[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] Highway to [s]Hell[/s] Grimm 
[b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	At Roy's question, Cecily was suddenly launched back into a vivid memory of college. One of her professors was always correcting their language - ensuring that they didn't mix up the difference between [i]absorption[/i] and [i]adsorption[/i]. She blinked slightly, trying not to feel like she was sitting in an 8:30 AM office hour, getting torn a new one over molecular orbital diagrams. She was in a car, speeding hopefully away from certain death and not towards it this time. [color=00ccff]"I... don't know..."[/color] Cecily admitted. She couldn't recall either way - she just knew that he was employed doing something security related there. 

	However, as Roy cursed and screamed a bit, Cecily jumped slightly, startled by the sudden outburst. The details he started to explain did clarify some things. Another security company, another conspiracy - she was tempted at this rate to just ask Roy every security company that worked in Justice so that way they could open investigations into all of them and get ahead of the curve. [color=00ccff]"Yeah, I know some people from England... Keystone, Caesar's right hand I think,"[/color] Cecily explained. She couldn't remember what Keystone's job was exactly off of the top of her head. 

	[color=00ccff]"And well... I have a third cousin who works at the asylum, she's British,"[/color] Cecily added, doubting that Iris was relevant to this however.