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Robert Philip Ball



He nodded feeling better about what he had tried to do for her.
"Well, you are not far from the boarder of the Forbidden Kingdom on my family's estate," he said.
"Anything I can get you to help you feel more comfortable?" he asked.
He would be a gentleman and let her tell him what she wanted.


Names:Ashley and Allie Burns
Age: 18 [August 20th]
Gender Female
height 5’9”
weight 120# and 125#

OccupationsStudents



Ashley


Ashley as a child loved animals and was always bringing cats, dogs, birds, snakes and frogs home to her parent’s house. When she was little, she fell in love with the Dr. Dolittle movies and later the books, when she started reading. It was always her dream to be able to talk and communicate with animals and to be a vet. Every school project she had some sort of animal connection. Her history teacher got her to learn the presidents by researching what pets they had and children or while they were in the White House. She can name them all. Every Halloween she dressed as an animal of some form or a veterinarian. She graduated at the top of her class with high honors.

Personality
Ashley is one of those high energetic, enthusiastic, driven girls. Her thinking is linear sequential and she likes to have a plan. If someone asks her out she wants to know where they are going, what they are doing, and for how long. The plan can be adjusted, but there needs to be a plan. Ashley can tell you where everything in her room is and notices everything.


Allie

Allie is the opposite of Ashley in many ways. She is studying graphic design and film studies. She is allergic to most animals and is more of a couch potato (at times). She can quote movie lines from many, many movies. Her idea of a good date is someone pays her Netflix and Hulu for a month, brings a blanket and junk food and crashes on the other couch to watch movies. Allie is very competent with the computer, a digital camera, and a digitizer tablet.

As a child she was kidnapped and assaulted. So, she is slow to warm up to people. Her favorite sweatshirt is fuzzy and black. Written on it in red letters is “People suck…” then in smaller print it says, “Including you.” The power she wished for growing up was just to be invisible at times. Living in the shadow of her over achieving sister was bad enough. Constantly being reminded that she is a victim is even worse.

Personality
Allie is lower energy than her sister and tends not to be as driven. She is a more of the non-sequential, non-linear thinking. Her thought is why put so much energy into what you can’t control. She is the introvert to Ashley’s extrovert.
Snowed-in at work

Cilia listened to Fergus intently. She undid the braids of her hair and started to finger comb it. It would take a while, but she was hoping not to go anywhere for a while. It was hard for her but she opened her mouth and spoke.
"I am Cilia," she said not giving her last name as it had been a long time since she had heard anyone speak it.
"I was born in a small village on the coast. Due to some ill fortune, I ended up living on the streets of the Ruins, scavenging for food and things to survive," her tone was matter of fact and it was clear that she was leaving out details probably due to shame.
Thinking hard about what to say, she tells them what she thinks is important about herself, "I have a tendency to pick up stray animals and people and care for them. I can be a bit of a mother hen at times, tending to people," Looking a Fergus and his reaction to her attempting to comfort and care for him, as this explained everything.
"I like to watch people and learn things," she said.
"Right now, I wish I had my pack of dogs. There is a hatch of rabbits we could hunt. The rabbits are big enough to feed us," she said pointing in a direction, "blankets, a warm bath, and a comb would be nice too." She left out the soft bed, good food, a roof over her head. As she rubbed her dirty feet she said, "And soft leather boots."
After a moment she said, "I am grateful to have all of you. I would have run to mine and probably be dead if it wasn't for all of you."

She listened to the others and wondered about setting a watch as she knew after running like they did. She knew she could not stay up all night.

(ooc: 6)
“Good evening and here is your WSB Atlanta news. Our top story for the evening is the ongoing investigation over the Bombing of the Local Police station,” a handsome newscaster said. The video drones on showing the carnage, blood, and wreckage.
The voice continues on, “The F.B.I and A.T.F. have taken over the investigation.”
A Federal Agent said into the camera, “This is looking like an act of Domestic Terrorism and we will get to the bottom of this.” The voices continue to drone.
After a quick five minutes of advertisements, a woman takes over. “In other news, five Brothers of the Benedictian Monastery of Savannah and three priests from the Atlanta area were found shot dead in apparent. They were all shot in the back of the head gang style head while kneeling in prayer.”
Images were shown of blood around the altar rails of three churches.
The weather came next with the five day forecast.

Next came protests at the capital and city hall calling for action to deal with the enhanced people.


Names:Ashley and Allie Burns
Age: 18 [August 20th]
Gender Female
height 5’9”
weight 120# and 125#

OccupationsStudents



Ashley


Ashley as a child loved animals and was always bringing cats, dogs, birds, snakes and frogs home to her parent’s house. When she was little, she fell in love with the Dr. Dolittle movies and later the books, when she started reading. It was always her dream to be able to talk and communicate with animals and to be a vet. Every school project she had some sort of animal connection. Her history teacher got her to learn the presidents by researching what pets they had and children or while they were in the White House. She can name them all. Every Halloween she dressed as an animal of some form or a veterinarian. She graduated at the top of her class with high honors.

