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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 25, 2007 10:49:18 GMT -5
Her eyes scanned the cityscape below; it was amazing to see how alive this city actually was. San Francisco had a beat of its own, it was the mixing and blending of different people who made this city what it was. Mischa backed away from her window and walked over to her computer the sounds of H.I.M mixed with the car below, she smiled San Francisco was her home and she loved it. Mischa rose from her chair and looked at the time, it was that time when Pinks was just starting to get packed people from all over the city tried to get in. She looked back at her clock and decided it was time to go out, she walked over to her closet but stopped short, she looked back at the bathroom her brown hair falling out of her large clip getting dress first was a better idea she figured. She walked fully into the closet and flipped on a light her eyes adjusted quickly since her room was so ark; Mischa looked down at her mountains of shoes she had and decided to get dressed from the bottom up. She sat on her floor and began to toss about pumps, heels, wedges, and so forth not that it was a difficult choice she just wanted a pair of comfortable shoes to dance in. She finally came upon a pair of black wedges which had a pink bow on the back and decided those were the most comfortable; Mischa looked up at her jeans next leaving a mess of shoes in her wake. She was famous for leaving large mess’ in her wake, her Nanny always ended up giving her an earful and Mischa would eventually pick it all up.
Mischa stood in front of a sea of blue jeans, all of course in different fades and different cuts there was nothing better than jeans. They were the wonder clothing, since they went with pretty much anything and heck they were just comfortable. Mischa ran her hand along a pair of light fades and noticed her ring got caught in a tear, she pulled down the jeans and decided it was the best pair for the shoes they were also her favorite. She smiled and pulled off her sweats slipping on the jeans before her legs got too cold. She buttoned her jeans and slipped on her shoes the pants were long but the shoes kept them from dragging, she just needed a shirt, which made the outfit complete. She turned around her eyes on a whole rack of shirts all-ranging from simple tank tops, to elaborate dressy tops. She scanned the rack closest to the door since it was where her nicer clothes was kept at, she ran her hands along many dark fabrics which felt very new to the touch others which felt a bit more used. Mischa eventually decided on a black baby doll shirt with pink accents and small pink buttons near the neck, she quickly removed her shirt and slipped on the top. She looked over at the full length mirror which hung behind one of the doors and smiled the outfit was perfect for pinks, Mischa left the closet and headed over to her bathroom her hair was hopefully in good shape since she had fixed it yesterday.
She let her brown hair down and looked at in the mirror; it was surprisingly straight and looked very nice all she really needed to do was to run a comb through it. Mischa picked up her brush and passed it through her hair, then came her favorite part the make up she loved make up it was so fun to put on and well buy. She bent down and opened the cabinet doors below the sink and pulled up a sliver MAC make up case, she opened it and picked up all the pinks and blacks which were inside the box not forgetting her brushes to apply the make up with. Mischa began to brush on sparkly pinks mixed in with pewter tones; eventually the product was a mysterious pink color with nice black highlights. She stood back and smiled it came perfect and she was just experimenting with color, She added some blush to her face, eyeliner to her eyes, and finally some mascara to her lashes. Mischa finished with some glitter to her face and neck; she then rushed from the bathroom to grab her cell and her purse, turned off the lights in the room and headed down the hall, and out of the house.
Mischa walked towards her black Porsche, she stared as she saw some people she knew she rolled her eyes and was soon at her car. Mischa got in and put her purse in the passenger seat. She grabbed her keys and turned the ignition on. She was now on her way to the Club. After a quiet ten minutes, she was there.
