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[ his brows rise as he teases her, ] That's creeping on admitting I'm good, Raven.

[ he nudges her again with his foot, letting his other one stretch out. he tries to touch the floor, losing at such a simple task. he doesn't move his leg away from hers, continuing to bump into her own. he doesn't do it on purpose, thinking along the lines of her broken leg being not so broken anymore. it's simply natural to do so. ] Your secret's safe with me.

You're such a little shit. [It takes one to know one. She lets out a laugh and knocks her leg against his.]

But I guess I can start writing poems about you now.

Yeah? [ he looks away, his voice a laugh. ] How would they go? [ looking to her again, he doesn't try to stifle his smile. narrowing his eyes, he tries to recall something he's read — or heard, he isn't so sure — during his time in eudio. ] Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, Bellamy's name doesn't rhyme with this?

[That's the most ridiculous poem she's ever heard.]

No? Bellamy rhymes with a lot of things. [She waves her hand dramatically, dismissing him. Being a connoiseur of the intricacies of language and poetry herself, she would know.]

Bellamy smellamy.

[ with a smile, he rolls his eyes, shifting his weight on his elbows on the bed. ] You really think I haven't heard that one before? [ he turns to her with an arch of his brow. it may not be something many people can understand, being an older brother, or having a sibling at all, but bellamy's always figured that anyone can see, from first glance, that octavia likes to make his life a living hell at times. ]

[She shrugs, still smug.] That just proves Octavia's as artistic as I am. [Meaning, not really.]

It just means you're as uncreative.

[ bellamy shakes his head as he looks away. picking at his linens, he supposes it's only fair — or right, in its own way — to add to their growing pile of bets. though he's certain he won't be able to remember them all, or only ever be able to recall one, it's fun. they've never really been able to have fun together. ]

[ looking at her from the corner of his eye, he focuses primarily on his sheets. ]

Write me a poem and I'll buy you food that's not from a coffee shop. [ he looks at her. ] You have to make an effort or it won't count.

[He thinks she won't do it? After he called her uncreative? Whose uncreative mind came up with a solution to his snowgie problem? That's right, hers.

She pins him with a Look, that means he's so on, and holds her finger up in the hold a moment gesture.

After a few seconds, she clears her throat.]

Bellamy Blake, for goodness' sake, you've made a mistake, I think we should take, a break, and oh by the way - I still want cake. [And then she leans closer and whispers.] Suck it.

[ bellamy laughs, something much louder than what usually comes from him. ] It's not Shakespeare, but I'll take it.

[ he had been expecting something along the lines of "bellamy smellamy", but sometimes it's nice to be surprised. shifting, he leans more onto his arm as he tilts himself backward. falling onto his back, he threads his fingers in the air before him. ]

A deal's a deal. Pick a place and we'll go.

Ha. [She flops back onto her back too, hands free and tucked under her head, like she just ate the canary and the cream.]

Somewhere with neither pasta nor Chinese.

So, no Italian. Got it.

[ bellamy looks up at his ceiling, as if that'll give him a good idea of where to go. it's funny to him, thinking that he knows good places to go to eat when he's not even used to restaurants being around on the ark or on the ground. just because he knows those places exist doesn't mean he's too quick to know the one to take her to off the top of his head. he's still learning. ]

[ he stretches his arms above his head, trying to reach the wall and his windowsill. ]

I'll figure something out. Trust me. It'll be a great surprise.

[She's not looking, you're looking. She has better things to do with her time than subtly ogle the guy who very smoothly said 'maybe not'. If there's a patch of skin revealed when he stretches and his shirt lifts, well.

Anyway.]

It better not be a lousy burger joint. That poem was gold.

[ bellamy laughs. ] Okay, we won't go to McDonald's. [ he leaves his arms above his head for a moment before he comes to fold them as a pillow for him to rest on. looking at her, he thinks to inform her, ] Maybe for ice-cream, though. I like their cones.

[ and they're pretty cheap, too. bellamy's pretty sure he could eat four of them and not even feel a dent in his wallet when it comes to those cheap ice-creams. but this is worth a little more than a cheap meal, he guesses. the burger joints around the boardwalk that are quick and easy are definitely a no-go. ]

[ looking up at his ceiling again. ] Any other place you don't want to go to? [ he glances at her from the corner of his eye. ] It helps knowing. I wouldn't want you to be disappointed.

[McDonald's was an experience she did have, when she got here, but it hasn't been since. She does like their fries, but she likes Paco's Tacos more, so you can guess where she goes for lunch most of the time.]

Nope, that's all. I have very few demands.

