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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 28, 2007 21:07:08 GMT -5
Marc was eating the Chinese in their kitchen. They were both deep in their thoughts. He was trying to clear his mind and think about if he should go out tonight or get a movie and watch it with Lucy. She didn't seem to want to do anything, but he didn't want to leave her either.
Suddenly, his cell phone rang from his room. Marc took a deep breath and went to grab it. The caller ID read 'Bridgette'. He pressed the talk button and walked out of his room. "Hello?" He wondered why she was calling. She didn't seem to want to be around anyone today, especially not one of them because of the funeral.
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Post by italiannna on Sept 28, 2007 23:56:07 GMT -5
Lucy stayed quiet while her brother talked. The food arrived shortly afterwards and Lucy sat still while Marc got some plates and forks. Lucy liked living with her brother... Not that she didn't love her cousins, because she did. But none of them really understood her. She tried to eat a few pieces of Pineapple Chicken but she wasn't in the mood...
She heard Marc talk about how they were lucky that they lived alone and that they weren't as highly affected by Piper and Leo's deaths as the others were. It did hurt that the remaining adults were gone... But Lucy and Marc knew how to cope with it better than the others...
She was about to say something when Marc's phone rang. She knew what that meant, soon enough Marc was going to go run off with his friends like he always... It wasn't that Lucy was jealous because she wasn't. She just felt kinda lonely sometimes... Marc said earlier that he felt like the loner of the family... That wasn't true... Marc had his friends to have fun with... Who did Lucy have? Without a sound, she got up from the table and went to her room where she tried to fall asleep.
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Camille smiled as the girl introduced herself. She wondered at first why she didn't offer her hand... But seeing as what happened before, that wasn't a very good idea... So her name was Caitlin... Camille found it funny how both their names began with a "C"...
"Nice to meet you Caitlin... I'm Camille..."
When they reached Caitlin's room, Camille walked slowly to the couch and sat down. She was trying to come up with a way to tell Caitlin that she was a witch and it wasn't really easy to think of the words to say.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 29, 2007 0:21:21 GMT -5
As the got to the room. Caitlin sat down in her bed. She also thought it was a bit odd both their names started with the same letter but she shook it off. She wondered what this girl would say. Caitlin sprawled out on her bed. She might as well be comfortable, while she was told crazy news. “So what is you need to tell me?” Caitlin asked as she looked at the ceiling. She wondered if she should look at Camille as she spoke.
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Post by Fiji221 on Sept 29, 2007 11:36:49 GMT -5
Bridgette released the death grip her teeth had on her lower lip when Marc answered. She instead switched to her second nervous habit, twirling a strand of her hair around her index finger, a habit that annoyed most people to no end.
"Hey Marc, it's Bridgette. It seems that I have...misplaced one of my text books, and the only other place I could think of it to be, was your apartment. And well, if I don't get some of my school work done, there's a 95% chance I'll get kicked out of college by next week" she added with a small laugh,
"Mind if I drop by quick to grab it?" Bridgette finally asked with a sigh.
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Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 29, 2007 13:07:13 GMT -5
Caller ID was amazing, but it was always amusing when the caller said who it was. Marc surpressed a laugh, but he smiled as he listened to Bridgette's explaination for calling. She needed to do some school work and had misplaced her book.
Marc carried his phone with him as he decided to find the book. It wasn't in the family room or the kitchen. Not really anywhere else they studied. He ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah, you can come over," he answered, heading over to his room. There it was, on the floor beside his desk. He shrugged. "You know, why don't you just bring your work and we can study together. I've been slacking a bit because of what's happened. Plus, Lucy isn't feeling too well, so I'm staying home. I think we could use some company," he told her.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 29, 2007 14:30:47 GMT -5
Melinda slumped in the seat and had her arms crossed. She couldn't help but role her eyes. As Charlie told her she needed to eat. She didn't mean to but she couldn't help it. She wasn't going to get sick. She just didn't want to do anything. “I'm fine” Melinda grumbled. She didn't want to come off so hostile, but she couldn't help but feel guilty doing anything she liked with out her parents around.
