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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]La Hacienda: Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico :[/color][/b] Maria nodded as Caesar took Liam. "He is, very strong and stubborn," she said as the baby looked up at Caesar oddly before laughing. Reaching up the boy took a handful of the older mans hair and gave it a sound tug. He wasn't letting go anytime soon. Maria couldn't help but smirk. 

	Looking away for a minute, Maria contemplated the day Liam was born before answering her ex-husband. "He was born here," she said simply before wrapping her arms around herself. "Alicia was smart. English father, American born mother, child born in Mexico. He has tri citizenship between the three countries. Was difficult but she got it done so Liam would always be able to be with family," she said as she looked down at the ground. 

	"Wasn't my choice not to tell you, Alicia made me, made all of us promise to wait until the right time. Under threat of death," she added as she eyed Caesar. "Wonder where she got that from."

	Natasha looked over towards Cecily and chuckled. [color=f26522]"Yeah, I didn't have much of a choice. It was either learn or keep getting a translator to tell my patients what was wrong with them,"[/color] she laughed before sitting down on the couch and glancing around. [color=f26522]"Not really sure. I do know that most Mexicans I have treated or have died on the table, their families were very religious. They always seem to have a saint that is the families patron, a lot of candles and such, praying, wailing, god only knows what,"[/color] she said before shrugging a bit. 

	[b][color=a187be]Diamond District:[/color][/b] Zoie took a seat and unbuttoned her coat as she sat there. Crossing her legs she kept an eye on how the staff was treating Mali and was more than happy to take a drink when it was offered to her. She knew how to play the part all too well. At home one would have thought she was a dotting 1950's house wife the way she cooked, cleaned, tended to things, and welcomed people with a thick southern drawl. Here though, with her suit that cost more than most peoples monthly salaries, her shoes that cost as much as a car, her hair slicked back, and all traces of her accent gone one would have never suspected she came from a small town in the middle of no where south Georgia and that she had been taught to shoot a gun as soon as she could crawl. 

	Looking over at Mali she perked a brow at the choice of dress. Setting down her glass on the side table she rose, not bothering to fasten her jacket back in place as she stepped over to Mali. Reaching out she let her fingers run over the fabric, seemingly as if she was scrutinizing the choice before a small smile came to her lips. "I think this one will be fabulous. The color if perfect for your skin tone and eyes, the cut will flatter your figure and be comfortable, and it is quite the show stopper if I must say. Perfect for tonight," she said as she stood there and let her fingers fall from the fabric. "I think we will need to go to Cartier once we finish clothes shopping. They have a stunning piece that I think will compliment this well, should be able to borrow it for the evening," she said without batting an eyelash. "Well, go on, try it on!"

	[b][color=a187be]Justice Asylum:[/color][/b]  Nurse Cratty kept her eyes on Jaina, not knowing what that girl could do or when she would chose to do it. "No, we don't have one on retainer. Don't get a lot of people around here speaking Russian. Spanish we have people in the asylum but other languages it really don't come up much," the nurse said as she watched Jaina closely. 

	"Yes, we can do that, why don't you just sit down and relax while we go and fetch some," she suggested towards Jaina before looking over towards Iris. "The UN might be able to help or the hospital, why don't I go make some calls and find some strawberries for her. You just keep her calm," she added before stepping towards the door. "Do you want me to call for an orderly before I leave or do you have this?" she asked as her hand rested on the door. She wasn't sure if it would be a good idea to leave the doctor alone with this nutcase but things had to be done. Sure, Iris could chose to leave the patient alone, she was in a straitjacket afterall. Granted that didn't mean she was harmless by any stretch of the imagination. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]Gun Range:[/color][/b] "Oh well a couple of weeks. Have to love the government. They keep placing more and more regulations in place to keep us law abiding citizens from being able to execute our second amendment rights!" Beni growled. Roy just rolled his eyes as he looked over towards Riley. 

	"Funny how he uses the word execute," Roy laughed as the paper work was finished up and Beni started filing things away and the like. He shot Roy a look but laughed it off as if Roy had said something that was particularly funny. Roy just shook his head a bit and sighed. Whatever it was that was going through Beni's mind right then Roy didn't want a thing to do with it. "Right, let's get out of here before he starts in about the pyramids and how his long distant cousin half a century helped with a dig," he said as he rushed over to the door. 

	"Hey! You know I am right about that shit!" Beni called out as Roy held the door open for Riley to make a quick exit. Looking down at his phone he finally turned it on and let it power up as he waited for Riley before letting the door swing shut hard and drown out Beni going on and on about cats. Grumbling under his breath as he seemed to have missed a far amount of calls and texts since he had turned the damned thing off that morning. 

	"Shit..." he muttered as he spotted one from his captain. 

	[b][color=a187be]Justice Memorial:[/color][/b]	Dr. Chang looked over to Felix and chuckled a bit. "Listen, I understand that people hate hospitals but you are going to be here for sometime. You just had major surgery, this isn't a broken arm in the Er where you are out the next day. It will be at least a week here and that is if everything goes perfectly. Could be ten days, could be a month, so you might as well get comfortable," Dr. Chang explained. She understood that people wanted to get out of the hospital as quickly as they could but getting discharged too early could cause a lot of problems; infections were just the start. 

	"As far as your possessions go, I am not sure. That was handled by the Emergency Staff when you were brought in and the paramedics before then. I will see if they can be located. Did you come in with anyone? Perhaps they have your things?" she suggested as she stood up and placed her hands into her pockets. "Right now, just try to rest and eat. I will send the nurse in after I place an order for pain medication to be administered once again. There might be side affects, such as drowsiness and nausea, among others. If you feel anything, do alert the nurse," she added as she stood there before pushing the tray table back over to the bed and giving him a nod.   

	[b][color=a187be]FBI Headquarters Justice:[/color][/b] "Indubitably ma'am," Special Agent Moreau said with a broad smile as he lead her over to the security check. She was right, it was far more enjoyable than TSA normally was. A quick run through the metal detector, a step to the side to double check, and no cavity search thankfully. Special Agent Moreau had already stepped through and was awaiting Priya on the other side. 

	"Ahh now see, that wasn't too tumultuous now was it?" he said as he grinned. "Just a hop skip and a jump to the elevators and we will have you to your destination post haste," he added as he motioned for her to follow him. Adjusting the cuffs on his suit and twisting the cufflinks as he strolled over towards the elevator and hit the button. The doors finally opened after a brief moment, several people stepping out because they were getting off at the ground floor. Special Agent Moreau held the door open for Priya and waited for her to enter first. "So, what brings you to our humble abode?" he asked as he stepped in after her and hit the button for their destination.