Sionia
Chapter 14
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“Lord Wyatt, you are needed” Called Lars that shook me out of my fascinating reading about dragon neuts.
“Yes.” I said as I pulled back the curtain.
“The city guard requests to speak with you. They are restricting entrance to Avalon given the latest attack by Mardor at Black Gate of Rowan.” Lars explained with a salute and chest bump
With a sigh, I handed my book to Gus and exited the carriage and was very impressed with the massive three story gatehouse and huge stone block readouts connected on each side. I was met by a forty something looking man of average build with black hair and dark eyes flanked by six fully fitted out soldiers.
“I am Rhys Redith captain of the guard here in Avalon. You must be Count Ryan Wyatt.” Rhys introduced himself with the question.
“Yes, I am Ryan Wyatt.” I responded with a frown and knotted brow.
“We have been expecting your arrival. The king has ordered us to assist you and provide hospitality. I am to escort you to the fortress and the rest of your party to Duggan's inn.” Said Rhys with a salute and formal bow.
“That will not do! I have several wards under my care which several are nobility.” I objected to the plan given.
“I was not aware. I will of course take you to the fortress where Lady Ludmilla will address your concerns.” Replied Rhys with a salute and bow then motioned for me to follow.
“Follow him, Jace .” I said to my new driver and climbed into the carriage.
The bridge over the north side of the Paradise River to the island of Avalon was very long at around a quarter mile or so. The readouts of the gatehouse extended a good ways into the river which had several firing positions. I suspected that the river rose and fell with a possible rainy and dry season which was why the readouts could prevent an army from getting behind the gatehouse or access to the bridge from land. The island side gatehouse was flush with the city walls and protruded into the river was equally as impressive with a descent sized recessed portico and draw bridge porch extension.
Thinking back to my travels through Europe, I decided Avalon looked like the city of East Looe, Cornwall in England but not as topographically elevated and with more renaissance style architecture than back on earth. The Roman style arched bridge was very much what we just rode across. The fortress of Avalon itself was at the highest point which was off to the left on the far east side of the island and most up stream point on the islands.
The Fortress keep was decent but still half the size of Duke Boasag's Buanna. I realized that the reason for putting my servants at an inn was because of the lack of space. However, I was determined to stay with my wards no matter the violation of etiquette it might cause. As my carriage pulled up to the entrance with the fortress that had both iron gates and metal reinforced wooden doors that were a good six feet wide and twelve feet tall each. These doors were set into no less than a three foot thick wall.
Passing through the gate was a small bricked paved courtyard that was about forty to fifty feet wide in a more or less oval shape. I saw a host of servants and two well dressed ladies waiting at the main doors to the fortress's central keep.
“Lord Wyatt, welcome to Avalon. I am Viscountess Ludmilla Skafhoggr and this is my mother Baroness Grogda Wode.” Stated a quiet plump pretty faced brown haired woman in a gaudy yellow with purple accented dress with unicorns all over it and a matching unicorn hat whose horn protruded a good foot from her forehead.
“Yes, it is a very deep pleasure to meet you as well.” Stated Lady Grogda a good looking woman who seemed to be in her mid to late thirties with black hair and unusual olive colored eyes. Her lite brown dress was quiet plain compared to her daughter's which was kind of comical in their contrast.
“The pleasure is mine for sure in meeting you ladies.” I said pouring it on a bit thick with a formal bow and sweep of my arm.
“I do not understand. Why are all your people with you?” Lady Ludmilla asked looking toward Captain Rhys but speaking to me.
“I have many wards under my protection. Thus, it is impossible to leave them alone without my presence as there are many who would try and take advantage of helpless young girls.” I stated but that failed miserably when Freya and the other three Asgardians approached fully armed with their swords.
“I would hardly call them helpless!” Spat Lady Grogda with a bit of contempt as the Asgardians were better looking than her.
“Despite appearances, they need my protection. After all, I am their guardian as I freed them from captivity.” I responded with a bit of admonishment in my voice.
“Yes, we have heard the tale. You are quiet the knight in shinning armor.” Lady Ludmilla said with obvious sarcasm.
“It is what it is. The wards will be with me wherever I am. If that is at an inn or camping on the side of the road, so bit it.” I stated with irritation.
“Do not be silly. We can host your wards and personal attendant. However, we must insist that the rest stay in the inn over there.” Lady Ludmilla said pointing to a three story building that was about fifty yards away.
“That is closer than expected. However, I accept. My people can stay at the inn while you host me and my wards.” I stated with another formal bow.
“Good, now come and we will see to your comfort.” Lady Ludmilla said with a bit of a laugh with Lady Grogda giving a small laugh and a wicked grin.
I immediately turned to Lars, Razor and Meowth and ordered that they maintain a watch on the carts and carriage around the clock as I did not want any lapse where someone would try to take advantage. I called to the wolf kin brothers to continue to protect the girls inside the fortress. Pointing to Lars, I told him to take our prisoner Andros to the adventure's guild office and turn him over and letting them know he was caught trying to steal from me. Tell them know I will see them on morrow to see if Andros was telling the truth or just lying. Turning with a smile and motioned to Freya and the girls to follow me with Gus right behind me.
The inside of the fortress was decently furnished though it had more of the appearance of a military outpost than a holding of wealth as it looked quiet spartan. I was led to an upper chamber where Lady Grogda had already ordered a bath filled by the time we had arrived.
“I will see to you personally” Lady Grogda stated with that same wicked grin again.
I suddenly felt as though I was a piece of meat put on display before a hungry wolf. I steeled myself to not recoil as I just felt off with this lady.
“See to your master's baggage.” Lady Grogda ordered Gus who was surprised by the command.
Gus gave me a slight shaking of his head and left the chamber. Lady Grogda then proceeded to strip me with efficiency. Once I was naked, she suddenly took her time looking at my nakedness. She even traced my scars on my back with a click of her tongue. Walking over to the tub, I climbed in and sat down.
“Spoil sport” Said Lady Grogda as she grabbed a wash cloth.
“Do not get my wounds wet.” I said warning Lady Groda of what the doctor had told me.
“Why? Your wound is almost well healed. The stitches can be pulled out except here” Stated Grogda and tapped me on my left shoulder blade.
“I have been using a special salve from the high elves. I did not realize it was healing that fast. However, I was warned that getting my wound wet would effect my healing.” I repeated what Doctor Zalzwarth told me.
“Very well.” Groda conceded.
Lady Grogda began washing me where she was absolutely taking her time. It was obvious that she was deliberately feeling me up for her own pleasure. When she grasped my manhood. I stood up and said, “The water is cold and I am tired and hungry!”
“Humph” Pouted Lady Grogda her displeasure but began to rinse me.
Just as I was stepping out of the tub, Gus entered slightly out of breath as he had run to get my clothes with Lukas my footman helping. I sighed with relief as Gus helped me don my dressing gown.
“Old Maude will be here momentarily to apply your salve.” Gus said with a salute.
“Very good.” I replied to Gus then turned to Lady Grogda and said, “I was told you are a Dowager Baroness. Is that not so?” I blatantly asked appearing as innocent as I could.
“I will see you at the dinner bell hour.” Lady Groda said with a sort of half wave salute and stormed out of the chamber in a huff.
“Thank you, Gus. I actually thought I would have to literally fight to save my personal honor.” I remarked with a laugh.
“It was my pleasure, Lord Wyatt.” Gus responded and joined me in laughing.
Old Maude came about twenty minutes later and applied my salve and chatted about how excited she was to be in Avalon and wanting to visit one of the apothecary shops. I gave her permission but have one of the guards accompany her.
About an hour later and I was fully shaven and dressed, I heard a large bell ringing from a bell tower not far away from my chamber. With that, I headed down to the great hall that was just off the main entrance way. I was met by Lady Ludmilla who escorted me to Viscount Skafhoggr chair where she seated herself to my left. Lady Grogda appeared wearing a new pink dress and seated herself to my right. The one missing was the Viscount.
“Where is Lord Skafhoggr?” I asked Lady Ludmilla with a raised eyebrow.
“He is meeting with one of the military commanders. I believe they are deciding on how large a levy they must raise to battle the bastards of Mardor.” Replied Lady Ludmilla as she clapped her hands for servants to begin serving the evening meal.
Four exhausting hours later, I was back in my chamber with my nerves completely shot. The constant fawning and mindless chatter from Lady Ludmilla as well as the constant groping from Lady Grogda under the table had stained me to the max. I was ready for bed and was glad to sink into the lavender scented sheets. Gus grabbed a thin pallet and two blankets. Blowing out the candles he stepped into the hallway closing the door behind him. He would outside my door as custom demands while traveling.
A little over a half an hour later after Gus left, the door opened and closed quickly. I could not see in the darkness but relaxed when Freya spoke softly and slipped into bed with me. Freya did her magic on me as she mounted me taking me to new heights of pleasure. I quickly forgot all about the overly eager pursuit of the Dowager Baroness as I shared the pleasures of being with Freya. After we had sated ourselves completely, we slept peacefully in a loving embrace.
The morning came with a knock on my door that woke both Freya and I. I moaned but Freya nudged me on the chin.
“Time to wake you lazy bones.” Freya said with a laugh.
“I am not a morning person.” I said with a groan.
“Don't I know it! You were quiet the beast were you not?” Freya teased then laughed at me.
The knock on the door was more instant as I rose and put on my dressing gown. Opening the door slightly was Gus and the Dowager Baroness.
“It is early, what is it?” I asked.
“We have prepared a very special meal for you this morning.” Said Lady Grogda with a frown while she tried to look around me into the chamber.
“I see. Well, give me some time to properly dress and I will be down shortly.” I stated and continued to Gus “Have Lukas bring my shaving kit.”
“Right away, Lord Wyatt.” Gus said as he motioned down the hall where I assumed Lukas was.
About forty five minutes later and having snuck Freya out of my chamber, I was fully shaved and dressed in my dark red outfit and black beret hat that actually looked really good on me. Upon entering the great hall, I saw Lady Ludmilla seated. Lady Grogda taking me by the arm led me again to the Viscount's chair where she seated herself next to me.
“Where is Lord Skafhoggr, Lady Ludmilla?” I asked her directly.
Lady Ludmilla was quiet for a moment then said, “I guess he is sleeping. The meetings with the military commanders drag on for hours and hours. I hardly ever see him these days.” Lady Ludmilla said with a shrug of her shoulders.
“Is that so. Very well as it can not be helped. Please send my regards to Lord Skafhoggr for his hospitality. I was informed that the king would have a messages for me that Lord Skafhoggr was to give me. Could you ask Lord Skafhoggr for them?” I asked as I suspected something was just not right.
“Oh. Ah. I will of course ask my Lord Vincent for the king's message once morning meal is finished.” Lady Ludmilla said and looked discombobulated.
“I see. Please do so. The king ordered me to arrive in Camelot immediately. I can not dally and spend extra time as I normally would do. I hope you understand.” I said making extra emphasis on the king's order part.
“Yes. What the king commands we all must obey.” Lady Ludmilla said sourly but not looking at me.
Lady Ludmilla then clapped her hands and the servants brought in the morning meal. What surprised me was my meal was different from everyone else. Looking at both Lady Ludmilla and Lady Grogda something in the back on my head screamed warning warning.
The silver plate before me was a type of stew with a strong overpowering spice scent. I frowned and began to think hard and fast.
“This is a specialty from the High Valley region. I hope you like it.” Lady Grogda said with no expression at all.
My alarm bells went off even stronger this time. A footman came over to fill my cup which I deliberately knocked over and profusely apologized for my clumsiness.
“You know, I am from the High Valley region too. I have never been a fan of overly spiced foods. Lets see how spicy it is.” I stated and took a scoop with a spoon and handed it to the footman to taste.
The footman was surprised but more than happy to taste the food as it was obvious that food for the staff was very plain and simple.
“You should not do that! It is not right!” Lady Grogda said as she stood up showing more alarm than outrage.
The footman had already consumed the sample where he at first looked like he liked it. However, he suddenly started to choke as his face turned bright red and falling to his knees. Lady Ludmilla stood up in horror as the footman was gagging begging for water. I handed him my silver chalice with what I assumed was apple cider where he chugged it down then begged for more.
Finally, after three more cups of water given by another footman, first footman just lay on his back almost in a stupor. It was as if his mind was blank.
“What is this?” I asked as I pointed to my meal looking at both Lady Ludmilla and Lady Grogda.
“I do not know!” Said Lady Ludmilla looking at her mother with a strange look.
“Do not give me that! What did you do?” I demanded with a my voiced raised and now pointing my finger at them.
“It was a love potion. It was to make you like me.” Said Lady Grogda meekly and looking sheepishly at the ground.
“Seriously! That was more than a simple love potion!” I yelled my outrage.
“I swear that is all it was. I had to hide its not so pleasant taste with spice.” Lady Grogda stated her defense but still not able to look me in the eye.
“Lady Ludmilla, I must now ask that you bring me the king's message as I am now leaving Avalon.” I commanded with rage in my countenance.
Lady Ludmilla fled the great hall without replying. Lady Grogda just sat down with her head down looking at the floor saying nothing.
With exasperation, I called out to my people. “House of Wyatt, Ladies and girls we are leaving! Quickly gather your things and be out front within a little span!”
With that, I stormed out of the great hall to the shock of all present. Up in the guest chamber, I changed clothes into my bluejeans, a blue shirt and a tan leather vest. Pulling on my boots and strapping on my weapons belt, I looked over seeing Gus and Lukas already packed up my discarded clothing and was ready to leave as they were staying clear of my angry outbursts.
Down at the carts, I ordered my guards to ready themselves to leave. I sent Lukas to call all the servants in the inn to be ready to leave immediately. Razor and Meowth jumped down from their perch on the first two carriages with questioning looks.
“They tried to poison me! Can you believe it?” I said angrily as I swept my arm to point at the fortress.
“Meow Lord Wyatt, that is clawful. Do you want meow to use them like a scratching post?” Asked Meowth as her tail went straight in what I assumed was either surprise or anger.
Razor just gave a low grumbling growl with teeth bared as he looked at the fortress.
Forty minutes later as my people were loading up, Lady Ludmilla approached with her head down.
“I am sorry Lord Wyatt. It seems you do not have any messages from the king.” Lady Ludmilla said never once looking me in the eye.
“I see. Send a message to the king that I left Avalon today and as commanded traveling as quickly as I can. The king is expecting my update so make sure it is properly sent!” I said with a warning.
I ordered a florse saddled for I needed fresh air as I was still furious. I actually led our people out and toward the main north south road which Nick panicked a bit and settled with riding next to me. As we approached the main crossroads of the city, I saw a large dinning hall and ordered a halt for all of our people to have breakfast. The meal consisted of roasted mutton, eggs, apple pancakes and apple jam. They also had fresh chilled milk and apple cider which really went well with the sweet dishes. Our group apparently cleaned them out and they had to turn away a few customers until mid day.
After breakfast, I went to the adventurer's guild that was a few buildings to the south. It was a four story building of decent size. I allowed Old Maude with a one of the house guards to go to the apothecary shop across the road along with the two Alphardian servants Aura and Sylvia. Inside the adventurer's guild, I asked for Marine as instructed. It was then I learned that Marine was Zack Talley's girl where they were to marry soon as she proudly let me know her good news.
“Zack said to tell you this is a level one escort. Whatever that means.” I repeated what Zack had told me to say.
“Thank you. It simply means Zack thinks there would be no problems and just being present is enough to discourage any potential thieves. The total is two hundred fifty denari for basic escort with an A ranked adventurer.” Marine said with a smile
After paying the fee for the job request, I asked Marine to speak to someone about Andros that was brought in by man guard Lars.
“I am Supervisor Etan Borg and assistant to Guild Master Henry Stewart. It is a pleasure to be at your service Count Wyatt.” Stated Etan with a salute and bow.
“Pleasure is mine.” I replied with a salute and nod of my head.
“We have investigated Andros. His party the Finders of Avalon specialize in retrieving lost items or stolen goods from thieves. It appears his party was specifically requested to recover a lost ventu volpis. We do not have any more details for the job other than this.” Etan stated as he read from a page in his hand.
“Who hired them to steal from me? Make no mistake, they were hired to steal from me!” I said as I was showing my anger and frustration.
“Normally, we would not disclose who posted job requests to those not apart of the contract. However, given the circumstances, I was instructed to tell you it was Viscountess Lady Ludmilla. It seems she contracted and paid a merchant from Xanadu for a ventu volpis. It is our understanding that merchant was placed on a Quenya trade ship where he will go on trial for his many crimes in Svarta. The Finders of Avalon should not have tried to take your ventu volpis. Nor should they have taken on the job given the crimes of the merchant without more information.” Etan explained what the guild knew.
“What will happen to Andros?” I asked frankly.
“The Guild Master will hold a hearing with S and an A ranked members who will advise on the issues. I expect he will be found guilty but will escape the ten year punishment. More like one to two years of labor for the guild doing low ranked jobs that no one wants while being supervised by myself or a C ranked or higher adventurer. His pay will be one third of normal with the rest going to repay the guild and costs associated with his lapse in judgment.” Etan replied with a shrug of his shoulders.
“I see. The thing that irks me is they attacked my people and wounded one of my guards with a slinger's stone.” I explained my outrage.
“I was not aware of this fact. Master Stewart will compensate you as the law requires. Unfortunately, Master Stewart left for Camelot for meetings with the war counsel on Astria's response to the Empire's latest invasion. I will send a filoxis to let Master Stewart know that there was injury, offense and honor requirements. I understand you will be traveling to Camelot and am certain Master Stewart will seek you out to give you a formal apology and see you are properly compensated.” Etan stated with a salute and bow.
“Good enough. Let me know the outcome of the hearing for Andros. I do not like loose ends and a potential enemy looking for revenge.” I said mater of factually.
“Understood. I will relay your concerns to Master Stewart. Etan replied with another salute and bow.
Leaving the adventure's guild, I decided to visit the tradesman's guild and merchant's storefront while Old Maude was still busy across the street. The girls came with me as they had been requesting things like combs, brushes and scented oils plus a few other special feminine items they needed.
Once all the girls got what they were needing and getting those items stowed with their baggage, Old Maude came back with a small crate filled with items to make medicines. While the baggage was being loaded and sorted, I went to see the information broker's desk and inquired about Chamberlain Robert Duffy. I paid the requested fee of one erythro given his status in the city. I was shown a file which listed the qualities, character and known habits of Robert. There was a section about vices and food preferences. The only vice was seeing a woman who was a widow listed as a paid mistress. Basically, Robert was a straight as an arrow honorable man. I smiled as the report made me feel better about who I was helping.
Finally, with everyone loaded up, we headed out of the city of Avalon over the southern main bridge and gate that was just like the north one but slightly longer with a guard tower protected draw bridge section to let ships pass. After about two hours, I had calmed down enough that I rode in the carriage as was expected of a person of rank. I just looked out seeing nothing but the vast wheat fields of the Capital Region realizing how lucky I had been to escape the evils of the ladies of Fortress Avalon.

