[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff][b][i]Cecily Ashworth[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9F58z5NN/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location:[/color][/b] Airport 
[b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	Cecily put her things in the trunk of Roy's car, listening to what he said. As she shut the trunk, she couldn't help but feel a bit paranoid. Roy had a new partner from New York - sure, maybe that was safe but maybe it wasn't. Whatever was happening in Justice, it didn't seem to stop at the city limits. Could Roy's new partner be involved somehow? Would Roy even know, given his membership in the group? She glanced around one last time, wishing that this wasn't her life. She couldn't deal with being paranoid all of the time. She wanted her boring, normal life back.

	Cecily took a breath and a beat, before she got into the shotgun seat of the car. [color=00ccff]"How'd you manage this? Even I know this car is nice,"[/color] Cecily asked Roy. At the mention of Riley, Cecily smiled slightly - but it wasn't an entirely warm and carefree one. Instead, she looked tired - like someone smiling after waking up from a nightmare and hearing some good news. The image of Natasha dead on the ground was etched into her brain and she knew that after this was all over, she'd need therapy - if she could even trust a therapist to confide in.

	[color=00ccff]"So your partner... Is she someone we can trust?"[/color]