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California
Mar. 31st, 2015 09:56 amOf all of the demons that she vanquished, Phoebe really hated the ones that exploded into slimy goo the worst.
As soon as she arrived home, she was peeling off clothing even as she headed to the nice, large shower. If she was careful and hurried, she would get cleaned up and dressed before Cole got off work and even had an idea of what she had been up to.
What he didn't know wouldn't freak him out. Especially since he had been in court all day and there would have been no way for him to get to her to help.
It took the better part of an hour to erase all traces of demon goo guts from her body and most especially her hair. Why was it always the hair?!
Once she was as clean as she could get, she got dressed in comfortable yoga pants and a large t-shirt before heading to the kitchen to make a large pot of coffee.
Coffee could fix everything...
...except for the sudden reminder that even though Cole had been in court and didn't know what happened, he would have felt everything she felt since they had that soul bond and link.
Yeah, she was going to be in trouble.
[[OOC: Open for the boyfriend, telephone calls or vists.]]
As soon as she arrived home, she was peeling off clothing even as she headed to the nice, large shower. If she was careful and hurried, she would get cleaned up and dressed before Cole got off work and even had an idea of what she had been up to.
What he didn't know wouldn't freak him out. Especially since he had been in court all day and there would have been no way for him to get to her to help.
It took the better part of an hour to erase all traces of demon goo guts from her body and most especially her hair. Why was it always the hair?!
Once she was as clean as she could get, she got dressed in comfortable yoga pants and a large t-shirt before heading to the kitchen to make a large pot of coffee.
Coffee could fix everything...
...except for the sudden reminder that even though Cole had been in court and didn't know what happened, he would have felt everything she felt since they had that soul bond and link.
Yeah, she was going to be in trouble.
[[OOC: Open for the boyfriend, telephone calls or vists.]]
The suite was magnificent, just like the suites at the Arms always were. However, right now, Phoebe was curled up in the bed with her husband. She saw no reason not enjoy herself since the kids were with Eve's kids and her work was under strict orders not to call her unless something was on fire.
She could tell by the change in Cole's breathing that he had woken up and he pulled her closer to him again.
"Too early," he mumbled.
"Way too early," she agreed as she settled against him and then kissed his chest. "It's nice having some time to ourselves and coming back here."
[[OOC: For the husband and will get NSF in the comments probably.]]
She could tell by the change in Cole's breathing that he had woken up and he pulled her closer to him again.
"Too early," he mumbled.
"Way too early," she agreed as she settled against him and then kissed his chest. "It's nice having some time to ourselves and coming back here."
[[OOC: For the husband and will get NSF in the comments probably.]]
Hyperion, New Year's Eve
Dec. 31st, 2012 08:29 pmPhoebe was in the lobby of the hotel, putting the finishing touches on a bit of furniture rearranging that she had been doing. (Everyone else who lived here would adapt to the changes, they always did.)
It was another New Year's Eve in California and she kept thinking about everything that had happened in the past year and what she wanted for the upcoming year. One of the things that she was most grateful for is that none of them had died in the past few months, so that was a thing worth celebrating. Not to mention that her eldest nephew was happily married now.
So, it was probably no surprise that after Phoebe flopped down on one of the sofas near the big screen TV that she was thinking about her own future.
[[OOC: Open to other residents and phone calls. SP as I have the flu.]]
It was another New Year's Eve in California and she kept thinking about everything that had happened in the past year and what she wanted for the upcoming year. One of the things that she was most grateful for is that none of them had died in the past few months, so that was a thing worth celebrating. Not to mention that her eldest nephew was happily married now.
So, it was probably no surprise that after Phoebe flopped down on one of the sofas near the big screen TV that she was thinking about her own future.
[[OOC: Open to other residents and phone calls. SP as I have the flu.]]
California, The Hyperion, Monday Afternoon
Jun. 4th, 2012 12:29 pmPhoebe was having an easy day.
Currently, she was stretched out on the couch, reading a novel. She had decided to take some time off of college for awhile and so she had no summer classes to take. She was also off today from her other job, so she saw no reason not to take it easy today.
She'd probably get up at some point to get some more tea, but right now she was really engrossed in this novel -- even if the formatting was a little annoying at times.
[[OOC: For the sister, first, but open to the boys and to texts or calls.]]
