Prue Halliwell

#ShoutOut to @WarrenNamesake. Great writer, give her a follow!

< focusing on the whole ending the world crap. That sounds like every villain ever bogus, and doesn't fit her plans at all. Did she mention she doesn't have time for this?

< You know, aside from the whole 'you're alive?!' thing. "Who are you talking about?" Prue asks, frowning as she, too, glances at where Willow seems to focus on. She can sense something there, but she doesn't see anything. She's too busy >

< every second of that, it /hurt/ like a bitch - waking up here and rebuilding her life? She could have ended up nuts as well. She definitely isn't the one she used to be. Paige and Phoebe might get a bit of a shock if they'd see her now. >

< keeps her shoulders from slumping. Ugh. She doesn't have time for this. And this wasn't what she was expecting when she felt the pull of the powerful magic calling to her. Then again, with herself dying - and believe you me, she felt >

Oh. Greaaaaat. One of the most powerful witches in who knows how many dimensions is absolutely nuts. Crazy. Short of more than a few dimes of changes. Lost her sanity in a dimension she no doubt jumped by, no doubt. Prue sighs and barely >

< her, an automatic reflex she developed after the whole dying not dying issue, she moves a little closer to the other Witch. "What are you doing, Willow?" she asks gently, not wanting to startle the other.

< memory? Prue has seen it happen before, so it's not uncommon for that to happen. But something tells her that's not the case here. This Willow Rosenberg is just weird. Something isn't right with her. Pulling up a defensive shield around >

Creepy. That's the first word to pop up in Prue's mind. Seriously creepy. She knows for certain now who this woman is. It's just that this woman doesn't seem to know who she is. Did she jump here from another dimension too? Lost her >

< whispers - standing there looking lost. And just like that, it comes to Prue, the answer to the question she had not even thought of yet. "Willow Rosenberg." Who are you?

< world run over by unspeakble evil, a world where there is nothing left but a void.... ... and then there is this world. Prue frowns, stepping further until she sees the back of a woman with blazing red hair - white, black, silver, a wind >

< one another. Going even further as she the past and present of other dimensions as well. A world where this place almost was destroyed, a world where a redheaded woman killed a young man, a world where two women are dancing and laughing, a >

< around her. She starts walking, simply following the draw of the magic she can feel. When she comes close to a place called Kingmans bluff, she can feel a magic power so strong it rivals her own. For a moment past and present bleed into >

< magnet she cannot seem to ignore. Drawing her in like a moth to a flame. Prudence Halliwell knows better than to get burned, however. Dying once was enough. Stepping outside, she tugs the collar of her coat up as a cold breeze curls >

< trouble. If Tara gets herself in trouble, it would be a shame, but also her own fault. But Prue refuses to be dragged down with her. Right now there is the matter of this power she can feel pulling, however. It's like a very strong >

< necessary. "What are you up to," Prue mumbles, putting on her coat. She's going to have to talk to Tara later. Because Prue has sneaky suspicions the other Witch is doing something dangerous. Something which might land them all in >

< closer from a long distance. She'd gone in search of Tara, but as usual the last few weeks her friend had been busy. Or simply could not be found. Or course she could have used a spell to find her, but that shouldn't have to be >

There is a power that had been growing and growing lurking about. Prue had been able to feel it brush against her at times, making her shiver with its darkness. The last few days it had been steadily growing stronger. As if it had come >

~ @QueenOfCelts ~ Your new clan, Prue wants to scream at the other woman, is nothing but a couple (cont) tl.gd/noi6j7

- @QueenOfCelts - for @LostTime_RP Wow. Boudica was a cannibal? They ate their own kind back then? (cont) tl.gd/nogc3p