[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] [color=99ccff]Perception, Psychology, Photographic Memory,[/color] [color=ff99ff]Intuition[/color][/center][hr]	Iris mentally went through Marc's instructions one last time after he ended the call. She couldn't help but wonder if her cousin would end up on the scene - but she imagined she would. Cecily was the coroner after all and they had a dead orderly in an isolation ward. She pinched the bridge of her nose for a moment, feeling the stress begin to build up, before she began to dial the extension for the front desk. She didn't know if the police had already arrived and had been headed off, but it didn't matter. Iris trusted Tinder and she was going to follow his instructions. This was his area of expertise, after all - not hers. It would have been a violation of professional courtesy to do otherwise. 

	Once she heard the call go through, Iris would then explain to Nurse Cratty what Agent Tinder had just told her. [color=99ccff]"Please let the police investigate the scene in full,"[/color] Iris said simply. She then ended the call and took a deep breath. What situation was Agent Tinder in? The thought popped into her head as she replayed what he had said - he was in some sort of life or death situation. She supposed it was reasonable - he was a federal agent, after all. Yet it still gave her pause - and she couldn't help but imagine it somehow had something to do with Cynthia. 

	Meanwhile, Jaina was unconvinced that Lucas wasn't [i]actually[/i] Prince Harry. She gave him a wink, as if playing along with the clever ruse. It was understandable that he didn't want Risa to know about it. It'd be a bit of a let down for someone who had once dated a Bazhooli to be dating a British prince. Still, the two of them seemed to be very cute together. Jaina couldn't help but grin for them - though she wondered what Prince Harry's actual profession was. Did he just drive Risa around in a car all day? How kind of him! 

	[color=ff99ff]"And I'm an acrobat!"[/color] Jaina called out, not wanting to be left out. She gave a cheerful wave to the blonde woman at the door, as she got out of the car. She wanted nothing more than to do a million cartwheels at the moment. She always enjoyed doing cartwheels. She once had done one and landed on some bystander - but it had been so much fun! And besides, their face looked better after that anyways. It had been too symmetrical before. She was pretty certain she recognized the woman as Cynthia's mom. [color=ff99ff]"Are you coming with us to the Circus?" [/color]Jaina asked excitedly.