Who: Bela Talbot and OPEN to Hyperion folk What: Bela is wandering, but only as far as the kitchen When: Friday Where: The Hyperion status/rating: incomplete/PG
People were not happy with her being here, Bela could tell that much, but she certainly wasn't going to lock herself up in her room because of it. She had a job to do and it wasn't going to happen behind a closed door. That wasn't the way to win friends over either. She was good at manipulation, but she had to be with other people do so. She made sure she had her usual supply of hex bags on her person before she stepped out of her room. Dobbs decided to leave with her.
All things considered, this wasn't the worst situation she could have ended up in, she figured. She was more protected here, surrounded by people who would want to kill her if they knew the truth, than she was in her own flat. She'd drawn Devil's Traps and hung shoestring almost immediately, and between that and everything else, she felt secure. Now to get to work.
Bela and Dobbs headed downstairs and into the kitchen. She was hungry and the kitchen was always a good place to be social.