Post by Bindy Trent on Jan 15, 2017 18:25:28 GMT -5
As she shifted the distribution of weight from one side of her hips to the other, searching for a magic comfortable spot on that hard plastic chair that just didn’t exist, the handcuffs secured around her wrists made the softest of tinkling sounds. It almost reminded Bindy of bells, but this jingling sound wasn’t bringing anyone cheer. Pursing her lips at one corner of her mouth she looked around the station at all its other inhabitants.
A lot of men and women in blue, that was a given, and then just everything else was like randomly picked chaos. Homeless looking individuals ranting to whomever was listening, prostitutes who had done this a few times already looking bored as they waited to be processed, random individuals some might suspect to be ‘gang members,’ and then just your average people, either well or normal dressed, giving statements, or perhaps trying to explain why they were caught soliciting an illegal sex worker. This place was interesting as all heck. Bindy could have sat hear and people-watched all day and night.
. . .
AHEM!
The cop at the desk next to her cleared his throat loudly, garnering her attention again. She smiled at him, and apologized. It was obvious by his reaction that wasn’t the sort of reply he normally got.
»BINDY«
Sorry, I got caught up in my own head. Hey, do you think you could take these cuffs off of me? I think I’m sensitive to this metal, and uh … I’m not exactly violent or a flight risk. Please?
OFFICER
Yeah uh, I’m just, uh, waiting on the officer with the keys to show up.
»BINDY«
Don’t you all have them? That makes no sense to have one person with keys. That’s totally inefficient. Wait … you lost yours, didn’t you?
The young man, obviously still fresh to this whole things hardened his jaw. It was apparent he was trying to think of an answer other than just a hasty denial of “no!” which would give him away as being guilty.
»BINDY«
Okay, so you misplaced them. Got it. I’m sure that happens all the time.
OFFICER
Let’s get back to the charges. For the last time, for the record, can you explain what exactly you were doing emptying soap into a mall fountain and attacking other shoppers with pillows?
»BINDY«
When you call it ‘attacking’ it makes it sound pretty awful. Besides, that old lady punched me in the boob and I don’t see her here in cuffs. But anyway, like I told the other guy, I was trying to get like a bubble bath, slash, pillow fight flash mob thing going. Why do you think I had Montell Jordan’s “This Is How We Do It” blasting on a stereo? I wanted people there to have some fun! Everyone looked so unhappy, I was trying to do something outlandish. You see, there’s this guy, his name is Dare Clemmens and he’s my opponent …
While this all seemed logical and she explained it in a way she thought made total sense, the desk officer seemed to be thinking the exact opposite. Bindy knew when someone thought she was a loon, and this guy did. He glanced at the paperwork again to check her name.
OFFICER
Miss Trent, do you take any medications for mood or mental disorders?
»BINDY«
I’m not crazy! Listen, Dare Clemmens is my opponent next week in Alpha Wrestling Empire. The dude is certified legit, he’s always doing crazy stuff on dares from the fans on Twitter so I’m just trying to like, one up him basically, or prove that I can hang. This wasn’t a terrorist attack or a mental break down or whatever.
I’m just a female wrestler who was trying to show my upcoming opponent in a fun way that I can be wild and spontaneous too, while also doing something outlandish that made me nervous, but would be fun in the end. Like getting naked in a gay bar.
OFFICER
Is that something you’ve also done?
»BINDY«
No! Dare did that.
OFFICER
Ma’am, does Dare ever tell you to do other things too?
It started to dawn on her that she was facing an uphill battle she had not chance of winning.
. . .
All right, that’s enough speaking to my client for the time being.
It was at that moments a short, slickly dressed man, with over the top hair came speed walking into the station, looking a bit flustered, but quite serious. And not a moment too soon, Bindy thought to herself. This individual had been actually hired by fellow wrestler Aaron Pace to help him build his “brand,” but the lawyer had also taken the opportunity to hand his business cards out to several other superstars backstage at the last show. And now it had paid off. The man in the suit extended his hand to the officer, who took a moment and then shook it, still unsure.
ɨGUSTAVOɨ
My name is Gustavo, and I’m here to represent Miss Bindy Hepzibal Track.
»BINDY«
Hepizah Trent.
ɨGUSTAVOɨ
That’s what I said.
He pulled up a chair beside the officer without invitation and sat down.
ɨGUSTAVOɨ
Now, let’s just get this paperwork out of the way so we can all get on with our nights. Really, my specialty is in trademark and copyrights, but I think the penal system’s laws can’t be that much harder to navigate. Obviously, Miss Trent didn’t intend any harm, this was just a prank …
For the third time in her life Bindy had hired legal counsel. While she knew these charges she was facing were ridiculous misdemeanors there was no reason to not try and get them dismissed anyway. Plus, considering she’d just appeared nude for the world the week before, she couldn’t help but want to save her parents some embarrassment after that, were this next stunt to get blown way out of proportion.
