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Favorite Female Character ➤ Bela Talbot

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Dean referring to Bela as “Bitch”.

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Broken Bela | Bela & Dean

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    ”Challenge?” He said with a raised eyebrow as he drank his drink slowly, “I don’t see how there’s any challenge in what you do except maybe pretending to be decent right before you steal what a hunter has”. He looked at her before licking his lips. He didn’t see any point to it. The things she took could save hunters’ lives, they could do good, and she always found a way to sell it to the first asshat with a fat stack.

    He looked down at his glass, swirling the alcohol slowly before bringing it to his lips again. “What happened?” He said finally, letting the whiskey burn down his throat and coat it with the familiar warmth that alcohol had. He couldn’t remember a time when he got drunk anymore, it wasn’t something he could do anymore, so drinking was just something to fill the void. He looked up at her and frowned, “did you always want this?”

[oneofgreed]

   Bela really wasn't in the mood to counter every little jab he took at her line of work – if you could really even call it that. In fact she was beginning to pay much more attention to the whiskey than the man who seemed just as intent to bring her down. It was only par for the course, though, how many times did she have to tell herself she deserved it before they'd just let it go? The glass did well to occupy her lips, keeping the rim balanced just beneath her lower to throw a hearty sip back whenever she pleased, the glass soon resolved into just a small amount of the liquor once more.

   Yet the octave of his tone rising in what sounded as genuine a curiosity as they came had her glancing up to him once more, those stern walls she'd structured up for years giving a groan in protest to their stance. Oh, how easy it would be if she could open up just like that, if she could pour to any other soul that was willing to listen, but she needed far more than a few glasses down of whiskey. Honestly, she didn't bet that there'd be anyone in her lifetime that she'd allow to know her in such a way, and definitely not someone who already thought so lowly of her.

   It was difficult to keep that solemn dip of her tone from exposing her, however, the young Abbie clawing her way to the surface. "Did I always want what, exactly?" she knew full well what he was getting to, but little did he know of what he'd find should he truly get a look inside.

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"so you're only out for yourself, huh? it's all about number one?" bela talbot, a great thief.

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Broken Bela | Bela & Dean

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    Making a face, Dean finished his drink and got up again. Grabbing the neck of the bottle angrily before tilting it towards her glass and then walking back over to his bed, bottle in hand. “Bite me Bela” he said as he held his glass with his right hand and poured the whiskey with his left. Setting down the bottle on the floor by his feet he exhaled loudly, leaning his elbows on the his legs before looking up at her.

    Narrowing his eyes as he took her in he took a small sip of his whiskey.  It was quiet and besides the sound of them drinking, the tension that hung in the air was making Dean uncomfortable. “So..” he said before taking another sip and looking at her, before he rubbed his jaw. He needed to shave, the scruff on his face was getting close to a beard and he didn’t want that. “how do you find them?”

    Raising an eyebrow at her, he smiled. “The, uh, douchebags that buy the crap you steal. I mean… normal people don’t believe in this stuff so how do you find people that have that kinda money and believe in the supernatural?”

[oneofgreed]

   This wasn't exactly where she'd hope the conversation would veer, then again it felt almost natural for them to act as if they despised one another; surely a little therapy session wouldn't be in their cards whatsoever. ❝With pleasure.❞ she quipped, cautioning him to mind his tongue. A deep sigh was pulled from her, staring down into the deep pool of whiskey within her glass, able to feel the past amounts slowly beginning to leak into her bloodstream, glazing her heart protectively. Her nail tapped just below the rim, lifting one of her legs to casually cross over the other, sprawling herself back comfortably along the mahogany.

   ❝You'd be quite surprised how dimwitted some people are. And don't let my wealth fool you, Dean, it's not always money I'm after.❞ Truthfully, it had little to do with the money at all, more so for the sense of control it gave her to con another out of their own strong suits. Clearly it wasn't the most healthiest of ways to deal with her past, but it's what she had resorted to – it's what she was good at, and be damned if Bela wouldn't cling onto anything that she felt skilled in, moral or not. ❝And I suppose it's as easy to find them as it is for you a hunt. When things are desired, that desire leaves one sticking their neck out. Foolish, yes, but far too easy a catch for me.

        I myself prefer a bit of a challenge.❞

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❝ Staged run-in? That sounds more like something that would be up your alley. Good luck getting dinner out of me, though. If you want something you  should go ahead and say it.❞ 

[oneofgreed]

❝Come now, Dean. You can't deny that   you and I would have fun together, pity   you can't put that weak sense of pride   aside for a taste at what an actual date   might be like.❞

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Broken Bela | Bela & Dean

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    Dean just rolled his eyes. The thought of her needing someone, asking for help, for any of that was almost comical. He didn’t know what made her like this. Not enough attention as a kid, he assumed. Something inside her had to have snapped along the way to make her so greedy. Shrugging he drank more of his whiskey. “I don’t care enough to scold you, Bela. I’m just annoyed that I’m stuck here with the likes of you”.

    He rolled his eyes at her before walking back towards the bed and plopping down on it. He scanned the room, everything was in place and his bags were still under the bed safely. Finally he looked at her and pursed his lips. “So, how much of a lightweight are you cause as soon as you pass out I can actually sleep without expecting a knife in my back”. He smiled up at her, his tone was light and teasing but he knew that there was some truth to it. He had to keep an eye on her before he ended up with a bullet or something in his back and her driving off with his stuff.

[oneofgreed]

   She didn't know why she even bothered to explain herself to the man, he wasn't the type to understand; and while she may not have ever given him a solid reason to listen, he was far too hard-headed for her tastes. Bela barely had the energy to break through her own facades, let alone the countless masks Dean wore himself. She knew the game, she ran that game herself, and she knew it'd only be a matter of time before the Winchester's feigned attitude would begin to wither, probably on his death bed, however, rather than showing her a glimpse of what might lye beneath. He was on point with one thing, though, being the whiskey he'd insisted to fill the both of their glasses – which she happily took her second dose of, corners of her mouth taut with the sting as it burned it's way lusciously down.

   She chose not to pay much mind to the continuous prods he threw at her, quite sure that'd he'd get off on her crumbling due to them. ❝Why don't you just quit asking petty questions and keep up with the liquor in my glass,❞ at that Bela lifted the glass, ringing it emptily in her fingertips pointedly. ❝And keep that pretty little mouth of yours closed unless it's downing another shot. Hm?❞

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B E L A  T A L B O T.  

                     ❝You know n o t h i n g about me.❞

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