I think I found some interesting stuff related to Empyreans and the Night of the Black Knives.. I found a real life Empyrean. I was watching some medical videos when I stumbled on the curious case of Lydia Fairchild a woman born in 1970s USA who was found to have been her own twin. She was found to be a gentic chimera and she was also genetically her own brother. She had both an ovary and a testicle however the tesitcle was up inside where her second ovary should have been. She had gotten pregnant during a time she had been single and she was rightfully frightened by becoming pregnant without engaging in intercourse. It was right after her divorce so she was hoping and expeting it to be her ex husbands but was confused because the timing was off. She had a healthy baby and while going through a paternity test to see if it could have been her ex husbands she got the results that she wasn't the mother and had her child taken away by CPS and during a long and complicated effort to get her child back she fould that she was both genetically her and her brother and that the child was genetically her brothers. I think I remember them reffering to the male dna as Brandon. She did prove to the court that she was the parent of the child and did get custody of the child back (which is insanely hard to do with CPS). She would be a real like Empyrean. A real life Marika/Radagon. I think that the Empyreans are Genetic Chimeras like Lydia Fairchild. Possibly being between 2 sets of female DNA/ 2 set of male DNA or like Lydia 2 sets of DNA 1 female and 1 male. I believe this fully explains Merika/Radagon and how they are able to have children. Because Lydia/Brandon did indeed have a child.
Now for theorizing..
I think it's possible that Ranni killed her Empyrean Flesh to kill her other half. Perhaps Ranni didn't want to become pregnant by her other genetic self. And maybe why Merika shattered the elden ring. Maybe only an Empyrean can contain the influence of the outer gods or hold the full elden ring. Maybe the genetic chimerism allows the dna of an outer god to not be killed off by the immune system allowing the outer gods influence. Maybe that's why Merika/Radagon kept trying to have a perfect Empyrean so that she could pass on the role and finally be done being the current god. But I think all of the Empyreans had a flaw. I believe that Ranni would have been Merikas choice to rule and become the next empyrean god ruler and that she was the only one of the 3 who was capable of having children. But when Ranni joins in on the Night of the Black Knives she kills her own body to prevent both the outer gods influence and the pregnancies. Ranni is a strong headed stubborn girl who doesn't want to be controlled. When she kills the only Empyrean body that can have children Merika Shatters the Elden Ring in Frustration. Malenia can't have children through birth because of the scarlet rot but she can make clones (aka branches or shoots of her own tree like the buds from her aeonean bloom). And Miquella was cursed with being a child forever aka not being able to go through puberty and have children. And I believe that Melina is a shoot of Merika like Millicent is of Malenia aka Melina is a clone of Merika/Radagon. When Melina says she was born at the foot of the Erd Tree I believe she means similar to Millicent and how Melina can recite what Merika/Radagon said is similar to how Millicent and siblings feel connected to Malenia.. I think Empyreans can both make a sort of clone of themselves with the trees they plant and that they have 2 sets of DNA making them 2 essences of the same person.
I know it's a lot but I hope you enjoyed. Yes you van easily google and find info on Lydia Fairchild and her case. And I'm excited to see how this impacts the lore especially with Shadow of the Erd Tree approaching. I look forward to your thoughts and comments and theories below. And of course if I missed anything or got anything wrong please let me know. I hope this clears some things up.

"I am going to be 48 years old in a few weeks. I have been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder since I was twenty years old. Much of my life, I have met all of the criteria of this disorder, and I have had a long, hard road ahead once it dawned on me that it was true. I have a fundamental dysfunction in my personality. I cannot cope with the world because at my core, I am unable to maintain stability as a functional adult for long periods of time due to my impulsive nature and my ability to forgive and love unconditionally. I don't know how to reconcile those traits with a healthy and successful life. My relationships are 'ride or die,' with me as the enabledoormat/reactionary drama queen. I tend to date men who need constant, obsessive attention and servitude, with them being the dominant to my submissive, their ego to my down-to-earth, and they are the Narcissist to my Borderline. I don't want to romanticize like so many JokeHarley memes, but this has been the way that it has gone for far too long.
My upbringing wasn't even close to being abusive. I was the only child, and my parents stayed married. I was sheltered, with no physical or sexual abuse; both of my parents were good people who loved me. It wasn't easy; we lacked money but never love. We struggled, but there were so many things that were different than for most people, in cool ways and in ways that were not cool. But never was I considered 'normal.'
One of the challenges of being Borderline is the difficulty in being our own therapist. Not because of this new 'favorite person' misinformation, but because we struggle with justifying anything. We see very little wrong with the way we are; we just need to know how we can make others understand that it's okay that we are intense, unpredictable in a predictable way, and humanly sensitive to everything that affects us. We insert ourselves into everything so we can let it all affect us. We claim that we didn't realize that we're supposed to change because we see no problem with the way we are; it's other people who are concerned, and we are not concerned with what people think (except when we are). So why do we have to change? It's our life, the one that is unmanageable and dysfunctional, and giving us unhoused vibes. This is still our life, and it's not easy to get through that we need to act accordingly because we don't care about your self-esteem; why do you care about ours?
So, we are often pushed into admitting that we can potentially be a little bit much. We are painted into the roles of the serial killer and the horrible Narcissistic Personality Disorder twin flame that nobody trusts because we follow our hearts (and we tend to hold grudges). Our dynamics are different, but we all follow astrology. Our sign is 'complete psycho' most of the time. I have been trying to figure out how to make it so we can get along with the world and it is not our enemy...but people keep messing up the whole situation.
People with borderline personality disorder may exhibit fear of abandonment through intense and unstable relationships. They might go to great lengths to avoid real or perceived abandonment, such as clinging to others, becoming quickly and intensely attached, or displaying extreme reactions (anger, panic, or depression) when they anticipate abandonment.
Abandonment fears can lead to impulsive actions to prevent separation or worse, therefore it's important to seek professional help for a comprehensive understanding and support. Additionally, individuals with BPD may engage in frantic efforts to avoid abandonment, such as making frantic, impulsive gestures to maintain a connection, even if those actions are not in their best interest. They might experience intense feelings of emptiness when alone and may go to extremes to fill that void. These behaviors can strain relationships, making it challenging for individuals with BPD to establish and maintain stable connections with others. Therapy, particularly dialectical behavior therapy (DBT), is often recommended to help manage and address these challenges.
Patterns of instability in borderline personality disorder (BPD) refer to consistent and recurring disruptions in various aspects of a person's life. This instability typically manifests in the following areas:

1. Relationships: Individuals with BPD often experience tumultuous relationships marked by extremes of idealization and devaluation. Their attitudes and feelings toward others may change rapidly, contributing to a cycle of intense, yet unstable, interpersonal connections.
   
