(May 27) (Bleach / Phoenix Wright) Order In The Court: Part XXVII
Title: Order In The Court: Part XXVII
Day/Theme: 27. Biding time with the crows and sparrows
Series: Bleach / Phoenix Wright
Character/Pairing: Klavier, Apollo, Trucy, Gin
Rating: G
"I think this is a bad idea," Apollo said, not for the first time. "And the door's locked. Look."
"Don't worry," Trucy said. "If this is like the handcuffs that I use in my act, it shouldn't be hard to pick. Daddy has me practicing on locks all the time!"
Apollo glanced over his shoulder at the tagging-along Klavier Gavin, and decided not to raise the whole issue of down-at-heel poker players training their adopted daughters to pick locks. "And I don't see why you came along," he muttered.
"Think of it as a convenient extra witness, Herr Forehead," Klavier said, far too cheerfully. "It's not as if you expect to find anything here that you don't want the prosecution to know about, is it?"
"Why? Do you expect to find something here that's worth knowing about?" Apollo retorted.
Klavier frowned. He leaned closer. "It is suggestive," he murmured, "that the Chamber of 46 is incommunicado like this after issuing instructions that we be brought here, don't you think?"
"But will us breaking in actually help?" Apollo asked. "Besides, we're missing the bit where everyone breaks Dahlia Hawthorne down and she admits to whatever she's going to admit to."
Klavier shrugged. "I have no personal animosity there."
"She's mean," Trucy said, not looking up from her lockpicks. "I don't understand why everyone seems to think she's so -- so --"
Klavier and Apollo exchanged glances above her head.
"She reminds me of the Gavinners' first album," Klavier said reminiscently. "Atroquinine My Love."
"Pretty as poison," Apollo muttered sourly.
The lock clicked open.
There was an undignified moment as prosecution and defense attorneys both attempted to stride forward manfully and be the first one in.
There was a horrified pause as the smell of blood hit.
"Trucy," Apollo said sharply, "stay outside. We --" He looked to Klavier, trying to find something to say that wouldn't hurt her pride by simply being we don't want you to see what's in there.
"You might disturb the evidence, Fraulein," Klavier said. He looked more composed than Apollo felt. Then again, he'd probably seen more crime scenes. "Stay out here. If anyone comes along, tell them to fetch help."
Apollo made his way down the dark corridor, Klavier at his back (and it was more reassuring than he cared to admit to have someone else there), towards the large lighted room ahead.
It was full of dead bodies. There were probably 46. He couldn't quite manage to count. They'd been killed. With swords, probably. Yes. Big swords. Some of them had been trying to move or draw weapons. Others were still in their seats.
"You realise what this means?" Klavier said. He drew the back of his hand across his mouth, composing himself. "It means that all transmissions from here for the last few days, at the very least, have been forged. But how? And who?"
"Questions," Captain Ichimaru Gin said from behind them, "that I figure you won't be getting no answers to. Sorry."
Apollo jumped and screamed. (It was a manly scream. Really.)
"Don'cha worry none 'bout the girl," Captain Ichimaru said reassuringly. "I just tapped her on the back of the head and left her to sleep it off. She ain't seen nothing, after all. You two, on the other hand --"
"You can't hope to conceal our murders," Klavier said defiantly. His hand moved to his back pocket, and Apollo saw him slipping something out.
"Well, see, that depends on how small you cut up the bodies," the captain said thoughtfully. "Guess we're all going to learn something today."
"But aren't you going to tell us why you did this?" Apollo asked. "Why you killed these people? Why you killed Captain Aizen?"
Captain Ichimaru drew his sword. "Well, in answer to that -- no, no, and I didn't."
"You didn't?"
"Kill my captain? Now why'd I want to do a thing like that?" He stepped forward.
Klavier raised a whistle to his lips, and blew it.
"Now I hope ya don't think there's anyone in earshot who's going to be hearing that," Captain Ichimaru said.
"You forget," Klavier said. "Besides being a prosecutor --"
"Yes?"
"-- I am also lead singer of the Gavinners, one of the most popular rock bands around --"
Yachiru was the first to hit Captain Ichimaru (from behind at waist level), but the stampede of other female shinigami wasn't far behind her.
"-- and I have a fan club," Klavier said modestly.
Ise Nanao came to a stop in front of the two attorneys. "Crisis in the courtroom," she said shortly. "You're needed. Now."
