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Schmoozing the nation's elite
Follow up to this thread.
Edgeworth longed for the day when his superiors would see that mandatory attendance at these charity events was entirely unnecessary. It wasn't as if the Prosecutors Office would not put up a showing without being forced to: many of his colleagues reveled in the chance to hobknob with politicians and local celebrities or pick up other people's vapid trophy wives. Edgeworth, on the other hand, would rather be working. In fact, he'd rather be anywhere but here, and he refused to pretend otherwise, regardless of who he spoke to that evening. It would be in the best interests of all concerned for him to be allowed to skip out on these things.
Unfortunately, he wasn't allowed that liberty. So for now he was stuck in a kind of limbo, watching the glitterati from his post on the sidelines and running over details of the work waiting for him at home to keep his mind from stagnating. He was the picture of boredom until a familiar suit suddenly appeared amidst the crowd. His eyes widened with interest, and he discreetly wended his way through the crowd to approach the man from behind.
"Captain Rogers?"
Edgeworth longed for the day when his superiors would see that mandatory attendance at these charity events was entirely unnecessary. It wasn't as if the Prosecutors Office would not put up a showing without being forced to: many of his colleagues reveled in the chance to hobknob with politicians and local celebrities or pick up other people's vapid trophy wives. Edgeworth, on the other hand, would rather be working. In fact, he'd rather be anywhere but here, and he refused to pretend otherwise, regardless of who he spoke to that evening. It would be in the best interests of all concerned for him to be allowed to skip out on these things.
Unfortunately, he wasn't allowed that liberty. So for now he was stuck in a kind of limbo, watching the glitterati from his post on the sidelines and running over details of the work waiting for him at home to keep his mind from stagnating. He was the picture of boredom until a familiar suit suddenly appeared amidst the crowd. His eyes widened with interest, and he discreetly wended his way through the crowd to approach the man from behind.
"Captain Rogers?"
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"You have found yourself on the wrong side of the law before?"
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Hearing about it now, the incident only highlighted the reasons for his unrest surrounding the so-called superheroes that seemed to be cropping up in ever greater numbers. At the core of the phenomenon, the heroes were vigilantes, considered by themselves, the public, or both to be above the law. They got the job done and the world loved them for it, but Edgeworth learned long ago that the ends can never be held as justification for the means. Those who advocated turning a blind eye to the lawless nature of the vigilante movement because they approved of the results may feel very differently about a group whose actions were equally destructive but whose cause wasn't so lauded. It was a dangerous double standard, and true justice left no room for double standards.
"And if they hadn't? What would you have done if charges were brought?" There was a trap in the question, as glaring as a glint of metal in forest brush. As far as Edgeworth was concerned there was only one right answer--the one he had been too afraid to choose for himself once he had reasons to keep on living his life.
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"Hmph. As you should. Illegal activities are illegal for a reason."
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