2. Self-Image: BPD can involve an unstable sense of self. Individuals may struggle with a fluctuating self-identity, feeling uncertain about who they are, their values, and their life goals. This instability in self-perception can lead to a lack of direction and purpose.
   
3. Emotions: Emotional instability is a hallmark of BPD. Intense and rapidly shifting emotions, such as anger, anxiety, and sadness, can be challenging to regulate. Mood swings may occur in response to external events or perceived threats to relationships.
   
4. Impulsivity: Impulsive behaviors in areas like spending, substance abuse, reckless driving, or unsafe sexual practices are common in individuals with BPD. These actions often stem from a desire to alleviate emotional distress or avoid perceived abandonment.
   

These patterns of instability can significantly impact a person's daily functioning and relationships, making it crucial for individuals with BPD to seek professional help for effective management and support. In the context of borderline personality disorder (BPD), impulsivity refers to engaging in behaviors without careful consideration of the consequences. Individuals with BPD may display impulsive actions in various areas of their lives, such as:

1. Spending: Reckless and impulsive spending, often beyond one's means, is common in individuals with BPD.
   
2. Substance Abuse: Engaging in impulsive and risky behaviors related to substance use, including alcohol and drugs.
   
3. Sexual Behavior: Unplanned and impulsive sexual encounters, sometimes without regard for potential consequences, can occur.
   
4. Reckless Driving: Impulsive and risky driving behaviors, such as speeding or dangerous maneuvers.
   
5. Self-Harm: Engaging in impulsive self-harming behaviors as a way to cope with intense emotions.
   

Impulsivity in BPD can be driven by a desire to alleviate emotional pain, boredom, or to avoid perceived abandonment. Developing coping strategies and emotional regulation skills through therapy, particularly dialectical behavior therapy (DBT), can be beneficial in managing impulsive behaviors associated with BPD.
Identity disturbance in borderline personality disorder (BPD) refers to a pervasive and unstable sense of self. Individuals with BPD may struggle with a coherent and consistent understanding of who they are, which can manifest in several ways:

1. Self-Image Fluctuations: A person with BPD may experience rapid shifts in self-perception, ranging from feeling exceptionally positive to extremely negative about themselves. This can occur within short periods.
   
2. Uncertainty About Goals and Values: Individuals with identity disturbance may have difficulty establishing and maintaining long-term goals or consistent values. They might struggle with defining their life direction and purpose.
   
3. Chameleon-Like Adaptation: Some individuals with BPD may adopt different personas or behaviors in different social situations, often as a means to fit in or avoid rejection. This can lead to a lack of stable and authentic self-expression. Intense Fear of Abandonment: The fear of abandonment can exacerbate identity issues, as individuals may shape their identity based on the perceived expectations or desires of others, leading to a lack of a stable core sense of self.
   

Addressing identity disturbance in BPD often involves therapeutic interventions, such as dialectical behavior therapy (DBT) or psychodynamic therapy. These approaches aim to help individuals explore and develop a more stable and authentic sense of self.
Dissociation in borderline personality disorder (BPD) refers to a coping mechanism where individuals disconnect from their thoughts, feelings, memories, or sense of identity. This disconnection can occur as a response to stress, trauma, or overwhelming emotions. Dissociative experiences in BPD may include:

1. Depersonalization: Feeling detached from oneself, as if observing from outside the body.
   
2. Derealization: Perceiving the external environment as unreal or distorted.
   
3. Amnesia: Gaps in memory, especially related to stressful events or periods of intense emotion.
   
4. Identity Confusion: Momentary lapses in awareness of one's identity or feeling unsure about who they are.
   

Dissociation serves as a way for individuals with BPD to manage distress, particularly when emotions become too overwhelming. However, it can interfere with daily functioning and contribute to difficulties in relationships. Therapy, especially approaches like dialectical behavior therapy (DBT) and trauma-focused therapy, may help individuals develop healthier coping mechanisms and address dissociative experiences.
Certainly, here are some examples of dissociative experiences that individuals with borderline personality disorder (BPD) may encounter:

1. Depersonalization: Feeling as though you are watching yourself from a distance, almost like being an observer rather than an active participant in your own life.
   
2. Derealization: Perceiving the external world as strange, unreal, or distorted. You may be on a heavy trip off mushrooms and wandering around the closet park in the middle of the night feels different when you are over 40. It hits different, and you can get in a lot more trouble than experimenting teenagers. You're not holding a job long under these circumstances.
   
3. Amnesia: Having periods of time where you cannot recall significant details or events, especially those associated with heightened emotional states or trauma. If you are being sedated for trying to call the same number over and over at three am because you desperately need to move to
   
4. Identity Confusion: Brief moments of not recognizing oneself or feeling uncertain about personal identity, values, or goals. Taking in the attributes of your signiotg
   

It's important to note that dissociative experiences can vary widely among individuals, and not everyone with BPD will necessarily experience these examples. If you or someone you know is experiencing dissociation or other symptoms associated with BPD, seeking professional help from a mental health practitioner is crucial for appropriate diagnosis and support.
Suicidal ideation in borderline personality disorder (BPD) involves persistent thoughts about death, dying, or the desire to end one's life. Individuals with BPD may experience varying degrees of suicidal thoughts, ranging from fleeting notions to detailed plans. Some aspects of suicidal ideation in BPD include:

1. Frequency and Intensity: Suicidal ideation can be a chronic feature, with thoughts occurring regularly or intermittently. The intensity can range from vague thoughts to detailed plans.
   
2. Impulsivity: Individuals with BPD may be prone to impulsive behaviors, and this impulsivity can extend to suicidal acts or self-harming behaviors during periods of emotional distress.
   
3. Sense of Hopelessness: Suicidal thoughts in BPD can be linked to a pervasive sense of hopelessness, often fueled by challenges in relationships, identity, and emotional regulation.
   
4. Coping Mechanism: For some, suicidal ideation may serve as a coping mechanism, providing a perceived escape from emotional pain or a means to regain control.
   

