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Cut to spare )
She'd needed last night, Isabel realized. After everything that had happened, she needed a night of being quiet and feeling safe.

Eventually she'd made it back to her room. After a shower, she'd called her mom, feigning surprise at the news of the destruction of the Meta-Chem, and quickly changing the subject to the cleaning supplies that were currently working busily around the room.

"I know mom," she said eventually. "Yes, we'll be out for dinner soon. I promise. Bye." Isabel hung up her phone and opened her laptop. Solitaire would be a good way to not think for the afternoon.

[Door closed, post is open! And I'm about to go AFK till about 7 EST. I'll grab pings when I get back. And I'm back!!!]
Confused and upset after the confrontation at the beach, Meris returned to the hotel and paced about the room as Clayton watched, his frustration and anger growing.

"Meris, listen to me. You need to take control of this."

Meris shook her head. "I can't. She wants to go to them."

"Look at me," Clayton demanded, grabbing her arm tightly.

Cut to spare )

[NFB, NFI, OOC is awesome. A whole lot of incredibly cheesy dialogue lifted from the Roswell Season 3 episode Chant Down Babylon]
izzyalienqueen: (flying saucer)
Meanwhile, back in Roswell… )

[A whole lot of text lifted and lightly tweaked from the Roswell Season 3 episode Chant Down Babylon, NFB, NFI, OOC A-OK]
izzyalienqueen: (Crap)
It only took a moment for Isabel to move beyond the fact that her mouth was dry and her head hurt like hell to realize that her hands were tied behind her back and she'd been dumped on the cold floor. In a rush, the memory of being grabbed with Meg came back and Isabel's heart started to race.

Struggling in a bit, Isabel pushed herself up on her elbow and took stock of her surroundings.

An office of some sort.

Fortunately, with the lights on. Her fear of the dark was an added complication they really didn't need right now.

There was a low moan behind her, and Isabel tried to turn. "Meg? Are you okay?"


Meanwhile, back in Fandom…


Enter the cavalry, stage left…
Isabel still felt a tiny bit guilty for gently bullying Michael into coming shopping with her and Meg. After all, Sherpa detail usually fell under the category of boyfriend duties. But after the events of the previous week, she was still a bit worried about him and spending time together, even if it meant listening to him grumble about carrying packages, made her feel like he was going to be okay.

After lunch, and one last check of the mall directory to make sure they hadn't missed anything, they decided it was time to head back to Fandom.

"I am shopped out," Isabel said to Meg as they headed out the sliding doors to the parking lot.

It was just a simple shopping trip )

[Pre-played with [livejournal.com profile] goodgirlmeg and [livejournal.com profile] rebelheartalien, NFB for distance, NFI, OOC is love!]
izzyalienqueen: (flying saucer)
Continued from Here and Here

And the rescue party arrives )

[Pre-played with the most awesome [livejournal.com profile] blessed_twice, [livejournal.com profile] neurotic_witch, [livejournal.com profile] rebelheartalien, [livejournal.com profile] goodgirlmeg, and [livejournal.com profile] saltandammo. NFB, NFI, OOC would be awesome!!!]
It only took a moment for Isabel to move beyond the fact that her mouth was dry and her head hurt like hell to realize that her hands were tied behind her back and she'd been dumped on the cold floor. In a rush, the memory of being grabbed with Meg came back and Isabel's heart started to race.

Struggling in a bit, Isabel pushed herself up on her elbow and took stock of her surroundings.

An office of some sort.

Fortunately, with the lights on. Her fear of the dark was an added complication they really didn't need right now.

There was a low moan behind her, and Isabel tried to turn. "Meg? Are you okay?"

cuts are kind )

[Pre-played with the most awesome [livejournal.com profile] goodgirlmeg. NFB, NFI, OOC is <3!! ]
They'd left the hospital, returned Dr. Wilson to the clinic, and then orbed back to the dorms. Isabel waited till the door closed behind Lana then carefully turned to Wyatt. "Ready to do your thing?"

[For the boyfriend!]
At any other time Isabel would have felt guilty for being grateful that the emergency room had gotten so much busier with people in much more serious conditions. But right now, as far as she was concerned, anything that kept them from focusing too much attention on her, or slowed down the lab work they'd ordered, was a good thing.

The Tylenol she'd been given hadn't done much to reduce pain from her ribs, or the pain from her head where she'd hit the ground, but Isabel didn't want to risk taking anything stronger, even though it had been offered. With the way her luck was going today, she'd react to it like she did to alcohol. And that would be bad.

For what seemed like the millionth time, she hit the button on her cell phone to check the time, all the while hoping Wyatt would turn up soon.

Enter the White Knight and cavalry, stage right. )

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the hospital… )


Back in the ER… )

[NFB for distance, NFI, OOC is love. Preplayed with and many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] blessed_twice, [livejournal.com profile] lovelylana, and [livejournal.com profile] dr_jwilsonmd]
izzyalienqueen: (Joy)
After class, Isabel had headed off to the mainland on a mission to find the perfect birthday gifts for Wyatt. She had several ideas in mind but nothing concrete and was hoping that a few hours of dedicated searching through the mall in Alexandria would turn up the perfect gift.

It turned out there were several perfect birthday gifts and one or two for Valentine's Day as well.

Pleased with her finds, Isabel juggled the shopping bags and her purse as she walked across the parking lot while trying to dig out her car keys. She was completely unaware of the car that approached from behind or the fact that it swerved towards her and accelerated as the driver reached down to grab a ringing cell phone.

"Gotcha," Isabel muttered as her hand closed round her keys.

Then there was a sudden flash of pain before it all went black.

[OOC: NFB for distance, NFI, OOC A-OK!]

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