she spreads her wings and takes to the skies.

[yatagarasu]

Open Post: The Kay Faraday Edition
This is my permanent Kay Faraday open post. Spam me with prompts, picture prompts, AUs, and the like. Indicate canon point or universe when necessary. Please note that I don't do slash, smut, anything sexual or anything overly and excessively violent.
Canon	Future AU
Choose a canon point, any canon point! Even from AAI2, why not.	7-8 years later, AJ/DD era. Prosecutor who studied under Miles Edgeworth. Still hyper and makes thief jokes. Still the Yatagarasu.
Somarium	Mask or Menace
Lived with Edgeworth and Stitch. Recruited Ema, Trucy and Maya into the Yatagarasu. 19 years old. Had college plans.	Can command and talk to crows, replicate voices and sounds perfectly, and use Charter Magic. Juror for Teen Court.

Badger get!

code by cawaii

Comments

[yatagarasu]

[She nods. A good jiggling around with a lockpick should loosen those babies up, but when Edgeworth mentions the computer, she promptly shifts her attention to it.]

You mean decisive evidence that ties Mr. Erickson to the case and proves that these hypnotism tricks were used on Mr. Condon?

[truthsnomiracle]

Precisely. Any sorts of "locks" that might exist there, I doubt we would find or recognize the proper "key" for so readily.

[And with that task assigned to Kay, Edgeworth starts looking through the bottom drawers of the second desk.]

[yatagarasu]

[Kay looks over the computer, quickly locates the power switch, and flicks it on. The screen comes alive...and needless to say, the first thing it asks for is a password.]

I'm guessing Mr. Erickson isn't the type to just use "password" as his password.

[She begins typing possible passwords into the space, but all of them are denied so far.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth leafs through various folders in a large drawer, seeing if anything stands out as potentially relevant or incriminating.]

I would imagine not, no. However, terms from the various papers here might serve as additional low-hanging fruit.

[yatagarasu]

[She nods and keeps typing.]

"Noskcire" doesn't work...or "revenge"...or "hypnotist"...and what if he actually added numbers at the end?

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth pauses to look at one folder briefly, but returns to flipping through more quickly.]

I don't suppose there's a specific minimum or maximum number of characters that applies in this case? At the very least, I've noticed such things specified on websites that call for passwords.

[After that comment, Edgeworth closes the drawer he was looking through and opens the opposite one on that desk.]

[yatagarasu]

[Kay frowns, then holds down one key and glances at Edgeworth.]

It shouldn't be longer than 12 characters. I've never heard of one-character or two-character passwords, and three is also pretty short...

[truthsnomiracle]

Huh. I've never encountered any situation in which one was allowed to have a password shorter than six characters.

[As Edgeworth keeps looking through the drawer he's currently on, he begins to look mildly annoyed.]

Nngh... perhaps all relevant printed material was already atop the desks. Why are so many people so poorly organized?

[yatagarasu]

Yeah, six is usually the minimum. Not sure if - [Kay presses the enter key.] Oh, four is too short. [She hits it again.] So is five...and six.

Six to twelve characters! Maybe something that means a lot to him! His birthday? His favorite color?

[truthsnomiracle]

If he is so dim-witted as to use such vital personal information as his password, I believe a few of the documents I've already seen in these drawers might be of use.

[Edgeworth opens the first drawer he was looking through, flips through folders a bit, then removes one in particular and hands it off to Kay.

And seriously, even Edgeworth knows better than that.]

[yatagarasu]

[Kay takes the folder and opens it in front of her while typing.]

Does he have any personality quirks or something?

[truthsnomiracle]

We know a few things about him. He's been described as having seemed impatient with his work for Ms. Gusse's bank chain, Wealth Hatchery. That is most likely why he chose to embezzle funds from the institution rather than carefully saving up for the extensive electronics project he bought parts for — which I presume to be this very one.

[Edgeworth glances to the charger-seated headphones briefly.]

He's regarded in retrospect as having been manipulative, and people seem to regret having trusted him as easily as they did. He was in a subordinate position, yet others around him often felt like they owed him something and should help him in small ways regardless. It was never anything directly related to his embezzlement scheme, however.

