demonbelthazor | Suite 518/520, Monday morning

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Suite 518/520, Monday morning

Bel was getting ready for the road trip to pick up Marie. He was angry that he couldn't just shimmer to the train station and pick her up. Faster, safer, but he couldn't do that anymore. It didn't add to the helplessness he was feeling.

Skipping out of Pop Culture and avoiding Marty, however? That he could deal with.

[ooc: Mainly for teh girlfriend and

cameronmitchell...although not necessarily at the same time. But that would be pretty. Anyone else is welcome to knock.]

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Cameron rolled his eyes. "What the hell do you think you've been doing by not telling anyone what Raynor was up to?" he asked, tone slightly accusing. "He made you kill a witch now. Who would have been next if Marty hadn't stepped in? Phoebe? Willow? Veronica?"

"I wouldn't have hurt any of them!" Bel protested, trying not to think of how he'd tried to kill Veronica before.

Which was exactly what Cameron was thinking about. "No? So what are you saying here? That you could have stopped yourself from killing that witch, but you didn't know her so it didn't really matter?"

Bel had walked right into that one. "No -- I mean, I know them, they're my friends, so it would've helped me resist more," he tried to explain.

"Would have," Cameron repeated. "Yeah, sorry if I'm not going to put all my faith into that. You of all people know how much of a danger you could have been to either of them. So you can either learn from this screw up and start accepting help from the people who offer it or you can be a stubborn jackass and try to get yourself killed on your own. It's up to you, but if I have so much of an inkling that you're a threat to anyone, you're going to regret it."

"I'm human now," Bel said, and there was bitterness in his voice. "I'm just as dangerous as you are. Maybe even less so. And, what, you expect me to drag people to the Underworld on a suicide mission?"

"You don't need to be a demon in order to do something dangerous," Cameron pointed out. "That's got nothing to do with what you are, but with who you decide to be. You decided to walk away from the Underworld and your friends backed you up. You wouldn't be dragging anyone down there if they chose to go with you and if you use your brain and think ahead instead of blindly charging in, we'll all have a chance to help you save your father."

"And what if something bad happens?" Bel shot back. "How am I supposed to live with that? I don't want to risk anybody else."

"That works both ways, man. How are your friends supposed to live with it that they weren't there to help you? You've got a greater chance beating this Raynor guy if you've got back up," Cameron countered.

"I guess so," Bel sighed. "But I just don't wanna be responsible for somebody getting hurt. I've already done enough damage on my own. I've got enough to live down without adding to the pile."

"I can understand that," Cameron relented with a sigh. "But no one is going to hold you responsible. They would know what they're getting themselves in to. We've defeated your mother and her posse, we can do this too. Just think about it and try not to do anything stupid to get yourself kill in the meantime."

"I will," Bel promised. "I have to come up with a plan. Hard part is going to be getting into the Underworld now that I can't shimmer. Actually, hard part is going to be getting out."

Cameron nodded, he might be a bit bummed about Bel's loss of shimmering abilities as well. "Isn't Angel using portals to go from his Los Angeles to Fandom?"

"Yeah, I don't know if they can be used to get to the Underworld though," Bel said. "Or what kind of a commotion they'd make. I was gonna talk to Phale when he got back to see if he had any ideas. Can't hurt to have an angel on your side."

"No, it really can't. There's a lot of people here, I'm sure someone must know of a way to get us in and out," Cameron agreed.

"You signing on to help, then?" Bel said, a little relieved that Cam wasn't threatening his life due to past incidents with Veronica.

"If everything you told me today is true," he nodded. The dead threats would follow if it turned out to be a lie.

"It's true," Bel said. "When I walked away from the Underworld before, I really meant it. I didn't want to go back. I just...didn't have a choice."

"You didn't think you had a choice to walk away from the UNderworld," Cameron pointed out, trying to not sound accusing. "You found one anyway. We'll find one now."

"Thanks," Bel said. "And I really mean that. I already got a second chance here...I didn't expect to get a third."

"Yeah well..." Cameron grimaced. "Don't blow it. I'm still not happy with any of this, but you're the one who has to live with it. And I promise you, you won't like me if you risk anyone again." Veronica might be the first person on his mind, but she definitely wasn't the only one.

"Don't worry," Bel said, picking up on Cameron's train of thought. "Veronica and I had, uh, issues in the past, but we're cool now. Really. Last thing I'd want to see if her get hurt."

'Issues' was a rather interesting choice of words for trying to kill someone, but Veronica had said pretty much the same thing.

"Glad to see that we're on the same page about that much," he said and tiredly scrubbed a hand across his face. "I've got a class in less than half an hour so I need to go get ready. I trust you to let me know when you've come up with more of a plan." It really wasn't a question.

Bel nodded. "I will," he promised. "If I can figure out something, I'll definitely let you know."

"Good," he nodded, heading towards the door. "I'll see you later."

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