"Outta my way."
"Phoebe?"
Piper's voice rose to a searching accent of worry and confusion, as her younger sister pushed past her, ignoring her pleases for an explanation. Paige too called out Phoebe's name, while Phoebe herself managed to emerge from the crowds of customers who often came to P3 to towards the staircase, finding herself and her body numbly climbing up it.
Following their sister, Paige waved a goodbye to her contemporary date, the type of guy she was kind of glad to leave, whilst Piper hurriedly kissed her husband upon the cheek, as it became apparent that any chance to orb in a crowded club was transparently thing.
They ran through the crowds, Piper sometimes slower than Paige for she was pregnant, and soon became accustomed to the outside world, as the sharp smell of fresh air hit them. Breathing in, Paige glanced around, with no sign of her sister.
"Piper..."
"I know, I know, Paige. I'm worried too. Can't you...can't you sense her or something?!"
Paige rolled her eyes. "Hello? Whitelighter-witch who's too stupid enough not to know how to use the whitelighter side of her."
"You're not stupid. Do what Leo said."
"Sure, 'do what Leo said'," Paige mocked, and she closed her eyes, trying to sense her sister as she infested herself deep into the blood of her biological father's. It took a good and long five minutes before she opened her eyes, time which Piper was sure could have been used to find Phoebe, literally. "Got her. Grab my hand."
"I can orb myself y'know. This little darling," she stroked her stomach, "prefers me to orb than run."
"Yeah well, I don't want to be responsible for any freaky-cool foetuses orbing out of your womb, thankyou very much."
Piper smirked, but the full reality of the disappearance of her middle sister became apparant. She shoved her fingers between Paige's and nodded. "Orb me up, Scotty."
"...ugh that is so lame..."
"Phoebe?"
Piper's voice rose to a searching accent of worry and confusion, as her younger sister pushed past her, ignoring her pleases for an explanation. Paige too called out Phoebe's name, while Phoebe herself managed to emerge from the crowds of customers who often came to P3 to towards the staircase, finding herself and her body numbly climbing up it.
Following their sister, Paige waved a goodbye to her contemporary date, the type of guy she was kind of glad to leave, whilst Piper hurriedly kissed her husband upon the cheek, as it became apparent that any chance to orb in a crowded club was transparently thing.
They ran through the crowds, Piper sometimes slower than Paige for she was pregnant, and soon became accustomed to the outside world, as the sharp smell of fresh air hit them. Breathing in, Paige glanced around, with no sign of her sister.
"Piper..."
"I know, I know, Paige. I'm worried too. Can't you...can't you sense her or something?!"
Paige rolled her eyes. "Hello? Whitelighter-witch who's too stupid enough not to know how to use the whitelighter side of her."
"You're not stupid. Do what Leo said."
"Sure, 'do what Leo said'," Paige mocked, and she closed her eyes, trying to sense her sister as she infested herself deep into the blood of her biological father's. It took a good and long five minutes before she opened her eyes, time which Piper was sure could have been used to find Phoebe, literally. "Got her. Grab my hand."
"I can orb myself y'know. This little darling," she stroked her stomach, "prefers me to orb than run."
"Yeah well, I don't want to be responsible for any freaky-cool foetuses orbing out of your womb, thankyou very much."
Piper smirked, but the full reality of the disappearance of her middle sister became apparant. She shoved her fingers between Paige's and nodded. "Orb me up, Scotty."
"...ugh that is so lame..."