sensethevisions: (Standing Alone : Teenagedprayer)
You would think that waking up with a hangover before would have made Phoebe less likely to even think about drinking as much as she had last night.

You would be wrong.

Last night, after finishing up at Caritas, she had come home to the dorm. She had laid on the couch for awhile, trying to sleep, but sleep wasn't so willing to come. Valkyrie and Seraphim and curled up with her, but even they had become annoyed at her restlessness and had given her quite a few chastisements.

Still not able to face the bedroom, Phoebe had gone into the kitchen and pulled out one of the bottle of alcohol that had been stored there. She hadn't drank alone in a very long time -- not since the promise she had made to Cole after what had happened the last time. However, that was about to change.

Four shots later and she had fallen asleep -- only to be woken up by her dreams and her tears. Three more shots and she had slipped into a bit of a light sleep again.

But then, the sun had come up, killing all thoughts of staying asleep.

Almost embracing the pain in her head because it was a pain she could deal with, Phoebe made herself walk back into the kitcken to make some coffee.



[[OOC: Doors are closed, but the post is open for visitors -- and for one on particular]]
sensethevisions: (Hold Me Now)
Phoebe helped Cole into their dorm after getting him out of the preserve.

She had quite a lot of questions and confusions going around in her mind, but she wanted to get Cole comfortable first so that they could talk and she could take stock of all of this newness.

She eased him to the couch and then sat down next to him. She was silent for a few moments, not sure what to say.

"Can I get you anything?"

Yeah, that was helpful.
sensethevisions: (Phoebe Head on Hand : Absolutesnark)
Phoebe was curled up on the couch in the main room with a blanket wrapped around her. She had taken a very long shower -- so long that the water had turned cold. She got dressed in something comfortable and sat on the couch, where she couldn't seem to get warm. She knew it wasn't a temperature type of cold -- it was an internal and emotional cold. The kittens were on the couch with her as well.

She had been silent for the most part, putting things together in her mind from the last few days. She was also watching Cole make a continuous stream of phone calls -- including one to River.

"How can I face them?" she finally whispered as he hung up the phone for the last time. "I must have hurt them all so badly."



[[OOC: For [livejournal.com profile] demonbelthazor and then to anyone who wants to say that they received a call from Bel.]]
sensethevisions: (Wounded)
Phoebe felt a great deal of tension drain out of her when she heard the cure of the blood and the power of three spell was working and that Angel was going to live. They had all done it. Angel was going to live... they weren't going to lose him.

Phoebe stood up, relaxing her focus on the spell she and her sisters had cast... and that's when she realized something was very, very wrong. In focusing on the spell, Phoebe had managed to unconsciously block everything else. However, once the worst was over...the rest began.

She leaned heavily against the wall as it all came crashing into her mind.

So many emotions... so many powerful emotions from so many people...

She pushed herself away from the wall and slipped out of the clinic, hopefully without anyone noticing that she was leaving. She didn't want anyone to know, let them focus on Angel right now.

There were too many emotions from too many people and it was overwhelming her senses.

She stumbled away from the building, the emotions starting to make her head hurt. She made it across the street to the park and stopped for a moment, before forcing herself to try to walk back to the school.

Her head was pounding and she needed to get to the Attic before she collapsed.

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