izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2007-04-28 05:23 pm

Room 406, evening

A week that had included library duty, a night out at Caritas, movies with a friend, exams, and plotting a rescue mission meant that Isabel was pretty damn tired when she went to bed on Friday night. Unfortunately the conversation with Rikku brought memories and Isabel didn't actually get into a deep sleep until some time just before dawn. She slept till noon when the sound of yelling and chaos in the hallways woke her.

A quick look out her door found Isabel shutting it quickly. Beyond grateful to whatever quirk of Fandom left her still eighteen, she decided an afternoon with a good book was much better then weetiny chaos.

After a quiet afternoon, Isabel finally got out her camera and opened her door.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Ohhh," Peter said, finally getting it. "Guess I should've realized around here there's better odds on a dog like that not being a pet."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
"You'd be surprised," she shrugged. "Last year Marty had a muppet chicken as a pet."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
And that was when Jack came in.