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Post by RP Muse on Sept 7, 2007 22:43:14 GMT -5
Melinda saw Marc heading over there. She was about to tell him what happened. She wondered how he knew what she was going to say, but shrugged it off. Maybe he was just intuitive, in mortal way. Then she saw Wyatt rushing over asking the same question as Marc. He started to heal Prue but nothing had happened. She had expected that. She was about to tell Wyatt it was useless but Marc stopped Wyatt first.
Melinda just stayed quiet not sure what to think. She wondered where Chris was and started to worry about him, but was more worried about Prue at the moment. Mel looked down at her cousin Prue wondering when she would wake up. Just as she thought that, She saw Prue bolt up. She was sweating like mad and breathing very heavily. “Oh my god Prue are you okay?” Melinda said in worry.
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Wyatt stopped trying to heal his cousin. Marc was right it wasn't going to help. It certainly wasn't from a demon. Wyatt listened to what Marc said it must have been one hell of a premonition. Finally when Prue woke up, Wyatt looked around there were too many people hovering over Prue. She need some room to breathe. “I think she needs a little room to breathe. I think Melinda, Chris and I should stay and help her. She will be okay don't worry” He said looking at Lucy and Marc and then to Camille.
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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 7, 2007 23:20:47 GMT -5
Lucy finally decided to grace them with her presense. He still wasn't forgiving her from their conversation earlier. The power was new and he was testing the waters. He hadn't meant anything by it, but she over reacted.
Marc looked down and kept his hand on Prue's back. "Uh, physically, sure. Mentally..." he trailed off. I can't decipher her thoughts. They're all over the place, he mentally said to Lucy with a sigh. Hopefully this would help her calm down about his new ability. "She seems to have seen something powerful," he said out loud.
Then, All-mighty Wyatt decided Prue was getting crowded and kicked him (and Lucy and Camille) out. What right did he have? Marc was the first to come when Melinda called and he could help Prue, but no. It was too crowded, so the young had to leave. F*ck you, Wyatt, he said to himself, glaring at his cousin. Who did he think he was, SuperWitch?
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 7, 2007 23:32:22 GMT -5
Wyatt was starting to get really agitated. Then he saw Marc glaring at him. He did not like that look his cousin was giving him. It was threatening and he wouldn't stand for it. “What are you staring at Marc!?” Wyatt said glaring back. “If you wanna say something why don't you come right and say it. We don't have all night!” Wyatt said suddenly getting angry and near yelling at his cousin. "Spit it out d@mn it!"
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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 7, 2007 23:40:21 GMT -5
Their eyes met for a moment before Wyatt's temper rose. Poor moody, tempermental baby, Marc rolled his eyes. "I'm staring at a man who thinks he can get away with bossing everyone around because his parents are dead. Newsflash, Wyatt, just because your older than I am, does not give you the right to treat me like Chris or Melinda," he snapped. "You think because the premonition is about your parents' death that I don't have as much right to help Prue? What are you going to do, Wyatt? Yell at her to tell you what she say? She doesn't need that," he told his cousin exactly what was on his mind.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 7, 2007 23:44:52 GMT -5
Wyatt was beyond pi$$ed off now. “Why don't you just shut it Marc. It's really none of your business what I think or do. I can have Chris and Mel stay here if I think it's necessary. I didn't ask you to be the frikken judge. So why don't you just back the f*ck off!” Wyatt said almost spitting out his words he was fuming.
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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 7, 2007 23:50:38 GMT -5
Oh, how ironic that statement was. His thoughts were his own business? Marc wanted to laugh, but only Lucy knew about his new acquired power. "You ask what I'm implying, but then you don't want to hear it? You should like those leaders back in the twentith century, Wyatt. Like a Dictator," he smirked. "You may not ask, but like I said, I'm not going to bow down to the Almight Wyatt. No parents does not mean a new head of the family is needed. I'm 18, a legal adult. You have no say what I do."
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Post by italiannna on Sept 8, 2007 0:12:36 GMT -5
Lucy telepathically heard her brother talking to her. She nodded at him to show him that she understood and that things were cool. She was about to send him another message when Wyatt asked for the younger kids plus Camille to leave. Lucy didn't understand why Wyatt wanted them to leave, and fro the looks of it neither did Marc...
