And we will be as one god, and we will be as one people...

[forissancta]

There's a building in a not-terribly bad area of Chicago that's been being transformed, one step at a time, into a place for people to live and work and worship. It's not an ideal location for the purposes it's being used for... A building with its own Rift opening would be perfect, but those are in short supply

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[forissancta]

"We watch the warehouse. We don't reclaim it right away." Yes, the Prophet's been giving that a great deal of thought. "There are too many bad memories connected to that place for us to move in until we've established ourselves as benign first. To do otherwise might well invite action against us, and we are not prepared for that."

He shakes his head at Eli's next words, though. "I'd be sorry to see that." Not that I will. "The Riftcomers are the Chosen People, yes. But the change they bring is a result of interacting with this world, making it more and better than it is. Good and bad, they need to know this place, and its people. Unity, Eli, remember."

He worries, sometimes -- often, if he's to be honest -- about Eli. About what Eli will do once he's gone. And he already knows, with a pang of sorrow, that whoever his successor will be, it won't be Eli. Even if they find no other Emim to take the role...

Eli's a good man, and the Prophet loves him deeply, but this is why he's best left to help, to preach, and to guide by his visions. Not to lead.