Behind the Meerkat Cabin, late morning through lunch

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel didn't get to bed till late and didn't get to sleep until even later. She was too busy replaying the evening in her mind and smiling at the memory. Thursdays were workshop free, so she slept in late and then brought her blanket out to lie in shade of the trees behind the Meerkat cabin. The jug of iced tea is cold, her book is incredibly entertaining in that cheesy, this is entirely not plausible way and overall, life is good.

[Feel free to interrupt!]

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Nothing too dire. I said I wouldn't kill him. Just promised the funeral would be nice." Parker squinted into the sunlight, and said, "And I already know you like him, so there's that question answered." She cocked her head. "I'm glad you trust him that much."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You're wicked," Isabel grinned. "I must take notes." She fell silent, her eyes focused across the compound for a few quiet minutes. "I don't know that it's trust, not that fast. But I'm willing to give him the chance. He reminds me of Alex."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ah." Parker took another sip of iced tea, and pushed up her sunglasses. "I'm more sorry I never got to meet Alex, then."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"He was a good guy. He had a way of looking at me, of making me feel special." She smiled, "Greg looks at me like that."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker thought about the way Jarod looked at her sometimes, and smirked. Okay, sometimes he looked at her like she was special, too. But thinking about that was sometimes a little too scary. "I look forward to watching this unfold with interest. Except not the scary kind. Just the yay-Isabel-has-a-guy, kind."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel laughed. "I'll be sure to make you some popocorn."