Nakago 001

[seiryuu_warrior]

Who: Nakago and Javert
Where: The Courthouse (I believe so anyways...)
Style: Either!
Status: Closed

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[chose_death]

Inspector Javert was not a very pleasant man to approach, particularly when he was stuck behind a desk with a loathsome mountain of paperwork to complete. He accepted and performed all of his duties without question, that is certain, but that did not mean he clearly enjoyed every aspect of his work. He signed and dated yet another report with a permanent frown stamped deeply between his brows. Paperwork was a necessary evil, and Miles Edgeworth's absence meant more paper pushing for him. Undeniably, though, Javert was best suited and best-satisfied to the field, right in the middle of the action. His lofty physique gave him an advantage in the back-alleys of France, as did his relatively superior intelligence on such matters and his deftness in reeling in the worst of criminals with minimal violence. It was for this that Javert never intended to cross the modest line of 'Inspector' and into the upper echelons of Parisian police work, even if it were offered to him: he had no intention of spending his waking moments stuck as a pencil

[seiryuu_warrior]

This must be the man he was to see. Bowing his head politely, Nakago let the cold demand roll off of him. It hadn't bothered him in the least. Not when he'd experienced worse and done worse. Casually, he observed the interior of this place again. For future reference should he require such unnecessary knowledge

[chose_death]

"Of course," Javert muttered when the man revealed his identity, though it was unclear whether he directed it to Nakago or only to himself.

Whatever slight irritability he felt at the sudden interruption evaporated instantly, and Javert's characteristic calm resurfaced. But the Inspector's calm differed in several key dimensions from Nakago's well-mannered bow. His calm was cold as deadwood, soothing yet frightening all at once, lacking the polished manners evident in the blond man's greeting. But at the same time it carried a sense of authority and equanimity in its strictest form. The look in his eye reflected this curious intermingling of savage and nobility; it can be said that with that gaze, he weighed each observable factor carefully and judged

[seiryuu_warrior]

Nakago waited patiently for Javert to finish his observations. He noted how once his sudden arrival became part of the schedule, the man lost his irritation and regained his composure. It was easy to also note that they differed from each other in some way. This was not a concern though since such a thing could be valuable later.

When it was his turn to speak again, Nakago answer the question rather than showing concern about the lack of an answer he'd received.

"I am stronger than I look."

A statement of fact that somehow came off as modest. He would not brag about his strengths but instead leave a clue for more so that Javert could pick up on it if he so desired. It was possible to be confident without being cocky and he knew when to cross that line. Currently, it would not be appropriate. Nor would it aid him. He wanted the man to know that he was confident in his abilities but knew when to use them. That included mental, physical, and power.

Again, he fell silent as he waited for the man to speak again.