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Tweak says, "pancakes fly"

Rosalie Belvedere (beaute_endormie) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-04-22 03:40:00

Entry tags:

big bad wolf, sleeping beauty

Who: Rosalie and Shane
What: Fun talk
Where: The hospital
When: After this
Warnings: Probably some drug mentions, maybe some bad language. Shane is D:

It had been a long 36 hours or so for Rosalie and it wasn't looking to get better soon. Daniel had never called and she didn't know what that meant for Ella. The talk with O'Malley hadn't gone great and she could only hope that she hadn't gotten one of her friends in trouble. She had fallen asleep eventually and upon waking, had been informed by an apologetic looking nurse that Boyd had been moved but Rosalie had just looked so tired that she couldn't bring herself to wake her up right away to tell her. Rosalie, who still didn't trust Boyd to not try to sneak out on them and try to distance herself again, thanked her quickly and rushed off to CCU.

She had been in hospitals often enough that it was easy to find her way there. Or it would have been if her head hadn't been spinning. Two minutes were spent talking to a guy in the hall long enough for him to buy her a muffin from a vending machine since she had eaten even less than she had slept. It helped enough that she was able to get to the CCU wing. It took another few minutes to find a nurse that wasn't busy, so that almost as soon as she started to ask if she could see Boyd now, she spotted a different familiar face, looking less than happy, walking out of the unit with his hands shoved in his pockets. When had Shane gotten here?

"I'm sorry, I have to go--" she apologized vaguely to the nurse and broke away to intercept him. "Shane?"

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wolfishane
2010-04-22 08:07 pm UTC (link)

Less than happy was an understatement. It was something of a constant struggle for Shane to keep his anger in check, and the idea that Boyd felt she'd deserved what had happened to her was almost too much for him to take. He didn't care what she said. He was going to find the person who had done this and flay the skin off of them.

It took him a moment to register that someone had called his name. His eyes had been fixed firmly on the floor a few feet ahead, and they drifted up, searching for the source. There. Rosalie.

She looked exhausted and wan, but that barely made a dent in his ire. He stopped walking, waited for her to get close, and then asked the only question that mattered to him at the moment.

"Do you know who it was?"

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	beaute_endormie 2010-04-22 08:57 pm UTC (link)
	Rosalie frowned, thinking that she had misheard because the question hadn't made sense. "Who what was?" She was pale and most of her hair had come out of her braid and she wasn't understanding half of what people were saying to her anyway. "Why are you here?" That was a stupid question. She revised it. "Did you talk to her?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

wolfishane
2010-04-22 09:06 pm UTC (link)

"Who attacked her, Rosalie," he said, out of patience before the conversation had begun. "I did. Interestingly enough, she seems to think that that she brought what happened to her on herself, and she said that you and Daniel had told her so. She said you told her she was too affectionate, that clearly all she wanted was sex. Apparently that means that when someone forces themselves on her, it's her fault."

He stepped towards her. "What was it that you said, exactly? What did you and Daniel tell her that made her think she was an object who deserved to be fucking drugged and raped?" He seemed ready to go on but pulled back, shook his head, shoulders tensed in a distinctly lupine way, hackles raised. "I don't care what you think about her. I intend to find out who did this, and if you have any idea whatsoever you will tell me. Now."

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beaute_endormie
2010-04-22 11:17 pm UTC (link)

What? Rosalie was entirely unprepared for the hostility and anger. She didn't know anything about a rape and most of what she was hearing made no sense to her, especially right now. "Daniel and I have barely even spoken to her. We were trying to wake her up and then he called an ambulance and then when we got here they took her away and I haven't seen her since." Then a slight frown as she went back over what Shane had said. "No, she doesn't want sex, she wants love. But she thinks it's sex."

