Ronald
"A-A-Ask away! Just... Please be careful?"
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Gary
Cerul here, hit like and subscribe so I can afford to use my brackets again ):

**"Why were you sent here first of all? What business is being done with this dump that I wasn't told about."** Cerul acted entitled to private plans and information like her presence in Neone was actually worth anything.
Ronald
"Sent here? What?" She paused. "N-Nobody sent me here. I came of my own accord! I haven't any immediate business in this lieu; I just wished to get away from my enclosure before something terrible were to befall me..."
Douglas
"Your... Enclosure?" Henry chimed in suddenly, taking one step forward. "What are you talking about? What... Made you want to come away from there?"
Gary
❥───────────────────── 🦚 Cerul 🦚 


꧁~ Here's my 1 subscriber special, the brackets are back!

◈ **"You just up and left through Neone? No special permission? Some of us work hard to get permission to leave for you to just disappear and gut a whole forest.."** Cerul scoffed.


❥───────────────────── 💎 Aetris 💎
Emilio
*Oh! It seemed like they found the culprit, and the culprit was.. A Pokemon he'd never seen before, though it was quite clear they were indeed a robot, despite her more... Aggressive companions, she seemed to be more curious on what their deal was more than anything, especially since they were not indeed sent here, but came here on their own accord?? Why were they stealing stuff then???*

"Wait, you're from Neone? How'd ya end up here? That place has a lot of security, you'd need to fake your own death probably to escape it- (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•?)" *Rotary stared at the robot some more, before asking the question they had in mind the most.* "Why were you even stealing everyone's stuff in the first place? (._.?)"
Daniel
Anonymous was pretty good at assessing people's intentions. You don't spend 20+ years on the force without picking up some patterns after all. Even still... This was a pretty unique situation, so it took some time to figure out what she would do. After carefully listening to the words around her and the clear distress in the strange voice in the tree, she made a decision.

"Alright, alright, cool it with the questions, people." Anonymous loudly declared to those around her with confident and authoritative body language. This wasn't how interrogations were conducted, and *Especially* Not how the law was executed. This was not only inefficient, but humiliation too, and she didn't believe in that. Well, for most people. Some Neonians in particular are exempt. "Alright. I've decided you are not a threat, so I'm going to lift you out" She continued, hands on her hips as she spoke to the pair of cuffed legs. 

Thinking quick, Anonymous fished another pair of handcuffs from her shawl and tossed it to Torstein, giving him an affirmative nod. That pair was somewhat adjustable for size and she estimated the wrist length,based off the legs, probably at least somewhat similar, to choose the specific pair. Giving the cat something to do and make him feel included would probably help keep this from escalating too far. 

And so, Anonymous would wrap her arms around the bit of torso poking out of the tree, squeeze tight, and try her best to **Pull** The mysterious criminal right out.