Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~! Cool deal Sig Wig. Thank you Lady~ <3
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Awesome. @Lady Amalthea wanna do a collab for Clem and Darren? I don't mind starting it since I know you're hectic. If I start it now then that means that it should be ready before the 7 day mark (I'd usually try get it for 3-4 days but my mother's birthday is tomorrow so visiting her after work and then taking her out on Wednesday night too) >.<
@Dragoknighte Maurice and Imogen collab? :D
@Dragoknighte Maurice and Imogen collab? :D
Will get a post out tomorrow. Sorry for the delay, had quite a few things happen this week that have taken my time and energy but I do promise that tomorrow there will be a post showing exactly what Valona/Norsa is going to do to Malkus for his stunt.
@Lady Amalthea @POOHEAD189 Right, I added a little extra to my post so that it wasn't so lacking. It is still a little bleh but it'll do for now. :)
Location: Grimm H.S.: Outside >> Coach's Office
Interacting With: Marc
Interaction Tags: @Lady Amalthea
She felt the warmth of Marc surrounding her and it only made her want to scream but she was so upset at everything that her throat felt as though it were practically closed over on itself. She was surprised that she could still even breathe. He was holding her much tighter than she ever remembered him holding her all those years ago. She wanted to question him but her brain couldn't thread the words together, instead she fell into his body and let him support her right then. It was all she could do so she might as well do it.
Her thoughts drifted to her work and then she realised that she was out in public and needed to get herself together but... she couldn't. That is when she felt Marc lifting her into his arms and she could do nothing but blink rapidly in confusion as he carried into the gym hall through the more subtle side door and brought her into the coach's office away from the others in the gym hall and out of the public eye.
Marc moved them both onto the sofa and she curled her legs up underneath herself as she moulded her body into the side of him. Her head resting on his chest as her left arm slipped around his waist to hold him tightly and her right hand gripped the front of his vest as she cried into him. Minutes passed with no noise beyond Ashley's sobs and whimpers. Eventually they became less frequent and her throat didn't seem so tight. Ash looked up to Marc's face and pursed her lips as she sat upright, her hands smoothing down her hair and dabbing at the mascara running down her cheeks.
Glancing down at her fingertips, Ashley huffed a little and looked to Marc. "So much for being waterproof..." Her attempts at mild humour to break the silence was probably in poor taste but she had to do something to stop herself from crying. She knew Atlas was an ass, but he could be really sweet too... Sure she hadn't spoken to him in almost a decade but she had cared for him deeply when they were together even if they weren't the best fit as a couple. Glancing around, Ash tried to find her purse but couldn't see it anywhere.
"Shit... my purse. I threw it outside. Marc, c-could you... could you please get it for me? I don't think I can handle going out there looking like this..." She knew she owed him an apology for breaking down on him but she didn't want him to not take her seriously because she looked a complete and utter mess. Plus her phone was in her purse and if anyone in the media found it they'd do whatever they had to in order to get inside of it. She shouldn't have thrown it away but with everything... she had been dumb. Her face fell as she realised she had accused Marc of playing a prank on her and she winced internally. She definitely owed him an apology...
@Salrynn Uhhh... you double posted... why?
Sorry that the post is so small, I'll maybe add more to it tomorrow if no one else posts before then. :)
Location: Hotel Shikha
Interacting With: Claire, Alcander, Murphy
Date: Early Evening/August 1st, 2016
Interaction Tags: @Lady Amalthea @POOHEAD189
Cass chuckled at Claire's words and leaned back in the corner of the booth and smiled brightly at Alcander as he came over and sat beside her. He must not have been so shy after all, time would tell though. "Aye, ye can say that again."
Smirking over at Murphy, Cass knew exactly where this was going and she leaned forward on the table and looked over her shoulder at Claire, grinning from ear to ear before laughing at the suggestion from her about her brother's ability to sing. "Hells naw! I'm not missin' out on this!" Cass tucked her feet up onto the booth seat and she placed all of her body weight on the table surface as she leaned on it, letting the cool wood help with the work of the air conditioning.
It only took a matter of minutes before Cass decided that she didn't want to be sitting on the sidelines and she scrambled over the top of the table and landed on the floor gracefully before running towards the stage with Murphy. "Fancy a duet?" Cass began to finger through another folder with music choices and grinned as she saw quite a few that took her liking but since Murphy had beaten her to the discovery of this wonderful past time he could get first choice. At least this time...
