Room 406, early afternoon

Mar. 11th, 2007 05:21 pm
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Even though she'd only been gone a week Fandom time, Isabel was cleaning her room like it really had been left closed up for six months. Reorganizing drawers and closets, scouring the bathroom, dusting every available surface, meant she didn't have to think about last night's conversation, or the worried voicemails and emails from her parents she's avoiding answering. It meant she could pretend she wasn't woken up by nightmares this morning.

The door was open, the radio was blaring the Rolling Stones, and Isabel was on her hands and knees in the bathroom, attacking the grout with a toothbrush.

[ooc: RL calls. Slowish to stopped till after 8 EDST]
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Date: 2007-03-11 10:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"So basically you spoiled her rotten," Isabel chuckled. "That's okay, I do appreciate you taking her like that. I don't know what I would have done otherwise."

"You did?" She got to her feet and went to the fridge, returning with two bottled waters. "Do you know what you're going to do?"

Date: 2007-03-11 10:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"For a certain measure of spoiling. Maybe." Parker shrugged, amused, then let her face go blank as Isabel handed her the water. "No. Well. Some of it, yes." Half-truths were still true enough. "Rumor has a new assignment coming up. He has to be warned. Angelo's getting him new identity papers, for him and his family." She took a long drink of the water, trying to get rid of the dryness in her throat.

Date: 2007-03-11 10:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel knew Parker well enough to recognize when the walls were up. "Well if you need help, you know I'll do whatever I can. How's Angelo doing? And will I ever get to meet him one day?"

Date: 2007-03-11 11:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"I do. The next bit-- I probably won't need help with. It should go quickly." And that was all true too. Parker smiled, and shook her head. "Hmmm. I don't know... as much as I'd love for you to meet him, he never leaves Blue Cove. Well. Aside from mailing himself to me." She made a face. "Possibly at Graduation? Maybe? Maybe Syd can take him out for an afternoon around then. He's doing fine." As fine as he ever did.

Date: 2007-03-11 11:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Maybe we could send him postage? Hopefully if you were expecting him you could avoid the whole crawling through the air ducts adventure," she laughed. "But whatever you think is best is fine."

Date: 2007-03-11 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"I just don't want him playing in traffic. Which, to be fair, isn't very prevalent on the Island. But no, no more air ducts, God." She shook her head, then perched her chin on her hand. "So. How was the war going when you left? Did you guys win in five days? Is that why you're back?"

Date: 2007-03-11 11:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel shrugged as her eyes got dark. "It was going, that's about all I can say. And I'm sort of back here by accident. Mostly because I got damn lucky."

Date: 2007-03-12 12:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"How's that work?" Parker asked gently. "Does it have to do with Captain Jack's job?"

Date: 2007-03-12 12:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"Yeah," she said with a wry smile. "Like I told Jack. Did you know if you fall through a rift in space and time you wind up in Cardiff?"

Date: 2007-03-12 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker rolled her eyes. "No, I did not. That's just peachy. I mean, when you're falling through space and time, that's the first place you want to end up." She shook her head, looking relieved, then frowned again, thinking. "So. You got there. Were there for four days or so. Then wound up in Cardiff?"

Date: 2007-03-12 12:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I can think of worse places, Topeka for one." Isabel shrugged and looked down. "Yeah, something like that."

Date: 2007-03-12 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Or something not quite like that?" Parker asked. "You don't have to say. But you know I'll listen, when you're up to it." She looked thoughtful. "What was the home planet like, anyway? How different are they from humans?"

Date: 2007-03-12 12:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I know. And I will. I'm just not ready yet." She looked down blanket, remembering. "It was different. Two moons in the sky is just weird. As for the people. They were human-like. But you could still tell we were different."

Date: 2007-03-12 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Did they treat you okay?" Parker watched Isabel, wondering if that had been part of it, being among people who were so different, and supposed to be hers. "And Max and Michael are still there?"

Date: 2007-03-12 12:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"They're still there. And they have no idea that I'm here," Isabel sighed. "And Michael was hurt. I don't even know how bad it was."

Date: 2007-03-12 12:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Can you get a message to them somehow? Shoot them a portal telegram?" Parker bit her lip, studying Isabel's face. If they could get back in touch, Isabel might leave again. But if they couldn't-- hmm.

Date: 2007-03-12 12:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I don't have what I'd need to open a portal. So I'm sort of stuck," she said, looking down once again.

Date: 2007-03-12 01:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker breathed a sigh of relief. "I refuse to be sorry about that. Or pretend I am." She smiled slightly. "But I get that you're still worried about them. And how rough that is."

Date: 2007-03-12 01:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I am, but at the same time I feel so guilty," Isabel whispered. "Because I wanted to come back and now here I am."

Date: 2007-03-12 01:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker moved over to sit beside Isabel, and tentatively, carefully, put an arm around her. "It's not your fault that you got what you wanted." She took Isabel's hand. "It's not a bad thing, to be home again."

Date: 2007-03-12 01:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel took a deep breath and leaned into Parker. "I know. But I just wish they were here with me," she said as her voice started to shake.

Date: 2007-03-12 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"I know." Parker tightened her arm around Isabel, and one hand came up to stroke her hair. "I am so relieved you're back. They'll come back too. You just watch." She whispered, "It'll work out. It will."

Date: 2007-03-12 01:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
"I don't think so. I don't see how." She was so close to falling apart, but she couldn't because if she did, it would all come out and Isabel just wasn't ready to face that yet. Pulling away, she took a long drink of water. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to get emo on you."

Date: 2007-03-12 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker's eyes narrowed for a moment, and wanted to ask, wanted Isabel to tell her the worst of it, but closed her eyes, then nodded. "Don't be sorry. It's fine. Like I haven't gotten sad on you? Emo is undeserved. This isn't." She pushed a little of Isabel's hair out of her face, and smiled, then looked down at her nails. "We should take you to a spa day. Get you pampered and relaxed."

Date: 2007-03-12 01:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com
Isabel clenched her hands into fists to hide the state of her nails. "That would be nice. I haven't been pampered in a while."

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