One More Day (Semi-narrative, open to the Ock-upants of the Ock Labs)
It was a good party. Good friends, good laughs, and good times were had by all. Light booze still had its effect on Isis, though. As her tolerance toward it, while improved, wasn't particularly high.
So, she eventually did fall asleep, likely sprawled on a couch in a rather catlike manner. Sleeping quietly. By now she's probably had a blanket thrown over her. It wasn't a wild party ala Eiko's, but it was good, nonetheless.
Go on. Wake her up. You know you wanna.
Of course, sleeping on a couch that she just happened to fall asleep on, leaves her vulnerable to all sorts of Ock Lab weirdness.
(( Which is to say, this is a comedy post, feel free to go with that! Also, this is a reminder to those showing up: ISIS AND EIKO'S WEDDING IS TOMORROW. ))
So, she eventually did fall asleep, likely sprawled on a couch in a rather catlike manner. Sleeping quietly. By now she's probably had a blanket thrown over her. It wasn't a wild party ala Eiko's, but it was good, nonetheless.
Go on. Wake her up. You know you wanna.
Of course, sleeping on a couch that she just happened to fall asleep on, leaves her vulnerable to all sorts of Ock Lab weirdness.
(( Which is to say, this is a comedy post, feel free to go with that! Also, this is a reminder to those showing up: ISIS AND EIKO'S WEDDING IS TOMORROW. ))