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Memory Transcription Subject: Hileen, Krakotl Fugitive Recovery Agent
Date [standardized human time]: November 28th, 2136
It'd been a while since I sat in Marlig's office for a talk face-to-face. Given the agency's secluded location at the edge of the downtown region, it was a chore to drop by when it wasn't for business, but I'd deemed the matter at hand to be worth my time.
I passed by Nampi at her desk on my way to the door and she gave me a coy glare as I carried on. Trying to ignore her risible ear waggle, I turned the corner to the door with my boss’s name painted on the glass panel where I could hear the frantic crumpling of paper.
Quietly, I entered Marlig's office without prompt as I knew he hated to be spooked by knocking. My mentor was surprisingly spry for a bird at his age, sorting through papers with one wing and an eye while using his talons with the other to set away the papers he had splayed out.
“Hileen!” he chirped. “Glad you could make it in today. I was just finishing up my paperwork. Take a seat.”
It was always nice to hear him drop the professional motif for a more grandfatherly attitude when speaking in person. I did as he suggested and took a seat while he grumbled to himself over the sorting. My eye caught a few of the old contracts he was rifling through and saw that some dated back to his days as an agent.
Eventually, he left some sitting out as he sequestered the rest back into their files, sorted by a dichotomy that only he and Nampi could comprehend fully. He motioned with a wing for me to peruse and I turned the first one to face me to find it was my first contract, signed by me in a sloppy fashion. “This takes me back a couple of years.”
“Slick bastard thought he could get away on a forklift but you showed him! Certainly more exciting than my first day!”
“Mm-hmm. And it was when I nearly got impaled that you had the idea to commission all of us utility vests.”
He chuckled, “I really should’ve done so sooner. Cuts and scratches were already a risk, but a forklift was a new one!”
I flipped through the pages of each report, finding that Marlig's notes were filled with praises of my work. There were highs and lows, but I was flattered to find that the grizzled krakotl held my performance in such high regard.
“Flawless interception!” read one footnote about me catching a runner. “Couldn't have done it better myself!”
Marlig waited patiently as I browsed quickly through each page, realizing more and more how the notes also marked improvements in my work. How I found it easier to talk down a rowdy client, or apprehend them in the case that they were beyond helping on my part. Flowery language plastered most pages with him fawning over my work as a doting father would to his prodigal child.
The trend took a sharp turn as the notes became fewer and more critical the closer the dates reached to the present. I brushed the others aside with a wing to peruse the final paper. “And this…”
“Is Tac. Your latest contract. The most recent in a line of declining performance since the interview. This has become a pattern, Hileen, and its consequences are beginning to reach beyond yourself. Paji and Vesek resigned recently for personal reasons, which leaves us even less hands on deck than before. That's four people to cover the entire municipal region, and maybe even beyond, should needs arise. Three, if we include this little probation I have you on.”
“What was I supposed to do? Marlig, these ‘jobs’ you've got us working on overstep the contracts we were signed on with. Our job is to make sure people obey their court-mandated duties, not drag them off to the facilities ourselves!”
“... So the trip we took to the facilities did bother you.”
A sigh clicked in my throat as he reminded me. “Is that what happens to the people we take in, Marlig? Is that what would've happened to your wife?”
His feathers ruffled.
“That's what happens to those who are too dangerous to the general public to be left roaming free. Not everyone we deal with winds up there, but everyone can be subject to it. Miskela sued for her exoneration and proved in court that she was not diseased. I brought you there to show you how it helps the people, but I see now that it was a mistake. I understand why you were so perturbed, really, but it's how things have been for centuries. It's how we've protected ourselves from the dangers out there.”
“You were willing to let Barsul be interned there, too.”
Marlig flinched and sighed as he swept the papers towards himself once I'd signaled I was done. He turned one eye to me while he sorted them.
“There's no room for favoritism, girl. I negotiated for him to be allowed to walk free, and look where that got me. That boy - your neighbor - suffered the consequences of my nepotism. So too would the girl, had nobody intervened.”
“Like Richard.”
“The human, yes. Or you. Or the police. Where does this sudden obsession with humans come from, anyway? I get notifications of you talking about the acceptance of them all the time on forums.”
“Does it even need explaining?”
“Well, I guess not, no, but it's certainly an about-face from the way you used to talk about them with me beforehand.”
“People can change, for better or worse. Which one I fall under remains to be seen.”
Marlig stroked at the plumage on his neck as he finished his sorting. “I hope it's the former, for your sake. Was there any reason you came to talk, or were you just checking that I hadn't gone senile?”
“Well, I was hoping to borrow your secretary for the evening.”
He perked up while his eyes narrowed and he laced his fingers together with curiosity. “You… want to spend an evening with Nampi?”
“It's not what you're insinuating, but yes.”
“I was insinuating nothing,” he warbled coyly. “Go ahead and take her, and make sure to split the bill at dinner.”
“Pain-in-the-ass geezer. I'll keep in touch if your friend causes any more trouble.”
“Keep in touch regardless. Miskela and I get lonely in our old age,” he called back. “Take care.”
I stepped out into the hallway and turned toward the desk where I could hear the secretary's claws tapping furtively at her keyboard. Nampi sat silently with her ears and tail in a relaxed position that implied a bored demeanor. There was barely any response as I stood before her, waiting politely for her acknowledgment that never came.
Hesitantly, I cleared my throat.
An ear raised in acknowledgement, but her focus remained on the screen of her computer. “Mhm?”
“Do you…?”
Her ear rotated toward me, though she still maintained a passive attitude as she continued to glare mindlessly at the monitor.
“Are you free this evening?”
“Well, I'm quite booked, I believe. Why do you ask?”
I was surprised at her curt, dry tone. She hadn't spoken with me like this since we first got to know one another.
“Well,” I started. “I realized something. Every time we went out, whether it was clubbing, or dinner, or even walking around the parks, you always footed the bill. And so…”
Slowly, her other ear perked up and I saw her keystrokes slow down as she listened in.
“I wanted to return the favor?”
Her lips smacked as she opened her mouth, though paused before she spoke. “How could you possibly do that?”
“With a little gesture of friendship.”
Nampi's horizontal pupil turned up toward me and her tail twitched.
I continued, “So that belt you're wearing? It's the same belt you've worn since we first met. And I know you're the pragmatic type who'd never spend a credit more than she needs to, except for all the times you do"- her ears twitched in indignance -"I wanted to see about getting you a little something… extra?”
Her paws raised from the keyboard and she leaned in, resting her snout on her palms. “Go on.”
The bubbly venlil's tail sold out her collected facade as it twitched with anticipation. She was cornered and she didn't even know it yet.
“Well, I found just the place on the other side of town where we can start. It's a place almost as rich and indulgent as yourself.”
“The Platinum Paw? I mean3”
Her ears folded back in embarrassment as she cracked. She wasn't cut out for acting anyway.
“So that's what it's called! Jeez, I couldn't for the life of me figure out what it was called. Now what do you say? We go over there and find you something nice—”
I hadn’t even finished my thought before Nampi had grabbed her bag and was out the door, giving me a playful tail flick that said come and get me.

