Room 406, afternoon to early evening.

[izzyalienqueen]

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.

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[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna nodded. "It's been a weird few days."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Just generalized weirdness? Or anything specific?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna considered this. "Generalized. And not bad for once."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"And it's only the beginning of the semester. Can you imagine what it's going to be like by break?"

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna groaned. Faithful patted her on the head. "With that cheerful thought? I think it's time for me and my cat to take my emo else where. Thanks for re-affirming the 'I'm-not-crazy-over-e-mail' thing."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel snickered. "Sorry! I'll see you in class tomorrow!"