<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"> Ashley did her best to make sure that none of the inner turmoil she was feeling showed upon her countenance. Normally, a patient person, Ashley wished she could spirit them all to Avonleigh and through this weekend to safety. She couldn’t help replaying the vision that overcame her the moment she touched her invitation to Avonleigh. Chaotic and broken scenes of her friends screaming, and blood, and... and … dark things. The remembered fear caused a small shiver to shake Ashley, which she tried to hide by adjusting her skirts. Although, for a moment, she had been tempted to give in to her fear, and warn her darlings of the danger ahead. Then, with a small shake of her head, she swallowed past the hard lump in her throat and stiffened her spine. She couldn’t face rejection from these dear women, and she wouldn’t be able to bear if anything happened to them… so she just had to do her best to make sure nothing did. <br/><br/>Feeling Imogene’s looking at her, Ashley lifted her head and shot Imogene what she hoped was a bright smile. <br/><br/>Feeling the need to escape her own thoughts, Ashley turns to Ivy and Imogene. "Shall we plan an event for just us three for tomorrow dearests?" Ashley asked, her low, smoky voice tinged with excitement</span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1em;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">. <br/></span></span>