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Nahyuta Sahdmadhi ([personal profile] ephemerous) wrote in [community profile] candybox2016-12-10 09:48 pm

FOR LILI - the stupidest AA AU ever

[It's 23rd December, and this year, Christmas in Los Angeles has been blighted by terrible tragedy for many shoppers. A customer at Gatewater Mall, Elle Noelson, was found dead the day prior at the back of Santa's Grotto, the corpse hidden in a sack on Santa's Sleigh. Naturally, the murder was pinned on Santa himself, or his real name, Nick Saint, 48 years old and father of Christmas two.

What with most prosecutors having already signed off on leave for Christmas, Chief Prosecutor Edgeworth had requested a favour from Nahyuta, a travelling international prosecutor from the mystical Kingdom of Khura'in. He obliged.

Which is why he's standing in court on the prosecutor's bench today, determined to prosecute the defendant, Nick Saint, with all his might.

Or he would be, but when the judge asks if the prosecution is ready to begin the trial, he's simply standing there, deep in prayer. This could take a while.]
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uses the slightly less ridiculous looking account

[personal profile] prosey 2016-12-11 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ With most of the Defense Lawyers already gone for the Holiday as well, it was a good thing Lioriley was too much of a workaholic to even think of going anywhere herself. Making her the prime candidate to take up the case and defend good ol' Nick Saint this day before Christmas Eve.

She has everything she needs, she thinks, and she remains steadfast as they move to begin the trial. When asked if ready to proceed, she nods, and then... she waits.

and waits.

and waits some more before looking awkwardly from the judge to the man across the court, still standing there praying silently. She coughs lightly into her closed fist. ]
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[personal profile] prosey 2016-12-11 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
How very kind of you. [ To most, that might seem like a sarcastic jab at the prosecutor. But Lioriley seems surprisingly genuine, like she actually thinks it's nice of him to offer prayers to the deceased — even if he is the one that's facing off against her and her client in this court today.

She lets her hands rest on the top of the bench, dark eyes watching Nahyuta and the smile he wears. She knew of his title as the "Last Rights Prosecutor" but she isn't so well versed in his past deeds as she would like to be.

The judge prompts him again: "Your opening statement, Prosecutor Sahdmadhi, if you would be so kind." ]
Edited 2016-12-11 21:53 (UTC)
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[personal profile] prosey 2016-12-11 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a brief moment, as Nahyuta continues rambling about the usual traditions and stories associated with Santa Claus and Christmas, where she wonders if this is some kind of joke or clever way to keep her on her toes. It's either that, or he is so interested in this knowledge that he really feels the need to add it to his opening statement. All she can do is listen, not wanting to interrupt until it's her time to speak.

She turns her attention to the photos and visibly winces, clearly disturbed by the contents despite how many times she's seen far more grisly murders. There's a look of sadness in her eyes, grief for the victim, but she manages to will that somber expression away when she looks up to Nahyuta - only to find him staring, eyes boring into her like laser beams. Beautiful, beautiful laser beams.

That's... kind of terrifying. ]


While there is no doubt that said candy cane is the murder weapon. [ She says, daring to accept his silent challenge. She folds her arms over her chest in classic confident attorney fashion. ] There is no concrete indication that my client is the one to use it. There were hundreds of fingerprints on that prop alone.
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[personal profile] prosey 2016-12-11 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh shit. She should have seen that coming. But in her defense (Hah, get it?) there really wasn't a doubt in her mind that the oversized Candy Cane had been used as the murder weapon — all signs pointed to it, from the size of the wound on the victims' head, to the very obvious bloodstains that had been left behind. She straightens herself up as if trying to look bigger than she is — which probably looks more hilarious when one realizes she's standing on a box to properly see across the court.

She opens her mouth to argue her point further, saying something along the lines of — Those can't be the only fingerprints. or There's more than one way to swing a candy cane. Or something equally as stupid.

She doesn't get that far, however, when Nahyuta is basically wrapping up the trial before it even starts. ]


That does not prove anything! [ She shouts — no, that's not the right word. She slightly raises her voice, a frown creasing her lips. ] I have not had the chance to make my case, and I will not leave this room until I see my client freed from these charges. You have said your piece, so must I speak mine. [ You dick. ]
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[personal profile] prosey 2016-12-12 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Can she have a redo? Like, can she try this again with a normal prosecutor (if such things even exist)?? Because this is already ridiculous. ]

If only because you were so quick to dismiss my argument before I even had the chance to begin. [ She notes, giving him a pointed look before procuring her own papers before her. She doesn't have a fancy scroll like Nahyuta, but good old fashioned paper does the job well enough. ]

As Prosecutor Nahyuta has already informed us, it is likely that the oversized candy cane prop is the murder weapon. However, there is no confirmation that it was swung "Like a bat", nor that my client, Mr. Nick Saint, is the one that swung it at all.

[ She gives Nahyuta another look, as if waiting for him to interject before she continues. She clears her throat. ] The victim's body was found in the Grotto by a security guard after the mall had closed, but the autopsy suggests that she could have been there for a few hours beforehand. My client is a - er - diligent worker. [ She may be exaggerating. ] And there is plenty of photographic evidence to recount how long he sat in that chair taking pictures with children. He would not have the time to bludgeon someone, drag their body into a sack, and set it into place without anyone noticing.
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WTF AM I DOING CANDACE!!!!!

[personal profile] prosey 2016-12-15 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ She may be human in this verse, but her hearing is still absolutely ridiculous. So the sudden shout has her flinching, nearly jerking back and away from the bench before she realizes that Nahyuta is the one yelling.

And he's also insulting her, which is... super rude?? And wholly unnecessary. She stares at him while he speaks, brows furrowing slightly and she looks like she wants to defend herself — but she decides it better to just ... not. There's more important things at hand than the monk's sermon and commentary about how horrible lawyers are. Rude.

She turns her attention to Ema, listening intently as she speaks. Things aren't sounding great for her defendant, but she doesn't seem entirely perturbed by the testimony; like she already knows something they don't. Or she's pokerfacing like a champ right now. ]


Based on the evidence, Ms. Noelson was struck from behind on the right side of her skull, correct? [ She hums, extending her hand and asking to see the murder weapon to accent the point she's about to make. ] How is it, then, that my client hit her in such a fashion. [ She's holding the candy cane like a bat, right hand atop the left. As she speaks, she switches sides, left over the right. ] If he is left handed?