look the innocent flower

his lips pressed together and a smile tugged at his lips. “honestly… i don’t know all the details. just that she’s back, she’s alive and it’s… its insane.” he grimaced. “thats not what im nervous about. not exactly.” he trusted their family, and though parties were nerve wrecking they currently weren’t why he was scared. “we’re all here tonight. what if something uses it as an excuse to attack us? i mean… a ton of things want us all dead pj–pruedence.”he was quick to correct, a smalll grimace on his face.

“your cousin?” now that was an interesting piece of infomation. family… was important. he wondered how much wyatt had of it, and if they could be used as leverage if he and the twiced blessed child had… problems. that was a curious way to look at magic, interesting. “and here i thought magic came from the earth. balance of nature and all that.” he mused. “i don’t actually. i’m fairly positive 3/4s of the people here don’t know your cousin.”

❝AND HOW MANY PEOPLE WILL GET HURT OR DIE BEFORE WE GET THERE?❞ Laura felt like a war could not ever result in VICTORY - because everyone would pay the price. Kill or be killed. Betray or get betrayed. Break a heart or have yours broken. Was stepping out of the shadows worth it? Her emerald green eyes wandered to the girl’s face and she gave her a very faint smile. ❝I would like to believe that. I don’t know Wyatt well enough to claim that he is or isn’t… but he is making it hard to share your point of view.❞ The next words made her sigh and she shook her head. ❝It is different. Some people will want to turn. It can turn into a full blown mess.❞

❝Thank you.❞ It was sweet of her to say that, but she was already occupied with PJ’s question. ❝It’s kind of COMPLICATED. I… was born to a witch and an angel. I’m not allowed to exist, so they made a deal with a demon. He made them come here.❞ Among other things, of course ; right up until the day they failed to complete a task and lost their lives. ❝The things that happened after that are even more complicated, but… I never managed to leave. It’s the only home I’ve ever known.❞

“wyatt wouldn’t let that many people die, he’d try and stop it. our whole family wouldn’t let anyone die if it can be help. we’ll stop it if anything like that were to happen.” her words were laced with honesty, knowing that her family really wouldn’t let anything happen to those that couldn’t protect themselves, to the innocents. prudence knew that they would protect everyone and do whatever it takes to make them happy. “he’s never made it easy for people to read him, i guess.” that was something about her cousin she could say but he always protected his family. “i’m sure people won’t get turned, not by the smart ones.” 

he always liked pj–well, she preferred pruedence now. it was hard to remind himself of that, in his mind he always saw her as pj. his goofy but awesome older cousin. her words left him breathless, at the thought of his mom he hadn’t seen in far too long. his mom, who everything thought was dead until apparently she wasn’t. “i um, i heard from chris that she’s alive. ehre. somewhere. in mystic falls. my mom.” which each word his excitement grew. he gave a sheepish chuckle. “i’m trying to just… very nervous.”

Phoebe needed a moment to herself. She had opened herself up to the entire room and nearly collapsed at the overwhelming emotions coming from everyone. So she headed upstairs with the intent of getting some rest. She only paused when she noticed lights coming from one of the rooms. Peeking inside she noticed her daughter and smiled softly. Leaning against the doorway she was content with just watching as PJ enjoyed the lights. When she was noticed she gave a slight shrug. “Dont worry about it. Your in no trouble.”

paige had been trying to find a place to cool off, to have some fresh air and just be alone and away from the party. it was nice to see everyone, don’t get her wrong… but after a year in the underworld she wasn’t ready to be this social and the brave facade she wore for them all was going thin. heels in hand she walked around the corner, figuring her nephew wouldn’t mind if she found a place to hideout during his party for a while and that was when she saw one of her nieces. this was the firs time seeing pj since paige was presumed dead, it made her smile at how much the girl had grown in a year and what her powers were doing. “don’t stop on my account, honey.” 

