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Morty knows he shouldn't be screwing around with multidimensional shit. It's dangerous, it's impractical, it's blah blah blah. But it's a potential key to unlimited energy, how does nobody see that? He's built a dimensional siphon (it kind of looks like a cardboard box with a funnel and a TI-84 taped to it, but it damn well works), keyed in the dimensional coordinates to a random plane, and by God he's going to use it.
He flips the switch and waits for the energy bar to fill up.
It does! It fills up very rapidly. Then it explodes, along with the box. There's rather more smoke than there should be, and once the smoke clears someone is standing there.
"Oh dear," Morty says faintly.
Flicker at Whateley
in-like-a-lion
"I can put it on you with the same spell I used for mine, if we'd be working together. Otherwise, there's techniques for getting them on in a hurry, notably just wearing most of it under your clothes. And then of course there's the classic enchanted domino mask. You've got options, is what I'm saying."
in-like-a-lion
"Junebug uniform with a mask, then? There's a Costume Design class, even if you don't want to take it you could consult with Mrs. Ryan about how to pull it off. She knows her stuff, contrary to appearances."
point_b
"I don't think I want to fill up a whole class slot with 'how to incorporate a mask into a Junebug uniform', but yeah, maybe I should talk to her."
in-like-a-lion
"Normally it's a requirement, but you're already a million kinds of special and you've got a costume lined up, so I doubt anybody'll care that much."
point_b
"I mean, I guess I could take it and me and Alli could wear something distinctive, but I approve of the Junebugs."
in-like-a-lion
"Costume Shop's pretty fun if you do have to come up with something. Mrs. Ryan really helped me out, I was just in generic blue spandex until she gave me the hauberk idea. And Xan looked like a complete idiot in his spiky villain suit before she drilled some design sense into him."
She pauses. "Still kind of looks like an idiot, but she's not a miracle worker."
She pauses. "Still kind of looks like an idiot, but she's not a miracle worker."
point_b
"Alli would be better at this than me. Maybe I can convince her to come take just that class and nothing else."
in-like-a-lion
"I'm sure she could find some classes she likes as much. There's a class on how to look graceful while fighting, which is kind of hilarious. For the final you have to fight someone off while holding a cup of tea steady."
point_b
"Would she be marked down if one of her held the tea while the other of her did the fighting?"
in-like-a-lion
"Ha! Yeah, you can't hold it with TK or something either. It's all about proper form. Come to think of it, I'm not sure somebody below Ex-4 could even do it; there's only so much you can make up for with conservation of movement. So she might be disqualified regardless."
point_b
"Yeah, she'd probably have the same Exemplar rating as me, all gemini wind up about the same on that front."
in-like-a-lion
"Yeah. Probably not happening. Which is a pity."
Ariel coughs. "So, uh, probably we should be getting back to Whateley."
Ariel coughs. "So, uh, probably we should be getting back to Whateley."
in-like-a-lion
She snaps her fingers. "Yes! That!"
She puts a twenty on the table, then heads over towards the cashier. "Paying for things, a good habit."
She puts a twenty on the table, then heads over towards the cashier. "Paying for things, a good habit."
in-like-a-lion
"They can! Nature is amazing."
The food is paid for. Ariel holds out her arm genteelly (and unnecessarily).
The food is paid for. Ariel holds out her arm genteelly (and unnecessarily).
point_b
Bella takes it anyway. And puts them down in front of her next class, since Ariel doesn't have one now. "Do you want me to drop you in your dorm, or...?"
point_b
"Sure. Thanks for lunch." They already have linked arms; Bella squeezes her hand, then goes in to her history class.