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Halls of Fandom High, Friday Night

Bel wandered aimlessly through the halls, avoiding...everyone. Phoebe wanted her grandmother and oldest sister to meet him this weekend, and he still wasn't so sure about that. And he really didn't want to see all the happy reunions of parents and children that other people were having. Jealousy, he knew. After all, he didn't have a loving mother or father who wanted to see him. His father was dead, his mother was (thankfully) dead now, and the rest of the Underworld thought he was dead.

He sighed, his hands stuffed in his pockets, his head down as he rounded a random corner.

[ooc: for those who know who they are. If you have a desire to jump in, please to be pinging me on AIM first.]
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[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Definitely should have killed him." Wilson said softly, even though he knew that would have only delayed the inevitable.

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
Not that he was necessarily the bloodthirsty type, but Aziraphale found himself still agreeing with that assessment. "I know that it's not what you want to hear, but...perhaps, in a way, that might be the best thing. For them to send someone after you. I mean, I certainly don't want anything to happen to you, but now that we know, and can be prepared and keep our eyes open, perhaps a bit of a confrontation to prove that you won't be taken back and that you are capable of standing up to them, is what's needed."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-10-21 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Bel looked down at his hands. "If they want me back, I don't know if we can stop them," he said. "All my life Raynor...made me do things I didn't want to. Any time I disobeyed he or one of the others made me regret it."

[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
Finished with the cleaning of the wounds, Wilson did reach for a butterfly bandaid for one cut.

"Bel, is Phoebe worth those regrets?" He asked softly.

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know for certain that we can stop them either, my dear," Aziraphale said firmly. "But I do know that I'm willing to try. And I'll bet so are quite a few others."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-10-21 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't want anyone to get hurt because of me," Bel said. He looked at Wilson. "Especially Phoebe. She's got a big enough target on her back on her own. I'm adding to it."

[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
Wilson took a breath then stopped himself and sat back.

"No sudden decisions tonight. Let's just get some tea and some sleep and we'll talk about it in the morning."

Pausing, Wilson reached for his tea.

"Anyone want to watch Iron Sushi? The original? With the bad sub job?"

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
Agreeing whole-heartedly about not making sudden decisions, Aziraphale smiled and reached for the remote. "I think that sounds like a lovely idea," he said, turning on the television. "There's a bed all made up for you, Belthazor, in the study. For whenever you feel you want some sleep."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-10-21 06:07 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm pretty worn out," Bel admitted, rubbing the back of his head. "I hit the wall pretty hard. I should probably get some rest."

[identity profile] dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Wilson looked at Bel and then nodded, giving Bel a warm smile.

"Rest well, Bel and don't hesitate to make yourself at home. There are extra towels in the linen closet. Also Don't mind me if I pop in to bug you a couple of times in the night. It's a doctor instinct, want to make sure you don't slip into a coma."

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not a doctor instinct, it's a mother instinct," Aziraphale corrected teasingly, with a wink for Bel. "Feel free to raid the kitchen as well, my dear, if you like."

Standing, he leaned over and gave Bel a very quick gentle around his shoulders, quick enough that hopefully the young man wouldn't be too much bothered by the contact. "Anything at all you need, you just say so."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2006-10-21 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
Bel carefully rose to his feet and moved toward the study door. He paused at the door and turned around. "Thanks again," he said. "I'll see you in the morning. Or throughout the night as the case may be." He gave Wilson a rueful smile.

He disappeared into the room, made a quick phone call, then collapsed on the bed and immediately passed out.
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