Okay. [ he smiles, nodding to himself. scratching mcdonald's and kfc and all the other fast food joints off his list, bellamy figures when he goes for a walk tomorrow along the boardwalk, he'll need to keep his eyes peeled for the menus on display. ]

I'll find a place and let you know. You can decide whether or not you're up for clearing your schedule for the best not-burgers on the boardwalk.

[She shrugs, mostly to play along with the degree of nonchalance.] Have your people call my people. We'll set up a thing.

[Nevermind that their people are the same people, it's for the hell of the game. And as it tends to happen, it's easy to play this game with Bellamy.]

Yeah. If you hear a bark on the end of the line, Zelo's asking for Gruff.

[ he can hear feet padding along the floor of his apartment, as if speaking of the dog by name has reawakened him — or nike — from wherever it is they happen to be. chion's quiet, save for the shuffling of ice clinking together in the ice box. ]

[ looking out the window, he twists his body around so he can see the stars without needing to tilt his head so far back. he twists toward her, slightly on his side, leg accidentally bumping into hers. ] Nike's too good for calling. She'd just come to yours and drag you to the place.

[She doesn't move hers. She just laughs and looks over where the dogs are, looking very much like they're going to clamor for attention soon.]

Well, just this once, I wouldn't mind it. I don't know whether Gruff would take the call.

[ looking at her with a furrowed brow and smile, ] He has to. [ even though he may appear oblivious to how he comes off, bellamy can hear how adamant he sounds that a dragon pick up a phone. it's how he'd been as a kid. informing mom ladon had to have cared about the apples, that he had to have known about what would happen if someone took one. ] How else are my people going to talk to your people?

[Sure, Gruff has to pick up the call, but Greek gods can't be real? He's a walking contradiction. It must be hard to be in his head sometimes.]

It's not my fault my people are very busy, very often.

[ being in his head is often a heavier and difficult place than that. the contradiction between not wanting to believe in greek gods being real and animals being capable of picking up phones isn't a hard one to grasp for him. his dogs, so far, have proven to be good friends. nike's been with him for so long that he thinks her to be someone he can't live without, despite his own belief he needs to leave contradicting that very thought itself. the greek gods have lead him astray. he thought he was being like one on the ark, even on the ground, and it's only gotten people killed. ]

[ he leans up on his elbows, looking at her with an arch to his brow. he tries not to smile, but fails in doing so. ] So busy you're going to miss out on a once-in-a-lifetime meal? I don't think Gruff understands the importance of this phone call.

[The first time she'd met him, and weeks after that, she'd thought for sure that Bellamy had no sense of humor, but she'd been wrong. He has one, it's just a weird kind of humor that involves believing his dogs will run a tight agenda for him.

She rolls her eyes, and waves her hand dismissively.] Fine, I'll give him a good talking to. Make sure he's there.

[ settling his back onto the bed again, he nods, as if satisfied. and he supposes he is. talking like this is second nature for bellamy, even though octavia's grown up and far from who she had been when she'd been sixteen, even younger. ]

Good. [ he looks up at his ceiling, realising how plain it is in comparison to the stars. he's not their biggest fan, but at least they were pretty to look at. ]

[ with his legs hanging off the side of the bed, he can hear one of his dogs approach. feeling their nose against his toes, along his ankle and heel, he does his best not to shift on the bed, despite finding the cold touch ticklish. pulling himself up, bellamy swings his feet away, ensuring zelo's out of the way when he does so. moving about, he bends down to pick him up, then lies on his back with the dog on his chest. ]

[ zelo lies down on his stomach and looks at raven. ] Think he likes you.

[Of course he does. She lies down on her side, pulling Cerberus under her head to act as a pillow of sorts, and curls up with her knees pulled closer to her chest.]

Of course he does. [She reaches out and tickles her fingers against Zelo's head. Without missing a beat, she retreats her hand, and pats the spot beside her as an invitation for the dog.] I'm awesome. All pets know this.

[ he watches zelo, making sure he doesn't leap toward her or the window — or does something that may hurt himself. even though he's sure nike will clue in soon that her partner in crime is getting the attention she thinks she has a right to, he doesn't drop him back to the ground. ]

[ watching him watch the space raven had patted, he shifts zelo from him to the bed. standing on his feet, he looks around, sniffing her shoulder before he takes his sweet time in lying on his stomach between them. keeping his head upright, zelo looks between the two of them, focusing on the space near the windowsill as his ears prick up. ]

He's going to get bigger. [ possibly taking up the entire space of his bed. he looks at zelo, bends his elbow on the bed and very lightly brushes the tips of his fingers against the top of his head. ] Think there's a way to keep him this small?

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