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“This is preposterous! Should we move the Defense and Prosecution also as they are also biased?” Edgeworth shook his head. “This needs to go to trial. There is an obvious crime here with a guilty party that needs to be convicted.”
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Sephiroth stumbled out of the shower after he was washed off and clean, sitting on the bed to dry himself. Only now was he properly awake, and now that he was awake enough, he also realised just how hungry he was.
He got changed into his clothes for the day, heading down the stairs. “Mm, nobody is cooking.” He frowned.
“I would like to remind his honour that if a judge’s position is compromised in any given trial, it is his job to remove himself from the trial. It is my understanding that the judge lost a cousin due to the acts of the dragons. Hence, he cannot be found as unbiased in these manners and cannot judge fairly,” Seferia continued without missing a single beat.
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Jenna rolled her eyes at Sephiroth before she offered the bowl of cereal to him. “I don’t think you can expect a cooked breakfast every single day.”
“Then I suggest the recruitment of another judge.” Edgeworth objected. “The prosecution requests this because there isn’t even a trial to run if we do not have some kind of formal adjudicator to watch over this trial.” He folded his arms, tapping his finger against his arm, glaring.
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“I wanted bacon…” Sephiroth dug a spoon into his food anyway.
“As with the situation with the jury, there is an implausibility of finding a judge that will be impartial in this manner and will try with a fair and open mind,” Seferia reminded the court. “Either way, a mistrial must be called, for one cannot call for a new judge without calling for a mistrial.”
Meanwhile, Dimitri stared at Seferia before he looked up at Edgeworth. After a few moments, he gently tugged on the man’s sleeve before he whispered out, “Can she really be doing this?”
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“Well, you don’t get bacon. So, get over it, Seph. Now, eat so that we can get going,” Jenna told her husband. As he ate, she moved to the doorway so that she could prepare to leave.
Edgeworth was growling with rage now, and his knuckles were white as he had his hands balled into tight fists. Still, he kept calm and composed as he spoke again.
“There is an easier resolve than to dismiss the case. We do not need to call a mistrial to find another judge, your honor.” He stated cooly. “The more simple alternative would be to call another continuance for an unspecifed amount of time until another suitable judge is found.”
“This issue needs to go to trial properly, there is no denying that.” He frowned. “To call a mistrial on such devious crimes and to dismiss the case entirely would be a blatant disregard for justice. The crime was comitted on our territory and should be treated as such.”
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Sephiroth watched Jenna, then frowned and stuffed his face. As much as he would have wanted bacon, he knew the cafeteria at work wouldnt be open this early and that he would be starving until lunch.
He practically inhaled the rest of his food and headed out the door.
The judge lowered his head as he pondered over the various arguments. With time, he looked at both the defense and the prosecution before he spoke out, “I have pondered over the issues presented today, and I must concede to the requests of the defense. Based on the fact that there will be no due process in the manner of a trial lead by myself, I must remove myself from the trial and call for a mistrial. Your offices will be contacted when another hearing will be ready on the manner.”
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Jenna chuckled at Sephiroth before she moved to walk behind him. As she followed him, she announced to him, “You could have taken your time to at least chew your food, Seph. I was not in that much of a hurry.”
Edgeworth grumbled at the verdict and tidied his paperwork, dumping the folder onto Dimitri’s lap. “What a waste of time.” He muttered as he headed out the door.
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“Chew my food? Phh. How time consuming.” He mused. “We have to get going.” He headed outside to his motorcycle, climbing onto it. “Do you want to walk, or ride with me?”
Seferia walked past Edgeworth just as he was leaving the room. As she passed by him, she calmly stated to him, “As the humans state, check-mate. Not to be expected from a creature with such a small mind.”
With that said, she walked past him to leave the court house all together.
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“And miss a chance to grope your perfectly sculpted abdomen? I think not,” Jenna stated with a smile firmly planted on her lips. So, she climbed onto the back of Sephiroth’s bike before she wrapped her arms about his waist.
“I could report you for that kind of behaviour, and get you disbarred. Your attitude is borderline corrupt.” Edgeworth hissed back at Seferia.
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“Firmly sculpted abdomen containing the breakfast you just fed me.” He smirked as he rode off towards work, speeding well over the speed-limit. He reached the ShinRa building not long after and got off the bike again, smirking.
“I hope you enjoyed the ride.”
“I am backed by powers much higher than you can possibly imagine, human. Now, I have duties that I must attend to,” Seferia announced as she continued to walk away.
Meanwhile, Dimitri frowned as he listened to the conversation before he looked up at Edgeworth again. Sighing, he muttered, “We lost before it even started?”
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Jenna scoffed at Sephiroth as she hopped off the bike. Grinning, she spun around to face him, “You call that fast. Heh, I’ve seen mopeds travel faster than that.”
Soon after, she winked at him before she moved ahead toward their office. However, upon spotting Noemi at Sephiroth’s office door, she slowed down to stare at her.
Sephiroth shook his head. “Don’t get on the ride next time if you are going to complain about it.” He sighed. “I didn’t want to get arrested on the way to work.” He stepped into the office, frowning as he saw Noemi.
“Do you have an appointment?”
Edgeworth snorted. “There’s no way we could have won it in the first place, with such perversion of justice in consideration.” He shook his head. “What I do not understand is… if she was intending that all along, why did she not just plan a jail breakout from the beginning or similar?”
