Gavin said so, or maybe is saying so it's so hard to tell. His client matters terribly to him, and even though he's never sure who his client is, he knows the man isn't guilty, knows the man can't be guilty, because Mr. He knows that he shouldn't be able to see and that he's defending a client, even though no one ever tells him and he can never see quite well enough to read the papers stacked neatly before him. Gavin chuckles and says something Apollo can't quite catch, even though they're standing close enough that he can smell the other man's cologne, delicate and expensive. Standing in the courtroom, his nakedness concealed from the eyes of the prosecution, judge, and onlookers only by the wooden bench given the defense. The dreams start when Klavier stops coming to bed when Apollo lies down to sleep for the night. Never good for an attorney if the world knows he's seeing another attorney outside the courtroom.Īpollo never once doubted his mentor's words, on that or any other topic. Wright had said, the first time he caught Apollo kissing Klavier goodbye in the hall outside their flat. Should probably keep this a bit more private, Mr. Wright had laughed through Apollo's stuttered denial until Apollo found within himself the bravery to ask Klavier Gavin out for coffee, engaging the man in conversation beyond the realm of the courtroom, of their shared profession.
#Space drop vuii professional
And when Apollo's talk of his courtroom rival turned from professional to personal, Mr. Groomed him into not a suave lawyer, but a successful lawyer. Called him on his more irritating personality traits.
Quiet and wistful and easy-going, he'd taken Apollo in when Apollo needed him, kept Apollo long before Apollo himself realized just how much he needed the older man's guidance and presence, how much comfort he found in Mr. Lazy, sloppy, unkempt nothing like the man Apollo had read about as an undergraduate, the man Apollo had admired and sought to emulate, some day. Fairly.Īpollo had never once wondered why his mentor laughed, when speaking of Klavier's ethics and virtue. Stories about his younger brother, a man set apart from his colleagues by prosecuting honestly. Hung on his every word, be they words of advice, words of reprimand, or words spinning stories of the past.
#Space drop vuii how to
How to carry himself outside the courtroom, presenting the world with an assured, powerful smile, even on days when things weren't going their way.Īpollo had admired him. Taught him how to prepare, how to present. Taller and older and wiser, he'd taken Apollo under his wing, taught him everything he needed to know about actively practicing law. Gavin was intelligent, refined, cultured everything Apollo-then fresh out of law school-had wanted so desperately to be. I am PERFECT for that job and rant-rant-rant-rant-rant.Īw, fuck, I'm about 200 80 (I went through and edited :D) words short of my usual minimum with this chapter, but here it is anyway. Let it be known that I'm not really all that happy with this chapter, but it's a necessary chapter so please read it anyway, with the promise that there will be a better chapter next and posted up soon, honest.īecause really, today has just been a downright damned depressing day, I really wish UNC would just bloody hire me, I don't like the fact that OU didn't hire me and didn't even fucking bother to interview me, which means they had someone in mind when they posted the fucking job (which is posted as being open 'til 7/2, by the way, even though they filled it today) and if the same happens at UNC, I'm going to be really sorely disappointed and PISSED. PW, "The Slow Ascent after the Sharpest Drop: VII," Apollo/Klavier, PGĪpollo, fanfiction, kink meme, klavier, kristoph, pg, phoenix, phoenix wright
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