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

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Justice Asylum:[/color][/i][/b] - Cynthia nods and bounces in her seat some as Iris spoke to her and then took the call. Laughing Cynthia dove for the phone and picked up the receiver. "Relic, Relic, Smellick, Delick! Send Mr. Relic up for his evaluation. Dr. K and her nurse are ready for him!" she said before rolling off the desk, sending papers spilling everywhere. Landing up the floor, she popped up like a daisy and smiled brightly. A little too brightly before spinning around as the papers kicked up around her. Stopping she knelt down quickly and picked up a photo in it of her when she was younger. "Blah, look at that hair!" she said to herself before tearing the picture up into shreds. The woman at the desk wasn't sure what to do, just covering up the speaking end of the receiver and listening as she looked at Mali a bit perplexed. "Yeah, it isn't bad, better than what the doctors have to deal with that is for sure," she said matter-of-factly. Relic paced back and forth, checking his watch. He knew he couldn't stay long but this woman might have information he could use. Pulling out his phone he texted his sister and pushed back the meet time until Dinner later at her place, saying he would be bringing a plus one. "You like country food?" he asked Mali without looking at her as he stared at his phone screen awaiting a response. 

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Justice Morgue:[/color][/i][/b] - Natasha let the two do their thing as she sat there, hoping the meds kicked in because they would at least make her feel a little bit better. Cecily hadn't got a text back from Roy but it didn't matter the man ended up walking straight into the morgue looking rather beat up. Not new beating but one with a day or two of healing. Shaking his head he looked at her and then Caesar. "I am a cop, not a vehicle delivery specialist," he muttered under his breath before continuing on that he had gotten the bike and it was parked out back of the morgue for now. "Gonna tell me why I had to go over there? I was lucky to get in and out unseen, the place was crawling and looked like there..." he said before stopping himself an noticing Cecily's shoulder. "What the fuck happened?" he asked with actual concern in his voice. "And who's this?" he asked pointing over to Natasha.