[center][color=#40C4FF][h2]Belladonna[/h2][/color][/center]
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[center][color=#40C4FF][b]Time:[/b][/color] [color=#CFD8DC] Evening
[color=#40C4FF][b]Location:[/b][/color] River Port Healing Center
[color=#40C4FF][b]Interaction:[/b][/color]  [@Helo] Valok  [@Princess] Malachi
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[color=silver]Belle remained unresponsive to Valok, eyebrows raised. This man lived his life on orders. How irritating would that be? Valok didn’t live for himself, only for the next order and commander. Her heart strings tugged for him. She watched as he stood up and approached the fairies. When he returned and spoke, Belle couldn’t help but crack a rare smile. He hadn’t understood what she meant and she found it… entertaining.  Wait, had he just made her laugh? Her eyebrows furrowed as a giggle escaped her. What was happening and why? This was gross. She sounded like those annoying fairies. Belle quickly became neutral once more and managed to smirk. 

[color=#40C4FF]”That is something you and I can agree on,”[/color] She replied and added in a low tone for only him to hear. [color=#40C4FF]”I’m not used to them.. More so Elves and Demis.”[/color] She said as the fairies brought them over the water. She turned to take the cup of water as she heard footsteps approach and saw Malachi. Belle took a sip and listened to his orders. It pained her inside to have to take them, although he was keeping her safe and protected.

Belle felt relief fill her when he announced they would have a proper meal. Still, she eyed the bun with curiosity and regretfully turned to the dress. She fought a grimace and remained silent. Next Belle quickly moved into another room to change and looked for a knife. Without regret, Belle cut the edges of it so the dress’ hem came to her knees. She couldn’t imagine if she was attacked how she would fight in this dress. Afterwards, Belle took the fabric edges and used it to pull her hair up into a messy bun and tucked Elleta’s necklace into the dress. When she returned, Belle offered Malachi another one of her rare smiles. [color=#40C4FF]”Thank you.”[/color] It was the only thing she could manage to say. 

Belle took her bun out of the bag casually, trying to envision it as a cinnabon. God, she could kill for one now. Trying to remain neutral, she hesitantly bit into it. Then her eyes widened as the honey and cinnamon flavor filled her mouth and she looked at Malach with wide eyes. [color=lightblue][i]Holy shit this is good.[/i][/color] Remaining silent, she suddenly began wolfing it down. She was careful with the honey and used a nearby towel to wipe her fingers off. Belle couldn’t help but wonder if Valok had possibly had a point. [/color]