She's the best girl that I ever had

[sandcastleking]

Characters: Geoff/Edgar (sandcastleking) and Locket/Layer (moe_rapier)
Date/Time: Leeeeet's say Sunday morning 5/16.
Location: DA SLAMMAH. or, y'know, rentamannequincop HQ.
Rating: ...pfff. PG, methinks.
Summary: Geoff's mechanical curiosity gets him on the mannequins' bad side yet again. But apparently, he isn't alone. Insert bad 'jailbird' joke...here.

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[moe_rapier]

"...a misunderstanding! I met the height requirements, so--" Her arms held behind her back by two guards, the tall purple-haired individual was hurried into the fanciful Prison Du Disney. She didn't seem to resist as fiercely as any other apprehended suspect. Locket frowned, finally attempting to break from her restraints when the jingle of keys filled her ears, and she pulled open the sell. Not even sparing Geoff a glance, they chucked the Navigator in as well, shut and locked the door, and departed.

She breathed a quiet sigh, and dusted herself off. Immediately, she lifted a hand to an ear - force of habit, of course, but she didn't remember why - and had a glance around the cell. When her gaze fell to Geoff, she paused.

"Oh... I'm sorry." What was this man in here for? Was he dangerous?

[sandcastleking]

He only glanced up momentarily from the toy--which had a few parts carefully prised off--when the scuffling started. New mildly-unfortunates being brought in wasn't something terribly new, so his attention went back to a stubborn screw...

...At least until the door to his cell was opened long enough to toss the new alleged miscreant inside. That was a first, he'd never shared a cell with anyone before, much less--

Geoff straightened in his seat, flicked his ponytail off his shoulder, and put the screwdriver away. It's impolite to offer the lady only half of one's attention, after all.

"No need to apologize," He said, smiling, then raised an eyebrow. "'Height requirements'?"

[moe_rapier]

"They wrote me a note saying I was 'too young' to ride on the rides, that I needed an adult's supervision. I'm tossed in here until 'my parents' come to pick me up," Locket answered with a shake of her head in disbelief. She tucked some purple behind what passed for an ear for her, and stuffed her hands in her pockets, hiking her shoulders.

"Needless to say, I just might be waiting here a while," she muttered quietly. But that was enough of that. She removed her hands from her pockets, gesturing to his screwdriver and toy.

"...Is that broken? I could fix that for you." Reploid through and through, obviously. Always gotta help mankind, by crikey!

[sandcastleking]

"Too young?" He raised the other eyebrow, glanced down and over, then returned to eye contact. "Exactly what kinds of rides do they have here?" He asked, clearly amused.

And no, she wouldn't be here a while. Whenever someone got around to busting him out, she was coming too. He felt no guilt or compunction about it--clearly, whatever rule she had broken was a silly one, much like the ones he kept breaking. Clearly.

"This? Oh, no, it isn't broken." Crooked smile, then Geoff amended, "I hope not. I just wanted to see how it worked."

[moe_rapier]

Ah, another who hailed from a bygone era. Locket helped herself get over a mild self-consciousness from her ogling by nodding with a smile. "It looks repairable to me! You'll find that wind-up toys like those run by a simple yet clever means. Don't let me spoil that for you, though."

She turned back to the bars. It was a simple matter of grasping the bars and bending them out of the way for easy escape. This would equal a jailbreak, however... and she still wasn't sure if this gentleman deserved to be in here or not. Locket frowned, thinking it was a little unfair to be judgmental of a stranger's character. Perhaps he was as wrongfully imprisoned as she.

The Navigator turned to face him once more in a little swirl of purple hair, and extended a hand. "I-I apologize. ...I'm Locket."