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[b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Monday May 22nd, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@FantasyChic] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr]
	
	[b][color=ed1c24]Queensguard Research:[/color][/b] "Yeah, well..." Daniel started but Zoie just smiled and took over the conversation. 

	"Well we had planned on a family reunion of sorts soon back home but Daniel here doesn't like crowds, especially family. So I drug him along to make him get some use out of the tux I shelled out for," she said with a smirk as she placed a hand on her hip. "He has no problem when I spend money on those silly video games but heaven forbid he would ever gussy himself up for mom and dad," she said as she stood there. 

	"Yes, Daniel was never one to take into account how much something might cost another," Wentworth said with disdain in his voice. Turning his head he looked over at Mali and then looked her over. "The pleasure is all yours, I am sure," he said as he ignored her out stretched hand. 

	"Why are you here?" Daniel asked as Zoie turned her attention back to Mali. 

	"Of course darling," she said and ordered the drink from the bar tender that was standing there and waiting. 

	"I work here," he said coldly. 

	"You used to work here, last I heard MSS took over the account," Daniel snapped back. "All because you couldn't keep things..." he started but was cut off as Zoie turned around with Malis drink and sent it flying right into Daniels tux. "What the hell?" he snapped as he pulled his glasses off, which were nor dripping with vodka. 

	"Whoops..." she said. "Come on, we better get you cleaned up before that stains."

	"It's clear"

	"Olive juice will leave a ring," she said before snatching him by the arm and pulling. "Excuse us," she said as she flashed a smile and eyes Mali for a second before her eyes drifted to Wentworth and back again. The pulling her brother off and into the crowd started making a beeline for the hallway. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]The Roads Of Mexico:[/color][/b] Natasha laughed as they made it down the road. Things were going good so far and the music kept things moving along. The further they got away from the airport and town the better she felt. Being around Caesar had left a rather bad taste in her mouth. 

	Leaning back in the seat she got comfortable. It was going to be a long drive. (We will break until LLA gives me a random roll that something happens. So don't worry about Cecily for a bit until you need to post a text message or something comes to mind.)

	[b][color=ed1c24]Inside the Heads Of The Insane:[/color][/b] Tinder picked up his phone and looked at the number before answering. His eyes narrowing somewhat as he looked over at the Queensguard building. "Shit okay, fill me in on exactly what happened," he said as he pulled out a small note pad from his jacket and a pen. "Don't leave out anything," he added. 

	Nurse Cratty had nodded and agreed not to call the cops. Granted that was out of her hands. The alarm had been triggered which meant the cops would be notified but it didn't mean she couldn't stop them before finding a dead body. Putting on her best don't fuck with this old nurse face, she made her way quickly down the hallway and then down the stairs. She would do what she could to cut them off at the front door. 

	Cynthia was yelling through the phone so Risa went ahead and put it on speaker. [color=a187be]"Jobs done, gonna give me that location now?"[/color] she said as Lucas turned down another road. 

	"Dead light District, Warehouse 54, fifteen minutes," a voice piped in on the line. 

	"Bring strawberry quick!" Cynthia chimed in. "You coming to see me? Momma said we are going to paint pretty pictures!" Cynthia yelled. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]A Safehouse in the Deadlight District:[/color][/b] "No god no, no plumber," he yelled out quickly. Last thing they needed was a plumber being called to a safe house. That would attract attention, especially if the plumber had ever seen Riley on TV or heard her on the Radio. It would be out everywhere where they were hunkered down at. Granted that wasn't a problem but he didn't want the location of the safe house blown. 

	After a few minutes he stepped out ad the whole room was flooded with the smell. It wasn't just him, this was back up smell from years of rot sitting in the pipes. (going to be hard to hold down those wings.) Rushing out he ran to the kitchen and went under the sink, grabbing a bucket and some other things. "Stay back girls! I got this! Bio-hazard! Fucking hell, we could use a forensic team clean up crew on this shit. Where is Rogue when I need her ass!" he said before rushing back in , plunger in the hand, like some fucked up version of a knight in Kevlar armor to battle the Golgothan.