Monday Night, 518/520 [[NFB]]

[sensethevisions]

Briana was carefully searching the rooms of her host. Phoebe and Cole kept a very clean set of rooms, but she was having a very hard time finding what it was she was looking for. The fact that there were two obnoxious cats who kept hissing at her and wuldn't get out of her way wasn't helping matters.

"Damn it," she cursed. "Where the hell is it? She's a witch. All witches have a damn book of spells. Where is hers?!"

She needed to find that book and see what kind of knowledge Phoebe Halliwell had so she could access it better and use it to their advantage.




[[OOC: For he who knows who he is. Squirrels, so very NFB, thanks.]]

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[blessed_twice]

Wyatt was damn sure something was wrong with his aunt after her behavior (eww) in DAMM that morning. So he decided to go confront her about it.

Dumbass.

[sensethevisions]

Briana was standing on a chair, opening cabinets and searching through them.

"Where the hell is it?"

[blessed_twice]

When no one answered his knock, Wyatt tried the door and found it open. He walked inside and spotted Phoebe riffling through the cabinets. "Looking for something?" he said

[sensethevisions]

Briana looked down at him. "Obviously, Wyatt, I am indeed looking for something."

[blessed_twice]

"You want to tell me what the hell is going on, Phoebe?" Wyatt demanded.

[sensethevisions]

Briana jumped down from the chair and turned her back on him to head into the living room to look under the couch. "I am looking for my book, that's all."

[blessed_twice]

"What book?" Wyatt said. "The Book of Shadows? Too bad Mom's got that, isn't it?"

[sensethevisions]

"I am not looking for a book of shadows," she said in exasperation. "I am looking for my other book. My important book."

Valkyrie hissed at her and Briana shoved her out of the way of the bookcase she was searching through.

[blessed_twice]

Okay, the behavior of the cats was the final straw. "You're like possessed or something, aren't you?" he said. "Frak, you're not the Source of All Evil, are you?" He started digging in his pocket for his cell phone. He had to call Piper about this now.

[sensethevisions]

"My god there are too many of you men who take an interest in this one's actions." Briana sighed and turned to him. "I am not the Source of All Evil, whomever that is. How many of you does Phoebe care for to protect anyway? How can someone be that soft-hearted and still be alive?"

[blessed_twice]

"Yeah, the talking in third person isn't doing anything to convince me," Wyatt said. "Aunt Phoebe, if you can hear me, we're going to fix this, okay? Mom will know what to do."

[sensethevisions]

"Your Aunt Phoebe doesn't live here anymore, boy," Briana said. "And Isobel told me I would have to cast spells on the ones closest to her." Her eyes flared purple as she pointed at him with her index and small fingers. A small pink ball of energy hovered above her. "Liberate bestia!"

[blessed_twice]

"Oh, frak," Wyatt said. He tried to dodge toward the door but all of a sudden he wasn't there anymore. Instead, there was a wee tiny furry creature in his place.

Meep.

[sensethevisions]

"Not quite sure what you are, but it's cute."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt-the-sugar-glider was completely confused. But he did sense danger, so he bolted for the door, which, fortunately for him, was still partially open.

[sensethevisions]

Briana watched him go. "Maybe one of the cats will have a special treat for dinner."

[blessed_twice]

Wyatt chittered and fled.