Daniel nodded his thanks to Kira for covering the recording light. He typed in a few commands on his keyboard, making the camera zoom in as far as it could go. He looked at the picture, it was not too difficult to make out features, kind of like you were ten or so feet away, "I don't reconize any of them, do you? Well, other than the mayor, of course." He turned the screen slightly towards the others.

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Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

Michael, who was quite mad at whoever turned off the lights, closed his eyes to ajust to the darkness quicker. Soon after picking up on the question of reconition, he stared intently at the group. He then pointed to one lady, at the front of the group.

Tapping Daniel's arm, he said,

"I've seen her before... Only once or twice, though. She seemed very... Suspicious. Always on guard." Pointing at the woman he was talking about, he hoped that none of them had taken notice of their company.

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Jermey Tibot smiled at Jackson and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you."
The mayor turned to Addison and bowed his head.
"Miss." They shook hands.

Emmeline squinted at the two figures. "I wonder who they are. Where have you seen the woman. She looks a little familiar."

Addison smiled and followed the mayor inside the City Hall. It was a large space. All the chairs and tables were stacked against the wall. There was one long table with 2 suitcases and lots of files. Addison went over and started looking through the folders, each had a very descriptive personality report on each of the the D.H. residents.

"I geuss we wait now." Emmeline sighed as the group went inside the City Hall.

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It took a minute for Michael to respond to Emmeline's question, but eventually he did.

"I saw her around the library alot. She would check out the wierdest books... Anyway, she seemed to just... Look at people alot. I don't know why. She didn't talk much."

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"Well," Kira inserted, "we can either assume that she just likes to read, or we can be suspicious. Take your pick."

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Daniel shrugged, "How about both?" He typed in a few more commands, sharpening the picture some more, but not much.

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Four Gods wait on the windowsill,
Where once eight Gods did war and will,
And if the Gods themselves may die,
What does that say for you and I?

Now, three Gods wait on the windowsill
Where one God's blood was lately spilled
While black tongues lap at the spreading pool
And build the strength they need to rule.

"She always just seems to be watching people is what it sounds like. I wonder where they are from." Emmeline rolled back on her heels.


Addison finished flipping through the folders. She looked at Jackson. "Project Time is now a go, you ready to proceed?"

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Jackson closed his own folders. "I'm as ready as I will be." he said. He never had felt good about the kids being kept separate from the rest of the world, just because they weren't genetically engineered.

Addison nodded. The mayor clapped his hands together.
"Well, your stuff will be moved to the hotel across the street. I suggest you head up there and get a good nights sleep."

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Kira looked over at Addison and Jackson. "Yes," she said with a slight whispher in her voice, "that lady did always appear a bit suspicious, or, at least, on gurad from trying to hide something."

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