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Who Alex Reagan and You.
What: Alex needing company while she's being bored out of her mind and supposed to be taking it easy for a week.
When: Whenever you want it set for this week period!
Where: ~~Howard's~~ her and Strand's house
Warnings: None.

[Alex Reagan was not a still person by any means. She was someone who normally was a ball of energy, even when she was entirely sleep deprived and exhibiting all sort of bad judgment. Even the nights where she couldn't sleep, Alex got up, did work, did something so she wasn't just... laying there and not doing anything. This was something that she was seriously having a problem with after she'd spent the first day following the rescue basically sleeping and not being aware of the world. But now that at least some of that sleep debt had been paid off, Alex was bored, and restless and had proclaimed to Richard that she was losing her mind more than once.

Because she'd tried to work, he'd taken away her devices, which reminded her of being home when she was supposed to not use her electronics after ten pm. It was frustrating, because she was a god damn adult, but she'd also agreed to take it easy if he didn't push for her to go to the hospital. It wasn't Alex's fault that she couldn't manage to simply be stubborn and wear him down until he let her go back to normal. Nope, it was all Richard's.

Still, she'd managed to compromise for the big and comfy sofa and company so it wasn't a total loss. After all, she'd declared, that she didn't want random people in their bedroom, and she knew that he'd agreed, because well, Strand was private, save for when Alex put him under a microscope and she was making a good faith effort not to do that anymore. At least not here.

So, when people showed up to the stupidly ornate Victorian house that was still in the process of being put together inside, they were greeted by a annoyed Strand who informed them that "The insufferable one is over there on the couch. You deal with her. You may need wine, or scotch." Before he retreated to a nearby room. And when they came into the living room, Alex was propped up on pillows, and her bruises were in various shades of fading, and she just chirped out as if they were her best friend in the world even though they may not be:]

Hey!

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[Strand had nudged him at the possibility of coming over and showing her a couple of Terrible Movies (tm), so that's exactly what he's gonna do. That means wandering into the really crazy-looking house with wide, interested eyes and taking is time going through the corridor. He also quietly corrects the annoyed man that he can't drink, he's not 21, but thank you though (Peter is a stickler for rules, even in Riverview, it seems).

He wonders into the living room with a little smile, unsure if she knew he was coming.]

Hi! Do you, um. Remember me? I'm Peter.

Mr. Strand said you needed some company, so I brought some bad movies.

[Well, Richard was certainly pulling out all the stops today, wasn't he. Of course Alex greeted Peter with a wide grin when he came in, because he, like Elizabeth had come bearing movies and if there was one thing better than company, it was company that brought along additional distractions. Despite being called insufferable many times over the course of the last few days to most anyone who would listen (Alex swore Richard ended up complaining more about her complaining than her actually complaining) her voice was cheerful, and she sat up a bit.]

Yeah, of course I remember you. And besides, even if I didn't, you definitely have made the most memorable post on the network that I have seen in a while.

[She just grins at that, because she's not talking about Spiderman and his collar by any stretch of the imagination. Nope, instead she's thinking of Pam and the videos that he posted about her. Though she'd not gotten a chance to respond (she was supposed to be resting after all, and being on the network or using her device to write a report was not resting) Alex had most definitely watched the videos he'd posted and had probably laughed far too hard for a person who was in her condition. Either way, she couldn't help but ask in an amused tone:]

How's Pam doing?

[Dang you adults and your penchant for mentioning his embarassing video leak of his pancake-flipping robot. His ears redden a little, and he laughs defeatedly.]

Oh, Pam's great...! She lost a wheel but, you know. I can fix it. Sometime...

I think it's more important to ask how you're doing. I managed to avoid all the crazy stuff that happened, but, um... sorry, that's probably not fun to talk about, right?

[Sorry, Peter, it's one of those things that happens to come with age, embarrassing the kids around you even if you don't really mean it to be. Alex will realize it later on. But for now she's just going to chuckle softly.]

It's still super impressive that you built her though. I mean, I couldn't have done it now let alone when I was as young as you are. I'm pretty sure when I was your age, I was barely managing to be on the school newspaper.

[And nearly getting kicked off of it for being herself.

Unable to stop the frown when he mentioned how it wasn't fun to talk about, Alex just shrugged.]

I'm okay. I mean, I got lucky, no permanent damage once my stupid ribs heal.

[Which would be better sooner rather than later.]

[First you embarrass him with mention of his terrible pancake videos, and now you embarrass him in a nice way, complimenting him. He just can't win...! But he does grin a bit more proudly at that, because man, isn't it nice when people like what you build? Even if it's kind of, uh. Not functional. Yet.]

Thanks.

[But more importantly, he wants to focus on how she's doing.]

I'm sorry you got caught up in all of that, though... It sounds scary.

