Sia's penthouse is ground floor in the shambles; the view from the windows is all magical. If you open a window, you see the real view - bustling demon-infested streets.

::Sia lets herself in and sighs, in a bad mood. She peels off her clothes on the way to the bathroom, dumping them in a laundry hamper before twisting on the shower. Naked save for socks, she enters the kitchen and flicks the kettle on, then returns to the bathroom. She removes the socks and gets into the shower, her skin prickling with goosebumps under the change of temperature of water, from cold and clammy to hot and glossy. She closes her eyes and tilts her face up to meet the jet. She thinks about Paige, but the triumph of destroying the last remaining of the ending generation's Charmed Ones is submerged by whatevertheheckitis she feels about Majora. What is he doing, coming to them like that? Cock of the walk, like many knew him... she saw a different side though. She saw it tonight as well. And what of this possession? Was it a ploy of his to get back The Source? Does he even want it back? All the time she'd known him, he'd avoided his Source duties, either ignoring them or pawning them off on others so he could get the job done without looking it in the eye as it was executed. He's just so fucking confusing!::

(And if Wynter even dares...)

::The shapeshifter works her hair into a furious lather with shampoo; this is the best release of frustration she can have right now. But that demon better not have any ideas about Majora. She could probably get any man she wanted, with looks like those... but not him. Not Majora. He's not for her to take.::

::Arriving with Kaid and Sufjen in the living room, Wynter falls silent as she hears the show running.::

"Sia."

::She calls out loudly, knowing that the shapeshifter should be able to hear her.::

::Sia, in a flurry of oh-shit-I-forgot-she-exists, turns off the shower and twists her hair to squeeze off the water. She does this a few times, the fall become less with each turn. Then she steps out and wraps herself up tightly, her hair first, flipping it over her head and towelling and turbanning it, then her body. She doesn't have any clean clothes in the bathroom, so she has to walk out like this.::

"I'll just be a minute."

::She moves past her comrades and into her bedroom, kicking the door shut with a fairly loud slam.::

::Knowing that she can hear her, Wynter continues on.::

"The Source wishes for you to send a message."

::She pauses.::

"He wishes to speak to Hades."

"We need Hades to get Ares on our side."

::The door opens and Sia's head pokes out.::

"Oh? And why's this falling on me?"

"Hades is Majora."

::He knows she knows this.::

::Sia's head disappears and the door slams again.::

::Wynter gives Sufjen and Kaid a look that says "stay here". She flames out, quickly reappearing in Sia's bedroom.::

"Let's talk. Girl to girl."

::Sia straightens up, pulling her towel more tightly around herself. Her hair is down now, but wet.::

"Can't I get dressed first? In peace?"

::She looks less than impressed by the intrusion.::

::Kaid turns to Sufjen.::

"Don't you think that if they were gonna do something, they'd have done it by now?"

::He walks away to pick around Sia's belongings. There doesn't appear to be many, but it's a classy pad.::

::Wynter rolls her eyes.::

"I'll turn around. But we're going to talk."

::She says, turning around and facing away from Sia. This is wasting valuable time, and if they don't move fast, then it will be to late.::

::Sia picks up the black dress she'd taken out and drops the towel, quickly pulling it over her head without putting anything else on beneath. She turns around to look at Wynter.::

"Okay."

::Turning back around, she looks at Sia.::

"You look great."

::She says, nodding her head. However, she quickly gets down to business.::

"Do you think you'll be able to do it?"

"I don't know. I don't know anything about Hades."

::Sia chews on something invisible.::

"He didn't seem so bad. But that could've just been an early stage. I can't say I'm too confident about going and asking a god to do me a favour."

"Can you appeal to Majora?"

::Wynter asks, leaving the question in the air for Sia to fill in the blanks about their history with one another.::

::The shapeshifter shrugs and turns around to face her mirror, picking up a comb and pulling it through her hair.::

"No more than anybody else, I expect."

"Then we leave. How long do you need to prepare?"

"If I'm just going to end up standing in the rain again, I don't need any time."

::Wynter nods, turning from Sia and opening her door. She walks back into the main area of the penthouse, looking at the two males.::

"Alright, the plan is as follows. We get Sia there. We back off. We let her do her thing from the sidelines. If at any moment it begins to go awry, one of us teleport and get her out of there. Understand?"

::Sia follows and stands in the threshold of her bedroom, watching silently.::

"Sounds fine."

::Sufjen looks past Wynter at Sia, his eyes playing lightly over her.::

"I hope you don't mind ruining that dress."

"It looks better when its wet."

::Sia replies, her tone flat, that same voice where you can't tell if she's serious or not. She slips on some black, small shoes, and joins the others.::

"If this is successful, you all owe me. Big time."

"Yeah, whatever."

::Kaid is just glad that it's no longer falling on him.::

"Let's go to the Ritual Room and track down Majora."

::She says, walking over to Sia and touching her shoulder.::

"I trust you two can find you way there."

::Closing her eyes, she flames both herself and Sia to the ritual room.::

"No. We have no idea where it is."

::Kaid rolls his eyes and he and Sufjen follow.::

::Sia lets herself in, now a human after her flight here as a small bat. She locks the door and changes into a chemise before sliding into bed. She doesn't bother eating, though she's incredibly hungry. Sleep first. Food later. Then whatever's happening will begin.::