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Thor, son of Odin ([personal profile] mjolnir_retriever) wrote2015-08-25 11:12 am

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Speaking with Harry Percy was... illuminating. Sort of.

It was also confusing. Harry is much better at fuming over every word of an insult than he is at clearly explaining the events surrounding that insult.

Thor promised he'd look after Acajou's health. So that's first: he tosses himself up into the air over the Milliways lake to make sure he doesn't see any loose horses wandering unattended. Since he sees none, he visits the stable. Acajou has no nameplate, and Harry didn't give a description, but none of the horses (or other steeds) give any indication of injury or undue stress. Good enough, probably.

(Thor spends a few extra minutes hanging out in the stable. He likes horses.)

Next: to look for Javert or Teja, whomever he finds first. But mostly he's looking for Javert.
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-25 03:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Javert, of course, does not know he is being sought, and even if he did would not hide. Being at complete ease with his conscience regarding the Harry situation, he is in the bar, sitting in his usual far booth. He is engrossed in modifying the last few details for the stained-glass windows of the church and as such, the table-top is covered with coloured pencils and one great book, showing an illustration of one of the scenes from the tale of Noah.
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-25 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Javert looks up, and blinks.

Well. This is a...man. A strangely dressed man, but...very definitely a man. Wearing a Security badge too, but even without that his air of authority would be unmistakable. Javert is used to noticing these things.

He also believes he knows who this might be, given his time working in the office. But he will not presume, and gets to his feet to say, 'yes, I am he.'
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-25 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)

He blinks again, then gestures at the seat opposite.

'By all means, monsieur.'

There is no outward sign of injury on his face, save perhaps a slight redness showing on one side above the line of beard. The blood came from cutting the inside of his cheek on his teeth.

'Is he freed?'

He has no idea how long he was locked up for, and does not much care.
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-25 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
'...very well.'

Javert sits too, visibly confused but amiable enough.

There is a pause.

'Forgive me, I thought Teja was in charge of the case.'

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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-25 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Javert looks at him for a long few moments. His confusion does not appear to be going away, and he takes the time to consider what details could possibly have been omitted. It is only after he has satisfied himself that nothing was left out, does he realise that Harry must have raised complaints. He is the only person who would bring it up again after sentence was passed...unless his friends are behind it.

'Details from where, monsieur? I assure you, Teja had the full tale.'
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-25 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
But why would he ask him to recount it? Javert worked in the office for months, he has read every report in the place. He is only aware of one situation where one Security member took up a case over the head of another; it is not the convention here, and more, there is no justification for it.

It is this last that reminds him to speak: there is no justification for it, and this man is on Security and some powerful being in addition to that; no, there is no reason not to do as asked.

'Very well,' he says, neatly.

'I had been out exercising the horse I have in my care. I do not own him, but am responsible for him. We had been for a long gallop, and I put him back in the stable with his food. On my way back to the bar I was overtaken by Sir Harry, who had taken him without permission and was trotting him out.'

He ignores the stab of anger at the memory. The way the man had grinned, insolent as a child.

'He and I had had strong words just recently, and he made no bones about the fact he was trying to rile me. I had refused his challenge you see, and it insulted him. Well! Of course I told him to get off the stallion. Five times I said it! Five times, he refused, and took a hold of the horse's mane to ensure he would not be removed. I told him quite clearly I would take him off; as I said, the horse does not belong to me and he was fatigued besides. I was concerned for him, and knew quite plainly that the man was trying to goad me to fight, as he had before. He is friendly with some people here, you see, people from my world who do not like me, and whom I do not like.'

There is nothing particular to mark this last as an understatement, save perhaps a small curl of his lip.

'He called me names, insulted me, much of a nothing. I pulled him off, as promised. Acajou was left running free - it took a full two hours to find him afterwards, and get him settled again. When Sir Harry was grounded, I untangled the saddle from him - something he did not make easy - and then ignored him as I set it to rights, at which point he pushed me onto the ground, and ranted more. According to him I have no spine; such is his view of honour, if one refuses to brawl like a drunkard in the street. He challenged again, I refused quite strongly. He became further enraged at my lack of violence, and at that point backhanded me across the face.'

He says all this quite clearly, with good recall and an easy manner. There are moments when anger at the encounter shows through, but he is collected throughout.

'As he had now assaulted me for the second time, if you count in the push, I informed him he had broken the rules and would alert Security. Further challenges, further insults, I need not explain each one from his mouth. His time and country dictate matters be settled with duels, I believe; where I am from such things are illegal, and considered the base indulgence of primitive urges, of course I was not going to agree. There are rules in place to deal with such things; I used them. I told him I would find Teja and he would be arrested, at which point he said he did not trust me, and accused me of going behind his back, even though I had just stated my intention clearly. Thrice I had asked him if he was finished, having the intention to leave - thrice! That was before he hit me, but he would continue the dispute. In any case, he elected to come with me to find Teja, we came across him in the office, I recounted this to him and Sir Harry was arrested. That is all.'
Edited 2015-08-25 19:43 (UTC)
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-25 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Javert blinks once more. It takes a moment for these words to sink in, and then another one or two for their meaning to become clear.

