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[breatheinthefog]

*Gone. Gone. Gone. The names just kept piling up. The contact list kept thinning out. People Kaoru didn't know. People she did know. People, as much as she hated to admit it, that she liked and wanted to keep.

Why.

Why? This was stupid. It was...*

[text]

It might be our captors. It might be their enemies. Somebody is thinning out our numbers by sending people back where they came from. Probably because killing us doesn't work.

Whoever is behind this, know that your actions are as pointless as your very existence.

[action]

*Kaoru's sitting in her room, being... a little more depressed than lineface? It's hard to tell. She'll take visitors and calls if people want.*

Comments

[breatheinthefog]

People were investigating.

[puppet_show]

"Were?"
How many of them are still here?

[breatheinthefog]

...less.

[puppet_show]

[Well that's helpful.]

Do you know the names of anyone who was investigating?

[breatheinthefog]

The man in the frilly suit likes to investigate things. He's still here. Ask him.

[puppet_show]

Miles Edgeworth, was it?
I'll make sure to ask him.

[breatheinthefog]

You're supposed to be careful of the church, too.

[puppet_show]

You mean the Trey Matre?

[breatheinthefog]

The hotel owner. Somehow related to the Tres Matres. Probably.

[puppet_show]

I'll make sure to look into it.
Thank you for the help.
Do you think I could get your name?

[breatheinthefog]

Kiryuu Kaoru.

[puppet_show]

Then thank you, Kaoru.
My name is Hiyono Yuizaki.

[breatheinthefog]

I see.