Get to know me meme [1/5 favorite female characters] Bela Talbot
Come on. You do this out of vengeance and obsession. You’re a stone’s throw from being a serial killer. Whereas I, on the other hand, I get paid to do a job and I do it. So, you tell me – which is healthier?
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How long had it been since she'd just sat down for a minute and thought about nothing at all? It seemed as though those days were from another lifetime -- but, it was her own fault wasn't it? Ten years of freedom from her tormenters only to be repossessed to spend an eternity with them in Hell.
{ How was that fair? }
That being if the bastards ever caught up to her, of course. And Bela had every intention in drawing that out as long as possible.
A tired form sat upon the bed, green optics looking about the cheap motel room in distaste. It was the fourth room she'd taken this week, and the seventh in this state. It wasn't as bad as rooms went -- considering it was a motel -- but, it did lack that home-y feel she'd yearned for ever since the hell hounds had taken chase of her scent. Would it ever end?
------ A sharp knock from outside drew her attention though, and her gun was drawn in an instant. Her lithe form spun, however, as one of the windows burst open. It was the body of an adolescent that met her, but better knowledge and black orbs told her it was no youth.
“ You know, I'm a bit disappointed. I was expecting someone a bit more scary looking. ”
There was no humour in her voice.
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{ ✰ } — ❝I don’t have a problem with it, no. But, I can’t say the same for the man you stole that thing from.❞
The brunette took a step closer, her arms crossed over her chest. This woman seemed unafraid — confident, even.
It quite obviously intrigued Bree. She wouldn’t have been so interested if the woman had stolen money, perhaps —- but, the item that had been taken seemed to be of no value to her, anyways.
❝Why did you take that thing? The guy seemed loaded with money.❞
Any one else, it would seem, may have shouted and pointed, drawing attention to the crime, yet this woman did not. It was a curious thing, to have a calm conversation in the face of thievery, for it was what the woman was used to.
She held up her small prize, admiring it a moment before shrugging her shoulders softly.
“ Would you believe that this is worth more than money? ”
Sophie stared at the sprinkles atop her shake with almost childlike wonder. Her usual waitress swore up and down they had no sprinkles around back. It was either a day for miracles, or for lies to be uncovered. Sincerely, she murmured a thank you, not caring if she looked like a lunatic or not. There were sprinkles in her milkshake. She took a sip and decided it was a good day after all, failed date or no.
“Unless you got a pack of smokes and an explanation for why men can be such scumbags, I can’t think of anything.”
She shrugged her shoulders. It was a slow day. Maybe her waitress might have time to actually chat, but she wouldn’t hold it against her if she didn’t. It would be nice talking to someone about how disdainful you could be against men, though.
Bela merely sighs in response to the question, though a small smile lingers on her lips. There was no harm in it, surely. This was her last table for the day, and -- for a rich kid -- this girl didn't seem all that bad.
“ -- Do you like Winstons? ”
The dirty apron is pulled off, and she sits across from the girl, waving off a coworker. Lighting her own cigarette first, she slides the small contraption towards the other, relishing in the addiction just a moment before speaking again.
“ All men are scumbags, love, it's just a part of their anatomy; nothing more, and nothing less. Once you accept that they're the most moronic beings around though... then you can have your fun, and nothing they do can disappoint you. ”
{❦} “Care to be a little more specific?”
She was more than bored and had pockets full of Daddy’s money.
{ Oh, what the hell. }
“ Of course. I acquire items commonly associated with the supernatural. ”
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“—can I help you?”
“ I'm sure that you can.
-- However, I'm not looking for help. ”
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“Don’t play dumb. You know who killed Dean, so tell me.”
“ And why would I do that? ”
Mitchell’s eyes just narrowed. She had to know. She had to. At this point, she was toying with him and he didn’t like it. She was a human— As far as he could sense. But how did she even get a sense of what he was?
“And why would you joke about t’at?” Inching closer, his arms folding across his chest. “Why are you here, anyway? T’e hell do you want?”
“ Well, no need to be hostile.
--- Though, I suppose it's only in your nature. ” Lips pull taut in a faux frown, but the woman lets out a short laugh a moment later. “ Oh, I am sorry. I can never resist... if you're worried I'm here to exploit you, however, I can assure you I have no interest in such. ”