Prue

Prue walks in, in a blue womans Business suit, complete with skirt. "I figured I'd check on you, especially after the other day." She said. "Why?" John asked as he finished swallowing a piece of food he had put in his mouth when Prue entered, "Wanted to see if I was still alive?" "No, actually, you've managed to prove to be two things we never expected to find in anyone, a challenge and an equal." Prue said in a matter of fact way, "Also so you know, this wasn't Phoebe's room, but it is now yours. I would ask if you'd be willing to join us, but you already gave your answer. Anyway, I have to go to work, there's some aquisitions I'm needed for, do you have any other questions or things you want to say before I leave?" John sat quietly for a moment, figuring he'd let go of the "so you're not planning on staying around to fuck me?" comment, and just said, "I want the rules of Accord for guests to be in place."

Prue gave an equal moment of silence, but for a different reason, only to come back with a slightly confused look and ask "What's that?" "Sorry, forgot you don't read "The Dresden Files", it basically means that anyone invited in is protected from attack. In other words, if I invite someone in, you can't attack them, nor can I attack anyone you invite in, unless of course they attack first. I am instituting a change however, no provoking a fight, that means no threats, no "accidents", and no doing things that you know the person will try to stop and break pact, understand?" John asked her. "Yeah, but what if I decide not to agree to this?" Prue asked, crossing her arms, not planning on losing this argument. "Then everytime you have a guest over, human or demon, I choose the powers of a hero, and proceed to attack them. If you try to stop me and kick me out, I bring my show on the road to you Auction House and Piper's resturantes and clubs. I don't think the police or your demon friends would be capable of stopping me if I decided to go Superman." John said smirking abit. Prue sighed, dropping her arms, "Fine, the Accord rules or whatever they are, are in effect. I just want to know what the hell are these circles for, I tried coming in yesterday, and I felt a pop of energy when I crossed the first one, and was stopped completely when I hit the second one."

"They're protection circles." John said, giving her a brief rundown of how each one worked, and how it took Dresden's energy to pull it off, leaving out the part where he altered the reality of the room to do so. "I'm not sure if I could pull it off again." He said finishing up both his short speech and his food. "Ok. Anyway, as I said, need to go, I'll see you tonight, hope you'll join us for dinner." Prue said leaving the room and closing the doors. Sure she had alittle respect for him, but she wasn't his biggest fan right now. That was the second time he managed to make her do something she didn't want, and she didn't like not being fully in charge. She once fired someone soley for the fact that they got her a cup of coffee that was different from what she usually drank because they assumed she would like it, she did, but that was besides the point. She figured that if they slept together anytime soon, she'd turn it into a struggle for power and dominance, and that could turn out bad, especially since from what she saw from the soul glance, pushing him too hard may cause him to become useless to them. For now, she'd have to atleast not rip him a new one if he did something like that again.

Back in the room, John moved the bed back and laid on it. Even though he was just asleep for several days, he was tired again. He doubted it had anything to do with the food, and probably had to do with the energy he used in the past couple of days. After a minute of thinking, and the feeling of tiredness catching up, John went to sleep for abit, atleast until someone ended up waking him.