[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]	[color=00ccff]"That does suck,"[/color] Cecily agreed. It felt awkward, having Thalia tell [i]her[/i] to stay strong and to let her know if she needed anything. While she had been hit with a physical bullet, it was removed and the injury was healing. Thalia's was emotional and the healing process had only just begun. The shrapnel hadn't been entirely removed quite yet. [color=00ccff]"Same goes for you,"[/color] Cecily added, watching as Thalia headed back into the crowd. It wasn't long until she noticed the woman from before thrust a baby into Thalia's arms before storming off. 

	And while she didn't speak any Spanish, she heard the shouting as it carried and understood that it wasn't good. Something had gone wrong. Tugging on her hair, Cecily reasoned that the screamer may have been the woman that handed Thalia the baby - but it could have been someone else entirely. To say they were the same person was a deductive leap that Cecily wasn't entirely comfortable with. At any rate, she was out of place in this wake and Natasha didn't seem to be anywhere. Glancing around, Cecily resolved to head back to the room. Maybe she'd see about watching a movie or something, or at least, hopefully find where Natasha had disappeared to. 

	Taking her drink with her, as she wasn't entirely sure where to put it and didn't want to be disrespectful to the proceedings by accident, Cecily followed her mental map upstairs and back to the rooms the Gonzalez family had generously set aside for them. Once she got outside of her room, she paused for a moment and knocked gently. [color=00ccff]"Natasha? If you're in here... it's just me,"[/color] Cecily said, before slipping inside. She didn't want to catch anyone by surprise. [color=00ccff]"Cecily,"[/color] she then said, realizing that [i]it's me[/i] wasn't the most clear thing to say.[hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Iris Kingston[/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/4a4c5003da8ff64e4a4343fa19903251/tumblr_ogzwt3F3cq1ur0nm7o5_500.gif[/img][hr][color=99ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Justice Asylum[/center][hr][hr]	Jaina applauded at the assassin's agreement to play a game. Why did she have to hang around doctors all day when there was someone this exciting and this fun? While Cynthia was undisputedly her painting buddy, she felt like Risa was a kindred spirit. Everyone needed multiple friends anyways - it just made life all the more exciting! She clicked her tongue as she started thinking through her favorite games. Russian Roulette? Mumblety-peg? Monopoly? Twister? Jacks? Of course, if they got a wheel and tied the psychiatrist to it, they could do knife throwing! It was a circus staple, one that she sorely missed...

	[color=99ccff]"Oh...Oh! Je suis très desolée,"[/color] Iris apologized. It hadn't even occurred to her that it may be better for communication between the two of them to be confidential. On a daily basis, she always spoke English to the staff and most of the patients spoke English as well. She preferred to be transparent like that, but with Jaina Sarbye, she couldn't deny that there was an advantage to some element of secrecy. The woman hadn't so much fallen down the rabbit hole as jumped down with a wide grin on her face. 

	[color=99ccff]"Elle semble...mieux,"[/color] Iris commented. Jaina was still clicking her tongue as she thought, but she wasn't leaping up to attack. Just what was the translator saying to her? Risa had impressive grit and courage. Not many people would walk into an asylum, prevent an attempted murder, and still be so collected as she was. 

	[color=ff99ff]"[url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mumblety-peg][color=ff99ff]Mumblety-peg![/color][/url][/color]" Jaina announced. She winked at Iris, before focusing her attention back on Risa. Risa was the fun one, after all. And Mumblety-peg was one of her favorites. The way Jaina always played it, it was a competition in knives. The competitors would throw knives at the ground between their feet. Whoever got the knife closest to their feet without cutting themselves would win. 

	[color=ff99ff]"Добро пожаловать, приветствуйте всех! Сегодня вечером мы увидим необыкновенный подвиг! В этом углу, прекрасная леди, убивающая, ... как тебя зовут, кукла? И тогда, конечно, против нее, ваш действующий чемпион ... Удивительная Аврора!"[/color] Jaina applauded, after addressing her imaginary audience once more. Seems there wasn't subtitles in this version for Iris, who couldn't help but be a bit wary, shooting Risa a look that clearly asked for an explanation as to what was going on. Why did she take her phone out of her bag?

[hider=Translations]Oh...Oh! Je suis très desolée = Oh... Oh! I'm very sorry
Elle semble...mieux = She seems...better
Добро пожаловать, приветствуйте всех! Сегодня вечером мы увидим необыкновенный подвиг! В этом углу, прекрасная леди, убивающая, ... как тебя зовут, кукла? И тогда, конечно, против нее, ваш действующий чемпион ... Удивительная Аврора! = Welcome one, welcome all! Tonight, we are going to see an extraordinary feat of skill! In this corner, the lovely lady of killing, the...what's your name again, doll? And then of course, up against her, your reigning champion...the Amazing Aurora! 
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