[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff]Cecily Ashworth[/color][/h1][img]http://data.whicdn.com/images/239206501/large.gif[/img][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location[/color][/b]: Justice Asylum For The Criminally Insane[/center][hr][hr]	Cecily nodded at Caesar's words. She wasn't sure if they would be able to get access to the scene and those tapes later on, as any remaining investigation would be in homicide's ball court. It'd be out of the coroner's office and out of Cecily's control, though there was a chance that Roy would be able to get them in, if he took this over as his case in terms of charging a culprit and handing over a list of evidence to the D.A.'s office. 

	The mention of the MSS office in Seattle tugged a bit at Cecily's heartstrings. She had lived in so many cities, attended so many different private schools, that she never really had a hometown. But Seattle had been her birthplace and the city that she always thought could have been her hometown. It was the city where she'd want her ashes to be scattered when she died. 

	She let Keystone usher her out of the asylum, having completed just about every task left for her. As he explained being in a bit of a rush, Cecily picked up the pace, walking as fast as she could next to the far larger man. [color=00ccff]"Don't worry about it,"[/color] Cecily replied, feeling her own phone vibrate as a text came in. The night air felt good against her face as they hurried into the car, Cecily getting into her seat and shutting her door after Keystone opened it for her. Reading the message from Roy brought a bit of an excited smile to her face. She might not look it, but the girl was a cosplayer. She had a Ciel Phantomhive cosplay back in her apartment. 
	[center][color=00ccff][i]Yes!!!! I could go as Rogue or something. Maybe Scarlet Witch? If we don't die, I am so holding you to this. -C.A.[/i][/color][/center]  
	She then giggled slightly at Keystone's glee over the kitchen still being open, but her stomach was practically just as excited. She listened to the man order enough to feed a small army, wondering how anyone could put away that much food without getting sick. [color=00ccff]"Uh...Spaghetti bolognese and a salad?"[/color] Cecily requested. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Iris Kingston[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/23e2c2e02a7e496345c514640d5cc393/tumblr_mucxwyECoW1qcj7k0o4_250.gif[/img][hr][color=99ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Justice Asylum For The Criminally Insane: the Ludwig Building [/center][hr][hr]	Iris glanced up at the sound of the orderly approaching, seeing the bag with Cynthia's belongings. The orderly sounded completely knackered and Iris' heart went out to the man. Hours working at the asylum were terrible as it was, even without kidnapping and murder. She could have asked the orderly to drop Cynthia's things off in her room, but Iris had a gut feeling that there may be something helpful in Cynthia's possessions. Perhaps there'd be some clue that would help resolve this ordeal. 

	[color=99ccff]"I'll take them, merci,"[/color] Iris said with a smile, taking the belongings from the orderly. 

	She wished that she could tell the orderly to go and get some rest, but it wasn't her authority to do so. She was even more tempted to let the man kip in her office if he needed to. [color=99ccff]"Go and get some rest, if you can."[/color] Iris then sat down behind her desk, putting the bag of belongings on her desk before searching through it for anything of note. Maybe there'd be something from Cynthia's mother, something to confirm or deny the woman's identity as Jenny Green. Maybe there'd be an address. Just maybe there'd be something useful.