[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff][b][i]Cecily Ashworth[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m8ngqwJYEV1qzn5f0o1_500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location:[/color][/b] The Asylum - Main Floor -> Down the Stairs 
[b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] Cool Headedness, Constitution[/center][hr]	Cecily barely registered what was happening and she quickly stuffed her fingers in her ears, crouching her neck down slightly like a turtle attempting to retreat into its shell. It was a good thing she had, with the gunfire and screams that immediately followed. She slowly took her fingers out of her ears and wiped her fingers slightly on her pant leg, not really having anything more sanitary to do that on in this creepy old Arkham Asylum location shoot. Hearing a scream that the stairs weren't stable and then someone else calling out Riley's name, her heart quickened slightly and practically skipped a beat. They were so close to Riley.

	Doing her best to stay calm and braced, she followed Roy down the stairs closely, fortunate enough to not end up falling to her doom or anything along those lines. [color=00ccff]"We really are living in a fucking comic book..."[/color] Cecily said with disbelief, her eyes wide as she stared at the supposedly dead girl. She had helped Natasha with the autopsy on Alicia's corpse. She was [i]dead[/i]. Caesar had positively identified her as his daughter, hadn't he? She blinked slightly, wondering if Alicia had really gone to all of that trouble to fake her death. It seemed like something someone related to Caesar would do out of paranoia. [color=00ccff]"... Maybe that body we examined wasn't hers,"[/color] she said quietly, making a statement but really asking a question to Roy. However, at least Riley was down there too - and alive. Maybe she knew how Alicia was here and not in Mexico six feet under. 

	[color=00ccff]"Riley, we're here!"[/color] Cecily called out to her.