izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-01-13 04:06 pm
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Room 406, evening

Once again Isabel was grateful that traveling with Wyatt was so much nicer then regular air travel or even portal. She made it home from Angel's with time enough to run into town to get some chocolate pudding before The Amazing Race started.

Wondering how Michael was doing, she handwavily left him a message then settled back to watch the end of 60 Minutes.

The door was open.

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[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Michael knocked on it anyway when he arrived, having got her message.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey!" Isabel smiled. "Come on in. How are you doing? How was your weekend?"

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pretty good." He wandered in and sat down. "Worked my first shift at the diner."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"It went well?"

Annie regally walked over to appraise the newcomer.

"I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to stop by," she apologized. "By the time we were done with the dancing I had to get back here and pack to get out to LA."

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Michael peered down at the cat, then offered her a hand to sniff.

"Yeah, River came by and made me go to the dance in lunch break. I didn't know you went to LA."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Cimorene knocked on the door frame, wanting to be polite. She had left her circlet behind somewhere.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"I had a friend I needed to check up on," Isabel explained. "He was being stoic boy. So my friend Parker and I met up out there and made him take us to dinner." And that was the very short version of a long story.

Annie was completely disinterested. Which was why she moved closer.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hi Cimorene," Isabel smiled. "How are you settling in?"

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good, thank you." Cimorene replied politely. "Er...are there wizards here?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"There are, yes," she nodded. "Witches to. Is that a problem?"

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are they good wizards?" She asked.

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course.

"Oh, okay. Someone you met here?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah. Remember the vampire I mentioned?" she smiled. "He lives in LA now. I hadn't seen him in a while." Angelus totally didn't count. "Since Parker's on break from Oxford, it was a good time to see two friends at once."

There was no back arching, or rubbing against Michael's ankles. That was beneath Annie's dignity.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh absolutely," Isabel said immediately. "Who'd you meet?"

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, clearly. There was no scritching of Annie's jaw, either.

"I didn't know you could just take off for the weekend like that."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ronan." Cimorene said a little uncomfortably.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel shrugged, "I probably should have filled out a form in the office?" Oops. "But lately traveling's been so simple, I forget. But also, don't forget that I'm a senior. And older then eighteen."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh he's a sweetheart," she smiled. "We hang out together a lot. He's an awesome cook."

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"True. And you came back, so it's not like they've got anything to worry about."

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Cimorene summarized. "Does he like chocolate mousse?" She finally asked.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have no reason not to come back," she pointed out. "My friends are here. This is home for me now."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yup. Especially if it's spicy." Isabel raised an eyebrow, "Did something happen?"

[identity profile] rebelheartalien.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not unless something stopped you."

Spot the subtext of the last couple of lines.

[identity profile] makescherries.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Cimorene figured she could find a recipe in the library for spicy chocolate mousse. "Um, well, no, not really." He hadn't melted after all.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-01-13 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then there'd be a really pissed off rescue party coming to get me." That was something Isabel was absolutely certain about.
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