<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1137.photobucket.com/albums/n520/undisclosed2you/E%20char%20pics/tumblr_loahfnIbTS1qga03vo1_400-2.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name/Alias:</strong>Wyatt Halliwell<br/><strong>Creature Type:</strong>Witch/Whitelighter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Halliwell Manor<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Helen, Tragan<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Wyatt offered a nod to Brie and watched as she made her way out of sight to the sitting room.  He gave a nod to Tragan as well... hoping that the house full of witches would be defense enough should something go awry.<br/><br/><strong>"Tragan... I know I don't have to say it, but be ready just in case."</strong><br/><br/>His cellphone beeped again and he took it out, glancing at his message.  PJ again.  He chewed his lip, debating whether he should leave or not.  Finally he texted back.<br/><br/><em>Be there in a sec.</em><br/><br/>That was his way of saying he would orb over.  He looked to Tragan and tilted his head.<br/><strong><br/>"That was PJ.  I need to take her some dinner.  If anything happens, let me know and I'll be here."</strong><br/><br/>He paused... moving to a desk that was against the wall and opened the bottom drawer, fumbling around a second before he moved back to Tragan, handing him a small vial.<br/><br/><strong>"Here, take this.  It's a generic vanquishing potion that I kept around just in case.  I keep one in most of the main rooms, because... well, you never know.  It should still be good."</strong><br/><br/>With that, he moved to the kitchen and fixed a plate for PJ... covering it with foil and with only a moment's hesitation, he disappeared in a flurry of blue-white orbs, to reappear in the alleyway behind the P3.