Currently, she was stretched out on the couch, reading a novel. She had decided to take some time off of college for awhile and so she had no summer classes to take. She was also off today from her other job, so she saw no reason not to take it easy today.
She'd probably get up at some point to get some more tea, but right now she was really engrossed in this novel -- even if the formatting was a little annoying at times.
[[OOC: For the sister, first, but open to the boys and to texts or calls.]]
Cabin 4, Late Wednesday Night
Dec. 1st, 2011 09:43 amIn general, Phoebe wouldn't have a problem with Cole helping a friend in need, and in fact would later be glad that he had been able to save Lindsey. After all, she was known for doing dangerous things that Cole and Anders really wished she wouldn't do all of the time.
However, nothing about things lately had been normal, even for the Halliwell definition of normal.
Getting the NOTE from Cole that he had risked going after Lindsey was probably not the best thing that the demon she loved could have done to minimize the damage control from a witch who was already a basket case.
That would be why when Cole came back into the cabin after dropping Lindsey off wherever he was staying, he found a tiny, but very upset witch a few inches from the door with her arms crossed and her eyes carrying a dangerous glare.
[[OOC: For the demon in trouble and the jock that is not. Yet. :D]]
However, nothing about things lately had been normal, even for the Halliwell definition of normal.
Getting the NOTE from Cole that he had risked going after Lindsey was probably not the best thing that the demon she loved could have done to minimize the damage control from a witch who was already a basket case.
That would be why when Cole came back into the cabin after dropping Lindsey off wherever he was staying, he found a tiny, but very upset witch a few inches from the door with her arms crossed and her eyes carrying a dangerous glare.
[[OOC: For the demon in trouble and the jock that is not. Yet. :D]]
LA, Hyperion Hotel
Nov. 23rd, 2011 07:36 pmPhoebe had been trying to reach Piper's phone since her sister had never returned from her work shift at the restaurant the night before. However by the seventh message of The number you are trying to reach is not in service... Phoebe was ready to scream.
Before panicking completely, she decided to call Grams. Maybe Grams or Prue or Paige would know where her older sister was.
"Grams? Hi, it's Phoebe. I was just calling to see if you've heard from Piper. She left last night and --- what? What do you mean Piper Who?" Phoebe could feel panic threatening to overwhelm her. "Piper Halliwell. My older sister, the baby sister of Prue?" Phoebe listened to what Grams was saying and she could feel herself go pale. "Thank ... thank you Grams. I'm sorry to bother you."
Phoebe hung up the phone call and then started running up the stairs to the suite of rooms that belonged to Piper and started pounding on the door. "Piper! Piper, are you in there?!"
When no one answered the door, Phoebe turned the handle and pushed the door open. She stared at the room which was nothing but a copy of all of the unoccupied rooms.
"No," Phoebe said, shaking her head. "NO!" Her scream echoed back at her.
More disturbing than the lack of things belonging to Piper in the room, what the lack of empathic echoes that should be here in the room where her sister had lived for so long. Now there was just a blank spot in her memories and her empathy where her sister always had been.
She stepped further into the room and started touching things, trying to get a vision of where Piper was. But there was nothing. It was like her sister had never even existed. But she knew different.
She went to the desk where all of Piper's papers and notes should be and only managed to find one slip of paper. She dropped it and turned to the door to leave.
She was almost at the door when her body jerked and images started to move through her mind.
Tears starting running down her face as she turned to run out of the room before whatever happened to her sister happened to her, too.
"COLE!" she cried out, trying to stop the tears long enough to tell him and the rest of the family that something was horribly wrong. "ANDERS!"
[[OOC: For the boyfriends or anyone that wants to make a last effort to get in touch with Phoebe while facing The Nothing.]]
Before panicking completely, she decided to call Grams. Maybe Grams or Prue or Paige would know where her older sister was.
"Grams? Hi, it's Phoebe. I was just calling to see if you've heard from Piper. She left last night and --- what? What do you mean Piper Who?" Phoebe could feel panic threatening to overwhelm her. "Piper Halliwell. My older sister, the baby sister of Prue?" Phoebe listened to what Grams was saying and she could feel herself go pale. "Thank ... thank you Grams. I'm sorry to bother you."
Phoebe hung up the phone call and then started running up the stairs to the suite of rooms that belonged to Piper and started pounding on the door. "Piper! Piper, are you in there?!"
When no one answered the door, Phoebe turned the handle and pushed the door open. She stared at the room which was nothing but a copy of all of the unoccupied rooms.
