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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 5831930" data-attributes="member: 79171">Clover's frown deepened as she listened to the message on her cell phone, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she did so. As the message finished up, she snapped her phone closed, letting out a dramatic sigh out of habit. She looked to her companions; Koln and Ruby. She was getting more concerned about them by the night, especially her Amish friend. Where was she going every night? What was happening to her? Ruby refused to tell them, and Clover was worried. The last thing she needed in her new existence was an unknown variable. Who knew what trouble Ruby was getting into? And of course Clover felt responsible for keeping her out of that trouble. It wasn't like Koln was going to be of any help!Speaking of Koln, Clover placed her hands on her hips and turned towards the infirm priest. She wondered what kind of mental state he was in tonight. Was she going to be able to count on him to help her if Ruby decided to slip further into her bestial state during a meeting with Edward? What would the prince decide to do to them if he thought he couldn't count on them to keep their wits about them in this existence? After all, if Clover was in prince Edward's shoes, she probably wouldn't want to keep a group of loose cannons around..."So, Koln. Our friend the Prince wants to see us tonight down at the Broadstreet. Do you think we should go?"</blockquote>