#violetprosecutor

[moonkssd]

"Ah, you must be Yris."

Klavier sticks out like a sore thumb around the religious folk who were buzzing around like Combee, dark leather and gunmetal jewelry marking him as distinctly outsider.

What a day this had become. Here he thought his designation here would give him a vacation. He digs a couple things from his pockets - an identification card and a shiny badge to distinguish himself.

"Catch me up?"

Yris took a deep breath after looking over his documentation before beginning on a small summary of the happenings on the shrine grounds.

"We're still investigating, but I'll give you the preliminary findings."

Pulling out a notepad, she read off some of her personal notes.

"The victim is a 60 year old woman by the name of Aya Tsuchiya. The current suspect is Yuri Tsukino, her daughter. Her body was discovered this morning by the suspect as well as a few other shrine maidens and the suspect's aunt, a Ms Tsutsuji Tsuchiya. The suspect was immediately apprehended and after cursory findings, she was taken away as our main suspect. Lady Tsutsuji attempted to call for capital punishment, however, I managed to keep the situation calm. For now. The murder weapon is also missing. And, as far as we can tell, the only one without an alibi is Lady Yuri."

[journcys]

Things had been exhausting as of late—travelling between Johto and Unova was a lot of work, but still, Apollo seemed to have had prevailed and dealt with the fatigue easily. It was almost jetlaggy, really—but he was used to it by now, he figured.

He sat within the office in Nimbasa City—the more familiar of the two offices that he and Wright had worked out of maybe it was because he was from here? Probably. He reached over to scratch Holmes’ head, the stoutland giving a pleased groan as he turned over and continued his sleep. The bell at the door chimes as it’s opened and Apollo perks up at the noise. Immediately getting up and heading towards the door.

His expression falters for a moment when he sees the familiarity of blonde hair and purple clad clothing, bringing a hand up to rub down his face. At this time, Apollo was preparing for a case—he didn’t need to be bothered by—

“Klavier? What are you doing here? I wasn’t expecting you. I don’t have a lot of time to talk, you know.”

// @violetprosecutor

[chstart]

@violetprosecutor​ sent  :     ‘ do  we  simply  stare  at  what’s  horrible  and  forgive  it ?  ’     ╱     miscellaneous quotes.

phoenix  lets  that  question  hang  in  the  air  for  a  while.     he’s  thought  about  that  before.     over  ten  years  ago,  he  thought  about  that.     looked  at  the  thought  as  he  would  a  piece  of  evidence,  or  a  piece  of  testimony,  from  every  angle.     he  does  the  same  now,  wondering  to  see  if  the  years  will  have  changed  his  perspective  &  thus  the  answer  he  comes  up  with.

the  perspective  has  changed   —        ❛     forgiveness  isn’t  all  it’s  cracked  up  to  be.     it  has  a  time  &  place.     &  not  all  are  deserving  of  it.     ❜        —   but  not  enough  to  change  the  answer.     the  future  needs  hope.     &  this  one  looks  pretty  damn  hopeful,  for  all  he’s  been  a  part  of.     phoenix  kind  of  wants  to  preserve  that  particular  hope.

❛     ... but  if  you  know  you’ve  seen  a  light,  if  that’s  what  your  gut’s  telling  you  is  just  as  real  as  the  horrible ??     maybe  dig  into  that.     find  the  evidence  for  why  the  two  exist  simultaneously.     prosecutors  are  supposed  to  be  good  at  proving  guilt,  right ??    ❜          he  lets  himself  give  a  half - smile  at  that.     maybe  the  brother  will  be  able  to  find  the  key  to  those  black  locks  that  the  once - disgraced  attorney  couldn’t.

[fan-tasticfour]

@violetprosecutor

   “BIRDS!!”

   Too bad for you, Klavier, he’ll yell about birds all the wants.

   “...Actually you should totally come by my place sometime. With your guitar. Having a cockatiel whistle ‘Guilty Love’ while you’re strumming might be a new experience for you.”

[tempestried-archive-blog]

@violetprosecutor replied to your post “they’re taking notes of who’s going to let them perch on their head.”

canas is a good perch he sits in one place for long periods of time

canas is one of their go-to perches! he’s very sweet, and the chill that he gives off doesn’t bother feh under all their feathers.

[findstruth-blog]

@violetprosecutor ❤’d.

“You’re right on time, Mr. Gavin. Come on in-- This shouldn’t take long at all.”

[oftophats]

@violetprosecutor

“Ah! You’re...” He paused, his cheeks tinging the faintest pink.

“You’re... a friend of Mr. Wright’s aren’t you? Mr. Gavin, is it? It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.”

[inmywhipitrust]

@violetprosecutor || from x

Well, she couldn't blame him. He probably was learning to play the guitar by the  age of thirteen, when such a sight became usual for her. Any sane person should be disturbed, at the very least.

“I's fine, Klavier. This kind of criminals rarely attack us. And if we do right our work they won't attack anyone never again.” Well, that kind. Her shoulder could tell a different story about another kind, the truly dangerous one. “But you have to get used to seeing the corpses, you cannot investigate the crime scene properly if you act like it isn't there. Now, checking his desk would be a good start.”