[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Amy Chang[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://az616578.vo.msecnd.net/files/2016/05/16/635990210541662071-1108165160_8.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Altsoba Memorial
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Lucy and Hanson[hr][hr][/center]

	Amy didn't get an answer and she rolled her eyes. As the woman appeared she shielded her eyes for a moment before perking a brow. It seemed like a lovers spat to her. Great, just fucking great, that was all she needed. Why did these fucking things happen to her? Before yesterday her life was as normal as she would allow it to be. Right now she felt like she was in the middle of a really bad soft ball game and all the players were drunk. 

	Glancing over towards Hanson she grunted. [color=a187be]"Time to go,"[/color] she said as she grabbed his arm and wrapped it over her shoulder. She knew it would hurt him but there really wasn't much of a choice. She wasn't going to stick around and see who won. With the way they were carrying on, and her luck, she would end up beheaded. Dashing out, Hanson on one shoulder, her bag on the other she moved until she could find a wheel chair and dumped the man unceremoniously into the contraption before she jumped behind it and ran down the hallway, pushing him as she went. 

	Every so often glancing over her shoulder. It was time to get the fuck out of the hospital. Making a quick stop at the supply closet she grabbed a few thing, and then grabbed some meds out of the pharmacy. [color=a187be]"Detective Hanson, you are here by discharged,"[/color] she said as she pushed him out of the hospital and she made her way to her car. She had an idea of where they could go, she just hoped that she could get them there quick enough. Why she bothered to take the patient with her she had no idea as she drove off but she was a doctor, and still had a job to do even if the next place she tended to his wounds wasn't in the OR. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=silver]Belladonna Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/ilUmjoXuoCGBi/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Crypt Manor: Kitchen Area
[b]Interacting With:[/b] The Hubby [@Pundii], Mecurial, among others[hr][hr][/center]

	[color=silver]"Oh my love, when you put it that way it makes you sound positively ancient. As if you were raised from the grave and walk this earth to do nothing but stalk the night, chilling the hearts of those whom you pass,"[/color] Belladonna said in a silvery voice as it rolled over her tongue. [color=silver]"Sensuous my own, that's my job."[/color] Her voice purred as she spoke, never paying notice, or one would think, to what was happening around her. Her eyes following her lovers as he moved across the room, herself still fighting as he did but the desire for him ever radiating in her deep eyes. 

	Turning as she witnessed what happened to her daughter made her shoulders slouch just in the slightest. [color=silver]"Oh my, that is enough. My love, please retrieve our daughter,"[/color] she said as her whip wrapped and tucked around her own waist. She was becoming quite vexed the entire situation. It was keeping her from an intimate shower with her husband and harming her daughter in the process. Though it didn't show on the outside, her anger was growing rapidly. Very little caused the witch to become vexed, yet when it happened she was not one to let it go easily. 

	[color=silver]"I grow tired of this..."[/color] Making a quick adjustment of her long tendril like sleeves her fingers fanned and arched as she spoke in a cold tone as spoke sharp words in Latin. As she spoke and the words rolled over her tongue the concoction that had landed on the floor and what remained in the caldron started to take a life of it's own, it shifting into a dark mass of a tar like substance as he moved along the floor, tendrilling up and around the legs of the incoming horde that seemed to refuse to stop. Catching their limbs as if it were tar. Winding through flesh and bone. The more they struggled she hoped the more it would rip them apart. 

	[color=silver]"Do take our daughter out the front if you would my love,"[/color] she said as she stepped towards the front of the house, pulling her hands this way and that to drive open a path for them. As she reached the front door it flew up. [color=silver]"I do believe it is time I cleaned house."[/color]