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Thessaloniki's Background

In the 1800's, Thessaloniki wound up working for the railroads as a surveyor. He met Slate during this time, while Slate was living with the Native Americans near Austin. As he was working in a dangerous field with very low overhead he was able to save some money.

Nick worked for the railroads. He traveled. He later worked for a little company called American Telephone and Telegraph doing surveying for their lines, as an excuse to keep moving. Naturally, he loved traveling. He may have picked up some AT&T stock then.

In the 1840's, he bought the land that would become The Ranch, as he could get a good price on it, had some stray cash from his work, and Slate said it had good water and bedrock. It just seemed like a good idea, and some investment. He bought a HUGE chunk of land, because it was available and he had some money.

In 1875, Slate needed help reintegrating, and Nick settled down a little to help him with that. They built the first house at the Ranch, although they traveled around Texas quite a bit too.

In 1890 he saw an early automobile, and liked it. A lot. As newer autos came out, he realized the older ones were being discarded and lost. This became more obvious in the teens when Ford's mass produced cars began to be available, and when the diversity of the industry began to collapse.

Nick felt that a terrible shame. People had put blood, sweat, tears, hope, faith, caring, and desire into these miniature machined works of art, and they were throwing them away. So he bought some. He began to buy more and more as he realized what was happening, and as he wandered. It was easy for him to do, and it made people happy. Some just liked the money, but some were glad to see their car go to someone who obviously cared a little about it.

He began his circuits of the country -- to collect things, learning, talking, helping. The Model T arrived en masse, and he bought one to drive and one to store. He did the same for the model A, and this habit continued for a long time.

In 1917 the Great War struck the country and many things were being smelted down for the metal. Nick's vision of the loss of all these beautiful things became clearer to him, and he realized only someone with a longer perspective would try to save them.

This galvanized him into action, and he worked ceaselessly to find parts and whole cars. He wasn't doing anything much with them, just collecting them -- storing them from the ravages of the thoughtless and, as much as he could, from time. The first of many huge sheds were built on the Ranch to hold it all.

About that point, Eli took a break. As Nick heard of other Eliites being farmed out to other Superiors, he began to wonder what would happen to him, and who he'd work for, and if he'd be able to keep worrying about these cars and the fool humans who lost them. Eventually he got Eli's last command to him, "Do what thou wilt, but be cool." This answered his concern, and gave him pretty free rein to do what he liked with the cars. It was hard to argue that they weren't cool.

It was in 1929 when the stock market crashed, and money was on everyone's mind, that Nick realized he'd been spending a LOT of his. Slate pointed out to him it was darn lucky he'd kept his funds as gold -- gold being both one of the pretty universally accepted currencies and in a form which was unlikely to get suspicious looks for being 80 years old.

Nick contacted some of Marc's and asked what to do about this. He had a Mission and needed money. They warned him that gold would be hard to keep -- they were apparently right, as private holdings were made illegal -- and helped him get into stocks while they were low. He bought some more AT&T. He bought some of pretty much every car company. He bought some of the petroleum companies. He bought stocks all over. Many were not great investments; several were fabulous.

About this time the state routes were built. Nick continued traveling. He did some charity work, helping people who needed them to find cars, or fix ones they couldn't afford to lose. Many people called him an angel (not realizing it was true), as he'd meander through, twirl wrenches, make the broken run, and find ways for those without to get.

Nick loved Burma Shave signs, and knew them all by heart.

After the Depression, Nick tried to piece together some of his older cars. He needed practice with the skills and, he realized, he needed the books. He began collecting documentation too.

On that fateful day, 7 December 1941, it became impossible for the US to stay out of World War II. Along with the rest of the nation, Nick was in shock at the news. He feared the worst for the future of the old cars, having seen it once before.

Once again, Nick saw things being smelted and destroyed for "the war effort" which he pretty much despised for the thoughtless damage it caused, and made people do in the name of "freedom." He did everything he could to continue to find parts and save things from reclamation. He lied, stole, bought, and bribed. He forged gas rations, and he impersonated US Marshals to try and intercept things of value. He tried never to hurt people or get individuals in trouble, but he was fairly ruthless about rescuing what he could save.

After the War ended, things looked better for Nick. Consumption went up, and people's urge to destroy things went down; they discarded, but did not destroy. He could live with that -- parts were available, and cars were not lost so quickly.

