<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/><br/>“That hardly seems fair to make you watch over a group of people to which you don’t belong too yet?  Diminished? I am still alert but more relaxed around you.  Not afraid to make mistakes or say something stupid that might upset you or make you disinterested in me.”  He said with a light smile.  It seems others like the more relaxed version of him better.<br/><br/>“Antigone…greek tragedy.  But I understand.  Ellington…like the Duke.  I like that.  Hmm, so your duel heritage benefited you greatly then?  Nice.”  He looked at her admiringly this time.  He didn’t mind if she saw him or had some awareness of the hint of desire in his eyes.  The kiss alone told him it wasn’t one-sided and he liked and missed her lips on his own already.<br/><br/>“Don’t know honestly, most people don’t really care.  Just prefer that I do my job.”  He shrugged thinking about the calibration equipment.  “ I am as fast as lightning I guess…  Nothing to compare it or me too.”<br/><br/>He was gone briefly before he standing near her with a small socket set.  His body was seemingly crackling with small sparks that seemed to flow over his skin from the static electricity and then fade.  “There is a 25 in the set.  Or was that your test to determine how high I was and did the weed affect me if so how much and if I was off a step did I miss a beat.  If someone attacked you right now would I be an asset or a liability?”  He looked at her there was nothing left to his smoke.<br/><br/>He held her hand lightly, “I am interested in you Antigone…so I wouldn’t let harm come to you.  So I wouldn’t be a liability to you in a fight.  The weed is primarily to clear my head make me less emotional which for others around here means to make me ‘Normal’!  My system is normally hyper so this kind of depresses me to normal.” He smiled as he looked at her finding her more than interesting.  “How well do you fight?”  He asked.<br/>