izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-03-08 01:01 pm
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Room 406, afternoon

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!!!]
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[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
For a change, Isabel actually opened the door herself. "Hi," she said when she saw who it was. "I hear you picked up a new talent?"

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"And yet that's not half as interesting as you not being dead," Peter replied.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
"The afterlife's over-rated," Isabel shrugged, grateful for the chance to be a little bit snarky. She stepped aside so he could come in. "I was never into harp music."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Better than ending up where they play Celine Dion all the time," Peter said as he came in. "What the hell happened?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"That's called hell. I don't think I quite deserve that. Yet." Isabel took a seat on her bed, curling her feet under her.

"Long story short, bad guy wanted a healer and thought I was it. I tried to say no, but the gun pointed at Meg meant I had to at least try. Never mind that there was nothing wrong with poor Meris except old age." She paused for a moment remembering how it had suddenly gotten out of control. "I didn't heal her. I changed her. To me. And somehow sent my memories along for the ride. I guess it was a survival mechanism, since my body was being burned out by what I was doing."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Peter went to take a seat as well. "Wow. How'd you change back?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't. This is, was Meris's body," she said quietly. "It took a little time before we were able to decide who was going to be in charge."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
Peter stared at her in shock. "Seriously?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Seriously," Isabel replied. "Which freaks me out on several levels."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"You're still my friend," Peter said, without hesitation. "This doesn't change that."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Good." It was what she needed to hear.

"It's just weird. Because I feel like me? And I look like me? But I still wonder," she sighed. "Sometimes the alien weirdness makes things too damn complicated."
Edited 2008-03-09 01:29 (UTC)

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Peter went to sit beside her, assuming she didn't mind. "I get like that with the duplicating power. I know Jamie's okay with it but - it's not for me."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
She'd never mind. Ever. "I guess this was just more of a reality check for me. I've gotten too comfortable here."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
Peter sat and went to put a comforting arm around her. "You can handle it. If anyone could, it's you."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"That's what I keep telling myself," Isabel said, leaning against him. "Eventually I'll believe it."

"I've come to a conclusion though. I hate the month of March."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Peter gave her a one armed hug. "Kinda sucks, considering that we're only eight days in."
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[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Well you tell me. Two years ago this Monday a good friend died. We found out later it was because of alien stuff." No, Isabel was not still bitter about that. "This week last year? I left for my six months on Antar. Now this. Next year? I swear to god, screw college. I'm going to a deserted island and hiding."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry," Peter said. "I know it's not nearly enough, but I am."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry too," she said. "I'm just frustrated. I don't mean to dump on you."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, when am I not here for dumping on?" Peter asked. "Don't worry about it."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"You're a good friend," Isabel smiled.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I try to be," Peter said, giving her a playful nudge.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"You succeed," she said, nudging back.

"So tell me about this new power?"

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I draw the future," Peter said. "Or paint it. Depends on whatever material's handy."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-09 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Useful," Isabel replied. "Remind me to give you some crayons before finals week. Maybe you can give me a clue or two what'll be on the tests."
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