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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Monday May 22nd, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@FantasyChic] [@Scallop] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]

	*[i][color=ed1c24]Quick Note: Color codes for location headers will denote time of day basically. Not so much tie of day but look for matching ones to see if you are in the same ~time frame~ as others.[/color][/i]

	[b][color=ed1c24]MSS Private Jet:[/color][/b] Natasha gathered her things and followed Caesar off the plane. She had no idea where to go or what to do at this point other than follow the scary Mexican and take care of her patient. Glancing over at Cecily she forced a bit of a nervous smile as if to say ~well here we go~. [color=f26522]"If you feel off in the slightest, let me know immediately,"[/color] she said to Cecily before continuing behind Caesar. The change in altitude because of the flight and pressure changes because of the plane she knew could cause blood clots and she wasn't about to loose Cecily. 

	Stopping her tracks as the Federale came over her brow perked as he spoke. She shot Cecily a bit of an odd look before looking back at the man. She knew what he said but she wondered the meaning behind it, either way it didn't seem like he was there on an official job, that his presence was just out of curiosity. The pilot came out and stepped over to Caesar for a moment, "Sir, we will be moving her now," he said in a sympathetic voice before making his way over to the side of the plane and the door of the hearse opening. 

	[b][color=82ca9d]Justice Airport:[/color][/b] Airport traffic is about as one would expect - it sucks. Mostly caused by the line of cars having to pay for their parking as they leave and most people fumbling around in their cars for money or credit cards to charge it to. Idiots never had that shit ready and waiting even though they ahead already been sitting in line waiting for ten minutes. God forbid they get the money ready while they waited. What made matters worse was the fact that since it was Monday morning most people were not coming back into Seattle and needed to pick up their cars, they were leaving - so there was only one tollbooth to take care of the line. 

	[b][color=82ca9d]Zoie's Farm:[/color][/b]  Zoie pulled out a chair and sat down. "She isn't suspicious of me yet but if I stop taking clients she will become so. That's why we wanted you to provide me with a cover as it were, to pose as a client, so she didn't get suspicious," Zoie explained. 

	Marc looked at the two siblings. "Yeah but Mali has a point, how would she have access to that stuff?"

	That was when Relic chimed in. "Well other than the fact she works for Juno, so she has more access than others. Valentine did have a case. Not here in Justice mind you but Supreme Court Justices can access most any file for cases through out the country," he started. "She gave a child up for adoption. There are records, closed mind you, but they are there and her access is our best best to get a hold of those without raising red flags."

	[b][color=a187be]Justice Asylum:[/color][/b] There was no nurse at the nurses station when Iris came over but after a minute one finally walked over. Taking a seat she simply gave the doctor a nod of her head as she set down the paper work she had been carrying and started typing on the computer. It looked like she was entering one of the doctors notes into the computer file. She would stop every so often as she pulled the file closer to her, trying to make out the chicken scratch. "Why do all doctors write like a toddler," she pondered to herself out loud. 

	[b][color=a187be]Gun Range:[/color][/b]	"Hey! I do!" Roy said quickly. "Reminds me of childhood, in a cardboard castle sort of way," he added with a laugh. Stepping into a private room he closed the door behind them. There were two stalls with a small partition between them, safety gear for eyes and ears bagged. At the end was a wall with many holes in it. On the ceiling was a mechanism that looked like you could clip a target to it and have it wheeled to the end of the room, which was a good 100 feet back. 

	Setting the bag down on a bench he unzipped it. "Let's start small," he said as he started to go through his guns. "Get the safety glasses on and the sound canceller's ready. This room echoes like a bitch, don't want you deaf when we leave." Pulling out a Kahr PM45, he grinned and waited for Riley to grabbed the safety gear for herself. He had a few things to go over before they really began. Safety first though.   

	[b][color=82ca9d]Justice Memorial:[/color][/b]	The room remained silent save for the static coming from the snow on the TV. Every so often a shadow would pass by the door but it seemed to be nothing more than people walking passed, none of the shadows remained long enough to make it seem like anyone was listening at the door or wanting to enter. Must just have been nurses making their rounds since things in Felix's room looked calm from all accounts. He wasn't flat lining but his pain meds were starting to wear off. As far as him speaking into the air, there was no response and as the moments ticked by it seemed that if anyone did hear him they were responding. 

	[b][color=a187be]Precinct 54:[/color][/b] "Go ahead and have a seat," the Captain said as he flipped open her file. "I was hoping to introduce you to your new partner, but seems he has gone MIA," he said with a tone in his voice that indicated that this wasn't the first time her new partner had vanished. "When we do find him, you will be partnered with Detective Roy Gregory. Pain in my ass cop but he gets the job done. Smart ass, doesn't like partners, so brace yourself. He is walking cliche of good cop with problems," he said as he handed over a file to Priya.

	"He currently only has one active file going. His previous cases are closed. Case file 5461-LX-115, a Lance Clemins and David Lawson. The case was closed, they killed each other in a shoot out but for some damn reason our local Supreme Court Justice Lyo. Well she approved it, FBI reopened the case for whatever fucking reason but they aren't sharing shit with us. Might as well start there and see what you can dig up."