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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 3:56 pm
sαяαвєℓℓє ғαє σ'םєαя 
Belle worked until her shift was over, leaving when everyone else left and waving to her co-workers as they headed to their cars. She then shoved her hands deep in her pockets and walked quickly home in the dark. When she got home, she unlocked her door and stepped in, shutting in behind her. It was usually very quiet, other than Nikki's barking, when she came home, but this time the house was flooded with music that seemed to be coming from upstairs. Giggling a little at Nikita came running up to her, barking a greeting and rubbing up against her leg. Belle pet her on the head before taking off her coat and hanging it on the coat rack by the door.
She then made her way up the stairs, Nikita running past her and practically tackling Daren as she ran into the room, licking his face. Belle walked in and leaned against the door frame watching and giggling a little. Nikita stopped licking Daren's face and sat on the ground in front of him for a moment before walking right out the door, past both of them to go look for a toy or something to play with. Or maybe she'd even take a nap. Belle watched as Nikki watched away for a moment than returned her attention to Daren, a wide smile on her lips. "Having fun?" she asked with a giggle, referring to the music and the fact that he had been singing along. Nikki jumping on him had kept her from noticing that he was working on a drawing.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 4:26 pm
DarenDaren had wound up getting mighty hot in the house, and he didn't know where her thermostat was. for that, he just took off his shirt. He rushed to get it the beater back on when he heard the door open. No way could she see the bullet wounds. There was no way to explain how he lived after that-- because he didn't. He was suddenly jumped by Nikki though, and he shouted in surprise. "N-Nikki, get off!" He cried though his laughter. He managed to get his sketchpad on the bed for safety. Unfortunately, his laughing allowed for Nikita to lick him in the mouth. "Oh gross!" He exclaimed when he was free. He made little spitting sounds and wiped his mouth. "Dog food breath too," He muttered, still laughing a little. He blushed when he saw SaraBelle. "O-oh. Well, yeah. Nikita is pretty entertaining," He confirmed. "I got the room cleared out for you," He said, looking down. He seemed kind of embarrassed. It was then that he noticed the sketchpad was open and he went to close it. The drawing wasn't anything bad. It was just personal. It was him as a wounded soldier turning into an angel. Pretty much the last moment of him being human and the first of his afterlife. It wasn't something he'd just show off, ya know? He stretched and scratched his stomach, which started to growl. Once again, he blushed.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 4:49 pm
sαяαвєℓℓє ғαє σ'םєαя
Belle laughed at Daren's response to be "attacked" by Nikki, giggling a bit. She'd been jumped like that many times by her over-excited pup, so she knew how that went. It was nice to see how much Nikita liked him though, she usually had a pretty way sense of people and would even occasionally growl at those that she didn't like. And those people ended up being the bad ones most of the time. Belle hadn't really even noticed Daren had his shirt off at first, since Nikki was tackling him excitedly. When she did however, she kind of gasped a little bit seeing the scars on his chest and walked over to him quickly, reaching out to touch the scars, but stopping herself shortly in front of him, wrapping her arms around her body.
