The Mighty Belthazor

It being Bel's birthday, he wanted a very special cake.

A very special cake.

But it was his cake. His precious. Touch it and you may get a fork in your hand. Sneaky little hobbitses.


[Meant to put this up earlier but oh well. Open for SP (and phone calls) as I have taken THE Q and may pass out unexpectedly.]

Bel had safely stashed Phoebe in another room in the hotel, up on one of the higher floors away from everyone else. She hadn't been entirely happy with him locking her up there, but he wanted to keep her safe and hidden from Veronica and Piper or anyone else that might try to take her away.

He'd shimmered out to locate his volatile vampire and found her with Lindsey and Piper. Having Phoebe back certainly hadn't instantly restored him to good guy status since he never quite got there to begin with in his world due to her death, so he hadn't exactly stepped in to stop them. He was more than happy to let veronica distract herself with Piper, and getting rid of the witch would make sure that she wouldn't try to take Phoebe from him. He'd just totally blame it on Veronica and Lindsey, and what Phoebe didn't know wouldn't hurt her.

Of course, torture always got him worked up and horny, and Veronica was doing her best to seduce him, and even with Phoebe back he still had a thing for vampires and he hadn't progressed past his jackass days (and still hadn't, if you asked Logan or Anakin), so he didn't exactly fight to hard about being dragged to bed with Veronica. And Lindsey. Piper having to witness the debauchery was just icing on the proverbial cake.

Come the next morning, Piper was still tied to a chair, and Bel was in the bed tangled up in post-coital bliss with his vampires. Except they weren't vampires anymore, and he was back to being his true self. And waking up to a very girly scream from Lindsey.

[For the orgy pile and the disgusted witness. And possibly anyone looking for them. ;) ]

It being Logan's birthday, Bel had to be especially annoying to him today.

Which was why he was lounging in one of the hotel's common areas, watching one of Aaron Echolls's movies. You know, the one with the gods and the giant scorpions and RELEASE THE KRAKEN. If anyone asked, he'd completely forgotten that Logan's father was in this movie. He was just watching it to compare it to the remake that was coming out soon, honest!


[Open to the hotelmates, of course, or any phone calls.]

Bel was puttering around in the lobby, trying to decide what to do with his day, absently humming under his breath. Without even realizing it, ( he broke into song: )

Someone was going to have to die. An act of violence was the only possible response to this.

A wee half-demon was prowling about the hotel lobby, looking for something to do, otherwise known as "up to no good." Currently, he was peering at the weapons cabinet, wondering how he could get into it. He could always blow the door up with a fireball, but then it would be obvious that it had been him. The key to mischief was concealing your tracks and leaving room for someone else to take the blame. But the shiny sharp objects were so tempting and he really wanted to play with them.


[Open to all residents, of course, or phone calls.]

After his night out with Angel, Bel returned to find Phoebe passed out with Veronica and Logan. He had barely refrained from immolating Logan on the spot, but he was horrified when he realized that Veronica had told Logan -- and possibly Phoebe -- about how he felt for Angel. He just hoped Phoebe was too drunk to understand what she might have heard.

( Phoebe sighed when she was set down on the bed. )

[NFB due to distance.]