[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff][b][i]Cecily Ashworth[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://s22.postimg.cc/rdo2m1mep/tumblr_oxf6ecb7_Yi1wtw0p9o2_540.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location:[/color][/b]  Laredo Colombia Solidarity Port of Entry
[b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] Deduction, Knowledge of Chemistry, Knowledge of Biology, Knowledge of Toxicology[/center][hr]	Two killers? Cecily had a feeling that it wasn't the exact sentence that Natasha was trying to get out. It would have been nice in that moment for the X-Men to be real - for her to be able to just focus and pull the thoughts out of Natasha's head. But then again, her nickname from her partner was Rogue - she likely wouldn't be a telepath. If anything, her superpower would have only made the situation worse. It was her fault anyways in reality. She had been the reason why Natasha left the safety - well, relative safety - of her home. If Natasha died here, it was on her. 

	[color=00ccff]"I don't know what you're trying to tell me, Nat,"[/color] Cecily said as calmly as she could, grabbing the ringing phone with numb hands as she answered the call, putting it on speaker. [color=00ccff]"Here - it's your fiancé, I think,"[/color] Cecily explained, setting the phone down next to Natasha's ear. The ambulance was almost here, but Cecily didn't even know how Natasha was managing to hold on. Every scientific instinct in her body told her that Natasha should be dead. [i]Two...killers...[/i] Somehow, she doubted that was as simple a message as Natasha was trying to convey. [color=00ccff]"Just hold on, help is almost here."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][color=99ccff][b][i]Iris Kingston[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/369c373ccd5492086fe09c131190330d/tumblr_o1l0wsNgEX1s5zf6fo1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=99ccff]Location:[/color][/b] Secret Airstrip in Grimm
[b][color=99ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] Photographic Memory [/center][hr]	Iris couldn't help but scream as the explosions started, curling into a defensive ball even before Ross told her to get down. She had naively thought that they were out of the woods, having survived the plane crash. She had thought that if she were to die, it'd be on impact. This was just too insane for her to comprehend, her heart beating quickly as she tried to comprehend how this even could have happened. She didn't have any sort of engineering or science background. All she knew was that explosions were happening.

	Was someone still trying to kill them? Or was this just the aftermath of the crash, trying to kill the last two survivors? She had a horrifying image of Cynthia's biological mother with a flame thrower, just looking for them and setting anything that looked flammable and explosive aflame, just in an attempt to kill them. And even if it wasn't her, she couldn't help but feel that Grimm Indiana was a bit cursed. Would they end up being just another two unsolved deaths here? And what had caused the pilot to crash the plane in the first place? 	

	[color=99ccff]"What the 'ell is going on?!"[/color] Iris asked Ross, trying not to shake too much.