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I beat Alan Shore!

Jan. 24th, 2008 | 01:53 am
mood: accomplishedaccomplished

I beat Alan Shore!

No, really, I'm serious!

It was positively brilliant, even though it's not likely he would have won this particular trial even if my argument hadn't been spot on. But, it's still a victory - against Alan Shore!

I can't believe I was nervous. Okay, I'm absolutely lying there.

Again, may I just say? I beat Alan Shore!

Is Denny actually telling people I kicked Alan's bum? Brilliant!

[OOC note:] Katie has a new layout! And, lots of new icons! Huzzah. And mr_colbert helped! Sort of! <3333

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#5: Sorrow

Jan. 13th, 2008 | 02:04 am
mood: melancholymelancholy

"There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it."
E.M.Forster, A Room With A View.

I’m not the sort of girl who likes to create trouble. It’s more that trouble tends to find me and with perhaps a mere bat of an eyelash, it tempts me into getting involved in matters that really aren’t my business. Case in point? Lorraine Weller, or, whatever her real name happens to be. Because, you see, I just so happened to overhear her while she was speaking with Denny and heard her mention that he really ought to dial 999. Well, I found that awfully peculiar as 999 is what we dial in England when there’s an emergency rather than the American number of 911. She seemed familiar to me somehow, though I couldn’t quite place her. I asked her about it, and she didn’t actually say a thing that would make my curiosities go away – though, I can’t actually blame her, as she’s the one who got into a spot of trouble as a result of my snooping.

I looked her up on Google and couldn’t really find anything. I found it rather odd that the internet’s best rated search engine couldn’t pull up a thing. I passed along my worries to Whitney who seemed much too eager – that assumption proved to be correct because she was able to get quite a bit of information from a friend of hers. Lorraine found out I was snooping, and she spun this elaborate tale about how she married a Muslim man but cheated. It was clearly an insane story, but she made me promise not to tell… however, the sheer lunacy of it was what led me to confide further in Whiney, which I really shouldn’t have done because having to endure her saying “fatwa” all day was quite nearly enough to make my brain implode. Don’t presume anything else meant by that statement – she’s quite a lovely person, though occasionally her voice can be a tad grating.

It turns out that Lorraine actually had to leave England due to a seedy matter of business she was involved in. It was quite taboo, but they didn’t press charges, so long as they didn’t hear of her again. She came to the states and assumed a new identity – one that hadn’t previously been compromised until I started to be curious. I can’t help but feel bad for that turn of events, though Lorraine isn’t entirely blameless in the matter as she was lying to us – though, I believe I only say that to take a wee bit of the blame off my shoulders as I do feel dreadful about it.

As a result of this situation, I’ve decided that perhaps I ought not meddle in the affairs of others – except when those affairs concern Jerry and cause him to sit under his desk. And really, it’s not as Leigh was even a bit of good for him; she’s absolutely raving mad, and Jerry shouldn’t sell himself short and just assume that simply because he has a few ticks that he ought to settle for the mentally impaired! I don’t believe he happens to be upset with me though. He danced with me at the Christmas party, so as far as I’m aware, he wasn’t hurt at all by my frustration with him – though, he did need to go take a nappy, which I’ve heard he did so under Mr. Sack’s desk. There’s truly enough trouble in this world without me going around stirring up any myself. But, I do feel absolutely, immensely dreadful for exposing Lorraine’s secrets.

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Jan. 6th, 2008 | 01:52 am
mood: calmcalm

Let me first go ahead and apologize in advance if you see this post pop up a couple of times. I'm posting it in my character journals. I don't have too many, but for people like alan_shore & mr_colbert, they'll have to scroll a lot! :)

Well, I've been on hiatus, and I just haven't been able to post here yet. And, by here, I mean my muse journals. It's been a weird month. I was in a very bad car accident on December 11th. My car is completely totaled, and I've been recuperating. I'm very lucky in that I didn't break anything - I had some nasty bruises and walking has been a tad painful, but I'm about 99% better.

So? I'm in the process of getting everyone caught up. I'm planning to get topics written this week and come off hiatus. It's a work in progress. If I've missed anything really neat? Or, if there's something you need one of my characters for? Comment or shoot an email to senshi[dot]saturn[at]gmail[dot]com (or to my personal email, if you have it).


cross-posted to: ilookgreat, most_amazing, lovely_damage, dontcallmekitty & blurbinprogress

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#4: Control

Nov. 30th, 2007 | 06:17 pm
mood: blahblah


Control leaves her in uncertain footing. If one holds control, then there's logically the possibility of slipping, tripping, stumbling, and thereby losing it. It's a strange feeking that weights heavily against her, threatening to crush her. In a normal setting, she remains unphased, but within the walls of the courtroom, she can feel her knees quake and threaten to give out.

She has a nervous tick every so often - tucking her hair behind her ears, biting her lip, studying her nails with in an unhealthy though studious manner. They help her cope in moments without the ability to gain the upperhand. She finds it easy to regain her composure if lost - unless she's kicked while down, in which case she doesn't feel it's necessary to instantly regroup. But, control, that tends to escape her.

When she's pushed hard enough, she has moments of breakthrough - moments of clarity and perfection, able to argue any point with little to any difficulty. But, more often than not, she finds herself standing entirely too close to the table, reaching with her nearest hand to steady herself, praying not to faint. Everyone has a weakness; hers is simply a need for control, perhaps included with an instruction manual.

