Post by Steven Rosett on Oct 22, 2015 3:23:16 GMT -5
OOC: Parts of this AH take place both before, and after Steven meeting with Saya, and Steven announcement in school trying to recruit people. INT preference)
Steven couldn't believe it, it still was not sinking in. Having been able to come out on top of the pillars, Steven knew he would be able to make a name for himself, a name that would let him do some real good. Though that fight hadn't been all it could have been. The School Captain had not shown up to the battle, either that or he had watched from a distance unseen. Shugo had fought, but dropped to the side almost as if his heart wasn't in the fight. Leaving the only really trouble remaining Lex, due to Vivi late arrival. Steven had though that when she had shown the fight would have been lost. However Lex while strong had attack recklessly in anger, and Vivi even though Steven attempt to talk her down had failed still didn't bring all she could to the fight. He wasn't actually sure how that fight had ended, he knew he had won but his mind had seemingly blocked out the final details, almost like whatever drove them just stopped. However Steven had won, Steven had not only face down and beaten the cruel Pillar of his old school, but now had put himself above the ones of 552. It just didn't seem believable.
However with that things changed. Member beyond the initial few member of the group had grown, not the most formidable fighter like he was, but some of those brought funds. Fund that pooled together with a dream and a lot of convincing his cousin, left Steven with a wind fall for something he never could believe. Steven could have live pretty off that for life, he could have done almost anything with the amount it had been but what did he do, he invested it in a odd fashion.
With the amount of money he had, he managed to drop and insane offer to the other residence of the building he live in to move out. Managed to drop an even more insane offer on the people who own the flats and had been renting them out. The figures beyond any Steven could have dreamed of, and large enough to make those offers. Even after that though, the money wasn't gone, and so the calls started, the organization. Helping those who had lived there move out, getting contracts made and signed and a company in his name started up in order to get certain business tax breaks for renovating the whole building through subcontractors. Time passed and the scaffolding started to go up.
---
Weeks would have passed now, and Steven would be left in the library that had been installed in the building after Saya's brief visit at his request. He had not expected that meeting to go as smoothly as it had, but couldn't help but be pleased that it had. He only hoped that her words, that it should not be her life, he worried about wasn't some warning that he was being actively targeted. It wouldn't have been the first time, and he didn't like the idea of RIOT coming for him here, not with how easily Saya had got in unseen.
"SHOU." Steven would shout, it was slightly rude of him to do so, to call for another of the groups leader like he was the only man in charge, but Shou appeared at the door to the room with a worried look on his face anyway. "What's wrong?" Shou asked sounding worried, new that Steven had a visitor without being noticed was rippling through the building and for him then to call so urgently worried Shou.
"We need to beef up the building security, if Saya managed to get in unnoticed so can others." Steven would inform Shou, taking the book that he had been reading when Saya arrived earlier and returning it to the selves. "What... as in the ex-pillar Saya?" Shou asked confused. "You know her?" Steven asked in return. "Of course, everyone knew to avoid her and the rumours and stuff." Shou said but pushed the thought aside and pulled a bag that was slung over his side, to his front and pulled out his laptop. "So security?" Shou asked sitting down and setting up the laptop in front of him. "What are you thinking?"
Hours would pass, idea's flying back and forward between Steven and Shou. Over the time more members of the group arrived curious as to what the two men were working on. While the rest didn't really have the technical know how required in designing a security system, a few still would pipe up and throw in a more down to earth suggestion. Such as metal detectors like those 552 had, but build into the doorway so that it couldn't be by passed unless someone came in a window. Along with the stranger suggestion of actually walling up the windows on the first couple floors, to prevent that. Obviously that last suggestion wouldn't work as it broke building standards, but the renovations would have as many of the windows on the lower floors that could legal be removed done so. The fire escape would be altered, set so that it was higher up, and that the ladder would be lock securely so that it could only be dropped by some actually on the fire escape, and not simply someone jumping up and pulling the ladder down. It would still take time, but the building would not just be a home, but a fortress as well.
However the discussion would come to an end, and a new would start for the announcement tomorrow, which also needed setting up. It was going to be a long night.
