Twelfth Edition

[workswithidiots]

[It's been a very very long while since Alexis woke up next to anyone, so she's more than a bit surprised when her waking-mind points out that there's someone else in her bed. She opens one eye, blinks, then sits up]

WHAT THE HELL?!

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[hev_interloper]

[Especially when said someone is in a Hazardous Environment Suit. (He hasn't quite gotten to the point of sleeping without it in this castle yet.) So... have a groggy and confused Gordon?]

[workswithidiots]

[Stares forever, then stares at the handcuffs, then stares at Gordon again]

...Did I get really, really drunk last night?

[hev_interloper]

[Gordon's staring too, because whoever did this managed not only to transport him to this room (and with the teleport network the castle has, that's feasible enough) but also to weld the handcuffs to the wrists of his armor well enough that it looks damn near seamless.]

[He shakes his head, slowly -- helplessly, too.]

[workswithidiots]

Oh, balls.

[Thinking on this, gives the handcuffs an experimental tug] I think the Castle's messing with us again.