Stalking Walking to the Hotel....

[demonbelthazor]

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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[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

"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."

[demonbelthazor]

"I hate you," Bel hissed.

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

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

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