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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] Private Hangar in Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico :[/color][/b] Natasha looked over to Cecily and nodded a bit. [color=f26522]"Yeah, just was too hot out there with all the flying. Least speaking to Lincoln helps,"[/color] she said in a tired voice. She might have been saying she was feeling better but she really didn't look it so much other than her face wasn't as flush as it had been when she crawled into the limo. 

	Natasha cocked a brow, hearing the Spanish from time to time behind the car. She didn't pay it much attention, her head was still spinning enough to make focusing a bit too much trouble right then. As the rest got in the car she just sat there and listened, giving a nod of her head every so often. 

	(Need previous posts conversation in Spanish pmed to me Sigil immediately and any time anyone speaks in Spanish around Natasha.)

	[b][color=82ca9d]Limo Heading Towards Justice:[/color][/b]  "Have to disagree with you there, seems he hasn't gotten his ass kicked enough," Zoie said as she got comfortable and turned down the road. "Especially considering he is fucking with the woman that pays his bills and keeps him fed. When was the last time any of the shit you did manged to pay off?" she snipped towards her brother. 

	"I do what needs to be, doesn't matter if I get paid," he snapped back. 

	"Easy to say when I keep your bank account padded. Wonder just how long it would take to spread your fingers if I cut your ass off," she said in a warning voice. Relic rolled his eyes towards her before looking away. Shaking her head a bit, Zoie glanced over towards Mali. "Well, will just have to make sure I am getting what I am paying for," she teased back as they headed towards the Diamond district. 

	[b][color=a187be]Justice Asylum:[/color][/b] "Yeah, well with this one you never know what she is going to do. Reminds me of a patient that I had in here decades ago. Just as off her rocker, but she killed three orderlies and an administrator before she escaped," the nurse said idly as they walked down the hall way. Coming to the door she pulled out her keys but stopped as she glanced into the window on the door. 

	"Oh for fucks sake," she said under her breath. "She's going to need more sedatives at this point, just look at that mess," she added. "Oh well at least we only have one to deal with right now. Half glad the other was taken, I don't think my patience could take two like this today." Slipping her key into the lock she let it click. Pushing the door open slowly she braced herself. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]Gun Range:[/color][/b]	Roy watched Riley try again. Bringing it back he looked over the target again. Tossing it to the side he set down another clip, gave her a few more corrections, and sent another target down. He did this again and again and again. It was hours that passed but he kept changing out the clip and the target. Each time she seemed to be getting a grasp on it he would switch out the weapon, going a bit larger each time. By the time he pulled off his safety glasses and ear plugs. 

	"Seems you got a decent grasp on things now. Wouldn't trust you to shoot the broad side of a barn if we were in a fire fight but nothing personal," he chuckled. "Just that shooting here and out there are two different things but I don't think you'll shoot me if I am standing in front of you anymore," he laughed as he tossed them down on the counter and brought the last target back to them. She had only been at it a day but considering the amount of time and one on one training she had gotten that day she was doing better than most first dayers. Her latest target hit several in the center, only missed one on the paper, and the rest hit the body somewhere. 

	"Here ya go," he said handing it over to her. "It's good enough to get licensed now."

	[b][color=82ca9d]Justice Memorial:[/color][/b]	A good amount of time passed in silence before there was any sound. A few people seemed to pass his door but none stopped in front of it and kept moving along their path. The door slowly opened and there was a woman in a lab coat standing there. She was of Asian birth and much younger than the nurse that was attending him earlier but still older than most that were roaming the halls right then. 

	She nearly stepped in when said nurse came up to her. "Yes, they are moving the body. Could you put in time of death and cause here," she said as she handed over the clip board to the doctor. 

	"Cardiac arrest, post surgery complications," the doctor said as she jotted down a few things and handed over the clip board. "There you go, take that down to the morgue and place it with the rest of his files," she added before dismissing the nurse and turning towards Felix. Stepping into the room fully she gave him a slight weary smile. "Sorry about the delay. I would have been in to see you earlier but things happen. I'm Dr. Chang."

	[b][color=a187be]Precinct 54:[/color][/b] "I wish I could help you with that," Special Agent Collins said on the phone. There was a brief pause before he spoke again. "Listen, I wish this was just some FBI red tape but I honestly have no idea what is going on with this file. Not my case. You would have to speak with Agent Tinder about that but unfortunately he is out of the office currently," he informed her. 

	"I can leave him a message for you or see if I can patch you through to his cell. Either way," he added after a few more moments. Tapping his pencil on the desk before leaning up sharply. "Or you could come down to the office. Maybe he will be back by then?"