[So this morning Paige Matthews awoke in her own bed, all lifelike...and...covered in clay. Ew. First order of business? The longest shower known to man.
Paige doesn't need coffee this morning. She has been stuck inside clay for a couple of weeks now, watching the world go by, and she is extremely antsy and happy to be free. She can't sit still now. She is not normally one to be kept still as it is, so....the whole ordeal was just very hard to handle. Despite being well taken care of by a very nice man.
She's hungry, and thirty, and antsy, and...she wants to let loose more than ever. But there are things to be taken care of first. Neal has been keeping her up to date on things, and she happens to know that there is one very important new castle resident.
Before anything else? She opens her journal for her first filter in weeks...]
Phoebe Halliwell.
PHOEBE HALLIWELL I KNOW YOU'RE HERE, SHOW YOURSELF!
.Phoebe
[A breath out.
And with that she finds some food and starts munching, while waiting to hear from her sister, and she goes on..]
Neal Caffrey.
I'm me again, and safe and sound in my room. Didn't want to worry you by not being there.
Thanks for everything. You're an angel.
Or...you know, close to it.
.Neal
So...I'm back to being me again. If you missed it, I was on a loss. Don't ask, I don't want to talk about it. How's everyone else? Did I miss anything? Aside from...you know, the babies and vampires and everything....
Everyone needs to check in, like...yesterday.
I've been cooped up way, way too long. I'm going dancing tonight, who's coming?
[and edited in much, much later..]
Darien Fawkes.
Where the heck are you, mister? When I tell everyone to check in, you're included in that
.Darien
Hey uh...anyone hear from Darien recently?