Catfight

[yesterdayskye]

Event: Clash!
Era: Early 2011
Characters Permitted: yesterdayskye, yewphoria, desperadojake, wantedaliveIt's noontime, and recesses have been called for all the ongoing trials of that day. Detective Lana Skye exits Courtroom #3, a bundle of files in her hands, and makes her way down to the cafeteria in the building

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((the story continues))

[yewphoria]

*after unsurprisingly losing the trial and her client found guilty, Calisto Yew leaves the courtroom. There's no hint of emotion on her face. Some would say she's trying not to let her frustration show, but others might swear she almost looks indifferent...*

[wantedalive]

*has just entered the hallway himself, and he soon spots Calisto and strides on down to where she's standing*

You have my thanks, Miss, for the duel 'tween us this morning. No hard feelings for the outcome, I hope?

*offers out his hand*

1/2

[yewphoria]

.....

[yewphoria]

*uses her hand to stifle a laugh instead of shaking his*

Pff! It's hard to get angry at you... when you look at me with such serious "honest cowboy" eyes!

[desperadojake]

*soon enough, a beaming Jake approaches his brother*

You've gone and done it again! Didn't I tell ya?

[wantedalive]

*retracts his hand uncomplainingly, using it instead to give his brother a friendly sock on the arm*

Wasn't nothing to it! With Miss Yew's assistance, we brought the trial to its right outcome.

[desperadojake]

*grins and lightly elbows Neil in the ribs*

Modesty ain't gonna get you nowhere, 'less you're gunnin' to be nothin' more than average. You think von Karma wins King of Prosecutors every year with that attitude?

[wantedalive]

*takes a defensive half step backward, though he looks like he's about to sock Jake again*

Deeds speak louder than words, big bro! Now, when are ya gonna get that promotion and wrangle a case with me, huh?

[desperadojake]

All in good time, hermano. But I'll be catchin' up with you soon.

1/2

[yewphoria]

*watches the two gab back and forth, growing bored*

2/2

[yewphoria]

...Are you two done yet? I wanted to have a quick word with you, Mr. Marshall.

[wantedalive]

*glances over, straightening back up* How can I be of service, Miss Yew?

[yewphoria]

No, not you... Officer Marshall.

[desperadojake]

*blinks*

This something we need to discuss in private?

[yewphoria]

That won't be necessary. I don't have all day.

*without missing a beat, in the same casual tone*

Do you want to go on a date with me?

[desperadojake]

*not so much thrown back by the subject of the question, but the tone*

...What?