[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff][b][i]Cecily Ashworth[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/c27b604ecdcddfd8cfc22964d23302c8/tumblr_oujjrbKEGC1uutgwwo1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location:[/color][/b] A Taxi in Mexico
[b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] Constitution (Passive)[/center][hr]	Cecily felt a bit confused by Natasha's raised eyebrow. Given that Natasha had seen all of the movies, she took her for another fan. But instead, Cecily felt a bit uncomfortable with Natasha's expression. Sure, she knew that she was a bit over the top when it came to comics and such, but it was part of who she was. There were only two things that had ever been constant in her life: chemistry and comics. No matter where in the country she was forced to live due to her parents representing their latest millionaire-crook client, the science was the same and the stories in the comic books never changed. 

	And beyond that, even now, she needed stories about heroes. The gruesome footage of a man getting killed by a fire hydrant in Justice only confirmed that belief. Their world was dark and twisted - she needed something that would give her hope. [color=00ccff]"Can't wait to see the blood spatter analysis of that one,"[/color] Cecily said with a bit of a sigh. It looked like a future case study in the making, yet the young coroner also realized there was a fair chance the body would end up in her morgue. Maybe she should have been Pre-Med in college after all. She had completed all of the coursework for it, with her major in chemistry and minor in biology. At least then she would have been able to perform the autopsies without assistance. 	

	Cecily nodded. [color=00ccff]"I can carry your things,"[/color] she offered. She may have had a gun wound but Natasha was recovering from cancer and in her books, that trumped just about everything else. She opened her door and got out, taking a moment to take in her surroundings. They had a long road trip ahead of them in the rental. And in a more metaphorical sense, she could see a road stretching out in front of them as well. If they were lucky, Kelley Breeden's autopsy would be the break in the case that they needed in order to catch Alicia and Lorna's killer. 

	She was still convinced that it had to be someone within Juno. A thought then occurred to her - if the derby team was associated with the organization, as was Queensguard, what else was? She then bit her lip. If she could get fingerprints on everyone who was a known associate of Juno, that'd help narrow down the playing field considerably. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff][b][i]Iris Kingston[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/fc0a9f84cac592710128220e4db8bada/tumblr_oggm69aCVN1ueno0yo4_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=99ccff]Location:[/color][/b] Justice Asylum
[b][color=99ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	The alarms went off and Iris let out a sigh of relief. At least the orderlies and staff were alerted that a situation was in progress - and if she was lucky, the details on it would have been spread quickly. Unfortunately, she was still locked in Jaina's isolation chamber with the corpse of an orderly and no way out. With Jaina attempting to escape - or being abducted, both seemed equally likely to Iris at this point - she imagined security would be focused on the patient and not on getting her out of the room. [color=99ccff]"Would someone get zhe bloody door open?"[/color] Iris then called out. 

	Her accent always got a little bit [i]funny[/i] when she was angry. While she grew up in England and was raised by a English mother, her father was French. For the most part, her accent was biased towards the British, with the occasional French phrase and expression thrown in. Yet in times of crisis or anxiety, her prim and proper British combined with the French, creating the interesting hybrid that was now emanating from her. 

	[color=ff99ff]"To go Bazhooli, we must do this next trick...on fire!"[/color] Jaina called out with a squeal, before going into what could only be described as a crazed frenzy. In an inspired mixture of acrobatics and Tae Kwan Do, Jaina first twirled her hand invitingly towards the guards. [color=ff99ff]"Welcome one, welcome all! Step right up and test your luck against the Amazing Aurora!"[/color] Jaina called out. 

	[color=ff99ff]"We have a special treat for you all tonight, as Risa, the Shadow of the Night, teams up with our star acrobat in this show exclusive to Justice, California. There will be fun, excitement, glamor, and most importantly, knives~!"[/color] She then paused for a second, before going berserk. She attempted to throw herself into a cartwheel, aiming to use the force of her body to knock one of the guards to the ground as she came down. With each guard that she struck, she'd shout out the number with a little squeal. She was so happy, she had almost entirely forgotten that part two of the plan involved getting out.