Synonyms for Money and Sin

There had been quite a few "situations" since the announcement of her new building element. It had already made a drastic impact on the entire world. Her product was being shipped out all over the would, but no where that mattered to Elena. Yes, it was great that houses and schools and everything else were being built in Africa. Charitable organizations were donating newly built homes. Everything was being revolutionized around the world. But it wasn't enough. Vexus was not satisfied.
Early in the months, she personally orchestrated an attack on the outskirts of Chicago. Some damage was done, yet somehow not enough to draw attention. The complete reform of everything was not happening how she wanted it to, though forcing change upon an entire way of life was never a smart thing to do. Change had to be spoon fed slowly. Like a frog in boiling water. By the time anyone noticed, it would be too late.
Following a few months later with the Chicago attack, she targeted a more populated area of Los Angeles. Santa Monica Pier. Much more damage was done, more lives were lost, and it drew in the kind of attention she was looking for. Sales of her Omnicillium spiked as they repaired the parts of the pier that had been damaged, as well as patching up the buildings she had destroyed. The lives lost, however, could never be fixed. And that was her bargaining point. All of the individuals and companies that invested for her cause had also invested their reputation. Bad things like this happening did not always reflect kindly, not on the companies nor on the cities for not taking the opportunity to upgrade their structures with this new nearly indestructible element. They would learn the grievance of their mistake of not acting when action needed to be taken.

Upon retuning to New York after her run in with a couple of kids in the streets of Los Angeles, her first order of business was repairing her suit. Once news of the attack on the city hit the media, she sent out an invite to all of her financial investors to gather for a meeting in the upcoming weeks. There was much to be discussed dealing with the construction of New York as well as other locations around the world. As she prepared for her board meeting, rumors and speculations began to surface regarding the spottings of her red suit of armor at the scenes of both the Chicago and LA attacks. As for now, noting had been pinned on Vexus herself however other technology companies for attacking cities in order to increase the popularity of this movement. Jessica Magic was a saint in all of the chaos.
She planned to address the attacks on both of the major cities, and what they could do to not only help, but to prevent future attacks. Elena, or Jessica rather, wanted to switch focus to just the reconstruction of New York City. If they kept dividing their attention to not only different parts of the country, but different parts of the world. It would be maybe be decades before the entire city was completely rebuilt at the pace that they were going at now.
For the century or so that Elena has been alive she has seen the city of New York be built from quite literally the ground up. It was somewhat sentimental that she was the one rebuilding it. It was to be her personal empire. It was to be bigger than ever before. Until it was complete though, she would need to bide her time. This meeting would be the starting point of everything.

It was the beginning of the work week and all of the big wigs were flying in for the meeting. There was a handful of media personnel that would be covering the event as well. Of course, none of the final decisions would be made public unless by a unanimous decision by all of the participants. They would no doubt arrive within a few moments, as Elena had everything prepared and ready. The exterior of the establishment that would be hosting this meeting was not anything to be desired. It had been built up in a relatively quick fashion in order to accommodate for this meeting. It would be later repurposed as a school, or prison, or medical facility. However, the interor space was done up to Vexus' standards. The meeting hall was on the second floor where business would commence in the next little bit.
Elena was waiting in the meeting room, she had a small little intern girl with her that was holding some of her papers. Vexus was wearing glasses and had her hair up in a chignon bun. She had on a very flattering black pencil dress with matching Louboutin Heels. The first couple of business representatives arrived, the small amount of paparazzi taking a few photos as they walked into the building. They were greeted by a nicely dressed female at the door and were led up the stairs into the meeting room where Jessica Magic resided.
"Hello, welcome. You are the first to arrive. We'll just be holding off for a little while longer while we wait for the others to join us. Feel free to help yourself to the hors d'oeuvres provided here on the back table. Light beverages are also provided." she said with a pleasant smile.
A gentleman walked in from another room in a more casual looking suit, another intern of sorts, and began to set a folder with a couple of papers inside of them at every seat at the table. The information in the folders was material about the recent attacks, statistics, current sales, sales goals, productivity, stock information, almost anything and everything that was going to be covered in the meeting. 
A a few more individuals arrived and were brought up to the room as well. Most everyone had R.S.V.P.ed, except for just a few of her benefactors. Of course those few were the ones she wished to see the most. Be though as it may, she was prepared for whatever turnout she would have for her meeting. Whomever did not show would have the option of participating with the rest of the congregation via a secure video feed. Most of the businessmen and businesswomen had arrived, and Jessica was only waiting on a few more. In the meantime the attendees were conversing amongst themselves. Some standing, others seated and flipping though the reading material provided.
"Yes yes, all is going quite well with the company. We've made quite the impact worldwide. I'll be going over the specifics in just a moment. Only waiting on just a few more participants now..." she said with a sigh. Everything was all set up and ready to go. The meeting to catapult the world straight into the future was set to commence.

