Meerkat Cabin, Isabel's alcove

[izzyalienqueen]

The weather had cancelled Isabel's plans for one last campfire. Instead she's sprawled on her bed, staring at the ceiling, trying not to think of everything that could go wrong while she's back in Roswell.

[ooc: open to Meerkats or anyone else that wants to stop by.]

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Faithful gave her a look. "They'd be dirty."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I see," Isabel laughed. "What would you prefer to do then? Lounge like a king and get a rub down?" She moved her hand down his back, still scratching.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

"Yes." Faithful didn't bother adding the duh. He figured it was understood as is.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm here to serve." She continued scratching his back. "I'm going back to Roswell tomorrow. Should I bring you back a rubber alien to beat up?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Faithful's ears perked up. "Yes please. Can it be on a string?"