Before she could even think twice, Marc and Wyatt were in an extreme heated argument. Lucy looked at her brother and her oldest cousin and they both scared her. She was never scared of Wyatt and especially not of Marc. Then Marc said something to Wyatt which really made Lucy shake.
"You may not ask, but like I said, I'm not going to bow down to the Almight Wyatt. No parents does not mean a new head of the family is needed."
Lucy felt she needed to do something or else they would end up killing each other. Lucy stepped in between the two men and calmly grabbed her brother's arms.
"Marc, please calm down ok? This isn't helping anyone and it certainly isn't helping Prue... Come on, let's go outside so you can calm down ok?"
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Chris was watching the heated exchange between Marc and his brother and it scared him as much as it scared Lucy... Wyatt would never act like this before. Why was he acting so authoritative all of a sudden.
When the two men got up, Chris saw that Melinda and Prue were still pretty shaken up so he went to the two and tried to comfort them... All while ignoring the pain his was starting to feel in his chest yet again...
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When Wyatt asked the younger kids and Camille to leave, she wasn't about to argue with him. Yes it seemed odd that he told his cousins to leave, but Prue did need to breath some air. Unfortunately, the youngest Halliwell, Marc decided to rebel against Wyatt and the two started yelling bloody murder at each other.
Like Marc's twin sister Lucy had done for Marc, Camille ran to Wyatt and grabbed his arms before he could do something he would regret. She lowered his arms and forced him to look into her eyes.
"Wyatt look at me! You need to calm down! Lucy is right, this isn't helping anything! Your arguing is not helping Prue or Mel in any way! Please baby calm down!"
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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 8, 2007 0:20:07 GMT -5
Marc felt someone touch his arm and realized it was Lucy. He took a deep breath and let her lead him out. He hadn't meant to get that angry, but sometimes his repressed emotions got the best of him.
They were outside now and Marc leaned against the wall. "I'm sorry, Lucy. It just got out of hand. I just wanted to make sure Prue was okay and it's weird having Wyatt talk in such a commanding voice. Piper and Leo, I dealt with, but not a cousin. I'm not close to any of them like they are with each other." He immediately stopped talking. He was afraid to say too much, to let Lucy know that the past years since their parents' death, that he wasn't as okay as he pretended to be. "Just the funeral. Has everyone on edge," he tried to smile and leaned his head against the wall that his body was against.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 8, 2007 0:20:39 GMT -5
Wyatt wanted to shut Marc up. He really wanted to but would never try to hurt his cousin, though he sure was thinking it at the moment.
He saw Lucy intervene and then felt Camille pulling him away. Wyatt was still fuming and breathing heavy. He felt like strangling someone. He wouldn't even think of doing that to Camille though.
Wyatt looked at Camille, still trying to catch his breath. “I know but he has no right to to act like he did. Someone needed to leave and I thought it was best if it was them. He is jealous” Wyatt knowing he wasn't really making much sense. He was just very angry and upset at thr moment.
He felt bad about arguing when Prue was hurt and blowing up in front of his baby sister. “D@mn it!!” Wyatt cursed. “I really messed up!” Wyatt said hating himself for doing what he did in front of Prue and Melinda. He did not care about Marc at the moment though. He was pretty sure neither did Marc.
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Post by italiannna on Sept 8, 2007 0:43:18 GMT -5
Lucy sighed in relief as Marc let her lead him outside. She was worried about him. He scared her back there with Wyatt. Marc has been keeping everything since the death of their parents bottled up inside. It wasn't fair that he had to deal with all of this...
Sometimes Lucy felt that she and Marc were so close that she could feel his pain... She didn't have empathy or anything like that, but with Marc she could sometimes feel his pain. Maybe it was a freaky twin thing they had going on. Even though the other cousins had each other and Marc would feel as if he had no one... It wasn't true... He had Lucy...
Lucy went to her twin and tried to hug him... Even if he wanted to push her away, she wasn't going to let him.
"You may think you have no one Marc... But you're wrong... I'm here and I'm not leaving..."
