4th Floor Common Room, After Classes

It's been a while since Isabel felt like cooking for the masses, but the first day of school seems like reason enough. After Interstellar Relations, she made a quick handwaved trip to town to pick up supplies. Now the music is playing and she's making chicken parm and pasta for whoever wants it.

[Free food! Do I have to say it? Open!!!! Now in the right spot.]
demonbelthazor: (FBoD)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-09-05 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
"He tries anything and. . . ." Bel's fingers twitched and sparked.
demonbelthazor: (Crossed arms)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-09-05 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm gonna defend myself," Bel grumbled.
demonbelthazor: (Crossed arms)

[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-09-05 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd tell you to let me handle it," Bel bristled. "I'd show them not to mess with you."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-09-05 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not going anywhere," Bel said. "I'm gonna behave myself in class, and if he has a problem with me, well, then I'll deal with it."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-09-05 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Isabel was getting awfully close to one of Bel's Secret Weaknesses. "I won't, I promise," he said. "I'm not going anywhere!"