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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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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?

Something like that.

[Alex says with a laugh, but no, it's nothing like that, not really.]

But sometimes you end up on a moon and it's pretty okay too.

[He grins.]

Yeaaaah, moons aren't so bad.

And the aliens here don't try and enslave humanity or anything scary, so that's cool, too.

Yeah, if anything it's a little weird how much they do seem to want us here. At least for the most part.

[The illness attack before and the kidnapping for the ghosts notwithstanding anyway.]

Still, it's nice to have the festivals once a month.

Yeah! It's crazy that they do so much every month.

And here I thought October through December was a nightmare.

I think it's the sort of thing that reminds people that life is worth living, so I can't really fault them for that. And I like that they're so deeply routed in a tradition, it's nice. Kinda reminds me of home, honestly.

I know there were ghosts in October, and that wasn't particularly fun.

Whoa, whoa, whoa —

[He holds up his hands, eyes getting humorously wide.]

Ghosts? Like — like real ghosts? Not fake, stupid youtube videos, but for real ones?

Yeah. Ghost ghosts. I mean, if you say it too loudly, Richard's going to come in and remind us that there's no such thing as ghosts, but they definitely were here right before I came. I mean, I came in at the very tale end of them and stuff. And people who I trust definitely experienced them. So, yeah, really haunted ghosts.

[Like Maddie Franks, but Alex wasn't going to bring up that name any time soon. Or maybe ever again at this point, if she could avoid it.]

There was also like holograms later on too, but I think that was March? Hmm. Honestly, there's been a lot of crazy things in the time that I've been here.

[He swallows hard, looking intensely interested now.]

I mean, are they, like... ghosts from Riverview?

Am I gonna wake up some time to a lady in an old-fashioned bonnet and dress, rocking in a chair?

Knitting, maybe?

[Alex is just going to give Peter an appraising look for a minute, because that sounds like a question that she would ask. Not that Alex normally needs any particular reason to ask a specific question, but she knows that she would if she was worried about a particular ghost from home. Which she absolutely would be. But she's avoiding asking him for the moment, even though the question is right there on her tongue.

She knows she's more likely to make those astonishing leaps of Alex Reagan ~~dis~~logic at the moment.]

A mix of both actually. I know there were some kid ghosts that definitely wanted to braid my hair.

[He frowns a little.]

... That's — that's really sad. [Kids who die young, that's just terrible. Peter's not sure he'd be able to hold himself together in front of something like that, let alone ghosts of people he actually knows.] I mean, it sounds like a really nice thing. Being able to communicate. But, uh. I don't know how well I'd do talking to little kids.

Yeah, it really is.

[Alex is just going to frown for a moment, and reach out and touch her hair. She hadn't really thought of it in a long time, to be honest. And probably for good reasons like this one where she just feels sad about it. And of course about the ghost from home as well, though Maddie Franks is definitely more scary than sad given everything who she was.]

They weren't really talkative, it was more like one of those things where they just sat me down and started doing it. But I bet you'd be better at talking to kids than you realize, Peter.

... It's not that they're kids... It's just — like... it's — really hard to handle.

[The idea of keeping stiff upper lip and not getting all teary-eyed?

Yeah, he's not sure if he can handle that without getting choked up.]

But I'm glad they at least sound like they're not... suffering? In death?

I dunno. Sorry, this is heavier than Plan 9 from Outer Space.

[Alex just reached over and gave Peter's arm a squeeze, along with a quick smile that definitely was her 'everything is going to be okay' smile even if some of it's normal hopefulness was dimmed a bit in the recognition of what they were talking about. Because it definitely was way heavier than Planet Nine from Outer Space, and both of them knew it.]

Yeah, I think they were okay and just glad to have someone to play with them that's new and all of that. But it didn't you know feel like things were bad.

[As a reporter, Alex often counted on things from her gut to tell her what was what, and those ghosts were fine. Maybe even better than fine, they almost seemed happy that Alex had given in and played with them and allowed them to braid her hair and put flowers into it, even if it had taken several days to undo what they'd done. There were other ghosts who definitely felt other things, but Alex wasn't going to worry Peter with them. After all, it wasn't as if Maddie Franks had any inclination to remove his face and put it on upside down with the eyes were the mouth should be and the eyes were the mouth should be. Fucking order of the Ceonophus.]

Okay, so definitely changing the subject, but we should do an eighties movie night or something at some point too. It'd be fun, and we can show things like Clue.

Oh, yeah! I've never seen that one before.

[Changing subject, easy peasy. No more sappy Peter Parker, thanks!]

... I've never actually played the board game before either.

[Alex is just going to stare at him for a minute. No, it wasn't the movie that shocked her, honestly. The movie had come out in the eighties and Peter had been born twenty years later. At this point it probably might have been a thousand! No, what shocked her was the fact that he'd never played Clue. How do you never play Clue?! So all she can manage to get out for a moment is just: ]

What?!

[Guess who's buying Clue once she's off bedrest, Peter.]

... I've — I've never played Clue before?

Okay, Peter, we are definitely going to need to fix that. It's like my duty as a board gamer or something.

[A beat and a laugh.]

But just this one. Don't ever let Richard talk you into Trivial Pursuit. He's like a google of his very own in things.

Oh god, I don't even know how to envision him playing games.

[He must be competitive to a Bond villain extreme.]

Well he does like to win. So.

[Looks there's a reason Alex won't play games with him like that. But a big part of it is because Alex is super competitive. Even more than him. She's probably the one who has that Bond villain extreme thing going.]

I'm so shocked.

[He doesn't sound shocked. Of course.]

How difficult is he when it comes to Clue?

I don't know. I haven't exactly asked him to play it with me.

[Alex just grins.]

I've nearly lost friends I've had for years over uno! I don't know if our relationship is strong enough for this.

[Alex is definitely teasing, mostly. She's the worst when it comes to games too.]

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