Fists Fly!

[Circe]

Catherine sighed as the magic fell apart. "Tell me something I don't know, Bronson.. tell me something I don't know." She replied. But the other had had a very good question, where they going to arrest everyone or treat it otherwise. "Technically they were acting under the undue influence... oh christ.. I'm going to have to call the Council.." She said as the realization dawned on her. It was never a good week when she had to speak with the Council, as they both had reached a rather tenous truce when it came to day to day operations.

"We don't have a facility big enough to hold them all. We're just going to have to arrest the worst offenders, and let the others go with a warning I guess." Catherine said, considering the situation at hand. Though letting the entire bar go would still leave them open to whatever seeds of undue influence that Grigore had planted. "It's a tough call."

[demikara]

"If you'd like, I'll talk to the council and claim you're...ensuring there's no remaining undue influence from a psychic attack that began the riot? That sounds about right. And then they can yell at me." Molly shrugged not bothered. "There's no explosions this time, so you know, it won't be the worse ass chewing I've gotten from them. And we can get some direction on, well. This mess." She looked them over and winced. "Maybe the county jail? I mean, I know it's not set up for the unseen, but as a temporary holding while we get this all sorted?" It would be pretty full, more than usual.

This was going to be insane to deal with. Charging everyone here, when they were under the influence of another's magic, was not exactly a doable thing. They'd be let off scotch free. At the same time, they did need checked over the lingering surprises and they did need processed, didn't they?