Then Charlie asked how everything at home was going. “Yeah I guess” Melinda said with a sigh. She didn't mean to be such a downer but she didn't want to get into the way things were at home.
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Post by Fiji221 on Sept 29, 2007 14:42:08 GMT -5
Bridgette smiled when Marc agreed, a small wave of relief washing over her as the knot in her stomach unclenched. She looked back over to her desk and couldn't help but be glad that he had invited her over to work in addition to getting her book. Help with school work was always welcome.
"Alright, I'll do that. I've just got to grab my stuff together, and then I'll come over, if you're sure that it's ok" she wasn't sure why she had added in the last part, Marc wasn't a liar and certainly didn't do anything or say anything unless he was positive.
"I'll be over in a few" she finished, shaking her head slightly at herself before hitting the end button and sliding the phone into her pocket.
Bridgette walked to her desk and pulled together the papers into a pile, frowning at how much larger then when it had been sprawled out across the surface. She put them into her bag with a sigh and headed out the door.
Since Marc's apartment was more than a few blocks away, she would have to take her car.
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Post by piperminime on Sept 29, 2007 14:54:44 GMT -5
Charlie backed off a little when melinda snapped at him. "Cool off, Mel, I'm just trying to help." he said defensivly. He hated having to fight with her after all that had happen. He needed to try and be more understanding toward her but sometimes he let his demon side take over his emotions specifically his anger.
"What do you want?" he asked as he pulled up to the drive through at Subway. He knew what she'd normally get but since she'd stop eating as much he wasn't sure any more.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 29, 2007 14:59:01 GMT -5
Melinda looked up at Charlie apologetically. She instantly regretted snapping at him. Maybe she should eat something. It might make her less grouchy. She didn't like to fight either. “Sorry” Melinda said feeling stupid. “Just get what I always get I guess” Melinda said trying to make things more light.
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Post by piperminime on Sept 29, 2007 17:25:22 GMT -5
Charlie smiled a little when melinda told him to order what she normally got. He guessed she didn't want to fight either. He ordered their meals and handed Melinda her sub and drink. He placed his own drink in his cupholder and took a large bite out of his sub as he turned back onto the street. "So are we still heading to Long Beach or are we just going to go to the beach here?" Charlie asked after he swallowed.
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 29, 2007 17:38:44 GMT -5
Melinda decided it be better if one of them was happy instead of them both being miserable. She took her sub and sat it on her lap. Then took the cherry coke and set in the cup holder next to Charlie's. She heard him ask where she wanted to go. She didn't want to go to any local beaches, for they held too many memories. She didn't care to remember.
“Let's just go somewhere not close to here” Melinda said not wanting to stay around much longer. She knew she would have to come back. She had promised in her letter she would.
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Post by italiannna on Sept 29, 2007 20:05:54 GMT -5
Chris gazed down at the passing cars and thought to himself that these people were rushing off doing God knows what and neither one of them knew the pain and anger he was feeling in his heart... No one knew and no one cared, yet everyday his family risked death to save them... He didn't know what to do anymore... His heart couldn't take anymore of this... In a matter of a few years, a whole generation of Halliwells were wiped out... First his Uncle Coop, than his Aunt Phoebe, than his Uncle Henry and Aunt Paige and finally his parents... He was sick and tired of being the strong one... He was tired of the Elders using him and tossing him aside like he was nothing.
Chris felt the same pain creep into his stomach... He was standing up and the intense pain forced him onto his knees. He yelled out in pain... The pain crept up into his heart... Chris could not breath. He grasped onto the metal beam as if it was the only thing keeping him alive. Hot angry tears streamed down his face... He heart was aching with the baggage he was carrying and he just wanted to scream out to the heavens to show how angry he was...
