[center][hr][hr][h1][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=A%20Night%20To%20Remember&name=CARACURA.ttf&size=100&style_color=FF0000[/img][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lro19t6KGL1r117gko1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][@Nallore] [@Morose] [@Charnobylisk][/center][hr]
	"Why did you have to push it Simone? You knew better, or didn't you? What, just because I am someone who is smaller and more quiet? You thought you could mouth off and treat me like shit. As if I was just like everyone else? Someone who would take it? Now, you see, that is what you get. Now you know better than to trifle with me." Chris pushed her dead body with the edge of the bat and tilted his head to the side as he looked at her lifeless eyes. There was something amazing about how the light and fire that had been in them moments ago just was gone now. There wasn't even the trails of residual smoke that came with fire when it was doused. There was just nothing.  

	Looking around the back of the gyms storage room he stopped, the light on his camcorder flashing red, and smiled to himself. Stepping over to one of the old volleyball nets he pulled it out and started to drag Simone's body into it. Wrapping it up before he hauled it away. Doing what he needed before slipping out the back and rushing to put something's in place. He had an idea now and it would be magnificent. What would unfold would put him on the map, he would be the next great director; telling a story and weaving a tale of woe so heart wrenching he was going to be assured an Oscar at one point. It would be the start of a glorious career in the spot light, surrounded by stars. Not these measly stars in this little town but real stars. People of power and influence and he would be directing them. It would all be.... Perfect. 

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	Looking down at the invitation to the high school reunion, his hands began to shake before his fingers curled around the intricately designed piece of paper. It was obviously Adelaide's work, she was always known for being the organized one in the school, always heading up this committee or that one. Everyone loved Adelaide. The paper crumpled in his fingers and landed with a hollow sound into the empty waste basket by his desk. Reaching up he ran his hands through his hair and spun around in his chair at the local news station. 

	His plan had not worked out he anticipated. A moment of rage and anger had turned into what he thought he could turn into his break out debut as a director, everything fell apart. He was told his work was mundane and trite. It nearly crushed him and he never left Grimm. Stuck there all these years, working with the news paper and the news station, behind the scenes. No one knew who he was.T The only stars he was surrounded by were the stars he had known in High School and there were only a few of those living in town these days, most had left. On to bigger and better things. Things he had never known. They were living their life in the limelight, surrounded by people of power and influence. Where he should be. 

	The thought of that night had barely crossed his mind over the last decade; he pushed it away. So disappointed in those that could not see his genius. He didn't want to think about it, he wanted to forget it. Yet, now the reunion was coming and it was back in front of him. And Cynthia was being released. What a perfect opportunity he thought to himself as a smile crept across his lips. Sitting up straight in his desk he gathered his things and shoved a few choice items into his bag before he left the studio. He had work to do and not much time to do it. They would remember him this time, this time he would leave his mark. 

[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=82ca9d]Marc Tinder[/color][/b][/h2]
[img]http://65.media.tumblr.com/c56fdc35047da4a8c06c3526e5b5385d/tumblr_inline_nvdsccEiVp1qlt39u_500.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Parents House[/center][hr] 

	Marc hung up the phone and finished getting ready for the day, opting for something a bit more casual. A graphic t-shirt and jeans would work today with a nice pair of loafers. Granted they wore like sneakers which was fine for him. Grabbing a sports coat to put on over it once they were outside he slipped his phone into his back pocket and strolled out of his room. He was ready to go, hopefully Ashley would be as well. He knew he needed to get down to the police station and work on the case but he wasn't leaving her alone. Nothing could get him away from her until he knew she was safe from any harm. 

	Knocking on the door lightly before pushing it opened his eyes widened a bit as he saw Ashley. Moving quickly over to her he reached out and pushed her hair back gently. His eyes flashing with worry as he looked at her. [color=82ca9d]"Ashley, baby, what's wrong?"[/color] he asked with concern on his voice as rested his hand on his shoulder. Taking his jacket he wrapped it around her shoulders and helped her to her feet. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Talk to me sweetie, tell me what happened,"[/color] he said rubbing her arms lightly as he stood in front of her. His head tilted to the side as he leaned down so he could be eye to eye with her. Something had thrown her off and he doubted it was a simple call from her agent or boyfriend. Boyfriend... What type of man that knew a murder happened was not here next to her already? The first murder had been all over the news for over a day now. There was no excuse in his mind that the man shouldn't have been in Grimm by her side last night. She was to be protected. 