In 1948 the main house at the Ranch burned down. Nick oversaw the building of a new one, with all the modern convinces. His design was the huge rambler of the day, with many bedrooms and a big sunken living room. He built big, and he built to last. It looks dated now, but it's holding up well, and he's fond of it. Better... he has the floor plans, and knows all its secrets.

Through the late forties and fifties, Nick developed his habit of traveling in the summer to all the car shows, and of repairing and rebuilding in the winters. He did this for nearly sixty years.

Nick's attraction to the cars began to fade, though. He kept doing it -- it was cool, and he didn't have anything else to do, but it was losing its appeal to him. The new cars weren't very exciting. Parts were easily available, as laws made the companies figure out what to stock and for how long. There also weren't that many exciting changes -- more comfortable, faster, better, but nothing shocking. They'd matured as a product, and were no longer as exciting.

Others became interested in restoration and repair, and could carry his torch. Nick's traveling became more selling than buying. Money came in and parts went to collectors and restorers who were deliriously happy to find them. This pleased Nick, and made his decisions and dedication seem worthwhile, but it was not as rewarding or exciting as it had been. Some of the glamour and life has left the auto industry.

Thus Nick is in a bit of a rut when he runs in to Slate that fateful day at the Alamo, and is all to ready to do new and interesting things.


Thessaloniki's Questionnaire

 

What’s your name?


Thessaloniki. Lately on Earth, he's been using the name Theodore Nicholson, and going by "Nick". He's used variants of this, as well as Thessaloniki Chase, some time ago.


What does your vessel look like -- gender, height, weight, apparent age, hair, eyes, skin, etc.?


He is a mid-to-late 50's man. Tall, thin, and slightly weather beaten. Probably about 5'11" and maybe 180 pounds. Looks like perhaps a trace of native American in him; dark skin, black hair, dark brown eyes. He has an easy smile, and is a little quiet, and good natured. He is polite and well-mannered, although most would mark him as slightly old fashioned. He dresses neatly, usually cotton pants, Oxford shirt, and a sweater or cardigan, and often a tie. The tie is often loud, or the sweater an eye-catching pattern in southwestern colors. He usually wears a little silver and turquoise jewelry, which does little to argue with the subtle suggestion he's from the southwest, and perhaps of native stock. When working on cars, he has overalls, the blue ones with his name stitched on them. Working out on the Ranch, he will wear a t-shirt and blue jeans. He is not insanely muscled, but is fit. While he is scrupulously clean, there is often if not always grease under his fingernails, and he is quietly pleased by this.


What is your earthly Role?


He is an auto restorer. He has a Role in society as one; he makes his way by doing it, and by cagey investements over the past coupe of hundred years he traded a Marcite for a perfect '54 Lincoln Continental and a couple of motorcycles across the years. He has built a Ranch out in the middle of nowhere to do this in, with garages, a house, and storage.


How old are you in actuality? What and when was your first earthly assignment?


He's about 300 years old, and has spent most of his time in the new world, although, he has made trips all over. He likes airplanes, and can sit and watch the flow of people and machines at the airport for a long time; the carefully controlled and choreographed dance they do is beautiful to him. His first earthly assignment was, oddly, in South America, as the Spanish were colonizing. He went down to try make the Spanish and the natives interrelate better, which was very difficult. Peace is not an easy thing to create, and he only vaguely succeeded.


Have you always worked for your current Superior?


Yes.


Have you ever erred seriously under this Superior?


Early on, he misunderstood an instruction and delivered something to the wrong place. He didn't think it made sense, but he did what he was told. Because of that, an important plan couldn't happen, and evil took over another city in South America. He learned both to ask more questions, and to take a little more initiative and not be quite so pedantic and such a stickler for following rules to the letter.


What is your working relationship with your Superior like?


He respects Eli's wisdom, calm, and obvious joy of the wold which he has helped create. When on assignment, he makes sure he understands it, and then does his utmost to complete it, even if what he has to do to make things right isn't quite what anyone thought they would be. Lately, he has not been on assignment, and has been merely keeping busy and following the last direction he received, rather happily so. He feels he works for a very sensible and right Archangel.


Would you be interested in service to a different Superior?


No, thank you.


What do you think your Superior would say are your greatest strengths and weaknesses?


His greatest strength is that, once given a task, he will do his utmost to complete it, even as goals and requirements change. He can be flexible and keep up with sudden changes in direction. That same strength is also part of his weakness; once focused, he will work on that to the exclusion of all else, and may miss things.