...except no, they do not become clear. He turns them around a few times, frowning a little, and then shakes his head. Thor must not have clear recall of the start of the tale, and have forgotten by the time he reached the end.

'No, monsieur. I did not turn the quarrel to blows. I informed him of my intent, and he had the option to dismount, as I said. If you recall, I asked it of him five times, and he refused. The alternative being clear, I removed him by unsaddling the horse. I did not strike him. I reclaimed the property I am responsible for, that had been taken without permission. If I may add, it was also not being relinquished. What would you have me do, monsieur? What would you have done? Allowed the man to ride free, on a beast that needed rest?'

He chuckles - the noise only a little tight - because no man would do that.

'Sir Harry believes me without honour, but it is not the truth. If the stallion had been hurt due to his foolishness, I would have had to explain to his owner. What man with responsibility gives it up because a thieving fool decides to help himself to another's property? It would not have been good of me to walk from that, I should have been ashamed of myself. I do admit to being angry - who would not be? - but I did not strike him, and refused all invitations to do so thereafter. I caused him no injury.'

There. All clear.
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
It is treated as a serious question. Javert thinks about it, but already knows the answer. And as ever, he will not lie.

'I did not think he would maim him. But a horse may trip when tired, surely you know this? And he was behaving badly.'

A beat.

'Sir Harry, that is, not the horse.'
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 04:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Javert looks blank.

'No? If I had done that, monsieur, it would have meant leaving him alone with Acajou.'

It had truly not crossed his mind.

'I believed myself capable of restoring order, and so it proved.'

There is no outward show of pride at this, it is simply a statement of fact. Javert is good at keeping order for the most part.

'In addition, I will point out that I had no wish to resume any quarrel. Indeed, I did not start it to begin with - he began that by knocking into me and spilling my dinner, with very little apology. He is offended by me because his friends and I are from the same world. I did not seek him out to begin anything; as I said, I put the horse away and was merely returning to the bar. It was he who chose to intercept me.'
Edited 2015-08-26 16:36 (UTC)
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)

It is, perhaps, the eyebrows that give the first hint at Thor's intentions; the first clue that maybe a clear recollection of this tale was not the only reason he came to speak. Javert keeps very still, a curling tendril of unease making itself known in his belly. He turns his mind from it. It is a stupid thing.

When he speaks his tone is very calm, with only the slightest undercurrent of tension.

'I was in no way violent. I unbuckled a bridle and girth to reclaim my horse, which had been taken.'
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
'I,' he says, quite precisely, 'would not be in such a situation. Yes, if it were done to me unjustly, I would call it violence - men are unhorsed in battle constantly, and it is surely dangerous. But that is not the same as this, where there were no other choices available to remove Sir Harry. Save just give up the horse and let him ride him as he pleased.'

He eyes Thor even as he concentrates on keeping his breathing steady, and asks his own serious question.

'Would you have done so? Left him to ride, and taunt, and sneer?'

Would it have been honourable? No, he thinks not.
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
We must look to the deeds of both parties.

The tendril of unease branches, starts to seep through the nerves under his skin. Javert leans back in his seat, his arms straight, palms flat on the table, and regards Thor with his steel gaze as if that will hide the quiver inside.

'It was brought to Security because he broke the rules. Teja himself said he was not being held to account for taking Acajou, as that is not expressly forbidden. He was held because he used his fists.'

There is a large part of him that cannot believe this conversation is happening at all. And no part of him will countenance further than that.

'You are saying, monsieur, that you would have accepted his challenge and left it at that; that you would brawl as he does. Well enough, if that is your way. But it is not mine. I do not suffer from temper. I adhere to the rules, as they are written here. That is why I alerted Security.'

There is no hiding how tight his voice is now.
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Javert also believes in facing consequences - just consequences, that match the action. He has held himself to account before. What is worrying about this situation is that he did not foresee any need for it whatsoever.

'You considered arresting me.'

It is not a question, and is delivered in a tone so hollow it practically echoes. He does not know how white he has gone, but can feel a tremor in his fingers which is not calmed by the flush of relief running through him. Relief he had no idea was necessary.

'It would not have been just.'

This comes without consideration but now it is said, he feels no need to apologise for it. It is the truth. And it is not spoken arrogantly; just a low mutter, almost to himself.
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
He does hear these words, but does not know how to respond. In the end he settles for a dumb nod, unable to unbend his arms or even look up at the man.

Thor was planning to arrest him. He does not know how to cope with that. It is everything he has spent a lifetime working against; it matters not that Milliways is not real jail, it is jail, it is a cell, and that is bad enough.

'I will remember, monsieur.'

He will not be able to forget it. He is full of horror that it was considered; the idea of how much worse it might have been leaves him numb.

'Thank you.'
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[personal profile] never_shall_yield 2015-08-26 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
He draws his eyes up, first to the hand and then up to his face.

He has no answer. For a moment, he just holds eye contact. Then he nods again, and shakes the hand because it is there, and it is the custom of some people.

He nearly got arrested. He will not be saying much for a while. He takes his hand back and sits in silence, staring at his half-finished work.