[OOM: The roof]

[mnt_raph]

*Things are better. Sure his ribs still hurt and there's a few more days to go before his stitches can come out, at least the bruises around his face have finally healed. And yeah, it's more than possible that he would be 100% by this point if he'd just leave well enough alone and not push himself. But really, what are the chances of that happening.*

Comments

[the_lioness]

*Raph is wise to worry. Insanity does run in her family, after all.*

The Dark. Evil. Bad, bad news.

*Swallowing, Alanna shakes her head.* No beer for me, but thank you. I need to go talk to Bernard. And I know, Raph. I certainly don't wish for you to injure yourself all over again. Just keep an eye out, and if anyone is acting a bit suspiciously -okay, more suspiciously than normal- let me know? If you can make it down to the bar every now and then to keep an eye on things, that would be help enough.

[mnt_raph]

Think I can handle that.

*And suddenly, he needs a beer.*

She a witch, this Blodwen chick?

[the_lioness]

Far worse, Raph. She's called the White Rider. I don't know much, but I do know she's sneaky. I almost fell for her act myself. *She sighs.* If you meet her, don't touch anything of hers, and don't maintain eye contact.

[mnt_raph]

Won't be too hard, am from New York afterall.

*It's true, Raph very rarely makes direct eyecontact with someone he's not hoping will throw the first punch.

He pops open the beer and takes a long swig before asking the question that hangs over his head like an anvil.*

So...uh...how's mel

[the_lioness]

*Eyebrow quirked, Alanna takes a step closer.*

A bit unhinged. She had her own run in with Blodwen, though she walked away from it when Faith did not. Then, of course, she essentially had to go hunt her friend. It hasn't been the best week for her.

*pause*

She'd love a visit, I'm sure.

[mnt_raph]

*Case in point, see Raph intentionally avoid eyecontact. See him stow away the soup and beer, something that Alanna would have by this time learned the tent can do for itself.*

Yeah...maybe later.
I mean...bet Mike's got her all taken care of, would just be in the way...hope she ain't in a bathtub.

[the_lioness]

Er, no. She's on the couch. She was watching something about dragon bones when I visited.

*Alanna watches, bemused.*

Mike was off making her what is likely enough cookies to fatten an entire army. Have you see Mike lately?

[mnt_raph]

What kinda question is that?

*This is not the brush off you're looking for....*

[the_lioness]

*Alanna thinks about Thom.*

I have no idea. It's not like I can expect anyone else to have a normal sibling relationship when I so clearly don't have one myself.

*She sighs.*

I'm sure he misses you.

[mnt_raph]

*not as much as i miss him*

He's a big boy, an' it ain't like we're joined at the shell.

[the_lioness]

That has nothing to do with it, and you know it. It's not necessarily a matter of need, but a matter of want.

Well, I miss you.

*She bats her eyelashes at him in an absurd fashion.*

[mnt_raph]

*Raph blinks back at her.*

That's sweet like a stomach pump, that is.

[the_lioness]

*Alanna snickers and makes a face.*

Goddess, now that's a lovely image. *She smiles.* All right, I suppose I should be on my way. Check in sometime, okay? I'll be around, and you know where my room is. Assuming you don't mind the fact that you'll likely find the Antichrist there as well.

Oh, and my dragon.

[mnt_raph]

You got a dragon...and an antichrist?

[the_lioness]

*She smiles happily.*

I do. I know. I'm an incredibly lucky woman.

[mnt_raph]

*He smirks*

Or one wit' a death wish.

*Of course, look who's talking...*

[the_lioness]

*thoughtfully* That has been said before. *She grins.* Nah. I've battled immortals, elementals and insane people. I can handle it.

*Grabbing her pack, she salutes much as Mel had earlier.*

See you later, I hope?

[mnt_raph]

*Raph nods*

yeah...see you 'round. An' hey, thanks for the soup.