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Lara Grossman

"We're all mad here, Alice."

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a character in “A Grimm World”, originally authored by Wolf's Bane109, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Lara XGrossman

#03a36bxxPLAYLIST: UnderLand

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ImageImage . B A S I C S .
§ . n a m e . Lara Casssidy Catherine Grossman

§ . m o n i k e r ( s ) . Cas, Cat, Shire

§ . g e n d e r . NonBinary | They/Them

§ . a g e . 25

§ . s e x u a lx o r i e n t a t i o n . Pansexual

§ . o r i g i n . Wonderland

§ . r e l a t i o n s h i pxs t a t u s . Single

§ . o c c u p a t i o n . Bar tender

§ . r o l e . Anti-Hero | Chaotic Neutral

§ . f a i r y t a l e . Alice In Wonderland



Image Image . A P P E A R A N C E .

§ . e y e s . Green

§ . h a i r . Constantly dyed an array of colors

§ . h e i g h t . 5' 6" | 167cm

§ . w e i g h t . 130lbs | 58kg

§ . p h y s i q u e . Toned

§ . s k i n . Pale

§ . s c a r s . Countless on their hands and wrists from glass, and a hooked scar behind their right ear

§ . d e s c r i p t i o n . They have never been one to blend in with a crowd, appearance alone anyway. From their pale skin and light green eyes against their brightly dyed long hair, wrapped up in a rather small form. Lara is nothing special to see other than than the hair, which is their most prized feature of this human form. They're always dressed in baggy and oversized shirts and jackets in an attempt to make themselves seem bigger than they really are. Ever since coming to this world and gaining a human form, they've been on the smaller side.

Gone is the form of a Cheshire cat with long grey fur with light blue stripes, big turquoise eyes and razor sharp pointy teeth and a deviously seductive smile. This human form, over time has seemingly begone to slowly show signs of sleep depervation, ever since coming to Essex, they've barely slept as dreams and paranoia started to take over, barely was able to get out of bed in the morning which caused them to lose some weight and gain permanant bags and dark circles under their eyes. Lara does whatever they can to help make themselves seem fine and healthy on the outside with makeup, but with the dark rings around their eyes and sleepy look, it doesn't take one much to put the pieces together.

As for oddities, they have a few, excluding the ever dyed hair. They have countless tattoos that cover both arms, side of their ribs and along the back. Most are musical notes, strange shapes that seem like nonsense, and a small spiral on their lower back.



Image Image . C H A R A C T E R .

§ . d e m e a n o r . Abrasive, charasmatic, friendly

§ . f e a r s . heights, dark water, large reptiles and canines

§ . v i c e ( s) . Alcohol, gambling, hookups, recreational weed

§ . d i s l i k e s . arrogance, bigotry, tomfoolery in The Leaky Tap (the bar), bugs

§ . f l a w s . High functioning OCD, careless, over confident

§ . s t r e n g t h s . Manipulative, people skills, communication

§ . i n t e l l i g e n c e . Highly intelligent, plays fool card

§ . p e r s o n a l i t y . • Charming • Aloof • Caring • Escentric • Friendly • Sarcastic •
What used to be a witty, sometimes smug and sarcastic, cheshire cat with a slightly dark, grim and creepy personality, and a stealthy attitude, has since retained some of those previous traits and has since earned some new ones. At times, Cas is also slightly a coward: When a situation turns bad or dangerous, they have the habit of evaporating away if they so desire to use their powers, or simply just walk away from a situation that they may feel uncomfortable continuing. That personality trait, in particular, created a rift between them and Tarrant years ago while still in the old world, something that Cas has seemed to not be able to shake.

However, it also should be noted that Cas can be compassionate and helpful if they want to. They helped save Alice many times back in Wonderland and even saved Tarrant's life by shapeshifting into him once, and even went as far as to cause as much chaos as they could while in that form. But ever since coming to this world, where they are rendered in a human form, with most of their powers stripped away except for a few, they've had to learn how to adapt to this new life.

When meeting new people, especially at the bar they work at, they come across as welcoming and friendly, and happy to tend an ear with their trademark grin, which has since become far-less unsettling since being turned into a human. While many have noted Cas as being kind and friendly, they've also been noted to not hold back when something upsets them or they see someone they consider a friend in danger or need of some help. While their ways of providing said help tends to come across as less than orthodox, no one can deny that it is efficient and effective, no matter how reckless or dangerous it may seem to be. The outcome is usually worth it in the end.



