<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Wednesday, January 8th - 8:17 AM</strong></span><br/><em>Front Door of Cathedral</em></div><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/gvsNAKB.jpg)</div><strong>WHO:</strong>Gia Devlin (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316749.msg15286077#msg15286077)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Ripped up Jeans with an old tank top, dirty, holed running shoes<br/><strong>DOING:</strong>Debating Knocking at Front Door<br/><strong>NOTE:</strong><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Anyone who wants to answer front door.<br/><hr/><br/>Gia stopped trudging forward as she looked up at he old, dilapidated building in front of her.  It didn't look like much, but it was the Cathedral.  A place where she could possibly learn to control her powers better, a place of safety after the devastation of the Eclipse.  It didn't look like much, it sorta looked like a strong wind could blow it down.  Pausing, she cast her vision down the timestream, looking into her future again, checking to see if this was indeed the place.  She saw herself entering the three story building, meeting people.  Speeding faster through time, she saw herself in classes, learning various things to help her survival, in some timelines she gets into a relationship with different women, usually Amber or Gigi, and even both at the same time.  She sees herself facing danger with different members of the Cathedral, knowing that these people she can trust to have her back.   There were so many possibilities in this dilapidated building that she could and had in past spent hours investigating all the possibilities.  She hadn't even stepped into the building and she knew about most everyone inside of it, not their stories, just her interactions with them in the future.<br/><br/>Bringing herself back into the present, she hiked up her worn backpack, containing all her worldly possessions, and trudged tiredly forward up to the door.  She had walked all night to get here sooner, walking all night was safer than taking another day to get here.  She had run out of food a day ago and only had water because of the stream she had found by searching the future for where water was.  A years of travel through the desolation of the country, using her precognition to avoid dangers, and now all she had to do was take a couple of dozen more steps and she would be able to rest.  Stopped in front of the door, she took a deep breath, she raised her shaking fist knocking loudly enough for the sound to echo all the way back to the kitchen.