The place I suggested was in a shopping center on the opposite side of town, though easily accessible because of its proximity to the transport rails. Nampi had insisted on grabbing something to eat beforehand and so now gleefully bit into a bundle of stalks that had been “grilled” as explained from the food truck we'd stopped at.
Her tail flicked back and forth with her usual enthusiasm as we entered the massive complex of stores. The roofless plan allowed the natural, orange sun to flood the upper levels while artificial lighting illuminated the ground level wherever the light couldn't reach.
The place was built in the last decade by the previous City Magister in a bid for popularity, though ultimately for naught as he would lose the vote following a scandal involving an iftali priestess and a carved bar of soap. I had to say that despite being sick in the head, he sure had a great sense of decor.
Nampi snacked away, joining me in admiring the scenery as we continued to the place I’d planned out for us. Aimless chatter all melded together into a single, thrumming murmur as pedestrians navigated the many levels and stores offered in the place.
A troupe of children passed by us, held in a chain of tails and arms as they were escorted by a pair of venlil who I assumed were students and teachers on a school trip. I caught a whiff of a sweet, aromatic breeze and found it to come from a perfume shop on the same level as us; naturally, venlil were not to be found inside.
We passed a fountain where a couple sat on the edge, their tails twined together as they giggled and flirted. I turned and caught Nampi watching them as well, though she awkwardly returned to sucking the remains of her meal from her claws when we made eye contact. Her ears lifted when I raised a wing to signal to the store we were going to stop at first.
“Platinum Paw, The Greatest Fashion Emporium For Everyone!”
The title alone was painfully cliche, taken to the tenth power by the brightly lit store taking up three department slots. Despite the flashy exterior, though, it was the best place to shop for belts, brooches, and bracelets alike. Customers who looked like they earned my yearly salary in a week browsed the higher end brands while I brought my friend to the section I wanted to show her.
Her ears were held up as we stood together next to a shelf chock full of fashionable bags and bandoliers of every variety.
“Pick one,” I told her.
Nampi's ears shot to a straight pose in surprise, “Any?”
“Within reason. I've got a few extra credits to blow and I know nobody better to spend it on.”
With an inviting headtilt, I let Nampi peruse the shelves at her leisure. Her lips pursed together and her tail flicked with glee as she fingered at every piece that caught her eye. I chuckled at her outburst of enthusiasm while turning to find my own items to gloss over.
A breeze from outside nipped at my beak while I considered what I’d like to purchase. The place dripped with an atmosphere of faux hospitality, from the bright blue-stained floorboards to the radio prattling off advertisements in a sickeningly sweet tone to the faint, fruity aroma of scented cleaner. It was oppressive as only a fissan-owned company could be to the senses.
What I wouldn’t pay to see how a human would fare in such an environment.
I knew they were social creatures at least, but I had no doubt that the predatory senses of a human, so honed to hunting, would get overstimulated in this center of gaudy indulgence. Knowing I was something of a predator myself made me sympathize provided that even I had to squint to keep the pale lights inside from searing my eyes. I could only imagine how the arboreal eyes of a Terran would fare. I was so lost in thought imagining how lost the Terrans would be that I could almost ignore the obnoxious giggling and metallic rattling coming from behind me.
Risking a peek at the source, into my sight came a pair of venlil, one a male carrying a pair of bags as well as a couple more strapped to his belt. The bored expression in his eyes was not one of a man who was in high spirits. The other venlil was a woman who was the source of the noise.
Her mottled gray pelt was accented by a tasteful belt design, free of almost any practical functions but not flashy or excessive in garnishment either. At least, that’s what I would say, were it not for the braid of beads that dangled on the belt, jingling with each bounce of the lively woman’s stride. It was clear that such a gaudy accessory was intended to draw attention to her, though why was a mystery. Certainly, the shiny braids seemed designed as decoration first and practical second.
She turned about and I faced back to my browsing before she could catch me staring. Nampi was nowhere in sight, though I figured she was somewhere behind the shelf, sifting through every accessory on the section I'd suggested.
Clink.
Something pelted to my immediate right. I tilted my head to spot a tree nut shell clattering to the floor. Without being able to guess where it came from, I had to wonder what could've launched it over this way. Even with my keen eyesight, nobody in the crowd seemed to be a suspect.
Clink.
Another shell pelted my vicinity, ricocheting off of the floor and hitting the shelf I was standing next to. I ruffled my feathers in frustration - clearly, someone was trying to get my attention, though I couldn't make out who it was. Out of the corner of my vision, the woman from before eyed me curiously as I looked about, though I wasn't interested in engaging with her.
Thwack.
One more shell came flying and, unfortunately, the aim on this one was true, nailing me on the beak. Irritated, I stormed out of the store to find the source of the instigator. I scanned over the bodies to find anyone who could've been responsible for this indignity, eventually concluding that it came from the dining area across the walkway.
Whoever was responsible was in for an earful and I was already structuring which of the offender's family members would be acceptable as fodder for stray words. As I approached, I found the tables were mostly empty save for one, which made my heart begin to drop as I met eyes with the only occupant. Suddenly, I was much less inclined to hurl insults.
“Oh, hi there!” Qitel called out in a sickly sweet tone. “Come, take a seat! We have much to discuss!”
The Exterminator clutched a bag of tree nuts in his claws, a pile of discarded shells already gathered on the table next to him. He grabbed another as I approached, effortlessly prying the shell in half between two claws and tossed the contents into his mouth. “Good protein, these,” he commented as I sat down.
“Must be for that good arm you've got there,” I mumbled. I caught sight of a couple of bags beneath his chair, seemingly from one of the tech stores contained within the center.
“Bah, it's guesswork. So how are you? I haven't heard from you since we worked together!”
“I was just spending time with a friend, shopping and enjoying my time off.”
“Your time off? Oh, am I interrupting something?”
His snide tone irked me, though now wasn’t the time for interjections. “You are, Qitel,” I replied with no shortage of vitriol in my tone. “But I see no harm in chatting for a bit.”
“Good, because I have some merchandise”- he reached into his belt pocket and deposited a couple of items onto the table -“and you’re just the person to look into it, human sympathizer.”
I drew a terse breath in shock, but my worries were quelled when I considered that if Qitel had the power to do anything about it, he would’ve done so instead of approaching me so discreetly. A glance down at the item on the table showed that he was presenting what looked to be a tracker as well as a personal drive. “Found in the garbage,” he told me.
“The guild resorts to dumpster diving when they already have such a bloated budget now?”
“No, featherbrain, I have decided to keep this for myself. These items were found together, sealed in a plastic pouch, and placed in a garbage bin. The city has bans against electronics being placed into public bins, and so I was curious why this wound up in there. Managed to get my coworker, a techie, to crack it open and…”
Qitel reached into his belt again, glowering at me with the same condescending gaze he’d given me when I first saw his face. He seemed to revel in digging for the item as slowly as possible to waste my time. Finally, he found whatever he was looking for and revealed it as a printed piece of paper, folded into eighths. The snobby yotul threw the unfurled paper on the table and rolled it toward me.
I craned my neck to look at the parchment, though I was immediately perplexed by the text on it; it appeared to be some sort of form, going by the boxes with words on the inside, followed by blank lines. “Found on the drive, here,” Qitel told me, jabbing a claw to the storage. “Translator shows it as Terran writing.”
Drawing my holopad from my satchel, I held it over the paper with the translator to get an understanding. Surely enough, the language on it came up positive as a variant of Terran writing and I was affirmed in it being a form of some sort based on the wording of the text. The boxes seemed like an odd sort of job application, asking for the typical name, contacts, and prior work experiences, but quickly took a strange turn as it began asking for where their home on Earth was prior to arrival, what family they had on Venlil Prime if any, and where they worked, implying that they were seeking individuals who were already employed.
I knew little about human employment methods, but I didn’t imagine that sourcing individuals from other jobs was the most efficient way to gain a workforce. Terran service industries already dotted the planet while many humans also found work in local environments. So what was the angle that the creator of this application was going for?
Most concerningly was that the paper had no insignia, identifying marks, or noted address to return the form to. “And where did you find it again?”
“In the garbage, alongside this intact tracker that was activated at the time of recovery. Y’know, when I was dumpster diving. Text on the document showed it was addressed to one ‘Choctaw Nexus’.”
“A pseudonym of some sort?”
“Clearly. Short sorting through the archives shows the first name traces back to the group out east - perhaps you've heard about them. How the name and the items we have here are connected is beyond my understanding, but-”
“Well, this has been an absolutely riveting discussion about your collection of trash, Qitel,” I told him as I stood up to leave. “But this really sounds like an issue to be resolved by your fellow guildsmen.”
The sound of another shell splitting rang out as I turned away.
“I'm not through talking with you, predator.”
The sting as a piece nailed me in the back of the head prompted me to whirl back around, sticking my beak in the insolent yotul's snout. “Perhaps you've forgotten, little man,” I cooed in an equally bittersweet tone to the one he gave me before. “The krakotl never had a problem with settling issues the old-fashioned way before the interview. Try me and find out why I'm in the line of work I am.”
“Oh, we wouldn't want that in such a"- he waved his paw to a group of passersby who had stopped to gawk at my display -”public forum. Please, contain yourself.”
I had to force the feathers on my back to settle and I raised my head away from him. “What else is it you wanted, then?”
“Well, I'd appreciate if you took this merchandise off my paws,” he told me as he brushed the electronics and printout toward me.
“Why would I do that?”
“Because you're closer to the humans than I'd ever care to be, and may be able to find out who this Choctaw Nexus is. Something about the package just feels… off. And I know when to trust my feelings. Besides, we both know that you know where Tac is, don't we?”
“I don't-”
“We have videographic evidence that you conspired with a human - of the aforementioned squatters, no less - and let the kid escape. You're not as sneaky as you think, and if we find this ‘Choctaw Nexus’ turns out to be a bad actor that can be traced back to them - and by extension, you - well, there’d be no talking down my boss from having you dealt with. By helping me find out who this is, you may yet be able to clear your name of any wrongdoing.”
I clenched my beak tightly to maintain a straight face. Qitel stood up with a flourish and discarded the bag he was carrying in a bin.
“See, the krakotl were never special for using threats and bullying to get results. It's because you were good at killing predators,” he jeered. “Now, if you don't mind, this primitive has appointments to attend to… old lady who got trampled courtesy of the humans and all. You stay out of trouble, Hileen, and stay in touch.”
The self-assured marsupial melded into the crowd in a matter of seconds, leaving me with a table containing dumpster trophies and a pile of shells. Reluctantly, I swept the shells into my wing and dumped them into the bin before gathering the other two items he'd left me and stuffing them into my bag. I'd been gone from Nampi long enough and she would notice my absence before long.
Crossing the walkway again, I could spot from where I stood that Nampi was indeed still in the Platinum Paw. I approached, and soon I found that while she didn't seem to have noticed me stepping away, she was definitely in a soured mood based on the sagging of her ears and tail. With my talons clacking on the floorboards, I hustled to her side and her mood chippered up ever so slightly as she heard me approach.
I chimed in, “Find anything?”
“Everything. I want everything, Red, and I can't decide on what I want. They all just look so great!”
From behind, a voice called out, “Nampi!”
We both jumped at the exclamation and turned about to spot the venlil lady I'd seen before spring from behind the shelf. The man poked his head from behind the shelf too, though less enthusiastically and with yet another bag in his clutches. My friend's eyes widened in surprise with her tail and ears perking up in kind. With a light in her eyes, she exclaimed, “Nalek!”
The two embraced with shrill squeals and laughter as Nalek's accompaniment and I traded awkward glances.
“It's been too long!”
“You never stayed in contact!”
The women exchanged giddy greetings and the pompous stranger turned to me, leering over me as though she was sizing me up.
“Who's your friend here?”
“Oh she's actually my-...”
Nampi paused for a moment, looking back to me.
“Yeah, she's a friend.”
“A friend,” Nalek repeated while her eyes flicked between Nampi and I. “Right.”
Somehow, I get the impression that that was judgemental.
“I'm Hileen, by the way,” I chirped, “if names are to be exchanged.”
“Hileen, that's a lovely name! And such plumage to match, it's a wonder you aren't swarmed by suitors!”
Internally, I groaned at the notion. The idea of being approached by someone to state their interest in me made me queasy, to say the least. Thankfully, I never had that issue growing up as most of the other drakes in school were too busy chasing girls who didn't have a lousy pigmentation mutation such as myself.
“I'm flattered,” I told Nalek before turning to the man whose name had yet to be introduced. “May we get your name?”
“Sask.”
His response was succinct and tonally flat, though there was a brief silence as I expected him to elaborate. Nalek's beads jingled as she lashed him on the calf with her tail.
“I'm Sask, Nalek's fiancée,” he added, throwing her a look to see if she was satisfied.
Nampi gasped with her paws over her snout. “Fiancée! Nalek, you're getting married and you never even told me!”
“Well, I felt a little guilty since it technically broke our pact we made when we were pups. You remember that?”
“Of course! Why wouldn’t I? ‘Let she who bonds through betrothal first be cast out unto the world for all to admonish her!’”
Sask and I both gave inquisitive expressions. “You two spoke like that as pups?” Sask asked.
“Well, I'm paraphrasing,” Nampi admitted with a playful ear waggle. “But you get the gist.”
“Indeed, they do, sweet Nampi. Now, may I ask what you're doing bringing your avian friend here into this store on this fine claw?”
“Oh, no no, she's the one treating me! Isn't that right, Red?”
I saw her tail twitch and was sure it took restraint not to tickle my neck with it as we stood before her old friend.
“She's been a good friend,” I explained. “So I wanted to reverse the roles for once and treat her to something myself.”
Nampi skipped over to me and wrapped her arm around me, glancing back to her old friend. “See? We'd all be so lucky to have a… friend like her.”
“So I've witnessed. But perhaps you're a bit stuck, as I've seen you prancing up and down these aisles for a while, no? Maybe you don't know what you want?”
“Nalek, you know I've never been good about making my mind up.”
“Some things never change, you ditz. Tell you what: you and Sask go find us a seat and we can catch up all we'd like when we're not taking up aisle space, yes? So shoo! I'll help Hileen here pick one out for you!”
With a bored grunt, Sask made off with the goods he had strapped to himself, followed by Nampi who gave me one more playful tail flick before dashing off into the crowd. I looked back to the mottled snout of Nalek who watched her friend wander off with a wistful glance.
“She was my first, you know.”
“Your what now.”
“Love. Way back when we were growing from pups into young adults back in private education, we explored much together. We saw each other through a lot, including the less savory parts of finding a mate. When Nampi realized it wasn't the boys she was into, she turned to me, and I offered my hand as her stalwart companion… to a point.”
“You weren't interested in her the same way?”
“I'd grown up seeing her as a sister of sorts, so ultimately, when we split it off, we stayed close as friends and she never seemed to be bothered by it. She struggled to find others in school who had the same interests as herself, but she never fussed about it.”
Nalek's claws browsed over a set of pouched bandoliers made with intricate embroidering. “Have you two… spent the night together? Alone?”
Spiritually, I reeled from the inquiry. The whiplash from that question was equitable to being smacked by a human. “Wha- why? How's that pertinent to the subject at hand?”
“That sounds like a ‘yes’ to me,” she purred with a smug glance my way.
I didn't need to begin to list the different ways such a question was violating to our privacy, and yet this woman was treating it like a game.
“Not really your concern, ma'am.”
Nalek chuckled as she picked out one of the bandoliers and inspected it with her claws. “I'd like to think that she and I still have that old connection, despite everything. And to that end, I know that she's no slag and doesn't trust easy. To see her be so vulnerable around you and to talk so highly of someone who's clearly below her income level as a predator…”
She stretched the bandolier out to appreciate the design in its entirety.
“Well, that's something special. Here"- she foisted the accessory into my wings as I stood gobsmacked -"this just screams her name.”
“This is, like, double my budget.”
“Love don't come cheap, darling. You wanna see good things happen, sometimes you've gotta step out of your comfort zone and grasp for it!”
“I'm being lectured by a rich woman on finances.”
“It's a philosophy that goes beyond money, ‘Red.’ The humans have a saying, in their horrendously predatory nomenclature, that contains a kernel of truth: ‘you miss every shot you don't take’.”
Yep, that's definitely a human phrase.
Nalek's steely braid rattled with every flick of the tail as we proceeded through the checkout.
“You want things to change between you and her?” she continued. “Don't just wait for it to happen.”
She let the conversation rest there as we finished the purchase, possibly to let me recuperate mentally from the damage done to my account. Outside, we found our respective partners sitting at a table with Sask looking up in boredom as Nampi chatted away, though she immediately shut up and turned to me with excited flicks of her tail as she saw what I was carrying.
I held it toward her and she happily shot to her feet, effortlessly removing the tags with her claws and clipping it to her belt. Nalek clapped and waggled her tail as the giddy lady did a whirl about to let us admire the accessory. While I'd have preferred one with pockets to give it a more practical use, I decided to let Nalek have the victory as our mutual friend clearly enjoyed it.
The rest of the paw was a blur as the two friends chatted without end until Sask eventually reminded his betrothed that they had a schedule to attend to. Though Nalek offered to call us a taxi home as a gesture of kindness, I saw through her ruse to determine that she was trying to pull a fast one on me - the clever ear flick she gave as we boarded the automated vehicle sold it for me.
We sat in the seats as the vehicle took the express ride home.
Nampi cleared her throat before she spoke, “Thank you for taking some time to spend with me, I know you've had a lot less free time as of late.”
“It's a prison of my own design, if I must be honest. A feedback loop of working a job that doesn't guarantee a paycheck to pay for rent that keeps going up, and thus needing to work more.”
The venlil giggled and chided me, “You really should've stayed in university.”
“There's a lotta 'should haves’ that've led me to this point. No use wondering what could have been.”
“There's always a use for wondering what could have been, Hileen.”
She wrapped an arm around my shoulder.
“Every decision I make, I always wonder what I could've done differently that it'd have turned out better,” she explained as she waved her free paw to the sky. “It's how you grow as a person, Red.”
Her silky pelt felt heavenly in contrast to the chilly air from outside, making it hard to let her words sink in.
“You rich types seem chock full of philosophy. I wonder if I'll become a brooding orator when I get some cash to my name.”
The cab filled with laughter as we veered around the final corner to my neighborhood, as it was the closest stop. The door popped open accompanied by a chime from the drone, signaling for me to depart.
But before my talons could even hit the pavement, I felt Nampi's scrawny arms wrap around my waist and she let out a pitiful mewl again.
“You don't need to get off here,” she told me with a pouty expression. “We can spend the rest of the paw at my place.”
“I'd love it, but I need to water my plants and get the month's bills sorted before they're due. Again.”
One claw at a time, I plucked her paws from around my waist and the childish venlil conceded, giving me another ear waggle as I departed. “I'll see you tomorrow?” I asked her.
“If you still have eyes by then, then you can bet your ass!”
“I still don't gamble.”
“You'll come around to it eventually.”
I shut the door to the taxi and watched as it carted away the one venlil who I ever truly felt on the same wavelength as. Fiddling with the lock felt like more of a chore than usual at this time as I felt a little voice tugging at the back of my head.
“You miss every shot you don't take.”
The lock felt jammed as I began to jiggle it more vigorously with the electric key. Either the RFID or NFC readers were messed up, as the lock refused to accept my key. I looked up and down the street, though Nampi was now long gone for me to rescind my earlier rejection.
“Every decision I make, I wonder what I could've done differently.”
The door rattled as I grew more and more infuriated with the lock. Qitel's smug expression as he threatened me so boldly in public played back in my head, and I wondered what would've happened had I decided to go through with insulting his mother. Better yet, I wondered what could've been had I not backed down in the face of his unflinching confidence.
Bzzt. The lock rejected my key again.
“Raagh! You fucking useless hunk of junk!”
I squawked in anger and kicked against the door, careless of the consequences of having Markol back down here to admonish another of his tenants for causing a ruckus. The walls were surprisingly sturdy for how ineffective the venlil architecture looked on the surface and I reeled back in pain as my leg throbbed.
Click.
I looked to my left to see that it wasn't my door that came open, but that of the twins. The door cracked open ever so slightly, no doubt nudged by the force of my tirade and I sighed. Nobody was expected to be home at this time, with Vili being away and Luka leaving early to get a head start.
Luka had been given a stern talking-to by the landlord for allowing one of those cats into his apartment through neglect, and I was disappointed that he seemed to have not learned his lesson this time. In fact, it seemed he hadn't even thought to lock the door this time.
I took it upon myself to shut the door for him before turning back to my own apartment door. Grasping the key with one talon, I turned it ever so gently, though the lock still refused to give in.
With a bit more force, the torsion applied to the key felt as though it should've snapped it by now. Markol sure didn't waste any expense for the security for this place, doubtlessly as a result of his history in electronic security, but I wished now that he had provided a way in that didn't rely on privately sourced locks.
Considering my options as I stood trapped outside, I realized that I had never gotten around to paying for a new lock for Tadi. I'd considered contacting her to inform her that Tac had made it out of town safely, but that'd involve also telling her that her son was now in the care of humans, as if that was a better outcome to her.
Stepping out front, I realized that there was one more option I hadn't considered: my window. I usually forgot to lock it after I was through letting air circulate and I was silently grateful to myself for this absentmindedness now more than ever. Sticking a foot on the threshold, I lifted myself in a way that'd allow me to have leverage to force the window open.
The window made me fight for every inch, but I felt a strange satisfaction as it slowly opened up into an entrance that I could squeeze my way through. I let out a sigh as my talons clicked against the cool floor and slid the window shut.
I laid my satchel on the couch and turned back to the door, ready to unleash my fury on the disobedient object. But as I reached for the lock to manually open the door, I noted that the lights on the RFID interface both flashed at once, blinking erratically. Red and green flickered without rhyme or reason, indicating that it was both active and inactive.
As pretty as the colors were, I now knew that Markol's locks were not as reliable as he had touted them about: typically, such would not occur unless the device was damaged deliberately, and yet nothing indicated that I'd had uninvited guests. One could pray that those cats didn't secretly know how to cobble together an ECM jammer, but my personal wager was on faulty equipment.
Settling in, I browsed my favorite soaps on the television. For what was intended to be a day of relaxation and show of affection for a friend, I found myself rather wound up over all the things that added up. Couples threw around flowery words and swooned over one another on screen as I felt the tension diffuse. My holopad rang and I turned it over to spot that Nampi was informing me that she'd arrived home safely.
>>> Feels empty here, all alone.
She made sure to drive the point home with a sticker of a venlil making a pouty expression.
Next time, I thought to myself, I'll get it right for you, Nampi.
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Up for sale is a Shirogorov Knives - Igor Oleinikov Quantum “Solar System” I purchased from Recon1. Never cut, never carried. Every once in a blue moon I take it out of the case to make sure it didn’t disappear. Perfect centering. I cannot find any flaws to speak of.
As you can see in the photos, the box has a crease that occurred during shipping. I contacted R1 the day I received the knife and asked if they could send me a new Shiro box but they wouldn’t and instead blamed USPS (even though they packed it like it was a $20 knife in a basic priority mailer box).
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Only trades I’m interested in would be a milled-blade North Arm Skaha + cash, or a Bark River Golok + cash.
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I am moving and want to liquidate a few items! Shipping is not included in the prices.
Echo 1 E90 w/ Wolverine INFERNO (yes that’s correct) 400$ Comes as pictured. Was built directly by Wolverine many years ago. They made a few custom offset inferno engines and one is in this gun. Has a gen 1 FCU. Shoots alright, but will need some love as the gun is a little old, and I don’t want to mess with it.
Toolbox of internal parts - 100$. Comes as pictured. I don’t do much tech work nowadays and this has served me well over the years. Includes the toolbox and all parts inside. I’m not going to itemize this, as it would take hours, but has multiple sets of VFC gears, motors, etc. I know there’s a cyma platinum compression set as well in there
Toolbox of external parts - 70$. Has multiple gearbox shells, an ASL lower, a VFC 4in rail system and outer barrel, etc.
HPA ready G&P mk18 receiver and VLTOR style body set - 150$. G&P used to make mk18s and they were really high quality. I had an HPA engine in this but swapped it to my Stoner 63. Has a gearbox shell in it, with a set screw drilled for alignment. I also have a pistol grip and buffer tube I’ll throw in for whoever buys this. These things are getting rare!
WE 888c (416c) stock for GBBR - 70$. Imported from Hong Kong. These things are sweet. I’ve never put this on a gun. In fact I only removed it from the original packaging for the photo. Works perfectly as it’s sat in a box for 4 months since I got it
Dummy nods and mount - 25$. Dummy nods. Look cool for photos. No functionality. Will come with a mount.
FAB Defense R.A.P.S C stock -160$. Real steel stock. Works great. They’re 230$ new.
EMG suppressor - SOLD
B&T suppressor - 30$. Got it in a trade. Never use it. Works great. Slides over birdcage style flash hider
Wolverine elongated wiring harness. 20$. Bought it for my MCX but ended up trading it. Brand new and never taken out of the packaging
Ares Ameoba stock. 25$. No idea how this came into my collection, but I have no use for it. Works fine
Unknown suppressor - 20$. Got it in a trade and had it on an A&K mk12. Thing works as intended.
ARP9 highcap mag. 20$. Got it with an ARP9 I ripped the engine out of and sold the body. Works great.
12in barrel extension. 15$. This thing is LONG. Cool little part. I’ve had it for years and just don’t have anything I wanna put it on.
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This week, TSM PUBG is competing in the PUBG Global Series 2024 Phase 3, a LAN event happening in Shanghai, China from Monday, May 20 to Saturday, May 26. After finishing 2nd at the PUBG Americas Series Phase 3, this roster became one of the 24 teams competing for the $300,000 prize pool and PGS Points to qualify for the PUBG Global Championship 2024 in December. The same teams are also qualified for the PUBG Global Series 2024 Phase 4, also in Shanghai a few weeks from now.
Last week, TSM announced that they had signed the roster of Shoot To Kill, featuring aLOW, luke12, PurdyKurty, sparkingg, and coach woo1y. If some of these names sound familiar, that’s because TSM signed Shoot To Kill for their previous PUBG roster, which lasted from May 2021 too February 2022 and also had aLow, luke12, and PurdyKurty. The current version of the roster isn’t expected to be a world-beater, but they have been on the rise since sparkingg and luke12 were added last December, and are generally estimated to at least be middle of the pack.
For the format, the 24 teams are split into three groups of eight teams each. Each group plays every other group once in a match of six rounds each, earning points based on placement and kills. These points are totaled up at the end of the group stage, and the bottom eight are eliminated, while the top sixteen advance to the finals. The finals are a three-day gauntlet of eighteen rounds (six per day), again with teams earning points for placement and kills, and the teams are given their final placement based on their ranking at the end of the finals.
TSM is in Group B, meaning they have the following match days:

