Everyone who was still alive gathered in the bar. It was 6:10 pm., they were talking among themselves. Nadia had Damien lift her onto the bar,
"Everyone quiet!" Damien shouted, everyone turned to Damien,
"Nadia here has a plan to fix the town. I'm giving her the floor." Damien shouted,
"Alright, we got a huge donation from someone to fix the town. All supplies will be paid in full, but the rest is up to all of us. We will have to get the supplies from another nearby planet. So, there will be two groups, one will go with us to get supplies and they will load the supplies onto the ship. The other group will stay here and form a line to get these supplies off the ship quickly and orderly. Everyone will be helping including myself. Now do we have anyone who is a construction worker? Raise your hand." Nadia seriously.
"We got two." Damien pointed out,
"Good, take names Serge." Nadia instructed,
"Okay, so the plan is we get the houses built back and then the businesses. Unless you guys want to build businesses back first then the houses?" Nadia throwing out some ideas,
"Yes, you in the back, speak up so we can hear you." Damien explained,
"We could do a couple of houses then some businesses. Everyone could house those that don't have a house yet." the guy explained,
"We do need some income coming in before building the houses back. We could lose business." another guy explained.
"Okay, so businesses and dock station first?" Nadia asked, everyone agreed,
"We can house some on our ships." Damien explained,
"Um, yeah, I got three bedrooms on mine." Nadia explained,
"I have four. We could house…" Damien being interrupted,
"I've got some space." one guy shouted,
"Alright, everyone gets a bed. People that have room for others come and write your name down and how many available beds you have. We will figure it up but everyone will get a bed. Its going to be a rough few months. The houses will be rebuilt back to the original floor plans or close to it." Damien explained,
"Meals will be held here in the bar. Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, we will have the assigned times and everyone that can cook will switch out the cooking duties. Alright guys let's all work together and try to get along. We are all survivors so we all have been through this destruction and some of us may have lost family and/or all priceless memories. Let's do this in their honor." Nadia seriously. Everyone whistled or yelled for Nadia's speech.
"Hey Serge, a little help?" Nadia asked, Damien came over and put her hand on his shoulder, she put her other hand on his other shoulder and he helped her down. Nadia was escorted to a chair,
"Thanks." Nadia relaxing, a few minutes later a guy came up to her.
"Really good speech, you were apart of Imam's family weren't you?" the guy asked,
"Just because we lose our family to death, we don't stop being family. And yeah, I'm Jack's cousin, Nadia, and you are?" Nadia turning her dull unseeing eyes towards the guy,
"I'm Peter, looks like those bastards blinded ya." Peter sitting down,
"Yeah, I was trying to get them to the vault. Serge found me and has been taking care of me." Nadia explained,
"So how are you going to help build the town back if you're blind?" Peter asked.
"Hey, I'm more than a pretty face, my arms, legs, and hands still work. Just watch out when I'm willing a hammer though." Nadia laughed.
"I guess you'll figure out where the nail is real quick huh?" Peter smiling,
"Yeah, I see a lot of smashed fingers in my future." Nadia smiling.
"I'm one of the construction workers and I've been inside of Imam's place a time or two so I can draw out the floor plans like Imam had, that is if you want me to." Peter explained,
"Yeah, that would be great. Though I want to do a little change here and there." Nadia explained. They talk about what Nadia wanted to change and Peter thought it was a unique idea for the basement plans.
"Definitely doable." Peter explained,
"As for the docking station, we should have twice as many docks and the station itself should be more of a homing feel to it. If people visit we want them to feel at home but we should have a good security system in place so maybe we can all be alerted ahead of time of any threat, give people more than enough time to get to the vault, so this doesn't happen again." Nadia explained.
"Must be one hell of a donation we received." Peter narrowing his eyes at her.
"I pulled a few strings. Trust me, I have a very pretty face even when I'm blind. Also, the families that are in need of more room in their house, do it. The money is there and also after every house is built back and has a security alert system, we need another bar and a bigger, homey hotel. Think of business, vacation, and family all combined together." Nadia explained.
"You should be a designer if you aren't one already." Peter laughed,
"Just trying to get the town back on its feet faster and maybe create more jobs. You really like my ideas?" Nadia asked.
"Yeah, they are great. You must care a lot about this town and the people in it." Peter explained.
"Well, I mean its like a second home, and I think Imam would have wanted me to try and take care of the people who did survive this…whatever the hell this was." Nadia explained softly. Peter hesitated to say anything else, he could tell he had hit a fresh wound,
"Besides, I cant be a designer, I cant draw for shit." Nadia laughed a little.
"Maybe an interior designer. You do know details, as long as you have someone who can draw floor plans, you got a business." Peter giving her something to think about. He stared at her as she went quiet,
"I can already see the wheels turning in that pretty little head of yours." Peter smirked,
"Yeah, you have given me something to think about, not going to lie." Nadia seriously.
"Good, cause I think I've got a partner with a mind's eye for detail." Peter excitedly. Nadia and Peter talked more about the details and what to do with scrap.