"No," Phoebe said, shaking her head. "NO!" Her scream echoed back at her.
More disturbing than the lack of things belonging to Piper in the room, what the lack of empathic echoes that should be here in the room where her sister had lived for so long. Now there was just a blank spot in her memories and her empathy where her sister always had been.
She stepped further into the room and started touching things, trying to get a vision of where Piper was. But there was nothing. It was like her sister had never even existed. But she knew different.
She went to the desk where all of Piper's papers and notes should be and only managed to find one slip of paper. She dropped it and turned to the door to leave.
She was almost at the door when her body jerked and images started to move through her mind.
Tears starting running down her face as she turned to run out of the room before whatever happened to her sister happened to her, too.
"COLE!" she cried out, trying to stop the tears long enough to tell him and the rest of the family that something was horribly wrong. "ANDERS!"
[[OOC: For the boyfriends or anyone that wants to make a last effort to get in touch with Phoebe while facing The Nothing.]]
Bridal Suite At The Arms, Saturday Evening
Oct. 1st, 2011 06:18 pmPhoebe was pretty amused that the three of them had ended up in the Bridal Suite. She was especially fond of the heart shaped tub.
Currently, she was sprawled out on the sofa in the main room and looking over the room service menu. She had been out and about earlier and now she was thinking about just relaxing and enjoying the mini vacation that Fandom's Parents Weekend had allowed her and the guys to take.
She enjoyed this weekend now that she was no longer one of the students that had to hide things from their parents.
[[OOC: Open for the boyfriends and any one else looking to chat.]]
Currently, she was sprawled out on the sofa in the main room and looking over the room service menu. She had been out and about earlier and now she was thinking about just relaxing and enjoying the mini vacation that Fandom's Parents Weekend had allowed her and the guys to take.
She enjoyed this weekend now that she was no longer one of the students that had to hide things from their parents.
[[OOC: Open for the boyfriends and any one else looking to chat.]]
The Kitchen of the Hyperion
Jun. 6th, 2011 12:03 pmIt wasn't that Phoebe was a terrible cook. It was just that usually people knew better than to let her try to make anything that she hadn't made many times before and ironed all of the kinks out of it.
However, Phoebe had gotten the idea that she should make her boys something nice and chocolatey since she hadn't been around to spend much time with them lately. Between school and work, she didn't have a lot of free time and she missed them.
This would be why there were the following things in the kitchen:
A TV tuned in to some kind of dessert program.
An irritated witch.
Chocolate batter on said witch and about everything else within her vicinity.
Even with all of this, she was still trying to be very determined to make Death By Chocolate.
This could only end well, right?
[[OOC: OPEN!]]
However, Phoebe had gotten the idea that she should make her boys something nice and chocolatey since she hadn't been around to spend much time with them lately. Between school and work, she didn't have a lot of free time and she missed them.
This would be why there were the following things in the kitchen:
A TV tuned in to some kind of dessert program.
An irritated witch.
Chocolate batter on said witch and about everything else within her vicinity.
Even with all of this, she was still trying to be very determined to make Death By Chocolate.
This could only end well, right?
[[OOC: OPEN!]]
Phoebe finally understood her frenzy of packing and the compulsion to be at Fandom.
Her mother was on the island for two days.
The mother that had died when she was just a baby and that she had never met as she grew up. Patty Halliwell was here.
Phoebe had a lot of emotions going through her and she was fighting to deal with everyone else's emotions, too. It was a rough weekend to be an empathhuh, Raven?.
Not wanting to interrupt the time Piper had with Patty, Phoebe had called her sister and asked her to tell her mom about her favorite spot on the beach and to meet her there, please? Piper was told she was more than wlecome to come, too. Being in the open away from the centered emotions from town and the dorms might help her head a bit. She also called Cole and Anders because she wanted them to meet her mom, too.
[[For those that know who they are.]]
Her mother was on the island for two days.
The mother that had died when she was just a baby and that she had never met as she grew up. Patty Halliwell was here.
Phoebe had a lot of emotions going through her and she was fighting to deal with everyone else's emotions, too. It was a rough weekend to be an empath
Not wanting to interrupt the time Piper had with Patty, Phoebe had called her sister and asked her to tell her mom about her favorite spot on the beach and to meet her there, please? Piper was told she was more than wlecome to come, too. Being in the open away from the centered emotions from town and the dorms might help her head a bit. She also called Cole and Anders because she wanted them to meet her mom, too.
