Turning the small dial to the speakers, Seeka watched as the martian began to retreat, clutching it's exposed brain in pain before a mass of green goop exploded forth, coating everything within it's small containment chamber. Taking note of the aliens reaction, she sent a notice to the cleaning drones, this was a mess they wouldn't be happy about. A small knocking at the large, metal door caught her attention as another irken popped his head in. A typical male irken, with light emerald skin and large, magenta eyes. Unlike Seeka’s royal purple ones.
"You're needed in the …." He was cut of by the screech of the intercom.
"All Irken scientists please report to the common room." Both giving a look of confusion, they walk down the long hallway.
"What do you think this is, Zarum?" Seeka asked.
"Don't know, but it sounded important." Walking faster, their long, white robes flowed behind them as they caught up with the other scientists at a break in the pink and purple hallways of