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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] Zoie pushed her brother through the crowd toward the hallway to where the bathrooms were. Thankfully in a place such as this the bathrooms were easily located and accessible. Mens, womens, and hell yeah, a family one. That would work. "Get in there," she said quietly. 

	"Let's get you cleaned up," she said in a normal tone as she opened the door and glanced around, waiting for Relic to enter. A few seconds later they were both in the bathroom and the door was locked behind them. The mens and womens bathrooms might 
have allowed for more than one at a time but the family allowed to be locked for privacy of a single stall. 

	Wentworth watched as they were around the corner and then his eyes shifted elsewhere for a minute before turning his attention back to Mali. It wasn't like he wanted to speak to her but she had mentioned MSS. "Yes, something like that. I take it you have had a personal run in with them yourself, at least from the way you speak. Have you?" he asked as he looked her over. 

	[b][color=ed1c24]Inside the Heads Of The Insane:[/color][/b] Marc took down notes as he could and then looked over at the front door of the Queensguard facility before turning his attention back to his phone call. "I can't get there, at least not for a couple of hours. I am held up right now. Let the police come, don't hinder them from their investigation. Perhaps they can help," he said int the phone as he ran over what she had told him again. 

	"This woman, what did she look like exactly? Any features? Was she with anyone else?" he asked. 

	"Walsh," Lucas said with a chuckle. 

	[color=a187be]"We'll be there."[/color] Risa was just going to let the girls keep talking on the phone but it seemed the woman on the other end wasn't. The phone line went dead and Risa sighed before slipping the phone back into her bag. [color=a187be]"Only a little bit longer,"[/color] she assured Jaina as she pulled out from her bag a crayon box and a Lisa Frank Coloring book. Handing it back to the girl. She figured that maybe it could keep her busy. [color=a187be]"Only for coloring right now, no painting until we get ready for the circus. We do want to put on a show don't we?"[/color]

	[b][color=ed1c24]A Safehouse in the Deadlight District:[/color][/b] Roy looked over towards Riley. "Hey, it's not my fault! You girls were the ones that ordered Ass Blow Out level hot!" he said as he walked back to the table once things were cleaned up as best as they could be and he had nearly given himself third degree burns washing his hands to make sure they were as sterile as possible as this point. 

	Picking up the bag he ripped off the receipt and handed it over to Riley. He wasn't lying. Under the wings, it said - Sauce: Ass Blow Out. Seemed it was a very fitting title. Granted when Roy ordered it, he was pretty damn sure it was just a joke and not to be taken literally. He would for here on out take all plays on words when it came to hot wing sauce with every bit of weight they had. 

	Picking up his drink he downed it quickly and finally had a seat next to Priya to watch the video. It was an interior recording of the warehouse where Lawson and Clemins had shot each other down just outside. The time stamp was two hours before everything went to hell and there were two dead bodies on the evening news. Everything seemed fine for a while. People just moving in and out but there was no sign of Clemins yet. 

	It wasn't until they got to the half hour before hell broke out moment did anything really change. A woman with red hair came into the place. From the angel of the camera one couldn't see her face but the way she carried herself seemed familiar. There were some words exchanged between her and Clemins as he sat in his desk. The exchange seems to be getting heated but one can't hear it right now.