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

Phoebe had fully intended to stay locked in the safety of her rooms all day and night -- except for going to cheerleading -- as she had promised Anders. She also had intended to not go anywhere alone as she had promised Cole.

Even the best of intentions can be led astray by the boredom of a teenage girl.

She hadn't planned to go very far. She was just going to go down to the fifth floor common room and see who was down there and try to relax.

She wasn't even halfway to her destination when she was rocked by emotions of such intense anger and deep sadness that she was forced to lean against the wall. She waited for the feelings to pass... but they didn't. She whimpered softly and shook her head, but the emotions didn't dissipate at all. They made her head hurt even worse and she turned and stumbled back to her rooms.

She shut the door behind her, but it may not have latched completely. The headache had turned into a migraine and she was near tears when she sat down on the floor next to the couch. Concerned, Seraphim and Valkyrie were pacing the couch and nudging her.

"What is going on," she whimpered softly. "Why can't I find out who is causing all of this?"


[OOC: For demonbelthazor and futurebucs_star]

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.]]

After a productive night -- which had involved landing a job at Caritas -- Phoebe had collapsed into bed intending on getting cuddles with her boyfriend and a restful sleep now that the events of the prior week were over.

Well, one out of two wasn't bad...right?


( Dreamscapes )


Phoebe jerked out of the dream so violently that she tumbled off the bed and onto the floor.

"Damn it!" she said quietly as she wrapped her arms around herself and buried her face in her knees.

When had her premonitions started getting so very vague?!


[[OOC: For demonbelthazor May get NWS in the comments]]