Gym: Early Monday Morning

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor woke early, troubled by thoughts of Crowley's call the night before and the letter from Raynor. He headed down to the gym in the pre-dawn hours to work of some aggression before class. Throwing fireballs, for a change, wasn't what he wanted to do. He wanted to hit things, and the punching bag would have to do. It did give him some satisfaction to imagine the bag was a few particular people.



[OOC: Open to interaction or to use the gym away from the cranky demon, of course. ;) ]

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[demonbelthazor]

Bel recognized Cam (or was it John? -- hard to tell the two apart) but didn't know him personally. He did know, however, that he was part of the crowd that Angel had been running with lately. "Hey," he said warily, then threw several more punches at the unfortunate bag.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Setting the tread mill to the right pace, Cameron starts jogging. As he watches Bel beat the crap out of the punching bag, he makes a mental note to add him to the least of people who can kick his ass. "I'm Cam, by the way. I don't think we've actually met although we were both in Ethics class."

[demonbelthazor]

"Belthazor," Bel grunted, giving the bag a solid hit. He paused, holding the bag to stop it from its wild swinging. "Yeah, Ethics," he said. "That was an...interesting class. What are you taking this semester?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Something like it," Cameron nodded and summed up his classes. "War Tactics, Self-Defence, Maths, Criminal Justice and Medieval History. I'm considering trying to get in two more classes. You?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Celtic Studies, Magical Theory, Sociology of the Paranormal, Sociology of Sex Cultures, and Speech 201," Bel said, catching his breath after his exertions. "I want to get into War Tactics and Self-Defense if they increase the class sizes."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"They sound like interesting classes," Cameron agred. "I'm glad I managed to get in. Looks like you're doing pretty good with that bag, though."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel grinned ruefully. "Just a little frustrated this morning, I guess," he admitted. "The bag is paying the price."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I totally get that, man." Cameron grimaced. "Is it helping?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Little bit," Bel said. "Just trying to get some of it out of my system before classes start."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron nodded and upped his pace a bit more. "I suppose you know the 'imagine you're hitting them' trick."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel spun and gave the bag a hard kick, then grinned at Cam. "Oh yeah," he said. "Makes it feel all the better to get it out."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Ow yeah," Cameron had been there a few times himself. "Girl troubles?" He asked, because somehow that always seemed to be at the heart of his issues.

[demonbelthazor]

"More like family issues," Bel said. "Letter from home. Dad's not too pleased with me at the moment." Technically, it was true.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Oh ouch." Cameron sympathised as that's pretty much his situation too. Well, it sounded like that to him anyway. "Yeah, I had a speech when I went home for christmas too. Just do what's right for you, man."

[demonbelthazor]

"Would like to," Bel said. "Not easy to do when you have so much opposition, though." No hidden meaning there, not at all. "But, hey, I'm stubborn. When I set my mind to something, I usually get it done."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"That's rough," Cameron decided that he shouldn't be so paranoid as that totally didn't sound suspicious. "Family can be a bit of a pain in the ass from time to time. No matter how much you like them."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel chuckled. "You should meet my mother. Pain in the ass doesn't even begin to describe her."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"I think I'll pass," Cameron laughed.

[demonbelthazor]

"Probably a wise idea," Bel said. He stretched his arms and resumed punching at the bag. "So," he said casually between blows, "where are you from, Cam?"


[[No problem, I'm at work anyway, so I sneak a peek for comments every so often myself. ;) ]]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Memphis," Cameron replied. "100% Southern boy. You?"

[demonbelthazor]

"San Francisco," Bel said. "Spent the first few years of my life there, then I was in the Underworld." He didn't bother to hide it since he was sure Cam already knew what he was.

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Underworld?" Cameron blinks. "As in hell?"

[demonbelthazor]

"Something like that," Bel said. "It's pretty similar to what some people call hell, only there's no guy with horns and a pitchfork running things. Though I suppose if he wanted to look that way he could."


[[He was outed as a demon during the last school election with the video that Parker put out, but Cam could've missed that. Bel just assumes he knows and could be entirely mistaken. Play whichever way you want. :) ]]

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

And here he was thinking only the new students were going to get their brain broken today. "Right, this would be another one of those things I don't tell my grandma."

[demonbelthazor]

Bel raised an eyebrow in surprise. "You sound like Angel didn't tell you what I am."