demonbelthazor (
demonbelthazor) wrote in
fandomtownies2005-11-23 11:43 pm
Wednesday Night
Belthazor walked through the quiet streets of Fandom Town. Most of the students had already left for the holidays, and some of the town residents as well. His mission for the moment was an urgent one -- procuring snacks and drinks so that he could return to the dorms to settle in for the night with Phoebe and watch movies or something. They still hadn't decided where they wanted to go for vacation.
He was kind of enjoying the snow, because aside from the lair of the occasional ice demon, one didn't see that kind of thing in the Underworld. Not that he would ever admit he thought it was kind of neat.
[ETA: Continuity note -- Inara, then Crowley/Aziraphale.]
[OOC: Trapped in Minnesota and bored. Save me!]
He was kind of enjoying the snow, because aside from the lair of the occasional ice demon, one didn't see that kind of thing in the Underworld. Not that he would ever admit he thought it was kind of neat.
[ETA: Continuity note -- Inara, then Crowley/Aziraphale.]
[OOC: Trapped in Minnesota and bored. Save me!]

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Belthazor, my boy. Up to no good?
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Aziraphale notices the tension between the two men, and tilts his head at Crowley as if looking for an explanation.
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He tucks his arm through Crowley's and waits patiently to see if Belthazor has a better plan.
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She thought she recognised the young man who walked past her, although she hadn't seen him in a while. "Belthazor?"
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[OOC: Yes, his face is a little bruised, and he's slightly favoring his right side as he was walking.]
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She makes to keep walking. "It's good to see you again, Belthazor."
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