Room 406, Later in the evening

[izzyalienqueen]

All in all, it had been a productive day. After karate there had been a quick trip to All & Sundries for a basket. Then lunch in the third floor common room. She still wasn't sure how much of what Dawn had told her was a joke, but she was still considering it, just in case. The conversation with Tyler had been good. She certainly knew what it felt like to have your deepest secrets broadcast over the radio.

There was a nudge against her leg and Isabel looked down, smiling at Greg. "Getting tired?" she asked. He nodded and she settled him on the pillow next to her. "Go to sleep, I need to finish working on this budget just in case I need to pay for a piccolo player." He curled up in a little ball and started to doze as she wondered exactly how long this was going to last. Hopefully not too long. But thanks to Seras's warning she'd made a quick stop at 313 to grab some of Greg's clothes. Hopefully that should keep any flailing to a minimum when the time came.

[ooc: locked to mparker17 because I do have some RL work to get done tonight. But if you really, really need to see Isabel ping me on AIM and I'll see if we can work something out.]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"If the body count, walking wounded toll is high enough? I'm sure you will." She looked down, smiling grimly. "Probably for a week or so. My mom's been making noises about missing me the last few times I've called. So I'm going to have to go back and just deal with everything. Do you think I'm wrong for not wanting ot go?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"No. Unless I'm even more wrong for passing up Rio." Parker shrugged, then sighed. "Angelo and Sydney are the only people actually *at* Blue Cove I want to see. I know you want to see Max, and Michael, and your other friends. But the rest of it...."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Exactly. I was talking to Tyler today, about secrets coming out and how it makes you feel. I realized that going back to Roswell is sort of like going back to prison." Frustrated, she sighed, staring at nothing across the room. "I like being here and not needing to keep things secret. It's the stupid stuff, like when I was cooking dinner in the common room the other night, I had a CD playing using my powers. Or I waved my hand and grabbed a spatula from across the room. No one cared."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker nodded. "And there are other aliens here to talk to, and even if it's not exactly the same-- yes. I get that. I just feel like it's harder to deal with Blue Cove, when everyone here... well, I can't say they all accept me. But they don't expect me to be the boss's daughter, all the time, no matter what." She unwrapped another lollipop. "Three hundred days until graduation. After that, well. You've got another year to enjoy this place."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"They might not accept you, but at the same time, they don't expect you to meet their demands constantly," she said nodding her head. There was a small noise coming from her lap. Isabel looked down, amused to find that hedgehogs could snore. She carefully lifted Greg up and settled him on his pillow. "Speaking of not accepting you, how are things with Rory? Still calm?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Calmer. We had a normal conversation at her mom's baby shower today. She's gone next weekend to her grandparents. I'm gone the weekend after that. We don't have any classes together." Parker was quiet a moment. "It's not that hard to get along, when we're both being so very careful. And Anakin and I continue to avoid each other. Thanks for asking, though."