.     The Ethereal King stepped into the room, his son Silus at his heels. He wore a Single buckle long coat with black pinned pants, although he did allow his coat to remain open to allow his formal military styled undercoat to shine. He was about to enter the room when he cleared his throat, he took his rather fashionable scarf from around his neck and began to fold it as he entered the room. It was a rather stale, yet somehow refined and beautiful interior. It was done up nothing less than Ouroboros had anticipated, and to say the least for the first time in a long, long time he was…dare he say it? Impressed. With a refreshed smile and a deep calming breath he placed a hand on the shoulder of his small son and he began to walk towards the desk, a lovely young woman clicking about in her heels. A woman in her pencil dress, glasses and stylish heels walked around, a pencil in her hair and a determined look on her face. Ouroboros smirked, she may very well have been better dressed than he was. A huge change for Ouro to be sure. She greeted the first of them, and then Ouro sauntered in, pride and sophistication in his walk, but not overwhelmingly so. One had to keep good appearances with the humans, no?
 
     "Hello, welcome. You are the first to arrive. We'll just be holding off for a little while longer while we wait for the others to join us. Feel free to help yourself to the hors d'oeuvres provided here on the back table. Light beverages are also provided." She had said to the first of them. Ouro had not paid attention, nor approached her until she had a spare moment, he approached her in the middle of speaking on waiting on a few of the participants. Well doesn’t Ouro have just the most perfect timing?
 
     ”Miss Magic, as stunning as always.” Ouroboros said with a slight smile and a glance around the room. His eyes shifted, each second felt like hours to him as he soaked in every detail. Within a matter of one moment he had what he needed to feel…comfortable in the room. He was keenly aware entirely of his surroundings. Silus had actually made himself speak to Miss Magic, in order to show that Ouroboros had not raised a coward…though Ouro never thought that in the slightest.
 
    ”Thank you for rebuilding New York Miss Magic.” He said with a smile. Ouro looked to Silus slightly shocked that the child had actually spoken to a stranger without stuttering. Ouro placed a hand on Silus’ shoulder and gave a slight smile, proud of his son, though…something was off. Ouroboros being a creature who mastered the art of combat, and having a large intellect was well in tuned with hellstromism, and Silus was certainly not liking this Miss Magic character from the vibes Ouroboros was getting. The truth was, Silus hated her already…he didn’t know why, but he knew deep down something about her made him sick with disgust.  Of course, his perfect little face was too cute to show any of that, he was just keeping it all bottled up.
 
     ”Miss Magic, this is my son Silus. He wanted to personally thank you for leading the world into a better era.” Ouroboros said as Silus hugged onto his father with a nod and a smile. Ouroboros definitely could tell that Silus didn’t like her. The only thing Ouroboros could ask though was ‘what is his problem?’ He placed a hand on Silus’ head and shooed him off. ”You’ve had your chance, now let me get to this meeting. Go play with Shael or Michael.” Ouroboros said. Silus didn’t even flinch at the suggestion of Shael or Michael…despite Shael having been dead for three weeks now. Silus waved goodbye and went for the exit, apparently in search of his brothers. Ouroboros sighed and straightened out his shirt and cleared his throat.
 
