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They go home after a couple of days, without incident. The colors in Bell's hair are fading, albeit incompletely.
A bit later, when there is not the question of whether Sherlock can accompany her unnoticed, Tony finds a door and in they go.
Other Sherlock - whether this is their other Sherlock or some other other Sherlock, Bell cannot be immediately sure - is in the main bar area. Bell waves!
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she_sells_seashells
she_sells_seashells
"Yeah," she says with a weak chuckle.
She snuggles up. Snuggling isn't weird, right? She was in the entire Stark-cuddle-pile that one time for a while.
She snuggles up. Snuggling isn't weird, right? She was in the entire Stark-cuddle-pile that one time for a while.
ferratus
Snuggling is so not weird!
Except maybe when he says, still snuggling: "So, the sex thing. Do you want to?"
Except maybe when he says, still snuggling: "So, the sex thing. Do you want to?"
she_sells_seashells
"With all aforementioned caveats," says Bell, "I can give you a... maybe? I don't know. I've been avoiding thinking about it."
she_sells_seashells
"Because I'd decided not to do anything, so it was unproductive, at least until circumstances changed."
she_sells_seashells
"I usually -" She gestures at the recorder. "Do my thinking alone, aloud. I'm estimating half an hour, will you be terribly bored?"
ferratus
"We've got hot chocolate and snuggles," says Tony. "We'll keep. You want us to clear out and wait for you downstairs?"
she_sells_seashells
"If you don't mind. You could check the Belltower, if you do get bored or if I take longer than expected or something."
sicaria
"All right," says Sherlock. She gives Bell a hug and a quick kiss, then detaches, leading Tony out.
sicaria
Tony and Sherlock head downstairs.
They finish their hot chocolate. They snuggle.
They have another round.
They finish their hot chocolate. They snuggle.
They have another round.
self_composed
They observe a familiar face. (And her also-familiar, oddly pale companion.)
self_composed
"...Does one of me know you?" Bella asks Tony, tilting her head. "Hello."
ferratus
"Hi!" he says. "Yes, one of you does! How many of you have you met? Are you new? Have you been to the Belltower?"
self_composed
"Just one other. Why, are there lots? My personnel officer ran into her kid and we've been interacting since. I've been here several times. What's the Belltower?"
ferratus
"I've met two!" says Tony. "You're number three! And Shell Bell, that's ours, she's heard of tons more. She made the Belltower it's for yous to congregate in we can show you if you want come see come see."
He runs out of breath and stops babbling excitedly.
He runs out of breath and stops babbling excitedly.
self_composed
"Shell Bell? Oh my word that's precious," laughs Bella. "Belltower? Is it a literal tower in the backyard or something? Because that's what I would do, assuming I could get Bar to give me the local equivalent of a building permit."
ferratus
"Nope, it's a room upstairs," he says. "The Bells are kinda strapped for cash so one of my alts is paying for it."
self_composed
"Well, that's silly, if it's a Belltower then a Bella should be covering it. Bar takes imperial asters, I'm not going to run out any time soon," says Bella, grinning. "Let's see the place and I assume it'll convince me to fund it."