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2023.02.02 22:34 Worried-Fan8646 Need help with red wolf of radagon ps4 code 0705

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2023.02.02 22:32 Reasonable-Coyote188 Management lied about promotion then calling me “ manipulating”

Long story short, last year my previous company was acquired by my current company. I was hesitant to stay and found a new job with a Senior title. My ex boss that I have a great relationship with begged me to stay and help me found a new job in dept A. In the negotiation process, I asked them to match the senior title of the job offer I get. The boss of dept A made up some excuses of my seniority in the dept and promised a review in 6 months ( hard lesson learned). Since then, the boss of dept A now moved on to dept B and recruited her friend to become the new boss of dept A.
Soon I realized I do not want to work for the new boss because he always randomly drag me into politics dramas that’s way above my pay grade, and pitch me against the other stakeholders I work closely with. He would randomly called me into the office to tell me I need to build up the courage to against my stakeholders that I am supposed to work with. 6 months later I can’t stand it anymore, and I found out my ex boss from our original company is moving on to a new company. I reached out to him about my dilemma and he’s kind enough to organized a meeting with my stakeholders before he left and made them agree I will transfer out of my current department to department C.
My ex boss left, and I was sad because I felt no one in this new company will now have my back. I tried to mind my own business and do good work. And I actually received a lot of positive feedback from them and from the clients. I know they are working on my transfer to department C but I didn’t even press on the issue once.
After 3 months, the head of department C reached out to me to try to match my title/job description for the new role. And the same time my annual review is due this month. She sent me a role for junior title position- I mentioned the conversation of title review when I was first hired and ask if the review is still happening with the transition - I didn’t aggressively demand anything but just ask for clarification. The head of dept C said she would need to talk to Boss A and Boss B, and of course they both denied a conversation ever happened.
What really shocked me was none of my stakeholders have backed me up despite the constant positive feedbacks I have been getting . In an accidently leaked email chain, one of them even called me “ irritating” “ manipulating” and “ I need to stop pitching people against each other”.. The leaked email chain also revealed all those depts thought the other will continue to pay for my salary and none of them are willing to pay for it once the transfer processs starts. I don’t understand how’s asking clarification about my job title and duty is to pitching people against each other?? Now I can see why 80% of employees from my original company left a year after acquistion, including my ex boss who convinced me to stay.
They are having another meeting this Friday to talk about me without my presence and a meeting with me next week. I honestly not sure how to react knowing what was said about me behind my back..
Part of me want to quit for good because numerous red flag with this position and the company and the jerk who ruined my promotion chance in the new dept with his “ comments”
My only drawback is I am planning to have a baby at the end of this year and with the current economy situation, it’s risky to start a new job.. However I don’t know how I can pretend nothing happened and just pretend I don’t know.
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2023.02.02 22:14 idyllic_q [Excerpt: Dead Sky, Black Sun] What are some of the more interesting Daemons in the lore?

As the title says, I'm interested in hearing about the Daemons you found most interesting for any reason.
For example, I find the Daemon named the Omphalos Daemonium from the novel Dead Sky, Black Sun interesting. It takes the form of a demonic steam locomotive, driven by something that wears the skin of an Iron Warrior. I think it's rare that a Daemon is written in a particularly interesting form, instead of just horns and red skin and exposed musculature. A short excerpt from the novel is given below:
From Dead Sky, Black Sun:
Warped realms, a universe and lifetimes distant, flow together, joining all points in time on the bronze blood-tracks. On a journey that leads everywhere and begins nowhere, the Omphalos Daemonium pushes itself from nothingness to form. Snaking from its daemonic womb and leaving nothing but barren rape and death in its wake.
And the Omphalos Daemonium came. Though the cenobite had raved of the might and power of the Omphalos Daemonium's evil, they had been but the merest hints of the thing's diabolical majesty. Roaring from the newly formed tunnel mouth like a brazen juggernaut of the end times, the Omphalos Daemonium shrieked along the bloodtracks towards the horrified Space Marines. Vast bone-pistons drove it forward, iron and steel flanks heaving with immaterial energies. Bloody steam leaked from every demented, skull-faced rivet as wheels of tortured souls ground the tracks beneath it to feast on the oozing blood of the dead earth. Deep within its insane structure, it might have once resembled an ancient steam-driven locomotive, but unknown forces and warped energies had transformed it into something else entirely. The thunder of its arrival could be felt by senses beyond the pitiful five known to humankind, echoing through the planes that existed and intersected beyond the veil of reality.
Behind it came a tender of dark iron and a juddering procession of boxcars, their timbers stained with aeons of blood and ordure. Uriel knew without knowing that millions had been carried to their deaths in these hellish containers, carried to whatever loathsome destination this horrifying machine desired before finally being exterminated. The vast daemon engine slowed, the sleepers driven beyond sound in their torment as the towering machine halted at the edge of the platform.
Uriel thought he heard booming laughter and the grinding squeal of warped timber doors sliding open on runners rusted with gore. <
I'd be interested in your opinions about some of the Daemons you found interesting.
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2023.02.02 22:09 Trash_Tia Three years ago, I was a research student working on a remote island. We were out of lab rats, so our professor used us instead.