Noemi looked up as she heard Sephiroth’s voice before she respectfully bowed to him. As her head was lowered, she started speaking, “No, I do not have an appointment, chief of military and security, Sephiroth. However, I come with news concerning the procedures you had requested for your son. My doctors have informed me that they feel that your son is old enough for us to attempt the surgeries that you requested.”
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Dimitri glanced back toward the court room before he looked up at Edgeworth and shrugged. “I don’t know… Maybe some sort of honor code? I don’t exactly have the ability to read minds…”
“Oh… oh that…” Sephiroth’s tone was initially one of surprise, then realization as the words sunk in. “I see… I had completely forgotten.” He tensed. “Very well – if you want to take him with you to perform some kind of rejuvenation technique, I am happy to hand him over. Please let me know if there is anything we need to do in order to prepare.”
Noemi nodded at Sephiroth, “I apologize for taking so long to get back to you on this manner. However, there are risks involved in the surgery, and we felt that it was not proper to put him at risk until he was properly developed. Now.. I think we should move into your office so that you can go over these risks properly.”
Sephiroth shook his head and sighed. He slipped into his office, holding the door open for both Noemi and Jenna so that they could come inside. Once they were in the room he shut and locked the door, speaking in a low voice, almost sounding defeated. He had not wanted to talk about this subject again so soon, but he knew he had to.
“All right…” He frowned at Noemi. “We’re in here, for privacy purposes. Please explain all that you know.
Noemi gratefully nodded as she was escorted into the office. Once inside, she sat down in a chair that sat opposite of Sephiroth’s desk before she held out a tablet-like pamphlet that was common for her culture.
“As you should know, the procedure that you have requested of my staff is brain surgery. We will be removing damaged brain cells and replacing them with implants. This sort of procedure normally isn’t done to a boy as young as your son… However, it can be done.
“The risks are that the surgery itself may possibly injure his brain even more than what it started with. That is always a risk with these sort of procedures. There is also very little documentation as to how well an implant will work with a developing brain. It may, actually, hinder his ability to develop and learn properly.
“Thus, I must implore you to carefully consider this before sending him to the care of my staff.”
Sephiroth sat down behind his desk and reached out to take the tablet from the other. He glanced down at it while he carefully listened to what she said. He gave her gentle nods throughout her explanation though his expression did not look pleased at any point.
Halfway through he lifted the tablet up for Jenna to see, thrusting it into her hands so he would not have to look at it any more.
“What is the projected success rate of this?” He asked, his voice quiet and thoughtful.
“As I said, this sort of procedure is normally not done on one so young. There is also the risk that the nanites will not be accepted by his body. However, rejection seldom happens. Without clear data.. I can only give you my best guess on his chances. I would have to state that the chance that there would be absolutely no complications would be around… 65 percent,” Noemi explained.
Meanwhile, Jenna took the tablet so that she could look it over. She lowered her head as she read through what the procedure entailed. However, for now, she remained silent.
“Sixty-five percent…” Sephiroth mumbled aloud, repeating what Noemi had said. “That’s more than half. Not much more, but still…” The silver-haired General let the statement linger in the air for a few moments longer as he was silent, debating the options.
His attention shifted upwards to his wife, his expression one of hopelessness as he wondered if she had a more complete decision or answer to the issue at hand than he did.
“What do you think?”
Jenna glanced down at the pamphlet again before she frowned with frustration. Soon after, she set it down on Sephiroth’s desk before she looked him in the eye. ~I think that no matter what we choose today, our son will suffer through his life. This procedure that this woman is suggesting is not a single-time event. It says that he’ll basically need monthly or even weekly check-ups… No matter what, he’ll be a “special case”.~
Sephiroth sighed, lowering his head further, almost as if admitting defeat. A tired sigh escaped him as he rubbed his face with his hands, and he pondered the options again over in his mind.
“Are there any benefitst to holding this off until later…?” He mumbled. “Let’s say we allow this child to grow to five years of age. Would the prospected chance of success go down, or would it go up further because he would be older?”
“The chances of complications will lower with age. However, you also risk the chance of loosing a window of opportunity for him to learn. I’ve reviewed the general declarations of your son’s condition, autism among other things, and without treatment, he’ll have a stunted learning curve. So, the decision is yours,” Noemi advised. She didn’t want to push the couple in any direction, for she knew that the choice had to be difficult.
“It looks like one of those now-or-never things…” He glanced at Jenna again, thinking hard. *”Does an immortality bond work on somebody that young? If I bound him to somebody and something went wrong… we could just.. you know….”*
He hissed again, not liking the situation at all.
~How should I know the answer to that one, Seph? It is not like immortality is passed out left and right with no reason at all… Do you intend on making our entire family immortal?~ Jenna responded. Her mind was full of confusion, for she didn’t know what Seph’s plans with immortality might end.
Meanwhile, Noemi shook her head, “Well, no. It is not quite that urgent. However.. I would say that you would want to improve his ability to learn and process information sooner than later. Sadly, my culture doesn’t have to deal with this often. Most families who can afford these procedures are also able to find the defects well within time to abort the pregnancies. Those who can’t.. well, never do either choice.”
Sephiroth looked very unhappy, watching Jenna again as he leaned back in his chair. *”I want to run this by you… are you alright with it?”* He scowled. *”It looks like this time is our window of opportunity. If there is a chance that our son could have an easier more comfortable life, we should take it…”*
He sighed. *”You know my position. I’d like to know yours.”*
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