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her past was too bleak to think of .
and her future too terrible
to contemplate .
she was the broken blossom
of the present tense .
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the case off the missing pants has been solved, bela talbot found guilty.
now how about the case of what a pretty gal like you is doinโ in a place like this ?
belaโs eyes sparkle with amusement
as she takes the cup he offered,
tilting it slightly before bringing it
to her brims.
" ah, dean winchester needs a drink
because i paid him a compliment..
i must be losing my touch,"
she teases, her tone laced with
irony.
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โwow โ bela talbot thinks iโm
admirable... now i dอeอfอiอnอiอtอeอlอy need
a drink.โ he follows his words with
an almost playful wink, the kind of
energy not often seen between the two.
he unscrews the whiskey and pours a
shots worth into each cup before returning โ
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this game, i prefer to have ( all ) the
cards on the table before we even
leave the room.. but if you're feeling
bold... " she shrugs lightly, clinking
her cup lightly against his, a faint
smirk on her lips.
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@pawnoflucifer " look at you, " she adds with a soft chuckle, noticing his frustration. " youโre letting this ( old thing ) get the best of you. maybe you shouldโve let me touch something after all.. "
she leans against the panel, closer now.
bela stood in the dim red glow, her lips curling into a sly smile as she watched samโs frustration mount. she adjusted the sleeve of her tailored jacket, the epitome of composure despite the circumstances.
" well, samuel, darling, youโre not exactly my first choice either.
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@pawnoflucifer briefly lingering on the malfunctioning panel before settling back on him. " but i suppose being stuck here has its perks. at least Iโm in... ( interesting ) company. "
her tone is playful, but there was a flicker of something else behind her eyesโsomething curious.
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