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Camille didn't know what to do. She could see that Wyatt was fuming inside and looked like he was about to explode at any second. Well explode again at any second. Without a second thought, she pulled him into the back of the church to prevent him from yelling in front of his sister and Prue and upsetting them even more.
When they were ion the room, Camille could hear Wyatt yelling about how he messed up and how he was angry yet again. Camile walked to him and tried to calm him down by rubbing his arms...
"Wyatt, please don't upset yourself anymore... I'm sure Melinda and Prue will be ok... You didn't mean to explode... we're all stressed out.. It's ok to be angry..."
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 8, 2007 0:49:47 GMT -5
“No it's not okay” Wyatt said pulling away from Camille, but as calmly as he could. He did not want to show his anger in front of Camille. He started pacing back and forth in the small room. “It's not okay Camille. It's not okay to upset people! It's not okay to do that when people are hurting and making the more upset. I don't know why I'm so angry all the time Camille” Wyatt said putting his hands in the air. “I don't want to feel this way but sometimes I can't help it” Wyatt said then leaned against the wall. He hated himself but would never admit it to anyone.
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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 8, 2007 0:51:18 GMT -5
Lucy attempted to hug him, but with him leaning against the wall, it wasn't an awkward hug and Marc didn't feel like hugging her back. Then she said it. She said he wasn't alone; that he had her. "Yeah, I know that, Luce, and I'm glad I've got you," he sighed. "It's just, with our family, you'd think we'd have closer bounds. You're close with Prue and Melinda. But I barely talk to Chris or Wyatt, as you can tell by before," he looked away from his sister. "They treat me like a baby, just because I'm the youngest," he suddenly went silent. He didn't want to talk about how stupid his family was and how unfair it was the way they all treated him.
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Post by italiannna on Sept 8, 2007 1:04:00 GMT -5
Lucy stood back when Marc didn't return the hug. She didn't really expect him to. He wasn't the type to go around showing off his emotions. Lucy leaned on the wall next to him and sighed. He thought she was super close with Mel and Prue. He wasn't totally correct. Yeah she was close with them, but they all knew that Prue and Mel were the best friends and that Lucy was the tag-along. Marc didn't see that... But her true best friend was him.
And plus... Don't think I have a super close bond with Mel and Prue... They pretty much treat me as Little Lucy... They always have... As much as I love them, I'm not nearly as close to either of them as I am to you Marc..."
Lucy couldn't help but shake her head when Marc mentioned he was the youngest... They were twins! She was only born three minutes before him...
"Excuse me smarty... You're not the youngest... We're twins remember... It doesn't count that I was born three minutes before you."
Lucy smiled at her brother to show she was kidding with him. She just wanted to help him...
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Camille could feel tears beginning to well in her eyes. Wyatt was scared... He was terrified about the things he was capable of... Camille knew he was a good man and that he would get over this... She believed in him even though he didn't believe in himself.
Camille approached the broken Twice Blessed and wrapped her arms around him... She tried to rub his shoulders to try and calm him down...
"You are a good person Wyatt... I know that, your family knows that... They love you and they understand what you're going through... Don't ever forget it Wyatt... You are a good person..."
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 8, 2007 1:05:04 GMT -5
Melinda wondered why Wyatt was shoving his cousins aside like that. It even made her a little upset he would do it to Lucy. Melinda was not in the mood to argue though, so she decided to keep her mouth shut. However, Marc had other plans. Then Wyatt exploded and it scared the living hell out of her, seeing her brother so angry.
It wasn't like Wyatt to lash out like he just did. He had been so different lately it bothered her. Melinda looked over at Prue, she didn't need this BS right now and she just wanted to scream shut up. She was beyond relieved when Lucy pulled Marc away and Camille with Wyatt. Melinda let out a breath trying not to lose it while her family fell apart even more. “Are you okay Prue?” Melinda said with a frown.
(decided to post for Melinda so we can leave room for Dan again)
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Post by Astral Echo on Sept 8, 2007 5:50:31 GMT -5
Prue trembled through the whole argument, she had blanked everything out and just sat with her thoughts, thinking about what she had just seen, it had been one hell of a premonition. She had just seen the death of people she loved but not just that but their whole legacy, what did it all mean? And the voice, who was it, why did it say what it did and why to her?
