<br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Saturday, January 11th - 6am</strong></span><br/><em>The Cathedral, Front Porch - Entry</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://pmcdeadline2.files.wordpress.com/2018/09/davis.png)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Barthaholmew Alvin Creed (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15290256#msg15290256)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Jean and shirt<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Clean up, scouting, fixing, observing, watching....needing some herb so he can slow down a bit.<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong>Sunrise is still almost two hours away, 7:52am.<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Antigone, open<br/><hr/><br/>Barry was looking at her as he was in this space.  He notices some of his energy transition to her.  He was funny to watch her body react to his presence.  He only smirked though only to chuckle as she said he was still in control of his faculties.  “Just because someone smokes doesn’t mean they are completely lost.  I smoke to help with relaxation.  Sometimes to simply forget the past and stay in the moment, so people don’t think I am such a loser because I am totally hyper and forget a few words when I don’t just slow down and relax.  Think before I speak versus my simple verbal regurgitation.”<br/><br/>He said as he watched her.<br/><br/>He was truly fascinated by the display of her power.<br/><br/>“Rumor a place where people could be themselves and learn how to use and focus their abilities.  I came here as it was like a beacon once I got here it just felt like home…no real parents but the Four are pretty good and they didn’t make me feel like some outcast.”  He looked at her as she looked at him.  “You are watching me aren’t you?  You feel me, don’t you?  What are you thinking about?  What’s going through your mind?”  He asked several questions but they were much slower than before, focused as he was listening to her.  His studying of her was sincerely intent without even staring.  He was there and was trying to feel her.