izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-01-05 01:49 pm
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Room 406, morning

After a late night in the common room, Isabel had slept in. After finally waking and getting dressed, she'd been on her way out the door when the phone rang. Forty-five minutes later she was still on the phone having a spirited discussion about men and the not-so-smart-things they can sometimes do with Maria.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-05 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do appreciate that," Isabel smiled. "I was debating going to look for you. I just hadn't decided what I was going to do when I found you."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2007-01-06 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Please don't use my vulnerable state right now as a good time to kill me. Though really do understand if you choose to."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-06 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nah, no killing or maiming. I'd get detention then and I'd hate to lose a Saturday." She pulled away, and shook her head at his rather sorry state. "Tell you what, I've got to run into town and then I need to meet up with Dawn to work on a project. Why don't you go take a shower and get some more sleep. We can talk more when your head isn't about to fall off."

[identity profile] like-a-sponge.livejournal.com 2007-01-07 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
Greg nodded, still looking contrite. "Okay. As long as you're not sending elves to off me in my sleep."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-01-07 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Nope," she said cheerfully. "I do all my own killing when it's needed."