Whitelighter Commons

[The Elders]

|Whitelighter Commons -- A large room that is full of white light. The Whitelighter's come to this room when they wish to commune with other Whitelighters. It is also where they go when they are not down in the mortal realm with their Charges.|

[Paige Matthews]

In a flurry of orbs, Paige Matthew's body arrives in the middle of the Whitelighter Commons. Still toying with the necklace in her hands, Paige lets out an exasperated and audible sigh. "You know, you guys have the WORST timing." She says aloud, not worrying about hiding her annoyance. The Charmed Ones have been known to be outspoken with the Elders, not really caring about what the all mighty heavenly powers think about their attitudes.

(And we shouldn't, considering all the times we've bailed their asses out of trouble...)

With another sigh, she drops her hold on the necklace and let's it fall down on her shirt. She crosses her arms over her shoulders, walking around the large and empty space. "Hello?" She calls out, hearing the echo bounce off the white walls. Rolling her eyes, she mumbles under her breath "If they're going to call, they could at least show up..."

[Synthia]

More orbs enter in the commons as Synthia's body reforms behind Paige silently. She stands there, not dressed in the normal Elder robes but in a more modern look. Her hair hangs freely down to about her shoulders, the honey brown locks straightened to perfection. Her lips are a ruby red, and Synthia has a small warming smile on her face. "Hello Paige." She says simply, giving the young Whitelighter a wink.

"You know as well as I do that we work on our own schedules instead of caring about others." Synthia adds, walking over towards Paige, "Granted, we only call you up here when we really need to see you." For an Elder, Synthia is one of the more laid back and modern higher powers. She knows the responsibilities and hassles of trying to manage both a Wiccan life and a real life, having been a Witch before she died and was turned into a Whitelighter, further ascending into Eldership.

[Paige Matthews]

Paige whips her body around at the sound of a new voice, looking Synthia up and down. She gives the Elder a small smirk, knowing that out of the select few Elders, Synthia was one who was more approachable. "Well, I only meant that if you wanted to pull me away from my husband, you could have at least been up here when I arrived."

The Halliwell whitelighter walks forward towards Synthia, uncrossing her arms from her chest. She waits in silence a bit, her eyes finally fully adjusting to the bright white fluorescent lights. "So..." Paige says after the silence lasts for a couple more seconds, her eyes flickering back up to Synthia's own eyes, "What do you 'really need' me for?" Her tone has a hint of sarcasm, though Synthia should know by now that Paige means well.

[Synthia]

"What do you 'really need' me for?"

Synthia nods her head, knowing that it's better to just get straight to business rather than draw the entire thing out. "Paige..." She begins, trying to find a suitable way to put her thoughts into words, "We're giving you another Charge." The introduction is worded simply, but it's obvious that they are weighed down with a serious tone. "Have you ever heard of 'The Treasure'?" Synthia adds, tilting her head to the side.

(It might be better to start from the beginning...The actual beginning, that is...)

Synthia clears her throat, not waiting for Paige to answer. "From the dawn of time, there were witches, humans, and demons. The three coexisted, and not harmoniously as I'm sure I don't need to point out. Back on focus, the ancient texts also describe of another being that was created during the dawn of time; The Treasure. One with enough spiritual and magical energy to forever tip the scale between good and evil."

"Many believe that The Treasure is mere legend, or that it was killed before it could reach it's true magical potential. For years, people have been searching for any trace of the Treasure, hoping to finally place their own alignment leaps and bounds ahead of the opposing side." She pauses, now crossing her arms in front of her and pacing. "The Treasure knew that it was time for it's power to be unleashed, so it found a host in the body of a young girl."

"This young girl was the daughter of primitive nobility, having been bred from the strongest male human of the time. She was chosen much like a sacrifice, the Treasure forcing itself inside her body. Things would soon change, however, as the Treasure knew that it was in danger. It knew that it had to hide, thus resulting in basically cryogenically freezing itself. For years, it lay dormant in the body of the young child, lost in time..."

Synthia stops her pacing, turning to look at Paige and letting the story fully sink in. "I'm sure you can guess where I'm heading with this. We've found her, Paige, her body encased in ice with some of the thickest magical protections placed upon her. But she's here Paige, and she needs someone to watch after her. I won't go into the full details until you make a decision, but would you be willing to watch over her?"

[Paige Matthews]

Paige listens to all this information, taking it in slowly and precisely. (See, this just blows all those high school text books out of the water…) The hybrid thinks to herself, crossing her arms over her chest as Synthia finishes the story. Paige is a little skeptical, but she lets the Elder’s question hang in the air for a couple of seconds before responding. "So, you're asking me if I want to take on another charge, only this time in the form of a little girl?" She asks rhetorically, also with alternate motives to make sure that she has the story straight.

(I mean, I'm all for taking on new charges...I'm on that whitelighter fix that's almost as addicting as one of those diet plans...All whitelighter, all the time...But a little girl? Piper is so the mother in the family, not me.) She thinks to herself, clearing her throat. "Unless her parents were frozen to, I doubt that they are still around and are going to be able to look after her the whole time..." Paige adds, letting her voice trail off as she comes to the realization that Synthia is asking her to basically become a foster parent for the girl.

[Synthia]

At the sound of Paige’s voice trailing off, Synthia merely nods her head in understanding. “She would come to live with you and Henry. As you can imagine, it’s a…delicate situation. We’re not asking you to become a mother to the child, just a guardian angel, if you will. There are some things that I must warn you about if you choose to accept our request. We’re not forcing this upon you, and we don’t want you to feel like we’re giving you an ultimatum.”

Synthia sighs, wishing that this was easier. “You know as well as I do that things Up Here are much more complicated than they are down there. If you don’t want to do this, then we can always find another Whiteligther. We came to you first because of how well you’ve been doing lately, and the added bonus that you are a Charmed One. She needs protecting, and we think that you are one of the most fit candidates that we have available to us.”

(Don’t guilt trip her into it, Synthia…) The Elder scolds herself, letting out another soft sigh and closing her eyes. “So, what is it Paige? Will you take on The Treasure?”

[Paige Matthews]

“But what would Henry think if I orbed back home with a little girl? I mean, it’s not only my opinion that matters in the situation, Synthia.” She begins, starting to pace like the Elder previously did. Already feeling a word vomit coming on, Paige continues, “And if I say no, then I’m going to feel guilty and you guys are going to have to find a replacement and if something happens to the girl than I’m going to feel even more guilty, and this whole situation is just difficult.” Paige says, uncrossing her arms and placing an open palmed hand on her forehead.

She stops her pacing, looking towards Synthia for a couple of moments. She stands in silence, rubbing the side of her forehead before returning her hand back to her side. “Yes. I’ll take her.” Paige says simply, knowing that she really didn’t need to say anything further.

[The Powers That Be]

{To enhance game play, a time blip has been enacted. It is now 9:00PM. Paige is currently in her living room and Synthia is Elsewhere.}