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§ . s t r e n g t h s . smooth talking, flexibility, trickery, invisibility, stealth, seduction

§ . w e a k n e s s . intangibility, physical combat, their small size, intimidation

§ . Feline Physiology . Lara can mimic/transform into felines, from domesticated cats, to wild cats, for a limited amount of time. It can make for a quick and easy get away, or as a means of self defense if Lara is feeling cornered. Due to this ability, Lara naturally has higher flexibility and reaction timing, as well as the flighty-ness of a cat. This ability allows Lara to retract claws from their fingertips and toes as a means of attack as well if they so desire.

§ . Invisibility/Intangibility . Lara can render themselves unseen by the naked eye and become invisible in visible spectrum for up to thirty minutes at a time, but it can be easily shaken and interrupted, usually with physical force by someone else. Lara can move about an environment unseen by others and act without being observed, as long as they are swift and careful, they may be invisible but not silent. If Lara so desires, they can choose to let certain people see them, while staying invisible to others, but that takes up more energy and control of their powers to enforce.

As for Intangibility, Lara is able to move through solid objects and ignore most physical effects in their way, exact means how this is done vary between slipping partially into other dimensions, being able to make their own particles move between other particles, being non-physical being of energy, vibrating their molecules into a new quantum frequency, etc. Regardless the user is able to ignore most attacks, physical dangers, and gravity.

The user can also fuse objects into people making it intangible/untouchable and unreachable. But much to Lara's distane and dislike of this ability, it is their less likey used one. It takes too much focus and control to not get theirself or someone else stuck in an object or somewhere else they may not wish to be. If they're not careful, they could potentially get stuck forever in their intangibility state.


§ . Trickster .Tricksters openly question and mock authority figures, encourages impulses and enthusiasm, seeking out new ideas and experiences in others. More often times destroying convention and complacency, and promotes chaos and unrest in those they so desire. At the same time, the Cheshire Cat brings new knowledge and wisdom to others and themselves whenever they see fit. Even when punished horribly for their effrontery, their indomitable spirit (or sheer foolishness, which is usually the case) it keeps them coming back for more. The thrill of it all is almost like a natural drug for Lara.

Tricksters have been known to be anything from gods of chaos, bedeviling heroes for a few laughs, to master manipulators who use cruel ploys and sadistic choices. They can also be heroes (or more likely anti-heroes) who make up for a lack of strength or bravery with manipulation, planning, or outright cheating. The trickster is often a master of disguise and may have magical powers.

In accordance to the nature of the Cheshire Cat, Lara tends to break the rules nature, sometimes maliciously but usually (albeit unintentionally) with ultimately positive effects. Often, the bending/breaking of rules takes the form of tricks or thievery. Tricksters can be cunning or foolish or both; they are often funny even when considered sacred or performing important cultural tasks.



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Not much of the Cheshire's Cat history is known, or written down in many records, as they remained mostly an annomolly for what seemed like hundreds of years, simply existing in Underland, or what became known as Wonderland once Alice came to know it as in her time there. What many don't know, is how long the Cheshire Cat had simply floated on for years, causing trouble and chaos wherever they went among the unruly land. That was, until they met a young girl named Alice.

One day, Cheshire was simply minding their own business when what felt like a disturbance in Underland, as an unknown presence was beginning to wander across the land. After following the young girl from the shadows they began to make themselves known as it seemed like the young girl was in need of help. It was there that Cheshire met Alice in the Tulgey Wood after she's been attacked by the vicious Bandersnatch that had been sent to finish her off upon the Red Queen of Hearts' orders.

Cheshire had offered to help purify the gashes on her arm by licking them, as their saliva contained an odd healing agent, but clearly Alice seemed a bit turned off and made uncomfortable by the strange over. Which they simply only replied by telling the young girl that "We're all mad here, Alice." Alice kindly declined the offer made by the strange creature. The Cat had taught Alice the ‘rules’ of Wonderland. Giving her insight in how things work down there, as well as offering to lead her to Thackery (the Rabbit), Mally (the Mouse) and Tarrant (the Mad Hatter)'s tea party.

