Guessssss whoooooo?

[lacking_lucidity]

The laundry room has been re-arranged today. The dryers and washers are blocked by long tables that have been crammed into the room. The tables are covered in various strange looking machinery, vials of liquid, test tubes, beakers, strange tubes and any number of other weird odds and ends.

Amid the scientific stuff are some more normal looking things, though they seem out of place where they are. Things like rubber ducks, socks, melting klondike bars and cans of various foods, some open and half-eaten and others untouched.

The lights are off, but there are some strangely colored lights glowing inside the washers which it seems are being used to house various specimens. Mostly Heartless and Dusks. You may see the occasional lost sock or pair of underwear float by. It seems whoever put them there didn't fully clean out the clothes that had been washing.

Speaking of your laundry, it's all piled in a corner. Yours and everyone else's. Mixed in a big heap. If yours had been in the dryer, it's going to need another cycle because the wet clothes have re-soaked them.

Meanwhile, the culprit seems to be in the middle of an experiment. Some of you may recognize him. He's been around before. Usualy causing trouble. He's wearing a white lab coat over his Organization coat and a pair of goggles are over his eyes as he pours over his latest experiment.

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Re: Yeee~

[gamblecardshark]

He nods absently and gingerly picks up the tongs. With exaggerated care, he lifts the bottle and hopes it won't explode on him. He brings it over to Vexen, expecting him to have some sort of safety gear to grab it.

Re: Yeee~

[lacking_lucidity]

Vexen just reaches right out and grabs it. There's no scream of pain or anything. He just dumps the contents into the beaker in front of himself and sits the test tube down on the stand.

Apparently it wasn't hot afterall...

He mixes the contents for a moment and then holds it out in Luxord's direction.

"Do you know what this it?"

Re: Yeee~

[gamblecardshark]

Hot or not, he's not touching any of Vexen's vials. He doesn't know what they do. He doesn't trust them.

"…No. Should I?" He eyes the concoction mistrustfully. He has this sinking feeling that if Vexen doesn't know what it is either, he might have the contents dumped on him to test it out. He takes a cautionary step back. The last time he did that, he turned Saix's hair pink and purple for a week. The Berserker had been pissed.

Re: Yeee~

[lacking_lucidity]

He swirls the concoction around in it's vial for a moment, watching it swish around. Then he brings the vial to his lips and drinks it, gulping it down without hesitation.

"Aaah... It's delicious for starters."

He suddenly demanded to be here .___.

[gamblecardshark]

He raises an eyebrow and stares at Vexen, waiting for a reaction. Perhaps the scientist was simply messing with him? It would be a first but he wouldn't put it past him. He always did have an odd, creepy sense of humor.

"I see." Something about this whole scenario isn't quite right but he can't put his finger on what it is.

Vexen always welcomes his grandbabies back with open arms. :D

[lacking_lucidity]

He seems fine. For now. But who knows? He tosses the empty vial behind himself and it smashes on the floor.

"What brings you down to the labs today? Did you need more ointment for your rashes?"

What ointment? What rashes?

"Oh. Wait. I know. This is about Mansex's potion. No. I haven't finished it yet. He'll just have to stand being fused to Xigbar for a little longer."