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Feb. 13th, 2010 05:16 pm"What did you do?"
Bela jumped, wheeling in her chair to face him, and he couldn't help but smile. It was no real surprise that he'd taken her by surprise -- those things, the Hellhounds if he believed what Ruby had said, would have been enough; the fact that this was the first time he'd made his presence known all day and no one else seemed to be around was just icing on the cake -- but it was still amusing, somehow. She didn't seem to appreciate the joke, however, and flashed him a look that was equal parts sour and guardedly frightened still. "Where the hell have you been?"
Moving to take up a seat in one of the office chairs they'd managed to track down, he gestured over his shoulder back the way he'd came. "There's a storage closet back there. I was poking around in it."
"Weren't your orders to keep an eye on me while the others went after the Colt?"
The amusement bled away from his face abruptly, and he steeled his jaw, trying to avoid the urge to make her pay for that remark on principle alone. He didn't take orders. Not anymore. After a moment and thankfully, however, he managed to rationalize that she didn't know that, and he managed to quell the urge with a shake of his head. Still, though, he pointed out, "I don't take orders. This is just me paying a debt."
( She looked away, studying the imperfections in the cement of the floor. "Fair enough, I suppose." )
Muse: Gabriel Gray (Sylar)
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count: 1023
Note: Bela is![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
enjoythe_ride and is used at the mun's request. This is not biding on the verse unless the mun wants it to be and/or thinks that I didn't butcher her character.
Bela jumped, wheeling in her chair to face him, and he couldn't help but smile. It was no real surprise that he'd taken her by surprise -- those things, the Hellhounds if he believed what Ruby had said, would have been enough; the fact that this was the first time he'd made his presence known all day and no one else seemed to be around was just icing on the cake -- but it was still amusing, somehow. She didn't seem to appreciate the joke, however, and flashed him a look that was equal parts sour and guardedly frightened still. "Where the hell have you been?"
Moving to take up a seat in one of the office chairs they'd managed to track down, he gestured over his shoulder back the way he'd came. "There's a storage closet back there. I was poking around in it."
"Weren't your orders to keep an eye on me while the others went after the Colt?"
The amusement bled away from his face abruptly, and he steeled his jaw, trying to avoid the urge to make her pay for that remark on principle alone. He didn't take orders. Not anymore. After a moment and thankfully, however, he managed to rationalize that she didn't know that, and he managed to quell the urge with a shake of his head. Still, though, he pointed out, "I don't take orders. This is just me paying a debt."
( She looked away, studying the imperfections in the cement of the floor. "Fair enough, I suppose." )
Muse: Gabriel Gray (Sylar)
Fandom: Heroes
Word Count: 1023
Note: Bela is
enjoythe_ride and is used at the mun's request. This is not biding on the verse unless the mun wants it to be and/or thinks that I didn't butcher her character.
