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When Pasha had rolled out of what she now considered 'her' bed and groped around in the dark for her communicator to check for her messages that morning, she was in for a rather unusual shock. Instead of her Starfleet issue communicator being where she had left it, on the bed beside her as she'd passed out for the night, there was instead what

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[plays_dirty]

Marcus is standing in his room shirtless in a pair of sleep paints glaring at a the bloody muggle device in his hand and the note, he's muttering under his breath when he hears his door open. He turns quickly and sees the frazzled haired women standing there. "That's my broom!"

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"That's my communicator!" She snaps straight back at him. "You must be a damned poor thief if you leawe you things at the scene of a crime!" Pasha was in a bad bad mood, waking up early had that effect on her anyway, but then having to go on a wild goose chase just to get her communicator? Not the best way to wake her up.

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"Hey, Hey I didn't steal any of your shit, You stole my broomstick, that's worth a 150 galleons." Marcus reaches his hand out and the broom flies back to him and he shoulders it. "What is this bloody thing?" He asks looking at the comm unit in his hand.

[mr_chekov]

"I am no thief! I hawe newer committed a crime in my life. I woke up with that damned thing next to me and a note on it to come and get my communicator." The broom flying out of her hands unnerves her. It was most irregular, inanimate objects weren't supposed to move on it's own.

"That is Federation technology and if you don't hand it back this moment there will be dire consequences." The navigator replies, with her hands on her thin hips.

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"Consequences? Here, in this place? I don't know what the federation is, but here" He tosses the communicator back to here. "But love. there are no consequences here, just drugs in the food and the air, probably some trick being played on us by the board staff."

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"The Federation of planets you--" Pasha felt her heart leap into her throat, stopping mid-sentence, as he threw the communicator. Catching was not her strong and she barely managed to grab it, fumbling slightly as she caught it. "Watch it!" She snapped at him once again. "This is an adwanced piece of technology, if you break it, then I can not get home!"

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"Love, I can't get home and I'm a wizard, I've tried getting home and I just appear back here or in the garden. So I doubt your 'adwanced technology' will be able to get you home." He says mimicking the way she said advanced but it comes out muddled because of his own accent. "We can go home when the hotel decides we can go home."

[mr_chekov]

The navigator gave an incredibly ungainly snort. "Wizard. Certainly you are." She rolled her eyes to herself. Evidently he was either an idiot or just plain old insane. Wizard indeed. "Why don't you use your broom to fly out of this place then, Mister Wizard?" She mocked as she checked over her communicator.

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Marcus snorts at her. "Tried that, tried Apparition, bloody hell I've tried walking, broom you just go for ever, same with walking, Apparition I just end up in a random room back here." He sighs pinching the bridge of his nose, setting his broom aside he pulls his wand out of the pocket of his sleep pants and flicks it at the night stand and a pack of cigarettes and a light fly into his hand. He pulls on out and puts it in his lips and lights it. "Trust me, I've tried to get out of here."

[mr_chekov]

To that Pasha crinkles her nose at him. Oh goodness, he actually thinks that he can use magic. Great. He must have been a complete loony. "Right sure. Magic." Her tone was one of pure amusement and disbelief. And now he was smoking as well. Yep. Definitely crazy then. "Yes, well I hawe been here for nearly two years. I can safely say that there is no way out other than beaming."

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"Bullshit love there is no way out of here, until the hotel lets you leave." He smirks, "I am a wizard I can prove it to you." He shrugs spinning his wand in his fingers.