Racing to find a place for my soul ... Or at least a place that's less familiar

Phoebe was trying to relax after the carnival.

Her conversations with Hurley and Raven were keeping her mind pretty busy. She was worried about both of them -- although for different reasons. She was also thinking about Cole's friend and wondering how they could keep him alive.

Just a typical day for a Charmed One, when you thought about it.

Giving up on trying to relax, she reached for the phone and dialed her sister's room. It should come as no surprise that no matter where she was, when she was upset or worried, she always wanted to talk to her big sister. Leaving a message for Piper, she flopped down in one of the chairs.


[[OOC: For the sister and the boys. Piper's thread comes first, and the topics of conversations in the room are NFB. SP is love.]]

Phoebe had decided that she wanted to be outside for awhile this morning. She had a workshop to put together for Thursday and she was also a little restless about being cooped up. Her shoulder was really bothering her, but as promised, she had taken a pain pill when the pain got really bad. Okay, she had taken half a pill. Let's not talk semantics, shall we?

It was nice out so far and not too hot as of yet.

Thus, she was under the tree with her notebook, in theory writing up her workshop for Thursday.

Of course, that looked remarkably like staring off into space.



[[OOC: So completely open like an open thing with no doors.]]

Phoebe had slipped from the bed early because of a headache. Even though she didn't have any classes today, she was making tea and trying to do some thinking.

First of all, her premonition from yesterday was still weighing on her and she needed to try and figure out what it meant. She didn't like having images shot into her mind and then being clueless about their point or their meaning.

She sipped her tea as she stood staring out the window.

Of course, she could probably concentrate on that better if she wasn't worried about Cole. His words last week about not having an identity out in the world had been running through her mind and she had finally decided that there were a few things she could do to help him with that. After all, one of her best friends was Veronica Mars and she could probably help remedy that problem. Parker could probably help with that, too. She was going to give Veronica a call later and tell her about Cole's concerns -- and her own worries.

However, since he had missed all of his classes for a month due to being dead, he was worried that he was going to flunk out and have to repeat his senior year. There had to be something the school could do to help him. There had to be. She had been thinking about talking to Aziraphale and James and seeing what advice they had -- and then go talk to Zoe.

With a frown, she shook her head and set her tea down. The headache was letting up a little and she decided that she wanted to be back in bed with much snuggling. She turned towards the bedroom and took a step forward, and heard that all too familiar sound.


( Too Bad That It Was Happening Again... )


Phoebe let out a slight sound as she leaned against the wall. Was it the same shadowy figure she had seen in her premonition yesterday? Who was the person he was threatening? Who was he stealing from? Who was he and who were his victims?

"Why can't I see their faces?" She whispered, rubbing her forehead. "I nedd to help them... but against who?"



[[OOC: For the occupant(s). Premonitions by permission.]]

Phoebe was a nervous wreck. It didn't seem like anything she had learned in the last semester was staying in her head -- and finals started tomorrow. She did her best to study -- even if she was thinking about certain things she had done as recently as Friday -- but things were just refusing to stay.

That would be when she sighed and pulled out her notebook. She hadn't planned to this, but she couldn't think of any other way where she wouldn't fail out of school.

After she wrote things down for a long moment, she folded the paper and held it to her temple.

"Spirits send the Words
From all across the land
Allow me to absorb them
Through the touch of
Either hand
For 24 hours
From 7 to 7
I will understand
All meanings
Of the words
From here to heaven.
...
P.S. There is NO Personal gain."


[[OOC: Open to those that might be in the rooms, coming to the rooms or want to talk to Phoebe. As per canon, for the next 24 hours, Phoebe will be able to absorb and become an expert in anything in a book or manual that she can read. After the spell wears off, the knowledge wears off, too.]]

After talking to Anders and finding out the damage that had been done to him -- and to Cole -- by the witch possessing her body, Phoebe had ran all the way back to the dorms.

After becoming thoroughly sick in the bathroom, she had rinsed out her mouth and stumbled into the bedroom. She collapsed on the floor with her back against the bed and drew her knees up to her chin. She buried her face in her knees and began sobbing in earnest.


[[OOC: For the fake boyfriend. Backdated by permission]]

Phoebe was slow to wake up and immediately wished she hadn't as her head felt like there was an entire marching band in there. She closed her eyes again, and started sinking back into the warmth she was feeling in the bed with her. There was an arm draped around her holding her close and she smiled as she placed her hand over the arm...

...and then she froze.

There should not be an arm in bed with her. Cole was gone and...

She turned her head to look at who was sleeping next to her and gasped.

Anders?!

Oh this was... oh... oh!

She didn't need to look under the covers to verify that they were both quite lacking in having anything on at all.

She closed her eyes and opened them again.

Nope. Still in bed with her friend.

She was confused.

What had happened last night? First there had been the Memorial Service which had been beautful, but it had served to remind her that Cole was gone and not coming back. And then, as promised, Anders had come to see her and had brought the Ambrosia and black space evil...

Oh dear god! They had...

Oh wow...

This... this was...

There were no words right now.


[[OOC: That Phoebe and Anders woke up together is okay for broadcast. That Phoebe is hearing Cole's voice? Not so much.]]

Things had been weighing heavily on Phoebe's mind since she had come back from the unhappy scene with Piper and then the very sad visit with Lana. Two entirely different interactions, but each with their own level of sadness and distress attached.

She finally stopped pacing and sat down on the desk. She took out several sheets of paper and started writing...

Of course, she really wasn't sure what she was writing... or what she would do if she did figure out what she was writing.

She took a sip from the glass that had once again mysteriously appeared near her hand and then looked back down at the papers on the desk.

The scene with Piper had both been disappointing and hurtful. She definitely hadn't expected her sister to immediately start throwing potions at her. She had thought that Piper would be happy that she was still trying to protect innocents... but her sister had been focused on the fact that she hadn't allowed the demon to be killed.

She made an angry noise of frustration and ran her hand through her hair.

Why did being the Queen of the Underworld mean that she was the enemy now when she was still saving people? Why did Piper have to be so stubbornly fixated on this?

After not finding what they were looking for at Caritas Phoebe and Lana headed back to the dorms and to Phoebe's rooms.

Once inside, the girls shut the door and then looked at each other.

With a soft smile, Phoebe pulled Lana gently to her and kissed her again.



[[OOC: Open for those that know who they are.]]

Thursday morning once again found Phoebe back at Selkie Cove. She had gathered quite the nice pile of shells and other things and placed them on the beach. Archie and Veronica had come to see her last night... as had Walter and Pippi and then much later, Lana.

It was hot again, today, but she wasn't really feeling too much as she was spending a lot of time in the water and diving down deep to the ocean floor. She'd come back up and then turn and dive down under the waves again. Somehow, she failed to notice that she kept winding up further and further out to the sea and further away from the island. The pull of the ocean was getting stronger and stronger and she was finding it that much harder to resist its pull.

She's still around to be called.


[[OOC: Open to play with MerPhoebe! *grins* Most of the power is out at work so there's not much else I can do! Please to entertain me?]]

Phoebe had swam around the island from Selkie Cove sometime during the night while she had been focused on her surroundings. She had met many different types of ocean creatures and had seen a lot of pretty shells and things off the coast of the island. Upon swimming further out, she had come across what looked to be an old shipwreck and had plans to explore that sometime later.

Currently, though, she had swam to Galactica Point and made herself comfortable on the rocks as she watched the sun start to warm everything on the island and in the water.

This was nice.



[[OOC: Open. Come play with MerPhoebe!]]