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Towards the evening in Manhattan, and at the courthouse right now was the self appointed Defense Attorney for the Gargoyles of New York, Jeana Hark, who was filing her first notion for the concern of the Gargoyles.
"Your Honor" began Jean as she stood up, "I strongly believe that it would be best that ALL cases related to the Gargoyles Should be juryless! With All the Hate Propaganda being spread by castaway and the Quarrymen and even Encouraged by Mrs. Yale her, there will Hardly be ANYONE in New York who has Neutral feelings about Gargoyles! And a Quarrymen member can EASILY Slip into a jury and take advantage of their position! Therefore, the gargoyles will NOT Receive a Fair Trial!"
"hmm... Well I Do understand your point Ms. Hark! Any objections or thoughts Mrs. Yale?" asked the judge
"As long as the right judgement is made, I don't mind if it's not by a jury!" said Margot Yale straight, though clearly insulted by the statement about her that Jeana made
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The TimeDance Adventures Chapter 5 (Ishimura #2)
Brooklyn had never awoken from his stone slumber in such a way. On the rooftop of the temple, he greeted the night as he faced inward, away from the horizon. Another blatant reminder that he wasn't home. Yet the strong mountain breeze seemed to whisk away any chance homesick thoughts as he yawned, breaking the stone skin from his exterior. He found himself choking briefly on the unexpected, potent air current. After regaining composure, he noticed the other gargoyles awakening with a sort of anticipation of the wind; some stretched and turned towards the breeze, while other used it to drift down to the courtyards below. Brooklyn took a moment to close his eyes and relish the sweet, yet powerful, breeze. It wasn’t home, it could never be. But it was nice.
Fu-Dog whimpered excitedly and looked down from the wall at the gargoyle beasts wandering about the gardens.
"You're so needy." Brooklyn grunted as he lifted Fu-Dog and glided down to the gardens. Fu-Dog immediately took off and