Comfy couches and armchairs abound in this warm, atmospheric living room with a big crackling fire and light from the windows giving it life.

::Prue shimmers in and stretches, looking around.::

(For a bunch of dumb warlocks, they did it damn good job with this place.)

::Feeling pretty tired, Prue heads up to her bedroom.::

:: Azura enters with Paige, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the room. OMG! Cosy! She pulls away from Paige as she slowly walks around the room taking everything in. Ending up by the fire, she stares into it before turning and smiling at her girlfriend lots. This is a place she can see herself sitting and reading in. They could also be all romantic by the fire too...::

"I can see myself spending a lot of time in here."

::Paige comes up behind Azura and puts her hands on her tummy, moving them down a little.::

"I can see myself spending a lot of time in here..."

:: Azura leans back into Paige, pressing herself against her lightly.::

"I was planning on spending my time reading in here. I do not know what you are planning on doing."

:: Mm. Teases.::

"Maybe I should show you."

::Paige leans up and starts kissing around the back of Azura's neck.::

:: Azura 'Mms' quietly, her hands slipping up to rest on top of Paige's.::

"I still do not quite understand what you are planning on doing."

::Paige licks her lips and smiles at Azura.::

"I think you can guess."

::Her hand slips down to touch Azura in a private place! and she raises her eyebrows, looking innocent.::

"No?"

:: Azura gasps, her eyes fluttering, but she still tries to remain cool even though they are in a very public place! Paige!::

"I think... I might be able to."

::The Source flames in, all robed up and clears her throat on seeing the couple.::

:: Azura yelps in surprise, her eyes shooting open, she also leaps away from Paige. The colour rises in her face and she has no idea what to say. What an embarrassing position to be caught in, so embrassing she is going to hide in a shadow cast by the flames of the fire right over there.::

"You know, you have a perfectly good bedroom in the west wing."

::The Source growls before reaching and and pulling down the hood of the robe. Prue's voice returns to normal and she walks over to Paige.::

"So! Everything went well then."

(God that's such a cool power. She better not fuck it up. Fucking Paige.)

"Yeah."

::Paige smiles and looks around, unable to see Azura. She laughs a little.::

"Guess you scared her off in your Source get up. Az? It's just Prue."

:: No. Azura was hiding for another reason, but that is besides the point. She slips out of the shadows, reappearing in front of them. Her face is still a little red. Still unable to speak to Prue, she waves meekly.::

::Prue nods her greeting to Azura and takes her robe off. It disappears before it's hit the ground.::

"Glad Paige managed to talk you into our way of thinking. I trust that you won't tell anybody when you see them at home and so on."

::She stares at Azura.::

(Including Andrea.)

::And she let that thought go through.::

:: Azura shifts her weight, she has no plans to tell Andrea about any of this. If she did she would have to reveal the fact that she has an evil power of her own as well, something which is now reluctant to ever give up.::

"No. I think I know better than to tell anyone about this."

::Prue smiles and her whole menacing 'tude drops as she bounces a little.::

"Great! Well, I just saved a bunch of innocents while you two were necking, how about we get some dinner? I'm starving."

:: Now that Prue no longer looks as if she is going to tear her head off, Azura relaxes and approaches Paige, slipping a hand into hers and squeezing it.::

"That would be nice."

:: She hasn't eaten anything apart from that toast Andrea shoved in her mouth earlier.::

"All right, I think the dining room is somewhere in this direction..."

::The three of them go adventuring and after about ten minutes locate the dining room.::

"This is totally not the room I meant to go to..."

::Paige grimaces after having shimmered in with Azura.::

"Where's our kitchen?"

"You are asking me?"

:: Azura glances around, remembering Paige and her wandering hands in here the last time.::

"Perhaps call for one of those elf... things."

"Ugh, no, they creep me out."

::After some explorin', Paige and Az find the kitchen.::

:: Azura settles herself down on one to the big armchairs, her legs tucked under her and opens the book up to read.::

::Prue shimmers in with a warlock in a headlock, punching her in the head.::

:: Azura jumps in surprise at the sight, and her book falls to the floor. She doesn't help any, she just sites there and stares. Ever helpful Az.::

::Prue glances up.::

"Oh, hey. Can you unlock that drawer over there and grab one of the orbs for me?"

::She punches the warlock again and throws her to the ground, stomping on her back. Nice!::

"Okay."

:: Azura nods, pushing herself up from the armchair and walking over to the drawer in question. She unlocks it, and retrieves the orb, making her way over to Prue and holding it out for her. She eyes the warlock on the ground warily.::

"Here."

(What is she doing?)

::Prue pants and grins at Azura.::

"Thanks!"

::She takes the orb, then crouches down and pulls an athame from her boot. Seconds later, she plunges it into the warlock's back and holds the orb out. Two swirls of mist spin out from the wound. Prue captures the green one inside the orb and stands up as the warlock bursts into flames and disappears.::

:: Azura wrinkles her nose, having never quite got used to just how messy vanquishes are. Her gaze drifts to the orb in Prue's hand, which she stares at intently.::

"What is that for?"

"You."

::Prue tosses the orb up and catches it again.::

"Earlier today got me to thinking about your transportation abilities. You've had to rely on Paige which has been okay so far, but when she orbed to the manor earlier... if I hadn't been there, you would've been screwed. So."

::She passes the orb to Azura.::

:: A smile spreads across Azura's face as she stares down at the orb in her hands. She turns it over, examining it closely then looks at Prue.::

"Thank you."

:: Unlike last time, she doesn't have any second thoughts about absorbing the power within the orb.::

[Azura gets the power of blinking.]

"No problem. How's Paige?"

:: Azura can't help but smile at this new power, she places the empty orb down before turning to Prue.::

"Tired and sore. She does not remember orbing myself and her to the manor. She has gone back to sleep for a little while."

"All right. Good. Okay, I'm gonna go do some more... work."

::She smiles.::

"Practice that power. You'll need it."

"I will."

:: Azura needs no encouragement to practice it though, she is already eager to.::

"Good. I'll see you later."

::She shimmers out.::

:: Azura picks the book she was reading up from teh floor, setting it down on the chair before she straightens up and clears her mind.::

(This cannot be any harder than using my shadow power.)

:: She takes a breath and focuses on appearing elsewhere within the mansion, the dining room. Nothing happens at first. No matter how hard she tries. Having all but given up she suddenly finds herself blinking out and reappearing there.::

:: Except that she almost blinks into the fire. She appears on the edge of it and almost tumbles in, catching herself at the last second. Taking a couple of steps back quickly, she sits down the chair she was on previously, and pulls the book out from under her. She really, really wants to show her new abilty off to Paige, but knows the girl needs her sleep. She can contain herself, she'll just content herself with reading for now and show off later.::

(Andrea would be jealous.)

:: She breaks the seal on her bottle of water and sips from it as she settles back into her book.::

::Paige pads in in her bare feet, looking less than happy.::

"These floors? Not good for these."

::She lifts up one of her feet and brushes the dirt off it. The rest of her, however, is shower fresh. Paige sits herself on the arm of Azura's chair, then slips down into it beside her. Which is very difficult, but she forces her way in.::

"What're you reading?"