Room 406, Late in the evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel had thought long and hard about it and finally decided that the best way to approach Max was through an email. She wasn't ready to hear him yell or even worse hang up on her. An email, copied to both Michael, Liz and Maria would probably be the best way to ensure he found out the truth.



I know you probably don't want to hear from me but I thought you'd want to know what happened here last week.

One of the dupes came to town. My dupe, came to town. I don't know what you did to piss her off, but she thought that hurting me would be a way to hurt you. She messed with my head, sending me a series of nightmares that made me think Vilandra was trying to come out. Then she tried to screw with my friends.

It's over now and she's gone. If she's smart, she won't come back. I've talked to Seely, Cedric and Dawn. Fortunately this place is weird enough that they understood.

There is one thing though, I remember now. Antar, being Vilandra. For what it's worth, she didn't mean for it to happen. She was angry and frustrated and Kivar took advantage of that.

Stay safe Max.

Isabel



She sent the email and sighed. It was out of her hands now. Pushing thoughts of Max out of her head, she found them replaced by worries about Peter and Luke. Shaking her head at her inability to do anything for them, Isabel grabbed a piece of string from the kitty toy box and started to play with Annie to try and distract herself.

The door was open.

[ooc: It will eventually be a linkdrop. Post is open.]

Comments

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Of course not," he replied indignantly. He made an effort and opened one eye, turning on his side to curl around her. "Wouldn't do that. I'm just comfortable. That feels better."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Good," she smiled. "I'm glad I could help." She ran her hand down his back affectionately. "You can nap for a bit if you'd like."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Might. Just for a bit." He gave up and let his eye close again. "Only fair," he muttered, trying not to smile. "Last week you fell asleep on me. I can't stay, though. Meeting Cedric later."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Never a problem," Isabel smiled, rubbing her finger gently over his hair. "I'll wake you in a bit. Sweet dreams." She watched as he dozed off, then reached for her book to read for a while.