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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] -  Marc wrestled Jaina back to the ground pressing her chest against the tiles as he locked her arms behind her back and dug his knees into the back of hers. [color=82ca9d]"Someone get a tranq!"[/color] he yelled out as Cynthia sat there watching, glued to the scene as if it was a cartoon on TV.

	Looking over at the doctor Cynthia grinned wildly. "Never better! This is great!" she giggled and clapped her hands. Turning her head slightly she looked up at Riley. "Can I have some popcorn and strawberry quick?" she asked innocently. 

	The paramedics arrived and rushed into the room, the other orderly running out to go grab the meds Marc was barking for. "We got him ma'am," one of the paramedics said as they came over and knelt down. One taking over putting pressure on the orderlies neck but it was no use, he was DOA. Felix though was holding in there, his vitals could have been far worse but he wasn't out of the woods yet. 

	They left the dead man on the ground and turned their attention to Felix, pushing what remained of his eye back some and wrapping his head before getting him onto a board and immobilizing him. Getting him onto a lowered stretcher they raised it as one grabbed the radio mic attached to his shoulder. "Be advised we have one DOA and one injured, about to transport to Justice Memorial," he said before looking towards Felix. "Sir, can you speak? What's your name?" he aid, trying to get Felix's attention.

	

	[b][i][color=ed1c24]Zoies Farm:[/color][/i][/b] - Zoie leaned back in her chair, letting her feet sprawl out to the side on the ground as she crossed her arms over her chest. She was listening to what Mali had to say but she was eying her brother with a look that could easily be taken as she was about to hit him upside the back of the head. Relic hunched his shoulders forward and sighed as he lowered his head, staring at his plate as he pushed his food around with a fork. 

	"I told ya to stay out of shit didn't I? Told ya not to go pokin' yer nose around where it didn't belong but naw, yous had to go get your ass caught in the cross hairs."

	"I didn't mean to," he mumbled. 

	"The hell ya didn't."

	"Okay, I poked around I didn't think it was gonna go this far! Fuck Zoie, help me," Relic said looking up at his sister. 

	"What the hell am I supposed to do?"

	"Yer one of them!" Relic blurted out. Zoie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. 

	"I'm a fuckin' informant! I ain't a higher up. That bitch you are getting mixed up with.... She's upper ranks, I don't even know much about her. Tryin' to but damn!" Zoie said as she got up from her seat and went over towards the cabinet, pulling out a mason jar of clear liquid and unscrewing the cap. 

	"Well what do you know?" he asked as he turned around in his chair. 

	"That if she wants you dead, you're dead..." Zoie said before taking a long gulp of the liquid and hissing from the burn. Setting it down on the table she looked over towards Mali and sighed. "My lovely brother here has got you mixed up in some shit you really don't wanna be a part of girl."