Suite 232

[awesome_lilly]

Last night, Lilly got stabbed. It gets a little hazy after that, but she's fairly sure that she's going to live... as much as she generally does.

She's ensconced on the couch with pain pills and Jello in easy reach, flipping between a telenovela and cheesy cable movies. While she's no longer hopped up on adrenaline, pot brownies, and Everclear she's still fairly woozy.

Good times.

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[awesome_lilly]

Lilly picks it up delicately, sniffs it, wrinkles her nose and places it carefully on the coffeetable.

"Uh, thanks. I'm kinda a Combos and Red Bull girl myself though, so I'll just save it for Stampy."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Combos are pretty good, too, yeah."

Dean's grin brightens. Her reaction to the food was pretty funny. He'll take it.

"Stampy?"

[awesome_lilly]

"Oh, my mini-elephant."

Lilly pauses.

"Well, not just my miniphant. Technically she belongs to Mikey, but given the roommate situation she's also Indy's, and kinda Mel's and mine when I lived down a floor. I like to think I still have a claim on her."

Her smile is both fond and a bit wistful.

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean's grinning fit to burst.

He's kind of a dork, sometimes.

"Mini--you've got a tiny elephant? Where the hell'd you get it?"

It would be awesome on hunts. Or as a way to annoy Sam.

But--then again it'd probably make a damn big mess in the Impala.

Crap.

[awesome_lilly]

"Weren't you listening? Man, I thought I was the one on drugs."

Lilly's smiling back. Dean's dork side appears to have that effect.

"She's Mikey's, and he's an ex-mutant ninja turtle who lives with Indiana Jones. With that combo, sometimes it's better not to ask."

[hopeitsworthit]

Okay, Dean's ultra-bright grin is back.

He might also be a little starry-eyed.

"Ninja turtles and Indiana Jones? Damn, that's almost as good as Ray Stantz."

Sammy's gonna have a shit fit when he learns about this.

Well--Dean would if he were Sam, at least.

[awesome_lilly]

"Seriously."

Lilly laughs.

"Totally one of my better roommate situations. But they're still just a floor down, so it's all good. Stampy even has an elevator now."

[hopeitsworthit]

"A miniphant elevator? Who the hell'd you get to build it?"

Dean wants to take it apart now, see how it works.

He's That Guy.

[awesome_lilly]

"Well, there was like, a dumbwaiter or Ooompa-Loompa-lator or something there already," Lilly explains.

"And then I got Mike's brother Donatello to customize it.


I think he's scared of me now."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Man, Lilly, who'd be scared of you?"

Why yes, that is sarcasm she hears.

And maybe a little bit of teasing.

What?

He's bored.




Now that he knows she's okay and all.

[awesome_lilly]

"Twitchy armed girls who hang out in the woods, for one," Lilly retorts.

"Apparently I'm such a threat they'll stab me before they can even see me clearly."

Take that, Dean's sarcasm!

[hopeitsworthit]

"Yeah. You gotta be careful in the woods. Shit in there's damn prickly. Though, uh, usually it's more ghosts and nasties and crap that causes us problems."

Uh.

Awkward.

"Maybe you oughta be carryin' a gun?"

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly arches an eyebrow at that.

"You really think so? I mean, I had one, but that was just Indy's old gun that I used when we were fighting Nazis or whatever, I never really carried it in bar."

She makes a bit of a face.

"Plus I gave it back to him when we broke up, so."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Nazi--oh. Uh. Yeah."

Uh.

"You were dati--never mind."

Really. Never mind.

"Hey, m'brother and me, we carry guns and shit all the time. I mean--I dunno. I'd be pretty damn cranky if I got stabbed in the woods. You got plans for keeping that from happening again?"

Or worse?

[awesome_lilly]

"I'd be a lot crankier if I didn't have drugs. And yeah, I have a plan. I plan not to go out in the woods late at night by myself."

Lilly shrugs.

"This is Milliways. For every danger I have a plan for, there are ten that I'd never see coming, no matter what."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Yeah, that'd be what the gun is for."

Really, Lilly.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, around here we have 'people' who find gunshots kinda itchy and that's it. Given that I am not especially fast on the draw or experienced with guns, I think I'd probably get myself in more trouble with one than without."

[hopeitsworthit]

"And that'd be what practice is for."

Why yes, Dean can keep up the deadpan all day.

Honest.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly sighs.

"Fine. I'll just add weapons training to my casual, relaxed brothel-managing nightclub-owning paper-editing adopted-childrearing lifestyle. It'll be easy and fun."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Hey," Dean says, grinning and holding up both hands, "If I can take time outta my schedule of driving and reading websites and hitting on waitresses and kicking supernatural nasty ass to give you lessons, you bet your ass you can give me a couple hours a week."

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly's sigh is even more theatrical this time.

"Fine. We'll both make time in our busy, busy lives to go shoot things."

She smirks a little.

"We'll have to work it around my pilot lessons, though."

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean raises an eyebrow.

"Pilot lessons? Here?"

How the hell does that work?

[awesome_lilly]

"Yeah, I'm just going to fly right out the front door."

He's getting the "how are you so stupid?" look now.

"The sims are here, but once I get through them I'll just go to Wes' world for the actual X-Wing flying. Or Y-wing. We're still working on the terms of our bet."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Oh sweetheart, don't look at me like that. You've gotta admit outside doesn't exactly have a helluva lot of space for flying helicopters, let alone whatever else."

[awesome_lilly]

"Exactly. Which is why I'm obviously not having the actual lessons here."

Lilly pauses.

"Or did you not know dead people here can go to other people's worlds?"