The law nowadays has no Idea.

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Before Dante could answer, McJohn interrupted again. "I'll handle this if
you don't mind," he said in a voice, which, to Dante, had all the
indications of the confidence a man has when he is about to blithely do
something utterly stupid and futile. "I shall be representing the accused
before the court," McJohn continued.
"Says WHO?" yelped Dante.
"Quiet, will you, I took a law class by mail once."
"No you didn't!"
"Well I've seen almost every lawyer show on television ever broadcast."
"That doesn't make you're a lawyer!"
"Well, what's the smegging difference?"
"I'm doomed," Dante told himself.
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Dante stood up and stretched his arms the cable tie snapped like cotton. “I
told u we should have but the big ones in handcuffs as well!” said a rather
quite but annoyed voice from behind the light.
“Whispering is not very polite, and the names Dante, not the big one.” The
tone in Dante’s voice was starting to seem rather annoyed. He wasn’t very
happy; he wanted to get back to Aurora. Dante turned from the light as the
voices continued to whisper. He rummaged around with something out of view
from the voices, which continued to whisper.
“STOP SMEGGING WHISPERING,” Dante span back round and fired two rounds one
which hit the light smashing glass everywhere and then making it possible
for Dante to see, his second shot bounced off the lamp shade on the now
broken light and hit McJohn’s cuffs setting him free.
“Now I have had a pretty bad day please don’t make it any worse, and lets
get this over with.” The voices began whispering again, but before Dante
could start shouting again the voices stopped and the room was flooded with
light.
Dante looked up to see a rather large courtroom full of people, hundreds of
them. The one who seemed to be in charge (and I use the word seemed in the
lightest possible way) was no staring at him.
“Dante Mo’Fudger Wendigo, you have been called to this court because you
have altered the course of history. Due to your rash behaviour, you have,
according to our official records,” the guy put some flash spec’s on and was
handed an official looking document, “killed four people, destroyed a major
space station, luckily there were no casualties there, and also lost 4 yrs
supply of beer for your ship the Blue Dwarf.”
“Yes but does your report tell you how many people I saved.”
“Plead Insanity,” whispered McJohn, “Always works on Law and Order.”
“Shut up, little man,” Dante whispered sharply. “Your report should read
that I have saved over 4 billion lives of my fellow crew and future
offspring plus my own species.”
“Yes we’ll that will be taken into account,” said the chairman person,
looking rather sheepish all of a sudden. “Until this court can come up with
a suitable punishment, you and your fellow crew member are released on
unconditional bail, now get out of my sight. Guards.”
Dante awoke in his bed dripping with sweat. Was that a dream or what? He
looked at his clock. “1830 already, I have to get to work.” Dante went to
walk out when he realised he was still in his Tuxedo. After a quick speed
change Dante was strapped with his weapons and ready for work. As he walked
outside he was greeted to the sight of a cat/jay clone marching past his
door. “What the smeg?”
<Tag, It looks like I maybe one of the few with weapons, If anyone wants one
speak to N.S.D and Charlie in the science lab before the clones take that
too>
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