Bela Talbot

Bela was packing. She had sold enough random artifacts around here now for her to leave the school and not have to depend on family money, and she had every intention of making use of it.

[ooc: for one in particular]

Bela was bored. The deal for the eye of whatever-it-was that she'd gotten from Jack had gone smoothly, as had the one for Jack's DNA. And the one following it for the artifact she'd gotten in return for the DNA grab.

She had absolutely nothing going on, just now, and she did so very much hate being idle.

Which would explain why she had the door locked, a handful of white candles lit, and her spirit board laid out on the floor.

One never knew what one might get from the spirit world. It was almost always worth the headaches and tingly fingers to make contact.

[ooc: for she who knows who she is]

( Everything you wanted to know about Bela. Well, not everything. But quite a bit, certainly. . . . )

Questions?

"You've reached Bela Talbott. If this is a business matter, please leave a detailed message after the tone. If it's concerning anything else, you're perfectly welcome to bugger off if you so please."

*beep*

[ooc: Please use the appropriate OCD threads for whatever method of contact you please]