A door creaks, swinging open just enough for the one eyed male to enter the room, leaving it open and glad for the lack of light in the hallway. If it had been on, he would have woken up the man sprawled on his bed, having returned from a mission just shortly after One Am.
Creeping closer, Xigbar can see the others face, eyes closed and lips parted to let out short snores, lips pulling into a wide grin and reaching into his pocket, pulling out something he'd planned to use for a while now, just for a prank of this sort.
A razor.
Staring down at the dreadlocked male, he carefully sets it just above a thick brow, glad for the Lancers deep sleeping habits and beginning his work, soon leaving the other man missing his left eyebrow and then pocketing the razor once again. His work was only partially done.
Turning away, he stealthily leaves, closing the door as silently as he can, and heading down the hallway towards the Melodious Nocturnes room. Time for Phase two.
He doesn't even have to be quiet. Demyx is such a deep sleeper that a Berserker Nobody could throw a tantrum in his room and he wouldn't wake, just roll over and snore. Looking down at the mullet-haired blond, he can only roll his eyes at the sight of the male snoring away, drool collecting on his pillow as he dreams about only Hearts knows what.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out that Razor once again, placing it carefully in the others trash can, as though it'd been dropped in before the male had gone to sleep. Dark, short hairs are still caught between the razor blades, and are also littering the floor next to the trash can.
"Have a good sleep, Mulletboy", He mutters under his breath.
You're gonna need your energy when Xaldin finds his eyebrow missing.
With that, Xigbar returns to his own room, knowing that there was no chance of being a suspect. Demyx often pulled pranks, as did Axel, so Xaldin would confront them both first. And this was his revenge for a prank the other had dared to pull on him two days prior.
Climbing into bed, dressed only in shorts now, he stretches out and gets comfortable, closing his eye and allowing himself to relax and fall asleep.
Tomorrow would be entertaining.