Mischa gave her car keys to the valet and made her way to the club, P3 was one of the hottest clubs in town, and lucky for her it's owned by the Halliwells so though the line was long the bouncer at the door knew her so much to the people in line’s displeasure Mischa cut to the front of the line and was let in after giving the bouncer one of her drop dead gorgeous smile. Mischa looked around light’s flashed and music was playing and the dance floor was covered in people all kind of moving as one, she walked through crowds here and there, she made her way and sat on the bar stool and ordered a drink, hoping to find one of her cousins as they always seem to be hanging here or one of her friends, she didn't mind who she's running into really as long as she's gonna have fun…
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Post by Skylar Bennett on Dec 25, 2007 11:07:34 GMT -5
He ran around his house, trying to fid something to wear. "Why does life have to be so difficult?" he asked himself, heading into his bathroom. He grabbed a comb and brushed down the stray strands of hair, probably to just come back up later. "This hair is something else." he complained to himself, trying to straighten it. He let out a large sigh, walking into his closet. He pulled out a pair of Jeans from the over-flowing rack. "Mental Note: Clean that up later." he said to himself, slipping into them. He turned around to his shirts, picking out a Navy Blue T-Shirt. Something that wasn't bad for P3. He ran out, jumping onto his bed, he grabbed the Gym Shoes at the edge of his bed, and slipped them on. Letting ouy another sigh, he grabbed his keys and put his wallet in his back pocket, walking out the back door. He pressed the button on the Key Chain, and the doors unlocked. Climbing in.
He layed his wallet down carefully in the seat beside him, watching the road carefully. "About 5 more minutes." he told himself. Looking himself over. "This'll be fine." he told himself once more. He pulled up in the Driveway, the light glimmering off the Blue color of his sports car. He closed the roof, grabbed his wallet and locked the doors. Walking up to the doorman, he gave him a short smile, recognizing him as the cousin of the owner. "Gosh, Chris has got it going good." he said to himself as he walked down the steps into the club.
His eyes immediately drawing to Mischa, he looked her over also. "She's dressed for a party compared to what I wore." he told himself. Walking over to her, and taking the bar stool next to her, he looked at the server. Ordering a water, he turned to her. "How're you?" he asked her, paying his fee. He looked around the club, up to the stage, and back to where the Manager usually stayed during something like this. However, he turned back to Mischa. "Gosh, this place is going up on the charts isn't it?" he asked her, glancing at all of the people.
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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 25, 2007 11:30:35 GMT -5
Mischa was actually enjoying herself, she took a sip of her drink, the scene of dancing, glasses clinking and making out, etc played before her eyes.
Mischa was sitting next to a girl that looked about her age. Maybe a little older. Mischa smiled at the girl that flagged down the bartender that just turned around. He caught her eye...or her hand and walked over to her.
Mischa's attention was diverted back to the people who were dancing, like there's no tomorrow.
Mischa's eyes wandered along the crowd, she was having a good time, but you can't have a good time at a club without someone, Mischa suddenly wished if she came here with someone, one of her friends or if she called one of her cousins. Mischa was really amazed by how close her family were, they've been always close with each other and passed it on through their kids. of course her and her cousins have arguments, fights, differences but then again who doesn't!
However they always get passed their problems and work out everything and then get back to being one big happy family. Mischa smiled at the thought of her family.
"Hey Skylar. Mischa said with a smile on her face as soon as her cousin sat himself in the bar stool next to her, She liked Skylar, since day one when they were children, they've been together, so you can say that these two knew each other since they were in diapers.
"I'm great, what about you?" Mischa asked him...
She nodded at his statement, it was true, P3 was definitely one of the hottest clubs around, so many people parties here and so many tried to get in.
"Yeah it's really going of charts, you can tell by the long line that keeps extending by the second out." Mischa answered. "So what brought you here?" Mischa asked him, it wasn't weird that he's here but well it's a question!
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Post by Skylar Bennett on Dec 25, 2007 11:48:15 GMT -5
"I'm fine thank you." came his reply. "Yeah, that's for sure. Before the night's out, the line will probably be out behind the parking lot." he explained. Grabbing the bottle of water from the Bar Tender. "Thanks." he said to him. "And well, I had nothing to do, and I figured I'd find somebody like you out here, well, rather I was hoping. Because, if not, and a demon attacks, my powers aren't stong enough alone." he explained in a hushed tone to her, so nobody could hear. The Bar Tender eyed him. Giving him a small grin, he turned back to Mischa. Taking a sip of his water, he glanced at some people making out, running around, and whatnot. "I can't stand Public Display of Affection." he said randomly. He never did know whether she did or not. He didn't really care though.
