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 Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 4:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 5:05 pm
"Don't worry. I won't be here. I make enough money to have a real house, unlike you." The man replied, looking again at Bela with a bored look on his face. How could Keith stand those people all the time, he had to wonder. He sigh once again and walked next to Bela. Not that he wanted to walk with her, but there was only one way to the front door.... "Good bye, ma'am." Like if he was going to call her a miss. On that, he walked out of the front door and made his way to the house. He still had cleaning to do. Keith could have at least had the decency to destroy's someone else house...
//exit Kim//
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Zemblanity Insomnia Captain
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Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2011 9:13 pm
She ignored him the rest of the time they were together, if only because there was one way out of the Inn and they had to walk side by side. Even when he said goodbye, she simply stuck her chin up and turned her head away. The movement had been so sharp that if he stood any closer, she'd have slapped his face with her long hair. But, alas, it was not to be. As he made for the exit, she instead went to check her mailbox again. There was something else in there, but her hands and thoughts were much too busy with the parcel to stop and even consider taking the little letter. What else could it be than some admirer? Telling her how much he wished to run his tongue about her body or whatever. In fact, she read all of them. It was such an ego booster like you wouldn't even believe!
Once she got the letter, it was rather hard to get Holly to shut up. And the fact that b***h had made a cute little face at Holly send her completely nuts was an understatement. Too bad Bela had tuned her out and missed Holly's offer to use the wolf pup as a sacrifice to her Lord and Savior, Satan. She'd gladly give it to her, but she had promptly flipped the girl off and kept walking. They weren't on the best of terms since last time Xeiro had dropped her off... naked... ah, Xeiro. Wouldn't he be glad to know that Keith wouldn't be able to bother them now? Oh, that made her feel bad. With a sigh, she adjusted b***h into a more comfortable position again so she could read the letter. The small pup whined, but she'd just put him/her in a more comfortable position when she finished reading the letter! It's not her fault Gaston was an idiot and didn't give her a leash!
Bela had taken some steps out of the establishment as she read, coming to an abrupt stop aftera moment. Finding this letter to be slightly disturbing. There was something strange about it, like... just something didn't feel right. Of course, she had been given letters like this one before. But, it's not like the person ever followed through! This was just to freak her out or some s**t. Maybe it was Vlad, he seemed capable of orchestrating this. Anonymous, huh? Maybe it had been Xeiro, too. Ah, that could be exciting! Oh how she longed to see him again, it'd been since the Goddess Festival since she last saw him! She needed her Sexy Baker fix! After reading it a few more times, she simply folded it up and put it away. Xeiro, however, was quickly discarded from the list. Was he even that good at rhyming or poetry? No, she didn't think so. It HAD to be Vlad, hands down. If it hadn't been that the General Store was the other way from the Bar, she would have gone. And if Bela had known about it, she could have left the pup to Dante. But noo, she didn't.
With a sigh, she finally readjusted b***h a final time into a more comfortable position for both of them for walking. Now she just hoped the pup had no need for #1 or #2!
[Exit Bela]
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 4:45 am
 ~Takes place in Mid-Fall? o-o ~
She should have done this sooner. It was just a stripper and a *****. But, it could have been someone else. It could still be someone else. Yet, Romane hadn't rushed straight to investigating once she left Dante to Rachel. She had went to the station to get herself some coffee, think over what this could mean, and then went to the inn room. She took her time walking up the stairs, finding a maid to ask for a set of keys, and then locating the right room – unusual for a driven woman like Romane, but, this was Bela. She had yet to meet the woman, truly, but her opinion of her was perhaps stronger than of anyone else on the island. Disgusting. The dirt was more enjoyable to be around than such a whore as that. She could probably count hundreds of others more important than Bela James, but none that was below. So, it had made sense that she didn't put her as a very high priority – Vladimir's disappearance was perhaps the only thing that had her going one the same day rather than tomorrow. There was always a mountain of paperwork to get done between Rachel and herself, so it wasn't like there wasn't anything else to do.
But, when she reached the room and found it unlocked, opened the door to take a look inside the trashed room, she found that she had made a mistake. It didn't look good in the least. The idea that this could have been any other inn room, any other resident of the inn, hit her the moment she stepped in and guilt came immediately. How she could judge a crime based on it's victims or how she had thought that a personal agenda could possibly be important to her job was beyond her. It wasn't doing her duty to pick and choose who was worth it and, perhaps, this sort of result wouldn't have happened if she had decided that Aniela Vanni was just as much of a citizen as any other. It seemed to be a bit odd that only seeing a messy room could make her realize something like that, but it wasn't just the room. It was the boat accident, the stabbing, the statistics that Nirvani now had ruining the police forces reputation that had built up until just then. The unlocked door and lack of one stripper inside the room was just going to be another number that she had caused through neglect.
Romane pursed her lips before taking a step inside, allowing the door to position itself behind her while she stepped over clothes, papers, and – ugh. She grimaced at the kitchen. Milk left on the counter, food laying out, and the small refrigerator simply hanging open. What kind of slob left their home like this?! ..Well, said slob was Conor, but Romane didn't know that the mess, which struck her as the sight of a large, violent struggle throughout the room combined with a negligent hussy, was actually one teenage boy charging through and pausing for a quick snack. Ah, coincidences. Romane spent maybe a few more minutes looking over the scene, trying to locate blood or anything that could have indicated what had went on in a quick glance, but it all seemed too.. random for it to mean anything. There wasn't a break in, which meant she would have had to let the perpetrator in herself.. Which would fit Vladimir, as they had left for a one night stand, but there wasn't anywhere he could take her.. She couldn't possibly figure this out standing in the room, so, she had left back to the drawing board to figure out just where Vladimir could hide one stripper and blue-blooded woman. Yep, Vlad just went from 'victim' to 'suspect' again in an instant. Ah, this investigation was hardly getting anywhere in hindsight.
~End Day/Exit Romane~
((>.> Crappy, but, eh, had to get done.))
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High-functioning Marshmallow
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2011 10:17 am
 ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ - Carnation - ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The best was for last! Bela had been through a really hectic year, and she'd manage it very well, so the little fairy was proud of her. She poofed her way into the room and stopped at the bedside table to drop off the prettiest running shoes ever. For this she had actually asked around to fit her tastes! Well sorta... maybe she could decorate the room with it... She didn't know. Under them was a red envelope with Bela James written on top and a letter inside written in neat handwriting. Saved the best for last~ Ah Bela. It’s been a heck of a year for you, but you know what? You’re strong! Fairy strong! You got back up after that horrible thing… and way before that you were doing great! Hehe, even with that muscle guy~ You even visited me! Or was it after-No you did! I remember~ I hope you like the shoes, it was tough to figure out a type of shoe you’d like… If not well… hot springs? They make everyone feel good~With Bela's gift placed and done Carnation was, well done for this year! With a pat on the shoes the fairy poofed her way out and headed to her shrine~
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