izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-08-21 07:40 pm
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Room 406, Monday Evening

After baking, Isabel had taken a long walk around the island, eventually winding up at the small, secluded beach she and Greg had picnicked at. It was nice to remember happy times and not have to worry about facing anyone that would ask questions about last night's radio. When it started to get dark she returned to the school, collected her cheesecake from the classroom fridge, and returned to her room.

The cheesecake's in the mini-fridge, Isabel is contemplating nail polish colors, and the door is mostly open.

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-21 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
He doesn't want to be in his room at all and he can't go down to the second floor. Not yet. It still hurt.

So, he makes his way down the hall and stops at Isabel's room. Stopping, he knocks quietly.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:03 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel looked up and smiled. "Hi," she said quietly. "How are you?"

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm all right," he says, slipping inside. "Doing fine. And yourself? I didn't know you'd arrived back until yesterday."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"I only just got back late Saturday evening," Isabel said. She waved her hand, instantly drying the nail polish. "Come, have a seat."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, so you arrived back and literally had to go right back into action," he says and takes a seat, smiling at the hand waving.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
She shrugged, "I did what I had to do."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"And are you all right?" he asks quietly.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
"LA wasn't that much fun," Isabel admitted. "The demon was big, scary, and harder to kill then we originally thought."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
He frowns and asks, "That doesn't sound pleasant at all. Were you injured?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Mostly I'm tired," she said. "I didn't sleep well out there at all. Beyond that, I got a little bruised. But I'll be fine."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
"If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask," he says and smiles. "I'm good for tea and a lot of nonsensical talking."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Isabel smiled. "I appreciate it. But I'm good. I have cheesecake if you're interested. Triple chocolate."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Triple chocolate?" His eyes might widen at that. "That sounds...you wouldn't mind?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Not at all," she said. "It'll be nice to have someone to share it with." Isabel went to the fridge to get the cake, returning a few moments later with pieces for both of them. "I made this in my workshop this morning."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you, I appreciate it," he says and immediately takes a bite. "Oh, wow. This is wonderful. And very sweet. Two of my favorite things in a food."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll keep you in mind anytime I bake then," Isabel laughed, happy to see Cedric enjoying it.

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I could eat this all day even though it would most likely make me very ill," he says and laughs. "But, thank you for sharing with me. I needed this."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Never under estimate the power of chocolate as a comfort food. But how are you doing?" she asked seriously.

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm fine, I guess," he says and shrugs, concentrating on the cake. "It was a long day."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"It was," Isabel said. "You stayed with him though. That was good."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose," he says quietly. "At one point, I did want to leave."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Because I was hurt and I trusted him and he left me alone," he says. "Because I felt like he'd been telling me one thing about my situation and decided his was different, which, in a way, it was, and went off to do exactly what I'd thought about except he knew about me and I didn't know about him. At all."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel inwardly flinched, recognizing that she'd sort of done the same thing to Greg. "I'm pretty sure he didn't do it intentionally."

[identity profile] chasingsnitches.livejournal.com 2006-08-22 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
He just shrugs at that and says, "I know about situations like this where you have to know. Would I have been happy knowing? No, but I would've known and I wouldn't have been woken up early in the morning and wondered if he was already dead and if I was too late."