Addressing suicidal ideation in BPD requires immediate attention from mental health professionals. Therapeutic interventions, such as dialectical behavior therapy (DBT) and cognitive-behavioral therapy (CBT), can be effective in helping individuals manage intense emotions and develop healthier coping strategies. If you or someone you know is experiencing suicidal thoughts, it's crucial to seek help from a mental health professional or a crisis hotline immediately.
Mood swings in borderline personality disorder (BPD) are characterized by rapid and intense changes in emotional states. These fluctuations can occur in response to various triggers or even without apparent cause. Key aspects of mood swings in BPD include:

1. Intensity: Emotions can shift from one extreme to another rapidly, with individuals experiencing intense feelings of joy, anger, sadness, or anxiety.
   
2. Instability: The duration of mood swings can be brief, lasting only a few hours or days. This instability contributes to the challenge of predicting or managing emotional states.
   
3. Triggered by Interpersonal Events: Mood swings in BPD often correlate with interpersonal stressors, such as perceived rejection, criticism, or the fear of abandonment.
   
4. Impact on Relationships: The intensity and unpredictability of mood swings can strain relationships, as others may find it challenging to understand or respond to the rapidly changing emotional landscape.
   

Therapeutic approaches, particularly dialectical behavior therapy (DBT), focus on helping individuals with BPD recognize and regulate their emotions, providing skills to manage mood swings effectively.
The term "Cluster B" refers to one of the four personality disorder clusters outlined in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-5). Cluster B personality disorders share certain features, including dramatic, emotional, and erratic behaviors. This grouping includes the following personality disorders:

1. Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD): Characterized by instability in relationships, self-image, and emotions, along with impulsive and self-destructive behaviors.
   
2. Narcissistic Personality Disorder (NPD): Involves an exaggerated sense of self-importance, a preoccupation with fantasies of unlimited success, and a lack of empathy for others.
   
3. Antisocial Personality Disorder (ASPD): Characterized by a disregard for the rights of others, impulsivity, deceitfulness, and a lack of remorse after harming others.
   
4. Histrionic Personality Disorder (HPD): Involves a need for attention, dramatic and seductive behavior, and intense emotions that may be perceived as shallow.
   

These personality disorders within Cluster B share some common traits, such as difficulties in forming and maintaining relationships, impulsivity, and emotional dysregulation. However, each disorder within the cluster has distinct features and diagnostic criteria. The clustering is a way to organize and understand patterns of personality pathology for diagnostic and treatment purposes.
Diagnosing borderline personality disorder (BPD) typically involves a comprehensive assessment by a mental health professional. Several tools and methods are used to gather information, including:

1. Clinical Interviews: A mental health professional conducts thorough interviews to assess the individual's symptoms, emotional experiences, and history of relationships. These interviews may involve discussions about mood, identity, impulsivity, and interpersonal difficulties.
   
2. Diagnostic Criteria: The assessment often involves evaluating the individual against established diagnostic criteria, such as those outlined in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM-5). Meeting specific criteria is essential for a formal diagnosis.
   
3. Structured Interviews: Mental health professionals may use structured interviews designed to elicit specific information related to BPD symptoms. These interviews help standard ize the diagnostic process.
   
4. Self-Report Questionnaires: Individuals may be asked to complete self-report questionnaires designed to assess various aspects of personality, emotional experiences, and interpersonal functioning.
   
5. Collateral Information: Information from family members, close friends, or other relevant sources may be considered to gain a more comprehensive understanding of the individual's behavior and relationships.
   

It's important to note that a diagnosis of BPD should be made by a qualified mental health professional based on a thorough assessment. Early diagnosis and intervention are crucial for individuals with BPD to receive appropriate treatment and support.
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902 angel number meaning is completing your life purpose, being social, having great relationships and searching for a spiritual meaning. It is assembles from the root numbers 9, 0, 2 so let`s break it down:
Angel number 9 meaning: when repeating represents being connected to the world. Understanding that you are a part of much bigger system than a single person is the most important point. Although you are unique and having specific dreams, missions and goal you also aware of the fact that you need to work together with other people, nature and the law of the cosmos.

Therefore angel number 902 suggests that there is a part of you that love to be around people, going out to socialize and organizing parties or events. If you find yourself the complete opposite, for example you prefer to be busy and stay at home, watch TV, play computer games or read books, consider going out more.

Hence, one of the basic meanings or messages of this specific number is to be more connected to people. The angels are trying to tell you that if lots of people like friends, family and colleagues will be around you it might change your destiny in a very positive way. New events or situation which you never imagine will be open for you.

Angel number 0 meaning: is the most special angel number of all, zero symbolize a completion, endless cycle and most important a huge potential. The basic meaning denotes you have a great set of skills, with these tools you can manifest everything you want. Sometimes life is rough, we don’t see the light in the end of the tunnel and we falsely believe we can not achieve something we really want. So if you keep on seeing zero or to be more precisely angel number 902, you should trust yourself.

Ignore other people’s opinions because some of them will bring you negative energy. Stay closely only to those who charge you will positive vibrations and inspire you to success. The number zero indicates that you will close a circle, for example if you had a certain task, than if you will be focus on the right action you will be able to complete it successfully.

As an omen for infinity cycle, number zero is at the center of 902 angel number. So your major focus should be on endless actions. This is not a good time to rest, being lazy or procrastinate things you should execute. The angels are sending you an obvious message to wake up. After you will complete the main goal you will be able to rest and reaping the wonderful rewards.

Angel number 2 meaning: number two is all about balance, harmony and cooperation. This is one more reinforcement which indicates you need to be more connected with people. Although number two suggests romance, relationships and marriage, it can also be a sign for cooperation at work, hobbies and other kind of mutual benefit activities.

Two is also a number of decisions. 902 angel number meaning is a big choice you will face in the near future. It might be something very important that will have direct influence on you life path. So in the next few days don’t reply or rush into conclusion too fast before examining the facts. Also don’t worry because the angels will guide you through the journey.

Number 2 is the signification of duality, so remember that there are no mistakes, there is no right and wrong, no black or white and no good decision or bad decision. Even if you will make the incorrect step, you will have a second chance to fix it in the future. The error will be the lesson which will turn into knowledge and great wisdom. Connected again to guardian angel number zero, you will complete the task successfully and the things you have learned by the way will be your new skills.

902 angel number significance

902 angel number significance is related to reassurance. The guardian angels wants you to know, they have been listening to your prayers, they know what you have been dreaming of at night and received vibrations of your wish and prayer from the heart.

