izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-07-30 07:27 pm
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Room 406, early evening.

To pass the time while she waited for Greg, Isabel continued reading the Nora Roberts novel she'd picked up in the library on Thursday.

The door was closed.

[ooc: locked to the date please]

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Greg knocked on the door, carefully holding the orchid he'd finally picked out. (http://www.donnaflorist.com.au/images/orchid%20arrangement01%20clear.jpg)

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel put down her book, grabbed the throw she had next to her on the bed and tossed it over her legs. "It's open."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Greg stepped in, careful with the plant. "Hey. I brought you an orchid."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"It's gorgeous!" she exclaimed. Torn between wanting to examine it up close, and uncovering her surprised, Isabel finally shrugged and tossed the blanket aside and got to her feet. "Let me see please?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
Greg being Greg, he was more focused on not dropping the orchid than looking at his girlfriend's feet. "It's delicate and stuff," he told her seriously, holding it out carefully.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
She took it quite carefully, holding it up to her face and examining the flowers. "I'm going to have to read up on taking care of orchids. I want to keep it happy."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
"You should name it," Greg advised. "So it feels appreciated and stuff."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh I will," Isabel nodded seriously. "But names are important, I'll have to think of a good one. Unless she's already told you?" She grinned, "I mean, you talked to the mistletoe the other day."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, no, she's shy," he explained without missing a beat.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"In that case we'll have to just let her get settled in." she said, placing the plant carefully on her desk. She turned back towards Greg and gave him a quick kiss. "Thank you."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome," he said, smiling. "Happy anniversary."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Happy anniversary to you to," Isabel smiled. She pulled him towards the bed and took a seat, quickly tucking her feet under her. "I have something for you to. Well it's more like I did something, but I hope you like it anyway."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Greg sat down, looking curious. "I'm both intrigued and slightly wary," he said.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, first I did research," she said seriously. She reached behind her on the desk, pulled off a paper and handed it to him. "Then there was art." Isabel shifted position and carefully placed her feet on Greg's lap. Around her ankles were henna tattoos. But closer inspection would show the chemical symbols for Norepinephrine, Dopamine and Phenethylamine mixed in with the design. "What do you think?" she asked shyly. "It's not quite skywriting but.."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Greg didn't even have to look at the paper before picking out the symbols, which he traced with his fingertip, his eyes wide. "You...it's not a permanent tattoo, right?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
"No, it's henna," Isabel assured him. "It'll wear off in about three weeks. That's not the only one."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not?" he asked, still tracing the patterns.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
"There's one more." She turned around and lifted the bottom of her shirt to exposed the symbol for Oxytocin. "Do you know what this one is?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Looks like Oxytocin," he said when he remembered to breathe. Closing his mouth might be a good idea, too, as he looked a bit like a fish.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
"That it is. Dawn did it for me." Isabel dropped the hem of her shirt and turned around, smiling a little at Greg's expression. "Do you like it?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"It's...you did a lot of research?" Greg asked, still looking a little amazed.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Google and Wiki are my friends," she said. "Once I found the article, it was easy enough."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"You didn't have to," Greg said softly, finally stopping with the gaping.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I wanted to," Isabel said, reaching for his hand.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"You know what they mean, right?" he checked, squeezing her fingertips. "Those combinations?"

And of course she did, since she'd given him the paper, but Greg wasn't firing on all cylinders.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel blushed, "I do. It's not bad, right?" She started to get nervous. Maybe it was too much.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Greg kissed her as an answer.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel liked that answer. She brought her hand up to the back of his neck and deepened the kiss.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Greg pulled away for a second and whispered, "I like it. I think I forgot to say that."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Good," she smiled. Isabel trailed her fingers across his cheek and down across his lips. "I was hoping you would."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you do it yourself?" he asked curiously, trying to look at her feet again.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh no." Isabel shook her head, "I couldn't keep my hands steady enough and contort myself enough. Parker and Jack did my ankles while we had lunch and Dawn did my back for me when she came by later."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll thank them," he said, kissing her again.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Not like this I hope," she said, kissing her way to his ear.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, not Dawn and Parker," he promised. "Jack and I have plans to meet by the flight shed at midnight. Sorry you had to find out like this."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"His tent is getting mighty crowded," Isabel grinned. "I'm going to be awfully lonely. And possibly cold."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"It's okay," Greg assured her. "It's just a tryst. I'll sneak right back to you, and you'll neeeeeeever even know I left."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Well in that case, go have fun," she said perfectly serious. "I'll keep the sleeping bag warm."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, it's all ruined now. What's the fun in a secret tryst when you know about it?" Greg asked, faux-exasperated.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Woe," Isabel said somewhat sadly. "I'll just have to make it up to you."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Greg raised an eyebrow. "Okay. But at this rate, we're not going to make it out of the room."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I'll give you raincheck," she said, climbing to her feet. "Redeemable whenever you'd like."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll keep it in mind," he grinned, following her lead. "Are you ready?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-07-31 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
"I am," Isabel smiled. "Lead the way."