[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Cecily Ashworth[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/d046e5e31be0f023567ccea64e2817ee/tumblr_nzkk6joKBB1rerzc4o8_500.gif[/img][hr]Location: the Morgue[/center][hr][hr]Cecily nodded, processing the new information that was added. The thought that this hadn't spread yet to the FBI was comforting, but that wasn't the only federal agency that could be infiltrated. The leader of Juno's roller derby team had a cabinet position, for example--and Cecily doubted that the universe would be merciful enough for McCormick to be completely unaware of Juno's activities. The task of dismantling Juno's organization looked to be fatal already, and all Cecily needed to remind her was the impromptu surgery Dr. Brinne had done on her to remove the bullet. 

[color=00ccff]"You said Dragon was moving in on Juno's drug and weapons trade?"[/color] Cecily confirmed, strumming her fingers on one of the autopsy tables. Her roommate's sister was involved in drug trade, from the details Cecily could remember. And then there would be C.I.'s that the Justice Police department would have access to. Perhaps that would be one angle to approach it from. [color=00ccff]"My roommate's sister deals in drugs,"[/color] Cecily explained. [color=00ccff]"Maybe we probe at Juno from that direction, see what we can find..."[/color]

Of course, Cecily's voice was coated with uncertainty. Her degree was concerned with molecules primarily, and her job required her to apply her knowledge to crimes. However, when it went beyond what could be discovered in the laboratory, all Cecily really knew came from television shows and comic books. Roy and Caesar made careers in this--they'd know the moves to make and the moves to avoid. 

[color=00ccff]"We can also approach Tinder,"[/color] Cecily suggested. [color=00ccff]"Maybe he's found something...if he can be trusted."[/color]
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#99ccff]Iris Kingston[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/27ce025b1363da5dae16a27cbf2c9c9b/tumblr_momh4yMx3U1qim9e4o4_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: Justice Asylum For The Criminally Insane: the Ludwig Building[/center][hr][hr]Iris nodded, mulling over the new information. She hardly liked the sound of any of it, and a part of her wanted nothing more than to go seek shelter in an embassy. But at the same time, she had to maintain a healthy skepticism. As a psychiatrist, she would live her days in constant fear if she believed everything she was told. She had had patients claiming that the devil spoke to them and whispered horrible things in their ears. 

Once Mali and Relic left, Iris stood up, glancing at the door for a moment. Cynthia seemed to be content with rolling and spinning about, laughing manically. Perhaps she ought to see about reclassifying her commitment status--for Cynthia's sake, as much as everyone else's. Iris hardly felt comfortable with the idea of leaving Cynthia to her own devices. Whatever sanity she had attained seemed to have slipped away so very suddenly. 

[color=99ccff]"Yes, yes, thank you,"[/color] Iris replied into the phone, glancing at Cynthia. [color=99ccff]"If his identification checks out, send him in. Cynthia will be in the lounge area presently."[/color] She then hanged up the phone, and walked over to her door, opening it for Cynthia. [color=99ccff]"You have a visitor. It was lovely talking with you, Valentine."[/color] 

Once Cynthia left, Iris would begin to gather her things to leave for the day. While she could remain at the asylum later that evening and continue working, something about Relic and the other woman had startled the young psychiatrist. It was the series of coincidences about Valentine that piled up, with all of the matching information. She might be skeptical of them, yes, but she felt there could be some truth to their stories.