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Meerkat, Isabel's Alcove B?, Wednesday afternoon

Karate had been interesting. It was obvious she had a lot to learn, but Isabel was fairly certain she was going to enjoy the class. But for the moment, she was sitting on her bed, playing a few thousand hands of Spider Solitare and trying to refine a plan of revenge in her head.

[the curtain is open!]

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Smiling at the invitation, he joined her on the bed, leaning against the end and stretching his legs out so they rested on either side of her knees. "I have a very good imagination, but I doubt it could come close to matching the real thing," he replied wickedly. "And what I've been up to is apparently making people cranky in the common room."

Jack's position meant that it was very easy to thwap his leg. "You keep imagining. At least for now," she said with a wicked grin of her own. "Who did you make cranky?"

He pulled his leg away and prodded her gently in the side with his bare foot. "Don't worry, I will." He waggled his eyebrows at her. "Anakin. Did I do something to tick him off that I don't remember, 'cause he was glaring at me like he wanted me to burst into flames."

Isabel decided to find out if Jack was ticklish. She poked at the sole of his foot. "I'm not surprised," she laughed. Letting go of Jack's foot, she sighed. "Anakin can be prickly. And he's had a lot going on," she explained, thinking of their conversation earlier ~~that's going to be continued tomorrow~~. "But he's a good guy. He lived across the hall from me before graduation so we would talk."

Jack snatched his foot out of her reach with a surprised laugh. "Okay, don't do that!" Yup, ticklish. "If you say so, that's good enough for me. And he was fine by the end of it." He shrugged. "So, that's my latest excitement. What's hapening with you?" Very tentatively, he returned his foot to its original resting place.

"Ticklish are you?" Isabel filed that fact away for future reference. "That's good. He really is a nice guy." She quickly turned the laptop off and put it aside. "Besides plotting revenge, I have been playing many, many rounds of Solitare."

"No, Of course not," he said, pulling his feet away as he sat up and crossed his legs. "You're at a camp full of pretty and you're hiding in here playing solitatire?" He shuffled forward until his knees touched hers. "That's no way to spend your summer."

Isabel snickered and raised an eyebrow at Jack's bare chest. "I don't know, Anakin stopped by before and now you're here. I don't think I'm missing any pretty. She reached out and rested her hands on his knees. "This is just me being mellow for an afternoon. And plotting. I'm doing lots of plotting."

Jack grinned at the compliment. "Why Isabel, I didn't think you'd noticed." He covered her hands with his own. "And mellow is good. I could get to enjoy mellow. Especially mellow with plotting." He tipped his head forward until it touched hers. "Especially mellow plotting with you. But you're not bored?"

"It's a bit difficult not to, what with all the pretty and shiny," she laughed. And mellow was nice, Isabel realized as she smiled at him. "No, I'm not bored. I'm enjoying the downtime before the sharks invade. And I'm plotting evil revenge on the guys of Stickbug for the ducks. How about you? Are you bored with camp?"

"Izzy, I'm am definitely not bored," he replied with something that could only be described as a smirk. "Camp is an endless parade of shiny possibilities. Umm, apart from the sharks? Sharks are going to invade? Is that part of the revenge?"

"Why am a I not surprised?" she asked with an answering smirk. "I bet you'll have fun finding out all those possibilities. But don't worry about sharks, that's just my theory on what's going to invade this summer. You know, like we had zombies and snow monsters during the year."

Isabel grinned wickedly, "Revenge is going to involve flourescent colors and possibly fire. Make sure to have your popcorn handy. It's going to be fun."

"Fire and flourescent colours sound like even payback for ducks and singing. Count me in with the popcorn." Jack leaned back slightly, squeezing her hands. "And I don't know about the zombies and the snow monsters. No one's filled me on those."

"How are you combat skills?" Isabel asked half-seriously. "At least once a semester the school gets invaded by something. There were zombies in the Fall. Then the snow monsters tried to invade at the end of January. It was up to the students to fight them off." She turned her hand, tangling her fingers with his. "You'll protect me won't you?" she grinned.

"I have no idea, actually. I guess that's something I should find out." He smiled at her. "And you know I would. But I'm pretty sure that alien-fu beats anything I could muster."

"I bet you'll do just fine," she said, squeezing his hands gently. "You can always ask to spar with some of the people in the gym. See how well you do. Aeryn's the best, Cam's good as well." Isabel laughed, "I'm not sure, I slept through the snow monsters believe it or not. But I did manage to make a demon go poof once."

She looked down, studying their hands, and coming to a decision. "Can I ask a question?"

"I'll have to go and do that. Maybe Aeryn, seeing as she's already promised not to shoot me." Head cocked, Jack studied her. "Isabel, you can ask me anything," he said softly, tightening his hold on her hands. "Truly."

"Well this is a pretty serious question," she replied. "I really wouldn't want to mess things up for you." Isabel tried to be serious, but the corners of mouth kept trying to turn up into a smile.

"Oh, a serious question." Jack nodded in mock-seriousness. "Well, you'd better tell me what it is before you actually ask me, just so I can make sure it's okay to ask."

"I was just wondering what your plans were for Friday night," Isabel laughed. "I could use some time away from this place and company would be nice."

"Ahh, well that it's definitely not okay for you to ask." Jack pulled her closer. "Because I believe that I'm about to ask you for one of the non-dates you promised me." Looking at her sadly, he added, "You've been neglecting me shamefully, but I'm prepared to forgive you if you let me take you to Caritas on Friday night?"

Isabel rested her head on his shoulder. "I will do my absolute best to earn your forgiveness. I'd love to go." So what if it wasn't a date. So what if Jack hadn't brought her cookies and Tabasco. He was fun and made her laugh, she could live with that.

"Excellent." He grinned and pulled her closer until she was sitting between his legs, then wrapped his arms around her. "And you're already forgiven. How could I possibly stay mad at you?"

"Good, I wouldn't want you mad at me," Isabel said as she leaned against him contentedly. "So tell me about your cabin. From what I hear there's an awful lot of pretty."

Laughing softly, he said, "Oh, it has pretty like you've never seen. I don't know how I got so lucky." He rested his chin on her shoulder. "Must have done something really good in a past life. Or something really good in this one," he added with a smirk. "I'm definitely going to miss the cabins when we leave."

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