"Recall your Pokemon," the officer demanded. Colress was shaking so hard, and he almost appeared otherwise frozen in place. It was only logical, a Pokemon could be more dangerous than a weapon, and since R2 was a Psychic type, he had the potential to be a major problem. Despite this, the Beheeyem was extremely reluctant to leave Colress' side. The scientist was not in a good state of mind already, and the questioning later was only going to make it worse. If he got thrown in jail all alone... R2 's worry skyrocketed. If Colress was left to his own devices for too long, he'd... The thought was interrupted by the officer repeating his order in a harsher tone, and R2 knew that despite his worry, cooperating would be better for them.
"C'mon Colress, do what he says," R2 gently shook Colress as he tried to make him respond. It seemed to work as Colress turned his head to meet the Beheeyem's eyes, and R2 was again worried as he saw how scared those amber eyes were. Colress nodded, and slowly reached into his pocket for R2's Pokeball. It didn't take him long to find it, thankfully, since he almost always knew how to find the Pokeballs when he needed them. Colress tried to give his worried friend a reassuring smile, but it came out extremely strained. R2 was by no means convinced, but there was nothing more they could do. The act of recalling the Beheeyem was foreboding, and Colress could not deny feeling as if everything was about to crash down.
After his Pokemon was put away, the officer then told him, "Alright, now stand up, hands behind your back, and turn around." Colress flinched, and he tried to stand up. His arms and legs, however, just weren't cooperating. He managed to get to a half standing position, before the officer practically lifted him to a proper standing position and roughly turned him around. As he heard his rights being recited, He felt the handcuffs being placed around his wrists, and his heart felt just as chained. "Let's go." The blonde man was far too miserable to pay attention to where the officer was leading him.
His mind was going over all the possibilities of what could happen, and also noting the irony of his situation. He had been trying to keep quiet and out of sight, but trouble still found him. Though he deserved to be in this position, the crime he was about to be accused of wasn't one of his sins. Speaking of his previous crimes, it was entirely possible that these people would find something now that they would be scrutinizing him. If that got out, regardless of his guilt or innocence of the crime at hand, he would be ostracized. There was no good way that could end. If he wasn't allowed to work on cure research... there wouldn't be much reason for him to keep living... And it wouldn't be likely they'd allow him near Wally anymore. If they took his Pokemon too... Colress started tearing up, but his misery was ignored by the police escorting him to the jail.
Eventually, they made it to the jail area of HQ, and Colress was already miserable. He paid little attention to the location before they finally stuck him in an interrogation room. Here he was informed, "Due to the nature of this crime, we have to involve the heads of the Indigo Plateau." Now he was going to be interrogated by the leaders of HQ? His heart dropped to his stomach; there was no way this would end well. Even if he was later cleared, they'd still associate him with the murder, and if any hints of his dealings with Team Plasma came up, he was doomed. He sat in the chair the room offered for suspects, and he wished to just bury his head in his hands. Not being able to move his hands made him feel even more helpless. What was that old saying called? he mused. Then he remembered, Murphy's Law. What can go wrong, will go wrong.
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