IC Inbox [Cerealia]

[bewrightback]

"If you're looking for Phoenix Wright, you've called the Wright number! Leave a message after the beep, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!"

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[bewrightback]

The cranky goat spirit? ...What, could they have been his people?

[faithfulflame]

Possibly. They weren't like us, because the bodies didn't disappear. They decayed.

[bewrightback]

[That's definitely one fact to add to the mental court record, as he takes a thoughtful sip of tea.]

...That's definitely a notable difference. [And one that can't be easy on the eyes. Phoenix frowns.] They're most likely from outside the colony, then. ...And if CERES is behind this, it's just more proof of how despicable they truly are.

[faithfulflame]

They're probably natives, yes. They were put there for...lowering profits. And the only corporation on the planet we're aware of is...

[She trails off, sipping tea herself.]

[bewrightback]

CERES. [He speaks flatly.]

Wait, for 'lowering profits'? You mean... they didn't even commit any crimes?!

[faithfulflame]

Probably not, Phoenix. [This is CERES] But is there even a legal code? This place is almost as lawless as the American West.

[bewrightback]

No, I don't imagine there's any legal code aside from 'don't do anything that particularly upsets or threatens CERES'. [He responds bitterly.]

At least with the West you probably have in min, there's a chance of a sheriff with a decent head on his shoulders keeping up the order. [Or at least she hopes he doesn't mean it in the modern sense... that's where he practices law, Rei!!] I wish this was a problem that could be solved just through a showdown at high noon...

[faithfulflame]

Exactly. That's more than a little bit troublesome, don't you think? They claim there's some sort of order but really, we're just parts of their machine, and unruly behavior gets punished.

[A sigh.]

I'd not mind a gunfight though. That might...accomplish something.