Room 406, late morning

Jan 29, 2007 11:37

The first thing Isabel became aware of was that she was uncomfortably curled in a heap on the floor. The second thing she realized was that she was cold. That all became irrelevant as the memories of the night before came back in a rush.

Climbing to her feet, she crossed quickly to where Parker was still slumped on the floor. Isabel opened her mouth to call her name, then stamped her foot when no sound came out. That bastard... She dropped to her knees next to Parker and started to shake her.

[occ: Initial thread with Parker locked. Post is open after that.]

406, wackiness, parker, belthazor

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