His head was throbbing now with pain... He felt dizzy and out of step.... He gripped onto the railing to steady himself... The worst thing would be to fall out because of this recent episode... Chris sighed with relief as the episode finally finished...
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Lucy lay on her bed staring at the ceiling... She could hear Marc through the walls... She wondered who he was talking to... She guessed it was Bridgette... She knew Bridgette had a thing for her brother... It wasn't like she told her... Lucy didn't really talk to Bridgette that much... But she saw the look in Bridgette's eyes whenever she would see Marc... The same look a million girls got when they saw Marc... But Lucy saw something more in Bridgette... She hoped that Marc would see something in Bridgette, he deserved to be truly happy...
Lucy sighed... She would sometimes wish that someone would get that look in their eyes about her... But being that she was the shy quiet type, she didn't think it would happen... Lucy would just go on living her life and not think about these things anymore... They always seemed to get her down...
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Camille looked straight at Caitlin sitting down on her bed... She thought over her words one last time before blurting them out to her...
"Ok... The reason why I think this freaky thing between us happened was because you're a witch... As in a witch with powers... And I wasn't THAT much freaked out over it because I see things like that all the time because I'm a witch to... And I think somehow us meeting must have triggered your powers..."
Camille hoped her frosting power still worked in case Caitlin lost it on her... She needed to find a quick escape in case she wanted to expose her or something...
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 29, 2007 23:02:51 GMT -5
Somehow Caitlin knew she was going to say something like that. Something supernatural and weird. “Oh” was all Caitlin said surprised she wasn't losing it from hearing insane words.
“Well does that mean vampires are real too, because there is this one really hot vampire named Edward Cullen” Caitlin said wondering if that was the right thing to say.
At least she wasn't yelling at the girl. Plus her question was somewhat serious. Plus the girl probably didn't even know who Edward Cullen was unless she read classics.
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Post by italiannna on Sept 29, 2007 23:15:26 GMT -5
Camille was surprised at how well Caitlin was taking the news... She was so ready to frost out of there that she lost her footing for two seconds when Caitlin acted all calm...
"Woah... you're actually cool with all of this? This is very shocking. I expected you to freak out..."
Camille stopped dead on her tracks when Caitlin mentioned some vampire named Edward Cullen... Was she serious? Who was he? Camille had certainly never heard of him... Vampires were not the type of creatures to be messing around with, let alone finding them hot... Camille rolled her eyes...
"Are you serious? Yes vampires are real... But they are very dangerous and certainly not hot... And I never heard of this Edward Cullen guy..."
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 29, 2007 23:26:47 GMT -5
“Well not really, but there is this book called Twilight well there are like eight of them actually. Well this vegetarian vampire falls in love with a human and he can go out in the daylight and isn't a stereotype like you would think. I was really hoping those stereotypes weren't real.” Caitlin said hoping she wasn't going to make Camille angry. Honestly she didn't know how else to react to such craziness but make light of it. “You should read them they are classic books from the early millenia” Caitlin said she loved talking about her books.
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Wyatt decided to go home. He needed some rest anyway. Wyatt had orbed to the funeral so he would have to orb back. Wyatt found a discreet place and orbed to the living room. “Mel you home?” he asked wanting to talk with his sister. He knew he had scared her earlier. Wyatt wandered toward the kitchen he needed some water. He walked past the front door and noticed a piece of paper. Wyatt quickly read it and didn't care if Mel said she wasn't running away. “Chris!!!!!” Wyatt yelled out so loud he was sure the whole world could here. “Chris!!!”
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Post by italiannna on Sept 29, 2007 23:45:46 GMT -5
Chris was leaning against the beam completely drained of his energy from his minor freak out earlier. He soundly heard the loud ringing voice of his older brother screaming for him. Chris bolted up and quickly orbed back home thinking there was an emergency.
Chris arrived at home, his arm poised and ready to deliver an electrical attack, when he was Wyatt standing and holding a letter in his hand.
"What happened? Is everything ok?"
