sith_happened: (Anakin: from behind)
Anakin Skywalker ([personal profile] sith_happened) wrote2008-03-10 10:39 pm

Office hours [all day]

Anakin was hard at work at his desk: plastic balls, lots of glitter, soft music playing...

Yes, he'd decided that Jaina's Luke's future child was going to be spoiled rotten, so he was back to making toys for a Force-sensitive infant.

He'd welcome an interruption, though.

All Over Again - Ronan Keating and Kate Rusby

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 08:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Congratulations, that's wonderful," Isabel replied. "These will keep him occupied until it's time for pillow fights?"

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
It took a moment or two of concentration, but Isabel was able to get the colors separated into fairly distinct layers. "All of my potential kids had my powers," she said, still focusing on separating out the last bits of glitter. "I'm going to have to contact you when, well if, that time ever comes. This is a step up from the Baby Einstein toys."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-11 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd say clown. Only because I have a hard time picturing you with a red rubber nose, face paint and floppy shoes." With robes. Which was a mental image that made her chuckle just a bit.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-12 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
"One I would quite possibly pay money to see," Isabel replied. "And I bet there's some people around that would pay me if I got pictures."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-12 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
"You're the one that just tempted the gods of Fandom Weirdness," she shrugged. "Hopefully Artoo won't be around."

"Anyway," Isabel said, growing more serious. "There was alien weirdness last week. I'm sorry if you had to deal with some spillover."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-12 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Someone found out what I was and made some assumptions about what he thought I could do. It wasn't fun." Which Anakin would probably recognize as Fandomspeak for all hell broke loose.

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-12 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"No, Meg and I got grabbed and taken out to Roswell," she said simply. "I was supposed to heal this woman. Except I don't heal. And there was nothing wrong with her. At least not something a healer could fix. She was just old. But I had to try, because they were going to kill Meg."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-12 12:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Back home it's not a big secret that I'm here. I'm sure it was just a matter of sitting in the Crashdown and listening to Maria and Liz talk," Isabel explained with a shrug. "He'd wanted Max or Michael. But they're still out pretending to be Jack Kerouac. Given how I was found with Max, he decided that I was a possibility. Somehow he got a blood sample when I was in an accident on the mainland in January, which proved I wasn't exactly normal." Which was something Isabel still puzzled over given what Dr. Wilson had done. "Then it was just a matter of waiting till I went off island again."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-13 11:41 am (UTC)(link)
"He had more money then most third world countries, he loved his wife and he was desperate," Isabel replied. "I guess he thought it was worth it."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-13 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Isabel didn't like to think of Anakin and Vader as the same person. It's not that she ever really forgot. But it made things a little bit easier to deal with. Which meant she didn't realize how he'd relate to what she'd said until after she said them and I remembered after I'd had my coffee *facepalms*. The mental facepalm hurt.

"I tried. I mean, Nasedo had said we had powers we hadn't learned yet," she explained. "Michael had gotten away when we were grabbed. So I knew if I could play for time, there'd be pissed off boyfriends coming to the rescue. Except whatever I did, I couldn't control. Just as Wyatt and the others got there I collapsed. And turned to dust in Wyatt's arms."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-13 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"More like make your own clone," Isabel told him. "Somehow, I changed poor Meris. She wound up looking just like me. With my consciousness along for the ride. I'm still not sure how that happened. Some kind of defense mechanism I guess."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-13 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah," she said quietly. "It is."

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-03-13 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Voice calm, even if her hands were clenched, Isabel explained. "She's gone. It was almost the other way around. But then she hurt Michael and tried to hurt Wyatt and Ronan. I couldn't let her do that."