Room 406, morning

[izzyalienqueen]

She can hear the sounds of people in the hallway, but Isabel tuned it out, intent on the email she was writing.



To: Spaceboysgirl@gmail.com
From: Isabel.Evans@fandom.net
Subject: Hey!

Hey Maria,

I know it's been awhile since I've written. I've been busy. We've had a bunch of new folks come in for summer camp and it's been nuts trying to get to know everyone. I've given up trying honestly. There's just so many of them.

But the ones I have met have been really nice. And on Friday I managed to see a bunch of them shirtless. Shirtless Friday. It's a beloved school tradition. Did I ever mention it? ;-) I love this school.

Now it's just a matter of waiting till the workshops start next week. The down time is great but sometimes I worry when it gets too quiet around here. Sharks with feet I tell you. We're going to see sharks with feet at some point this summer.

I'm not sure if/when I'm going to get back to Roswell this summer. I miss you guys, but I really am happy here. I guess we'll have to wait and see. Also? Max and Michael have you and Liz to look out for them and thwap them when they're being stupid. A friend left and moved to LA. I might try to visit there and make sure he's doing okay. And do not ask about how I'd get there. It would make your brain break.

Hug or Thawp Michael and Max for me depending on what's appropriate at the moment.

Isabel


[ooc: will eventually be a linkdrop. Door's open. I'll be sporadically AFK as RL demands but probably not for too long.]

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[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't think it's something you do just on a whim or something," Greg replied with a little smile. "Must be kind of interesting, being able to see people's subconsciouses. Though, did you know that people dream every night, even if we don't think we do? About one dream for every ninety minutes of sleep. They start out about ten minutes long, and then after abou eight hours, they hit forty-five minutes to an hour long."

He blushed suddenly, looking down at his hands. "Sorry. Slipped into geek mode, there."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It is," she agreed. "I went into Maria's dreams when she first found out. I was afraid she was going to turn us in because she was so scared. In her mind? I had tentacles."

"Geek mode is nice," she said softly. "Alex was a geek. So I'm used to it."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Tentacles?" He almost laughed outright, but limited himself to a soft chuckle. "Hard to imagine."

He studied her carefully, picking up on one particular word, and not wanting to push. But it's Greg, so he couldn't help but ask. "Was? Past tense?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Tentacles. And it's actually not hard to imagine if you knew Maria." She focused on a spot over Greg's shoulder because it was easier not to look at him when talking about Alex. It's been over two months, but those two weeks of heightened emotions and good-byes still hurt. "Was. He was killed in a car accident back in March." She kept it simple, leaving out all mention of Tess and her role in it. It was easier that way."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg lost his smile rapidly, watching her. He tentatively reached a hand out to touch her arm. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "Which is the complete wrong thing to say, I know, and so trite, but...." He gave a little shrug. "I'm sorry."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel closed her eyes and sat quietly for a moment, accepting the offered comfort. "You mean it," she said finally, opening her eyes and meeting his gaze. "So it helps."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I try," he said with a small smile. "I've never lost anyone like that, though. So I'm not sure how much of a comfort the sympathy is."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I think it depends," she said meeting his smile with a wry half smile of her own. "I was pretty angry in the beginning, I might have bitten your head off then. But I'm coping better now."

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"Anger's a normal response," Greg shrugged. "A lot easier to deal with than grief. Or so I'd guess."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Wry smile still in place she said, "You don't know the half of it. It was the week after I got back from Roswell that I got confronted by a classmate who'd found out the truth. She tought I was looking to take over the planet or something. And the night after that? The radio announced that I was an alien to the entire island." Shaking her head, Isabel laughed softly. "To say I was a little crazed for a while would be putting it mildly"

[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

"I still can't get over that a teacher outed you like that," Greg said, shaking his head with annoyance. "And, seriously, you? Taking over the planet?" He gave a short laugh. "I don't see it. You're too nice to be an evil overlord."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel shrugged, "At the time I thought it was the end of the world. Now? I wonder if I shouldn't have thanked her. Or at least bought her a bottle of booze." She snickered, "She certainly needed it by the end. You think I'm nice now. Just wait until the holiday season if you're still here. You'll discover my mad plan to take over the world using gift wrap and mistletoe."