blessed_twice: (Wyatt is determined)
After hanging out at the park for awhile, Wyatt headed back to the cabins, flopping heavily down on his bed. Aunt Prue had died long before he was born, murdered by Alyssa Milano a demon. It was cool meeting her finally, but it made him start thinking again about how much he wanted to find a way to bring his real mom and dad back to life. There had to be a way to do it. He knew he had the power inside him. He just had to figure out how to tap into it.

[ooc: Open. I don't think anyone's claimed A2 yet. If I'm wrong, let me know and I'll change it. :)]
Wyatt, a grin on his face, woke up slowly from very pleasant dreams. The details faded as he became conscious, but he knew they'd been good.

He yawned, stretched, and opened his eyes. Except everything was still dark. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. They were definitely open and he was definitely awake, but he couldn't see a thing. He could hear birds outside the windows; it had to be morning. The curtains weren't thick enough to blot out the morning sun, and besides, even if it was still night, there were outside lights and the glow of his alarm clock. But he couldn't see any of that.

Commence flailing.

[Establishy and open, especially to roomie. :) ]
After a busy weekend of demon-saving and alien-smiting, Wyatt decided he should fill his mother in on what had been going on. So he picked up his phone and dialed her number.


[For phone call to [livejournal.com profile] cookinggeek but also open.]
Wyatt couldn't sit still, though he did try not to pace as he waited for people to show up so Tannim could open the portal to the Underworld.


[For [livejournal.com profile] bridge_carson, [livejournal.com profile] cantjossme, [livejournal.com profile] futurebucs_star, [livejournal.com profile] izzyalienqueen, [livejournal.com profile] neurotic_witch, [livejournal.com profile] sonofdragons, [livejournal.com profile] threeweapons, and [livejournal.com profile] wannabehunter. Hanging out in same chat at last night, but mass coordination is not necessary. ;)]
Two cats, one black, one white, stared at Wyatt from his bed. He'd taken them from his aunt's room after she'd left with Belthazor since someone needed to take care of them.

He just hoped Tannim liked cats.

[Open, wheee.]
blessed_twice: (Wyatt is feeling cranky)
Wyatt woke up in a cranky mood. He shouldn't be in this place, he should be out bending the world to his will. He was the Twice-Blessed Child, after all, and the most powerful force of magic the world would ever know. Good and Evil were meaningless. It was all about power.

And then there was his traitorous brother to deal with. He couldn't believe Chris, of all people, would turn on him. He could forgive his brother -- if he promised to never cross him again.

He heaved a sigh of frustration and randomly TK'd a lamp across the room, smashing it against the door.


[It always said Saturday -- you need your eyes checked. Wyatt is his evil!self from Chris-Crossed and other episodes.]

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