Medarda: Jayce...
*GAVEL SMACKING!*
Jayce is busy messing with his assistant, some cute redhead.
Medarda: JAYCE, PLEASE!!! Can I please have your attention, can we pick up where we left off?!
Jayce: Yes, dear?!
Half the court room laughs, me included. This guy can be an ass and nobody will bat an eye, he's marketing the next technological revolution, so I guess it's fair.
Now I wonder what Darius wants... considering he's one of Piltover's military allies and reputable defense contractors.
Medarda: Do you, or do you not possess specialized weaponry?
Jayce: No, I do not.
Medarda: You do not?
Jayce: What weaponry are you referring to?
Medarda: The hammer weapon, and many other of the Hextech experiments used to augment and/or enhance the great people of Runeterra.
Y/N whispers: Hammer?
Cait whispers: He created a shockwave hammer and right now he's fixing the power source problem... yeah, it could be dangerous if not in the right hands...
We tune back into the court setting.
Jayce: That's not how I would describe them.
Medarda: How would you describe it?
Jayce: It's... more high-tech prosthetics.
A few people snicker, mostly the other generals and guards.
Jayce: That's actually the most apt description I can make of it.
Medarda: It's a weapon, Mr. Jayce.
Jayce: Nuh-uh. See-
Medarda: No you-
Jayce: If your priority was actually the well-being of the Piltovian, or even the Runeterran citizen-
Medarda: My priority... is to get the Hammer weapon and all variations of Hextech turned over to the people of the United Runeterran Nations.
United Runeterran Nations... haven't heard that name in a while, is a collective of all nations that are at peace with one another. Right now, everyone's skittish, but they still all tolerate each other.
Jayce: Well, you can forget it. I am the defender of tomorrow, and the reason why Piltover is the city of progesss, my work and I are... one. To turn over my life's work would be to turn over myself, which is... tantamount to indentured servitude or prostitution depending on what region you're in.
Cait and I both giggle, then look at each other, nodding. I mean... yeah, he is right. People laugh with us...
Jayce: So, no, you can't have it.
Medarda: ORDER!!! Now, I'm no expert...
Jayce: Of course not, you're a damn representative of defense! I mean, come on...
They all laugh again, then the frustrated judge smacks his gavel-
*SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!*
Medarda: I'm no expert in weapons, but however this man is, I would now like to call General Darius, our current primary weapons contractor, a mind that's set on the safety of our people.
Jayce: Now, let the record reflect that I observed Darius when entering the chamber, and I wonder when an ACTUAL expert will also be in attendance.
Darius adjusts himself in his chair and looks over at Jayce, smirking like an evil dictator.
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Case Filed (K/DA x Male Reader)
FanfictionY/N, a detective, and a damn good one at that, has had multiple cases on his desk, and has solved them all the right way. With his partner Caitlyn, they are formidable, absolute professionals. Then, of course, in cliche fashion, he receives the case...
