#clover blogs

[aroleplayingcephalopod]

Disaster Duo (Part 2)

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Clover looks over at him with glassy eyes. Twenty-five years later, and the sting of losing her friends, the people who had practically become family to her, is still all too real while going through the records.

It takes her a few tries to find her voice. “Yeah,” she whispers. “It probably is.”

[faysalthelost]

The Library III

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“I don’t... exactly know. But, I might be able to answer that, and your question about the Warden, I just need to know something.” Faysal leaned in close, looking directly into Clover’s eyes. “You’ve met the Warden so you know a bit about demons I presume. Can you keep a secret?”

[aroleplayingcephalopod]

Disaster Duo

Clover stares at the empty shelves, then at the piles of books sitting all around the room, and groans in despair. At the rate she’s going, she won’t be finished for another year--at the earliest. She needs help, and, well... Akkey’s busy, who knows what Asha’s doing, and she knows for a fact that William is busy helping prepare for the raid where he’s needed.

Which... really only leaves her one option, if she wants someone who she knows can organize the disaster that is Haligan’s library.

Muttering under her breath, she swings her cloak over her shoulders and sets off for Darien’s house. She takes a deep breath, lets it out, then knocks on the door.

[aroleplayingcephalopod]

Old Friends

Clover stands out on her porch, watching the road for Treepelt. It’s been a long time since she’s seen her friend--too long. With Melira and William gone, she spends much of her time maintaining the library, and the rest of it alone. 

While she waits, her thoughts wander, and a sad smile crosses her face as she thinks on the years past. Absently, she fiddles with the ring she still wears after all these years. However much things change, some stay the same. A rebellion is always on the horizon, and she isn’t sure what to make of the current situation.

[aroleplayingcephalopod]

Probably Still Reluctant Friends (pt 2)

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Clover gives him a stern look. “No. No you did not.” She bites her lip. The stern expression slips and she bursts out laughing, barely managing to set her mug aside before she drops it. “You definitely did not,” she wheezes. “And I don’t know if you misspoke on purpose or if you’ve already had way too much to drink,” she continues, laughing between words. 

[aroleplayingcephalopod]

House Guest pt. 3 (BOTGD Flashback)

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Tears well up in Clover’s eyes. “Just leave me alone. Please,” she adds, her voice cracking on the word.

William frowns, looking between his mother and Blunt--it’s clear he’s torn between trying to comfort his mother, and wanting to put food in his mouth.

[aroleplayingcephalopod]

The Library VI

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Clover breathes in sharply, tapping her fingers against the tabletop. She struggles to marshal her thoughts into something that doesn’t sound like an accusation, and falls utterly flat.

“He was behind the dungeon,” she says in a monotone, her eyes on the weird grain of the tabletop. “Behind all of them. Or... most of them,” she corrects reluctantly. “He created or supported policies against half-breeds in Central, and he...” Her chest tightens, and Clover has a hard time forcing the words out. “He came up with the idea of using magic to... destroy the minds of half-breeds and troublemakers, to... to keep us from fighting back.

“His... I’m not sure what her rank was, just that she worked for him, she... she caught me. And threw me in the dungeon after making me forget.” She glances up at Sol. “Your brother helped me. And he helped Tezz, too.”

[faysalthelost]

The Library II

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Faysal follows her, looking at the rows of books, oblivious to the emotions Clover was experiencing just in front of him. His eyes scanned the books before him, and oddly enough he recognized a few of the titles. “I know this may be a long shot, but, did you know her personally?”