fandomhighdorms | Outside Locker 327

On her way to her office ~~yeah, it might be the long way~~ she sees Charlie and his chalkboard. Smiling, and absolutely not shaking her head at his effots, she walks right up to him.

"How's it coming, Charlie?"

Charlie turned his head and smiled to her. "It's going really well! I'm hoping to get the interior measurements today!"

"Interior measurements? You mean like..open it? Isn't that kind of, um, risky?" She looks at his work just long enough to realize she'd have better luck with the Plato in the original Greek.

"Oh, I'll take precautions, of course." He rummaged around behind a blackboard and pulled out a rope.

"A rope?" She moves around, closer to the locker, because it locked still...right?...and gawks at him. "You think a rope is going to be enough?"

Charlie looked down at the rope. "You don't think so?"

She turns and looks at the locker, "Well, it seems kind of random...arbitrary. No one has had the same thing happen. I just wonder if a rope would do any good."

She turns back to him with a sly grin, "Do you have a mathy reason it might?"

Ten jogs up just as Broots leaves. "Sorry about that, love, had to get something from my office...Oh. Hello, Charlie."

"There you are. Charlie's going to measure the inside today." She gives him a skeptical look, then her eyes dart to the rope in Charlie's hand.

He follows her gaze to the rope. "With a ROPE? Don't you have one of those nifty little laser things, at least? More accurate."

((OOC: Both the muns of Ten and CJ have to go do RL things. We'll be back in a few hours.))

"Yeah, Charlie, I mean...what do you think you can really find with that? I'm sure Gil and Sara probably have all kinds of neat tools to borrow." She's just joking with him, and she smirks as she crosses her arms in front of herself and stands there with her back to the locker.

Charlie rolled his eyes at them. "To tie me to the blackboards, silly, so I don't get sucked in when I'm measuring!"

Briefly, Ten glances suspiciously at the locker, but whatever thought he has, then leaves his mind. "To tie you to the blackboards."

"They are big, sturdy blackboards," Charlie pointed out, serenely.

Suddenly, the locker opened. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/416416.html?thread=17864864#t17864864)

Chloe makes her way down the hall and bounced up to Charlie. "Hey Professor," she says in greeting. "How's it going?"

"Good morning, Chloe!" Charlie beamed at her. "You're just in time!"

"Oh good, I was hoping you wouldn't have gotten too far without me." Chloe glanced at the blackboards. "How dangerous are you planning on making this little venture today?"

Shortly after CJ and the Doctor arrived, the locker flew open. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/416416.html?thread=17864864#t17864864)

"Um, Mr. Eppes? Can I join you next week?" Broots's eyes are red and he's clutching at a box of tissues as if it's his life-line.

Charlie patted him kindly on the shoulder. "Certainly. Go lay down, Broots. Have some soup."

Behind CJ, the locker door swung open suddenly with a great burst of wind. Initially, it pushed everyone back, but then the winds reversed. CJ, being the closest, had no chance of resisting as she was sucked into the locker.

The vortex also grabbed onto the smallest blackboards. It skidded across the floor to slam against the front of the bank of lockers, blocking anyone else from getting pulled in after CJ.

Hair blew around her face and she tried to brush it back. She couldn't even see...and then she was being pulled backwards. She tripped a bit over the edge of the locker and fell backwards. She gasped...and was gone.

Ten was frozen for about half a second, staring at the blackboard that was smack up against the bank of lockers. CJ had completely disappeared behind it.

Without thinking, he went to one end and started to push, but the wind was still too strong for him to move it on his own. "You two," he snapped, looking at Charlie and Chloe. "Get over there and pull."

Charlie stopped staring at the locker/blackboard and ran over to pull.

Chloe continued to stare as she went over to help Charlie pull, holding on tightly in the hopes that none of them would go in too.

The vortex continued to pull at the blackboard, but the three of them combined were able to shift it slowly.

Caught in a whirling, spinning wind, she tried to scream for help but the sound was overwhelmed by the howling of the vortex. No clue what way was up, she tumbled in the dark.

Finally shoving the blackboard out of the way, Ten stared down into the...whatever it was. "CJ?" he screamed, bracing his hands on either side of the locker, but his voice was torn away by the winds.

So he did the Doctor thing, turning as best he could to yell at Chloe and Charlie. "Don't follow me." And then he promptly let go of the wall...

"Tell me what you saw when you come back!" Charlie shouted after him.

Chloe gasped at the Doctor, shaking her head. "Oh my god, he did not just do that." Whirling around, she looked at Charlie as if wondering whether he might have hit his head when the locker opened. "'Tell me what you saw...'?! What if he doesn't come back?"

Now that the blackboard was out of the way and the Doctor had jumped in, the door was free to close.

Which it promptly did, right on the Doctor's heels.

A few papers fluttered to the floor of the hallway and the locker was once again silent.

Tumbling and spinning she's starting to relax and just go with it. If her whole locker experience iss going to include dizziness and nausea...she might as well pretend it's a carnival ride...

...when 165 pounds of Time Lord smacks into her back. Hard.

"Ow," Ten says, even though he can't hear himself over the sound of the vortex. Grabbing what he's run into, he finds out that it's...female shaped. Definitely.

"CJ?" Then he remembers she can't hear him.

It's jarring and unexpected and she shrieks...except it's drown out. Familiar hands...that'[s good. She clings to what she hopes is Ten, or maybe it's Charlie or Chloe, it doesn't really matter.

White light flashed so fast she was sure someone inside the locker had taken a picture.

And then she dropped.

The light lasts longer in Ten's perspective, but it's still completely blinding. Just as he's about to blink and scream, it disappears, and he's falling.

And he...and the female who he really hopes is CJ because otherwise she'd KILL him for grabbing like this...hit with a thud.

It feels like industrial grade carpet, under his cheek, but he can't really tell...

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