Voicemail

[izzyalienqueen]

Hi! You've reached Isabel Evans. I'm not here right now. You know what to do at the beep.

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[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Isabel? It's Parker."

Splash!

"You would not believe what I'm currently looking at."

high-pitched dolphiny giggling

"Anyway, I wanted to check on you, see how you were doing. Give me a call if you're up for a visitor, later."

wheeeee-cheep!

"Assuming that I haven't been towed out to sea by dolphins."

Splash!

"Gah. Okay, that's it, I'm getting coffee. Call me when you're awake, allright?"

seagull squawking, and another dolphiny giggle

"Bye."

*Click*

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Isabel? Thanks. I might come by this week, maybe. And... yeah. Thanks."

[lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com]

"Isabel? Hey, it's Dawn. So, I talked to Phoebe today in class, she didn't remember that Bel had a name other than Cole and told me that she slept with Anders. She didn't have a concussion, she's not a vampire, and she's not a demon. Do you have any other ideas, or is this just me being overly paranoid?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Hey, Isabel, it's Bel. I was wondering if you felt anything strange going on in dreams because of that thing you can do. Phoebe just had a nightmare, only she was awake for it and I'm not sure if it was just a nightmare or something trying to attack her. Or maybe even something left over from the witch that possessed her. Give me a call when you get the chance."

[the_merriest]

Hi, Isabel? This is Rikku. Uh, I think I managed to find what I was looking for. One of those crazy serendipity things? This place keeps working like that and it really makes me think weird things about fate and all and ... yeah. Anyway. Uh. Can you meet me in my room sometime tomorrow? I just want to get everyone together and see if ... if this is doable, even. And even if it isn't, I'm just so grateful to everyone and ... yeah. I can explain later. Oh! I'm in room 308. Uh, thanks, bye!

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately Isabel is the victim of Jamie's drunk dialing.

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"Whas 'der a beeps? I didn'ts hears a beep. Did you hear a beep purple weasel thing?"

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"Weeeeeeeeeell maybe I should leave a message anyway. Or should I throw up first?"

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"Weasel. You are one crazy assses hallucination. I need to drink more."

*click*

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Isabel, it's me. I need to make a trip to Alexandria this evening, heading out around five, and I'd like your company if you can spare it. I'm going to rope Parker into driving, and I'll even feed you."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Isabel, who is a belle, calllll me. I have dish! Much to dish about. I'll be staying in tonight, and I can stay up late and chat, Daddy's in Germany. Talk to you soon!"

[vkandis-son.livejournal.com]

Karal was stammering like mad as he returned the message (http://vkandis-son.livejournal.com/1697.html?thread=65441#t65441). "I'm sorry, but I do not wish to, umm, stay over. I'm flattered you'd think of me that way, but I'm not interested. At all. Truly. Please do not plan anything because I won't be there."

Misdirected phone call

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

Molly tried to return Dawn's call.

"Hey, it's Molly. Did Mel call you too? Zuko must not be enough for her, huh?" There was a snicker. "Well, no matter how much she asks, I'm not going there. Oh, I have to tell you about what happened with Karal later. He's really pretty when he sleeps and if you tell anybody I said that I will deny it. Bye!"

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

[from here]

"Okay, sounds to me like maybe you've been eating those slugs, if you know what I mean. But it's okay. I'm not on fire. Though after we're together in that car for a few hours I'm sure I'll be feeling pretty hot. Maybe we should stock up on some Gatorade so we can make it all the way, huh?"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

[From here (http://x5-alec.livejournal.com/1934.html?thread=999566#t999566).]

"I don't remember giving you my balls, but you can practice with them any time you like - when you need something bigger, anyway. Talk to you later."

[demonbelthazor]

[From here.]

"Okay, I know I'm kinda in an unconventional relationship and all, but that doesn't mean I'm going to lick just anyone!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

It went here

[can_be_more]

"Hi, Isabel, it's Aeryn. I wanted to do this in person, but I think I've continually missed you. I know it's probably a given, but I was wondering whether you wanted to be a bridesmaid in the wedding. I ask here because Sam's going to be in Alexandria tomorrow to get the dress shopping thing done, so I wanted to be sure you got this. You can say no, but I'd like you to be there. Hope to see you tomorrow."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*ring*

"Isabel? It's me." Even if Caller ID didn't exist, Parker would assume Isabel would know who it is.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hey! There was shirtless football today!" Isabel replied, recognizing Parker's voice instantly.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*ring*

"Pick up, Isabel. Pick. Up."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

A quick glance at the caller ID as she opened the phone had Isabel smiling. "Hey! How's LA?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*ring*

It's 4pm in California. Which means Parker finally just woke up.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel was still reading Vogue, and mentally planning which outfits to burn if they ever turned up in the store. Some things were just wrong.

"Hello?"

[absolutesnark]

"Hey Isabel. It's Piper Halliwell. I don't know you very well, but if you're gonna marry my son...er, my AU son...maybe we should talk about it? I am technically going to become your mother-in-law, after all."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

You have mail!

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"...thank Christ. I was about to call the universe and buy everyone Portalocity tickets. CALL ME. As soon as you can! I may still fly out there if I don't hear back from you tomorrow!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Late Saturday afternoon, after the memorial service and some more sleep, Isabel finally called back.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

If there were a special ring from 'keep me from committing homicide', it would be ringing now.

*RING*

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel was in the process of packing for the trip to Neptune when the phone rang.

Without checking caller ID, she flipped it open and answered. "No, I'm not bailing you out." The scary thing is, there were several people that statement could apply to.

[walks-two-paths.livejournal.com]

Before finishing packing, Savannah had gone around delivering presents.

For Isabel, she left a small box wrapped in silver paper.

Who else could I sit and joke with when my boyfriend gets turned into a wee dragon? Thanks for everything and Merry Christmas. ~Savannah

[sith_happened]

"Isabel, it's Anakin. I was picking up a very strange set of emotions from Wyatt in class today and just wanted to make sure everything was okay..."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

At some point on Saturday Shush! The mun got distracted!, Isabel left a message of her own for Anakin.

"Sorry about. Alien weirdness strikes again. I'll stop by on Tuesday with a better explanation."

[blessed_twice]

"Hey, it's me. Can you come up to Chris's room -- 306 -- as soon as you get this message? I need some help. Prue's stuck in a cocoon and Chris is turning into a spider. Just another day in Fandom, huh? Love you."

Postcard from Bolivia

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

On the back of this postcard, postmarked May 9:

Isabel--

Congratulations on your graduation! I realized last week that you've made it through by now. Also, congratulations on UNLV (although I think Cornell would have been a good choice too). I hope your last few weeks in Fandom weren't too traumatic for any reason, and I'm sorry I couldn't be there to cheer for you in person. Especially given what my sister and I owe you. Thank Bridge and Xander for me again, when you see them as well.

One new portion of my family has now been encountered... although I still haven't met the other. Things with us are weird. But good. I wish I could give you details, but take a look at the picture, and imagine how I left D.C., and you'll get the idea of what we've been doing.

I'm keeping an eye on you, so if you need help, just yell.

Your friend,

Pez