[b]Larunda[/b](flashback stuff)
 She dully noted Alex's reaction. He started to speak and she listened without much interest. The only somewhat notable topic in her mind being the mention of Alex not meeting her father. It would probably be quiet interesting to observe the two interact. Larunda kept looking at the people she knew and found them to be just toys that she would get bored of, until at least they could possibly somehow offer her assistance in slaughtering her targets. But she thought rather low of most others, at least when compared to herself. She still hasn't said much to them, she wasn't in the mood.

When her grandfather grabbed all of their bags and nearly dropeed them, she tolerated his clumsiness. When talk of Alex marrying both her and her sister, she felt slightly irritated. Oh well. She continued to tolerate these annoyances

[b]Grimm[/b]

A small shimmer of light flickered into Grimm's room. What a great room it was by Grimm's standards, it had a bed. All that truly mattered now. He had partially taken Danielle up on her offer, he couldn't tell her no, and he did a few small jobs... Until he found out about his bed. Majority of his time was spent sleeping, dreaming, and thinking there. He might as well have been dead with the amount of time he spent sleeping. Anyways, he awoke and raised his hand to scratch the crazy mane that his hair was every morning. A long yawn and stretch before attempting to sleep again. How beautiful sleep is. 
He was soon awoken again by Allyson's yelling. As soon as he heard her he expected something important was probably going on and opened his door for once, kinda following her around utopia and listening in whole trying to not be detected. Hard to do considering he was still wearing his black pajamas.

Something about the incident a week ago. He had been so chill since then. He was content because of his victory and calmed down a bit. Well, Allyson was asking for people who participated... Perhaps he could be of some use.
[i]You seem happier than usual since you've stayed here.[/i] Themis' echoed throughout his skull once more. She was always spectating him, she must have been bored considering he spent majority of the week inside... 
While Grimm started to think and ponder things, he noticed a girl mimicking Allyson... Lame... Mimicry was a weak form of comedy. Anyways, he looked on as she insults Allyson from a small group of stranger he hid and observed in. He grasped his standard blade's hilt.
[i]Grimm.... Do not. She has not attempted or commited anything violent to your knowledge...[/i]
She hasn't but she was being a bitch. Grimm strides through the crowd he hid in and walked slowly towards Lamia... the bitch. Grimm wasn't much of an intimidating figure. Skeletal and only average height... If he was a girl. 
He faced the person he considered immoral before scratching his head and speaking. 
"I suggest you stop that." If Themis wouldn't criticize him for slicing off her head from behind he probably would've done it. But she wouldn't leave him alone if he did anything similar. She hasn't done anything worthy of stabbing apparently, his thought of impaling her and sticking his blade into a wall would have to wait.