Dream ✍ 006

[chose_death]

Effects: Severe irritation.
Warnings: ...... Some blood and implied adult situations?

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[hides_thedagger]

[Oh, there is a very very smug smirk on his lips]

What a nice dream, Inspector.

[Half naked Naomi, his brothers escaping and the sinister man finally unmasked for his corrupted justice. Sounds like the perfect day to Dastan]

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[Dastan, in stark contrast to his smug smirk, receives a dark, sullen, cold glare in response. It is just the man that Javert wanted to hear from least, yet he knew the call would come. Here to enjoy the Inspector's humiliating display, doubtless.]

Of course, [pronounces Javert coldly without a dash of emotion through clenched teeth.] You.

It is very predictable.

[hides_thedagger]

[Oh you. You are making the Prince's day.]

I suppose so, yes. Just like it would have been predictable to see you do the same would I have been in your shoes.

[Don't deny it, Javert. You would have enjoyed a dream like this by Dastan]

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Dream content is not governed by law. It is your private property. Why would I have a care what you fantasize by night? It does not interest me much.

[scientize]

[It is at this terribly inconvenient time that Naomi Hunter, completely oblivious to the conversation going on, rolls partially over onto the man who is currently sharing her bed. She throws a bare arm and leg over him carelessly, her dark-haired head snuggling up against Javert.

There's the softest of mumbles before she's out again.]

[hides_thedagger]

[Though it irks him to no end, Dastan ignores Naomi for the moment. His anger is still well present, but clearly directed at Javert, even if he is still smirking]

Is it, really? Because you of all people seem so prompt to take its content to heart and as truth about one's character.

[After all, the man seems to accuse his brothers solely based on their dreams and on the actions they had taken in their worlds, not on the reasons.]

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[The assassins' reasons for murdering people make not difference to Javert. Murder is murder; there is no acceptable excuse for loss of life outside of wartime or the unyielding blade of justice. Javert absently wraps a firm arm around Naomi, readjusting her position in the slightest of ways to prevent his side from cramping.]

Don't misunderstand! [The tone is abrupt, low, and cold.] Dreams are not useful evidences for arrest. That won't hold in a legal court. I do abide by that.

[His large hand rests at the nape of Naomi's neck, brushing her hair out of the way.]

That is to say nothing about dreams and insights into one's character.

[scientize]

[The woman releases the softest of happy noises at the man's touch but doesn't stir any further.]

[hides_thedagger]

...Truly, then. [He'll stay unconvinced of that]

I find it worrisome to know that people of the law are basing their judging of characters on dreams and fantasies that might have nothing to do with one's personality.

[But then again, he's not entirely surprised by it either, seeing that Javert often quickly jumps to conclusions.]

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There is nothing troubling with it.

[It is an abrupt, imperious remark back.]

Police are employed to be suspicious of others. And dreams are not permitted for court evidence. Judging one's character is for little more purpose than... personal knowledge, you understand.

[hides_thedagger]

Even if that knowledge may be crooked from a dream that stems from nothing more than one's imagination or fantasy?

[Not everyone that dreams of killing people are murderers after all. Dastan mentally shakes his head. Why is he trying to have a conversation with the man when he knows nothing he says will ever change the Inspector's opinion on him? Not that he really cares about what Javert thinks of him, really.]

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[Javert rolls his eyes with no small amount of irritation.]

Think what you please. I am tired of this argument.

[Click! He hangs up.]