What other colour would there be for Prue's room than gold? A large bed with gold silk sheets lies in the middle of the room, with a dressing table, wardrobe and chest of drawers. Candles give the room a warm glow, having been charmed to burn without danger, spillage or running out.

::Prue walks into the room and changes into dark, comfortable-yet-stylish clothes. She sits down at her desk and starts to write something.::

::Paige flames in with Azura and pushes her onto the bed. Her eyes return to normal and she looks around, impressed.::

"Wow. This is nice! Prue, tell me this place is telepathy-blocked."

"Of course."

::Prue turns around slightly.::

"Oh. Azura. Long time no see."

::Sickly smile.::

:: Azura draws her legs up onto the bed and backs herself across it to the other side, where she slips off, her gaze darting between the sisters the whole time. Prue makes her feel uneasy, very uneasy. She looks at Paige, well, glares actually.::

"Yes. Kidnapping me is a completely sane and normal thing to do! No, you are not turning evil at all."

:: She tries to use her power, all aspects of her telepathy but she can't. She can't break through whatever it is that is blocking the place.::

"Oh - don't bother trying to use your power. We had to take precautions on having this place built to make sure you couldn't do much in the way of that. You can use them inside or outside, sure. But you can't go from the outside in, or the inside out. Pretty good spell, I thought. Of course, you can't use them on us, thanks to that little potion."

::Prue's eyes flicker unintentionally to Paige, remembering what her sister had said about Azura breaking through.::

(She better not.)

:: Azura narrows her eyes at Prue, really, really hating her right now. She has no idea where she is either, this place could be anywhere.::

"So am I prinsoner now?"

:: She glances at Paige, if the girl can hear her think then all the better.::

(And you are supposed to love me.)

::Paige looks hurt and looks down at her hands.::

"No. Az, I just wanted to... I'm sorry."

"Save your apologies. Bringing me here is only proving my point."

:: And that is beginning to hurt more than Paige lying to her. She wills her tears not to fall as she doesn't want to see any weaker in front of Prue. She doesn't feel too threatened by Paige, but Prue scares her.::

::Paige looks frustrated, then sighs.::

"Let's talk about this elsewhere."

::She takes Azura from Prue's room and wanders with her, correctly guessing where her own room is.::

::Prue shakes her head, examining her nails.::

"Things'd be so much easier if we just killed her."

::She goes back to her writing.::

::Prue glances up, having an uneasy feeling. Sensing Paige is busy, she makes her way down to the cellar.::

::Prue walks in and gets ready for bed. She thinks about the events of the day while she does, pleased with the result of the vampire talks. She really couldn't be bothered trying to kill them. They'd just come back. She needs to build up Azura's confidence. Maybe eradicate the witch from her blood and make her demon. She could kill Cora then, kill them all. Whatever. Prue slips into bed and closes her eyes, but still thinks about things for a while. When she does sleep, though, it's deep, and peaceful.::

::Prue wakes up with a start. She's sitting up, a way she wakens quite frequently. Almost every night. Confusion tumbles through her mind but she gets a handle on it, slowly coming to her senses. Pushing the covers off, she rubs the back of her neck and grimaces at how much she'd been sweating in her sleep. Those dreams again. Dark. They stay with her even though she never remembers what happens in them. Just how she feels. It's not pleasant. She gets up and goes to look at herself in the mirror. Her skin is pale, in an unhealthy way. She has dark circles under her eyes. She looks at her teeth. At least they're normal. Needing to get out of the house, Prue gets dressed without bothering with a shower just yet, and goes to the forest.::

::Andrea looks up at the hole she made in the now-ceiling, after having liqui-gassed it and fallen through, and then at her hands. They hurt. Stupid mansion made of crap.::

:: Azura opens the door and stares at Andrea.::

"This is not your room. Out."

::Andrea turns her palms up and stares at Azura in a helpless this-so-isn't-my-fault way. She looks shocked that Azura is being such a cu- unpleasant person right now.::

"Andrea, out now."

:: Azura glances at the girl's hands then meets her gaze. She doesn't care that it isn't her fault, she is being a pest, causing havoc and is somewhere shouldn't be.::

"Now."

::Infuriated now, Andrea storms past Azura and into the hallway.::

:: Azura follows, closing the door behind her.::

:: Azura enters the room, and well, now is now the time for neatness, she turns the room upside down looking for power orbs. Which she finds in a chest. She stares at the for a moment before selecting one. Something about it tells her it's the one she is looking for so she absorbs it.::

[Hey, is that blinking? It so is!]

:: Azura closes her eyes, recognising the feeling that this power's presence gives her. She opens them and looks around the messy room, there's no time to tidy it, plus this is nothing compared to an escaped Andrea. She thinks of the girl who is causing her so much grief and blinks to her. That's Andrea for all you slow folk.::

::Dar enters and has a look around, getting some clothes that'll at least be comfortable whilst looking good. Actually, now that she's here, a quick shower would be lovely...

She wanders into the en suite and has one of those. It's the best, world's end or no. After, she dries off, dresses, and then wanders off to explore the mansion.::

[Explosions shake the room, pulling down walls and everything they support as fire consumes the building and the magic school is destroyed, now merely wildly burning rubble.]

[This room no longer exists. Instead, a beautiful woodland fills the entire grounds where the school once stood.]