[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff]Cecily Ashworth[/color][/h1][img]https://s9.postimg.org/7ksko0k9r/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location[/color][/b]: La Hacienda - Monterrey, Nuevo Leon, Mexico [/center][hr][hr]	Cecily set down the drink that Thalia had given her from earlier, having only consumed an inch a centimeter or two of liquid at the most. As Natasha asked how her arm was, she subconsciously moved her other hand to feel where the wound was. It was a bit tender, but as far as she was aware, it was healing nicely. As she'd jokingly remind her friends in college, she wasn't pre-med. Her judgment that everything was fine was as good as anyone else's. [color=00ccff]"I think it's fine - thank you,"[/color] Cecily said. 

	Her hand was still covering the wound as she listened to Natasha, confusion and then ultimately understanding flickering across her face. She had been terrified of Caesar when she first met him - and even for a while after that. It was only recently that she had started to feel comfortable around him, largely due to the fact that he had saved her life. While he had endangered it in the first place, she had made the choice to go into Queensguard with him. She wasn't forced to put herself in jeopardy. She paced back and forth slightly, before pausing to look at Natasha. 

	[color=00ccff]"I can't get out,"[/color] Cecily finally admitted. [color=00ccff]"This isn't the first time someone tried to kill me this month."[/color] She then shoved her hands in her pocket, still pacing slightly. [color=00ccff]"I went into work to finish up some analysis on a Saturday - found someone in the coroner's office and they shot at me. The coroner turned up dead not too long after and they put [i]me[/i] - a 23 year old girl with no medical background - in charge."[/color] Cecily sniffled, turning her gaze away from Natasha. She didn't have a right to crumble down in front of someone who was facing, in Cecily's mind, a great challenge of her own. 

	[color=00ccff]"Until this is all over, I can't go. Trust me...I want to run. I want nothing more than to leave this all behind. I could...I could ask my old professors for letters, try to get into a graduate program for the fall,"[/color] Cecily said, trying her best not to ramble. [color=00ccff]"But someone out there wants me dead because I won't overlook evidence...You know Batman, right? Justice makes Gotham look like nothing. There's so much corruption and...Caesar's my best chance at making it to see another sunrise."[/color]

	She let out a deep breath, stopping her pacing. She wiped at her eyes with the back of her sleeve. [color=00ccff]"Be careful, okay? If you can get out of Justice...Do it. Please."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff]Iris Kingston[/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/fc0a9f84cac592710128220e4db8bada/tumblr_oggm69aCVN1ueno0yo4_500.gif[/img][hr][color=99ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Justice Asylum[/center][hr][hr]	Iris hesitated, before nodding. [color=99ccff]"[sub]1[/sub]Vous êtes traductrice seulement?"[/color] Iris asked, having her suspicions raised a bit with each moment that passed. By her profession, she attempted to help people through understanding them. Risa appeared to have experience with these sort of matters. [color=99ccff]"[sub]2[/sub]Est-ce que c'était un être cher?"[/color] It was the most reasonable explanation Iris could come up with, for Risa to have this patience and understanding with Jaina. She must have dealt with someone like this before. 

	[color=ff99ff]"[sub]3[/sub]A Bazhooli? Vy tsirk? Pochemu ty tak ne skazal?!"[/color] Jaina asked, her eyes wide. She then attempted to get into a cross legged position, but her leg was more than sore. Instead, she decided to stretch both legs out in front of her and attempt to get a nice stretch in. She chuckled a bit, looking at Risa, Shadow of the Night. For a brief moment, Jaina considered just giving Risa the information that she asked for already. If Risa was Circus, then she was part of Jaina's only true family. Of course, she had left the Circus but to her, she was forever part of it. 

	[color=ff99ff]"[sub]4[/sub]Ty zdes', chtoby pomoch' s moim pobegom?"[/color] Jaina added. She was clasping her toes at this point, enjoying the bit of her stretching routine. Risa was keeping her thoroughly and utterly entertained. [color=ff99ff]"[sub]5[/sub]No snachala davayte igrat'. U vas yest' nozh, kotoryy my mozhem ispol'zovat'?"[/color] 



[hider=Translations]1 = You're only a translator? 
2 = Was it a loved one?
3 = A Bazhooli? Are you circus? Why didn't you say so?!
4 = Are you here to help with my escape then?
5 = But first, let's play. Do you have a knife we can use?[/hider]