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Isabel still felt a bit guilty about leaving Annie behind while she was in LA so she decided to spend the morning making it up to her. Mostly that meant using her powers to send a small toy mouse zooming around the room for the cat to stalk.

The door was open so she could meet some of the new or even not so new people if any happened to wander by.

Date: 2007-01-04 10:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Alien human hybrid if you want to be really specific," Isabel replied.

Date: 2007-01-04 10:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Okay," Peter said. He pushed his hair out of his eyes. "Wow. That's amazing. So you're from another planet?"

Date: 2007-01-04 10:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
She nodded and resisted any urge to ruffle his hair. "A place called Antar. It's somewhere out there. The problem is getting there."

Date: 2007-01-04 11:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"You don't have your own spaceship?" Peter asked.

Date: 2007-01-05 12:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Well there was this little thing about a crash..." And then our way home got taken by a traitorous bitch. Isabel shrugged, "Basically we're marooned."

Date: 2007-01-05 12:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Wow," Peter said. "Are you okay? That must be horrible."

Date: 2007-01-05 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Honestly, it's not horrible at all." Horrible is worrying about the future. Horrible is knowing you're probably going to die in a fight for a planet you barely remember. "This is the only life I've know," she said, forcing any other thoughts aside. "And on a whole, it's been a pretty good one."

Date: 2007-01-05 12:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"That's good then," Peter said. "I bet Annie's glad about it."

Date: 2007-01-05 12:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Oh yes," Isabel laughed. "Where else would she get interactive catnip toys. So what about you Peter? What brings you to Fandom? Do you have a story of your own?"

Date: 2007-01-05 12:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Nothing so interesting," Peter said. "I'm just a guy trying to make something of himself. Hopefully something special."

Date: 2007-01-05 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Well you're in the right place then. There's some pretty special people around here," she smiled.

Date: 2007-01-05 01:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"That's what I hear," Peter said. "Guess I'm gonna have to do what I can to catch up."

Date: 2007-01-05 01:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Don't worry, you'll do that soon enough. After their first invasion, everyone is an old hand."

Date: 2007-01-05 01:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Everyone keeps talking up these invasions I'm going to start looking forward to one," Peter joked. The conversation was making him think about his dream. There was something about him. He could feel it. Watching Isabel move that mouse only made him believe it even more. "I'm - uh - I gotta do a thing. Maybe I'll see you later?"

Date: 2007-01-05 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Everyone looks forward to it until there's actually something trying to kill you. But after the initial moment of terror it does get to be fun." Isabel nodded, "Sure. If I'm here, the doors generally open. Stop by whenever you'd like."

Date: 2007-01-05 01:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Count on it," Peter promised. He gave Isabel and Annie a wave, then headed off.

Moments after Peter had left, a toy mouse that had been left on a shelf lifted up a few inches all on its own. The mouse then plummeted down to the floor as though whatever was holding it up couldn't hold it anymore.

Peter was unware of it.

Date: 2007-01-05 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel stared at the mouse for a minute then looked at the door. It looked like there was someone else with secrets.

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