Name: Jonathan Miller
Location: Demon's Run Outpost, NYC Vladeck Houses, Jackson Street
Faction: Demon's Run
Affected RPers: @Desolate Divine

I had taken up Craig on his advice. He told me that my own plant manipulation powers might be accelerated if I stayed in that flower form I liked to use. I didn't really notice a difference until I really started training at it just a few weeks ago. As a human, the power itself had a sort of "cap" to it where it was hard as hell to make it any stronger. But in the alternative flower form I had, it was possible to rise above that. I could get stuff to grow faster, respond quicker, and do whatever I wanted it to do better than before.

So once I was done with "Cuatro," I decided to get back to training the Foram powers I had and take on the flower form I liked to use. I always had to make sure no one was around as if I didn't take off my clothing before had, this would just rip everything apart. Thankfully, I was getting better and faster at changing forms. It got easier and faster once I found something I liked and just stuck with it rather than trying something random.

I'd probably stick with this form all the time if it wasn't for everyone else. I sure as hell couldn't be walking around midtown like this and there was no way I could cover flowers and flower petals this size and not have it stand out besides being an awkward fit. Still, once I was in it, it felt even more natural than being human. I actually felt less and less like reverting back and I was convinced one of these days I'd just say to hell with it.

This cellar wasn't the best place to train, either, but I had to work with what I had. It would be nice if there was an abandoned greenhouse somewhere, but nope. Real estate around here was expensive and there weren't too many abandoned places to begin with. Central Park would have been perfect if it weren't for all the people there. Heck, I was convinced I could turn that place into a jungle in a week if I really wanted to.

It was another reason why I wanted to help Demon's Run take over Manhattan. Once it was ours, I wouldn't need to worry about crap like that. I could hit my fullest potential and not have cops in my face. Not that I was all that afraid of cops, but if you fought them, then they'd bring in SWAT, and if you fought them, then the National Guard and the FBI, and everything else I really didn't feel like getting shot with. Once they had you in their sights, there wasn't much running away.

Within just a few seconds, I could refill all the empty potting containers with just about anything. Flowers, vegetables, fruits, and even plants that shouldn't exist but now did because I felt like creating them. But it was getting too damn easy. It was like weight training with only ten pound weights. Eventually your body gets used to it and you're not longer strengthening up. But Craig was right at least. If only I had more open areas to work with. Ones that wouldn't get scrutiny. I wanted to see if I could make stuff taller than redwoods, fruit fifty times its normal size, and flowers that were bigger than a city bus. Just for the hell of it. Just to see if I could do it, because there were a lot of neat things I could do with that.

I decided to get on the phone with Cole. I wanted to know what the next target was. Maybe that could be a good place to start. Plus if we wanted to take Manhattan, we needed to move things along. So I decided to dial his number.

"Sup, it's NB," I spoke into my smart phone, figuring he would know that 'NB' stood for Night Blossom. "I wanted to know if there's a new 'prospect' we should look into. If you have one in mind, count me in for delivery. I'll be there."

You could never be too sure about who might be listening in, but I was sure he would know what I meant by "prospect" and "delivery." But to anyone tapping the phone, we could be anything from UPS to a god-forsaken laundry machine delivery service.

Hopefully he had something in mind, because I was getting eager. Not just for action, but to see how much more I could go.