Nimiri looked across the vast empty room ahead of her and out of the window at the end. Rows of boxes had been stacked up against the wall, ready to be unpacked on some later day. She sighed.

"So much work to do. And where to begin?", she asked herself. She edged herself closer to the windowsill and looked out once more. Rain was pouring down in Bell Vista, a sad and dreary sight to behold. Of course, Old City District wouldn't have been much better. "It's always sunny in Philadelphia, they say. They shouldn't."

"Focus, Nimiri, focus!", she repeated to herself. "There must be some way to manage this crew of ours better. There simply must be. Members are slacking off left and right. The police are right on our track, and the other gangs are started to intrude on our turf." Nimiri shook her head in desperation and stared once more at the rows of boxes stacked up at either side of the room, blocking the view of the hideous wallpaper. 

She looked to her left; boxes full of things belonging to the crew. She looked to her right; boxes full of things belonging to the crew once more. And she was caught right in the middle, trying to manage them all. She starting pacing around the room, round the large wooden table in the middle. Pacing back and forth, and back and forth again. "Come on, this shouldn't be so hard.", she said to herself. "Maybe I ca--". 

She could hardly finish her train of thought, before tripping over a box lying on the floor. With a profanity shot into the air, and a loud thud to compliment it, she fell to the ground. "Stupid, ruddy boxes everywhere.", she said, regaining herself. "Too much to unpack on my own, maybe I can as--"

Once more, her train of thought was interrupted. This time it was not due to the exhilaration of falling, nor was it due to the sudden jolt of pain from a fall onto concrete. This time, it was revelation that interrupted her thinking process.

"That's it! That's it! That's it!", Nimiri exclaimed into the open room. "Help. Why didn't I think of it before? The way I can save this crew is with some help! The reason we're having these issues is because I have to organize so many men altogether. Just like these stupid boxes over here are too much for me to handle on my own too!"

"But who? Who would I think is worthy of creating a seperate branch, a whole other team to do their own thing out in the field?" She stared into the rain again, lost for words. Her new phone rang, freshly installed just the other day. 

"Yes, hello? This is Nimiri, who's this? How did you get this number?", her voice sounding confused. "It's me, Navent. Wanted to talk to you about something". Nimiri looked up, her eyes glistening at the second revelation of the day. It was right before her all along, the obvious choice, and now she had found it.

She grinned. "Actually, Navent, I wanted to talk you about some too..."

Congratulations to two great people, Nimiri and Navent. wiGgLEfAngirL4LYfe is very lucky to have you both; He holds you both so dear to his heart.

May the black bird soar high. 

Navent strolled out of Rayln's office, stopped in front of a mirror on the wall to fix the part in his hair.  He shook his head and laughed, he knew there was no fixing the mop of hair on his head.  He was already planning how he would steal Rayln next time, and not end up being stolen himself as he hopped a flight back to Bella Vista where he knew Nimiri wanted to talk with him.

He rushed back to his boss's new HQ, and yelled out, "NIMIRI!  I have something you for you... forget ships in a bottle, check this out!  It's freaking NEW YOUR CITY... in a bottle! How legit is this?!"    His boss gave him a polite smile, and he knew Nimiri meant business.

Navent let Nimiri finish what she had to say, and he sat there dumbfounded for a minute, or five.  He had no idea what to say, the thought of running his own Head Quarters never even entered into his craziest dreams.  But he stood up, straightening his  collar and tie.  "Thank you Nimiri.  It was a pleasure serving at your side, and helping build T4NC into what it is now.  I promise you that I, and"  Navent pauses for a moment to give his boss a slightly sly grin, as what he will name his family enters his head. "I prose you, that I and The Fraternal Order of Space Pants, will serve you proudly."

Hestia made her way to Bella Vista, Philly so she could congratulate her friend Navent on getting his own crew. When the flight touched down, she hopped into a cab and had the cabby drive her to the Space Pants' Headquarters. When the car pulled up out front, she paid the fare and got out and walked up to the front door. She pushed it open, navigating through the maze of hallways to find his office.

When she was in front of his office door, she knocked twice and waited for the go ahead then pushed the door open, smiling when she saw Navent. She said, "Hey there! Just wanted to stop by and congratulate you on getting your own family! That's great news! And you worked hard for it. You deserve this. So, don't you dare tell me you're a noob."

She laughed and pulled out a bottle of Whiskey and said, "Couple shots? Then I'll be out of your hair. It's just been awhile since I've seen you, wanted to get caught up."

A couple shots and a long conversation later, Hestia was getting out of her seat and walking around the desk. She gave him a hug goodbye and said, "I'll be out of here now, but.. Best wishes to you and yours in Bella Vista. I know you can do great things here. I'll see you soon alright?"

With that, she grabbed her purse and jacket from the back of the chair and exited his office, navigated back through the HQ to the front door, pushed it open and walked to the side of the curb to hail another cab to get to the hotel she'd be staying in that night.

Whoreable just received the great news about Navent’s auth and was very excited for her friend. She looked at BostonGeorge’s large oak desk and decided to take a seat behind it. He would never know she sat there since he was always out on business with his baby girl, Palerider. God only knows what those two do when they’re together. Whoreable opened the top drawer of the desk and picked out the expensive gold pen SpikeS had given to BostonGeorge along with some fine writing paper that had the Dharma watermark on it. Deep in thought she writes her letter to Navent.

Dearest Navent,

We’ve been through quite a few experiences together and this life has taken us to different cities, but that has never hindered our friendship. I just heard the amazing news and wish I was there to give you a big hug. I never doubted for a moment that you would go far in this life. You’ve surrounded yourself with good people and it makes me happy that they recognize your leadership skills and have given you auth. I know how humble you are and I’m sure they coaxed you into it and I’m thrilled that they did. You are right where you belong in a position you deserve. Congratulations my friend and much success to The Fraternal Order of Space Pants!

Hugs and Kisses,

Whoreable

As K_W awoke from his booze induced coma for a few days, bad influences are present in the HQ in Manhattan... he reads the paper headlines of the NY times and is amazed to hear the one and only space pants leader Navent got his own followers now. He even was allowed to set up a HQ in Philly. Wow he thought to himself this must be the start of a bad fashion hippy movement, maybe he should give Eric Cartman a call in case it would get out of hand. But knowing how Navent is like, it probably just becomes a fully futuristic styled dress code only party place. He decides to send him a congratulatory note and an invitation to come around in one of his restaurants in NY or DT. Also an offer of guard dogs available in LA is added as a P.s. to the note

John had heard through the grapevine that Navent had been given the nod. Excited for his friend he immediately made his way to Navent's new headquarters in Bella Vista. 

Making his way to Navent's office John knocked lightly and waited for Navent to glance up at him before stepping in. 

Anyone who know's you new it was only a matter of time before you would get your own crew. Bella Vista and Philly overall is lucky to have you heading a crew that I am sure will bring honor to our great city. Congratulations and best of luck to you!