Hallway Outside Room 314, Thursday Afternoon

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A cold, shivering, glittery-slime-covered Conner McKnight, wearing nothing except a broad silver bracelet with a red gem on his left wrist, came dashing through the snow into the dorms and up the stairs to his room after a catastrophic incident with the Squishy machine at All and Sundries.

He hadn't been expecting a 10'x10'x10' cube to come out of the stupid machine, and he definitely hadn't been expecting it to attack him and eat his clothes. Thanks to Jane and Apu he'd managed to get out of it okay, but now he felt like he'd been sunburned all over. While red was his color, he didn't exactly like to wear it like that.

But right now? He desperately wanted a shower, and clothes.

. . . one slight problem.

His keys? Had been in the pocket of his pants. Which had been eaten by the cube.

Conner started head-dooring but not head-Dooring, because OMGWTF, and then he did that stupid sort of thing where you put one foot on the door and then yank on the knob with all your strength. Slimed-up as he was, that only caused him to propel himself backwards across the hallway and into the opposite wall.

He could swear he saw little T-Rexes chittering around his head.

[OOC: Open, yo. Come help or laugh at the poor boy!]

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[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"You look like you're having a good day," Schrodinger said.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Agh!" yelped Conner, who certainly hadn't seen Schrodinger there before. His expression turned irritated, and he scrambled to sort of flop over onto his stomach. "Yeah, fabulous. Totally fabulous."

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"Really? 'Cause it looks like you're miserable."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Oh, very funny," Conner grumbled at him. "I don't know how I could have mixed that up."

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"Well, you aren't particularly bright," Schrodinger said. "At least, I'm guessing from the lack of clothes."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"That's not my fault!" snapped Conner. "Some big freaky cube thing came out of the Squishy machine and attacked me, and ate my clothes! You try running back to the dorms in this weather like this!"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't," Schrodinger said. "Then again, that's an option you didn't have, did you?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner rolled over and sat up, tucking his knees up under his chin in the most modest posture he could manage -- not that it did a damned thing about the glitter. "Well, how else was I going to get back? Teleporting?"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"It's not as hard as some people think."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

". . . you're kidding, right?"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

Schrodinger tilted his head to the side. "I dunno. Am I? It's hard to tell."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it is, actually," Conner told him. "So are you? Serious about the teleporting, I mean?"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"Maybe. Why do you want to know?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"My keys are wherever my clothes went," Conner admitted reluctantly. "So I'm locked out of my room."

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"Ahhh. And you want me to let you in. Okay. What's in it for me?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Oh, of all the luck. He'd had to run into one of the less altruistic students.

"Depends," Conner said. "What sort of currency do you take?"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"American Dollars, Canadian Dollars, duetchmarks, Spanish pesos, Argentinian pesos. I'm flexible. But you know what I'd be most interested in?"

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Do I want to know?"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"A favor," Schrodinger said. "Favors are much more valuable than money."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"I guess," Conner said dubiously. "Yeah, sure."

How bad could it be, anyway? Anything to get back to his room and get a shower and clothes.

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"Lead the way, then," Schrodinger said.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner just pointed at the glittered-and-slimed door across the hallway. "That one?"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

Schrodinger nodded. "So. You're covered in glitter."

_{[[Have Connor look away? As far as I know, it only works when people aren't looking.]]}

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner groaned and buried his face in his hands for a good few minutes. "You noticed," he said, his voice muffled.

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

When he looked up, Schrodinger was gone.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that's not fair," Conner said under his breath, watching the door of his room keenly. "So not fair. Hey . . . how do I know you didn't just run down the hall?"

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"You would have heard my footfalls," Schrodinger said as he opened the door.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Okay, point." Conner pointed a slightly shaky finger at him, but still didn't make a move to get up. "You seriously just did that. Man, that would come in handy. So what do I owe you?"

No, he didn't yet suspect that he might regret this.

[cat-in-the-box.livejournal.com]

"A favor," Schrodinger said. "I'll call it in later, but for now? You owe me a favor."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Right." Conner nodded furiously. "I'll remember that. Thanks, man."