Case Against Faeries

May 05, 2018:

Nelson and Murdock get a new client. She comes prepared with a case file, and good old 5 year old indignation. Foggy has no idea what is even happening.

Nelson and Murdock Law Offices

Its the law offices of Nelson and Murdock

Characters

NPCs: Kennis Destiny Rose (NPC'd by Emery)

Mentions: Jessica Jones, Owen Mercer, Emery Papsworth

Plot:

Mood Music: None.


Fade In…

So, the illustrious practice of Nelson and Murdock or Murdock and Nelson…has a new client. This is a client who cannot be seen over the front desk but she is here. That is, with light tan skin speaking of her mixed heritage and dark brown long hair neatly braided into two braided ponytails…the 5 year old results of a one night stand between her Spanish/Irish Father and her Eyptian Father. Kennis may be 5 going on 6, but she's Emery's daughter so she has a level of intellect beyond her years.

She has stolen one of her father's blazers, its dark blue and way too big but she wears it over her fencing uniform, the white leggings and top. She wears a pair of black rimmed glasses, stolen probably from her current baby sitter and she is carrying a bright yellow suitcase in one hand and tucked under her arm is a black teddy bears as she knocks at the door, a page ripped out of a phonebook gripped in her hand.

Meanwhile, somewhere is a baby sitter, completlly believing this is the address to the 5 year old's fencing practice.

*

The knock at the door is barely registered at first, what with Foggy half-bent over some gigantic lawyer tome that requires a magnifying glass to read. He rubs at his hair, drawing back the thick mane of blond back behind his ears with a kind of worrying gesture. He hates these things, but the internet is down and so he can't just Google search what he's looking for. Oh no, he has to use one of the damn books.

When he finally realizes someone knocked on the door, he blinks at it almost uncertainly. He can't see anyone at first glance, so he frowns, straightens and heads to the door to open it as if expecting there to be whatever he last ordered from Amazon left, and instead… he finds a little girl. "Oh, um." He blinks. "Hey there, kid. You, uh… lost?"

*

The little girl looks up at Foggy and offers a sweet smile and she clears her throat. "Are you Nelton Murderock the Solicitor?" A pause. "I mean…in America, ahem. The Liar?" Kennis takes a step forward, she has a little voice that has a musical brisishy/irishy accent to it, like a posh chipmunk really. She holds out the wrinkled piece of telephone page.

*

Foggy hesitates, blinking at the girl before he takes the offered page. He looks at it, and notices that it's the ad they put in the yellow pages. He glances back down at the kid, looking bewildered again. "Oh, you mean lawyer… not liar. I mean, I get the joke there, but I'm thinking you're not saying that purposefully." He frowns.

"I'm, um… Mr. Nelson… but you can call me Foggy, alright?" He glances down the hallway before he looks worried again at the child. "Kiddo, where's your parents?"

*

+MEET: Foggy Nelson has arrived via +meet.

*

Kennis offers Nelson another sweet smile before brushing past him and into the offices with her teddy bear and suitcase. "I need to hire the best solicitor american lahyar in 'merica." She turns to look to Foggy, narrowing her eyes from behind those too large glasses. "I am Kennis. Me Da is at work and my babysitter is a daft dummyhead." She's getting down on her knees as she sets her suitcase down so she can open it with a bit of a struggle. A pause as she straightens up and offers the teddy bear to Foggy. "Please hold Mr Buck Captain." Then she's back to her suitcase opening, pushing it open slowly and pulling out a folder,its manilla and everything.

*

Foggy steps back boldly when the kid comes walking on in, and blinks after her at her statement. He hesitates, mouth opening, and then closing again as he takes her in now from tiny head to tiny feet. He takes in each odd signature in her chosen outfit, realizing how much she now looks like a kid who got into her parents' closet.