Personality
Ashley is one of those high energetic, enthusiastic, driven girls. Her thinking is linear sequential and she likes to have a plan. If someone asks her out she wants to know where they are going, what they are doing, and for how long. The plan can be adjusted, but there needs to be a plan. Ashley can tell you where everything in her room is and notices everything.


Allie

Allie is the opposite of Ashley in many ways. She is studying graphic design and film studies. She is allergic to most animals and is more of a couch potato (at times). She can quote movie lines from many, many movies. Her idea of a good date is someone pays her Netflix and Hulu for a month, brings a blanket and junk food and crashes on the other couch to watch movies. Allie is very competent with the computer, a digital camera, and a digitizer tablet.

As a child she was kidnapped and assaulted. So, she is slow to warm up to people. Her favorite sweatshirt is fuzzy and black. Written on it in red letters is “People suck…” then in smaller print it says, “Including you.” The power she wished for growing up was just to be invisible at times. Living in the shadow of her over achieving sister was bad enough. Constantly being reminded that she is a victim is even worse.

Personality
Allie is lower energy than her sister and tends not to be as driven. She is a more of the non-sequential, non-linear thinking. Her thought is why put so much energy into what you can’t control. She is the introvert to Ashley’s extrovert.
Father Thomas





As the day progressed, the good Father had been taking his anger out on the earth. A slow winding spiral down into the earth till he hit limestone. He had been a good place to take out his frustration.

He learned a couple things. The first was that under the ground it gets dark, really dark. He needed to get an electrician in to run electricity and lights. He had made a trip to the home improvement store and bought flashlights, batteries, a couple lanterns, and five extension cords. The second thing was he needed to wrap the inside of the tunnel with a really hard stone so water would not penetrate the passage and flood the tunnel. There were some good aquifers that flowed underground and a lot more water than one would expect under a city.

The bedrock under Atlanta is only about 131 feet under the surface. This surprised Thomas, as he was expecting this to take weeks. When he tunneled into the bedrock then made a room about the size of a normal living room. The room was one piece of stone with right stone pews, four to each side.

Thomas returned to the surface to find food and rest.

When Thomas checked the news on his phone, he got a start, someone had been killing priests in Savannah and Atlanta.

In the walls he had made two tracks to run electrical cables and he had an idea of a cart system that would help move things up and down the passage way, but that was future work. Right now he needed to
John Brown and Ivy





When he had calmed down, John Brown walked down to talk to Ivy again. “Governor Ivy,” he called after knocking on the door. He entered her office to find her on the phone with the minority leader of the house. Getting the money to fund a few response teams was easy. He emergency decree had made this a no brainer type of response. The bill was still stalled though.

After she got off the phone, he said to her, “I need you to go on television, the message is simple, the legislature needs to act or the people will. Their failure to respond is creating lawless responses. The people need to let their local legislators know how they feel. And if needed start recall petitions to remove them from office. As governor, your hands are tied and the enhanced will continue to act as they will. Till the legislature acts and passes the bill, you can only respond. I think I will get this Pastor Grady in the hot seat in front of the senate committee.”

Ivy wanted to include that the enhanced were people too, but she knew the game well enough to let the House and the Senate be in the hot seat.

On television, she did her part. “I’d like to do more to help the victims and those struggling with these new powers, but I have to follow the constitution of Georgia and my hands are tied.” She smiled, “As a mother that is still upset about the loss of my son and for the family of the boy who used his powers to kill those students, I want to help them. So we can prevent this fro happening again.” John gave her a look from off camera and she refocused,”I’ve done all that I can do till the legislature acts.”

The rest of the questions all were brought to the same point, the legislature needed to act to protect the citizens.

John got to a couple members of the house and senate and had the summons Grady to testify. Maybe with some luck, he could be a tool to push the bill along. It would be even better, if he could get him to say something to break the laws. He could leverage Grady too.
Father Thomas




Thomas sat on the bed after watching Grady's message and shook his head in disbelief. Yes, he knew of his son's death and it bothered him too. Grady was one of a hand full of people who knew he had disappeared, this was harsh. He walked out of the Balcony and threw the phone into the dumpster from the dive hotel next door. As the garbage truck quickly pulled in, lifted the bin, and drove off.

