[center] [i][b] 2290, New Vegas, Ultra-Luxe Resort & Casino--Marie Ashur[/b][/i] [/center]

Marie smiled at North, as her hand wandered to her glass of water, as waves formed inside it, pushing away from her hand. "Mr. North, these who you call Prophets cant compare to what my High-Father is, was, and will be!" Picking up the glass, the water suddently stopped moving at all, as not even the forced of Gravity seemed to apply to the liquid content inside. "But i am well aware that you can not know about his powers, nor about the beauty of our faith! Few, that havent seen the Holy City can!" 
Taking a short sip, she placed the glass once more on the table, and as soon as her fingers did let go of it, there was an sudden surge in movment in the water, some even spilled over the sides, wetting the cloth below it. "My knowledge about the NCR and the Legion is limited, yet what i know, tells me that it was to expect that these two nations would soon again be at each others throat! I still see it as a daring move, to declare said war at a Meeting to secure the peace. I do hope, that this shall not overshadow the coming negotiations, for i am here to simply make sure that our Missonaries can spread the word of our faith, protected from any harm, that might come upon them, performing their sacred duty." 
"Oh, please Mister North, i think we all could agree that the old USA, is a mere relique of a past, that will never return. We should not use the wrapping of said corpse anymore, but simply focus on the future ahead." Her eyes wandered on her own food, and an almost childish smile moved on her lips. "Oh, i am not aware of the existence of said Wendigo? Is this a creature in your homeland? Still, i can only agree on your choice with the good tender Brahmin....the meat is very rich and red!"