driftfleet | (no subject)

Who: Apollo and Whoever
Broadcast: Just some SHOUTING but yes
Action: Y; newbie on board the Marsiva
When: Sept 8th? At Some Point^TM

A
[One lawyer is jerking awake with a start in the Hospitality Bunker. His eyes dart around as his mind tries to catch up and figure out what he was last doing. The case is over, right? Is he late for Starbuck's launch? Wait no, that already happened. Right? Right. Crap, did he black out again from his wounds--?

He reaches down, touching his arms and patting his chest. Well, dang. There's scarring from the blast, and he's still sore as hell, but nothing seems to be in danger of reopening and bleeding out again. . .huh.]

. . .Did Trucy and Athena knock me out to put me on bedrest? That seems like something they would do.

[He frowns at the thought. But why would they send him back to the hospital in a nice clean suit?? Weird.

He sits there mulling over scenarios and possibilities, trying to figure out what he was last doing as the overhead speaker drones on and on about game shows this, reality shows that, blah blah blah. . .it's making concentrating a bit hard. Eventually Apollo snaps, unable to hear himself think, and he exclaims to no one in particular--]

OBJECTION!!

[--hopefully that doesn't draw too much attention.]

B
[LAWYER IS UP AND EXPLORING THE DECK. . .somewhat. As soon as he passes one of the wide windows on the ship and stares into the void that is space, Apollo nearly goes as white as his blouse and threatens to faint. Or throw up. Maybe both!! Maybe you just find him passed out face first on the floor. The possibilities are endless.]

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B-but that's--. . .okay, I'm not going to say impossible, because I'm on a ship floating through space, and you're right there presenting your ear as evidence.

But how? Elves are only in books and four movie long trilogies!

[her nose wrinkles]

Obviously, what is fictional to you is not fictional to me.

--!

Sorry. I supposed that's true. I bet defense attorneys are nothing but a myth in some fairy tales.

It's fine. This is not the first time I have had this discussion, nor will it be the last, I imagine. [a little wryly] I am surprised they are not mentioned in the detective stories I read. They would work together in a world like yours, yes?

R-really? That has to be grating. . .

[haha ABOUT THAT....he looks a little sheepish.]

Ah. No, your books are likely accurate. Not all detectives are willing to be super cooperative with defense attorneys. We're the ones trying to defend whoever is suspected, after all.

Not really. I find it interesting at times, that what I have experienced in my life is the subject of books in other worlds.

[. . . she tilts her head, confused once more]

You defend the criminal?

Well, us humans do live short, relatively boring lives. We like making things up.

[And consuming said things. It's been confirmed he freaking loves manga along with other comics and scifi.]

They're not criminals until proven guilty. I defend people in hopes of finding the truth; that way the system doesn't accidentally incriminate the wrong person.

At least it is not a long, boring life. Imagine being bored for hundreds of years.

[somewhere, a Japanese detective is judging you, Apollo. Judging you hard, the hypocrite]

What if there is no doubt in their guilt? Do you still defend them? I can understand if someone has been accused by accident, but . . .

I. . .never thought of it that way. I guess green grass and all that.

[LOOK there are exceptions. Apollo makes a vague gesture.]

Some attorneys would, I, personally, would rather not. But some attorneys and prosecutors work together to bring the guilty parties to light, so if I had to defend a guilty person to find the truth, yeah, I'd do it.

Mmhmm. That is the sort of life I have to look forward to, so I envy you a bit.

[she considers that for a long moment before she nods]

That makes a bit more sense. A shame you lot do not exist in my time - a good number of guilty folk might actually see justice for once.

[A short relatively meaningless life with a whirlwind of emotions vs a long, drawn out one, possibly with regrets you can never make up. . .that's a toss up if he's ever heard one.]

Mm. . . my apologies for assuming things.

And sorry to hear that. Lawyers are tools to bring justice, so I can't imagine living in a world without them. But er--well! You're here now, so if you ever get in trouble, I'd be happy to lawyer for you!

[she waves her hand dismissively]

It isn't necessary. It isn't as though one can look at me and tell.

[she blends in, she knows. She looks as human as the next person.

She smiles a bit slowly, because - oh Apollo, you have no idea what you're offering]

I appreciate that. I do try to stay out of trouble.

I'm not apologizing for the mix up--[What a nice guy.]--but for assuming you were better off after the fact.

Anyway, my name's Apollo Justice. Just in case you ever do need an attorney.

Ah. Well, either way - it isn't necessary.

. . . your family name is Justice? Really? [she's so tickled] Well met, Apollo. My name is Tempest.

[ONE DAY someone will think his name is normal. One day.]

Yes. . .anyway, I guess it's time I stop yelling where everyone can hear me and actually be productive.

Thanks for the info.

There is very little you can do up there, I'm afraid. But yes, yelling will not do you much good.

You are welcome.