He hadn't stopped talking though and he seemed angry enough that she flinched a little when he stepped towards her. The little bits of what he was saying weren't connecting in her head, causing her responses to be short and punctuated with questions of her own. "Quoi? We didn't say-- when was she raped?" Was that why she had cut them off? Run away from Jack? Had something happened to her? The little blood that was left in her face drained away as she waited for his answer and tried to think about how smart it was to say her next sentence. She didn't quite have the sense not to, though.

"Shane...there were lots of needle marks. She's been shooting up. At least since she stopped talking to us, maybe before." What Shane and Daniel found hard to believe, Rosalie could imagine perfectly. There was no such thing as too young or too sweet. She could feel the cold isolation and the constant misery that made drugs so appealing and she could remember the warmth and the false elation they provided and it made her ache. It was a couple more seconds before she returned her attention to Shane with a small shake of her head that left her a little dizzy.

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wolfishane
2010-04-22 11:25 pm UTC (link)

She looked tired, he could at least acknowledge that, but he wasn't in the mood to kindly help her play catch up. "She was raped when someone gave her the drugs, Rosalie. She thinks she had it coming because of things you and Daniel have apparently told her. Maybe they weren't in the past few days, but at some point or another, you put the idea in her head that she deserved anything she got."

He was angry, and he wasn't thinking straight, so the idea that Boyd had likely taken things Rosalie and Daniel had said and blown them out of proportion didn't click the way it should have.

His nails bit into his palms, sharper than they should have been. "I saw," he said shortly. He'd been trying not to think about it. "She says she let whoever it was give her the drugs. But they made the choice to take advantage of her after that, and they gave her more than she could handle. I need to know who they are."

It was a fruitless line of questioning. Obviously Rosalie was just figuring out now what had happened, and she seemed too out of it to really answer much of anything. Some of the anger went out of him, looking at the dark circles under her eyes. "You should go back to the building," he said. "You look like death."

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beaute_endormie
2010-04-22 11:56 pm UTC (link)

"But if she took--" her protest was caught up in another rush of lightheadedness and she lost it. "Daniel wouldn't ever say anything like that." She shook her head, a little defensive now. "And I wouldn't either; it would be so--" hypocritical was how she meant to end the sentence, but she wasn't quite able to say it. "I wouldn't."

She barely understood what he was asking then and shrugged. "I found her at the bottom of Daniel's stairs." She gestured at a little spot of air in front of her. "Boyd took a lot. She had to have been close." With her other hand she made a level openhanded sweep over the air next to the spot, trying to indicate the area that Boyd could have come from. "And above the seventh floor. Probably Deluxe floor or above. It would have been hard to motivate her to move very far. And she probably wouldn't have wanted to climb many stairs." Why would she, when everything was warm and safe and numb? Now Rosalie was just repeating what she had told Daniel earlier and she barely even registered Shane's criticism of her appearance.

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wolfishane
2010-04-23 12:09 am UTC (link)

"She didn't take it," he corrected distractedly. "The injection wasn't self-administered." He'd made sure of that when he spoke to Daniel.

He quieted for a moment, running through what she'd said. Deluxe or above--he wasn't that familiar with the residents of the Deluxe and Penthouse floors. Vlad he knew, of course, but he wasn't into drugs to his knowledge. He doubted there was much reason for a vampire to bother with them. And there was Deirdre as well, but she just didn't seem the type, even though they didn't know each other well.

Then it struck him.

The man in the penthouse. How could he have forgotten? When everyone in the building had picked up memories from one another he'd come across that one, of a man in one of the penthouses who had gotten Boyd high and had sex with her before rejecting her and sending her running out.

It couldn't be anyone else. It was too similar to be a coincidence. That man, whoever he was, had felt so little regard for her feelings. That was a man who would be capable of going further, doing something even worse.

"Who lives on the Penthouse floor aside from Vlad and Deirdre?" He was so involved in this revelation that he didn't consider Rosalie might never have met Deirdre. But there were only five penthouses, weren't there? That certainly narrowed it down.

