Surprised by the grab and the subsequent kiss, Isabel's knee took a second too long to attempt to connect with any sensitive spots and instead wound up kneeing empty air as Wyatt orbed away.
She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth, realizing with a half hysterical laugh that the unfortunate facial hair was itchy.
Carefully Isabel edged towards the wall, which would hopefully lead to a door. One she could open so she could get the hell out of the dark.
She wasn't sure how much longer she could keep from panicking.
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Date: 2008-04-05 05:21 am (UTC)She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth, realizing with a half hysterical laugh that the unfortunate facial hair was itchy.
Carefully Isabel edged towards the wall, which would hopefully lead to a door. One she could open so she could get the hell out of the dark.
She wasn't sure how much longer she could keep from panicking.