Post by love love guilty on Oct 3, 2019 21:13:36 GMT -5
It's a little past three in the morning. Klavette's emergence is punctuated with heavy bass, and the sound quickly stops when the door behind her is closed. She checks her phone again, her ride should almost be here.
Post by Apollo Justice on Oct 3, 2019 21:27:36 GMT -5
As if on cue, A slick, black sports car pulls up to the curb beside Klavette. The man in the drivers seat leans over and opens the door for her before settling back into his seat. The interior of the car is very clean, with leather seats and a very gentle smell of mint in the air. The driver looks to Klavette.
Post by love love guilty on Oct 3, 2019 21:46:38 GMT -5
Klavette piles in, hugging her blazer around her shoulders. She brings the smell of perfume and alcohol with her, almost immediately overwhelming the car.
" Ahh--ah, oh. You're one of those hot drivers. D-Do you mind? I love... hot drivers. " She flashes her phone, it's in one of those oversized cases in the shape of a bat.
Post by love love guilty on Oct 3, 2019 22:24:28 GMT -5
" 'course you don't, ja ~ who would turn down that? You know... hee. " She giggles sloppily, aiming the phone at the driver. Click! Satisfied, she starts pawing through her purse.
" Ah--take me--home. But take the long way - can you do that? " That means some extra pay on his part, so why not? The location for home should already be in Apollo's GPS, fortunately.
Post by Apollo Justice on Oct 3, 2019 22:36:03 GMT -5
"Sure thing."
After getting the address popped up on his GPS, and selecting a longer route than the fastest one, he begins to pull out from where he is parked and just starts driving. His focus staying on the road, He reaches down to the travel mug in his cup holder and takes a sip of the beverage in it, soon putting it back down after the sip.
Post by love love guilty on Oct 3, 2019 22:50:04 GMT -5
Fortunately for the driver, it seems like she - like most passengers - is more concerned with their phone than the driver. It's a good moment before she finally shifts in her seat, scrutinizing him with an half-lidded eyes and an airy sigh.
" You know - you've got such a steely demeanor. Ah - you must drive around stars all day - that's why you're so, cool. Is that it, Herr Celebrity Chauffeur? " Well, it's not like someone like her would be using something more sus...
" I bet you love--this job. Driving around cute women in your hot car... "
Post by love love guilty on Oct 3, 2019 23:27:31 GMT -5
" Pfhh. As if. I hate those stupid bitches. Stupid... clout chasing, coat clinging...-- " Klavette, always with the highest praise to the people she goes out on the town with.
" These... these people, Herr Justice - you don't mind if I call you that, do you? These people, they think that they can roll up with you - ahh, it's always a 'coincidence', too - but they'll show up, bump elbows with somebody like... me - a few times, and think they're the next thing. Being seen with talent--doesn't make you talented... it's so stupid-- "
" I work hard ... Herr Justice. For everything that I have. I've w.. worked really hard. I don't... know why people think it's just so easy... "
" I-I know how it sounds. I'm not against helping someone, but people will only get close to you for opportunities. "
" Y-you know, that's why I liked him, he didn't care about any of that. H... he told me things like--like he wanted to join my band instead-- and--and it really felt like he meant it, because he didn't need the rub. "
Post by Apollo Justice on Oct 3, 2019 23:41:16 GMT -5
Yeah. That's a horrendous one. As he is listening, he wordlessly reaches into one of the compartments in between the front seats and offers Klavette some tissues, only peeking away from the road for a moment to see where he is reaching. Should he have asked? Probably not.
Post by love love guilty on Oct 4, 2019 0:00:34 GMT -5
" It doesn't m, make any sense. He was dead - I remember it. I remember the case, the verdict. I saw the body. He was gone. But then he rolls up years later? Saying he's fine? Starts talking about taking break when I was just--I was... " Klavette accepts the tissue, dabbing at her eyes.
" D-danke, Herr Justice. Aha... look at me, crying over some--guy. I should have more self-respect than that, shouldn't I? "
" Ahh... what if I was more like you, ja? Steely? "
Post by Apollo Justice on Oct 4, 2019 0:20:10 GMT -5
He blinks as a small thought crosses his mind...
She couldn't be talking about that case could she? The one where Gavin was turned into a grotesque art project?
but the thought is gone just as fast as it came.
"You are fine the way you are and it's only human to feel emotion."
They are stopped at a red light and his gaze finally lands on her, as if to emphasize what he is saying. His demeanor has by no means changed however. He directs his gaze back onto traffic.
Post by love love guilty on Oct 4, 2019 0:48:13 GMT -5
" You'd be surpised ~ " HappyBot wouldn't like that shade being thrown at him!
" Come on, Herr Justice... tell me about you ~ what gets your heart running and palms sweaty? You can't be this staunch all the time, ja? A sexy new car? " Klavette sinks in her seat, letting her blazer slide down her shoulders.
" Or maybe a pretty lady in the passenger's seat? " She asks, innocently sliding her thumb under the elastic of her stocking and giving it a snap.