Second floor common room, around periods sixth and seven

[demonbelthazor]

Bel raced through the dorm hallways, the Moral Bot in hot pursuit. It kept pace with him, reciting its programmed phrases, and whenever Bel tried to stop and kick it, hit it with a fireball, anything, it would dodge out of the way and shoot him with more glitter. It even managed to swiftly climb stairs.

Bel was going to kill whoever was responsible for this.



[Jump in and mock. You know you want to.]

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[demonbelthazor]

"Just say no! Drink your milk!" the bot said. Bel managed to pry it off his leg and scrambled off the couch, putting it between him and the bot.

"You realize now I'm going to have to kill you," he said to Victor.

"Hurting people is mean!" the bot admonished him in return.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, listen to the bot!" Vic yelled back. "Make love, not war! Um...just not with me, okay?"

He ran along the ceiling to get a better shot of Belthazor hiding behind the couch. "Come on! Fight it like a man! A big, macho, sparkly man!"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was just making it up the stairs, having been walking slowly while listening to Moral's admonitions in hopes of not appearing to be the guilty party that sicced the thing on Bel.

She and her mun were was hard pressed to contain her giggles.

"I want a copy of that," she whispered to Victor.

[demonbelthazor]

Her hopes were in vain. "You're responsible for this!" Bel hissed, pointing a finger at Nadia.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia swallowed. "Um,"

"Hurting people is mean!" cried Moral. "Sharing is caring!"

Nadia backed up quickly. "Gotta go now, bye!"

She sprinted toward the stairs.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty was coming up the stairs and jumped out of Nadia's way.

"Where's the fire?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Eep," was all Nadia could reply, even as she dove behind Marty.

"Hurting people is mean!" cried a recorded voice from up the stairs.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"What did you do?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia continued to hide behind him. He was a trained assassin, he could take an enraged demon . . . right?

"What makes you think I did anything?" Yeah, even she wasn't convinced by her tone of voice. It was just a touch too panicky.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel appeared at the top of the stairs, pissed off and covered in glitter. "When I catch you...." he warned Nadia.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty rolled his eyes at Nadia. "C'mon Bel. So she threw some glitter on you. It's not that bad."

[nadiathesaint]

Moral was close behind. "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you!"

Glitter once more sprayed from the bot at Bel.

Nadia started backing away, tripped, pinwheeled her arms, and tumbled backwards down a few stairs. "Crap!"

*poot*

"^{Oh for--}" she snapped her mouth shut and stared up the stairs at the pissed off demon.

Suddenly? This wasn't her most clever plan ever.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Marty blinked at the little bot. Then looked at Nadia.

"^{What the hell is that?}" Marty asked. "^{What the hell is wrong with my voice?}"

[nadiathesaint]

Okay, yeah, there was no way she was going to be able to believably deny her responsibility in this any more.

She pointed to the bot (and the omg!angy!demon!) "^{Morality bot}" She gestured vaguely in the air. "^Helium" She shrugged. "^{It's a thing.}"

[demonbelthazor]

Bel pushed past Marty and bounded to the bottom of the stairs, shifting into his demon form as he reached the last step. Only his demon form didn't look quite as scary while covered with multicolored glitter. He growled at Nadia. "Don't mess with demons, brat."

[nadiathesaint]

Moral scurried after Bel, only to freeze, seeming confused, as he shifted into demon form. "Hurting people is mean?" it asked.

Nadia yanked her mallet out of her bag and held it defensively in front of her. "^{Don't call me 'brat!'}"

She winced. That did not sound as bad ass as she wanted it to.

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"^Bel? *cough* Bel? Are you sure this is a good idea?" Marty said. "You don't want your temper to get you into trouble, now do you?"

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Especially when I'm getting it on tape, Victor thought.

[demonbelthazor]

^{"I didn't say I was going to hurt her,"} Bel said. ^"Much." He stopped speaking in horror.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

The ceiling may or may not have giggled a little bit.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Hey, be cool, man. You're ruining your Sigfried and Roy vibe here!" he said, gesturing to indicate the glitter all over the other guy's body.

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm making a list," Bel snarled at Victor. "And you're on it!" He stalked toward the stairs.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

Victor merely rolled his eyes and followed Belthazor, this time crawling along the ceiling and shifting to match its color. He had a feeling that he didn't want to miss what was coming next, but he figured it was time for stealth.

[anole-x.livejournal.com]

"Oh, there will be copies..." Victor mumbled back.