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fandomhighdorms2005-10-25 08:27 pm
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To the Maru - Beka and Belthazor
After an afternoon spent mistressing Buffy, and enjoying it way too much, Beka needed to talk. To another Master. Angelus was almost certainly busy, and... well, the last time they'd talked about this assignment, she'd ended up feeling rather more like a favored slave than a Mistress herself.
Chiana probably would've been a smarter bet, but because of Buffy and Angelus, it seemed a good idea - at the time - to call Belthazor. He'd understand, and Phoebe wouldn't worry about him going off to talk with Beka.
So, leaving Buffy in Illyana's care with instructions to begin cleaning the Attic in anticipation of Parent's Weekend and Angelus's JA requestnot that she cared what he thought Beka picked up her comm and called Bel.
"Bel, it's Bek."
"Yeah?" he groused, but not unpleasantly.
"Got some time? I could talk."
After a brief pause, and a mumbled, "My bright one won't mind", he answered. "Sure. Where?"
"My ship. Shimmer here and get me?"
"What am I? Your personal taxi service?"
"Something like that." She grinned into the comm.
Right. Be right there.
[ooc: Bel modded with OOG permission. This post is NFB unless interrupted by the one or two other people who actually know where the ship is and might have an incentive to interrupt.]
Chiana probably would've been a smarter bet, but because of Buffy and Angelus, it seemed a good idea - at the time - to call Belthazor. He'd understand, and Phoebe wouldn't worry about him going off to talk with Beka.
So, leaving Buffy in Illyana's care with instructions to begin cleaning the Attic in anticipation of Parent's Weekend and Angelus's JA request
"Bel, it's Bek."
"Yeah?" he groused, but not unpleasantly.
"Got some time? I could talk."
After a brief pause, and a mumbled, "My bright one won't mind", he answered. "Sure. Where?"
"My ship. Shimmer here and get me?"
"What am I? Your personal taxi service?"
"Something like that." She grinned into the comm.
Right. Be right there.
[ooc: Bel modded with OOG permission. This post is NFB unless interrupted by the one or two other people who actually know where the ship is and might have an incentive to interrupt.]