Belthazor's Voice Mail

[demonbelthazor]

"Hey. It's Belthazor. Leave a message at the sound of the beep."

Comments

[izzyalienqueen]

"Hi, it's Isabel. Remember that offer you made a while back about shimmering me if I needed it? Can you stop by tomorrow morning? I need to take a little trip. Your help would be greatly appreciated."

[demonbelthazor]

"Sure, just name the time. Where do you need to go? Home?"

[izzyalienqueen]

"LA actually. Angel needs some dreamwalking done."

[demonbelthazor]

"Is he okay?" Bel didn't really try to hide the apprehension in his voice because it was Isabel, after all. "Because if he needs help I can be there, too."

[izzyalienqueen]

"He's fine. And it sounds like he has a plan. He just needs me to do my thing before he can. But the offer is appreciated. Can you come by around ten tomorrow morning? It'll be early LA time, but I'm sure they'll be able to cope with an early morning guest. "

[demonbelthazor]

"No problem. My Thursday workshop isn't until the afternoon so that works for me. You might want to skip breakfast, though. Shimmering for the first time can be rough on your stomach." He paused. "You sure you guys don't need my help?"

[izzyalienqueen]

"I'll keep that in mind," she said. "Logan will just have to go get me coffee when I get there. It should be fine. He's asking me for help so it can't be that bad. If it was, I'm sure he'd go for the bigger guns like yourself."

[*cries* God, I hate packing.]

[demonbelthazor]

"Okay," Bel said, doing his best not to sound disappointed. Or maybe he was relieved. "I'll see you at ten o'clock then."

[I know that pain well. *comforts*]

[izzyalienqueen]

"Thanks Bel, really. I'll see you then."