Detention 4-15

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

The danger shop looks like the Roosevelt room. Around the conference table are five chairs. Take a seat. CJ's sitting at the head of the table. In the middle is a book without a title, only a raised symbol.

Walter Dornez
Rory Gilmore
Anakin Skywalker
Aeryn Sun

"Welcome to detention, kids. Someone take up the book and start reading aloud. Elocution and enunciation are critical qualitites of public speaking, as is reading unfamiliar material without making mistakes."

[[Detention is out at 4pm today. Enjoy your evening, merry band!]]

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Sign In

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Let's make sure our merry band of intrepid adventurers is all here.

Re: Sign In

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory signed in a bit grumpily.

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[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter signed in.

Re: Sign In

[can_be_more]

Aeryn signs in. Peeved on principle.

[Now with grammar, wtf.]

Re: Sign In

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin signed in.

Read

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

It was midnight in the Howling forest. The wind whistled through the tops of the ancient trees. Suddenly, something enormous crashed and rumbled through the eerie woods.

Re: Read

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin looked at the book, then at the rest of the table. "I could do it, I guess," he said, "if no one minds or anything."

Might as well get this thing started, he thought. Force only knew what Obi-Wan would get up to unsupervised. Jaye might find him or something.

Re: Read

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory gave him a small smile. "It's fine with me," she said quietly, shrugging.

The adventure begins

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

The room changes after the boxes are opened. CJ is nowhere to be found. They are in a dark and smoky pub. The rough hewn table they sit around is at the side of the room and they can hear the people at the next table speaking.

"They've taken all the food."

"They've taken all the daughters."

"They've taken all our money."

"Yes, yes, but what can we do? We aren't heros."

Re: The adventure begins

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin, still not wearing the helmet or breast plate, looked around the pub. "Obi-Wan would love this place."

His ears perked up at the word "heroes," but he didn't want to commit them all to something unilaterally.

Well, yeah he did because that's who he was. But he'd seen the glare Aeryn had been giving her box and didn't feel like dying today.

Re: The adventure begins

[can_be_more]

"Can I stab something now?" asks Aeryn. Who is not wearing a leather bikini. Though she does have on other clothes, just for clarification.

Re: The adventure begins

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Um," Rory said again. "I'm confused."

[and while Rory is confused, her player will be heading offline in the next 15 minutes or so to go be social for a bit, yay! Back around 6:30-7 EST]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Stepping out of the pub and into the streets, the cheering of the people dies as the door slams behind them. At the end of the lane is a large fortress. A sliver of light comes from the gate that has been left ajar.

A rather kindly looking man leans against the wall, just outside the door. Wearing a brown cossack and a cross that glimmers in the low light.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin saw the man and murmured to Aeryn, "Ten dollars says he's going to tell us something cryptic and unhelpful."

[can_be_more]

"That's such an easy bet I can't even consider taking it," she mutters back.

Inside

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

It's rather quiet in the courtyard. Only a hovering pink ball with purple bows at the end of it's tentacles is around. Voices come from the door on the opposit side of the ball.

The Lord

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Marco lounges on a pillow packed dais. A tall purple mohawk adorns his head and bald girls surround him in various states of oppression and espair. Two guards flank the door, and two more flank the dais.

Re: The Lord

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory stopped in the doorway, birds perching on her shoulders and green slime dripping off of her.

"Um," she said over her shoulder to the others.

The Feast [lunch]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Back at the pub, a feast has been laid out for the heroes.

Re: The Feast [lunch]

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Yay, feast. Let no one tell you that being a cute little pink pony isn't hard work.

Re: The Feast [lunch]

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin had been to enough receptions in his life to know not to turn down food when it's right in front of him.

So he ate, not bothering to ask what it was he was eating.

He'd also learned that question could lead to uncomfortable answers.

Re: The Feast [lunch]

[can_be_more]

Aeryn wants her clothes back.

Re: The Feast [lunch]

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory wasn't hungry, thanks.

She was still mourning the coffee she had left behind.

Re: The Feast [lunch]

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

After they've had their fill of praise and crispy orange triangles, noodles in yellow broth, a disturbing green fizzy beverage that tastes of citrus, flatbread topped with melted cheese and vegetables, and chocolate chip cookies, the pub surrounding fades and once again becomes the Roosevelt Room. Everyone is precisely the way they came into detention, especially Aeryn who finally has her own clothes back. CJ sits in her chair asleep, totally not snoring or drooling, and the book lies before Anakin.

"And thanks to the heroes, the townsfolk lived happily ever after. However, in another part of the land,"

It's 4pm and there's still half the book left. Turn the page or wake up CJ and be set free? Tough decision.

OOC

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