RP for fulltimewitch

[witch_in_time]

Who: Chris and Prue, assorted others as needed
Where: The manor attic
What: Chris reaches a breaking point and turns to the only person who can help. Unfortunately, that person doesn't know he exists.

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[fulltimewitch]

The movies really got it wrong.

Being dead wasn't exactly how she'd imagined it. At all. Prue missed the fight. She missed having a drive to do good. She missed the adrenaline, the throw of her arm, the way the backs of demons would crunch against the clock's glass.

She was so limited up in the Eldersphere. All she wanted to do was see her sisters - and not even in a physical capacity! There were too many rules, too many regulations, and she figured that three years was enough time to move on from her and accept Paige. As much as she hated to even think it, Piper and Phoebe were more than ready to see her. She wanted to guide them just like Grams and Mom were allowed to guide her when she was alive. Flicking the pages of the Book wasn't satisfying enough, especially when Grams got all the credit for it.

The fact that, recently, she wasn't even allowed to spy on them was aggravating enough. She barely got a peek when the Elders deemed it alright for her sake to check in on her sisters. Hearing it all from Grams and Mom wasn't

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[witch_in_time]

For the first time since he'd landed in this timeline, Chris felt at peace, comforted at last by something familiar. The Book had helped, but it was jarring to look through and realize so many entries he remembered hadn't even been written yet. The house itself was basically the same, but most of the furnishings were different enough to be unsettling. Even the sisters were much different people from the ones he knew. But Prue...Prue still looked exactly the same.

Realizing this made Chris beam happily, but his joy was short-lived when Prue made it clear she didn't recognize him. "What?" he asked impulsively, unable to conceal his surprise and, okay, his disappointment. "You...don't recognize me?"

This was a bad idea. He'd called Prue to ease his guilt about his family, and now he felt even more lost and alone.

Suddenly, too late to save him from being hurt, he figured it out. Okay then, so this was a bad idea and he was an idiot

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[fulltimewitch]

If only it were that easy.

If it were possible, Prue's arms tightened across her chest. She jutted out one leg and cocked her eyebrow. "I might be dead, but I'm not stupid." Prue hadn't admitted to herself that she was 'dead'. The word was harsh and felt too final; it slipped out as though she was used to saying it. She didn't even notice she'd spoken it while she glared down Chris.

Something was familiar about him, but Prue couldn't pinpoint what. It felt like how it did back with Cole. She knew something was off - he was always around when a demonic attack occurred - but she couldn't pinpoint what.

She barely caught the statement of existing. He doesn't exist yet? That ... Prue couldn't make sense of that. Was this what kids these days were saying? Looking at him - judging him - had her guessing he was a kid, maybe early twenties. She knew how much trouble kids could be at that age; Phoebe had been uncontrollable throughout her teens and she hadn't grown out of it until they were given their Charmed heritage

Absolutely. I always feel bad for rambling.

[witch_in_time]

Marty McFly? Really? That was cold, though Chris had to admit he'd expected someone to make that reference long before now