He glanced around, checking to make sure his wallet was still in his pocket, there were too many Pick-Pockets out there to not trust them anymore. However, he remembered a certain story of his Grandma Phoebe, pick-pocketing a warlock for Kit's collar in which Phoebe used to save Prue and Piper from the painting. That was only one of their many stories, his Grandparents were extraordinary witches, he however just wished he could follow in their footsteps. He looked around, watching for anything suspicious, in that case, he'd just make them see something that wasn't there, stopping them from whatever they were doing, like a Policeman or something. However, they wouldn't be able to stay for long, because it can only last for as long as he is focused. And in a busy club, you'd find that extremely hard. |
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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 25, 2007 12:13:51 GMT -5
Mischa smiled at him and nodded, it was true, P3 was always one of the known clubs, well at least since as long as she can remember.
Mischa furrowed her eyebrows at what came next, she wasn't a big fan of the D word especially in public where people can hear them, "Don't say the D word, giving our history the moment you say this word a you-know-what will appear." Mischa said in hushed tone.
Mischa wasn't so into her powers like her cousins, being a witch was fun when you can do magic for personal gain, and Mischa was so tempted at the beginning to do so, but when she learned about the consequences of preforming magic for personal gain she stopped.
She freaked out about the whole idea of her being a witch at first and she still do sometime.
She remembers the day that she found out she was a witch for the first time in her life.
Mischa was so far gone that she didn't know where she had taken a wrong turn. Everyone was trying to cheer her up but to no avail. Maybe that was when she turned to Art it normally kept her mind off of a lot of things specially the witchy magical stuff. Her father being a normal none magical person understood the way she felt and he had been trying to make her feel better but that was not very helpful. He had his own problems to deal with.
He told her how gifted she'll feel and that she'll grow to love her powers and everything about her heritage soon, and well she does like her powers very much, true that she couldn't control it all the time yet but still she loved it. however she'd never admit to anyone that she likes being a witch.
Mischa watched him closely as he rose the water to his lips and then took a glimpse of the couple that were making out at the corner, she rolled her eyes "Agh, I can't stand it either, someone should tell them to get a room or something." Mischa said.
She started tapping her fingers on the bar, out of habit, she just can't keep her hands still for too long...
A question popped in her mind and she opened her mouth to say something but figured that it's probably not a good time to talk about magic now when they're surrounded by people, and anyone could hear them so it's probably not a good thing.
"So have you seen Scott lately?" Mischa asked him, her eyes were checking out a group of girls and boys dancing!
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Post by Skylar Bennett on Dec 25, 2007 12:44:23 GMT -5
"Nope, not at all." he said to her, watching the couple with a disgusted look. "I have a way to make them scatter, Police Officer? Or do you want to suggest something?" he asked his cousin, grinning mischeiviously. "Then again, my powers have a bright side." he said, as a grin crossed his face. "Oh crud! That's Personal Gain though. I can't stand that rule." he said in a hushed tone, knowing she hated it. "[b[Oh well. I'll make up a reason. They can't do anything to me if I have a reason, right? [/b]" he asked, they referring to the Elders. " And, I won't say it anymore. I know you don't like it. What do you refer to them as? The Mean Ones?" he asked jokingly. " Well, look at the bright side, at least we won't be facing the Evil Charmed Ones with know Good Charmed Ones around. That could end bad, very bad." he explained. Glancing around at a small group of dancing kids. " Go on." he said, waving his hand as if it were a broom, sweeping her away. That girl is something else. he thought to himself. Knowing she could freeze the other people easily. She however, if obtained Molecular Combustion and got mad at him, she could try to blow him up, and that would appear would be orbs, then he would show up again. He grinned at himself for knowing this, that she couldn't kill him with that power. Good Witches don't freeze. the words ringing in his ears, coming from his Grandmother Piper, she also had that power. A small tear formed in his eye, he wiped it away quickly with his sleeve, letting out a large sigh. " Hmmm." the sound escaping his lips. He thought of what to make seem there, to make the couple scatter. Going through a large list in his head. " The Mean Ones' guts could work." he said jokingly, knowing that Mischa would probably smack him or something of the sort.[/size][/color][/center] |
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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 25, 2007 13:12:46 GMT -5
Mischa let out a giggle "Yeah we can always use our powers..." she said still smiling though she lowered her voice saying the word Powers... just a couple of months ago Mischa would've never guessed that she would be sitting here with her cousin talking about their powers, magic and demons all at once, this was just to much! yet again she've never really imagined herself being a witch, she's not even sure if she actually did believe in magic, or witches before finding out that she was a witch.