[yatagarasu]

...

[Facepalm.]

My job just got harder.

D'you think he must have just written the password somewhere and kept it around in case he forgot?

[truthsnomiracle]

I've yet to see anything of the sort, but I'll keep that in mind.

[Edgeworth goes back to looking through the files in the second of the two large drawers in desk #2.]

[yatagarasu]

Can you give me the files you're done looking at? I'd like to look at them myself.

[truthsnomiracle]

Do you mean the notes I was reading earlier, or the various files I'm searching now in the hope of discovering anything of relevance?

[yatagarasu]

The ones you were reading earlier, since you aren't done with the ones you're reading now.

1/2

[truthsnomiracle]

Most certainly.

[Edgeworth stands, turns, and points out the thick binder of notes in question sitting on the same desk Kay is sitting at. Given the mess, it's no surprise that it's not easy to tell what's what at a glance.]

I was rather impressed by the thoroughness of his analysis of various claims concerning hypnosis.

2/2

[truthsnomiracle]

Clearly he cared about his own research far more than he did about his job — to the point that he committed a crime simply to avoid dealing with the latter for very long, even if Ms. Gusse wrongly believed that humiliation alone would be punishment enough.

[yatagarasu]

[Kay nods, and takes the binder in question, opening it and trying to prop it up against another stack of files so she can scan it while attempting more passwords.]

You can't blame a person if they're more passionate about something else, Mr. Edgeworth...but it'd be great if he were passionate about doing good with what he likes.

[truthsnomiracle]

Certainly I don't blame him for his passion, merely the excesses he allowed it to drive himself to and the apparent lack of concern for others that made such excess possible.

[A lot of the unfamiliar terms Kay notices in the text are the right length to fit as passwords, but singular unmodified words are typically discouraged as passwords. However, one set of terms is notable for direct mention of numbers in their discussion: passing references to "beta", "alpha", "theta", and "delta" brainwaves, each associated with ranges of frequencies in hertz — though the notes point out many inconsistencies in the frequencies cited by various hypnosis-related sources and advises referencing the neurology notes for more useful information. "Beta" is described as normal waking consciousness, "alpha" and "theta" as different defaults predominant in altered states, and "delta" as primarily associated with normal sleep.]

[yatagarasu]

[She squints at the words on the binder pages. Boy, any one of these could be the password...right now she's just mechanically inputting whatever she can think of.]

It's really sad when something like that is -

[Kay's typing and speaking are both cut off when she hits the enter key - and she is rewarded by the sight of the desktop and several folders. She gasps, pushing herself back from the desk in surprise.]

Wait, I did it! I got it! [She jumps to her feet.]

[truthsnomiracle]

[Edgeworth was just about to return to his own part of the investigation when Kay manages to bring up the desktop.]

Ah, so I see. Well done, Kay.

[And with that drop of praise, the prosecutor returns to sifting through the files in the second desk for anything of use.]

(It's entirely possible that for the moment, Kay has access to the more important source of evidence.)

[yatagarasu]

The password was "beta60". Thanks! [She spreads her arms and performs an elegant but rather exaggerated bow.

Then she plops herself back into the chair.]

Time to see what he's hiding in his computer!

[truthsnomiracle]

Huh. (I only barely glanced at that section of the notes, but I seem to recall the numbers listed never ranging quite so high when the sources he cited bothered to list an upper limit at all. I wonder what inspired her to try that value in particular. Perhaps precisely because it's too high, yet still in the proper direction compared to the rest?)

[Even as Edgeworth wonders this, he continues flipping through files.

On the computer, most of the visible files and folders look less than incriminating, but a quick change of settings to show hidden files and a second look around reveals a number of folders scattered around the file system with names referring back to various terms in the notes. Notably, this includes a "binaural" folder in the sound file folder, an "inductions" folder in the video file folder, a "subjects" folder in among his text files, and a "suggestions" folder inside a folder of programming code. Unfortunately, many files in the folders in question are compressed, encrypted, and password-protected.]