06-15-2024, 02:37 AM
== Un tonto y su libertad pronto se separados timeline ==
Nathan couldn’t help but give one more sorrowful look to his friend, especially after Tyra declared her feelings. There was so much that he’d gone through with Ben, and it was hard to think that his friend was going to end up paying for it all in the end. In reality, Nathan thought for sure it would be himself taking the fall for Ben or Tyra, not the other way around. Or, be dragged into something where all three of them wouldn’t get out from. The only thing that Nathan could truly hope for now was that whoever was going to be representing Ben was good. Like, real good.
“Well, it certainly is.”
Turning to face the interloper, Nathan could already tell by the air of confidence she carried with her who she was. Several things occurred in his mind all at once, a few of them had different emotions, while some of them were reflexes that he had to tamp down to prevent a verbal explosion. Even her little arraignment of them meeting altogether proved Nathan’s initial response and feelings. However, he did recognize that she wasn’t wrong. Ramius had said as much only moments ago. Though to have it parroted back to him by a lawyer made him silently grind his teeth a little.
This lawyer’s mention of listening devices also brought a refreshed glaring expression onto Nathan’s face. Of course there might be listening devices. Hell, there were usually listening devices upon listening devices. Though he’d been careful not to say anything that couldn’t be easily explained away. After all, they already knew about Pomn. They also knew more than they let on, but Nathan didn’t give them anything they didn’t already know. And what they didn’t know, Ramius dodged around it. It had been hard for him. Nathan rarely, if ever, lied. He could when the situation warranted it, like during a mission, or in a game of poker. Which was actually a boon during the latter, because his face looked the same bluffing as it did telling the truth. There was one person in the room with them that never needed to ask Nathan for candor and veracity; and that was Tyra. There was just something about his relationship with her, where he told her anything and everything if it related to a mission or their chosen careers. It was a curse sometimes, though Nathan supposed he did so because he already felt that Tyra could read him like an open book.
“I know this isn’t a good situation, and I know you are all friends. But I have to ask you to leave, now, so I can confer with my client on this case now. I know you have been questioned already, Lieutenant Ramius…”
Nathan’s mouth opened and was about to bark back, but the well timed production of a prop stopped him just long enough for her to continue. There was nothing on that PADD that had come from Nathan’s lips, not even a peep. In fact, he’d had a scan done to check his memory at the request of some brass asshole because Ramius had answered ‘I don’t recall’ a few too many times. It had been long ago, and it showed just how far they were dredging for material. Be that as it may, Nathan resolved himself to give whoever was building a case absolutely nothing that would help them, save perhaps if the judgmental lawyer representing Ben needed some information to make a good defense.
Tyra spoke next after Mackenzie Rabb had her say. While her words about Ben sounded harsh, Nathan did realize just how much emotion was behind them still. The slightest smirk came to Ramius’ face, and he did an almost imperceptible shake of his head to clear a thought away; whoever had to deal with Tyra for the rest of the day would definitely be in for it. When Tyra glanced back at Nathan, he nodded back at her answer. He didn’t drink that much, and even less since leaving the Artemis, but he definitely felt like at least a few were in order.
“If you need anything that I can provide that might help, but doesn't sink anyone,” Nathan was looking directly at Rabb, a determined face replacing the softer one he’d shown Tyra, “let me know.”
Swinging his head toward his friend, he gave Ben a respectful nod even though his eyes betrayed all of his feelings.
“Good luck Ben. Hopefully Lieutenant Rabb here is better than good and can turn the ship around for you.”
With that said, Nathan placed a hand at Tyra’s back and walked out in search of a strong liquor.
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Nathan couldn’t help but give one more sorrowful look to his friend, especially after Tyra declared her feelings. There was so much that he’d gone through with Ben, and it was hard to think that his friend was going to end up paying for it all in the end. In reality, Nathan thought for sure it would be himself taking the fall for Ben or Tyra, not the other way around. Or, be dragged into something where all three of them wouldn’t get out from. The only thing that Nathan could truly hope for now was that whoever was going to be representing Ben was good. Like, real good.
“Well, it certainly is.”
Turning to face the interloper, Nathan could already tell by the air of confidence she carried with her who she was. Several things occurred in his mind all at once, a few of them had different emotions, while some of them were reflexes that he had to tamp down to prevent a verbal explosion. Even her little arraignment of them meeting altogether proved Nathan’s initial response and feelings. However, he did recognize that she wasn’t wrong. Ramius had said as much only moments ago. Though to have it parroted back to him by a lawyer made him silently grind his teeth a little.
This lawyer’s mention of listening devices also brought a refreshed glaring expression onto Nathan’s face. Of course there might be listening devices. Hell, there were usually listening devices upon listening devices. Though he’d been careful not to say anything that couldn’t be easily explained away. After all, they already knew about Pomn. They also knew more than they let on, but Nathan didn’t give them anything they didn’t already know. And what they didn’t know, Ramius dodged around it. It had been hard for him. Nathan rarely, if ever, lied. He could when the situation warranted it, like during a mission, or in a game of poker. Which was actually a boon during the latter, because his face looked the same bluffing as it did telling the truth. There was one person in the room with them that never needed to ask Nathan for candor and veracity; and that was Tyra. There was just something about his relationship with her, where he told her anything and everything if it related to a mission or their chosen careers. It was a curse sometimes, though Nathan supposed he did so because he already felt that Tyra could read him like an open book.
“I know this isn’t a good situation, and I know you are all friends. But I have to ask you to leave, now, so I can confer with my client on this case now. I know you have been questioned already, Lieutenant Ramius…”
Nathan’s mouth opened and was about to bark back, but the well timed production of a prop stopped him just long enough for her to continue. There was nothing on that PADD that had come from Nathan’s lips, not even a peep. In fact, he’d had a scan done to check his memory at the request of some brass asshole because Ramius had answered ‘I don’t recall’ a few too many times. It had been long ago, and it showed just how far they were dredging for material. Be that as it may, Nathan resolved himself to give whoever was building a case absolutely nothing that would help them, save perhaps if the judgmental lawyer representing Ben needed some information to make a good defense.
Tyra spoke next after Mackenzie Rabb had her say. While her words about Ben sounded harsh, Nathan did realize just how much emotion was behind them still. The slightest smirk came to Ramius’ face, and he did an almost imperceptible shake of his head to clear a thought away; whoever had to deal with Tyra for the rest of the day would definitely be in for it. When Tyra glanced back at Nathan, he nodded back at her answer. He didn’t drink that much, and even less since leaving the Artemis, but he definitely felt like at least a few were in order.
“If you need anything that I can provide that might help, but doesn't sink anyone,” Nathan was looking directly at Rabb, a determined face replacing the softer one he’d shown Tyra, “let me know.”
Swinging his head toward his friend, he gave Ben a respectful nod even though his eyes betrayed all of his feelings.
“Good luck Ben. Hopefully Lieutenant Rabb here is better than good and can turn the ship around for you.”
With that said, Nathan placed a hand at Tyra’s back and walked out in search of a strong liquor.
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