[b]M A D D I E  G R A C E[/b]

The board member's decision to include Maddison Grace Green as one of the two members from Providence on the city-wide discovery team was hardly unanimous. While a handful of people on the board were actively against sending her, or any other members of the faction, on a journey which most of them deemed as a suicide mission, the rest of the board remained as unopinionated as possible until Samantha Green, Maddison's aunt and the board's most prominent member, voted in favor of the idea. It was because of her Aunt Sam's decision the make her a sacrificial lamb for the faction that Maddie was now trudging through the city, headed towards the Fairview faction's base of operations, with little more than the clothes on her back and a combat knife strapped to her hip.

Though she left fairly early in the morning the Alaskan sun was shining high overhead when she finally made it to the center of Fairview's territory. The outskirts of the faction's land were quiet and lifeless, but here the air buzzed with activity. Throughout the central part of the city humans, ghouls, and even some super mutants wandered through the streets, occasionally pausing to trade supplies or chat with passers-by. After bumping into a handful of particularly grumpy folks Maddie made her way through the faction's self-dubbed 'market district' which surrounded what was Anchorage's museum in the pre-war era, then pushed her way through the large double doors into the building.

Inside was not nearly as crowded as the market, and the noise from outside was just a hum in the background. Along the entire front of the building the windows were boarded up, but light through the grimy upper windows cast a dim glow through the open space. Maddie was greeted by a decrepit ghoul with a walking stick in one hand and a satchel on its shoulder. Before she could say anything the ghoul held a hand up and motioned her towards a doorway at the far end of the room.

"Uh, thanks," she mutters as she passes the ghoul with a shrug and heads through the doorway. It opened into another large room, and even with the lower lighting she could see masses of people huddling in small groups and speaking quickly in hushed tones. While the scene did seem a bit odd Maddie tried not to think too much of it. Instead, she found an open corner and leaned back against it while making a half-hearted attempt to listen to the group of folks nearest to her.

From what she could hear it seemed the group was waiting for the faction leader who was supposed to speak to them within the hour, though they didn't give a particular subject matter of the speech Maddie had to assume it was about the team going to Fire Island. Specifics hadn't been given to anyone who had been chosen to go, but the heads of each faction knew the general idea of the mission and divulged bits and pieces of the information to their members at their discretion. All Maddie really knew about the trip was that she was going to be documenting the journey, providing medical care as needed, and that the team was heading to Fire Island, off the coast of the mainland. How they were supposed to get there was a mystery, but she was sure the faction leaders had already come up with a solution to that issue.