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Victory Party in the Common Room

[OOC: Yeah... Of course I come online as soon as Ash makes off with the big boomstick thingie.]

Beverages and Food line the common room. Kick back and enjoy kids.

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Alanna stumbles into the room and crashes on to the first couch she sees. "Water, something with large amounts of sugar, and a healer. Who ever gets me those three things is my hero for life. Or at least until tomorrow"

Sonia, still rather crusty with goo but looking a bit more energized, passes by Alanna, a glass of water in one hand and a small plate of cookies. She offered the second to Alanna.

"Not the purest form of sugar, but it might help."

Alanna finishes off one of the cookies in two bites. "Close enough." She pats the couch next to her. "Sit, drink. Talk."

"Glad to." She drops onto the couch beside Alanna, leans back, and breathes a sigh of relief.

"You know...I...no. I can't think of anything to say. I think I left my brain back with the zombies."

She rubs her hands over her eyes and takes another swig of water, hoping to dissipate some of the zombie taste from her mouth.

"How are you holding up? Feeling any better?"

Alanna takes a swig from the bottle left with her and offers it to Sonia. "Partially. I've been worse, but I've been better. The burns are starting to itch a bit, other wise, I feel almost okay. You?"

Sonia simply looks at the bottle for a moment- she usually doesn't drink, but tonight seems to be an exception to... well, every rule.

"Thanks." She takes a drink and tries, somewhat failingly, not to cough the stuff out as it burns down her throat.

"I know vhat you mean, though I don't remember ever feeling so drained."

At the mention of a burn, she scratches at the dressing on her shoulder, which is pretty much useless at this point. "Yes, the burns are the vurst. Dr. Frasier has some good stuff though- it stings a bit, but it takes the itch avay. I might try and find her vunce, you know, I can move."

Alanna nods. "Moving is complicated." Alanna raises the bottle. "I hate drinking. Ugh. Sorry about hitting your head. After the battle."

Sonia smiles. "Eh, don't vurry about it. And I suppose that *I* should apologize for, er, almost burning you, earlier on. I hadn't realized those things vere so close to you."

She takes another drink of water, giving up on alcohol for the evening.

"Oh, that was you? I didn't notice, I just saw that my arm was suddenly on fire. That wasn't fun. But it's all good." She takes another swig from her drink and ponders looking for water.

She looks a bit sheepish. "Yes, I'm afraid holy vater isn't a very controllable veapon, vunce it's exposed to undead elements. I didn't think it vould pass on to anyvun else, but now... *nods* I know better."

She notices Alanna contemplating the bottle, and offers over her glass of water.

Alanna nods her thanks and drink about half the water. "Much better. It wasn't that it set me on fire, it set the zombie's on fire. And they were too close to me and some sparks flew."

((Actually, I didn't notice Alanna was on fire for a good ten minutes))

Sonia sighs, and sinks back even further into the cushions. "Yes, I suppose that's true. But...uugh. It just got so crazy out there. I mean, you think you've seen everything, and then... *gestures*... whoosh."

"By the vay...you handled that sword pretty vell. Nice job."

((Hah, yeah, I didn't even notice I'd set fire *to* her until

wraithbaitjohn said something. :D ))

Alanna nods. "Thanks, you were very good yourself."

((Snorf))

She yawns, and smiles. "Thanks. Hey..." she reaches behind her and unhooks the whip, pulling it into her lap. "Do you think they'll let us keep these, now?"

[OOC: Sorry for delays! Mun is very tired, and will probably have to head off to bed soon. Such is the life of a student. :( ]

Alanna shrugs but keeps Logan's words in mind. "I hope so. Oh, I know it's off topic, but vote for me for Security Officer of Fandom High!"

((Ditto))

"Security Officer? You most *definitely* have my vote." She smiles at Alanna, before yawning wide again.

"And on that note, I think I'm going to sleep. Or shower. Vhichever I can make it to before passing out.

Oh...and if you ever vant to talk, or anything, I'm up in Room 507." Smiling once more, Sonia stands and stretches wearily.

[ooc: Alright, to bed with me. It's been fun! We should do this again! Or, um, not. :) ]

Angela flutters over Alanna. "I'm sorry we never got you your water on the field," she says. "I didn't have it, and by the time I could get some, things had ~~switched posts~~ moved on."

Alanna flaps a hand, "Broots got me water, don't worry. Thanks for the pain killers, those were a life save."

((I'm both Broots and Alanna, so yeah))

Angela smiles. "It was nothing. You were amazing out there."

[[OOC: Thanks for telling me, I was annoyed with Broots' flakiness. LOL.]]

Alanna nods. "And now the terror seaps in. You were awesome, too you know."

((OOC: *blush* Sorry, I hate having to talk to m'self, and the I was pulled away from the computer...so yeah.))

"I did my best, anyhow," Angela says. "Or tried to."

Shesips at her drink.

"So were you and your sword on the front lines the whole time, or what?"

[OOC: Yeah, I couldn't talk to myself either. No problem.]

Alanna nods. "Zombies came, I chopped, zombies left, I fell. That's pretty much all I remebmer. Sword did a light kill thing once. I think I was the second line. How are you?"

Angela looks down at her clothes. "A little covered with zombie goo -- the one I got to shoot collapsed into me -- but otherwise okay."

"My friends at home will never believe any of this, though. Are there ... zombies where you come from?"

Alanna shook her head. "No ~~not yet~~ our dead stay dead. Thank the Gods for that. Yeah, zombie goo is everywhere."

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