She sits by the side of a lake, staring down at a blank notebook. She's taken to writing everything down, it helps her deal with everything that's happened. Some days, the words gush out of Isabel, falling onto the paper almost faster than she can move the pen. But not today. Today she doesn't want to think about what's in her head, doesn't
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The writer lets out a very un-Krycek-like squeal of delight.
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Kicking and screaming, of course. ;-P
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Still, anything you happen to have time for, I try to read. I like the tone your Isabel-voice has... and she's not easy to write considering how erratically-used she was in canon. You've got a good steady grasp.
*smiles*
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Thank you! I think she's fun to write--although you're right, they never really did do much with her in canon. That's what makes her fun, I guess. I get to fill in all the holes.
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