"How did you get those?" she asked quietly, looking at him with concern in her eyes. She looked very tired, since she'd been up for over twelve hours, working almost the entire time. His scars kind of looked like they had resulted from bullets though and she could tell they weren't old scars. They actually looked fairly recent. "Are they from being in the military?" she asked quietly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 5:07 pm
DarenDaren chuckled a bit, wiping his mouth again for good measure. He was glad Nikki like him. Living in a house with a dog that didn't like him would be pretty bad. He blinked when Belle walked over to him, looking at his scars. He backed up before she could touch them, even if she had stopped herself. "Um... yeah..." He said absently, running a hand over them. "I was a prisoner of war... got pretty nasty. But I got out of that and the military," he said, for once able to tell the truth. He huffed. "Everyone that sees them wonders how I'm alive, really. But none of them hit my heart or anything," He said. One was extremely close though. He had wound up dying pretty slowly. It wasn't a good memory for him at all. None of the memories of war were. "Lemme tell you. Americans are stubborn, greedy bastards. Enemy wants money that we can afford to give. That was all. I wouldn't have been shot at all if they wouldn't have refused. But two of my comrades died right next to me, and I almost did, because our soldiers wouldn't give up a few thousand dollars. Granted, the beatings wouldn't have been avoided, but still," He said bitterly, obviously reliving the events. He shook his head a bit and went over to his bag. "Any way, I uh... need to unpack. You need sleep too. So how about I fix you dinner and you go nap?" He suggested. Now he just wanted alone time. He hated thinking about that prison, and it was written all over his face.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 5:29 pm
sαяαвєℓℓє ғαє σ'םєαя
Belle realized immediately she had overstepped the boundaries by asking or even acknowledging his scars, but she couldn't take it back then, so she stood there feeling guilty for bringing it up as he spoke. She listened carefully as he told her about the wounds and a brief look into the war that broke her heart to hear. "I'm sorry I brought it up." she said very gently, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. When he suggested making dinner, she shrugged her shoulder a bit, trying to wipe the guilty look from her face as she smiled a bit at him. She hadn't meant to make him relive bad memories, she just saw the scars and couldn't help but worry and feel curious at the same time. Moving past it however, she smiled at him and said "It's already 9:30, I'll just make dinner and than go to sleep when we're done eating."
She smiled a bit and asked "You like chicken? I have some baked chicken in the freezer I can heat up." She walked to the doorway and stopped there, waiting for his response. When she got a response from him, she headed downstairs and popped the baked chicken from the freezer into the oven. Once it was in, she let Nikita out to do her business. Once she was done, Belle let her back inside again and sat down at the table and opened her laptop she had set there earlier. She went to check her e-mail as the chicken heated up, letting her hair out of the ponytail and running a hand through it tiredly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 5:53 pm
DarenDaren was taking out his clothes and putting them in the drawer. He was absently humming a song to himself. He looked back at his roommate. "Oh yeah. I like chicken," He told her with a grin. He then looked away and turned back on his music, but on a lower volume. It kept things really calm for him, it would seem. He folded up his jeans and put them in the top drawer, then his underwear and socks in the one below that. The beaters got their own drawer and the last got his over shirts. Everything was in order. Finally his house keeping was done, and he went back to working on that sketch of his.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 6:16 pm
sαяαвєℓℓє ғαє σ'םєαя
Belle checked her e-mail, reading over a few from shelter volunteers and deleting the spam mail. She wrote out replies to the important e-mails and sent them, closing her e-mail when she was finished. She glanced over at the oven to see how much time was left, about ten minutes. She then crossed her arms on the table and rested her head on her arms, just wanting to close her eyes for a minute while she waited. Ten minutes later, she was sleeping with her head down on the kitchen table and the oven was beeping noisily to alert her that the food was done cooking, but she was so exhausted that she didn't even hear it.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:07 pm
DarenDaren worked hard on his first drawing for the remained ten minutes. When he heard the beeping, he sat down the sketchpad before going into the kitchen. He turned off the oven calmly before putting on an ovenmitt and taking the chicken out. His stomach growled in anticipation. But first he needed to wake SaraBelle. She looked so peaceful, though. It made a soft smile come to his face. He jumped when he heard a voice from his room. He looked in to see the angel from the other night, feathery wings out and everything. He facepalmed. "Jerome. You cannot. Have those. Out here," He said in an exasperated tone. "And would you stop just appearing where ever you like? You get me found out and I'll never get back in," He said, frowning and shutting his door. The angel bit his lip and pulled his wings in. "Listen. There's a demon. So you've been assigned another little assignment. Get him out," He informed Daren. His eyes went to the door. "You picked a good human, by the way. Good soul. You'll have her saved in no time," He said with a smirk. he frowned at the sad look in Daren's eyes. "You don't want to save her?" He asked. "What?! That's not what I mean!" Daren exclaimed. "Of course I wanna help her. It's just... what if I'm not ready to go back yet?" He asked, crossing his arms. "I got kicked out of Heaven for breaking rules. How can I just go back? I'm not ready for all the rules again, Jerome," He said quietly. "And, ya know. She's really nice," He murmured, biting his lip. "and I like her dog," he added stubbornly. Jerome narrowed her eyes. "Daren. Lemme tell you something. You're not really human, okay? You were shot down and killed!" He shouted. "You're dead, she's not. You're only here temporarily. You're gonna get your wings then come home. Got it? Then you'll be a guardian again. Who knows. You might even be her guardian, Daren," He told his friend. "But orders are orders. You're a fallen right now. you don't have the right to make your own rules," He concluded.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:16 pm
sαяαвєℓℓє ғαє σ'םєαя
Belle remained asleep against the table even while Daren turned off the oven and got the chicken out. It was lucky he was there to do so, or she could have set her house on fire or something. She normally wasn't careless like this, it had just been a tough week so far. Nikki lay on the floor next to Belle, but when she smelled the chicken, she went over to stand in front of the oven after Daren took it out, staring at the chicken with hungry eyes. She wouldn't dare take it, but she still sat there whining a bit. When shouting came from upstairs though, Nikita ran upstairs and stood outside of Daren's bedroom door, since it was closed, howling and barking at the door, wanting to know why there was yelling.