[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=fff79a]Dj Lawson[/color][/b][/h2]
[img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/8a053ce0ef2e8266f4a377aa35bd5ff8/tumblr_inline_nrgi2j2Wd51qlt39u_500.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] His truck[/center][hr]

	Lawson chuckled a bit as he grabbed his things and finished getting ready. [color=fff79a]"I will be fine, I'm a big boy. And I will ride with you if you wish to drive. I would rather us stay together as much as possible until we are sure you are safe. As far as charges go, you can pay for the coffee,"[/color] he said with a smile as she hooked her arm through his. 

	[color=fff79a]"Well then I am you man Miss Daisy,"[/color] he chuckled, he didn't mind driving her around town for the day. He found her presence relaxing and refreshing. Leading her out the door he walked over to his truck once they were out of the hotel and opened the door for her. Extending his hand and helping her up into the vehicle before shutting the door and moving over to the drivers side. 

	Hoping in he shut his door and started up the truck. Pausing for a moment he reached behind the seat and pulled out a black duffle bag, setting it in his lap he unzipped it. It was full of various guns and ammunition. Pulling out a glock he shoved a full clip into place and set the safety. Shoving it into the back of his jeans he put the duffle bag up and looked over to her. [color=fff79a]"Better safe than sorry,"[/color] he said in true Marine fashion before pulling out of the parking lot and driving down to the coffee shop. 

[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=a187be]Adelaide Grimaldi[/color][/b][/h2]
[img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/048bd3fed41ab0d6ce8c89e9acf8b28b/tumblr_inline_nw2aucvpye1qlt39u_500.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Kai's Truck[/center][hr]

	Adelaide leaned back against Kai as he spoke to Marc and then called Ashley. Her brow perking up slightly as she listened in on the conversation. It wasn't hard to hear, she was snuggled up against Kai after all as he spoke. As he hung up she nodded slightly. Her lips pulsing against his and standing with him. Even with everything going on he was calm and laid back as always. In a way she envied his ability to stay so calm even when the world was turning upside down. 

	[color=a187be]"Yeah, let's get this over with. At least I know I'm safe as long as you are next to me. Thank you Makana,"[/color] she said softly as she reached up with her free hand and brushed her fingers through his hair. Taking a deep breath she reached down and laced her fingers with his. Letting him lead her out of the hotel and over to his truck. She stayed near him, glancing around the place a little before climbing in and waiting for him to join her. 

	[color=a187be]"Okay, Ashley first. I can pick up a phone and something to change after we know she is okay and with us,"[/color] Ada said as she sat next to Kai and leaned against him. Ashley could have the window seat, she wasn't about to be ore than a hairs breath away from Kai now. 

[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
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	Cynthia stopped and let Tuesday deal with her hair, standing there and let the girl get the brush out and fix everything into place for her. As she mentioned Chris she froze a bit and nodded slowly. She actually didn't say anything but it was clear just the mention of his name made her change her actions for a moment. 

	Then her hair was done and she actually got a chance to look in the mirror. She squealed in delight and gave Tuesday a big hug. Mumbling thank yous from all the voices in her head before darting out the door with them. She giggled as she saw Kai and Adelaide walking over his room. Ada leaning against Kai as she crawled into the cab of his truck. Even with all the worry, Ada had a glow about her. [color=f26522]"I think they got biz.....ie!"[/color] she laughed as she did a little dance before climbing into the car and bouncing around. She had flipped form worried to giddy just like that but unfortunately for her that was common these days. Anything could trigger her for any reason. Some of those triggers were bad, some were good. 

	[color=f26522]"Forward ho!"[/color] she exclaimed.