Wednesday Night At The Arms
Feb. 8th, 2006 10:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sensethevisionsAfter the fifth voicemail on her phone of the day, Phoebe was ready to just pitch her damn phone into a wall.
"Phoebe, next time you want to help, just keep your damn mouth shut," she muttered as she got off the elevator and stomped into her suite. "They don't give a shit that you're trying to stop Cole from bringing back Angelus. They don't give a flying fuck that you have more reason than any of them to want Angel to stay. Apparently not wanting Angelus to kill you and every witch in the vicinity isn't enough for them to fucking realize that you're on their side," she muttered as she opened up the bottle in her little fridge and took a drink. "Fucking sanctimonious know-it-alls."
Her cell rang and she grabbed it. "What?!" she growled. "Oh, hi Prue. No, sorry, that was rude... What? No, I'm just... kind of between a rock and a hard place. Thanks a lot. No, I just spoke before I thought. I offered to help in a situation and I guess I didn't realize how many people were going to see me in the same light as the person I was involved with who was wanting to do something bad." Phoebe sighed. "Prue, you don't understand. Things are different here in Fandom. Yes, I offered magical -- " Phoebe held the phone away from her ear as Prue's voice raised. "It's not personal gain if I'm trying to help someone else! Yes, I know. Yes, I have an innocent that I'm watching out for and trying to protect. Well, that's where it gets a little difficult. He's a vampire. Yes, big sister, my innocent is a vampire. Protecting him from? Uhm, a demon." Phoebe winced as, yet again, Prue raised her voice. "Because if he takes the vampire's soul, a lot of people will die... including Piper, Paige and I. Well, because it was a witch that cursed him with a soul... ha ha very funny, Prue. No, I didn't tell them we could probably put a binding spell on the soul to keep it from being taken. They've made it abundantly clear they don't trust me nor do they want any of my help. Prue, the only way they're going to believe I'm on their side in this is if I get between the demon and the vampire in a fight and get myself killed. No, I'll be okay. No, I will, I promise. Yeah, I'll find out if I can get you a pass for a weekend soon. Okay, love you, too, Hug Grams for me. Bye."
Phoebe did a *headdesk* into the table. Terrific. As if things weren't bad enough, now Prue wanted to come to Fandom for a weekend. That was going to be fun.
She needed someone to talk to, and if she tried to talk to Cole and try to convince him to stop trying to bring back Angelus, they were just going to get into another damn fight. She was also exhausted as she was reminded that she hadn't gone to bed at all last night. She looked at the phone and thought about calling CJ, but she didn't want to impose on her. She could call Crowley, but she didn't want him to think she was nagging him.
Lana was with Shep, Veronica was with Logan, Piper was with Lindsey and Lorne was gone. James and Aziraphale were also gone. Maia was depressed and Kiki was off somewhere.
She took another drink and then dropped her head on the table.
This really sucked, this whole loneliness and being alone thing.
"Phoebe, next time you want to help, just keep your damn mouth shut," she muttered as she got off the elevator and stomped into her suite. "They don't give a shit that you're trying to stop Cole from bringing back Angelus. They don't give a flying fuck that you have more reason than any of them to want Angel to stay. Apparently not wanting Angelus to kill you and every witch in the vicinity isn't enough for them to fucking realize that you're on their side," she muttered as she opened up the bottle in her little fridge and took a drink. "Fucking sanctimonious know-it-alls."
Her cell rang and she grabbed it. "What?!" she growled. "Oh, hi Prue. No, sorry, that was rude... What? No, I'm just... kind of between a rock and a hard place. Thanks a lot. No, I just spoke before I thought. I offered to help in a situation and I guess I didn't realize how many people were going to see me in the same light as the person I was involved with who was wanting to do something bad." Phoebe sighed. "Prue, you don't understand. Things are different here in Fandom. Yes, I offered magical -- " Phoebe held the phone away from her ear as Prue's voice raised. "It's not personal gain if I'm trying to help someone else! Yes, I know. Yes, I have an innocent that I'm watching out for and trying to protect. Well, that's where it gets a little difficult. He's a vampire. Yes, big sister, my innocent is a vampire. Protecting him from? Uhm, a demon." Phoebe winced as, yet again, Prue raised her voice. "Because if he takes the vampire's soul, a lot of people will die... including Piper, Paige and I. Well, because it was a witch that cursed him with a soul... ha ha very funny, Prue. No, I didn't tell them we could probably put a binding spell on the soul to keep it from being taken. They've made it abundantly clear they don't trust me nor do they want any of my help. Prue, the only way they're going to believe I'm on their side in this is if I get between the demon and the vampire in a fight and get myself killed. No, I'll be okay. No, I will, I promise. Yeah, I'll find out if I can get you a pass for a weekend soon. Okay, love you, too, Hug Grams for me. Bye."
Phoebe did a *headdesk* into the table. Terrific. As if things weren't bad enough, now Prue wanted to come to Fandom for a weekend. That was going to be fun.
She needed someone to talk to, and if she tried to talk to Cole and try to convince him to stop trying to bring back Angelus, they were just going to get into another damn fight. She was also exhausted as she was reminded that she hadn't gone to bed at all last night. She looked at the phone and thought about calling CJ, but she didn't want to impose on her. She could call Crowley, but she didn't want him to think she was nagging him.
Lana was with Shep, Veronica was with Logan, Piper was with Lindsey and Lorne was gone. James and Aziraphale were also gone. Maia was depressed and Kiki was off somewhere.
She took another drink and then dropped her head on the table.
This really sucked, this whole loneliness and being alone thing.