• vs Group A: Monday, May 20 at 6 PM CST (China Standard Time) / 6 AM EDT (Eastern Daylight Time)
  
• vs Group C: Tuesday, May 21 at 6 PM CST / 6 AM EDT
  

The Finals are scheduled as such:

• Day 1 (Rounds 1-6): Friday, May 24 at 6 PM CST / 6 AM EDT
  
• Day 2 (Rounds 7-12): Saturday, May 25 at 6 PM CST / 6 AM EDT
  
• Day 3 (Rounds 13-18): Sunday, May 26 at 6 PM CST / 6 AM EDT
  

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Timestamp: https://imgur.com/a/4jzUKZS
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Serial: https://imgur.com/a/UKArDNt
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Happy Sunday, got a bunch of Sig stuff I have for sale or trade.
Price issue? Question? Offer? PM me.
All prices are shipped.
Sig Tango MSR 1-10 FFP in Coyote. LNIB. - $525
Romeo 1 pro, little salt - $250
P320 M17 complete slide, little salt from shooting - $350
P320 M17 threaded barrel, has LCI cutout, 1/2x28 - $160
P320 M17 21 Round magazines in coyote - $35 each, less if buying both
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Game 1

Athletics @ Royals - Fri, May 17

Game Status: Final - Score: 6-2 Royals

Links & Info

• MLB Gameday
• Game Graphs
• Savant Gamefeed

	Athletics Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Toro - LF	4	1	2	0	0	0	0	.293	.343	.446
2	Bleday - CF	4	0	1	0	0	0	2	.242	.320	.427
3	Rooker - DH	4	0	0	0	0	3	3	.272	.355	.568
4	Langeliers - C	2	1	1	2	2	1	0	.222	.285	.519
5	Gelof - 2B	4	0	0	0	0	2	3	.181	.246	.305
6	Davis, J - 1B	3	0	0	0	0	1	1	.193	.237	.307
7	Schuemann - SS	3	0	0	0	0	0	0	.219	.320	.359
8	Nevin - RF	2	0	0	0	1	0	0	.231	.316	.359
9	Harris, B - 3B	3	0	0	0	0	3	1	.128	.314	.359
	Totals	29	2	4	2	3	10	10

Athletics
BATTING: 2B: Bleday (12, Ragans). HR: Langeliers (10, 9th inning off Sauer, 1 on, 2 out). TB: Bleday 2; Langeliers 4; Toro 2. RBI: Langeliers 2 (26). 2-out RBI: Langeliers 2. Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Gelof. GIDP: Davis, J. Team RISP: 0-for-2. Team LOB: 3.