I can’t believe I finally got the guts to post this to social media.
After three years, I’m finally ready to tell our story.
I know I shouldn't. This is a huge risk, and I’m putting both myself and my friends in danger of being caught by some pretty bad people who are currently hunting us down.
My life as I knew it ended in 2020. (I would talk about how ironic it was that it had to be 2020, but I don’t have time to ramble). I was volunteering as a lab assistant for a college professor I was close to. After graduating at the top of my class, I had been offered the opportunity to assist him overseas as a voluntary research assistant. I should have been working in his usual lab at the college, but due to certain ethical issues he didn’t want to deal with on campus, he decided to fly his most promising students to his primary lab on a tiny Indonesian island. He took on six of us.
The top of his class, as well as students who seemed far too interested in what he was really working on. Normally, college professor’s would discourage curiosity when it came to their private lives and work, but he welcomed it, allowing certain students glimpses into the research he was working on under his façade. I can’t say I wasn’t curious about the paperwork I happened to glimpse, paperwork covered in special plastic seals brandishing TOP SECRET in bold lettering which was definitely intriguing.
Sure, I wanted to know what was so special about his research that it warranted that kind of seal, but it’s not like I broke into his lab unlike my colleagues. (You would think biology students would be smart, but those idiots didn’t stand a chance with the amount of security our college had).
I thought that would be a sure fire suspension, and it almost was until the professor himself had pardoned them before inviting the group alongside me to work with him on this secret project. I know I sound crazy for taking a voluntary job, but the job was on a tiny island just off of the coast of Indonesia—which meant I was working in paradise. It was like being on a permanent vacation. We had the beach at our disposal, and the local resort was just up the road. After sweating in the lab on weekdays, we headed to the private resort down the road from the lab.
Professor Quincy was a well-known local, so he had managed to get us free entry. I guess you could say I was living the dream. Three years prior, I was in my freshman year of college and I had no idea what I was doing with my life. Fast forward two years, and I had the opportunity of a lifetime. I was working in literal paradise.
It didn’t last long, of course. I had to wake up from my dream at some point, right? And I did.
March 2020.
I can’t remember which date it was. I just remember that it was right at the start of the pandemic, and I was supposed to be going home to see family I hadn’t seen in almost six months. Professor Quincy had been insistent we live and work with him for a certain amount of time, and then he would grant us permission to return home to see our family.
I couldn’t exactly argue against it. Like I said, and I will continue to elaborate through this post, our professor’s work was pretty private. Cell phones were not allowed, and internet access was limited. If I needed to phone home, I had to sign seven different forms to promise I wouldn’t leak any information on his work, and to declare that if I happened to do so I would be fired immediately and sent back to the US.
If that wasn’t enough, my parents would also be held accountable.
So, yeah. Obviously, I wasn’t going to start spilling our professor’s secrets.
It’s not like we were completely cut off. There was a phone in Professor Quincy’s office, as well as the reception at the dorms.
We were allowed three allocated phone calls a week. After a certain world event had enfolded, however, we were allowed to call our parents pretty much any time we wanted, as long as we signed those release forms. After a full day of none-stop paranoia and too much time skimming news articles on my laptop, I was itching to talk to mom. I just didn’t know how to tell her that I wouldn’t be seeing her in… I had no idea. The US borders were shutting, and I was at a loss what to do. If I am to be honest with you, I was terrified. This kind of thing only happened in movies, and there I was trying to figure out a way to tell my mom I wouldn’t be coming home—and I had no idea if I would ever be coming home again. The dorms were state of the art; a huge glass building with three floors. There was a gym, a swimming pool, and a girl’s and boy’s dorm on the top levels.
There were only six of us, so it was pretty fucking amazing. Sometimes in the summer when it was baking hot, like the kind of heat the human body can’t deal with, they opened the roof, and we would all lie in the reception area, drunk on cocktails from the resort.
But do you know what wasn’t state of the art?
The air-con.
I had grown accustomed to the stupid thing breaking every three days. Normally, I didn’t really care. I’d get a cold shower or stick my head in the freezer. That day, though, I had just been informed via email I wouldn’t be returning home for the foreseeable future.
The thing was, I was so used to knowing things in advance. I knew when work was cancelled, or when I was getting sick. Though with this, I had no idea what the outcome would be. Nobody did. The planet was holding a collective breath. I couldn’t even ask for a possible date, because no one knew how this huge, insane, life-changing thing would play out.
Well, it could play out either one way or the other. And I had seen the movies. I knew the basis, or at least the fictional re-enactment.
So, sweating through baking heat, I sat cross legged on prickly carpet, squeezing the phone in my palmy hands. I could glimpse Kaian through the window, slumped on a sun-lounger with his head tipped back. He was frowning at an odd looking bird which was perched on the upper deck. It was early evening, and the sun was starting to set. God, I loved watching the sunset. It was like the sky had turned into cotton candy, streaks of burning red and pink enveloping crystal blue and dimming the sky, making it easier to get a good luck at the sun.
Kaian’s light brown hair exploded into hues of vivid red, and I was momentarily taken-aback by the sight—like the sky had set his hair on fire. Ever since meeting him in my freshman year, I’d had a crush on Kaian. Being half-Thai with striking features and a Hollywood smile, my ass was already on the floor.
However, after living with him for several months, and studying alongside him for years, I had come to realise he was more of a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Not exactly a dick, but not the nicest either. Kaian was deaf and had become the sort of “jock” of our little research group. He had been the one to stage the break-in attempt into Professor Quincy’s lab. I always wondered if they really had discovered something—and blackmailed Quincy into letting them in on the research.
I wouldn’t put it past my classmates. They were as nutty as our professor. I was half-wishing mom didn’t answer. Then I would have no choice but to tell her through email, which was better.
Still though, I wanted to hear her voice, even if it was going to send me over the edge. When my mom’s voice crackled through the phone, I panicked and said the first thing which came to mind. “I’m... I’m staying here for a little longer.” I said. “I was told this morning I can’t come home.”
Mom was silent for a moment before she sighed. “Yeah.” I was surprised when she chuckled. “I figured that, sweetie.”
“You’re not mad?” I whispered.
She didn’t reply for a moment before sighing. “Why would I be mad? It’s not like you can help it.”
Squeezing the phone tighter, I turned away so Kaian couldn’t see me sobbing like an idiot. “It’s not for long,” I said, or rather lied. I wasn’t just trying to reassure my mother, I was desperate to make myself feel better too. “I think it’ll be late April, or maybe May. I’m not sure yet.”
“Well, I’m excited to see you.”
Nodding, I swallowed a wracking sob. “I’m excited to see you too, mom.”
“Are you eating well?”
“Uh, yeah. The food here is great.”
“How is work?”
She was avoiding elaborating on a conversation neither of us wanted to have, and I didn’t blame her.
“It’s fine,” I said, “We’ve been working in some pretty, uh… intense heat. But I’m fine. I just cool off in the sea.”
“That’s good.” I could sense my mother’s smile, and it made me feel ten times worse.
“How… how are things over there?”
Mom hummed. “There’s no toilet paper,” she laughed, “But we’re all fine. Your little brother is baking cookies. Do you want to talk to him?”
“No.” I said, far too fast. “I mean… I don’t have much time, and I wanted to talk to you.” I swallowed. “If that’s okay.”
“Of course, honey.” Mom’s voice felt like warm water coming over me, relieving my stiff muscles. “Oh! Your father just finished cleaning your room out the other day! You would not believe how much stuff we had to take to a yard sale. Do you remember that dollhouse you had?”
“Uhh—”
She cut me off. “Well, I’ve given it to Mrs Jason’s daughter. Do you remember Lucy?"
“Lucy.” I said, my mind elsewhere. “She was that kid… umm…”
“You held her at your auntie Christine’s birthday party, do you remember? She’s always asking about you. She thinks you’re a marine biologist.”
“Oh.” I said helplessly. Sensing movement, I twisted around to find Kaian heading up the stairs. Probably to his room.
Usually, Monday nights were reserved for the beach. After lights out, we headed down to the coves which were a three minute walk from the dorms to paddle in bioluminescent plankton illuminating the stuffy night.
It was like dipping your feet in liquid stars. From the look on my colleague’s face however, a sort of not-entirely-there frown, I doubted anyone was in the mood for our usual trip to the beach. Offering the boy a wave, I pulled my knees to my chest. I didn’t realise I’d left an awkward pause until mom cleared her throat loudly, snapping me out of my trance.
“Wren, did you hear what I just said?”
“Wren.”
Mom only had to say my name to send my heart into my throat. “Honey, are you crying?”
I had to heave in a breath. “No.”
“You’re watching the news, aren’t you?”
“Mom, I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” Mom paused. “Wren, I can’t imagine what you must be feeling right now, but I’m just a phone-call away.”
I nodded, my eyes burning. “I love you, mom.”
“I love you too, baby.” Mom’s voice hitched, and she was splintering. I could tell by her sharp breaths. “I’ll see you soon, okay?”
That was the last time I ever spoke to my mother.
The sky was dark when I pulled open the door to my shared room and face-planted into my bed. Long after putting the phone down, I sat in the reception area and cried like an idiot. Then I went outside to attempt to read a book on a sun lounger, but with the lack of sun, and the fact that the outdoor light was broken, I gave up and retreated upstairs.
Riss, my roommate, was typing loudly on her laptop when I bothered lifting my head from my snot-drenched pillow.
She had been taking the news surprisingly well, despite her being the one in our group who was over-emotional. She was a natural redhead but had dyed her hair an odd pastel pink colour which was starting to come out. I could see her natural vivid red roots springing from her half-assed ponytail. “How’s your mom?”
Riss didn’t look up from her laptop screen, her fingers dancing across the keyboard. I glimpsed the word doc she had been working on earlier in the lab. We were supposed to type up all the findings from the days experiments earlier, and as usual Riss was the last to submit hers. She was the lazy daydreamer out of our group, often getting chastised for zoning out during lectures and falling asleep. Riss was smart though. Seriously smart. When she felt like it.
“Hello?” Riss slammed the space-bar. “How was the talk with your mom?”
“It was fine.”
“Doesn’t sound like it,” Riss hummed. “Come on, I know when you’re upset—fuck.” She hissed through her teeth, going to town on the backspace key. “Stupid fucking autocorrect.”
I didn’t reply for a moment, suffocating myself in my pillow. The air-con was broken again, so I was left to suffer, stewing in the same clothes I had been wearing all day. I needed a cold shower and something from the downstairs kitchen, but I couldn’t be bothered moving. Besides, Riss’s typing was comforting, lulling me into almost-slumber.
After a while of just basking in the sound of her typing, my roommate sighed loudly. I sensed her jump up from her bed and move to her desk. My roommate had a routine I was used to. After typing up her usually late reports, she jumped up, did some stretches, downed the bottle of water on her desk, and then jumped up and down with too much energy, awaiting the print out. Just as I thought, I cringed at the sound of our printer booting up. I hated the noise. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard. “It’s the end of the world as we know it.” Riss murmured with another loud, exaggerated sigh. “And we’re stuck in paradise.”
Refusing to lift my head from my pillow despite the heat, I scoffed into the material. “Stop saying that.”
“Stop saying what?”
“That it’s the end of the world.”
“I mean, it is. Certain events aside, have you seen the state of the ozone layer? Dude, we’re on a one way ticket to extinction.”
I really didn’t need Riss’s “comforting talks” right then. Her idea of reassuring was reminding me how many species were dying out.
“Uh-huh.” I said, cutting into the slightly manic polar bear rant. “Can we talk about something else.”
“But it’s true.” Riss chuckled. “The world is falling apart, and here we are trying to do the impossible.” She paused. “In one of the most beautiful places on the planet.” When I lifted my head to frown at her, my roommate was sprawled out on her bed, her ten page report awkwardly balanced on her chest. Riss’s eyes were somewhere else, delving into oblivion.
I couldn’t tell what she was feeling. She was smiling, but her eyes were sad. It had taken me a while, but eventually, after weeks and then months had gone by, I had gotten used to Professor Quincy’s research. It was hard to take in at first. Like, you have this huge secret and you can’t tell anyone—if you do you’re risking your own career. I imagined it as a neutron star collision going off in my head, an explosion of colours nobody else could see but us.
Locked away on this tiny island, we were the only ones who knew Quincy’s goal. There was one rule in the lab.
No emotions. We weren’t allowed to have emotions once stepping through the door. We had to stop being human for the sake of achieving successes and moving onto a different age. A better age. That’s what Quincy said, anyway. I wondered if Riss was thinking about the work we did earlier. She had broken down three times since starting, though she was getting better. Riss didn’t speak much after an awkward conversation we had about the end of the world, which bled into a conversation about The Walking Dead.
It fizzled out after I reminded her I was yet to finish it after dumping it halfway through season four. There’s not much to do in the dorm. I had my laptop and several dozen movies downloaded onto it, but I wasn’t in the mood to delve into fiction. I was falling asleep when our door flew open, and Riss almost catapulted her laptop across the room. My gaze flicked to the doorway, where Kaian stood, a scowl carved into his lips. It wasn’t unusual that my colleague was scowling or standing in our doorway. He was always the first one up on a morning, quick to wake everyone else up despite the sun not being up yet.
“Kaian?” Riss signed, her eyes glued to our damp-looking colleague. “What the hell?”
Looking at him, I could tell that Kaian wasn’t there willingly. His hair was a soaking mess plastered to his forehead, a plaid shirt clumsily buttoned over ratty shorts. He looked like he’d just gotten out of the shower. No, he didn’t just look like it.
I was sure Kaian had just gotten out of the shower. When he held up one hand, and started to furiously sign, the jingling noise brought my attention to the cuff attached to his left wrist. “Jem.” He signed his roommate’s name, and I resisted the urge to collapse back into bed. Nothing was good when Jem was involved. I loved my colleague, but the amount of stupid shit he had done since starting work on the island, he could make his own sitcom.
Riss groaned, shutting her laptop. She quickly signed, “What has he done now?”
Kaian’s expression twisted with fury. “What HASN’T he done?” He held up his wrist, signing manically. “He cuffed me to my bed!”
“Kinky.” I shot him a smile, and seeing his expression, I quickly regretted my words when his gaze flashed to a stuffed animal on the floor.
I had no doubt he wouldn’t aim for my face.
“What? Why did he cuff you your bed?” Riss was already pulling on her jacket. I jumped up too, slipping into my sandals.
“Rabbits.” Was all Kaian had to sign with wide eyes, before we were following him back down the dorm hallway, and down the stairs. I was practically falling over myself to keep up. Kaian ran in front, Riss stumbling beside him. If Jem was in the lab after hours, it wasn’t good. Ever since we made the switch from rats to rabbits, Jem had been very vocal that he was against it. But like Quincy said, we had to give up our humanity in that room. Our morals. Anything we thought, our opinions and emotions. We had to suppress it all.
Because once we started to give into them, our professor had proclaimed—that was when cracks would start to form. According to him, the first step in turning your back on science was giving into your humanity. I wasn’t quite there yet. It’s not like I didn’t have intrusive thoughts about saving the poor things, but Quincy had planted a very specific thought in our heads. If we rebelled, if we leaked information and went against him—our families were at risk of getting involved despite having nothing to do with it.
Jem had already submitted multiple complaints, and I didn’t blame him. But it’s not like we could all band together to stop Quincy’s experiments. Like I said, we were walking on eggshells around him and he was already a fairly paranoid man already. And morals and humanity aside, his work was pretty fucking incredible. Disgusting and inhumane? Yes, of course. But truly incredible. The lab was a five minute walk from the dorms. Riss was out of breath as we ran, and I glimpsed a full moon light up the darkening sky, illuminating oblivion in milky white light. “What I don’t understand,” she panted, “Is why cuff you to your bed?”
She turned to Kaian, who signed, “He knew I was going to tell someone. When I got out of the shower, he grabbed me and cuffed me to the frame.” The boy scowled. “I’m going to kill him.” By the time the three of us were throwing ourselves through the doors of the lab, pressing our identity badges over the mechanical lock, I was sweating. Bad. I think all three of us wanted to collectively murder our colleague. The lab was usually out of bounds after work hours, but sometimes Professor Quincy made exceptions if we needed to finish reports or collect data.
Riss was stabbing in the eight digit code to get into Quincy’s office, and I was struggling to catch my breath, keeled over with my hands on my knees. The building was usually lit up, even at night. I had spent countless after work hours typing up research reports and listening to music, comforted by the warm glow from the lights overhead. But that wasn’t the case on that particular night. A coil of dread began to unravel in my gut as we bound down the main hallway which was swamped in darkness. Riss made a joke about failed experiments lurking around us, and I elbowed her sharply in the gut.
