Room 406, evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Isabel is where she's been all day, sitting on her bed, slowly translating the book Veronica had given her in hopes of finding a cure for Angel.


[Door's open. Door's closed, gone to bed.]

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[soldtoarmenians]

"Not in England. Something that happened back home. We just ran into the guy who did it while we were trying to find something for Angel, and I didn't actually remember having gone to school with him. Awk. Ward."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Oh, oops..."

"Wait," Isabel said. "What were you looking for?"

[soldtoarmenians]

"Books, papers, helpful magic 8-ball. Anything we could find on vampiric poisons. Might even be the same ones you've got there, since we eventually did find some." Xander rubbed glitter off his cheek with a sigh, and stared distractedly at his sparkly hand. "I should really take a shower."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Well hopefully you found something. Or Janet and Veronica found something in what they were looking at. I'm not sure there's anything to be found in here."

Isabel grinned at the glitter, "Yes you should. That hairstyle? So not you..."

[soldtoarmenians]

"The lipstick, on the other hand--" He held up the hand that still had lipstick on the back of it and studied it critically. "Nope. Not my color." Xander rolled his eyes, grabbed some clean clothes out of his closet, and headed into the shower.