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Walking into the lab he was sharing, Aleister sighed. This would never do, not at all. Setting his box of equipment off to the side, he rummaged around until he pulled out his alchemy kit. Setting up the multitude of beakers and flasks, he got his cleansing fluid brewing.
While that was working, Aleister stripped his clothes off, setting them off to the side of the lab. The next step in clearing the lab was a basic sage smudging, to rid the place of all that negative energy that tended to collect around grumpy scientists. As he waved the smoldering sage around the room, he heard a noise at the door. “Take your shoes off until I’m finished please. No sense in cluttering up what I’ve just uncluttered,” he said, turning to see who was at the door.
It was a typical Monday morning for Rowan, meaning she was walking into C.A.R.M.A. with a cup of coffee in one hand and a paper bag containing a breakfast pastry in the other, eager to suck down both and get to work after two whole days without peering into a microscope. She used her elbow to get the door open, pushing it with her butt so that she wouldn’t have to unburden her hands when - bare ass. So not a typical Monday morning. Her mouth opened to ask what in all of the gods names was going on when the owner of said ass turned, the words “huge wang” stumbling out of her mouth before she could stop them.
Shaking her head as if to clear it, she tried to gather her wits about her as the smell of sage assaulted her nose. “What in the name of all that is holy are you doing to my lab?”