However, Tarrant was anything but happy to see them because he blames Chessur for deserting them on the day the Red Queen seized control of Underland, and killed many of their friends and family, especially slaughtering Tarrant's family in a brutal fashion as he begged them to stop and for Chessur to help and do something. Chessure knew that day they had made a mistake, and there should have been something they could have done, but they were a coward. They weren't a fighter. Besides, what could a giant cat do if they even had tried? They all would have been slaughtered. A small disagreement broke out between the old friends, and Chessure left them by dissipating into nothing. They truly were a coward.


But, when news struck Chessure about the Red Queen taking Tarrant and the others as prisoners and planned on executing them in a public display for all to see throughout the kingdom, they knew they had to do something. If they could at least try, what hard could they do. Travelling back to the castle, under the cover of their invisibility, they managed to sneak the Hatter's coveted top hat from where it was being kept while the Mad Hatter and his friends were being held in prison. Using it to their advantage, Chessure took on the visage of Tarrant in a successful attempt while the others escaped with the help of Alice and the others.

Chessure was taken out for execution, and upon the moment the executioner's axe made contact with their form, it was revealed to be the Cheshire Cat. The Red Queen demanded for their head, but was unsuccessful as they quickly dissipated once more into a cloud of smoke and was gone, but not before giving the Queen a cheeky grin. Later meeting Alice and the others where a small rebellion was being led by the Red Queen's own sister, the White Queen, who was the complete opposite of her brutish and ruthless sister.

It was there that it was revealed to everyone that Alice would need to fight the Red Queen's Champion in battle, as the White Queen needed her own campion, to save Wonderland from being destroyed once and for all. Cheshire watched as Alice prepared for battle against the Red Queen as her army encroached from afar. The two Champions took up arms and fought in 1x1 armed combat, with the end result of the legendary battle seeing both of the Champions falling that fateful day. With neither Champion coming out as the victor, the Red Queen demanded an all out war, as the rebellion led by her sister, The White Queen, must have cheated. The two sides battled for what felt like hours until bodies laid strewn around for miles in a bloody, body infested field as few survivors gathered together. The Red Queen was banished to the Outer Skirts of Wonderland, along with her Knave of Hearts until the end of time came in Wonderland.

Wonderland slowly began to rebuild itself, even with the many losses that they endured. Alice had been burried in the Kingdom of the White Queen in a special tomb that had been handcrafted for their beloved Champion. Life soon went on in Wonderland, under a new, kinder, and just Queen to rule the land. At least that was until the battle of the forces of good and evil forever changed the Enchanted Realm.

Cheshire doesn't remember much after that fateful day, or anything from their past as they woke up in a forest outside of a small town known as Essex four years ago, where they find themselves residing to this day. They have garnered a less than favorable reputation amongst some of the others, tending to ask for money, favors of the unsavory kind, and usually never repaying like they said they would. With a reputation of asking for money and favors and never following through with them as promised and making countless debts in need of being paid off, has since made Cas a very flakey and nervous individual as they manage to simply be making it by in Essex as a presumably humble bartender.



coding x mombie | fc x Hayley Willaims | hex x #03a36b

So begins...

Lara Grossman's Story

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Character Portrait: Lara Grossman Character Portrait: Lorelei Voigt Character Portrait: Liesl Voigt Character Portrait: Ricardo Trujillo
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It had been a long night, following an even longer day. Not many would think that working in a library could be so... time consuming, but to Lorelei it was. There was always something to do. Or, she always found something to do. It was better than going home. She had always preferred waiting out the day as long as possible before venturing back. If she was lucky, her sister would already be at work and her father would be in bed.

Luckily, that day she didn't have to pretend there was work to be done to keep her busy. Some of the more troublesome youth spent the better part of their afternoon in the library. And on their way out, felt the need to overturn several bookshelves, which left Lorelei with the task of putting all the books back for the remainder of the evening.

It was the late hours of the night when she finished putting the books away and finally left the library. Lorelei had wondered down that woodland path countless times before, at later hours than it was that night. It was the fastest route back to her home and even in the darkness of twilight, the moon always managed to light the trail. Even though, she could travel that path with her eyes closed and still arrive at her destination.

