Moving Day - East Attic down to First Floor - starting around 10am

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica decided that moving sucks.

Especially when you're moving down seven flights of steps and you've somehow managed to accumulate A LOT of stuff.

She hopes that the fact that she, Chloe & Piper are all cute might net them some help. Failing that, they can always bribe with brownies.




[ooc: i'm on slow play at work and i have no idea if Chloe & Piper are around yet, but if you wanna help us move, it would be awesome!]

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel showed up at 10:00, as promised.

[absolutesnark]

Piper wandered out into the common area carrying a box. She put it on the couch. "Ooh good, you're here. You'll get plenty of baked goods for helping out. You won't even have to steal any."

She grinned a little when she said that last sentence.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel gave her a look of outrage. "I'd never just steal them," he said. "I'm reformed, remember?"

[absolutesnark]

"Uh huh," Piper said, still grinning slightly. Then it faded when she noticed all the boxes around the room. She really wasn't in the mood for this. Not today.

[demonbelthazor]

"What's the heaviest?" Bel asked.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica came back up the stairs and paused in the doorway, breathing heavily. "Okay, seriously? Those steps are going to kill me today," she said.

Then she smirked at Bel. "You're right on time. You must have been a boy scout."

[demonbelthazor]

"Right," Bel said. "Part of the training for the Brotherhood was helping little old lady demons across the street."

[absolutesnark]

Piper pointed to a random box on the table. "That one has all my baking materials in it. Um, I somehow accumulated a lot."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Hey, you never know," Veronica said. "We kind of got distracted during that interview. How do I know there isn't some demonic version of the boy scouts?"

She paused. "For that matter, how do I know that the boy scouts aren't demons?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Funny, that," Bel said. He picked up the box and tested the weight. "What room number are you in?"

[absolutesnark]

"124," Piper replied.

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm sure there are demons in the Boy Scouts," Bel mused. "And I guess the Brotherhood is the closest thing to demonic Boy Scouts. Our merit badges weren't quite the same, though.

"Anyway. What do you need help with?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel shimmered out of the room. In a few moments he returned, his arms empty of the box. "Next?" he said.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Damn, so you don't know how to make the perfect s'more?"

Veronica surveyed the assorted boxes. "That one is books," she said, pointing.

[absolutesnark]

Piper handed him another box. "Thanks. This really is a huge help."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel easily picked up the box. "So what room are you in?" he asked.

[demonbelthazor]

"I could start a business," Bel said. "Bel's Moving Services. I could make a fortune. Maybe that's what I should do with my life. Better than being a doctor or a lawyer."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica had to think about that for a moment. "Um, 122," she said.

[demonbelthazor]

"122," Bel repeated. He shimmered out of the room with the box, then reappeared a few moments later without it.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"That would have taken me fifteen minutes," Veronica said with a wry smile. "And I'd have probably been out of breath. I seriously owe you for helping."

[absolutesnark]

"You really could make a fortune," Piper said, wincing slightly when he metioned the word lawyer. "Were you thinking about being a doctor?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Not really," Bel said. "But I do need to figure out what to do with my life now."

[demonbelthazor]

"I'll keep that in mind," Bel said with a grin.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure you will," Veronica said. She pointed to a box of kitchen supplies. "Can you grab that?" she asked. "I'm going to carry down my laptop and computer accessories."

[absolutesnark]

"Got any ideas yet," Piper asked curiously.