[Her eyes light up as she imagines someone hauling a bloody grand piano into an evidence room.]
But, um, I think it was just at the crime scene... I was scrubbing toilets during that trial, unfortunately. I think the case was something about a musical genius murdering his student since he had started to surpass him? Honestly, it's kinda? Yikes.
Another one! [She sounds deeply exasperated.] It—might have been a clarinet? Murdered with a clarinet. But this one... [She shuffles through her papers again, and sets a few aside.] Right, right, I know this one. Crazy stuff, right? Those music types are so dramatic, too. Doing that right in the concert hall was just unnecessary.
[She slaps another sheet of paper down on the desk and stands up, holding her hand up in the air.] All right, give it here! [does she expect to catch it or......]
I don't even know why I act surprised anymore. [She says with a bit of a laugh.] This is pretty normal when you compare it to some of my past cases. At least it's over with, I guess.
[As she sees Lyn ready to catch, Athena nods cheerfully and actually stands back a little. She takes a pitching stance and winds up...]
Hey batter, batter... catch!
[Never mind the fact it's the catcher who says that, not the pitcher. And maybe this baseball metaphor would've worked better if Lyn was the catcher?]
no subject
[Her eyes light up as she imagines someone hauling a bloody grand piano into an evidence room.]
But, um, I think it was just at the crime scene... I was scrubbing toilets during that trial, unfortunately. I think the case was something about a musical genius murdering his student since he had started to surpass him? Honestly, it's kinda? Yikes.
FORGOT ABOUT THIS ONE TOO.........
[She slaps another sheet of paper down on the desk and stands up, holding her hand up in the air.] All right, give it here! [does she expect to catch it or......]
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[As she sees Lyn ready to catch, Athena nods cheerfully and actually stands back a little. She takes a pitching stance and winds up...]
Hey batter, batter... catch!
[Never mind the fact it's the catcher who says that, not the pitcher. And maybe this baseball metaphor would've worked better if Lyn was the catcher?]