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The Danger Shop, when students enter, looks like a somewhat rough part of an older part of a town. There were a few old cars around, one of which was noticably red - noticably mainly due to the fact that everything was in black and white - including the kids themselves ~~and if the Danger Shop can't do that, then *handwave* now it can~~ - save for a few splashes of color.

Becky was leaning against a wall, a piece of chalk in her hand. Miho was, naturally, nowhere to be found. And she wouldn't be, until she felt the need to be seen. On the wall, in suprisingly neat writing, read:

Alec
Joxer
Walter Dornez
Tyler Durden
Gwynn Hood
Pippi Longstocking
Jamie Madrox
Conner McKnight
Cameron Mitchell
M. Parker
Peter Parker
Peter Pevensie
Nadia Santos
Dawn Summers
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester

She crossed names off as students filed in.

[OOC: Naturally, OCD is ~~coming~~ up, yay! Also, getting this up now as I? Have not made with the sleepination yet, and neither has Miho's player. Will be responding from about noon EST onwards.

ETA: ~~see availability in Rory's journal~~ back, and my cat is fine. :) Thank you everyone for thinking of me.]

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Cameron would be worried about his freedom depending on Parker's skills if he wasn't too busy boggling at the tools she was supposed to free him with. "Why do I feel like I'm storing in an cheap R-rated horror film?"

"Because this is the point at which the guy with a knife usually jumps out from the shadows and kills the extras," Parker said, glaring at the accesories. "Damnit. Knew I should've asked Carter or Marty for lockpicking tips." She grabbed an earring, and started working on picking the lock on Cam's cuffs. "Dear God, let the Danger Shop not get pictures of this. Thanks and amen, Parker."

Cameron raised an eyebrow as he watched Parker pick at the lock. His left arm had been handcuffed to the headboard of the bed and he was really wishing he hadn't made any remarks about powerplay earlier.

"You mean you didn't ask them? I would have thought that'd be high up your list," he said, forgetting the whole roleplaying thing.

She cocked an eyebrow at him, holding his wrist steady while she tried to manipulate the catch on the cuffs with the back of the earring. "They were always around when I needed those skills. Damnit. Should've asked Jarod--" She coughed. "Ahem. Anyway. Try to hold still, Mr. Officer and Gentleman." Parker braced herself with one knee on the bed, reaching over Cam's head, then blinked.

Okay, bad bad images of Jarod handcuffed. She *really* needed to call him after Detention.

Okay. Time to close his eyes while shifting a little bit more to the side. "I don't suppose giving them a call is allowed?"

Parker leaned forward, then back when she realized how much of her cleavage he could see if he opened his eyes, and dryly said, "I don't think this is a phone-a-friend situation, Cam. Although we could definitely use a lifeline here." Another turn of the earring,and then it snapped. "Damnit!" She threw the earring at the nightstand, and frowned at the cuffs, giving them a good rattle. "Wait."

She toed off her stiletto heel, and started to work on the lock again. "We are not mentioning this to anyone. Ever. Right?"

Cameron opened an eye to see what she was doing. It was just enough to see a shoe and a flash of... and yep, he closed his eyes again.

"I knew there was more to the shoes than you guys were saying. This just proves it!"

The catch is starting to give, so Parker keeps working at it, then rolls her eyes. "Well, duh. Sharp. Pointy. The kind of weapon everyone overlooks. Congrats, you figured it out." She stopped for a second, flexing her fingers, then grinned. "Molly would *so* kill to be here for this, I'd bet. Jaye too."

Cameron's eyes snapped open and he stared at Parker. Not there, higher omg, dirty minds. He opened his mouth to protest, but there really wasn't anything he could possibly bring in to this. With a scowl, he started stating his name, rank and number again.

"Good boy," Parker purred, leaning forward again, and giving her lollipop an extra suck. "Just lie there. Let me do alllll the hard work."

She went back to turning the catch on the lock, giggling a little.

Okay, so he closed his eyes again but he was totally glaring behind closed lids, damnit.

"Yes, ma'am. I'm at your command," he tried to sound cocky instead of flaily.

"Got that right." Parker hummed under her breath, and said, "Almost, almost, almost... Recite your name, rank and serial number again, flyboy. Then you're free."

Fine. Two could play at that. "Oh yeah, baby," Cameron grounded out. "I knew you could do it."

Parker whapped him on the shoulder, then collected the cuffs, looking at them speculatively as she climbed off the bed. "I'm glad it was good for you too, Cam. I don't want anyone saying I wasn't gentle for your first time in cuffs." She threw them in the air, then caught them. "Mine now."

Cameron was off and out of bed in a flash, rubbing his wrist. "You shouldn't underestimate us NAVY men, ma'am."

Parker dimpled at him. "Never again, sir." And she gave him a salute.

"Good," he grinned and stood back to attention. "That was some interesting footwork, ma'am."

Detention - 06/10

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