Room 406, morning to early afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

After finally finding handwavily talking to Chris late yesterday, Isabel had finally gone back to her room.

Sleep wasn't an option for a lot of reasons.

Instead she grabbed her laptop and started to google.

It was amazing what you could find in some of the more obscure corners of the internet. Hours later she had pages of notes and print-outs. Of course since Isabel had pretty much no experience with magic, most of it was so much gibberish.

It was time to call in people who had a clue.

[ooc: Door closed, post open. Up early for SP. AFK till about noon.]

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Had it been anyone but Isabel who had called, Savannah might have still been in hiding -- scared to leave her room. But this was Isabel and if she knew what was going on, there was no way Savannah couldn't help.

Besides, after what Wyatt had done to her, she needed to see for herself that her friend was all right.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked softly on the door.

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Even though she doubted Wyatt would actually be nice enough to knock, Isabel still wasn't about to open the door to anyone. "Who is it?" she asked.

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Savannah didn't blame her.

"Savannah."

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"Are you okay?" Isabel asked as she opened the door and stepped aside. "I heard radio."

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Savannah didn't linger and came inside immediately.

"I got my ass handed to me by the guy I have thought of as my big brother and my Whitelighter either doesn't know me or suddenly hates me." She sighed. "I have no idea what alright is, but I do know that the Wyatt I thought I know would never have referred to yo as his concubine."

She took a deep breath. "Did he hurt you?"

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"I'm okay," she said. At least physically. She just wouldn't sleep well for a while.

Isabel took a seat on her bed and pushed some of the papers to the side so there was a place for Savannah to sit. "It's not Wyatt. Or at least it's not our Wyatt. Did Chris ever tell you about that weekend in January? When everyone thought they were someone else?"

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She ached, so sitting down was a god thing.

"The same weekend where my boyfriend woke up as someone different and charged me for sex? No, neither Chris nor Wyatt talked to me much about it."

She bit her lip and looked at her friend. "What has happened to them? I'm thinking it's not gremlins. Gremlins don't cause people to think using you to torture someone is fun."

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"Chris was still Chris. Just another, older version," she explained. "Who was trying to stop an evil version of Wyatt. I think that's who were dealing with now. And I think I might know how it happened."

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Alternate Universes gave her a headache.

"How?" She looked at Isabel. "Can we fix this and make the bastard pay who did this to them?"

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A knock at the door sounded before Isabel could start to explain.

"Hold that thought," Isabel said as she went to answer the door.