"Uh, what?" He means to say something a bit more adult, but he's instead being handed a teddy bear, which he takes on instinct and looks down at it. Then he starts to shake his head. "Kid, wait… I really need to be talking to your dad about this, I don't — " And then she's taking out a folder, and Foggy's words of authority falter. "Are you in trouble?"

*

Kennis has a seat on her suitcase once she closes it and she opens up the folder as she speaks. "Sit sit sit." She gestures towards the floor in front of her. "Kennis, not /kid/ Mr Foggy Bear." She correct gently before sighing and shaking her head. "I need to sue the bad faeries trying to always kill me Da." She turns to page one of her case. Its a crayon drawing that seems to depict a bunch of green and black monster men, then a larger man who must be her da, swinging around what may be a sword. Then she turns to the next page, showing 'Da' on the floor with red coming out of him, then another page with Da getting attacked again. "Xibit A. We has to leave home and come to Merica because bad faeries get into the house."

*

Foggy stands there, staring for a long moment with the teddy bear in hand and the kid directing him to sit. He hesitates for just a second too long before he slowly lowers himself down to sit, legs crossing in front of him. "Sorry, Kennis…" He doesn't correct her on calling him 'Mr. Foggy Bear.' He looks at the drawn pictures as they are presented to him, and he blinks again. "Faeries… okay. Like… Tinker Bell?"

*

The little girl turns page to a page labeled 'B' with a sticky note to show more drawings, its more of the Same, only the monsters are bald this time. "Mm. I'm going to be queen of the faeries when I am growned up. But also, a Solicitor for the side." She jabs a finger at the pictures though. "But THESE Faeries is /bad/. They killeded one of my babysitters once." She blinks and facepalms. "No…no. Tinker Bell is not a /real/ faerie. These faeries are like mmm, demons." She gives Foggy a 'keep up' look. "Me Da fights and fights…and fights and we keep movings." She pulls out some pictures of different childish drawings of houses, some may be apartments, one looks like a castle. She's got it all organized.

*

The look is startlingly effective. Foggy straightens up a bit in his seat on the floor, trying to follow the kid's story with a furrow of his brows. "Alright, so… you are going to be Queen of the Good Faeries, but there's also Bad Faeries, and the Bad Faeries are… really bad."

He frowns then when Kinnis claims that, no, Tinker Bell is not a real faery. "Every time someone says they don't believe in faeries, there's a faery somewhere that drops down dead." The quote is delivered far too readily, and he knows it. Hopefully, the smidge has no idea where the quote came from and will move on with the typical disapproving look kindergarteners give stupid adults.

He looks back at her 'exhibits.' "Okay… so you're dad keeps fighting the bad faeries and you guys are on the run." He frowns. "Kinnis, this is really nicely organized, but… why are you looking for a liar — I mean — lawyer?"

*

Kennis is nodding as Foggy catches up and then she gasps softly and just looks to the man when he mentions faeries dropping dead. She just gives him an exasperated shrug arm toss gesture. "Maybe. But we haven't time worry 'bout that."

Then the question makes her sigh and toy with a too long sleeve as she rocks a bit. "Because…me da stab 'em, and Captain Boom and Sir Lady Jessca can punch 'em good but they keep coming. A-and daddy gets scared sometimes. Cuz he loves me." She gestures vaguely. "A-and sometimes the law can do what punchings can not. But I need an grown up lawyer to build me case to sue those meanies." She slams her fist into the palm of her hand. "Gonna takes all they have so they stop trying to kill me da." She points at Foggy. "You have to help me."

*

Foggy rocks back a bit at the little fury building up in the girl, frowning at her. He hesitates, obviously caught off-guard by her reason. "I… you want me to sue faeries." He doesn't sound incredulous as much as he sounds shocked and confused and completely uncertain. He folds up his knees a bit, crossing his arms around them to stare at the kid.

