The Trial of Suu

[Chaz Cunnington]

The courthouse in Bilbousa, one of the major cities on Nal Hutta's surface, was a farcry from other, similar legal buildings on more prestigious worlds like Alderaan or Coruscant. In many ways, it looked like a shack; it was poorly kept, underfunded, and everyone in Hutt Space had reason to believe it was simply there for show. No trials taking place within it were, by any means, regarded as "fair." Such was to be the case with the trial of Suu (@Rimrald).

The courtroom was densely packed. Trials like this were spectacles for the public—entertainment, just lik everything else that happened on Nal Hutta and its moon, Nar Shaddaa. The accused stood in a wooden box directly opposite of the judge's bench, where he was shackled in place. A pair of Gammorean guards stood on either side of him, each wielding vibroaxes; another pair, with identical weaponry, flanked the entrance (and the only exit) out of the courtroom.

The "Honorable" Judge Chaz Cunnington was presiding. The man wore the trappings of a judge—a Hutt judge's red robes, a powdered wig, and a pair of circular spectacles—but he looked as though he was intoxicated and hadn't bathed in days. He also wore dark eyeliner and his teeth were mostly gold replacements or false. The Judge adjusted his spectacles as he examined the court docket on the datapad before him.

"Now," Judge Cunnington said in a thick Outer Rim accent. "What have we here... Suu?" He glanced back down at his docket, his face creasing in confusion, as if the name seemed off. "What kind of a name is Suu?" He shook his wigged-head and spoke to the court. "The prisoner is accused of murdering a fence and robbing his haul of—" The judge ruffled through some papers, paused, seemed to flinch, then looked back at the defendant. "—laser swords. How do you plea?"

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[Suu]

Suu stood shackled in the wooden cage, flanked by the disgusting smelling Gamorean guards who he had spent the night with prior. The room reeked of mold and the air of the planet, Suu was in a less than formal set of prisoners rags and still feeling the immense pain of being shot several times in the office of the saber bounty fence.

He listened to the judge speak, dressed in a rather archaic rendition of a judge but suitable all the same for the surroundings. The quip about his name was nothing new, it rolled off his shoulder as he attempted to keep a level head in the situation being that his own defense would be just that, his own. With a heavy internal sigh he regretted his decision in a moment of insurmountable greed he acted recklessly and now was to pay the price.

"Guilty" he began to say dryly while making eye contact with the judge partially due to not having had anything to drink as a result of the lack luster care and also in part to his assumed sentencing regardless of his answer. Just as a lawyer looking man barged into the room and began to speak. (@Malon)

 

[Steven Joseph Michael]

Steven Joseph Michael, Esquire, was the best fake real lawyer credits could buy. The chief prosecutor of the Hutt Cartel had once had a promising legal career in the Core. He had been a rising star in the district attorney’s office on Coruscant. Unfortunately, a penchant for spice and illicit entertainment had gotten him into deep trouble. He had always lived his life the same way. Why work hard for what you could pay for? Steven’s meteoric rise through the ranks ended when authorities burst into a rather clothes optional gathering he had put together.

Luckily, the Cartel had need of a man of his talents. A lawyer to put on a show. They gave him all the credits, spice, and friends he needed. In return, he put on one kriff of a performance. Damn, he loved drama. Steven waited for juuust the right moment. As soon as the Honorable Judge Cunnington was done speaking to Suu, Steven barged in. The two doors flew open. He carried a sleek black briefcase. He was dressed to the nines, hair perfect, and smile dazzlingly white. “Your honor, this man stands accused of a most heinous crime. An unthinkable crime, an unspeakable crime. Only a trial can bring justice.” He flashed a smile at the gallery as he took his place at the prosecutors table. He thumped his briefcase on the table, it was filled with blank datapads. “Steven Joseph Michael on behalf of the people of Nal Hutta, your honor.” With his appearance on the record he’d wait to see how Suu pled. He was surprised to hear the guilty plea but it did not change his mindset.

