izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-09-01 06:28 pm
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Room 406, Friday evening

After all the goodbyes this week, Isabel's really not in the mood for common rooms where new faces have replaced old. Instead she pulled out the nice, generic, non-trademarked landscape puzzle she'd ordered a while ago and started to sort through the pieces.

Lowen & Navarro are playing on the stereo and the door is open.

[ooc: I'm around for about the next 45 minutes or so. Then I should be back at some point around 9:00 PST. Possibly earlier but I'm not sure what our plans our. I mean I'm in Vegas for Pete's sake. And I'm here!]
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[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," Greg said, giving her another kiss. "What's new, honey?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"A hell of a lot of new people in the hallways mostly," Isabel said, patting the spot on the floor next to her. "And people leaving. Can I just say how glad I am you aren't one of them?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," Greg sighed, sitting down beside her. "I said bye to Anakin. He didn't want my hairgel."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
That made Isabel giggle. "He probably didn't want to make you go without." Carefully, she felt his hair. "It wouldn't be the same."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe," Greg said with a small sigh. "I'm all sad 'cause people are leaving."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about it," she said, leaning against him and wrapping her arms around his waist. "Xander left this morning. And I'm sure most of the other seniors are on the verge of leaving or gone as well."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm staying," Greg reminded her, cuddling her close. "And things will be okay."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel was more then happy to be cuddled. In fact if she cuddled any closer, she'd probably be in Greg's lap. "I know," she said, nuzzling his neck. "I really am thrilled about that, have I told you that before?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
"It may have been mentioned," he murmured, trying to tip her that bit more into his lap.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I'm mentioning it again," she said, shifting just enough to land in Greg's lap. "And I'll probably mention it a few more times. Just because." And because if felt nice, Isabel repeated her actions on the other side of his neck.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Greg made a happy noise low in his throat, and replied, "Always nice to hear. I might forget or something." He then shifted his attention to her neck, because the boy may have had a slight fixation.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"We can't let that happen," she purred, sighing happily when he hit a sensitive spot. "You might be sad."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"And nobody likes a sad Greggie," he murmured, kissing up to her ear. "They're mopey and irritating and bad bartenders."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Isn't there a rule against mopey bartendars?" Isabel asked before catching his lips for a kiss.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Think so, and I don't want to get fired," he murmured into the kiss.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Can't have that," she whispered, sliding her hands up Greg's arms. "So you'll have to tell me what makes you happy."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, that one's easy," he said softly.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Feel like sharing? she asked, resting her forehead against his and smiling.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Cheeks pink, Isabel rested her head against Greg's shoulder. "I'm glad to do my part to ensure Caritas has a happy bartender."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure everyone appreciates it," Greg murmured, nuzzling her hair.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"They'd better. Because it's not like I'm going to let anyone else take over," she pointed out, tracing a finger down his cheekbone.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
"It wouldn't have the same effect," he promised Isabel, kissing her temple.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Nope," Isabel agreed. "Who else would do this?" She kissed him gently on the lips. "Or this?" She asked as she kissed the hollow at the base of his throat. "Or even this?" she finished as she nipped gently on his earlobe.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-09-02 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm sure there are tons of girls who'd love to," Greg whispered a little dazedly, running his fingertips up her back. "But you're the only one I'm going to let. Don't you feel lucky?"
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