	Royals Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Garcia, M - 3B	5	1	1	3	0	1	3	.238	.286	.381
2	Witt Jr. - SS	5	1	1	0	0	1	2	.291	.355	.497
3	Pasquantino - 1B	4	0	0	0	0	2	2	.230	.311	.408
4	Perez, S - C	3	1	3	1	1	0	0	.335	.403	.557
	Fermin - C	0	0	0	0	0	0	0	.258	.310	.333
5	Massey - 2B	4	1	3	2	0	0	1	.259	.261	.447
6	Velázquez - DH	4	0	0	0	0	0	4	.220	.284	.350
7	Melendez - LF	3	1	1	0	1	1	2	.180	.238	.353
8	Renfroe - RF	4	0	1	0	0	0	1	.157	.227	.256
9	Isbel - CF	3	1	1	0	1	0	3	.216	.260	.336
	Totals	35	6	11	6	3	5	18

Royals
BATTING: 2B: Witt Jr. (12, Spence); Melendez (7, Spence); Perez, S (11, Bielak). HR: Massey (4, 6th inning off Adams, 1 on, 0 out); Garcia, M (5, 6th inning off Bielak, 2 on, 2 out). TB: Garcia, M 4; Isbel; Massey 6; Melendez 2; Perez, S 4; Renfroe; Witt Jr. 2. RBI: Garcia, M 3 (28); Massey 2 (18); Perez, S (34). 2-out RBI: Perez, S; Garcia, M 3. Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Melendez; Velázquez; Garcia, M; Pasquantino. Team RISP: 3-for-13. Team LOB: 8.
FIELDING: Pickoffs: Ragans (Toro at 1st base). DP: (Witt Jr.-Massey-Pasquantino).

Athletics Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Spence (L, 3-2)	4.2	5	1	1	1	4	0	77-51	3.90
McFarland	0.1	0	0	0	0	0	0	2-2	4.50
Adams	0.1	1	3	3	2	0	1	23-11	3.00
Bielak	2.2	5	2	2	0	1	1	42-27	5.85
Totals	8.0	11	6	6	3	5	2

Royals Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Ragans (W, 3-3)	7.0	2	0	0	2	7	0	94-62	3.70
Stratton, C	1.0	0	0	0	1	2	0	16-9	5.30
Sauer	1.0	2	2	2	0	1	1	24-16	6.46
Totals	9.0	4	2	2	3	10	1

Game Info
WP: Spence.
Pitches-strikes: Spence 77-51; McFarland 2-2; Adams 23-11; Bielak 42-27; Ragans 94-62; Stratton, C 16-9; Sauer 24-16.
Groundouts-flyouts: Spence 6-2; McFarland 1-0; Adams 0-1; Bielak 3-2; Ragans 5-7; Stratton, C 0-1; Sauer 1-1.
Batters faced: Spence 20; McFarland 1; Adams 4; Bielak 13; Ragans 23; Stratton, C 4; Sauer 5.
Inherited runners-scored: McFarland 1-0; Bielak 1-1.
Umpires: HP: Gabe Morales. 1B: Ryan Additon. 2B: Brian Knight. 3B: Chris Guccione.
Weather: 78 degrees, Clear.
Wind: 7 mph, L To R.
First pitch: 6:40 PM.
T: 2:27.
Att: 24,585.
Venue: Kauffman Stadium.
May 17, 2024

Inning	Scoring Play	Score
Bottom 1	Royals challenged (play at 1st), call on the field was overturned: Salvador Perez singles on a ground ball to third baseman Brett Harris. Bobby Witt Jr. scores.	1-0 KC
Bottom 6	Michael Massey homers (4) on a fly ball to right field. Salvador Perez scores.	3-0 KC
Bottom 6	Maikel Garcia homers (5) on a fly ball to left center field. MJ Melendez scores. Kyle Isbel scores.	6-0 KC
Top 9	Shea Langeliers homers (10) on a fly ball to center field. Abraham Toro scores.	6-2 KC

Team	Highlight
KC	Salvador Perez's RBI single (00:00:14)
OAK	Mason Miller, fan share moment (00:01:07)
KC	Michael Massey's two-run home run (4) (00:00:27)
KC	Maikel Garcia's three-run homer (5) (00:00:29)
OAK	Mitch Spence fans four in first Major League start (00:01:01)
KC	Cole Ragans K's seven in seven scoreless innings (00:01:40)
OAK	Shea Langeliers' two-run home run (10) (00:00:29)
KC	Matt Sauer seals the Royals' 6-2 win (00:00:28)
KC	Salvador Perez's three-hit game (00:01:14)
KC	2014 Royals on memories of the season, more (00:24:15)

	1	2	3	4	5	6	7	8	9		R	H	E	LOB
Athletics	0	0	0	0	0	0	0	0	2		2	4	0	3
Royals	1	0	0	0	0	5	0	0			6	11	0	8

Decisions

• Winner: Cole Ragans (3-3, 3.70)
• Loser: Mitch Spence (3-2, 3.90)

Game 2

Athletics @ Royals - Sat, May 18

Game Status: Final - Score: 5-3 Royals

Links & Info

• MLB Gameday
• Game Graphs
• Savant Gamefeed

	Athletics Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Toro - 3B	4	1	2	0	1	0	3	.298	.351	.447
2	Bleday - CF	5	0	1	0	0	2	4	.241	.317	.420
3	Rooker - DH	5	0	2	1	0	3	3	.277	.356	.562
4	Langeliers - C	4	0	1	0	0	1	4	.223	.284	.518
5	Soderstrom - 1B	3	0	0	0	0	2	2	.280	.357	.480
	a-Nevin - RF	1	0	0	0	0	0	0	.229	.313	.356
6	Gelof - 2B	4	1	1	0	0	2	1	.183	.246	.312
7	Brown, S - RF	3	1	1	2	0	1	2	.179	.233	.313
	b-Davis, J - 1B	1	0	0	0	0	0	0	.191	.234	.303
8	Schuemann - SS	4	0	2	0	0	0	0	.235	.329	.368
9	Ruiz, E - LF	3	0	0	0	0	2	1	.200	.270	.382
	c-McCann - PH	1	0	1	0	0	0	0	.333	.404	.571
	1-Harris, B - PR	0	0	0	0	0	0	0	.128	.314	.359
	Totals	38	3	11	3	1	13	20

Athletics
a-Grounded out for Soderstrom in the 8th. b-Grounded out for Brown, S in the 8th. c-Singled for Ruiz, E in the 9th. 1-Ran for McCann in the 9th.
BATTING: 2B: Gelof (3, Lugo, S); Langeliers (7, Lugo, S). HR: Brown, S (4, 2nd inning off Lugo, S, 1 on, 1 out). TB: Bleday; Brown, S 4; Gelof 2; Langeliers 2; McCann; Rooker 2; Schuemann 2; Toro 2. RBI: Brown, S 2 (11); Rooker (29). 2-out RBI: Rooker. Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Soderstrom; Brown, S; Rooker; Langeliers. Team RISP: 2-for-8. Team LOB: 9.
FIELDING: DP: (Schuemann-Soderstrom).

	Royals Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Garcia, M - 3B	4	2	2	0	0	1	0	.243	.290	.389
2	Witt Jr. - SS	4	1	1	0	0	0	1	.290	.353	.492
3	Pasquantino - 1B	4	0	1	1	0	0	2	.231	.309	.404
4	Perez, S - C	4	0	1	2	0	1	1	.333	.400	.549
5	Massey - DH	4	1	2	0	0	0	0	.270	.272	.461
6	Velázquez - RF	4	0	2	1	0	1	2	.228	.290	.354
	1-Blanco - RF	0	0	0	0	0	0	0	.293	.356	.439
7	Melendez - LF	4	0	1	0	0	1	4	.182	.238	.358
8	Frazier - 2B	3	0	0	0	0	0	1	.187	.295	.253
9	Isbel - CF	3	1	1	1	0	0	0	.218	.262	.361
	Totals	34	5	11	5	0	4	11

Royals
1-Ran for Velázquez in the 8th.
BATTING: 2B: Melendez (8, Stripling); Garcia, M (10, Stripling); Massey (5, Stripling). HR: Isbel (4, 7th inning off Erceg, 0 on, 0 out). TB: Garcia, M 3; Isbel 4; Massey 3; Melendez 2; Pasquantino; Perez, S; Velázquez 2; Witt Jr. RBI: Isbel (12); Pasquantino (26); Perez, S 2 (36); Velázquez (12). 2-out RBI: Pasquantino. Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Frazier; Melendez. GIDP: Melendez. Team RISP: 3-for-8. Team LOB: 5.
FIELDING: E: Witt Jr. (4, fielding). DP: (Pasquantino).

Athletics Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Stripling (L, 1-8)	5.0	9	4	4	0	2	0	87-62	5.19
McFarland	1.0	0	0	0	0	0	0	6-3	4.26
Erceg	1.0	1	1	1	0	1	1	16-12	3.50
Kelly, M	1.0	1	0	0	0	1	0	11-8	2.88
Totals	8.0	11	5	5	0	4	1

Royals Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Lugo, S (W, 7-1)	5.2	6	2	2	1	10	1	96-66	1.79
Schreiber (H, 11)	1.1	3	1	1	0	0	0	24-17	1.27
Zerpa (H, 7)	1.0	0	0	0	0	1	0	9-6	1.47
McArthur (S, 11)	1.0	2	0	0	0	2	0	17-12	4.35
Totals	9.0	11	3	3	1	13	1

Game Info
Pitches-strikes: Stripling 87-62; McFarland 6-3; Erceg 16-12; Kelly, M 11-8; Lugo, S 96-66; Schreiber 24-17; Zerpa 9-6; McArthur 17-12.
Groundouts-flyouts: Stripling 6-1; McFarland 2-0; Erceg 1-1; Kelly, M 0-2; Lugo, S 5-1; Schreiber 2-1; Zerpa 2-0; McArthur 0-0.
Batters faced: Stripling 24; McFarland 2; Erceg 4; Kelly, M 4; Lugo, S 24; Schreiber 7; Zerpa 3; McArthur 5.
Inherited runners-scored: McFarland 1-0; Schreiber 2-0.
Umpires: HP: Ryan Additon. 1B: Brian Knight. 2B: Chris Guccione. 3B: Gabe Morales.
Weather: 87 degrees, Clear.
Wind: 6 mph, R To L.
First pitch: 6:10 PM.
T: 2:19.
Att: 22,014.
Venue: Kauffman Stadium.
May 18, 2024

Inning	Scoring Play	Score
Bottom 1	Salvador Perez singles on a sharp line drive to left fielder Esteury Ruiz. Maikel Garcia scores. Bobby Witt Jr. scores.	2-0 KC
Top 2	Seth Brown homers (4) on a fly ball to center field. Zack Gelof scores.	2-2
Bottom 5	Vinnie Pasquantino singles on a sharp line drive to right fielder Seth Brown. Maikel Garcia scores.	3-2 KC
Bottom 6	Nelson Velázquez singles on a sharp line drive to center fielder JJ Bleday. Michael Massey scores.	4-2 KC
Top 7	Brent Rooker singles on a ground ball to left fielder MJ Melendez. Abraham Toro scores. JJ Bleday to 2nd.	4-3 KC
Bottom 7	Kyle Isbel homers (4) on a fly ball to center field.	5-3 KC

Team	Highlight
KC	Salvador Perez's two-run single (00:00:17)
OAK	Seth Brown's two-run home run (4) (00:00:23)
KC	Vinnie Pasquantino's RBI single (00:00:16)
KC	Seth Lugo strikes out 10 over 5 2/3 innings (00:00:55)
KC	Nelson Velázquez's RBI single (00:00:21)
OAK	Brent Rooker's RBI single (00:00:15)
KC	Kyle Isbel launches a solo homer (4) (00:00:27)
KC	Seth Lugo's 10th strikeout (00:00:07)
OAK	Ross Stripling strikes out Salvador Perez (00:00:07)
KC	James McArthur secures Royals' 5-3 win (00:00:23)

	1	2	3	4	5	6	7	8	9		R	H	E	LOB
Athletics	0	2	0	0	0	0	1	0	0		3	11	0	9
Royals	2	0	0	0	1	1	1	0			5	11	1	5

Decisions

• Winner: Seth Lugo (7-1, 1.79)
• Loser: Ross Stripling (1-8, 5.19)
• Save: James McArthur (11, 4.35)

Game 3

Athletics @ Royals - Sun, May 19

Game Status: Final - Score: 8-4 Royals

Links & Info

• MLB Gameday
• Game Graphs
• Savant Gamefeed

	Athletics Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Toro - 3B	5	0	1	0	0	1	2	.295	.346	.446
2	Bleday - CF	4	1	2	0	1	0	0	.247	.324	.434
3	Rooker - LF	5	2	2	3	0	0	4	.281	.358	.578
4	Langeliers - DH	5	0	1	0	0	3	1	.222	.281	.507
5	Soderstrom - 1B	5	0	1	1	0	2	1	.267	.333	.467
6	Gelof - 2B	3	0	1	0	1	1	1	.188	.254	.313
7	Brown, S - RF	4	0	1	0	0	2	1	.181	.234	.310
8	Schuemann - SS	3	1	2	0	0	1	2	.254	.349	.380
9	McCann - C	4	0	0	0	0	2	3	.304	.373	.522
	Totals	38	4	11	4	2	12	15

Athletics
BATTING: 2B: Soderstrom (3, Singer); Toro (11, Singer); Bleday 2 (14, Smith, W, Sauer). HR: Rooker (11, 9th inning off Sauer, 2 on, 2 out). TB: Bleday 4; Brown, S; Gelof; Langeliers; Rooker 5; Schuemann 2; Soderstrom 2; Toro 2. RBI: Rooker 3 (32); Soderstrom (4). 2-out RBI: Soderstrom; Rooker 3. Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Schuemann; Rooker 3; Toro; Gelof. Team RISP: 1-for-6. Team LOB: 10.
FIELDING: E: Gelof (3, fielding). DP: 2 (Schuemann-Soderstrom; Soderstrom-Schuemann).

