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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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Pippi wriggled her fingers behind her back.

"Non." she said, "Not at all. This shouldn't take... Long?"

Pippi jerked her wrists, expecting to be able to snap the chain that connected the cuffs with ease... But they didn't come apart like she expected.

Tyler chuckled. "Don't think you can yank them off just like that.Maybe we need something to cut the chain with?"

He's Elvis, but he's also Tyler. Either way, he doesn't pick locks.

"I think you are correct chu-chu. I normally would be able to break these but..." *yank yank*

Okay, now it was a matter of principle, this was ridiculous. Pippi was starting to think she was cursed where the Danger Shop was concerned. She leaned over and brought her arms down around her legs so she could see the cuffs. She twisted her hands around and curled her fingers around the part of the cuffs where they were attached and pulled. And pulled. Aaaaaand nothing.

"Zees iz not 'appening." she mutters to herself straitening back up.

Tyler crooked an eyebrow at Pippi's contortions, then began wordlessly rummaging through the supplies on one of the dressers. He comes out with a large, sharp hairpin with a jewel at one end. "Think this will, ah, do the job?"

Pippi tilted her head at the hairpin.

"Ya... I mean Oui. I think that would do nicely." she nodded, still twisting her wrists and yanking at the cuffs. "I'm afraid I know very little about picking the locks."

"That makes two 'a us," Tyler admitted.

He knelt and started blindly prodding around the keyhole of the cuffs with the end of the hairpin. "We could just leave you like this," he joked.

"Always wanted a handcuffed French Maid of your very own?" Pippi asked innocently joking.

"Well, maids ain't much good for maiding if they're handcuffed," Tyler pointed out, grinning.

He found the tumblers inside the handcuffs and prodded, feeling them starting to give a little. "I might have it," he said, dropping the accent.

"I don't do windows." she says grinning over her shoulder, "Handcuffs or no."

"Oh? I heard a clicky!"

"Doin' windows with your hands all bound up would definitely earn you a raise," Tyler joked.

He frowned at the lock, "Yep. Think it's coming." Lock seeimingly undone, he grabbed the cuffs and pulled. "How's it feel?"

"Yay raise." Pippi didn't want to move in case doing so would jostle the cuffs and undo whatever it was Tyler was doing. Considering her only other experience with the Danger Shop and the fact that she couldn't use her strength to bust out of the cuffs, she was starting to get a little antsy.

So when Tyler tugged at the cuffs and they fell away from her arms, she was very pleased indeed.

"My hero!" she said turning to him and spreading her arms.

"Just doin' my best, miss," Tyler smirked, accent back on. "Sorry I douldn't get them off faster."

"Ah, you did very well for somebody who didn't think he knew what he was doing." Pippi said.

"Maybe I have a career in international espionage in my future," Tyler joked.

"I feel much safer knowing you're on the job." Pippi said. "... Or I will if you end up working for Sweden... Not that I think we're really much on the espionage scene..."

Tyler smiled. "Somebody has to protect the lutefisk. And IKEAs."

Pippi nodded, "Somebody has to protect us from Levitz."

Detention - 06/10

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