[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Amy Chang[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://img.buzzfeed.com/buzzfeed-static/static/2016-04/7/4/enhanced/webdr09/anigif_enhanced-3320-1460018239-2.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Mountain View Cemetery
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@Morose][hr][hr][/center]

	[color=a187be]"I don't get paid enough for this shit,"[/color] Amy muttered as she looked around. There was no gas can about in the ambulance but there was rubbing alcohol and lots of it. She grabbed every bottle she could get her hands on and the two tanks of oxygen. Searching through the cab she found on of the EMT's lighters and shoved it in her pocket before she wheeled the detective up the hill and over by a crypt. 

	Glancing around she found a shovel, hey it's there. This is a graveyard after all and they aren't burying those bodies with their bare hands. Well maybe someone is but not her. She has a trusty shovel now. Slamming the tip of the thing into the ground she started to dig as quickly as she could. She wanted to get out of there and get a drink as soon as possible because even if it did blind her she was really considering those bottles of rubbing alcohol right then. 

	[color=a187be]"Okay, I want my parking tickets taken care of a handicap sticker for my fucking car when I get done with this shit. I ain't walking anywhere anymore. Front parking, that's right. I want front fucking parking,"[/color] she muttered as she dug. That and a lot of other things but they were mostly just a slew of cuss words that were enough to make a sailor blush in multiple languages. 

	Once she hit the casket she opened it up and grunted at the smell. [color=a187be]"Christ on a cracker that stinks,"[/color] she said as she hopped out of the grave and grabbed the alcohol. Opening the bottles she poured it over the body and then tossed in the oxygen tanks on top of it after turning them on full release. Lighting the lighter she pulled out a wad of cotton and lit it on fire before tossing it in and running over to the side of the crypt and ducking down next to the detective. 

	[color=a187be]"Big fucking boom,"[/color] she warned as she cupped her hands over his head and placed her body over his just in case they got rained down by something. Granted they were on the other side of a large building made of stone and marble, it had a large over hang, and the boom would happen six feet down but better safe than sorry right?


[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Danica Graves[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://i.imgur.com/lax6Qc5.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Her Hotel Room
[b]Interacting With:[/b] No One[hr][hr][/center]

	Yeah, you see that bird that Danica is flipping in her image? That is her mindset right now. Sure she might not be cramping, sure everything is calm but she ain't stupid. That ain't Lassie out there and even if it was and even if Timmy had fallen down a well she isn't moving but her happy spot on her bed. She has no bone to throw the dog, unless you count the ones she is currently using you know to stay alive. So yeah, fuck that dog, fuck him to hell and back because Danica is staying right where she is. It's sleeping time anyways right? Bad omen  her ass, the whole town is a bad omen and what happened the last time someone saw the Grimm? Yeah, Harry we remember that shit! And I seriously doubt that is Danica's Godfather coming to help her kill one who must not be named.