FOR SCIENCE

My name is Ema Skye.

I'm from Los Angeles and I knew Mr. Edgeworth and Mr. Wright and I'm going to be a forensic investigator when I grow up.

Except I feel like I've grown up a lot just being here. And I'm not sure what's goign to happen next.

But I do know I'm really glad I met everyone here. And I don't know if we'll all see each other again, but wherever everyone goes now, we'll never forget each other. That's a scientific fact.

I just want to point out that the tree does very weird things sometimes, and we know it does, so people should be more understanding and not stare when it does something like put someone in a very, very short skirt!

I like the red. But I can't sit down.

[Yep. Someone's been fanserviced into Lt. Uhura.]

Also, does anyone know what a phaser is?

These sheep are do not make scientific sense at all.

...would someone mind capturing one for me and bringing it back to Wellspring? We could sedate it if we need to so it won't break anything, right, Dr. Simon?

I could pay one of the Adventurers, maybe? Please! I promise I won't hurt it, I just want to run some experiments on its wool!

I just wanted to let everyone know that I'm okay—it was a little scary there for a while, but Mr. Grift helped me out. Does anyone know when this might end? It will, right?

[Crossed out but still very readable] I was wondering...I suppose it's not possible now that Miss Bastet says that more of those things are showing up that are fast, but I don't suppose we still capture one of the slow ones for study? They're really very interesting when you're not running away from them.

No, no, that's a bad idea. Stay safe, everyone.

Some of you know this already, but I thought it was important to let everyone else know that my brother, River, isn't here anymore. He was the beautiful white dragon, but the first time he was here, we were born together. I called him my little brother, but you know, I think he was much, much older than he looked. It doesn't make sense, scientifically, but still...it's just something I feel.

I miss him very much, of course, but he couldn't be free here, and I think he needed to. The last day I saw him, he wanted to give me a ride on his back—and no, dragon vocal chords aren't very suited for speech, but we understood each other—and it was so fun! I felt so light, and it was a beautiful day. I was really happy. Afterward, he set me down and I hugged him, and he went back into the sky, and he was gone.

It isn't that he found a way out of the glass. I know he wasn't that high. Sometimes people just sort of 'poof' out of here, and that's what happened, but I like to think that he's back where he came from, and he can fly really free now, as high into the sky as he wants to. It's very logical that that's where he would go when he's not here.

Anyway, I just wanted to share with all of you. Please don't forget River.

It looks like we've got so many new faces lately! It's very nice to meet you all, even if we haven't met yet. My name is Rosalind, and I'm the head scientific investigator for the Watch. I work for Mr. Stoneface, who is a very nice man but very tough, so don't break the laws, okay? There aren't very many, so it shouldn't be hard. But if you do, please try to leave some evidence for me to examine.

[Written hastily after a few minutes]

I can't believe I almost forgot! Speaking of the Watch, we really need a Watch house to work out of. That's what Mr. Stoneface says. Since the other members of the Watch are so good at their jobs, I don't always need to analyze evidence for them, so I volunteered to take charge of fundraising so we can build one! Um. Only I've never done anything like that before, so...maybe everyone could share ideas here? And we can decide on the best ones! Remember, a housed Watch is an effective Watch!

Lea, Kagerou...I think we should go get dinner from the bazaar tonight instead of cooking for ourselves.

Does anyone know how to get chemical stains off the ceiling?

Just to let everyone know, I look different today. Not like when I was younger--I was still me then. But this morning I woke up, and I don't even look like me anymore. I'm some other girl, and someone took my clothes, too. They've all been replaced by copies of the same outfit. I look like some kind of stage magician.

It is pretty cute...and I like the silk top hat. But there's this thing that comes with it that I'm not too sure about. I'm still coming to work as long as they let me in, though.

[ooc: Rosalind has become Trucy Wright, Phoenix's daughter from years in the future.]

Even in winter, Rosalind found it pleasant to walk through the park on her way to the bazaar after work—though she did walk a little faster, since it was chilly out. This island was more familiar now, months after the fire that had changed everything she'd only just managed to memorize at the time.

Thinking about that day still hurt, deep inside, and she slowed her pace as she remembered how things had appeared directly after the fire. Rubble and scorch marks superimposed themselves over the real world in her mind, and then faded. She didn't need to worry now. Things weren't perfect, but they were better, and—

Huh? She squinted at a small, shiny thing that had caught the light as she moved. Walking closer, she realized it was a tiny crystal in wire framework, stuck between a couple of rocks. A memory crystal! She'd heard of them, but never seen one with her own eyes. Maybe it was time she finally discovered something about herself, like so many others had; reaching out to touch it, she willed her fingers to be steady.

( Just distract him. I'll check it out. )


When she opened her eyes, Rosalind found herself sitting on the ground in the park, her fingers curled around the darkened crystal. What had she seen? She didn't really know, but she did know one thing: this meant that she had known Mr. Justice. And that meant she should let him know.

A chill breeze interrupted her, and her teeth began to chatter as she realized she was much colder—and when she looked down, she saw why. Her clothes had been replaced by some kind of sleeveless hoochie dress!

She got up to run home. The bazaar and Mr. Justice could wait.

I can't find my brother River. He hasn't come home for two days and he left his journal but it isn't working anymore even after I shook it.

I don't understand.