I had that clone transfer the ooze in each of their jacket pockets as they attended the trial. That way it could crawl out as soon as it got to court. When it did I was the first to meet them. It was essential that I had that bit of ooze. It was from a Late Foundation Establishment Stage clone. Not only that, it had Fire, Water, and Metal Qi within it. It was 2.5 grams of ooze. That would do nicely. I put it in my pocket and went to the courtroom. The defense was to go first. I did my best and I almost got my clients off scot free. Ghoststrike was close to house arrest. The crown prosecutor got up and I could tell she was angry. She went scorched earth on us. Everyone went up half an icon. That was still house arrest for Quickflash and Redstroke. The judge adjourned for latter in the day. I reached in my pocket as I looked at Ghoststrike. He looked back at me. I reached for his arm and smeared the ooze on it. 'I will help you break out of jail' I told him through the ooze. His eyes widened. I crawled up his arm as I continued to talk to him about appeals and other mundane things. It settled between his shoulder blades.
Waiting for the judge was a bit nerve wracking. When she returned, we all stood. As we sat down, I could not look away from her. The judge called out the charges one by one and foreman of the jury gave their answer. It was clear they were going down for what they were arrested for. What else? Quickflash and Redstroke got guilty charges for 1 count of attempted homicide, 1 of extortion, 1 of kidnapping and 1 of breaking and entering. For Ghoststrike, it was 4 counts of homicide, 3 of attempted homicide, 7 of extortion and 1 of grand larceny, 1 of kidnapping and 1 of breaking and entering. My clients got 74 months of house arrest. It was what I was expecting to happen. For Ghoststrike it was a different story. "While normally these charges would only grant a guilty party 45 years in a supermax prison, the severity of what we have here and the lack of remorse shown is staggering. I am accepting the prosecutor's motion for an advanced sentencing rubric." His icon shot up a full icon to death penalty. "Ghoststrike of the Green Ninja Trio, I sentence you to death by lethal injection."
The crown prosecutor certainly looked pleased with herself. Ghoststrike just glared at them. The Green Ninja Trio were pissed and yelling at the judge and crown prosecutor. "Zip it!" I snapped at them and they looked at me in surprise. "I will handle it" I said. The guards came and took them away. Since there was nothing better to do, I filed an appeal for the charges that did stick. I could probably whittle them down even more. I was swarmed with journalists as I left the court. I was able to give a few statements before I got into an R8 and drove off back to Love City. I then made the switch over to the ooze of Ghoststrike's back. He was being moved on a bus full of prisoners to the supermax prison. 'I need to go inside you. Far enough a cavity search won't reach.' I told him. He just groaned and lifted his left leg slightly as if he was going to fart. I went down his back to the crack of his ass and pushed inside. I then went up to his colon and stopped. He was uncomfortable. 'Don't worry. We will get you out of here soon.' I told him. He grunted. 'I'll never forgive you for this. I will kill you.' he said.
