Pre-Trial

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Hello Readers. Sorry this is so short, but think this chapter as the intro to the trial. I've been doing a lot of study recently in courtroom affairs (binge watching Law and Order: SVU for the 20th time... i'm addicted. And you probably guessed  if you watch TV shit in America ... no idea if it's showed anywhere else...it's also based off trials to match Fairy Tails rule system in the anime/manga... although i'm pretty sure it's going to be completely different... it's an excuse to be lazy for once instead of  an uptight, paranoid person with anxiety problems). 

Lexie~Doodle (anyone enthusiastic today? No, just me? Okay)

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Russet orbs glanced earnestly at the clock as her foot tapped against the marble floor. Today was the official starting (and hopefully only) date of the trial, and she: Lucy Heartfilia, was to be the first witness in the prosecution of Natsu's assailants. According to Makorav the charges being pressed are for Sexual Assault, Rape and Brutalization; therefore the whole team is obligatory as witness to express the first encounter regarding Natsu after his six year disappearance. She however had another crucial liability vis-a-vis her boyfriend: Describing the emotional and mental toll that the imprisonment had on the rosette.

Glancing over her shoulder she recognized Erza standing in a strict bleached blouse with a black skirt. The redheads tresses were done in a simple and neat bun; showing off her maturity in the situation. Chocolate eyes met coffee for a brief moment before the older woman nodded encouragingly. Turing her head back towards the front of the room she realized the counsel men had gestured for the court to take their seats. The blonde hurriedly tucked her dress before sitting in the empty chair, pushing a strand of blonde behind her ear. Rune knights escorted four men to the opposite side of the room in which they entered; the fifth already present. Apprehensivly she whipped her head back to look over her shoulder, scanning the room for her best friend. To what she thought was her luck he hadn't arrived yet, most likely being counseled by Kavinsky.

"Let the court session begin"

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