[center][hr][hr][img]https://image.ibb.co/hHTZ3p/pro.gif[/img][hr][color=536d78][b]Date:[/b][/color] Monday May 23rd, 2017[hr][/center]
[color=536d78][b]Road To Grimm:[/b][/color] The guy that walked out of the gas station didn't look up from the ground as he walked before he got into gray Honda and pulled out of the gas station, turning and driving off. Roy came out holding a plastic bag filled with stuff as he walked back over to the car. Setting up the pump he started to fill up the tank. Pulling out a three bottles he handed them over to Cecily. "Didn't know if you wanted no pulp, some pulp, or a lot of pulp so I just grabbed all three," he said as he handed them to her through the window. Looking in the bag he searched around before pulling out a red looking box and set it on the dashboard in front of her. It was a box of animal crackers. "In case you got hungry," he added.

	Once he was finished filling up the car he tightened down the gas cap and climbed into the driver seat. Pulling out Mountain Dew he downed it real fast and then pulled out another, shoving it in one of the cup holders. "Hrm, wonder if Tim minds if I eat in here," he said before shrugging and pulling out a bag of chex mix and ripping it open. He pulled a little too hard and the pieces of chex, pretzels, and other stuff flew all over the place. "Well fuck," he said as he started picking some up and brushing the rest on the floor board. Grinning with a mouthful he pulled out a slim jim and shoved it in his mouth as he turned the car on. "Alright, let's go," he said biting down on it as he pulled out of the gas station. 

[color=536d78][b]Chicago, Illinois:[/b][/color] Over in the church the father nodded slightly and pushed the box aside. Resting back in his seat he pulled out the drawer of his desk, searching around he found a note pad and a pencil. A quick shove and it was closed as he reached over his desk and set it down on the other side for Caesar to use. "Then just write down what you want me to pass along," he said as he leaned back in his seat once again. "Though, if what Joaquin has told me is true I hope it isn't through his daughter, I don't think we have enough food in the city to feed her," he said with a slight chuckle. (Granted, due to earlier issues with pressing over the line with said NPC, a reminder is being placed that Thalia is decommissioned for this RP unless she is brought in as a full character - so she can't be used period.) 

	Resting his knuckles against the side of his jaw, Atticus waited for Caesar to put down exactly what he needed to relay through the church to his old mentor. "Rome might have gotten further for a time but we are still standing, like cockroaches after nuclear war. We aren't going anywhere as long as the Latin America's and Irish are on board," he said with a shrug. There was something to be said about the Irish and the Mexicans. They were so far apart but in the end they were nearly identical. Large families, heavy in Catholicism, drank, fought, had colorful festivals, mom was usually the most feared in the family even if dad was the toughest. There was a lot more from that. Granted looking at the Padre he looked to be a split mix of the two. 

	Claire looked over towards Keystone and nodded. "Really? Cool. Well next time she is in the states I'll let ya know, maybe yous can join us for some karaoke," she said with a smile. "Blue's a hoot." Claire didn't seem like she was teasing but she did laugh. "Should have been with us one night out in London, god we's were sloshed," she added remembering the last night before she left the tour. She still had a scar from it. Loads of fun in her book.  Stepping out of the car she shrugged a bit. "I actually met Alicia tossing her ass out of the backstage. She was trying to get something signed for someone," she said as she shouldered her bag. "We kept in touch but didn't talk personal shit, I was undecided about taking the job for a while." 

	Shutting the door she pocketed her keys. As he mentioned her friend, Claire sighed a bit. "Tasha," she said quietly. "Natasha, Dr. Brinne. We were friends but me brother was smitten with her, couldn't exactly blame him. Pretty, smart, and with a spinning hook kick that could shatter concrete. Well when she was feeling good." Leaning against the car she crossed her arms over her chest and kicked at the ground a bit. "Bitch was too stubborn, should have been resting, not flying half way 'cross the world but hey, that was her." Adding a shrug she stiffened her upper lip and motioned for Keystone to follow her. "Come on let's get you a ride so you can get back to the boss."

	There was a nod from Adelaide. "Oh I am pretty sure they are," she said as she sat there. "I got a package from Lawson a few days after he died, said to keep it safe until he or Marc could get it. What the fuck to do with it now I don't know. Turn it over or start digging," she said as she sat there gripping the wet and worn out tissue in her hand. "Kai is gonna kill me if I get mixed up in this shit storm. We left Grimm for a reason," she muttered under her breath. Sitting there she stared at the ground and sighed. "Seriously you want a job? You know how to dig better than I do." Seemed she had decided to say fuck it and start digging. "Maybe I'll get a fucking answer."

	Zoie nodded as she stood there. "Yeah, Juno had a file on him a mile long, on him and some fucker named Roberts who owned a security company over seas. It was part of the information I swiped from the party the other night," she said as she pulled a small SD card from her pocket. "Among other things." Flipping it over in her fingers before tucking it back in deep, well as deep as she could, they were female jeans. They weren't exactly known for pockets. "I know some higher end places. Think I saw some food boxes on their car when we came in, must be a cheaper place close. Oh I do know a cafe, good food and drinks, more of a bar setting. We got a little time. I can get us to Grimm by nightfall if we leave in the next hour or two," she added before turning and heading out of the bathroom. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana ([url=https://i.ibb.co/vBryJmf/ar121729041222794.jpg]Grimaldi Manor[/url]):[/b][/color] The drive over to Adelaide's parents house, better known in the area as Grimaldi Manor, was rather uneventful. Things around town seemed calm now that the fire had been put out from the plane crash. The smoke was white now coming up from the tree line off in the distance and the smell of smoke was starting to clear. Granted, there were a couple sets of people huddled on sidewalks looking over there, pointing a finger or two, and speaking. Small town breeds gossip and a plane crash was something new in the area. No one had even known there was a working runway down in those woods. There used to be one but as far as anyone was concerned no one used it anymore. The Grimaldi's were the wealthiest family in town and if they didn't use it no one would. 

	Pulling up to the house everything seemed calm. The place looked still and empty. Not empty as no one lived there, but just empty as far as no one would be home. That wasn't uncommon this time of the year. Adelaide's parents were known for traveling a good part of the year since Adelaide had graduated high school and since she now lived in Chicago they spent very little time at home. That wouldn't matter, her close friends knew where the spare key was kept out in the garden hidden. Riley would know where to start looking. The land surrounding the house was open with old large trees dotting the property. A swimming pool and tennis courts were around back. Yet, even for everyone being gone, it was too quiet. No birds chirping in the trees, no sounds of squirrels rushing up the bark of the trees. And one single orange balloon floating by the front door.