	Royals Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Garcia, M - 3B	4	2	2	2	0	0	0	.249	.294	.402
2	Witt Jr. - SS	3	1	2	2	0	0	0	.296	.356	.511
3	Perez, S - 1B	4	0	2	1	0	1	1	.337	.402	.548
4	Velázquez - DH	4	0	0	0	0	1	3	.221	.282	.344
5	Fermin - C	3	1	2	0	1	0	0	.275	.333	.348
6	Renfroe - RF	3	1	0	0	1	1	3	.153	.228	.250
7	Blanco - LF	3	0	0	0	0	1	0	.273	.333	.409
8	Massey - 2B	2	2	0	0	2	0	1	.264	.281	.451
9	Hampson - CF	1	0	0	0	0	1	0	.255	.296	.294
	a-Pasquantino - PH	1	0	1	3	0	0	0	.236	.313	.420
	1-Isbel - CF	1	1	0	0	0	0	0	.217	.260	.358
	Totals	29	8	9	8	4	5	8

Royals
a-Tripled for Hampson in the 6th. 1-Ran for Pasquantino in the 6th.
BATTING: 2B: Garcia, M 2 (12, Sears, Sears); Witt Jr. (13, Sears). 3B: Witt Jr. (6, Sears); Pasquantino (1, Ferguson, T). TB: Fermin 2; Garcia, M 4; Pasquantino 3; Perez, S 2; Witt Jr. 5. RBI: Garcia, M 2 (30); Pasquantino 3 (29); Perez, S (37); Witt Jr. 2 (25). Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Velázquez. SAC: Blanco; Hampson. SF: Witt Jr. GIDP: Massey; Renfroe. Team RISP: 4-for-8. Team LOB: 4.

Athletics Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Sears (L, 3-3)	4.1	5	4	4	2	4	0	65-44	4.31
Adams	0.2	1	0	0	0	1	0	13-7	2.87
Ferguson, T	1.0	2	4	4	2	0	0	25-16	5.68
Muller	1.0	1	0	0	0	0	0	16-13	3.77
Miller, M	1.0	0	0	0	0	0	0	7-6	0.93
Totals	8.0	9	8	8	4	5	0

Royals Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Singer (W, 4-2)	6.0	6	1	1	1	9	0	89-62	2.70
Smith, W	1.0	1	0	0	0	1	0	16-10	6.75
Anderson, N	1.0	0	0	0	1	1	0	19-11	4.41
Sauer	1.0	4	3	3	0	1	1	20-13	7.71
Totals	9.0	11	4	4	2	12	1

Game Info
IBB: Massey (by Ferguson, T).
HBP: Schuemann (by Singer).
Pitches-strikes: Sears 65-44; Adams 13-7; Ferguson, T 25-16; Muller 16-13; Miller, M 7-6; Singer 89-62; Smith, W 16-10; Anderson, N 19-11; Sauer 20-13.
Groundouts-flyouts: Sears 3-3; Adams 0-1; Ferguson, T 3-0; Muller 1-2; Miller, M 3-0; Singer 6-1; Smith, W 1-0; Anderson, N 1-1; Sauer 0-1.
Batters faced: Sears 19; Adams 3; Ferguson, T 7; Muller 4; Miller, M 3; Singer 26; Smith, W 4; Anderson, N 4; Sauer 7.
Inherited runners-scored: Adams 1-1.
Umpires: HP: Brian Knight. 1B: Chris Guccione. 2B: Gabe Morales. 3B: Ryan Additon.
Weather: 85 degrees, Sunny.
Wind: 7 mph, R To L.
First pitch: 1:11 PM.
T: 2:23.
Att: 20,035.
Venue: Kauffman Stadium.
May 19, 2024

Inning	Scoring Play	Score
Bottom 1	Bobby Witt Jr. doubles (13) on a sharp line drive to left fielder Brent Rooker. Maikel Garcia scores.	1-0 KC
Bottom 1	Salvador Perez singles on a sharp line drive to center fielder JJ Bleday. Bobby Witt Jr. scores.	2-0 KC
Top 4	Tyler Soderstrom doubles (3) on a sharp line drive to center fielder Garrett Hampson. Brent Rooker scores.	2-1 KC
Bottom 5	Maikel Garcia doubles (12) on a fly ball to center fielder JJ Bleday. Michael Massey scores.	3-1 KC
Bottom 5	Bobby Witt Jr. out on a sacrifice fly to center fielder JJ Bleday. Maikel Garcia scores.	4-1 KC
Bottom 6	Vinnie Pasquantino triples (1) on a ground ball to right fielder Seth Brown. Freddy Fermin scores. Hunter Renfroe scores. Michael Massey scores.	7-1 KC
Bottom 6	Maikel Garcia grounds out, third baseman Abraham Toro to first baseman Tyler Soderstrom. Kyle Isbel scores.	8-1 KC
Top 9	Brent Rooker homers (11) on a fly ball to left field. Max Schuemann scores. JJ Bleday scores.	8-4 KC

Team	Highlight
KC	Bobby Witt Jr.'s RBI double (00:00:28)
KC	Salvador Perez's RBI single (00:00:17)
KC	Bobby Witt Jr.'s triple (00:00:30)
OAK	Tyler Soderstrom's RBI double (00:00:28)
KC	Maikel Garcia's RBI double (00:00:29)
KC	Bobby Witt Jr.'s sacrifice fly (00:00:16)
KC	Vinnie Pasquantino's bases-clearing triple (00:00:30)
KC	Maikel Garcia drives in Kyle Isbel (00:00:14)
KC	Brady Singer records nine K's vs. A's (00:01:41)
OAK	Brent Rooker's three-run home run (11) (00:00:28)

	1	2	3	4	5	6	7	8	9		R	H	E	LOB
Athletics	0	0	0	1	0	0	0	0	3		4	11	1	10
Royals	2	0	0	0	2	4	0	0			8	9	0	4

Decisions

• Winner: Brady Singer (4-2, 2.70)
• Loser: JP Sears (3-3, 4.31)

Mets @ Marlins - Sun, May 19

Game Status: Final - Score: 7-3 Mets

Links & Info

• MLB Gameday
• Game Graphs
• Savant Gamefeed

	Mets Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Lindor - SS	4	2	2	0	0	1	1	.197	.273	.355
2	Alonso - 1B	5	0	1	0	0	1	4	.229	.305	.453
3	Nimmo - DH	4	2	1	2	1	2	2	.217	.363	.414
4	Stewart, D - RF	3	1	1	0	0	0	1	.208	.374	.403
	a-Marte, S - RF	1	1	0	0	0	0	1	.265	.315	.376
5	Taylor, T - LF	5	1	2	2	0	2	0	.260	.280	.375
6	Baty - 3B	3	0	1	1	2	0	0	.235	.303	.326
7	McNeil - 2B	5	0	1	0	0	0	6	.238	.315	.306
8	Bader - CF	4	0	2	2	0	2	2	.280	.321	.333
9	Narváez - C	4	0	1	0	0	0	3	.164	.193	.200
	Totals	38	7	12	7	3	8	20

Mets
a-Lined out for Stewart, D in the 7th.
BATTING: 2B: Taylor, T (5, Sánchez, S); Alonso (10, Sánchez, S). HR: Nimmo (7, 9th inning off Bender, 1 on, 2 out). TB: Alonso 2; Bader 2; Baty; Lindor 2; McNeil; Narváez; Nimmo 4; Stewart, D; Taylor, T 3. RBI: Bader 2 (12); Baty (15); Nimmo 2 (29); Taylor, T 2 (16). 2-out RBI: Baty; Bader 2; Nimmo 2. Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Narváez; Stewart, D; Marte, S; McNeil. Team RISP: 4-for-12. Team LOB: 9.

	Marlins Batters	AB	R	H	RBI	BB	K	LOB	AVG	OBP	SLG
1	Chisholm Jr. - CF	4	0	0	0	0	2	1	.254	.330	.424
2	De La Cruz, B - LF	4	0	1	0	0	2	0	.260	.308	.448
3	Bell - DH	4	0	1	0	0	0	1	.229	.313	.369
4	Burger - 1B	4	0	0	0	0	1	1	.171	.205	.286
5	Rivera, E - 3B	1	1	1	0	2	0	0	.210	.301	.235
	a-Gordon - 2B	1	0	0	0	0	1	0	.233	.262	.397
6	Lopez, O - 3B	4	0	2	0	0	1	1	.300	.345	.540
7	Myers - RF	4	1	1	2	0	2	4	.269	.367	.462
8	Bruján - SS	4	0	1	0	0	2	4	.266	.337	.404
9	Bethancourt - C	3	1	1	1	0	0	0	.143	.186	.232
	b-Sánchez, J - PH	1	0	0	0	0	0	1	.222	.277	.294
	Totals	34	3	8	3	2	11	13

Marlins
a-Struck out for Rivera, E in the 8th. b-Flied out for Bethancourt in the 9th.
BATTING: 2B: Bell (7, Manaea). HR: Myers (1, 2nd inning off Manaea, 1 on, 1 out); Bethancourt (1, 7th inning off Diekman, 0 on, 0 out). TB: Bell 2; Bethancourt 4; Bruján; De La Cruz, B; Lopez, O 2; Myers 4; Rivera, E. RBI: Bethancourt (5); Myers 2 (7). Runners left in scoring position, 2 out: Burger; Chisholm Jr.; Bruján 2. Team RISP: 0-for-6. Team LOB: 7.
FIELDING: Outfield assists: De La Cruz, B (Bader at 3rd base).

Mets Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Manaea (W, 3-1)	5.0	5	2	2	1	4	1	95-67	3.11
Reid-Foley (H, 3)	1.0	1	0	0	1	2	0	23-15	1.54
Diekman (H, 4)	1.0	1	1	1	0	1	1	14-10	3.45
Garrett, R (S, 2)	2.0	1	0	0	0	4	0	34-24	0.72
Totals	9.0	8	3	3	2	11	2

Marlins Pitchers	IP	H	R	ER	BB	K	HR	P-S	ERA
Sánchez, S (L, 0-2)	4.0	6	4	4	2	2	0	85-54	6.41
Nardi	1.0	0	0	0	0	2	0	15-11	5.79
Smith, B	1.1	2	0	0	0	1	0	17-14	3.68
Puk	1.1	0	0	0	1	1	0	25-17	7.71
Bender	1.1	4	3	3	0	2	1	22-15	6.52
Totals	9.0	12	7	7	3	8	1

Game Info
WP: Sánchez, S; Puk.
HBP: Lindor (by Sánchez, S); Marte, S (by Bender); Chisholm Jr. (by Diekman).
Pitches-strikes: Manaea 95-67; Reid-Foley 23-15; Diekman 14-10; Garrett, R 34-24; Sánchez, S 85-54; Nardi 15-11; Smith, B 17-14; Puk 25-17; Bender 22-15.
Groundouts-flyouts: Manaea 7-3; Reid-Foley 1-0; Diekman 0-0; Garrett, R 1-1; Sánchez, S 4-4; Nardi 1-0; Smith, B 1-2; Puk 2-0; Bender 2-0.
Batters faced: Manaea 21; Reid-Foley 5; Diekman 4; Garrett, R 7; Sánchez, S 20; Nardi 3; Smith, B 6; Puk 5; Bender 9.
Inherited runners-scored: Puk 1-0; Bender 1-0.
Umpires: HP: Jansen Visconti. 1B: Paul Clemons. 2B: Andy Fletcher. 3B: Mike Muchlinski.
Weather: 72 degrees, Roof Closed.
Wind: 0 mph, None.
First pitch: 1:40 PM.
T: 2:59.
Att: 19,946.
Venue: loanDepot park.
May 19, 2024

Inning	Scoring Play	Score
Top 1	Tyrone Taylor doubles (5) on a sharp line drive to center fielder Jazz Chisholm Jr. Francisco Lindor scores. Brandon Nimmo scores. DJ Stewart to 3rd.	2-0 NYM
Top 1	Harrison Bader singles on a sharp line drive to center fielder Jazz Chisholm Jr. DJ Stewart scores. Tyrone Taylor scores. Brett Baty to 2nd.	4-0 NYM
Bottom 2	Dane Myers homers (1) on a fly ball to left field. Emmanuel Rivera scores.	4-2 NYM
Bottom 7	Christian Bethancourt homers (1) on a fly ball to right field.	4-3 NYM
Top 9	Brandon Nimmo homers (7) on a fly ball to right center field. Francisco Lindor scores.	6-3 NYM
Top 9	Brett Baty singles on a ground ball to right fielder Dane Myers. Starling Marte scores. Tyrone Taylor to 3rd.	7-3 NYM

Team	Highlight
NYM	Tyrone Taylor's two-run double (00:00:26)
NYM	Harrison Bader hits a two-run single (00:00:24)
MIA	Dane Myers' first home run of 2024 (00:00:29)
NYM	Starling Marte makes a sliding catch (00:00:15)
NYM	Brandon Nimmo's two-run home run (7) (00:00:21)
NYM	Brett Baty's RBI single (00:00:20)
NYM	Reed Garrett seals Mets' win vs. Marlins (00:00:21)
NYM	Condensed Game: NYM@MIA - 5/19/24 (00:09:49)
NYM	Field View: Brandon Nimmo's two-run home run (00:00:29)
NYM	Mets vs. Marlins Highlights (00:02:59)

	1	2	3	4	5	6	7	8	9		R	H	E	LOB
Mets	4	0	0	0	0	0	0	0	3		7	12	0	9
Marlins	0	2	0	0	0	0	1	0	0		3	8	0	7

