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Phoenix is not, by general inclination, one to go looking for clients. They tend to find him, or he gets dragged to them by Maya, but he rarely looks for them himself. If nothing else, actively looking for clients gives him the air of an ambulance chaser, which he most certainly is not. Furthermore, he's VERY picky about his clientele; he doesn't want to have to take a job where the only way to get someone off is via technicality. If they're so obviously guilty, they should just plead guilty and make a deal for a reduced sentence; otherwise, it's not REALLY justice so much as "blatant system manipulation," and there's plenty of less scrupulous lawyers for that.
More importantly, though, straight-forward cases like that bore him. Three years of strange cases and nearly two years of Nexus later, he's found that he's actively developed a taste for cases where the answers aren't as straight-forward, where the police obviously hurried the arrest for the public's sake, where there is still truth to be FOUND. It's hard to find the case that isn't a strict case of Occam's Razor, but those are the ones he finds much more rewarding.
However, after the information he got last night, he finds he doesn't really have much choice in the matter. Well, that's a lie, he DOES, but he couldn't do it on good conscience. Not that he can really do much about crazy chaotic beings and world invasions, but if he had the information he could at least pass it on to the people who COUNT. Like the people from that world, or someone who can actually handle that sort of thing without using a pen and looking like a total goddamn doof.
So he looks through some of the impending cases for the next few days for criminals who have yet to be represented. It's not a particularly satisfying mix, but he finally finds someone who has just enough unanswered questions to be worth defending. He's not honestly convinced the guy isn't guilty on some level, since there are just enough incriminating details, but it's not his job to doubt, is it? It's his job to believe long enough to find out whether it was worth believing or not. It's a botched robbery, from the sounds of things, but there's a few things he finds odd about the case that intrigues him enough to take it on.
(And on another level, he finds the choice of prosecutor for the case -- one Klavier Gavin -- definitely piques his interest. Hmm.)
He gets up to head to the detention center. Win or lose, he can only do his best.
More importantly, though, straight-forward cases like that bore him. Three years of strange cases and nearly two years of Nexus later, he's found that he's actively developed a taste for cases where the answers aren't as straight-forward, where the police obviously hurried the arrest for the public's sake, where there is still truth to be FOUND. It's hard to find the case that isn't a strict case of Occam's Razor, but those are the ones he finds much more rewarding.
However, after the information he got last night, he finds he doesn't really have much choice in the matter. Well, that's a lie, he DOES, but he couldn't do it on good conscience. Not that he can really do much about crazy chaotic beings and world invasions, but if he had the information he could at least pass it on to the people who COUNT. Like the people from that world, or someone who can actually handle that sort of thing without using a pen and looking like a total goddamn doof.
So he looks through some of the impending cases for the next few days for criminals who have yet to be represented. It's not a particularly satisfying mix, but he finally finds someone who has just enough unanswered questions to be worth defending. He's not honestly convinced the guy isn't guilty on some level, since there are just enough incriminating details, but it's not his job to doubt, is it? It's his job to believe long enough to find out whether it was worth believing or not. It's a botched robbery, from the sounds of things, but there's a few things he finds odd about the case that intrigues him enough to take it on.
(And on another level, he finds the choice of prosecutor for the case -- one Klavier Gavin -- definitely piques his interest. Hmm.)
He gets up to head to the detention center. Win or lose, he can only do his best.
