[Room 306] Making Fiends, Making Fiends

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

6 is in his room, constructing mannequins. For the sake of Art. Every once in a while, he stops to read a graphic novel called "The Escapist."

The door is slightly ajar, and 6 is in a more nostalgic mood than usual. Not that he's leaving or anything.

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[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"John Dr... It doesn't matter." He pulls a few tumblers from a drawer. "Be prepared."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"You, I can't see as a Boy Scout. Adama, yes. You, no." Parker took the tumbler, and toasted him. "Sentiments of the season, yadda.... Hmmm." She tapped her fingers on the glass after she took a sip. "Want to work off that Dare with a strike against the establishment?"

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"Boy Scouts are more of an American thing, anyway." He pulled from his tumbler. "Have something in mind?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's smile was slow and evil. "Did you know the teacher's lounge has an xBox, just going to *waste*?"

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"What's an xBox?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker blinked, then rolled her eyes. "A video game system. One of the better, high-end ones, that can play the best games, and in no way deserves to be ignored by our dear faculty. None of them are in the lounge now, they're off grading tests or getting drunk. And the Principal is leaving soon, he's short-timing it-- all we have to do is get past Biffy." She leaned in. "No one has tried that all semester, not and succeeded, you know."

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"Ah. A contraption designed to lure in minds and liquefy them. The Principal's insidious plots don't only extend to the students but to the faculty as well. As my last strike against tyranny while I'm here... this term... I shall steal this xBox. But I cannot do it alone."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker frowned, then admitted. "Good point. Who do you need?"

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

"We'll need at least a half-dozen running a number of confidence games. A tea leaf, two bobbysoxers, a five alarmer, and popsicle stick. And a Nellie Bly."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker blinked at him. "Okay. English is my first language. Italian and Japanese my second, Spanish my third-- and I have no idea what you just said. Give me names, I'll get you players."

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

6 harumphed. "Thief, in the ducts. Two boxers, for distracting Rover, a charmer for Biff, and a lockpick for the door. And an eye -- command central."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I'll take that last one. I can't box, I suck at charm, and I have a good idea for the lockpick. Plus I don't want to get my suit messed up." She tapped a finger on her lower lip, her eyes narrowing. "And actually, I know who we need for all the others, too."