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beaute_endormie
2010-04-23 12:50 am UTC (link)

Rosalie didn't see how he could know that since no one had told her any of this, but she took his word for it. Or at least, she was too exhausted to contest. She rubbed her forehead when Shane went quiet for a few moments and thought about what was going to happen. It seemed like everyone else knew more about what was happening with Boyd than she did and Rosalie didn't know if that was because they did, or if she had just been too caught up with things and situations that she had been trying so hard to leave behind that she had missed some of what was happening.

"Trenton," she answered immediately. Deirdre must have been the woman who had come out of P1 when everyone else had changed to their fable, because as far as she knew none of the other penthouses were occupied. "He's P4." Did cocaine, she knew, which was why she had thought of him briefly before. "Don't know how she would know him."

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	wolfishane 2010-04-23 01:23 am UTC (link)
	"Trenton." He didn't think he'd ever spoken to him. Certainly not face to face. That was going to have to change. His name crystallized in his mind. Well, now he knew exactly who to focus on. Trenton in P4. "I don't either," he said absently, dialing back. "Seriously, Rosalie, you should go home. How long have you been here? I can stay." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

beaute_endormie
2010-04-23 01:56 am UTC (link)

If Rosalie had been thinking straighter, she might have realized what Shane was asking exactly and at least tried to make sure that Trenton didn't end up dead. But he didn't seem as angry anymore so she didn't say anything, instead trying to count back. "More than twenty-four hours?" She knew that much at least, even though it came out sounding like a guess. It was after daybreak now and they had gotten here not more than a couple hours after midnight yesterday. She shrugged but shook her head at him, swearing soft and breathlessly in French when the movement made her head spin again.

"I'm staying until I can at least talk to her," she insisted, a thread of resolve pushing its way through the hazy fatigue. She had to talk to her. Because Boyd wasn't taking care of herself without them and she had almost died and Rosalie hadn't even seen her since. What had happened hit close enough to home that even if it had been a complete stranger in the hospital room, she would have stayed until she could at least see for herself that they were alright. "I'm fine."

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	wolfishane 2010-04-23 05:01 am UTC (link)
	Alright, now she looked like she was going to fall over. "At least sit down," he said, gesturing to a chair more exasperated than angry now. He had a name, which calmed him a great deal, made it a little easier to keep himself in the present. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	beaute_endormie 2010-04-23 11:12 am UTC (link)
	Rosalie had to think about it for a second before realizing that sitting down was probably a good idea anyway. She moved towards the chair. "Okay? I'm fine. Go back to Bellum and make sure they found Ella." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wolfishane 2010-04-23 08:54 pm UTC (link)
	"She's missing?" he shook his head. "Never mind. I'm going to go back and get a few things and come back. Do you need anything?" The anger seemed to have dropped out completely, with a little guilt in its wake. Maybe he shouldn't have jumped on her so readily. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	beaute_endormie 2010-04-23 09:27 pm UTC (link)
	"Apparently. That's why Daniel went back." Rosalie opened her mouth to tell him that she was fine, but changed her mind. "My apartment's unlocked. There's a purse on the table near the door. Can you bring it? Or at least my wallet?" Food would be nice. So would a photo ID if the police came back. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	wolfishane 2010-04-23 11:09 pm UTC (link)
	"I can do that," he said. His hands went back into his pockets, and he turned to head for the door. "I'll be back in less than an hour." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

beaute_endormie
2010-04-23 11:47 pm UTC (link)

"Thank you." Nodding at him, she went slowly back into the building and made her way to where Boyd had been moved, hating how hard it seemed to be to even walk. Right outside the hallway to the unit, her phone vibrated and she fumbled for it and saw that it was Daniel. Leaning against the wall as she answered (because the room was moving around her again and she didn't know if she could take another person trying to make her go home) she couldn't help the small measure of relief she felt, under the fear about what he would tell her.

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