 

[Spectre (Old)]

Just as Jack Lawson wanted to get off this cruddy planet after getting his lightsabers rewards and going home to the Smuggler's Moon, he just happen to get a court summons on Nal Hutta before he can even leave. Lawson was irritated at this whole thing. He first attempted to cash in his lightsabers in Olkoth's office, then someone had to shoot up the place, which was really inconvenient, then he had to stay on the planet until his twin opened up another office and then cash in there only to get heavily insulted by said fence. Lawson was really just irritated at this whole thing, and being summoned as an eye-witness to Suu killing Olkoth would allow the slicer to vent his frustrations once he goes on the witness stand give his testimony. If Lawson was being truthful, in Lawsons' realtivly short-stay in Hutt space, he didn't know the Hutts had courts. But considering this the Hutts running this thing this, is an obvious show trial (to nobody's surprise). Lawson sat with the prosecutions side of the court, looking back, he can see all the people filling in the audience seats. These show trials are a big spectacle in Hutt space for anyone wanting to see a good lynching and it shows. When the the judge asked how the defendant pleaded, Lawson had his attention forward to the Judge, then Suu plead guilty? Lawson raised his eyebrow, the slicer figured he would attempt to defend himself...

 

[Chaz Cunnington]

"Shut it," the judge spat, leaning over his bench to glare down at the accused (even though he had clearly just asked him for a plea). He appeared to be far more interested in what the prosecution had to say.

He picked up a handkerchief and held it loosely in one hand while peeling through some papers in front of him with his free hand. When he was done, he glanced at the prosecutor. "I presume you have some manner of evidence, or, errr—" He stole a glance back down at his datapad, then slammed the packet of paper shut rather theatrically ""—witnesses? Well? Get on with it."

@Valen Pelora

 

[Tryck]

Sitting in the Jury Box, among a collection of people roughly considered to be Suu's peers, was a short, frog-like alien wearing vibrant purple eye shadow and deep red lipstick. He wore a dress like any found on the various hookers on the street, yet when he spoke it was with an obviously masculine voice. Tryck filled a VERY specific niche in his market and as one of the only beings to do so he was in high demand. This led him to being very cross at having to be here today, sitting on the bench and glaring at the Defendant. "Pissed off, I am. Clients, I have. Not cheap, the Kit Fisto is. Much preparation, it needs. Over with, this must get." He looked up at the Judge, making a hand motion for him to move it on. There went all the freebies the man would get, he had just made the list of persona non grata with the small alien.

 

[Steven Joseph Michael]

Steven's predatory smile widened as the Judge silenced Suu. Tisk tisk, the show could not end so soon. There was a price to be paid, blood to be let. "Your honor, the Defendant has violated our most sacred code. The galaxy may not understand us, but we understand each other. If we do not follow the code, if we do not hold ourselves to a higher standard, than we are no better than the rest of the ruffians. We are the People bear the burden of proof and I intend to overwhelmingly meet that burden." He wasn't speaking so much to the Judge as to the entire Courtroom. "At this time, your honor, the people call Jack Lawson to the stand." Once Jack was sworn in and seated, Steven would walk into the well of the Courtroom. "Jack, tell these fine people exactly what horrible act you saw." He swept his hands wide, his tone asking what would happen next.

 

[Suu]

Suu internally rolled his eyes, the myriad of random people with court duty and the two-bit lawyer who looked like he railed spice off young boys oiled bodies continued to speak. Suu scratched his face with shackled hands utterly unimpressed with the Hutt gathering so far, he would in fact recognize some of the witnesses sure to be called including Jack, who he had met prior and even worked with.

 

[Theo Graves]

Today simply couldn't get any better for Theo Graves. It had begun with him sleeping through the morning after a long night of drinking, partying, and cheating his way through multiple casinos to relatively small fortune. He'd gotten kicked out of...multiple cantinas, for sure, but MAN. What a night. Of course, the downside to all this was that he had a downright wicked hangover. It was in this state that he was awoken by his datapad, screeching something about being called in for "civic duty". Ah well, the best cure for a hangover was...more alcohol, right?