Decisions

• Winner: Sean Manaea (3-1, 3.11)
• Loser: Sixto Sánchez (0-2, 6.41)
• Save: Reed Garrett (2, 0.72)

Division Scoreboard

WSH 5 @ PHI 11 - Final
SD 9 @ ATL 1 - Game Over
Next Mets Game: Mon, May 20, 06:10 PM EDT @ Guardians
^{Last Updated: 05/19/2024 10:07:22 PM EDT}

Memory transcription subject: Captain Sovlin, Federation Fleet Command
Date: [REDACTED]
The force assembled at the outskirts of the Skaven home system was larger than any I had ever seen. It was a rainbow of ships, each decorated with different colors and symbols communicating their allegiances. I kept one eye on the Glorious display of interspecies cooperation as I looked to my first officer.
“Wow Recel.” I said with mirth. “Just… Wow! I know I asked you to bring reinforcements, but did you really have to drag along half the federation?”
Recel didn’t respond right away. He looked past me, out into the infinite void and scratched his head, seemingly deep in thought. But then, he snapped out of it and turned his gaze to me with a proud expression. “It just seemed like the right thing to do sir.”
I couldn’t help but agree. This battle would surely go down in history as one of the federation’s greatest victories, accomplished through the cooperation of the herd. “Indeed.” I simply replied before transmitting to the Fleet. “All hands, Full speed ahead!”
Thrusters lit up across the formation as we advanced, the Skaven homeworld coming into view. The bridge crew was tense, but I didn’t share their worry. As far as I was concerned the battle was already won, superweapon or otherwise.
A beep from the sensor station notified us that the Skaven ships had come within range of our scanners. As images of the predator vessels were distributed across the fleet, there was a collective sigh of relief. They were much fewer in number this time, only a handful of freighters and a few dozen fighters. The Flagship was at the head of the formation, but crucially, the bell on top was still broken. Clearly, Kalsim’s sacrifice had not been in vain.
With this new information in mind, I addressed the fleet once more. “Looks like this will be easier than we thought. Maintain dispersed formation, I don’t want any surprises.”
“Captain!” The crewmate Manning the sensor station spoke up. “We’ve got more detailed scans of the Predator fleet. The flagship… it’s absolutely packed with life-forms! Same goes for the freighters.”
An evacuation effort? Then why were they headed right for us? They couldn’t possibly get past this many guns. “Ready weapons, I want them shot down as soon as they’re in range. Don’t let them get away.”
However, just before we reached effective weapons range, an alarm rang out. Recel checked his pad and read out a report. “Predator sighting in the Engineering deck! We’re under attack!”
“What?!!” I exclaimed. The Fleet’s communication channels became flooded with chatter, similar reports coming in from across the formation. A hunch began forming in my mind. “Sensors! Give me an update on those lifesigns!”
The crewmate squinted at his screen. “They’re… gone! The ships are empty!”
“Teleportation.” I deduced. “So that’s their gambit.” I drew my pistol from its holster, prompting the rest of the bridge crew to do the same. “All hands! Prepare to repel boarders!”
Superior Skryre Thought-Memory transcription subject: Oivit, Gojid Exterminator
Time-Date: The Grand-Great Deception
My squad took cover at the edges of the hallway, and we raised our rifles and flamethrowers at the Bulkhead in front of us. The poor engineers on the other side had managed to seal them just before being overwhelmed by the predators, giving us time to set up a defense at the natural choke point. This in turn would allow the command crew to fortify the bridge even further, but I naturally hoped that we would be able to repel them here.
Not long after we had taken positions, a green jet of energy appeared in the bulkhead’s side, beginning to cut a rectangular opening through the thick metal. We aimed at the center of the nearly completed portal, but suddenly the cutting stopped just short of completion. What were they-
BWOOSH
A fiery explosion tore open the bulkhead, destroying the neatly carved lines and causing the edges of the barrier to bend out, like a metallic flower. Despite the protection our cover and fireproof suits afforded us, the explosion rattled us, and we simply cowered behind our defenses for several seconds.
I was the first to cautiously peek out at the smoking remains of the boundary. A predator in red armor staggered through the opening, seemingly as shell-shocked as we were. I remembered my training and brought my rifle to bear. With plenty of time to aim, I fired a burst of plasma through the damned thing’s head, killing it instantly.
This galvanized the other predators, and a barrage of thin streaks of lightning rushed out at us from beyond the Bulkhead. We returned fire, but with the dense smoke we couldn’t tell whether we were inflicting casualties. As the blind firefight continued with no casualties on our side, I thought we’d be capable of holding them here until reinforcements arrived. But it wasn’t long before something besides energy blasts began to rush through the opening.
A wave of gangly predators rushed through the breach. Their scurrying quadrupedal run kept them mostly below the continued fusillade, but some were inevitably scorched dead when the shot reached too low, or a predator head too high. Our flamethrowers were ready for them however, and quickly spat a torrent of fire in their path. The front rank of creatures tried to stop at the last second, but the momentum of those behind them was too great, and they were either trampled underfoot or pushed directly into the inferno.
The charge was fully incinerated, yet a few of the burning predators continued their charge by sheer momentum alone, crossing the short distance between themselves and the flamethrower team, and plowing into them in their frenzied death throes.
More elite predators moved up in the wake of the devastated assault, brutes in red armor firing their lightning guns at us. The firefight quickly grew much more intense, both exterminators and Skaven killing each other at a rapid pace.
A group of creatures in black rags rushed out from behind their armored fellows, tossing primitive throwing weapons at us as they went. One of them struck me in the arm, piercing through my suit and leaving a small cut. Unbothered by the glancing hit, I raised my rifle to return fire, but suddenly found that I couldn’t feel my limb, nor pull the trigger.
As the strange numbness spread, I lost my balance, falling to the floor in a limp heap. I watched helplessly as my comrades lost ground, and the rearmost part of our formation turned and ran. The savage beasts hollered with bloodlust, giving chase.
As they disappeared around a corner, a new group of predators emerged from the broken bulkhead. One of their ‘Grey Seers’, accompanied by a multitude of servants. They looked more like cargo wagons than living beings, each hunchbacked from the weight of the numerous packs and crates they carried.
Their leader looked around at the walls before pointing one out, and another predator carrying a multitude of tools went up to it and unscrewed one of the panels covering it. Discarding the panel, it pulled up a strange green drill, and began digging through the thick layers of armor, quickly carving out a cavity in the side of the hull.
As it climbed in and continued drilling, the other predators followed suit. To my horror, I and several of my dead squadmates were picked up and brought along, dragged into the newly created space. Still paralyzed, I could only despair as they picked up the metal panel, sealing the tunnel behind us.
( - - - - - - - - - - )
The Extermination fleet breathed a sigh of relief as their ships managed to repel their boarders one by one. With the assault repelled, they moved into orbit of their target and unleashed their countless weapons upon the planet, bringing the End Times to the Old World.
After the annihilation was confirmed, the vessels of the fleet separated, each charting a course back to their native systems. They returned as heroes, massive celebrations held on every planet in the federations to glorify the monumental victory. And while the people celebrated in the streets, the Shadow Caste began work on their latest propaganda campaign, intending to convince future generations that the ‘Skaven’ had never existed.
As the military vessels were abandoned by their reveling crews, hunchbacked shapes emerged not long thereafter. Creeping out of cargo bays and maintenance hatches, they would briefly sniff the air to ensure the coast was clear, before scurrying off into the wilderness. There they dug holes, at first only cautiously. But it wasn’t long before they began to expand, tunneling beneath the very cities they had avoided.
They did not stop there. Camouflaged rafts were constructed, populating the abandoned oceans with dozens of ramshackle, barely floating warrens. Some snuck aboard Arxur raiding vessels when they arrived, in order to settle the planets said vessels returned to. The particularly bold began to kidnap small numbers of surface dwellers, using them as slaves, food, or the test subjects for grotesque experiments.
When they finally amassed the resources, massive antennae were erected, laced with green crystal and hidden underground, powerful enough to penetrate the crust of their respective planets. With these, encoded signals could be sent between the infested planets. Some messages were declarations of cunning, might, or other forms of superiority. Some were threats, wishing death and destruction upon rivals several lightyears away. But most were devoted to coordinating various plots, with one plot in particular standing far above the rest.
The Galactic Vermintide, to gnaw at the entire galaxy until it belonged only to the Skaven.
First - Previous

New categories of enemies: the breaching devision; a type of enemies that specialize in creating new entry ways with basic swat along with tasers medics and shields getting sledge hammers to break down walls or a ram to open doors, grenadiers get breaching charges, cloakers being able to dash threw doors, and dozers being able to shoulder bash threw a door causing it to fly off its hinges dealing high damage to anyone it hits because they just got hit by a door
New enemies: cloakers would now be replaced by C.R.O’s which are very stealthy and sneak into areas threw vents using ropes to retrieve citizens and delivering chops to the back of the head to knock heisters out; and finally elites which only spawn on max difficulty loud and only one of each type can ever spawn in a single run of a heist
Elite cloakers now apply mangled to people they kick which makes armor 30% weaker and instead of being healed by med kits they simply decrease the effect by 10% per use removing it after the third use, they also move much faster and more erratically
Elite dozers are immune to bullets resistant to explosives and their face plates have the health of a swat cop
Elite tazers work like the old taser except they also make you aim in random directions and will try to grab the person they tazed to apprehend them
How do you like the concepts I made? I couldn’t think of anything for others elites for the classic enemies

I have a 100.4 fever but I do not know the accuracy of these thermometers one says 100.4 (vicks brand) and the other says 99.5 (boncare brand) consistent in their readings.
I am sweating and just feel unwell. I'm worried about this because I have an infection in one of upper molars that has a root canal. According to a dentist, it was done poorly (last summer) and needs retreatment but I can't afford that right now.
It's also starting to get hot here where I live in the Midwest 86F and I wonder if that could significantly affect my temperature since I don't have an A.C in my place, just a fan. I also had my period start around 5/8 and I wonder if this fever could be a sign of ovulation.
Should I go get checked at the E.R knowing that I have this infection in my upper molar (#3) or should I wait it out? I never took antibiotics for it because the dentist said if it didn't cause me pain it wasn't necessary. It does not hurt but the x-ray showed a significant infection and the dentist was surprised it didn't hurt. I am just nervous it's going to spread or get worse (the infection in my upper molar). How likely is that in an otherwise healthy 27yr old?
Stats: 27f 175lbs generally healthy, Hispanic
symptoms : fever, sweats, nausea, fatigue, feeling unwell in general, occasional pelvic pain and IBS flare-up

Line Score - Game Over

	1	2	3	4	5	6	7	8	9	R	H	E	LOB
MIN	0	0	1	0	0	0	0	0	1	2	4	0	6
CLE	2	0	0	0	0	0	0	0	3	5	4	2	1

Box Score

CLE		AB	R	H	RBI	BB	SO	BA
CF	Freeman, T	4	1	1	0	0	0	.222
2B	Gimenez	3	2	1	2	1	0	.277
DH	Ramírez, Jo	4	0	0	0	0	0	.253
1B	Naylor, J	3	1	0	0	1	1	.252
LF	Brennan	4	1	1	3	0	0	.231
LF	Florial	3	0	0	0	0	3	.183
RF	Laureano	0	0	0	0	0	0	.143
3B	Arias, G	3	0	1	0	0	1	.220
C	Hedges	3	0	0	0	0	1	.128
SS	Rocchio	3	0	0	0	0	0	.213

CLE	IP	H	R	ER	BB	SO	P-S	ERA
Bibee	7.0	4	1	1	1	8	95-62	3.93
Gaddis	1.0	0	0	0	0	0	11-8	2.05
Clase, E	1.0	0	1	0	0	1	19-13	0.39

MIN		AB	R	H	RBI	BB	SO	BA
2B	Julien	4	0	0	0	0	2	.210
DH	Larnach	4	0	0	0	0	0	.273
SS	Correa	4	0	1	0	0	3	.267
RF	Kepler	4	0	1	0	0	1	.303
C	Jeffers	3	0	0	0	0	1	.268
CF	Buxton	0	1	0	0	0	0	.250
LF	Castro, W	4	0	1	0	0	0	.259
LF	Kirilloff	3	0	0	0	1	1	.200
C	Vázquez	0	0	0	0	0	0	.163
1B	Santana	4	0	0	0	0	1	.199
3B	Miranda	3	1	1	1	0	0	.276

MIN	IP	H	R	ER	BB	SO	P-S	ERA
Paddack	8.0	3	2	2	0	6	100-72	4.47
Duran, J	0.2	1	3	3	2	0	16-6	4.15

Scoring Plays

Inning	Event	Score
B1	Andrés Giménez homers (3) on a fly ball to center field. Tyler Freeman scores.	2-0
T3	Jose Miranda homers (3) on a fly ball to left center field.	2-1
T9	Alex Kirilloff reaches on a missed catch error by pitcher Emmanuel Clase, assist to first baseman Josh Naylor. Byron Buxton scores. Willi Castro to 2nd.	2-2
B9	Will Brennan homers (5) on a fly ball to right field. Andrés Giménez scores. Josh Naylor scores.	5-2

Highlights

Description	Length
Tanner Bibee against the Twins	0:11
Bullpen availability for Cleveland, May 19 vs Twins	0:07
Bullpen availability for Minnesota, May 19 vs Guardians	0:07
Fielding alignment for Cleveland, May 19 vs Twins	0:11
Bench availability for Cleveland, May 19 vs Twins	0:07
The distance behind Andrés Giménez's home run	0:11
An animated look at Andrés Giménez's home run	0:11
Breaking down Jose Miranda's home run	0:13
An animated look at Jose Miranda's home run	0:11
Breaking down Tanner Bibee's pitches	0:04
Tanner Bibee's outing against the Twins	0:22
Breaking down Chris Paddack's pitches	0:04
Andrés Giménez's two-run home run (3)	0:28
Jose Miranda's solo home run (3)	0:33
Guardians turn a magnificent double play	0:27
Tanner Bibee finishes the 7th with a strikeout	0:11
Tanner Bibee strikes out eight batters vs. Twins	1:53
Hunter Gaddis' bare handed snatch on the mound	0:23
Byron Buxton scores the game-tying run on an error	0:39
Byron Buxton beats Andrés Giménez to the bag	1:30

Decisions

Winning Pitcher	Losing Pitcher	Save

Game ended at 3:00 PM.