Thankfully, Quincy’s main lab was lit up. When the door swung open with a loud beep, the three of us bound straight into a startled looking Jem—whose expression almost matched the ones of the dozen baby rabbits cradled to his chest. If Kaian resembled a Hollywood star, then this guy reminded me more of a punk kid—maybe a theatre kid too. Jem was the wildcard in our group. He wasn’t the smartest, and he struggled sometimes. But Quincy had admired the boy’s curiosity in his research. Jem’s hair was always a mess of dishevelled curls, and his outfit choices were… odd. For example, Jem had opted for wearing pajamas to his rabbit heist.
It was almost like he had an epiphany in his sleep and hurricane thoughts had led him right to the lab. For a moment, I was unsure whether to laugh or start yelling at him. Jem peeked at us under his hood, his eyes almost cartoonishly wide. Like he was a kid being caught stealing cookies from the cookie jar. The subjects he was holding seemed to cling onto him, and I had a moment—just a moment—where I cracked slightly. Especially when the largest one’s tiny eyes found mine.
It was frightened, its claws digging into his sleeve. “I can explain.” Jem finally spluttered, pressing the rabbits closer to his chest. “This is animal abuse.” He said in a hiss. “You’re not really going to stand there and watch that bastard hurt these little guys, are you?” I was sure Jem was convinced he could get away with it by showing us the power of cuteness.
I can’t say it wasn’t working. God, the one in the middle with large floppy ears and a brown smudge on its fur was really looking at me.
Like it was staring into my soul.
Next to me, Kaian’s expression was easing a little. He leaned against the door with his arms folded.
“They’re kind of cute.” He signed, smiling for the first time since earlier that morning when Riss spilled orange juice all over herself.
“See?” Jem’s smile was soft, and he gestured to them. “Look at them! They’re adorable. I’m not going to let him hurt them.”
Riss, however, seemed unfazed. She took a step towards him, her eyes darkening. “Are you fucking insane?” she gritted out. “So, what, you want to let Quincy’s test subjects go?”
Jem’s lip curled. “He’s got rats. I’m sure he’ll be fine.” He backed away, clutching the rabbits tighter to his chest. “You’ve seen what he’s done to them,” he whispered—and his gaze flicked to me, and then Kaian. “What WE have done to them. It’s not fair. They’re living creatures, and we’re… we’re hurting them.”
Fuck.
This was what I was afraid of. Ever since the six of us started on the island, and Quincy’s lecture on suppressing our humanity for the sake of science, I knew one of us was going to break when we saw what exactly he was doing to his subjects.
I’m not going to go into detail, because again, I am already putting myself at risk by writing this. But I will say that Quincy’s experiments weren’t.. normal. I’ve already told you they were inhumane and immoral.
But it didn’t end there. You see, our professor was sure—positive that he could ignite a certain part of the human brain with simple stimulation, a hell of a lot of drugs, and psychological tactics. He believed he could find that missing part that is missing in all of us which stops us from being the apex predator.
Abilities way beyond our comprehension.
Professor Quincy had been working his whole life to create a serum which would hack into the mind, and switch on that part of us we cannot find on our own. Rats didn’t give him the right results, so we moved onto rabbits.
So far, I had witnessed a rabbit which could teleport from one cage to the other, after several surgeries, and serum injections directed into its brain.
Impossible.
I thought it was impossible, and yet somehow I was watching it with my own eyes. A living thing disappearing in one place and reappearing in its cage. Through research, we had come to realise the cage was the rabbit’s safe place. Whatever ability it had (and there were many), it would always return to its cage, no matter where we placed them. The serum wasn’t perfect, however. I had witnessed a rabbit interfere with the electronics in the lab, playing with the lights, before exploding into large fleshy chunks painting the metal prongs of its cage a startling gory red.
The rabbit’s in Jem’s arms were our only proof that the serum worked. They were our last surviving four. Subjects 2, 6, 10, and 15. I have to admit, subject 15 freaked me out. Fifteen’s ability was not yet known, but Kaian was sure that it was developing heightened intelligence. I didn’t know much about Fifteen, but from what I did know, there was no fucking way we could let Jem let the little guy run free.
Knowing what they were capable of, and what we could possibly lose if my colleague got his own way, snapped me out of my, “Aww they’re so cute,” trance. I stepped forward, cringing when I glimpsed remnants of the metal headset which had been drilled into Six’s skull.
“Give them here.” I said, and when Jem started to shake his head, I snapped. “Do you want to get fired?”
He wasn’t letting up. “They’re living things, Wren!”
I nodded, trying to keep my cool. “They are.” I said. “But they’re also valuable subjects—one of which can fucking teleport. I wouldn’t exactly say they’re normal rabbits.” I held my breath. “Look.” I gave up acting like I knew what the fuck I was talking about. “I don’t like it either, okay? It’s disgusting and immoral, and findings and psychokinetic abilities aside, I would be totally on your side if we didn’t have results.”
“But we do have results.” Kaian signed. He seemed to have snapped out of it too. “Give them back, Jem. They’re research subjects.”
“They’re rabbits! Have you guys lost your minds?”
“Yes.” Kaian signed. “It’s part of the job description, asshole.”
“You have a dog!” Jem shot back in a manic hiss. His expression was feral. I had never seen that kind of desperation, almost unbridled lucidity let loose. “It’s no different to your dog, right? Would you seriously put him through this? Would you stick a needle inside his skull?”
Kaian didn’t reply, his jaw clenching.
“No. You wouldn’t. So, why these guys, huh? Why are you willing to be cruel for the sake of science for these guys, but you wouldn’t fucking dream of doing this to your pets?” Jem took another shaky step back, so I figured hitting him with the hard truth would snap him out of it.
“It’s not the same,” Kaian seemed to be struggling, his hands trembling as he signed. “It’s… it’s different—”
“What’s different?” Jem demanded. “There’s no difference! If it were a rat I would feel the same way! We’re hurting living animals.”
“Your dad,” I said quickly, “Do you want to drag him into this?”
“Again.” Kaian started to sign, Riss elbowing him to shut up. It was no secret Jem and his father had been under fire back home after discovering a document he shouldn’t have. All he did was read it. According to the boy himself, he had the Men In Black In Black trying to crash through his door at 4am. Jem was lucky Professor Quincy decided to use his curiosity as a tool instead of sending his family to jail.
Jem blinked, like he was waking from a trance. “No.” He said, quickly, his resolve crumbling. My colleague allowed Kaian and Riss to take the subjects and put them back in their cages. I expected him to fight back, but the guy seemed weirdly fine with us taking the rabbits back, stumbling away from them like they were contagious.
With all subjects accounted for, we headed back to the dorms and ate dinner—and I remember running my hands through Jem’s hair, a little bit drunk on cocktails, and promising him that once Professor Quincy was finished with his research, he would let the rabbits go. I wasn’t completely sure of this myself, and it was just a friendly lie to make him feel better, considering he’d been acting weird all night. I had been lazily sipping water to sober myself up when the thought hit me.
It didn’t really make an impact, more of a passing thought. Did subject Fifteen have any influence over Jem’s mind?
Fifteen had already proved it could type a single sentence on a keyboard and tap on a tablet screen to identify certain fruits.
Was it possible that it had developed the ability to influence the brain? I wasn’t sure I wanted an answer to that. Anyway, we all headed to bed, and I made Jem promise he wouldn’t do something like that again. I still remember the way he’d looked at me, slightly confused, mouth open, like he had no idea what I was talking about. I figured he was just tipsy, and after frowning at me for way longer than necessary, Jem saluted me with a “Yeah, course I promise.”
Yeah, that promise lasted maybe six fucking hours.
I was spooning dry cereal in my mouth the next morning, trying to ignore the news bulletin on the TV, when we got the first call. Jem had broken into the lab two hours ago, and let the subjects run free. By the time I’d thrown myself into the lab, barely dressed, the others were already getting screamed at—and I mean SCREAMED at by Quincy. I glimpsed my colleagues through the glass window as I threw myself into a run towards the lab. It looked like they had been dragged out of bed.
Riss was in her robe, Kaian and Jem half dressed. The three were sitting in the communal area looking like they wanted to sink into the earth, while Quincy’s voice reverberated back down the hallway.
When I stepped through automatic doors, our professor turned to me, his expression thunderous. “Wren!” He passive aggressively gestured to the others. “Why don’t you take a seat, hm?” His British accent was easy to tolerate usually, but that morning he sounded like a fucking Bond villain. I nodded and practically dived next to Riss, who looked like she was ten seconds from wrapping her hands around Jem’s neck. Kaian was glaring at his lap, ignoring the professor’s ASL, and Jem looked—well, he looked kind of confused.
“You’re late.” Quincy turned his piercing gaze to me.
“I’m five minutes early, Professor Quincy.” I said, glancing at the clock to make sure I was right.
The man didn’t respond, turning back to Jem. “As I was saying, I was just letting your colleague know that he has thrown quite a wrench in our plans. But no matter, we can fix this.” He cleared his throat. “Mr Saeueng.” Professor Quincy nodded to Kaian. “There are several research subjects in storage that I have been saving for these kinds of emergencies, “ He said. “Please retrieve them so we can continue working on this project. And hurry up."
Kaian paled. For a moment I thought he was going to barf. “Professor Quincy,” he started to sign, before pausing, “You ordered me to dispose of them two weeks ago,” He shot me a look, and I remembered the two of us loading a cage full of rats into a truck. “We don’t have them.”
The professor’s expression contorted, and he smiled. He… smiled. Like he thought it was funny. “Right.” He said in a breath. “You’re telling me,” He lifted his arm like he was going to strike each of us. And I sensed the four of us collectively wince. “You’re all telling me—all four of you, that our current research subjects are nowhere to be seen, our backup subjects have been disposed of, and I am supposed to be doing a presentation next week?"
His voice cracked. “Next week!” He repeated, beginning to pace, and I was starting to regret choosing my curiosity over my wellbeing. Sure, psychokinetic abilities are cool, right? Cracking open the human brain and discovering something magical, something out of this world, was a dream come true. We were witnessing history being made. What could fundamentally change the world.
But I was sitting inside a lab with a man who was clearly unhinged, thousands of miles from home, and no guarantee I would ever return home. A shiver slid down my spine when our professor stopped pacing up and down, and something seemed to light up in his eyes.
I saw it. Something in his brain… snapped. It was like seeing a real-life light bulb moment. “We’re okay.” He said, after a moment of silence. Quincy seemed to gather himself. “You’re dismissed. I will.. I will get my hands on new research subjects, do not worry about that.” His smile was far too big, and I nodded, relieved, and jumped to my feet, eager to make a quick getaway.
Jem stood up, grabbing his bag. “Will we have time?” He asked. “I mean… the presentation is next week, and we need to start over.”
“That’s right,” Riss was frowning. “Professor, where exactly are you going to get new subjects? Didn’t the college stop funding the project?”
“Hm? Oh, I have subjects,” he chuckled. “I have always had subjects, don’t worry. They have always been my last resort.”
I nodded. “So, do you have spare rats?”
“Makes sense.” Kaian signed. “I bet he has a secret batch somewhere.”
“Precisely, Kaian.” Professor Quincy nodded, a wide smile splitting his lips apart.
“So, rats?” I pressed. He still was yet to answer my question and I was growing anxious of what these subjects were.
It must have been rabbits, surely. Rabbits were our best shot at getting results. Rats worked well, I guessed. But not as good as rabbits.
He caught my eye, and something cold slipped down my spine when the man’s grin didn’t waver. “You could say they’re rats.” He seemed to be drinking me in, his gaze flicking up and down, from my head to my toes. “And don’t worry. They will be ready for the presentation. I will make sure."
“Well, that’s great.” Jem’s expression brightened. “So, we didn’t have to use rabbits after all, huh? Who would have thought.”
To my surprise, the professor was in unusually high spirits. After a lecture repeating his insistence that we had to supress our humanity for the sake of science (which was mostly aimed at Jem) He flocked to his desk, sorting through paperwork, and leaving the room several times to take part in phone calls. He must have really been pushing to get new living materials. I noticed his hands were quivering. Was it fear?
Excitement?
Without a word, Quincy left the lab with an armful of paperwork. When Riss asked what we were supposed to do, he told us to stay exactly where we were, while he retrieved new research materials. Great.
With the professor gone, it didn’t take long before Riss was trying to strangle Jem, acting like it was playful, but the look in her eyes definitely had a more nefarious intent.
Kaian, being the smartass of our group, was already sorting through our day’s work, as if we hadn’t just lost our subjects. The lab was pretty much our playground (The professor’s words, not mine) but there was a specific room which was out of bounds. Quincy called it the FAIL room, where all of his failed experiments were. Living or dead, or preserved in some weird solution, the exact reason I was convinced he was unhinged, was in that room. I didn’t realise it was unlocked, until a crashing sound sent me jumping up from my chair, my heart catapulting into my throat.
Jem and Riss looked up from their work, and I noticed Kaian’s seat was empty.
“That sounds ominous.” Jem shot me a look. “Did he…”
“He didn’t.” I muttered, my gaze flicking to the other side of the room, where, to my surprise, the room which had always been out of bounds, was in fact open. Before I could hesitate or think of the consequences, I hurried to the door, coming to a grinding halt on the threshold.
I was aware of my colleague’s shadow several feet away from me. I was aware of the petrified look of fright carved into his face, and his eyes, wide, like he was staring into oblivion. Like the darkness had already taken him.
Instead of finding Kaian, I was seeing what I can only describe as several lumps piled on top of each other. When I got closer, forcing my feet into submission, those lumps bled into very human-like figures wrapped in see-through plastic. For a disorienting seconds, while my head spun around and around, a slithery paste crawling up my throat, I saw them as nothing but lumps of naked flesh bulging through plastic.
But then I was recognising faces, faces I knew--faces which had been mutilated, stained a startling scarlet like they had been dipped in the reddest paint available. I knew the first lump. Sara. She went home two weeks earlier due to illness. The following fleshy lump with its face ripped off, which I could no longer call human, was Thomas. He too went home for a family emergency and never came back.
Quincy said they had both requested to leave. He said they would miss us, but it was too much. Seeing what we were doing was too much for them. They couldn’t suppress their emotions. Sara and Thomas had never left. They never went home—they were right in front of me, reduced to chunks of flesh and bodily organs.
There was a white strip of paper attached to both of them, a single word written in bold lettering.
FAIL.
That word sent my stomach heaving, my feet stumbling back, and my body erupting into fight or flight.
Kaian twisted around, his face illuminated in dim light flickering from a bulb above.
“Out.” He signed, and it was the desperation in his eyes, the heaving breaths struggling from his lips, which got me moving. I was pressing my hand over my mouth, muffling a sharp scream ripping from my throat, when Kaian grabbed my arm and dragged me back. I was barely conscious of getting out of that room before the alarms started, sending me to my knees.
“What the hell is that?” Riss was next to me, her voice shrill.
Jem had his hands planted over his ears, his hand wrapped around a hysterical Kaian. “Wren, what is it? What’s in there?”
I couldn’t reply. Instead of trying to speak or explain, I grabbed her arm and dragged her to the door. Kaian and Jem were already on the hallway, and I was barely slipping back through the automatic doors, before they slammed shut, and a familiar voice crackled over the speakers. “Stay where you are.” Professor Quincy said. “We will be returning to work very soon. By the grace of god, I have found subjects.”
Us.
My blood ran ice-cold in my veins.
He was talking about us.
"What the fuck?!" Jem yelled. "What are you talking about?"
I didn’t think. I just ran. And sprinting down that hallway, which was familiar, which had always felt like a second home to me, I had no idea it would become my prison.
It would become the very hallway I would wish to die on.
The hallway I would be dragged down, day after day, while my mind was picked apart.
Ahead of us, the doors were shutting, red lights bathing our faces. I remember how scared they were. Jem, who reached the exit doors, slamming his fists into the glass. Riss, trying to override the mechanical lock. Kaian, who had given up, dropped onto his knees, and pulled them to his chest. When gas filled the air, I was still trying to get through the door. Riss had forced Kaian to his feet, and Jem was trying to find any weapon in his vicinity.
But there were no weapons. There was just the four of us against a gas which was quickly disorienting us. When black spots started to dance across my vision, and Jem’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, his body dropping to the floor, I was thinking about Subject Fifteen. I was thinking about its beady eyes when I bit my lip and drilled into its tiny skull under my professor’s gaze. Riss dropped next.
Then Kaian.
I was quickly losing consciousness, my clammy head pressed against glass, clawing at the lock, when the thought hit me.
We deserved it.
For what we had done to those rabbits, playing god, and trying to turn them into something they weren’t—we deserved it.
Whatever my professor was planning to do to us, I had an inkling it would be far worse than what the rabbits had endured. We were going to suffer, I thought dizzily.
For science.
And I can tell you, three years later, as I currently share a hotel room with three murderers, my past self was fucking right.
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2023.02.02 22:06 netsauce i just leaked on my chair at school