And thus here he was, sitting in an undersized desk nearby the most honourable Judge Chaz Cunnington. He'd been provided with some ancient piece of equipment that had weird clacking buttons and pieces of parchment to go with it. Theo furiously clacked away, trying to keep up with everything being said. Transcribing wasn't an easy job, especially for Theo who was much better at shooting things. Who's idea was this, anyway? He didn't really take much notice as to who was even on Trial, despite having worked with the man some time ago. It certainly didn't help that Theo was absolutely loaded. In fact, he didn't think he'd actually ever been so piss-drunk in his entire life.

"Juss hol' up a minute there..." he slurred, having made a mistake and had begun fiddling with his machine. "Yers gotter slooow down there for me," he punched away at a few more keys. "...horrible axe you saw..." he mumbled, finishing up this piece of paper.

 

[Olketh]

Olketh had just gotten over the loss of her brother when she was informed of this trial. At first her blood boiled at the thought of seeing the murderer again, then she calmed down. Maybe it would be good for closure if she went to watch the proceedings. She hadn't expected the zoo that would show up, though. It had been a family saying that because they had grown up in the sea they were all saltier than everyone they knew, but that was ESPECIALLY true for Olketh. Her brother had been the NICE one of the family. She spoke to no one in particular when she made her comments, knowing enough not to talk over the officials the Hutts had hired and bought off.

"Man, that Judge doesn't seem to know where he is right now. I wonder if he thinks he's still snorting spice off the teardrop ass of one of his hookers. And that prosecutor, I can taste the oil he used in his hair from here. It must be hard for him to get laid since he's so greasy no one can get a good hold on him. That Jury is out of this world, too. I'm pretty sure I've seen that one guy over there at my brother's office before. Looks like he was trying to learn tricks with a different kind of lightsaber. And as for Suu...I think everything just speaks for himself, for the guy. Some people are just born with the unlucky stick shoved up their ass."

 

[Spectre (Old)]

When Jack Lawson was called to the stand by the prosecuting attorney, Lawson muttered under his breath "Lets get this over with" (to which it wouldn't be audioable) as he took to the stand. He was sworn in and everything, he took then his position where he was needed. Now here it comes, Steven Joseph Michael asked him to tell the people what had happened. This is fresh in Jack Lawson's mind, he would remember everything that had happened. Lawson gave a brief glance at Suu, even though Lawson has worked with Suu before, Lawson can't condone this and Suu's actions directly inconvenienced him. Now back to the kind lawyer. "I'll tell you all what happened" Lawson started. "I came into the office, looking to turn in the two lightsaber's have I had acquired. I was behind Tage Mak. Suu was turning in his lightsabers and I heard Olkoth said to Suu and I quote 'Holy shit are you the most uninteresting person I've ever met.' Olkoth then said some other things to Suu, then Suu pulled out his pistol which was a Thunderslug and smoke grenade and shot him twice, killing him. I'm pretty sure Suu got the bright idea of gunning him down in anger and/or taking the lightsabers as after killing him, That was when Tage stopped him and I saw the wookie guard put two shots in his crotch. Just like that it was over as he was stopped really quick." Then Lawson then nodded his head in approval of his own words. Lawson told the truth, doing what he was summoned to do. He didn't hold back on his testimony either, for Suu had earned Lawson's ire. "Suu definitely did the deed, no question about it." Lawson stopped right there, hoping that his testimony was damning enough. Lawson remains in his position, in-case the prosecutor or judge needs more testimony. Lawson's testimony without a doubt proves Suu did the deed, even though it's extremely obvious to everyone in the courtroom, given that the defendant already plead guilty and everything.

