Who: Belladonna Boudreaux open What: Arriving and cursing. Where: a park. The duck pond, to be precise When: mid-evening, after sundown Rating: TBA
Belle dragged herself out of the duck pond, cursing a blue streak. The words were a mixture of French and English, though even if you don't understand one language or the other, there is a general cursiness to everything she says, making her intent obvious.
Soaking wet and annoyed, Belle stopped for a moment, and replied to her husband's poke. He was safe, and she was safe, so that was the majority of her worry out of the way.