we just finished the first turnabout serenade trial and klavier is being a bitch: an analysis
I don't think Klavier has a crush on Apollo. I don't think Klavier likes Apollo at all. I think Klavier is trying to get Apollo disbarred, and I think this is the interpretation that makes the most sense with how Klavier acts.
-Klavier has absolutely no reason to believe his brother is guilty. Kristoph was convicted on extremely convenient evidence that could easily have been concocted by the defendant, a man Klavier knows is a forger.
-See his wording when he calls Apollo "the boy who bested my brother." Not "caught." "Bested." As if that trial was a battle of evidence rather than actual truth
-At first, Klavier comes off as very kind and cooperative. But then, when he's no longer in control of the trial and he doesn't believe the defendant could be innocent, he quickly turns cruel and condescending. He constantly says that Apollo doesn't have what it takes, yet is also goading him at all times into presenting evidence.
-He is a lot like his brother. At first, we don't see this because their body language and behavior is so different. But in Turnabout Serenade we see that, just like Kristoph, Klavier is a paranoid control freak who uses his charisma to make everyone else follow his cue in conversation, and we first see his breakdown sprite when Lamiroir says something he wasn't expecting and couldn't control
-I think Klavier thinks Kristoph is innocent, and Apollo is a weak-minded foolish young attorney who was manipulated by Phoenix into presenting false evidence. That's why he goads Apollo saying he should learn to think for himself. Klavier does not know how complicit or knowing Apollo was, but he intends to find out.
-Klavier is more cognizant of the penalty system than any prosecutor we've seen, and actually interacts with it. He seems to have a vested interest in raising the stakes for Apollo, in making the punishments harsher for presenting the wrong evidence
-Unlike past prosecutors who would draw the trial out and force Phoenix to present evidence they already had access to that was favorable to the defense, Klavier seems to want Apollo to present even evidence favorable to the prosecution that Klavier could have led with. He's giving Apollo every opportunity possible to present evidence, and trying to make him desperate enough to fudge or forge it
-Klavier needs to have control of all the information and what everyone knows. He doesn't let Apollo and Trucy onto crime scenes to be nice. He does it so he can know exactly what they know, what evidence they could have found, and what evidence he should keep an eye out for that they couldn't have found.
-Klavier's paranoia about the keys and the guitar makes a lot of sense with this interpretation. If you're trying to catch a man who forges evidence and frames the innocent, of course you're gonna panic when stuff of yours goes missing and turns up at crime scenes, or little incidents happen around you with no explanation. And that's why he asks Apollo if he torched his guitar, even though from our perspective he has no reason to think that
-"But Andy," you may ask, "Klavier makes an effort to be close to Apollo and hang around him, like how he invited him to the concert? Why would he do that if he didn't trust Apollo?"
-Good question. What kind of person would keep his enemy close like that?
-The kind of person with an obsessive need to keep an eye on every situation. The kind of person convinced that anyone they let out of their sight will act against them
-The same kind of person who has regular dinners at the Borscht Bowl Club with a man they framed for forging evidence seven years ago, say
-compare "I knew you didn't have what it takes" to kristoph telling apollo to "not embarrass me"
-the worst part of this theory? Klavier is totally justified. Phoenix is a forger, Apollo presented forged evidence, and Kristoph was convicted using it. He just happened to be guilty. Klavier is perceptive, smart and principled.
