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In true Fandom fashion, Isabel was naked when she changed back to normal after spending the week as a dog trapped in the Jerries store. Fortunately, and she said a quiet prayer of thanks to whatever god or goddess she could think of, the Jerries were passed out when it happened. There was no sign of her clothes, so Isabel grabbed whatever she could find to cover herself on her way back to the dorms. Again the gods smiled and she managed to avoid anyone she knew. The gold lame pants and polyester technicolor top were now in a bag for Charlie to use for firestarting practice.

After a shower that lasted long enough to possibly put the hot water supply of the dorms in jeopardy, and a raid on the common room kitchen for something other then sardines, Isabel returned to her room to make a handwavey call to clinic and check up on Peter. Relieved that he was released, she set to cleaning up the mess Annie had made after being left alone for the week. Spilled bag of kibble no longer spilled, litter box emptied, and fish fed something other then extended feeding tablets, Isabel collapsed on her bed to catch up on the radio podcasts. The news about Jack and Cedric and Jack and River made her smile a bit wistfully, but all in all it seemed like it had been a quiet week.

The door was open as Isabel sat and enjoyed the silence.

[ooc: The Jerries were modded with the kind permission of [livejournal.com profile] sizzler_sisters]

Date: 2007-07-23 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
Hey, look who happened to be passing by.

Date: 2007-07-23 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Well you're looking a lot better then the last time I saw you," Isabel smiled. "Didn't anyone ever warn you not to play soccer with dinosaurs? Particularly when they want you to be the ball?"

Date: 2007-07-23 01:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
Peter looked sheepish.

Not literally.

"Don't suppose I could say I provided a good distraction?"

Date: 2007-07-23 01:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Oh you distracted them alright," she said, rolling her eyse. "Fortunately they got distracted by something even shinier and left you in one piece so I could haul you to the clinic. Where you made me worry. I thought I was going to have to call your mom."

Date: 2007-07-23 01:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Since she's not here and she hasn't left any messages yelling at me, I'd guess you didn't?" Peter asked.

Date: 2007-07-23 01:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I was giving you till Monday night," Isabel replied. "Except when I was on my way to check on you Monday afternoon? I sort of had a small problem."

Date: 2007-07-23 01:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"I got better on Monday," Peter assured her. "What happened to you?"

Date: 2007-07-23 01:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I got turned into a dog," she admitted sheepishly. "I spent the week trapped in the Jerries' store."

Date: 2007-07-23 01:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"You know, I'm not sure which part of that is scarier," Peter said.

Date: 2007-07-23 01:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Yeah, I'm still debating myself," Isabel said with a wry smile. "On one hand? No vocal cords, and no thumb. On the other hand? The Jerries. It's a tough call. All I know is I'll never be able to look at a sardine again."

Date: 2007-07-23 01:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"...don't take any offense if I don't ask for details there."

Date: 2007-07-23 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Let's just say it's a contributing factor to why there's a massive amount of food from Ching Tai about to be delievered." She motioned towards the spot at the foot of the bed. "You're welcome to join me. Company would be nice."

Date: 2007-07-23 01:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"If I have to," Peter said, going to take a seat. "Thanks."

Date: 2007-07-23 01:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Just don't eat all the dumplings," Isabel warned. "I can be fierce."

"So how are you feeling? And when did you wake up? Did they ever figure out why you were unconscious so long?"

Date: 2007-07-23 02:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Next Top Model fierce?" Peter asked, grinning at her. "And I woke up Monday. No idea what put me under. Dinos, I guess."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"It scares me that you get that reference," she laughed. "We'll have to watch the next cycle."

"I'm glad you woke up. As soon as I got an opposable thumb back and could handle a phone I called to check up on you. I was glad to hear you were released."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"I was glad to be released," Peter said. "Hospitals aren't my thing. As a patient."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Understandable. Those gowns aren't particularly fashionable."

There was a knock at the door at the delivery guy turned up with the food. Isabel paid him and returned to the bed with two well-stuffed bags. "Here dig in."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
Peter helped himself to some fried rice. "I'm much more into making other people feel better. i look forward to when I can be the guy offering comfort to the sick and injured."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Stick around here long enough and you'll get your chance. If you stay out of the way of the large, cranky dinosaurs or whatever else happens to invade," she said, shaking her fork at him.

Date: 2007-07-23 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"So dinosaurs in good moods are okay?" Peter asked.

Date: 2007-07-23 02:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"No. You could still be stepped on," Isabel pointed out. "Squished Peter would be sort of icky."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"I can see your point there," Peter said. "I'll try to stay three dimensional."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Good. Because recovering from that might be a little more difficult," she replied. "Besides, I like you three dimensional. I mean if you were 2-D, if I looked at you the wrong way, you'd be gone."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Now you're just tripping me out."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Who? Me?" Isabel asked innocently. "Why would I do something like that?"

Date: 2007-07-23 02:41 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"Revenge for ending up in the clinic?" Peter suggested.

Date: 2007-07-23 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Maybe. That chair got pretty uncomfortable at four in the morning," she admitted. "But ice cream might work better the revenge. Just saying.."

Date: 2007-07-23 02:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com
"I think we can arrange some ice cream," Peter said.

Date: 2007-07-23 02:49 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel smiled, "I'm looking forward to it."

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