izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-07-03 11:15 am

Room 406, all day

It hadn't been a bad last week in Fandom. Between being social, seals, presents, and reality TV, it was certainly memorable. Even if the good-byes weren't so much fun.

There wasn't much left to pack. But Isabel was taking her time doing it.

The door was open.

[OOC: Good-bye post. *sniffles* Assume handwavey phone calls. ETA: Random bouts of SP for the rest of the afternoon due to RL.]

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
He had to concede that, which he did by setting the box of cupcakes carefully down and moving forward, fully intent on wrapping her up in a huge, tight hug.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel held on tightly, not saying a thing.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
It seemed like half an hour -- who knew how long it really was -- before Anders finally spoke up. "Gonna miss you, big sis. You, Parker, and Zero all gone now, and I'm gonna have to smack sense into myself when I need it . . ."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm only a phone call away for verbal smackage," she promised. "And then I'll get Parker to call you. And she'll get Zero. It'll be like we're right there." Sort of. Only not.

Then in a quiet whisper. "I'll miss you to."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Aww, a verbal-smackage chain," Anders managed to joke. "The gift that keeps on giving. You guys better have a safe trip, okay? Promise?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I promise. I think the most danger will face is weight gain from all the food at the places we plan on stopping," Isabel grinned.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:38 pm (UTC)(link)
". . . there's nothing I can say about burning off the calories that you won't turn around on me to make me flail, is there?" he asked.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nothing at all," she laughed. "You know me too well. But I promise I'll keep running and hitting the gym as well."

A pause...

"Because you have to work all the muscle groups after all. Not just cardio."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
A strangled whimper escaped him. "I walked into that."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Once Isabel stopped laughing she nodded. "You couldn't have set that up any better if you tried."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders sighed. "Would you believe me if I told you I let you do that? One more time for the road?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"If you did? It makes me love you that much more," she told him.

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 05:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good," Anders said, "because that's totally what I did. Since you love it so much when I spaz out over TMI stuff."

Hard to tell if he was telling the truth or not . . .

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel wasn't about to question if it was the truth or not. She'd just enjoy the moment. "I do. You turn the cutest shade of pink."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Everything about me is cute," Anders informed her importantly, beaming in just such a way to emphasize his point.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"You are such a dork," Isabel grinned, reaching for her camera. "I need a picture so my new roommate can wonder about all the cute guys I know."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmm," mused Anders, "would it drive your roommate nuts if I took my shirt off for it?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Quite possibly yes," she nodded. Not that she knew anything at all about her roommate at this point. "Which is why you need to do just that."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well then," Anders said, and turned around (for no real reason) as he stripped the shirt off, so the tattoo, now mostly healed up, was visible.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel couldn't help the small involuntary shudder that ran through her at the sight of the tattoo. Some memories were still painful over a year later.

"It's healed."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," Anders said, then fell silent for a moment, realizing the implications. "Yeah."

He turned around and tucked his thumbs into his belt, posing for the camera. "Ready when you are -- glad I got a chance to get a tan our last couple of stops, too."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Have they seen it yet?" she asked, knowing that it was important to Anders.

"You look very fit and tan."

*click*

Isabel checked the viewscreen on the camera and decided she'd send a copy to Bel and Phoebe as well. They'd appreciate it.

"Very nice."

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, it's a surprise," Anders replied. "They'll see it when I get there -- they have no idea I was even getting it."

He preened a little bit and tried to peer at the camera. "Lemme see!"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"They'll like it. I'm sure."

Isabel stepped back and tried to hold the camera away from him. Just because.

"What're the magic words?"

[identity profile] cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com 2008-07-03 08:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Anders said nothing, but gave her the puppydog face. Just one last time, to see if it worked.