[[For those that know who they are.]]
Hyperion Hotel, Thursday Afternoon
Jul. 15th, 2010 10:22 amPhoebe was packing an overnight bag.
The last few nights she had been having dreams about her mom and now she really needed to go to Fandom and spend some time with Piper. She didn't understand the dreams or why they had suddenly started up this week. What she did know was that she needed to see her sister and she needed to see her now.
She also had the overwhelming need to be in Fandom right now, but she had decided that feeling was because she was wanting so strongly to spend time with Piper.
After calling into work to take a few days off, Phoebe went back to packing her bag.
[[OOC: For the boyfriends if they so desire. :D]]
The last few nights she had been having dreams about her mom and now she really needed to go to Fandom and spend some time with Piper. She didn't understand the dreams or why they had suddenly started up this week. What she did know was that she needed to see her sister and she needed to see her now.
She also had the overwhelming need to be in Fandom right now, but she had decided that feeling was because she was wanting so strongly to spend time with Piper.
After calling into work to take a few days off, Phoebe went back to packing her bag.
[[OOC: For the boyfriends if they so desire. :D]]
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musing_way Prompt 41 -- Family
Jun. 15th, 2010 12:43 pmMy family is not the best example to be used for a typical family. Not even close. In fact, we might actually be the poster children for dysfunctional, unusual and issue-laden all at once.
Three sisters raised by their grandmother after their mother was killed by a water demon and their father abandoned them. After their beloved Grams died, they discovered that they were witches. Not only did they find out that they were from a long line of family witches, they were informed that they are the fabled Charmed Ones and have been prophesized to be the greatest weapon against evil that the world has ever seen. They spent three years fighting for their lives against demons and so many other evil things, and then troubled happened and they were outed as witches. This led to the middle sister being shot and killed by a fanatic. The youngest sister stepped up to the sacrificial altar to undo all of this. It doesn't exactly work out like she was promised and her older sister was killed by a hit man demon instead.
The story gets even more convoluted and resembles a worse soap opera than before. I know how outrageous the story seems and I'm one of the ones that has lived through all of this.
After the oldest sister's funeral, the two surviving Charmed Ones were shocked to discover that they had a sister no one had bothered to tell them about. Their mother had apparently had a love affair with her Whitelighter and their baby was kept a big secret from everyone and put up for adoption...
I told you that we're not your typical family.
However, we are a family and we are very loyal to each other and protective of each other. Through the good and the bad, that's what family is all about.
Muse: Phoebe Halliwell
Fandom: Charmed
Words: 308
Disclaimer: I am not Phoebe Halliwell, nor am I Alyssa Milano. This is just for fun.
Three sisters raised by their grandmother after their mother was killed by a water demon and their father abandoned them. After their beloved Grams died, they discovered that they were witches. Not only did they find out that they were from a long line of family witches, they were informed that they are the fabled Charmed Ones and have been prophesized to be the greatest weapon against evil that the world has ever seen. They spent three years fighting for their lives against demons and so many other evil things, and then troubled happened and they were outed as witches. This led to the middle sister being shot and killed by a fanatic. The youngest sister stepped up to the sacrificial altar to undo all of this. It doesn't exactly work out like she was promised and her older sister was killed by a hit man demon instead.
The story gets even more convoluted and resembles a worse soap opera than before. I know how outrageous the story seems and I'm one of the ones that has lived through all of this.
After the oldest sister's funeral, the two surviving Charmed Ones were shocked to discover that they had a sister no one had bothered to tell them about. Their mother had apparently had a love affair with her Whitelighter and their baby was kept a big secret from everyone and put up for adoption...
I told you that we're not your typical family.
However, we are a family and we are very loyal to each other and protective of each other. Through the good and the bad, that's what family is all about.
Muse: Phoebe Halliwell
Fandom: Charmed
Words: 308
Disclaimer: I am not Phoebe Halliwell, nor am I Alyssa Milano. This is just for fun.
Hyperion Hotel, California | Friday
May. 28th, 2010 06:43 pmPhoebe had no idea where all of this luggage and bags in their room had come from.
She also really didn't like the fact that they all had labels that had something to do with her thoughts and feelings on certain subjects.