This woke Belle up and groggily, she lifted her head from the table, rubbing her eyes. "Crap, I fell asleep..." she muttered under her breath, looking over to see Daren had removed the chicken from the oven and turned it off. She smiled a bit, but then remembered what had woken her up and hurried up the stairs, seeing Nikita planted in front of Daren's door, howling. When Nikki saw Belle, she stopped barking and ran over to her, pushing her hand with her nose. Belle walked over to the door and knocked before turning the knob and opening the door. "Everything alright in here?" she asked, a bit groggily, as she pushed open the door to Daren's room.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:33 pm
DarenDaren was growling at Jerome, who vanished as soon as the door started to open. "Damn angel," He growled. He looked over at SaraBelle and swallowed. "Um... Yeah," He said quietly. "So," he began, his mood turning chipper, "how about that chicken?" He gently led her out of the room, hoping she wouldn't question anything else. His stomach growled again, as if demanding to know why he had kept it waiting. "You know... um..." He said, trying to get a decent conversation started. "How was work?" He finally settled on asking, his face turning red. He wasn't trying to make it obvious that nothing was currently alright, but his mind was bouncing in every direction.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 7:43 pm
sαяαвєℓℓє ғαє σ'םєαя
As Belle stepped into the room, Nikita followed, sniffing around the room intently. She obviously knew that someone else had been there by how intently she was sniffing around, but lucky for Daren, Belle was too tired to really take notice. She followed Daren out of the door and down stairs, listening to him talk. He seemed a little off and his face was all red, but she couldn't for the life of her figure out why. Walking over to the oven, she cut the chicken in half and placed it on two plates, giving him the bigger half since she really wasn't all that hungry. "I don't know what was going on up there, but whatever, Nikki stopped howling so it's fine." she said kind of absent-mindedly, running a hand through her hair as she sat at the table with her chicken, cutting it up in pieces.
"Um, work was pretty boring, same as usual. No really rude or really nice costumers." she said tiredly, taking a bite of her chicken and looking over at him. "Looks like cleaning out the spare room went well?" she questioned, eating another bite of her chicken and leaning back in her chair. Nikita was still upstairs sniffing around in Daren's bedroom.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:01 pm
DarenDaren felt relief wash over him when he saw how tired she was. He sighed a bit and cut his own half of chicken into another half and went on from there. "Boring work, huh? Maybe I should come back in," he said with a snicker. "When I was there, you had a rude and lovely, not to mention incredibly handsome customer to keep you busy," He replied playfully, snickering a bit before taking a bite of his chicken. He seemed pleased by it. He nodded at her next comment. "Yeah. Cleaning went really smoothly. Tomorrow morning I'll put up the boxes down stairs before going job hunting. How's that sound?" He asked. He blinked when he realized Nikita was still upstairs. If she blew his cover, he'd be pretty mad. He sighed heavily and started to eat a bit quicker. Lucky for Daren, angels didn't have much of a scent. However, there were feathers on the ground from where Jerome had pulled his wings in. Daren hadn't noticed those. If he had, they wouldn't be on his floor. He could have tried to play them off as something that fell out of his pack, but they weren't normal feathers. They were softer and whiter. They almost seemed to glow. It wasn't easy to explain his current situation. Something told him Belle wouldn't take kindly to his lying. He sighed quietly and stared at his plate.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:16 pm
sαяαвєℓℓє ғαє σ'םєαя
Belle ate her chicken as her and Daren talked, thinking it was nice to have some company for once. She had her friends over every once in a while, but she was so busy that most nights were spent alone. When he said he should come by again, calling himself incredibly handsome, Belle giggled a little and blushed slightly. He was definitely handsome, she couldn't help but deny that, it was just funny to hear him talk about himself like that. She liked the way he joked around, it was a nice change a pace. "Oh, I do remember that particularly handsome customer, maybe he'll come back sometime... but you should visit too." she countered with a big grin on her face, giggling more. She settled down after a minute and took another bite of chicken, a little more awake now and smiling contently.
