Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel hit the common room kitchen after Hunting to make a quick batch of brownies, then made a quick trip down the hall to wave them in front of someone's door, and then returned to her room to write an email to Maria.



Hey Maria!

Another semester's begun. It's hard to believe it's been a year already. Officially the semester started on Monday. But the only thing I did was to stop by Greg's to see if he'd recovered from his hangover. He had and I got to meet his new roommate. And his new pet mold spore. Greg's, not the new roomie's. If he wakes up one morning and the thing is trying to eat him? I'm so saying I told you so.

Yesterday I had library detail. I got shanghaied by a teacher and got to torment my Little Brother. It was entertaining. My only class was Revolutions, which was fun because my friends were in it, and actually interesting. Of course it makes me wonder if we're doing the right thing with this whole save the planet deal but don't tell Max I said that.

Today was interesting. You know how I said I got shanghied by the teacher? She wanted me to play dead body for her Forensics class. It was actually interesting but I felt bad because seeing me like that sort of freaked Greg and Parker out. After that, it was Hunting and the now usual Gee, I'm an alien speech.

In non-class news, I had lunch with Neil today. He's the guy I told you about? The one Greg threatened to feed to the gremlins. He's from the 1950s, so he's very sweet and polite. We're going to be friends, all innocent like, because I think to even consider anything else would probably make him die of embarassment.

Jack's doing better. I took a chance and forced him to talk last night. Sometimes he can be as stubborn as your Space-boy. But it all worked out. So all in all? Life is good.

Talk to you soon!

Isabel



She hit send, then opened up her browser and started browsing some of the Mr. What message boards looking for spoilers on the new season.

Comments

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Lucky you. I've got Religions tomorrow, and the class about Villians on Friday, followed by Survival Tactics. They all sound interesting at least," she shrugged. "They are? Where? And is Bigfoot coming?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Not unless he's on the same mailing list as Flitzy," Parker said dryly. "Caritas. And Religions isn't Gods and You, right? It's something else, I hope?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Awww," Isabel said sadly. "I would have liked to see him again. I might stop by anyway. I'll see how the day goes. And I think it is actually. Why? Are you in it?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I'm doing that, and I'm going to Weiss's party." Parker looked away, sneaking another brownie. "So, yeah. Busy Friday. And I met the guy teaching it. He's claiming to be the God of War. God of S&M Poseurs strikes me as more likely."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh god," Isabel groaned. "Let me guess. Lots of leather?" She propped her chin on her knee and grinned at Parker. "Weiss's party? How's he doing?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Leather, sideburns, and leers. And he was giving Callisto a bad time in L.A." Parker's jaw set. "I'd happily exorcise or whatever the hell you do to make him go back wherever he came from, the perv." She attempted to look nonchalant as she answered Isabel's second question. "He's good. Fine. Saw him in Spy Tech. Invited me to the party. Okay."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh joy. And if he's an actual god I suppose I can't get away with turning his leather to polyester. Well at least it'll be interesting." Isabel's has known Parker long enough now that she can tell when she's not telling the whole truth. "Parker? Spill."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"I'd stay as far away from him as you can manage. Like the back of the room if you have to take his class." Parker made a face, then smoothed her expression out, taking a very neat little bite from her brownie. "Spill what? There is nothing to spill."

The mischevious smile might indicate otherwise.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Duly noted," Isabel said, making a mental note to not wear anything too clingy tomorrow. "Parker, butter wouldn't melt in your mouth. What happened? What are you planning?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Not jinxing the plans. They're only half-formed anyway." Parker finished the brownie, and looked content. "And nothing has happened, exactly. There's just strong indications of-- possibilites? Potential?" She grinned. "Maybe ninety percent sure, anyway."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh?" she asked, her interest piqued. "What kind of indications? I'm curious."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

He kisses well." Parker got up and started to wander around, looking for Annie, not glancing at Isabel. "And with enthusiasm, when prompted." She shot Isabel a glance. "Of course, so did Xander, and that never happened."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Annie chose that moment to leap out from under the bed and try to attack Parker's shoes. "Oh?" Isabel repeated. "When did you promt him? And how did he react?" She blinked about bit. "You and Xander? Really?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Ha. I knew you were around here." Parker bent down to pick up the kitten, then cuddled her under her chin, stroking her spine. "I miss M. The cat, not my Spy Tech teacher." She smirked a little, still watching Annie as she petted her. "New Year's Eve. And my birthday. At least he didn't run away the first time." She raised an eyebrow. "Xander never told you?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"So you showered her with diamonds?" Isabel chuckled. "Very nice. I think it's only proper that you bestow a kiss on him for his birthday." Thinking back Isabel tried to remember if Xander had ever said anything. "No, I don't think he did."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Had to. She deserves them." Annie squirmed, and batted at Parker's earring with soft paws. "Hmm, ya think? Well, Weiss does owe me one..." Parker's smile grew more wicked. "And yeah. I kissed Xander twice, when he was having panic attacks. He claimed it made him remember how his previous high school play and how to play the fluglehorn." She tilted her head, then let Annie escape onto the coverlet of the bed. "We had a pact, at one point."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Amused, Isabel leaned back against her pillow. "Why do I think watching you stalk Weiss is going to be highly amusing?" She laughed softly, remembering Xander flailing about after the singing incident. "I can picture that. What was the pact about?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Stalk? That makes it sound like he's afraid of me." There might have been a little doubt in Parker's voice. "It wasn't formal at all. Just a joke Xander and I shared, that we might have followed up on. We didn't know each other well enough for anything to happen around Valentine's Day when we were both single and not happy about it, so I said we should hook up over Easter, with more chocolate." She reached out to scratch behind Annie's ears. "By Easter, I was with Jarod. And he'd kissed Bridge. But I'll always kind of... wonder."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Maybe negoitiate would be a better word?" she pondered. "Either way, I wish you luck." Isabel was not at all thinking about test drives. Really. "Yeah, I could see where you'd wonder. You guys always did get along well. Maybe you could have made something work."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Negotiate." Parker thought about that, her smile turning mysterious. "I like that." She wandered around again, and finally went back over to the bed, sitting down. "Maybe? It would have been nice to find out. But...." She paused. "I can't be sorry how it worked out, after all. I was already crushing on Jarod, last Valentine's Day."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Just last Valentine's? Honestly? Sometimes I think you've had some sort of crush on him for a lot longer," Isabel said. "Who knows. Maybe someday you and Xander will meet up in Paris or something. Stranger things have happened."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker frowned, remembering the crush she'd had on him at thirteen, then said, "Something. I don't know. Jarod and I-- there are no good definitions. No one-word ones, anyway." She smiled then, breaking off another piece of brownie. "I like that idea. Paris. Or Prague. Bokhara. I'll turn a corner, and there Xander will be. Or you'll do that, and call me to tell me, 'guess who I ran into?' and hand over the phone to him."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"No, I get that. Complicated with layers." Isabel snatched a piece of brownie crumb because those had no calories. "I would to. Xander. Or Jack. Popping back from the future just to say hello."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker chortled, and took a crumb too, on the same principle. "Exactly. Something to look forward to. Maybe he'll show up while I'm at Oxford, sometime. It *could* happen."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'm kind of hoping for that myself. Maybe he can visit me if or when I ever make it back to Antar. I bet it would be nice to see a friendly face there." Breaking a brownie in half totally made all the calories spill out of it. "Speaking of Jack. We talked last night."