Suite 518/520, Thursday morning/early afternoon

[demonbelthazor]

The X-Men had returned Bel and Phoebe and the others to Fandom late last night. Bel was still a little freaked out about seeing Kitty, but it was good to be home. His body was stiff and sore and bruised from the fighting at the Statue of Liberty, and he welcomed the chance to sleep in his own bed again. He wasn't, however, particuarly looking forward to the questions and accusations that were probably waiting for him, and he lingered in bed come morning, dreading getting up.

But Marie was safe, and that was what mattered. He'd deal with everything else as it came.


[ooc: open for anyone who's been waiting to accost the ex-demon. ;)]

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[demonbelthazor]

"I'm alive," Bel said, shrugging a little. "I hurt and it sucks but...yeah, I'm alive." He brought his hand up and rubbed his forehead. "What did Marty tell you?"

[nadiathesaint]

"That he saw you kill someone. So he used a potion that Veronica and Piper had given him to remove your demon side."

[demonbelthazor]

"He did. I did," Bel admitted. He drew in a breath and closed his eyes. "I didn't want to. Raynor made me do it."

[nadiathesaint]

"Raynor. He was--was he the man we saw, the one ordering around--um, you, sort of . . . when we were in hell? What did he do? How did he make you do it?"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel nodded. "Yeah, he was there in hell. He cast a spell on me and made my demon half take control of me. I couldn't stop myself...."

[nadiathesaint]

"Dios." Nadia kind of wanted to give him a hug, but had no idea how he'd react. So she just kind of fidgeted. "But he can't do that any more? Now that Marty. . . ."

[demonbelthazor]

"Right," Bel said. "But I can't protect myself or Phoebe from demons anymore. And Raynor's gonna destroy my father's soul."

[nadiathesaint]

". . . You'll have to learn how to fight like the rest of us. I don't know what you can do about your dad's soul, though."

[demonbelthazor]

"That's why I got a gun," Bel grumbled. "And Phoebe freaked."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded slowly. "Do you know how to use a gun, Bel?"

[demonbelthazor]

"'Course I do," Bel said. True, he didn't have much experience, but he wasn't going to admit that.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia raised an eyebrow. "And how long has it been since you've practiced with it? Because it's absolutely nothing like riding a bike. You have to keep up with it, or else you'd only be dangerous to the people you're trying to protect." She shook her head. "Which isn't me trying to lecture you or anything, I just don't want to see anyone else get hurt. If you want, we could spar when my shoulder's healed up. . . . I've picked up on a few tricks on fighting people who are technically more powerful than you are."

[demonbelthazor]

"I practiced with it, yeah," Bel said. "I hit the target." Okay, so it hadn't been too far away. "I know what I'm doing, honest."

[nadiathesaint]

"Okay," Nadia said hesitantly. She was pretty sure that Bel was just being macho and kind of dumb, but, for once, decided it would probably be best if she didn't say that outloud. "But if you want or need any help with anything, let me know, okay? I don't want you or Phoebe getting hurt any more than you do." She smiled slightly. "And I might even be willing to mallet Marty a little in your name, if you pay me nicely."

[demonbelthazor]

That perked Bel up a little. "How much?" he said, reaching for his wallet.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia considered this. She hadn't thought that Bel would, you know, take her up on it. ". . . How much you got?"

What? She was still a little bit annoyed at Marty for not telling her anything.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel peered into his wallet. "Ummm, eighteen dollars and seventy-two cents," he confirmed. "But I can get more. Maybe."

[nadiathesaint]

"Well, normally, I'd say fifty bucks, but he is kind of like a brother to me. So let's say . . . $30 and a sparring session?" Because she still wanted to make sure he knew how to fight without throwing fireballs.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel nodded. "Sounds fair to me." He handed a ten dollar pill to Nadia. "Here's a down payment."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia grinned, already working out if she should pad the mallet or let Marty in on the deal or not. Hey, if she gave him half, he might let her do it. "Pleasure doing business, Bel. I'll let you know when my shoulder's ready for a spar."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel nodded. "I won't be around at all this weekend," he said. "Going to Alanna's home with her for a special event. Just so you don't think someone vanquished me if you don't see me around."

[nadiathesaint]

"Good to know. Next week, then, if I don't see you, should I panic then?" she said it with a smile, but it was a half-serious question. If he didn't know what he was capable of handling, he could be in trouble. "Well, I'll stop bothering you now."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel gave her a half-smile. "Yeah, you can panic then, and start looking for the body. Start with Marty's room, or the Winchesters." Then, more seriously, he added, "Thanks for coming by."

[nadiathesaint]

"No problem. See you around, Bel. Have fun at Alanna's thingy."