Evenings like this are not Bellamy's favourite; enduring a hundred variations on 'so, you became a police officer!' and making smalltalk about his father's business will never be an ideal way of passing the time. Unfortunately, having skipped out on dinner with Ernest not very long ago meant that when he 'suggested' Bellamy attend this dinner party in his stead, he was more or less obliged to agree.
Dressing like his father when attending on his behalf isn't actually necessary, but it's kind of entertaining- thus the turtleneck, which he's adjusting around the collar as he passes through the foyer with Charlotte (a tall redhead in a cream dress). She'd very generously saved him from one of those conversations on the pretext of introducing him to someone else, but they're already parting ways.
Meanwhile, in said foyer, the tall brunette (her hair tugged back into a very low chignon at the nape of her neck, a few loose, shorter strands of hair framing her face) with the golden eyes in her off-shouldered black dress is permitting her escort to take her rabbit-fur coat off her shoulders, accompanied by the leather gloves. She sees Bellamy while Almos is preoccupied with extended how-are-yous exchanged with their host, but she says nothing; rather, she waits for him to see her, though her eyes are on him, and that carries with it a weight of presence- the room does tend to change when she appears, even if she's just in the doorway
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The difference in Bellamy when he realizes he's being watched is minute but present; he doesn't look around, politely finishing his conversation with Charlotte and passing her off into the next room before he lets his attention move, but there's a certain set to his shoulders like he's not quite comfortable being observed. (It's that particular itch between the shoulderblades, and he supposes it says something about him that that is how he feels when he's under scrutiny.) Charlotte has people of her own to catch up with before dinner, though, and it doesn't take long before he can turn away from the doorway and ... relax, slightly, because it's Hasi.
A moment later he reconsiders the wisdom of this instinctive exhale, but nevermind that.
"This is a pleasant surprise," he says, joining them- his body language doesn't indicate more than a flying visit, but you never know.
"Inspector," Almos greets, neutrally- he's cordial, but he's also the type who's nicer to women than men unless he wants something. Also because he doesn't like the note in Hasi's smile when she meets Bellamy's eyes, but it's not really a jealousy thing so much as a 'this is a variable I can't control efficiently' thing; he's not the type to get foolish.
Especially since he correctly judged that Hasibe will lead a man into hell without really meaning to get him hurt the first time they met.
"Family obligation?" Hasi guesses. "You clean up so nicely, Bellamy."
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Evenings like this are not Bellamy's favourite; enduring a hundred variations on 'so, you became a police officer!' and making smalltalk about his father's business will never be an ideal way of passing the time. Unfortunately, having skipped out on dinner with Ernest not very long ago meant that when he 'suggested' Bellamy attend this dinner party in his stead, he was more or less obliged to agree.
Dressing like his father when attending on his behalf isn't actually necessary, but it's kind of entertaining- thus the turtleneck, which he's adjusting around the collar as he passes through the foyer with Charlotte (a tall redhead in a cream dress). She'd very generously saved him from one of those conversations on the pretext of introducing him to someone else, but they're already parting ways.
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Meanwhile, in said foyer, the tall brunette (her hair tugged back into a very low chignon at the nape of her neck, a few loose, shorter strands of hair framing her face) with the golden eyes in her off-shouldered black dress is permitting her escort to take her rabbit-fur coat off her shoulders, accompanied by the leather gloves. She sees Bellamy while Almos is preoccupied with extended how-are-yous exchanged with their host, but she says nothing; rather, she waits for him to see her, though her eyes are on him, and that carries with it a weight of presence- the room does tend to change when she appears, even if she's just in the doorway ( ... )
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The difference in Bellamy when he realizes he's being watched is minute but present; he doesn't look around, politely finishing his conversation with Charlotte and passing her off into the next room before he lets his attention move, but there's a certain set to his shoulders like he's not quite comfortable being observed. (It's that particular itch between the shoulderblades, and he supposes it says something about him that that is how he feels when he's under scrutiny.) Charlotte has people of her own to catch up with before dinner, though, and it doesn't take long before he can turn away from the doorway and ... relax, slightly, because it's Hasi.
A moment later he reconsiders the wisdom of this instinctive exhale, but nevermind that.
"This is a pleasant surprise," he says, joining them- his body language doesn't indicate more than a flying visit, but you never know.
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"Inspector," Almos greets, neutrally- he's cordial, but he's also the type who's nicer to women than men unless he wants something. Also because he doesn't like the note in Hasi's smile when she meets Bellamy's eyes, but it's not really a jealousy thing so much as a 'this is a variable I can't control efficiently' thing; he's not the type to get foolish.
Especially since he correctly judged that Hasibe will lead a man into hell without really meaning to get him hurt the first time they met.
"Family obligation?" Hasi guesses. "You clean up so nicely, Bellamy."
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