izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-06-10 11:18 pm
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Room 406, Very late

After spending the afternoon getting ready and the evening hunting mummies, Isabel was exhausted. She was also banged up and dirty from being tossed around, and bloody from the gouges the mummy had clawed into her neck. After checking back in at Rory's room and getting her injuries looked at, she headed up to her room for a shower and sleep.

She left her door unlocked.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
"You do it well," Isabel said with a small smile. "It got scary. But we're all mostly okay. That's what matters." Then she yawned.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Go to sleep, honey," he encouraged, wrapping his other arm around her. "You're exhausted. And I'm not going anywhere."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel was mostly asleep by that point. But she still managed one last, quiet whisper, "Good."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-06-11 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Night," he whispered, resting his cheek against her hair and shutting his eyes.