You are going to receive it but there is still hard work a head of you. Soon, there might be unexplained coincidences and to be more exact, encounters with new people which you never met before. These people will open doors for you and will redirect the path or the road to a different place, so don’t be closed minded, be willing to listen to new ideas and opinions.

A word of caution: not everyone you are going to meet will be a messenger from god or an angel, there are people who don’t know about it nor believe in 902 angel number significance. So don’t let them to be time wasters, distraction and energy takers.

Another obstacle that might be right on the road is people who want to hurt you. Thus be carful who you listen to or associated with. Look at the warning signs they are there and remember, the angels are watching from the skies, if there is any assistance need, they will do something.
One more critical aspect of 902 angel number significance is your inner voice. If you want to success in real life you have to have a goal and a plan, but also to be complete with yourself. To be sure by 100% about the desires and to be willing to put whatever effort is needed along the road. If you are hesitate or don’t know exactly what you want the opportunity will go away. It might take months or even years until you will get a second chance to spot and act upon the next opportunity.

Develop your intuition and be much attuned with gut feelings, most likely they will never be wrong. Spirituality speaking, the vibrations we are getting from the universe manifest themselves as feelings and emotions inside our body. If we can open ourselves to listen and decipher those messages we can actually speak with the collective subconscious and gain more insight about the future like real psychics.

902 angel number symbolism

902 angel number symbolism is also about not comparing your self to other people. If you will open your heart to get the message from guardian angels, you might be more popular among the social circle. In this position you will find some struggles, not every one will like you or want to be with you and some will be more successful than you.

For example other friends and family members might already have good jobs, bought houses, have been married and are having children and are going to vacations or travel to distant places every few months. The angels want you to know that this is not a race.

Don’t compare your self to what other have or don’t have. 902 angel number symbolism reveals your path, you have unique mission and tasks you have to do, focus on them. Friends, family and enemies has different destination and it should not be mixed or juxtapose.

Also remember: life is not equal to materialism, in fact all fancy stuff and material objects are not the main goal. You might not aware of it right now, but in the end you will realize that spiritualism is more important. Objects, assets and possessions will not make you happy in the end of the line. So if you want to be really fulfilled than pursue happiness with the small things in life, go out to nature, eat good healthy food and do daily mediation.

Don’t live in fear or self doubts, the negative energies will bring bad outcomes. If you will continue on doing it you will attract only misfortune. The world we are living in has its own rules and phases, there are good times and bad time, 902 angel number symbolism is about knowing how to navigate through the rough times and in addition how not to ruin your good fortune.

902 guardian angel number

902 guardian angel number is a representation of everything is going to be OK. The guardian angels want you to success because you are a part of the bigger picture. If we zoom in, we will discover that every life is unique on its own, but as we are connected spiritually there is a higher reason for what is happening on earth.

For an example if something good is happening to you than other people you don’t even know will be benefit from your action as well. This concept is also true in reversed. If and when you feel lucky, you have the feeling that everything is going on according to your wishes it is not a mere coincidence, and it is not only because you have better karma than anybody else. The good fortune is also a result of other people devoting their life to a definite cause, and as a side effect you will enjoy it as well.

The same thing is true backwards, if you are living around people who are participating in evil and harmful activities, than for sure it will have negatives implication regarding to you. You will not be able to claim that you are different from them, staying around in silence is like being a part of it. In the end of the day, active or passive acts are the same when it comes to responsibility.

Guardian angels want you to know that number 902 means protecting yourself from evil forces. They want you to know that they are on your side, but you also have responsibility, you have to guard yourself as well.

Sometimes you are being tested, a specific problem is not actually an obstacle, it is just a trail or a quiz to see if you are ready for the next level. For instant, let’s say someone is walking down the street and see a homeless man or a woman sitting on the sidewalk, asking for a small charity from the pedestrians. If someone will give him or her few dollars even if they don’t have lots of money or even it is just small symbolic amount, it signifies that the monetary energy is working excellent and this person will get some kind of reward.

Money is like water, it should flow back and forward without any blockages. Many people around the worlds want to with millions of dollars in the lottery. They tried every trick and system to guess the right numbers but it didn’t work. Because they have never took the time to check their karma. To find out if something is blocking the good energies.

902 angel number spiritual meaning

902 angel number spiritual meaning is all about being united. Being links to your soul, to the spiritual world and to other people around you, especially family and friends.

Regarding spiritual meaning, you are encouraged to reveal what is the purpose of life. You can start learning about these matters in many ways such as reading quotes from ancient books, biblical verse and scribes, grow an interest about the origin of psychics phenomena like astrology chart and zodiac sign.

All of these will be best explained by a guide, master or guru whom you trust. This person can help you to gain knowledge about the fundamentals of spirituality. Remember that spirituality is not an exact science, there are subjects or interesting topics that can not be explained only by logic or calculation. It is more about feelings and intuitions.

If we take a closer look at angel number 902 we can see a great chronicle path. 0 is the start, 2 is the first two steps in your spiritual journey and 9 means almost completing the mission. These are important phases which symbolize the exact moment of struggles.

At first you will be clueless, you will not know what to do or which direction to choose. However after the first step the horizon will be clear as the sun without clouds. Few steps a head the clouds will fill the skies and you will have serious doubts regarding your choices. From there everything will be smooth until you will reach one level before the end. You will want to quit and go back to your old life. Don’t let all your hard efforts to be a waste of time, endure the complications and you will reach the final destination.

902 angel number in love

902 angel number in love is a good sign. First and foremost the number 2 symbolizes couple, man and a woman in love who wants to share their entire life together. If you are single it usually predicts that soon you will find your soulmate or twin flame. Therefore a good advice is to start go on dating. You are encouraged to register to dating websites or apps, as friends and family to introduce you to potential life partners and just be out there doing what you love or good at and the angel will send nice opportunities.

For those who are already in a relationship, 902 angel number in love predicts a good progress to the next level in the mutual connection. It can take many forms such as engagement, marriage, having kids or just moving to live together at the same house.

Sometime 902 angel number indicates other kinds of partnership like business cooperation or having platonic relationship. It is a wonderful practice to say yes and welcome those correspondences as it has many benefits. Furthermore falling in love takes time, it doesn’t always happen from first site or in one day. The fundamentals need to be built slowly and surely.

