Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-26021384-20170730174918/@comment-26021384-20170730205557

While the artist looked as the glutonous Deucalion ate two plates of food, his own stomach gurgled. Even after he gave his side of the story, he just watched as the callous officer left him there, sitting there and looking down at the floor while the light continued to swing above his head.

He really wanted to go home to his mother himself, but it seemed that he wouldn't be for a while. But speaking of mothers, someone came in and asked to see the officer that arrested her boy. She was dark skinned, like she was from the land of lightning, just like the artist, bot was much more portly, wearing an evening dress while her curves strained against the fabric. When the buxom and bodacious woman came in, she was hollering.

Lightning Mother: Where's my baby? I want to see my boy! I want to know he's okay! Where he at? Where's the man that took my baby?!

When she was making enough noise, she would either find her way to Deucalion's office or he could come out to meet her, but she would be shouting about how her boy was an upstanding young man and that he wasn't someone to do whatever he did. She didn't know the accusations, but she wasn't causing anyone any harm, she had the freedom of speech to chew out the officer, and he would be getting an earful.

She would not been seen outside until the pink haired mother and father would be coming in, looking to get some information about the RAPIST that hurt their daughter. Apparently, the tests came back that she was indeed raped. DNA evidence was muddled, and the report was trying to get passed to Deucalion, but with the scuffle that would ensue with the two mothers trying to have it out at each other, some papers would get scattered and a snake of a reporter would snag up a photo of some of the information to write about it in the paper in the morning under the free press clause.