There was a pile of bags that stated very clearly DEAD MOTHER, and she really wasn't happy with all of the ones that were marked with ABANDONED BY FATHER. She had been trying valiantly to shove them into the closets, but they kept falling back out. She tried to make them disappear with a spell, but that just caused a duffel bag with NO PERSONAL GAIN to drop down on her head from somewhere.
When she looked up to yell at the Elders about messing with her again, she yelped and ducked to the side as several pieces of luggage with NO ACTIVE POWERS and ADEQUACY ISSUES tags rained down from somewhere. Just when she thought she was going to scream from frustration from all of this, a steamer trunk with the label FEARS TURNING EVIL showed up, forcing her to move back.
When she turned and tripped over the messenger bags labelled HALLIWELL CURSE and WILL DIE YOUNG, she was pretty sure she had had more than enough of this nonsense.
She carefully picked her way around the baggage and headed for the door. However, opening the door to a mini avalanche of RELATIONSHIP ISSUES made her decide that finding a bottle or two of alcohol would be a very good plan.
[[OOC: OPEN!]]
She also really didn't like the fact that they all had labels that had something to do with her thoughts and feelings on certain subjects.
There was a pile of bags that stated very clearly DEAD MOTHER, and she really wasn't happy with all of the ones that were marked with ABANDONED BY FATHER. She had been trying valiantly to shove them into the closets, but they kept falling back out. She tried to make them disappear with a spell, but that just caused a duffel bag with NO PERSONAL GAIN to drop down on her head from somewhere.
When she looked up to yell at the Elders about messing with her again, she yelped and ducked to the side as several pieces of luggage with NO ACTIVE POWERS and ADEQUACY ISSUES tags rained down from somewhere. Just when she thought she was going to scream from frustration from all of this, a steamer trunk with the label FEARS TURNING EVIL showed up, forcing her to move back.
When she turned and tripped over the messenger bags labelled HALLIWELL CURSE and WILL DIE YOUNG, she was pretty sure she had had more than enough of this nonsense.
She carefully picked her way around the baggage and headed for the door. However, opening the door to a mini avalanche of RELATIONSHIP ISSUES made her decide that finding a bottle or two of alcohol would be a very good plan.
[[OOC: OPEN!]]
musing_way Prompt 04 -- Daddy Issues
May. 25th, 2010 04:16 pmI didn't really know much about my dad when I was younger. All I remembered was that one day he was there... and then he wasn't. It was hard because I was really little when mom died and then dad left us, too.
Grams wouldn't talk much about him except to say that he wasn't worthy of us and that we deserved better than him. Piper was quiet about it, but Prue hated him. I think she was hurt the worst by him leaving because she was the one of us who was old enough to remember more things about him.
As I grew older, I would fantasize about meeting up with our dad and how he would explain that everything that happened was just a big mistake and some kind of monster had made him leave to protect us. When I graduated high school, I started actively searching for him. Shortly before Grams died, I found out that he was somewhere in New York. So, after Prue and I fought one time too many and her accusations hurt to deeply, I decided to run away to New York and find my dad. He and I were both outcasts in the family so we'd be fine together.
Only, I didn't find him and things got bad for me. I had to return to San Francisco and my sisters because I had nowhere else to go.
My search for my dad got put on hold because my sisters and I discovered we were actually powerful witches and there really were monsters out there that sought to hurt us.
Then came the day where he showed up in San Francisco and wanted to reunite with us and wanted us to be a family. Only things didn't go well. There was a misunderstanding and I had a vision of him taking the book of shadows from us. We got that mess straightened out and then ended up doing a spell to save ourselves that almost killed him.
I thought that things were going to be okay after that. He said he wanted to get to know us better and be a part of our lives. All of us were willing to give him a chance. We made a date for all of us to get together as a family.
He never showed up.
Muse: Phoebe Halliwell
Fandom: Charmed
Words: 390
Disclaimer: I am not Phoebe Halliwell, nor am I Alyssa Milano. This is just for fun.
Grams wouldn't talk much about him except to say that he wasn't worthy of us and that we deserved better than him. Piper was quiet about it, but Prue hated him. I think she was hurt the worst by him leaving because she was the one of us who was old enough to remember more things about him.
