Fourth Floor Common Room, after classes

Finishing dinner preparations had allowed Isabel a little time to process everything she'd learned during the day. Hopefully with the information she and Parker had given Professor Phale to be played out in a bit, he'd be able to stop Lana, Phoebe and Marie before they messed with anyone else's head.

But for now Isabel focused on dinner with friends and that meant cooking rice and setting out toppings to go with the huge pot of chili on the stove.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-04-06 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Occasionally I really hate this school," Sam muttered.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-04-06 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
Another sigh. "What now?"

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-04-06 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"That explains it," Sam said, eyes closed, "That's what I couldn't put my finger on."

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-04-06 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I don't doubt that." She just couldn't imagine anything to do to Jack that would have been worse than first removing his will, and then his fragile and hard-earned trust.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-04-06 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"We'll try it again sometime," Sam patted Isabel on the shoulder, "and hopefully this is only temporary."

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-04-06 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you need help picking the lock?" She offered.

[identity profile] carter-i-am.livejournal.com 2007-04-06 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm all over it, and you know where to find me," Sam nodded sharply.