@Malon @Valen Pelora @Rimrald

 

[Theo Graves]

Upon typing the exact quote from Olkoth that Jack Lawson repeated, Theo let out a giant guffaw and slapped his hand on the desk before inhaling loudly and continuing his job. "Hoo geeesh, that roasht was goood!" he exclaimed, a tear running down his cheek. More papers slid off his miniature desk as he rushed to finish what the witness had presented. "He defin....defen...how'dyer shpell "defernitely" agin?" he murmured to himself, staring at the words that had started separating into two at this point. He took another swig of whiskey from his pocket to help with his headache.

 

[Blythe]

Blythe sat quietly at the back, having heard of Suu's trial she rushed quickly to see it. The man was reckless and sooner or later she suspected he'd find himself in trouble or dead. In all honesty, she felt a sense of relief wash over her now that it had happened. Like something heavy just lifted from her chest. Because she hated Suu. She hated him with every fiber of her being. He had manipulated her into letting her guard down, used her and left her in the dust. He didn't give two shits about her. Now he was getting what he deserved. And while Blythe thought of herself as timid and sweet, something dark stirred in her as a smile curled her perfectly plump lips.

She hoped he'd be sentenced to death.

 

[Chaz Cunnington]

Judge Cunnington glanced the side as the woman Nautolan (@Olketh) made a quite audible outburst in the gallery. He looked bewildered up until she finished.

Then, he replied from the bench, "I assure you, love, I know precisely where I am. Er... more or less. But it would seem as though you have forgotten where you are. I'll hear no more outbursts from you unless you want to be bludgeoned like a harpsy." He leaned over his bench to glance down at the court reporter (@Vosrik), to whom he then gave a funny look. "What are you doing? Don't record that, mate."

He then regarded the witness (@Faster Than Light) who proceeded to give his account of the murder. He only seemed to be vaguely paying attention to the man's words—too distracted was he by the man's obvious attractive features; and when the witness was done, he made a shooing motion with his hands. "Go on, then. Step down. Prosecution call your next witness." He then leaned down to the Gammorean guard next to him and whispered, "Make sure that one hangs around after the trial, savvy?"

He winked at the guard and then resituated himself on the bench and waited for the trial to proceed. @Valen Pelora

 

[Gellart Creed (TL7)]

What fresh hell was this?

Gellart had begrudgingly agreed to DD for Theo the night before, who had dragged the poor slicer all across likely every single bar in Nar Shaddaa. The two of them had crashed in his apartment that night, but much to Gellart's consternation, Theo was not there when he awoke. He had skipped breakfast and lunch spending the past two hours visiting the locales the bounty hunter frequented, finally stopping at the Toasted Twi'lek only to find the establishment Closed for Trial. A few inquiries later and he learned everyone was attending a trial for some murder. In Bilbousa of all places! This day was just getting better and better.

Stepping into the crowded courtroom, Gellart scanned the visitors searching for any sign of Theo, but to no avail. His face knotted in consternation, his gaze drifted up to the judge, where he saw his friend seated at a small desk right beside him. Gellart's jaw dropped in shock and confusion. ⁝⁝ Bloody hell! What's he doing up there? And is he drunk? ⁝⁝ Unable to do much else until the trial concluded, he huffed in exasperation and took a seat near the back.

Bloody hell.

 

[Steven Joseph Michael]

Steven nodded sagely as Jack spoke. He appeared incredibly interested in what the witness had to say. Of course, it was all fake. It didn’t matter what Jack said. He wasn’t really listening. He only appeared to care. He only appeared to be surprised by what he heard. “Absolutely shocking. It’s a miracle he didn’t do the same to you. We are all lucky you were brave enough to come forward and share your story.” As Jack stepped down, Steven scanned the crowd. Yes, now seemed like a good time to unleash his very secret weapon. “Ah yes, your honor, my next witness.” He scrunched his face up in a thoughtful pose. “At this time the People have a surprise eye witness!” He pointed to the back of the Courtroom where he assumed the doors would soon bang open. “The People call the daring man who put a stop to this man’s madness. Tage!” Steven would again wait until Tage was sworn and seated. “Tell us, how did you manage to bring down this murderer?” He pointed right at Suu. @Sreeya

 

[Preyt Jhess]

Preyt didn't had anything to do with whatever happened in the office, however, he didn't want to lose the chance to watch another trial in the Hutt moon, as far as he knew, they always ended being bloody hilarious, he could simply not miss that, that's why he was in that trial at that moment, to see if it would be as fun as he thought.

