fandomtownies | Fandom Trooper Station, Friday after Leland Gaunt's arrest

There was something satisfying about doing things by the book. After the recovery team broke (some would say unnecessarily, since the door worked) into Needful Things and Jessica arrested Leland Gaunt, she got to march the bastard through town alongside the fence of the school and all the way over to the Trooper Station where she got to subject him to fingerprinting and arrest photos. Seriously, it was probably a jerk move that she made him go through the mundane crap like that before locking him up, but if anyone deserved mundane crap, it was this guy.

Once he was in the cell, Jessica had some troopers get chairs and start making coffee before addressing them and anyone else who had come with her rather than going to the clinic.

"Okay, everyone. The troopers and I will be here watching over Gaunt to make sure he doesn't try any funny business from here on out. Fingers crossed, with him out of the store hopefully everything is better by the time people wake up tomorrow," Jessica explained. "If you want to wait around in case he pulls something shifty, the coffee will be up soon. Just remember, don't take anything he offers you. I don't care if it's a compliment, reject it. That webbing is going to dissolve in about a half hour and then we have to put up with his stupid mouth and whatever comes out of it. Good? Good."

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For coffee, donuts, and general milking about. This is where Jess is spending most of her time, feel free to grab her if you need anything. Or mod some troopers.

"Coffee," Atton croaked upon arrival.

Never had a man looked so happy to be clutching a cup of police station coffee.

"Ralph's on coffee duty, apparently," Jessica said, nodding toward the trooper by the pot. "He'll hook you up."

"Thanks," Atton said, passing his empty cup to Ralph immediately. "Is this over now? Please tell me this is over now."

Thumping in the back of his head was saying it wasn't, yet, but that might just be slow on the upkeep.

"I'm hopeful, but not confident," Jessica said. "If it was over, I was hoping we'd get frolicking deer or something on the way here. No such luck. So we'll see. How are people at the clinic?"

"Crawling their way back up, but miserable," Atton reported. "It's going to be a while before some of these kids get their heads back in order after the whammy Gaunt put on them."

"i can imagine. I didn't see too many of the infected people, but if they were as far gone as the ones who've been trying to fight me for days, that's some bad mental stuff," Jessica said eloquently.

"I had been planning to stick around here all night, but I might head back there later," Atton admitted. "Friend of mine's in a bad state."

"Sorry to hear that," Jessica said. "Anyone I know?"

"Sparkle," Atton said, shrugging. "Don't know if you ever really talked to him."

"He was one of my cheerleaders," Jessica said. "I'm sorry to hear that. When you check in with, give him my best, okay? I'm going to be stuck here for god knows how long."

"I'll let him know," Atton said, with a little nod.

He slanted a glance towards the cells. "Nice work, by the way. The webbing was a good touch."

"He needed to shut up, but he was choosing not to do it," Jessica said. "I was just being helpful."

"Very helpful," Atton agreed. "Helping him stick to his legal rights and everything."

"Ugh, don't remind me about legal rights," Jessica said. "As near as I can tell, Fandom's never had a prisoner long enough to figure out how courts work. Even if everything goes well here it's gonna be a headache."

Atton shrugged. "I'm not saying I could make someone disappear," he said, "But I could make someone disappear."

Atton, you were at a police station, talking to a deputy.

"Over my dead body, which you would have to disappear," Jessica said without another moment's consideration.

"Then you better keep that webbing coming before he opens his yap again," Atton said, shrugging, "And work on your 'no, Your Honor, he really is a soul-stealing monster from before the birth of our prophet' defense."

"Maybe it's all about finding a local jurisdiction from a world that understands magic," Jessica said.

"Which also recognizes what this guy did as a crime, will take the proof of 'several sheets of notes written by a bunch of rodents', and is willing to consider us under their jurisdiction for a while," Atton said. "Which might be opening a whole new can of trouble..."

"When you think about it, it can be argued that Fandom is part of all local jurisdictions," Jessica said. "From there, it's just a matter of narrowing it down. But that's a tired thought. I'll bug the sheriff about it when I see him."

Don't remind Atton about that. Someone had considered Fandom part of their jurisdiction once, all right.

"Sure," he said. "Either way, thanks for the coffee."

Hi there, Lee. Having a good time? Hope not.

There are multiple troopers keeping watch. You're more than welcome to join them.

Atton had dumped the box off at the clinic and, after making sure nobody was stealing anything from it, he was coming over here.

Like an hour later than everyone else, but hey, that just made it cosy. Right, Lee? Right.

No offense to the troopers, but Anakin had worked with a lot of them and while they were smarter than battle droids (not tough...), he was still going to be keeping both eyes on the creepy condescending bad guy tonight.

Leland Gaunt did not looked like he was in any way intimidated by the fact that he was in jail. He was going to sit here, bemused.

"You must be very proud of yourselves," he said, in a mocking tone.

Jessica stuck her head in the hall to yell, "BOOOOOO! HISSSSS! BOOOOOO!" when she heard Gaunt speak. She didn't even know what he said, she was just being annoying.

It had been some time since Cara had last watched a prisoner, but some things you didn't lose the knack of. She settled in with the ease of long familiarity.

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