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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Saturday May 13th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr][@POOHEAD189] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@Nallore] [@Scallop] [@Pundii][/center][hr][hr]


	[@Dragoknighte] - Same people that were out there when Mali entered the building are still out there and speaking at this time. Everything seems calm right now and not like anything bad is happening. The guy looks a little tense and down as he speaks with Riley but not like he is about to do anything to hurt her but that could just be a cover up; in this town that is a very big possibility. If Mali turns on the radio, checks the net, or turns on the TV there will be breaking news coverage about the explosion down at the U.N.

	[@Nallore] -  The [url=http://www.eonline.com/eol_images/Entire_Site/20151117/rs_500x278-151217093131-500-macaulay-culkin-dryvrs-121715.gif]man[/url] shook his head a bit as he looked at the ground and kicked at the sidewalk. He had known it was true but it was obvious that he hadn't want to believe it. Sighing he looked over to Riley and nodded. "Yeah, pretty well. Met when she moved to town," he said before glancing around and noting the cops there. "I'll take you up on that offer of tea. Could use some to calm my nerves," he added popping his knuckles before leaning in and whispering against her ear. "Just so you know, I am carrying a gun. I didn't want to go into your place without you knowing it but I don't exactly want to pull it out in front of the cops."

	[@Pundii] - More research doesn't yield much for Jeremy. Nothing cube like but there are mentions of other artifacts but they all have more sides and are from Roman listings and not Greek. Other than that Jeremy is able to find an obituary from back in Oregon that is listed online about Peyton. Who he father and mother are and that she is survived by her sister Danica as well. There is a single image from the funeral of the service. Danica is standing there palming an oddly shaped object in her hand as she stands looking at the closed casket of her sister. 

	[@Scallop] - The cop nearly looks offended that he was slipped twenty dollars. He takes it anyways and pockets it. "Yeah, I am sure she will love it," he say rolling his eyes a bit before  adjusting his belt a little bit and looking back across the street. "You wanted to know where the ATM was? It is down the street and at the corner store down a ways," he quips as his radio goes off. [i]Explosion down at the U.N. All free units, report to the scene. All report.[/i] The man's brows furrow a bit but he doesn't move, instead taking a seat down on the steps and taking his cover off as he whistles to himself. 


	[@Sigil] The trio keep moving stuff and eventually close up storage unit; locking it up before they head off in the other direction. They don't seem to take notice of Caesar at this time as they round a corner down another row of storage units. It's hard to get a steady filming of what was going on but the sound quality is fine and Caesar will be able to make out the faces from time to time and some of the larger imprints on some of the boxes they moved. Thing is they are speaking in Russian, you are going to need to find a translator to get what they were talking out. One thing though does stand out. Caesar hears the words - Queensguard Industries RnD Industrial Complex - Where his daughter is right at this moment. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i]Detective Roy Gregory[/i][/b][/h1][img]http://data.whicdn.com/images/65752906/large.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Car -> Justice Memorial
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	"Yeah, problem with the press though is that bitch Regina Eilheart, she owns most all the press in the city. Not all mind you otherwise the story wouldn't have hit the airways on Independent stations but usually only the crazies listen to it. She doesn't bother and people who cause problems usually don't either," Roy said as he pulled into the hospital parking lot. 

	Turning off the car he hoped out rather quickly and went over to the passenger side of the car, opening the door for Cecily and holding out his arm again for her. It was how his mother had raised him and if he didn't he was sure he would feel the flat of her hand against the back of his head even if she wasn't anywhere near him. 

	Stepping into the hospital he headed towards the elevators and took it up to the second floor. Turning the corner he noticed a uniformed cop standing outside of room 2319. Holding out his badge the man stepped aside and let the two of them into the room. Wallace was laying there in the bed, hooked up to the monitors and had various IV's running out of his arms. His eyes were closed right then but his head was rolling to either side.

[hr][hr][center][h2][b][color=a187be]Risa Couri[/color][/b][/h2]
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	[color=a187be]"Helvetti,"[/color] Risa groaned as she rolled over onto her back and took a deep breath, coughing slightly as she finally started breathing again; having had the wind knocked out of her when she hit the ground. Sitting up slowly she leaned back against the wall and touched her forehead, it hurt. Pulling her hand away she took note of the sticky red substance on her palm. She had a rather nasty gash near her hair line but it wasn't anything life threatening, heads just liked bleeding a lot. 

	Sighing she pushed herself up and nearly toppled back over, looking down as she braced herself against the wall and noting one of her heels had broken. [color=a187be]"Shit,"[/color] she muttered under her breath as she took the shoes off and chucked them down the hall way before grabbing her purse and making her way down the hallway to try to find a way out of the building. She hadn't been far from the elevator when the explosion happened but when she got back to it, the door was cracked up and looking in she noticed the cable was snapped. She wasn't going that way. Time to find the stairs. 

	Looking at the floor map that said [i]you are here[/i] next to the red dot screwed into the wall next to the elevator she found the closest one to her and started to make her way back down the hallway again. It seemed she had fared batter than some others, there was a man laid out on the floor. Rushing over to him she rolled him over and pushed the broken glass and iron frame of of a table off him but there was nothing she could do for him. The glass had gone right through his chest and he wasn't breathing. 

	Shaking her head she stumbled back to her feet, trying her best to avoid the glass on the floor now that she didn't have her shoes on and finally got to the stairwell. Opening the door she stepped onto the landing and looked down. The stairs were not in good shape but at least they were there. She was about to start her decent when she heard a familiar voice calling her name. [color=a187be]"Lucas!"[/color] she yelled before she started to move down the stairs as quickly as she could but it was slow going thanks to the damage.