[Fic: GW] The Night Club 17/?

Feb 22, 2008 00:52

Title: The Night Club 17/?
Fandom: GW
Rating: PG
Characters: Noin, Zechs, Dorothy, Quatre
Notes: ---> 16.

***

"So are we going to accept the case or not?" Noin asked. She was sitting behind a desk while Zechs lounged on a small couch in her office. As she spoke, she wrote a list of pros and cons of accepting the trial of the decade - the Quatre Winner murder case.

"I'm undecided," Zechs said. "Heero Yuy was probably behind Trowa Barton calling us."

Noin rolled her yes. "And no, you can not simply refuse because Quatre Winner is a good friend of Heero Yuy. I have no idea what keeps you two at arms length and frankly I don't want to know. I just wish you would act more like children than adults," Noin sighed.

Zechs stayed silent for several seconds. "He started it." Then he sat straight on the couch and faced Noin.

"Moving on," Noin muttered. "Defending Quatre would put us in the line of fire from Dekim."

"Pah, I'd to see him try," Zechs said. "We're the best lawyers in this city and we're actually obey the law. We're a rarity!"

"I'll cross that off the con list then," Noin murmured, writing something down. "Next up, the whole system is against us winning this case. Therefore it could be bad for our reputation."

"That's not really an excuse, is it?" Zechs questioned, looking up at with a raised eyebrow.

She shook her head and smirked. "Not really."

"The pro list?" Zechs said, stretching out of the couch again. "I imagine it's longer than the con list..."

"Quatre Winner is a good man and is obviously not guilty of the crime he is accused of," Noin recited and then smiled at Zechs. "Sounds pretty good?"

"Yes," Zechs nodded. "Still."

"He was arrested just as he was endorsing Relena Darlian as a mayoral candidate," Noin murmured. "You saw the footage. He seems to really believe in Relena."

"There is that," Zechs said. "I suppose we have to take the case on. For Relena."

Noin smiled ruefully. "Yeah, we do. For Quatre."

***

"You do realise that Zechs Merquise is mad?" Quatre quietly murmured to Dorothy. He was still a cell and had ditched his jacket. Judging from the way his fingers rapped against the bars of his cell, Dorothy noted, he was not taking imprisonment well.

"Yes, I do," Dorothy admitted. "But I hear he's much better now that he is on medication."

Quatre gave her a long look.

"And with the calming good influence of Noin, he's really much better," Dorothy rushed. "You haven't seen him in court! He's brilliant! A maverick who manages to crush half of my cases and who I deeply admire but love to give a good ass kicking. And he's taking on your case."

"You haven't seen him when he's having one of his episodes," Quatre said. "Entitlement complex much?

"I'm sure he had good reason," Dorothy said, rather evasively. Quatre narrowed his eyes at her suspiciously.

"Maybe," he said, still eying her with some distrust. "But I'm still not sure. My usual lawyers could handle this."

"They would lose. They're business lawyers, not criminal lawyers," Dorothy said, shaking her head. "Noin especially is an expert in law. Zechs just manages to convince people better."

"Seduce them more like it," Quatre said.

"If it works, it works," Dorothy said, beaming brightly. "If it gets you free - "

"It gets me free. I get it. I just wish I didn't have to do any of this," Quatre said.

"Which is why Dekim has to pay," Dorothy said, still smiling but looking very forbidding.

fic: gw, fic: all

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