[center][hr][hr][h1][color=f26522][b]Cynthia McMillan[/b][/color][/h1]
[img]http://i.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/btvs-buffy-the-vampire-slayer-32884223-500-250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Grimm High School Gym
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@Nallore] [@foxygen][/center][hr] 

	Cyn looked over towards Ada as she left, nearly lunging at the woman and tackling her to tell her not to leave her side. The voices always returned when Ada left. Why that was she didn't know. Maybe it was because after all these years she felt that Ada was the only true friend she really had, ever. Maybe it was because Ada was the only thing she was sure was real anymore. Either way it didn't matter. She knew things were clearer for her when Ada was near. She wanted to go after her but the words Riley spoke caused her to stop. Someone else was willing to sit with her? Someone she was hoping wasn't something from her mind. It couldn't be right? Or could it? Cyn wasn't sure but at least the words that Riley was speaking were not tortuous. Maybe they were really, maybe the girl actually forgave her for everything she put her through? Maybe she just pitied her? Once again it came down to an either way scenario in Cynthia's mind. It was the best she could hope for right then. 

	The more people around the more that Cynthia felt uneasy. She always felt uneasy, especially when alone. The voices screamed then but now there were so many people piling into the gym as everything was getting set up for the evening. Reaching out she clasped Rileys hand in hers, her free hand running along the back of it slowly as if she was mapping out something on the hand but in the end she just kept tracing a star pattern on her skin, over and over again. [color=f26522]"Stars, so many stars. Bright stars, faded stars, new stars, old stars. Points, see the points,"[/color] she said holding up Riley's hand to face and showing her the back of it before pulling it back down and tracing the pattern over and over again. She might have stayed there for hours if left alone but a voice snapped her out of it. Not, it wasn't the voice. It was the words. [i]Killer, Shady Pines"[/i] Those words made Cynthia release Riley from her fingers and her head started to turn slowly as Riley unleashed her words towards Atlas. 

	A smile came to Cynthia's lips, curling the edge of them like a cheshire cat as her eyes both widened and narrowed together; creating this demented look to come over her features. [color=f26522]"Hello Atlas,"[/color] she said in a cheery voice, a little too cheery. Then it happened. Cynthia snapped and the full crazy came out. She leapt up from her crouched position on the ground and tackled him with a mad laugh creeping out of her lips. [color=f26522]"Let Killer make you pretty!"[/color] she chortled as her fists balled up, straddling the man as she pinned his shoulders down with her knees and began to pummel into his face as if she was beating bread dough down for a second rise. [color=f26522]"Pretty! Pretty colors! Pretty Face! Reds and blues and blacks!"[/color] she cheered as she her fists contacted with skin and the blood began to splatter. 

[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=a187be]Adelaide Grimaldi[/color][/b][/h1]
[img]http://38.media.tumblr.com/fe560b17e8667ee5d843eefe1ff994be/tumblr_nndl4qllNV1rxi9lno1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Outside the Gym of Grimm High School
[b]Interacting With: [@Charnobylisk][/b][/center][hr]

	Ada held where she was, crouched down with her knees to her chest as she stared at the concrete in front of her. She couldn't believe what Marc has just told her on the phone. Jessica was dead? In her prom dress? What did it mean? What was going on? Her mind searched through the cloud of fog that was forming in it; going through everything she had read, everything she could remember. It was what Ada did every time something happened in her life. Something she hadn't planned on dealing with, when things blind sided her she went into place. She always had, even back in high school. She would get this glazed look on her features as she contemplated every last detail trying to work it out for herself. She had not had this look for sometime. It was the first thing to really make her mind swirl like this in years. 

	She had just spoken with Jessica yesterday, she had had lunch with the woman. They talked and caught up on what all they had been up to since graduation. Jessica had never moved away from Grimm except to go to college. The woman had majored in Ancient History and Literature. It had been nice to catch up with someone who held similar interests and thankfully Jessica had no want to know what all had happened between Ada and Kai. So she had not had to delve back into that painful memory. It had given her a bit of a break from questions she had had with others she had spoken with since returning to town and ones she knew would come up as the group started to get back together during the reunion. But now all that was shattered and there she was, glazed over, in thought, frozen like she had been after she had screamed the night of the prom. 

