Post by Alisa Stevens on Jun 18, 2009 10:08:32 GMT -5
North of the National Mall, surrounded by fences, walls, guard posts and SAM batteries, trees, lawns and the occasional tourist, stands the White House, the workplace and residence of the President of the United States.
The current occupant is its 47th, Alisa Stevens, a Democrat from Mercury City.
The unstable world and the existence of supers and magic has meant that the Federal City, especially the area of the National Mall and its surroundings and the Pentagon, has become a veritable fortress while struggling to maintain the openness that the spirit of the country requires.
The Secret Service and the Washington DC Police Department have some of the most powerful and patriotic supers and spellcasters on their payroll, getting their pick of the litter after the armed services.
The White House itself was renovated extensively after the Massacre, during President Jameson Word's single term. All the outer walls have been reinforced with enough lead to poison the entire world population and enough clever electronics to turn the building into an enormous Faraday cage. The staff finds it refreshingly quaint to have to use landlines again.
The Oval Office still exists, but is used only for ceremonial meetings - the Situation Room in the reinforced bunker deep under the basement has become the de facto workspace for the President and her staff. The video screens on the walls, the state of the art conference equipment and the heaviest encryption methods allow the leader of the free world access to every bit of information she needs to make decisions, and the ability to communicate them.
Next to the Situation Room is the White Room, so named since its details were left completely blank on the plans. This is the President's private study and meeting space, functioning as the Oval Office under the Oval Office. A less sensitive room called the Harrison Lounge is located down the corridor. These are where President Stevens spends most of her day.
And when evening falls, the President retires to the Residence topside, a security risk Stevens insisted on when stepping into office, as President Word's public image was severely damaged when it was revealed he spent his nights sleeping in a bunker underground "like a scared mole".
The current occupant is its 47th, Alisa Stevens, a Democrat from Mercury City.
The unstable world and the existence of supers and magic has meant that the Federal City, especially the area of the National Mall and its surroundings and the Pentagon, has become a veritable fortress while struggling to maintain the openness that the spirit of the country requires.
The Secret Service and the Washington DC Police Department have some of the most powerful and patriotic supers and spellcasters on their payroll, getting their pick of the litter after the armed services.
The White House itself was renovated extensively after the Massacre, during President Jameson Word's single term. All the outer walls have been reinforced with enough lead to poison the entire world population and enough clever electronics to turn the building into an enormous Faraday cage. The staff finds it refreshingly quaint to have to use landlines again.
The Oval Office still exists, but is used only for ceremonial meetings - the Situation Room in the reinforced bunker deep under the basement has become the de facto workspace for the President and her staff. The video screens on the walls, the state of the art conference equipment and the heaviest encryption methods allow the leader of the free world access to every bit of information she needs to make decisions, and the ability to communicate them.
Next to the Situation Room is the White Room, so named since its details were left completely blank on the plans. This is the President's private study and meeting space, functioning as the Oval Office under the Oval Office. A less sensitive room called the Harrison Lounge is located down the corridor. These are where President Stevens spends most of her day.
And when evening falls, the President retires to the Residence topside, a security risk Stevens insisted on when stepping into office, as President Word's public image was severely damaged when it was revealed he spent his nights sleeping in a bunker underground "like a scared mole".