demonbelthazor | Stalking Walking to the Hotel....

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Stalking Walking to the Hotel....

With only one class on Fridays, Belthazor decided to head into town after Celtic Studies. He wanted to ~~stalk Phoebe~~ talk to Crowley about just what was going on with Phoebe staying at the hotel.

This much snow was a new experience for him. He idly wondered just how cold it was going to get as he headed to the hotel.

[OOC: Extreeeeeme slowplay since I'm getting on a plane in half an hour.]

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He's lounging on a couch in the lobby, dozing since his charge is at school. Unfortunately for the whelp, who just happens to have gotten on The Demon's bad side, he notices his presence upon entry and his wings burst forth and jet him upright. His voice drips frozen acid as he stares Belthazor down.

"What do you want here, boy?"

"I want to know how Phoebe is," Bel demanded. "The radio said she was here."

"She's not here now, you dolt. The girl has commitments that she endeavours to uphold...unlike you. Did I not tell you that you'd tear out her heart, boy? Sadly, it gives me no satisfaction...now that she's mine."

"She is not yours," Bel growled. "She's...." He wanted to say "mine," but that wasn't the case anymore. "She doesn't belong to you," he repeated.

"I'm not going to argue this with you, whelp. She signed herself over, freely and willingly. She's mine whether you like it or not...and I take care of what's mine. It's precisely why I didn't let her die in the alley. It's why I won't let you near her without her consent."

"Signed?" Bel said. "What the hell are you talking about? You don't own her, and I don't need your permission if I want to talk to her."

"Signed in blood, dear boy. She gave herself to me so I'd leave you alone. I'm amazed at the way you repaid her kindness...was Piper worth it? Perhaps I should see if she'll be mine as well. I could have a whole set. Like pokimans." He grins, his wings flexing wide.

"So you see, you little shit, you do need my permission. She came to me to get away from you. I keep my bargains."

"You can't keep me from her," Bel snarled. "I don't care what you tricked her into signing. And you can't be with her every second of the day. Don't underestimate me -- if I want to see her, I will. The only thing that is going to stop me is death."

He leans forward at the waist, his teeth growing longer. "Is that your choice, Belthazor? I've held off, but if you challenge me again, I will kill you without remorse. I killed your little friends...I can take you from this world just as easily."

~~[[except omg no no no!]]~~

"They weren't my friends," Cole said in a low voice. "Not anymore. And whatever's happened between me and Phoebe, you're not part of it. The last thing she would want would be for me to die, but if I have to to protect her, I still will. That hasn't changed."

[OOC: *flails*]

"No. Not you. For some reason, although she can barely breathe and needs me to stay with her as she sleeps, she doesn't wish you harm. The witch is far too good for you, halfbreed." He steps forward, his tongue writhing against his dripping fangs.

Bel held his ground, trying not to show any fear. "You're right," he agreed. "She is too good for me. I don't deserve her."

He rights himself, his form returning to his favorite. Licking his lips, he grins. "Smart enough to know that...maybe you're not a complete waste."

Bel felt defeated. "If she's so desperate to not see me that she's come to you for protection and signed herself over to you," he said, "then I guess there's not much I can do."

"No, pet. There isn't." With a smug grin, he closes the distance. "Would you like her heart back on day?"

He nodded. "Yes...more than anything."

"I'll send it to you in a box when I pull it out her throat."

His grin doesn't fade, amused by his little joke he knows will only provoke the boy more.

His anger flared again, driving away the haze of misery. "Don't you fucking dare," he growled, fire sparking unbidden in his fingers. "If you hurt her I will kill you. I will find a way, I promise you."

"You'll try and you'll fail, Belthazor. Take your parlor tricks away. You know they don't work on me. I have no desire for a you shaped crater in my lobby. Be gone..."He waves him off dismissively.

"Don't hurt her," Bel said. "I don't know what or why she signed something with you, but don't hurt her. Please."

"I like how you beg, boy. It would be so much more effective on your knees, however. How badly do you want her to live?"

"I'll do anything," Bel said through clenched teeth.

"Then kneel, Belthazor. Kneel and beg for her life."

Bel stiffened, but sank to one knee. He was accustomed to kneeling before a superior power, but it didn't mean he liked it. "Please," he said. "Don't hurt her."

Wings pull in and a cruel grin curls the corners of his mouth. "Agreed, I won't hurt the witch. You've already done that for me." A rasping hiss of a laugh fills the lobby, "I imagine I should thank you, perhaps even consider you my protoge."

Bel twitched, but didn't take the bait. "I thought you already considered me your pet project," he said quietly.

"Now that I have a new pet, Belthazor, I hardly consider you at all."

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"Then what use do you have to make me kneel then?" Bel snapped. "Just for amusement? I didn't realize you were that petty."

"What use? Why, power, boy. Always power. You kneel and you give up what little power you had. You are so very easy to manipulate, Belthazor. One day, if you prove yourself worthy...I may just grant you a spine." He turns on his heel to walk away, but pauses and looks back. "One of your very own."

"I hate you," Bel hissed.

"As you should, my dear. As you should."

He saunters off to his office, hissing laughter filling his absence.

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