If you were assigned a Word today, what would it be?


Auto Restoration, probably. Perhaps Interstate Freeways. =) That might explain his Free Coffee Ritual.


Do you have the ambition to seek a Word?


He doesn't really want a word. I don't know if it's so much the lack of ambition, but the lack of desire to be tied down so. He enjoys being able to go and do many different things for Eli, as is required.


Do you have friends on the Other Side? Does your Superior know?


Sure. He's known a lot of people who've Fallen, and he's reasonably willing to look the other way, as long as they don't do anything too egregious that he finds out about. If they're polite and at least partly subtle, they're just as welcome to come by the Ranch and shoot the breeze as the angels. Anyway, they sometimes drop good hints. Some of the Demons are fun at parties, too.


Yes, Eli knows. As long as they're not being too destructive, and remain vaguely subtle around the Angels, they can be merely watched, and gently persuaded.


How do you feel about Demons in general? Are there Bands or Princes to whom you’re more opposed than others?


Many of the demons are very destructive, and those are particularly unpleasant. The Calabim are just AWFUL, because they can do so much wanton damage. Vapula is also terrible, because he could be using his skills for great good, and, instead, destroys things. A terrible waste.


Are there specific Attunements, Songs, Skills, etc., which you don’t currently have but are pursuing?


He has transubstantiation, and would like Abracadabra. The Mercurian attunement of making reliquaries might be interesting, too. He'd like more songs; a high score at Corporeal Motion would be cool.


What’s your general opinion of mortals?


He thinks they can be a lot of fun. They are interesting, because they can both create and destroy, and do or not do, and each chooses differently. The reasons why are endlessly fascinating.


What about the whole sex thing? Have you ever had sex with a mortal?


Sex is fun. Yes. Perhaps not as often as possible, but he certainly doesn't shy away from it. His current vessel isn't one which particularly attracts women, but the cars help make up for that.


Have you ever killed a mortal?


Unhappily, yes. It is best avoided, but accidents happen, and some mortals seem bound and determined to do truly awful things.


What’s your attitude towards mortal laws?


It's easiest to follow them. Coping with the after effects of not doing so makes living a calm and productive life difficult. Most of them are for the greater good, and therefore a positive thing for the Symphony, anyway. When it is best not to, though, they get ignored. They are not the primary concern.


Religions?


Some of them are pretty out there, but they're all an important part of the great scheme of things.


Sin?


Sin is bad. However, many people worry about a lot of things that it's hard to count as "sin", you know? So, a lot of things that many would say are sin, really aren't.


Are there mortal habits which you’ve acquired?


Yes. Eating, sleeping, sex, clothes. Driving. Coffee.


What about God? What’s up with Him?


God's kind of a busy fellow, and it's best to let Him alone. He's got the whole Universe to look after. I'll just take care of my little bit here, and if He needs me to do something differently, or take care of something, He'll let me know, one way or another.


And Lucifer? What’s his deal?


Well, it seems his word of the month for the last several millennia could be "bitterness" or perhaps "sore loser". On one hand, it is important to have the dark, so the light can shine more brightly. On the other, he's a mean and destructive son of a bitch, and it's no fun cleaning up after him.


Have you ever doubted God’s wisdom or questioned your place in the Symphony? What if God was one of us? Just a slob like one of us?


At one point, he had some doubts as to if this was really the right answer to things, and came as close as he ever did to a Fall. Relatively speaking, it wasn't very close, but he did ponder the issue seriously. Eli quite subtly gave him a couple of things to do, coping with some particularly destructive Calabim, one of whom was quite entrenched in the local human hierarchy, and couldn't be merely bombed out. This showed him how distasteful the Other Side and he has not had much difficulty with that worry since. God isn't a slob like one of us? Doesn't matter either way.


Do you like to fight? Are you good at it?


No. He's not good at it. He's better at running away, or bringing the people who are good at it. It's messy. Lately he's picked up a gun to try and be a little more dangerous with if he has to.


With what musical instrument do you associate your part in the Symphony? What musical style?


Probably the cello. It usually hums along, a steady and important part of the bass line, but can leap up and burst in to the melody, carrying things for a while, as needed. Usually, he just works along steadily, but when it's needed, he leaps in to the midst of things and does what is required.


Do mortals have free will? What about Celestials?