He’d always admired his cousins magic. There was something extraordinary about it. About ALL magic, Wyatt thought. But he loved the way that PJ was able to do something like this. How she could create such beauty, from nothing but her own mind. The sight was mesmerising. “Prudence,” Wyatt beamed, stepping into the quieter room. The door spelled shut behind him, closing the cousins off to the rest of the party. “Hey, don’t be nervous. It’s just me.” Just Wyatt. He didn’t think many of the guests would think that being shut in a room with him would be JUST anything. The thought made the corners of his lips twitch, almost MISCHIEVOUSLY. “Don’t stop on my account.” he said, acknowledging the absence of her lights. As if in encouragement, the whitelighter-witch created an orb of the same hue she’d been watching before her magic had faded away and tossed it gently towards her, as if handing her something back. Wanting to encourage. To give her back her control. 

   now the blonde couldn’t help but laugh a bit at that, looking at the girl that was speaking, maybe thinking out loud or whatever but she was able to listen. “yet, that’s always the keyword.” she now with a small smile, taking a sip from her drink, the keyword that people should use, at the moment everything should be okay, that witch hasn’t done anything but who knows what will happen eventually.

she felt breathless, sick. and the words ‘what happened’ only increased such a feeling. it was a reminder that, in this moment, all the panic and fear she felt was over nothing. just a potential something, something that had yet to happen. so, taking a shaky breath in, she spoke, “its silly, honestly. i’m just… i’ve never been to something like this before.” im scared.

«MAYBE THAT’S WHY YOU CAME HERE - I’m NOT here to show him my support.» And Chris knew that he was not the only one. Melinda felt the same way about the situation ; For now, anyway. Their older brother had always been able to wrap people around his little finger and it would not surprise him if he attempted to convince their little sister to join him. «He is not doing the right thing. This has to stop.» Before he got hurt. Before he hurt thousands of innocent people. «Henry will get better.» Especially now that Paige was back. The boy needed his family, that was all. «Because Wyatt did not just open the door to the other side. He opened it to heaven and hell - anyone can return now. ANYTHING can come back.» How could anyone think that it was okay?

he had to restrain laughter at her words, obviously she had no idea who he was. briefly, he considered playing the scared human. he hadn’t been able to do that–well, ever. it’d be an interesting role to play. “i’m just a bit confused, you see.” he spoke, attempting his hardest to play dumb. “the party is outside… and your magic was so awesome.” now he was pushing the envelope, he knew it. using the word ‘awesome’ though was unfitting on his tongue, even if it was the current slang. “isn’t this party about sharing all that? showing them that magic could be beautiful? like yours just was?” he challenged, wondering if that actually had been the point he read somewhere or it was just his mind making things up. 

❝AND YOU BELIEVE THAT WE SERIOUSLY WON’T HAVE TO HIDE ANYMORE?❞ It was a perfect illusion. Laura loved her magic, she loved her angelic powers. She would have enjoyed using them out in the open, but she had been more cautious than ever before, since Wyatt exposed them all. ❝I don’t think your cousin is a bad person.❞ Not necessarily, anyway. ❝But I don’t think the humans are going to accept it, like it’s nothing.❞ It felt like it was only a matter of time before hunters would try to handle this mess — and it would not be pretty.

❝That’s very nice.❞ The redhead smiled. ❝I think my name was just a random pick.❞ She was not even supposed to exist, to begin with. ❝Hm. I don’t even REMEMBER home. I moved here when I was three.❞ And the life that she used to have, in another town, with parents… It felt like an entirely different life. Mystic Falls was home now - and Stefan the only person she would ever consider a parent.

“i think that it’ll take time like everything but i believe we won’t have to one day.” every revolution started with not being accepted but slowly over time it would happen. there were plenty of moments in history where things had changed for the best and they all took time, they all took a little bit of a fight before they were won. “he’s not, honestly, wyatt isn’t a bad person.” that was what pj wanted everyone to know and maybe laura would leave this conversation believing it. “they’ve had to do it with a lot of things, this is no different.” there were plenty of things humanity had to accept before they became okay. 

«LET’S HOPE SO.» Hope. That was one thing he was already running out of, but that did not mean that Chris would give up. He would never give up on Wyatt, even if that meant that he would be forced to do the unimaginable. «It is. I can’t even believe I came here.» Parties weren’t his thing, not anymore. It seemed so PRETENTIOUS in the middle of a crisis. «Yeah, he does.» Henry had been crying his eyes out the last time he saw him, but alright was better than terrible. «Well… I hate to drop the bomb like that, but I guess you should know. Paige is here. She is back.» As far as Chris was concerned, the same thing could not be said about Prue, but who knew. It did not seem like Wyatt had any intention to close the doors to the other dimensions.

she felt it, in her chest, her heart ever beating like a hammer. the fear and anxiety coursing through her veins, hayley had mentioned this and amara had not had any idea it was this terrible. she felt like she was shaking–was she shaking? unsteadily, she pushed herself up from the ground, wavering in every step. she hesitated to answer the other girl’s question with anything but a lie, people should be enjoying themselves. they shouldn’t be weighed down by her issues, her fear. “i…” she struggled to get the words out. “i’m trying to be.”