Room 406, late morning til evening.

[izzyalienqueen]

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.]

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam hadn't gotten a call, but she'd talked to Jack the night before. Wincing slightly against the daylight, she knocked on the doorframe.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders was depressed, cranky, and unfortunately still feeling . . . shall we say stimulated when he woke up very late in the morning. The voicemail icon on his phone was blinking, and he stared at it for a moment before picking up the phone to check.

The message, combined with what Parker had told him, made him shove all his own worries to the back of his mind long enough to grab a quick shower and charge upstairs to knock on Isabel's door.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker came by with a box half-way through the afternoon. "How are you doing?" she asked, not looking at Isabel.

[chasingsnitches.livejournal.com]

Cedric came down the hall and knocked on the cracked door.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack stood outside, watching Isabel through the partially open door. Part of him hadn't wanted to come. So much easier not to, so much easier just to let her quietly slip away and start pretending she'd never been here -- because they both knew chances were she wasn't coming back -- but he wasn't going to miss his last chance to see her.

He took a deep breath, made himself smile his oh-so charming smile, pushed open the door, and said, "Hey."

After everyone else...

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel had everything packed and set by the door. With a few minutes to go before Greg was due to arrive, she left some voicemails then sat down to wait.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna came in, Faithful in hand. "Isabel?"