    ”I just wanted you to know that Robert Soros is present.” Ouroboros said as he clapped his hands together.
 
      Robert Taouuri Soros was the name he had taken on while dealing with humans in general, being as going by Zell Atterrius was far too painful for the Ethereal King, having to be called the name of a weakling who relied upon an suit of armor to be powerful. Ouroboros was far too uncommon, in fact unheard of when it came to being named that. So he picked the common name Robert, the last name Soros, because it was the name of a scientist at the Gene-Tech company that he vaguely remembered. His middle name…well in truth who really cares about middle names. Ouroboros just asked Silus to make a weird noise and that’s what he used. Made the excuse that his mother had a mental illness and named him something like that.
 
     ”I’d love to speak with you at some point, but for now I’ll leave you to do your last minute preparations. I look forward to this, thank you for inviting me, Miss Magic.” He said before turning to walk away. He knew she practically had to invite him really. He owned the worlds leading genetic research company, and subsequently the worlds leading genetic engineering facilities. Couple that with him having created the Ethereal Isle, Ouroboros had multiples of Billions in income, and because money had no value in his "home"...he had nothing to spend it on...needless to say, he gave VERY generously, and it was near certain that he was financially Jessica Magic's biggest supporter, rivaled only by his apprent blind loyalty to her.
     
       Ouroboros looked to his watch, not for the time, but rather too ensure it was still working. It took him forever to make this device…to conceal his Ethereal energy from any form of detection. His entire brilliance went into this item’s creation…though he had yet to make one for Silus…Of course this brought to mind the hope that none of the technology in this place had picked upon his son’s irrational energy...they might have mistaken all of Ouro’s attacks on humanity for being Silus’ energy. He was left with the cool refreshing beverage, keeping his whistle wet and awaiting the other participants. If he recalled correctly…there were a few Hales, and another particular name of note. The one that had been there the day he was born…the day Zell Atterrius died…. That would prove either irritating, or rather humorous. But what if another episode happened...what if somethign went wrong. His mind processed informated at alarming rates, thinking of every scenerio...and in the end he looked to the clock. He groaned, and for the first time he cursed his superhumanly advanced mind...the problem with the ability to process information like a god, was that everything else went so much slower. For a normal person five mintues went rather quickly, but for Ouroboros it felt as if five hours had passed. He heard the clicking os shoes, not Jessicas Magics, but still...it was another of her benefactors, but the question was whom?
 
    Ouroboros looked up at the doors and smiled, waving politely to the incoming benefactors.

Two figures arrived via elevator, from the helipad upstairs. One was a young Chinese teenager, albeit extremely tall and pretty, and athletic in build. She was made up well and dressed in business attire, her hair long and barely tied together, as if resisting any attempt to bind them. Still, they had a nice sheen to them. Xia had also taken to wearing cosmetic glasses, to tone down the youngster’s natural charm. They deliberately took the high road to avoid the media.

“Don’t slouch, Xia.” Ellie said, adorned in her own suit. Her spinal treatment was coming along, but since she didn’t want to put nanites inside her body, recovery was still taking time. Still in her wheelchair, the bespectacled asian-american woman nonetheless had a stronger presence.

“This place is so... big. Are you sure you wanted me along?” Xia asked, worried.

“I would not have anyone else.” Ellie responded without looking.

They proceeded through the elevator lobby into the main hall, and headed towards the meeting place.

Ellie Wong was a rising star in the corporate world, fresh from a long term of government service and establishing what many say is a ‘patriotic’ Enterprise. Ellie had, in the public’s knowledge, taken control of many nearly defunct and bankrupt companies; assets seized by the banks and the government, and uplifted them to becoming profitable and efficient businesses. She had investments in most industries from medicine to agriculture to even media, but her dominant arena was without doubt logistics and infrastructure. Shipping, bus lanes, and aerospace, the mundane act of moving people and goods had become a highly efficient, unified system, dozens of subtle improvements to these industries that could be credited to this... unknown in the private business world.