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#3: Intrigue

Nov. 4th, 2007 | 11:13 pm
mood: shockedshocked


There was a certain degree of intrigue when I caught the look of innocence in his eyes, and perhaps that was what caught me off guard. He wasn’t a lesson or a textbook example of law or justice, yet I feel he should have been. Joseph Washington was a good, honest, innocent man. But apparently, things like “innocent until proven guilty” don’t count as they should in this country, because even when he was proved innocent, it didn’t matter – except in the negative aspect that it mattered enough for someone to murder him, simply because, without a true reason, but merely a notion derived from rumors, from hate.

Mr. Sack is right in that I shouldn’t have become as close, as attached as I was. But, Joseph needed to matter. He died without it mattering to anyone. Oh, everyone in that ridiculous little town feels a sense of relief, truly believing they can sleep better now, but they shouldn’t. I paid my respects, because he deserved my respect – moreover, he deserved their respect, but all he can receive is belated guilt.

I sincerely hope that his soul finds peace and a place of warmth and love, things that this world never afforded him, though he very truly deserved. Even my colleagues – Jerry aside, of course – believed him to be guilty of his crimes, both past and present. I believed him, but that didn’t get him very far. The only perceptions that changed were mine and Jerry’s. Did it matter to anyone else that this man had been punished, had served years of his life paying for a crime he didn’t commit? Did it matter that his charges were cleared, his slate cleaned? It only mattered for someone to kill him, and I’ve not yet found a way to feel anything but horrible.

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#2: Talk about something you've lost.

Oct. 24th, 2007 | 12:09 am
mood: worriedworried

Talk about something you've lost.

This may sound silly, I’m well and comfortably aware of that fact, but I’ve lost my safety net.

There was a certain degree of comfort while I was at university. Not many people find comfort in their studies, especially in law school at Harvard, but there was a degree of it there. I suppose it was that failure didn’t actually affect anyone’s life except my own. If I failed an assignment, then that only reflected poorly on me and consequently would affect my average and marks respectively. Losing a mock trial would hurt my pride, but it didn’t harm anyone else – no one’s life was changed drastically or even a bit, really, other than my own.

It’s different in the real world without the safety blanket. If I lose, then not only do I suffer, but my client will as well. That’s why my first case was so troubling. I had no doubt whatsoever in his innocence, but the odds against him were enormous. However, losing the case wasn’t acceptable, because he was innocent, deserving of his life and freedom because it was a brutal crime that he did not commit. Of course, these matters are explained to us in school, but passing the bar exam doesn’t actually affect anyone. It’s the moments after the bar examination, once you’ve obtained work, that other people become involved.

Sometimes it’s quite a bit troubling. I’ve not tried many cases at this point, but the ones I’ve done have been notable ones, certainly points of interest. I consider myself very lucky to have won, as they’ve been exceptionally difficult. But, I find that even one of my colleagues is beginning to become another safety net for me, which I find equally troubling as I’ve become something else to him entirely – and, consequently I’ve been honest with him and cleared that matter up, but it also makes me hesitant to allow him to become any sort of safety for me though I feel immensely close to him.

University certainly prepares you as well as can be expected, but there are certain aspects that I feel thoroughly unprepared for without something to catch me when I do inevitably fall.

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I'm a winner, yet I've nothing to do.

Oct. 11th, 2007 | 12:17 am
location: @ home, with laptop
mood: accomplishedaccomplished

I've won two cases. That doesn't sound nearly as impressive unless you take into consideration that I've only had two cases. Technically, the second one doesn't count as a case, per say, as it was a settlement, handled nearly entirely by Jerry. However, I'm something of a winner, and yet I've presently nothing to do.
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#1: If you could have any mutant/superpower, which one would it be & what would you do with it?

Oct. 6th, 2007 | 03:10 pm
mood: accomplishedaccomplished

If you could have any mutant/superpower, which one would it be & what would you do with it?

If you had inquired about this subject a day or so prior, then perhaps I would have asked for some sort of power to make a person tell the truth or make the truth reveal itself. That all would've been due to a case - and not just any case, mind you, but my first one which just so happened to be a highly-publicized murder trial - in which my client appeared as though a beast while being innocent of the crime for which he was charged. There are all sorts of details that I would love to discuss, but I'm afraid I cannot due to privilege and all. However, we - being Jerry and I, with much help from Mr. Shore Alan - won, so I suppose my answer to the inquiry at hand as changed accordingly, though my previous line of thinking would still be a rather useful gift to have in my field of work.

I must admit, I would rather like a dose of whatever sort of power Jerry has. I had wanted him to first chair on our case because he's absolutely brilliant with years of experience ahead of me - however, he wasn't comfortable due to his ticks of sorts and the client, for other reasons, would only have me. But, when Jerry did the closing? Let me first explain that I did achieve rather high marks at Harvard, otherwise Ms. Schmidt (yes, of Crane, Poole, & Schmidt) never would've considered me for the post at Mr. Crane's her firm. While I attended class, I assure you that I delivered several closings that we were worth each of those marks. But, the closing I would've given for this trial would have paled in comparison and likely wouldn't have won either the jury or the ultimately the case. However, Jerry delivered a closing that was both brilliant and moving; I must admit, it gave me goosebumps. So, in response to the query at hand, I'd rather like a bit of the magic that Jerry has, as it's quite splendid indeed.

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