RP with Aeryn Sun.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton staggered upstairs, singing something which sounded suspiciously like a drinking song, one arm around Aeryn's shoulders to keep himself standing, the other clutching a bottle of Tarisian Ale. He shouldered open the door to his room, kicking it closed and giggling, slightly insanely.
"This is my room. I apologise for the mess."

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[just-a-soldier.livejournal.com]

Aeryn took in the devastation before her and raised an eyebrow.

"Don't you ever clean."

Being a soldier her quarters were always textbook neatness.