The Park, Friday Afternoon.

[cirrasurvivor]

Callisto was again perched in a tree, though her sword was not drawn. She watched the leaves, the ducks, those who passed by. She was getting restless, certainly. But this time did not offer her what she wanted, and she was going even more out of her mind because of that.

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[eldestcharmed]

Prue was back in the park, trying to take some innocent pictures of the innocent ducks. She wasn't restless, per se, just looking for some pictures to send on spec to a wildlife journal.

There was no way she expected a crazy woman from a mythological era of Greek history to be lurking in the trees, of course. Who would expect that? The lurking in the trees bit. Crazy women from mythological eras of Greece wouldn't be too surprising.

[cirrasurvivor]

"Are the ducks really that intersting?" called Callisto from her tree. She bounced an apple from hand to hand, not needing a grip to maintain her perch.

[eldestcharmed]

Prue turned and looked around for the woman whose voice she'd just heard. When she saw her balancing in a tree, she shrugged. "If you're an environmentalist or a hunter, maybe," she said. "To me, they're a potential paycheck. Anything fun up in that tree?"

[cirrasurvivor]

"People would pay for ducks?" Callisto said.

"The only thing fun in this tree is me."

[eldestcharmed]

"Yeah, you look like you're having fun up there," said Prue, and if she didn't look like she believed what she said, well, would you be surprised?

[cirrasurvivor]

Callisto leapt out of the tree and landed into a crouch. "You doubt my word?" she said.

[eldestcharmed]

"Yeah," said Prue, looking like the woman might be a little slow for not realizing that. "You're sitting in a tree practicing your apple-tossing skills. Is that your idea of a good time?

[cirrasurvivor]

"No," Callisto said. "In fact, I had been quite bored."

[eldestcharmed]

"The park's pretty quiet," said Prue, and frowned. "Got any suggestions for livening things up a bit?"

[cirrasurvivor]

"Mayhem, chaos, loss of inhibitions?" Callisto cackled, rolling up to her feet.

[eldestcharmed]

"I'm generally against that sort of thing," said Prue, looking at the woman suspiciously. "Especially mayhem and chaos. Lack of inhibitions depends on the situation."

[cirrasurvivor]

"Order can be so... boring," Callisto said. She tossed the apple gently in Prue's direction.

[eldestcharmed]

Prue had meant to catch the apple, but it was a little startling, and her defensive instincts were on a bit of overdrive right now (gosh, with Callisto around, you think?), so when she held up her hand, it was more of a fling.

Which meant the apple went zipping across the park, smacked into a tree, and burst into pieces that rained onto the ground.

"Shit," said Prue. "Sorry about that."

[cirrasurvivor]

Callisto watched the apple pieces with open, wide eyes. Her face went into a grin.

"Now that is power," she said.

[eldestcharmed]

"You startled me!" exclaimed Prue. She frowned. "Wait, you aren't mad? You seem like the easily irritated type."

Why hello there, pot, this is the kettle calling. Guess what it has to say to you?

[cirrasurvivor]

"I did not care for the apple," Callisto said. "If I had, I would not have surrendered it so easily."