Post by Prudence Melinda Halliwell on Aug 8, 2013 19:11:37 GMT
Prue knew the Salem Witch trial story just too well. Her very own mother thought at first that being a witch was something bad. She recalled a story from her mother that when she and her sisters had just become the Charmed Ones, Piper would be scared to enter in churches. And she saw it as a curse at first but then eventually accepted her fate as a witch. And it was a good thing she did because otherwise Prue and her brothers would most probably not be alive now.
Prue thought for a moment about Connor's words. How great would it be to be just a normal human? Prue had wondered that a lot of times, but now she was really giving it a serious thought. Connor had a point there: both him and her knew something completely different. It was a curious question to think about though. And having no demons attacking you for who you are would be a big plus. But on the other hand, what would Prue do to contribute in making the world a better place? That sounds so cliche, at to some extend it was. Maybe being a witch and doing what she does was not that bad at all. She could not deny it that she loved doing it more than she hated it.
The more she talked to Connor, the more she realized how much he had seen and how ignorant she must seem to him. Well, it was not her fault for being so young. But he had a point there - yes, another one! - about demons. They were way too eager to attack without thinking. Prue took another sip of her drink and looked at Connor. "That is true. We come across some really hilarious demons who think they can take us but all it takes is one single attack from one of us and they're history." She pointed out. Not that it was something Connor did not know already.
Prue got on her feet as soon as Connor suggested to go meet Cerberus now. She had planned on going to find him right after this interview was over anyway. "Sure, let's go." There was no way she would miss the opportunity to meet an Alpha Werewolf. This was just way too interesting to let it slip through her fingers. She brought the glass, still with some of the drink inside, to the bar and picked up her bag from behind the counter. Then she turned to Connor after she had found Wyatt's car keys. "Depending on traffic, I will get there in 10 or 15 minutes. Do you want a ride or will you do it the werewolf way?" Werewolf way... yeah, very original Prue. She could slap herself mentally for that.