<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>Everyone<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Wyatt seemed a bit nervous as he took a bite of his food... chewing and swallowing as Chris playfully chided him about potentially developing another power.  He honestly hoped that wasn't the case.  The last thing he needed was the ability to get premonitions.  He knew his aunt Phoebe had considered it a curse often enough in her life and he didn't need the complication of having to learn to control something new.  He'd spent most of his life honing the powers he already had.  But developing a new power now seemed unlikely, so he wasn't particularly worried.  He frowned as his sister and cousins admonished his apparent cavalier attitude regarding his dream.  He was about to say something when Melinda orbed out and he sighed, glancing first to Lee and then to Helen, Tragan and Chris.<br/><strong><br/>"I know... but I really don't want to believe this peaceful era is going to end.  I like my life the way it is now.  I was even thinking about asking someone out soon."</strong><br/><br/>His thoughts drifted to Jinni for a moment... PJ's best friend for the last couple years.  The two were practically joined at the hip.  Wyatt had developed feelings for the girl from afar but had not pursued anything for fear of complications involving her and PJ's friendship.  Things could get awkward if it didn't work out... and then there was the whole 'I'm a witch' thing.  He knew the girl was a gypsy but that didn't mean she knew about magic.  He had come close to asking her out a few times, but had always opted out in the end.  It wouldn't have been so bad if his whole family wasn't well aware of the attraction between the two of them.  Not that Wyatt knew that Jinni felt the same.<br/><br/>He was brought out of his thoughts by Payton, who was having some sort of panic attack.  He frowned and looked her way, feeling guilty suddenly.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh Payton... I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to upset you.  Are you ok?"</strong><br/><br/>He knew it was probably something more than just that, but he didn't want to pry too much.  Besides, he figured Lee had things well in hand.   He offered a grateful look to Lee as she offered to take Payton outside.  Chris' words were not lost on him either... he offered a nod to his brother and was about to say something else when his cell phone beeped at him.  He blinked and looked around.<br/><br/><strong>"Was that me?"</strong><br/><br/>He reached down and procured his phone, glancing at the screen.<br/><br/><strong>"Yep, that was mine."</strong><br/><br/>He arched a brow at PJ's message and texted back swiftly.<br/><strong><br/><em>You're going to have to be more specific than that, PJ.</em></strong><br/><br/>He shook his head and texted again.<br/><br/><strong><em>You're missing dinner.  Don't worry, I'll save you a plate.</em></strong><br/><br/>He clicked his tongue and spoke aloud.<br/><br/><strong>"PJ's still at the club.  I swear she never stops working.  I don't think she's going to be joining us tonight."</strong>