The Perk, early afternoon

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel was comfortably ensconced at a table with a large mug of tea, a raspberry-lemon scone, and a stack of magazines that were more visual appeal then substance.

She was completely interruptible.

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[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny came by for coffee after class, that and he didn't want to go back to the dorms yet.

It was just his luck that Isabel was there. "Hey you, how're you doing?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel looked up from the magazine she'd been paging through and gave Johnny a small smile. "I've had better weekends."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

"I can well imagine," he said. "Can I sit down?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Of course," she said, raising an eyebrow. "Why would you think you had to ask?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Well... he was wondering how many people were going to be pissed at him after hearing last night's radio broadcast. But he wasn't bringing it up, not uless she did.

He sat down. "Thought I'd be polite."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Oh she'd heard radio. Just given the squirrels fondness for exaggeration, she figured she'd get his side of the story first.

"Who are you and what have you done with Johnny?"

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He chuckled, quietly. "Call it my subdued self. Didn't sleep much last night and as you can tell, I got the crap kicked out of me in Arts and Crafts. We did the whole Super Soaker paint deal. Tried to get most of it off. Could have burned it off but then I would be sitting here naked and I'm sure no one would appreciate that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"I might," Isabel teased, but it was subdued compared to their usual banter. She'd had a long night as well.

"Still it's probably better then getting your ass kicked by Hades."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He smirked, slightly, watching her. He'd felt bad that she was one of the ones taken. Better that his girlfriend had rescued her, but terrible nonetheless.

"I'm sorry, Isabel, that you had to endure all of that."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"It sucked, but I guess it's better then what happened the last time I got grabbed," she replied, looking down for a moment. "At least no one died this time."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

Johnny looked down as well, at his fingers wrapped around his cup. "I'm glad you're safe. And back home."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Thanks to Savannah."

Isabel reached across the table for his hand.

"What happened? Your version. Not radio's."

[fantastic-torch.livejournal.com]

He glanced up, held her hand.

"I just wanted her safe, Isabel. That's all. I thought I lost her once. I didn't want to deal with any of that again."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter needed caffiene. In other news, water is wet. At any rate, he stopped by the Perk for an iced coffee.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You!" Isabel said when she noticed Peter. "We need to talk."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter paused, pretending to look around. "Who, me?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Yes you." She crossed her arms, not looking particularly happy in the least.

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter knew a Not Amused look when he saw one. He immediately put on an innocent expression. "What'd I do? I just wanted coffee."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Not amused. Nope. Cranky and annoyed.

"Not today. This weekend."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"You mean when I stayed home and did nothing but homework?"

Hey, if he was going to lie, why not go big?

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Not going to work," she told him. "I know where you were and what you did. I just want to know why."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

"You actually have to ask me that?" Peter replied. "They took you! They took Sam!"

Not that Peter needed that kind of excuse to do the heroing gig.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Piffle," she said waving her hand dismissively. "Not important."

"What I want to know is why you were checking out my boyfriend's ass."

[repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com]

Peter stared, then facepalmed.

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel finally let go of the serious face and snickered.

"Gotcha."