[Before you, Signum: a young man in his early to mid teens. He's holding a fancy stick with a weird blue cylinder on top, and he's wearing a trenchcoat with spikes and various other adornments that should not be armor, except it totally is.
...Ah, hell. It's Chrono, and he's finally narrowed down the suspects to just you. The Bureau, by which I mean just him, has been combing this town for some time with the assistance of the Omegafriends, and now... now it's all coming to fruition.]
The only demand is that you surrender. By my authority as an officer of the Time-Space Administration Bureau, you are under arrest for multiple counts of assault with hostile magic, and will be further questioned in connection with attempted dimensional instabilities in this area. Lay down your weapon and dispel your magic, and you will be granted a fair trial.
[With a completely straight face and no fear. Damn, this kid's confident, if nothing else. That or terrifyingly duty-bound.]
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...Ah, hell. It's Chrono, and he's finally narrowed down the suspects to just you. The Bureau, by which I mean just him, has been combing this town for some time with the assistance of the Omegafriends, and now... now it's all coming to fruition.]
The only demand is that you surrender. By my authority as an officer of the Time-Space Administration Bureau, you are under arrest for multiple counts of assault with hostile magic, and will be further questioned in connection with attempted dimensional instabilities in this area. Lay down your weapon and dispel your magic, and you will be granted a fair trial.
[With a completely straight face and no fear. Damn, this kid's confident, if nothing else. That or terrifyingly duty-bound.]