"Are you alright?" Edward. "I didn't mean to leave you in the carriage like that, but I had to speak with... with Lestat about something."
"I made him angry," Edward shrugged. "I didn't mean to, though. It's the full moon bothering me without even being here yet... I tried to stay calm, but he, of course, had to pull a gun as soon as I offended him in the least bit."
"Ask whatever you like," Edward said, opening his arms as if to gesture he would answer honestly. "I don't mind."
Edward stepped quietly out of the room, seeing Jinx and Hannah in the hall. "Are you two okay?" he asked.
OOC: the host was FRIKKIN awesome!!!!!! i cried more than anywhere in the whole darn twilight series!! :D:D:D "With all due respect, Carl," Edward began. "I think Hannah needs me and that's going to take priority."
Edward looked over at the man, too, but had to shut his eyes against another spasm that ran through his body. Dammit, tomorrow night, he kept repeating to himself in his head. Not now...
"Yes, that's it," Edward lied smoothly, his face blank but sincere. "I guess I was just waiting for the right moment to speak to you about it, and, well... it never seemed to come."
"Why the hell would I lie about something that serious?" Edward snarled, trying to ignore the feeling that the moon was starting to give him... Calm, he told himself. Just stay calm... wait till tomorrow night...
"No," Edward replied, almost sweetly, turning his head and winking at Hannah. "Werewolf venom."
"I have my ways," Edward muttered, not really wanting to remember right now. "But the point is I know and I'm willing to tell you."
"I told you already," Edward muttered at Hannah. "You want to know what I did that morning alone before we left? I found out the only way to kill Dracula."
"It's okay," Edward said calmly, lowering his arms but keeping his eyes on Van Helsing. "I was just about... about to tell our friend what I learned in Rome... clear some things up."
Edward stepped foward, swinging his arms out wide, exposing his bare chest. "That's not the smartest idea," he whispered. "I can have Lestat here in a minute."
Edward stepped forward swiftly and swung his fist at Van Helsing, catching the man just under his jaw. He kept his arm extended, his voice half a growl when he replied, "Enough. I don't really need to hear that right now, trust me."
Edward frowned, folding his arms across his chest. "I still have the same interest as you," he muttered stubbornly. "Why do you need to know every thought in my head?"
"Oh, just shut it," Edward snapped when Van Helsing saw him in the doorway. "Hannah's resting and I need no trouble from you right now. Let me be." OOC: yesh, i have to go to bed now too... up for yoga at 6 am!! yay!!! night night! :)
Edward reached the inn and entered, going over to the girl at the front bar and giving her a small smile. "Can you tell me something, my dear?" he asked, almost wearily. She blushed and nodded. "Did you see a group come in here recently, with one tall, ugly guy in a black hat?" She nodded once more. "Which room?" he asked softly. The girl muttered something like, "Second floor, door 119" and Edward thanked her, turning toward the stairs. Stupid, all of them, he sighed to himself, and almost thought he heard Lestat chuckle in his head.
"Dammit," Edward snapped, jumping when he heard Hannah's thoughts in the other carriage. He considered going over to wake her, but thought better; she always gets so angry... I guess letting her be would be best... He turned and headed toward the inn Van Helsing pointed to earlier, not in the mood to talk or fight.
Edward reached the stables and leaned against Carl's carriage. I can do this, he thought desperately, trying to convince himself. "I can do this," he said aloud now.
Edward sighed, walking alone along the trees, back toward the stables, hoping everyone had left already. Let the hunter be, Lestat had said. I don't know if I can... no doubt he'll start a fight.
