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Isabel maintained the awkward silence as they continued towards the apartment, keeping an eye out for anyone who might be following them. While they seemed to be alone, the risk was enough that she...
"Well, I mean, if you wanted to pick up something to eat or something on the way," she began. "You might need it- but it might be best if we get back home quickly." Her eyes were firmly fixed on the...
"Er, I'm certain-" she began before hearing the woman hanging up. She shook her head slightly, pocketing her phone. After taking a short while to put her hair back and make herself feel vaguely...
"A, er, a companion, yes," she confirmed, rather uneasily. "Just one, and, er, is it possible to have her meet me at Location X?" She shifted unsteadily on her feet, leaning on the wall in an attempt...
"So-" she began before the door closed firmly, cutting her off mid-sentence. Frowning sternly at the door, she added, "What's wrong with my groceries, exactly?" After a short silence- not that she...
She wheeled around, watching him retreat towards his bedroom. "What sort of food, does it matter? Because I've got enough left for a while..." she replied levelly, shifting the card in her fingers....
She paused, watching him. While she hardly trusted him to stay in the same place while she was gone, it did seem to be the safest of solutions barring not inviting a total stranger to the apartment....
She looked sternly up at him, rather unimpressed. "What, you want to go to a club again?" she asked skeptically, crossing her arms across her chest. "I thought it was understood that was a bad idea-...
Her hands balled into fists as he drew near, easily towering over her. Despite herself, her breath almost caught in her throat. In a second, the card was between her fingers. "Call..." she repeated...
Isabel paused, feeling his sharp eyes on her. "It... It really isn't anything that'll affect you. Trust me on this. It's just Steve overreacting a bit, you know how it is." She offered a slightly...
She shook her head slightly at his apparent concern- while she had considered calling in a... professional, she had dismissed the idea almost immediately. Even if she knew a number to call, she could...
Isabel paused, glancing briefly down at the study before going to make herself breakfast. As she ate, the sound of her phone's insistent dinging could be heard down the hall. After breakfast, she...
Isabel straightened instinctively as he smiled- although she knew logically that it probably wouldn't come down to a fight, she had a lot of old instincts to try and suppress. "You want me to..." she...
"Well, if you need-" she began before stopping to consider the request. "A woman? What on earth would you want with a woman, and how would I bring one here?" She was rather taken aback at the odd...
"There could be," she told him simply. "Seeing as there are enough people out there who want to get you killed. I'm willing to be reasonable about this if you are, but I'm sure you're aware that...
She had been watching the conversation rather awkwardly- after all, it wasn't really her place to pop in and make suggestions, seeing as she hadn't even really heard too much about what they were up...
As was her custom, Isabel slept in her clothes- while she was fairly certain that nothing would happen in the morning that required urgent action, it was always good to prepare for the worst. Sure...
She glanced back at the shelf, slightly surprised. "You wrote all those?" she asked him, raising an eyebrow. She had assumed he was just independently wealthy or something like that, as vampires...
"That's good to know- do wake me if anything happens," she replied quietly. His sudden burst of typing rather surprised her, so despite her yearning to get some sleep, she stepped into the room,...
"Well," she said sharply, "partially the vampire thing in general, but more recently, the fact that someone felt the need to drape himself over me and call me nicknames that I'm not really alright...
"I would like to try and get a nap sometime soon," she replied, leaning slightly against the doorframe. "Just in case you had things to do tomorrow..." At the latter question, she paused, idly...
It was quite late before she stood, moving to the door of his study. Although the beat of the music still throbbed loudly, she could still hear the slight dinging of her phone receiving another text...
The ride home was quite firmly silent- Isabel was rather displeased as well, but decided that airing her grievances in front of the cab driver was probably a bad idea at this point. Occasionally, she...
She winced as the first slayer hit the wall with a slight cracking noise. Managing to offer a brief, apologetic look at the other slayer as he disappeared around the corner, she sighed before looking...
"It is, unfortunately," she interjected, taking a cautious step forward. "I mean, really, let's be reasonable here- this town is full of vampires, there's got to be one you could find whose death...