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[Mar. 25th, 2012|08:31 pm] |
WHO: Bela and Dean
WHAT: Date night
WHERE: A steakhouse in London, then home
WARNINGS: Entirely probable.
( It's been a long time ) |
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[May. 3rd, 2011|08:43 pm] |
WHO: Dean and Bela, with a little bit of Dani
WHAT: An unexpected addition
WHERE: Chez Winchester
WARNINGS: Slim to none.
( Where did you come from? ) |
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[Feb. 27th, 2011|10:33 pm] |
Who: Harmony Johnson and Bela Talbot-Winchester.
What: Meeting new friends!
When: Sunday evening.
Where: Winchester Manor.
Warnings: As always, Harmy's potty mouth.
( Ding dong! ) |
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[Jun. 2nd, 2010|09:46 pm] |
WHO: Dean and Bela
WHAT: Well, they do have to make twin daughters ...
WHERE: Chez Winchester
WARNINGS: Definitely yes.
Bela was still amused as she headed up the stairs, and she knew Dean would probably grumble at her, but so be it. Things were pretty good. She was still a little nervous about the spectre of two babies at once - one had been a trial - but, as silly as it sounded, Dean would be there, too.
She opened their bedroom door, looking for her husband. "Dean?" |
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[Apr. 9th, 2010|07:33 pm] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf, Bela Talbot-Winchester, and Princess.
What: Hanging out.
When: Friday afternoon.
Where: Bela's house.
Warnings: Doubtful, maybe some light swearing.
( Family visits! ) |
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[Mar. 1st, 2010|08:40 pm] |
Who: Sadako Yamamura and Bela Talbot-Winchester.
What: Sadako helping out.
When: Monday afternoon.
Where: Dean and Bela's house.
Warnings: Mild swearing, nothing else.
( Now she's a healer. ) |
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[Jan. 12th, 2010|09:25 pm] |
WHO: Bela, Lulu, maybe assorted cameos from Dean, Soren, Nathan Explosion, whomever
WHAT: Combination catching up and Time Away From Kids.
WHERE: Lyons, post-Dethklok concert.
WARNINGS: Not yet, will update if need be.
Bela stood backstage inside the auditorium in Lyons, clutching the invitation Lulu (and Soren, scribbling his name off to the side of it) had sent for her and Dean. She felt somewhat out of place at a phenomenon like a Dethklok concert - she'd only ever met Lulu's husband, and while he seemed nice enough, he was also strange. The other band members had merely stared at her before moving on.
Still, it had been awfully kind of Lulu to think of her. They'd simply had no time to talk recently, with the children and all the other assorted madness going on. Lulu had even suggested she bring Dean and make a weekend of it all. Her friend had such good ideas.
Now all she had to do was hope Lulu or Soren or someone she knew happened to notice her. And where was Dean, for that matter? |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2010|01:02 am] |
WHO: Bela and her son, both young and old
WHAT: Just hanging out
WHERE: Chez Winchester
WARNINGS: Don't think so.
Bela walked up the main staircase of the house, Small Robbie balanced on one hip. He was nearly seven months old now, and was beginning to show just how smart a child he really was. It had occurred to her to look in on the elder version. They'd seemed to miss each other for ages, forever being out when the other was in and vice-versa. And since Ceevee had appeared, well.
She re-balanced the baby, causing a quiet squeal, and knocked on her son's door. "Are you in?" she asked through the wood. |
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[Aug. 25th, 2009|01:54 am] |
WHO: Bela and Constantine
WHAT: Down the pub for a pint.
WHERE: Said pub.
WHEN: Slowtimed like the devil.
WARNINGS: Nah. Language maybe. Constantine's charm.
She'd set her son and his toys on the couch next to Dean, and made absolutely sure Dean didn't mind her nipping off to the pub to have a drink with another bloke. (She hadn't thought he would, but it never hurt to make certain, she figured.) Constantine amused her, which would likely horrify Robbie. The man was charming and rather funny, but it was really true what they said of old cons: they could always smell their own. He might have been charming, but it wasn't as if she trusted him.
He'd given her the name of the pub, and she pushed open the door, looking around for the familiar figure. |
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[Jul. 1st, 2009|01:28 am] |
WHO: Dean, Bela, Baby Robbie, possibly the elder Robbie
WHAT: Bringing the baby home
WHERE: Dean and Bela's new house
WHEN: Tuesday nightish
WARNINGS: Nah. Dean and Bela's brand of cute, maybe.
The new house was dark and still not one hundred percent ready, Bela noticed, but somehow she'd wanted to go there instead of the huge mansion. This house already felt theirs, and the bedrooms were ready. That was the important bit.
