[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ccff]Cecily Ashworth[/color][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/8007757c51b06537bbf075d5156cdaf9/tumblr_inline_nvc0b0L5GY1qlt39u_500.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Roller Derby[/center][hr][hr]Cecily let out a bit of a happy squeal, as soon as she saw the text from Roy. It had been ages since anyone beyond her friend Bonnie had understood her references. Tempted to ask Roy exactly which Batgirl he thought she was, Cecily paused a bit. It wasn't the time to have a fangirl freak out and ask Roy all about his knowledge of comic books. She'd be able to do that later. For now, she had to focus, in order to avoid another member of the ever shrinking Justice Forensics Department from perishing. 

She glanced up, seeing Lawson and one of the woman from the security team the night prior. Instantly, Cecily relaxed slightly. Lawson, as far as she was concerned, was perhaps one of the nicest and least corrupt people in the Boston Heights. He had helped Riley the night prior, and as far as Cecily was concerned, her odds of being murdered dropped significantly. 

[color=00ccff]"Er, sure,"[/color] Cecily squeaked, recoiling a bit from Caesar's comment, and at the realization that they were likely crashing a date. She'd never been on one before really, but her knowledge from films and comics told her that it never ended well, when minor characters crashed the OTP's outing. [color=00ccff]"You two look...nice together,"[/color] Cecily commented, feeling a slight juxtaposition between the Southern goof and the hardened security expert. Had it been a Netflix show, she likely would have raved about it...Though, she always did say [i]gay ships are yay ships[/i], so perhaps she would've supported Lawson and someone else. 

As the game started, Cecily winced a bit, remembering her one time trip to watch Seattle's Rat City play. It almost seemed illegal, all of the violence....but it was [i]nothing[/i] compared to this. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Caesar taking more photos and videos. He didn't seem to be the supportive parent type in her opinion, and she couldn't help but be skeptical of it. [i]Maybe he's trying to give himself an alibi...[/i] Cecily pondered. Having someone who worked for the police as a witness didn't hurt. And again, it was suspicious the way that Caesar always seemed to be present.

[i]Murderers don't preserve evidence,[/i] Cecily chastised herself. Caesar was likely just a fan of serial killers. 

[color=00ccff]"That's the secretary of defense!"[/color] Cecily exclaimed, recognizing Admiral McCormick. Her grandmother, Annie, had made a big deal out of the fact that a woman had been appointed to that office. It was all the old lady blogged about on facebook, commenting about how her aunt would've been so happy to see that day, had she not died too soon. [color=00ccff]"And...I think she runs the news..."[/color] Cecily murmured, more talking to herself, as she spotted Regina. However, her line of thought cut off when she spotted Proserpine. 

She stiffened, recognizing the woman who had attempted to kill her. Pulling out her phone, her hands shook slightly as she snapped images, texting them to Roy with the simple explanation: 
[center][color=00ccff][b]To Batman:[/b]
Positive I.D.[/color][/center]
Had she continued to look at the members of the team, perhaps Cecily would've noticed another individual affiliated with the legal industry. Instead, she felt only panic, standing on red alert. Caesar's daughter was on the team, wasn't she? She bit her lip slightly, wondering whether or not to tell the muscular Mexican that she was staring at her would-be killer. 

[color=00ccff]"I think I went to a Comic Con with the blonde girl once,"[/color] Cecily instead blurted, staring intensely at Proserpine. [color=00ccff]"You should ask your daughter to give me her number, her cosplay skills were fantastic..."[/color] Truthfully, Cecily didn't have any clue what she was doing. It was her rather awkward method of trying to get the name of her almost killer, without saying anything about that being her killer. She smiled weakly, knowing already she should've left the investigation to Roy. [color=00ccff]"I mean...Forget that. I think it's the...the shock talking, yes."[/color] Without even realizing it, she had begun to quote one of her favorite television series, checking her phone every second for a text from Roy. She wanted to run and leave the Roller Derby Arena, but she felt frozen, unable to move her legs. 

As the lights went out, Cecily nearly sobbed. Prosperine likely realized she was here, it was all a trick. Regretting deeply that she hadn't started to carry her pistol on her, Cecily started to try to find her way out of the arena, with gunshots punctuating the air. Instead, she felt a strong arm grab her, and she nearly screamed, as she attempted to call Roy in the dark. Eventually, however, she heard Caesar's words.

He wasn't trying to kill her after all. 

Good. 

Letting out a deep breath, Cecily felt even more relief as the lights turned back on. The teams are gone, and a few bodies litter the arena. Slipping out from Caesar's grasp, Cecily couldn't help but be surprised to be alive. She felt her head, thankful that there didn't seem to be any indications of a bullet in it. Her hands were shaking, and Cecily forced a smile, an almost creepy and mechanical one. [color=00ccff]"That was the woman who tried to kill me,"[/color] Cecily said softly. She nodded at Caesar, before dialing Roy's number again on the phone. The day had been filled with enough excitement to last her a lifetime. 

[color=00ccff]"Just don't mess with the evidence,"[/color] Cecily added, watching as Caesar started to poke around. The bullets in the arena and the darkness had almost shocked her fear of Caesar out of her. [color=00ccff]"And erm...If you can, in some sort of fashion, ask your daughter what skeletons are in her closet...Okay? Not that she [i]has[/i] skeletons in her closet but, well...Her friend does, at least..."[/color]