As I grew older, I would fantasize about meeting up with our dad and how he would explain that everything that happened was just a big mistake and some kind of monster had made him leave to protect us. When I graduated high school, I started actively searching for him. Shortly before Grams died, I found out that he was somewhere in New York. So, after Prue and I fought one time too many and her accusations hurt to deeply, I decided to run away to New York and find my dad. He and I were both outcasts in the family so we'd be fine together.
Only, I didn't find him and things got bad for me. I had to return to San Francisco and my sisters because I had nowhere else to go.
My search for my dad got put on hold because my sisters and I discovered we were actually powerful witches and there really were monsters out there that sought to hurt us.
Then came the day where he showed up in San Francisco and wanted to reunite with us and wanted us to be a family. Only things didn't go well. There was a misunderstanding and I had a vision of him taking the book of shadows from us. We got that mess straightened out and then ended up doing a spell to save ourselves that almost killed him.
I thought that things were going to be okay after that. He said he wanted to get to know us better and be a part of our lives. All of us were willing to give him a chance. We made a date for all of us to get together as a family.
He never showed up.
Muse: Phoebe Halliwell
Fandom: Charmed
Words: 390
Disclaimer: I am not Phoebe Halliwell, nor am I Alyssa Milano. This is just for fun.
A Dance Club Somewhere in LA
May. 12th, 2010 09:13 amPhoebe was bored with a side of bored.
Obviously, this meant that it was definitely time for a girls' night out somewhere.
That would be why she had sent outhandwaved phone calls to any of the female alumni she could find a listing for, and told them to get a portal (or an orbing nephew) to meet her at the club in LA.
She hadn't been out to a girls night in a very long time, and she was pretty sure that a few of her friends and classmates hadn't, either. All of them could use a fun night out and about. They'd start out at the dance club and then go from there.
It was going to be an awesome night.
[[OOC: If you are a female alumnus, then you definitely got a call from Phoebe and an invite. You do not have to be one of her best friends to have gotten invited.]]
Obviously, this meant that it was definitely time for a girls' night out somewhere.
That would be why she had sent out
She hadn't been out to a girls night in a very long time, and she was pretty sure that a few of her friends and classmates hadn't, either. All of them could use a fun night out and about. They'd start out at the dance club and then go from there.
It was going to be an awesome night.
[[OOC: If you are a female alumnus, then you definitely got a call from Phoebe and an invite. You do not have to be one of her best friends to have gotten invited.]]
Hyperion | Saturday Evening
Apr. 24th, 2010 08:27 pmPhoebe had decided that after a day playing tag and hide and seek -- with who, only Phoebe could say -- it was time for food.
And something to drink, too.
That would be why she was sitting on the floor of the kitcken drinking from a can of soda while she looked at all of the things she had pulled out of the refrigerator and cabinets. As she drank her soda she was trying to figure out how to make all of this stuff into dinner of some kind. After all, Grams did it all of the time and Phoebe watched her a lot. Therefore Phoebe should know how to do it too, right?
Well, to four year old Phoebe, this logic made a lot of sense.
After finishing her soda, she opened another one and started putting the ingredients in piles by color.
She'd figure out how to make dinner eventually. Right?
[[OOC: Open for Hyperion residents, guests or phone calls.]]
And something to drink, too.
That would be why she was sitting on the floor of the kitcken drinking from a can of soda while she looked at all of the things she had pulled out of the refrigerator and cabinets. As she drank her soda she was trying to figure out how to make all of this stuff into dinner of some kind. After all, Grams did it all of the time and Phoebe watched her a lot. Therefore Phoebe should know how to do it too, right?
Well, to four year old Phoebe, this logic made a lot of sense.
After finishing her soda, she opened another one and started putting the ingredients in piles by color.
She'd figure out how to make dinner eventually. Right?
[[OOC: Open for Hyperion residents, guests or phone calls.]]
Oh, somebody was in a lot of trouble.
Somebody was in a lot of trouble.
Most of yesterday had been spent with her being shimmered from room to room in the Hyperion because Cole didn't want to lose her or let someone else get a hold of her. No matter what she told him, this Cole was very determined that he was going to find a way back to his world and he was taking her with him.
Then at some point, he had decided that he needed to find Veronica and Lindsey and see what they were doing. Only, he didn't want her anywhere near them. This didn't bode well as Phoebe had already been scared to death for Piper and for Cole to say that he didn't want her around Lindsey meant that he didn't think Lindsey was normal either.
Of course, Cole's brilliant idea had been to shimmer through a couple of rooms and then find one on the top floor that he could LOCK HER INTO!
