Freedom Arms | Saturday

[fearisdeath]

Work hadn't been much of a priority for Bellamy lately. With Clarke leaving, he'd stepped up his attempts to get home and had failed every single time. She'd left and she'd left him behind and wasn't that how it always went? He didn't have Octavia and now he didn't have his one connection to his home

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[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle was on a visit in Fandom mostly due to an episode of boredom. Also because she was trying not to act upon every whim she had pertaining going to Idris. She didn't want to abuse her privileges and get banned, after all.

No telling how long that bit of self-restraint would hold. She could get very bored very quickly.

Point was, she was in Fandom. And, on another type of whim, she entered this particular establishment. And one of her eyebrows arched up when she saw who was behind the counter. "Oh, it's you. The island still hasn't let you go?"

[fearisdeath]

Bellamy looked up, rolled his eyes and looked right back down. "Your observational skills are astounding. Congratulations, you win a prize."

[seveninchmotto]

"I was trying to be sympathetic." Not very hard, but the thought had been there! Hands in the pockets of her stylish coat, she walked further in. "I'll take a prize, though."

[fearisdeath]

"Sorry, I'm all out of prizes," he said, sighing. "What can I help you with? Come here for a weapon or for my charming company?"

[goodforsix]

It had been a while since Isabela had seen Bellamy, what with the staying indoors to avoid the cold, but given her luck the other day, she'd ventured out again and what did you know, here was Bellamy! At his place of employment! Fancy that!

"How's life treating you, sweet thing," she asked for the doorway. Inside the doorway, because cold.

[fearisdeath]

"Terribly," he said though he forced some fake cheer into his voice. "But, that's usually how it goes for me."

[goodforsix]

"Poor dear," she said, coming over to the counter and leaning forwards on her elbows. "Anything I can do to help?"

Look, she wasn't the kind of girl who did either side of the emotional comfort thing well, she knew her limitations. Distractions from your troubles? That she could do.

[fearisdeath]

Bellamy snickered and closed his magazine so he could give her his attention more fully.

"You're here and that's a good enough distraction for me right now," he told her. "What's been going on with you?"