izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2006-10-06 04:45 pm
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Room 406, early evening

The carnival had been fun, and Isabel had enjoyed the chance to catch up with Angel, hang out with Parker and try her hand at some of the games. Technically using her powers wasn't cheating if the game was already rigged.

"Don't do it," she called out as Annie started to stalk the hedgehog. "That's for Greg. Not for you." Isabel held out her hand, sending one of Annie's toys bouncing across the floor. Distracted, the kitten bounded away from the stuffed animal.

With Annie distracted, Isabel concentrated on getting her hair into a twist, with a few tendrils falling about her face. Finally she slipped on her garters and stockings, then pulled on her dress. A look at the clock showed she still had time to spare.

The door was closed but knockable.

[ooc: Around but slowish through 7 EST]

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Dawn, in her robe, underwear, stockings, and shoes, and carrying her dress, knocked on Isabel's door.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel opened the door and grinned. "Hi! Need a place to get dressed?"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I need zipping, plus advice on what to do with my hair. It's just so flat," she complained.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Zipping I can do," Isabel said, stepping aside so Dawn could come in. "As for your hair? Do you want it up or down?"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Um...what do you think?" She laid the dress carefully on the bed. "What about curls?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Curls would be nice," she agreed. "And I can do that easily enough."

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Yay," Dawn said happily, "I always end up missing the back of my head. I love your dress, by the way."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Isabel smiled. "I hope Greg likes it as well." She motioned towards the desk chair. "Take a seat, I'll see what I can do?"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Oooh, okay," she said, sitting down. "Thank you, Isabel. And he's going to love it. How could he not?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes I think I could wear burlap and he'd like it," Isabel laughed as she disappeared into the bathroom for a moment before returning with a container of bobby pins and a brush. "How about if I do it up in a loose knot? And then leave some long curls hanging?"

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
"You can do that?" Dawn glanced back over her shoulder at Isabel. "Because I'm kind of impaired when it comes to my head."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I can," she said, starting to gather up Dawn's hair. "It was either learn how to do different things or spend my whole life with it up in a ponytail.

[identity profile] lilpunkinbelly.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I can manage a braid and pigtails, but that's about it," Dawn said, trying to sit still.

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Corsage (which, naturally, was gray) in hand, Greg knocked on Isabel's door and smoothed his hair yet again.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel opened the door and smiled happily. "Hi handsome."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Hello, gorgeous," he replied in turn. "And tonight the name is especially fitting."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
"You're too sweet," she blushed. She stepped back away from the door. "I have something for you."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Did you get me a flower too?" Greg asked seriously, holding up her wrist corsage.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh pretty," Isabel squeed. "Thank you. It's lovely." She turned briefly and picked up the hedgehog. "I don't know why but for some reason I thought you should have him."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"It's...a fluffy thingy?" Greg said, uncertain.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a hedgehog," she explained. "I thought it was cute and adorable. Much like you."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwww."

Greg cleared his throat. "Um. I mean, I appreciate it in a...studly, masciline way."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm glad," Isabel said, walking over to kiss his cheek. She held out her hand, "Would you like ot put it on me?"

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay!" Greg said, taking the corsage out and biting his lip as he carefully tied it around her wrist. "Is that too tight or anything?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2006-10-07 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"It's perfect," she smiled. "Ready to go then?"