Who: Rose Hathaway; Open to Lissa + Dimitri When: Sunday afternoon Where: Outside Granny's What: Returning to Storybrooke Rating: TBA/ possible language Note: Part of this is spoilery if you haven't read The Fiery Heart, yet, but I clearly marked the spoiler section so that you guys can just skip past if if you don't want to know what happens toward the end of the book!
[SPOILERS FOR THE FIERY HEART!] Rose was worried about Sydney. When she'd heard what had happened to her with those guys, she was livid. Christian had the right idea, she couldn't help thinking. Finish what Adrian started. She was pleased to see Adrian defending her friend, but there was also a very strong part of her than wanted to teach them a lesson. It was a shame that as Guardian to the Queen (no matter how weird it still was to think of her best friend like that), she probably couldn't get away with it. Instead, she and Christian had enjoyed a very unproductive bitch and drink fest. While she was off duty, of course. No drinking on the job.
Now Sydney was missing. Well, not missing so much as they didn't know where the Alchemists had taken her. Rose wasn't blind to the affection between Sydney and Adrian. She didn't know what was going on there, but she knew enough psychology to know there was something. That it was something Sydney had been dragged away for, well- Humans and Moroi socializing too much was a taboo in their culture. It just wasn't done anymore. And yet she didn't think it was a bad thing that Sydney was becoming more comfortable around their kind. Not only that, but Adrian had looked great when she'd last seen him. Really together and happy. It was a good look on him and if Sydney was the cause, then she was all for it.
She was definitely not for the Alchemist she'd come to regard as a friend being carted off like a common criminal. Lissa couldn't officially do anything about that. Rose knew she couldn't, but maybe she could. Not her, herself, of course, but she was willing to bet her old man could find Sydney, at least. They didn't call him Zmey for nothing.
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That was why she was heading to see her father at the moment, walking briskly down the hall to the room he and her mother were staying in. She was sure he would know the instant he saw her that she wanted something. Actually, she was pretty sure he already knew, given the pause and his tone when she'd called him up this morning and asked him to let her take him to lunch. But she was pretty sure he'd help her.
Lost in her own thoughts, Rose didn't actually notice at first that she'd left the palace and she was standing in a place she'd never- Wait. Memories assaulted her so quickly they left her with a raging headache, worse than her last hangover by far. She had been here before, right before her trip to Russia, right after Dimitri had- but then he'd been here and he'd been older, from their future somehow. Rose remembered it clear as day now, even though just moments ago she would have sworn none of it had ever happened.
"What the hell?" she thought out loud as she marched toward Granny's. She needed some coffee, stat. Possibly some aspirin. And then she was going straight to the apartment she now remembered sharing with her boyfriend to demand some answers, assuming he was there. Assuming she hadn't just imagined the whole thing.