[FIN] Hard to Handle

[Suudonym]

Luke's growing distress had been noticed by one of the waiting room's attendants, and she had persuaded him in no uncertain terms towards a seat where he had immediately compressed unto himself, burying his face against his limbs and breathing slow, shuddering breaths. He heard his name, but it felt distant and unattached to himself, and he couldn't recall what a proper reaction would be. A nearby nurse who was passingly familiar with the name, in lieu of his absence of a response, pointed the noble out to the recent arrival on his behalf.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Catching the hint given to her by one of the women working in the hospital, Rosie whipped around, searching the searing aria until she found him, leaned over.
"Luke" she poke again, brushing past the people in the aria as quickly as she could to reach her friend,
"Luke, what is it?" The blond trainer lowered herself in front of him, placing both her hands on his shoulders. "Luke what happened?" She asked, frantic with worry.  

[Suudonym]

The shoulders Rosie's hands found were trembling, and the voice that attempted explanation was small and feeble, "Sera…" He couldn't find the words.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Rosie waited, growing more and more scared as she did so. He wasn't talking, he was not this upset unless there was a reason.
"Where is she? Luke...." Rosie shook his shoulder lightly, "Luke please... Where is Sera?"  

[Suudonym]

His form shrank, his voice muffled. "Here, somewhere." Honestly, he wasn't really sure. Emergency room, or trauma intake, or surgery… The thought made him feel ill. "Not again," he said suddenly, almost forcefully, loosening a shaking hand from his posture to reach for Rosie's arm - a process that partially revealed the plain fear in his expression. "I don't want to lose someone again…"  

[Blood_Goddess]

The movement from Luke startled her, causing her to straighten up sharply, but it was the look on his face, and his words that caused her eyes to widen, and her breath to catch in her lungs, she remained keeled, stiffly in his grip, her face growing pale as she looked back at Luke.
She didn't know what to say, or more like... she couldn't say anything

What happened with Sera? Where was her friend, what happened to her friend!

Her hand fell onto his arm, the same one that he was using, and tightened, opening her mouth as if to try and say something, but nothing came out.  

[Suudonym]

For a time he was silent, testing words and phrases in his ming in search of clarity and coherency. Eventually, he gave an effort to produce something more clear, his voice breathy and his words halting, "There was a truck. I just watched. I'm sorry. I couldn't change anything. Someone probably died. And Sera too…" He hated that red, fresh and dark and pervasive, clinging to every memory and pooling in his thoughts. It was inescapable; at every turn there was something terrible.  

[Blood_Goddess]

"A truck... A car accident." Rosie said in a breathless voice, gathering what Luke had said, but having... no idea what to do with it.
Someone had died.. Sera? No... It can't be Sera.
Having no means of reacting to this in any form of sense, Rosie's position lowered onto her legs from where she was kneeling, loosing strength in them as she settled helplessly on her heels. Her eyes wide, staring down, but not looking at anything.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

Mention of car accidents and someone named Sera caught the attention of a newly arrived nurse, so the woman turned and moved over to the pair, a clipboard in hand. "Are you two here for a miss Seraphine?" She asked, having glanced at a sheet on her clipboard to verify the name. It helped, though, that they'd at least told her the girl was in a car accident and some red headed boy had claimed to be her friend, and this was the only red headed boy there at the moment, so...  

[Suudonym]

The question from the nurse made Luke to extricate himself from his crumpled posture and raise his head enough to acknowledge the woman and offer a slight nod in response, fearing what she might have to say.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

The nurse nodded and glanced down at her clipboard again. "She was taken into surgery almost immediately after they brought her in due to the severe damage to her left arm. So far it looks like that's the worst of it - barring any internal damage or complications - though they suspect she might've gotten a minor concussion from the impact," she informed them with a small nod once she looked up at them again. Then, in the most reassuring tones she could muster, she added to assuage their fears, "She's alive, don't worry. The doctors are doing their best for her right now, but she'll probably be in surgery for at least an hour or two."  

[Suudonym]

He listened tensely, reminding himself intermittently that breathing was a necessary function of life. Her reassurance flooded him with a relief that brought him to resist tears, and he lowered his head, swallowing forcibly. "Thank you."

Alive. Alive alive alive alive alive. What an absolutely outstanding piece of human language.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Rosie placed a hand over her mouth, holding it there as the nurse explained to them Sera's condition, and that she was alive. The women seemed to sound like Sera would be okay, just in surgery.
Still, Rosie said nothing, just sat there, nodding, with her hand over her mouth.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

"You're welcome," she replied politely, though looked between the two. "If there are no questions, I'll return in a couple of hours with more information on her condition and if she'll be allowed visitors or not."  

[Blood_Goddess]

She lowered her hand enough to be able to speak "We will be here waiting... Thank you."