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Post by Thomas Henderson on Jan 29, 2008 13:50:49 GMT -5
He walked into the P3, looking around, he had just come back from the future, the destroyed future of a certain someone who was going through a very "Difficult" time.
"Where are you?..." He thought, then spotted both of them on the dance floor. "There they are".
He stood back from the forming crowd, looking around to see if, any of the the sisters, had noticed him walk in.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Jan 29, 2008 16:30:06 GMT -5
Piper could feel a presence behind her. It seemed vaguely familiar, but she was sure it was for the most part unrecognizable. When she turned, she saw someone watching them. And, though he seemed familiar in some way, she was positive she had never seen him before in her entire life.
"Who are you?" she demanded.
She had a feeling he may have something to do with Blake's current condition. And she wanted answers. Besides, even if on the unlikely chance he was just an innocent bystander, it was her club. She was the owner and therefore could ask anyone any question she wanted. So it wouldnt seem too weird.
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Post by Thomas Henderson on Jan 30, 2008 9:07:17 GMT -5
He turned, and began to run, but then remembered that his mom had once told him, of an event similar to what was happening, and then he realized.
"This is the event!!??" He thought.
He ran over to where they were, and knelt down next to Blake.
"I know whats happening, we have to get em to the man...er.. I mean your house quick" He said, and looked behind her at the other sisters.
"God if they were in their future state, I'd be dead meat right now..." he thought, then turned back to face Piper, and Blake
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Jan 30, 2008 10:07:20 GMT -5
"This is the event!!??...I know whats happening, we have to get em to the man...er.. I mean your house quick"
Clearly, this young man was insane. Or a demon. He obviously knew about them, as he was speaking about the Manor. Piper gave him an icy glare, pulling Blake closer to her, inching away from the lunatic.
"No. We're not going anywhere. Who the hell are you?!" she demanded once more. She twisted her hand and the entire room froze. Except for herself, her sisters, which she expected, and to her dismay, the boy. He apparently wasnt a lower lever demon. Which irked her. Cause she was banking on that.
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Post by Thomas Henderson on Jan 30, 2008 14:57:03 GMT -5
"I cant, if i do...well lets just say it wont turn out so good".
He looked at her in disbelief, about the way she was acting.
"If you dont he'll DIE!!".
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Jan 30, 2008 16:20:28 GMT -5
"I cant, if i do...well lets just say it wont turn out so good..If you dont he'll DIE!!!"
"Hey! I said we're not going anywhere. That means me, you and my sisters and Blake. But I never said HE wasn't going anywhere," she motioned the unconscious man in her lap. She nodded towards her sisters, who stepped forward. Paige took Phoebe's hand, laying her other one on Blake. The trio disappeared in a swirl of white lights.
She stood up, eye level with the boy. She fixed him with an icy glare. "Now. Out with it. Who the hell are you?" she asked in a dead calm.
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Post by Thomas Henderson on Jan 31, 2008 8:18:53 GMT -5
He looked at her sternly.
"If you dont hurry up, he's gonna die!". he said to her
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Feb 3, 2008 17:09:45 GMT -5
"If you dont hurry up, he's gonna die!".
"He'll be fine. You need to chill out. Now. Tell me who the hell you are, before I vanquish your sorry ass."
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Post by Thomas Henderson on Feb 7, 2008 14:57:08 GMT -5
He sighed, then stood up.
"Man shes gonna kill me for this" He thought.
"Im...your...son...well like twenty years into the future as afact".
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Feb 9, 2008 18:46:07 GMT -5
"Im...your...son...well like twenty years into the future as a fact."
Piper fixed her honey brown eyes on the boy. Her mind was going through the motions of trying to decide if she should belive him. Her first instinct was to not believe him and blow his ass to pieces. But then again, he hadn't tried to kill her...yet. And who was to say he wasn't the reason Blake was unconscious? But as her eyes studied him, her heart wanted to believe him. He had the Halliwell eyes, dark hair, high cheek bones, everything. But he looked nothing like Leo. He didn't give off any Whitelighter vibes either. He hadn't Orbed in. Which could only mean one thing.
"Oh my god..." she murmured softly, a hand covering her mouth. Her hazel eyes grew wide in disbelief. He looked uncannily like someone else she knew. Blake. He was the son of Blake Henderson and Piper Halliwell. Weird. This was just too weird. Piper was used to meeting her future children by now. But this was just...weird.
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Post by Thomas Henderson on Feb 11, 2008 12:19:44 GMT -5
"And i know everything thats about to happen...so we NEED to get back to the manor".
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Feb 20, 2008 9:15:49 GMT -5
"And I know everything thats about to happen...so we NEED to get back to the manor,"
"Fine. I'll drive. You talk," she said, leading him out of the club. She twisted her wrist and unfroze the Innocents once she reached the top of the stairs.
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Post by Thomas Henderson on Feb 21, 2008 11:58:39 GMT -5
"Fine...".
He sighed, and followed after her.
"Man..she was never this annoying in the future..maybe what happens to dad got to her, or something" he thought, then shook off the thought, and continued after her.
He stopped suddenly, remembering something that he needed to take care off.
"I better go on, and do it then" he thought to himself. "Hey, i'll catch up later, I have something to take care off".
He shimmered away.
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