902 angel number twin flame

902 angel number means you are on the right way to find your twin flame. The angels are whispering you to forget past relationships. Give a chance for a fresh start, if you want things to be different this time, you have to change something. You can not be the same person you have been in the past. Invent yourself as a better version when it comes to personality, traits and characteristic. You know better, you have experience so use it.

After eight which is Virgo lucky number, number nine is about almost completing the cycle and number 0 meaning is endless opportunities and being complete with yourself. These are powerful indicators that soon you will meet a twin flame. The reason it didn’t happened till now was because you were searching at the wrong places or wasn’t quit ready for a major event which will entwine your soul with another special person.

902 angel number and 903 904 905 906 909 numbers

902 angel number is also associated with: 900, 901, 0903, 904, 905, 906, 907, 908 and 909 on an energetic level. So if you see those numbers as well or instead of 902 the messages are pretty much related to each other but it might have few variations.

Important: if you are ignoring 902 angel number when it repeats itself several times, you will probably see other sequences like 903, 904, 905, 906, 909 trying to grab your attention.

903 angel number meaning: is almost the same as 902, but because it has the number 3, it amplifies the need to be in front of a crowd. Maybe you would like to be a leader in the army or political party, maybe the path of your career should include management or you can also express yourself as a famous artist.

904 angel number meaning: because it has the number4 inthe end it means you will have to work extremely hard in order to be happy. Don’t let this fact to discourage you, on the contrary, it will only motivate you to carry through the mess and obscurity. Furthermore it suggests you have lots of responsibly, so you are not doing it only for you but also to others who are relaying on you.

905 angel number meaning: the number 5 adding to the interpretation an aspect of freedom. You will learn how to use wisely all the resources around in order to have free lifestyle. I can take a form of self employment, creating small home business, living frugal next to nature, travel the world and take care of the environment and animal kingdom.

906 angel number meaning: number 6 is related to money and assets. Everything that related to career, work, finances, occupation and business will brings you huge success. If you will choose this path you might be very happy. But while you are stockpile money don’t forget the spiritual elements of life as well. Don’t become something that you are not. Remember the history, where you come from and what is more important in life than materialism.

909 angel number meaning: this angel number has double 9, it denotes more weight on the spiritual aspects of life. You might have a life changing event, it can be bad or good but for the long run, you will see that it was necessary as a part of spiritual development.

Important 902 angel number sacred signs

9: natural personality traits and values which are good example to others, leadership and a good heart who wants to help people in anyway and at all cost like a saint.

20: there are some secrets that will be reveal to you by guardian angel, you will not see them right away it will take some time. It also might predict a new relationship and special connection with soulmates and twin flames.

29: in numerology dictionary is about being smart, having great wisdom and sharing knowledge. It’s a sign you should be a teacher, guru or spiritual guide in the career path. Solving problems is not a big issue for you especially when it comes to mathematics and logic, but you can be sure that the angels are on your side if you will need their guidance.

90: numerology meaning is idealism and specific point of view. You already know who you are and how you want to live life. Everything is so clear and all that is left is just to go according to the plan.

92: those who keep seeing the number 92 supposed to have high developed intuitions and psychic power. The angels are sending messages to direct you to use it for good reasons. You have the power and need to learn how to control it and when to use it, don’t waste your natural gift on things that doesn’t matter.

209: is an omen to work together. You will not accomplish most of your challenges by yourself. You will need the help of others as well. The angels will come but you won’t see them in person because they will send messengers. In fact those agents won’t even know they have been sent to help, it is your secret mission to spot them.

290: your wishes and dreams are going to be granted, everything is going according to the scheme. Consequently have the confidence to complete your journey. The karma is on your side, if you have been a good person the future is looking very promising.

902 angel number can be seen repeating itself in many occasions during the daily life. Here are few examples to help you spot it: phone number, bus plate, urban zone, calculator, converter, zip code, clock ring, birth date, birthday and many more.

Moreover it can be revealed at any place or any country. Many people reported 902 angel numbers at Quebec, Russia, UK, USA, Philippines, Japan and Korea. And in different languages as well: Hebrew, Chinese, Japanese, English and Nepali.

Chapter starts with Sukuna seeing the same ghost but then a second later the ghost is gone.
Yuji twists his hand , doing more damage to the shocked sukuna. yuji jumps back and sees sukuna shaking with fear. He thinks that why is he shaking even though the damage given by him can be easily recovered.
We switch to sukuna's perspective next. He controls his nerves and decides that it would be best to finish this fight asap. He looks towards yuji with a scared face and decides to use his complete domain ! Not to kill yuji and todo, but in an attempt to kill the ghost he saw.
His complete domain ensures that anyone in a 500m radius will be surely killed. He doesnt make any badass poses or anything and launches the domain in a second. Yuji and todo dont even get time to react and take decision.
It was over. The sorcerers had lost.....
" Did you miss me, Oni Chan? "
As soon as sukuna hears these lines, his domain gets cancelled because of his fear. IT WAS NONE OTHER THAN JIN ITADORI, SUKUNA'S YOUNGER TWIN!!!
Sukuna : HOW ARE YOU ALIVE, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!?
Jin : Calm down oni chan, lets have a calm and nice talk...
Sukuna : I THOUGHT KENJAKU HAD KILLED YOU!
Jin : thats because you think kenjaku was with you.
Sukuna: What? (immense fear on his face)
Jin : the point is, I planned everything, kenjaku was nothing more , than my puppet...
jin itadori begins to make two different signs on his two hands, AND ITS BECAUSE HE HAS NOT ONE BUT TWO DAMN DOMAINS!!!
sukuna : Dumbass, you may have come alive, but you will always be a defenseless kid to me.
Both are ready to engage in a domain clash, this might be the fight nature was trying to stop since eternity, but these two were like tigers, they couldn't be stopped by nature's chains....
(all this is obviously made up by me lmaao)

