Bela slips out of Cal's bed early in the morning after breaking into Elaine's office at the animal shelter. She wanders into the living room wearing one of Cal's shirts. It's long enough on her to be a mini-dress, and it smells like him ( Read more... )

You'd think that for Bela, a trip into hell - even one that is not her own - would be off-putting at the very least ( Read more... )

Bela goes first when Cal opens the door to his apartment. Then she turns to make sure Ava makes it inside, too, and doesn't disappear into. That would be so not cool.

Bela wants to go dress shopping!

Oh, and she doesn't want her friend to be a ghost.

"So far so good?" she asks Ava. Then she smiles at Cal. He is the best.

Bela leads Kate into her bedroom from Milliways. That's where her door always opens. She breathes a slight sigh of relief when Kate stays corporeal ( Read more... )

Bela is out by a crossroads. Again ( Read more... )

One thing Bela likes best about visiting Cal is shopping in a slightly different New York. It amuses her to track down her favorite Manhattan shops to find out whether they are completely different or they stock things her world's versions don't. Since they are both independent people, Bela doesn't feel badly about slipping away from Cal for a few ( Read more... )

Bela stayed the night in her old room last night. She's glad she's kept it. It's a home away from a home that is not very comforting ( Read more... )

Chicago, Illinois
February 2007Bela receives the message about the magic sword from one of her regular informants, an old man called Templeton. She always likes hearing from Templeton. He reminds her of a stereotypical absent-minded professor - all tweed, bumbling, and towering stacks of papers and books in his Chicago brownstone. More often than ( Read more... )

ooc: written by shoroko

Monticello, Minnesota
September 2006Tim Olson is not putting up with this shit anymore. If she's going to give him that shit every time he steps out of the house, she can have the night to fucking cool off. It's not like there's nowhere else he could be. And maybe if he'd been a little more decisive about "where else he could be ( Read more... )

Bela places the planchette back into her satchel and then folds the Ouija board away ( Read more... )