Sodo had been tasked with testing the teleportation scrolls between shows, deeming him to be the most 'rubber-like' of the group after he broke his foot. He didn't mind; it allowed him to come back to his room after shows and get fresh clothes, take a nap in his bed, and take a shower without having to share with another person. But the downside to testing out one of these long-lasting spells for Secundo is that you never fully know what would happen with them. Sometimes he would end up in random bodies of water; once he found himself on the roof of his hotel, and there was the unfortunate incident where he appeared in Secundo's shower with Secundo when he was coming back to shower in his own room. However, despite all the mishaps, they seemed to be improving. At the very least, he was getting more accurate with his crash landings. And if he could figure out what he was doing wrong, they could tweak the spell enough to equip much of the ministry with their own teleportation talismans. Now if only he could stop appearing 3 feet above the ground... Appearing in the hallway outside his bedroom, Sodo plummeted to the ground with a heavy thud. His skinny body lay sprawled out as he clutched the worn-out scroll in his right hand, dirty laundry bag in his left. From his throat emanated a low growl as he pushed himself up and dusted off the 'dirt' that appeared on his outfit, hoping no one saw his unfortunate reappearance in the ministry today.