Room 406, afternoon to early evening.
Jan. 17th, 2007 08:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Isabel returned to her room after Hunting still vaguely surprised that Dick hadn't gotten them killed. She booted up the laptop and opened her email, absently looking at her inbox. That lasted about 2.4 seconds, basically long enough for her to realize the numerous messages from the same address were not a Nigerian money scam. Her screech could probably be heard down the hall.
Two hours later, Isabel was still sitting there, rereading the emails for what seemed like the millionth time.
The door was open.
Two hours later, Isabel was still sitting there, rereading the emails for what seemed like the millionth time.
The door was open.
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Date: 2007-01-18 02:33 am (UTC)You mean a TARDIS?A time machine slash dimensional hopping vehicle. They could make a fortune just keeping Fandom alumni in touch with one another."no subject
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Date: 2007-01-18 02:56 am (UTC)Isabel grinned, "So what else is up? How are things with Kawalsky?"
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Date: 2007-01-18 01:40 am (UTC)"Yes, there's still tape on the floor. No, I didn't really elope. It was a joke, Buffy," she rolled her eyes, "Yes, I can still own and operate a unicorn farm, Buffy. No, I'm not telling you what that means. Can I go now? Yeah, love you too. Bye."
She closed the phone and slipped it into her pocket. "Hi. My sister's insane. Heard from anyone interesting lately?"
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Date: 2007-01-18 01:45 am (UTC)"I got some emails," she nodded. "Very unexpected, but entirely welcome!"
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Date: 2007-01-18 02:00 am (UTC)Isabel grinned. "I've always been jealous of the fact that you had your own Xander. But yeah, it's great to hear from him. I have to email him back. But I can't figure out what to say to him after Oh em gee! It's so great to hear from you."
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