Behind the Dorms, Saturday Night

[once_a_traitor]

Prince Edmund of Narnia kept his word, except for when it was terribly inconvenient, was in his best interests or he just didn't feel like it. In this case, however, he'd recruited a project manager for his attempt to conquer Fandom (and eventually Narnia) and he was sure she would look exceptionally good in black leather. It was a requirement for

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[notahostage]

As a matter of fact, Wendy looked fabulous in black leather, however she hadn't been able to find any in other!Wendy's wardrobe.

As she made her way behind the dorms, in addition to her favourite gun, Wendy carried a chic black briefcase filled with outlines for various takeover plans, all of them sheer elegance in their simplicity.

[once_a_traitor]

Prince Edmund turned to face her and gave a nod. "You're punctual. I like that. So many have the spirit of a good evil scheme, but can never get to work on time. It disappoints me, and then I have to turn them into stone to make an example of them."

[notahostage]

"Minions," Wendy agreed with a snort. "Can't live with them, can't build a big enough super-weapon to wipe them all out."

[once_a_traitor]

"One day perhaps. For now, I'll settle for a plan to take over the island. Suggestions?"