This week’s vintage batch features black hard rubber pens from three of the Big Four American Makers of the 1910s-20s. Nibs range from Flex to Wet Noodle. As always, all are fully restored and ready to write.
 
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Pastable link: https://imgur.com/a/R5fpCKe
 
Condition (n.b.): All pens listed below have been disassembled, cleaned and restored with new sacs installed in the last couple weeks. Each of these pens is guaranteed to fill and write as designed without leaks or other problems. Nibs have been adjusted when necessary to ensure that all lay down a smooth and consistent line.
THESE PENS HAVE NO CRACKS, CHIPS, PERSONALIZATIONS, LOOSE OR MISSING PARTS, BENT NIBS, MISALIGNED TINES, BROKEN/WORN OFF TIPPING, OR THREADING ISSUES.
 
Line Widths and Writing Samples: To provide buyers with as much information as possible, I have started to adopt the following line width standards: XXF (.1-.2mm); XF (approx .3mm); F (approx .4mm); M (approx .6mm); B (approx .8mm). Nib flexibility is determined by variation (max line width under pressure) and softness (amount of pressure). Flexibility designations based on variation generally run as follows for an XF/F nib: Semi-Flex (approx. 1mm); Flex (1.2-1.9mm); Superflex (>2mm). All line width measurements are taken with a digital caliper but should be considered approximations providing a general guide. Width may vary slightly depending on type of ink and paper used as well as amount of pressure applied. All writing samples are on Rhodia dot paper using Waterman Serenity Blue.
 
 
1. 1920s Waterman 92 1/2 (BCHR, GPT, lever filler, 14k XF Flex nib). This slender (1/2-sized) model is longer than a ring top but slightly shorter than a 52, measuring 4 3/4” capped and 6” posted. Not to be confused with the later, celluloid 92, this 92 1/2 is made of black chased hard rubber with gold-plated trim. It’s the first I’ve ever encountered. Cap came clipless from the factory (no holes drilled for a clip), but has been outfitted with a gold-plated accommodation clip. Based on its absence from US catalogues, I believe this model was made strictly for foreign export. The barrel has a Canadian imprint while the nib reads “Ideal / England,” it being a common practice for Waterman’s Canadian pens to be finished in England. That 14k nib is a Flexible writer (note change from writing sample after taking measurement. It lays down a smooth and consistent XF line that widens to a 3B+ (approx 1.8mm) under moderate pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE). Thin hairlines and reliable flow over its full range of flex make it a great choice for shaded writing. Condition: fine [C]. This pen has no functional flaws but does show some use. Hard rubber is an even dark chocolate color – still much darker than the brown these can turn. Chasing is significantly yet evenly weakened across the cap and barrel. Hard rubber surface is smooth with no deep scratches or other notable blemishes. Gold-plating on the lever has a sliver of brassing in the center and parts of the clip look tarnished, though I’m not sure this amounts to full-fledged brassing. Manufacturer imprint on barrel and number stamp on barrel end are weakened but fully legible. An affordable user and a lovely writer for those wondering at what all the fuss is about early Watermans. Price: $150
 
2. 1910s Waterman 12 Eyedropper (BCHR, German Silver clip, eyedropper filler, 14k F Superflex nib). This full-sized model measures 5 1/8” capped. This slip-cap eyedropper is made of black chased hard rubber with a rivet clip marked “German Silver” – less common than the standard nickel clips. This pen is an eyedropper. The section unscrews for the barrel to filled using an eyedroppepipette – holds far more ink than a lever filler of the same size. My usual caveats about early eyedroppers apply here. If carried, it is not uncommon to find a little ink on the nib or in the cap. Super-Flexible 14k Ideal NY #2 nib lays down a smooth and consistent F line that widens to a 4B+ (approx 2.5mm) under light pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE). Easy variation and reliably wet flow over its full range of flex make it a great choice for calligraphic writing styles such as Copperplate and Spencerian. Condition: excellent- [B-]. Hard rubber of the cap is dark black with virtually no fading but center of barrel shows fading to dark chocolate under certain lights. Chasing on cap is sharp and deep but barrel chasing is very light and only visible when the light strikes it. German Silver clip is pristine with no brassing or other notable wear. Hard rubber surface is smooth with no deep scratches or other notable blemishes. Manufacturer imprint on barrel is weak but mostly legible while number stamp on barrel-end is all but worn away. Price: $190 [ON HOLD]
 
3. c.1918 Waterman 52 (BCHR, NPT w/ Sterling Silver clip, lever filler, 14k XXF Needlepoint Superflex nib). This full-sized model measures 5 5/16” capped. A nice example of Waterman’s celebrated workhorse made of black chased hard rubber with a sterling silver Ideal accommodation clip with “Waterman’s / Made in France” stamped on one side and a hallmark that reads “GP” on the other side (DETAIL PHOTO). This pen came clipless from the factory (no holes drilled for a rivet clip). Super-Flexible 14k Ideal NY #2 nib has a needlepoint width and superb snap-back that gives it a surgically precise feel when writing. It lays down a smooth and consistent XXF line that widens to a 4B+ (approx 2.2mm) under light pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE). Insanely responsive snap-back, needlepoint hairlines, and reliable flow over its full range of flex make it another excellent choice for calligraphic writing styles such as Copperplate and Spencerian. Condition: excellent [B]. Hard rubber retains its dark black color with virtually no fading. Chasing is weakened a bit yet readily visible over the cap and barrel. Hard rubber surface is smooth with no deep scratches or other notable blemishes. Manufacturer imprint on barrel is quite weak and only partly legible while number stamp on barrel-end is deep and fully legible. Price: $260 SOLD
 
4. c.1918 Waterman 52 in Box (BCHR, NPT, lever filler, 14k M/B Superflex Factory Stub nib). This full-sized model measures 5 5/16” capped. This pen comes in its original factory box with 5-page pamphlet including care and filling instructions as well as other offerings from Waterman (BOX PHOTO). It’s a clean 52 made of black chased hard rubber with nickel-plated trim including earlier, wide rivet clip. 14k Ideal #2 nib is a Super-Flexible Factory Stub that manages to deliver sharp unflexed variation without compromising smoothness. Under normal pressure it lays down a smooth and consistent M/B line (approx .7mm) on the down-strokes and XF line on the cross-strokes. And the line widens to a 4B+ (approx 2.0mm) under light pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE – note change in flex grade after measuring). A versatile nib whose responsive snap-back, easy variation, and reliable flow over its full range of flex make it well suited to shaded notes under normal pressure and calligraphic writing styles under flex, the Stub grind keeping one’s letterforms neat and straight. Condition: excellent+ [B+]. This pen and the one below came from an estate of someone who seems to have purchased these pens, wrote with them a few times, then stowed them away in their boxes. This one is definitely collector-grade, having seen very little use. Hard rubber retains its dark black color with no discernible fading. Chasing is evenly sharp and crisp. Hard rubber surface is smooth with no deep scratches or other notable blemishes. Manufacturer imprint on barrel and number stamp on barrel-end are deep and fully legible. Box is in sound condition with no torn ends but original owner managed somehow to burn a couple small holes in the paperwork. A boxed 52 with an uncommon nib in uncommonly clean condition. Price: $310 SOLD
 
5. c.1918 Waterman 55 in Box (BCHR, NPT, lever filler, 14k XF Flex/Superflex nib). This oversized model has a thick girth and measures 5 1/2” capped. This pen comes in its original factory box with 5-page pamphlet including care and filling instructions as well as other offerings from Waterman (BOX PHOTO). This pen is made of black chased hard rubber with nickel-plated trim including earlier, wide rivet clip. Commensurably oversized Ideal NY #5 nib yields Super-Flexible variation with Flexible softness. It lays down a smooth and consistent XF line that widens to a 4B+ (approx 2.1mm) under moderate pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE – note change in flex grade after measuring). Condition: excellent+/near mint [B+]. This pen came from the same estate as the 52 above and also resembles an artifact of a time capsule. Hard rubber retains its factory black color with no discernible fading. Chasing is factory sharp and crisp. Hard rubber surface is smooth with no deep scratches or other notable blemishes. Manufacturer imprint on barrel and number stamp on barrel-end are deep and fully legible. Box is in sound condition with no torn ends but original owner managed somehow to burn some small holes in the paperwork for this one as well. These big fellas are getting tougher to find, especially in this condition. Price: $440 SOLD
 
6. c.1921 Wahl Pen 72 (BCHR, NPT, lever filler, 14k XXF Superflex nib). This standard sized model measures 5 3/16” capped. Having purchased the assets of the Boston Fountain Pen Company, Wahl began manufacturing fountain pens in 1917. Wahl’s first pens were essentially rebranded Bostons and Tempoints (a NY company they acquired in 1918). The first full-fledged Wahls, dubbed simply “The Wahl Pen,” rolled off out of the factory in 1921. This 72 one of those pens. Its’s made of black chased hard rubber complemented by nickel-plated trim including Wahl’s patented roller-clip. The Wahl Pen is chiefly distinguished from earlier designs by its patented Wahl lever with apexed center. Super-Flexible 14k Wahl Pen #2 nib is a lovely writer. It lays down a smooth and consistent XF line that widens to a 4B+ (approx 2.4mm) under light pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE). Needlepoint hairlines, superbly responsive snap-back, and reliable flow over its full range of flex make it another great choice for calligraphic writing styles. Condition: excellent/near mint [B+]. Hard rubber retains its factory black color with virtually no fading/oxidation. Chasing is factory deep and crisp with no discernible wear. Surface is smooth and lustrous with no deep scratches or other notable blemishes. Nickel-plated trim is exceptionally clean with no brassing or other noteworthy blemishes apart from light scratching to the clip. Manufacturer imprint on barrel and number stamp on barrel-end are deep and fully legible. Price: $280
 
7. 1910s Parker Lucky Curve 20 (smooth BHR, eyedropper filler, 14k XF/F Superflex/Wet Noodle nib). This full-sized model measures 5 5/16” capped. Parker collectors know all too well how much harder it is to find early Parker eyedroppers compared to say, Waterman 12s. This simple, utilitarian Lucky Curve eyedropper from the early teens is made of smooth, black hard rubber. Slip cap came clipless from the factory (no holes drilled for a clip). Long Lucky Curve feed is intact. This pen is an eyedropper. The section unscrews for the barrel to filled using an eyedroppepipette – holds far more ink than a lever filler of the same size. My usual caveats about early eyedroppers apply here. If carried, it is not uncommon to find a little ink on the nib or in the cap. Early 14k Lucky Curve #2 nib with teardrop breather hole yields Super-Flexible variation with softness and flow verging on that of a Wet Noodle (comparable to a soft dip pen nib). It lays down a smooth and consistent XF/F line that widens to a 4B+ (approx 2.4mm) under very light pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE). Thin hairlines with a light hand, strong snap-back, and reliable flow over its full range of flex make it another great choice for calligraphic writing styles such as Copperplate and Spencerian. Condition: excellent [B]. Black hard rubber retains its factory black color apart from minor fading to a deep, dark brown on the barrel visible under certain lights. Surface is smooth and lustrous with no deep scratches or other notable blemishes aside from a group of short scratches to the left of the imprint (see imprints photo). Nib shows a small scuff here and there and a scratch on one tine that has no effect on durability or performance. Manufacturer imprint on barrel and number stamp on barrel-end are deep and fully legible. A lovely writer and the first example of one of these I’ve ever offered. Price: $270 SOLD
 
8. c.1915 Parker 16 Overlay (gold-filled over BHR, button filler, 14k XF Wet Noodle nib). Measures 4 5/8" capped and 6” posted. While Waterman overlays of this period aren't particularly common, they're far more numerous than their Parker counterparts today. Parker overlays like this one were commissioned to the George W. Heath company in New York, who is credited for some of the finer overlays on early Watermans and Conklins as well. The gold-filled filigree over this black hard rubber ringtop features an exquisitely hand-engraved Art Nouveau pattern as well as an indicia on the barrel for engraving. The pattern is the earlier, more intricate design that's more sought after than the simpler Art Deco pattern of the later 1910s-20s. Barrel overlay is stamped "Parker Fountain Pen" along with patent dates from 1891 and 1905. Pen has an Xmas tree, Lucky Curve feed and knurled blindcap unscrews to reveal brass button for filling. To fill, one simply unscrews the blind cap, submerses the nib, and depresses the brass button once. The fine workmanship of this pen is complemented by an early 14k Lucky Curve #3 nib, a scarce “Lazy S” variant with long tines. The nib is a Wet Noodle with softness, variation, and flow comparable to that of a dip pen nib. It lays down a smooth and consistent XF line that widens to a 4B+ (approx 2.5mm) under minimal pressure (see WRITING SAMPLE). Another nib with astonishingly responsive snap-back giving it a precision feel and you maximum control over the line. Together with its thin hairlines and reliable flow over its full range of flex, this makes for an ideal choice for calligraphic writing styles. Condition: excellent+ [B+]. Overlay shows no brassing, dents, or other notable flaws aside from some pin-sized dings confined to the knurled portion around the top of the cap. Hard rubber retains its dark black color with scarcely any fading. Knurling of blind cap isn’t quite as sharp as it once was and number stamp on barrel-end is faint but legible under bright light. Manufacturer imprint on barrel is deep and fully legible. Price: $380 SOLD
 
 
 
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