Fandom Trooper Station

[fandomtroopers]

Yesterday's prisoner was still safely locked up in her cell. For what the troopers cared, she could stay there.

((Please wait for Mel to tag in. Feel free to handwave being escorted to the cell.))

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[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel? Still here.

If she knew the words to "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot" right now she'd totally be doing that.

Mostly to annoy the guards.

Instead she's resisting the urge to say bad things about Wonka's chocolate.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow came in looking fretty. "Mel!"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Hey Will," Mel said inwardly wincing at another friend finding her in here. "Great broadcast Saturday night. What's new with you?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Are you okay?" Willow asked. "Is there anything I can do?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Harris is supposed to be bringing more bri- bail money for me to get out today," Mel replied. "Unless you know a way to get all the troopers to forget that I did a B&E and dissed Wonka's chocolate."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Not without lethe's bramble," Willow said, poutily. She leaned in to whisper. "I brought you something."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel carefully looked around to see if the troopers were watching. "What is it?" she whispered back.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow looked around too, then whispered softer, "I brought you a file."

She then reached into her bag and pulled out a file folder.

It was neatly labeled "Mel's file."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," Mel said trying not to laugh (and hurting herself in the process). "I'll use it to break out if Harris can't come up with any extra scratch."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I wanted to help," Willow said, still whispering. "You should hide it so the guards can't see."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"I'll do that," Mel said earnestly as he tried to keep a straight face and her spleen from busting out of her body. "Where should I hide it if they strip search me?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Maybe roll it up and put it in a crack in the wall?" Willow suggested.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel looked around the cell. "There aren't any that would fit."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Nuts," Willow said. "This is problematic."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Maybe I could just say it's to hold all my documentation," Mel suggested. "Because quite frankly it's too big to hide... um... elsewhere. If you know what I mean."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, they didn't give you much by way of furniture," Willow agreed. Because her definition of "elsewhere" might not be exactly the same as Mel's.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Right. Furniture. I wouldn't want the file to be found in my drawers," Mel said nodding slowly as though communicating something else entirely.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah," Willow said. "That's the first place they'd look."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Not to mention uncomfortable," Mel said continuing to nod slowly and waiting for Willow to catcher her drift.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"There could be splinters," Willow said, nodding back. "Especially if you were also your stakes there."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

...

"Right. Well let's hope it doesn't come to that," Mel said suddenly shifting around uncomfortably.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Probably for the best," Willow agreed. "So do you need anything? Did you have classes today?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"No classes," Mel replied. "Not until tomorrow. Is being in jail an acceptable excuse for missing class?"

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I don't know," Willow admitted. "But if you can't make it I could pick up your homework for you."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Thanks Will," Mel said a small smile. "Hopefully it won't come to that. Actually since Deadpool is one of my teachers getting thrown in Jail will probably get me extra credit."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Based on his radio show, I could believe it," Willow said. "Well if it changes let me know? Though hopefully you'll be out of here real quick."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Thanks for dropping by Willow," Mel said with grateful look. "I'll let you know when I get out."

[needsaparrot]

Xander showed up as soon as he could, after a bit of time haggling up front.

If, you know, you define "haggling" as "taking one look at the Sheriff and opening up your checkbook, then politely asking her to sign your expense receipt. With any name she chose to, really. And kind of wishing you had the cojones to make the backup offer."

"How're they treating you?" he asked when he got back to Mel's cell. "Need anything? Deck of cards, magazine, soap?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"How about a lock pick, a getaway vehicle, ten minutes head start and a fake mustache?" Mel asked brightly. "What's the word? Do I get out of here or do I need to start bartering favors with cigarettes. Or with the guards, high quality chocolate."

[needsaparrot]

Xander reached into his pocket and pulled out two fake mustaches. He slapped one on his face and held the other out to her through the bars.

"Getaway rickshaw's out front. If anybody asks, your name's Wilburina."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel took the mustache laughing and slapped it on her face. "I'd prefer the name 'Clyde'. Wilburina? Seriously."

[needsaparrot]

"Wilbur Junior?" Xander showed her his fake ID. Hey, it still came in handy sometimes. Despite the lack of a patch.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"That has to be the worst ID I've ever seen," Mel said looking at it closely. "And actually a little scary."

[needsaparrot]

Xander nodded. "The whole concept is people remember the 'stache and forget everything else." He twitched the fake one on his face. "Ready to bust out of here?"

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel gave him a look of WTF? "Seriously. This is a jail break?"

[needsaparrot]

"Well, the cell's been unlocked since I came past the guard, but you can always kick it open for added effect. Long as you don't break it."

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

Mel pushed against the door and it slid open with ease.

Then she pouted.

"Okay. You were getting me all psyched for a jailbreak. Can I still run out of here and pretend it's a jail break?"

[needsaparrot]

"Yup." Because he'd told the guards she'd probably do that, and pointed out his receipt.

And left a rather large box of chocolate on the front counter.

[cantjossme.livejournal.com]

"Rocketship!"

And with that Mel is running full blast out of the police station.

[needsaparrot]

Xander followed at a more sedate pace. But he didn't take off the mustache.