i just leaked on my chair at school
i haven’t leaked onto a chair since 7th grade and now in my senior year i just leaked onto my chair. i tried moving around in fear that i was leaking and like adjusting my pants naturally in class but when i stood up there were little stains over the chair. my school has these types of chairs so the stain doesn’t come up red it’s just a little bit darker. do u think ppl will know what it is? tbh i’m not gonna do anything about it bc it’s not like its going to rub off on anyone elses pants (idt). but we have stains on the chairs all the time so i feel like it’s kinda normal so idk what to do. what do i do?
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2023.02.02 21:59 evissamassive Everything Coming to Netflix February 2023

February 1 * The Great British Baking Show: The Professionals: Season 6 – Series * Gunther's Millions – Documentary * Bad Boys * Bad Boys II * Call Me by Your Name * Daddy's Little Girls * Eat Pray Love * Enough * It (2017) * Julie & Julia * La La Land * The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring * The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King * The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers * New Amsterdam: Seasons 3 & 4 * The Pursuit of Happyness * Spanglish * Spy Kids: All the Time in the World * Stepmom * Survivor: Season 32 * Tyler Perry's I Can Do Bad All by Myself * Underworld
February 2 * Freeridge – Series
February 3 * Class – Series * Infiesto – Film * Stromboli – Film * Thomas & Friends: All Engines Go: Season 2 * True Spirit – Film * Viking Wolf – Film
February 4 * Lyle, Lyle, Crocodile
February 6 * VINLAND SAGA: Season 2
February 8 * Bill Russell: Legend – Documentary * The Exchange – Series * MTV Floribama Shore: Season 1
February 9 * Dear David – Film * My Dad the Bounty Hunter – Family * You: Season 4: Part 1 – Series
February 10 * 10 Days of a Good Man – Film * Love is Blind: After the Altar Season 3 – Series * Love to Hate You – Series * Your Place or Mine – Film
February 13 * Squared Love All Over Again – Film * VINLAND SAGA: Season 2 (new episodes)
February 14 * All the Places – Film * A Sunday Affair – Film * In Love All Over Again – Series * Jim Jefferies: High n' Dry – Comedy * Pasión de Gavilanes: Seasons 1-2 * Perfect Match – Series * Re/Member – Film
February 15 * NoFilter – Series * African Queens: Njinga – Documentary * CoComelon: Season 7 * Eva Lasting – Series * Full Swing – Documentary * The Law According to Lidia Poët – Series * Red Rose – Series
February 15 * 47 Meters Down: Uncaged * Ouija * The Upshaws: Part 3 – Series
February 17 * A Girl and an Astronaut – Series * Community Squad – Series * Ganglands: Season 2 – Series * Unlocked – Film
February 19 * Whindersson Nunes: Preaching to the Choir – Comedy
February 20 * Operation Finale * VINLAND SAGA: Season 2 (new episodes)
February 21 * Perfect Match – Series (new episodes)
February 22 * Murdaugh Murders: A Southern Scandal – Documentary * The Strays – Film * Triptych – Series
February 23 * Call Me Chihiro – Film * Outer Banks: Season 3 – Series
February 24 * Formula 1: Drive to Survive: Season 5 – Documentary * Oddballs: Season 2 – Family * Married at First Sight: Season 12 * Pokémon Ultimate Journeys: The Series: Part 2 – Family * The Real World: Season 12 * We Have a Ghost – Film * Who Were We Running From? – Series
February 27 * VINLAND SAGA: Season 2 (new episodes)
February 28 * A Whole Lifetime with Jamie Demetriou – Comedy * American Pickers: Season 15 * Perfect Match – Series (new episodes) * Too Hot to Handle: Germany – Series
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2023.02.02 21:47 schoonover_mr Light Leak on Olympus Stylus Infinity Zoom?

I recently bought an Infinity Stylus as-is from eBay for pretty cheap, and after getting the first roll developed, I found that every photo has these red blurs on it:
https://imgur.com/a/m5eBioG/
Some pictures are better than others, but they all are affected to some degree. There doesn’t seem to be a pattern of where it shows up on the photos or similar lighting conditions that could be causing it.
I have no camera repair experience, but after a little Googling, I think it’s because of a light leak. Is this correct, and if so, is there a common source of the leak for this camera?
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2023.02.02 21:46 chanandalerbong7 [WTS/WTT] Glock 17/19L G47 at home Gen 1-5 compatible w/ 509T $550/$500, P365 Macro holster, L3D P320/TLR1 holster $100 WTT for OEM Glock Extractors or slide parts kit, 2x 20rd 2011 mags & plate

Prices CONUS shipped PPFF (preferred) Zelle & Cashapp. If you pay G&S on accident I will refund you less the fee, as PayPal keeps them. Trading something I want? Open to negotiating. Comment dibs then PM me. if its not listed, its sold already
FREE gun lock with any item just ask for it, I have 2 left
WTT foWTB -
-3x OEM glock extractors $5ea? or 2x slide kit OEM $50-80 used to new
-2x Staccato 2011 Gen 3 20rd mags- $45-65 ea, saltylike new
- Staccato "carry" DPO irons plate, will straight trade "tactical" height plate
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https://imgur.com/a/BUgYkcj CAN RUN on G17.3s, G17.5s, & G19s "G47.3 at home"
Remsport Glock 17.3 slide direct cut by Wager. 509Tv1 red, Trijicon suppressor night sights with Gen 1-4 & Gen 5 combat armory threaded barrels. Gen 3 recoil spring & NDZ uncaptured Gen5 spring fitted to work in Gen3 19 frames. Still has the Gen4/5 adapter to retain the spring. Lone Wolf Gen 3 dust cover. Little bit of copper from some shitty Wolf on the inside of the slide that can be cleaned off. This thing is badass but I am trying to cut down what I shoot regularly, nothing wrong with the set up. Zero malfunctions w steel & Hornady critical duty. 509T and trij's are about absolute cowitness
looking to sell the bundle for $550 shipped/insured, or $500 less Gen3 barrel & RSA.
https://imgur.com/a/dLwvHxt HOLSTER ONLY
Macro holster- $40
https://imgur.com/a/mCQMare
-Blackhawk L3D P320 TLR1 holster- $100, will straight trade for their Glock/TLR1
works for full, compacts and probably X5s as well, can only confirm it fits with TLR1s. Level 3 retention with 1 button activation. The optic hood can be removed. ~1yr old, Has never seen outside my closet all original parts come with it.
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2023.02.02 21:45 dunkurs1987 [ASK NC] Synology DS1522+

[HELP] I’m looking to purchase the following NAS setup: Synology DS1522+. Synology 800GB SNV3410 NVMe M.2 2280 SSD Synology E10G22-T1-Mini RJ45 10G Ethernet Module Based on Synology’s HDD Compatibility List & excluding the Synology drives (due to cost), it appears the highest capacity choices are a Western Digital 14TB WD Red Plus NAS HDD or Seagate IronWolf Pro 12 TB NAS HDD. Which of these two HDD’s would you recommend?
from NAScompares.com - Data Storage Blog
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2023.02.02 21:38 nevermind1123 Life's Tangled Skeins - Part 26

