Fifth Floor Common Room, Sunday Evening

[demonbelthazor]

After a lazy weekend, Bel had little interest in doing anything other than kicking back and relaxing. So currently he was lounging on the couch, watching "The Amazing Race." And wondering if it was against the rules to punt some of the more annoying teams off a cliff.

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia let out a sharp gasp of pain and grabbed her own wrist, then glared at Bel. "You freak!" She turned and kicked a nearby table. Barefoot. "Ow! Take that!"

[demonbelthazor]

"Knock it off!" Bel growled, already plotting revenge. Nadia's radio broadcast was tonight, wasn't it?

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia, possibly due to realizing she was hurting herself as well as Bel, did stop. "And to think, I got my hand cut off for you," she grumbled.

[demonbelthazor]

Bel dropped his gaze to her hands. "Huh? You got your hand cut off?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia flexed the fingers on both hands. "Aziraphale put it back on, but that's not the point. Never would have happened if I hadn't come help rescue you."

[demonbelthazor]

"I'm sorry," Bel said quietly.

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah, well . . . just think of others sometimes when you go to have sex or get shot or something, okay?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I didn't intend to get shot," Bel grumbled. "And, what, you want me to tell my girlfriend no or something?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Hey, some of us have more to get done in a day then just having sex over and over again!"

[demonbelthazor]

"She's glad I'm back!" Bel retorted.

[nadiathesaint]

"So am I! But come on now, don't you people ever eat or sleep?"

[demonbelthazor]

"We also go to class," Bel said, feeling a little smug.

[nadiathesaint]

"Yeah, well, I have to go do radio. Do me a favor and try not to get shot while I'm there."

[demonbelthazor]

"I promise I won't get shot," Bel said solemnly.

He didn't promise not to do the other thing.