[Sorry Peter, this is so what adults do. At least it's what Alex does anyway. Occasionally anyway. Despite her age Alex definitely has more than her fair share of not-really-an-adult moments. For now though, she's just going to give him a smile.]

Well, I mean, I'm a reporter, I tend to get caught up in a fair amount of things that I probably shouldn't. Even here. So it's sort of inevitable given that I was investigating it.

[Not that she was going to tell Strand that. Because Alex was a reporter to her core and she always had been. There was no way she was going to stop being that and doing her thing.]

Now I'm keeping the stungun Finn gave me in my pocket though.

[Even if she wasn't sure that it would have been enough against the two men who had grabbed her.]

[He chuckles, weak but warm.]

Sounds like a good idea. This place can be really great, but there's still plenty of danger like any big city. It reminds me a lot of Queens, sometimes. I mean... I've never run into any cultists there, but you never know?

Yeah, I get it. There's always going to be a certain level of crime when you've got this many people in a space like this, especially considering some things from people back home but I don't think anyone ever expects cultists. Even if at this point I probably should.

[Because well, they sort of follow her around. Just look at back home and now here and yeah.]

I guess we all should now.

[It's spoken a little more solemnly than he means to, and he quickly clears the air.]

Iiiii brought movies! Bad ones. Do you — wanna watch them? With me?

Oh my god yes! My laptop here doesn't get netflix and while the house showed up, unfortunately it didn't have any of my blurays, cause they were at my apartment. We haven't been here long enough to think about going shopping for replacement ones!

[After all, the house had shown up not long after the infections and just before she was kidnapped. So. Yeah. It's one of the things on the list when Strands lets her be vertical for more then ten minutes at a time.]

What did you bring?

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[Oh, good question, my friend.

He holds up a bunch of movies, as follows: Ghost Shark, Plan 9 from Outerspace, and Them!]

Whaddya' think?

[Alex is just going to give him a big grin.]

I think you have excellent taste in bad horror movies, Peter.

[There's more than a little bit of laughter in her voice when she adds:]

No Sharknado?

[He smiles, a little relieved.]

I'm still hunting for that one, right now. But I'll definitely have it by the time bad movie night rolls around. You think you'll be up for that?

Oh yeah. I'm only staying on the couch a week. I'm already going crazy with that. Any more and I'd probably lose my fragile little mind entirely.

[Alex just grinned and she may have said that louder than she intended to. Or at the very least, louder than the conversation called for, because it was the truth whether or not certain doctor slash boyfriends believed it or not.]

Assuming it's not less than like four days away, I mean.

I can definitely make sure it's more than four days away.

Just don't get me in trouble with-

[He flicks his head toward the direction Mr. Strand went off to.]

[It's always funny to Alex just how frightened people are of Richard. Oh, she knows he's an asshole and can be mean but he's not... the worst anyway. But Peter is reminding her of the interns at the studio, and it makes her grin.]

Don't worry, you won't be. I agreed to a week, so I'm doing a week. Even if it's possibly the most annoying week ever.

[For both of them, honestly. Alex isn't being a peach right now.]

Hey, hey...! It's better to take a little extra time than worry about your injuries not healing right.

You wouldn't wanna be a bad influence on me.

[That makes Alex laugh, she can't help it.]

I honestly don't think I'm a good influence on anyone. But I'll try to be in this. So Peter, what do you want to watch first?

... Plan 9 From Outer Space is pretty fun.

Them! is mostly bad because it's old and didn't really hold up, but that one? That one's bad no matter what year it is. Ed Wood's something else.

Definitely need to go with Plan 9 From Outer Space. And if we were at my house, we'd definitely need to follow it up with Ed Wood even if Johnny Depp is actually the worst.

[Alex is just going to make a face at that, because she's from right in the middle of when everything came out.]

Oh, yeah, yikes.

[He flips the DVD of Plan 9 around in his hand, the cover a terrible bootleg reprint that is all pixelated from .jpeg goodness.]

Ed Wood wasn't that bad, at least. I think. His life seemed pretty depressing, though.

Pretty sure a good goal in life is "never end up like Ed Wood".

I think you're right. Definitely "never ending up like Ed Wood" should be on people's "don't do it" list. Along with Scooby Doo, but sometimes...

[Alex is just going to grin broadly and give a shrug.]

Well, sometimes life just ends up where it ends up, right?

[She's amused by the whole bootleg thing, charmed really, because she's definitely been that young.]

I guess that's true —

What's that about Scooby Doo?

[That just makes Alex laugh.]

It's sort of a long story, honestly. But yeah, sometimes your life just definitely turns into Scooby Doo and you need to debate yourself on if your Daphne or Velma.

[Alex you're a combo of both.]

And what kinda Scooby Doo stuff happens?

You mean, like, finding out the old guy did it to keep kids off his property?