Previous
First

It was good to be back into the Photic. Especially after everything that had happened. Emily had spent a few hours lying in bed in her quarters, trying and failing to fall asleep. Thus far, there hadn’t been much success. Her mind kept returning to unpleasant things.
The memories were bad enough, even if they could’ve been considerably worse. She still felt a little sick, whenever such thoughts came unbidden into her mind. More troubling were the questions that had started to surface.
Given how invasive the cranial implants were, had the intruders on the ship been acting of their own free will? Had her crewmates murdered a handful of innocent puppets? Then again, would such deaths be a mercy, releasing them from a fate that might be worse than death?
Such questions were more than sufficient to keep her thoroughly awake. At least she was back in the Photic now. It was comforting enough to be moving swiftly away from Evenhope, presumably never to return. The faint glow of the limited Photic radiation brought a unique sort of solace as well. Such comforts made things bearable, even if they weren’t enough to chase certain lingering thoughts away.
Increasingly, a specific thought had started to assert itself rather plainly. She didn’t want to be alone with her thoughts any more. Sure, she might be at a bit of a loss for what to say to others in the crew, but that didn’t matter. The need for company was enough to get her out of bed and more or less dressed, and propel her into the hallway.
When she wandered into the lounge, it was something of a relief to see Brick sitting there, apparently by himself. No great surprise, when she thought about it. Lily was busy with navigation. Ledger would be going through a rather large number of legal procedures dealing with the fallout of recent events. Ink and the captain were likely keeping busy with shared piloting duties. As for Patchwork, she could be anywhere in the labyrinthine passages between the rooms.
Brick looked over at her with a slight smile. “Freckles,” he said in a welcoming tone of voice.
“Hey,” she answered rather weakly.
“Looks like you’re still a little worse for wear.”
“Yeah,” she murmured in answer. “Still trying to sort all this out.”
“Anything I might do to help?”
She sighed, wandering over to the nearest couch and all but collapsing into it. “Probably should talk over what happened at some point, but not sure just how. I’m tired, Brick. Tired of thinking about recent events.”
He nodded sagely. “I won’t keep you on the subject long, then, but I’ll say this much. Any of us here is more than willing to listen, whenever you need to talk about it all. Whether that’s now, or some other time.”
“Thanks,” she sighed, trying her best to smile. “Mind if I ask a silly question?”
“Go right ahead.”
“Has anyone, like maybe Ink, or Lily, said anything about me?”
Brick thought for a few moments before answering. “Haven’t heard much, but from what little I did hear, they’re both sorry about what you had to see. Thing is, most wights aren’t as bothered about death as a lot of variants. Just, doesn’t instinctively turn their stomachs like it does for some people. Part of why they tend to be so formal and careful with outsiders.”
“Compensating?”
“Pretty much. All the more need for rules, when one is more easily able to do harm.”
“What about Ink?”
A sad little smile flickered over his face. “She’s got a history. We all do, on the Perchance. Part of why we’re here, and not somewhere else.”
Emily looked down at nothing in particular, letting out a small sigh. “I want to talk to them, but not sure what I’d say. I mean, they didn’t do anything to hurt me. If anything, it was the opposite.”
“But, you saw a side of them you maybe weren’t ready to see.”
“Yeah, exactly.” She felt a small, bitter laugh escape. “Here I said I didn’t want to think about all this for a while. Feels a bit better to talk, though.”
“Probably help if you talk with them, when you’re ready. In the meantime, you want to continue on with this conversation, or would you rather switch to something else?”
“I think, something else for now, at least.”
“Anything much in mind?”
She pondered briefly before nodding with a weak smile. “Scrimshaw, he mentioned you’d be the one to talk to about, whatever that was that made those two appear out of nowhere like that. Well, you or Patchwork.” She leaned back and closed her eyes. “Since you’re here, though.”
There was a slight creak as a small door opened in the wall. “Either of us,” Patchwork observed, “though both might be better. Hope you don’t mind a story.”
Emily felt a halfhearted little laugh slip out. “Sure, why not?”
There was a small impact on the deck, followed by a series of rapid footsteps. Then a slight whispering sibilance. When Emily glanced up, she saw Patchwork seated on the back of the couch right beside Brick’s shoulder. The two of them appeared to be talking quietly together. She closed her eyes again.
“Not sure quite where to start,” Brick offered.
Emily chuckled softly. “I’m scattered enough right now, I probably won’t notice if you start badly.”
“Well,” said Patchwork, “one might say it started with a bit of unconventional research.”
“Doesn’t narrow it down much,” Emily noted.
“True,” Brick replied, sounding rather amused. “This particular research was focused on the creation of a personal spatial confinement field.”
“Like the ones around ships for photic travel?”
“Essentially,” he responded.
“Wait,” Emily muttered. “Wouldn’t that require a bit too much hardware for one person to carry around?”
“Thus the unconventional nature of the research,” Patchwork noted rather dryly.
Emily shrugged absently, closing her eyes again. “So who was conducting this research?”
“We were,” Patchwork responded.
“I was the theoretician,” Brick added, “While Patchwork was the technician.”
This was enough to make Emily open one eye halfway in a sidelong glance. The two of them seemed entirely serious.
“So,” she murmured, closing her eye again, “Scrimshaw wasn’t pulling my leg. Ink turns out to have a background as an assassin. You two were professional researchers. At this rate, I won’t be surprised if Ledger used to be a death metal singer, while Lily used to be an exotic dancer.”
Both Patchwork and Brick dissolved into sudden laughter at this. It took a few moments for either of them to regain their composure.
“Far as I know,” said Brick, “neither of them were thus employed.”
“Any reason you’d think they were?” Patchwork asked.
Emily smirked as she shook her head. “Just leaning into the absurdity a little. Anyways, I guess you two were trying to make sort of a safety feature for photic travel?”
“In essence,” the ogre answered. “There was the possible application of an emergency system to prevent a person from getting smeared across higher dimensions, in the event of a field collapse. There was also the hope that, eventually, people might be able to explore the Photic directly.”
“Hopefully with a protective suit of some sort,” Patchwork added. “That would’ve come next. However, the early prototypes ended up turning the research in an unexpected direction.”
“Yes, in spite of Patchwork’s considerable fabrication skill, the personal field emitter wasn’t nearly powerful enough to maintain cohesion in extraspatial conditions. It was able to partially isolate a subject from the surrounding space, though.”
“Not sure what that would accomplish,” Emily quietly observed. “I mean, you can’t go out into the Photic, and the Aphotic would be out of the question as well. So, that just leaves conventional space. One thin little layer of reality wedged between the two big bottomless oceans. Then again, I guess Scrimshaw did mention parallel layers alongside one another?”
This drew a sly chuckle from Patchwork. “Far as most folks know, there’s just the one layer. Conventional wisdom, which we believed as well, at first. Trouble is, once partially isolated from normal space, we, or rather I, noticed something odd.”
“Like the captain mentioned,” said Brick, “there isn’t just one layer of normal space.”
This opened both of Emily’s eyes, and she sat up a little straighter. “So how many are there?”
Patchwork was grinning widely. “In fact, as it turned out, there are five.”
“Wait, if ships have been entering and leaving the Photic for thousands of years, why did nobody notice this?”
“That would take a bit of explaining,” Brick answered, his brow creasing slightly. “What we know as normal space is more or less the ground state of space. It’s, like the lowest energy electron orbital in an atom. A sort of default for things to end up at, when they enter normal space.”
Patchwork nodded. “And since the five layers are infinitesimally thin along higher dimensions, and stacked up side by side, they go unnoticed as you pass through them.”
Brick shook his head. “Not technically even stacked side by side. They’re more like facets of the same space.”
The gnome smirked a bit, letting out a small sigh. “That only further emphasizes my point.”
Emily cleared her throat softly. “So, how are they linked? And why only five, for that matter?”
Brick thought a little while, then nodded slightly to himself. “If you don’t mind a tortured metaphor, I could try and explain maybe.”
“Torture away,” Emily responded with a welcoming sort of gesture. “Gives me something to distract my mind with, if nothing else.”
The big man smiled a bit crookedly. “You familiar with the five regular polyhedra?”
“Not, really?”
“Five basic shapes, made up of symmetrical polygon faces arranged into three-dimensional solids.”
Emily thought a moment or two, then smiled faintly. “Sounds like you might be talking about the Platonic solids. Would one of them be a cube?”
He shrugged. “That would be the familiar one for most, yes. Sometimes also called a hexahedron.”
“Right,” she answered, thinking for a few moments. “Five of these possible shapes, five layers of space. Coincidental, I suppose?”
“That or, equivalent,” he responded somewhat uneasily. “The mathematics are rather arcane for the real thing, but the basics of these shapes stand in well enough. Do you know why there are only those five?”
“Thought there were quite a few more polyhedra.”
“There are,” said Patchwork, “but these five are the only ones that have radially symmetrical polygons with straight edges, all of the same type and dimension for a given polyhedron.”
Emily nodded slowly. “Okay, fine, let’s just go with it. Why only five, then?”
“It has to do with the rules that generate them,” Brick responded. “Starting with the simplest option, the tetrahedron. The rule here is three equilateral triangles sharing a common vertex. You set that as the rule for every vertex, you’ll always get a tetrahedron. Four triangular faces enclosing a bit of space.”
“With you so far.”
“From here,” he continued, “there are two ways you can go. Either you increase the number of triangles sharing a vertex, or you increase the number of sides per polygon.”
“First option, then?” Emily ventured with a slight shrug.
“Alright, four triangles sharing a vertex will get you an octahedron. Five sharing a vertex gets you an icosahedron.” He grinned rather sharply. “But what happens if you force six equilateral triangles onto the same vertex? Keep in mind, each of these has an angle of sixty degrees.”
“Six by sixty,” Emily murmured. “three hundred and sixty.” A couple of seconds passed before the answer hit her. “An infinite plane made up of connected triangles?”
“Exactly,” Brick responded with an approving sort of smile. “Now going the other way, if you join up squares three to a vertex, you get a cube. Doing the same with pentagons gets you a dodecahedron. So what do you suppose you get trying to join hexagons three to a vertex?”
Emily smirked. “Same thing. Thrice one hundred and twenty degrees. An infinite plane of joined up hexagons.”
Brick nodded. “Which is why there are only five of these shapes in standard three-dimensional space. So now to the metaphor, the space we commonly occupy is a little like a tetrahedron. The simplest shape.”
“Also, its own mirror image,” Patchwork added.
“Mirror image?” asked Emily.
“In a manner of speaking,” the ogre responded. “Consider a cube for a moment. It’s probably the easiest shape for most people to picture. If you were to take the middle of each of the six squares and turn it into a point, and take the eight corners of a cube and make them the middle of eight triangles, you’d have an octahedron. The two shapes are equivalent forms.”
“Or mirror images,” Emily noted.
“Right. Same thing with an icosahedron or a dodecahedron. They’re equivalents to each other.”
“I suppose an infinite plane of triangles and an infinite plane of hexagons would also be equivalents.”
“For all intents and purposes,” Brick responded. “It’s different with a tetrahedron, though. If you were to swap out the four points of a tetrahedron with the four centers of each triangular facet, you’d just get another tetrahedron.”
“Okay,” Emily muttered, “so put this little metaphor into focus for me.”
The big man gave an agreeable nod. “Very roughly speaking, normal space is like a tetrahedron. The Photic is like an infinite plane of triangles. The Aphotic, an infinite plane of hexagons. The four additional layers of space are like the four remaining regular polyhedra.”
“So what, something like a cube and a dodecahedron between normal space and the Aphotic, and something like an octahedron and an icosahedron between normal space and the Photic?”
“In essence,” he responded.
Emily leaned back again, closing her eyes. “You’re right. That is a tortured metaphor. Guess I get the point, though. So, the extra layers, are they something like a combination of normal space and the outer realms?”
“More or less,” Patchwork responded. “Using the polyhedral names, the octahedral layer is something like a hazy dream world version of normal space. It’s bright, and everything is a bit out of focus. Solid objects are still solid, though. You get up to the icosahedral layer, and it’s really blurry. You also are able to force your way through solid objects. Or, around them might be more accurate from a certain perspective.”
“What about things like breathing?” Emily asked suddenly. “Is there atmosphere there?”
“In the octahedral layer, yes. Icosahedral, not exactly, but you’re so close to the Photic at that point, your cellular metabolism can be directly sustained without any need for breathing.”
“Has to have side effects,” Emily murmured.
Patchwork smirked rather lopsidedly. “Possibly, but we were never able to stay in that layer longer than a few moments. Kept collapsing back into octahedral, and then eventually tetrahedral.”
“Not unlike an electron finding its lowest open orbital,” Brick added.
Emily nodded slightly. “So, what about the cube and dodecahedron layers?”
Patchwork shuddered slightly. “Think of a shadow of the world you know, and that’s pretty much the cube layer. The dodecahedron layer, I only visited once. Rather not say what sort of things I saw there.”
“Hang on,” Emily said suddenly. “You could see normal space from the two adjacent layers, right?”
“Yes, more or less,” the gnome answered.
“But you can’t see either of those layers from normal space.”
Brick shrugged. “You can’t see the Photic or the Aphotic from normal space either. Best theory we’ve got for now, the two sides cancel each other out when you’re right in the middle. Like two opposing waveforms overlapping.”
“Curiouser and curiouser,” Emily murmured.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Patchwork responded. “Told you how the research started, haven’t told you how it ended yet.”
“Haven’t even really heard the stuff in between yet,” Emily observed.
“Fair enough,” Brick sighed. “The short version, once the field emitter showed evidence of parallel space layers, we managed to sort out something a little like a sideways drive.”
Patchwork let out a sharp bark of laughter. “Yeah, though if a sideways drive was like a nuclear reactor, this little add-on was like a small campfire.”
The ogre nodded. “Much smaller, much less energy intensive. Especially when we managed to utilize a core of strange matter from the Photic.”
“Wait, what?” Emily asked rather flatly.
Patchwork waved her hand dismissively. “Another story entirely. Short version, we figured out how to collect some of that material the ships have to slip through during Photic travel. It’s a temperamental energy source, but reliable once you play by the rules. Biggest rule being, don’t get any significant amount of the stuff together in one spot, inside normal space.”
“What happens if you do that?” asked Emily.
“Something like radioactive material reaching critical mass,” Brick responded. “Only instead of an explosion, the stuff forcibly moves back into the Photic. Trouble is, it rips space apart on the way through, and it takes a little while for space to repair itself afterward.” He quickly shook his head. “The microquantities we use in the personal field emitter and micro sideways drive aren’t anything to worry about, though.”
“Right,” Emily murmured, feeling less than convinced. “So you rigged up a system allowing you to slip between the five layers. What happened next?”
Patchwork looked a little hesitant as she responded. “Before we could publish our findings, a number of strange things started happening around the facility. Files would go missing, reliable equipment suddenly broke. People started having nightmares.”
Brick nodded rather grimly. “One of our researchers, a wight like Lily, declared that we had angered the outer gods with our meddling. They left the facility and severed all ties. It wasn’t much later that things started getting truly bad.”
“The nightmares worsened. Then, one of our technicians just vanished entirely. Going through their personal effects, we found out they were planning on leaking our research to a company in the hopes of gaining a cut of the profits. After that, most of the remaining team left. Eventually, it was just down to the two of us.”
“That’s when we started finding the messages,” Brick continued with some hesitation.
“What sorts of messages?” Emily asked, uncertain as to whether she actually wanted an answer.
“Raised lettering on the walls,” Patchwork answered. “Scans showed the wall material had been distorted on a fundamental molecular level. It had been, twisted just enough to raise the letters noticeably out from the otherwise flat surface.”
Emily spoke in a voice grown rather quiet. “What did these letters say?”
“We didn’t know at first,” said Brick. “Then, we remembered the wight that had left us. A bit of searching through various databases revealed an antiquated form of script native to the wights. After using some translation software, we found just a handful of basic phrases repeated several times.”
Patchwork nodded grimly. “The first one we deciphered said something roughly like, ‘you may keep the knowledge you have earned.’ That was probably the least worrying one.”
“What about the rest?”
The gnome shuddered again. “Things along the lines of ‘do not share what you have learned,’ which might also be interpreted as don’t publish this research. There was also, ‘keep out of the dark layers.’ That wasn’t at all comforting.” She looked over at Brick. “Wasn’t much later this big lug decided to try and write a few messages in answer. It was easy enough to rig up a rather large wight-compatible screen on one of the walls.”
“The sort that can temporarily raise bits of the surface?” Emily asked.
“Exactly,” Brick replied. “I entered a message, and got an answer just a few seconds later on the same device. In a room that appeared to be entirely empty, apart from Patchwork and myself.”
“Must’ve been a tense conversation,” Emily noted.
“To put it mildly.” He glanced down, taking a small scrap of folded paper out of one of his pockets. “Thought you might ask about this, so I brought my little transcript of that conversation.”
“No electronic copies?” she asked, carefully taking the yellowed paper in hand.
“We didn’t dare,” Patchwork said quietly.
Emily unfolded the paper and saw quite a few lines written in standard Mid script. The handwriting was quite small and relatively neat. Patchwork’s penmanship, if she had to guess. There were two variations of script, presumably indicating the two sides of the conversation. She slowly began to read in silence.

“Are you willing to converse?”
“We are.”
“Can you clarify your statements?”
“We can.”
“Would you please do so?”
“Indicate which statements.”
“To begin with, you said we can keep the knowledge we have earned.”
“You found the knowledge of the hidden places. The two of you may continue to use the devices you have created to explore them, within limits.”
“What are the limits?”
“Stay out of the dark places.”
“Meaning do not explore the layers between central and Aphotic?”
“Correct.”
“Why?”
“They are ours. We do not appreciate your bringing Photic matter into them.”
“Understood. Please clarify, we are not to share our research.”
“You were preparing to disseminate this information to the community of many worlds. We will not permit this.”
“May we share with trusted individuals?”
“We do not object to this, so long as they abide by these restrictions.”
“Restrictions being do not publish, and stay out of the dark layers?”
“Correct.”
“We are willing to comply, but there is a concern.”
“What is this concern?”
“Others will inquire as to our research.”
“Not acceptable. Abandon the facility.”
“Others may still seek us out for inquiry.”
“Abandon your known identities.”
“Others will likely visit after we are gone.”
“This is not acceptable.”
“What if the facility was destroyed, and others believed we were also destroyed?”
“This is acceptable. What is your proposed method of destruction?”
“A critical mass detonation of accumulated Photic matter. This should leave no traces.”
“Your proposal is being considered. Standby.”
“Proposal is approved. Commence after seven local day cycles.”
“Is there any possibility of reimbursement for losses?”
“Retention of your research. Permission to continue covertly. Permission to share with trusted associates. Continuity of your existence.”
“What of our missing researcher?”
“Their continuity is broken. Return is impossible.”
“May we disclose your existence to trusted associates?”
“Yes, but no further. Wights will understand most readily.”
“Are you willing to aid us in maintaining our false identities?”
“Explain in greater detail.”
“Would any of you be willing or able to render aid, such that we are more easily able to remain unknown, and keep our research hidden?”
“We are willing to provide limited aid, on a case by case basis. Understand, our intervention is not usually considered to be desirable.”
“Understood.”
“We have an agreement.”

Emily folded the paper up, and handed it back to Brick. “I assume there were no further messages after that?”
“There have been limited communications since then, but always rather isolated.”
“Thankfully benign,” Patchwork added. “Within seven days, we’d managed to harvest a fair bit of Photic matter and sort it into carefully confined packets. We rigged up a device to combine these packets. Then we set a timer, and got away as quick as we could.
“Felt the shock wave even out in the Photic,” Brick noted. “The disaster was in the news for a little while, and there were all sorts of odd rumors from the researchers that had left the facility. These quieted down a lot though, after a relatively short span of time.”
“Guessing they got a few messages?” Emily ventured.
“That, and some vanished,” Patchwork sighed. “Not sure if they chose to disappear from public life, or if they were taken. Honestly, we try not to think about it too much.”
“Anyway,” said Brick, “it wasn’t long after that we stumbled across Ink and Scrimshaw. Actually met them while we were trying to find some folks to forge new identities for us. Ended up going into business together. Got a new ship, hired on Ledger.”
Patchwork smirked. “Went through a few navigators before settling on Red.”
“Does she know about this?”
The gnome nodded. “Sworn to secrecy like the rest of us. Think maybe she’s stayed this long because of her people’s legends. They fear their so-called gods, but they also venerate them.”
Emily smirked a little. “And Lily’s just stubborn enough to stay around, rather than bow out.”
“More or less the shape of it,” Brick responded. “Anyway, that’s all we’ve really got to share with you on that subject.”
“Oh I don’t know,” Emily offered with a sly little grin. “Neither of you mentioned whether there were any more of those little devices available for use.”
Patchwork matched her grin, shaking her head a couple of times. “Standard issue for crew that are in the loop. Need to be custom tailored though, so it’ll take a bit of time to get you properly outfitted.”
“I’ll look forward to it.”

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2023.02.02 20:41 _Triple_ [STORE] 900+ KNIVES/GLOVES/SKINS, 100.000$+ INVENTORY. AWP Hydra, BFK Tiger, BFK Doppler, Gloves Vice, BFK Bl Lam, Talon Fade, Kara Gamma, Kara Tiger, M9 Lore, Kara, BFK Lore, Kara Doppler, BFK Damas, BFK Bl Steel, M9 Autotronic, Skeleton, M9 Doppler, Nomad Crimson, BFK Night, BFK Rust & A Lot More

Everything in my inventory is up for trade. The most valuable items are listed here, the rest you can find in My Inventory

Feel free to Add Me or even better send a Trade Offer. Open for any suggestions: upgrades, downgrades / knives, gloves, skins / stickers, patterns, floats.

All Buyouts are listed in cash value, about 50% more in steam value.

