#grimm.event02

[archibaldcrock]

O P E N 

Archie let out another low sigh as he shifted slighting in his position near one of the entrance stop the Festival. He should’ve figured Brandon would schedule him to work tonight, the man had been doing his best to keep Archie busy with whatever job he can find. He didn’t understand why the man was so vexing, and refused to bring Archie in on the big cases, but he could figure it out, given time. He’d dealt with a ton of men like him in New York, and figured it was only a matter of time till he got himself so buried underneath his stories he might not find his way back out. That didn’t mean anything to Archie right now, though, not when he was stuck on security detail for the festival, instead of being allowed to enjoy it. Making another sweep of the grounds, he caught someone from the corner of his eye, “Hey! You! What’re you up to?”

[lostmason]

O P E N MINE GUIDED TOUR

Luke hadn’t really intended to get separated from his tour group, but he was used to slipping into the background of social situations. And when he lingered back a few paces, he wasn’t surprised that they continued on ahead while he strayed further and further away. He’d honestly be happy to spend most of the night wandering through the tunnel without anyone bothering him, but he noticed after a few moments that he wasn’t alone. “I wonder how many kids they’ve lost down here over the years.” Luke spared a glance towards the other person, letting a faint grin curl on his lips. “Think they’ve got a billboard full of pictures somewhere?”

[huntergreyisanasshole]

Lame. This is the word of the day. Nothing here interests her whatsoever. She looks at the huge line of people at the beer garden, she orders a donut instead. Totally because her stomach is pissed at her for not having a decent breakfast. Like always, food would be the answer to everything; it never fails at distracting her. She steps out of Sugar Plums with a bear claw, taking big bites out of it. Should she look for Winifred? She gave her the day off to enjoy the festivities or whatever the fuck that means. If anyone is planning on hurting Winifred it would be very stupid to do it in the middle of town with this amount of people. Then again, this is exactly where she’d hit. True, lots of witnesses but also, lots of suspects. She walks around the market, looking at junk. Then she looks at her watch. Every hour creeps into the next. Hunter isn’t sure just how long she’d had her phone in her hands; enough time for the battery to get half-empty, at the least. Her contact list scrolls endlessly underneath her thumbs. She's shaken out of her trance as a group of children rushed past her, almost knocking her into the wall. Hunter watches as the children laugh and shout, bundles of flowers clutched in their arms and mud staining their clothing.❛ This is gonna be a long fucking day. ❜

[gio-panicucci]

This had been a terrible idea. From the very moment it was suggested, he knew it would be a terrible idea. The Spring Festival had practically everything that he hated – crowds, greasy foods, and noise. Okay sure maybe he didn’t get as overwhelmed with the stimuli as he used to, and by now Luke knew that so he couldn’t really play that card, but that didn’t give the other man any excuse to practically drag Gio along. It was still considered dragging him along if he was in fact the one that had driven them there though, right? Surely it was. He’d have to consult a statute book on that eventually, or browse some legal forums. Either way, he was there and at the suggestion of the mine tour, he had stared his friend – best friend even – in the eyes and said how idiotic that sounded, yet there they were.

When the ground started to shake, Gio could feel his heart start to race. No, no, no, no absolutely not. This was not happening now, not when he didn’t even want to be underground in this death trap to begin with. Looking back on it, it had been a bit embarrassing how quickly he had rushed forward and reached out to grasp onto the other male whom just prior he had been following at a reasonable distance just so he didn’t feel crowded. As the dust settled – both figuratively and literally – Gio let out a sigh of relief to see that he had managed to stick with Luke, even though it seemed as though they had been cut off from the others.

Should he have asked if the other was alright? Should he have called out to see if anyone else was nearby and hurt? Yeah, probably. However, Gio released his grip on his friend, began dusting himself off, then met Luke’s eyes with a deadpan stare. “I told you this was a bad idea. You will need to learn to listen to me one of these days. Bribery or not, we should not have come to this.” @lostmason​

[maddoxjoseph]

@violentgallows​

He didn’t know why he went on this stupid tour in the first place. The idea of nature and open spaces never failed to appeal to him. He assumed it would give him something to make fun of later. His stomach soured as he spotted a familar head of blonde hair. Shit. She hadn’t seen him yet. Joseph looked for a way out but they were in the middle of the woods. There was no escaping this. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen her around town, but never in a place where he couldn’t avoid her if he really wanted. He knew she was mad. He got it, he did, but he thought maybe, she would have been the most understanding of the siblings. He swallowed his pride and went over to her. Better to get it over with instead of awkwardly ignoring each other, right? “Hey, Danielle. How are you?” Joseph didn’t think this was the best thing to say, but he couldn’t think of anything better. He was trying to pretend things were normal. 

[winifredxsnow]

                      @violentgallows​

Winnie wasn’t sure how the two of them had ended up on the same tour but she couldn’t just ignore Danielle. And she didn’t want to either. Winifred just wasn’t one to like being put into situations she had no control over. Some might’ve called it being paranoid, Winifred called it being sensible. Still, she ended up falling in step beside Danielle as the tour guide began talking a few feet ahead to the people gathered up front. “Think we’ll find any ghosts in the woods?” She asked in jest, at least for the most part –– one never knew when it came to Grimmbrook. Their little town had more ghosts and mysteries than any small town had a right to.

[chad-redding]

It was scary impressive how things could be fine and dandy one second and then the next everything is going wrong. Glasses are shattering, people are screaming, around you it’s like a flurry of bodies going every which way, just trying to get out of a structure that is quickly coming down. Some are making it out, others are getting trapped under tent materials, while some of the unluckier ones are meeting the more painful parts of the structure, posts that had previously been holding up the tents coming down on people. Some were tripped, others would see pretty nasty bruises in the morning.

Chad looked around as people starting to zig zag and dart about, looking for his best way to get out from under the tent and out of danger while not getting himself into more trouble. As he looked for his path out, he noticed a tent beam about to come down, which wouldn’t have been too much of a problem if there wasn’t someone directly in his path. There wasn’t much time to give warning beyond a hastily yelled ‘watch out’ before Chad’s body collided with the woman’s, thrusting them both forward. As they came crashing down, the hefty beam landed just a bit away from his feet. There was surely going to be some bruising on his side with how hard that landing was and surely, she would too, but that was okay. Bruising was always better than a beam bashing your face in, right?

“Fuck. Sorry. I – are you alright?” @violentgallows​

[grimm-tyler]

Tyler had come to the festival because his friends had asked. If left to his own devices he’d have stayed home. But Cordelia had asked. So out went Tyler with his cane and the full knowledge this would wipe him out for the rest of the evening. It would be worth it though, he told himself, to spend more time with people outside of work.

He was out in the cove when the ground started shaking.

Thankfully, he’d been lucky enough not to get trapped under any trees or stuck in the holes that had open up. Breaking both legs once was more than enough for him. Didn’t make him any less stuck, however. He was surrounded by downed trees and there was no way he’d manage to clamor out without help and someone to hold his cane (and possibly his emotions).

“Cordelia? Ariela?” Who else had been with him, the panic was setting in now it was hard to remember. “Anyone out there? I could uhh, I could use a hand. Or two.”