Koala Cabin, Alcove A3, Early Morning

[demonbelthazor]

Bel was tired. And sore.

Last night, he'd been awaken from a sound sleep by John Connor screaming on the other side of the cabin. He'd gone over to see what the hell was going on, and John had attacked him. Of course he'd defended himself. But then when John attacked Lana and then Maia, he'd become enraged, lost control over his temper, and come close to killing John. If John had hurt Phoebe, he probably would have killed him.

So he was decidedly emo about how easy it was to slip into demon form. He was stiff and sore. And he was pissy about getting detention for defending himself and the girls.

Staying in bed today seemed a good idea.


[ooc: open to the girlfriend, any Koala residents who might pop their heads in, or anyone who has reason to visit Bel.]

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair bit his lip and bounced outside the alcove several times. He wasn't really sure what to say or ask and debated turning around and leaving several times.

Finally he cleared his throat and called out. "Um...I really hope I'm not interrupting things, but can I talk to Bel?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel made sure he and Phoebe were relatively decent. "Yeah, come on in, Blair," he said.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair peeked around the curtain, one hand covering his eyes. "First off, are you okay?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel got out of bed wearing only his pajama bottoms. He pulled a t-shirt over his head. "I'm fine," he said. "A little beat up, but just bumps and bruises, maybe a cracked rib."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Cracked rib doesn't sound fine to me." Blair still kept his hand over his eyes, sorta facing in the general direction of where Bel's voice was coming from.

"I..." Blair paused and mentally shrugged. He considered Bel a friend, but he also knew that he could be dangerous. "I'm still your friend, man. So don't take this the wrong way or anything. But are you back to being evil?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Huh?" Bel said. "Why are you asking me that? And you can look at me."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, I just don't want to intrude on your and Phoebe's privacy." Blair waved towards where he thought Phoebe might be in the alcove.

"I get that John went nutso last night and you protected the girls and stuff." Blair took a deep breath. "But you hurt him and I'm not sure if the whole 'going off of evil' thing is like trying to stay away from beer and now that you've had a taste of it you'll start wanting it more and then it's a slippery slope back off the wagon and I think I might have mixed up my metaphors there."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel frowned. "I did what I had to to protect myself and the girls," he said. "I'm not going to be evil again, really."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair peeked through his fingers and looked at Bel for a long moment. "I believe you, man."

"Cool. Well not cool with the violence, but you know what I mean. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. Physically and spiritually."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel glanced at Phoebe, then gestured for Blair to step out of the alcove. "Okay, I'm a little worried about how easily I slipped into demon form," he admitted once they had left the alcove. "Once he hurt the girls I was pissed. If he had hurt Phoebe...."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair followed Bel and listened seriously. "So what were you feeling when you were fighting him before you got all demon-y?"

"If he had hurt Phoebe-what? You would have killed him?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I was pretty annoyed," Bel said. "I mean, he woke us up from sleep and then jumps me?"

At Blair's second question, there was little hesitation. "Yeah," he said. "If he hurt her, I very well might have killed him."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Whoa, man." Blair bit his lip and thought. "That's a really, really bad idea."

"Okay, this is something that you can deal with. It's just a matter of not letting the demon side come out when you're angry, right? I mean, it's not like you can just not be angry ever. That's not even possible for me! You just need to find a way to deal with anger without being demon-y."

[demonbelthazor]

"If you're about to suggest singing kumbayah..." Bel said, his eyes narrowing.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"No man, this is serious." Blair shook his head. Although it could work! Kumbayah: The anti-demon song.

"You need to find a way to experience anger without turning into a demon, that way the temptation isn't there in a tense situation."

[demonbelthazor]

"How am I supposed to do that?" Bel said. "It's...it's instinct."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"So is peeing whenever you feel like it. But we train ourselves to do something else, to control and modify our behavior." Blair paced while he talked.

"You need to train yourself to stay human when you get angry like that. It may be instinct for you to change, and it may be hard for you to stay...but I believe you can do it, man."

[demonbelthazor]

"I'll try." Bel sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "Good thing Dean and Sam weren't around. They'd be here with pitchforks and torches by now."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Probably not." Blair shrugged. "I would think they would just shoot you or something. I don't really think they need to know about this."

"I can help you, man, if you need it." Blair smiled. "Just let me know."

[demonbelthazor]

"Thanks," Bel said, a half-smile replacing his frown. "I appreciate it. I really do."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Okay. I gotta get ready for my workshop. Take it easy and tell Phoebe sorry for barging in on you two this morning!" Blair bounced down the hall towards his side. "See ya, man!"

[demonbelthazor]

"Later," Bel called after him, then stepped back into the alcove.