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[poisonwine]

Belle woke earlier than usual. Which was odd, really, since she woke up pretty early most days, anyway. But she'd heard something. . .

Shaking her head, Belle slid out of bed and went to get a drink of water. As she passed the chair where she usually put her clothing for the next day her hand passed over it totally not to grab a knife at all.

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[1st_starfighter]

Alex, hearing her sounds and waking, padded out. Seeing her so, he shifted, eyes darting around.

"What is it?"

[poisonwine]

Belle frowned, handing him the business card. "I have no idea, ange."

The corset was give a discreet poke. "I t'in' it's a joke, mebe?"

[1st_starfighter]

He blinked at it, then blinked at her, then shook his head.

"No... somehow, this reminds me of Milliways magic."

He flicked it.

"I wonder where the Sin is... and... hmmmm. You going to take the job?"

[poisonwine]

Belle sat down, blinking. "I dunno. I mean, would it bother y'?"

She shook her head. There was no way she would do anything that would hurt him.