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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 16:47:13 GMT -5
Alessa brushed some hair out of her face with her hands which had been covered in oil pastels. She just continued to draw, this one was in color this time. It looked amazing, she had been very talented. Alessa also had a knack for cooking, but she prefered drawing, it was just as fun and she didn't gain a ton of weight from it by eating her own cooking. Alessa started to look through her bag for the peach colored pastel, which she found, along with some car keys.
She remembered that when her stuff spilled out she had grabbed her things in a hurry. Reluctantly she decided to return the keys to the woman, hopefully the woman wouldn't bother her for anything else, this whole day was awkward. Alessa didn't know if she could trust the woman, she knew one thing though, due to her visions and her powers that the woman she was trying to avoid was her mother. Of course, she didn't want to prove it because the woman would likely send her to the nuthouse.
Alessa picked up her art supplies and put them in the bag. Picking up the car keys she tried to remember where the nightclub was where she ran into the woman. Her hands had been covered in oil pastels from the drawing and her supplies. After about 20 minutes of wandering she finally found the woman talking to what appeared to be herself. If she did try to send her to the nuthouse then Piper would have to go with her.
"Ummm...here...I took these by accident when I dropped my things..." she said, handing Piper her keys which had oil pastels on them a bit. She didn't know how to explain what she wanted to say, so she didn't say anything else for a few moments.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 17:06:38 GMT -5
She got up thankfully, the trolls disappearing for the time being, since when did she get bothered by trolls? That happened a long time ago before she and Leo were even married, and now to be bothered by trolls....well...that was something she least expected.
Getting up she saw the young woman hand her her car keys back. She was thrilled that she at least could drive now. "Um, thanks....Alessa. Um but why do they have oil pastels on them? Wait a second, how did you even get my car keys?" She asked a bit curiously. She knew what oil pastels were simply because of the fact, that her youngest sister Paige, drew alot of the time.
She didn't know what to think all she knew was she couldn't let Alessa leave not like this....what was she supposed to do...blow something up? All that would do....would be to cause Alessa to freak out like before. Still she knew she had to do something, but what was the question. "Um....I think we need to talk." She said to Alessa, though she knew that Alessa would not want to stick around.
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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 17:14:06 GMT -5
Alessa looked at her and didn't say anything for a moment. She took out her drawing pad and showed Piper the picture. "I lost the picture I was going to send in for the art competition here, so I had to redraw it. It's not quite done yet, but this one turned out better anyway. I prefer drawing to cooking because at least with drawing I don't gain like 50 pounds from eating my own food. Sorry again about your keys...it was an accident I swear." Alessa said to her.
Alessa didn't say anything again when Piper suggested that they talked. Finally she said something again. "Why, so you can think I'm some sort of nut job? I just get these dreams and premonitions ok? It's not like I asked for them. So far it's only certain ones...like seeing the girl from the missing persons poster I found and my picture getting taken and turning into me...go ahead and call the police, I don't tell anyone of this because they're gonna think I'm crazy...especially since I don't know you and you're in my premonitions..." Alessa said to her starting to walk off a bit, embarrassed over this.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 17:27:06 GMT -5
"Well...I uh...I have your other picture, you left it at my club when you took off in a hurry. I'm sure it was an accident. I don't think you're a nut job simply because you get dreams and premonitions...actually it...while it does surprise me, it's not the first time I've heard of something like that. My sister, Phoebe Halliwell, has premonitions. I hung up a missing person's poster, over my daughter Mischa, she....was taken from us twelve years ago...we're not really sure what happened but...we've done everything in our power to try and find her. Though nothing will surprise me...but usually premonitions happen when you touch something that triggers your premonitions or when you're in the same general area that your premonitions are about."
She said as she followed Alessa, at least knowing the girl had premonitions definitely helped a bit, though still anything was possible at the moment. At the moment she didn't have a whole lot of powers herself just astral projection, temporal statis and molecular combustion, but that wasn't enough to ward off demons alone, even if she was one of the most powerful witches the world had ever known, prior to the next generation being born.
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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 17:37:26 GMT -5
Alessa turned around and looked at her. "...Keep it...I have no need for it now..." she told Piper about the picture. "Your theory on premonitions is a bit off. I've been having mine for 12 years, and I don't even live in this state...try somewhere about 10 times colder..." she told Piper. Alessa had lived somewhere where it snowed all winter long and so the cold here didn't bother her, which is why she was wearing shorts in the middle of winter here.
"If you can explain to me why I haven't had any memories since I was 7 years old and have been having these premonitions then by all means go for it. I've had my powers for about 12 years as long as I've known. I was told I fell down a flight of stairs and naturally due to my klutziness I believed it." she told Piper. "But now nothing makes sense...like why have you been in them the whole time? I don't even know you...all I know is that I have some sort of connection to this girl...like I might be her...or have been her...like in my dream...the woman...my mother...I touch her and I turn into this after she knocked me out...somehow my telepathy got in the way with a different power...I don't know, think I'm nuts if you want...whatever...it's nothing..." Alessa said as she started to walk off again, her walking going into a run, soon tripping and spraining her ankle.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 17:58:17 GMT -5
She heard what Alessa said, though she knew that something was up, especially since she had known that her daughter had an extensive amount of powers, more than she did, plus the fact her daughter had been not only half witch but half whitelighter, and those powers alone, gave her plenty of reason to keep an eye on Alessa.
