Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

After last night's festivities and working today, Isabel was ready for a quiet night in. She made herself a hot chocolate, minus the whipped cream because she was still semi-traumatized, then settled in to write a few more essays.

The door was open.

[OOC: Okay to say Ronan came by, conversation itself is NFB. Anyone else stopping by would be prior to Ronan.]

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[not_in_the_book]

It took a moment again for Ronan to find his words. "There was a minor crisis," he said, finally. "Someone -- we didn't know who -- was fiddling with one of the four treasures, the chalice. Since I'd wielded one in the last Battle of Moytura, Annie asked me if I wanted to help track it down. So I jumped home, thinking it was just for the weekend."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"But it wasn't going to be that simple." It was a statement of fact more then a question. There were questions she wanted to ask, about what Ronan meant by the last battle and what that meant, but Isabel figured now wasn't the time. "What went wrong?"