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Dec 30 2017, 01:38 AM
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Christmas for Prue had been a little hectic. She had had to balance her classes with work and, being a generally social creature, she wanted to make sure she kept up with all of her friends and did all of her Christmas shopping and, of course, she was going home for Christmas so she had been on the phone a lot, trying to negotiate when, exactly, she would be stepping off the train and which dad had to pick her up. In the midst of it all, she hadn’t really found time to stop by Lilly’s place, which was unfortunate because she had ordered her present a while ago and although it had turned up later than expected, it was gift-wrapped and really just needed to be delivered. Finally, the day before she was due to head home and spend her holidays covered in wrapping paper and bonding with the family dog, she had enough spare time to stop by. It didn’t occur to her until she was on the doorstep that she hadn’t called ahead, but also, she didn’t know if Lilly had a phone. Maybe her brother would be in, but she really had wanted to see Lilly to hand it over (as polite as she was sure the brother was, she didn’t really know or see him).
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In the end, she knocked and waited, freezing a little in the post-snowfall cold, at least giving Lilly a chance to get to the front door. She, uh, didn’t actually know how big the house was inside anymore, and so she wasn’t sure if perhaps Lilly had to travel through several rooms to get there. Right when she thought she could maybe leave a note or just post it (it was small. It had her name on the label. She would surely figure it out even if Prue wasn’t there), the door swung open, and Prue brightened up- partly because the excursion hadn’t been for nothing, and partly because Lilly was there. “Hi,” she greeted, a little breathlessly but that was mostly from trying to stay warm in this weather. “Sorry, I… meant to call beforehand but, uh…” How did she politely say ‘but I didn’t know if you used WhatsApp’? “I just wanted to drop off your Christmas present before I left!” she explained, holding up the small, gift-wrapped box.

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Apr 7 2017, 09:02 PM
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Prue’s academic interest was singularly focused in the realm of magical phenomena- the unexplained, the strange, the happenstances that were really just a series of coincidences that made no sense when you lined them up. Most of the time, because this was more of an interest than related to her actual schoolwork (albeit they were tied!), this was relegated to looking at things that had happened in the past. She found the weird historical things on odd internet sites, and then started to look at how magic could have made that happen; sometimes, she found the answer, but most of the time, she didn’t. This was the second time she could remember being able to see it with her own eyes (the first being related to a black rose); naturally, she had to go to Trafalgar Square and take a proper look! She felt strange being bundled up so warm in the midst of the warm weather, but the moment she turned the corner into the large courtyard, she felt vindicated. The coat had been necessary. It looked like it was the middle of November, not sunny April.
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She had packed a bag, because she wasn’t just there to peer at the rain in mild awe, and an umbrella, and armed with it, she rifled in the bag for a small notepad, aware that she couldn’t really use one of the larger ones she had for research purposes – it would just get wet. She considered the rain very seriously before stepping into it tentatively, frowning at the sudden plunge into cold weather, but mostly, she used it as a chance to head up the steps to the gallery and pause under the awning, flipping open the notepad. First, she decided, she would draw a perimeter of where the rain actually was. Unfortunately, clutching an unwieldly umbrella and trying to neatly draw out the map was not as easy as she’d hoped, and she turned to the nearest person, hoping they were friendly. “Excuse me,” she started, “Is there any chance you can hold this umbrella – just for a second? I just need to write something out. I don’t mind sharing it,” she added helpfully, sure that this wasn’t the best offer she could make, but she didn’t really have much to bribe strangers with.


