[hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/nn5VWsV.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/XRra6ku.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/1tJdWt7.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/dIfRnRE.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/y8f0UJw.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/H9epPjR.png[/img] [b][code]The Beach House.[/code][/b][hr][hider=Garbage - The Chemicals][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WRPbsW5j8bo[/youtube][/hider][hr][/center] [quote=Maya][color=FireBrick]“Accomplish both today? In one day?”[/color][/quote] Now Claudette was starting to understand why Agatha left cursing them out and Kayla ghosted them. "Your negativity is noted, but unwarranted." Claudette had to resist rolling her eyes and putting a bit of venom in her words. "I should have said we will take as much time that is [i]neccessary[/i]." That was the keyword here... unfortunately a lot of the Coven was unaware of what the word necessary meant. [quote=Maya][color=FireBrick]“I hate to suggest it, but what about DENs? Don’t they have tabs on a whole bunch of supernatural? Not that I’d want to be more in debt to them or anything.”[/color][/quote] "You just want to see your little girly-boyfriend, Maya," Emily spoke as she had a cocky grin on her face and crossed her arms. Now, she didn't trust the DENS, not one tiny bit... maybe that had something to do with getting tear-gassed and then shot in the ass, but she would still be skeptical without those little incidents. What was more concerning is that they managed to turn one of their sisters to their side. Emily turned her head towards Lyss for a second and held her tongue. "I would prefer not to involve the DENS," Claudette softly yet surely answered. Even if the DENS had an easy way to solve their problems, Claudette knew that it would just open a whole new can of worms. It would be the same with making a deal with the Hound. Not to mention if they'll even help in the first place. "They seem to have their hands full anyhow..." However, Herik came up with an idea that Claudette didn't think of. [quote=Herik]"What about Kimberly Walton? She was in contact with Agatha before she left. I'm sure she could help us."[/quote] "Kim..." Madison muttered to herself as she realized that she hadn't talked to that girl in awhile. It kinda felt selfish to ghost her like that after she got what she wanted. However, she kept her mouth shut for now. Now, Emily had her doubts about Kimberly, given that she was a big celebrity but honestly she'd take some weirdo Ghost Hunter over the DENS at this point. "I hate to be the bearer of bad news," Emily spoke up as she tried to put this in the least harsh way she could. "But, Agatha isn't with us anymore nor is she even responding to us. And to be honest; good riddance. It sounds like a good idea but how are we supposed to even get in contact with her? She probably has trillions of horndogs and simps vying for her attention. How are we supposed to stand out? Line her fucking pocke-" "... I got her number, calm down," Madison cut Emily off because she was starting to get on her nerves with all the talking. Suddenly, the opposite of what she wanted to happen at this meeting happened. Not the whole "voting her out" question because, honestly, she wasn't worried about that (she did kind of want to take all their booze before she left). What she didn't want was to draw attention to herself after what happened yesterday. However, that was the price she had to pay for getting Emily to shut the fuck up. Emily tilted her head at Madison. First Lyss is in bed with the DENS, now it turns out Madison had a famous Ghost Hunter at her beck and call - but never mentioned it. "... And you know her [i]how?[/i]" "She helped me out awhile back, it's a long story," Madison answered. "Can we even trust her?" Emily asked. Claudette didn't think about asking Kimberly for help before, but she wasn't particularly opposed to it. Honestly, it would be a better bet than asking the DENS for help, even if Claudette was scorned by the gal last time they encountered each other. The supernatural expert probably knows somebody who can help them without having to deal with a shady government agency or the Hound. Though, she could understand Emily's concern... even if Emily is a pain in the ass a lot of the time. "She assisted me before," Claudette started, "I can say we can trust her... if not, then I will deal with it." "Fine," Emily shrugged. Honestly, if it blows up in their face, it wasn't like she was losing anything! "Maybe we shouldn't call her-" Emily cut herself off after realizing there were probably far worse people out here that knew their location. Probably Madison's sisters were a bit... hesitant to call Kimberly. However... like Maya was probably thinking, they didn't have a whole lot of other options right now. Maybe she might be able to save face. So, Madison pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts... [hr][center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/m7zZQBg.