The two walked together. And the Lawyer began to explain "My Name is Alvis Conrad Vlad. I am a good friend of your fathers. I've known him for decades. When he first started his first revolutionary group, I was the one that was with him and helped with many of the Legal proceedings. I've studied the Law for longer than I've been a revolutionary. And used it to study factory laws and laws of different islands."
"To what? Give legal validity to your revolutions? Try and…Reform them?" He asked with an unconfident look. "Reform? Ha!" He leaned his head back and laughed "Your father and I have disagreed on a lot of things, made a lot of mistakes. And even know there are people amongst the Party and army that believe that we need to be much more direct in our action. But one thing everyone agrees on. Is that Reformity is a fools game."
He turned to look at Leroy fully. He had a beard that was only at the line of his jaw, disconnected from his side burns, with a mustache below his nostrils. "Reformity is only treating the symptoms of the disease, and not the disease itself."
"Heheh. Well. You guys sound better and better every time I find out more about you." Leroy chuckled as he looked down to the 5'6 man. "Well you're welcome any time. Your father has made sure of that."
Leroy, Looked shocked. "I uh…Really? Wow…I don't know. I love what you guys do. Really. Everything I read about in the news. Its…Inspiring. And after my own heart. But…Not yet. I have my own journey I must go on before I feel I'll be ready to…Meet him…"
"Hahaha!" He laughs tilting his head back again "You're dad is just the same. He always thinks about you. And he well regrets-" Leroy rose his hand. A bit of a frustrated look on his face "He…Will get chewed out for not being there when I meet him…Even if I get it and that even without him I had my own father figure to look towards." Leroy was incredibly frustrated at his father. And when he was younger he would shout in private about the fact he had no dad and other did. He hated that he had only his grandfather.
But recently? He'd over came that. Especially after finding out why his father did what he did. And what his mother did as well. "Well." Vlad spoke "Then I will let him explain himself When the time comes. And I'll make sure that the Milita does not interfere in any extrajudicial way. Such as coming to you just because you're family."
"Fairness. I like that." Leroy said. "But Vlad. Whats the plan?"
"Well, this trial is going to be quick. Anything you say will not matter. You've killed a Celestial. And they want to make an example out of you. But seeing you here now. Thats clearly your plan isn't it?"
"Yes. And vent my frustration . Speed things along." At this, Vlad smiled and put a hand on Leroys shoulder. "You inherited your fathers will. And made yourself your own as well. And for certain got his height. I'm sure you'll reach the staggering heights of your Family yet."
The Introduction to the Trial was boring,
"Falcon D. Leroy you are charged with, High Treason, Piracy, High Piracy, Interference of Government affairs, Interfering of Marine Affairs, Assault on Naval Personal, Government Personal, Thievery, Larceny, Theft of Marine property, Destruction of Marine Property, Destruction of Private property, destruction of personal property, Terrorism, High Terrorism, Murder, Manslaughter, Murder of World Government Officials, and Murder of a Celestial Dragon."
"How do you plead?" The Judge, which was the very same judge in the Citadel asked, now in the proper dress of gown and that had both the markings of the celestial and the world government on it
"Guilty! I did that shit." He said confidently "And I'd do it all again to because you know what? Fuck you guys. Fuck your system. Everything about it. I may not know a lot of whats going on or how it works, but it makes me sick!"
The judge sneered. Vlad smiled.
"Marines only being able to help those if they pay enough?! If they're apart of your bullshit ideal of an Island? Paying well?! A tithe each month?!" He continued "And then all of THE SHIT! About allowing warlords that you call Marshals to control Islands?!"
"Boy you best bide your tongue. You do not understand a thing!" The judge interrupted "If a few have to suffer, even many. Then it means that those that are under our protection can continue to have peace filled lives. Peaceful lives which pirates like you continue to put at risk constantly because you can't bare the idea of having a proper job and contribute to civilized society!"
"Civilized society! Work?! Jobs?! Is that all you care about?! Money! More money, makes the world go around while others that are born on Islands away from the world government continue to be exploited!? And used for the benefit of others?!"
"Yes!" The Judge confirmed "But you don't get it. Labor from them, allows for others to live better lives. Do you not want people to live good lives?! The profits made with business owners allows for innovation! Continuation of livelihood for others! And eventually their same lives will be better. But you wish to continue to thieve and steal! Many of those same business owners struggle and work hard to continue providing jobs and livelihoods to many! Including those that hold profits nad business and even made businesses of which you killed!"
"Lord Saint Charlos was a good man. Even if he had his issues. You may have an Issue with slaves, but slaves loose their inherent rights when they go against the will of the people and those that provide for them. He owned dozens of businesses. Made his own, and invested into projects and islands that benefited many of the world government. As all Celestials do when they inherit, create, or invest in Buisness." When they become owners. The term lord is given. When they invest. They are given the title saint.
"Tch! Hahahah! You buy that bullshit?!" Vlad said finally keeping a calm demeanor to an extent "That through the exploitation of people that just because you pay them and then that pay does nothing but be wasted is essentially platitudes and concessions that it makes it all better? That just because economy is strong that you get to ignore the conditions of the people? The working people in which the system is upheld by?"
"You believe that just because they own business that they suddenly work harder? That they sit on all that money and hold it for others and themselves that it means they are working harder either mentally or physically than the Shipwrights, sailors, factory workers, and crops people? That they work more tirelessly then the people in offices and book keepers?" Leroy added
"Or the calculators that continuously type away and compute for them?" Vlad added on. But before they got another word in, the gavel slammed hard "Guilty! Guilty Guilty Guilty!"
"Falcon D. Leroy I sentence you to 10 consecutive life terms, and Execution!" Guards came up and began to pull away as Vlad continued to argue and argue. Until he to was pulled away
"HAHAHAHAHHA! HAHAHAHAH!" Leroy just laughed and laughed. Echoing as he was pulled out of the court. In minutes he was in heavy chains and sea stone and being shipped off to Imperious Styx…
The Journalist in the court...Got all they needed.