---
Steven stormed into the the building after the day of school, aggravated and annoyed at how the day had gone. It hadn't gone badly per say, but he had hoped for oh so much more. Maybe he had set his sights to high. Maybe he had dreamed to deeply. Steven stormed up the stairs and up to his room, well apartment which was one of the few unchanged things about the building. Lisa the silver fox, happily leaping up to him as he walked inside. Weaving around his feet as Steven dropped into his normal comfy chair.
However he knew that it wouldn't be long before he had to get up once more and to start dealing with more of the issues that the building had since it was being set up. While they had pretty much designed the building, paid the contractor and all the stuff like that. There were still money issues for other things. The funds that had come from his cousin and the members of the group were not endless, and they would quickly bump into the problems of bills and taxes.
After about half an hour of relaxing as best he could, Steven would push up out of the chair at last and head over to another chair, this one at his desk so he could get to the computer. Steven would open up a whole lot of different files and folder on his computer, partitioning them so that took up a portion of each of the screen so that Steven could see as many of them as possibly at once.
A few of them, were purely for reading. Different documents over business practise, what clarified as a charity and what did not. It was an awkward plan, but it could work. The plan was simple, technically the building was acting as free lodging for people, as well as catering and having shower facilities for them. Steven had already set up the idea, of the lower couple floors being set up so that at certain times of the day, they would serve food and let people use the showers for free. Mostly aimed towards the homeless and those unable to feed or house themselves, the spare rooms not being used by the groups members even acting as a hostel. This meant that the building could be claimed as a charitable one and by proxy mean that they would not have to pay tax on the building.
That was the biggest issue, and Steven would translate the information needed from those documents, over to the forms in the other windows. Hours of mindless activity true, but proof reading on top of proof reading, to make sure that not a single file had a single mistake in it. A single mistake could mean, denial of them being registered as a charity and as such end up leaving them financially unable to keep going.
Luckily that would avoid most of the issues that they would have, as because they were set up in a way that they sold nothing, that meant they wouldn't have to pay one of the taxes that charities did get hit for VAT. Well charities were meant to, but standard practice was to move money through, which then gifted the profit to the charities, making it tax deductible. It was a loop hole, but an intended loop hole for charities to use, so that VAT law didn't have to change.
Even so a few hours later Steven would have finished off filling in the forms he had to. Move and group them so that they could be easily found, and then open up the internet. One lot would be sent off via email, however to insure that there was no being missed in the cogs of the machine. Steven would also print out a set of the forms, seal them in envelopes for him to post in the morning.
Yet another issue down, Steven would get up, have some dinner and go to bed for the night.
---
Morning would slowly come and Steven would be awoken to the sound of heavy banging on the door to his apartment of the Like-Minded Headquarters. Drifting awake he called out, "I'm coming." as he got up and quickly dress in his clothes from last night, before heading off to answer the door. Opening the door Shou would be standing there. "We have an issue." Shou told him, and Steven would wave a hand for him to lead the way.
Steven and Shou would eventually end up in the basement of the building, and to the most important thing about making sure they were self sustainable in times of trouble. The generator as well as the hub for the solar panels up on the roof. "SHIT!" Steven exclaimed when he saw that someone had slashed the wires that led up to the roof. "Are they only broken here?" Steven asked and Shou nodded at him. "Any idea who did it?" Shou shook his head this time. "Fuck, alright we can't afford to call the guys back to fix this, you go get me some tolls and a reel of wire, and I'll do something. Also from now on this door remains looked, you, me and Mathew the only keys until we figured out who cut the line." Steven rattled off the orders and Shou left.
Steven would sit on the steps of the basement until Shou finally returned, head in his hands and a headache coming on. People thought that it was so easy, but those that lead strange groups around, had enough bank to pretty much do whatever they wanted. Steven and the Like-Minded had a finite pool of resources for now, until the charity stuff went through and they could hopefully do good, off of the good people did by donating to them. Maybe that was to optimistic for a new charity from nowhere.
However Steven would push those thought aside as Shou returned and gave him a box of tool, and a spare wheel of wire, and Steven would head back down the steps to where the damage was. It would be a matter of cutting and splicing wires, while being carefully enough to not get shocked in the process but it wasn't something Steven wouldn't be able to do, however Steven knew that while it seemed like it was the last task for now. By the time he finished something else that required his attention would have popped up.
