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Isabel watched the island approach through the cab window her thoughts drifting towards the past as the future loomed in front of her.

Max was furious that she'd left. He was so caught up in the search for the truth about their past that he couldn't see or seem to understand that it didn't matter to her.

All she wanted was to be normal. Maybe here, where there were no alien conspiracies, no suspicious sheriffs watching her, no Special Unit of the FBI, no destiny, maybe here she’d get a fresh start.


She paid the cab driver as he let her off in the parking lot. Loading her duffle bag over her shoulder and towing her suitcase, she headed towards the school.

Date: 2006-01-04 07:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com
[ooc: Hey, if she wants someone to brood vent with about that, just throw her at soul boy. He'd be happy to sing a few verses about how destiny sucks.

Only not literally because nobody deserves to listen to him sing.]

Date: 2006-01-04 07:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
[OCC: Oh Mandy!! And I have to add that I've been lurking about reading forever. So I was highly amused by Angel's big night out at Caritas.

That would be fun. Not sure if she'd admit the truth (yet) but a general angstfest might not be such a bad thing.]

Date: 2006-01-04 08:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notstakedyet.livejournal.com
[ooc: *bows* And this is FH. Brooding and Angsting get you course credit. Or at least they should ;)]

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