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/TqpHQos.png[/img] [img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjY2LmJjYTgyZi5VR1Z1Ym5rZ1RHRjNjMjl1LjAA/fake-boss.regular.png[/img] [b][code]Kimberly's Motel Room.[/code][/b][/center] [hr] After the disastrous attempt to gain information from Luther Saul, Kimberly was scrolling the internet. She was sitting on her bed, hunched over while typing away at her laptop. She went through all sorts of social media, and chatted with her various fans - some of which she knew was Extra-Normal. Kimberly knew it wasn't a good thing that people out there were willing to share their darkest secrets with a person that they never met before, and that she shouldn't exploit it at all. Yet to save Annabelle's life, she would try anything. She was still wearing the same clothes that she had wore to bed, and she still intended on wearing it. It was a pink polka dot bra and panties, and her hair was all over the place.... and she also kinda stank and needed a shower. However, she didn't want to even miss the possibility of a lead on Annabelle or finding [i]someone[/i] that can cure her. "Yo Kim," Rowan said as he walked into the motel room holding a red and white Chick-fil-A bag. "I got extra honey-roasted, like you asked." "Thanks," Kimberly said as Rowan handed her a chicken sandwich as he sat on the side of the bed eating chicken tenders. He dipped it in ranch sauce as Kimberly went right back to work and Rowan looked off to the side awkward. "Soooo...." Rowan trailed off. "So?" "How are things going?" "Terribly," Kimberly answered, "Annabelle's probably gearing up for another murder spree... if she hadn't already gone on one. Saul's cult will probably create more problems. And we're in the middle of it trying to make sense. But I'm holding on. If... that's what you're wondering." She awkwardly smiled at Rowan through her glasses. "Yeah," Rowan said. However, their discussion was interrupted when the phone buzzed for a second. Maybe it was Penny voicing her annoyance as per usual but after grabbing it, it was a familiar name. [quote][b][code]Madison Brown 4:43 PM. Yo Kim i know its been awhile. I kinda need your help Madison Brown 4:43 PM. Well a few people need your help Me. 4:44 PM Who? Madison Brown 4:45 PM The Coven i heard that you met Agatha when she was the leader Madison Brown 4:45 PM Sis bailed [/code][/b][/quote] Well, that would explain why Agatha stopped answering her text messages, but Madison Brown was somebody she hadn't heard from in a few months... from what she can infer, she was apart of the Coven. "The Coven..." Kimberly muttered to herself as she finally found them. Or they found her [quote][b][code]Me 4:47 What do you all need help with? Me 4:47 ... None of you made a deal with the Hound, right? Madison Brown 4:48 God no. Some of us have curses and they think you can help us[/code][/b][/quote] Kimberly narrowed her eyes for a second. It took a few minutes of thinking before she came up with a reply. [quote][b][code]Me 4:52 Send me a picture of where you are and give me a few minutes Madison Brown 4:52 rd[/code][/b][/quote] That was before Kimberly went from Madison Brown to Penny and shot her friend a text message. [b][code]Me 4:53 Penny, can you come to my room? It's important.[/code][/b] Kimberly might as well have just yelled out the window to where Penny was snuffing out the remains of a cigarette on the cracked asphalt of the parking lot while trying to avoid looking at any of the other motel guests. Penny knew she had no place to complain—really she should be grateful that Kimberly had even put her up in a room—but couldn't someone with that YouTube afford a place where "Free Cable TV!" wasn't the only amenity? It didn't even have a pool. Not that Penny would set foot in the same water with the family of seven that were crammed into the room next to hers, regardless of the amount of chlorine. Not that Penny would have time for a leisurely swim anyway, all things considered. Still, it would've been nice to have known that there could've been a pool for her to miss out on. Her sun hat provided her the shade needed to see Kimberly's message in the otherwise oppressively bright lot. Important? Penny's heart sank. So Rowan had snitched on her after all. What a punk. It wasn't like she had taken all of his waffle fries and, besides, she had been joking about sending the bag of food across the state line and, more importantly, he should've asked her if she wanted anything anyway. She wiped her mouth with the back of her lip to disperse any betraying salt and prepared herself for the tribunal. Slinking across the lot, Penny knocked on Kimberly's door without even hesitating to grab the handle and try to open it. It was still unlocked from Rowan entering just moments ago. As she stepped in she said, [color=goldenrod]"Look, if this is about the fries then I'm sorry and I'll go get some"[/color]—Penny turned her head the second she saw Kimberly sitting in her underwear and her already high-pitched voice managed to squeak into a higher octave—[color=goldenrod]"Son of a bitch, why'd none of y'all ever wear any clothes!"