Room 406, Saturday Evening

[izzyalienqueen]

It's been a busy few days. There was a interesting and enlightening Conversation with Sam. Then somehow talking about evil aliens in Constant Vigilance had devolved into talking about leather and fishnets with Cedric. She'd nearly hyperventilated at Festivus and helped protest for a dance floor at Caritas. Last night she'd stayed up late looking after and accidently dreamwalking Jack. Toss in cheering at the basketball game and a gremlin on the loose, it's no wonder Isabel not in the mood for the common rooms tonight.

Sprawled on her bed, she flipped through a magazine, quietly mocking the clothes the celebs were wearing.

The door's open.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I feel bad," she said quietly. "I wish there was a way to make up for it."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"To make it up to Jack?" Parker tilted her head, studying Isabel. "You already have, you know. You trust him. That means more than-- God, so much, to him. That someone can trust him without wanting anything back."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Really?" she smiled. "Good. I'm glad I can do something for him."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Definitely." Parker stretched and said, "So, if you see my camera anywhere, yell. Or if you hear from Janet. I'm going to head for the roof or a common room, maybe. I'll see you tomorrow?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'll be around," Isabel said as Parker headed out the door. "Night!"