"Good to hear, and ya, I'll help you move them. I nanny tomorrow, so I don't start until around eleven, we could move the boxes downstairs in the morning and go talk to the gym owner too before that." she said, planning on the next day in her head. She sometimes forgot that most people didn't get up as early as her every morning, so getting all of that done, plus the run she had planned, before eleven didn't seem so bad. Just as she popped another bite of chicken in her mouth, Nikita came bounding down the stairs with something in her mouth. She proudly came over to the table and sat between Daren and Belle, nudging Belle with her nose and proudly displaying the feather in her mouth. Belle reached down and took it from Nikita's mouth, looking at the feather curiously. "Woah, this is a weird feather. You ever seen anything like this?" she asked Daren, studying the feather curiously and running it through her fingers. Nikita just sat on the floor waging her tail happily, quite proud of herself.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:41 pm
DarenDaren smirked. He was happy that she could joke back. "I'm gonna have to give that guy a talking to. You're my waitress after all," He said with a smirk. "But I promise to come around more. He ate a bit more with a content sigh. He then shook his head. "Whoa, whoa!" He exclaimed, holding up his hands. "Listen here, Mrs. Busy-Bee. You will help me with no such thing. You can do your morning routine, but then you're gonna sleep until eleven," He told her in a firm voice. "While I'm here, you aren't gonna be dead tired at nine o'clock," He informed her, eating another piece of chicken. "I can handle carrying a few boxes and going to the gym," He informed her. Daren choked on his piece of chicken when he saw the feathers in Nikita's mouth. He shot her a look. "There just feathers.. right?" He asked, going to take them from her. Damn you, Jerome, He cursed in his head. "Are they trying to blow my cover?" He asked himself in a deadly quiet voice. "Looks like just.. really white feathers to me. Maybe they fell out of a box or my bag," He told her with a shrug. He didn't want to look too interested.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:51 pm
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Belle giggled a bit more when Daren said he was going to have to give this guy a talking to, saying she was his waitress. She couldn't help but grin at him before taking another bite of her chicken. She smiled when he said he'd come around more, nodding a bit. She was glad he would, she liked him around since he was easy to talk to and always seemed to be making jokes. When he suddenly threw up his hands and said she wasn't going to be helping him with the boxes, she grinned and a mischievous glimmer appeared in her eyes. "Oh, well, we'll see about that." she said with a laugh and a grin. If she was set on doing something, no one was going to make her budge on that, and she was set on helping him move those boxes down to the basement. She was sure she would be awake before he got up, so she had no doubt she was going to get her way with this. She was at least going to go to the gym with him, even if he beat her to the moving boxes thing.
When he said it was just a feather, not really expressing much interest in it, she chewed her lip for a moment, inspecting it and running her fingers over it again. "It's so soft though. Hm." she said gently, placing the feather down next to her plate and fully intending to keep it. She didn't know where it came from or what it was, but she liked it. She then finished off her chicken and stood up, walking over to the sink. It was ten o'clock now and she was completely exhausted. She hated being this tired this early in the day, but all that school work last night and lack of sleep had really worn her out. She rinsed her plate off in the sink and put it in the dishwasher before returning to the table, saying "Let me get that." and moving to grab his empty plate and clean it up.
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