Room 406, afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

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!!!]

Comments

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I draw the future," Peter said. "Or paint it. Depends on whatever material's handy."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"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."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter snickered. "If only it was that easy. I have no control over what I make. It just sort of happens. And it's not always something useful. I've got one picture that's Nathan standing in the doorway of his apartment. Like I needed future-telling ability to know about that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well at least this time it was useful," she said. "Between you and Sam, it sounds like you gave everyone something to hang on to. So thank you for that."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"I'm glad it came in handy," Peter said. "That's worth the weird."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Your weird, my weird. Life's never going to be boring is it?" Isabel sighed.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"Hate to break it to you," Peter said, "but no."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I didn't think so. Dammit."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"At least it's not lonely?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel thought of the number of visitors she'd had that day. "No. Never lonely. Not with friends like these."