	The prom... Simone... Cynthia's dress. Oh god, was it happening all over again? If Jessica was killed and was in Ada's dress was this the beginning of all that once again? Ada wasn't sure but her gut told her that was what was going on and she knew she needed to know more, she needed to think more but the fog of the moment was set in and she felt lost unable to focus on anything. That was until Kai came to her side and began to speak. She had not heard his voice in so many years but without even looking she knew it was his. His voice had always been like a beacon calling to her, able to pull her out of her thoughts no matter how dense the fog that clouded them became. Slowly her eyes trailed up and there his were. Those deep pools of jaded greens and ambers staring right through her, piercing her soul. 

	She just held in her place, looking into his eyes as her lips trembled, trying to find the words to explain to him what was going on. She could feel her fingers flexing and clenching, shaking as she tried to catch her breath; trying to keep from reaching out to him like she had so many times so many years ago. Trying to keep from wrapping her arms around him and sinking into his chest for comfort. To bury her face against his frame like she had the night of the prom to find peace. Time seemed to slow, her lips parted; pearly teeth shining from beneath the dusty rose. It was moments before she finally blinked and cleared her throat, looking away from him. Averting her eyes before she did something she might regret; no, before she did something she wouldn't regret but would be surely pushed away from. From him. 

	Clearing her throat she fumbled for her phone, picking it up, the screen now cracked and the call having gone dead. [color=a187be]"I... Um... That was Marc... Jessica Flaggstaff was murdered last night..."[/color] she said quietly as she reached up and ran her fingers through her hair, trying to compose herself. Using the back of her fingers she dotted away the tears forming at the corner of her eyes. Her large chocolate brown doe eyes glistening as she tried not to cry right then. She had sworn after Kai had broken things off with her that he would never get to see her tears again. She wasn't about to break down the first time she had seen him after that night. She wouldn't let him have that gratification. 

	Slowly she looked back to Kai and held her breath. [color=a187be]"She was dressed in my prom dress Kai..."[/color] was all that she could manage to say. After his name left her lips she went silent, she didn't know what to say; she didn't know what to do. Why this? Why now? Why did he have to be there? Why couldn't he have been there so many years ago? Why did he have to be the one to be by her side when the world began to fall apart again?

[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=82ca9d]Marc Tender[/color][/b][/h1]
[img]http://media.tumblr.com/725f12774bc5915a98120bec789a3865/tumblr_inline_mw9e57TA3O1relgon.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Grimm County Library
[b]Interacting With: Ada on the phone, Kai via Text Message [/b][/center][hr]

	[color=82ca9d]"Ada? Ada?!?"[/color] Marc yelled into his phone as the line went dead. [color=82ca9d]"Shit,"[/color] he muttered as he looked at the call end screen. Why had the line gone dead? Maybe they just lost connection. Marc tried redialing her several times but it went straight to voice mail. He couldn't leave the scene right then, Tim needed his help and even if he didn't Marc wouldn't have left. Another one of his classmates had been murdered, that meant there was a killer on the loose and he wasn't about to go running off to the reunion to check on people and have fun right then when there could be a clue lurking about that the local PD might miss. They were not used to murders in Grimm, the one at prom had been the first in decades and there had not been one since. He was not even sure if they had an homicide detectives there. 

	Looking back down at his phone he sent a text to the one person he knew for a fact was there with Ada right then, Kai. [color=82ca9d]"She's gonna kill me for this..."[/color] he grumbled as he sent a text through to Kai. 

[center][color=82ca9d][b]To Kai:[/b]
Murder, victim Jessica Flaggstaff - Scene set up just like Simones; including prom dress. Ada's prom dress. I know you were just with Ada, do NOT let her out of your sight! [/color][/center]

	With that he hit send and went to work as he slipped his phone into his vest pocket. It was going to be a long day.