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demonbelthazor ([personal profile] demonbelthazor) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2005-10-16 10:52 pm
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At the gym

Belthazor was in a foul mood.

He decided to go down to the gym to work out some aggression. He could control the strength of his fireballs such that they wouldn't do any serious damage and was currently using random objects in the gym for target practice.

Destroying something would feel a lot better, though.
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-10-17 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"We haven't established anything," Belthazor said. "Just what kind of help do you think I need?"

Most definitely. Feel the UST!

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-17 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Beka rolled her eyes. "Short memory come with that angst? You came to me for help with Phoebe."

Her hand flashed out, quickly, aiming past his jaw, not intending to hit him, but to drive him back a step. "Just one more variation on the theme: a target that won't cry foul if you singe it."
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-10-17 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Belthazor ducked the punch and took a step back. "Yeah, and she's still living off campus and hiding and not letting me protect her," he said bitterly. He winced upon letting the words out, then tried to cover the reaction by throwing a fireball toward Beka's head.

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-17 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
Beka ducked the fireball, smiling grimly. "She's been avoiding talking to me, too. What don't I know that I should?" Back on common ground, she felt secure enough to swing at him for real, and struck out for his ribs.
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-10-17 05:26 am (UTC)(link)
Belthazor grunted as she connected with his ribs. "Don't ask me," he said. "All I know is that she feels safer hiding in her room than with me. How am I supposed to take that?" He gave up with the fireballs and took a swing at Beka's torso.

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-17 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
Beka let the punch land, so that she could strike out with her other hand. A quick feint toward his face followed by an uppercut toward his chest with from the side he'd just hit. Slightly winded, she pushed out: "Maybe like she doesn't want you to be in danger, jackass. Is that what the black flowers are about?"
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-10-17 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"So hiding from me puts me in less danger?" he said, scowling as he twisted to avoid her blows. "Besides, it didn't say for sure it was me. And I can take care of myself." He went low and tried to sweep her legs out from under her.

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-17 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
Beka sidestepped, but the sweep caught her in the thigh. Would leave a hell of a bruise, but left her standing. She's not sure whether that's a good thing or a bad thing... "In a word? Yes. If you're not around, you can't get hurt." Beka understands this logic perfectly. She's used it herself. "Not saying you should go along with it."

She put up her hand, signalling a stop for a minute. "What do you mean, they didn't say it was you?"
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[personal profile] demonbelthazor 2005-10-17 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Can't be hurt. Right," he said tightly.

He stopped short when Beka put up her hand. "The flowers said a 'him' would get hurt if she didn't move back to the dorms," he said. "If it's me they got another thing coming."

[identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com 2005-10-17 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
Moved us over here. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/186883.html?thread=6772739#t6772739)
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