#Wrongfully Accused

[ejzah]

For @chicgeekgirl89, who mentioned wanting a follow up to one of my stories over on the Densimber page. I hope this satisfies.

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Wrongfully Accused, Part 2

Another ten minutes passed before the Dean’s office door opened. He looked mildly surprised at seeing Rosa, Deeks, and Kensi waiting for him, but gathered himself quickly and ushered them inside.

“Mr. Deeks and…Ms. Blye?”

“Mrs. Blye,” Kensi corrected.

“Mrs. Blye. Thank you for coming in,” he said, gesturing to a row of chairs in front of a large desk. “I’m sure Rosa has told you why she was suspended from class.”

“Yes, she did,” Kensi said grimly.

“Well, our standard protocol for an infraction like this is an in-school suspension and—”

“I’m just going to stop you there,” Deeks interrupted. Mr. Ruddell blinked at the intrusion. “I want to start off by saying we appreciate how much you and all the teachers do for students. I know teaching is an incredibly difficult job.”

“I appreciate that, Mr. Deeks. So you’ll understand why Rosa’s teacher, Miss Kelly, has such a strict no cell phone usage policy,” Mr. Ruddell said.

“I do and it would make sense. If Rosa was actually using her phone.” Turning to her, he asked. “Rosa, will you share your side of the story?”

“Sure,” Rosa said, shooting him a hesitant look. He nodded encouragingly as Kensi squeezed her hand. “Someone’s phone was ringing in class but it was not mine.” She paused to take a quick breath. “I was going to show Miss Kelly my phone, but the ringing stopped and then, um, she took it. My phone.”

“I see.” Mr. Ruddell regarded Rosa seriously. “That’s much different than Miss Kelly’s narrative.”

“Which is why we’re obviously concerned and hope to see a quick resolution to the matter,” Deeks said.

“Mr. Ruddell, do you have our daughter’s phone?” Kensi asked. “She hasn’t seen it since it was confiscated.”

“No, Miss Kelly would have it still.”

“Then I suggest you get it.” Kensi stared him down with a look that had proved successful during many an interrogation. The Dean cleared his throat nervously, and pulled out a piece of paper with the school logo.

“Usually, when students—”

“Rosa’s phone is a key piece of evidence in this case, so it should be present as we discuss the details,” Deeks explained.

“Case? Woah, this isn’t court,” Mr. Ruddell said, holding up his hands in a calming gesture.

“No, but I am a lawyer, and I know Rosa’s rights and want to make sure everyone gets to share her side of the story. Don’t make me quote case law, because that would probably just be embarrassing for both of us,” Deeks finished calmly, sitting back. “I would hate to have to take legal measures.”

“I’ll have someone retrieve the phone,” Mr. Ruddell decided with a resigned sigh. He stepped out for a moment, the murmur of his and the secretary’s voice drifting in.

“I don’t want to get anyone in trouble,” Rosa whispered.

“Do you want to be in trouble for something you didn’t do?” Deeks asked.

“No.”

“Well, then things will have to be slightly uncomfortable for a few minutes. I won’t embarrass you too much though.” Deeks patted her shoulder reassuringly as Mr. Ruddell came back in.

An awkward silence descended while they waited for the secretary to return.

“We’ve been happy to have you here with us, Rosa,” the Dean said, then added. “Recent incident aside.”

“Thank you?”

Finally, the secretary returned and placed Rosa’s phone it its familiar pale blue with a flower pattern case.

“Rosa did you turn your phone on or change anything on it before Miss Kelly took it?” Deeks asked.

“No, I didn’t have a chance.”

“Alright, please put your passcode in and show us if there are any missed calls from today.”

Following Deeks’ instructions, Rosa opened her recent messages, keeping the phone on the desk so everyone could see. The only missed calls were one from last night and another from ten minutes ago.

“Ah.” Mr. Ruddell grimaced. “I’m sorry for the misunderstanding, Ms. Reyes.”

“I accept your apology,” Rosa said with impressive grace.

“So, can Rosa go to her next class?” Kensi asked. Her smile seemed pleasant enough, but Deeks could tell how badly she wanted to lay into the Dean. Luckily for him, Rosa didn’t want to make a scene. Otherwise, he’d be getting an earful.

“Yes, I’ll call Mr. Juarez to let him know she’s on her way. I’ll also speak with Miss Kelly about removing the suspension from Rosa’s record.”

“We appreciate that,” Deeks said.

“Well, thank you so much for coming in. I’m glad we were able to resolve this issue,” the Dean said, offering an insincere smile.

“Me too.” Standing, Deeks offered his hand with his most judgmental smile in return. “Maybe next time it would be a good idea to listen to all perspectives before passing judgment.” Mr. Ruddell fidgeted uncomfortably.

“Yes, well, I’m afraid I have another meeting.” He gestured to the door and Deeks, Kensi, and Rosa stood, leaving the room.

“What an ass,” Kensi said as soon as they were out of hearing range. Rosa snorted, covering her mouth.

“He’s actually really nice most of the time,” she defended the Dean. “Marty, would you have actually sued the school?” She sounded both amazed and a little anxious at the idea.

Deeks scoffed. “Of course not. That would be a waste of resources for something like this. It certainly get things moving though.”

Kissing his cheek, Kensi looped her arm through his. “I love it when you intimidate people with your legal knowledge.”

“It was very impressive. Thank you for helping me.” Rosa smiled shyly, and Deeks wondered for the thousandth time how they’d gotten so lucky.

“We will always help you no matter what,” he promised.

[countesspetofi]

Ivor Novello in the title role of Alfred Hitchcock's THE LODGER: A STORY OF THE LONDON FOG (1927).