KNIVES

Butterfly Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $1313

★ Butterfly Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $1300

★ Butterfly Knife Black Laminate MW, B/O: $1096

★ Butterfly Knife Lore BS, B/O: $863

★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel FT, B/O: $764

★ Butterfly Knife Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $749

★ Butterfly Knife Blue Steel WW, B/O: $741

★ Butterfly Knife Stained FT, B/O: $582

★ Butterfly Knife Night FT, B/O: $618

★ Butterfly Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $492

★ Butterfly Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $478

★ Butterfly Knife Scorched BS, B/O: $466

StatTrak™ Butterfly Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $597

★ StatTrak™ Butterfly Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $502


Karambit Gamma Doppler (Phase 4) MW, B/O: $1046

★ Karambit Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $917

★ Karambit, B/O: $880

★ Karambit Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $825

★ Karambit Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $586

★ Karambit Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $586

★ Karambit Bright Water FT, B/O: $492

★ Karambit Bright Water FT, B/O: $492

★ Karambit Ultraviolet FT 0.15, B/O: $512

★ Karambit Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $360

★ Karambit Safari Mesh FT, B/O: $339

StatTrak™ Karambit Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $803


M9 Bayonet Autotronic FT, B/O: $738

★ M9 Bayonet Crimson Web FT, B/O: $509

★ M9 Bayonet Bright Water FT, B/O: $417

★ M9 Bayonet Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $362

★ M9 Bayonet Stained FT, B/O: $339

★ M9 Bayonet Rust Coat BS, B/O: $336

★ M9 Bayonet Urban Masked FT, B/O: $283

★ M9 Bayonet Urban Masked FT, B/O: $283

★ M9 Bayonet Scorched FT, B/O: $282

StatTrak™ M9 Bayonet Lore FT, B/O: $888

★ StatTrak™ M9 Bayonet Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $662


Bayonet Marble Fade FN 1st F&I, B/O: $3356

★ Bayonet Slaughter FN, B/O: $487

★ Bayonet Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $471

★ Bayonet Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $432

★ Bayonet Crimson Web FT, B/O: $260

★ Bayonet Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $255

★ Bayonet Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $255

★ Bayonet Ultraviolet MW, B/O: $252

★ Bayonet Damascus Steel WW, B/O: $237

★ Bayonet Blue Steel BS, B/O: $220

★ Bayonet Safari Mesh MW, B/O: $183

★ Bayonet Boreal Forest FT, B/O: $166

StatTrak™ Bayonet Doppler (Phase 4) FN, B/O: $483

★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Black Laminate FN, B/O: $447

★ StatTrak™ Bayonet Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $435


Talon Knife Slaughter MW, B/O: $524

★ Talon Knife Slaughter FT #1 Float, B/O: $799

★ Talon Knife, B/O: $412

★ Talon Knife Blue Steel MW, B/O: $330

★ Talon Knife Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $304

★ Talon Knife Stained FT, B/O: $278

★ Talon Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $261

★ Talon Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $261

★ Talon Knife Urban Masked BS, B/O: $208

StatTrak™ Talon Knife Fade FN, B/O: $1081


Flip Knife Fade FN, B/O: $489

★ Flip Knife Crimson Web MW, B/O: $441

★ Flip Knife Autotronic MW, B/O: $257

★ Flip Knife Freehand FN, B/O: $183

★ Flip Knife Freehand MW, B/O: $174

★ Flip Knife Ultraviolet FT, B/O: $138

★ Flip Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $103

StatTrak™ Flip Knife Gamma Doppler (Phase 2) FN, B/O: $498


Stiletto Knife Marble Fade FN, B/O: $423

★ Stiletto Knife Tiger Tooth MW, B/O: $352

★ Stiletto Knife, B/O: $296

★ Stiletto Knife Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $203

★ Stiletto Knife Blue Steel BS, B/O: $169

★ Stiletto Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $141

★ Stiletto Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $139

★ Stiletto Knife Forest DDPAT MW, B/O: $137

StatTrak™ Stiletto Knife Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $390


Skeleton Knife, B/O: $709

★ Skeleton Knife Stained WW, B/O: $307

★ Skeleton Knife Forest DDPAT BS, B/O: $209

★ Skeleton Knife Scorched BS, B/O: $203


Nomad Knife Crimson Web MW, B/O: $654

★ Nomad Knife Case Hardened WW, B/O: $217

★ Nomad Knife Urban Masked FT, B/O: $132


Ursus Knife Fade FN, B/O: $452

★ Ursus Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $263

★ Ursus Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $263

★ Ursus Knife Blue Steel FT, B/O: $117


Huntsman Knife Slaughter FT, B/O: $183

★ Huntsman Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $183

★ Huntsman Knife Crimson Web BS, B/O: $127

★ Huntsman Knife Boreal Forest FT, B/O: $81

★ Huntsman Knife Boreal Forest FT, B/O: $81

★ Huntsman Knife Safari Mesh FT, B/O: $78

★ Huntsman Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $77

★ Huntsman Knife Rust Coat BS, B/O: $77


Survival Knife, B/O: $174

★ Survival Knife Case Hardened BS, B/O: $108

★ Survival Knife Urban Masked WW, B/O: $80


Paracord Knife Case Hardened FT, B/O: $171

★ Paracord Knife Case Hardened BS, B/O: $128


Bowie Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $169

★ Bowie Knife Lore WW, B/O: $152

★ Bowie Knife Crimson Web FT, B/O: $149

★ Bowie Knife Damascus Steel FN, B/O: $125

★ Bowie Knife Ultraviolet WW, B/O: $87

StatTrak™ Bowie Knife Freehand FT, B/O: $112


Falchion Knife Slaughter FN, B/O: $166


Shadow Daggers Gamma Doppler (Emerald) FN, B/O: $477

★ Shadow Daggers Doppler (Phase 1) FN, B/O: $126

★ Shadow Daggers Slaughter MW, B/O: $101

★ Shadow Daggers Freehand FT, B/O: $74

★ Shadow Daggers Black Laminate FT, B/O: $63

★ Shadow Daggers Safari Mesh FT, B/O: $61

StatTrak™ Shadow Daggers Lore BS, B/O: $113


Gut Knife Doppler (Sapphire) MW #1 Float, B/O: $699

★ Gut Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $107

★ Gut Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $107

★ Gut Knife Doppler (Phase 3) FN, B/O: $101

★ Gut Knife Damascus Steel FT, B/O: $75


Navaja Knife Tiger Tooth FN, B/O: $84

★ Navaja Knife Blue Steel FT, B/O: $60

★ Navaja Knife Forest DDPAT FT, B/O: $55

GLOVES

Sport Gloves Vice WW, B/O: $1154

★ Sport Gloves Amphibious BS #1 Float, B/O: $999

★ Sport Gloves Slingshot BS, B/O: $246

★ Sport Gloves Big Game BS, B/O: $192


Specialist Gloves Crimson Kimono BS, B/O: $533

★ Specialist Gloves Emerald Web WW, B/O: $421

★ Specialist Gloves Lt. Commander FT, B/O: $255

★ Specialist Gloves Mogul FT, B/O: $222

★ Specialist Gloves Crimson Web BS, B/O: $120

★ Specialist Gloves Buckshot FT, B/O: $63


Hand Wraps Slaughter MW, B/O: $494

★ Hand Wraps Cobalt Skulls FT, B/O: $444

★ Hand Wraps Leather MW, B/O: $289

★ Hand Wraps Overprint FT, B/O: $256

★ Hand Wraps Slaughter WW, B/O: $180

★ Hand Wraps Badlands FT, B/O: $112

★ Hand Wraps Badlands FT, B/O: $112

★ Hand Wraps Arboreal WW, B/O: $71

★ Hand Wraps Desert Shamagh FT, B/O: $63


Driver Gloves King Snake FT, B/O: $485

★ Driver Gloves King Snake FT, B/O: $485

★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid FT, B/O: $289

★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid FT, B/O: $289

★ Driver Gloves Imperial Plaid FT, B/O: $289

★ Driver Gloves Overtake MW, B/O: $197

★ Driver Gloves Diamondback WW, B/O: $92

★ Driver Gloves Convoy FT, B/O: $61


Moto Gloves Turtle MW, B/O: $343

★ Moto Gloves Polygon WW, B/O: $162

★ Moto Gloves Eclipse BS, B/O: $75


Broken Fang Gloves Jade MW, B/O: $229

★ Broken Fang Gloves Jade MW, B/O: $229

★ Broken Fang Gloves Unhinged FT, B/O: $64


Hydra Gloves Case Hardened FT, B/O: $70

★ Hydra Gloves Emerald FT, B/O: $55

WEAPONS

AWP Desert Hydra (Souvenir) FT, B/O: $1406

AWP Oni Taiji FT, B/O: $251

AWP Asiimov FT, B/O: $107

AWP Asiimov WW, B/O: $76

AWP Hyper Beast FN, B/O: $74

AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $59

AWP Asiimov BS, B/O: $59

StatTrak™ AWP Redline FT, B/O: $55


AK-47 Fire Serpent BS, B/O: $421

AK-47 Case Hardened MW, B/O: $176

AK-47 Case Hardened MW, B/O: $176

AK-47 Case Hardened FT, B/O: $140

AK-47 Case Hardened BS, B/O: $100

AK-47 Bloodsport FN, B/O: $78

AK-47 Redline MW, B/O: $63

AK-47 Fuel Injector BS, B/O: $60

AK-47 Ice Coaled FN, B/O: $52

AK-47 Neon Rider MW, B/O: $50

StatTrak™ AK-47 Vulcan FT, B/O: $259

StatTrak™ AK-47 The Empress FN, B/O: $214


M4A1-S Welcome to the Jungle BS, B/O: $539

M4A1-S Icarus Fell FN, B/O: $385

M4A1-S Printstream FN, B/O: $344

M4A1-S Blue Phosphor FN, B/O: $259

M4A1-S Printstream FT, B/O: $131

M4A1-S Printstream BS, B/O: $79

M4A1-S Printstream BS, B/O: $79


StatTrak™ M4A4 The Emperor MW, B/O: $112


Desert Eagle Emerald Jörmungandr MW, B/O: $173

Desert Eagle Printstream MW, B/O: $61


Glock-18 Gamma Doppler (Emerald) MW, B/O: $105

Glock-18 Twilight Galaxy FN, B/O: $57


USP-S Target Acquired FT, B/O: $89


MP9 Bulldozer FN, B/O: $348


P2000 Ocean Foam FN, B/O: $127

P2000 Ocean Foam FN, B/O: $127

STICKERS

Sticker Natus Vincere (Holo) DreamHack 2014, B/O: $111

Sticker dAT team (Holo) Cologne 2014, B/O: $87

Sticker dAT team (Holo) Cologne 2014, B/O: $87

Sticker London Conspiracy (Holo) Cologne 2014, B/O: $70

Sticker London Conspiracy (Holo) Cologne 2014, B/O: $70

Sticker Luminosity Gaming (Holo) MLG Columbus 2016, B/O: $57


Capsule Krakow 2017 Challengers Autograph, B/O: $68

Capsule Krakow 2017 Challengers Autograph, B/O: $68

Capsule Krakow 2017 Challengers Autograph, B/O: $68

Trade Offer Link - Steam Profile Link - My Inventory

Knives - Bowie Knife, Butterfly Knife, Falchion Knife, Flip Knife, Gut Knife, Huntsman Knife, M9 Bayonet, Bayonet, Karambit, Shadow Daggers, Stiletto Knife, Ursus Knife, Navaja Knife, Talon Knife, Classic Knife, Paracord Knife, Survival Knife, Nomad Knife, Skeleton Knife, Patterns - Gamma Doppler, Doppler (Phase 1, Phase 2, Phase 3, Phase 4, Black Pearl, Sapphire, Ruby, Emerald), Crimson Web, Lore, Fade, Ultraviolet, Night, Marble Fade (Fire & Ice, Fake FI), Case Hardened (Blue Gem), Autotronic, Slaughter, Black Laminate, Tiger Tooth, Boreal Forest, Scorched, Blue Steel, Vanilla, Damascus Steel, Forest DDPAT, Urban Masked, Freehand, Stained, Bright Water, Safari Mesh, Rust Coat, Gloves - Bloodhound Gloves (Charred, Snakebite, Guerrilla, Bronzed), Driver Gloves (Snow Leopard, King Snake, Crimson Weave, Imperial Plaid, Black Tie, Lunar Weave, Diamondback, Rezan the Red, Overtake, Queen Jaguar, Convoy, Racing Green), Hand Wraps (Cobalt Skulls, CAUTION!, Overprint, Slaughter, Leather, Giraffe, Badlands, Spruce DDPAT, Arboreal, Constrictor, Desert Shamagh, Duct Tape), Moto Gloves (Spearmint, POW!, Cool Mint, Smoke Out, Finish Line, Polygon, Blood Pressure, Turtle, Boom!, Eclipse, 3rd Commando Company, Transport), Specialist Gloves (Crimson Kimono, Tiger Strike, Emerald Web, Field Agent, Marble Fade, Fade, Foundation, Lt. Commander, Crimson Web, Mogul, Forest DDPAT, Buckshot), Sport Gloves (Pandora's Box, Superconductor, Hedge Maze, Vice, Amphibious, Slingshot, Omega, Arid, Big Game, Nocts, Scarlet Shamagh, Bronze Morph), Hydra Gloves (Case Hardened, Emerald, Rattler, Mangrove), Broken Fang Gloves (Jade, Yellow-banded, Unhinged, Needle Point), Pistols - P2000 (Ocean Foam, Fire Element, Amber Fade, Corticera, Chainmail, Imperial Dragon, Obsidian, Scorpion, Handgun, Acid Etched), USP-S (Printstream, Kill Confirmed, Whiteout, Road Rash, Owergrowth, The Traitor, Neo-Noir, Dark Water, Orion, Blueprint, Stainless, Caiman, Serum, Monster Mashup, Royal Blue, Ancient Visions, Cortex, Orange Anolis, Ticket To Hell, Black Lotus, Cyrex, Check Engine, Guardian, Purple DDPAT, Torque, Blood Tiger, Flashback, Business Class, Pathfinder, Para Green), Lead Conduit, Glock-18 (Fade, Candy Apple, Bullet Queen, Synth Leaf, Neo-Noir, Nuclear Garden, Dragon Tatto, Reactor, Pink DDPAT, Twilight Galaxy, Sand Dune, Groundwater, Blue Fissure, Snack Attack, Water Elemental, Brass, Wasteland Rebel, Vogue, Franklin, Royal Legion, Gamma Doppler, Weasel, Steel Disruption, Ironwork, Grinder, High Beam, Moonrise, Oxide Blaze, Bunsen Burner, Clear Polymer, Bunsen Burner, Night), P250 (Nuclear Threat, Modern Hunter, Splash, Whiteout, Vino Primo, Mehndi, Asiimov, Visions, Undertow, Cartel, See Ya Later, Gunsmoke, Splash, Digital Architect, Muertos, Red Rock, Bengal Tiger, Crimson Kimono, Wingshot, Metallic DDPAT, Hive, Dark Filigree, Mint Kimono), Five-Seven (Neon Kimono, Berries And Cherries, Fall Hazard, Crimson Blossom, Hyper Beast, Nitro, Fairy Tale, Case Hardened, Copper Galaxy, Angry Mob, Monkey Business, Fowl Play, Anodized Gunmetal, Hot Shot, Retrobution, Boost Protocol), CZ75-Auto (Chalice, Crimson Web, Emerald Quartz, The Fuschia is Now, Nitro, Xiangliu, Yellow Jacket, Victoria, Poison Dart, Syndicate, Eco, Hexane, Pole, Tigris), Tec-9 (Terrace, Nuclear Threat, Hades, Rust Leaf, Decimator, Blast From, Orange Murano, Toxic, Fuel Injector, Remote Control, Bamboo Forest, Isaac, Avalanche, Brother, Re-Entry, Blue Titanium, Bamboozle), R8 Revolver (Fade, Blaze, Crimson Web, Liama Cannon, Crazy 8, Reboot, Canal Spray, Night, Amber Fade), Desert Eagle (Blaze, Hand Cannon, Fennec Fox, Sunset Storm, Emerald Jörmungandr, Pilot, Hypnotic, Golden Koi, Printstream, Cobalt Disruption, Code Red, Ocean Drive, Midnight Storm, Kumicho Dragon, Crimson Web, Heirloom, Night Heist, Mecha Industries, Night, Conspiracy, Trigger Discipline, Naga, Directive, Light Rail), Dual Berettas (Flora Carnivora, Duelist, Cobra Strike, Black Limba, Emerald, Hemoglobin, Twin Turbo, Marina, Melondrama, Pyre, Retribution, Briar, Dezastre, Royal Consorts, Urban Shock, Dualing Dragons, Panther, Balance), Rifles - 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2023.02.02 20:33 audreythefoodie Searching for a reddit about writing alternate versions of stories.

I want to find a sub about writing parodies/alternate versions of popular stories. And by that I mean for example, writing a version of little red riding hood where you are in the perspective of the wolf, or making a fantasy story take place in a Sci fi city, and so on and so forth.
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2023.02.02 20:00 iForgotMyOldAcc [@andrewbensonf1] Red Bull's prospective engine deal with Ford has leaked in the Italian media. The two will join forces as partners for the 2026 engine regulations, it is understood. Red Bull's 2023 season launch is in New York on Friday. No comment from Red Bull

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2023.02.02 19:58 arichili Infected blister, help to heal faster?