But she certainly enjoyed the fact that she was getting used to it and joking about it with Skylar.
"Nobody likes that rule, but you know making up a reason is a good idea, do you wanna try it?" Mischa said with a smirk. "Maybe you can use your powers to make them leave or let the guy imagine something icky and he'll leave her." Mischa suggested jokingly, she knew that they can't do this but what the heck she's should loosen up a little and have fun.
Mischa thought about freezing them but there's like no use once the freezing effect vanishes they'll resume into doing what they're just doing now! it seems like it's just inevitable to watch them making out, Mischa rolled her eyes again when Skylar spoke.
"This is mean, you're making fun of me, I'm so gonna tell mommy." Mischa said laughing, it was lame, back to when they were kids again, Mischa remembered those times when she and Skylar used to fight about who should have the bigger scoop of ice cream, or when he used to hide her dolls and she and her twin hides his cars, it was always fun.
plus Skylar and Mischa loved to bicker and argue, though it never did get serious to the point of them not talking to each other.
"Go on???" Mischa repeated his words raising her eyebrows, "What you want me to freeze them or something?"
"Geez stop saying the mean ones, I preferred the D word better..." Mischa said as she shoved him slightly on the shoulders.
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Post by Skylar Bennett on Dec 25, 2007 17:48:42 GMT -5
"Yeah, I think zits would do good. A bunch of zits." he said, eyeing the couple carefully. Straining his eyes on the male, he watched as the girl jumped up quickly, holding up her hand to her mouth, as if she were about to hurl. He pointed at her. "It looks like she's about to blow chunks." he said before letting out a nice hearty laugh. He stopped himself quickly, feeling her shove him. "Thank you. Mischa." he said jokingly. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to see if I can find Scott, or Prue, or Shane." he said bringing his right leg up on top of his left knee. Then putting his left foot on top of the other leg. "I remember how much this hurt until my legs finally got used to it." he explained before shutting his eyes. Drowning out all noises and voices. His breathing slowed, finding Prue at Charmed with Matthew. And Shane at the manor. He couldn't find Scott though. Opening his eyes. "Shane is at the Manor, Prue is at Charmed with Matthew. But I couldn't find Scott." he said to Mischa.
He brought the bottle to his lips again, letting it run down his throat. He un-folded his legs and looked around the club. "I wonder where uncle Chris is." he said randomly in an un-earthly voice. Shaking his head back to reality, he sighed remembering how Mischa had his Grandma Piper's power. And Scott had his Grandma Prue and Paige's power. Yet, he didn't know anybody with his Grandma Phoebe's power. Though his uncle was the Twice-Blessed Child, as was he and Scott. And some other witches he didn't know of. "Mischa, why do you think Grandma Piper took away the Family's magic?" he asked her. "I mean, I think it was the right idea, but she got killed because of it." he said, yet another tear forming in his eye. He was the more sensitive one out of the boys, Matthew was supposedly the troubled one. And Scott of course was the Adventerous One. Shane however, he was always Quiet. After his little sister died though, everything went downhill. Well, from Skylar's history anyway. They were probably the closest friends he had though. Of all the friends he had, it had to be the two who had somewhat horrible deaths happen in their families. Well, in all of their families really.
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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 27, 2007 10:20:24 GMT -5
"Zits are genius" Mischa said with a smile. when the girl jumped quickly, "Heyyy, did you do that?" Mischa said raising her eyebrows at him questioningly before letting out a giggle as well. she couldn't help it really, it was funny watching the girl jump like that and then the guy trying to follow her to understand what did just happen.
