Room 412: Packing

[demonbelthazor]

Phoebe had gone to the administration about getting a bigger room for the two of them, and somehow had managed to get them one of the attics all to themselves. While he wasn't wild about having Veronica and Piper as neighbors, the space and relative privacy was more than appealing. So now he started to pack things up for easy transport, wondering just how Phoebe managed to fit everything she owned into just this room. She'd fill the attic with no problem.

Sera and Val were giving him the cold shoulder. They'd smelled dog on him when he got back to the room and were very offended that he had touched a mere canine.


[[Around 7:00 PM FST, post Self-Defense because Veronica made me write a post with Bel in his room for SOME reason]]

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[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

After talking to the nice man, VeronicaCindy found a staircase and started climbing. She ended up on the 4th Floor and found herself outside of room 412. She decided to knock on the door.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel opened up the door and looked at Veronica. "What, want to drag me into the bathroom for an interrogation?" he said. "Is someone's dolly missing?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

VeronicaCindy's eyes went wide and she nodded. "Yeth!" she said. "My Kitty Karry-All doll is mithing. Have you theen her?"

[demonbelthazor]

"What, it suddenly matters that they never found Kitty's body?" Bel sneered, so not in the mood to deal with Veronica's games. "Why don't you go ask Angel what Angelus did with her. He might be able to point out her rotting remains."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"You think thomeone killed my dolly?" VeronicaCindy asked, lip trembling. "But why? We haven't even been in thith plathe very long."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel tilted his head and blinked at Veronica, confused. Then he snickered. "Veronica Mars, are you high?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

VeronicaCindy gave him a confused look. "My name ith Thindy Brady," she said. "Why doeth everyone keep calling me Veronica?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Okay, Thindy," Bel said mockingly, "what are you doing here? Where's your mommy?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"I'm looking for my Kitty Karry-All," she repeated. "But I bet it'th been thirty minuteth, tho I probably have to go back to the big TV room and find my mommy and daddy and brotherth and thitherth. If you find my dolly, will you bring her there?" Her expression was hopeful.

[demonbelthazor]

"Yeah, thure--sure," Bel said, biting back a laugh. Must be a Gremlin bite. He preferred the lapdance version, though.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Thankth, mithter!" VeronicaCindy said cheerfully, as she made her way back to the stairwell.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sighing, Sam knocked on the door to 412.

[demonbelthazor]

Turning away from Thindy, Bel opened the door a bit, surprised to see Sam there. "Yeah?" he said.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam said, bluntly, "Your girlfriend thinks she's a dog and is wandering around the second floor. Thought you'd like to know. I'm assuming it's a gremlin bite, but if it's something kinky instead, I really don't want to know about it."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel's jaw dropped. "Um...dog? Gotta be a gremlin. Thanks, I'll find her."

Dog?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome." Sam turned to walk back down the hall, muttering to herself about gremlins and no pest strips.