Isabel's Room - 406, Hyperion Hotel, Wednesday morning

[izzyalienqueen]

Despite being up late, Isabel was still up early. After getting dressed, she booted up her laptop and grumbled when there was only the faintest of WiFi signals available, apparently from the building next store. The signal did get stronger the closer she got to the window. Which explains why Isabel is currently perched on the window sill, looking up things to do in LA.

Just like in Fandom, the door to her room was open.

[Insert usual disclaimer about occasional SP due to RL here.]

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[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"And I appreciate you not asking," she laughed. "So how are you doing? I see that everyone is still alive."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Angel said. "One of these years we'll aim higher than 'alive'."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Why stress yourself," Isabel wondered. "Just go with alive, then you can be pleases and excited when you actually reach alive and well."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Is it okay if I just go for 'well'?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"In your case? Yes."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Then I'm doing okay," Angel said. "Anyway, I should check on downstairs. Catch you later?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"We're probably going to go out for a while but I'll be around tonight. See you then!"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Have fun," Angel said, and went on his way.