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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.]

Date: 2006-05-16 07:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
Greg, bored, found himself up on the fourth floor again. He knocked lightly on the doorframe, leaning slightly against it.

Date: 2006-05-16 09:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"The shapeshifting was useful. Particularly when we needed to replace the head of the FBI unit in charge of hunting us down," Isabel said grimly.

"It's weird. But useful. Especially when I want to find out exactly what someone is thinking." She looked down studying the blanket on her bed. "Don't think it's something I do casually. Anytime I've done it's been to protect us. Or if I have done it to a friend it was with their consent, to help them out. Except for the one time I did it accidentally." Isabel smiled, "Part of the reason Peter and I got to be such good friends was because I accidently took a walk through his dreams one night when I fell asleep while making campaign posters."

Date: 2006-05-17 12:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"Oh yes, the Christmas Nazi," he replied with a smirk. "I'm terified. Really." He gave her a sly look. "Will you spare me in your conquest if I dress up as Santa or an elf?"

Date: 2006-05-17 02:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
Greg raised a brow. "What'd he do to make you do the lock-fu, anyway?"

Date: 2006-05-17 02:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Yeah, embarassing. Particularly when it happened in the crowded common room."

"You'll still be mystified. I know I am," she admitted with a smile.

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