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Isabel sat on her bed surrounded by papers and books attempting to get her homework done so she can enjoy the rest of the weekend.

She looks busy but the door is open so interruptions are welcome.

Date: 2006-01-21 10:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] courier-gavin.livejournal.com
Jake stuck his head in, saw that Isabel looked busy and so just put his gift for Xander (http://www.cafepress.com/buy/geek/-/pv_design_prod/p_1895.42995362/id_10467624/pNo_42995362/fpt____________________AX__d/opt_/c_82/pg_) down on the floor and wandered off again.

Date: 2006-01-21 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel looked up at the noise. "Is anyone there?"

Date: 2006-01-22 12:04 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander, a bag of fresh, hot doughnuts in his hand, noticed a post-it note with his name on it on the floor as he walked in the door, and scooped it up.

"Hey, roomie. Up for a sugar-break?" he asked, holding out the bag of doughnuts enticingly.

Date: 2006-01-22 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Xander I think I love you!" Isabel said as she reached for the doughnuts with one hand and the tabasco with the other.

Date: 2006-01-22 12:28 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander's eyebrow twitched at the tabasco, but... peanuts. Beer. Uncle Rory. Who the hell was he to judge.

Instead he examined the post-it note, which actually, he realized, had a small button stuck to the back of it. He peeled off the button and blinked at it.

"You... love me so much that you got me boobies?" he asked, holding up the button.

Date: 2006-01-22 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Not me, someone dropped them off. I was so involved in all of this," she gestured at the papers spread around. "That I missed them."

"Wait? Boobies?"

Date: 2006-01-22 12:41 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander held up the post-it in one hand, and the button in the other. "Apparently we have a boobie delivery service on campus. Who knew?"

Date: 2006-01-22 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"It wouldn't surprise me on this campus. But where's the chocolate delivery service?" She pouted.

Date: 2006-01-22 12:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander pointed to the doughnut bag. "I think there's a chocolate with sprinkles in there. No boobies, though. Jeff, God of Biscuits is apparently behind the times."

Date: 2006-01-22 12:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"And for that I'm grateful." Isabel reached for the doughnut bag and dug through until she found the chocolate with sprinkles. She doused it with Tabasco and took a bite. "Mmmm..."

Date: 2006-01-22 01:16 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander looked at the button again, shrugged, affixed it to his shirt, and reached for a raspberry-filled bismarck.

Date: 2006-01-22 01:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-add-starch.livejournal.com
After leaving the second floor, Fraser climbs the steps and comes to stand in front of 406.

He knocks politely.

Date: 2006-01-22 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Hi. Are you looking for someone?" Although Isabel wondered exactly who the Mounties would be looking to find in their room.

Date: 2006-01-22 01:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-add-starch.livejournal.com
"Good afternoon," he says, tipping his hat. "I've actually just come to ask if I could borrow your window temporarily. There's a slight emergency two floors below."

Date: 2006-01-22 01:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
He tipped his hat? Isabel would be charmed if she actually fell for stuff like that. But then again, the uniform...

"Is everyone okay?" she asked. "Of course you can use the window." She got up and started to clear some books off the window sill. "Who are you? I don't think I've seen you around before."

Date: 2006-01-22 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-add-starch.livejournal.com
Fraser moves into the room and helps her clear the sill. "Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police and new head of security for the school. I do believe everyone is all right but something is prohibiting them from exiting the room. It was suggested I climb down and attempt entrance via the window."

Noticing another person in the room, Fraser tips his hat again. "Pardon the intrusion."

Date: 2006-01-22 01:34 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander totally didn't-- no, frankly, Xander totally stared. "Uh. Hi. No problem. Nice... hat?"

Date: 2006-01-22 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-add-starch.livejournal.com
"Thank you kindly," Fraser says, smiling. He peers out the window and assesses the situation. To either Isabel or Xander, he asks, "Have you ever climbed out of this window before?"

Date: 2006-01-22 01:44 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
"On the 4th floor?" Xander asked incredulously. "Not so much."

Date: 2006-01-22 01:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] just-add-starch.livejournal.com
"Indeed." He looks down again and nods once. Turning back to Isabel and Xander, he asks, "Well, apparently, I'll be the first one to attempt this. I do thank you for the use of your room and window. Hopefully this will be a one time occurrence."

Date: 2006-01-22 01:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel watched speechless, as he flung a leg over the window sill and then lowered himself down and out of sight. "Anytime...."

She turned to Xander. "This place just gets weirder by the day."

Date: 2006-01-22 02:02 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander walked over to the window and watched the Mountie climb downwards. "You're not wrong. Although he really does have a nice--" He swallowed as Fraser got close to the 2nd floor, and there was some rather athletic stretching for a windowsill before he knocked on the window. Xander may have looked a little distracted for a second. "Uh. Hat."

Date: 2006-01-22 02:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel snickered. "You liked the hat did you?"

Date: 2006-01-22 02:13 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
Xander self-consciously fingered his BOOBIES pin. "Something wrong with a man admiring another man's hat?"

Date: 2006-01-22 02:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"There is absolutely nothing wrong with a man admiring another man's hat," Isabel said. And then she couldn't help herself. She laughed.

Date: 2006-01-22 04:08 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] soldtoarmenians
...Fraser got close to the 2nd [cough] 3rd floor...

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