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[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]  Helga laid the sheet down once Mali was rolled over and got back to work. She was wearing a simple pair of white slacks, white polo, and white shoes. Seemed to be the standard outfit for anyone working as a massage therapist there. Her hair was pulled back into a tight bun. From the looks of it there was no symbol on her skin: no tattoos or brands. Nothing to say she was part of some organization. Granted, not all her skin was showing due to her clothing. 

	It was a good time before she finally finished completely and stepped back slowly from the table. "There you go. Lay there for a bit. Relax, stay as long as you want. Water is there. Drink a lot help wash out toxins and keep from feeling weak later. Card on counter, call me if you want to set up another appointment one day," she said before excusing herself and leaving Mali to relax for as long as she wished. The room lights were still dimmed and the ambiance music still played. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]Police Department: Station 54:[/color][/b] Roy reached out and picked up the SD card when Priya laid everything she had gotten form Marc onto the table. Flipping it over in his hand he quirked a brow. "Footage from the bar? What bar?" he asked as he took a seat and set the card back down on the table. The only bar he had heard about was Club Afterdark and that wasn't in connection to what happened to Lawson. Lawson had been killed outside of the Warehouse that was Clemins front for his gun running. Hell, he had been killed by Clemins himself on live TV. There was no bar around there and from all the information he had, Clemins had been there all morning, minus a few minutes outside of Boston Heights that morning when he left home. 

	Glancing over at Riley and noting she was still on the phone he turned his attention back to Priya. "Someone tell you there was a bar involved? Cause either A they were talking out of their ass or B I am way of track. I've been going in the wrong direction before but never THAT much." Leaning back he wondered if Tinder had mentioned a bar but Tinder hadn't. Tinder had told her he had camera footage from inside the Warehouse. "Either way I wouldn't put that on any of the systems here. Closed system, no net access, and a hard-drive you don't mind burning in a volcano after you are done."
	
	[b][color=ed1c24]Deadlight District:[/color][/b] The man looked up from what he was doing and simply nodded at Bart. It could have been he didn't understand the language. Yes, was of some Asian decent but from looks alone one couldn't tell. One could assume he was Japanese considering he was making Sushi and everything was written in Japanese and Engrish (no that is not a typo). Or it could be he just didn't want to talk. He did have a gruff look on his face and he was probably old enough to be Barts father, or even grand father. It was hard to tell. 

	He worked quickly and placed several pieces of Sushi on it. One of them was what Bart ordered, tuna. The others were nothing close. He wrote on a slip of paper and slid it over to Bart without a word - $9.50. The look on his face was one that was pretty easy to read - [i]Don't argue, pay and eat[/i]

	[b][color=ed1c24]La Hacienda:[/color][/b] Maria cut Natasha off as her foot his the bottom step and the two exchanged a few quiet words in hushed voices. As they finished, Natasha headed upstairs and Marias eyes narrowed. Turning she sought out Thalia and shoved Liam into her arms. "You take Liam, I have to deal with your uncle," she said in a cold flat tone. She wasn't accepting no for an answer. Granted that didn't mean that Thalia couldn't pass the child off onto someone else. Hell the entire familia was there honoring Alicia. Most of them knew what was up with the baby. It only took Maria arriving and telling one person for it to spread like wild fire. It was why Maria had insisted on being there when he arrived at the house. She was half surprised Thalia hadn't said anything. 

	Turning she walked off and went to find Caesar. It didn't take long. They might have been divorced but they had been married for a long time, raised a child together, and now were in mourning for that child. "You never stop do you?" she said as she finally found Caesar. "Nunca dejes de husmear, ni siquiera por un día. ¡Ni siquiera para el funeral de tus hijas! ¡No tienes respeto por los muertos! Para nuestra hija! Lo entiendo, quieres encontrar los imbéciles que la mataron. Yo también. ¡Así es el último miembro de la familia! ¡Todos estaríamos encantados de abrir el hijo de puta que mató a mi bebé y usar sus órganos para columpiarse, pero hay un momento y un lugar, César! ¡No está aqui! ¡No es hoy! ¡No es cuando nuestra hija se presenta y se encuentra con sus antepasados! ¡Hoy no! ¡Así que detente o sal y voy a enterrar a MI hija SOLA!" she hissed. Her voice was loud and it carried. And it sounded nearly identical to one of Alicias rants in voice and manner, just with a lot less cussing. 

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Never stop snooping, not even for a day. Not even for your daughters funeral! Have you no respect for the dead! For our daughter! I get it, you want to find the assholes that killed her. So do I. So do ever last member of the family! We all would happily carve open the son of a bitch that killed my baby girl and use their organs to swing from but there is a time and a place Caesar! It is not here! It is not today! It is not while our daughter is laid out and meeting her ancestors! Not today! So stop it or get out and I will bury MY daughter ALONE!
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	[b][color=ed1c24]Justice Asylum:[/color][/b] Risa nodded slightly but kept her eyes on Jaina even when she spoke to Iris. [color=a187be]"Je ne m'inquiète pas et il vaut mieux continuer à parler français. Je ne pense pas qu'elle le parle."[/color] She obviously wasn't switching back to English just yet. She had a point, as long as Jaina didn't know what they were saying it helped. It kept everything level between the Doctor and the Patient. Both needed Risa in between to speak to the other. Not that Jaina needed the doctor, oh well she needed her, but not to speak to. 

	A slight smirk came to her lips and she tilted her head to the side. [color=a187be]"Игра, которую вы говорите? Я люблю игры. Давай играть. Я побеждаю, ты говоришь мне, что я хочу знать. Вы побеждаете, я даю вам этот телефонный звонок."[/color] Reaching over slowly she picked up her bag that she had dropped before she had laid out the crazed patient in front of her. She was careful and kept her eyes on Jaina at all times, even as she reached into the bag and her hands searched out. Slowly she pulled out a cell phone and waved it slightly before shoving it into her own back pocket. 

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French - I am not worried about and it is better if we continue speaking French. I don't think she speaks it. 
Russian - A game you say? I love games. Let's play. I win you tell me what I want to know. You win, I give you that phone call.
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