Room 302, Monday Morning

[not_a_moonie]

It was an excellent day for a lazy morning in bed. Alana lounged on top of her blanket, novel in one hand and bowl of dry cereal at her fingertips.

She was sure at some point she should do something productive -- she'd been having a lot of lazy days lately. But right then, finding out whether the heroine in the book she was reading was going to marry her true love or fulfill her destiny as a dragon-hunter was a much more appealing task than running errands or catching up with her laundry.

[OOC: Cracked door, open post.]

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[rebelseekspizza]

Dante'd had a weird, screwed-up weekend and a stupid, screwed-up class. Which made him restless. Which meant he'd rummaged around the common room some, and he was lagging on his way back to his room.

Catching Alana's door at a probably-there-right-now crack? Calling it a relief would be a big word, but it wasn't a bad thing.

He rapped lightly on the doorframe. "I don't know if they have bingo on your planet, but it is the worst," he called, instead of a greeting.

[not_a_moonie]

"Is that the one with the cards that old ladies play?" Alana asked, crinkling her nose as she glanced up in greeting. "It looks boring. Did somebody make you play it?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"It's boring as fuck," Dante said, wedging the door open further with his foot. "Art class. Go figure."

[not_a_moonie]

"Come on in," Alana said, and finally closed the book to set it on her nightstand. "I'm not doing anything. But what does bingo have to do with art?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Think the teachers had a lover's tiff or something," Dante said, shrugging. He wandered into the room. "One of them was torturing the other, and the rest of us had to bingo with 'em."

[not_a_moonie]

"Gross," Alana decided, scooting over slightly on the bed in case Dante wanted to join her. "It's cool if they want to date, but they shouldn't bring their fights into the classroom."

She took a few pieces of cereal, ate them thoughtfully before offering, "Or not in the bingo way, anyhow. The teachers with crazy sexual tension are kind of funny."

[rebelseekspizza]

"You mean like the Ethics ones Isabela keeps talking about?"

Hey, bed. Dante wasn't going to say no to a spot to sit, actually. So he sat down and stretched his legs, kicking off his boots.

[not_a_moonie]

"Or Parker and Spencer," Alana told him, and set the cereal aside so it wouldn't get knocked over. "But yeah, I was thinking about the ethics guys. I took that class last spring. I would sit there and make mental bets with myself on how soon they'd start making out in the middle of class."

Dante on her bed was nice, and she idly rested a hand on his stomach.

[rebelseekspizza]

"Haven't heard of Parker before," said Dante, who sure as hell wasn't going to discourage any touching. "Spencer was bus guy, I think. What do they teach?"

In fact, he was shifting a little closer now that the shoes were off, leaving an idle touch on her shoulder in the process.

[not_a_moonie]

"Outdoorsy stuff?" Alana said, sounding vaguely distracted by the touch. "Surfing, climbing, jumping off things, all of that. Only now they co-teach with a third guy, Hardison. I think they're all together, so probably they still have sexual tension going on. I hope so, anyhow."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante thought about it for, like, a second. "Two's fun, three's a party," he said. "Definitely sounds like it'd be hilarious to see that vibe in class."

He nodded towards the book. "What're you up to?"

[not_a_moonie]

"It is, and they never made me play bingo," Alana said. She glanced at him under her eyelashes at the mention of a 'party' but decided not to ask about it quite yet. "Not much, really. I wanted to finish this to see whether the girl in that book is going to marry the prince she loves or leave him and go kill dragons."

She rolled her eyes. "Don't ask me why she can't do both. But I'm betting on the dragons. It's a destiny thing."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante held up both hands like scales. "Marriage and babies," he said, bringing the left hand up, "Killing evil shit."

He fake-balanced those scales, then dropped the left one low.

[not_a_moonie]

Alana snorted a laugh. "Right? I don't get how this is even a hard decision for her. Especially because being a princess seems kind of boring. All those bodyguards and stuff."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Never had the big princess dream, huh?" Dante teased, grinning.

[not_a_moonie]

Alana grinned back. "Nah. I like clothes I can move in and I hate pretentious assholes. Shocking, right?"

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante's killing-shit hand somehow managed to gravitate towards her leg there.

"I knew there was a reason I liked you," he said.

[not_a_moonie]

"The fact I'm not just killing time here until a prince comes knocking?" Alana asked, angling her body toward his and putting the slightest arch in her back as she did.

[rebelseekspizza]

"I was gonna say the hating pretentious assholes thing," Dante said. He smirked at her. "But hey, that works too."

Yep. Hand definitely on her leg now. Maybe even on her thigh, since she was shifting now.

[not_a_moonie]

"You aren't wrong. Hating pretentious assholes fits with not waiting for a prince," Alana shrugged, and yep, that was a hand on her thigh. She rested her fingertips lightly on top of it. "Good thing I like a couple things about you, too."

[rebelseekspizza]

"You'll have to tell me some, sometime." Not necessarily now, and it wasn't like his ego needed a whole lot of feeding, but hey. "So-- Alana, rogue dragon slayer? I kinda like it."