And for awhile now, her representatives had been clamouring for samples of the Omnicilium, to prevent market monopoly on the material, as well as to replicate it, as most economists were worried global market demand would outstrip supply. With Ellie of course, it was always the mistrust of quick solutions, the scientific curiosity of a new material. With little success, Ellie was compelled to meet the brains behind the material personally.

Xia meanwhile, played the role of intern and personal assistant, though she had quite the physical presence given her now staggering 6’10” height. Xia was growing at an astonishing rate, and Ellie estimated her ward would break 7 feet by the end of the year.

“Thank you. It’s good to be here. ” Ellie exchanged the usual pleasantries and handshakes with the well dressed secretary, but refraining from taking the food. Constantly hungry Xia though, took a whiff of the food and was entranced, excusing herself to snack. It was hard to be a growing half-dragon, having an enormous appetite.

Ellie sighed as her intern went to feed herself, but understood it. The girl had an immense metabolic capacity, and easily burned 25,000 calories during training. Entering the formal meeting room, a number of businessmen turned to see the woman in the wheelchair.

“Wait... isn’t that the secretary of...”
“No, she was in the department of...”
“Has come quite a long way for a government pencil pusher...”
“Still, how’d she get into a wheelchair...”

Ellie parks herself between two office chairs, now seated at the table, nodding to Jessica, waiting for the meeting to formally begin.

The next person to arrive was Aaron Hale, heir to the Hale family and as word on the grape vine had it bachelor, something that quite a few lesser families had tried to monopolize on. His twin Brandon Hale filed in behind him, wearing a bored expression, dragged here against his will perhaps. One dressed in a rather sharp business suit, perfect picture of business, while the other was dressed as formally as one could expect him to be when he was forced to a meeting at the last minute. Aaron took in the room as soon as he walked in, sizing up every individual, including Miss Magic, the one that was attempting to rebuild New York City in the first place. She was dressed as sharply as the Hale surmised she would upon their first meeting.

It gave off the air that she knew exactly what she was doing, a start if she wanted to have any of the money his family intended to throw her way. "Yes yes, all is going quite well with the company. We've made quite the impact worldwide. I'll be going over the specifics in just a moment. Only waiting on just a few more participants now..." She said this in greeting, Aaron’s attention snapping like a rubber band towards her for a moment, as he put on as pleasant of a smile as possible when faking it. She hoped to fix the small amount of damage done on the outskirts of Chicago, and that was all good, considering that his brother was there and saw who had done so in the first place; well he said it was a quote “mecha bitch.”

Most of the people looked unfamiliar, except for a face that Brandon had seen randomly once before. Not that he would make a scene trying to talk to the male anyway, since Aaron made him promise that he would be on his best behavior, like an incorrigible kid. ”I have a feeling this is going to drag on.” Brandon mentally groaned, aware that Aaron would be able to hear him.

”Miss Magic.” Aaron said with a small smirk and inclination of his head before taking a seat, Brandon following suit; this was going to be long, Brandon could tell.

The guests slowly began to arrive one by one. It seemed that a couple of them had brought a plus one, which was unfortunately not on the invite. However, Jessica would be more than happy to accommodate.  Some of her interns were still running around with papers and other miscellaneous things. One of the first to arrive was Robert, and following him in was another smaller version of Robert. It took almost every ounce of Vexus' will not to roll her eyes. This was not a day care. The well dressed gentleman came up with the child and introduced the boy as Silus, his son. The boy thanked her for rebuilding New York, it was almost cute. Jessica but on a smile of the kid and just said she was welcome. It was all in the job description. There was still something off about the boy, Elena's been on the earth long enough to tell when a child is not entirely truthful. It was something she would remember, but would not dwell on for the time being.

