| video 01 | un: izzy

[sororis]

[The feed begins and immediately reveals a brightly grinning Isabelle. Some of the bedroom can be seen behind her, there appear to be scattered clothes, open suitcases, the typical "just moved in" scenario. Or maybe more like someone who brought the whole store home and still couldn't find the right outfit. She settled for black jeans and biker jacket over a red sweater.]

Hey, Cadelle, someone failed to tell me it was blizzard season here and I did not pack appropriately. Where's a girl going to find a fashion-forward parka in this place? And who wants to go shopping?

[The feed cuts with a wink and a grin and she's clearly in motion.]



[open to action tags as well as network tags! izzy's heading out shopping whether she gets any bites or not, she needs a parka, so feel free to catch her en route or wherever, if you'd prefer ♥]

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[risers]

[ wow, so harsh. leather on leather is in. ]

[ alec looks visibly pained, and he isn't so sure if it's on purpose. shopping with izzy is great when it involves a bow, quiver, and some arrows. when it comes to shoes ... count him out. he's fine with the same boots he wears over and over and over again. ] Don't you have shopping ... [ he has no idea what to call them, so after a moment of hesitation and clearly painful thinking: ] friends?

[ immediately, he knows he's doomed. ]

[sororis]

[She at least has the grace to curb her victorious smile into something openly affectionate instead of the obnoxious, bright grin that's probably still shining in her eyes. It's not that she finds his pain delightful (only a little bit) but that she might have the rare opportunity to share something she loves with someone she loves. She might even try a little harder to make it enjoyable for him. Maybe.]

No, I don't. [A faux pout if ever there was one and it only lasts for a blink.]

Please, Alec?

[risers]

[ he sighs, completed with a roll of his neck. izzy should know by the sight of him looking and acting exasperated is a sign that he's breaking. ]

Fine.

[ he looks at her hard, as if his pointed look would somehow intimidate her. ] But I'm not spending all day comparing the heel of a shoe with another heel of a shoe.