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 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Dunno," Peter admitted. "Whenever it happened with me and Nathan he didn't seem to care much about the rules."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Huh. Who's Nathan?" Jack started shovelling food into his mouth with as much decorum as a ravenous six year old could manage, which is not a lot.

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"My big brother," Peter said. "Taught me everything I know about cooties, not taking his stuff, and Indian burns."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Mind your manners," Isabel said as she thwapped Jack affectionately. "Nathan sounds charming."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
"He's great," Peter said. "Little gruff on the outside but I wouldn't have anyone else for a brother."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I know that feeling," Isabel nodded before telling a story about Max, Michael and a rather irate Maria.

A while later, dinner was finished and a wee Jack was starting to look very sleepy.

"I'm sorry I didn't order in dessert from Chilly Boulder although I'm not sure Jack could stay awake for it."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Could too," Jack protested from his spot half curled in Isabel's lap. "Not tired."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, but I am," Peter said, fibbing just a little but he knew sometimes that worked best with little kids. He stood up and made a show of stretching. "I'm gonna head back to my room. Get some shut-eye. Thanks for dinner, Isabel. Nice meeting you, Jack."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
Stifling a laugh at the obvious lie, Isabel smiled. "Thank you for the company. Possibly do it again one day?"

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Absolutely," Peter replied, giving her a smile. He then waved and headed off.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Jack waved back and snuggled against Isabel more, hiding a yawn against her leg.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel watched the door for a moment then turned to Jack. "Do you want to go back to your room to sleep? Or do you want to stay here?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Here, Izzy," he mumbled. "I wanna stay with you."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Somehow, she wasn't surprised. "Okay, you can. But first I think you need to have a shower. No going to sleep with pond ick on you."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Okay," he said agreeably and hauled himself to his feet blinking sleepily at her. "Need a towel. And something to sleep in. My jeans are all itchy."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Give me two seconds," Isabel said as she got to her feet as well. A momment's rummage through the drawer and she handed him a towel and the sweatpants and t-shirt he'd been keeping in her room, now conviniently shrunken to wee kiddie size. "Why don't you go take a shower? I'll turn down the bed for you.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"Kay." He smiled, grabbed the armful of stuff, and disappeared into the bathroom. A few minutes later the strains of singing could probably be heard through the closed door. "Everyone is helpful, everyone is kind, on the road to Shambala. Everyone is lucky, everyone is so kind, on the road to Shambala."

He didn't know why, but it was in his head for some reason so he sang it with great gusto.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Laughing, Isabel took off all the extra cushions and pillows on Xander's old bed and turned down the covers. Rooting through the books stacked on her desk, she found one of the ones she'd gotten when Alexandria was here and left it on the pillow.

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Jack stumbled out in a cloud of steam, leaving a sort of tidy bathroom behind him - he'd at least tried to hang up the towel - and walked over to lean on her leg.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Come on you," she said, leaning down to hug/herd him to the bed. "You've had a long day."

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I had fun," he mumbled, climbing into bed and wriggling down under the covers. "Not fair I have to get tired."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I know, it's terrible," Isabel agreed. "All those hours wasted while you sleep." She pushed his hair back and smiled. "Shall I read you a story?"

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
He snuggled against her hand and closed his eyes. "Uh huh."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
She opened the book and softly started to read. "The sun has set, not long ago. Now everybody goes below. Too take a bath in one big tub. With soap all over, scrub, scrub, scrub."

[The Going to Bed Book by Sandra Boynton]

[identity profile] anextimeagent.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Did that already," he mumbled, curling closer to her. "What comes next?"