@mcneyhoney
“It’s hard to be good when you’re so much better than everyone else.”

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@mcneyhoney
“It’s hard to be good when you’re so much better than everyone else.”
@killforfrenchfries || closed
.。.:*☆ “This place is better than Hell, isn’t it?” Bela had found her way into a nightclub, because, well, she was bored and out of ideas what else to do with her time. It did not look like she could still be a thief in this town, after all.
“Mean, they at least have air conditioning here. And alcohol.”
@theflannelclad || closed
.。.:*☆ “You know, I am almost starting to wonder if there is a nest somewhere, maybe. Full of Winchesters.” Bela was scared, not as scared as when the Hellhounds had been coming for her, but still. And, as always, she tried to cover it with dry humor and sarcasm.
“Already stumbled over your brother the other day, so tell me, Sam - what is this here? Some weird version of a family reunion, or something like that?”
@deductry
“How do I sleep at night? On silk sheets, rolling naked in money!” Bela answers, voice booming with a devilish grin. His judgement doesn’t phase her.
@winchestcr || closed
.。.:*☆ Bela Talbot was not stupid. She knew what it meant to make a deal, even when she had wished for someone to help her first. It had been as it had been, in the end.
And now... nos she found herself in a strange town, not Heaven, for sure, but most certainly also not Hell. Hell was different. Bela knew what Hell was like, because she had been there.
Wandering throught the darkness like this, she almost jumped out of her skin when hearing footsteps from behind, and Bela turned, eyes wide and haunted, like a caged animal ready to jump.
Then she slowly recognized the face, and her frozen body relaxed, a little bit.
“Fucking Christ, Winchester, who told you to sneak up onto me and fucking scare me like this?!?”