Turning to look at Claire, Cass gave a wave and then fired a finger gun towards her best friend and winked at her, grinning the entire time like a fool. Claire was all too aware of how much Cass liked doing bad singing despite her ability to actually sing. Cass actually wondered if Claire would warn Alcander that he was in for double the fun if Murphy was as bad as Claire made him out to be.
Sorry it took much longer than expected. Post is now up.
Svetlana Volkov
Location: Boston Heights: Courtyard – The Block Party
The party seemed to be in full swing, Lana was happily chatting amongst her neighbours, having drinks and a good time. The music was making her sway from side to side as she watched the people around her, reading them and taking in their little habits and quirks to try and get to know them better. Everything was smooth and nice and then... bam. Everything was turned the fuck upside down and Lana cursed under her breath as she saw the body falling from the building. She knew what was inevitably coming. There had been another murder and Lana was at the scene. A scene meant there would be cops, cops meant there would be questions, questions meant that they'd be looking into her past. That was not something she had to deal with right now.
Edging way from the table slightly as she watched the body falling in what seemed like slow motion, Lana considered running and going back to her apartment but something, she's not sure exactly what, stopped her from moving from her spot. Instead, her hand rose as she pointed at the falling body and she had a deadpan look on her face but her eyes looked as though they were screaming in terror as her mouth was left slightly agape as she watched the poor woman's body plummeting to the ground where she watched it crumple into the table that was her unsuspecting target area.
Lana watched the chaos unfold and simply stood back from the table as everyone else fussed and moved around. Shock and a sombre attitude were going to be Lana's best friend right now. The cops never pushed someone that was in a state of shock for too much information. She'd bring the waterworks out later, for now her expression was one of sorrow and confusion. She stood away as she watched people fussing and yelling around the body of the victim, she looked familiar to Lana but she couldn't place her face to a door number. Shame really but Lana had seen worse things, been through some terrible things, in her life that made her more numb to moments of extreme emotional disrupt.
Keeping herself detached from the commotion, Lana monitored what was going on as best she could. She saw the detective, the new hot guy and some other guy claiming to be a detective run into the building that the latest victim had fallen from. Others fussed around the body and a few others began to shift the media away from the scene as best they could, but the majority of people just stood and gawked, some tears could be heard, screams of surprise and anguish and upset too. None of it phased Lana though but she definitely wasn't her usual self but probably only Lyle would notice anything was wrong with her.
Lorna Dunn
Location: Boston Heights: Courtyard – The Block Party
The party went from casual, breezy and happy to horrible, emotional and hectic within seconds. Lorna instinctively grabbed her pistol from the back of her pants and aimed the gun upwards from where she thought the body may have fallen from but it was hard to tell due to the angle of her point of view. She didn't think she could see anything which pissed her off to no end. Glancing around, Lorna fell into work mode and began to check on the people in the vicinity. She spotted that one of the neighbours was hurt, the rockstar called Riley. Lorna moved over and gave her a quick glance over but it appeared that she had no immediate injuries so she moved on and spotted the media beginning to snake their way into the mix.
"Not so fu--fast. This is not the place for the media, this is an active crime scene. Please step back." Lorna had to stop herself from swearing at the vermin that were known as the media. She was on the job now, swearing was unbecoming of a security specialist and she knew that El Jefe would kill her for swearing before anyone had flipped her lid the wrong way. She had to remember his training.
A news reporter huffed at Lorna and began to peer around her body as if she was just an irritating lightpost. Lorna waved her hand in front of their face and repeated her statement. Same reaction but this time she was shoved into. Lorna forcefully moved the reporter away from pushing around her and repeated her sentence for a third time. "Get the fuck out of my way, bitch! This is the story of the year!!!"
Lorna took a deep breath and shook her head before grabbing the reporter and placing him in a hold lock that she was trained to use without harming her target. She moved them away and released them with a single word warning. "Be-fuckin'-gone." Turning to see where El Jefe and Leash were, her eyes locked with Caesar's and she had to stop herself from laughing at his words. She'd already been on the clock, he just didn't know it yet. Making her way back towards her boss, Lorna happened near Lawson and Alicia found them and asked what had happened. "Gunshot wound. Fallen body. Building just there." She nodded her head to the under construction building from where the body had fallen.
She had spotted some guys running into the building but she had no idea why. She hoped they were trained to deal with crime scenes otherwise they were going to be fucking it up monumentally. Lorna held her hands to her hips and grunted, shaking her head before walking with Alicia over to El Jefe by the crime scene. Hearing Caesar's words she sighed and, despite knowing it was coming, Lorna got a little pissed off knowing that her day off was turning into a working event. She loved her work, but she'd been looking forward to relaxing.
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