-re: klapollo, I think Apollo was genuinely charmed by Klavier in turnabout corner. He thought Klavier was cool and pretty. Like, that's in his internal dialogue. But we're not getting any of that favorable towards klavier internal dialogue in Turnabout Serenade, because he's starting to see beyond klav's carefully constructed mask
-edit: I'm seeing a lot of people say this is negative towards klapollo and...I honestly don't see it that way? like ymmv so I'll remove the klapollo tag to be polite but this isn't negative to klapollo in the same way that pointing out edgeworth's flaws isn't negative to wrightworth. where we're at now, I think the story is definitely setting up the seeds of a relationship between klavier and apollo that is FAR more interesting than just "haha the prosecutor had a crush from the first time they met." and again, while the popular fandom interpretation is that klavier fell first, i firmly believe that apollo had a lil crush in turnabout corner that's evaporating in turnabout serenade, but will turn into a far stronger emotional connection than the superficial attraction klavier was trying to elicit
-anyway i'll probably add onto this but i will die on this hill
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i wrote a kinda sad kinda feely klavier poem and i hope you like it :)
*skip starred section if mention of abuse is sensitive*
kristoph is dying
i’m not sure how to feel
but sitting here alone
i think i’m impossible to heal
-
he wasn’t the greatest,
his hand was controlling and cruel,
but he was the only family i had
even though he saw me as his tool
*he took my mind from me,
and caused many a bruise
on the inside and the outside
it was always a form of abuse*
unknowingly helping with his first crime
of framing an innocent man
while also destroying his career,
i was used as a part of his master plan
seven years went by
his mentee’s first trial,
his scheme was caught by none other
than you and his newfound rival.
that’s when i knew
i must go against you and no other
to see the man who was able
to figure out my intelligent brother
i did not make the connection yet
that he was not right or just,
i still believed that maybe
he was someone i could trust
he was my brother, after all.
isn’t that what brothers do?
look out for one another
and always be someone to turn to
that fateful day inside the court
that poor girl’s father died
of atroquinine poisoning, quite
a terrible homicide
up on the stand
she stood terrified with fear in her eyes
i remember watching her fall
almost to her complete demise
atroquinine once again
the true culprit still not found
until my brother’s rival
began to look around
i won’t go into details
for they trouble me still
but all i can say is that
i learned my brother’s capability to kill
i feel as guilty as he
for having a hand in his downfall
yet you were involved just as much,
and i still respect you above all
forget respect, it’s much more
my feelings for you, of course
my love for you has developed
into my body’s strongest force
you are amazingly kind and caring
the closest to perfection
not only is your heart beautiful
but so is your very reflection
however my feelings don’t matter
because it’s probably unrequited love,
but more so because you deserve better
than a man who has nothing to be proud of
i’m nothing but a fool and a pet
a rockstar, nothing more
or take what the media says
and call me an idiot manwhore
a month or so passes
i visit him for the final time
in his execution room.
justice for his many a crime
i don’t know if i consider him my brother
any longer, because someone that loves you
would never use you
like a simple corkscrew
no matter, my “brother” is gone now,
dead and finished for good,
and now i walk alone out of the room
wondering if i could
disappear or never return
go into hiding or simply cease to exist
right when i’d made my decision to die,
you came up out of nowhere and my lips you kissed
“i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have,” was what you said
“this is bad timing, i know.
but i just couldn’t let someone i love
mourn and suffer solo.”
the tears fall hard onto your head
“i’m glad you came”
“i’m here for you, sorry i didn’t say i would,”
he rests his hand on my tall cold frame
“this is unexpected”
my heart feels heavy but warm
with both pain and joy
my emotions forming an unexpected storm
“like i said i know the timing is bad,
but this has been inside me for far too long,
but believe me when i say
i’ve loved you all along.
i’ve noticed you’re closed off
not talking much and eyes swollen red
from the secret tears
i know you’ve shed.
you’re nothing like your brother,
you’re loyal and honest to your core,
always wanting justice and truth
over a win record or a personal score.”
i cut you off with my lips again
scared that you may pull away
“you’re not the only one who’s wanted this,”
it comes out muffled as my lips stay
“i don’t care about the timing,
i just care about you and i lasting a while.”
you turn your head up to look at me
and your lips turn into the perfect smile
did we move to fast?
i don’t think so
you truly saved me this day
and i promise one day you’ll know
-
kristoph is dead.
i’m still not sure how to feel
but being with you now
lets me know that i’ll heal.
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