Plan B - So. Very. NFB.
Jan. 21st, 2006 12:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demonbelthazorAfter returning home from Caritas, Bel put Phoebe to bed and snuggled with her until she fell asleep. Some time later he slipped from the bed and made his way into one of the unused rooms of the South Attic, where he had earlier placed the items he needed for his spell. He made a ring of black candles big enough for him to sit comfortably in, then lit them all by passing his hand over the wicks. Settling in the circle, he took the white cord he had purchased a few days before and coiled it around Angel's so very gay snowglobe to use as a focal point. The cord itself he'd been prepping for a few days with rituals to bring power and focus to it.
He was actually feeling a little guilt about doing this. Maybe it was because of Angel pretending to be friendly. Or maybe it was having a conversation almost like old times. Either way, he shook off the hesitation. He'd made a promise to Angelus, and he intended to keep it.
The spell Alanna had shown him had involved swapping two physical objects. He had modified it, and was attempting to move one intangible object from one place to another. He would take Angel's soul from his body and put it in theso very gay snowglobe. Just seemed fitting somehow.
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, putting his hands over the cord and theso very gay snowglobe, focusing on pulling Angel's soul into the globe. He could do this. He wasn't a witch like Phoebe and her sisters, but he did know demonic sorcery. He felt resistance but tried to power through it. When the strain became too much, he stopped abruptly, looking down at the so very gay snowglobe, panting. Did it work? He'd expected a light or a flash or something to tell him.
After waiting several minutes, he decided the morning would tell him if it worked or not. If it didn't, there was Darla's idea to fall back on. Somehow they'd get something to work.
He picked up the cord. As he did so, Seraphim skittered out of the shadows, slipping through the candles and pouncing on the cord, accidentally raking tiny kitten claws across Bel's fingers in the process. "Ow!" he said, jerking his hand back and inspecting the scratches in his skin. They bled a little, but nothing to worry about. "Give me that," Bel said, snatching the cord away from Seraphim, then shooed the kitten away as he blew out the candles. He pushed everything into a corner and dropped to cord over theso very gay snowglobe.
Returning to the bedroom, he stripped off his clothes and slipped back into bed. Phoebe sighed in her sleep and snuggled close. Exhausted by the magics he had tried to perform, he wrapped his arms around her and soon fell asleep, hoping the morning would bring news of his friend's return.
In the middle of the night, the cord flared with white light.
He was actually feeling a little guilt about doing this. Maybe it was because of Angel pretending to be friendly. Or maybe it was having a conversation almost like old times. Either way, he shook off the hesitation. He'd made a promise to Angelus, and he intended to keep it.
The spell Alanna had shown him had involved swapping two physical objects. He had modified it, and was attempting to move one intangible object from one place to another. He would take Angel's soul from his body and put it in the
Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes, putting his hands over the cord and the
After waiting several minutes, he decided the morning would tell him if it worked or not. If it didn't, there was Darla's idea to fall back on. Somehow they'd get something to work.
He picked up the cord. As he did so, Seraphim skittered out of the shadows, slipping through the candles and pouncing on the cord, accidentally raking tiny kitten claws across Bel's fingers in the process. "Ow!" he said, jerking his hand back and inspecting the scratches in his skin. They bled a little, but nothing to worry about. "Give me that," Bel said, snatching the cord away from Seraphim, then shooed the kitten away as he blew out the candles. He pushed everything into a corner and dropped to cord over the
Returning to the bedroom, he stripped off his clothes and slipped back into bed. Phoebe sighed in her sleep and snuggled close. Exhausted by the magics he had tried to perform, he wrapped his arms around her and soon fell asleep, hoping the morning would bring news of his friend's return.
In the middle of the night, the cord flared with white light.
