James walks the streets of LA the night is warm and breezy, just right no need for a jacket. He watches the people moving about, the thugs and gangsters hustling, the homeless  shuffling here and there in there sad existence. He saw the changes in the faces and the shops closed and new ones setting up. It was a time of mourning and regrowth. 

 James thought back over the last week or so about  coming back to the states and the mobster lifestyle he had left for some time. soon after his return a war happened and several people he had come to call family had died. but such is the life and James knew that. So he set about to help rebuild and honor the fallen by letting there teachings and ways be passed down.

He turns down the alley where his burnt down building stood. There waiting as always stood Shane his truest employee. Well my friend i should have told you to take the day off. But lets talk about a new Start something people will actually enjoy. 

The two men walk away with the ever present Mave a shadow never far from his side.

He was standing in the portal of one of the few buildings that stood unharmed as a familiar face passed by. Just as JohnMytton thought of grabbing James-coonan by the sleeve, Mave passed by as well. John held back, deciding to enjoy the moment of finally seeing Mave again, it had been ages since he had laid eyes on her..

John saw the pair approach a sad-looking, humble person who was apparently waiting for what must be his employer to arrive and soon overhears James-coonan speak to the poor lad about a fresh start, about new chances and about rebuilding the country.
When the sad-looking gentleman was aquitted of his daily duties, he seemed more relaxed. The men turned around, took off and walked towards him, JohnMytton winked to Mave, making a tiny bow and then turning his face towards James-coonan.

I overheard you speak.. I was wondering.. What influences will you have.. Or do you want to have.. Or how do you even hope to have in rebuilding this country? How do you feel it may become people properly enjoy and put their hearts in? What should become different from how it was.. Or ever has been?

James looks at the man who looks familiar but he could place the face. Mave clearly knew him as she was very protective and did not seem worried about the man as a threat.

My friend you have some great questions. I my self rarely hold any power other than helping to i spire people to be their best self. My contribution is simply that of helping spread hope and maybe helping a few souls find a way in this world of ours.

I dont know where my path will take me. All i know is that as a family and a city with a little hope and motivation we can rebuild and become a beacon of hope to others. To show that out of tragedy and loss greatness can grow. 

James nods to the man i hope that answers your question my friend. He takes JohnMytton by the hand hope you get to see how far we can make it.

Mad Jack smiled, and this time his smile was directed at James-coonan and not at his Mave..

It sure does. And I must say I find it pleasing to learn about your attitude of life. I believe that's the exact core of our community, helping others to grow.. I don't believe anyone that lacks that ability or intention could be in power for a long time.

After James took his hand, JohnMytton smiled once more

Somehow my bloodline is not very well known for living long.. But maybe my kin will!

  james looks at the man and smiles knowingly. His bloodline has not been recorded for longevity. Power was not something James would never expect in his lifetime.

 I only hope that we can have the chance to see you have a prosperous life my friend that we all can.

Inconspicuously standing across the street, clad in a neat black suit topped with a fedora, The Observer watched the interactions between three men and a woman. Without lifting his eyes from the group, he quickly scribbled hieroglyphic-esque symbols in a notebook, filling one page before moving onto the next. It was his duty to observe important moments in time, and he deemed this moment worthy of note. 

It wasn't his place to intervene, just to watch and record. He had been observing @James_Coonan for some time, knowing he was destined for something bigger than himself, even if James was as yet unaware of his destiny, as most are. Though he knew how the journey would end, The Observer wanted to watch the story play out.

  Mave took her job seriously so when she noticed the odd man in the shadows she slipped off herself. She made her way around behind the man with stealth honed in the streets against some dangerous foes.

 she slipps up behind him quietly placing her gun in his back. She speaks softly. No need to bring the others in on this. State your business here. She did not see Theobserver as a threat but gad to be sure

Feeling the muzzle of a gun in the small of his back, The Observer continues his observations, adding more notes to his book. He had seen the woman slip away. He had been watching the whole thing. But he also knew she had no reason to shoot him unless he posed a threat, which he didn't. 

I'm watching. 

That was his only reply. He couldn't say more without putting the future in jeopardy. One small change could destroy everything. It was a risk even letting her see him, but he didn't seem concerned. He needed those notes and up close observation was the most reliable source for the data he was collecting.

  @Theobservers words rang true. Her boss was not one of importance to most but she knew he could be great. But why would this strange man need to watch him and who was he?

 why are you watching? She asks the man. 

"Why are you watching?" she had asked him. In all his years as an observer he hadn't given much thought to it. He was an observer. Observers observe. It was all a part of the job description. He took a few moments to ponder her question, to find the right words to answer her without compromising his position.

I'm watching to learn. To better understand.

That answer would have to suffice because he was not permitted to give out any more information. He shouldn't have said as much as he already had, but given the circumstances his superiors would understand. He'd get off with no more than a warning not to do it again. Whether he heeded the warning or not was up for debate.

Mave thinks about the cryptic answer before deciding that if this man meant her boss harm nothing could stop him, She also felt that he did not mean harm simply to observe.  She holstered her gun before slipping off back to the side of her boss and only true friend.

She continues to watch the man from her post as she also watches for other possible threats that could be nearby.

James had watched as Mave slipped off to investigate something across the street that he could not even see. As she returned he turned and whispered. "Is everything alright" 

She answers with nothing but a nod which was normal for her when in public she chose to be quiet unless needed.

He turned back to the conversation at hand confident she would tell him her thoughts later.