She walked, under her own power, toward the door, with her sleeping baby son in her arms. Everything still felt incredibly, disgustingly fragile, as if it would go up in smoke. I thought we were done with that feeling, she rebuked herself. This was, in fact, real. Robbie was, in fact, real.
Bela looked down at the baby again, smoothing his shock of dark hair, shifting him carefully so he lay against the rag on her shoulder. The more he slept, the better. |
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[Jun. 19th, 2009|11:07 pm] |
WHO: The twins and their parents, with possible interjection from Robbie
WHAT: Meetings!
WHERE: The big Winchester house - Dean & Bela are in the process of moving.
WHEN: Nowish, slow timed
WARNINGS: Winchester foul mouths. Talbot sarcasm.
Annie was standing on the doorstep of what was apparently her parents' house. At least, Uncle Sam had said it was his house, which meant it was still Daddy's. She turned to Dani and raised an eyebrow. "How do you wanna do this?" If Mom was still pregnant with Robbie, she didn't want to like, cause premature labor or something. That might not end well. |
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[May. 11th, 2009|10:23 pm] |
WHO: Bela and Dean
WHAT: Sonogram and affectionate bickering.
WHEN: Nowish.
WARNINGS: Nah.
Bela was waiting in the house's foyer for Dean to come down. Trousers were an integral accessory for going out, after all. And this was her first time going to the doctor - the first time seeing the baby. Grown Robbie notwithstanding.
"Dean?" she called up the staircase. "Have you misplaced your pants?" They would be late, at this rate. |
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[Apr. 28th, 2009|09:19 pm] |
Who: Bela and Soren
What: Beware of Bela bearing gifts?
Where: Chez Wolfpack
When: The day after baby!Soren arrives
Warnings: Nah
Bela stood nervously at the door, trying to remind herself this was Soren and she was being a git. Despite how lovely the house was and how out of practice she was at being social.
Still, this was Soren. They knew each other. She knocked on the door, hoping someone was home. |
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[Apr. 4th, 2009|11:00 pm] |
WHO: Bela and Lilo
WHAT: Meeting!
WHERE: Restaurant/tea shop
WHEN: Nowish, slow-time
WARNINGS: Nah. Bela/Lilo's foul mouths?
She'd woken up that morning with a silent mind, and instantly grabbed her husband. She'd demanded Dean pick a number between one and a million, and when she'd failed to guess it, tears had actually come to her eyes. She'd told him she was going out to the shops, just to enjoy the fact she could hear herself think. Now she was seated in a chip shop, eating a quick lunch (okay, so the waiter had looked at her oddly for asking for bangers and mash and cheesecake all at once, but she wasn't visibly pregnant yet). |
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[Feb. 1st, 2009|02:34 pm] |
WHO: Bela and Robbie
WHAT: Shooting away frustrations
WHERE: Local shooting range
WHEN: Before the Super Bowl party.
WARNINGS: None I could think of. Discussion of sex, maybe?
Bela had gotten to the shooting range before her son, readying her ammo in her personal weapon. Dean had threatened to hide her guns, but this one was staying with her. It had seen her through a lot.
The range was a bit out in the country, but the train had dropped her right off. She couldn't help but wonder how well she and Dean had taught Robbie to shoot. She'd almost have been happier if he was a complete novice at it, but he was a Winchester. She knew better. |
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[Dec. 16th, 2008|08:58 pm] |
Who: Soren and his "Aunt" Bela.
What: Hanging out around Chez Winchester.
When: Tuesday evening.
Where: Chez Winchester, London.
Warnings: Mild swearing, otherwise no.
( Visiting family, sort of. ) |
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[Nov. 29th, 2008|04:37 pm] |
Who: Robert Winchester, Dean Winchester, and Bela Talbot Winchester.
What: Surprise!
When: Saturday night (slowtimed like hell).
Where: Chez Winchester.
Warnings: Swearing.
( Hi again. ) |
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[Nov. 24th, 2008|11:08 pm] |
WHO: Dean/Bela
WHAT: Life-changing stuff.
WHERE: Chez Winchester
WHEN: Nowish (slow-time probably)
WARNINGS: Bela.
Bela heard the door open downstairs and someone taking the stairs what appeared to be six at a time. She buried her head under her pillow with a groan as the steps got louder, and hoped it was her husband. Anyone else she might shoot. Well, if she had a gun. "Let me die in peace, please." |
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[Nov. 6th, 2008|09:38 pm] |
WHO: Bela and Lulu
WHAT: Just talkin'. Bela is recovering from concussion and bored.
WHERE: Chez Winchester.
