1st Floor Lobby: Tuesday Afternoon

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair was on his way downstairs when something stranged happened in the stairwell. One minute he was bouncing along, the next he was sitting on his butt in a daze. He staggered out into the lobby and sat on the nearest chair.

"That was weird, man." Blair shook his head and looked down at his bare legs and I ♥ Egypt boxers.

"Where are my pants?!"

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[nadiathesaint]

[ooc: Yay! Blair's pants were stolen by the Man!]

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

[ooc: The Man has perfected his invisible pants stealing ray. Bastard.]

[nadiathesaint]

[ooc: Well, yeah, he is the Man, after all. He's mad that Blair was only pretending to support him. And wouldn't cut his hair.]

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica was heading into town with the intention of visiting Nadia in the clinic.

She stopped in her tracks when she spotted Blair, pantsless, in the lobby.

"Well, I missed shirtless day," she said with a smirk. "What clever soul came up with pantsless day?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair whirled and crouched down. "Veronica! Have you seen my pants?"

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

"Think fast, bro!" Jude shouted as he zoomed by.

SMACK!

Yes, that would be a poster now duct taped to the back of Blair's boxers.

And Jude was away and out the door.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Can't say that I have," Veronica said. "Where were you last time you had them?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"On the stairs." Blair turned to wave over at the stairs and grabbed a pillow to hold in front of his boxers. "I was just...and then they're gone..."

"Someone stole my pants!"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Dude!" Blair yelled after Jude. "Not cool!" He spent a brief few seconds turning in a circle to see what was attached to his butt before tearing off the poster.

"Oh, well...I did ask him to advertise."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica raised an eyebrow, but walked over to the stairwell to check. "What floor were you coming down from?" she called.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"The fourth floor." Blair followed behind, trying to hide as much of the little pyramids on his boxers as he could. "Do you think there's a pants thief running around?"

"Or maybe The Man did it!"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica had no words for that, so she just started climbing the steps, looking for Blair's pants.

She finally made it to the fourth floor stairwell and yelled down, "I don't see them, Blair. Are you sure you had them on?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair raised his eyebrow and yelled up the stairwell. "Are you kidding me? Yes, I remember that I had pants on just five minutes ago."

"Did you see any pant thieves? Or maybe pant dissolving acid?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Uh, no," Veronica said, trying desperately not to laugh. She walked back down to the lobby and tilted her head at Blair.

"Were they... shiny? Maybe the gremlins took them?"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair bounced and paced a little. "No, they were just blue jeans. Not shiny at all. I didn't see any gremlins either."

"I don't think they would steal from me, I'm very pro-gremlin."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"You must have never been bitten by one," Veronica remarked. "Well, Blair, I'm sorry to say your pants have mysteriously disappeared. Maybe you should call Robert Stack."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"No, I haven't." Blair shrugged. "But I wouldn't change my stance on their personal freedom even if they did bite me."

"Robert Stack? Is he like clothing detective or something?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"You might feel different if you dress in tight leather and gave lapdances to a bunch of your friends because of them," Veronica pointed out.

"And Robert Stack was the host of a TV show called Unsolved Mysteries."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's...." Blair blushed and tried not to think of Veronica wearing and/or doing any of that. Because he was seriously exposed here.

"Unsolved? I think I want to have a solved mystery here. It's not like my pants just decided to go on strike or something!"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"I wish I could help you," Veronica said, oblivious to any discomfort her previous words may have caused, "but I have to get to visit Nadia, stop at All and Sundries and get to work early so I can decorate for Pip's party. Good luck!"

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for looking." Blair started searching around for something to wear. "I'll see you later at the party."

"Oh! And we're having a slumber party tomorrow night in the 4th floor common room if you want to come."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"No problem," Veronica said. "And thanks, but I'm actually heading out of town for a few days and won't be around."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That stinks, but have fun on your trip!" Blair bounced.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"I will," Veronica said. And I'm totally sending my other character, omg!. "But, um, you might wanna chill on the bouncing til you find pants," she suggested.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Blair blushed. "Oh...sorry, man. Really sorry."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry about. I'll see you later!"

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: Damn it! Janet's nowhere around to take embarrassing pictures and show them to Daniel later. :)