Universes Unite [Rebooted!] discussion

Alia and Diana's dorm in Xanadu House. None may enter without their permission.

The room is the size of two bedrooms conjoined and has two sides. Each side has a bed, a desk with a chair, a closet and dresser, and a bedside table. There is a bathroom off to the side.

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"SO...is this the place?" Ching asked, looking around.

Jackson nodded. "Yeah, this looks like it." He was glad to have finally found it.

"It...looks like it?" She echoed. "You dont even know?"

"Well I've only met her once. But her name is right here," Jackson said.

"Oh. RIght." Her face turned bright red. She let him think she just wasn't paying attention.

Jackson held his breath as he knocked on the door, hoping she was inside. If she wasn't he was at a loss for where to look next.

CHing closed her eyes and listened. "i...don't know if someone's in there. It's all fuzzy."

"Just a minute," a girl's voice came from inside the dorm. Alia had accidentally inked something of her roommate's and really hoped that wasn't her or one of her friends at the door. But who else?

Jackson looked down, disappointed. "Fuzzy?" He asked, before hearing Alia's voice from inside. "Wait, she's here!"

"Yes. Fuzzy like..." she stopped talking when JAckson said the girl was there.

"What were you saying?" He asked.

"It's fuzzy like...hard to feel the area around me. I guess this stuff on the ground makes it harder to feel the earth."

"It's probably because we're inside a building," Jackson replied. He was getting nervous the longer she took.

Alia finally finished cleaning up...well as best as she could, and then opened the door. "Oh, hi," she said, slightly surprised and yet very much relieved.

Ching smiled back. Hello." SHe didn't recognize the person but figured of course she wouldn't. SHe kept to herself mostly, after all.

"Er... Hi. It's me again from yesterday," he said.

Alia smiled a bit at Jackson. "I remember you. But I don't know you," she said, pointing to Ching.

Ching performed a waist bow, placing one hand as a fist in the other. "My name is Ching. You are?"

"Alia," she answered, simply nodding her head in reply since she wasn't sure what was with the bowing thing. At least she didn't ask for a handshake.

"....We were....well I was, er.... Taking Ching shopping and we were wondering if you'd be willing to offer some fashion advice," Jackson said. It was anything but graceful.

"Fashion? You mean like clothes?" Alia asked, surprised he would have thought of her. "I stain clothes. But um...sure. I like fashion, I guess. I just won't touch anything, it's nothing new."

He smiled awkwardly. "Right, I should have thought of that."

"YOu don't have to worry about stains. I already got that covered." Ching He ran her hands along her clothes to show the dirt and other messes.

"Uh, actually, Ching. Alia is made of ink," Jackson told her.

Alia laughed softly and nodded. "Yeah, I'm pure ink, see?" She took her hand away from the door post and a fresh light pink ink stain was there on top of a few older ones.

The Avatar gave a surprised look. "I've heard of some odd spirits, but never ones made of ink."

"I don't think she's a spirit," Jackson said.

"Yeah, not really a spirit. More like a science experiment," Alia siad.

"A...science experiment? That doesn't make much sense."

"She was created. Like my sister's husband. Remember I told you about him. Alia and he are like family," Jackson said, forcing a smile.

"Yeah, sort of. Except he's completely electric and I'm completely ink. Not much room for shared genetics, you know?" Alia said with a laugh. "Basically I'm like...a glob monster that appeared by accident."

Hααℓєу♡ wrote: ""She was created. Like my sister's husband. Remember I told you about him. Alia and he are like family," Jackson said, forcing a smile."

"I...think so?" Ching rubbed her head. "i can't remember". Looking at Alia, she said, "So you weren't supposed to be made?"

"No, I'm pretty much completely an accident," Alia said. "How about I get my boots and we can head out?"

((Why did you change my mod name? D:))

Ching nodded. "If you want to, sure. I don't get the whole 'shoes" thing though."

(change it back. It just shows up mixed into Elizabeths when it's long, I noticed.)

"Probably so she doesn't track ink everywhere," Jackson said subtly.

"Bingo," Alia said as she went into her room and slipped her boots on, leaving the door open. She didn't take long and was right back to the door within moments. "I'm ready now."

Jackson smiled at her. She was really pretty, especially the way her hair was never one color when he looked.

"I guess that makes sense," Ching said. "I just track dirt but I guess that's not as bad as ink."

"People tend to get mad when I leave ink tracks," Alia said. "I like to keep from doing it when I can. My dorm is free reign though.'

"Your roommate doesn't mind?" he asked, making room for her so she could step into the hallway and close her door.

She shook her head. "No, I don't think so. As long as the ink's not wet, I don't think they care," she answered, closing the door behind her.

"DOes the ink dry up rea;;y fast, or come out dry or something?" Ching asked curiously.

"It stains everything," he said, pointing to the wall with his previously stained fingers.

"Yeah, I don't typically leave any ink residue, that would probably be dangerous. But I do stain just about everything I touch," Alia answered.

"That doesn't sound like fun. MAybe I could help somehow?"

Jackson gave Ching a look. "How would you do that?"

"Yeah, I don't think you could help, but that's fine," Alia said. "This is just what I am, and it's fine."

"ONce i master waterbending I should be able to help pull ink from the places it stains. Ink has water, right?"

"When it's dry?" Jackson said. "Probably not. It was a good idea though. Very nice of you."