East Attic, Friday evening around 5:00

[demonbelthazor]

Bel paced the East Attic, waiting for people to arrive. He'd called up several people hoping they could help him tonight.

This was it. He had already betrayed the Underworld, but if he rescued Phoebe and fought his mother, there would be no turning back, ever.

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[nadiathesaint]

"Good thing I didn't bring any."

[demonbelthazor]

"What do you think you're going to do?" Bel asked.

[nadiathesaint]

"Fight." She said, simply. "I've done it, before."

[demonbelthazor]

"Against demons? I don't think so," Bel said. "You're not going anywhere. You and Veronica can stay here and be homebase or something."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia bit her lip on a long Spanish curse that would probably require Bel to be somewhat more flexible than he was. "You have no idea what I can do."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel sighed. "I'm not going to be responsible for you getting hurt," he said. "You're not going."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia glared at Bel, wondering it it would help if she threatened to sic Moral on him again.

Scratch that, she gave Moral to Veronica.

Damn.

So she kept glaring.