WHEN: Nowish
WARNINGS: Not really, discussion of boy parts?
Bela was bored. Dean had stayed home for a good long while, but she'd shooed him out eventually; any fool could tell he'd soon start clawing the walls. She'd been grateful for his company and said so, but he needed to move around and maybe there was someone else she could talk to.
On an impulse, she dialled Lulu's number, hoping she picked up and not any of the madmen Lulu lived with. Or had they moved? She couldn't recall. At any rate, she hoped Lulu would pick up. |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2008|02:18 pm] |
WHO: Dean/Bela
WHAT: Dean coming to check on his woman
WHERE: Chez Winchester
WHEN: Right after Bela's main-comm post
WARNINGS: Don't think so, will edit if it changes.
The window had shattered right on top of Bela with aim bordering on the possessed; were she conscious, she might have said that the thing on the other side of the salt line had broken it at exactly the point where one of the beams constructing the window would hit her in the head. However, Bela was unconscious, lying in a heap amidst a pile of broken glass and wood. Whatever had broken the window was nearby - noises could be heard - but the salt line at the window was holding fast. |
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[Oct. 4th, 2008|09:29 pm] |
WHO: Bela and Soren
WHAT: Just talkin' and playin' with the dog.
WHERE: Hyde Park.
WHEN: After Bela and Dean's honeymoon.
WARNINGS: Nah.
In a fit of madness, Bela had volunteered to walk Roxy while the boys were busy with various pursuits. She was married to Dean, after all; she figured she ought to make nice with the dog. She was only regretting it partly - Roxy was an active dog. Some might even say hyper. And her arm hurt.
Now, though, she spied a bench in the park, and flopped down on it. She sat on the long leash, watching Roxy explore and sniff things. She was a nice dog. Just ... mad. Like her owners. And it was nice here. |
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[Aug. 28th, 2008|10:52 pm] |
WHO: Dean/Bela
WHAT: Future talk.
WHEN: Not long after Bela and Soren meet. Backdated a bit.
WHERE: Chez Winchester
WARNINGS: Nah. Dean and Bela's particular brand of snark & cute?
After meeting Lulu's son, Bela couldn't quite hide the nerves. She headed right home with Dean's sandwich, banging in the door and looking around. "Dean?"
The house was silent, oddly enough, which mean he was either upstairs or in the garage. She headed down first, setting her purse on a side table before walking back outside. She wasn't really nervous, per se, but what if she'd understood Soren correctly? If she had ... well.
She had to talk to him about the wedding anyway. Everything was ready except, well, him. Or if he was, she needed to know.
She stuck her head out into the garage. "Dean, are you in here?" |
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[Aug. 25th, 2008|12:30 am] |
WHO: Bela Talbot and Soren Skwigelf
WHAT: Getting acquainted
WHERE: A deli near Chez Winchester.
WHEN: After Soren's talk with Henriette
WARNINGS: Nah
Bela leaned easily against the wall as she waited for the sandwiches she'd ordered. Dean was no doubt at home getting hungry - it wasn't as if they had no food in the house, but he'd looked at her with his unfair eyes. "Please, baby?" He'd wheedled. "You'll be there anyway. Sandwich sounds good. Pleeeease?"
She'd finally relented, especially after he'd let it slip that she had an Unfair Look too. She'd have to figure out what puppy-eyed stare she had that could melt him. Bugger.
At any rate, she was three down in line, so the wait would be a bit. Still, there were worse places she could be. Perhaps this place would cater their little wedding reception. There would only be about thirty people there; as weddings went, that wasn't huge. Ah, well. |
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[Jul. 30th, 2008|06:11 pm] |
WHO: Bela & Lulu
WHAT: Shopping
WHERE: The best lingerie shop in London. Hee.
WHEN: Backdated after Australia, before John went and got himself killed.
WARNINGS: Nah
When in doubt, go shopping. Bela had never quite forgotten that rule, and off she went. She'd grown rather fond of Agent Provocateur, and Dean would never complain if she came home with new things.
The interior was crowded, but not insane; Bela couldn't help but edge back toward the edge of the bridal section. But she didn't go in there. Not yet. |
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[Jul. 17th, 2008|10:30 pm] |
WHO: Dean/Bela
WHAT: Vacation
WHERE: Eventually, Australia
WHEN: This morning (slow-time)
WARNINGS: With these two, TBD
Bela made sure all her things were packed, slipping her swim suit on underneath her clothes. She hoped this went off - she'd waited for ages to simply spend time with her fiance. And they didn't even have to fly to do so.
She knocked on the bedroom door, having been let into the house, figuring she'd just yank a wrist and run if she absolutely had to. "Dean?" |
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[Jul. 4th, 2008|07:22 pm] |
WHO: Bela & Navi
WHAT: Finding wedding dresses.
