Tuesday Morning, 518/520

[sensethevisions]

After gaining Wyatt's reluctant assistance, Phoebe had come back to her rooms yesterday afternoon and took a shower. She then cleaned the rooms very thoroughly and did laundry -- and how did her bra get up there? After doing all of that, she had passed out on the couch in the main room.

Today, she had moved the table and couch back so that there was a nice clear area in the main room with which they could work.

Hopefully, she'd be able to use the spell to go right to Cole and find out what was going on. She knew that Wyatt was worried that the voice she was hearing could be a trap, but she really didn't think so. She knew that it was Cole reaching out to her. Their souls had always been linked, so if he was in need of help, why wouldn't she hear him?

She laid a pillow on the floor where she would cast the spell -- no reason to give herself a concussion when she left her body -- and paced as she waited for the others to arrive.


[[OOC: For blessed_twice and futurebucs_star. That Phoebe had visitors is okay for broadcast. What they did or spoke about? Not so much.]]

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[blessed_twice]

After unsuccessfully looking for Chris, Wyatt headed to the fifth floor and knocked on the door.

[sensethevisions]

"It's open!"

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt opened up the door and walked into the suite. "Hey, Aunt Phoebe," he said. "Have you seen Chris at all?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe shook her head. "Not recently. Why?"

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt shrugged. "I went by his room and he's not there. Probably nothing, I guess." He looked around the room. "So, you ready to do this?"

[sensethevisions]

Phoebe nodded. "You and Anders are both here, so I guess I do this now."

Phoebe walked over to the open space she had prepared.