When two of the brother's rushed to the gate and gave a message the the guard then proceeded to head to the fast food restaurant. A few minutes later a group of angry people came past, some hit hunting rifles, others with sticks or knives. The headed for the restaurant while others spread out watching. Grady, you lovable fool. Many of your flock are going to die because of your words. On the news, a mob had formed outside the catholic cathedral, police were trying to keep them back. The bishop came out to talk with the group, but someone threw a rock knocking the Bishop down possibly killing him as the crowd shouted. Andrew walked down, grabbed a pair of oily old coveralls and an old ball cap from the wall. From the safe, he grabbed a couple hundred dollars and a hand gun which he stuffed in a pocket. He grabbed his backpack containing his important things. Then he rubbed grease on his face neck and ears then headed out of the building. Calmly he walked to the gate house, was handed the note and then headed for the bus stop. It would not be long before the mob would find him if he stayed.

He needed to protect the innocent, they needed some place safe. As he road the bus he could see mobs beating people. People with powers were fighting back, some successfully others not. People were dying and this was on Grady's hands. The bus stopped near a small cemetery that had a chapel that had a basement vaults. The lower faults were full.

After making his prayer, he walked to the gate and unlocked it. Once through he locked it behind him. He was going to need to be Moses and save his people. But they would need a promise land to go to. Today he would start construction. Tomorrow he would worry about finding the people.




John Brown




John threw his cup of coffee when he heard what Grady had done. It was on the national news feeds and this two bit street preacher was trying to make Ivy look like a fool. The mobs taking things into their own hands, was too much. He got on the phone and hand the commander of the state police and the Attorny General get in front of cameras condemning the violence and calling for the task force to respond to the enhanced problem. He had to keep Ivy away from the cameras so she did not say something he couldn't control. Picking up his personal phone he called two of his PI's, "I want every thing you can get on this Pastor Grady, pictures, family, any dirt, and any weaknesses." With another phone call, the Revenue department emailed him a summary audit of the churches and his taxes. It was an internal document that was computer generated. The same thing with the DMV.

When he found the weakness, he would use his new tool to deal with this problem.

Ivy




When Ivy was finally allowed to watch Grady's message she felt for him. When she started seeing the mobs and the riots, she was mad. Not "Bless their little souls mad." if they would have given her a gun, she might have shot him mad. John Brown, had advised her to stay calm and stay on message. Don't give into the lawless mobs. Let the police handle this. She needed to focused on the task force and funding.

Not having any reporters or press in the situation room she asked rather loudly, "As Governor can't I have his little black but thrown in jail for inciting riots." This brought a few snickers. When she asked for advice, the room had lots of opinions. She found that most of her staff thought Grady was right. John when asked answered with "Governor, what is important is that you stay on task with the task force and funding.. Go head and condemn mom rule and senseless killing. But stay on task."

Every time she mentioned getting on camera, he staff said no. John placed a hand on her and mentioned at the moment, she did not know who was safe and who was not. She was the spokes person for this cause and the leader of Georgia.
John Brown & Adora


FLASHBACK Thursday




John was sitting in the sun room of his house. The back yard was fenced to keep the children in and the world out. With everything going on, the long hours at work. His wife and children headed for her patents. Things there were quiet at this point. He read the news on his tablet and made notes. He had searches on everyone that he deemed important, political or otherwise that feed into his news feed. The same was true for events happening in the state and nation. Ivy made a smart move when she was on television having the people push the fight to the legislature. There were lots of phone calls that were coming in. People did not understand that their call really resulted in a tick on a piece of paper taken by some intern. That would be passed to the chief of staff then to the legislator. Enough phone calls and emails people take notice..

If some ones child is in sports, John tags it to them and watches. Birth dates, baptisms, marriages, divorces anything that pops up and any of the major internet sources gets fed into his new feed and database.

It was time for a major move to be made, and John was the key piece to getting everything in motion. Although not one for the spotlight, he was the man behind the curtain in Georgia. The one pulling all the strings, and getting things done, the true raw force of power behind Governor Ivy. A 2018 Black Audi was seen pulling up outside of John's residence, and pulling into the drive way. The Man's name was Grant Michaels, an educated man with his hand in numerous business ventures across the United States, a former well used Corporate Lawyer, and a loaded political investor. He'd managed to placate a meeting with John at his private residence, not wanting any third parties to know of their meeting. Upon getting out of his car he checked his phone scrolling through his messages & a few apps before strolling over to the door and knocking. A smile spread across his face as he was looking forward to this meeting. He'd told John he was offering a great deal of money to him, and whichever candidate he stood behind in exchange for assistance with his own private goals being reached.

John came the door and showed the Grant in and back to the sun room, where he had fresh orange juice, coffee and sweet rolls. The sun was shining in making it a pleasant space. Grant’s reputation as a donor and an activist and was ,known by John. This was one of the good things about the donor registry laws. He knew the big donors who were for and against him.

