<br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://img825.imageshack.us/img825/2356/26511828.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: corsiva;"><strong>Name/Alias:</strong> Prudence Johnna "PJ" Halliwell<br/> <strong>Creature Type:</strong> Witch/Cupid<br/> <strong>Location:</strong> P3 bar<br/> <strong>Tagged:</strong> anyone</span><br/><hr/><br/>After having been laywaid by a worker with a scheduling conflict, she finally made her way over to the bar where the others that remained were. Prue looked to the barkeeper and asked for a spritzer with lemon before she took in the club floor. There were plenty of people around and the crowd was getting thick. It was likely that she'd need to inform the bouncers, that no more could come in until some left. The DJ played on and kept the place rocking with various hits as usual on weekends. PJ and Wyatt agreed on that one thing, the music, though occasionally she'd have to call up Brie for suggestions. Dance was her cousins specialty, not something that Prudence did. She really didn't dance, which should sound odd for a club owner.<br/><br/>Taking the drink from the barkeep she looked down the length of the bar and then out to the floor to see a few of them dancing. It seemed like the whole crew was here. She figured the thing with the boy was settled as Wyatt was already back. She watched through the crowd as Payton seemed to walk away from the doorway, saying goodbye to someone maybe? She frowned as her sister seemed a bit upset. PJ walked through the crowd weaving in and around until she reached her youngest sibling and put an arm around her shoulders.<br/><br/><strong>"Hey Pay... how about you and I go get something to drink? I'm buying."</strong><br/><br/>The older brunette had left her drink at the bar with the barkeep and gave him a look to inform him that she'd be back for it later. Prue was always seen as the hard worker who had little time for family dinners and such. Wyatt always corralled her in when he saw it happening too often, but she didn't like the memories associated with the Manor. It was one of the main reasons she got her own place. It was no secret that she and her siblings didn't get on as well as they did with others, but she was trying. Especially now that a threat was evolving in San Francisco. She wanted to keep her family safe and if that meant reigning in her own feelings of abandonment then she'd suck it up and give this a go. One thing PJ hadn't taken into consideration was how her sisters would have felt about her just leaving them to live at the manor. Piper was a second mother to her and she felt more at ease in the Manor. The open magical feel of it was comforting. At least until things got to be empty in there after she died.<br/><br/><em> You can't hide from the world forever Prue.</em><br/><br/>Her mother's words echoed in her mind as real as the dreams she had. The last time she stayed at the Manor she had such vivid dreams and they still haunted her. Coming back to reality she looked back to Payton and gave her a reassuring smile.<br/><br/><strong>"Soo.. whatcha say? A little wine spritzer never hurt. Just don't tell the others I gave it to ya. They'll rib me to no end."</strong><br/>