"It looks like these two aren't going to make-out anytime soon." Mischa said smiling at this, well if he did use his powers or not she was thankful that she will no longer see them making-out...
She took a deep breath as Skylar tried to sense where her cousins were.
it was amazing to see him do this, he got the hang of it really quick while Mischa was still learning to control her abilities...
"I haven't seen him in a while now..." Mischa said absent mindedly, thinking about Scott or where he might be.
"What about Maida, can you sense where's she?" Mischa was enjoying this find out where everyone was without calling them.
"You have a great power, I wanna be half whitelighter, this is so not fair." Mischa said jokingly
Mischa did the same as him and took a sip of her drink, Mischa wasn't a drinker but every once in a while she liked to drink, just for fun!
The alcohol burned her throat lightly...
Mischa examined the place, Chris is always here or at the manor so if he wasn't here then maybe he's at the manor.
"Maybe he's at the manor..." Mischa said as she checked her watch, maybe he's also running late or something.
Mischa furrowed her eyebrows at his next question!
"Well am not sure, I mean of course I've been wondering why did she do this, and I don't know from what I hear from my mum I think she did it to let us have some sorta normal life, away from..." Mischa hesitated for a second before lowering her voice, "The mean ones." Mischa couldn't help but plant a smile on her face at the word, it was funny, then she got serious again "Yeah, I think that's why she did it, you know how they lost their sister Prue and their their mother, our great great grandma Patty. she was just trying to let us lead a normal life and cut our losses." Mischa said thinking about it, well there's days when she first found out that she was a witch that she hopped she didn't but then again at times she just felt like their grandma had no right to stop them from becoming witches but by all means she understood why she did this, maybe Mischa is the most understanding one, she really understood the reasons behind her grandma Piper's decision. because Mischa missed being normal...
She saw his eyes, Skylar is a sensitive guy, maybe that's why she felt close to him and that she could confide in him...
She patted on his shoulder and left her hands there for a minute, not knowing really what to say.
"Do you really think that it was the right idea?" Mischa said withdrawing her hand again taking another sip of her drink, "I mean you know how I love being normal and have a normal life away from all of this... but sometimes I tend to really think that grandma Piper didn't have the right to keep us from our gift." Mischa said, she was surprised, I mean this never came out from her, she was always the one against using magic and trying to always resolve to normal decisions.
"Skylar, I'm so gonna use magic against you if you told anyone that I said this." Mischa said jokingly glaring at him.
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Post by Skylar Bennett on Dec 27, 2007 14:05:06 GMT -5
He listened to her ramble. Then he felt her hand on his back. "And, yeah, he's probably just late." he said, more to himself. Trying to reassure himself he was okay. "And, yes, I did that. You yourself Zits are genius." he said turning to her. "I however took that up a step, Really bad Rashes work also." he said a grin taking its place on his face. "And, Great Aunt Piper did what she could to help us. They were in need of Normal Lives, but when they finally got them. She passed away, and now, We're stuck like this, not knowing how to use them right. And, The Sources....." he trailed off with his last sentence. It was enough knowing, however, to know who they were, and there powers. He wouldn't tell her, because he didn't want to scare her, or put her on their Hit List, he was pretty sure Scott, Shane and himself were on the top. He however, would keep this to himself also.
"Skylar, I'm so gonna use magic against you if you told anyone that I said this."
{Don't worry, I won't even bring up this conversation, partly, because I don't think anybody will need to know about it." he told her. "And oh no, She's going to use magic on me. Help help! Too bad I could just orb out." he said to her, knowing he was just making her want to be a 'Hybrod' as some people called them, he however called them what they really were. Half-Witch Half-Whitelighter.
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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 27, 2007 14:45:09 GMT -5
Mischa's lips curled up forming a smile on her face, she waned to act as though she was upset but what the hell she just can't be upset at him...
"Oh you're just so funny aren't you, I'll freeze you before you even get a chance to orb." Mischa said forgetting for a second that she can't freeze good witches.
"Aghhh, or not! you're loving this aren't you. well I will find a way in the end to get back at you." Mischa said still smiling.
"Can I not like you for a while dude" Mischa said.
