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Prue Halliwell (prueisavirtue) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-05-04 23:33:00

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phoebe halliwell, prue halliwell

Who: Phoebe and Prue
What: Rediscovering powers and general WTFness
When: Tuesday afternoon/evening-ish?
Where: Starting in the cafeteria
Warnings: Some swearing, with a possibility of flying objects and levitation

At first, Prue had thought she was just losing her mind from lack of sleep lately. But with everything else that was happening, she was beginning to think something else was going on here. For some reason, she felt like this was familiar to her, but she couldn't put her finger on it. She tried to shrug it all off, at least she had that weird experience. She wasn't sure what had happened, so she called it teleporting. Prue was really confused about what had happened, not to mention she felt really strange after that had happened.

So far today, she hadn't experienced anything strange, but she kept looking over her shoulder. She had this feeling of needing to be doing something, but she didn't know exactly why. After finding her coffee was long gone, she headed down to the cafeteria to get a new cup of coffee. Despite all the weird things going on, she still had work she needed to do. And not to mention that she was a workaholic, and kept long hours. She was overworked, but she didn't care, it was second nature to her. Once in the cafeteria, she headed directly over to the coffee area and started fixing herself a large cup of it. As she waited for the cup to fill, she glanced over her shoulder and caught sight of Phoebe. That was another strange thing, she felt this odd connection to her. And then there were her dreams. Phoebe had been in her dreams. She wasn't so sure about accepting the woman's theory that they all knew each other in past lives, but why would she be dreaming about Phoebe? Especially in a friendly way? She cast Phoebe a little smile. It was an actual smile, not one of her fake ones that she flashed around so often.

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thirdcharmed
2010-05-07 11:49 pm UTC (link)

For some reason, Phoebe knew when Prue looked at her. She didn’t know how or why, but when she felt her gaze turn towards her, Phoebe glanced over while pausing in the act of setting out some fresh salads. She blinked as she caught sight of the smile, and offered one in return. The younger woman turned back to what she was doing so she could finish with her work, and when she was done, her deep brown eyes glanced over again to see that Prue was still standing next to the coffee.
She could use a coffee break herself. Slowly she walked over to her, while considering her own recent dreams. She felt such a strong connection to this woman-though she didn’t quite look the same. Long platinum hair wasn’t right. She was supposed to be a dark brunette. Wow, where did that thought come from?? Inwardly pushing the thought aside, she smiled again when she reached Prue, reaching out for one of the paper cups to pour herself from coffee. “How are you doing P-Ms Mitchell?” Not knowing why, she spoke quietly, as if to keep others from overhearing. The two of them hadn’t gotten along at all in the past, but all of a sudden, she felt as if Prue was a part of her. It had to be the nearness or something, right? Or her past life theory. She was actually going to go talk to the hypnotherapist later that day, and reminded herself of the time. Maybe Prue would like to come with her?

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prueisavirtue
2010-05-08 12:17 am UTC (link)

After her cup finished filling, she was about to throw a bunch of sugar in it, but her hand stopped as she reached out for it. She didn't drink the fluffy coffee, she drank the diesel. Which was really strange, she rarely drank black coffee, always needing some amount of sugar in it. But for the split second while her hand hung in the air, she knew she drank black coffee. A bit of a puzzled frown crossed her face. The thoughts were shaken from her mind and she dropped her hand to her side as she heard Phoebe's voice.

"I'm all right. How about you?" She looked at Phoebe, wondering why she even bothered to ask. She had never been one to ask how anyone was feeling, aside from her sexual partners in the heat of the moment. Yet as she looked into the other woman's dark eyes, she felt that pang of familiarity, like she had some deeper bond with her. But how could that be possible? Prue had a step-brother and a couple half siblings, but this woman wasn't one of them. In fact, they never got along at all. Yet in their recent comment exchange and for this moment in time, they were on more friendly terms.

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