izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-03-04 11:10 am

Room 406, late morning til evening.

After the Perk, Isabel returned to her room, made a few handwavey phone calls and then tried to pack. If you can call randomly taking things in and out of drawers packing. Annie sat on the bed watching her, seeming to sense something was going on.

The door was cracked open.

[ooc: If you think you would have gotten a phone call, you did. I'm around but occasionally slowish due to RL through about 7 tonight.]

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay," Parker whispered, looking down. "Give us a hug, Isabel. And stay safe."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I can do that," Isabel said, hugging Parker tightly. "You're one of the best friends I ever had, you know that right?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, don't say that. I'm letting you go. You keep this up, and I'll kidnap you to Aruba or something, and try to talk you out of it again." Parker just barely managed to keep her voice from breaking. She pulled back a little, and blinked hard, not letting the tears fall. "Tell Max I will *kill* him if you get hurt. And remember: not Lonnie. Not Vilandra. Isabel."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel stepped back and rubbed her own eyes. Because they itched damnit. No other reason. "I'll be sure to pass on the message. Since he's afraid of you, I'm sure he'll do his best," she said with a watery laugh.

"I told Jarod this morning."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Good. See that he does." Parker traced a fingernail under her lashes for just a second, then nodded. "I hope he took it better than I am."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"He offered to help. But he was quieter. You know what I mean?" she asked.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I know." Parker sighed. "You won't reconsider? We can't go with you, any of us?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
"No. I don't want to risk you guys. But there is something. If you really want to help me out," Isabel said quietly.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Annie. She can't come with me. Would you take her?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Parker nodded, not trusting her voice for a moment, then said quietly, "Yes. I'll take good care of her." Fleetingly she thought of Jarod and M, and wondered if she was always going to be left guarding things for people who were gone. "Esme will adore the company, anyway."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't spoil her too much okay? CZ's instead of real diamonds?" Isabel asked, just to make Parker outraged.

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah! As if!" Parker sniffed, turning her nose up, caught between laughter and tears for a moment. "Shrimp and cream all the way." She knelt on the floor, and carefully picked up Annie as she came over to investigate, then handed the kitten to Isabel for a last good-bye. "We'll be good. We promise."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel buried her face in Annie fur. "Be good you little furball," then handed her back. "Thank you."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
"You're welcome." Parker gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "And thank you, for being my friend. And trusting me." She gathered Annie in, and said, "Safe journey, Isabel. We'll be thinking of you."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-03-05 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
Not quite trusting her voice, Isabel raised her hand and watched quietly as Parker left the room.