[whumpetywhump]

Till The End Of The Moon - Ep. 34 + 35

[arcs-writer-corner]

Day 3: Set Up For Failure

Ex stared at the doorway that stood in front of him. Normally he would not care about barging straight into Xisuma's place, but something today just felt...wrong.

A shift in the air potentially or maybe something else.

He didn't know but as he had been walking along the path that weaved its way through and around all the innovative and creative buildings that were each so different yet still fit together. He could tell he was not the only one who felt it.

Past yells and glares had turned to glances and wariness.

Something was wrong and he needed to figure it out.

He didn't care for any particular reason on what was going on per say it was just curiosity.

At least that’s what he told himself.

Taking a deep breath ignoring the itching, nagging, overwhelming urge to run and hide.

He opened the door.

“Xisuma, you in here?” He called out knowing that his brother was somewhere tucked away, but where exactly was a mystery.

There was no answer. He could have figured as much. A trickle of thought floated through him mind.

If he and his brother’s so-called hermits could feel something wrong. His brother no doubt did as admin.

Just how serious was this threat that managed to sneak its way into the server.

Trailing through the build, its homey feeling leaving an empty and strained feeling within himself.

Something pulled at him telling him that he should be here.

This was home.

But it was not. It wasn't home and with his relationship with his brother it never would be.

Pictures decorated the walls, blankets thrown about, dishes and papers all laying around.

He wanted this.

He wanted this life more than anything. He would say it was all their fault for twisting him into this distorted, wicked being.

But that was not the full truth. HE had pushed himself onto that path.

"What are you doing here?" A voice asked from behind him.

Xaviar turned to see the weariness and stress that pulled at his brother's features. He held a steaming cup in one hand and a tablet in another.

"You look awful."

Xisuma raised an eyebrow at him before setting down his mug narrowing his eyes. "You wouldn't happen to know why it shows that there is a strand of corrupted code that is trying to corrupt the server that is extremely similar to the code that appears whenever you break into the server?"

Ex Xaviar blinked at that; he knew he left some code trace when he entered servers. But corrupted? that was unsettling. It was too much like something they would do.

"I don't know what you are talking about, X." Xaviar replied taking a few careful steps forward.

"Of course. Of course, you don't." Xisuma dragged a hand over his face, his eyes flicker purple before going normal again. "When have you ever known anything other than making my life hard?!"

"Xisu-"

"NO." Xisuma jabbed a finger at Xaviar's face. "I'm done with your games. You lie. You make me believe things are my fault. You say this isn't you, but your code signature is on the corrupted code!"

Xaviar glanced at the tablet, the code pulled up on it.

Xisuma was telling the truth. Highlighted as clear as day was his code signature.

But this was NOT his doing.

"Xisuma-"

"I- I just can't with you." A look of sorrow fell over Xisuma's face before he typed something into his tablet.

A sizzling feeling filled him up inside. An uncomfortable feeling screaming danger, to get out, to leave, he didn't belong here.

He was-

A long thud filled the air and Ex's eyes flashed open.

Xisuma's tablet laid on the ground, the member list pulled up, but lines of code trickled across the screen.

Ex gently picked up the tablet.

Words flashed across it as he touched it.

THE GAME HAS BEGUN WE ARE NOT GOING TO PLAY NICE THIS TIME LITTLE VOID

[duranduratulsa]

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[principiumindividuationis777]

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[madman731]

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[muttonchopsalley]

Wrongfully Accused turned 25 years old today.

[bens-things]

Wrongfully Accused (1998) dir. Pat Proft

[miisakee]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: James T. Kirk & Leonard "Bones" McCoy Characters: James T. Kirk, Leonard "Bones" McCoy Additional Tags: James T. Kirk-centric, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Pre-Canon, Tarsus IV (Star Trek), Academy Era, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Aftermath of Violence, Blood and Injury, Graphic Description, Infection, Loneliness, Wrongful Imprisonment, Shivering, Developing Friendships, 5+1 Things Series: Part 3 of Bad Things Happen Bingo, Part 1 of Whumptober 2024 Summary:

If there's one thing Jim Kirk's life has taught him, it's that nobody will ever be there when you need them. You have to keep yourself safe, because no one else will.

or

Five times Jim had to take care of himself, and one time he realised he didn't have to anymore.

@badthingshappenbingo​

[newtonbridgerton]

hey creloise nation how do we feel about how every character in has a carefully color coded wardrobe (bridgerton blues, featherington yellows) and cressida is almost always dressed in creams and pinks EXCEPT for two scenes

the scene at the ball where she is wearing what looks like a white gown with midnight blue sleeves and silver accents which is inline with what the other girls are wearing now that they know the queen is looking for someone 'sparkling'

and then in the scene immediately after where she happily skips over to eloise and eloise incorrectly accuses her of gossiping about penelope and colin

in that scene her outfit is a soft bridgerton blue that matches eloise perfectly. is it to emphasize the line she says about eloise finding a looking glass to find the cruel one? or is it to symbolize the effort cressida is putting into putting her (pink) past behind her and aligning herself with eloise (blue)?

[whumpetywhump]

100 Days My Prince - Ep. 7

[youling-the-ghost]

Thomas Rudy and Wesley are such an odd but adorable duo

[bruciemilf]

I've never read or watched MHA and now I'm brainrotting over those two cuties

I have to watch it ASAP

I feel you!!! love me getting into a fandom only when it ends.

[romanceyourdemons]

imagine you’re on trial in a kangaroo court, no pretense that you’re going to survive, and then suddenly one of the witnesses (with whom you shared an incredibly intimate experience just prior to the trial) stands up and starts arguing on your behalf, ultimately and against all odds managing to secure your exoneration. and you find out afterwards that he isn’t interested in you even a little and in fact he wants to fuck the prosecutor ace attorney style. this is what sun feng has to deal with