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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 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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