A lot of men and women in blue, that was a given, and then just everything else was like randomly picked chaos. Homeless looking individuals ranting to whomever was listening, prostitutes who had done this a few times already looking bored as they waited to be processed, random individuals some might suspect to be ‘gang members,’ and then just your average people, either well or normal dressed, giving statements, or perhaps trying to explain why they were caught soliciting an illegal sex worker. This place was interesting as all heck. Bindy could have sat hear and people-watched all day and night.
. . .
AHEM!
The cop at the desk next to her cleared his throat loudly, garnering her attention again. She smiled at him, and apologized. It was obvious by his reaction that wasn’t the sort of reply he normally got.
»BINDY«
Sorry, I got caught up in my own head. Hey, do you think you could take these cuffs off of me? I think I’m sensitive to this metal, and uh … I’m not exactly violent or a flight risk. Please?
OFFICER
Yeah uh, I’m just, uh, waiting on the officer with the keys to show up.
»BINDY«
Don’t you all have them? That makes no sense to have one person with keys. That’s totally inefficient. Wait … you lost yours, didn’t you?
The young man, obviously still fresh to this whole things hardened his jaw. It was apparent he was trying to think of an answer other than just a hasty denial of “no!” which would give him away as being guilty.
»BINDY«
Okay, so you misplaced them. Got it. I’m sure that happens all the time.
OFFICER
Let’s get back to the charges. For the last time, for the record, can you explain what exactly you were doing emptying soap into a mall fountain and attacking other shoppers with pillows?
»BINDY«
When you call it ‘attacking’ it makes it sound pretty awful. Besides, that old lady punched me in the boob and I don’t see her here in cuffs. But anyway, like I told the other guy, I was trying to get like a bubble bath, slash, pillow fight flash mob thing going. Why do you think I had Montell Jordan’s “This Is How We Do It” blasting on a stereo? I wanted people there to have some fun! Everyone looked so unhappy, I was trying to do something outlandish. You see, there’s this guy, his name is Dare Clemmens and he’s my opponent …
While this all seemed logical and she explained it in a way she thought made total sense, the desk officer seemed to be thinking the exact opposite. Bindy knew when someone thought she was a loon, and this guy did. He glanced at the paperwork again to check her name.
OFFICER
Miss Trent, do you take any medications for mood or mental disorders?
»BINDY«
I’m not crazy! Listen, Dare Clemmens is my opponent next week in Alpha Wrestling Empire. The dude is certified legit, he’s always doing crazy stuff on dares from the fans on Twitter so I’m just trying to like, one up him basically, or prove that I can hang. This wasn’t a terrorist attack or a mental break down or whatever.
I’m just a female wrestler who was trying to show my upcoming opponent in a fun way that I can be wild and spontaneous too, while also doing something outlandish that made me nervous, but would be fun in the end. Like getting naked in a gay bar.
OFFICER
Is that something you’ve also done?
»BINDY«
No! Dare did that.
OFFICER
Ma’am, does Dare ever tell you to do other things too?
It started to dawn on her that she was facing an uphill battle she had not chance of winning.
. . .
All right, that’s enough speaking to my client for the time being.
It was at that moments a short, slickly dressed man, with over the top hair came speed walking into the station, looking a bit flustered, but quite serious. And not a moment too soon, Bindy thought to herself. This individual had been actually hired by fellow wrestler Aaron Pace to help him build his “brand,” but the lawyer had also taken the opportunity to hand his business cards out to several other superstars backstage at the last show. And now it had paid off. The man in the suit extended his hand to the officer, who took a moment and then shook it, still unsure.
ɨGUSTAVOɨ
My name is Gustavo, and I’m here to represent Miss Bindy Hepzibal Track.
»BINDY«
Hepizah Trent.
ɨGUSTAVOɨ
That’s what I said.
He pulled up a chair beside the officer without invitation and sat down.
ɨGUSTAVOɨ
Now, let’s just get this paperwork out of the way so we can all get on with our nights. Really, my specialty is in trademark and copyrights, but I think the penal system’s laws can’t be that much harder to navigate. Obviously, Miss Trent didn’t intend any harm, this was just a prank …
For the third time in her life Bindy had hired legal counsel. While she knew these charges she was facing were ridiculous misdemeanors there was no reason to not try and get them dismissed anyway. Plus, considering she’d just appeared nude for the world the week before, she couldn’t help but want to save her parents some embarrassment after that, were this next stunt to get blown way out of proportion.