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Two days… It had been two days that Tracy had gone to sleep while Harrison was working, only to come back in the morning to see him still in the workshop. She knew he was damn productive, sure, but that really couldn’t be healthy. Apparently, it had something to do with the weird bowl of orange… soup… that Cera gave him. No way was it just caffeine; any amount of the stuff would have been filtered out of his system by now. He mentioned a tingling feeling too…
Damn, she did not know enough about drugs to even start assuming what that massive alien had Harrison fucked up on. At least the scanner said he was ‘fine’—if you ignore the other glaring issues the machine brought up. Plus, he said he didn’t mind it. Either way, he managed to complete the weaving component and a few other electrical backbones of the fabricator last night, so the project was practically done, and after seeing the engineer work himself half to death, she was dead-set on finishing it.
She was currently tits-deep into the upper manufacturing portion of the towering machine. It took a tall step-stool—on top of the nearby desk—for her to push her small shoulders through the even smaller access panels high on the everything-printer. It was difficult to fit her torso in, but she managed, holding a flashlight between her teeth as she fiddled with a stubborn series of mechanical ‘hands.’ Nothing new. The situation reminded her of the ‘shop back on Mars; it had the same ever-present scent of copper and industrial sealant. All that was missing was her dad’s ancient tunes blasting through some shitty speakers… Hold on…
The modular component in her grip was successfully attached with a resonating thock. Tracy squirmed out of the dim wire-filled crevice, trying her best to not rip her only tank-top on any bolts or corners, and getting a face-full of the bright flood-lights illuminating the workshop. She scowled and blocked out the searing light with a hand, but she was a bit too late to avoid going half-blind.
“Are the mechanical manipulators in?” Harrison grunted, poking his head out underneath the printer’s floor-adjacent maintenance hatch. She looked down at him as she tried to blink off the spots in her vision. His hair was messy, barely kept in line by his habit of combing through it with his fingers. The areas around his eyes were dark and sunken… Guess that’s what two all-nighters did to a man. He’d be seeing the hat man or start hallucinating if he didn’t get any sleep soon… but then again, the two of them were so close to finishing the fabricator…
“You bet.” She gave him a thumbs up, slamming the panel cover closed. “Feel free to test it.”
He nodded and slid back underneath the machine. “Gotcha”
She gently stepped off the stool and slid off the side of the desk, stretching herself out. If her piss-poor sitting posture or her tank-top puppies hadn’t already fucked her spine up, bending over backward to build this fabricator sure as hell would. She sat down next to the panel where Harrison resided, resting her back against the fabrication tower. Her excited voice broke the muffled noises of the engineer’s work. “So… Harrison?”
“Hmm—”
“—Mind if I play some music?”
The sounds from the hatch stopped, followed by his muffled, shocked tone echoing from beneath the fabricator. “You have music!?”
She smirked at seeing the expression on his face when his head popped out again. “I sure do… Did you seriously not download any to your data pad?”
He slipped out from beneath the fabricator fully, huffing as he took a knee beside her. The scent of melded rubber, wire, and his liquid labor reached her nose not-so-unpleasantly. “You would not believe how much of a pain it is to repair an entire barracks without it… So, yeah, I didn’t.”
“Sooooooooo, whatcha wanna listen to? I’ve got almost everything on here—besides the super niche, of course.” She pulled her data pad out, swiping to the massive music folder
“You wouldn’t like the kinda music I listen to; It’s ancient.”
She gave him a lighthearted, annoyed glare. “Welcome to the club… Now what’ll it be?”
“It’s Old Earth kind of ancient… but alright” He looked up at the ceiling in thought, lips pursed. “Do you have anything from Styx or Sweet?”
She stared at him incredulously, her smirk turning into a fully-fledged smile. “Oh my God. You are an absolute dork! You actually listen to Golden Age music?”
His brows raised, accusatory. “And you somehow know exactly who those bands were and what age of Old Earth music they came from?”
She smugly leaned in closer. “That’s because I’m just as much of a nerd with that kinda music as you apparently are.” She quickly looked upward, addressing the workshop AI. “Sebas, connect nearby speakers to my data pad’s audio.” Tracy elbowed the engineer lightly as the PA system chirped its affirmation. “Now, Mr. Golden Age music, which albums do ya want me to queue up?”
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The two of them listened to music for hours, tossing on songs they liked as they came to mind while they worked. Harrison had a ton of recommendations that spanned all over the Golden Ages and some twenty-first century classics. She didn’t even know half of them, but she was vibing either way, adding on her own taste by intermingling some older rock tracks and newer electronic beats. The playlist was steadily built up as the day went on. Thank God her dad showed her a vast array of tunes; she might not have been able to keep up with the engineer if her old man hadn't.
It made the work go by so fast, their conversations blurring as they jumped from topic to topic. They discussed whatever came to mind—old hobbies, old jobs, and old interests. A lot was left behind in Sol… At least she knew that the only other human on the planet was more interesting than a soulless workaholic. It turned out that he was a pretty big history buff, and he apparently read a lot about the colonization of the Sol system and the various wars of independence thereafter. Curious, she asked where the interest stemmed from, and he explained that his grandfather was an admiral in the Slavic-Europan deep-ice submarine fleet, which explained how Harrison’s mother was able to afford to immigrate to Mars from Europa.
He could also play an acoustic guitar, and, unfortunately for Tracy, he wasn’t even the slightest bit interested in printing one out, citing that it was a waste of time and material that would be better used elsewhere. That didn’t stop her from writing a note on her data pad to do so later, though. She hadn’t seen someone play one of those in years—the last time was probably in some old music video from the early twenty-second century. What a shame. She would have liked to hear some of the Europan songs his grandmother taught him.
On the bright side, the man seemed to take an interest in her odd hobbies. He brought up the folder of 3D models that she accidentally uploaded to the inter-module system and asked where she got the inspiration for what was in it. Boy, was he not ready for her ‘WarHalberd40k’ lore dump. Props to the guy for not standing up and leaving the workshop throughout her rambling. He even asked questions about the different factions and their weapons, which she was more than happy to talk about.
She also ended up going over the other franchises and hobbies she was interested in, such as robotics and the like. The only interruptions to their chat were the occasional Akula or Craftsman asking for insight regarding the various tasks he had allotted to them, or Shar coming in to check up on Harrison between guard shifts.
