Room 406, afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

There's a blanket and some pillows on the extra bed, and she's moved some of her books and picture frames over to the extra so it doesn't look quite so empty. Isabel is sitting on the floor, puzzle mat spread out in front of her. She's made progress and the puzzle is almost all done. All that's left to do is fill in the blue background.

[The door is open!]

[ooc: Fine to say everyone visited. But the conversation with Jack is NFB]

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[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Phillip J Fry is what he's called," Demyx replied. "And if he doesn't bathe in the near future, I'm going to do it forcibly." He frowned for a moment, then grinned and cracked his knuckles. "Controlling water comes in handy sometimes."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"New student then, because I've never heard of him." Isabel's noise wrinkled a the idea of not bathing, because ick. "Give it enough time and I'm sure people will help you. But of course if you can control water, you could probably handle it on your own. And now I'm wondering exactly how you can control water. A special power of your own?"

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's just something I can do. But mostly I'm a musician." Demyx held out his hand, his musical instrument forming out of water in it. "Nothing really special, though. How about you?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel looked on in wonder. "That is much cooler then anything I can do," she said.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx grinned sheepishly, letting it dissolve back into the air. "I can't fight, though. That's why I died. Well, kinda died. I love music though. Do you like music?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Not everyone has to be fighter," Isabel said. "I'm not. Yet." She nodded, and pointed towards the iPod resting on her desk. "I love music. I usually alway have something playing."