Who: Rose and Lorcan What: She needs to see him with her own eyes and maybe yell at him a little Where: The clinic When: Backdated to Friday, January 17th. After his immediate family leaves Rating: PG13 for language probably at the worst?
It was highly safe to say that Rose had been in all out panic mode since the night of the full moon and she had come home to an empty house. At first, she hadn't thought much of it but once she realized what was happening from the journals, and also realized her wand was missing, her entire body shot into overdrive. After looking with Mike and failing to find Lorcan, she couldn't help but fear the worst. When Edgar Bones finally said they had found him, but he was injured, her panic only became more apparent. She couldn't sleep, couldn't even really keep anything down. She was too upset and just needed clarification with her own eyes that he was alive.
So after his immediate family left, Rose made her way to the hospital. Her eyes were red and puffy from a mixture of trying not to cry and sleep deprivation. She was sure her hair was a mess, and she hadn't really bothered to dress in normal clothes or put on makeup (instead she had stolen one of Lorcan's t-shirts to wear, if only for the emotional comfort it provided), but that was sort of the least of her concerns.
Entering the hospital she couldn't help but frown at all the visitors and the people who had been hurt. It was awful, honestly, but she couldn't really blame Remus or even have a negative feeling towards him in her mind. She loved the man, and she knew him well enough that he would probably never forgive himself for this. Plus, none of them had been expecting this magic outage, and it was hard to deal with an awful curse like this without the use of magic for protection. They were sitting ducks, and that was another thing that wasn't to be blamed on him. He didn't cause the problem, it was just the village messing with them once again.
After being told where Lorcan was, Rose made her way there slowly. Taking a deep breath she walked around a curtain dividing the beds and he came into view. Though she could tell he was obviously injured, a giant sigh of relief escaped her body at the sight of him lying there. Before she could even stop it, her eyes were nearly brimming with tears and she walked closer to him. From where she was standing, she wasn't one hundred percent sure if he was awake and didn't want to startle him.
"Lory Can?" she said softly, waiting with bated breath to see if she got a response. If not, it was alright. She would just pull up a chair and sit with him. Just the sound of his breathing made everything a little okay again, and she basked in the glorious sound of it.