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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] - Relic actually smiled, he smiled, over at Mali. "Well then you and my sister are going to get along wonderfully. Never seen anyone pack it away like she does. Reminds me of that movie Coneheads. She seems to just suck it in. At least there won't be left over this time," he said as they made their way into the office. Looking at Cynthia he cocked a brow and then looked over towards the doctor. "Actually, I am here because you contacted me. Said you had questions and well... Um... She isn't Valentine...." he said before rummaging through his pack and pulling out his lap top. 

	Pulling it out fully he opened it and hit a few keys before turning the screen around to reveal an image pulled up the screen. On the screen was a woman with blonde hair, pulled back tight, and a baseball cap on. She wore black fatigue pants and a matching tank top. She was built, hard core. Wirey build, lean, but cut as much as Mali was even though she didn't have the bulk. "This is Valentine." - The image was of the same woman pictured with Cynthia back at the other asylum. As the image was shown, Cynthia's face lit up like it was Christmas morning and Santa had just given her a pony. 

	"She's coming for me," she exclaimed excitedly. This made Relic take a step back slightly, surprisingly leaving his computer on the doctors desk before glancing over at Mali. "IF Valentine is coming here, we want to get the hell out of dodge..." he said as his voice trembled. 

	"And why do you wish to see her?" the front desk woman asked. 

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Justice Morgue:[/color][/i][/b] - Roy rubbed the back of his neck as he collapsed in a seat. "Perfect, just bloody perfect," he muttered under his breath. "You know what, fuck it. They're gonna kill me anyways..." he said as he rolled his sleeves up. "I'm about to dump a world of shit in your laps, I suggest anyone that does not want a target on their backs leave now...." he said in a firm voice, looking at each of the people in the room and waiting to see if anyone left. 

	Natasha sat there looking confused as hell but she surprisingly didn't move an inch. She didn't say anything but the look on her weary face was clear, she wasn't leaving. After a moment of waiting Roy unbuttoned the top of his shirt and pulled it back to reveal a branding of the male symbol on his right shoulder, it looked the same as the one Cecily had found on Wallace and in similar nature as the female ones she had found on other bodies. 

	"I am, reluctantly mind you, a member of a group called Aqueduct. It is comprised of males who are of use and usually blackmailed into the position by another group known as Juno - you will know them by female brandings. Every god damn one of them has one. And every woman that has one is in some position of power within the group. They run.... Everything. Crime, drugs, weapons, the government, and more. Both within the city and the nation. Hell I wouldn't be surprised if they were not world wide. They base their names and what each of their job entails on the names of Roman goddesses... Most of them are on that damn Rollar Derby team, but I don't know who is running the damn operation. I've been trying to find out but it's been a failure. I suspect they are behind the murders. Dragon was killed at the drive by. She was a member and captain of another rollar derby team, they have been making moves as of late trying to gain power. She was probably taken out as a message," he said s he buttoned his shirt back up. 

	"These women are dangerous, you hear shit about groups like the Illuminati. These women make them look like boy scouts in all honesty. Every ones of them is deadly and ruthless. I reported to Wallace before his death and Proserpine... She is the craziest of them all that I have seen so far. Former CIA, specializes in torture and linguistics. The woman is a ghost. Blacklisted after an event in South America where she was labeled "Valentine" after the massacre in Chicago during the 20's. Granted anything I find on her never pops in the system - she was scrubbed out after she killed the warden of a prison... Glass cleaner shot into jugular if I remember correctly. She killed Peyton, Danica. I had to cover it up... That's been my job... Covering shit up for these bitches. If I can't... Then that fucking judge does for them..."