The next two to arrive were Ellie and apparently her plus one. The interns brought in a couple more chairs for the table since it was filling up a little faster than had been expected. The woman that accompanied Ellie was tall. Not just high heels tall, amazonian tall. Even in her shoes, Vexus was looking up at her. They took a seat with a short introduction and Vexus continued to create small talk as she waited for the others to arrive. 
A couple other businessmen walked in more than admiring Jessica's outfit even though it was more conservative than usual. One of her inters walked up and whispered in her ear that last minute one of her benefactors would not be attending this meeting, but would be tuning in later. Possible. To this, Vexus did roll her eyes and watched as the last couple of guests arrived. It was the Hales. And of course, Aaron dragged along someone as well. It was the blond child who she had torn apart in Chicago. He seemed to be doing very well despite the condition he had been left in. Elena's eyes followed him as he walked across the room, but casually averted her gaze once Aaron said hello with a light nod. Perfect. Everyone was here. Now she could get down to business.

"Thank you, ladies and gentlemen, for attending this gathering. I have called you together to first show you where our company had grown so far since the introduction of the new element. Following, I have a few proposals in order to further production of not only the restoration of America's greatest city, but also the increased construction of cities all around the world."
Following her little introduction she got right down to numbers. She pulled up some slides on a projection instructing everyone to take a look at the first sheet of paper in the folders that had been handed to them. The selling of the Omnicillium had brought in a very significant amount of money, stock prices were looking good and everything financially was checking out. Those who have invested were making back their money and then some proving that it was indeed a profitable investment.
After being on that topic for a decent amount of time, and also flipping through a few more slides and a couple more pieces of paper in the folders. The next topic, and the topic she really wanted to get to, the progress of the reconstruction of New York City.

"Reconstruction is coming along nicely, we have a handful of volunteers working to get the city up and running. However it is not yet inhabitable. I am going to start offering a pay incentive in order to increase productivity and the speed in which the city is rebuilt. This pay is going to come out of my own personal funds and any of those willing to contribute. If you have been watching the news recently, you may have heard about the attacks on not only Chicago but LA as well. A rebuilt New York City can and will stand as a testament to this elements capabilities. Illinois and California have made minimal purchases of Omnicilllium in order to reconstruct the damage done to their cities. There are still very powerful and influential criminals out there capable of causing heavy amounts of damage."
Jessica then began to play media footage of the attacks on LA and Chicago almost adoring her own work. There was no sound to the clips that way she could continue to talk and also take questions and suggestions to where they should move next.

"Since all of you have invested your time and money to this project, I am opening up possibilities to you. Where would you like to see the future of this company go. What do you want the next step to be in the Genesis Vivification Movement...?"

What a pleasant surprise. It was the Hales, a people that Ouroboros was oh so THRILLED to see. Though it was more than likely that they did not recognize him it was a slight relief that their rather talented mother wasn’t amongst them. He would hate to interrupt all of Miss Magic’s plans by needing to paint the walls with the blood of the Hales. Not that he’d strike first mind you, but Ariana was the only one even remotely talented enough to pick up on his trail, and it was not likely that she would have let it slide. He could dabble in hypothetical’s all he anted, but nothing was going to expose him and that was all that mattered. He found his own seat, right across the table from the magical family. Slowly lowering himself into the chair, he enjoyed the comfort as he cleared his throat and looked across the table at who he’d be sitting across from.

Miss Magic began, he little welcoming speech. Laughs and cries to be sure, though Ouroboros wasn’t entirely listening, and he would not deny it had he been asked. He was battling with composure at the moment, being so close to all of these people didn’t exactly feel good for him. He would simply continuing to breathe as best as he could while trying to soothe the growling inside him. Miss Magic was kind enough to give visual display of the charts and such, their profits the increase of sales. Though something was brought up…something that made Ouroboros smirk and raise a brow. [color=#ff0099”…but also the increased construction of cities all around the world."[/color]