WHERE: Harrod's.
WHEN: Today.
WARNINGS: Nah. Maybe some feminine sniping.
Bela was at the entrance to Harrod's not long after getting off her computer. She'd texted Dean saying she was going wedding dress shopping and she would pay for it, and not to argue with her. So far no response, though she expected him to fight it. Ah, well.
She stood near the door, sipping her coffee, looking around for the blonde woman. Navi? Bela had no idea whether she was small or tall, but hopefully she would recognize the face. |
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[Jun. 17th, 2008|07:46 pm] |
WHO: Dean/Bela
WHAT: Talking it out
WHERE: Bela's flat
WHEN: After Dean gets back from New York
WARNINGS: TBA. Maybe.
After reading Dean's last comment on the board, Bela headed straight for the shower. Her hair was combed, and she was dressed - she'd even tried to mask any lingering liquor smell with perfume. She figured whatever was about to happen, she could at least look the part. Whether he would take her back or dump her, at least she could look like a pretty woman. Now where the hell was he? |
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[Jun. 11th, 2008|07:29 pm] |
WHO: Bela & Anne
WHAT: Vacation
WHERE: Portkey to the tropics.
WHEN: During Reika's rampage.
Bela didn't have many summery sorts of clothes, but she managed an acceptable outfit. She didn't want to be weighted down, so she simply walked to the portkey with no luggage. She would stumble back to her flat if she needed clothes. Right now she needed to be free and easy and without thought.
She looked around for Anne, not sure whether they were meeting at the portkey or at the bar in Tahiti. She had her entire last pay cheque in her handbag, and she'd likely make more money during the course of the evening. Such an amount ought to get her sufficiently soused. It wasn't even that she wanted to get drunk, per se - she wanted to not think about anything. It was the quickest method. |
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[Jun. 9th, 2008|08:36 pm] |
WHO: Dean/Bela, with a possible interjection from Sam
WHERE: Dean's bedroom, Chez Winchester
WHAT: Relaxing Dean
WHEN: A few hours after Sam returns to himself.
WARNINGS: It's them, so probably.
Bela had gathered her provisions before heading over to Dean's. She felt a bit bad about disappearing, but she just ... it wouldn't have gone well. He would hopefully understand. Still, she stood on the doorstep and waited for someone to answer the door. Be it Sam, Dean, Anne or someone. They couldn't see what she had in the big bag slung over her shoulder, after all. |
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[Jun. 4th, 2008|09:54 pm] |
Who: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester and any family members who want in on this madness.
What: Toddler!Sammich is unleashed.
Where: Winchester Compound Mansion
Ratings: Schmoop factor, to be sure and a possible swear word.
( The Wheels on the Bus go round and round.... ) |
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[May. 26th, 2008|01:41 am] |
WHO: Dean/Bela
WHAT: Clearing some stuff up.
WHERE: Dean and Sam's place.
WARNINGS: Bela shows emotion. Read if you think your heart can take it!
As the car pulled up to Dean's driveway, Bela got out and headed for the door as fast as she could. Everyone seemed all right now, but she still felt tired. As if there would still be bombs overhead.
She opened the door to joyous barking, and had to chuckle. "Hello, Roxy. Where's your master?" |
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[May. 20th, 2008|02:41 pm] |
WHO: Dean, Bela, Anne and Sam if he wants
WHAT: Bela's a young widow with money, and people are jousting to marry her. Oh, and Anne is a princess allegedly getting married to some guy she's never met.
WHERE: Bela's castle. Yep, castle.
WHEN: Medieval day.
WARNINGS: Profanity and probably a lot of discussion of breasts.
Bela fairly shrieked as the closet where she'd been hiding had its door yanked open. She'd woken up in this time fairly content at first, seeing the servants and silks, and even appreciating how the high corset had made her figure look. But when she'd found out more - widow, jousting, marriage - well. Thank God-or-whatever for the journals. She wouldn't admit it, but it did her good to know Dean was on the way.
And, of course, Anne appeared to be right in her face. "Anne!" The other woman looked beautiful, but afraid. Probably just how Bela looked herself. |
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[May. 6th, 2008|08:39 pm] |
Who: Dean Winchester and Bela Talbot.
What: Dean retreats from his brother getting laid.
When: Tonight.
Where: Chez Bela.
Warnings: Yes. It's sex.
