The Mighty Belthazor

After failing to talk Phoebe out of coming to the island, and realizing that, yes, her magic could be needed to restore Angel, Bel agreed to come get her. She'd just get Paige to orb her if he didn't. "I'm going to get Phoebe," he told Anders. "Want to come with me?" There was the potential they might gang up on him to get him to admit what Angelus had said to him, but he hoped he could distract them, or, failing that, leave them both in Neptune and come back. And maybe bribing Paige somehow to not orb them after him.

Anders gave him a "Duh!" look. "You have to ask?" he said.

"All right," Bel said. "But neither of you are leaving here while it's dark out, got it? I'm counting on you to make sure Phoebe doesn't pull a Veronica." Or an Isabel, not that he knew that yet. Or, for that matter, not that he knew Angelus had been captured already.

"Won't let her out of my sight," Anders agreed. No way would he let Angelus hurt her. Or Bel, if he could help it, though he knew he was a little too late for that.

"Okay, let's go," Bel said, putting his hand on Anders's shoulder. He shimmered them to Neptune, and a an hour or so later, they returned with Phoebe.

[Establishy, since I am going to bed. Okay, not really. I have to pack. *flails*]

Bel knew this was a bad idea. Phoebe would stop him if she knew. So would Anders. Or Veronica. Or Logan. Or anybody. But knowing it was a bad idea didn't stop him from going to see the imprisoned Angelus.

He wasn't exactly lying to Phoebe about going outside to have a cigarette -- he just went for a walk afterwards and happened to pass by the jail. He didn't say anything when he got there and just watched Angelus instead, waiting for him to say something. If he even noticed Bel was there.

( Angelus noticed. )

[Preplayed with notstakedyet and future_visions. NFI, radio and OOC OK.]