Crown Plaza IC

Well, well, well. It certainly feels good not to be dead. Even if I find myself waking up in a strange, musty old hotel. Does no one dust around here? Or at least change the linens?

I'm Adrienne Frost. I'm sure you've heard of me and my family.

I hear you may have a lab or a workshop here. Would it be possible for me to borrow some hand tools and a soldering iron for a few hours? I'll return them when I finish the work.

Fuck, I miss my farm. I’m so goddamn bored. Can this place give me a damn cow at least?

Hello everyone. I finally mastered a meal and made far too much. I wanted to invite you all to come dine with me. It's spaghetti and even found some garlic bread for it.

Look forward to sharing a meal with you all.

Who: Bucky & Zemo.
Where: Central Park.
When: 5/12, afternoon.
What: Z is taking his pet for a walk.
Status: Completed.
Warnings: NPC death & violence.

( Does it seem quiet to you? )

[Beacon Hills]

I spoke too soon. I knew I spoke too soon. Never say things are good.

Something is going to happen. I saw...a lot of things. Death everywhere. And soon. It was...it didn't feel like the hotel. I couldn't see more, but it was...like one of my dreams, where it's only us.

Filter: Scott and Stiles

Not much gets to me. I've seen a lot. This...Can I come stay with you two? I need to figure this out and in a room by myself, maybe not the best thing right now.

Who: Conrad & Wesley.
Where: Around New York.
When: 5/12, noon-ish.
What: Exploring.
Status: In progress.
Warnings: TBD but violence for sure.

( An assassin and a tracker walk into a bar.. )