They circle the planet and look at the architecture. They are somewhat disappointed.
"Maybe the aliens think they're pretty," someone says dubiously.
"No," someone else says. "Some things are universal."
"Maybe the aliens are all blind."
"That makes more sense."
"Well we have to pick somewhere."
This place has a lovely large statue-garden-monument thing that Elves would not go out of their way to avoid if it were in Tirion, though they'd probably walk through it quickly. They go for that one.
One calls in asking for a blue judge to avoid conflict of interest.
Species is not considered a conflict of interest.
"No, not because he's an Elf, because he's a prince of the kind of Elf all the other Elves here are. If you have one of those yellow Elves handy and they're a judge that's fine too."
"Ah, okay. There aren't any blue judges who have ever seen a capital case, they're mostly in family court and civil."
"See if any of 'em will take it, please."
"I don't think I can reassign a murder to family court over a conflict of interest. Could we not tell 'em who the defendant is, or something?"
"I don't know, it might come up. I didn't say assign, just ask if they'll take it. Or we're buddies with Tapa now, see if you can borrow a judge from there."
"Are you absolutely sure he did it. Because if I put my neck on the line to get an unqualified judge on the case or a foreign judge on the case and then he has a dozen people to testify - to Elf-swear - they were in a meeting with him at the time -"
"The victim's kid and the victim's wife both picked out his picture, he's got motive, scene examiner and autopsy says the guy's neck was just plain snapped and he didn't even hit the wall or the floor, haven't asked him for an alibi yet but I'd be damn surprised if he were somehow out fishing."
"I'll see about transferring someone into criminal after which they could take it if they wanted it."
"Thanks."
Uh the police think the head of domestic affairs walked into this purple's house, snapped his neck,and left. Does anyone want to transfer into criminal and figure out what the fuck to do with that.
"I mean, if this is an Elf, we can just be like, 'hey, swear you did not kill that guy and we'll call it a day', right, it won't even be complicated," says someone in family court.
"Yeah but they wanted a blue to avoid the appearance of wrongdoing - what with the dual power structure thing Elves have going -"
"I'll take it," she says.
"Great, thank you."
She tucks him into her schedule accordingly.
The Elf dies in custody overnight. Possibly it was too small a space. Elves have that thing.
Oh. Okay then. She takes a long lunch; someone else can investigate the prison for negligence.
In the meantime the deputy head of domestic affairs finds projects neatly tied off for him and takes them over.
The ship deposits them in the orc city of Erdegar. It is dense and pretty and full of orcs and little orc babies.
Katin is fascinated by orc children. She announces that they are ugly and then attempts to chase one.
The orc child is tolerant of being chased!! Does Katin want to chase her all the way into her apartment building which has a ridiculously big playground in the middle?
Katin wants to but Peka catches her. "We should find out where we're staying first," she says.
"Mamaaaaaa wanna chase," says Katin.
"I don't want to lose you and it's crowded here."
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