But that night it felt different... off. As she walked down the dirt trail, Lorelei felt a strange pit in her stomach. Something that made her grow more uncomfortable with each step, like someone was watching her, causing her to look back over her shoulder every couple of seconds. With her next step, the ground rumbled and a fracture splintered out from where she stood. Lorelei had no idea what was going on. The only thing she could fathom in that short time was an earthquake, whose epicenter seemed to be beneath where she was. As the ground shook beneath her, she started to sprint down the path hoping to outrun it. Yet the slivers grew and multiplied like broken glass.

Lorelei had nearly reached the edge of the forest when a stronger rumble shook the ground so hard, she stumbled into a tree. She looked back in the direction of where it all started, just in time for a gust of wind to blow into her. It wasn't particularly strong, but it was like something else was carried on that breeze and it slammed into her consciousness like a freight train. The force of it knocked her down to the ground. The sensation quickly overwhelmed her. She grew dizzy as she tried to stand until it washed over her and she fell back unconscious.

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On the cusp of dawn, a single white swan floated along the surface of a lake nestled within the forest on the edge of Essex. To anyone else, the bird looked like it belonged there. It was peaceful and elegant as it let the gentle tide carry it toward the shore. Once the sun began to peek over the horizon, the swan's demeanor shifted, the bird became frantic as it tried to make it's way to the edge of the lake. It was a few feet from the beach when the sunlight grazed the white feathers. In a brief flash of bright light, the bird changed from a elegant swan into a frightened young woman.

Lorelei panicked in the water until she crawled onto the shore, coughing up whatever water she inhaled. She remained there, nude in the mud and sand, as images and memories bombarded her mind. "No. No. No. No. No," she cried, as her hands gripped at the wet ground beneath her. Each breath came harder and faster. This wasn't right. None of this was right. She had no memory of the night before or how she got to the lake. But something in her gut twisted and knotted.

As the memories of her past merged with what she thought was her life for the past decade, everything slowly began to add up. And on that shore, she wept. While someone else might be thankful for the removing of the veil, Lorelei felt a weight that had long since left her, return. It was a sense of hopelessness. A light at the end of her tunnel snuffed by the people closest to her.

It took whatever strength Lorelei had left to move to her feet. Her wet hair clung to her neck and jaw, dripping water down her bare back. She looked around hoping to find sight of her clothing, but there was nothing as far as she could see. Not even foot prints to give her an idea of where to back track and find them. She was already shivering from the water on her skin paired with the bitterness of the December morning. But remaining there wouldn't solve her problems. So, with a deep breath, she crossed her arms over her chest and trudged forward into the forest. She didn't know which way she was heading or if she'd find anything, but all she could hope was that she arrives somewhere before hypothermia set in.

It didn't come as a shock that there was nothing that could offer her warmth or protection from the cold. Lorelei's body was shivering uncontrollably and the chattering of her teeth rattled in her head. It felt like ages before the tree line started to part, revealing the back side of a large manor. Maybe it was the cold, or the fact that Lorelei rarely went anywhere that wasn't her home or the library, but the building was large and oddly foreign for the area. Was she still in Essex or did she manage to fly farther in the night than she thought?

People always had nightmares about being in public naked and unfortunately for Lorelei, this was a reality. The manor before her was her best chance to get help with the least amount of people seeing her, but that didn't make it any easier. She slowly stepped out from the tree line making her way toward the large house, while she tried her best to cover herself. Just as she was about to ascend the steps to the door, a male came outside. He was tall and handsome, anyone with eyes could see that. He looked familiar, but she couldn't put a name to his face. Given the kind of lifestyle he seemed to have, she doubted the guy wasted his time at the public library.

Lorelei stepped behind the large railing, hoping it might help hide some of her. Although, at that point, warmth was more important than her pride. "Excuse me—" She began to speak, but stopped abruptly when the man fell to his knees and grasped his head. In that moment, her absence of clothing or the bitter cold fell to the back of her mind as she hurried up the stairs toward him. "Are you ok?"

