and the stream runs in circles from the chasm to the core

[lumenrelegandus]

Who: MULTIPLE THREADS! Expected: there are some plans. Unexpected: how would I know?
When: Right after this-with flexibility. All sparked by this after this.
Where: The Clinic
Format: [hates choosing] Whatever I start with, do your own thing!
What: Tonks visitations. Lupin's return. Shirley in da house. Trepkos the Grouch. AND MORE.
Warnings: Ow ow

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[sonvisage]

[Lingers just a moment in the doorway once she realizes that Tonks is asleep. Lingers longer than she means to as she ponders sleep and all the discomfort it brought her during her own stay in the clinic. (Sure, the view was nice, and the waking hours not so bad at all, but the dreams - the hallucinations - and the bed she was confined to? Yeah, not on her list of things to revisit.)

Are there nightmares below the semblance of stillness, not-Nymphadora? She doesn't know that the potion has nullified that option, and so she's (perhaps falsely) moved to make inquiries on Dora's behalf.

Like where she was staying in the Outlander Block. It's not difficult information to obtain, but it's irritating to learn that the room has been turned back over to the landlady, and that no one really knows (or cares) what's become of her possessions.

Perhaps it's the recent loss of her own that spurs this as well? Maybe.

A little over two hours later she returns with a swath of dusky pink fabric over her arm. Slips in, leaves it on the foot of the bed and slips out.]