Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

They'd done what they'd set out to do. The angels were trapped.

Now it was just a matter of waiting.

Isabel hated waiting.

The door was closed.

[Door closed, post open...]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Strangely enough, that doesn't surprise me," she replied. "From all the pictures I've seen? It could use some color."

And now the pacing started.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

More lies and distraction to be spun like spiderwebs. "Definitely. It's not like Zero and I haven't done it before. We got in there with Rory pretending to be blind two years ago. We're thinking exchange students this time. Possibly, sun worshippers. That way, we can say they're restricting our religious expression if we get caught."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You're insane you know that?" The room was too small to pace Isabel realized. She sat on the edge of the bed and started to rub her eyes. Whatever she was going say next was forgotten when Wyatt orbed into the room.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Only from some standpoints," Parker said blithely. "And I like to think those are sad few are handicapped by not knowing me well enough." A pause, as she thought she heard a thud. "Isabel?" Nada. "Is-a-belllll..."

Still nothing, and possibly a squeak from far away. Parker rolled her eyes. "ISABEL!"

Muffled incomprehensible whatevers.

"CALL ME BACK!"

Parker hung up, then texted Isabel:

YOUR PHONE IS OFF THE HOOK, DOOFUS. CALL ME L8R. SAY HI TO LIGHTBULBBOY.