fandomhigh | The Kludge's Guide to the Universe | Dangershop, Wednesday Afternoon (Week 3)

Harper was once again sitting with his feet up. He pointed to a list on the wall. "Spilt up into your assigned pairings."

Once everyone had divided up, Harper tapped his controller and cell walls shimmered into being around the different pairings.

"Inevitably, you are going to really annoy someone to the point that they'll lock you up and throw away the key. Unless you happen to have a very good lawyer, or friends with high powered weaponry, you are going to have to rely on your wits to get you out of there."

"Have fun."

[Cells are fairly basic closed boxes, with electronically operated doors. They have two bolted to the wall bunks with basic bedding, a toilet, and a sink.]

Group One
Xander Bly
Molly Hayes

Group Two
Cameron Mitchell
John Crichton

Group Three
Elizabeth Weir
Peter Griffin

Group Four
John Connor
Philip J. Fry

Group Five
Samantha Carter
Janet Fraiser

Group Six
Jamie Madrox
Aeryn Sun

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"I suppose that would work. What's wrong with killing our captors?"

Jamie moves over to the bed and starts trying to undo the bolts on the frame to see if it will come apart. "Because we're the good guys. We don't do that unless absolutely necessary."

Aeryn boggles, not exactly sure what he's doing. "Since when?"

Brusing his knuckles and finger tips a bit he's able to take a the longer part of the bed frame off. "Well... It's a karma thing for me. I don't want to harm anyone unless absolutely necessary. Let's try wedgeing this thing into the door and try getting it open a little bit."

Aeryn picks up an end of it, trying to aim it into the crack between the door and the frame. "I've never heard of karma. It doesn't apply to me."

"Ever hear the phrase: 'What comes around goes around'?" Jamie asked helping lodge the edge of the bedframe part into the door with a grunt. "I'm a firm believer in it."

She shakes her head. "Not that, either. You ready?"

"Ready," Jamie said pulling on the make shift lever with another grunt. "It basically means the bad things you do in life will come back to haunt you in some way. I'm a firm believer in the killing thing being on the bad side."

"I can't imagine why they don't tell soldiers about that," Aeryn muses, repeating Jamie's action. "Did that work?"

With the combined efforts they have opened the door by a half inch.

"Yep. That should do it," Jamie said crouching down and putting his finger through the door. "The trick is willing the dupe to show up on the other side of the door."

Jamie slaps his hand down on the floor triggering his power.

"Hey! You make it okay over there?"

Jamie's voice came back from the other side of the door. "Yep. Just give me a-"

The sound of fabric ripping is heard. "Oh nice Madrox!" The voice called back. "You got my pants caught under the door and they're ripped. Give me yours."

Jamie looked over at Aeryn and then shakes his head. "No way!"

"If a guard comes by I'm not fighting him pantless! Strip!"

Jamie sighed and looked at Aeryn. "Do you mind...?"

Jamie makes the universal sign of "Please turn around so you don't see me in my underwear."

Aeryn boggles for a moment, and obediently turns around. Oh, this should look fun to the boyfriend.

Jamie sighed and took off his pants revealing boxers with smiley faces over them.

"Hurry up. It's cold in here," Jamie said pushing the pants through the door.

"Whatever," The voice replied. "Okay... this lock is electronic. It might take a while. Might as well get comfortable in there. Do you guys have anything I can use to insulate me from the wires?"

"My boots have rubber soles, though I don't think that helps in here..." Aeryn offers.

"I don't think we can get them through the door," Jamie agreed.

"Give me her bra!" The voice cried out from the other side. "It's spandex lycra most likely. That will work."

The Jamie in the cell facepalmed.

Okay, now Aeryn turns around. "What?"

"Wasn't my suggestion!" Jamie yelled out quickly and trying to hide his underwear.

"Seriously!" the voice called back. "I don't know what kind of voltage these wires might have. I could be a very crispy Madrox."

Aeryn takes a mental inventory of what else could be used, and the horrible thing is, she can't find anything. "Turn around," she orders.

Jamie turned around praying that this wasn't the pair of underwear with the holes in the back.

Aeryn pulls her arms inside her shirt, and manages to work the bra off, setting forth with a muttered series of words including but not limited to (barely) "frell". Finally she says, "You can turn around now. And I want this back."

Jamie turns around with his eyes covered. "John's going to kill me, isn't he."

"He's got a list of people to go through before you," she assures him, attempting to- gah- get her bra to the other Jamie.

The bra slipped through the door and then there was another ripping sound.

"Damn. Ruined my pants again. Aeryn? Would you mind-"

Jamie (in the cell) interrupted before that thought could be further expressed.

"JUST WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

"I may have to kill that you," Aeryn warns.

EEP!

"OPEN THE DOOR NOW!" Jamie yelled.

"No!"

"NOW! SHE'S GOING TO KILL ME!"

"So?"

"NOW!"

The door slides open. The other Jamie stands there holding a bra and Jamie's pants.

"What? I just thought I'd see if I could make some magic happen."

Pantless Jamie decides the best thing to do is strangle his duplicate.

Aeryn's so not doing anything to help.

"Unless it's absolutely necessary, hm?" she says. "I'd like my clothing back now."

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