Well, this was happening. Juno didn't exactly feel like all this was real, dissociation being a first line of defense and extremely tempting at the moment - so much so it was nigh unavoidable. She had taken what Cecilia had given her for her nerves with no objections, not even worrying about addiction this time around. Still her heart sometimes felt like it was dropping 100 miles an hour then coming back up, and yet she felt calm. Calmer than she'd felt before, for sure.
That everyone had been forced to be here made her nervous, but the choice of prosecution and judge helped. And the jury, as far as she knew them, was compiled of mostly good folk. Or so she hope. Not that it mattered, this was bullshit, a load of smoke up everyone's ass, and she knew that too. All the same, for the sake of a game she wasn't sure she could really win, and just so everyone was aware of what a piece of junk they had among them, she had wanted to say what had happened in her own words from the first.
It was also bullshit that she'd had to train herself to describe it in character, but she couldn't afford to give up. Cecilia opened the argument in a way that really gave her strength. Perhaps too much of it; by the time she was done and calling on Juno to speak, Juno was ready to call for his hanging. Jesus, she thought, and clearing her throat, got up from her seat.
"I am, thank you." She began. Without looking at anyone's faces, Juno exhaled slowly and cleared her throat again. "Two weeks ago, early morning, I was minding my business out in the street, walking, running errands. There was no one else out, until I saw him - uh, former Deputy Simms - walking behind me. Since I didn't think he wanted anything with me I was surprised when he jogged to keep up with me and struck up a conversation about how he knew me - because he didn't. Maybe he'd seen me around but that's not knowing someone. Although I gave him no signs that I was interested in any sort of conversation he continued to walk with me, talking about how I was pretty and I must know it, and not to 'be like that', that I should accept the compliment 'cause girls like me liked the compliments."