"What source..." Mischa said cheerfully not knowing what he's talking about, she waited for his answer as she took a sip of her drink...
She pushed her brown hair over her shoulders and started tapping her fingers on the bar out of habit only nothing more, she tend to do it more when she's nervous, but right now she wasn't...
"So....?!" Mischa looked Skylar in the eyes waiting for an answer!
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Post by Skylar Bennett on Dec 27, 2007 17:14:43 GMT -5
He looked at her, with a disappointed face. "Well...." he began, turning his head. He let out a sigh and turned back to her. "Matthew and Prue, they're the sources, I tried to help Matthew. and, and he attacked me. Well, tried, that was before I put him in an illusion with my supposed-to-be-dead body. But, then Maida seen it. And, well, she kind of got mad at me for saving both of our lives. And, too bad Good Witches don't freeze. But, Matthew is being possessed by a Demon. And, he was trying to fight it. I could hear it In his head. It was horrible, I made a spell to expel the demon, but he kept saying that he could handle it. So, I left him alone. And, I'm surprised he didn't kill me when I healed his hand. But, I watched it happen. He killed the illusion I sent after him. And then Maida, she tried to help him. But, he went berserk, and a killing spree I thought. He went to go try to kill some mortals. And, and, I don't want to believe it. I mean, poor little Prue. She was drawn into it, and she's a decendant of the Charmed Ones, the Greatest Good ever known to the world. And now, she's a cousin to them. [/b]" he explained. Hoping Mischa actually got the last part as he wasn't going to come right out and say it. "Aghhh, or not! you're loving this aren't you. well I will find a way in the end to get back at you."" I bet you will." he said with a small grin. Pushing the thoughts of Piper out of his head. " But, Mischa, you wouldn't mind coming with me to summon Great Aunt Piper would you? Or in your case Grandma Piper, but that isn't the point. And maybe Great Aunt Prue, it has been so long since we've seen Great Aunt Piper, and well, forget it. I don't want to get attached to her again." he said, sighing.[/size][/center][/color] |
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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 28, 2007 11:37:01 GMT -5
Mischa felt like this was really important what he was about to say, she looked at him seriously, her eyes focused on his eyes, and listened, as he talked she was thinking about it, she really need to be engaged more in her family's life, even if she wants a normal life, she have to try harder to be their for her family's sake, Matthew and Prue were possessed by the source and Maida along with Skylar almost got hurt trying to help their cousins and where was she? trying to live normal! well news flash there's nothing normal about being a witch.
Mischa listened and frowned at her cousin, "Well duh! she have the right to be mad at you, what are you trying to do put yourself in danger, you can't be reckless like this, I thought you knew better." Mischa said slightly irritated by the fact that Skylar almost got hurt, well not almost he did get hurt!
"Descendant of the Charmed Ones." Mischa said surprised, "Do you mean what I think you mean?" Mischa asked raising her eyebrows at him, Is Skylar, Scott and Shane, her cousins are the new charmed ones, the power of three! well that was really great Mischa thought.
She listened to Skylar talking about their grandma Piper, and before this whole conversation Mischa wasn't even sure if she wanted to be in this big whirl of magic, witches, demons, powers and now the source, it was a little overwhelming to Mischa, but as she listened to Skylar and how eager he was, she was getting excited actually and wanted to do this.
"Yeah I would love to summon grandma Piper. and no we shouldn't forget it, we should do it... maybe she'll help give us some points or put us in the right direction to be able to help Prue and Matthew." Mischa said surprised that she was the one talking, Mischa the girl who by all means preferred to live and lead a normal life was talking him into summoning their great grandmother.
"I remember my mother telling me that Piper, Phoebe and Paige was able to vanquish the source three times, so yeah I think we should really summon her." Mischa said nodding.
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Post by Skylar Bennett on Dec 28, 2007 21:39:14 GMT -5
He listened to her talk. Then when she finally stopped, he began. "Well, not really, because I saved both of us. But, then again, she kind of got more mad at me when I asked her to, well, forget it. However, if you're thinking that Shane, Scott, and I are the new Charmed Ones, then you're thinking correctly." he said, finishing the last drink of water he had, then pulled the bottle so that only Mischa and himself could see it. He put his hand over it, and it filled itself up. Taking a drink from it, he looked at her. "That is going to come in handy." he said, more to himself, rather than her.