Melinda seemed to be in the same state as herself and kneeling back down she asked her calmly if she was okay. Coming back into reality she had noticed the shouting had stopped but Wyatt was right, it had become over crowded. Something scared about Marc though, it was if he was walking amongst her thoughts, her powers were able to sense what he was doing, she had tried blocking him from getting in by forming a mental door between them. "I'm okay, just a little shaken" Prue replied looking to Melinda, she clutched her handbag and tried to stand up, her legs felt like jelly.
Avoiding all connection to the vision, Prue tried to just move on, get on with the funeral and go home and think. A visit to the attic was in order too. However standing up was proving to be a hard first step.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 8, 2007 9:27:22 GMT -5
Melinda and Prue had always been the closer cousins than anyone else. However, she could feel a strong connection after what happened tonight. Especially a few minutes ago when everything unfolded. Melinda didn't want to ask Prue the details. She figured most of it out and didn't need Prue going into detail, nor did Melinda really want to know either.
Melinda just wanted to get Prue out of there, away from everyone and get her some water. People were tense certain people were ticking time bombs. Melinda held onto Prue's backside as she tried to push herself up. Her legs were shaky and she needed some help. “Here” Melinda said gently grabbing onto her arm.
“I'll help walk you to that room over there so you can get some water and sit down for a few minutes.” She said forgetting Chris was there. “Hey maybe you should find Wyatt and try to calm him down” Melinda said she hadn't seen Camille walk of with him so she didn't know.
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Post by Fiji221 on Sept 8, 2007 10:11:45 GMT -5
(I'm just going to simply place myself in the RP rather than get in all the action. I don't want to interrupt the tender sibling/cousin/boyfriend-girlfriend moments. I hope that's ok)
Bridgette entered the church slowly, a sigh escaping her as she stepped into the sanctuary. She felt completely out of place coming here, sure she had known Piper and Leo, but it wasn't as if she had been close to them in anyway. Brushed into them a few times, maybe a polite conversation here or there, but that was really about it. But she figured that although Marc had Lucy, he wasn't the closest to his cousins and could use another friend.
She was slightly relieved when she found the sanctuary to be empty, minus the caskets that sat at the head of the room. It would give her a few moments to herself so she could think, she sat down in an empty seat and let her mind wander.
As she thought more about it, Bridgette found it very hard to believe that she was here, for another funeral of more Halliwell adults. She couldn't even begin to imagine how Marc, Lucy and their cousins were feeling, and almost felt bad for being around them while she herself was still living happily with her mom and dad.
Bridgette leaned back in the seat and looked to one of the walls. She could figure out where everyone was later, but she knew that for now they needed to be together, rather than have outsiders butting in to their issues. She would simply relax here, and find Marc another time.
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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 8, 2007 14:14:20 GMT -5
She was against the wall beside him now and they were silent for a moment, both seeming to be deep in thought. Lucy finally stated that she was looked upon as the young one and treated like a baby and how she was a tag along. He wondered if this was how his mother felt with her sisters.
Lucy said she wasn't as close to anyone like she was with him, and Marc agreed. Dispite being twins, they were each others' best friend. He just didn't want to talk more about that. He hoped Lucy knew he felt the same. "Ha ha," he rolled his eyes at her comment about their ages.
Marc decided to turn the converstion around a bit. "Hey, do you ever wonder if Mom felt this way? Like, when she first met Aunt Piper and Phoebe." He turned to look at his 'older' sister.
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Post by Astral Echo on Sept 9, 2007 10:18:34 GMT -5
Prue shakely walked into the room and sat down in a heap on the long wooden bench that behind the door. "It was horrible" She muttered, she knew the only one that would really listen was Melinda, the rest would always take the pyshical stuff out and forget about her emotional state.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 9, 2007 11:09:52 GMT -5
Melinda really did not want to hear anything horrific at the moment, but she knew Prue needed to let it out. So she would set aside her fears for a moment. To help her cousin sort out the nasty visions she had seen. “What was horrible?” Melinda said as calm as she could. She knew somewhat, what she would say. It was about seeing deaths of her family. She didn't know how far back and how much she had seen though.
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