Behind the Dorms, Saturday Night

[once_a_traitor]

Prince Edmund of Narnia kept his word, except for when it was terribly inconvenient, was in his best interests or he just didn't feel like it. In this case, however, he'd recruited a project manager for his attempt to conquer Fandom (and eventually Narnia) and he was sure she would look exceptionally good in black leather. It was a requirement for

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[notahostage]

As a matter of fact, Wendy looked fabulous in black leather, however she hadn't been able to find any in other!Wendy's wardrobe.

As she made her way behind the dorms, in addition to her favourite gun, Wendy carried a chic black briefcase filled with outlines for various takeover plans, all of them sheer elegance in their simplicity.

[once_a_traitor]

Prince Edmund turned to face her and gave a nod. "You're punctual. I like that. So many have the spirit of a good evil scheme, but can never get to work on time. It disappoints me, and then I have to turn them into stone to make an example of them."

[notahostage]

"Minions," Wendy agreed with a snort. "Can't live with them, can't build a big enough super-weapon to wipe them all out."

[once_a_traitor]

"One day perhaps. For now, I'll settle for a plan to take over the island. Suggestions?"

[notahostage]

Wendy flipped through her folder of plans. "How do you feel about giant robots?"

[once_a_traitor]

"Don't really have the resources," Prince Edmund admitted. "I'd like to use Fandom as a test for Narnia, so we'll need to go with something that we can build with simple resources that can stand against magical attacks."

[notahostage]

"Simple and magic," Wendy said, mostly to herself. "Simple and magic. Let's see, vengeful ghosts, elder gods, demons, zombies, ninja, pirates, zombie pirates, zombie ninja, zombie ninja pirates..."

Wendy had a thing for zombies.

[once_a_traitor]

"What about a Ninja Pirate Zombie Robot?" Prince Edmund asked, stroking his chin thoughtfully. He looked awfully dark in this low light and he thought it made him look menacing. "Although the robot part would really just be armour, still it would look fierce."

[notahostage]

"I like," Wendy said. "And Tyra would agree that looking fierce is one of the most important things."

Wendy ruled a dystopia full of despair and human misery, of course Top Model was still on the air.

[once_a_traitor]

Prince Edmund pondered for a moment whether this Tyra was available, and if he or she would make a good General for the Army. He filed it away into the dark depths of his mind for future use. "Ninja Pirate Zombie Robot it is," Prince Edmund declared. "Can you see to it?"

[notahostage]

"It'll take some time to round up the parts needed," Wendy replied with a nod. "But we should be ready to go by the end of the weekend."

[once_a_traitor]

A wicked smile crossed over his wicked face and his wicked eyes danced with the devil in the pale moonlight. "Then I'll be in touch. For the moment, my chambers are in room 429. If you require anything, the meerkat will attend you."

[notahostage]

"Meerkat, right," Wendy said, managing to keep her expression neutral. "I'll keep an eye out for him."