Yes. Yes.


Who’s your best friend? Worst enemy? Most heated rival?


His best friend is probably one of the celestials that comes by to the Ranch to admire the cars and to talk about things. Someone to bring news from the outside world, and to take messages to people, and who can stay and talk about philosophy or something BESIDES old cars. =). He holds a big BBQ every spring before he goes on the road and has for the last sixty years or so.


The enemy is definitely that fucking bastard who keeps rusting out the old cars. Someone got the Word "ruin" or "rust" and they are no fun.


You’re told that the Game is investigating you. How do you react?


He doesn't much react. He tries to act at all times in a way that would stand up to scrutiny, and doesn't feel the need to change or hide anything. If they have a problem with him. they'll tell him.


What if they’re investigating your best friend?


Harder. Make sure his friend knows, and ask them if there is anything he can do to help. Consider their requests seriously, but only help them if it's really something he can do without implicating himself in anything too negative.


Have you ever accumulated significant Dissonance, or even Discord?


Not really. He's been on a couple of tasks which caused dissonance, and he worked hard to recover from that. He tries hard to avoid it.


Your best friend is perilously close to Tripping, even Falling. How do you handle it? What if he or she has already Fallen? Has a friend of yours ever Tripped or Fallen?


Similar to if the Game is investigating. Talk to them about it and see if they're really clear on what they're doing. Maybe show them what they could become. See if there is anything he can do to help change their mind without pulling himself over the edge. He will try and show them the horror they might become; Eli did it for him, and he'll try and use that wisdom for his friends.


If they Fall, don't ask about the details. If he finds out anything too disturbing or damaging, he'll have to react. He hates killing friends, but he will if they insist on being unpleasant.


Is there anything that could make you defy the will of your Superior? What about the Will of God? What if you’re ordered to perform actions which run contrary to your deepest individual commitments?


Probably not. If he is asked to do something which runs contrary to his commitments, he would be more likely to stop and examine his own feelings and suspect them before he suspects God or Eli. He trusts them and their judgment, even if he didn't understand it.


If you could eradicate one sin in the corporeal realm, what would it be? What if you could maximize one virtue?


He would remove thoughtless violence and destruction. That really irritates him. He would maximize compassion.


Is there a mortal whose character you particularly admire?


Harry Truman was a very respectable man. Dependable, intelligent and thoughtful, and well-spoken.


Despise?


Whoever it is that invented plastic packaging and auto parts. They're hard to work with, and hard to dispose of. And the plastic parts can't be fixed well.


What do you do when you don’t have a specific assignment?


He has a Ranch. He restores cars, or drives around and gets parts, or talks to people or finds things, or helps people with their cars, or finds owners for the restored cars, to spread the pride and joy he has rebuilt.


With whom do you associate if the choice is entirely yours?


People who respect craftsmanship and machinery, be they celestial or mortal. Past and history are important. Waste is not.


With whom do you prefer not to associate?


Anyone violent, thoughtless, or unpredictable. Many of the other Ofanin, oddly, as they seem quite flighty. They're welcome at the house, but usually a little frenetic for him.


How do you dress? Do you pay much attention to mortal fashion? Do you have any tattoos or piercings?


He dresses conservatively, and carefully. See above. He doesn't pay too much attention to fashion, wearing what is a fairly timeless and acceptable kind of clothing. His clothes do not get too old, and he replaces them often enough so as not to be too dated. He has no tattoos or piercings.


Assuming for a moment that you enjoy mortal entertainment, what’s your favorite movie? Book? Album?


Generally, he ignores them as being kind of transient. He'll play almost any kind of music, the more dancable the better.


If you had to compare yourself to a media personality, who would it be?


You know that guy from This Old House? Except, he does it for cars.


Is there a media personality who *screams* “NYBBAS”?


Bob Barker. Dirty old man, tricking innocent housewives.


Do you eat or drink? Smoke? Use drugs? Details please thanks.


Eat, yes. He'll try almost any food, and usually eats as a human would. He enjoys it, and it helps him fit in human society. The flavors and textures are fascinating. Drink, same as eating. He doesn't become drunk (do angels get drunk) although will drunk alcohol. He home brews beer. He doesn't use drugs; he sees no reason to.


Do you know what “felching” is? Who the fuck thinks of that? Seriously, that’s fucked up.


Yes. Obviously, some devil did. It is disgusting, isn't it?


 




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