[If Klavier's thinking that will fluster Apollo into coughing up the information, he's sadly mistaken. It's actually too bad Klavier can't see the smirk on Apollo's face right now, though he can probably imagine it with the smug tone he takes on just now.]
The defense would like to point out that the prosecution has no idea which apartment is his right now. Can't go around ringing the doorbell at 1AM if you don't have the address, can you?
None yet. [POINTEDLY ignoring that laugh, thank you very much.]
The police force seems the most reasonable. I guess I should accept that one before our free months run out. [A pause, then he adds, softly, and unexpectedly open:] It's no attorney position, but it's somewhat familiar, at least.
Ja, it seems like the concept of law is different here. If you decide to join the police or be a sweater model, I am sure our paths will cross. After all, there's a lot similar between showbiz and law.
That's Apollo, alright! He's sure learned a lot from Mister Wright even though he's only been working for a two years!
[ athena, why do you sound so happy... you're more of a novice than apollo is. ]
Anyway, just sit tight [ she brings out a plateful of spaghetti with meatballs (really giant meatballs, too) and serves it on the dining table. ] and eat up!
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If you're picking up the phone, I guess that means you're doing alright.
[AKA hi, this is your friendly neighbor check up.]
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[ He hopes you're still using his song as his ringtone! ]
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I can't be the only one thinking we should try to look out for the people we know.
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[ He thinks about who else he met. ]
The lovely Iris and of course you, my steadfast rival.
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[There's a pause as Klavier's words sink in.]
"As usual"... that must mean you already know Athena back home. [He grumbles.] Is everyone from home ahead of me?
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[ He gets his birthday earlier too, due to time shenanigans in Cerealia. ]
But no matter Herr Forehead, I'm sure you can be brought up to speed.
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...Mr. Wright made it sound like a lot of terrible things happened in the year I'm missing.
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[ Pause. ]
But there's no need to be thinking about that when we have other things to worry about here.
[ He's not going to mention the death of a certain person, or Apollo's outfit choices in the future. ]
There's no lawyers in this place, so they must have given you some alternative work, ja?
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And now there's another longer pause, which is not suspicious in anyway. At all.]
Yeah, they had a few suggestions.
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The defense would like to point out that the prosecution has no idea which apartment is his right now. Can't go around ringing the doorbell at 1AM if you don't have the address, can you?
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[ He'll let that statement sit there. Two can play at this game, Herr Forehead. ]
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Isn't that borderline illegal?
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[ He looked up nobody else though, so make of that what you will. ]
But none of this is linked to my initial question, which is regarding your employment.
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Joining the police force was one of my suggestions, too. And something about sweater modeling.
[Purposely leaving out the "nerdy" part, of course. There's no way he's making it that easy for Klavier.]
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[ Klavier laughs, because Apollo seemed like the least likely person to do any sort of modelling whatsoever. The police force job, he understood.
Not like Herr Forehead had a bad physique, he just seemed so camera shy. ]
And which did you take?
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The police force seems the most reasonable. I guess I should accept that one before our free months run out. [A pause, then he adds, softly, and unexpectedly open:] It's no attorney position, but it's somewhat familiar, at least.
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[ in klavier's mind, at least there is ]
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[There's a moment of silence, and then--]
You already accepted the job on the police force, didn't you? What's it like so far?
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And if you want some food, I made dinner, so please feel free to come over!
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[ With that, Klavier zooms to Athena's place, on his bike and is soon knocking on her door. ]
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I'm making dessert right now. Cookies!
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[ he's just gonna let himself in now, smiling all the while ]
You're still smiling, as always.
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[ SHE'S NOT A VERY GOOD COOK, sorry, klavier. ]
And I have to. It's what Mister Wright taught me.
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[ Don't mind him, he's just going to watch her potter around. ]
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[ athena, why do you sound so happy... you're more of a novice than apollo is. ]
Anyway, just sit tight [ she brings out a plateful of spaghetti with meatballs (really giant meatballs, too) and serves it on the dining table. ] and eat up!
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[ NOISE LEVEL 100% AGAIN.
He tilts his head at the meatballs, looking at them with a hint of suspicion. They're as big as a fist and he doesn't know whether ]
Ah... did you make these?
[ Are they edible? Anything to move away from the question of Apollo. ]
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there's something wrong with klavier—especially when apollo is brought up. ]
I did.
[ she looks him over, wondering if she should ask.
of course she should. she's nosy as hell. ]
Are you okay, Mister Gavin?
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[ He plays with his hair, involuntarily. And he takes the fork that's on the table and proceeds to be utterly fascinated by the food.
Despite looking the absolute picture of calm and his voice level, he's not sure whether it's enough to hide it from Athena. ]
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[ she cants her head and looks at him straight in the eye. ]
You can tell me.
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[ Klavier looks up from his plate, a little confused. What could she hear? ]
Discord? Over what?
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[ Cue the slight tinge of disappointment. ]
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Did you want something to happen between the two of you?
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Like what Apollo says, it'll be fine, alright? He'll come back, and you can tell him what you've always wanted to tell him.