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“I-it’s alright, Simon…” Cece held onto the lapels of the coat which had been placed on her shoulders once the whole hostage situations at the courthouse had been resolved with trembling hands. She was unharmed, scared and still reeling from the onslaught of loud noises, but otherwise unharmed.

She almost reached out for the prosecutor beside her, but refrained herself from doing so, instead pulling the garment tighter around herself “I-I’m okay, it’s over… d-don’t do anything r-reckless, please…”

Was Simon supposed to be the first one on the scene? Not really. Was he supposed to go in and take out the perpetrator? Not really. Did he have to beat them so hard they had to call an ambulance? Not really. 

Did that stop him from doing any of those? Not at all. 

Call it whatever you want, but something made him make sure that the captor wouldn’t be able to hold people hostage any time soon. Yet clean and restrained enough that he wasn’t about to get in too much legal trouble. 

So as the ambulance checked up on those involved, Simon sat next to Cece, having put his overcoat over her shoulders. 

“Contact in 3...2...1.”

Simon made his intention known from the get-go, for the both of them to be prepared before he let his hand rest on top of hers, watching her for her reaction. She did seem hesitant of making contact: he’s just not sure if she refrained for his sake or hers. 

Klavier can’t help it but chuckle when Cece squeaked.

List 5-10 (or more!) things your muse has on them at all times – whether it’s in their pockets, their wallet, their bag, etc. Tag 10 other people!

Muse: Naoto Shirogane

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Wallet

Cellphone

Handgun 

Calendar

Portable charger

Manga/Comic book of her recent favorite 

“What kind of trainer are you?” Ema asked the other woman, trying to sound intense and confident. She was not entirely sure that she succeeded at the latter, but by gosh was she going to try. “A scientist or something? I’ve never battled a scientist before. Just myself! And I can’t battle myself because that’s just confusing. So- So...” She trailed off, starting to worry that she had come off as mean.

Deika checked her choker, set volume, what she was going to say and took few deep breath before aproaching other. Most of prosecutors were intimitading, so she had to at least try it too.

“I want to make it clear mistress. From what I heard, you’re defense attorney in my next case that’ll happen in court next week. I’m not going to let you get non-guilty verdict. I checked all info about suspect, he already have few similiar crimes and I have solid evidence.” Prosecutor pointed at Cecily, managing to keep voice calm and clear.

Yet soon bit of confidence started to disappear, since she started to realise... She wasn’t sure if she’s talking to right person. Girl didn’t really remember who was against her, though that was reason she decided to do intimidation trick week before, so she won’t forget. Her hand moved back as doubt creeped up on her face.

I made a personal moodboard for my friendship squad on discord~

This moodboard is dedicated to:

Athena ( @fidcliitas / @cykestbh ) (aka my platonic life partner ;3)

Delfina ( @blindjustixe / @delphineledauphin )

McKayla ( @twistedprodigies / @nellietrelawney )

You three are amazing and I love running the moodboards blog with you three. And I love how our server to organize the blog turned into a small group of friendship for the four of us.

She was relieved to hear she hadn’t interrupted Hitomi or butted in any of her cases. She’d heard from Sae, her superior that she’d had a lot of requests lately and had been concerned of her being another one of the contestants. She had no idea none of the others were being defended at all - maybe it had been a matter of personal businesses? Anyhow, it wasn’t her business. She was here for the cases she needed to deal with and nothing else. Naoto sat on the seat opposite of the defense lawyer and smiled ta her neutrally while digging her bag to get the needed files. If she was to get her message across she needed to present evidence in a correct time - that was how she’d managed to succeed in the detective industry and this business in general. 

“You see... one of my clients at Detectives needs a defense lawyer. She isn’t one of the victims of Thieves but instead a corrupted criminal who has framed her.” Naoto handed Hitomi the file about the main details and how the woman in question had apparently broken into that apartment. More like it was a polar opposite. The detective knew that man knew no boundaries when it came to trying to get rid of the people who opposed him. The case file was followed with an explanation that she was most likely to be blamed due to her hiring Naoto to double check if the legal businesses were fine in the company she was working. 

“My… sunglasses?” Cece raised an eyebrow, wondering what Simon could ever mean.

“I don’t usually wear sunglasses, unless it’s a situation in which I think it’s better to hide my eyes, but that happens rarely.” Cece shrugged “Even without them, you’d be surprised about the number of people who don’t realize I’m blind until I straight up tell them.”

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but from my experience, blind people often either wear sunglasses or just keep their eyes shut entirely.”