*The man stands up, supprised at the other man who just stood up*

Your Honer, the name of the ship was the ZNS-Exploration, it was docked at FP 9 it had a Freelancer ID what more is to be said because as I said befoe the ship was inactive and docked thus I beilve renders the ID inactive as well.

So pray do tell what other information has been withheld?

And you Mr. Matt Morgan I will pretend you did not just do that and not put obscenely large bounties on you just yet and further more you ask what keeps them from just making me go 'POOF' well the A.D.M.I.Ns must fallow their mission statment as we follow our laws lest they be called into question by all of sirius were they to diviate from said mission statment.

*the man once again takes his seat and repositions it turning it slightly more in the direction of the A.D.M.I.N*

>>>>>RETRANSMITTING<<<<<

*the man stands up and looks around the room*

Well, your Honor if the defence has no more to add then the defence would request to procede to closing arguments, jury instruction, and verdict at this time.

*the man sits back down*

*the man sits up and turns to first the jury and then the defence*

Well, it appears that our judge has not returned from his break and so now if there is no further argument i suggest that we begin looking for a new judge.

*the man once again seats himself*

Having finally regained control over this courtroom, in all seriousness,