"Well I may not know much about what you've been through, but...do you have the picture of the missing person you thought you had a connection to?" She asked as she ran after Alessa, and caught up with her after she sprained her ankle, she quickly took a look around before putting her hands up and freezing the area, though she knew she had to do something so she tried to tap into Alessa's powers, not knowing what all they were.
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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 18:06:00 GMT -5
Tears cascaded down her cheeks from the pain in her ankle. "I'm so stupid..." she said about how klutzy she was. Her near black hair was becoming soaked from her tears. Alessa reached in her bag and took out the picture starting to hand it to Piper. She gasped as she saw something else, her eyes were tightly shut.
The same young girl becoming attacked by a demon and being saved by Piper, who blew the demon up. The girl had tripped and sprained her ankle as well. Despite appearances, Mischa and Alessa were almost exactly alike. They both had the same powers, epilepsy, and klutziness. Their personalities were similar as well. Alessa tried to heal herself, but she was far too upset and she couldn't work them properly anyway. Half of the time she made herself worse and broke bones rather than healing herself.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 19:18:29 GMT -5
She didn't know what to think. At least the demons weren't around for the time being. "You're not stupid, you just fell, accidents happen. It's normal." She said politely, though true she could be real stubborn and somewhat a pain for most people who knew her, she was kind, loving, pretty much the girl next door, except for one big issue, the fact that she had powers. She knew Alessa was a witch now at least.
"Well, I will say one thing, you've had your powers alot longer than I have...I only found out about mine....right after my grandmother died in nineteen ninety eight. Which was quite a few years ago, we didn't get our powers until six months later. We had to figure it out all on our own....fighting all sorts of evil along the way, warlocks, demons you name it, we dealt with it. We even have helped people in the police department, namely my brother in law Henry and our good friend Darryl, though people do tend to get themselves hurt around us unfortunately, we have lost a few innocents along the way, like our best friend Andy, who was a police inspector, he got killed by a demon while trying to protect us in our first year of being a witches. We've saved more innocents than we've lost." She whispered, though she didn't know what good it would do, tapping into Alessa's powers, though she didn't know what good it would do.
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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 28, 2007 19:23:51 GMT -5
Alessa listened to what she had to say and tried to stand up, falling immediately on the ground again in much more pain than before. "Y-You're bad at math aren't you...I-I mean...I-I'm bad at math, b-but at least I know some things. Y-You're in my premonitions...s-so that means that y-you've h-had you're p-powers longer than m-me...e-even if I-I'm 19..." she said in tears. Of course, Mischa was really 15, but due to her powers, Alessa had been 4 years older than her. Alessa handed Piper the missing child's poster.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Nov 29, 2007 17:14:46 GMT -5
She sighed and then looking at Mischa, a little bit, not knowing what to expect. She knew that Alessa was in trouble, that was obvious. "Actually I was very good at math, but that's besides the point, what's the point now, is that obviously you could use a little healing. That's definitely what you could use." She said softly as she looked at Alessa, she didn't know if the woman's powers would actually work, but tapping into them was the only surefire way to find out, which is what she did, though as she put her hands over the woman's anckles, she didn't know what would in fact happen. Especially since she didn't know what kind of powers the woman possessed.
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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 29, 2007 17:23:28 GMT -5
Unfortunately her powers made her worse and broke her ankle, her bone showing through her skin. Alessa screamed out in pain and used her hands to back herself away from Piper, now afraid of the woman. Tears poured out from her eyes as she tried to calm herself down, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't deal with it. Mischa's powers liked to do the same thing as well.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Nov 29, 2007 17:25:40 GMT -5
"Great as if I needed this today or ever?" She thought as she knew that Alessa was definitely upset now, but how was she to know that by tapping into Alessa's powers that it would make things worse? She knew that anything and everything was in fact possible, the only thing she needed to know was that demons could be lurking around every corner, something she didn't usually like to think about. Where was everyone?
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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 29, 2007 17:30:11 GMT -5
Alessa looked at her with tears pouring out of her eyes. "M-My powers...t-they can h-harm a-and h-heal..." she told Piper, wiping her tears away. She was still afraid that Piper was going to hurt her with her powers, but she was starting to trust the woman, especially since she had reason to believe that this woman was her mother. Alessa had no idea that Biological Manipulation was a rare and one of a kind power, one that only Mischa had.
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Post by Piper Halliwell on Nov 29, 2007 17:33:21 GMT -5
"Well, that would explain why I was having trouble....but I figured that if you had premonitions that you would have other powers as well." She said rather simply after all she really hadn't met another witch who didn't have more than one power...if they did have any powers at all, because sometimes witch practitioners, who practiced in the craft did not have an actual power. "My powers...are not as rare as that obviously. My powers are Temporal Statis which means I can freeze things and people, as well as Molecular Combustion which is to blow things up, and then of course I now possess Astral Projection, which is more or less a way for me to be in two places at once." She said softly.
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Post by Mischa Halliwell on Nov 29, 2007 17:37:24 GMT -5
Alessa had two of those powers. "Y-You mean like t-this?" she asked as she took out a crumpled piece of paper and threw it in the air, then blowing it up. Immense pain gathered in her ankle as she held onto it to try and stop the bleeding, but it was hard since the bone was sticking through it. She had the exact same powers that Mischa had, but of course Alessa wouldn't know that, but anyone who knew Mischa would.
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