01. action; phone

[gdisnowpatrol]

I'm...guessing this antique doesn't have service to Seattle, does it? 

[a weak, awkward chuckle as Izzie tries to suppress a nervous breakdown]

Or, you know. Actually exist. I'm hallucinating, please Jesus tell me this is all one very messed up tequila-soaked dream...

Right. Well. Um. Hi. I'm Izzie. If someone could point me towards the nearest bus station and explain why I woke up in a pink, cat-printed nightgown I'd really, really appreciate it.


[Following the phone conversation...

A. Waking up at 748 Partridge, Izzie finds herself in a bed, sleeping next to someone she doesn't know, in a room with several stuffed animals. Feel free to see her with a catatonic D8 face

B. Izzie is wandering around town trying to find either a liquor store, bus station, computer or cell phone. Where is the friggin Wi-Fi?!]

Comments

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Oh~? How stubborn? Stubborn enough to destroy a planet to get your way? Because if you're not that stubborn then you've got nothing over my Darling~. Stubborn enough to stand against all of society when they don't recognise your genius, or even your gender? Because if not, you're not as stubborn as me~!

There's no magical pill and no miraculous potion. Get ready for a long haul and pitch in to work with the rest of us.

[gdisnowpatrol.livejournal.com]

Right. Okay.

[ a deep breath, when she talks next her voice is more clinical ]

What's been attempted so far?

[ergaleomancer.livejournal.com]

Mostly we've been gathering information. I have a file~. But I'm not inclined to tell you about it. You'll insist I'm crazy and go make more work for us all.