Servant's Quarters, Room 5; Sunday Afternoon.

[thedarkevangel]

Part of Evangeline was marveling at the fact that she'd managed to drag herself to her room; she'd just gotten back from New Orleans after having taken full advantage of the rest of the night. Even here in Milieux, she'd gotten to show off her stuff, even if it did end up with someone knowing about the whole...moon thing before she was ready and a

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[ickleirkenzim]

And as muns fate would have it the alien next door had just happened to pick today as the day to start using his dorm room.

"AHAHAHAHAHA! YES! The chicken squid transfer brain experimentation is a SUCCESS! VICTORY FOR ZIM! SWEET, SWEET VICTORY FOR - What are you doing? No! OH NO NO NO! NOOOOOOOOOOO!" The sounds of destruction issuing forth from Room 4 suggested that the experimentee was getting the better of the experimenter as a tentacle smacked him around the room. "AAAAAAAHHH! RELEASE MEEE! RELEASE-*crash*-ZIM!"

[ickleirkenzim]

"Done? DONE? THERE IS STILL SO MUCH WORK TO DOOO!" He took a few steps forward trying to look properly menacing. The effect was rather spoiled by his 3 foot nothing height and the fall he took when he slipped in a puddle of monster ink. Zim flailed for a moment and then went down with a strangled yelp.

[thedarkevangel]

Evangeline's attempts to not laugh at the little alien that was just barely shorter than she was failed, coming out as a snort. It was somewhat triumphant as she stood there strong (and still), not felled by some spot of ink on the floor, as if the fact that he was meant she won...something. "Will it at least be quiet work so I can get back to sleep?" she asked, really hoping it was because if it wasn't, she might feel inclined to actually help.