belltower | i am the oncoming storm

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i am the oncoming storm

There are three Bells in Milliways.

They want a fourth. A fifth. A sixth. A seventh.

And then Downside is going down.

"I suspect that at least Eights will have a stack of employment offers from the various Bells, though. Or they'll decide that only one of them should offer you a job between themselves, instead. Perhaps the new one."

"Mm. Fun jobs?"

"For you? The most fun."

She glances at Chainsaw.

He smirks.

"If Stella's got Sandy on her payroll I'm sure somebody will be willing to consider you even if you present yourselves as a package deal," shrugs Nathan. "If you promise to behave yourself. Bells are not friends to mayhem."

He shrugs.

"If I'm going out of business anyway, might as well get a new job that's just like the old job but with fewer clients."

"There you go then."

Om nom pancakes.

Nathan laughs. "I think I'm redundant at this point. You've been introduced to some Bells, I'm just standing around conspicuously not partaking of pancakes. I think I'll go home."

"You could partake of me some more," Eights suggests cheerfully.

"Aah, I'd get a bellyache," laughs Nathan. "But I'll suggest double-dating to the lovely mother of my child, shall I? And it can be a dinner date."

"Awwwwww, you guys are so sweet together, you know that?"

Edited 2013-03-18 23:35 (UTC)

"I do know that," grins Nathan. "You'd love our kid, too, he's three months old now, looks like he's three years and talks better than half of grownups."