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The Suns That Were Stolen [Complete]

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Melkire Melkire Find all posts by this user Gruff Gutterborn Murder Hobo Posts:2,470 Joined:Mar 2014 Character:Osric Melkire Server:Balmung Reputation: 505 Timezone:UTC+4 RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] | #9 11-14-2015, 08:34 PM The sergeant swallowed as a deputy helped Mikh’a down off the stand in time for the bailiff to lead the man himself up to the stand. He took a seat, rolled some tension out of his shoulders, and gave Eva his best grin. Sans shite-eating, of course; that wouldn’t have done for this crowd. As Mikh’a retreated from the stand, he lingered while passing Dieter and lifted a small hand to rest it on his arm. “...I’m sorry.” he said quietly. “That you’re so angry. If you ever want to talk you can come to the house and have some cookies with me and talk… if you want.” And then he drifted past to take his seat again. Dieter turned in his chair with wide eyes and stared. His lips quivered as though he were about to bark an obscenity… but the portly prosecutor mastered himself and turned back to the trial at hand. The Elezen cleared her throat, “Sergeant Melkire, I believe we’re all eminently familiar with your record by now. As I do not wish to put the bench to sleep, I’ll refrain from going over the basics.” She smoothed down her coat. “Do you have any association with the white haired association who is presumed to have killed the victims in this trial?” Osric threw back his head and chuckled. “I do.” The crowd filled with murmurs, and the judges leaned forward along the bench. “Well then.” Evangeline nodded. “Could you explain to the court what that association consists of?” “Under pain o’ death - that o’ m’self and m’wife, then m’fiance - I was commanded by Jin’li Epinoch t’attempt an assassination upon the sultana herself. A crime, I might add, that I’ve been pardoned for. Anyroad... to aid me in the endeavor, he assigned a number o’ fellow professionals t’me. One o’ those was a white hair by name o’ Blizzard Yuko. We tried, we failed, we were imprisoned together, we escaped together… ‘n’ then I threatened him. Told his arse t’flee Thanalan ‘n’ not return.” Evangeline blanched at this retelling. An attempt on the sultana? Not only that, but he helped another assassin escape? She coughed nervously. “W-well… how long ago was that? Have you had any contact with him since?” “A cycle ago, perhaps a tad more. Before I joined the Red Wings. I saw him once more a moon or so after the Lazarov case was closed.” “And what was the nature of this meeting?” “He wanted the coin he was owed.” Evangeline could feel sweat trickling down her back. “W-why did you owe coin to an assassin?” “Wasn’t I,” Osric explained with a wink. “Yuko came t’collect a debt he felt he was owed. Two million. From Epinoch.” She sighed in relief, “The man who… forced you into this situation. Very well. Was that the extent of the meeting?” “Aye. I gave him a paltry sum and turned him away” Evangeline blinked. “Y-you paid him for attempting to kill the Sultana?” “I paid him t’leave and never return, t’never work in the Jewel… or Thanalan… again.” She nodded slowly, “Could you then explain, to the court, the packages you’ve been sending to Limsa?” Osric opened his mouth and paused for a moment. “....ah. Those. Well. Um. They weren’t for my mother.” Evangeline wondered if it might be better to let this one lie… if she doesn’t ask the question, though, Dieter would. “Who were they for, Sergeant?” “...I owed a lass. A Keeper. She did me a favor once, but… it cost her. I cost her.... a lot. I was… makin’ amends.” “Did this favor involve killing three men?” “No. I merely wished t’know whether I was still on record with the Maelstrom as a convict. She has… had… connections. She asked around. She got me an answer. That was all.” Evangeline sighed in relief, “Very well. So for the last, you had every chance to escape this situation Sergeant. Why did you remain for this trial?” Osric had the grace… or lack thereof… to look surprised. “Was the right thing t’do.” Evangeline smiled. “The right thing to do.” She nodded to the bench, “No further questions.” The sergeant smiled back.

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The Suns That Were Stolen [Complete] - by Melkire - 09-09-2015, 10:14 PM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 09-11-2015, 02:20 PM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 09-27-2015, 12:06 AM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 09-28-2015, 09:04 AM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by McBeefâ„¢ - 09-28-2015, 01:06 PM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by McBeefâ„¢ - 09-29-2015, 11:58 PM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 10-06-2015, 01:53 PM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 10-14-2015, 08:03 AM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 11-14-2015, 08:34 PM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 11-22-2015, 04:38 AM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 11-27-2015, 04:58 AM RE: The Suns That Were Stolen [Story] - by Melkire - 12-12-2015, 04:13 PM

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