The new dynamic of the group was pretty interesting, to say the least. Tracy hadn’t been out to interact with the whole lot of Malkrin, but she definitely noticed how they treated the engineer. They’d started to look up to him in a way ever since he started showing off technology. In a little over two days, the man had shown them that he could provide the materials for a brick house, fine clothing—especially by the alien’s standards—armor, and delicious food. That wasn’t even mentioning the other benefits the technician heard a few of the ‘banished’ talking about over their meals: heating, electric lights, and other assorted machines.
She’d be feeling pretty happy about herself if she was in his position, having so many look up to him and be grateful at the same time. He seemed to view it a lot more robotically, however, only striving to get the basics done. Luckily for him, his basics were their luxury.
That wasn’t all there was to the topic; the engineer lamented about how the colony was going through food just as quickly as materials. The meals weren’t the direct issue he had, more that he had to start focusing on long-term resource harvesting rather than directly preparing for a literal horde of monsters—which wasn’t exactly ideal. It was a good thing that they just so happened to take on an influx of Malkrin then…
Either way, they finally finished the ‘totally legal modification’ for the fabricator, meaning they could at least partially address the latter half of his worries. The whole process of ripping out an old printer and replacing the parts for a new one felt a lot easier than she imagined… even if it took her at least forty-eight hours to complete it… with help from Harrison. Maybe that was why it felt so easy… She supposed the colony overseers didn’t choose the man for no reason, so his skills made sense.
“So… what do we want to print out first?” Tracy questioned, having finished testing the last major component.
The engineer stretched his arms up into the air and rotated his shoulders, then pulled back the desk’s chair and took a seat. “I’ve had just one thing in mind since the start of this whole project.”
Her brows raised in a mix of excitement and curiosity. She leaned forward, looking at the computer monitor from over his shoulder. “Oh? What’s that, then?”
A smirk formed along his cheek, the computer mouse rapidly clicking through the blueprint folder. “I’ve had a lot of time to think about what kind of firearm we need since I started dabbling in belt-fed weapon systems.” He opened one final file, a short loading bar preceding the exploded assembly view of… “An M2 Browning machine gun. It’s more than powerful enough to kill in one shot, while also being capable of fully-automatic fire, with a capacity of however many rounds we want in a belt-box.”
“Uh…huh…” She gave a skeptical nod and took a step back, not exactly sold on the idea. “It looks ancient. It’s kinetic, right? Why aren’t we using energy-based weapons? Don’t we have a gunpowder shortage coming up?”
He moved his chair off to the side to look back at her. “We just can’t; Simple as. We’ll need who knows how many more AI cores before we can get started on that level of equipment, Trace,” he huffed, returning his gaze to the specifications of the firearm. “This isn’t the most ‘modern’ weapon we can make, but its twenty-first century counterpart helps with an improved design… somewhat. And, as I said before, it should be more than capable of killing a bug in one shot, so Shar can just tap-fire it to save ammunition.”
Her head tilted quizzically. “Shar?”
“Yup,” he returned confidently. “It’s the perfect weapon for her.”
She raised a brow. “How so?”
He held his hand up, counting his reasons on his fingers. “She’s always on the front line with a shield, she can absolutely handle the weight and recoil, her four arms make reloading it simple, plus she’ll need something with range and power that isn’t a spear. So, why not? And, if for some reason, she doesn’t want to use it, we can just convert it into a turret—which is something I was planning on doing anyways with however more M2s we print out later.”
“I doubt she’ll say no to any gun you give her,” Tracy chuckled while shaking her head, inadvertently causing her bangs to cover her eyes.
“Fair enough,” he conceded with a bob of his head. “What do you think, then? What kinda weapons do you have in mind?”
She reapplied her goggles into an impromptu hairband, feeling a smirk cross her face. “Thought you’d never ask. What purpose do we need these guns to fulfill? Hordes I’m guessing?”
“That’s the idea, yeah. That doesn’t mean they all need to be machine guns, though.” He tapped the belt-fed shotgun beside him.
“Well, lemme see what we’re working with first.” She suddenly stepped forward, leaning over Harrison’s seat to access the keyboard and mouse. Her arms briefly rubbed against him, forcing him to roll his chair backward. She suppressed a giggle at seeing his incredulous frown.
Her eyes quickly traced the hundreds of individual files, clicking through all sorts of folders, each arranged from pre-twenty-first century ‘antiques,’ to more modern iterations of kinetics and particle weaponry. There was… a lot on there—almost too much to reasonably comb through. Why? Did the colony overseers just say ‘fuck it’ and put whatever they could find on here? Were they expecting the pioneers to make a museum of everything?
She sighed, standing up straight and facing Harrison. “Y’know, I’m actually impressed you managed to find that M2-whatever in there…”
He shifted in his seat, resting an elbow on the desk. “Yup, there’s a lot. I’m almost tempted to just make several of those machine guns and just call it a day, but I feel like that’d be too much of a strain on resources, no?”
“I don’t really know enough about how you fight those spider-crab things, or how to get more gunpowder, so… maybe?” She shrugged, biting her cheek in contemplation. “You might just wanna make a few smaller caliber weapons… like, uh… those old kinetic service rifles. If your pump-action shotgun works fine, I’m sure some normal guns would work just fine for now, right?”
He hardily gripped his firearm, hauling it up to his lap. “Depends on what you mean by ‘smaller caliber.’ The whole reason why the KS-23 here works—” he pulled out a massive shell from the ammo belt, displaying it on his palm. “—is because the twenty-three-millimeter round has enough energy transfer to mess up any bug's shell and insides. I’d say the smallest rounds we could use would be point-two-forty-three caliber to get any similar results.”
Brief flickers of grungy orange shells and gnashing teeth marred Tracy’s sight. She forcibly suppressed them, distracting herself with dry humor and a strained laugh. “Guess those fuckers can really take a punch, huh?”
He shook his head somberly. “I couldn’t imagine going up against them without a gun… Anyway, I like your idea of a standard rifle for now. Then, when we have some product lines up, we can go a little more in depth into personal weapons.”
“So are you gonna take one?” She hopped up on the desk, letting her legs swing off the side.
“Don’t think so, no. I’ll stick with my shotty.” The internals of the heavily modified weapon rattled as he held it up and inspected it. “Doesn’t mean I’ll keep it as is. I’m thinking of printing a laser aiming module so I can point-fire it accurately, and maybe a melee-oriented muzzle brake or a lighter chassis to reduce weight… Not sure though.”
She leaned forward and rested her elbows on her knees, her cheeks in her palms. “Melee-oriented? Oooooh, like a chain-sword or something?”
His short chuckle coerced a smirk to her face. “No, not like that. More something to use as a bludgeoning tool. Right before the blood-moon, I ended up getting just as much use out of this shotgun as a hammer than as a… well, a shotgun.”
“That’s pretty fuckin’ metal. So are you just gonna make the barrel into a giant bayonet?”
He nodded. “Not exactly a bayonet, but something more like a door-breaching break.”