The bastard had even grabbed her and kissed her before leaving her in a LOCKED ROOM.
After spending what seemed like hours pounding on the doors and walls and yelling at the top of her lungs for someone to come let her out, Phoebe had slid down the wall to sit on the floor.
She was scared for her sister, for Anders and for everyone else that lived here. She didn't know what had happened to Dick or Logan or Angel. That brought her back to being panicked over her sister and worried about Anders.
And very, very pissed at a certain demon.
Very pissed.
Somebody was in a lot of trouble.
Most of yesterday had been spent with her being shimmered from room to room in the Hyperion because Cole didn't want to lose her or let someone else get a hold of her. No matter what she told him, this Cole was very determined that he was going to find a way back to his world and he was taking her with him.
Then at some point, he had decided that he needed to find Veronica and Lindsey and see what they were doing. Only, he didn't want her anywhere near them. This didn't bode well as Phoebe had already been scared to death for Piper and for Cole to say that he didn't want her around Lindsey meant that he didn't think Lindsey was normal either.
Of course, Cole's brilliant idea had been to shimmer through a couple of rooms and then find one on the top floor that he could LOCK HER INTO!
The bastard had even grabbed her and kissed her before leaving her in a LOCKED ROOM.
After spending what seemed like hours pounding on the doors and walls and yelling at the top of her lungs for someone to come let her out, Phoebe had slid down the wall to sit on the floor.
She was scared for her sister, for Anders and for everyone else that lived here. She didn't know what had happened to Dick or Logan or Angel. That brought her back to being panicked over her sister and worried about Anders.
And very, very pissed at a certain demon.
Very pissed.
Phoebe hadn't told anybody about the job interview she had gone to a few weeks ago. Nor had she told anyone that she had gone in for a follow-up interview last week. She had also made sure not to leave out any of the paperwork she had been working on for said job opportunity. She didn't want to get her hopes up -- okay, too much, as this was Phoebe -- and she didn't want anyone to know what she had been doing with her time when she wasn't at school or following one of her visions.
However...
A few minutes ago, her cell phone had woken her up from a peaceful sleep, and she had left the bedroom to go into the main room of the suite to talk to Elise Rothman. After all, she hadn't wanted to wake up the boys.
The conversation ended up being longer than expected, so she had wandered from their rooms and to one of the common rooms.
The joyful whoop that she let out when she hung up the phone could probably be heard by most of the people in residence. She may have been a little too excited to realize that the shout wasn't just her inside voice.
[OOC: Open to anyone at the Hyperion who may have heard her excitement, or whom might be just wandering around anyway.]
However...
A few minutes ago, her cell phone had woken her up from a peaceful sleep, and she had left the bedroom to go into the main room of the suite to talk to Elise Rothman. After all, she hadn't wanted to wake up the boys.
The conversation ended up being longer than expected, so she had wandered from their rooms and to one of the common rooms.
The joyful whoop that she let out when she hung up the phone could probably be heard by most of the people in residence. She may have been a little too excited to realize that the shout wasn't just her inside voice.
[OOC: Open to anyone at the Hyperion who may have heard her excitement, or whom might be just wandering around anyway.]
OOC: Name Change!
Jan. 29th, 2010 01:29 pmThanks to a generous friend, Phoebe's new user name is no longer future_visions, but has now been changed to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sensethevisions.
sensethevisions.Rooms Of the OT3, Hyperion
Dec. 26th, 2009 09:48 amIt was the day after Christmas and instead of sleeping in with her favorite two men in the world, Seraphim and Valkyrie had decided that she needed to get up and spend time with them.
After feeding them both, she played with the new Wii Fit for a little bit and then curled up on the couch -- where the two demanding cats then took over her lap for attention. This gave her time to think about how much she had enjoyed this Christmas spent with those she loved the most.
Her laptop was on the table in front of her as was her phone.
[[OOC: For the boys, or anyone else that lives in the Hyperion and for e-mails or phone calls, too.]]
After feeding them both, she played with the new Wii Fit for a little bit and then curled up on the couch -- where the two demanding cats then took over her lap for attention. This gave her time to think about how much she had enjoyed this Christmas spent with those she loved the most.
Her laptop was on the table in front of her as was her phone.
[[OOC: For the boys, or anyone else that lives in the Hyperion and for e-mails or phone calls, too.]]
