Who: Alec Lordes, Dawn Bassler, Gully Morris, Gabe Sherlock and Alena Alkeinos
What: ...Exorcising a couch They are so made of win!
Where: Alena's apartment
When: Tuesday night
Rating: W for WTF?


A lot of interesting things had happened to Alena in her life ranging from the slightly amusing to the down right unbelievable and as she stood in her kitchen sweeping her floor she couldn't help but think this was going to be on the top of that list. Tonight she, her boyfriend, his best friend, her cousin and one of her friends... were going to exorcise her couch. None of them had any clue to actually go about an exorcisim, well Gully said he did and she in turn had her doubts, even so they'd snuck into her parents house and stolen her brother's goldfish, Flo, and rounded up the other artifacts Gully said he would need. They'd hit a road bump when it came to a female virgin to sacrifice, Gabe had suggested Junior and Alena had shot that down, and in the end Alena had decided to give up one of her old Furby's for the job. What? It was pink... pink is a girl colour...

Stepping into her living room she'd raise a brow towards the two people already there. It would appear that Gabe was informing the couch of what was going to happen to it tonight while Dawn was trying to explain that he was only going to piss of the ghost more. ...I know how to pick them. Edging her way closer to them, she placed a hand on his shoulder and stood on her tippy toes to whisper to him. "Gabe... I think you've finally lost it. You're talking to a couch." Chuckling she'd pull away and start towards her front door, broom still in hand, when there was another out burst. Turning around she'd jut out a hip and look towards him. "I told you stop taunting Bernard before he eats more lip gloss. Plus you're pissing off the Furby!" With a wave of her hand she motioned to the Furby sitting on her coffee table that was currently making those annoying 'wh-whoa wh-whoa' noises in lieu of Gabe's excitement. Sighing she'd look to Dawn with a helpless expression before going outside.

This entire ghosts and exorcisism thing had her on edge, not to mention the phone call that Gabe had recieved earlier from Dawn's ex-husband- Detective Rourke. It didn't sit well with her at all that the police were now involved, even though he had supposedly said any information given to him would be off the records. Alena didn't believe that for a second if any more information was given up that it wouldn't open up a full scale investigation and she knew the detective in question personally, this fact only making her paranoid thoughts seem just a little bit more justified. As such she'd taken to cleaning her apartment to avoid a full blown panic attack from creeping up on her and had now moved on to sweeping her front porch with that old bristle broom. The sound of tiny little cat feet caused her to look up from her sweeping and smile down at her tiny siamese kitten. "Hey, Beej." Bringing a hand out to tap the top of her shitty little grill, that had never been used, would cause the kitten to jump on top of it. Resting the broom against her side she'd bend down and kiss the top of the cat's head while scratching under his chin. "We're gonna get rid of the couch ghost and then you don't have to worry about it eating you any more, kit." He mewed softly. "I know, right!?" Alena laughed before moving to continue sweeping her porch as Blow Job layed down and watched.