So it begins… he thought. There came a point in every company’s young life that it wants to expand, grow and become more self-sufficient. Ultimately, it seems Miss Magic desires to become a bit more renown within the global community. Though with her current publicity, she was already well on her way. Ouroboros began to wonder if this was out of a desperate desire to help people…or if this was greed upon her own behalf. Many people who doubted her would have instantly felt guilty upon hearing her oh so generous offer about paying the volunteers with her own money. Sure this sounded wonderful, but there was more to it. Unlike everyone else Ouroboros was willing to face the music, Miss Magic was a business woman, and a FABULOUS one at that. In order for her to make money she would spend some, and appear a grand ’humanitarian’ rather than use the money of her supporters. No matter how you spliced this, Miss Magic was going to make money…and she was doing it in a way that would earn the respect and adoration of millions.

Sales in Illinois and in California are at minimal, nothing to be concerned about however. Though she did point out about a mechanical suit, and powerful people who can cause damages. Ouroboros’ eyes narrowed as he inspected the footage, using his superior intellect to soak in every detail, taking ever second with extreme focus, causing an effect where it felt as if time had slowed for him. It was a suit, and exosuit, his past with them had given him the insight for that much. It was armed with powerful bombs. A part of the footage though piqued his interest. A large monolith like structure appearing, his eyes widened a little, immediately recognizing it. It was the Wrath of Ragnarox, it’s full power had been summoned forth. It had to be Niall… before he cold fully examine anything more, the image cut away, from this view it looked as if Niall had someone with him, if he had to guess it’s probably that annoying blonde in the room with them at this moment. The way this exosuit executed it’s functions were…intriguing. Of course watching the end result, Ouroboros bit his lower lip. That sorry excuse of a maggot failed…how typical.

“…What do you want the next step to be in the Genesis Vivification Movement...?" Miss Magic would ask. Ouroboros would snap back at attention. He leaned back in his chair and looked around the table, taking in the looks of the others. Their reactions gauged, he cleared his throat, breaking the silence.

”Your current progress is commendable Miss Magic, truly a marvel.” He said, though while he was obviously speaking praises he voice seemed more as if he were thinking of something, or deep in though, as if he were simply on auto-pilot so to speak. ”Do not worry about sales in Illinois and in Claifornia. They have already purchased small amounts of the product, we simply wait now for this mechanical marauder to return or for another one of the met humans to return and do some damage…they will see how powerful this new element is and they will be putty in your hands. Fortunate for them you are an exemplar of our era.” He said his eyes shooting up to Miss Magic and nodding a little, still sounding a little lost in thought. He then looked around the table at the others as he continued.

”I would humbly suggest that we work to improve basic infrastructure, roads and the like…maybe hospitals. This will be one of the cheaper options, not to mention that it will provide several opportunities to show just how powerful your substance is. When people begin to see that metahuman brawls no longer destroy roads they will be questioning themselves saying “Why are we not building our houses with this?” Then you simply rile up the public, They desire to be safe and they desire to be the first ones who are safe. You will have nations vying for your attentions. From there the possibilities are endless. I understand you may not be in this entirely for the money Miss Magic, but the amount that the governments of the world would be willing to pay would be able to financially fortify this business in the likes that none had ever seen. Your product will be the pinnacle of safety.” He near concluded when his eyes finally found Brandon, a small smirk crawled on Ouroboros’ lips, undeniable. He ended up adding in one last word for it. ”Especially when metahumans are around to make things worse.” He said, moving his eye to the next businessman in line. His unique accent making it hard to discern that he was speaking at Brandon.

Ellie looked about and saw the other important participants, knowing them only by name. She remained quiet and reserved when Miss Magic spoke, cold and analytical in her mind but outwardly friendly and polite.

Ellie found Miss Magic a difficult person to run a background check on, as nothing seemed to stand out as unusual... which made it extremely unusual. She watched the attacks she’d missed while she was abroad, and resolved to do more at home.

