Around the Dorm, Saturday Morning

[swerval_zero]

A petite girl with bright pink hair and eclectic clothes went to and fro, carrying her things across the lawn and upstairs to room 220. Occasionally she would stop to swear, kick something, or rest for a few minutes. Throughout the whole process a pink cockatoo sat on her shoulder, offering occasional helpful commentary such as, "ARE YOU MY MUMMY?"

((OOC: Zero's back! Open open open! Come say hi. Carry something and she'll love you forever!))

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[swerval_zero]

Zero stared. "Swerval. C'mon, let's get the damn thing up to my room!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Lead the way," Isabel said. "I'm glad I can help."

[swerval_zero]

Zero led Isabel and her floating amp up to room 220 and opened the door. Baggage was strewn on both beds, waiting to be unpacked. Fish flew off her shoulder to his perch. "Thank you so much!"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Anytime," she smiled. "I'm glad you're back. But now I need to go to bed in search of coffee. I'll see you around!"

[swerval_zero]

"Yeah, swerval. See you later, Isabel!"