Who: Rose and Stiles What: 20 Questions When: Bendy time Where: Stiles' cell Warnings: N/A
Now that the deed was done, Rose rested a little more easy. The people in Everett were getting a little too crazy, but the thing was, she agreed with them. There needed to be justice. Rose was there first hand the day it happened, when he stormed in and just started killing people. If it wasn't for Rose's complete trust in Lissa, who knew what could have happened. While Lissa did make him hallucinate, which was amazing to watch, Elijah simply whisking him away wasn't enough justice. Ten girls were dead. Katherine's business was shut down. It stopped the process in Everett and now Rose was more careful with Lissa. She had been the voice of the Authority, which meant a target on her back was bigger than ever. These were things they were trying to avoid, but they simply couldn't. And now Rose trusted nobody except the people she knew personally.
If Rose wasn't with Lissa, she was definitely checking in every so often. Rose could feel if Lissa was in trouble, she could also feel her emotions. If Lissa was happy, Rose was joyful, even if she didn't want to be. If Lissa was depressed, then Rose felt that as well. She was just glad she wasn't having sex because having to lay there feeling Lissa and Christian was the worst, but now she feared that soon it would Lissa and Nate. Another thing that Rose could do since she was shadowkissed, was she could see through Lissa's eyes. Which came in handy. She could see what she was doing, who she was talking to. Rose did this often even if it was creepy, but she did what she had to do in order to keep watch on Lissa.
Which was what she was doing as she stopped and just checked in on her friend. She was in her cell, alone. Which meant no signs of any banging today. Rose knew that she couldn't judge Lissa at all for what she felt. Rose loved Dimitri so much. With everything inside of her. She didn't think that would ever change and it wasn't as if Rose was actually searching for anything. She wasn't. But she didn't mind having someone to talk to. Stiles was difficult, but that made it so much more fun. She wasn't looking for a relationship, she just didn't think she could and besides, Stiles wasn't a tall, dark Russian with dark, flowing hair who could kick anyone's ass. Stiles was ... Stiles. He was sarcastic and an asshole and Rose related completely. Maybe that was why they always went at it?
After she checked on Lissa and was satisfied that she was okay for the time being, she gave a light tap to Stiles' cell. He was in bed reading and she made a face, not bothering to ask if she could walk in.
"Whatcha reading?" She asked and moved toward the wall so she could lean against it.