“I agree. My Enterprise is prepared to rapidly rebuild and expand New York’s airports and shipping capabilities. With steel prefabricated structures, I can have them operate at previous capacities in two months. With an influx of workers, materials, capital and political will, we can see New York being rebuilt in years, rather than decades.” She said, sharing Ouro’s sentiment. Before rebuilding the city, the means to bring resources must be restored and improved. She did however, subtly insist of using conventional materials for her own projects, arguing construction speed but secretly distrusting the miracle material.

Ellie paused, and swapped documents on her digital tablet, looking over notes as her physical gesture.

“There is also the matter of your special material’s distribution. It is without a doubt the highest demanded goods on the market today. We’d like the chance to add our own manufacturing bases to produce it, so we can increase its availability where it’s needed.” She passed the device to Xia, who was not having much to do. This was likely the biggest issue, a covert request to accessing the material so she could have a 'closer' look.

Xia meanwhile, remained silent where she was seated, opting to listen rather than speak. All this talk of business and enterprises and complex plans just served to confuse her. While here in New York, she’d rather be on the ground and help with the soup kitchens

It did not seem like Mr.Hale had much to add at the moment, no need though. There had been plenty of input so far already.
"Excellent excellent input. I completely agree. With your ideas, Mr. Soros, roads, sidewalks, hospitals. The basics. We will have to begin construction on those things immediately. We'll start within the city and in the final steps we will connect the streets and highways to outside neighboring states and cities." Jessica said with enthusiasm as she displayed a picture of the current layout of the city. It was still far from being completed, however progress was being made. Most of what had been done was clearing of streets and recycling debris. Next on the board of ideas and suggestions was Ms.Wong. She declared that her resources were prepared to buildup airports and other shipping facilities such as docks and other ports. It would be important to not only send out her product to bring in profits, but to also bring in the necessary materials to recycle and rebuild the city.
"Thank you, Ellie, the increased speed of New York's construction is extremely important. And with the resources that you have access to doing exactly that should be of no problem."
The woman then flipped through a few of her documents, and so Vexus then pointed to a couple of areas on the map of New York explaining how these would be the main focus areas and how it will be extremely important to keep people out of the city while it is under construction. There is nothing here for anyone and thus no one should be there. Not to mention, in the still destroyed parts of the city, there were a handful of laboratories which Vexus had put into action in order to keep her experiments in action. In the way she was going about cleaning up the damaged city, her establishments will be destroyed in the reconstruction eliminated any and all evidence of her tampering so to speak
Ellie then moved to the topic of opening up her own facilities in order to produce the material. It would indeed be beneficial to Jessica's cause, that is if the material was actually produced by mechanical means. In theory it could be, however Vexus would need to tamper with the machinery in order to get just a tiny bit of her Technomatter into the system so that she would still be able to control it when the time is right.
"A remarkable idea. Of course. We can discuss where exactly you would like to set up this manufacturing plants. The increased output would not only hasten the pace at which our city is brought back to life, it will also increase our revenue. Having more product to sell can only mean bringing in more money for the companies."
The meeting was going extraordinarily well. Things were moving forward, and the city would be completely rebuilt in only a matter of years. Absolutely perfect.
"As a final piece of business, I would like to introduce to you the Genesis Vivification Movement's main headquarters!" A large image appeared on the projection screen of the buildings that would make up the headquarters. Genesis Vi HQ would consist of 4 towers on the edge of the city, the blueprints of which flashed up on the next screen.
"This is another major project that I plan on heading personally. Most of the funding will come from personal research projects that I have been conducting in order to bring in extra funds. The rest will be from the organizations profits. I hope for this establishment to be a shining image for everything that New York City is going to be. The beauty, strength, and technology that will make up this country's greatest city." 
The floor was now open to any more comments or ideas from the financial benefactors. Whether they be good or bad, Jessica was all ears. The meeting was drawing to a close, and immediately after Ms.Magic would put everything that was discussed into action. Ellie and Jessica would need to have a word with each other about opening her own manufacturing plants, other than that all the plans would be put forward and construction into the future would officially begin.