[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff]Cecily Ashworth[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/7900c075a8213d3c9b609d28ce5af1af/tumblr_oecucj7HCs1up42jgo4_540.gif[/img][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location[/color][/b]: La Hacienda - Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico [/center][hr][hr]	Cecily thanked Thalia quietly as she accepted the alcohol fruit mixture. She held it in her hand, watching for a split second the fruit just barely floating at the surface. She wasn't a heavy drinker, but perhaps she'd take a sip or two. Natasha hadn't protested to the idea of her having alcohol, even with the gunshot wound, so it couldn't be too bad. And with what Thalia was telling her, it would be socially awkward for her to [i]not[/i] have something. It reminded her of those high school scenarios they had to talk about with guidance counselors - about how to say no with peer pressure. 

	As Natasha excused herself after Thalia explained she was going to go chat with a few people, Cecily felt like Natasha likely deserved some privacy of her own, as did Thalia. She quickly looked around the general area, hoping to find a nice spot to go and tuck herself away into. She was an excellent wallflower and couldn't help but feel extremely out of place here, anyways. As much as she loved to read about adventures and heroes, that type of life terrified her. This was the closest she had ever gotten to living like the fictional characters she adored - and she could feel her anxiety levels rising. 

	[color=00ccff]"I'll leave you to it, then,"[/color] Cecily said to Thalia. She glanced around and at random, she picked a direction to head in. Well, it wasn't entirely random. She didn't want to go too near the corpse-altar-burial-thing. She wasn't even sure what to call it. She just knew that if she was going to trip and fall, she didn't want to be near that thing. Maybe once she had found herself a nice little corner to hide in, she could entertain herself with people watching. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Iris Kingston[/color][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/5d4a4335c1a91df84ca7ca36a83d611a/tumblr_inline_nv42wt2JDv1qki4lu_500.gif[/img][hr][color=99ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Justice Asylum[/center][hr][hr]	Iris nodded as Nurse Cratty left, about to thank her for all of her help but the door was already shut. Sighing a bit, Iris brushed some stray strands of hair out of her face and then looked at Jaina. The woman was currently craning her neck in an assortment of ways, as if she was trying to memorize each little detail of the room from every possible vantage point. She hadn't ever had to pull a file like that before, so she wasn't sure of the general approach. However, she figured calling the hospital where Dr. Sarbye worked would be worth a try. 

	[color=99ccff]"I'm going to leave now, d'accord?"[/color] Iris said, setting the thing of strawberries down. Jaina had earned them, but she wasn't going to put her fingers near Jaina's mouth. The woman didn't seem to understand cause and effect. Or if she did, she didn't understand that bad things could happen. Or even what bad things were. [color=99ccff]"I'll come back soon once the translator arrives."[/color]

	[color=ff99ff]"Waaaaiiiiiiit! I have something important to tell you!"[/color] Jaina shouted, just as Iris had put a hand on the door. 

	[color=99ccff]"Oui...?"[/color] Iris said, hesitation clear in her voice. She wasn't sure what Jaina's next move would be. Even in a straightjacket, the woman was still incredibly dangerous. 

	[color=ff99ff]"Let's turn on the juice and see what shakes loose~!"[/color] Jaina sang. Iris raised an eyebrow, confusion clear on her face. [color=ff99ff]"Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice~!"[/color]

	Iris shook her head a bit. She recognized the name vaguely. It was just some movie, right? At any rate, it'd be worth it to jot down a note about the behavior. She left the room and quickly made her way to her office, before looking up where she could get the files on Jaina that she needed.