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[demonbelthazor]

Scratch that. Private meeting.

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[demonbelthazor]

"Don't worry," Belthazor says. "You're a lot more fun this way. Last thing I'd want to see is you pulling an Anakin."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"That Anakin plan a definite by the way?" Angelus asks. "Because I'll start on that next time I see him, if you want. Tell me what you want to say and I'm all over it."

[demonbelthazor]

"Oh yeah," Belthazor says, nodding. "The way he acts right now, he's liable to go running to his 'Master' if he thinks we're up to something no good. Push him over the edge with Padme and he's ours. And I think all that pent up anger could bring some serious firepower."

He settles back in his chair. "I'll see about arranging some more private tutoring sessions with Padme."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Excellent," Angelus takes a deep drag off of his cigarette. "I think he's going to be real useful to us once we can turn him."

Angelus pauses. Thinks. "Huh. Wonder if I could turn him?"

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor grins wickedly. "Only one way to find that out."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus takes a pencil off of the desk. He sketches in a rough outline of what Anakin would look like with fangs and ridges. "We'll call that plan B. If the stick won't come out of his ass your way, I'll make with the siring. But we'll try your way first."

Angelus's eyes flash a quick hint of gold. "The betrayal will taste better if he's still got his soul."

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor nods. "Oh yes. It's always best to see the look in their eyes right before they break."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"A demon after my own heart," Angelus blew out a circle of smoke to punctuate the statement. "I should tell you the story about the almost-nun I turned one time."

[demonbelthazor]

"Now that's a story I definitely want to hear some day."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You'll love it," Angelus runs the tip of his pencil along a blank page, starting to sketch out a picture of Dru. "There's torture, death, and I drove her nuts."