Gary
❥───────────────────── 🦚 Cerul 🦚 


◈ **"Pff, didn't you hear it in the name? Beta Unit. Zero-zero-zero-one."** Cerul rolled his eyes to Torstein's remark. **"Of course she's rougher around the edges. Neone just needed a bit of time to... Hash out the design and finally get them working, yeah."** Cerul was mostly talking out of her ass... Defending an honor that was probably long gone by now. Cerul knew of Magearna, not of how they were made... 

◈ Cerul tried to step in about now. Not directly getting in the way but still impeding the arresting process. **"N-now now, you aren't going to arrest her, right?"** 


❥───────────────────── 💎 Aetris 💎
Daniel
Well this was interesting. She had never encountered anything like this, well, not to this severity anyway. Eugenics. Selective breeding. Brainwashing. And she was from Neone? Those sick fucks... She had half a mind to punch Cerul to vent her anger. How could someone condone this sort of thing!? This poor gal...

Even so, she had to go about solving this conundrum. She turned to Torstein, slightly unsure, but still with authority in her statements. "Well ignorance of the law does not exempt one from it but... This is clearly a unique situation." And so, she'd turn to the Magearna, crouching down to put them on the same level, speaking carefully, like an adult to a child, "Well lass... Some of the rules around here are not the same as the rules for where you came from. How about you come with me and I'll help ya learn em, and I'll even find ya a place to rest. Whaddya say?"
John
He didn't really show it beyond a slight smile (something Torstein generally doesn't have), but part of him was satisfied to see Anon willing to perform her work in a more sensible way than mere strict following of their code. He wouldn't have stopped her otherwise, but there was something about the sheriff that gave him slightly more of a positive opinion of Fey, or at least Fey's authority. If only the mayor and Order were like her. 

"Well, it looks like the sheriff has this handled. Are we helpers needed any more? If not, we should head back and report to that Order Lucario. Unless miss Beta Unit has something more for us?"
Ronald
"Th-That would be wonderful! Thank you very much." The machine smiled, as she turned to Torstein. "Well, er... No. Although, in the meantime, if you could make sure all of the things I've misplaced could return to their rightful owners... That would probably be ideal. Again— I'm really, really sorry!" She struggled to get herself mobile again, as she still had cuffs on her legs, but assuming they did, she seemed more than willing to follow the Cacturne to wherever she was intending to bring her... Although the Eevee's nervous gaze met hers. "...Oh, pardon. Are you okay, sir?"

Meanwhile, back in front of the mayor's home, Lunisse was back on her feet again, and was impatiently waiting for the group to return, culprit in hand. "Oooh, I'm gonna give that ratty feline a piece of my fuckin' mind once he gets back here... Him *And* That thief!" ...Yeah, she was fuming. "It's one thing to tread on a *Lady,* But to walk all over one with a poor leg? Poor balance? For *Shame.*"
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Daniel
Anonymous would go ahead and unlock the girl's leg cuffs. She trusted her, but you could never be too sure, so she made sure she left the arm ones on. 

"Perrserker. Do the weapons. Eevee and Gliscor, return the berries. I'll... Figure out something with the wood. Maybe we can build something with it, don't wanna let it go to waste. Don't worry friend, I'll take care of ya." She gave the robot a friendly pat on the back and a tip of the hat.
John
"On it," Torstein sounded amicably. Gathering up all the stuff that wasn't relegated to the others, he made his way back to town. It took him a bit of time, but everything would be returned spare a few kitchen knives. He had gone door to door to return the objects he had, but no one accepted the knives as theirs. Who could it be? He had a feeling he heard about kitchen knives being stolen, but where?

By now he was strolling up to the mayor's house; the last house he hadn't checked, thinking they must've been his. He attempted to pass by Lunisse without even a glance, not connecting the dots that they were hers or remembering a certain act of harm he had performed against her before.