Comments | demonbelthazor: Suite 518/520, Monday morning

demonbelthazor

Suite 518/520, Monday morning

Apr 09, 2007 07:44

Despite not having class until fourth period, Bel was up earlier, waiting for Isabel to come by. He'd fed the cats, made breakfast, and was now lounging on the couch, flipping through the channels on the TV until he found Enchanted reruns. The fact that it was the vampire episode didn't influence his decision to stay on that channel, not at all ( Read more... )

alanna, cosmic taxi service, isabel, faithful, 518/520

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izzyalienqueen April 9 2007, 12:51:51 UTC

Fighting an incredible desire to just call the whole trip off, Isabel knocked on the door.

demonbelthazor April 9 2007, 12:53:28 UTC

Bel got up and walked over to the door. "Hey, come on in," he greeted Isabel as he opened it.

izzyalienqueen April 9 2007, 12:59:39 UTC

"Thanks, and thanks for doing this," she said. "I don't think I could deal with sitting on a plane for hours waiting to get there. Plus they'd want me to stay longer. How are you doing? How's Phoebe?"

demonbelthazor April 9 2007, 13:03:15 UTC

"No problem," Bel said. "I'm glad I can help again."

He glanced toward the closed bedroom door. "I'm trying to convince Phoebe to go to class this morning, but I'm not having any luck so far," he said. "She just wants to hide in our room."

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threeweapons April 9 2007, 18:28:17 UTC

Alanna knocked on the door, Faithful perched on her shoulder.

demonbelthazor April 9 2007, 18:31:49 UTC

Bel had just returned from shimmering Isabel to Roswell when he heard the knock at the door. "Hey," he said, answering. "What's up?" Seraphim and Valkyrie materialized at his feet, mewing at Faithful.

threeweapons April 9 2007, 18:35:49 UTC

Alanna smiled sweetly and reached over to slap Bel. Faithful ignored all the commotion and meowed his greetings to the two cats.

demonbelthazor April 9 2007, 18:57:49 UTC

"Hey!" Bel said, rubbing his cheek. "What was that for?"

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ismyhairout April 10 2007, 00:57:25 UTC

One of the tumbleweeds that was rolling around town chose the face-slapping incident as the time to roll on by past Bel's door. It stopped for a moment, mentally shrugged and kept going.

demonbelthazor April 10 2007, 01:12:21 UTC

Bel caught the movement of the tumbleweed out of the corner of his eye. He glanced down the hall, almost expecting to see a pair of cowboys facing off. But he didn't, so he shrugged, and went back to sulking at Alanna.