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Feb 13 2017, 03:11 AM
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Prue’s Valentine’s day, honestly, was going to be rather lonesome. She had no classes that morning, but she was working that evening at the restaurant; as she had no charming paramours to sweep her off her feet, she had agreed to work because it was a little extra cash in her pocket as she dealt with happy couples- not that she was particularly salty about it, figuring this was her lot in life and she could use her spare time to do things like continue her research for her final year project and generally be productive. That plan had been ruined two mornings ago, when she had received a letter and, upon opening it, found that she had been offered a meeting instead. She was sure that Lilly Alcott had better things to do with her time than send letters, but no, here it was, unequivocal proof that she was not considering Halloween a one-off thing, a chance to humour the person who kept asking her strange questions.
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She’d gone because, well, you couldn’t really reply to a letter and say no, it wasn’t a casual text. But she did almost get lost from the tube station, finding that she hadn’t been to this small section of London before and had no idea what to expect from the place; her Google search said to expect boats, but that didn’t really tell her what she was looking for. Eventually, she was sure she found it by complete accident, making a wrong turn and suddenly assaulted by a puppet show boat, and another next to it, proclaiming to be a tea room. Well then, she’d thought, all she had to do was find the boat where Lilly wanted to meet her, which had been also helpfully written on the letter. Some further exploring of the strange area found it to be a boat was clearly closed for business, but still bore a cheery name on the side and yes, there was Lilly. Approaching, she attempted to brush her hair out of her eyes, still a little curious about why she had been summoned and hoping it wasn’t an expensive dress (now safely stored in her closet back in Brighton so that she didn’t do something like accidentally tear it).
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“Hi,” she greeted, nervous without knowing why. Probably that had something to do with the fact that she still didn’t know what to expect. “You wanted to see me?”


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Oct 10 2016, 12:37 AM
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Prue hadn’t known that the black and white ball was a thing she was on the list for until she’d gotten the invitation, and even then, she was sure there had been a mistake. She hadn’t thought one small meeting with an Alcott warranted an invitation to their event, especially as she really doubted she had anything even close to appropriate to wear. Fortunately, the sender of the invitation had thought about this, and she’d received the dresses two days later: one white, and one black. In true worried journalist fashion, she had done some research on them, found the price tags, and closed the tabs in horror. Then had come the vacillating between going and not going, looking at the dresses again and again, being slightly too scared to try them on, and finally making her decision remarkably late: just a few days before the event, she had decided she would go if only to find out… why she was going, really. For all she wanted to think the Alcotts were just incredibly kind to university students, she felt like if she was going to be the butt of a joke, she would really rather know.
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She still felt a little foolish as she left the taxi, like someone might label her an imposter in her ball gown; for a start, she wasn’t sure she had ever worn a ball gown in her life, but at least she was clutching the invitation, so she felt like she couldn’t get turned away at the door. She knew it wasn’t her style to get needlessly nervous, but at the same time, this wasn’t her scene, and at best, she would know maybe one person. Entering the ball room, she was first distracted by the fact that, well, there was a ball room in the Alcott mansion, and she was sure it hadn’t been there before. Knowing enough of the rumours didn’t really quell the surprise; if you had never entered the house before, you would be sure that it looked like this all the time.
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Watching people go through the doors, Prue wasn’t sure she wanted to just yet; she would, she decided, much rather meet the host who had invited her to the event, but she wasn’t sure she could even spot the elusive Lilly Alcott either.

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Aug 16 2016, 10:25 PM
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Prue tried really hard not to the person who took all of their research to a coffee shop to get it done but the fact remained that the library at her university didn’t have very good WiFi- a great oversight- and the public library closest to Prue was closed for repair, leaving her to take her neat folder to a Costa Coffee and commandeer a table by the window. She supposed she really wasn’t in anyone’s way; the place wasn’t packed and all she was doing was looking over her previous notes and trying to work out where to go from there. Unfortunately, the person she would have liked to have spoken to, an expert in the field of magical alchemy, had not yet replied to her message to speak to them, even when she had cited that it might be for her dissertation (it was not) and everything suggested that this person actually generally replied to those sorts of messages. Of course, she assumed that they were just incredibly busy or perhaps her message had been filed into a junk folder somewhere, which left her bereft of options.
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A little frustrated, she’d pulled out her phone to Google the person and see if perhaps their research would lead to any other names that she could use, but she was quite surprised when the results loaded and there, in the recent news section, an article stated that he had definitively disappeared (with a hint of the byline suggested ‘potentially after magical mishap’). In fact, she was so surprised by the news that someone she had been trying to communicate with was, in fact, completely unreachable because they had disappeared with no trace that she’d startled and her elbow, which had been resting on a pile of papers, slipped. The paper fluttered to the floor, which was bad, but it was worse when people were clearly walking there.
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“God, sorry, that’s totally my fault,” she apologised immediately, throwing her phone with the article still open onto the table, and kneeling down to scoop up her papers with no regard for the order of them; she just wanted to get them off the floor and out of the way.

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