Teachers' Lounge, Wednesday late afternoon 7/30

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

After handwavily hauling more stuff to his office for the purpose of redecorating, Murdock decided to stop in and check out the teachers' lounge.

"Ooh, espresso!"

He whipped up a quick batch, probably way more than he should have moddably more than enough for anyone else who might want some and strolled around checking out the various other amenities the lounge offered.

He grinned at the dartboard, "Don't know ya dude, but I still gotta." Sprawling out on a chair he began to lazily fling darts at the image of Jamie Madrox.

(open! ***eta*** and there is now a fair amount of beer in the lounge as well. *g*)

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[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Well..." he considered how best to respond to that, "at least you prevented the wrong person from going to jail?" he offered.

"I'd imagine not." He didn't think the guys would have a 'boring' retirement either. "But maybe somethin' will work out in the end. Fate can be a funny thing like that."

[mike-cannon.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I managed to get Mary and Danny out of a lot of trouble," said Mike.

"Somehow, though, I don't think Ed will be able to stay down for long. I just don't know how he'll get out of this one, but I've seen the man do some crazy things before."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"What else are friends for, right?"

"That sounds so like one of my buddies," he laughed loudly. "Actually, that could apply to all of 'em." A crooked grin spread across his face, "Crazy is sometimes the best way, man."

[mike-cannon.livejournal.com]

Mike grinned. "You know what we had to do once? Ed had been ordered to kill this guy back in his CIA days, but instead he made it look like he was dead and got him a new identity. One day, some CIA goons come along and want him dead again. Ed set up this fake public assassination. Ed pretended to shoot him right in the middle of Fremont Street, with tons of witnesses, while Danny and I dressed up as cops and paramedics and took the guy out of there."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Murdock grinned hugely. "That so sounds like somethin' Hannibal would come up with. The more outrageous it seems, the more people tend to believe it. Like they can't stand to think it's not real, just for the sheer audicity of it." He gave Mike a nod of respect, "Awesome, my man, awesome!"

[mike-cannon.livejournal.com]

"I can't take the credit for it, though," said Mike. "It was Ed's idea. He and Danny didn't bring me in until the end."

Mike's face lit up. "Oh, and there was this other time we had a priceless mummy for an exhibit that was stolen by some pissed-off diplomat. The police couldn't touch him because of his diplomatic immunity, so we had to steal it back from him. It was even more elaborate than the fake shooting."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Murdock was doing his best just to breathe, he was laughing so hard. "Oh wow," he wheezed, "I think your guys and mine are cut from the same cloth. Dude, we've done some pretty wild things in our time."

"Like, take this," Murdock leaned forward in his chair, arms waving about as he spoke, "this friend of BA's, he's a guy on the team, got arrested in some small town in the middle of nowhere and his sentence got bumped up for fake charges 'cause the prison warden was runnin' an illegal fighting ring. We had to get ourselves arrested to get in there to bust the guy out. Turns out the fightin' wasn't happenin' at the prison, so me and Hannibal had to go over the wall by using lawnchairs, blow dryers and garbage bags. I really didn't think that was gonna work, either."

[mike-cannon.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, flying lawn chairs!" said Mike, excited. "I mean, I've heard the urban legend, but I've never seen anyone do it."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"It's a lot harder than it sounds," Murdock replied seriously. "You really need the industrial type ones to pull it off. If the bags are too weak...well, the result ain't too pretty."

[mike-cannon.livejournal.com]

"I bet," said Mike, frowning at the thought.

"Hey, I should be getting back to my office, on the off chance anyone shows up," he added, getting up.

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

"Oh, sure dude! I just stopped in for a quick break myself. Tryin' to fix up my office a bit."

Murdock got up as well, moving to give Mike a friendly pat on the back. "Been great talkin' at ya! We should do it again some other time."

[mike-cannon.livejournal.com]

"Definitely!" said Mike. "Hopefully with more magically-appearing beers too. Or maybe we'll get shots of whiskey next time."

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

He grinned, "Never can tell, man. We could wake up one morning and find it in our shoes or somethin'."

"I'll be seein' you around!"

Before he left, Murdock did take the time to stash all the beer in an empty cabinet, on the off chance someone else might use it at some later date.