demonbelthazor: (Bel is in the Wastelands)
demonbelthazor ([personal profile] demonbelthazor) wrote2007-03-03 07:22 pm

The Wastelands, Saturday evening Fandom Standard Time [NFB]

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.]
sensethevisions: (Dark Witch : Charmingdesigns)

[personal profile] sensethevisions 2007-03-04 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Phoebe once again found herself in the red wastelands and she immediately started looking around. "Cole?"

[identity profile] a-phale.livejournal.com 2007-03-04 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
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.
nadiathesaint: (you want a piece of me?)

[personal profile] nadiathesaint 2007-03-04 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com 2007-03-04 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
Alanna blinked at the tongues. "Ew?" She weilded Lightning in one hand and got ready to get rid of anything that got near.

[identity profile] lovechildblair.livejournal.com 2007-03-04 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
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.