( Talkin' 'bout my babe. ) |
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[May. 2nd, 2008|09:34 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | antigone grace, bela talbot, brenda annn turner, candy quackenbush, dean winchester, henry townshend, link, lorna dane, moirae, sam winchester, skwisgaar skwigelf (post-dethklok), skwisgaar skwigelf (pre-dethklok), teague brennan, toki wartooth | ] |
What: Guitar Hero Party!
Who: Whoever you want to show up! Feel free to have your side logs, but this is the big one.
When: Tonight!
Where: The Winchester Mansion.
( Star Power! ) |
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[Apr. 18th, 2008|10:35 pm] |
WHO: Bela/Dean
WHAT: The Date. Mwahah.
WHERE: [Fancy restaurant] and likely Chez Winchester.
WHEN: After Sam gets out of the hospital
WARNINGS: In all likelihood.
Bela was wearing a dress she'd fallen in love with. Her hair was combed nicely. Her favourite necklace sat low around her neck. And she was going to a fine restaurant, with Dean Winchester. She had no reason to be nervous, but she was. Her heart was in her throat. Possibly literally.
Still. Alice was right. She had a lot to gain from this. And really very little to lose. The car just had to be there. |
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[Apr. 2nd, 2008|11:33 pm] |
WHO: Bela/Alice
WHAT: Drunken girls' night
WHERE: New York
WHEN: After Dean posts his manifesto
WARNINGS: Nah.
Bela managed to Portkey herself without any kind of mishap, thankfully, and now she was standing in front of a pub that looked like it belonged in a dusty Dublin alley. She'd take it.
Truthfully she was just tired. Weary. Angry at Dean. Bloody confused. Lonely? some part of her whispered. Feeling out of step. That mix, in her limited experience, called for alcohol. Now where was Alice? |
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[Mar. 26th, 2008|07:04 pm] |
WHO: Atton and Katya (the Exile) with small interjections from Bela
WHAT: Reunion, despite Atton's drunkenness.
WHERE: Atton's shop.
WHEN: Today, after Atton's whisky bender
WARNINGS: Cute?
Katya stood in front of the shop, her heart in her throat - quite possibly literally. She'd looked on the website after someone from the tourist bureau had handed her an information packet, but it hadn't made any sense. All she'd been able to see was Atton Rand, Proprietor in the list of businesses. Atton.
This was some strange alternate world, she could tell that ... but if she could have Atton, it might not matter.
She swallowed, pushing the door open. It was strange enough that the door didn't open on its own. It was an old-ish place, full of bookshelves with the old style of books everywhere. Things were on trays and the floor - things she couldn't begin to guess at, let alone determine their use.
There was a blondish girl, maybe her own age, sitting behind the counter. Her voice sounded weak as she opened her mouth. "Um ... excuse me. Is Atton Rand in?" |
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[Mar. 20th, 2008|11:21 pm] |
WHO: Dean/Bela
WHAT: Dean "owes" Bela. Bela collects.
WHEN: After Dean & God's little afternoon.
WHERE: Bela (and Alice's) place
WARNINGS: It's Dean and Bela. Language and sex.
After they'd worked out the details, Bela had to pick up the flat. Sure, she was a girl again, but damned if there were some things in her life she had no interest in showing to Dean Winchester. The books she was reading. The journal she'd idly started to keep (Okay, one entry still meant it was a journal). She ducked into the closet and put on different underthings (she wouldn't have wanted to wear granny-sized knickers for any man). He would likely be over soon. Good thing mad Alice wasn't home. |
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[Mar. 16th, 2008|01:27 pm] |
Who: Bela and Che
What: Coffee and a good old fashioned girl's day out
Where: Over there ->
Why: Because they need to talk
When: somewhere after genderswap and before St. Pat's day weekend
Rating: nothing to worry about yet, will update if that changes
Che was waiting, perched at one of the small tables near the window, they'd decided that it would be easier to meet at one of the little cafes and move on from there, if they were so inclined. Che was being her usual somewhat bouncy self as she waited, her frilly cream-and-sugar coffee drink held between both hands, hair almost-tamed by a knotted headscarf, just watching passersby and waiting for Bela. |
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[Mar. 10th, 2008|01:47 am] |
WHO: Bela & Alice
WHAT: Girl talk
WHERE: Eventually, Alice's house
WHEN: After Alice & Kon-El's first log, before Alice & Kon-El's second log.
WARNINGS: Not really. Maybe discussions of NSFW things.
Bela picked up the phone and rang Alice. She was nearly packed up, which was depressing, but she'd promised to lunch with the other girl today. She couldn't find a new flat anyway.
At least she had her bits back. She felt a bit bad for Dean, obviously; he seemed so upset, but what else could she do? She had her own problems.
The phone rang once more, and she heard the other woman pick up. "Alice? It's Bela." |
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