Tale_Weaver
First Post
The 24th Diocese
Clover gets inside the club after a short period of waiting in line. There are a good number of people in the club and Clover's phone rings before she can get a good scan of the place. It's Mindy calling. "Hey Angie, we've been lookin' all over the streets 'round the Broadstreet here and we haven't found anything? Got any other ideas? Where are ya right now anyway? Any luck?"
Loud, thumping music was beginning to annoy Clover's ears even before rounding the corner to the 24th Diocese. Then, when she finally stood outside of it, she groaned in annoyance.
It had taken her a half an hour to walk here, and nothing--nothing!--had been found. She would have thought that someone would have had something to say about a less-than-sane priest. But no. Everyone was too busy with their Wednesday rabble.
As usual, it even looked like the club was hopping. She felt a little timid standing outside of it alone. Every other time she had showed up here it had been with friends... or roommates. Now--wearing her cute little Catholic school uniform that she was beginning to think might be her downfall to being taken seriously--she began to feel just a little bit vulnerable. Exactly as a cute blonde should feel when faced with a horde of goth punk jacka$ who wouldn't mind having a little fun with an innocent victim.
But hey, you've got to do what you got to do.
Looking at her watch and convinced that she would only take 10 minutes to take a peek around inside the club, she got on line and waited to be let inside.
Clover gets inside the club after a short period of waiting in line. There are a good number of people in the club and Clover's phone rings before she can get a good scan of the place. It's Mindy calling. "Hey Angie, we've been lookin' all over the streets 'round the Broadstreet here and we haven't found anything? Got any other ideas? Where are ya right now anyway? Any luck?"