The Wastelands, Saturday evening Fandom Standard Time [NFB]

[demonbelthazor]

With the powers he'd gained from vanquished demons, Bel was able to fight back against the Beast. But even with those powers, he was still tired and once again wondering why he was struggling so hard to survive. He was trapped here for eternity, and he didn't want to spend that time running for his life.


[For them that know who they are. NFB due to distance.]

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[sensethevisions]

Phoebe once again found herself in the red wastelands and she immediately started looking around. "Cole?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders was sticking close to Phoebe. "This is the same place as before? Yikes."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is, of course, sticking close to both Anders *and* Phoebe, looking around warily. "Do you want me to try and track him, or something?" he asks.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Nice color scheme." Blair said, looking around the area. "Very minimalist and...red."

He stood a little behind Alanna, figuring that sticking behind a girl with a big sword was a good idea.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

As their surroundings solidified around them, Wilson sucked in a breath of the rank air and made a face, then he turned towards Aziraphale, his expression grim.

The angel nodded, his own face pulled into a slight scowl, and reached out to lay his hand on the young doctor's arm. It was gesture meant to comfort, not restrain, as he looked around. The spell had caused him to discorporate, and now he stood with wings unfurled, and utterly naked.

Strangely, he didn't actually seem to notice.

Luckily self preservation and the fact of being stuck in basically a demonic landscape overruled Wilson's more base instincts and he didn't completely notice his lover's nude state. At least not in the usual way he took notice of a naked angel.

Instead, he drew in a tight breath and turned to press a hard, somewhat desperate kiss to Phale's mouth, his hand reaching out to grab one of the angel's primary feathers, yanking it free of the delicate membrane beneath. Added fuel to his ability to distract, he hoped.

The kiss was a surprise, but Aziraphale returned it with equal fervor, blinking at the sudden sharp yank as the feather pulled free. "James love..." he murmured, with a worried look. "Please be careful."

Wilson gave his lover a wry smile.

"As careful as you will be." He said softly, a rueful acknowledgement that careful was not why either of them were down here.

Then he moved away, giving Phale the room he needed to summon the sword to his side and also getting into position to hopefully redirect the focus of their attackers.

With a smile to acknowledge the truth of that, Aziraphale took a step back, and summoned the sword to his hand, blue flame licking up the length of the blade.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Aziraphale didn't like the look of the tongues one bit. Aside from the fact that they were, well...giant tongues. Which was just wrong in so many ways. Hoping that he could draw their attention away, he headed off away from the rest of the group, flaring his wings and trying to make himself into as obvious a target as possible.

[blessed_twice]

Okay, the tongues really liked the look of Phale. Really. Several of them wriggled after him.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Feeling a little disconcerted by being chased by a group of rather eager-looking wriggling tongue-beings, Aziraphale picked up the pace until he was a goodly way apart from the rest of the group. Then he turned to face them, focusing his attention on the nearest, and waited for it to come within striking distance.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

The power emanating from this being was very attractive. One tongue started approach a frontal approach, while another snaked in from the back.

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

Great, the things were intelligent enough to work in tandem. Aziraphale was beginning to realize that this was going to be, honestly, more difficult than he'd hoped.

As soon as the one in front of him was within reach, he struck out with a slicing swing, the blade flaring as it came in contact with the tongue.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia spotted the tongues and tightened her grip on her gun and sword, moving to circle the group. They didn't seem to be after her yet, so she kept an eye out for anyone who might be having trouble with them.

She had no problem playing back up, just now.

[blessed_twice]

One of the tongues that was heading towards Phale suddenly stopped, swiveling toward Nadia. It began to move toward her.

[nadiathesaint]

Wow, those tongue things were . . . really effin' gross.

And not the best targets for guns. She quickly swapped her gun for her taser, dropping one foot back and holding her sword at ready, should the thing try to attack her.

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

The tongue maintained a slow pace as it crept towards Nadia and then suddenly lashed out and tried to wrap itself around her ankle to knock her off balance.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shifted her weight back and swung down with her sword at . . . well, the end the tongue was leading with, anyway.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna blinked at the tongues. "Ew?" She weilded Lightning in one hand and got ready to get rid of anything that got near.

[blessed_twice]

One of the tongues liked the look of Alanna and slithered toward her, trying to loop around her ankles.

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna? Didn't like the tongue. A purple ball of fire went flying from her finger tips to the tongue. "This is officially disgusting."

[blessed_twice]

The tongue reared up and slurped down the purple fireball. Mmmmmm!

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna spend five seconds juts oggling before she tossed another ball far from where anyone was standing. "Go. Fetch."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair looked around worriedly and frowned. Nobody was even making an attempt to communicate. Taking a step forward, Blair raised his hands and gave a little wave to the nearest tongue. "Hi! We're just passing through to pick up a friend. Nobody wants to hurt you!"

He wasn't sure if it would help, but he stuck out his tongue and wagged it in what he hoped was a cheerful greeting.

[blessed_twice]

If a tongue could be confused, this one was.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Awthsum." Blair mumbled around his stuck-out tongue and he gave a happy bounce. "I knew you could communicate. So how can we end this peacefully? Is there anything we can give you in trade for Bel?"

"Food? Money? Really long scarf?"

[blessed_twice]

The tongue sniffed at Blair. He didn't have any powers as far as the tongue could "see," so it began to lose interest in him, with more tempting targets so close by.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair looked down at himself and frowned. "Dude, what's up? You don't like me or something? Is it the hair? I always get complaints about the hair."

"I totally understand if you don't get it, being hairless and all."