Charlie's eyes go wide, even as the girl's -- Rose's -- eyes slide shut.
Rose's phone has skittered across the floor. Rather than waste time fumbling for it, Charlie goes for her own phone and punches in one of the very few numbers she has on speed-dial.
"Susannah? It's Charlie --"
"Rose is here."
Her free hand goes out to put to fingers carefully under the girl's nose and mouth.
"There's no time. She said you were going to meet a healer?"
She feels the slight puff of air, and relaxes fractionally.
"Rose just collapsed. She's still breathing. I'm coming to open the door for you now."
And she's on her feet before she's quite finished the sentence, and striding down the hall towards the door before the phone at the other end of the conversation shuts off.
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Date: 2008-04-13 08:03 am (UTC)Charlie's eyes go wide, even as the girl's -- Rose's -- eyes slide shut.
Rose's phone has skittered across the floor. Rather than waste time fumbling for it, Charlie goes for her own phone and punches in one of the very few numbers she has on speed-dial.
"Susannah? It's Charlie --"
"Rose is here."
Her free hand goes out to put to fingers carefully under the girl's nose and mouth.
"There's no time. She said you were going to meet a healer?"
She feels the slight puff of air, and relaxes fractionally.
"Rose just collapsed. She's still breathing. I'm coming to open the door for you now."
And she's on her feet before she's quite finished the sentence, and striding down the hall towards the door before the phone at the other end of the conversation shuts off.