Isabel regarded the vegetables presented on the worktop for her to chop, hefted the knife a couple of times while wishing Aiden had seen fit to give her a slightly larger one, and set to chopping, wondering where everybody else was. She was being left out of the big picture, she knew, and it galled somewhat. These people had been here for more than two weeks, and had suffered a lot. Naturally they were suspicious of her, and after what had happened with Claire...
She would have to talk to her, try and get her to understand what had happened with Tess. It probably wouldn't help, but she needed to try, needed to somehow get that barrier down between her and the group. What she'd done was probaby unforgiveable, but there wasn't much hope of her being able to integrate into the group without Claire's acceptance. Not properly, anyway.
She sighed and picked up another carrot, rapidly disassembling it into slices. At least the people who'd built this strange bunker kept their knives sharp.
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[Isabel] Chop chop
Date: 2006-09-05 07:09 am (UTC)She would have to talk to her, try and get her to understand what had happened with Tess. It probably wouldn't help, but she needed to try, needed to somehow get that barrier down between her and the group. What she'd done was probaby unforgiveable, but there wasn't much hope of her being able to integrate into the group without Claire's acceptance. Not properly, anyway.
She sighed and picked up another carrot, rapidly disassembling it into slices. At least the people who'd built this strange bunker kept their knives sharp.