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[mm_wedic]

The cupboard door opens, and Fry steps into the room with Murdock. It's his own room, and is unusual for a boy of his age in several respects. Firstly, it's immaculate. Secondly, there are a lot of books; on his desk is his GCSE music revision - an exam normally taken at the age of sixteen, but one he is hoping to try next year

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[crazypilotman]

It's been a while since he's been in a kid's room, though some would argue that Murdock's room is much like a kid's.

He still has planes everywhere, for example.

The sloping ceiling has him ducking a bit toward the edges as he checks out the room. "Cool room," he says.

Following at Fry's beckon, he peers down the stairs and nods. "Sounds good. Always good to let mom know where you are."

(and totally cool for sp!)

[mm_wedic]

Fry talks to his mum for a moment, then beckons Murdock over.

"She wants to talk to you."

[crazypilotman]

Uh-oh, was he in trouble? He hoped not.

"Okay. Uh, hello?"

[mm_wedic]

"Hi, Mr Murdock? My name's Frances, I'm Fry's mother." The woman on the phone says. "He's a good boy so I'm hoping his judgement is good on this, but just to warn you if not, my husband has contacts with gods, devils and major asskicking types." In a lighter tone. "But assuming your intentions are good, you boys have fun."