*

The little girl just eyes Foggy for a moment. "You can calls them hosiles or perptrainors if you want." She then crosses her arms and stares back to Foggy, then she stands up and stomps her foot as she points a finger at Foggy. "You not good laywer?" She challenges with narrowed eyes. "You gonna let me Da go sleep forever? I don't wanna be Annie! Annie is singing /all/ the time."

*

"Hosiles… oh, hostiles?" Foggy frowns deeper at her, particularly when she stands up and actually looms over him in all that fury of a school-aged child. The lawyer blinks back in shock at the reference to Annie, and then he starts to chuckle. It fills the awkward space between being asked to represent a small child and her faerie-fighting Dad against these supposed bad faeries and whatever the hell he's supposed to say in response. Then he sighs. "Kinnis, I can't sue someone who doesn't… exist… according to the courts of the United States of America… but… that doesn't mean I don't want to help." Which is quite earnest.

*

"OBJECTION!" Kennis shouts declaratively. "You can sue someone you can /prooves/ exists because then they exists!" She places her hands on her hips. "If we proves the faeries is trying get me da, you can find out who is making them come and then sue them and they maybe stop."

*

Foggy rocks back again at the loud, bellowing objections from the kid. He blinks slightly. "Oh… okay, okay. I mean, maybe I can do something." He holds up both hands, patting the air in a placating gesture. "Okay, Kinnis… this is going to take some time and… I think I should maybe talk to you Dad."

*

Kennis takes a step back and eyes Foggy suspiciously before she smiles brightly and runs towards him in half tackle and half hug with a happy squeal. "Thank you thank you thank you Mr Foggy Bear!"

*

"Whoa, whoa!" Foggy blinks in surprise at being hugged by the kid, and he instinctively hugs her back. "Yeah, okay… sure." He pats her back awkwardly, clearing his throat after a moment. "Okay, um. So, why don't you leave me some way to get in contact with you and your dad, and I'll set up a meeting."

*

There's a small kiss to Foggy's cheek before she backs up out of the hug and makes her way back to her suitcase. Its reopened before she pulls out a large tupperware container, half dropping it and half carrying/dragging it over to Foggy. "Here, is 50 chocolate chocolate chips fudge biscuits. I counteds for payment. Da bakes good ones." Someone told her father she needed them for fencing class. Whatever. There's a thud as she lets the container rest at Foggy's feet before running back over to close her case folder and she brings that back over. Then makes a final trip to pull out a business card with her father's contact information. 'Emery Papsworth' and it lists him as a Professional Butler and Certified Personal Assistant. "Here, you can calls him. Daddy doesn't sleeps really…much."

*

Foggy blinks in surprise — though he really needs to stop being quite so surprised at this point — at the container of cookies. He nods soberly. "You're very generous, Miss Kinnis." He then takes the offered business card as that is perhaps the most important exchange in all this. He looks down at the name, frowning slightly. "Papsworth." He then looks up at Kinnis. "Alright, Kinnis… I'll give him a call. Um… where's your babysitter again?"

*

Kennis is retrieving her teddy bear and making sure her suitcase is secure as she closes and picks it back up. "You is now in my court Sir Foggy Bear, anybody mean to you I will kicks them in the bad bits." She promises as she adjusts her glasses and eyes the door as she gestures vaguely. "Let me go find Debbie Daft Dummy, she's outside somewhere." She can't even with this woman apparently. "Thank you Sir Foggy Bear." As if right on cue, there is a panicked body guard/babysitter banging on the door yelling for Kennis and she shakes her head. "This is why the bad faeries cannot win." She rolls her eyes.

*

"Oh, well… that sounds real great, Kinnis." Not that Foggy has the foggiest what she's talking about. But, the idea of a pint-sized faerie princess in your court wasn't a bad one. Then he nods soberly. "Alright, well… um… you're welcome, Lady Kinnis." Then he jumps a bit at the startled sound, hauuling himself up to his feet with a groan. He goes to answer the door, to reassure the babysitter that the kid is alright, and do a proper hand-off. Matt's never going to believe this…

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