She reached out her hand toward his shoulder. Just before she touched him, the man let out a deep and terrifying roar. One that was so loud, it shook her to her core. The swan inside her, prey to many beasts of the woods, cowered at the sound. Lorelei stumble backwards down the stairs until she was able to duck behind the large ornate railing. Her body began shaking once again, a combination of the cold that was taking over her and fear. A fear that came from many years fleeing from wolves, bears and other predators at night whenever her curse took hold.




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Sunday nights were always slower at The Leaky Tap. More often than not a majority of Liesl's shift was cleaning or hanging out at the bar with Cas. And for most of the evening it seemed to be playing out the same way. That was until a particularly fetching drifter wondered into the bar. About 6' 3", dark hair, a two a.m. shadow and an ass that went for days. Tall, dark, handsome and up to no good was always her type. And boy did he notice her.

He wasn't there more than half an hour before he had her number and arm, leading her back to his hotel room for the night. Did Liesl remember his name? No. Did she care? Of course not. Shane? Sean? Something with an S? Irrelevant. They weren't even in the door before his shirt was off and her hand was lost somewhere below his zipper. Their night was long, with many courses. And while they were happy to stay up half of the night, the neighboring rooms didn't seem quite as enthusiastic as they pounded on the walls begging for their silence. Liesl only got louder.

It wasn't until morning sunlight threatened to shine through the blinds that the pair finally called it and allowed their sweat covered bodies to collapse into the messy bed. Just when Liesl managed to doze off, flashes bombarded her thoughts. While most dreams are incoherent and make little sense, these were terrifyingly familiar. Glimpses of a swan, a ball, a wedding... And a Prince. The vision of Siegfried's face flashing in her mind startled her awake. She sat up so abruptly that she nearly fell out of the bed and woke up the naked mystery man beside her. As everything came rushing back to her, Liesl stumbled out of bed and searched the room for her clothes.

"Leaving before round 2?" he asked as he propped himself up on his arm, biting his lip as he watched her run around the room naked.

Liesl snatched up her jeans and began to wiggle into them as she spoke. "Listen, Steve."

"It's Sam."

"Whatever." Liesl hopped one last time before buttoning and zipping her jeans. "I don't know your name and you don't remember mine." She slid on her bra, hooking it behind her back as she paced around, continuing to collect her things. "You're a good fuck. And I'd happily ride you until we break this bed. But I have somewhere I need to be." She pulled on her sweater and scooped up the rest of her stuff into her hands, not bothering to put on her shoes or fix her hair.

Just before she went to leave, Liesl turned around and walked over to his side of the bed. She took his hand and placed her panties in his open palm. "A keepsake." She gave him a quick good bye kiss and headed toward the exit. With her free hand she opened the door and just before stepping out, she glanced over her shoulder at him one final time. "If you ever come back this way, you have my number." With a quick wink, she hurried out and closed the door behind her.

Liesl rushed down the steps of the hotel, smirking at the tired and annoyed glances she got from some of the other guests. She slid on her boots before stepping outside into the cold winter air. Her pace down the sidewalk was faster than normal as she fumbled through her things to put on her jacket and find her phone. Only 10% battery left. Damn. Liesl quickly illuminated the screen and tapped on her top contact. She brought the phone to her ear, waiting for him to answer.

The ringing seized and before the person on the other end could speak, Liesl cut them off. "Where is she?"

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As things usually went, it wasn't much a surprise when this night of all nights, turned out to be one of the slowest. Well, Lara couldn't have been too upset seeing how most Sunday's were incredibly slow, and this night was no different. But at least they somehow managed to find some things to do and help occupy the otherwise slow night. Between making drinks for people that walked in, to restocking the back with more supplies, to cleaning up the place for the night, Cas found themselves not entirely dreading it. That, and Lara at least had someone to talk to, seeing as Liesl wasn't entirely terrible. At least not to them, and that's all they cared about. She was fun enough to work with, and wasn't entirely a bitch. Then again, Cas did help Liesl get the job as a waitress after putting in a good word but, it didn't really matter. Seeing who the woman's father was, it would be damn near impossible to turn her away. And since then, things have been history and the normal thing to see on a daily basis. Speaking of which...

