Room 406, after workshops

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Today's First Aid workshop had been easy and Scoobying had been fun. But Isabel still wasn't in the mood to face the crowds in the common rooms this evening. Instead she set up her laptop to watch an episode with the ninth version of Mr. What. Stretched out on her bed, she stared at the screen without really seeing it.

The door was closed.

[ooc: locked to someone specific]

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Greg wasn't sure why he was up there. Sure, he had a reason, but it was lame and even he knew it.

He knocked anyway.

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"It's open," Isabel called, pushing herself up to a sitting position.

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Greg bit his lip and opened the door. "Hi."

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Isabel blinked, surprised. "Hi."

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"I came to get my shirt."

Wow. That really was as lame as he'd thought it would be.

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"Oh." Suddenly feeling even more miserable, Isabel went to her dresser and pulled out the freshly laundered shirt. She looked down at it sadly for a minute before walking over and holding it out to Greg.

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Greg looked down at the shirt, not taking it. "So...how are you?"

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Greg gave a soft snort. "Well, you're right, so don't apologize."

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"There's something you need to see," Isabel said, reaching out for the chart she'd made in Scoobying and handing it to him. "We had to make a team for a rescue mission. I'd want you on mine. We could look out for each other."

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Greg smiled softly. "Oh. I'd want you on mine, too."

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"I'm there. Anytime you want." Hesitantly Isabel slipped her hand under his. "You understand why I had to go right?"

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He nodded, tentatively squeezing her hand. "I wish you'd taken me, too."

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"That's what Parker told me last night," she said, scooting just a bit closer to Greg. "The only excuse I can make is that I was half brain dead when she got there."

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Greg tilted his head and caught her lips with his own, hesitantly.

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Isabel returned the kiss, ever so gently as her hand drifted up to touch his face.

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"So...we're okay?" Greg asked worriedly, leaning his forehead to hers.

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"I think so?" Isabel said quietly, reaching for his hand. "If you can accept that I'm going to go out and do stuff that might be dangerous, then yeah, we are. I can promise that I'm not going out to actively look for trouble, but if something happens, and I can help, I will." She pulled back, studying his face. "Ask Peter to tell you about power and responsibility sometime. He does it much better then I can." Sighing, Isabel shrugged. "There's a planet that needs saving. The way I look at it, everything I do now is practice for going back there."

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"I can accept that if you'll acknowledge that there are two of us in this thing, and I need to be told about these things," Greg said softly.

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"You're absolutely right," she said. "I promise, I will. And not with a note."

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"He's part leopard. Or something."

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"That's different, but not exactly unique for this place," Isabel pointed out. "Technically I'm part ET and I know someone else who's got a little extra non-human DNA added in as well."

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"Who?" Greg asked curiously.

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"I'd think it would be obvious if you thought about it a little," she said.

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"Other than Bel," Greg amended.

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Isabel rolled her eyes, "I forgot about him. Too many people to keep track of. But no, it's not Bel."