33 Apocolypse Ave, Wednesday evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Keeping in mind what she'd been told at the library, Isabel kept a wary eye out on the way back to Ronan's house.

She didn't notice anyone suspicious and maybe she was just being paranoid, but it seemed like the streets were a little emptier then normal.

Relieved to finally be back in familiar surroundings, Isabel poked around the kitchen and tried to figure out what to make for dinner.

[For the housemates or anyone else that needs her]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Bad feeling kind of way. Plus they were fascinated by her primitive writing." Yeah, it wasn't much to go on, but it seemed to fit the situation.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker sat back, frown deepening. "Fascinated in that it wasn't done with a light-pen, or fascinated by the whole concept?" she asked, dubious.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I think fascinated in that it wasn't high-tech or evolved maybe?" Isabel shrugged. "I don't know for sure. But I'm thinking some sort of higher intelligence maybe?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Or just plain alien. No offense to any tabasco-and-chocolate-loving entities in our midst," Parker said, digging into her food again, thinking. "When did these creepy people get here? We've been basically cut off since Saturday."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I don't know, radio hasn't said anything." But the squirrels weren't all knowing and stuff did slip by. "Tomorrow morning's broadcast should be interesting."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"That's one word for it," Parker muttered, shaking her head. "If there's actual people we can grab for information, that's a step forward, though. Although if they don't understand the questions, it may only be a half a step."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"At least knowing there's something helps. Maybe. I don't know," she sighed. "I just feel like we're running out of time."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Stabbing at the pasta with her fork, Parker grumbled, "We'll find something." Her tone was getting more desperate. "We have to."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I know. Because I don't like our odds if we don't." Isabel was feeling the tiniest bit of defeat herself.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"We're not done yet. If we've got names, and we've got people, and we've got Special Collections... there will be progress. Somehow." Parker closed her eyes, still eating. "But I need to sleep before I go back and do that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Why don't you crash here again?" Isabel offered. "If there's weirdness about, no need for you to risk it."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Why not." Parker ate a couple more bites, her vision blurring with tiredness. "I miss Zero." Jarod too, but today had been a day to be reminded of Zero more.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I know. I bet she would have loved a trip into Special Collections." With her boots and her mallet no doubt.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"And dancing with the Wild Things." Parker pushed her food away, and rubbed at her eyes. "Couch. Couch is good."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Go," Isabel said, pointing the way. "I'll clean up."