-Missy is in the main room, playing video-games on her phone-
Keep missing that jump... is it even doable?
-meanwhile, Dr.9 is upstairs in her room, checking over some readings on her DNA Blender- Hoo boy- zhis is far more brewing zhan I intended... Not sure vhat vill happen.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postOh hey, Alana. -she looks over her shoulder for a moment- You vent through a door thinking it vas your home, and ended up here, I take it?
-Missy notices Jovek being deposited unceremoniously, and raises an eyebrow- ... Jovek-? You look like an abandoned puppy.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postFrau's doing okay, last I checked on her. Zhat Sylvia clone she made for herself to be a secretary helps her out, und keeps her grounded.
Zhough speaking of clones, I've got vone zhat... vell, ist been cooking- and I have no idea how ist gonna be, considering I may have... overcooked it. Vell- anyvay, i just don't know vhat happens vhen I let a clone brew zhis long, it might not be anyzhing.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

Eiju is now reclining up on the roof in his humanoid form, lazily bouncing sparks of foxfire inbetween his fingers.
bork