[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/170828/de4fb32b6dba717be14cb6eeb8aeaf1c.png[/img][/center][/i][/b][/h1][hr][center][h3] [b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Monday May 22nd, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@FantasyChic] [@Scallop] [@Nallore] [@Natsu][/center][hr][hr] [b][color=ed1c24]Diamond District:[/color][/b] "Ha, no problem. You just relax now. You are in my hands now. Fix you up right," Helga said as he worked on Mali's shoulder muscles. Her touch was surprisingly light to start with but with each pas she dug a little deeper and her fingers curled a more. Between the valleys of muscles she went easier on but on the thickest muscles she pushed much deeper. She went slow enough to where if Mali needed to tell her to let up she would know the area and where to go easier on but she kept a decent pace nonetheless. For most people the way she was working could have easily been too much but with Malis amount of muscle mass and the work she had put her body through to get to this form, Helga didn't have any doubt in her mind that Mali could take it - hopefully more than just tolerate it but actually enjoy it. It was a good half an hour before Helga had worked over Malis back half and was patting her on the shoulder. "Time to flip," she said as she took the side edge of the sheet she had been using to drape over parts of Malis form when she wasn't working on them. Lifting it slightly she turned her head away from Mali so she could roll over with ease. [b][color=ed1c24]Police Department: Station 54:[/color][/b] Roy sit down and sighed. "Yeah I'm sure you can. Lawson thought he could handle himself as well. Former Seal and all. Yet he's buried now," he said pointing out the obvious. Didn't matter how good you were or how sure of yourself. Justice kills. "And no, I'll go over it with you. I am the lead on the case," he added as he motioned for her to go ahead and get started. "Now, catch me up on what Tinder gave you." His eyes darted over towards Riley. She was still on the phone so he figured she was either actually getting somewhere with the guy on the phone or Felix was confusing her just as much as he had been confused himself. Either way, he wasn't having to deal with him and she was in sight so he could keep an eye on her. [b][color=ed1c24]Club Afterdark:[/color][/b] Scott started to lead Bart over towards the bar but he half froze when Bart made a break for it. His brow coking high as the kid made it back outside on the streets and to the chalk outlines of many a dead. Scott hadn't tried to stop him, just simple looked over towards Trisha. Trisha was laughing, her shoulders moving up and down as she gripped to her papers in one hand and pulled off her glasses with the other. "Think that is the fastest I've ever sent someone running," she said between the chuckles. Scott looked down at his watch and nodded. "183 seconds between approaching your table and darting," Scott confirmed. "New record," she laughed as she shook her head slightly. "Well if that kid keeps running like that every time he gets spooked he might just survive Justice after all," Scott said as he slipped back behind the bar. Trisha though didn't agree and it was clear as the laugh faded. "Not if he keeps asking questions like that he won't," she said as she picked her glasses back up off the table and went back to work. Outside a few cars were passing by Bart as he started to slow down. He had managed to put some distance between him and the club. There were other places to eat, looked a lot worse than Club Afterdark did. Granted there were plenty of places one wouldn't have to walk into to get food. Street Vendors and sidewalk shops with standing service only were common in the area, for most of the city actually outside of the Diamond District. [b][color=ed1c24]La Hacienda:[/color][/b] Natasha didn't hand up the phone, simply covering the speaker end with it as she glared over towards Caesar. [color=f26522]"I really could give two shits about your reasons or any of the people here Senor or what they could do to me. What I do care about is that you went digging about my private life. You could have been up front, asked, or even just informed me that you were going to because of the circumstances but you fucking didn't and that right there tells me you are a man of no honor - just a drive to get whatever the fuck you want no matter what bridges you fucking burn in the process."[/color] Her voice was cold as ice as she spoke and despite how fragile she looked, there was fire in her eyes. [color=f26522]"And since you did dig, pretty sure you found my fucking medical records. After the shit I have lived through there is nothing and I repeat nothing you or anyone else could do to me that would be worse than what I have already survived. In fact, other than losing your daughter, I can easily state the following as fact... I have lived through worse than you could ever fucking imagine. So I will take my taxi, like I have before in Mexico, and take my chances with the asshats out in the streets because at least there I am not foolish enough to think that they aren't trying to dick me over. A mistake I won't make with you again,"[/color] she added before turning and finishing up her call. [color=f26522]"Si, gracias,"[/color] she said before hanging up and making her way back into the house without giving Caesar a chance to reply or retort. If he wanted to say anymore to her he would have to do it in front of his daughters dead body and a room full of people mourning. Maria looked up as the door opened and her brows furrowed as she saw the look on Natasha's face. "He opened his mouth..." she muttered to herself as Natasha made her way towards the stairs. [b][color=ed1c24]Justice Asylum:[/color][/b] Risa kept her eyes over on Jaina as she listened to the deranged woman and then the doctor in turn. They really did need a translator up in this place but Risa was glad that wasn't the extent of her experience. If she had come into this place as just the run of the mill wordsmith that doctor might be dead and that maniac might have broken out by now. [color=a187be]"[sub]1[/sub]Вот почему вы должны изменить ситуацию. Убийство - это как любовь, может быть скучно, если вы не будете держать вещи свежими,"[/color] Risa said as she squatted down to stay at a good angle if Jaina decided to try anything else. Glancing over towards Iris out of the corner of her eye she shook her head slightly. [color=a187be]"[sub]2[/sub]Ne t'en fais pas pour ça. Je vais demander, mais ne vous attendez pas à une réponse directe,"[/color] she said before taking a breath and turning her attention fully back to Jaina. [color=a187be]"[sub]3[/sub]Вы знаете Синтию Макмиллан?"[/color] [hider=Translations] 1 - That is why you have to change things up. Murder is like love, it can get boring if you don't keep things fresh. 2 - Don't worry about it. I'll ask but don't expect a straight answer 3 - Do you know a Cynthia McMillian? [/hider]