xp_logs | Amanda and Topaz - Road Tripping continued (backdated to May 28)

On their way back from seeing Maya's grandfather, Amanda and Topaz chat before heading out for food.

Topaz was absolutely exhausted as Amanda let them into the motel room they'd rented for the night. "Could've been worse," she said as she collapsed onto a bed, staring at the ceiling. She didn't even have the energy to find her book and read.

"Yep. We both could be lost in the middle of nowhere. So this is definitely a win." Amanda tossed her bag onto the other bed. "And we have a band-aid solution to our possession problem."

"That's a horror movies start," Topaz said dryly as she sat up again. "Although I'm not sure if we'd be the victims or the bad guys in that scenario. Scary witches and all. Think Maya's gonna give you a problem?"

"Probably not, but then again, she's all anti-authority and might not give me the chance to explain it's from her grand-dad." Amanda cast a sly glance over at Topaz. "Unless you talk to her. She likes you."

"Sure, send the kid to do your work for you." Amanda did have a point though, Topaz supposed. Not about Maya liking Topaz - that was debatable. But anyone over twenty seemed to be the enemy to Maya. "I can give it a shot. Don't hold your breath though."

"Consider it a learning experience," Amanda teased back. She flopped herself down on the bed as well. "All joking aside, you did well with her grand-dad today. I know I tossed you into the deep end a bit, but you were actually there for the Slender stuff."

"Honestly I'm just glad he didn't make me explain what an Internet meme is," Topaz said. "I don't think I really could."

Amanda laughed at the thought. "Hell, the first time I came across them it was bad enough trying to understand the meme part. 'S easier to put them in the "interdimensional bad guy" box along with demons and Warwolves and Clint's fish-people."

"Fish people?" Topaz asked, raising an eyebrow. "Did I miss something?"

"Oh, right, you were off in India when that happened." The blonde shrugged. "Atlantean device opened a portal in the basement while Clint and his science peeps were poking at it and boom! Fish people."

Topaz rolled her eyes. "Even I know you don't poke the mysterious artifact. Honestly."

"'S what you get when scientists get mixed up with the magic," Amanda agreed. "Then again, Clint's from SWORD, and they don't know any better than to stick their noses where they aren't wanted."

That got her a laugh. "Guess we know where he learned it from, then. Seems to be a special talent." Not that she could say much. She'd agreed to go to Alaska, after all.

"Seems to me Clint and his gang need a full time "don't touch the thing" person," agreed Amanda with a snort. "Or I start charging for de-cursing."

"You'd be able to quit your day job within a month." Topaz rolled her eyes. "You know his SHIELD person actually tried to pay us for Alaska. Sort of. We all got Starbucks gift cards."

"Seriously?" Amanda's eyebrows shot up. "Well, that's just stingy. At least with me you get pizza and wine." That seemed to remind her of something, as her stomach growled loudly. "And I'm starved. You want to venture out for food, or try ordering in? There's got to be at least a pizza joint in the middle of nowhere."

"I wouldn't have minded if it had been somewhere that actually sold somewhat decent coffee and tea. Starbucks is just disgusting." The mention of food did remind Topaz that they had in fact not eaten all day, though. She sat up, thinking. "Probably venture out, unless the phone book is in date. If they even have one."

"When in doubt, ask a local - we can check with the owner of this place as we head out. As long as it's not roadkill, I think we're good?"

"Not roadkill is an absolute must." Topaz slid her shoes back on, grimacing slightly at the thought. "Let's go."