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Friday, April 23rd, 2010

Day 5

[info]dr_ben
Who: Ben, open
Where: An cafe with tables al fresco. Ben's at one of those tables
When: Early afternoon

( The day was moving on )
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Monday, March 29th, 2010

Where am I? Rich asked.

[info]richhaysrpg
Who: Rich and Belle
Where: Standing in a street
When: Day 3, early afternoon.
 
Rich woke up with a jolt but then fell back to the bed. His head hurt, not like a hang over but a bad head ache. He opened his eyes and found himself looking at a ceiling that he didn’t recognize. Sitting up, slowly, this time, he looked around the room. It wasn’t his bedroom. Moving off the bed, he went to look out the open window and saw the beach and ocean beyond.
 
“Where am I?” he muttered out loud.
 
He slowly made his way around the small apartment, finding it had all the conveniences.  
 
Rich went back to the bedroom and looked through the drawers, finding clothes in his size but not necessarily what he had of his own.
 
Slowly he dressed, deciding to go out on the street to see if he could figure out where he was.
 
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Wednesday, March 17th, 2010

Don't Ever Do That Again, You Hear?

[info]whycantyoubetru
Who: Belle and Cooper
When: Early morning
Where: Mike-3

Belle hadn't slept a wink after Cooper'd come back with the biggest damned wolves she'd ever seen on his tail from his night time excursion. Normally, that kind of thing wouldn't have worried her so much, Cooper had dealt with more dangerous things than big damn wolves, but every time she closed her eyes, she saw him laying on the floor of the bar, unconscious, maybe even dead. Even half a bottle of Jack hadn't helped. So as soon as the sun rose, she was up. She decided to make breakfast simple, just some coffee and French toast and eggs.

( Shot nerves and whiskey. )
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Tuesday, March 16th, 2010

[info]yourdefender
WHO: Drina and Belle
WHAT: Nommins
WHEN: Lunchtime
WHERE: Golf-2

Thanks to the offer on the site, Drina had invited Belle over for lunch. She supposed that making friends on this island wouldn't be a terrible thing; she still planned on leaving and escaping, but that wouldn't happen for quite some time, clearly. She had never thought of herself as being one of the "soccer moms" that were so popular in the States, but having lunch with a woman of a similar age didn't sign her away to specific archetype.

The table was set and Drina had prepared a fruit dish that was quite simply mango slices with Spanish pepper sprinkled across them. She smiled, thinking of how her mother would keep fresh fruits in their apartment. She had only been here for a full day, but she desperately wanted to speak to her mother. Not to mention Heath. She had no idea when he would return to their home.

The doorbell ringing brought Drina out of the kitchen, her hair in a single plait and her most comfortable pants around her hips. she arrived at the door with a bright smile on her face.
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Wednesday, March 10th, 2010

Soup's On

[info]whycantyoubetru
WHO: Open to All
Where: Diner in the middle of town
When: 5pm on

Belle had put everything on the warming tables, hoping people didn't wait too long to show. She'd already eaten as she cooked and once everything was set, headed back to her cottage to get her guitar, which had somehow made the trip with her. It was acoustic and so she didn't need any amplifier. She started out by strumming out just some soft blues music. Weren't no reason these people couldn't have music with their dinner.
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Monday, March 8th, 2010

Comfort Food

[info]whycantyoubetru
WHO: Belle and Delia
WHERE: Diner at the center of town
WHEN: Around 1pm

Luckily, the food was pretty much gone by the time Belle had shown up. That saved her some clean up. So she'd rummaged through the diner's kitchen and came up with the fixings for fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy. She wasn't certain what to make for dessert, maybe she'd just whip up a batch of sugar cookies. Something light after the heavy food.

Mercifully, her mp3 player had made the trip with her, along with the little speaker charger thingy for it. She had it turned up quite a bit as she cooked, letting the familiar comforting music take away some of her stress.

( Dear Cordelia... )
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Friday, March 5th, 2010

Good Morning!

[info]ocrikey
Who: Coop and Belle
Where: Mike-3
When: Morning

Coop felt the snug heat of her body against his even before he became fully aware. It must be Monday, his bleary thoughts informed him. There had been no alarm, and, yet, there was sun beating through the glass at his back. His arm tightened around his wife's waist a moment as he shifted, burying his face in her thick hair.

And then it suddenly hit him, and the force with which he sat up nearly knocked him out of bed. Belle was there, all right -- and thank God for that. In her presence, it was easy to believe the attack was a dream, something helped along by the fuzzy, surreal quality the world seemed to have about it this morning.

Not at his best in the morning, Coop almost settled back down beside her, but the sting of metal suddenly seeped into his mouth. What on earth was that, he wondered as his face twisted in disgust. A glass of water, he thought would help -- except that when he moved to get of bed, it suddenly dawned on him: this was not their home.

"Belle," he murmured softly as he reached for her shoulder, stilling the shiver running down his spine. He felt very childlike suddenly, like he had just fallen down the rabbit hole. "Belle, wake up."
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Belle Bennett - Abduction

[info]whycantyoubetru
( Belle- Abduction )
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