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After lunch Isabel faced the fact that packing couldn't be put off any longer. Her bag was open on her bed as she sorted through her clothes.

[ooc: open to all. Slow like whoa throughout the afternoon because RL packing needs to be done.]

Date: 2006-07-14 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"It's a only a little over a week," she pointed out. Not that it made it any better. But she could try.

Date: 2006-07-14 01:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"True. Still." Greg scuffed a foot shyly.

Date: 2006-07-14 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I know," Isabel said, giving up any pretense of cheer as she walked over and slipped her arms around Greg's waist.

Date: 2006-07-14 01:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
Greg wrapped his arms around her and held on tightly. "You have to go, don't you?"

Date: 2006-07-14 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Yes," she said quietly. "If I don't, it'll just cause problems. So I'll go and then I'll come back and we'll go rafting."

Date: 2006-07-14 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"And it's not that long and you'll call," he said, repeating what he knew. "Okay."

He paused and pulled back a little. "And these are for you," he said, holding out a tiny, obviously hand-picked bouquet of small blue flowers (http://www.farsightedimages.com/flowers/blueyellow_02_std.jpg).

Date: 2006-07-14 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I'll call," she promised. "So often you'll be sick of me."

"They're lovely! Thank you!" Isabel said as she took them from him. "Do you know what they're called?"

Date: 2006-07-14 01:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"Forget-me-nots," he said proudly.

Date: 2006-07-14 01:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel melted. "Like I ever could," she said before kissing him tenderly.

Date: 2006-07-14 01:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
Greg would have come up with a response but rather than say something and risk it being the wrong thing, he just kissed her back.

Date: 2006-07-14 01:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Sometimes silence is golden. Isabel held on tightly as she kissed him, trying to memorize the feeling to get her through the next week.

Date: 2006-07-14 02:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"When do you have to go?" he murmured, resting his forehead against hers.

Date: 2006-07-14 02:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
She held up her wrist to check her watch over his shoulder. "If I'm going to get to the cab on time? Now unfortunately."

Date: 2006-07-14 02:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"Stay," Greg said teasingly. "If you stay, you'll get to see when I get my braid."

Date: 2006-07-14 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I'd love to," Isabel said as she stepped back and reached for her bag. "But...braid?"

Date: 2006-07-14 02:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"I'm going to have hair like that tall guy who doesn't like me," Greg explained, taking her bag for her.

Date: 2006-07-14 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"You're getting a haircut like Anakin?" she asked with a small smile. "Why?"

Date: 2006-07-14 02:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel reached out to ruffle his hair. "But I like this," she pouted.

Date: 2006-07-14 02:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com
"I won't cut it," he promised, hefting her bag and moving towards the door. "But I can make a ponytail and braid."

Date: 2006-07-14 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I want pictures," Isabel said as she followed him out the door.

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