Room 302, Sunday Afternoon

[not_a_moonie]

Alana had deliberately stayed out too late the night before, quietly but relentlessly ordering drink after drink. She normally didn't like to get drunk -- there was too much puke and too little control involved -- but getting a mass murderering psychopath out of your head was the kind of thing that pushed normal right to the wayside. She needed her brain to stop screaming in horror, and vodka was the fastest way to do that.

She wasn't hung over when she woke up, though the numbness in her brain seemed to be sticking around. She took a long, hot shower, put on an oversized t-shirt and leggings, pulled her hair back into a bun, and then curled up on her bed. She had a magazine open in front of her, but the text kept swimming before her eyes.

It was a relief to have a message to return.

[OOC: Cracked door, open post.]

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[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"That's terrible. I'm sorry you had to go through all of that," Johnny said.

[not_a_moonie]

Alana nodded mutely. "I just hope it's really over," she said. "I'm glad you were out of town. Can't stand the idea of you flirting with him or -- whatever."

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"I like to think I'd be able to tell the difference between you and some creepy dude who took over your body. Maybe not before flirting a little bit because, you know, me," Johnny admitted. "But way before any whatever. You're important to me. I know what you act like."

[not_a_moonie]

"Maybe," Alana assented. "Professor Skywalker twigged that something was wrong when he watched me shoot. The guy was pretty much an asshole to him."

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"See, that right there would be a total giveaway. Because the fact that you're not an asshole is one of my favorite things about you," Johnny said. "So that would stand out."

[not_a_moonie]

"I'm like totally flattered," Alana teased, but she was smiling more genuinely now. "I don't want to think about it any more. Tell me about your monsters."

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"So, there's this guy called the Mole Man. He used to be on staff at the sciencey think tank my dad ran until he got kicked out for trying to create life and monsters and crap. So he took that well and moved underground where he made a whole bunch of monsters and crap," Johnny said. "He's, like, semi-reformed now, but there are still all these giant, Godzilla-ish monsters deep under New York, and some of them got out to the surface."

"One of them was kind of a giant lizard-duck. No joke."

[not_a_moonie]

"Okay, first, Mole Man is about the least intimidating hero name ever," Alana said. "Second, how does that even work? I mean, not the science, but did he make like, a dragon with webbed feet that quacks?"

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"Dude's real name is Molekevic. It started out as something the kids in the think tank called him and it stuck when he decided that living underground was a good idea," Johnny said. "And you know that or dinosaur with that duck bill thing going on? Actually, do you know about dinosaurs at all? They've been dead forever. Anyway, this thing was like that, but more duck-like."

[not_a_moonie]

"I know about dinosaurs," Alana confirmed. "... sort of. I get them mixed up with meta Godzilla." (Seriously, why was Godzilla fake but T-Rex real? It was like the people who made monster movies wanted to confuse aliens.)

"But I think I saw pictures of the one with the bill. I can imagine that but duckier. Did you fight it?"

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"My sister Sue and me are the only ones left from our old team. The duck thing could fly and Sue can't, so it was up to me," Johnny bragged. "Well, me and the Air Force. But I'm the one who took it down until Sue could organize a transport to put it someplace where monsters aren't so monstery."

[not_a_moonie]

"So you sent it back to a world of vicious dinosaur ducks," Alana guessed. "Yeah, you definitely had a way better week than I did. Glad you didn't get hurt."

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"Close. There's this hidden place in Antarctica where it's a jungle filled with dinosaurs. I don't understand it. All I know is that nobody will let me go there. Something about the location being classified. Whatever," Johnny said. "But you're right about the other thing. I'm in perfect condition to be as comforting as you need. Anything from bringing you ice cream to getting all kinds of freaky and anything in between. Whatever you need, I'm here for you."

[not_a_moonie]

"Antarctica's not that big, is it?" Alana wondered. "You could, like,fly over it if you really wanted to find out. Probably the part with the dinosaurs stands out from the air."

She leaned back on her hands,smiling at the offer. "And thanks. Let's start with just ice cream,okay? I'm not in that freaky a mood right now."

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"You know, I kind of figured that would be the case. But you never know. Sometimes people deal with things in freaky ways," Johnny said. "I know there's some ice cream in the common room freezer. I'll be back in a couple minutes."

[not_a_moonie]

Alana smiled at him. "I'm not going anywhere."

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"If you're not here when I get back, I'm going to take that personally," Johnny said as he hopped off the bed and headed out the door.

A couple minutes later, he had a thing of ice cream and a couple spoons. "I don't know who exactly stocks the freezers in the common room, but they deserve our thanks."

[not_a_moonie]

"I sometimes wonder about that," Alana -- who hadn't gone anywhere -- said as she accepted a spoon. "Probably it's the same people who clean the bathrooms and everything. They only come out when no one is looking."

[ultimatehottie.livejournal.com]

"Well, whoever it is, I'm leaving a present in the fridge for them this Christmas," Johnny said. "Of course, I can't guarantee that somebody else won't eat it, but it's the thought that counts."

[not_a_moonie]

"Maybe put a note on it?" Alana suggested. "... not that everybody would pay attention to that, either."

She took a large spoonful of the ice cream, digging a bit to get extra cookie dough on her spoon. It seemed to help.