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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Sunday May 21th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@Pundii] [@Scallop] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Club AfterDark:[/color][/i][/b] Relic pushed through the back door and looked around frantically as he shoulders his bag with his lap top. He could already hear the sirens off in the distance. This was the last place he wanted to be right then, though in the back of his mind he was glad they had waited until not to leave. Had they left earlier and out the front they might have been in the middle of all that gun fire. "Forget the car, let's hit the subway," he said before moving quickly down the alleyway, trying not to stumble over the mounds of garbage that was piled up next to the overflowing dumpsters. 

	Out front it looked like looked like the Valentine's Day massacre, bodies everywhere with blood pouring form their wounds an draining into the sewers. Freddy came outside slowly with his side arm aimed low, looking around a few before whistling. At that point Trisha stepped out and narrowed her eyes. "Damn it, shit doesn't go down here," she muttered before walking back inside as he whipped out her cell phone. "Fuck man, glad I came in for a drink," Freddy said looking over towards Scott. "Not going to be any business tonight besides the damn cops and news crews."

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Classic Building 3C:[/color][/i][/b] [color=82ca9d]"No, I understand Riley, I just want them out of here for a day at the most,"[/color] Marc commented quickly. Last thing he wanted was to drag someone else into this mess. Following Riley, he helped move everything to her apartment for the time being, locking up Lawsons place before they left. Once they were in her apartment and the door was closed tight he dropped the bags and looked at Felix and Riley. [color=82ca9d]"No, we will get rid of the guns but fuck you two going anywhere near an exchange. I don't want you two ending up dead like Lawson."[/color] Sighing he sat down on the couch and rubbed his face. This was not what he was expecting. After a few minutes Riley's phone rang. Once she answered it a distorted voice began to speak. "Shouldn't poke your nose in where it doesn't belong. You have something of mine and unless you want to end up like the local drug dealer, you do what I say," the voice said before an image file was received via text on Riley's phone. It was a picture of the crime scene at Club Afterdark, it showed Ronnie and Chloe dead on the streets. It looked like the image was taken from the roof of a building across the street. "Wait for my instructions."

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Queensguard R&D:[/color][/i][/b] Elizabeth nodded towards Keystone before turning with Leann and making their way over to the elevators, stepping in and going up to the top floor. Once their Leann stepped out as Elizabeth's phone rang. Answering it her eyes flickered slightly. "I see, take care of it," was all she said before hanging the phone up. Glancing over towards Leann she gave a thin lipped smile. "It seems you arrived just in time, there was an attack on my air strip. Tragic really." Leanna stopped and glanced over her shoulder towards the owner of Queensguard. "Do you need assistance?" the Secretary of Defense asked. "Not at this time," Elizabeth said waiving off the help as the two stepped into Elizabeth's office. "Wait here," she instructed the escorts before shutting the door so that the women could have a word alone together. Leann's escorts eyed the security detail as they took position just outside the doors. 

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]The Safe House:[/color][/i][/b] [color=a187be]"Right now he is our best bet. If he wanted us dead he could have easily handed us over to either groups by now or just left me in the hospital. I think something else is going on here but we won't know if we cut ties with him or just kill him outright."[/color] Risa sighed slightly before stepping over to the front door and opening it, letting Roy back in. "So, what's the verdict? Kill me, run off, or?" he asked. [color=a187be]"Seems we are in this together for now. Cross us and you'll wish this Persephone had gotten a hold of you first,"[/color] Risa warned. Roy nodded before his phone went off. Glancing down at it he cursed under his breath. "Listen, I gotta go, there was a drive by," he said before turning and leaving. Shutting the door behind him, Risa shook her head. Glancing over towards Lucas her lips thinned. [color=a187be]"Where too now?"[/color]

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Justice Asylum:[/color][/i][/b] Cynthia spun around a few more times before stopping and getting a sickening smile across her lips as her hair fell down around her face. "No rest but the eternal is left," she said before giving a bow and skipping over towards the door and opening it. The orderly's were there and stopped her, glancing over at the doctor for a moment, waiting for instructions. Out in the Rec room area across from the office the TV was on and reports were coming in about a mass drive by already. "This is Amy Adams for Channel 6, we have received reports of a shooting over at Club Afterdark. Over a dozen dead. We will keep you informed,"the news station reported. Cynthia tilted her head to the side as Helicopter footage showed the scene. "Valentine's Day," she said quietly as she stood there, looking transfixed by the footage.