[/color] "It's okay," Kimberly shrugged as she seemed blase about it. "We're all friends here." She said completely nonchalantly like that was a normal thing for her. It was unimportant to Kimberly. Because she had more important things to care about other than modesty right now. Penny, however, had taken to rummaging around the room, looking for a shirt or a towel to chuck at Kimberly. "I don't know if you know, but there's a Coven of Witches here in Tampa aaaand... one of them just... contacted me," Kimberly started rather awkwardly as she just shook her head as she cut to the chase. "... You remember Jordan, right? My... best friend." [color=goldenrod]"Oh. Shit,"[/color]said Penny, letting the shirt that had to be Rowan's drop to the floor. She turned towards Kimberly and sat on the edge of the bed. She toyed with the hem of her sundress. Penny didn't have the greatest of memory, in part due to her Abstraction, but how was that even a question? Penny hadn't been close to Jordan, but Jordan had been one of them. Penny let her shoulders drop and gave Kimberly a soft, if pained, smile. [color=goldenrod]"Of course I remember her,"[/color] said Penny gently. She remembered everyone they had lost, even if she couldn't recall their faces. [color=goldenrod]"But what does she have to do with witches?"[/color] Kimberly paused for a few seconds as she was about to say something that Penny wasn't privy to, nor did she plan on informing her. "... It's her cousin, she's asking for our help," She said and she knew from the look on her face that wasn't good enough. "I think we should at least hear them out, they [i]might[/i] have somebody that can help with Annabelle... I mean I literally have no other leads right now." [color=goldenrod]"Well, if we have no other options then we gotta take it, right? But..."[/color] Penny trailed off. She was about to say that if they couldn't help them with Annabelle then the two of them shouldn't waste their time helping the Coven, but then she thought better. Penny wouldn't listen to someone tell them that she shouldn't help out the family of her dead best friend, so why would she try and do the same to Kimberly? She exhaled, leaned back, and snapped as she pointed at Kimberly. [color=goldenrod]"But you're doing the talking this time,"[/color] said Penny. "Good," Kimberly finally got up from the bed and headed towards the shower. "I'm going to take a shower and then we'll go." [hr][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/nn5VWsV.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/XRra6ku.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/1tJdWt7.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/dIfRnRE.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/y8f0UJw.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/H9epPjR.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/m7zZQBg.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/TqpHQos.png[/img] [b][code]The Beach House.[/code][/b][hr][hider=Miro Shot - Heavens Gate][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYWSOqpvz90[/youtube][/hider][hr][/center] In a flash of light, the three appeared at the beach house at the pool-slide. Kimberly stood there wearing an Adidas T-shirt, camouflage shorts, and combat boots and she had her polaroid camera in both hands. Rowan was at her side wearing tan cargo shorts and a black shirt... while Penny was wearing her sundress. She looked around at the various faces and then she smiled...awkwardly at that. "... Hi." Kimberly tried to break the silence. "Hey Kim," Madison said. "You... thank you." "We thought you weren't showing up for a second there," Emily crossed her arms as she said. Now, they only asked for help from Kimberly, not her little entourage. Thankfully, they kept the cameras away. "I tried to get here as soon as I could," Kimberly recognized Vashti and Claudette... small world, eh? She had no choice who anyone else was. "So, what do you all need help with?" She tried to feign that she would help them... honestly if they didn't have anything useful she would have no choice but to turn and leave. Some part of her was [i]hoping[/i] that they would be the key to stopping Annabelle. Little did she know she would be very disappointed.