Who: Charlie and Vieve What: Veive's lost her magic Where: The Hospital Wing When: Sunday evening Rating: Sad Vieve
Charlie hated hospitals. He'd managed to avoid having to visit this one so far, but he couldn't ignore Vieve's distress, especially now it seemed obvious that she'd gotten the virus. He wasn't even sure if he would be allowed inside the little quarantine room, but the last he'd heard, once the magic was gone, so was the virus.
After taking a deep breath outside the door, Charlie pushed his way into the hospital wing and tried to ignore that building discomfort in the back of his mind. He made his way over the the side ward and tapped his finger on the glass window in the door and gently tried the handle. It wasn't locked. "Vieve?" He called softly, wondering if she'd even want to see anyone at this point, "Can I come in?"