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Compilation Order in the Court post.
Day/Theme: 27. Biding time with the crows and sparrows
Series: Bleach / Phoenix Wright
Character/Pairing: Klavier, Apollo, Trucy, Gin
Rating: G
"I think this is a bad idea," Apollo said, not for the first time. "And the door's locked. Look."
"Don't worry," Trucy said. "If this is like the handcuffs that I use in my act, it shouldn't be hard to pick. Daddy has me practicing on locks all the time!"
Apollo glanced over his shoulder at the tagging-along Klavier Gavin, and decided not to raise the whole issue of down-at-heel poker players training their adopted daughters to pick locks. "And I don't see why you came along," he muttered.
"Think of it as a convenient extra witness, Herr Forehead," Klavier said, far too cheerfully. "It's not as if you expect to find anything here that you don't want the prosecution to know about, is it?"
"Why? Do you expect to find something here that's worth knowing about?" Apollo retorted.
Klavier frowned. He leaned closer. "It is suggestive," he murmured, "that the Chamber of 46 is incommunicado like this after issuing instructions that we be brought here, don't you think?"
"But will us breaking in actually help?" Apollo asked. "Besides, we're missing the bit where everyone breaks Dahlia Hawthorne down and she admits to whatever she's going to admit to."
Klavier shrugged. "I have no personal animosity there."
"She's mean," Trucy said, not looking up from her lockpicks. "I don't understand why everyone seems to think she's so -- so --"
Klavier and Apollo exchanged glances above her head.
"She reminds me of the Gavinners' first album," Klavier said reminiscently. "Atroquinine My Love."
"Pretty as poison," Apollo muttered sourly.
The lock clicked open.
There was an undignified moment as prosecution and defense attorneys both attempted to stride forward manfully and be the first one in.
There was a horrified pause as the smell of blood hit.
"Trucy," Apollo said sharply, "stay outside. We --" He looked to Klavier, trying to find something to say that wouldn't hurt her pride by simply being we don't want you to see what's in there.
"You might disturb the evidence, Fraulein," Klavier said. He looked more composed than Apollo felt. Then again, he'd probably seen more crime scenes. "Stay out here. If anyone comes along, tell them to fetch help."
Apollo made his way down the dark corridor, Klavier at his back (and it was more reassuring than he cared to admit to have someone else there), towards the large lighted room ahead.
It was full of dead bodies. There were probably 46. He couldn't quite manage to count. They'd been killed. With swords, probably. Yes. Big swords. Some of them had been trying to move or draw weapons. Others were still in their seats.
"You realise what this means?" Klavier said. He drew the back of his hand across his mouth, composing himself. "It means that all transmissions from here for the last few days, at the very least, have been forged. But how? And who?"
"Questions," Captain Ichimaru Gin said from behind them, "that I figure you won't be getting no answers to. Sorry."
Apollo jumped and screamed. (It was a manly scream. Really.)
"Don'cha worry none 'bout the girl," Captain Ichimaru said reassuringly. "I just tapped her on the back of the head and left her to sleep it off. She ain't seen nothing, after all. You two, on the other hand --"
"You can't hope to conceal our murders," Klavier said defiantly. His hand moved to his back pocket, and Apollo saw him slipping something out.
"Well, see, that depends on how small you cut up the bodies," the captain said thoughtfully. "Guess we're all going to learn something today."
"But aren't you going to tell us why you did this?" Apollo asked. "Why you killed these people? Why you killed Captain Aizen?"
Captain Ichimaru drew his sword. "Well, in answer to that -- no, no, and I didn't."
"You didn't?"
"Kill my captain? Now why'd I want to do a thing like that?" He stepped forward.
Klavier raised a whistle to his lips, and blew it.
"Now I hope ya don't think there's anyone in earshot who's going to be hearing that," Captain Ichimaru said.
"You forget," Klavier said. "Besides being a prosecutor --"
"Yes?"
"-- I am also lead singer of the Gavinners, one of the most popular rock bands around --"
Yachiru was the first to hit Captain Ichimaru (from behind at waist level), but the stampede of other female shinigami wasn't far behind her.
"-- and I have a fan club," Klavier said modestly.
Ise Nanao came to a stop in front of the two attorneys. "Crisis in the courtroom," she said shortly. "You're needed. Now."
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Compilation Order in the Court post.