Hi, I’m hoping someone can help me heal an infected blister on my heel more quickly. I got it backcountry skiing on Sunday, 1/22. It had almost completely deroofed in my boot, but I didn’t think much of it other than it burning in the shower that night. On Monday night, the small pockets on the sides started leaking milky white fluid and I had intense throbbing pain at the blister. I washed it with soap and put Neosporin and a band aid on it. It was pretty red and angry on the surrounding skin. The next morning after I showered, the rest of the fluid came out (milky and some clear) and the pain was lessened. I washed it a few times and applied Neosporin on Tuesday. On Wednesday, I contacted Telehealth and they gave me a prescription for Mupirocin ointment but said I probably didn’t need oral antibiotics since I had started the Neosporin early.
I started applying the Mupirocin twice per day as directed by the doctor (he said 2-3x was fine), washing with Dial antibacterial soap and covering it with gauze and tape after each application. As far as the swelling, I could almost put my entire weight on my foot by the following Sunday night without pain, but starting this Monday started noticing more discomfort in the foot again and some slight leakage from the scab (clear and sometimes an odorless yellowish clear). I upped the Mupirocin to three times per day Monday-Wednesday this week, but stopped today per the doctor’s instructions.
I still have a lot of discomfort in my foot, but no fever and the redness around the wound doesn’t appear to be spreading. I read on other posts on this sub I should be washing with saline wash instead so I bought some of that last night, but does anyone have any tips to help it heal faster?
Pics here, labeled by date: https://www.dropbox.com/sh/qraxgmowl5h3vnq/AADGZKaaJx3ACqI5zOzN_zrQa?dl=0. I unfortunately didn’t get any photos of the milky stage but these are recent. Thank you in advance!
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2023.02.02 19:23 WaveOfWire One Hell Of A Vacation - Chapter 33

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The arrow sunk deep into the tree it was fired at and was only a little off target. He had to say, getting Harrow to make a few more of the bows might have taken a while, but it was worth it.
Harrow was the best marksman of the group. Tel wasn’t far behind but apparently complained about the draw weight, which was something they weren’t really worried about with their first ranged weapon. Jax was actually quite proficient with the item, his attempts tending to be the most rapid in sequence, but his shots were somewhat inaccurate at times with only a single eye to aim with. Sahari could operate it in a pinch but made it clear she wasn’t comfortable using one, something about her shoulder after the wolf attack. Finally, Pan couldn’t draw the bow enough to use it as more than exercise, a revelation that discouraged the Lilhun immensely until Joseph pulled her into a hug and scratched the fur behind her ears for a while. After that, she purred contently and promised to practise with it.
Joseph himself was a fairly mediocre shot, the design of the bow was adjusted from his initial descriptions to accommodate Lilhun physiology and felt awkward in his hands. He didn’t mind though, he was already trying to puzzle out what could be done to make a functional crossbow but kept running into issues with ironwood snapping under the extreme pressure while keeping the size of the weapon reasonable. He supposed he could invest the time in a ballista eventually, but it was far from something he wanted to spend the time on.
“Nice!” Joseph patted Harrow on the shoulder after her fourth arrow joined the fairly small branch she was using as a target. “I need to make a sharpshooter medal or something for you.”
Harrow flashed him a grin while running a claw over the profile of the weapon. “I want to make some improvements to it though. That ‘compound’ bow you mentioned sounds like it would be better for hunting.”
He nodded, grabbing his own bow and trying to fix his grip so it didn’t feel so off. “Yeah, it’s great for that since the max weight is felt part way through the draw. It lets off most of the weight after, so it’s easier to hold it and aim for more than a few seconds. Great for lining up shots. The recurve, however, is the best we’re going to be able to make until we get some fine metalworking underway.” He scratched his chin. “Well, we could try with ironwood but i don’t think the release will play well with the pressure we could get away with.”
“The impulse?”
“Impulse.” Joseph confirmed. “It’ll snap. Ironwood is great and all, but... actually, if we slotted a few types of tempering into each other and sealed it with that moss stuff, it might absorb enough to survive.”
Harrow’s ears perked up. “What if we use palm as a buffer?”
The Grand Hunter grabbed her in a loose headlock with her yelping at his enthusiasm. “I love you, you beautiful bitch! That’s a great idea, we’ll start on that next. How’s the ink doing?”
Harrow wrestled her way out of the hold with a pout, her tail giving away her excitement. “Yeah, yeah. You only like me for my brain.” She stuck her tongue out at him, a childish action he was guilty of introducing to her in response to one of Jax’s jokes. Harrow fixed her fur as she reported the progress. “The ink is doing well. I think we should try mixing in a bit of the moss stuff so that it doesn’t wash away so easily in the rain, though. Would make cartography easier.”
“You got the map done?” He asked, placing the bow on a table they had Mama make for them. It was more of a workbench with all the cubicles and pockets they had to store things in, but it was a flat surface he could reach, so there the bow went.
“The immediate surroundings, yes. I want to make a finer map and move it to the production building. Put it on the wall or something for people to reference.”
Joseph placed a fist to his lips. “True. Maybe turn it into a hunter’s lodge for animal processing and the like. Let them place warnings for wherever they find predator activity and the like. It’s nice in the hub, but i agree it’s a bit big right now. We’d want something of a meeting hall anyway, so it would be best to start clearing all the extras out.”
Harrow cocked her head. “Expecting guests?”
“Eh.” He waved a hand dismissively. “Hopefully Atrox starts making semi-regular runs, so it’d be nice to have somewhere set up where we could actually receive people. Even if not, it wouldn’t hurt to fix up the place. Its been a bit of a mess since we had Mama cut up all those trees.” Harrow nodded thoughtfully.
“That sounds fair. Anyway, I’m done here for today. I’m going to go hang out with Jax before me and Tel check the snares.”
“Any luck?”
She shrugged. “It’s been pretty hit-or-miss but we do get some on occasion.”
“Gotcha, you go chill out. I’ll drop down and see how Mama is doing with the newest work stations. Maybe convince her to give me a haircut.” He dismissed her, watching as she gathered the few finished products before she walked into the dorm’s outside door.
Mama was in the workroom cutting some logs to size for the future stations. They had settled on a fairly universal design like the one outside, deciding that it would be better if they could set them up for whatever task needed them rather than specializing and having one sit around for a while. She seemed to be teaching Violet the trade, the Atmo child taking the time to cut out the smaller pieces that her blades were more suited for.
“Hey Mama. Hey Violet. How’s the tables going?” He called from the doorway, noting that Pan wasn’t in there to work on whatever garment she felt needed at the time. He had given her free reign to make whatever she wanted since he wasn’t really one to know much about clothing. She had commandeered all but one of the sheets he had brought from the pod to make loose cloaks for the rescue mission and it looked like her latest project was salvaging them into something new.
Mama laid down her work and gave him a rumbling hug that he returned. He really should put some more time aside for them. He had been pretty much flat out since the pack joined. Violet, not to be one to miss out on skin-ship, dropped her work with less care and almost knocked him off his feet when she joined the embrace. “Vi, watch the blades! I don’t want to end up as Harrow’s experiment. There are way too many medicines that neither of us can identify and she’s itching to try them out on me.”
Violet backed off, making doubly sure her blades were folded before renewing her assault and actually taking him down this time, the den-daughter chittering away as he lay under her while Mama chuffed her own amusement while looking down at him.
“I thought you’d be heavier.” He commented. “While I’m here, do either of you want to help me with a haircut? It’s getting to the point where a ponytail would be reasonably possible and the beard needs to be trimmed if not just gone.”
Violet snuggled into him while he spoke, relenting once he patted her base for mercy. She wasn’t as heavy as her size would suggest but she weighed enough to make breathing uncomfortable. Mama tilted her head as he described what he would like them to do, briefly seeming alarmed that he would cut anything off until he explained that it was a regular thing humans did to keep it out of the way. She seemed to consider doing it until agreeing with a resigned nod under the condition that he would let her know if she hurt him. It may have taken a few attempts at finding a solution she would accept, but he figured it was better to ask the craftsman to use her tools than Violet. At least until she got the fine precision down.
The process was a bit of a toss-up until she got comfortable with the idea, the ineffectual prodding serving to mostly just muss up his hair. Once she got used to it though, she started cutting it down to a fairly rough cut that she wouldn’t be satisfied with until it was fairly uniform. It looked like a bowl cut. His laughter at the style prompted her to attempt again, this time managing a fairly respectable result. It wasn’t top of the line or anything, but it was on par with anything he would expect from a random barber.
The beard was a bit of a different story as Violet insisted on being the one to do it. She stopped once it was trimmed somewhat close after a few accidental nicks on his throat threw a stick in the spokes before she got it low enough to really shave it off. He did manage to convince Mama to hold her blade out for him to dry shave around his throat though, so overall the experience left him feeling much more civil than before. Clean up was a bit of a pain though since they had yet to make cleaning supplies beyond swapping out damp towels to mop the floor. Maybe they could use some heated palm? That might work for a broom. They could use some wrapped in old cloth for a proper mop as well.
It was a little surprising that they were getting along well enough for him to think about making new janitorial supplies, but it was a needed change since he landed. A few days to simply spend time with his family and worry about things less severe than starvation or survival was certainly welcome in his books.
Once he was all touched up and Violet was properly reassured that he wasn’t mad at the small cuts, mentioning that he had done it to himself a number of times helped, she was willing to show off her work and accept suggestions as well as any measurement corrections that he noticed. Mama used her own measurement system, often being that she would line the item up with her blade and cut to some memorized size, but it worked well enough that he had started adapting some of the sensibilities involved. Humans used to measure some things using their body as reference, so this wasn’t much of a departure from the realm of the reasonable. Hell, he still measured things with assorted body parts. Usually his leg or palm for times when the exact measurements were more of a suggestion.
Once the show-and-tell portion of their work was done, he made a point to bring in some jerky for them and spent a few hours simply enjoying their company. Mama had pretty much pulled him into her when he went to sit on the floor, his back rested against her torso. The familiar warmth and gentle purring they defaulted to was rather soothing, especially once Violet received the message that they were doing a cuddle pile, regardless of what Joseph thought the rest of the day was going to consist of, and laid across his legs. He wasn’t about to complain, the soft give of her shell actually relieved some of the pressure on his muscles that had built up and the purring was doing wonders as well.
He stirred after a while, the warmth that covered him had decided that it was time to do other things and had left his legs comparatively cold, Violet choosing to leave for something or other. He was about to ask when he remembered that today was supposed to be the first mixed class of his CQC training and Violet was either excited to watch or hoping to get a few rounds of sparring with the new combatants. With a minor protest from Mama, apparently having dozed off while they were occupying the floor, he set about collecting the hair off the ground and depositing it in the fire outside to burn off. It smelled terrible and the cold quickly started to sting the newly naked flesh on his throat but not having to brush hair out of his face every so often was a reasonable compromise.
He didn’t see Tel in the kitchen nor lounging in the hub near any windows, so he figured that her and Harrow were still out checking the snares. It seemed like it had been a while since they left and decided that he would gather the rest and have them warm up before the duo returned. Sahari was the only one in the central section of the base, having taken a seat to test the first batch of ink.
“It’s working pretty well, all things considered.” She commented, likely hearing him approach from behind. “I think using those quills would be preferable to manufacturing a dedicated writing implement right now, though.”
Joseph placed a hand on her shoulder and leaned in to observe the results. The ink didn’t bleed outside of the strokes by much, they could reduce it further to thicken it up later, and it stained a deep purple colour on the silver plank of wood they had set aside for the testing. “We can do that. I’ll get Mama or Violet to cut them to shape some time, right now we’re just getting the ink down pat.”
She nodded, turning an eye to look at him. Her face shifted from contemplative to mildly alarmed. “What happened to your fur?”
He furrowed his brow until it clicked. “Nothing happened,” He started chuckling while he responded. “I got Mama and Violet to help me trim it. How’s it look?” He framed his face several ways with dramatic flair until Sahari couldn’t hold her laughter.
“You look different.”
He pouted as hard as he could with faux offence. “You’re supposed to call me beautiful. I worked hard for this perfection you see in front of you.” She burst until she struggled to breathe, holding up a claw while he waited for her to speak with a smirk on his face.
“Pardon me, Grand Hunter. You look divine.” The sarcasm oozed from her like thick honey. The slightly french accent adding even more emphasis to the disagreement in her voice. Normally the accents fade away after a few days but Sahari’s had stuck for some reason. Not that he minded, it suited her rather well and was far from unpleasant to listen to.
“Ow, my feelings.” He chuckled to himself, absentmindedly reaching to flick a stay hair that no longer existed. “I thought it looked fine. Better than anything i could do.”
“It’s fine.” She nodded, giving it a quick once over. She frowned for a moment before licking a pad and using it to flatten a patch that had decided to defy gravity during his posing. Confirming that the fix had stuck, she gave a second nod, this one far more confident. “There.”
He patted down the area with a half cocked smile, mildly caught off guard with the help. “Thanks. We’re doing cross training tonight. You can start getting ready in a minute while i gather the rest up. Tel and Harrow should be back soon but we’ll start without them for now.”
Sahari gave him a curt confirmation and started putting away the ink and tablet while he entered the dorm wing. Jax and Pan are probably sleeping or working on things in their rooms and Nalah had spent the last day or so using a bit of the ink to draft out rough guidelines for future expansion of the base. Nalah was quick to find, her door ajar and her humming clearly audible as she mused out potential avenues they could work on. He had tried following along with her thought process before but lacked much of the required background to really do more than approve of her initiative.
Her ear twitched in his direction as he pushed the door open, the Lilhun turning in her chair to reveal that she was indeed drafting the next proposal for expansions. She did a double-take when she notice his hair, making a point to gesture towards the anomaly. “What hap-”
“Haircut.” He stopped her with a raised palm. “It’s normal. Mama helped. I’m not getting any prettier but it beats having hair in the way.”
Nalah lowered the claw pointing at his face. “I see.”
“Joint training tonight. Take your time getting ready. Sahari is gone ahead first to warm up.” He thumbed towards the facilities wing and left the room to the sounds of a rushing Nalah while chuckling to himself.
With those two down, he moved down the few doors to retrieve Jax. He had taken to napping throughout the day to accommodate his patrols and fire watch shifts, so it wasn’t too surprising to see that he had his door closed to drown out some of the noise from the rest of the building and its occupants. He gave the door a quick knock and leaned into the knob, resting one arm on the door frame as it swung open. “Hey Jax, wake up. Joint train... ing.” His voice faltered as his eyes widened.
Joseph, apparently, had the worst timing for trying to rally everyone. He also learned far more about both Lilhun biology as well as the particulars of two of his pack than he ever expected to when he was simply trying to wake his friend up.
Jax laid on the bed, two paws resting on Harrow’s hips as she was positioning herself. Her back was facing the door as she was bent over, giving Joseph a far more in-depth familiarity with her and Jax’s anatomy than he was expecting. Loose leathers lay strewn about the room from an obviously hasty disrobing. Harrow snapped her head to see who was entering the room, surprised that someone had intruded before turning to point to his head with a questioning look. More information that he didn’t want to know was given to him until he managed to blink and shut the door before she could speak. “Joint training tonight. Take your time.”
He made sure the latch engaged and rested his back on the wall as he struggled to process what he walked in on, his stare with furrowed brows burning holes in the floor.
“What’s with his fur?”
“I didn’t see.”
“It’s shorter.”
“Human thing?”
“I guess. Should we get ready?”
“He said to take our time.”
“Mmm, that sounds like a good idea. Where were we?”
Joseph took an exaggerated step towards his room while he fought back the burning redness on his cheeks, wishing for all that he was worth that this wasn’t going to be something he was going to get shit for and that he could get his hands on bleach to burn that from his retinas.
He paused outside of his room, muttering under his breath. “It’s a lot closer than i expected...”
He sighed.
Yeah, he was going to get shit for that.
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The strike to the head left her dizzy for a moment, the punch slipping over her guard and landing cleanly on her temple.
“Nalah, Hands up! Sahari, keep it light! No need to knock someone out in a spar.” Joseph called from the bench. The rest of the pack were dispersed around the edges of the room and cheering for whoever was in the lead at the time, switching as the momentum shifted.
Nalah shook her head and bright her arms back to their positions, her feet gaining back the placement that used to burn at her calves but now felt more comfortable than standing normally. She felt the bleed over of guilt from Sahari but shot her a grin to reassure her that she was fine. Sahari returned the smirk and reached out with a fist to signify a continuance of their spar.
The moment the wraps touched, both fighters pulled their fists back. Nalah braced her weight forward to allow her core to absorb the high kick to her arms and threw a low cross with the intent to strike her extended core muscles. Sahari pulled backwards, her tail pushing on the ground to support her weight as she narrowly avoided the contact and reset her footing before feigning a straight and using the flinch of Nalah’s block to get to her side. Blind to the approach, Nalah felt the impact as Sahari’s follow-up kick landed into her side and causing her to buckle slightly. It wasn’t a full-power kick, but it had caught her during her exhale and drove more air out than she had intended. She spun with the hit and threw a few jabs to cover herself while she caught her breath with two hitting past the guard. Seeing an opportunity, she rolled herself low towards where Sahari had been showing a preference to dodge and threw her weight into a heavy body hook, having to call it as it would have likely broke a few ribs.
“Alright! Set to Nalah! Good job, dude! That was a great read.” Joseph clapped a hand on her shoulder as she relaxed and let her heart rate catch up to the lull in activity. “Need to keep your guard flexible though. Her job is to mix you up, get you used to something harmful so she can line up something devastating. If she didn’t stop at that cross-counter, it would have been one hell of a head kick.” He pointed a finger at her with a concerned frown.
“Yes, Grand Hunter.” She gave him a smirk, her mouth too dry to give him more sarcasm. He patted her shoulder.
“Get a drink, you look like death. Have some fun watching someone else get their shit rocked.” Joseph grinned and gave her a light push towards the benches where she allowed herself to slump against the wall with heavy pants. Pan offered her some water.
“You did well.” She complemented quietly. Nalah accepted the water and nodded in thanks before dousing her throat.
“Yeah, not bad.” She polished off the rest of the water, using the empty cup to gesture to Joseph. “How would i do against him?”
She glanced to where the cup was pointing before pondering her answer. “In a spar or a fight?” She finally asked.
“Both.” Nalah replied instantly, more than a little curious at the response.
“I think you might get a few points in a spar. I don’t like your chances in a fight though.” She decided with a nod. Nalah shrugged, that was fair. Joseph might be weaker than some of them, but the way his muscles worked was just different. Sahari, Jax, and herself could lift more than he could, sure, but Joseph was built to punch things. He has said on several accounts that Lilhun legs were better for kicking but were limited in power due to the ankle breaking up the mass distribution and more fragile point of impact. Having goaded him into kicking her, Nalah agreed. Joseph’s kicks were more limited once started but hit much harder. A few tests after the fact had Joseph devising a training routine to even out their kicks and it was starting to show results, assuming Sahari was anything to go by.
“Harrow. Pan. You’re up.” Joseph’s voice boomed out to cut through the chatter. Sahari walked over to take Pan’s place as she joined the centre of the room.
“Good fight.”
“Yeah, my stomach hurts.” Nalah replied while rubbing the new bruise.
Sahari winced.“Sorry, haven’t tested the kicks since Joseph started with us. Well, on him, but he doesn’t seem to care.” Nalah waved her off with a chuckle followed by a wince of her own.
“It was a good kick. I deserved it.”
“So, Pan or Harrow?”
Nalah quirked a brow. “Harrow went under the same training as you.”
Sahari bumped her with her shoulder. Nalah enjoyed the brief contact more than she would care to admit. “Yeah, but i don’t know what he taught Pan.”
“We seen her in action not long ago.” Nalah pointed out, taking the chance to lean on her bond.
Sahari gave her an unimpressed frown. “Yeah but we were all busy. Plus, it was two moves.” Nalah conceded the point with a shrug.
“Harrow. If she fights like you then she’ll have the speed advantage of Pan as well as power since she’s bigger.”
“Pan has more training and spars with Violet.” The argument was valid. No one besides Pan has actually fought with the Atmo, but from what little the rest had observed, Violet was a difficult opponent.
“She has almost no experience fighting other people though. I’d imagine very little carries over.”
Sahari mulled it over for a moment as the two fighters finished wrapping their paws and got ready. Joseph reiterated the rules before raising a hand, ready to start the match. Sahari’s expression matched Joseph’s expectant grin. “Pan.”
“Fight!”
The two started by slowly circling each other. Pan held a lower stance while Harrow used one that was closer to Joseph’s than the in-between that Sahari utilized. Harrow felt out the engagement distance with swift jabs and shifted forward quickly to attempt to bait out a reaction but Pan simply stared at Harrow’s chest. It was an odd place to focus. Nalah preferred to see where her opponent was looking to strike so that she could react or tense the muscles to absorb the hits better, but that was a natural habit ingrained into her and refined by Joseph. She was about to ask Sahari what she thought of the choice when Harrow tossed out a short jab and stepped into a second.
The fist met empty air as Pan simply shifted backwards, the two furs touching without any transfer of force into her slightly tilted jaw. Harrow followed it with a straight that Pan slipped by lowering herself under it, using the opportunity to close the distance and slip behind her. Nalah caught a slight twitch that looked like a bit of muscle memory had been suppressed. Harrow spun in place to chase the slip and received a tap on the muzzle from an open palm.
Sahari’s laugh brought a smile to Nalah’s face, even if that interaction had been quick, it was pretty impressive. Pan hopped in place a few times, a habit Nalah remembered Joseph partaking in during his fight with Jax. Joseph explained that it was something he did to work off excess energy or to refocus himself. Whichever reason Pan was doing it for, she held the same placid expression until they touched wraps for the second round.
Harrow took the initiative the second round as well, this time skipping over the range finding and opting to force Pan to block with a barrage focused on her head. Pan slipped or leaned out of range for most of the attacks, only raising her arms to deal with a crescent kick Harrow fired off once she had gotten to the side of her. The kick looked to strike the muzzle from the front and likely be followed up by something else while Pan’s arms were busy blocking or she was otherwise preoccupied dodging. An inhaled hiss from Sahari suggested she had been hit pretty hard by the upcoming combo more than once.
Pan brought up and arm with her palm facing outwards. Just as Nalah was about to question the ability to absorb a hit like that by catching it, Pan’s paw met the kick.
In a lightning set of actions Pan caught the foot on the swing and redirected it above her. The moment the kick left its original course and was no longer a threat, Pan fired out her back foot and landed a straight kick into Harrow’s grounded ankle, forcing it to buckle under the shift in pressure before putting her own weight on it. Catching the still-kicking foot with the opposite paw, Pan rose to her full height and pushed the leg upwards, sending Harrow on her back to the ground. Before Harrow could finish breathing out the air that was pushed from her lungs, Pan had a toe claw pressed to her throat and the rest of her was held at an awkward angle that Nalah doubted many could recover from fast enough to do much of anything useful.
“Point.” The white Lilhun called softly, releasing Harrow’s leg.
“That was awesome Pan!” Sahari called out with a wink at Nalah. Jax winced as Harrow allowed herself to flop out on the ground and catch her breath.
“Ow.”
Joseph chuckled and offered her a hand that she accepted before turning to Pan. “Careful with take-downs. It doesn’t take much to cause serious damage.
Pan’s fairly upbeat but quiet posture deflated slightly. “Yes.”
Joseph pulled her in for a sideways hug. “It was fucking textbook though. Good job. Go on now. Match point!”
Pan smiled softly as she rejoined the circle, taking a gap in the action to bounce again, this time rolling from foot to foot with her hips instead of taking to the air at all. Harrow took a moment to stretch out and work the leg that got pressed down on with mild discomfort until she felt it was as good as it was going to get. The two touched wraps and repeated the circling of the first round, though Harrow closed the distance much slower now.
Pan claimed the first strike this time; a close leg kick with the front leg that locked Harrow’s motion for a moment as she checked it. Nalah tensed in her seat as she awaited the next move but Pan disengaged from an uppercut that Nalah had failed to notice. Pan retreated a few steps and maintained her distance with careful prods with her foreleg, occasionally closing the distance momentarily to bait out a strike. Harrow refused to toss out anything she couldn’t quickly withdraw after learning her lesson twice.
Harrow eventually closed Pan into the corner of their little ‘ring’ and forced her to retreat past her, using the chance to block a high exit with a jab that Pan barely leaned back to avoid and followed it with a body hook to the stomach that landed deep, causing her to buckle and cough violently with agony written on her face. Joseph rushed to her side, sliding across the ground on his knees and wrapping her in a protective hug even though Harrow had already distanced herself with a concerned expression
“Hey, Hey. You okay? Did it hit... Yeah that looks about there. Hey, deep breaths.” Joseph took a moment to observe the area of impact and started rubbing her back with his own pained expression as Pan fought to regain her breath.
Harrow crouched next to the two and laid a paw on Pan’s shoulder. “You okay? Is she okay? What happened?”
Joseph shook his head. “She’ll be fine in a second. Big hit is all. You good to keep going or do you wanna call it? It was a nasty blow, no ones gonna say anything if you need to sit the rest out.” He cupped Pan’s face in his hand. Pan took a few shaky breaths before shaking her head and getting to her feet. The Grand Hunter looked conflicted but eventually nodded. “Point to Harrow. Next round.”
“Sorry Pan.” Harrow offered sheepishly. Pan gave her a weak smile.
“It’s okay. I shouldn’t have gotten cornered.”
The response didn’t do much to mollify Harrow, but it was enough to convince her to continue.
They touched wraps again and resumed their positioning, Pan slowly gaining confidence in her footing as Harrow took it easy pressuring her. When Pan gave her a soft smile, Harrow picked up the pace and started mixing kicks to the legs. The first few landed pretty cleanly, Pan failing to judge the distance correctly and taking them to the thigh or calf. A kick slid higher than the check Pan prepared and scored a pretty solid landing on her ribs, causing her to buckle into it. Harrow failed to capitalize on the opening as Pan reflexively kept the area covered with a threat of a straight, circling each other again to find a new opening.
Pan bounced in place twice, using the third bounce to gain a bit of distance and feign a kick. Harrow fell to a sprinter’s form with her torso low to the ground and tail high to counterbalance for the launch. Nalah noticed Joseph glance down towards Harrow and the subtle blush that flushed his cheeks and was mirrored to Pan. Harrow lunged with the hesitation presented and launched herself into a deep uppercut to Pan’s unguarded chin.
Out of the corner of her eye, Nalah watched Sahari’s fur prickle and her muscles tense. Joseph’s eyes widened as he registered that Harrow had no intention in the moment to call the heavy strike.
PAN!
The result was instant.
Pan’s pupils dilated, her fur bristled in a millisecond wave from her spine outwards, and her eyes zeroed in on the incoming threat. She slipped her jaw to the side, the skin under the fur pushed with the friction of fur-on-fur. Paw struck the bottom of Harrow’s jaw with the wrist of her paw to offset her followed by a sharp punch to the throat that sent her stumbling a step backwards. In a blindingly fast spin Pan had levelled a full-power high kick to Harrow’s temple with her claws extended. Before anyone in the room could say anything they watched in slow motion as the thick muscles hidden under the fluff unleashed themselves. Nalah closed her eyes in fear of the worst.
The impact was deafening compared to the silent room.
“JOSEPH!”
Nalah flinched her eyes open as Sahari flew from her seat screaming his name. Joseph stood between Harrow and Pan with his arm braced against his neck and the opposite arm bracing the elbow. Pan’s foot lay almost embedded into his forearm as the claws had pierced into his flesh to their full depth.
Pan came down from her adrenaline shot, lowering her leg as her mind caught up with what she had almost done. What she did end up doing. She stared at her foot, now tainted by the crimson red of her bond that left prints in the wood below.
Sahari started barking commands at Jax and Tel as Violet, previously content to watch the action, had rushed to his side with a small whimper. Jax crossed the hall to grab healroot while Tel fetched some hot water to wash the wound. Joseph looked to be in pain but kept asking if Pan was okay.
Nalah knew a traumatic experience when she seen one, taking the moments she would be dazed to pull her into a tight embrace. It took a second for the full gravity of her actions to hit Pan, the tears and wailing accompanying the obvious self-hatred. Nalah held her firm as she tried to escape the situation, knowing that she would either do something stupid or irreversible. Hunt Mother knows Nalah has been through it enough times. She cupped the back of her head and held her tight to her breast and eased her to the ground with soft reassurances. Eventually Pan stopped resisting and gripped her with muffled sobs.
“It’s okay. It was an accident. Everything is fine.”
Joseph wrestled his way out of the concerned bombardment of the pack to crouch down with them. “Pan, are you okay? Are you hurt?”
Nalah shot him a venomous glare. “She’s traumatized by what your fucking bond almost made her do.”
Joseph closed his mouth and averted his gaze while looking far more hurt than when he received the gouging blow to his arm. He nodded and left the room with a quiet address to the rest of the pack. “Sorry guys, I’m calling it for today.”
Nalah glared at him as the crying bundle in her arms got quiet. Sahari watched him leave while gripping her shoulder as tight as she could. As soon as he was gone, she stomped over to Nalah.
“What the void did you say to him?” She gripped Nalah’s face firmly and stared into her eyes.
“I told him what he did. His bond caused this.”
Nalah’s head spun from an impact, the sound of the slap registering after. Sahari’s cold voice pierced through the haze as Pan was removed from her arms. “He was scared, Nalah. Terrified. Sleep in your own room tonight. I’m going to go stop him before he beats himself up too badly.”
Nalah’s vision cleared as the emotions hit. Rage, sorrow, fear. Each lingering in her in varying amounts with none of it her own. “He made her do it.”
Sahari stopped in the door way with an arm around Pan. She spared Nalah a single glance. “He stopped her from going too far.”
She walked out of the room, followed by Violet who was more concerned about Pan at the moment than whatever else was going on in the den. Harrow was helped out of the room by Jax. Nalah called out to him.
“He almost killed your mate and you have nothing to say?”
Harrow rubbed her throat as she responded, her voice strained and raspy. “He literally just saved my life, Nalah. Get your head out of your ass.” She dragged Jax out with her, the male giving her a pitiful look on his way.
Nalah sunk against the wall, Tel’s voice being heard from her side. “Well then. I’m going to go see if i can’t get myself some of that. Later.” She skipped out of the room in a chipper mood, tail spinning wildly behind her. Nalah stared at the floor until she noticed Tel peek her head back in. Her expression had faded from childish glee to a cold stare. “And Nalah? What Harrow said.”
Tel left the room again, leaving Nalah alone on the floor.
Next
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2023.02.02 19:05 Proffessional_Human Is radahn supposed to be this easy?

