The Hyperion, Tuesday Afternoon

[demonbelthazor]

Bel still hadn't really talked to Anders since the whole turning into his alternate universe self. How they managed to not see each other while living in the same room and even sharing a bed was anybody's guess. But Bel was tired of the silence between them, so now he was laying in wait to corner Anders so they could finally talk.


[For the robot.]

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[fh_jackass]

Logan shrugged. "Hey, that corner of the lobby needed watering. Not my fault you were there instead of, say, in your room."

[demonbelthazor]

"Maybe we figured you could use a few tips," Bel said, wiping his hand through his hair and flicking the water from his fingers at Logan.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Not asking how you know," Anders muttered, poking Bel in the side. "I know enough about everyone around here's personal lives as it is."

[fh_jackass]

Logan made a face. "I'd take tips from Anakin, first."

[demonbelthazor]

"Oh, like he knows anything," Bel snorted, idly poking Anders back.

[fh_jackass]

"My point, thank you," Logan said.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I love how fast the mood changes around here," Anders grumbled, glaring from Bel to Logan and back again. "Really."

[demonbelthazor]

"You think I'm going to let this jackass stop me?" Bel said, turning back to Anders.

[fh_jackass]

"Do what you want," Logan said, tapping the bucket lazily. "Plenty of water in the kitchen."