The moment Lara heard the bell to the front door chime, and saw a figure walk in, who was tall, dark and handsome and gave a look in Liesl's direction. "See you tomorrow...Eventually?" Lara called after them as the two soon left, Cas giving Liesl a knowing look and wink before returning back to their closing duties of their shift before someone else came to take over for the late night shift. "Alright, thanks Max. I'll see you in the morning." Cas said as they finished cleaning down the counter, and quickly made a drink, pouring it into a glass and made their way to the back end of the tavern. Walking to the back hallway, Lara unlocked the door with a spare-key and closed it behind them as they entered, locking it behind them and made their way up the rather claustraphobic stairs that lead to the loft where they lived. Lara unclocked the bottom lock and stepped onto the top step, and closed the door at the top of the staircase behind them. Turning back to lock all of the locks that lined the door took a moment, but after a minute the door was safely locked, to say that they were paranoid was, putting it lightly. Some called them crazy, others flat out said they needed to seek help, which may have been true.

Lara walked over to the kitchen and mainroom portion of the loft, and soft the glass down on the counter before they left for their bedroom to get changed. Walking back out a few short minutes later, they retrieved their drink and sat on the couch as they decided to pass the time by watching a few episodes before they'd fall asleep for the night. With a mix of pure exhaustion and alcohol, Lara managed to fall asleep rather easily on the couch after they curled up. Their dreams came quickly to them, in waves of normalcy and rather vague flashes as it usually did. But as the night went on, things began to morph and change, flashing lights and sounds, voices they didn't recognize and faces they had never seen flashed in their mind as they slept.

It was like some sort of weird macabre cocktail of all their worst fears or imagination could have come up with as they tossed and turned in their sleep in the living room. The most notable thing they could obtain from their dreams, or in this case, nightmares, were flashes of bright green, almost emerald colored eyes, with feline slits for iris's. A menacing grin, and sing-songy voice that sounded like velvet. But, it didn't come from around them, or from another form, but themselves. The closer Lara got to the end of their dream, or vision more likely, the clearer things became. Between seeing flashes of places they couldn't remember, a barren wasteland, a war torn castle, dead corpses that spread for miles, and creatures and humanoids alike all gathering around a burial sight.

Their eyes flashed open as the light from the window began to shine onto their face, causing them to fall off of the couch and onto the floor with a thud. Lara scrambled to get to their feet, pushing themselves against the wall as they tried to compose themselves and breathe. Just breathe. Every breath felt like a ton of bricks against their chest which made it seem impossible to take in another gasp for air. Their body shook as they tried to compose themselves and fight off the anxiety. This wasn't happening. They were Lara, a simple bartender in a tavern in Essex. They kept repeating to themselves. Another flash of memories bombarded their mind, a sharp pain stinging the base of their skull as more images flashed before them in quick blurbs.

A burning village, a large catipiller who seemed to be smoking on some sort of device, a large and grotesque reptilian creature fighting a figure in armor atop a pillar of a castle. And those same, green eyes staring back at them from a void of darkness. The same haunting, widened smile of rows of white, jaggid teeth poking out from the surrounding darkness. It was a...cat? The more Lara focused on the creature, more of it came into view. A gaseous, not fully coporial form began to manifest in the shape of a large feline with exaggerated features, before slowly morphing into Lara's own form. It was then that reality hit them. The cat and them, were one in the same? Somehow? None of it made any sense but, they weren't just images, but memories. Their memories. Somehow, Lara understood what they all meant. Even if none of it made sense. How was any of this possible? They were human, or at least it's what they believed until now. They needed to find out answers, now.

Lara got to their feet, grabbed their phone and keys while walking over to the door and unlocked it as they made their way back into the bar downstairs. Stepping out of the back of the bar, Lara froze in their footsteps as they saw a figure standing in the way. As if they were waiting for Lara. Lara eyed the figure for a moment, taking a step back as it clicked. "Bigby...Holy shit." they muttered, as they saw Alexander Montgomery standing in their way. But he wasn't Alex, he was Bigby. Or, better known as the Big Bad Wolf. They couldn't explain it, how they knew but, it was him. "Look, I can explain. I know I owe you money, but look. Now's now the time, okay? I...I think we both know that...Don't you?" the small red haired human questioned. "It's why I'm here, Cas. We need to talk. Now." he snarled. Lara took a step back for a moment, "Alright, just uh...Follow me to the back office...We can talk in there..." they stuttered, and the two of them made their way into the back office and out of sight for most people, leaving the office door open.