Steven couldn't believe it, it still was not sinking in. Having been able to come out on top of the pillars, Steven knew he would be able to make a name for himself, a name that would let him do some real good. Though that fight hadn't been all it could have been. The School Captain had not shown up to the battle, either that or he had watched from a distance unseen. Shugo had fought, but dropped to the side almost as if his heart wasn't in the fight. Leaving the only really trouble remaining Lex, due to Vivi late arrival. Steven had though that when she had shown the fight would have been lost. However Lex while strong had attack recklessly in anger, and Vivi even though Steven attempt to talk her down had failed still didn't bring all she could to the fight. He wasn't actually sure how that fight had ended, he knew he had won but his mind had seemingly blocked out the final details, almost like whatever drove them just stopped. However Steven had won, Steven had not only face down and beaten the cruel Pillar of his old school, but now had put himself above the ones of 552. It just didn't seem believable.
However with that things changed. Member beyond the initial few member of the group had grown, not the most formidable fighter like he was, but some of those brought funds. Fund that pooled together with a dream and a lot of convincing his cousin, left Steven with a wind fall for something he never could believe. Steven could have live pretty off that for life, he could have done almost anything with the amount it had been but what did he do, he invested it in a odd fashion.
With the amount of money he had, he managed to drop and insane offer to the other residence of the building he live in to move out. Managed to drop an even more insane offer on the people who own the flats and had been renting them out. The figures beyond any Steven could have dreamed of, and large enough to make those offers. Even after that though, the money wasn't gone, and so the calls started, the organization. Helping those who had lived there move out, getting contracts made and signed and a company in his name started up in order to get certain business tax breaks for renovating the whole building through subcontractors. Time passed and the scaffolding started to go up.
---
Weeks would have passed now, and Steven would be left in the library that had been installed in the building after Saya's brief visit at his request. He had not expected that meeting to go as smoothly as it had, but couldn't help but be pleased that it had. He only hoped that her words, that it should not be her life, he worried about wasn't some warning that he was being actively targeted. It wouldn't have been the first time, and he didn't like the idea of RIOT coming for him here, not with how easily Saya had got in unseen.
"SHOU." Steven would shout, it was slightly rude of him to do so, to call for another of the groups leader like he was the only man in charge, but Shou appeared at the door to the room with a worried look on his face anyway. "What's wrong?" Shou asked sounding worried, new that Steven had a visitor without being noticed was rippling through the building and for him then to call so urgently worried Shou.
"We need to beef up the building security, if Saya managed to get in unnoticed so can others." Steven would inform Shou, taking the book that he had been reading when Saya arrived earlier and returning it to the selves. "What... as in the ex-pillar Saya?" Shou asked confused. "You know her?" Steven asked in return. "Of course, everyone knew to avoid her and the rumours and stuff." Shou said but pushed the thought aside and pulled a bag that was slung over his side, to his front and pulled out his laptop. "So security?" Shou asked sitting down and setting up the laptop in front of him. "What are you thinking?"
Hours would pass, idea's flying back and forward between Steven and Shou. Over the time more members of the group arrived curious as to what the two men were working on. While the rest didn't really have the technical know how required in designing a security system, a few still would pipe up and throw in a more down to earth suggestion. Such as metal detectors like those 552 had, but build into the doorway so that it couldn't be by passed unless someone came in a window. Along with the stranger suggestion of actually walling up the windows on the first couple floors, to prevent that. Obviously that last suggestion wouldn't work as it broke building standards, but the renovations would have as many of the windows on the lower floors that could legal be removed done so. The fire escape would be altered, set so that it was higher up, and that the ladder would be lock securely so that it could only be dropped by some actually on the fire escape, and not simply someone jumping up and pulling the ladder down. It would still take time, but the building would not just be a home, but a fortress as well.
However the discussion would come to an end, and a new would start for the announcement tomorrow, which also needed setting up. It was going to be a long night.
