Room 406, afternoon into evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel has not been having the best time of it the last week or so. There'd been the horrendous trip to LA, coming back to find out that Jack was in trouble, and then fighting with Greg. The only thing that could make things worse would be a call from Max with more of his particular brand of stupidity.

Too keyed up to even attempt sleep, Isabel sat on her bed and floated the nerf balls from the day at the beach with Cedric and Jack through the air in a complicated pattern. It was easier to focus on that then think about how closely the argument she had with Greg paralleled why everyone was mad at Jack.

The door was open.

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"That's not such a bad thing. It's nice to have one fairly normal thing in my life," she said, trying not to think about the fact that she might not have it any more.

"He came after her, I tried to stop him and got tossed aside like a ragdoll. By the time I got my wits about me, he was about to kill her. I don't know what would happen if we were in her dreams when she died. So we had to leave. It was all I could do to pull Angel and Logan out of the dream with me before she died," Isabel said quietly. "We opened our eyes just in time to see a hole appear in her chest where her heart had been."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"That's terrible," Peter said. "But it sounds like it was the right call. You did everything you could to help her, but you lived to fight another day. It sucks that she died, but you couldn't do anything else."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I guess. It doesn't make me feel better though," Isabel said. "But I guess I'd be pretty cold if it didn't bother me."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"You care. That's important," Peter said. "There's this guy back in New York, calls himself 'The Punisher.' This guy beats me when it comes to personal tragedy. He was a cop, wouldn't take bribes, and his family was killed over it. Since then he's been fighting crime his own way, with a lot of guns and no respect for human life. Absolutely no care for who gets killed as long as he kills who he thinks deserves it."

"He's a dangerous schmuck and I'm glad he keeps getting thrown in jail. He has great power and doesn't use it responsibly. You do. You can jump inside people's dreams, do whatever you want inside of there, but you don't. You did everything you could to save that girl. You did that because you care. You're a hero."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I'm no hero," Isabel said quickly, thinking of what Vilandra had done. "I'm just doing what I can do to help."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"That's exactly what makes you a hero," Peter said.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"We're going to have to agree to disagree about that," she said with a small smile. "Because I'm afraid being a hero might require a costume. And I only wear spandex to the gym."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"That's only if you go with the superhero designation," Peter said. "Or you can always go with the more modern leather. Very popular among costumed heroes nowadays."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Leather might work," Isabel grinned. "But I refuse to wear refuse to wear heels. I want boots that hurt people if I have to kick them."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Good call. Although I can attest to the fact that heels hurt when you're kicked with them, too," Peter said. "A lot. But only ninjas should try that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh I'm well aware of the power of a spiked heel to the instep," she said with a wicked grin. "I dated a football player back in Roswell once."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"They're dangerous tools that I'm glad I've only had to deal with a couple times in violent circumstances," Peter said.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully those circumstances didn't involve trying to cop a feel in a dark corner," Isabel said, rolling her eyes. "Unless you have an inner jerk that I haven't met before."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Nope. That was the aforementioned ninja," Peter said. "She was an assassin."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Any relation to our Ninja?" she asked. "Perhaps they were classmates at Ninja School?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Pretty sure that's not the case," Peter said. "She's in color. On the other hand, she does dress like a hooker, so you never know."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Why is it none of the ninjas in the movies dress like that?" she asked. "How can you be stealthy if you're showing cleavage?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Lots of practice," Peter said.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel raised an eyebrow. "And you know this how?"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Ninjas have to practice to be ninjas," Peter said. "Not just anybody can be a ninja. It stands to reason that they'd have to work on the stealthiness of their cleavage as well."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Isabel said slowly. "You have just given me mental images that I never, ever thought that I'd have. Brain bleach please."

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"Stands to reason," Peter said, laughing a little. "And I'm all out of brain bleach, sorry."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Now that's just cruel," she laughed. "Traumatize me with scary images and not have a way to get rid of them. That's against the BFF code!"

[peter--parker.livejournal.com]

"My copy of the handbook must be out of date," Peter said. "There's nothing about brain bleach listed in it."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It was added in the last revision. I'll have to get a copy for you," Isabel chuckled. "But seriously? Thank you. I needed this."