An Expedition || Raven and Jack
One bomb in her room, one something-or-other would have to be placed in his. Fair was fair. Trouble wasn't getting into the room (honestly, for a super-being academy, the security was laughable), but rather that he had a roommate, and whoever they were, she doubted the poor bastard deserved whatever she was going to eventually get to doing. Something that would only hit Jack. Short-range bombs were an option, but risky, and...predictable. No, it had to be more original than that.
Nothing stimulated her thoughts like nosing about, so the natural thing to do as she mulled that dilemma over was poke around at his things. Take a mental inventory, perhaps learn a thing or two about him she wouldn't have otherwise. Yeah, that sounded right.
What was entirely unexpected, however, was the cache of stuffed animals. Not exactly ordinary -- one could note there were a fair few mismatched things, assembled from chunks of other toys, but there was the odd intact one among the haul. She could hear the door opening behind her, but the pleasure at the find dulled anything that would have resembled nervousness. "You didn't tell me you had such a cute collection, Jackie."