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Camille couldn't believe this... This girl was rambling on and on about some stupid book. As if she even cared about this book. She had more important things to deal with... She hoped this girl would be serious about witch craft...
"There's no such thing as a vegetarian vampire... The stereotypes are very much real and they are VERY dangerous. Along with many other creatures who will surely come after you now that your powers have been unleashed..."
Camille didn't mean to sound harsh... But it was true... Caitlin was definitely unprepared for a demonic attack... What was she doing talking about girlish fantasies about vegetarian vampires? Camille shook her head...
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 29, 2007 23:53:27 GMT -5
Wyatt waited for Chris to arrive. “No, I think Mel ran off, look” Wyatt said handing Chris the letter his sister had wrote. Chris, Wyatt...
I went for a drive with Charlie. I'll be back later, later than sooner. So don't worry about me. I need to get away for a bit. No I'm not running away. I'll be back in less than 24 hours okay! I just don't want to be here not right now. I need room to breathe. Stay at home. I'll be back. - Love Mel **************************************************************** “Well you can't think everything is evil just because of its reputation. I mean witches don't have a good reputation. I mean hello have you ever heard of the Wizard of Oz. There are good and bad witches so there could be good and bad vampires” Caitlin said. Okay she really didn't believe what the girl was saying. Honestly she still didn't know what to think. |
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Post by italiannna on Sept 30, 2007 0:29:20 GMT -5
Chris grabbed the note form Wyatt's hand and read it. He shook his head in disbelief... Mel wouldn't run off and not come back. It wasn't like her to run away. She was probably going for a drive to clear her mind... Chris knew Mel and he knew she wouldn't do anything stupid... Then again she was with her boyfriend. Chris didn't want to go into over protective mode, and Charlie was a good guy... Chris felt like he could trust him... He wouldn't take advantage of his little sister...
"Ok Wy... We need to relax for a bit and think about this... Mel is a smart girl. She knows what she's doing and she knows that if she's in trouble to call for us... I think we should give her some space for now... If she's not back by tomorrow, then we go after her."
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Camille couldn't believe what she was hearing from this girl... She was so close to just walking out on her and leaving her to her stupid fairy tales...
"I know witches have a bad rep and yeah there are evil witches. But Vampires are known to be all evil... They serve their Vampire Queen who is pure evil! There is no gray zone when it comes to magic! You're either evil or you're not! The only exception I can think of is if someone is half demon... But vampires don't mate with mortals..."
Camille was getting very annoyed with Caitlin and with her thinking she knows everything. If there was one thing Camille hated the most it was a smug person.
"If I were you, I would wake up and fast because if you're gonna be fighting demons and other evil creatures you cannot have a conscience. You cannot start thinking that these creatures can be turned good, because they can't... Evil does nothing but kill and they won't stop until good witches like us stop them."
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Post by RP Muse on Sept 30, 2007 0:37:16 GMT -5
“Yeah but she says that now but she might like being away from home and not want to come back” Wyatt said then heard Chris talk about waiting until tomorrow. “Okay if she's not back tomorrow then. I'm just worried, I think I scared her back at the church” Wyatt said remembering him losing his temper in front of her. He regretted it terribly.
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Caitlin listened to the girl go on about black and white and witches and other crazy talk. “Well what do you expect. You just told me I'm some witch with powers. How many people get told they are witches everyday? I expect not very many. Honestly all this makes my head hurt and I seriously wonder when I'm going to wake up” Caitlin said knowing she was already awake.
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Post by Astral Echo on Sept 30, 2007 14:58:37 GMT -5
Prue stumbled into the hallway on the second floor, she found herself holding her head and falling about all over the place, last thing she remembers was being in the attic. As her vision corrected it self she glanced down at her arm and saw a large curved scar running up her arm, with a line running through the middle. Screaming at the symbol that had been carved into her arm she ran into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. What the hell is going? She thought to herself panicking, running her arm under the tap the blood in the cut washed away. Fully regaining her compsure she splashed water into her face to try and calm her down.
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