"Haven't seen you pacing nervously in a while. Something on your mind, Athena?" Phoenix asked his young employee as he entered the lobby.
Athena turned her attention to her boss. "Oh, hey boss. Yeah, kinda. I feel like I have a good understanding of the case, but it really bothers me not knowing who the prosecutor is."
Phoenix crossed his arms and gave the young redhead a concerned look. "You weren't able to find out yesterday?"
Athena shook her head. "All I found out is that it's a new guy at the Prosecutor's office, but that he has a bit of a reputation. It has me a bit worried, y'know?"
Phoenix gave his best smile. "I really don't think you have much to worry about. I've looked over the files myself and you should have no problem proving Miss Knightley innocent."
The yellow clad girl exhaled a large sigh. "I sure hope you're right."
Finally, the door to the courtroom opened and a bailiff stepped in. "Defense, the trial will commence shortly. Please make your way to the courtroom."
"Well, only one way to find out. C'mon." Phoenix replied to the girl with a smile.
The two lawyers made their way to the bench just as the Judge made it to his chair and banged his gavel.
"Court is now session for the trial of Sarah Knightley. Is the defense ready?" The Judge asked in his usual booming voice.
"The defense is as ready as it will ever be, Your Honor." Athena replied, one hand on the bench and another on her hip.
The Judge nodded. "Very good, and the prosecution?"
All eyes in the courtroom turned to look at the prosecutor's bench, only to find it empty.
"Hm? It seems the prosecution has not even arrived. Under the4se circumstances, the trial cannot proceed."
What gives? Athena thought to herself. Does this mystery prosecutor even exist? What kind of newbie prosecutor is late for their first-
HOLD IT!
Athena's thoughts were cut short by a loud and heavily accented voice echoing through the room. Looking in the direction of the voice, Athena found herself looking at a tall, redheaded man, wearing a silver suit with what appeared to be a tie made of chainmail and a sleeve of medieval armor on his right arm!At the man's waist, he had a sword sheathed.
Athena began to sweat. A sword in court? This guy must be a friend of Simon's.
The mystery man slowly made his way to the prosecutor's bench and looked at the Judge. "Forgive me for my lateness, milord. As I am new to the city, finding the courthouse proved more difficult than I imagined. Nevertheless, I am here, and I am ready."
The Judge stared at the man in wide-eyed shock. "You are… The prosecutor for this case?"
"That is correct." The man pulled his blade from its sheath and held in front of him, seemingly in some form of salute. "Prosecutor Zacharias Barnaham is ready, milord!"