[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Grove
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

James returned Veil’s look with a shrug. The best friend of the love of his life was a ghost and as much as he hated to admit it, Selene’s brand of crazy was just a little more intense than Casper’s. She definitely creeped him out after the whole eating ghosts thing in the mansion but the skull really was just another tuesday. Dr. Sinister’s suggestion barely got a reaction out of James because if that idea had gotten even a bit of traction, James knew the entire summer table would have revolted on the spot. He narrowed his eyes at the mischief in Selene’s excitement but it was dismissed when the proposal was officially put forward. James fiddled with the locket around his neck as he contemplated the idea.

[color=mediumspringgreen]“I lost my dad when I was 18. There wasn’t a reason for it, just a bad spat of luck. Electrical fire grew through the building, dad was stuck, and now he’s in the ground. My home was gone, my family was gone, my peace of mind was gone and if someone had the balls to suggest I attend a party barely even three days later, I would have introduced their face to the concrete as fast and painfully as I could.”[/color] James spoke softly, opening up that wound unpleasant. The sting in his eyes suggested he wasn’t nearly as over it as he thought he was but he tabled that thought for the time being. [color=mediumspringgreen] “I’m not outright opposing it. Something lighter than what we’ve been dealing with would be a nice change of pace but just throwing a designer party isn’t going to help. In the Underground, we saw people who’d had their entire lives turned upside down as the friends and family they’d loved and trusted all their lives turned on them, hurt them, and turned them into the authorities. It was a frustratingly common experience and it didn’t just strip them of hope,  it stripped them of their sense of safety and security.”[/color] James explained, his fingers drumming on the table as he spoke.

[color=mediumspringgreen] “We should expand on the concept. The people of Genosha have had their sense of safety and security stripped from them and the best way to start healing is by fostering community support. Instead of just a gala, we should host a festival put together by various parts of the community for everyone to enjoy. It would give everyone a hands on distraction that lets them celebrate life and the best parts of those we lost. We can use the gala as a sort of tie off to the day but a fancy party planned by others isn’t enough to give back what people lost. They need a sense of ownership and pride in the face of despair.”[/color]