The Mighty Belthazor

Ring, ring.

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Phoebe lifted her head from the arm of the couch and reached for the phone. "Hello?"

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"Hey, sweetheart," Cole said. "I'm sorry I scared you."

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Isabel had heard radio and wanted to get Xander's take on the situation. The fact that certain other people she wanted to see could possibly be there was an added bonus.

Despite the sunlight, she still kept a wary eye on her surroundings at she knocked on the door.

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Bel was sprawled on the couch, but got up to answer the knock when he heard it at the door. Maybe it was good news, that there had been a temporary soul-sucking thing on the island that had slurped up Angel's soul, but someone had killed it and in doing so made it vomit the soul up, and now it was firmly back in Angel's body.

Okay, the slurping and vomiting part sounded kind of gross, but he was desperate here!

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"You realize I'm going to kick your ass, right?" She asked tiredly. "Where are you?"

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"Hey stranger," Isabel said when he opened the door. "What time's the food fight?" As far as humor went, it wasn't the best, particularly given who had been at that last food fight.

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"Fandom," he said. "I'll be back soon. My phone died last night so I didn't get your calls. . . ."

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"Hey," Bel said, moving back to let her walk into the apartment. He gave her a half-smile and said, "I wish."

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Phoebe sat up.

"Cole? What are you doing in Fandom?"

And why aren't I there with you?

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"Yeah, I got that impression," she nodded. "Radio was cryptic, but I can imagine. How are you doing?"

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Veronica got back from running her errands and let herself in, grateful that Xander had given them all spare keys.

She flopped down in a chair. "This doing nothing is driving me insane."

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Cole hesitated. "It's . . . it's bad," he said. "Angelus."

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"I'm fine," he said automatically, shutting the door behind her, then returning to the couch.

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"Yeah," Bel agreed. "Any news?"

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"Nope," Veronica said. "This sucks."

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"Oh my god."

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Isabel had grown up with Max and Michael. She was fairly certain I'm fine translated to I'm an emo mess inside but I'm going to play stoic so as not to ruin my macho image. "Just fine huh? Really? So you and evil hairboy discussed holiday plans yesterday?"

Edited Date: 2007-12-18 09:48 pm (UTC)

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"We don't know how it happened, but he's here," Cole went on. "We're trying to find him so we can resoul him." Well, some of them were.

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"He was pretending to be Angel," Bel said quickly, totally an emo mess but playing stoic so as to not ruin his macho image, and thinking Isabel would fall for it.

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"Anders said that there were some late arrivals at the clinic last night," Bel said. "Not sure who, though. . . ."

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"Because it hurts more when a friend twists the knife." Isabel would be insulted if she knew he thought she was that stupid ~~that's tomorrow~~.

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"Come get me."

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