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paradisa2013-04-30 12:07 pm
kungfuwitch) wrote in paradisa2013-04-30 12:07 pm
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048 Spells Cast
[Since her argument with Agent Carolina Phoebe's mind has been a maelstrom of thoughts and emotions. So many people had come and gone since she'd been there. So much had happened. It was still hard to believe it'd been nearly 2 years since she'd shown up in the lobby in a swirl of light with no idea how she'd got there. Most of the people she'd met on that day aren't even still here anymore... Ray, Sakura, Neal... Cole... they'd all gone. Gone like her sisters and her friends... Nothing is absolute in this place. Nothing at all. The only thing she can count on for certain is the love she feels for Peter and the love she knows radiates from him as well. She'd THOUGHT she could have counted on Carolina's help if she ever came back... but the castle proved her wrong there, too.
Sitting cross legged in the middle of a circular rug on her floor she takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. The rug is ringed with white candles - one for each of her friends who had left the castle. Ray, Steve, Carolina, Neal, Willow, Fred, Wesley, Elektra, Barney, Ted, Sakura, the Doctor, Yuan, Chaucer... the list goes on. Breaking up the circle are three red candles. One directly behind her and two in front of her, diagonal to her left and right forming a triangle around her. Piper. Paige. Cole. Her three links to her world, all long since gone from the castle. Each candle had been lit from a single thin branch of ash.
She'd heard the whispers in the night but it was high time she tried to do something more than just listen.
She takes a deep breath, laying her empty hands palm up on her knees. Closing her eyes she drops all of the shields she'd built up against mental intrusion and unwanted premonitions, leaving herself completely open and vulnerable. She relaxes her mind, letting her last few idle thoughts and emotions drift away like feathers on the wind. She sits perfectly still, just listening to herself breathe. After a few minutes pass she lets the words she's been dying to say drift through her mind, projecting them out to the castle itself.]
Many think you feed on emotion - pain. I've disagreed with that for a long time, but sometimes I still wonder. No matter what we learn about you there is always one unanswered question hovering above everything. "Why?" Why are we here? Why are you doing this? Why do you hurt people or change them so they can hurt others? You keep talking to us but we can't understand what you're trying to say.
Tell me. What is it you want us to know?
[It's a long shot and she knows it. She had thought about casting a spell on herself that might allow her to communicate with the castle but she knows that things like that have a tendency to go terribly wrong. So she'll wait. She'll sit there for as long as she can stand it waiting for an answer that might never come.]
[Some time later]
[She'd never wanted to run Code Blair. She wasn't a leader. She never has been. At least, not on her own. It'd always been the Power of 3. Granted, there had been plenty of times where it had been her quick thinking that had saved the day but she wasn't about to start running the show.
But she also isn't about to let something die when she has a chance to save it. Started by a resident she'd never met, heralded by a Doctor, picked up by a dear friend... it'd come a long way to be sure. She wasn't about to be the one to step back and watch it fall to pieces because she didn't want it. It had come to her for a reason. Like it or not it was her responsibility to see it through and do everything in her power to keep the children - and everyone else - in the castle safe.
After speaking with Carolina that fact rings true more than ever. And, finally, it's something that she wants, not just something she feels like she has to do. It's time she stepped up to bat and started swinging for the fences.
... wow, a sports metaphor, Phoebe? Ugh she needs more female friends.]
[Filtered away from anyone who would do the castle or its residents any harm, First-Gens and Carolina.]
Hello, everyone. My name is Phoebe Halliwell. I know I've spoken to a lot of you before but this time is different:
A lot has been said about Code Blair in the past. It's been run by different people, passed on when they go home, fallen apart and risen again more times than even I know. This time it's mine. And this time will be different. This is too important to just have a casual talk over the journals and assign floors to people only to realize they've gone home when something happens and no one thought to do an update. This can't be the rag-tag group of volunteers that it's cropping up to be.
When I called out over the journal for people to check in I had a number of kids reply and only 3 adults. 3 adults to help an estimated 58 children in the castle. I'm not here to yell at people for not replying. I have a feeling that a lot of the previous volunteers have gone home... but what that tells me is that we need to get better organized if we're going to be of any use to anyone - children or adults.
What I'd like to do is hold a meeting so we can all meet and throw out ideas and get this thing moving again. How about Saturday in the old Peace Patrol headquarters in the basement? No one's using it right now and it's as good a place as any. [Added a little while later] I'm so sorry, I totally didn't even think about the fact that not everyone might know what Code Blair is. It's a program that was first designed to look after the children in the castle and keep them safe in the event of an emergency. As of right now I'm expanding that. Code Blair is now the general castle-wide evacuation plan. Though we will still work hardest on getting the children out of the castle and to a safe place we're going to be making sure everyone gets out and gets help if they need it.
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[York]
I know you just got back from the expedition but I'd like to talk to you when you have a moment.
