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[demonbelthazor]

Scratch that. Private meeting.

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[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."