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Zero was, as had become her wont, camped out in front of a screen, lit by its pale glow. She was probably starting to look like she hadn't seen the sun in years, but the movie was really coming together.

Date: 2007-03-01 05:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Bel." Parker reached over and grabbed a handful of popcorn. "Not that I'm going to miss him so much, but half of everyone else I know is having a really rough time of it." She rolled her eyes. "Especially Daisy."

Date: 2007-03-01 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Oy. Huge thing." Parker tried to think how to summarize, and worked it down to: "Bel was possessed since before Christmas by something called the Source of All Evil. Isabel figured it out, but wanted to check on it by dreamwalking, and asked me to be her spotter-- that's how I found out when he caught her at it. He put us under a spell to keep us quiet, we managed to break it, Possessed Guy attacked Angel and didn't succeed, he disappeared for a while, hid out in Blair, got exorcised by the Winchesters, went to the Underworld, then a ton of people went down to get Phoebe who he'd dragged down there with him, they had to vanquish him, and the real Bel is dead." She took a breath. "By all accounts. I wasn't in on that."

Then she took another sip of her drink. "Bel and Daisy were... friends. But you really gotta talk to Daisy about that, if you want more details."

Date: 2007-03-01 05:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Yeah. Poor bastard." Parker sighed. "We never hit it off, but he deserved better than that. And he had friends who were trying to help." She shook her head. "Not fair."

Date: 2007-03-01 05:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Awwww." Parker sighed, trying to remember, then gave up. "What was he doing that weekend?"

Date: 2007-03-01 05:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
Parker laughed. "Ohhh, man. I'm sorry I was too homicidal and bank-robbing to pick up on that." She shook her head. "Maybe save it 'til last? I don't know. I wouldn't cut it out entirely, though...."

Date: 2007-03-01 05:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Yeah. Maybe he was being the Anti-Bel, but he was still happy, it sounds like. People would like to see that." Parker finished off her drink, shaking her head. "The thing this weekend, if it goes right-- I'll be back on Saturday." She tapped her fingers on the console. "Not that you told me how to do anything, but thanks for not showing me stuff."

Date: 2007-03-01 05:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Hillman, Connecticutt," Parker said after a long moment of consideration. "And it's fifty-fifty on whether it would be bail or the cavalry. Hillman Marine. Big warehouse. Guards. It should be okay. But, well..." She shrugged. "I've been wrong before." After another long moment, she rolled her eyes. "And Jarod would know of a back way in. Just please, please, don't tell him unless you absolutely can't find us anywhere else."

Date: 2007-03-01 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Always." Parker smiled, and plinked Zero's ponytail as she got up. "I'll call and take you out to brunch as soon as we're back."

Date: 2007-03-01 06:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com
"Shooing. I look forward to the advance screening!" Parker said as she closed the door behind her.

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