fandomtownies | Blackstone Foundry and Forge; Friday [05/03].

So all the vampires were taken care of, there was a general feeling of things going and setting themselves to right again, but Rosa's job wasn't exactly over yet. She was still on full Blackstone Babysitting Duty, partly because she felt kind of bad for kicking her vampired ass in order to detain her, and partly because she knew Blackstone was like her, and if it was her in this situation, she wouldn't care what anyone said, she would try to go about things like nothing had happened and like she hadn't been undead for about three days and like she hadn't gotten her ass kicked and like she hadn't spent a good amount of time trying to do everything she could to tear down a holding cell.

So, yeah. She was making sure Blackstone stayed hydrated, stayed put, and stayed safe. She never thought she'd feel so relieved to hear those goddamn wall-shaking snores so much in her life, but it was really nice that Rosa could keep an eye on her while still poking around the shop downstairs, pausing occasionally to just listen for those snores to ensure that Blackstone was still sleeping it off like she should be and not trying to get back to work or whatever, because she knew that's totally what she would do if given half the chance.

Overall, though, scoping out some of the projects she had going and maybe giving some of those throwing stars a whirl wasn't a bad way to spend a day.

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Unless Amaya brought them up, Seivarden wasn't going to mention the excessive number of voice messages she had left on Amaya's phone. She could, however, stop by the forge just to see how she was doing without seeming to worried, could she?

"Amaya?"

She stepped through the door, frowning a little as the place was a little too quiet. She hadn't heard the snoring yet.

Rosa turned her attention away from the target board being slowly covered in little shuriken when the door opened, and she wasn't sure she would have been able to hold back that miserable little groan of contempt even if she wasn't just generally drained emotionally and physically right now. But she sucked it up, focusing her attention even harder on the board now as she sent another star spinning through the air.

And to think...so far she'd been doing so well on not letting it show how irritating it was knowing how buddy-buddy Hot Leaf Water'd been getting with Blackstone lately...

"She's fine," she said, cutting to what she figured was probably the reason Hot Leaf Water was here right now. "She's resting. What do you want?"

Seivarden crossed her arms and leaned against the doorframe. "To make sure she's ok. What are you doing here?"

That question wasn't strictly speaking necessary, but since Rosa had asked her, Seivarden was just returning the favour.

She added: "Just trying out the shuriken?"

She immediately regretted that comment. It was unnecessary. Seivarden made a gesture with her hand. "Never mind."

"I'm surprised you even know what a primitive weapon like this," she held up one of the throwing stars for a moment before lobbing it smoothly toward the target without even looking, "even is."

Then she looked to see where it landed, narrowing her eyes slightly as it was much further off toward the edge than she would have liked. She stalked over to the target, to yank the collected shuriken out with a bit more force than necessary.

"And I'm here to make sure she stays okay," she said, though that should be self-explanitory. "Like I have been all week."

Maybe she should have just let Blackstone loose. Maybe she should have gone and sicced her on Hot Leaf Water. What, since they'd been so close and everything all of a sudden.

Damn. Hindisght really was 20/20, and she was filled with nothing but regrets now.

"All week? I thought you'd be busy catching... whatever was around?"

It was her job, wasn't it?

Anyway, Seivarden knew Rosa well enough to be certain Amaya was safe enough, which meant she really should leave.

"What happened to her? I just heard what was on the radio."

"Figuring out whatever was around was part of making sure she was safe," Rosa pointed out tersely. "It's been a busy week. Where the hell have you been in all of this? She got bit, by vampires, that had taken over Baltimore, and everyone got together to get rid of the master vampires so those dumb idiots and everyone else who got bit from here could go back to normal. I swear, you just live under a rock sometimes, don't you?"

Honestly, it was probably better. She couldn't imagine trying to manage everything with the additional annoyance of Hot Leaf Water whining about everything every step of the way, too. She shook her head.

"Don't bother her," she added, to nip that potentially problem in the bud. "She needs rest. She should probably be in the clinic, but I think she'll be more likely to stay put if she wakes up if she's here rather than there."

"I thought the sword club team was happy to deal with that sort of thing," Seivarden said. "I was busy."

That entertainment had been really exciting, ok? In the way that you just had to watch another episode, and then you ended up falling asleep six hours later.

She held up a hand. "I won't. And I'm not sure what the medics could do anyway, they're useless."

Rosa's brow furrowed a little at that, not so much because she wanted to argue with her on that point, but more because she really couldn't. In this case, Hot Leaf Water was actually kind of right, in that there really wasn't much anyone at the clinic could do for Blackstone that Rosa (thanks, three years of med school!) couldn't do herself.

But it wasn't like she was actually going to go and agree with her.

So she didn't really say anything, just grunted slightly as she went to drop the shuriken back into the box where she'd found them, then folded her arms in front of her to look at Hot Leaf Water with a steady, stubborn, expectant expression.

So, she came in here to make sure Blackstone was okay. Blackstone was okay. And yet...there she was, still there.

Seivarden was about to leave, because there wasn't much more to say, but that expression, telling her to leave was... annoying. So she calmly looked around the room and said:

"Tell Amaya I stopped by when she wakes up, and that there's no need to call back to the message I left."

"I'm sure she'll be relieved to hear it," Rosa said, hoping her narrowed eyes didn't give away too much of the fact tgatvshe'd considered not telling Blackstone a word, but she wasn't that petty, and if there'd been a message, then it would at least give Blackstone some peace of mind, which she'd probably need as much of as she could get.

Seivarden didn't trust Rosa to deliver that message, but that would be her choice.

"Well then," she said. "I'll stop by later at some point." When Rosa wasn't there.

She turned and stepped out through the door.

"Great," said Rosa, after Hot Leaf Water had left, picking up a hatchet and testing its weight for a brief moment before lobbing it hard at the target and hitting it spot on, "can't wait."

Because unless she meant much later, it would probably be a while before Blackstone had the wherewithall enough to convincingly kick Rosa out.

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