[not_a_moonie]

"Sexy, direct, not into playing games ..." Alana said, and trailed off as she nuzzled into his neck. "Mmm. I like it too. We need a good dragon attack so I can try it out sometime."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Get you a big fucking sword, too," Dante said. (Not that she could borrow Rebellion, obviously, but otherwise...) He rubbed idly at her leg, leaning just a touch further into her.

[not_a_moonie]

"Hot," Alana said, meaning the way he was leaning into her as well as the idea of Alana the Dragon-Slayer. "And afterwards, would you help me wash off the dragon gunk?"

(She realized seconds after saying it that that sentence would have been much sexier without the word "gunk.")

[rebelseekspizza]

Gunk was not super-sexy, no, but it was definitely funny. Dante huffed out a laugh. "Depends on how strong this shower would be," he said. "'Cause I have my limits."

[not_a_moonie]

"Good answer," Alana laughed. "I want you to still want to see me naked after we do this, so I hope it's a nice strong shower."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante grinned at her. "Eh," he said, "I'd probably let it go after the gunk was gone."

Wasn't that a relief?

His hand slid off her leg so he could lift up her shirt a few inches. "Skin clean? Hot's back."

[not_a_moonie]

"You're so forgiving," Alana said, glancing down to see what he was doing. "Wait, is this a messing around visit? 'Cause we could talk about bingo more."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante gave an idle shrug of one shoulder. "Bingo's boring," he said, "But this is a 'say hi to Alana' visit." He patted her stomach lightly. "Could go any way you like."

[not_a_moonie]

"I like when it's a messing around visit," Alana said, after a moment in which she decided coy wasn't her style. She stroked a piece of hair off his face. "Just, y'know, don't want you to start assuming things. Besides, saying hi is good, too."

[rebelseekspizza]

Awww.

"I'm easy," Dante said. ... Well, in this particular thing, he was. Other things were heavily debatable, but he didn't have any plans for letting Alana get anywhere remotely near them. "Anything's good as long as it's fun." He shot her a thoughtful look. "But you're fun in general, so hey, if you want to talk about that book some more, I'm all ears."

He wasn't anything besides entirely genuine on that score.

[not_a_moonie]

"It's not that great a book," Alana admitted. "I kept reading it because the dragon parts are cool, but there's not that much more to say about it. I like books that have some kind of point, and it doesn't."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Besides 'you can't combine love and killing shit'?" Dante offered.

Though he wasn't sure he really disagreed with the book on that score.

[not_a_moonie]

"Pretty much," Alana said, and started playing with his hair again. "Though that's a pretty good message, when you put it like that."

[rebelseekspizza]

She liked touching, didn't she?

Not that Dante was going to argue about it; wasn't like it was a hair-trigger issue for him. He just looked faintly amused.

"Now if only the writer could've gotten it down," he said. "Guess I'm just smarter than that."

[not_a_moonie]

She liked touching him, anyhow. She didn't exactly paw random people on the street.

"That must be it," she agreed, equally amused, and then teased, "So when's your book coming out?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"Oh, next week," Dante said. "You'll like it. Tons of dead dragons, people getting laid, random things exploding... the good stuff."

[not_a_moonie]

"I bet the bookstore couldn't keep it in stock," Alana told him, biting back a smile. "Sounds great. Anybody in it inspired by me?"

[rebelseekspizza]

"There's this one hot chick with wings," Dante said, leaning back against the pillows a little now that he didn't feel like he should be doing something with his hands. "Big sword. Nobody bugs her about who she's sleeping with, by the way."

[not_a_moonie]

"I like this story," Alana said approvingly. "Especially if she gets at least one of the hottest sex scenes."

[rebelseekspizza]

"'Course she does," Dante said. "I mean, dragon slaying really winds you up, right?" He grinned at her. "Poor prince won't know what hit him, but he comes out smiling."

[not_a_moonie]

Alana smiled back, nuzzled into his neck. "Probably she's so worked up they don't even make it to bed," she suggested lazily. "Just takes off her armor, yanks off his clothes and goes at it."

[rebelseekspizza]

"He's just trying to keep up," Dante said. "Next thing you know, she's on top of him. And y'know what, he doesn't really mind."

He shrugged. "All that responsibility crap goes out the window, y'know?"

[not_a_moonie]

"The dragons will still be there after they finish," Alana nodded. "And probably she'll do better killing them if she works off some tension first, anyhow. All work and no play makes Jane a dull girl and all of that."

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante nodded sagely.

"And after that, well, fuck it," he said, "The guy was gonna offer you a boring life as a princess, except now he's not so good at being a boring prince anymore either."

Something something on the lam dragon hunters something. Dante wasn't actually a stellar wordsmith.

[not_a_moonie]

"So they run off together, kick ass, and maybe live on a pirate ship when there aren't any dragons to kill," Alana nodded. "Sounds like a fantastic plot. Too bad you spoiled the end for me."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Hey, you asked."

Not that Dante would ever be able to sit still long enough to write a page, let alone a book - he'd leave that to people like Isabela.

"I'll even throw in a happily ever after in there," he added.