[/York]
[Mark Hunter]
[This is going to be one of the hardest conversations she's ever had in this castle... she takes a slow breath before dictating]
... do you have a second?
[/Mark]
Sitting cross legged in the middle of a circular rug on her floor she takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. The rug is ringed with white candles - one for each of her friends who had left the castle. Ray, Steve, Carolina, Neal, Willow, Fred, Wesley, Elektra, Barney, Ted, Sakura, the Doctor, Yuan, Chaucer... the list goes on. Breaking up the circle are three red candles. One directly behind her and two in front of her, diagonal to her left and right forming a triangle around her. Piper. Paige. Cole. Her three links to her world, all long since gone from the castle. Each candle had been lit from a single thin branch of ash.
She'd heard the whispers in the night but it was high time she tried to do something more than just listen.
She takes a deep breath, laying her empty hands palm up on her knees. Closing her eyes she drops all of the shields she'd built up against mental intrusion and unwanted premonitions, leaving herself completely open and vulnerable. She relaxes her mind, letting her last few idle thoughts and emotions drift away like feathers on the wind. She sits perfectly still, just listening to herself breathe. After a few minutes pass she lets the words she's been dying to say drift through her mind, projecting them out to the castle itself.]
Many think you feed on emotion - pain. I've disagreed with that for a long time, but sometimes I still wonder. No matter what we learn about you there is always one unanswered question hovering above everything. "Why?" Why are we here? Why are you doing this? Why do you hurt people or change them so they can hurt others? You keep talking to us but we can't understand what you're trying to say.
Tell me. What is it you want us to know?
[It's a long shot and she knows it. She had thought about casting a spell on herself that might allow her to communicate with the castle but she knows that things like that have a tendency to go terribly wrong. So she'll wait. She'll sit there for as long as she can stand it waiting for an answer that might never come.]
[Some time later]
[She'd never wanted to run Code Blair. She wasn't a leader. She never has been. At least, not on her own. It'd always been the Power of 3. Granted, there had been plenty of times where it had been her quick thinking that had saved the day but she wasn't about to start running the show.
But she also isn't about to let something die when she has a chance to save it. Started by a resident she'd never met, heralded by a Doctor, picked up by a dear friend... it'd come a long way to be sure. She wasn't about to be the one to step back and watch it fall to pieces because she didn't want it. It had come to her for a reason. Like it or not it was her responsibility to see it through and do everything in her power to keep the children - and everyone else - in the castle safe.
After speaking with Carolina that fact rings true more than ever. And, finally, it's something that she wants, not just something she feels like she has to do. It's time she stepped up to bat and started swinging for the fences.
... wow, a sports metaphor, Phoebe? Ugh she needs more female friends.]
[Filtered away from anyone who would do the castle or its residents any harm, First-Gens and Carolina.]
Hello, everyone. My name is Phoebe Halliwell. I know I've spoken to a lot of you before but this time is different:
A lot has been said about Code Blair in the past. It's been run by different people, passed on when they go home, fallen apart and risen again more times than even I know. This time it's mine. And this time will be different. This is too important to just have a casual talk over the journals and assign floors to people only to realize they've gone home when something happens and no one thought to do an update. This can't be the rag-tag group of volunteers that it's cropping up to be.
When I called out over the journal for people to check in I had a number of kids reply and only 3 adults. 3 adults to help an estimated 58 children in the castle. I'm not here to yell at people for not replying. I have a feeling that a lot of the previous volunteers have gone home... but what that tells me is that we need to get better organized if we're going to be of any use to anyone - children or adults.
What I'd like to do is hold a meeting so we can all meet and throw out ideas and get this thing moving again. How about Saturday in the old Peace Patrol headquarters in the basement? No one's using it right now and it's as good a place as any. [Added a little while later] I'm so sorry, I totally didn't even think about the fact that not everyone might know what Code Blair is. It's a program that was first designed to look after the children in the castle and keep them safe in the event of an emergency. As of right now I'm expanding that. Code Blair is now the general castle-wide evacuation plan. Though we will still work hardest on getting the children out of the castle and to a safe place we're going to be making sure everyone gets out and gets help if they need it.
[/filter]
[York]
I know you just got back from the expedition but I'd like to talk to you when you have a moment.
[/York]
[Mark Hunter]
[This is going to be one of the hardest conversations she's ever had in this castle... she takes a slow breath before dictating]
... do you have a second?
[/Mark]
filter, dictated;
Ditto
Oh. Oh! No no no that's not a stupid question. I'm sorry, I should have said. Code Blair is a program that's meant to keep track of and look after children in case of a castle emergency. Now I'm lumping it in with a general evacuation plan since we don't currently have one that works.
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Oh, okay. Huh. That's a pretty good idea. Count me in and I'll see what I can do about being there. It'll give me something good to do.
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