Meleck

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Father Thomas

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Thomas had watched enough YouTube Videos and TLC episodes of How thing are made. to make one crazy. He had started to nod off. Dressed in a cassock with a security hat and florescent orange vest, he headed out armed with a stick, a dog treat, a couple bolts and a washer, and of course the maglight flashlight - one of the five battery models, big enough to crack a skull. Thomas headed to check out the large crash that had woke him.

The first thing he did was what any respectable person would do, he got backup. He took with him the one dog that liked him in the yard. She was a tough junk yard dog, so tough that she might lick you to death. "Okay, we've got to check this out. If someone is stealing stuff, we call the cops. No hero stuff," he said to the dog. If his last name was O'flannery or McMullen, he would go bust some heads with his Irish temper. But he had none of that in him. One of the strippers said that he reminded her of the Priest from the Thorn Birds to another one of the ladies. "That would make him a lover, not a fighter," he thought then told himself to worry about the intruder.

The last time that he had really tried to sneak was when he and a couple of his buddies snuck into the girls locker room, they didn't see anything. But they were there. Again he reminded himself, to worry about the intruder and not his "glory days."

He started praying to the Blessed Mother, Saint Eligius of Noyon, Michael the Archangel, and Saint Mathew as he waked. The dog was to his right side and walked with the flashlight turned off in his left.

He walked down the center of the isles of cars. Confident as a man with a two in bolt and a dog that would lick the intruder to death. He came a cross a man that appeared to be moving cars. Thomas lifted the flashlight up above his left shoulder about eye level and clicked it on. Bathing the gentleman in the bright white light of high powered LED's. In his best impression of Isabella from Phineaus and Ferb he asked the question, "What ya' doing?" trying to seem non-threatening after realizing he left his phone in the office.

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John Brown

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John sat at his desk watching his four monitors and two televisions. He had set a webcam up in his outer office that pointed down the hall to the governor’s office. A stack of semi-important papers sat on the corner of his desk if he needed to intervene. Ivy was soft as a politician goes, she believed in the ideals of government for the people. On his wall was a picture of Ivy with former President Carter, proof to him that they could get her into the White House. He had waited a long time to find someone like her. Idealistic, charismatic, articulate, able to think on her feet, and looked good on camera. It did not hurt that she was constantly reading and following the news and current events. She was a fairly quick study at the political game. As far as he was concerned, the only problem she had was she believed that the system works. Money and power were what drove the system.

Two envelopes of pictures came in from a detective. Blackmail pictures. He would deliver two more yes votes.

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Name: John Brown, Esq.
Age: 40
Gender: Male
Height: 5’ 22”
Weight: 280 lbs
Ethnicity: Kenyan
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Religion: Baptist (Grady’s church)
Occupation: Ivy’s Assistant to the Chief of Staff

Ability: None

Background:

John Brown is Ivy’s Assistant to the Chief of Staff and was a major player in getting Ivy in as Governor. He likes being the man behind the scenes, working the deals and negotiating the give and take of politics. In his public appearance, he is very calm and unassuming. In private he is very determined, even ruthless.

John wants what he thinks is best for Georgia and is not opposed to using hard tactics like blackmail or pressure to get what he wants. John worked to get Ivy into the position she is in. She is the face and southern charm, John is the real ambition behind the administration. He likes being the muscle that controls the neck that turns the head to where it should go.

John is married with two children. His law degree is from Duke.

Strengths:
John always has a plan, an alibi, and a scapegoat.
Knows lots of influential people
Knows where the skeletons are buried.

Problem:
John would make a deal with the Devil if it helped his cause.

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Ally Olsen (edited not to cause problems)

Name: Grankina Alla (Alya) Ruslanovna
Alias: Ally Olsen
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 130 lbs
Ethnicity: Russian and American
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Religion: None
Occupation: Special Forces Sergeant

Ability: Omnilingual and flight

Background:

Alya was born in Saint Petersburg to a Russian mother and American father (Harold Olsen). She grew up in a household of a single mother. To get out of poverty and because it was compulsory, she joined the Army. Alya thrived in the service and her superiors took notice. When she made sergeant she was assigned to the SVR RF, the Russian equivalent of the CIA.

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Name: Grankina Alla (Alya) Ruslanovna
Alias: Ally Olsen
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Height: 5’ 8”
Weight: 130 lbs
Ethnicity: Russian and American
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Religion: None
Occupation: Special Forces Sergeant

Ability: Omnilingual and flight

Background:

Alya was born in Saint Petersburg to a Russian mother and American father (Harold Olsen). She grew up in a household of a single mother. To get out of poverty and because it was compulsory, she joined the Army. Alya thrived in the service and her superiors took notice. When she made sergeant she was assigned to the SVR RF, the Russian equivalent of the CIA.

The Girl From the Forbidden Kingdom

Robert said, “My name is Robert,” and gave a fancy bow trying to make her laugh but then thought about her wound. “Are you in a lot of pain?” He asked, worrying about the wound. This was more important than the many questions he had for her. What bit her, where she was from, how she got here and where she was going?

He wondered if she had magic, everything on the other side had magic and was dangerous. At least that was what the stories said.

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Cilia Cosgair

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Cilia moved away from the group and flopped down leaning against a large rock near the water. She closed her eyes for a few moments, mostly to hide the tears. She wasn’t sure what to do with Fergus’ and Axley’s comments. The humor had a bit sarcasm to it, so she flinched away.

As she sat there, she rubbed her sore feet and watched the water spiders dancing across the surface of the river and the tadpoles darting away from the fish. She unbound her hair and let it fall loose around her shoulders and back. Then balled up while sitting, put her head down on her knees so no one else would see the tears. Her body and soul hurt. Even being use to spending her days moving, this had taxed her greatly.

When the explosion came, she looked at the others expressions. There was horror there. Then she turned to see the purple-black dome spreading out. They had all lost and left much behind. It was gone now. She hoped others had run and escaped the city as well. But the force and speed of the attack gave her the impression that luck, the dragons, or some divine force had helped them more than skill. In her heart, she did not want to know what happened to the city. Even worst she was not sure that she ever wanted to go back unless she had too.

When the dust settled, she decided to take the hand axe and try to find wood to keep the fire going tonight. Keeping her thoughts closed inside herself. She thought that maybe making her arms as tired as her legs would help her sleep.

The fire was important as she knew that there were going to be wild animals on the move too. That army with all the noise and the smell of death would displaced most animals. The fire was about the only thing that would keep them away. Raccoons, wolves, bears would not be scared by a small fire. Porcupines and skunks would not even give the fire a second thought and either of them would make for a very unpleasant few days. The smell of food, even the jerky would bring them in. Their eyesight isn’t great which made sleepers vulnerable to their wrath if spooked.

Cilia stayed within shouting distance on both sides of the river, bringing wood back to chop it with the hand axe. She would let others help and she did not really try to avoid the group. She just needed to work through things.

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