[OOC: OK, new topic, presumed to pick up bare seconds after Stone Man Pass leaves off...]
Last rites accomplished (briefly), Sister Rose made her way back to the inn, dodging formerly human messiness as well as the onlookers who were beginning to congregate at the site. She thought she recognized one of the novices from the main Orthodox temple, now in the police/militia uniform, trying to accomplish some crowd control. Maybe, after rendezvousing with the rest of her group, she'd come back outside and try to help. In any event, there wasn't much more to be done at the site, at least not by her. With some luck, Father Amalric or someone else at the temple would know some forensic magic that would help sort out what had happened, but she wasn't counting on it.
Lillith and Suriah had been moving slowly, reasonably enough considering the comforting that the newcomer needed (and Lillith was good at providing), so Rose had practically caught up with them by the time they reached the common area/lounge. "I guess I should make some introductions," Lillith was saying as she arrived. "This is my -- friend, Brad." That seemed neutral enough; Brad smiled and nodded politely, although it was pretty clear where his attention was focused. "Maduin Lochlear." The Tsuirakuan smiled more broadly and genially. [OOC: PF, if you want to elaborate on that, by all means do, and I'll retcon. Haven't heard from you in a while... /OOC:] "My --" She swallowed briefly, took a deep breath, went for it. "-- father, Dr. Argus Cleiviein." Her deep exhalation carried a lot of stress with it. "You've already met Drusia Valis, celebrated musician, and Sister Rose, of the Veracian Church. The last member of our group, Kim, must be upstairs asleep."
Speaking of whom, Rose wondered, just where was Kim? She shouldn't have been absent so long. She smiled at Suriah and said, "If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go upstairs and change back into my church robes. This will just take a minute, I'll be right back." The new girl didn't need to know, of course, that the "changing" would be magical, and accomplished in the blink of an eye ... but the excuse would give her time to check on Kim.
Most of the upstairs, where the guest rooms were, faced away from the site of the blast, and only one window had been blown in; Rose noted with approval that it had already been boarded up and the glass removed. Maybe Argus and she (and Drusia?) could help with that later. As soon as she was out of sight of the lounge, she reverted to her usual apparel, opened and closed her room's door for effect, and paused at Kim's door to listen.
Nothing. There was no sign of life within. After a moment of listening, she knocked gently on the door. Still nothing. A firmer knock; same result.
That's worrisome. She descended the stairway to the lounge. "As far as I can tell, Kim isn't in her room," she said. "Have any of you heard from her since the big bang?" Nobody answered, but the looks on their faces were answer enough...