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[theflyingsquirl]

Squirrel's room is on the fifth floor, if the guidance of Stanley and Stella is anything to trust; they bound down the hall, all the way to the end, then turn right and follow that to the end.

And wedge themselves into the room by crawling under the door.

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[coreenfennel]

Coreen grins as she walks behind them, not in too much of a hurry. She waits patiently for the squirrels to unlock his door to let her in.

Joe will rue this day. Both for her sake, and the sakes of those that should be able to count on him. Evil is glee.

[theflyingsquirl]

Best not to ask how they get the door unlocked and opened without the presence of thumbs.

Really, best not to even think about it.

It takes them a little while, though, but they do get it open.

On the other side of the door is disarray; a couple open and partially-empty boxes of Evilcratic campaign swag against one wall, the bed unmade, clothes scattered on the bed and the floor (most of which look like either Squirrel has slept in, or the smaller squirrels have used as bedding). Generally, it looks like a number of small animals have been running around and fighting in here, which is in fact the case.

(Also, hidden under the furniture, some of the bedding and amidst the scattered clothing can be found stashes of food, seeds and nuts and acorns.)

[coreenfennel]

Coreen is vaguely disgusted by the mess. Though, with a human-female's touch...best not to think down that route.

Best...instead to take this opportunity to explore evil.

She walks around the room and at random picks up the clothing, and rips off all the buttons. Yes...she's stealing his buttons. Very, very er...nefarious.

She also decides that another fun thing to do is deface any and all photo representations of him in the room, and steal a few of the Evilcratic teeshirts for bedding for the squirrels.

"Is there anything you two would like to do to punish Joe? I'm willing to help if you give me enough clues to figure out what you want."

[theflyingsquirl]

They bound around the room, playful as young squirrels tend to be. Stella finds some of the hidden food and rehides it in slightly different places, while Stanley burrows his way underneath a section of the blankets that have fallen off the side of the bed.