I beat him at level 60ish with a +5 bloodhounds fang and summons in less than an hour and sub 10 tries. I know he got nerfed but isn't he still one of the hardest bosses in the game? I will say tho he was the most fun main bosses I've beat so far. (I've beat margit, godrick, the red wolf of radagon, and rennala)
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2023.02.02 18:44 rainbow--penguin [SF] Chapter 37 - Just Keep Going

Madeline watched the world go by in something of a daze. The rocking motion of the wheelbarrow wasn’t doing anything to help her slight dizziness, as Billie jogged onwards, pushing her along.
Eventually, they came to a stop, though Madeline had no idea how long they’d been going for.
“Alright,” Billie said, “I figure we’ll stop here for now.” They set down the wheelbarrow and reached down to help Madeline.
Two strong arms covered in a thick sheen of sweat and dust wrapped under her arms and knees, hoisting her up and out of the wheelbarrow. But they didn’t set her down on her own two feet, instead keeping hold of her.
Madeline shifted uncomfortably, trying not to feel too infantile — like a baby cradled to a parent’s chest. “It’s okay,” she muttered. “I can walk.”
Ignoring her, they started towards a large farmhouse, only gently lowering her onto her feet when they reached the door, propping her up against the cobblestone wall. They tried the handle and let out a sigh of relief when it swung open.
Slipping an arm back under Madeline’s shoulders, they half-carried, half-dragged her through the door. Inside was like a homage to the past — plain white walls supported by exposed beams, terracotta tiled flooring that rang with their footsteps, and rustic wooden furnishings. The effect was amplified by the thick layer of dust that clung to everything, swirling around the pair of them as they staggered through to the living room.
Billie deposited her on a tartan-covered sofa that looked like it belonged in the last century, then backed away quickly to the furthest corner of the room, almost standing in the exposed fireplace. They traced footprints into the long burnt-out ash as they shuffled as far away as possible.
“What now?” Madeline asked, head still fuzzy. “Are you going to stay here too?”
Billie paused, conflict written on their face. “I want to. I really do. I want to make sure you’re okay. But…”
“But there’s a dead Poiloog not too far away. Others are bound to come looking. And we can’t afford for them to be able to sense us when they do,” Madeline finished.
They nodded. “There’s a barn just on the other side of this field. It’s only a couple of hundred metres if that. I can be here in an instant if you need me. Is that… Is that okay?”
“That’s perfect. I’ll be alright here. Don’t worry.”
“Good. In that case, I’ll get going. Don’t hesitate to call.” They tapped the walkie-talkie clipped to their belt as they spoke, before turning to leave.
“Billie!” Madeline called after them.
They paused to glance back at her.
“Thank you.”
With a smile and a nod, they strode out of the room.
Madeline slumped back onto the sofa. The call of sleep was irresistible. All she had to do was close her eyes and drift off, stop fighting the exhaustion. But she knew that she should eat and drink something first. She’d seen the blood pouring out of her leg. That meant her body would need some help replenishing it.
Her pack was on the floor, easily within arm's reach, but the effort to reach it seemed monumental. Still, she managed it, stretching out with her fingertips to grasp one of the straps and pull it close. She had to take a brief break after that. Then, once she’d caught her breath, she bent back down to unzip it and rummage inside.
With a bottle of water and a pack of cashews successfully located, she flopped back again. After a few shallow breaths, she started taking small sips of water. She also managed to chew her way through a handful or so of cashews before she couldn’t resist any longer.
She set her food and drink down on the floor, lay back, and closed her eyes.
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When she woke the next day, a hundred different aches and pains immediately made themselves known. She groaned as she pushed herself up into a seated position to glance out the window. The sky outside still held a hint of the pale pink of dawn, but it was fading fast into the blue. They really should get going soon if they were going to reach the city today.
Madeline swung her legs off the sofa, ignoring the screams of protest from her left thigh, and slowly shifted some of her weight onto her feet. Though the sensation wasn’t exactly pleasant, it was bearable, for now at least.
She grabbed the walkie-talkie out of her bag and pressed the button on the side. “Hey, Billie, you there?”
The reply was instant. “Yep. Everything okay?”
“Yes. I’m ready to set out if you are.”
A brief pause followed before they said, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
“Why not? I’m feeling okay. Honestly.”
“Mads, you fainted.”
“Yes, but I think that was just an aftereffect of the Poiloog getting inside my head. Then leaving very quickly when you killed it.”
“Have you even checked on your wound?”
“No, but—”
“Well, I’m not letting you go anywhere until I’ve seen it.”
Madeline let out a sigh, grateful that her friend wasn’t there to see her roll her eyes. She knew they’d have had a thing or two to say to her about it if they had. “Fine,” she grumbled.
“And until you’ve had something proper to eat and drink.”
“Actually,” she bent over to grab the packet of cashews from last night, “I’m already eating. So are you coming to check on my leg now? Because we don’t want to waste any more time than we already have.”
“I’m on my way.” Madeline could practically hear the glare from the other end of the line, probably with a sceptically raised eyebrow accompanying it.
She started wolfing down the nuts left in the packet, washing it all down with a couple of gulps of water. She’d just finished when Billie walked through the door.
“Alright then, let’s see it,” they said.
Madeline swung her legs back up onto the sofa and leaned back. Billie bent over her, unwrapping the hastily applied bandage of the previous day to reveal the gaping hole in her trousers. The fabric stuck as they tried to peel it away, revealing a mess of dark red underneath.
Undeterred, Billie grabbed a bottle of water and a bit of cloth to start cleaning. Soon, Madeline could make out a large gash running from her knee halfway up her outer thigh. Almost a finger width of crimson protruded between the jagged edges of her skin, but it wasn’t as bad as she’d feared. She’d definitely had worse before. If she’d coped then, she could cope now.
Billie paused in their task to glance up at her face. “Okay,” they said, “I think I should try and clean this properly. It’s gonna sting. Are you ready?”
Madeline nodded quickly, aware she didn’t really have a choice.
After a brief pause to search their bag, Billie returned to her leg and started dabbing something onto it. The pain was instantaneous. Madeline gritted her teeth, trying to keep her face neutral. The effort made her eyes water, but she managed to at least remain silent.
What felt like an eternity later, the stinging started to recede. There was another break as Billie disappeared out of the room, before returning with some scissors and some bandages.
“I hope you weren’t too keen on those trousers,” they said with a strained smile.
“I could take them or leave them.” Despite her attempt to appear cheery, Madeline’s voice trembled as she spoke.
“Good. Because I think I need to cut them off.”
“Oh,” Madeline murmured. Then, when she realised what that meant, she added, “Oh!”
Before she could protest, Billie started cutting. They made quick work of it, nimbly slitting all the way along the seam, where it wasn’t already torn. Then, they moved to the other leg and did the same.
Madeline shuffled from side to side, clenching and unclenching her fingers and toes to distract herself from the sense of vulnerability.
Perhaps aware of this, Billie grabbed a blanket to drape over her before they pulled what remained of the trousers away. Madeline hurriedly arranged the fabric so that the wounded leg poked out the side while her friend grabbed the bandages.
Billie worked quickly, fingers brushing against her skin as they wrapped the gauze around her thigh. When it was done, they slid the blanket down to cover everything back up before glancing over at Madeline. “All good?” they asked
She nodded. It wasn’t exactly a lie. Though the gash was currently throbbing with pain, it wasn’t unbearable. It wasn’t even enough to distract her from the heat flushing her face.
“Great. I’ll go see what replacement clothes I can find here. Then you can show me how you cope putting weight on it.” They strode out of the room before reappearing a minute later, arms cradling a bundle of clothing.
“You know, I only need one pair,” Madeline teased.
“I know,” her friend chuckled. “I just wanted to give you a little choice.”
Once they’d laid out the selection, Madeline picked a pair of sweatpants, hoping the loose fabric and elasticated waist would be easier to put on over her injury.
Billie stepped outside to allow her to wriggle into the trousers in privacy.
When she was done, she slowly tried to stand, levering herself up with an arm on the side of the sofa. Though both legs were weak, she didn’t feel in immediate danger of falling over, so she limped through to the kitchen where Billie was waiting.
“See,” she said as she entered. “I’m alright. And definitely able to walk.”
Billie looked at her, eyebrow raised sceptically just as Madeline had pictured when talking on the walkie-talkies earlier.
She glared back defiantly.
They both held the eye contact for a moment before Billie sighed. “If you’re sure. But we’ll have to be even more careful than before. Keep apart — but close enough I can get to you quickly — and use the walkies to communicate almost constantly. Even when we stop for food or whatever. I can’t bear to think about what would happen if a Poiloog found us again while you’re hurt.”
“I’d cope,” Madeline said resolutely. “Like I’ve always coped. Long before I met you.”
Billie raised their hands in surrender. “Alright, fair enough. Sorry for worrying too much.”
Though a smile tugged at her lips, Madeline felt a slight sting behind the words. “Don’t be sorry,” she said softly, glancing away. “Although I might complain, I love having someone to worry about me. And for me to worry about too.”
A wide grin spread across Billie’s face. “Noted. From now on I’ll ignore the glares and sighs and eye-rolls then.”
Glad to see normality restored, Madeline swung her pack onto her back. “I thought you already did,” she said. “To be honest, I thought I’d get more resistance from you on this anyway, me still coming to the meeting I mean, with the injury and everything.”
The smile dropped slightly. “I know how important this is to you and… Well, there’s someone with much more medical knowledge than me in the group who I’m hoping might take a look at that leg.”
She returned the strained smile, trying to hide how worried Billie’s concern made her. “And, of course, there’s a hidden motive,” she said. “So how are we going to do this?”
Billie opened the door and gestured for Madeline to go through. “You walk ahead. I’ll stay far enough behind that the Poiloogs can't’ sense us, but I’ll try to keep you in sight.”
“Sounds good,” Madeline said as she stepped out.
“Oh, and I made this for you.” Billie grabbed a length of wood with a handle that was leaning against the wall outside and passed it to her.
“Thanks?” she said as she took it.
“I broke the head off of an old shovel. I figured that maybe you could use it kind of like a walking stick if you need some extra support. Sorry I couldn’t do better with—”
“I love it!” Madeline beamed. “Even if it does make me feel like an old woman.”
“Best looking old woman I ever saw!”
With a chuckle, Madeline started walking, doing her best to appear steadier on her feet than she felt. One foot in front of the other, she kept telling herself. Just keep going.
Next chapter hopefully on 9th February
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2023.02.02 18:44 rainbow--penguin [The Weight of Words] - Chapter 37 - Just Keep Going

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Madeline watched the world go by in something of a daze. The rocking motion of the wheelbarrow wasn’t doing anything to help her slight dizziness, as Billie jogged onwards, pushing her along.
Eventually, they came to a stop, though Madeline had no idea how long they’d been going for.
“Alright,” Billie said, “I figure we’ll stop here for now.” They set down the wheelbarrow and reached down to help Madeline.
Two strong arms covered in a thick sheen of sweat and dust wrapped under her arms and knees, hoisting her up and out of the wheelbarrow. But they didn’t set her down on her own two feet, instead keeping hold of her.
Madeline shifted uncomfortably, trying not to feel too infantile — like a baby cradled to a parent’s chest. “It’s okay,” she muttered. “I can walk.”
Ignoring her, they started towards a large farmhouse, only gently lowering her onto her feet when they reached the door, propping her up against the cobblestone wall. They tried the handle and let out a sigh of relief when it swung open.
Slipping an arm back under Madeline’s shoulders, they half-carried, half-dragged her through the door. Inside was like a homage to the past — plain white walls supported by exposed beams, terracotta tiled flooring that rang with their footsteps, and rustic wooden furnishings. The effect was amplified by the thick layer of dust that clung to everything, swirling around the pair of them as they staggered through to the living room.
Billie deposited her on a tartan-covered sofa that looked like it belonged in the last century, then backed away quickly to the furthest corner of the room, almost standing in the exposed fireplace. They traced footprints into the long burnt-out ash as they shuffled as far away as possible.
“What now?” Madeline asked, head still fuzzy. “Are you going to stay here too?”
Billie paused, conflict written on their face. “I want to. I really do. I want to make sure you’re okay. But…”
“But there’s a dead Poiloog not too far away. Others are bound to come looking. And we can’t afford for them to be able to sense us when they do,” Madeline finished.
They nodded. “There’s a barn just on the other side of this field. It’s only a couple of hundred metres if that. I can be here in an instant if you need me. Is that… Is that okay?”
“That’s perfect. I’ll be alright here. Don’t worry.”
“Good. In that case, I’ll get going. Don’t hesitate to call.” They tapped the walkie-talkie clipped to their belt as they spoke, before turning to leave.
“Billie!” Madeline called after them.
They paused to glance back at her.
“Thank you.”
With a smile and a nod, they strode out of the room.
Madeline slumped back onto the sofa. The call of sleep was irresistible. All she had to do was close her eyes and drift off, stop fighting the exhaustion. But she knew that she should eat and drink something first. She’d seen the blood pouring out of her leg. That meant her body would need some help replenishing it.
Her pack was on the floor, easily within arm's reach, but the effort to reach it seemed monumental. Still, she managed it, stretching out with her fingertips to grasp one of the straps and pull it close. She had to take a brief break after that. Then, once she’d caught her breath, she bent back down to unzip it and rummage inside.
With a bottle of water and a pack of cashews successfully located, she flopped back again. After a few shallow breaths, she started taking small sips of water. She also managed to chew her way through a handful or so of cashews before she couldn’t resist any longer.
She set her food and drink down on the floor, lay back, and closed her eyes.
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When she woke the next day, a hundred different aches and pains immediately made themselves known. She groaned as she pushed herself up into a seated position to glance out the window. The sky outside still held a hint of the pale pink of dawn, but it was fading fast into the blue. They really should get going soon if they were going to reach the city today.
Madeline swung her legs off the sofa, ignoring the screams of protest from her left thigh, and slowly shifted some of her weight onto her feet. Though the sensation wasn’t exactly pleasant, it was bearable, for now at least.
She grabbed the walkie-talkie out of her bag and pressed the button on the side. “Hey, Billie, you there?”
The reply was instant. “Yep. Everything okay?”
“Yes. I’m ready to set out if you are.”
A brief pause followed before they said, “I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”
“Why not? I’m feeling okay. Honestly.”
“Mads, you fainted.”
“Yes, but I think that was just an aftereffect of the Poiloog getting inside my head. Then leaving very quickly when you killed it.”
“Have you even checked on your wound?”
“No, but—”
“Well, I’m not letting you go anywhere until I’ve seen it.”
Madeline let out a sigh, grateful that her friend wasn’t there to see her roll her eyes. She knew they’d have had a thing or two to say to her about it if they had. “Fine,” she grumbled.
“And until you’ve had something proper to eat and drink.”
“Actually,” she bent over to grab the packet of cashews from last night, “I’m already eating. So are you coming to check on my leg now? Because we don’t want to waste any more time than we already have.”
“I’m on my way.” Madeline could practically hear the glare from the other end of the line, probably with a sceptically raised eyebrow accompanying it.
She started wolfing down the nuts left in the packet, washing it all down with a couple of gulps of water. She’d just finished when Billie walked through the door.
“Alright then, let’s see it,” they said.
Madeline swung her legs back up onto the sofa and leaned back. Billie bent over her, unwrapping the hastily applied bandage of the previous day to reveal the gaping hole in her trousers. The fabric stuck as they tried to peel it away, revealing a mess of dark red underneath.
Undeterred, Billie grabbed a bottle of water and a bit of cloth to start cleaning. Soon, Madeline could make out a large gash running from her knee halfway up her outer thigh. Almost a finger width of crimson protruded between the jagged edges of her skin, but it wasn’t as bad as she’d feared. She’d definitely had worse before. If she’d coped then, she could cope now.
Billie paused in their task to glance up at her face. “Okay,” they said, “I think I should try and clean this properly. It’s gonna sting. Are you ready?”
Madeline nodded quickly, aware she didn’t really have a choice.
After a brief pause to search their bag, Billie returned to her leg and started dabbing something onto it. The pain was instantaneous. Madeline gritted her teeth, trying to keep her face neutral. The effort made her eyes water, but she managed to at least remain silent.
What felt like an eternity later, the stinging started to recede. There was another break as Billie disappeared out of the room, before returning with some scissors and some bandages.
“I hope you weren’t too keen on those trousers,” they said with a strained smile.
“I could take them or leave them.” Despite her attempt to appear cheery, Madeline’s voice trembled as she spoke.
“Good. Because I think I need to cut them off.”
“Oh,” Madeline murmured. Then, when she realised what that meant, she added, “Oh!”
Before she could protest, Billie started cutting. They made quick work of it, nimbly slitting all the way along the seam, where it wasn’t already torn. Then, they moved to the other leg and did the same.
Madeline shuffled from side to side, clenching and unclenching her fingers and toes to distract herself from the sense of vulnerability.
Perhaps aware of this, Billie grabbed a blanket to drape over her before they pulled what remained of the trousers away. Madeline hurriedly arranged the fabric so that the wounded leg poked out the side while her friend grabbed the bandages.
Billie worked quickly, fingers brushing against her skin as they wrapped the gauze around her thigh. When it was done, they slid the blanket down to cover everything back up before glancing over at Madeline. “All good?” they asked
She nodded. It wasn’t exactly a lie. Though the gash was currently throbbing with pain, it wasn’t unbearable. It wasn’t even enough to distract her from the heat flushing her face.
“Great. I’ll go see what replacement clothes I can find here. Then you can show me how you cope putting weight on it.” They strode out of the room before reappearing a minute later, arms cradling a bundle of clothing.
“You know, I only need one pair,” Madeline teased.
“I know,” her friend chuckled. “I just wanted to give you a little choice.”
Once they’d laid out the selection, Madeline picked a pair of sweatpants, hoping the loose fabric and elasticated waist would be easier to put on over her injury.
Billie stepped outside to allow her to wriggle into the trousers in privacy.
When she was done, she slowly tried to stand, levering herself up with an arm on the side of the sofa. Though both legs were weak, she didn’t feel in immediate danger of falling over, so she limped through to the kitchen where Billie was waiting.
“See,” she said as she entered. “I’m alright. And definitely able to walk.”
Billie looked at her, eyebrow raised sceptically just as Madeline had pictured when talking on the walkie-talkies earlier.
She glared back defiantly.
They both held the eye contact for a moment before Billie sighed. “If you’re sure. But we’ll have to be even more careful than before. Keep apart — but close enough I can get to you quickly — and use the walkies to communicate almost constantly. Even when we stop for food or whatever. I can’t bear to think about what would happen if a Poiloog found us again while you’re hurt.”
“I’d cope,” Madeline said resolutely. “Like I’ve always coped. Long before I met you.”
Billie raised their hands in surrender. “Alright, fair enough. Sorry for worrying too much.”
Though a smile tugged at her lips, Madeline felt a slight sting behind the words. “Don’t be sorry,” she said softly, glancing away. “Although I might complain, I love having someone to worry about me. And for me to worry about too.”
A wide grin spread across Billie’s face. “Noted. From now on I’ll ignore the glares and sighs and eye-rolls then.”
Glad to see normality restored, Madeline swung her pack onto her back. “I thought you already did,” she said. “To be honest, I thought I’d get more resistance from you on this anyway, me still coming to the meeting I mean, with the injury and everything.”
The smile dropped slightly. “I know how important this is to you and… Well, there’s someone with much more medical knowledge than me in the group who I’m hoping might take a look at that leg.”
She returned the strained smile, trying to hide how worried Billie’s concern made her. “And, of course, there’s a hidden motive,” she said. “So how are we going to do this?”
Billie opened the door and gestured for Madeline to go through. “You walk ahead. I’ll stay far enough behind that the Poiloogs can't’ sense us, but I’ll try to keep you in sight.”
“Sounds good,” Madeline said as she stepped out.
“Oh, and I made this for you.” Billie grabbed a length of wood with a handle that was leaning against the wall outside and passed it to her.
“Thanks?” she said as she took it.
“I broke the head off of an old shovel. I figured that maybe you could use it kind of like a walking stick if you need some extra support. Sorry I couldn’t do better with—”
“I love it!” Madeline beamed. “Even if it does make me feel like an old woman.”
“Best looking old woman I ever saw!”
With a chuckle, Madeline started walking, doing her best to appear steadier on her feet than she felt. One foot in front of the other, she kept telling herself. Just keep going.
Author's Note: Next chapter to be posted 9th February. This is an ongoing project so I welcome any feedback you might have.
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