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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[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

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."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"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."

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

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?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

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

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