And holy kriff they didn't dissapoint him, this trial was the best joke that he had witnessed in a long time, there was the flamboyant judge dressed in stupid looking clothes, which seemed like he wanted to inspect Jack Lawson personally, who Preyt met before, an ugly frog looking hooker that talked like if it had some speech impediment being part of the jury, that drunk guy writing all the stupid things people had been saying, a creepy lawyer that talked like if he was part of a low-budget holomovie and the loud sister of the dead guy insulting everyone. Oh boy, the trandoshan was regretting that he didn't bring popcorn with him.
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Because the chips that he was eating at the moment were just bloody awful

 

[Tage Mak]

Naturally, Tage didn’t realize how far his quick actions in the saber submission office would go. He had gotten completely drunk and spiced up following the event and had passed out in his own drool when he got the call. Tage grumbled to himself as he barely made it into the trial in time, having taken the time to get baked that morning as well to calm the nerves from the ridiculous amount of spice still in his system.

Tage casually scratched his nether regions before strolling up to take the stand as he was called. He looked out at the audience, glancing over at the prettyboy lawyer that was asking him question, “Well shit.. there I was doing my thing about to hand in my little collection, when that shit,” He jutted his chin at Suu, “Decided he wanted to try and-“ He suddenly burst into a fit of coughs, still entirely too blazed to be functioning (@Orbit ), before he continued speaking as if nothing happened, “-I knew that couldn’t pass, man. We’re all there to get our cheese, why he gotta cramp shit up? So I popped him a few times in the ass – well I was aiming for the ass, mighta got his legs instead. Shot him right as he started tryin’ to scoop up all the other sabers and hell naw was I gonna let him walk with that loot,” Tage rubbed his chin, “Especially as this man’s been trying to catch up to me in saber nabbing.”

Tage finished speaking, looking over at the judge. He wasn’t quite sure whether he was supposed to keep talking or not, and he remained silent, slightly twitchy from his spice snorting.

 

[Tryck]

Now HERE was something worth Tryck's time. He licked his lips, being careful not to smear his lipstick, and leaned over the railing of the Jury box to get a better view of that hot piece of ass on the Witness Stand. "Much trouble, you have had. Quite the Hero, you are. Freebie, you have earned." He blew a kiss at Tage, resolving to write down his commlink frequency on the Jury decision ballot to give to him later. Oh the sights he would show the Bounty Hunter, as well as make him feel places he didn't even know he had. He DID seem pretty flexible and he looked like he had abs you could wash clothes on. There would definitely be a need for washing, too, after how dirty he planned on getting.

 

[Chaz Cunnington]

The judge appeared to be scribbling notes down as Tage (@Sreeya) talked. What he was, in fact, doing, was changing all mentions of "Suu" (@Rimrald) to "That Shit" — a name so kindly provided by Tage — on the docket, which he thought was a much better name to begin with. When he was done, he slapped his pen down, reclined in his seat, and flashed a toothy grin at the defendant before peering over his spectacles at the alien... thing in the rafters (@Tryck).

Glancing sideways at Tage, Judge Cunnington made a shooing motion again; only, this time, he shooed the witness towards the spectator's gallery. "You were very brave," he said through his handkerchief. "And you are to be commended for your good samaritan-worthy actions. Therefore, I shall leave you in the very capable hands of this ravishing—" He appeared to grimace behind the handkerchief "—lady of the night."

That done, he cast a glance at the prosecutor (@Valen Pelora). "Has the prosecution any more witnesses?"