Open on the table was the police reports and A.T.F. reports in regards to the police station Bombing.

Grant followed the political influence into the residence as he was escorted to the sun room. Truly John was an expert at what he did, seeing the set up he had. He decided to pour himself a glass of the orange juice and take a few sips. "Hmm you were reading about that tragic station bombing that happened downtown a few hours ago? Quite the awful scene. I'll cut right to the chase John, I'm willing to offer you and by extension the Governor my full support in return for your help? The Empowered individuals must be stopped, not only do they have a potential for violence, they can change the very fabric of how the world works. Imagine if one of them had a power that let them control the oil industry, or if one could literally use their power to grant free Wifi, or even create construction materials from nothing? Potentially billions of dollars of revenue loss from my business & several others, as well as lives. What's your stance on this John?" Grant inquired wanting to know where John stood on this as he took another sip of his orange juice

John nodded, then closed the file saying, “The problem as I see it is that they are creating Anarchy. In a land where all people are suppose to be equal, they are changing the balance of power. They are not equal.“ John was aware that some people were more equal than others. The thought of someone being able to do what he had spent years learning and the money out of his own pocket to pay for investigators by manipulation bothered him.

Grant listened with intent as John spoke. "Yes, some would even say their superior to us "mere mortals", I beg to differ. It takes more then raw power to just be in charge, you need all forms of it. Political, Financial, Social, Religious..."Grant emphasized the last word he stated looking down then staring at John. "However in order to effectively fight one form of power..you must have at your side John. I'm here not only to offer you financial support but power. You see John, I have a confession to make. I am not Grant Michaels, I apologize for the ruse, I'm merely an empowered who's altered my appearance to look like him ." Grant looked at John full of curiosity a smile etched on his face wondering how John would react to what he said, or if he would even take him serious.

After watching the video of the woman changing size, the thought of someone looking like someone else did not seem to impossible. Power was something he always wanted. He wad bribed,, befriended, stolen, seduced, and threatened people over his time. In a way it seemed like the Games of Thrones.

“As Ivy’s friend of many years,” he meant mentor, “ and as a lawyer I would need to advise you that she would frown on any illegal or immoral activity,” he said in a very polished way. He gave the I need to cover my and Ivy’s asses. “But, as a friend. I can ask you advice on how to deal with problems.” He said then nodded to Grant. It was fairly common practice. John pulled out his tablet and the printer in the office started to print. John excused himself for a moment,got the print outs and brought them to him in an envelope. It was all the details he had on the opposition. Where people liked to eat. Who was cheating on who. There were photos even. Along with it was a set of master keys to the capital, though not the executive offices. "This may be helpful as you do research for me," he said as he passed over the file.

"Grant" smiled having an idea what John was up to, but feeling confident enough that it wouldn't come back to him in a negative way. Most surprisingly, was how John did did not seem to react to the statement just issued. "Ah I understand entirely what your saying John, but still I wonder if you understand the gravity of this situation." "Grant" leaned back in the chair and his appearance shifted into that of Adora. "This is who I really am sir, you can call me Raven or Rae."" Reaching over she grabbed a sweet roll and took a few bites chewing slowly and letting out a somewhat audible moan. "So satisfying..John I truly appreciate your level of professionalism and this? " She reached out to accept the envelop opening it to take a peak. "I'm here to help you so anything you believe is within my "capabilities" I'm open for suggestions, honestly John I might be open to almost anyyything you want to give me, so just let me know." She uttered the last part of her statement slowly with emphasis on anything.


John smiled, it had been a long time since a woman gave him a proposition like that. “Well, Ms. Rae,” he stumbled a little on his words. He felt the tug of the spider web and he wasn’t sure if he was the spider or the fly. He pulled out a card and wrote down a private phone number and email address. “Maybe when we get Ivy into the White House,” He said, “we could fix the worlds problems and have some fun too.”
“Let me know if there is anything you need,” John said with a nasty smile.

Adora giggled pleased to see John's reaction as well as his stumbling on the words. She leaned in close and with a little teleknetic 'nudge' brought John and his chair a little closer to her placing a kiss on his cheeks then leaning back. "You just let me know handsome, and the world is ours for the taking. I'm just focused on making sure the 'others' like me don't have a chance to burn it all down before then." With a slight bob of her head to hone her powers on the card it flew from John's hands over to her hand and she placed it in her pocket. "Make America safe again, then I can make your bed shake again? I love the sound of that, oh you'll be needing this won't you?" Not wanting to leave John without some method of contacting her she gave him a Grant Michaels business card on the back was the name Miss Raven, and a number her secured burner phone

John puts the card in his wallet. Just then his phone rang, his boss had a project for him. Ivy was working at getting funding for the project.
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