[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] Dr. Sorreast[hr][hr][/center]

	Dr. Chang watched Sorreast carefully, seeing the blood made her brows raise and she took a step back as she came towards her and stopped. [color=a187be]"Oh fuck that,"[/color] she said quickly as she stood there, her hand going into the pocket of her lab coat, the container of salt still there. She didn't know what was going on but she wasn't about to be caught off guard again with all the shit that had been going on over the last twenty-four hours. 

	Hearts being kicked into the air, people coming back from the dead, bodies turning to ash outside, windows being shattered out, bodies burning and more. Yeah, fuck that indeed. One hand was on the salt container which was now open and the other was in her other pocket gripping around the softball she kept with her at all times. 

	[color=a187be]"Don't know what the fuck is going on but I am not about to say any word of confirmation or agreement. So yeah, fuck that, fuck you, and fuck off,"[/color] she said as she eyed Sorreast. If she had to she would run, she needed to check on the detective anyways and see how he was recovering. Yeah, that was plenty of an excuse to up and fucking leave at that point. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=82ca9d]Danica Graves[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mch9wcsgen1qgwf7j.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Alistair Apartments
[b]Interacting With:[/b] That mangy mutt (I am waiting for Scooby and the Gang to show up now...)[hr][hr][/center]

	Danica huffed and banged on the door some more, the dog scratching at the bottom of the door as well. This was getting to be a pain, she was just trying to return a damn dog to it's own, during the end of the world no less. [color=82ca9d]"I should get a fucking Peace Prize for being a goddamn girl scout after watching a demon turn to ash in front of me,"[/color] she muttered to herself before banging the door again and again. 

	Finally she tried the knob but it was locked, as what she figured. The dog managed to paw at the mat and move it a bit. A glint is silver showing from underneath and Danica cocked a brow. Pushing the dog aside and moved the mat only to see a key there. Shrugging she picked it up and placed it into the lock. Opening the door she stepped in slowly, the dog wagging his tail as he trotted in with her. Closing the door behind her she slipped the key in her pocket and relocked the door. Not wanting anyone else to follow her. 

	Before anything else she checked the rooms to see if anyone was home and was perhaps either just still sleeping or in the shower. Seeing no one there she went back to the living room and began to look around. [color=82ca9d]"I suddenly feel like Dorthy from the Wizard of Oz... Hanson, Moses, and Satan. Oh my...."[/color] she said as she sat down ad started photographing anything of interest with her cell phone. The dog coming over to her and wanting some attention. She petted him softly as she kept up what she was doing. 

	
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=silver]Belladonna Crypt[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/tFYwRrgJOcsJa/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Crypt Manor
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Perfection[hr][hr][/center]

	Belladonna stirred the caldron slowly, her head turning just ever so slightly as she heard the cat come down the stairs. Looking a simple curl came to the corner of her lips. Then the sound of the guillotine rang out. [color=silver]"Ever testing me she is,"[/color] she said in a wispy voice before turning her attention back to the concoction before her. It smelled absolutely horrific. It was wonderful. 

	Feeling her beloved come up her cheeks raised as she smiled, feeling his warm lips to the cool of her skin. Truly a surreal feeling, his fire, her ice. It created quite the steamy situation at times, especially when night fell. Turning slowly her fingers left the large spoon as it fell silently against the caldron and her arms rested against his chest. Lightly they moved over his golden fabric as her eyes came to his. 

	[color=silver]"Truly melancholy, I would have it no other way. I was pleasantly surprised to see a burning body this morning when I tended to the roses. Though I dare say I feel that he was cooked too quickly. It would make for a tough use,"[/color] she said in an airy voice as her finger came up and a single red tipped nail ran across his the line of his jaw. [color=silver]"Last night you were unhinged, like a rabid animal. It frightened me,"[/color] she added in a coy icy voice as she leaned up. Her body pressing softly to his like a ghost enveloping him as she whispered against his ear. [color=silver]"Do it again."[/color]