Bela Talbot

Things begin, then those things, they seem to end. Somewhere on that spectrum, I fell, but I can't see me anymore. [SPN #RP. 21+]

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

🍓Bela Talbot.

Resurrected.

No memory of her previous life, just memories of death and hell.

Dark, dangerous, kind of on the cusp of insanity sometimes.

SPN RP.

AU sort of.

Literate/descriptive.

Will SL.

Mature Content.

Ships w/ chemistry.

RT, please?!

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@demonicRubi @BeatTheDevil_ || Will do! Thank you much, lovely! :)

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@demonicRubi || This sounds divine! Are you still accepting players? Very interested.

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

|| Writer gets into the plot so much that sometimes she feels bad at how much spam she's sending out in replies.

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@DemonHacker_ - I do know that when I'm up here things feel simple, secure.

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@DemonHacker_ - Maybe I do know. Maybe I'm crazy. Or maybe I'm not worth anything and this is my residential nightmare. [Breaking to breathe in, the young woman closes her eyes, letting them open. They're glazed over with tears that she immediately conceals, but her wobbly voice betrays her] -

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@DemonHacker_ - their destination. It'd be tricky with two people, a guy that's taller than any human she's seen before, but she's sure they'd manage. Her voice is quiet, she steps out in front of him, gently dropping his hand, voice whispering] Can you walk up a few flights of stairs, Sam?

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@DemonHacker_ - door is in sight, glass window gleaming under the overhead beams of light. Bela tugs the taller man as fast as she can move to that door, yanking it open and pulling him to the side to make sure the coast is clear. The stairwell is quiet, too bright, rows of stairs leading to -

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@WinglessSoldier || Open to RP'ing? I always ask before jumping in. 🙉

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@DemonHacker_ - someone who doesn't make her crave quiet death, to leave]

[Bela Talbot @ATaleOfTalbot]

@DemonHacker_ - than she has in months. Her hand shakily outstretches to him, her knuckles raw from her scratching at herself in her attempts at sleep. She eyes the cuts warily but forces herself to keep her offered hand, hoping he will take it. She doesn't want someone she apparently knows, -