He then listened to her as she said that she would come with him to summon Great Aunt Piper. "Really? I mean, they did vanquish him three different times, but, I'm glad Great Aunt Phoebe got with Coop, rather than that prick Cole. From all the things she has told me, I would have had him wrapped in a container of water so tight, he would explode." he said, his voice turning cold. "But no hard feelings." he said, giving her one of the fakest grins in history of fake grins.
"And, We have already spoke with Roran. He said Prue and Matthew are too far. We can't save them, and he also said we should just defeat them, not vanquish them. I mean, after all, they are our cousins. Scott also said that he looked in the Book of Shadows and there is no way to strip them of their powers. Not without one of us taking away the Families magic again. But, that would ruin everybody. We couldn't defend ourselves from demons', and, we would know all about this world for nothing." he explained to her.
He took another swig from his water, looking up at the stage. "Hey, Mischa, want to go dance? Might as well, otherwise we spent 10 minutes driving here and wasting our gas for nothing." he said, getting up. Leaving his water on the counter. "Plus, you don't need anymore alcohol, if you get anymore, you'll be loopy for the next week, and being drunk is something I can't heal." he explained to her, letting out a small laugh. [/center] |
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Post by Mischa Fields on Dec 29, 2007 14:46:34 GMT -5
"Ohhh, that's like awesome, isn't it? I mean you guys, who would've figured that the next charmed ones would be boys, I say girls power are greater than the power of guys." Mischa said letting out a small giggle, she was obviously trying to tease him, she knew that out of all her cousins, Skylar, Scott and Shane were the best at this whole magic stuff... plus it helps to know that she's close with two of them, not that close with Shane though.
"Thank god it's you three who're the charmed ones. I'm glad that I'm on your good pages. Mischa said jokingly.
Mischa raised her eyebrows not really getting what he said! Why would a bottle of water come in handy! though she decided to ignore his statement right now.
Mischa listened to him talking about Phoebe, she couldn't help but to admire him for it, he really did know a lot of stuff about the history of the family, not like Mischa who wasn't even trying to make an effort to do so, by all of the talking about magic, family, and the fact that him, Scott and Shane were now the charmed ones, he was giving her like a push to try hard to learn all about her heritage...
She looked at him grinning, "Thank you Skylar." Mischa said, she didn't explain further than that, she assumed that he would know what is she talking about, well even if he didn't, she just felt like she should really thank him for making it easy for her to accept being a witch.
"Wait, who's Roran?" Mischa said questioningly, that's just great, can Mischa be any more oblivious to everything that was happening in her family's life.
"Oh my god, I really dont like myself right now. this is crazy, I dont know anything about anyone." Mischa said sighing heavily as she listened to him explaining more.
"So you're saying that Prue and Matthew will stay evil for good!" Mischa asked. though she didn't like Prue that much since like forever but she certainly didn't wish for her cousin to stay evil, she's still her cousin even if they can't stand each other.
"Okay so this might sound a little bit crazy, but since you're a charmed one, why don't you, Scott and Shane come up with some sorta spell to extract the evil out of Prue and Matthew, I mean there should be a way other than letting them stay evil for ever or striping away their powers along with ours." Mischa didn't know if she was actually making any sense, but she had a certain something in mind, and giving her a day or two would make her able to form a plan or something good to try and save her cousins.
Mischa took another sip of her drink looking at Skylar, "Well I thought you'd never ask. of course I wanna dance." Mischa said standing up, she really needed to get her mind off of things right now, maybe they can have some fun now, because it seems like in the upcoming days they won't recognize the term fun anymore.
"You're cheap dude, if you're worried about wasting gas why didn't you just orb here." Mischa said with a smirk.
She laughed at what he said, "Dude I had like one drink only, that won't make me go loopy. I should really get a boyfriend and stop hanging around with you." Mischa said teasing him again as she grabbed his hands and lead him to the dance floor.
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