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After Paige orbed her to the Arms and then left, Phoebe decided two things. One, she was never leaving the hotel again. Two, there were way to many dopplegangers here in Fandom.

She changed into something more comfortable and then stepped out onto the balcony. She gripped the railing as she sighed and tried to think things through.

The entire school was convinced she was back together with Cole. They weren't. There were a lot of things that they needed to talk about, but she hadn't jumped right back into things with him.

It bothered her that people thought that little of her and her her promises of certain things. Cole wanted to do something that would get people killed and everyone believed she was okay with that.

She needed to talk to Crowley and get his advice about a few things... and let him know that she might have found the Cole lookalike who had been in her room a couple of weeks ago.

She went back inside and curled up on the couch.

She had been doing so well, feeling stronger, and the last few days had made her feel alone again.



[[Locked to [livejournal.com profile] crawley_demon]]

Date: 2006-02-10 06:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
He walks in, grinning. He looks incredibly proud of himself.

"Hello, poppet. You're looking lovely this evening."

Date: 2006-02-10 08:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"Smashing, poppet. We'll be making some money on Monday, several people are deeply unhappy, and there's a proper English gent opening the angel's shop."

He flops on the couch, legs splaying out, "And I come home to you. I'm a very content demon."

Date: 2006-02-10 10:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
He leans forward attentively, "Of course, pet. Please...ask away."

Date: 2006-02-10 11:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"You tell me what it is now, sweet. I can't have you getting hurt, and the brat isn't very good at magic. She tends to get possessed or make avocados go wild. Which isn't near as stimulating as those videos from Miami at spring break, but that's neither here nor there. Come now. Tell me."

Date: 2006-02-10 11:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
His eyebrow arches and his lips twitch. Standing, he begins to pace, "Phoebe, do you have any clue what a bad idea that is? Really? I don't know that I can even provide you enough protection to do something like that. I'll of course help you, because you're both stubborn enough to run off and do it without any guards...but let's don't rush into anything. Yes?"

Date: 2006-02-10 11:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
Rubbing his fingers over his lips, he sighs, trying to hide his concern. "It's just...you're no good to me dead, pet. And the brat, she's not yet of age. Can't have her snuffing it before I get a crack at her, right?"

Date: 2006-02-11 05:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"That's a good poppet." he says gently as he traces her jaw with soft fingertips. "One day you'll be a powerful and trained witch, but for now...forgive me if I worry."

Date: 2006-02-11 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
His eyebrows rise and he looks at her like no torture Below could rival dragging information from a teenage girl. "More?"

Date: 2006-02-11 10:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"Why do you think that is, pet?"

Date: 2006-02-11 10:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
His mouth opens wide and he throws his head back. Laughter rolls from him...genuine, deep laughter that he can't control.

"Oh...Phoebe...arrangements...hooooo...."

Date: 2006-02-12 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"Sweet, I'd love to hear his ideas. What he must think of me to think I'd let you go so very easily..." he shakes his head, still amused. "When will any of you learn? None of you are any good to me dead. Death is final. Your soul goes where it's meant to. It's only while you live that it's a game for my amusement. Death is so...boring."

Date: 2006-02-14 08:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"No danger whatsoever, my dove. I'm not a monster. I leave murder to men."

He blinks slowly, almost seductively, and moves a bit closer.

Date: 2006-02-14 09:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"Quite. I far prefer the long term tear down of a soul. Like a fine wine, it is."

Date: 2006-02-14 09:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"Of course! Now you're a smart bird. No one like a bloke who can't stay the course."

He laughs softly, hissind that rasp that is uniquely his.

"I mean, neither of us get any satisfaction if it's all death and judgement. Where's the sport?"

Date: 2006-02-14 10:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"Precisely. Now, if only the boy were sophisticated enough to understand that..." he shakes his head, mildly disappointed in Belthazor.

Date: 2006-02-14 10:46 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"And I came up with the idea of an eye for an eye. Doesn't mean you can't move on. Nature versus nurture, pet. Fantastic debate, been going on for centuries."

Date: 2006-02-16 07:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"You truly are. It's the imagination, you know. Demons are pretty well set in their ways. People come up with the most amazingly wicked ideas...as well as some of the most spectacularly Graceful. I've learned more from humans than I care to admit."

Date: 2006-02-20 09:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"It will only serve you well, poppet. Keep your eyes open and harden your heart a bit, and you'll do well."

Date: 2006-02-21 07:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"With that kind of determination, I can see you'll become a force to be reckoned with, pet. Soon you may not even need my protection...although you'll always have it."

Date: 2006-02-22 02:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] flash-serpent.livejournal.com
"Not in the least, poppet."

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