Room 406, Thursday morning

[izzyalienqueen]

Waking up next to Greg had been wonderful. Too wonderful in fact. Warm and cozy under the covers, it was too easy to get distracted and not think about the fact that she had to leave in a few hours. This time her reluctance to leave has nothing to do with where she's going and who she'll see, but everything to do with who she's leaving behind and the dwindling time they have left.

Not wanting to say a sappy good-bye in front of Bel, Isabel finally chased Greg out and then raced into the shower. By ten she'd finished packing the last of her things ans was sitting on her bed waiting for Bel.

[ooc: locked to Bel's Interdimensional Taxi Service. The boyfriend was modded with permission OMG!]

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[demonbelthazor]

At five to ten Bel knocked on the door. "Bel's Interdimensional Taxi Service," he called out.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Isabel grinned. "I really appreciate this."

[demonbelthazor]

"Happy to help," Bel said. Of course, a chance to see Angel, even for a few moments, didn't hurt. Not that he'd admit that. "You all set to go?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

She nodded, gesturing at her bag. "My bag's packed, everyone that needs to know I'm leaving has been told. So I'm all set." Isabel grinned, "I also skipped breakfast. Just in case."

[demonbelthazor]

"Good plan," Bel said, grinning back. He picked up Isabel's bag and offered her his hand. "It's a little like a really spinny amusement park ride," he said. "You'll be very disoriented as we pass through dimensions, but you'll be perfectly safe. Just keep hold of my hand."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Fortunately I like the spinny rides," Isabel said as she took his hand. "And trust me, I'm not letting go. My luck I'd wind up in some dimension where being blonde is illegal or something."

[demonbelthazor]

"Or you could end up in one where they make blondes queen," Bel said. "It's about a 50-50 chance." He winked at her.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Technically I'm already a princess. But a promotion would be nice," she laughed.

[demonbelthazor]

"Very well, your majesty," Bel laughed. "Your interdimensional chariot awaits." He squeezed Isabel's hand and shimmered them across space and dimensions to the Hyperion.