---
Steven stormed into the the building after the day of school, aggravated and annoyed at how the day had gone. It hadn't gone badly per say, but he had hoped for oh so much more. Maybe he had set his sights to high. Maybe he had dreamed to deeply. Steven stormed up the stairs and up to his room, well apartment which was one of the few unchanged things about the building. Lisa the silver fox, happily leaping up to him as he walked inside. Weaving around his feet as Steven dropped into his normal comfy chair.
However he knew that it wouldn't be long before he had to get up once more and to start dealing with more of the issues that the building had since it was being set up. While they had pretty much designed the building, paid the contractor and all the stuff like that. There were still money issues for other things. The funds that had come from his cousin and the members of the group were not endless, and they would quickly bump into the problems of bills and taxes.
After about half an hour of relaxing as best he could, Steven would push up out of the chair at last and head over to another chair, this one at his desk so he could get to the computer. Steven would open up a whole lot of different files and folder on his computer, partitioning them so that took up a portion of each of the screen so that Steven could see as many of them as possibly at once.
A few of them, were purely for reading. Different documents over business practise, what clarified as a charity and what did not. It was an awkward plan, but it could work. The plan was simple, technically the building was acting as free lodging for people, as well as catering and having shower facilities for them. Steven had already set up the idea, of the lower couple floors being set up so that at certain times of the day, they would serve food and let people use the showers for free. Mostly aimed towards the homeless and those unable to feed or house themselves, the spare rooms not being used by the groups members even acting as a hostel. This meant that the building could be claimed as a charitable one and by proxy mean that they would not have to pay tax on the building.
That was the biggest issue, and Steven would translate the information needed from those documents, over to the forms in the other windows. Hours of mindless activity true, but proof reading on top of proof reading, to make sure that not a single file had a single mistake in it. A single mistake could mean, denial of them being registered as a charity and as such end up leaving them financially unable to keep going.
Luckily that would avoid most of the issues that they would have, as because they were set up in a way that they sold nothing, that meant they wouldn't have to pay one of the taxes that charities did get hit for VAT. Well charities were meant to, but standard practice was to move money through, which then gifted the profit to the charities, making it tax deductible. It was a loop hole, but an intended loop hole for charities to use, so that VAT law didn't have to change.
Even so a few hours later Steven would have finished off filling in the forms he had to. Move and group them so that they could be easily found, and then open up the internet. One lot would be sent off via email, however to insure that there was no being missed in the cogs of the machine. Steven would also print out a set of the forms, seal them in envelopes for him to post in the morning.
Yet another issue down, Steven would get up, have some dinner and go to bed for the night.
---
Morning would slowly come and Steven would be awoken to the sound of heavy banging on the door to his apartment of the Like-Minded Headquarters. Drifting awake he called out, "I'm coming." as he got up and quickly dress in his clothes from last night, before heading off to answer the door. Opening the door Shou would be standing there. "We have an issue." Shou told him, and Steven would wave a hand for him to lead the way.
Steven and Shou would eventually end up in the basement of the building, and to the most important thing about making sure they were self sustainable in times of trouble. The generator as well as the hub for the solar panels up on the roof. "SHIT!" Steven exclaimed when he saw that someone had slashed the wires that led up to the roof. "Are they only broken here?" Steven asked and Shou nodded at him. "Any idea who did it?" Shou shook his head this time. "Fuck, alright we can't afford to call the guys back to fix this, you go get me some tolls and a reel of wire, and I'll do something. Also from now on this door remains looked, you, me and Mathew the only keys until we figured out who cut the line." Steven rattled off the orders and Shou left.
Steven would sit on the steps of the basement until Shou finally returned, head in his hands and a headache coming on. People thought that it was so easy, but those that lead strange groups around, had enough bank to pretty much do whatever they wanted. Steven and the Like-Minded had a finite pool of resources for now, until the charity stuff went through and they could hopefully do good, off of the good people did by donating to them. Maybe that was to optimistic for a new charity from nowhere.
However Steven would push those thought aside as Shou returned and gave him a box of tool, and a spare wheel of wire, and Steven would head back down the steps to where the damage was. It would be a matter of cutting and splicing wires, while being carefully enough to not get shocked in the process but it wasn't something Steven wouldn't be able to do, however Steven knew that while it seemed like it was the last task for now. By the time he finished something else that required his attention would have popped up.
