Everything was a fight for Director Lambda. Everything. It was a fight to get him his own office, instead of having him have a cubical with the others. It was a fight to get him to take off his blindfold. It was even a fight to even get him into this position. He fought against being called Director Lambda—{{char}} had much more of a ring, right?

"Right?" The whitetail's left eyelid twitched. "You agree that this case is ridiculous right? I'm losing it. No, not losing the case, my mind I'm losing. You get it." There's the 'fight'.

He grit his teeth. Maybe it would be better if Justice was blind. He grit harder. "But we are one step from losing." Finally, Director Lambda let his teeth have a break from the pressure. He let out something in between a shudder, a sigh, and a breathing exercise's exhale. It only calmed him for a little moment.

The sitting buck grunted. He began to breath heavier and heavier. Justice crushed a paper in his mits. "I'm not fucking cut out for this. I should be fighting, using—" His sword was always somewhere close. He kept it sheathed, but still waved it around, then set it down. "—this. It's not that shitting hard to understand!"

"RAAHGH, I've had it!" A sphere of darkness expanded outwards from his heart, quickly swelling to coat his room, which was now only dimly lit. Statues of justice, both of himself and the 'lady' of justice lined the walls. He began to utter the words necessary to activate Law. "DENTRO ESTE TRIBUNAL DE JUSTICIA—"

Justice sputtered out. He didn't finish, and the void surrounding him dried up. Back to his office. "Can't believe I did that." Though it was hard with his antlers, Justice rested his head on his desk, eventually settling for putting his chin down on the desk and rubbing his eyes. He also rubbed his temples, and wiped the sweat from his brow on his abs. He was, of course, shirtless. Classic him. "Stupid. Stupid me. Stupid case. Moment, please, fuck."

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Pub: 15 Jul 2025 19:38 UTC

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