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On behalf of M. Prosecutor Miles Edgeworth, I am issuing an open call for able-bodied, just men to join the re-established Police Service. The Prefecture is currently housed within the fourth district court house. There you will be interviewed and tested for fitness in the Service.

Should you have any inquiries about scheduling and expectations, you will call or send for Inspector Javert.


Javert, Inspector of the Police
At the Fourth District Courthouse
About quarter until eight in the evening

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[chose-death.livejournal.com]

Naturally you did not say. I would not have asked otherwise.

[Again, there's a pause as he directs another disconcerting, intent gaze at her. Then he releases a long-suffering, weary sigh, and decides to explain himself in a brusque, impatient manner.]

There are several abandoned policed outposts located in each city district with its centre in the village, which will be re-manned as soon as able-bodied and just fellows sign on; the registry has already begun, reports have been filed - they are ready for distribution - standard forms are drawn, employment contracts written; a holding cell is beneath the courthouse flooring and will serve well to detain even the most vicious scamps until judgment; M. Edgeworth will take care to post the Law Code for the public benefit. The numbers in this communication device indicate that the Service need not be of tremendous size so long as the recruits are competent and capable; it is better to keep a proper spread with each post while stationing them close enough to travel swiftly from one to another. Shouting distance is preferred in case one man becomes exhausted on watch, but travel is quick here and permits greater distance with ease.

[Javert spoke quickly, the entire explanation flowing out of him in what sounded like a single breath. The words bled together into a curious, ferocious rumble. He paused to breathe noiselessly through his broad nostrils, his chin dropping almost imperceptibly into his collar. He cracks a ghost of a wry, crooked grin, his gaze unsteady. Is he finding it difficult to concentrate? His tone returns to his calm, almost languid yet firm enunciation. His expression is distant.]

Are you satisfied about it, Madame? Or would it please you to view each form to the letter?

With good fortune, M. Edgeworth may lead the service in my place shortly...

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[knightmare-hime.livejournal.com]

Quite. I thank you for sharing your intentions with me.

[She'll just have to speak with Edgeworth. Only he will know whether or not this person is trustworthy enough to be given such a position of power.]

Now, if you will excuse me, I have some research to do of my own. I am certain that you will hear from me again in the near future.

[She pauses, her lips bending slightly to erect the pride of her heritage.]

My name is Cornelia li Britannia. It has been a pleasure, Inspector Javert.

[chose-death.livejournal.com]

[Javert makes a low sound of acknowledgment through his nose. He can't say it was quite a pleasure, but at least she had informed him that he will be hearing back from her shortly.]

Then I will expect another call, Madame li Britannia.

[And he ended the transmission right there.]