"....we can talk later." [he straightens--looking over to where Oswald is, once again, stalling for time]
"Ah...I wonder...."
[and he moves, wandering over to the other side of the defense's table--and frowns deeply, reaching out to curl his hand around her coffee mug. Elijah's face twists into something like determination, and after a long moment....it moves. It slides half an inch to the right.
Which his lawyer notices--and promptly shrieks. Oswald jumps in reaction, as does the judge, who's head whips over there ]
"Mrs. Kringle--whatever is the matter?"
"I-it moved! On its own! I-I can't do this, I'm sorry, I just can't--" [and before anyone can say or do anything, she's scrambling out of there, away from Edward and the court, the doors falling shut behind her.
There's silence in the courtroom for a solid moment]
"Ah....I'm surprised that actually worked." [Elijah looks startled, if exhausted, and somehow more...translucent than a moment ago.
The Judge, on the other hand, just sighs.]
"...well. Now that you, once again, no longer have a lawyer, Mr. Nygma, I'm afraid we're going to have to suspend the trial for another day." [they wave a hand at Oswald] "Sit down, Mr. Cobblepot. And maybe go deal with the rest of the trouble with your car. Dismissed! "
[and they bang their gavel, before getting up to leave]
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"Ah...I wonder...."
[and he moves, wandering over to the other side of the defense's table--and frowns deeply, reaching out to curl his hand around her coffee mug. Elijah's face twists into something like determination, and after a long moment....it moves. It slides half an inch to the right.
Which his lawyer notices--and promptly shrieks. Oswald jumps in reaction, as does the judge, who's head whips over there ]
"Mrs. Kringle--whatever is the matter?"
"I-it moved! On its own! I-I can't do this, I'm sorry, I just can't--" [and before anyone can say or do anything, she's scrambling out of there, away from Edward and the court, the doors falling shut behind her.
There's silence in the courtroom for a solid moment]
"Ah....I'm surprised that actually worked." [Elijah looks startled, if exhausted, and somehow more...translucent than a moment ago.
The Judge, on the other hand, just sighs.]
"...well. Now that you, once again, no longer have a lawyer, Mr. Nygma, I'm afraid we're going to have to suspend the trial for another day." [they wave a hand at Oswald] "Sit down, Mr. Cobblepot. And maybe go deal with the rest of the trouble with your car. Dismissed! "
[and they bang their gavel, before getting up to leave]