South Attic, Sunday Afternoon
Jan. 29th, 2006 05:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
demonbelthazorBel paced the common room of the South Attic, his thoughts troubled by the past few days.
Tuesday night he'd gone to Caritas for a drink. Veronica Mars had gotten in his face about his pretending to be Angel. He would've just blown her off but she slapped him, and he instinctively grabbed at her throat. The spells that protected Caritas flung them both outside, in a back alley. From there it just got worse. He'd taunted Veronica about her feelings for Logan. She in turn had threatened to tell Phoebe about his seduction of Piper months before. He'd threatened to kill her if she did, and then Logan showed up. And shot him. The wound wasn't bad, but he didn't want to risk another shot doing any serious damage, so he left Veronica to her would-be Prince.
He'd only managed to shimmer a short distance before the pain forced him to reform. He sought out Dr. Wilson to get himself stitched up -- and learned more than he wanted to know about Wilson's relationship with Aziraphale. He hid the injury from Phoebe, but he wasn't able to hide everything. In the lounge the next morning, Logan interrupted seriouscuddling studying and told Phoebe that Cole had slept with Piper and threatened Veronica. Overwhelmed by the news, Phoebe had fled. He'd followed and tried to explain, but she ended their relationship. He'd brooded on the roof, talking to Pip, unable to think of what he was going to do now.
He blamed Logan, of course. Maybe if he'd been able to break the news to Phoebe himself it might have gone better. But finding out the way she did.... Then Angel had confronted him in the TA's lounge. To Bel's surprise, he was very Angelus-like in threatening Bel to stay away from Logan. Worried that Angelus might not like it if he had killed Echolls by the time he restored him, Bel decided not to kill him. Didn't mean he couldn't take more subtle jabs at him, probably through Veronica.
Phoebe called him Thursday night, drunk and almost incoherent. She admitted she was at the Hotel with Crowley. The next morning he headed over there to confront Crowley. It hadn't gone well. Crowley offered him Phoebe's heart -- literally -- and demanded Bel beg on his knees for her life. Knowing full well what Crowley was capable of, and caring for Phoebe even if their relationship was over, Bel obeyed. He'd submitted to worse in his years in the Underworld. Kneeling was nothing. What hurt was Crowley insinuating that Phoebe wanted nothing to do with him and had gone to Crowley as protection from Cole.
Defeated, he spent the night drinking heavily. Piper came to talk to him, but he couldn't console her and she couldn't console him. Of course, the radio insinuated something more had been going on.
Then the snowmen had attacked. He relished the opportunity for some violence to take his mind off things. What he didn't expect was some nice teamwork with Anakin and Logan. Desperate times....
Phoebe had called him again after the snowmen attack. He ached to say the words he wanted to say, but she didn't want to hear it. Maybe he should stop taking her calls. A clean break was better, he told himself. Besides, she was better off without him, as he was sure everyone was telling her. Their lives just weren't meant to be together. He had his duties, she had hers.
Feeling cooped up too much in the South Attic, he decided to head into town to see what kind of damage the snowmen had done there.
[OOC: Post itself is NFB, but comments are not. Post is open to interaction, but I'm jumping on a plane soon so slowplay is your friend.]
Tuesday night he'd gone to Caritas for a drink. Veronica Mars had gotten in his face about his pretending to be Angel. He would've just blown her off but she slapped him, and he instinctively grabbed at her throat. The spells that protected Caritas flung them both outside, in a back alley. From there it just got worse. He'd taunted Veronica about her feelings for Logan. She in turn had threatened to tell Phoebe about his seduction of Piper months before. He'd threatened to kill her if she did, and then Logan showed up. And shot him. The wound wasn't bad, but he didn't want to risk another shot doing any serious damage, so he left Veronica to her would-be Prince.
He'd only managed to shimmer a short distance before the pain forced him to reform. He sought out Dr. Wilson to get himself stitched up -- and learned more than he wanted to know about Wilson's relationship with Aziraphale. He hid the injury from Phoebe, but he wasn't able to hide everything. In the lounge the next morning, Logan interrupted serious
He blamed Logan, of course. Maybe if he'd been able to break the news to Phoebe himself it might have gone better. But finding out the way she did.... Then Angel had confronted him in the TA's lounge. To Bel's surprise, he was very Angelus-like in threatening Bel to stay away from Logan. Worried that Angelus might not like it if he had killed Echolls by the time he restored him, Bel decided not to kill him. Didn't mean he couldn't take more subtle jabs at him, probably through Veronica.
Phoebe called him Thursday night, drunk and almost incoherent. She admitted she was at the Hotel with Crowley. The next morning he headed over there to confront Crowley. It hadn't gone well. Crowley offered him Phoebe's heart -- literally -- and demanded Bel beg on his knees for her life. Knowing full well what Crowley was capable of, and caring for Phoebe even if their relationship was over, Bel obeyed. He'd submitted to worse in his years in the Underworld. Kneeling was nothing. What hurt was Crowley insinuating that Phoebe wanted nothing to do with him and had gone to Crowley as protection from Cole.
Defeated, he spent the night drinking heavily. Piper came to talk to him, but he couldn't console her and she couldn't console him. Of course, the radio insinuated something more had been going on.
Then the snowmen had attacked. He relished the opportunity for some violence to take his mind off things. What he didn't expect was some nice teamwork with Anakin and Logan. Desperate times....
Phoebe had called him again after the snowmen attack. He ached to say the words he wanted to say, but she didn't want to hear it. Maybe he should stop taking her calls. A clean break was better, he told himself. Besides, she was better off without him, as he was sure everyone was telling her. Their lives just weren't meant to be together. He had his duties, she had hers.
Feeling cooped up too much in the South Attic, he decided to head into town to see what kind of damage the snowmen had done there.
[OOC: Post itself is NFB, but comments are not. Post is open to interaction, but I'm jumping on a plane soon so slowplay is your friend.]
