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 2007-04-28 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Thanks," Peter said, coming on in. "You read my mind. I'm in the mood for an egg roll. Though if this is a Ching Tai meal does that mean I need to stand you up?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"Heard about that have you?" she laughed. "Take-out doesn't count. Besides, if you make a move towards the door, I'll toss you against the wall and keep you there till the food comes."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"I better take a seat then," Peter said, doing just that. "I don't think I could outwit the kids with a concussion."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, probably not. They're devious," Isabel grinned. "How did finals go? And what did you think of Fandom's version of finals? Where any of yours literally life or death?"

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think I did good with Superheroing and Conflict Management," Peter said. "Got my fingers crossed for Anatomy. You?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I did okay when I had to fight the witch for Villians. And we did handwaveily manage to escape from the smelly guys in Gods and You," she said. "Believe it or not, I'm most worried about the only tradional exam I had, the one for Survival Tactics."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Multiple choice throw you for a loop?" Peter guessed.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Actually it was an essay on the outcome of a Manchester United game," Isabel explained. "In 2009."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"For Survival?" Peter asked. "I didn't know soccer was that crucial. Basketball maybe..."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"You and the Doctor can argue that out. The biggest thing I got out of that class? Wear comfortable shoes," she said seriously. "So you can run for your life."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sometimes that's the best strategy," Peter said. "Live to fight another day. Or let somebody else do the fighting."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Been there, done that, passed on the t-shirt," Isabel smiled wryly. "A persistant sheriff, the FBI, other aliens. Take your pick."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"How about just the one alien?" Peter replied with a grin.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
She blinked for a minute then smiled. "You're brave."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I like to think I can handle a challenge," Peter said.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
Still a bit surprised, Isabel shook her head. "You just might." Anything else she might have said was interrupted by her phone ringing to announce the delivery guy was here. "I'll be right back," she promised.

Two minutes later she was, an overstuffed bag in her hand. "I hope you're hungry."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Starving." Peter reached for his wallet. "What do I owe you?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel rolled her eyes. "Stop that. My treat."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Sure?" Peter asked. He went to help her with the bags. "You're letting me hide out here."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Positive," she insisted. "Next time we can hide out in your room and you can send for pizza."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a deal," Peter promised. "So where are the egg rolls in all this?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Possibly buried beneath the Lo Mein, and the Hot and Sour soup," Isabel replied as she set out the containers. "I always order a bunch and then live off it for the next few days. Or share it with whoever happens to be hiding out in my room at the time."

[identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
"So I'm not special? I'm hurt." Then, just to be smug, Peter copied Isabel's powers to get an eggroll out of a bag without using his hands.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2007-04-29 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I can tell you're just mortally wounded," she answered. Then smirked and stuck her tongue out at him as the egg roll went floating by. "Show off."