A short silence settled on their conversation, the faint sounds of the fabricator’s hum and distant woodwork coming to light. Right, there was an outside world… She’d been too caught up talking to Harrison for however many hours it had been. She wondered how successful the fisherwomen were in collecting, and how things had been for the others working on the wood storage shack. Maybe it was already completed? The sun peered through the cargo bay door, proving that it was only about midday. What else would they work on today?
“Hey,” she ventured.
“Hm?” the engineer hummed, his eyes focused on the monitor beside the technician.
She scooted closer to his keyboard. “What’re we doing after this?”
“What do you mean?”
She leaned backward, propping herself up on two hands. “Project wise; what’s the next big thing?”
“Uhmmm…” he muttered, interacting with the computer for a few more seconds before finally meeting her gaze. “Well, I’ve just allocated the fabricator to print out the M2, three FALs—wood furniture, of course—then there’s the magazines and ammunition, so we’ve got a lot of time to kill. The next big thing is definitely going to be metal procurement, and— Oh, right!” Harrison stopped mid-sentence, reaching into his backpack and pulling out several finger-sized metallic cubes, a sudden fire in his eyes. “Okay, so a while ago, during an encounter with three colossi, Shar and Akula found a cave with some ‘surface’ metal deposits. I took a piece off to analyze, but never got the chance to until last night. Anyway, we don’t have any machines to examine the ore, so I made use of the recycler and broke it down to its baser components.”
She nodded along, seeing where he was going with his explanation. “I’m guessing those shiny cubes are the metals from the ore?”
“Sure is. So, as it turns out, we have a pretty damn close supply of not only iron, but also, zinc, sulfur, and a small amount of cadmium. I talked with Sebas about it and did a little research. We believe it’s something akin to sphalerite, given its composition and looks, which implies it’s a sedimentary exhalative deposit. That means there must have been some volcanic…”
Harrison continued talking about underwater deposits and ancient rock formations, bringing up some theories brought forward by the now 4-AI-core-powered Sebas, delving into the current land mass’ history and possible ore output. A lot of it went over the tradewoman’s head, but she still listened intently… Honestly, she could have listened to the man talk about finding metals for hours. It was sort of like the podcasts she used to listen to while completing colonist training, but even more personal and somehow easier to get lost in…
“…find some other minerals further down like silver, but it also might be an active lava zone. Again, these are all theories and this world could just throw the fundamentals of geology away as it does for physics. Anyway, sorry for going on for so long about that, just thought it’d be important for getting some metals in the future.”
“No, no,” Tracy assured, alleviating him of concern with a wave of her hand. “If there’s anything the colony overseers emphasized, it was farming and mineral acquisition. Don’t worry.” She smiled, pointing a thumb to herself. “I just wanna know how I can help.”
“Actually, I’ve a few things only you can do. I’d like to make use of your impressive drone-making expertise for a few applications, if you don’t mind.”
The task of keeping eye contact slipped into an impossible feat in the span of a singular second, planting a pang of embarrassment on her reddened face, forcing her to inspect her fidgeting hands. “I-I wouldn’t say ‘impressive’… b-but what do you have in mind?”
She could see him raise a brow out of the corner of her vision. “Well, after what you’ve shown me with the reconnaissance flyers, I’d like your help in setting up a more permanent ‘net’ of them to scour the meadow and parts of the nearby forest to look out for any approaching hordes. I don’t want to be snuck up on… again…”
‘Again.’
She noted his small frown and sunken eyes, both a little more exaggerated than they already were. It wasn’t like she’d deny his request, but the pangs of empathy over their shared situation all but solidified her resolve. It was the least she could do. She could help him. She would help him.
The technician exhaled slowly, taking on a more serious and understanding tone than before. “I… can do that. For sure. What else?”
“I appreciate it.” He gave a wane smile. “I’ll help you with whatever you need for the project. For the other drones, I’m thinking about a small exploration vehicle to map out caves around us and mark any minerals, as well as a submersible to look for potassium deposits in the ocean.”
“So… search bots?” She crossed her arms, confidence growing; those were her specialty. “Depending on how long the fabricators take and what kind of base drones are in the blueprint folders, I should be able to get those done in no time. All I need to know are the search cues for potassium and how many drones you want.”
He quickly shuffled a few folders on the computer, turning the monitor for her to see some scientific documents with various images and walls upon walls of text. “There’re plenty of resources for that on here for what to look for, and there’s always Sebas, so feel free to ask him since he can just sort through the data for you anyway. If you can, I’d like it if you could focus on the submersible after the reconnaissance drones.”
“Sounds good to me. I’ll be right on it, then.” She gave him a thumbs up, slipping off his desk and toward her own.
“I’ll bring you lunch in a bit. Imma go check on the others,” he called.
Her stomach grumbled at the mention, her head turning to give him an appreciative smile. “Oh! Thanks!”
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Avian creatures chirped from their perches in the trees nearby. The wind softly rustled red leaves as grass gently gave way to calculated footfalls. A warm sun laid its light on Shar’khee’s neck. It was surprisingly pleasant, were one to take the time to notice. The mainland was a confusing place for the paladin, with its disparate representations of nature contrasting so heavily. Some days were filled with blood and ravenous beasts, while others were left within the domain of simplicity and beauty. She was content to have the latter, yet it felt like a facade veiling the former—a soft exterior covering the maliciously spiked interior. Never could she leave herself to carelessness, no matter how welcoming it might be.
Hence why she worked to ensure the safety of the star-sent’s castles and their inhabitants, her days largely spent patrolling for any roaming swarms that may wish to cause them harm. She typically used the routine to think, but today offered little in the way of solitude. This time, she was accompanied by the previously banished guardswoman, and was tasked with instructing the new one, though the specifics of what such lessons should entail were vague. Still, Shar’khee did all that she could so as not to disappoint Harrison, so she could only attempt to meet his expectations of her.
She told the yellow-skinned female of the threats that the settlement faced, how one was to defeat them, and what to expect from the beasts. The guardswoman was directed to practice her form with the spear in both thrusts and throwing for some time afterward, proving herself to be well-built. Such was expected of her profession after all.
It was pleasing to have another capable of patrolling the settlement’s outskirts for swarms, as it would greatly impact how effectively the colony could react to such a threat. If her routine was to suffer for the colony’s well-being, she was happy to show the new one her patrol route and note what to look out for.
The guardswoman was not a perfect student, however. Shar’khee never addressed it directly, but the yellow-skinned female obviously discredited the danger posed by the abhorrent, not-so-subtly shrugging off any warnings.
…That was until they stumbled upon the ‘hyena-boars,’ as Harrison called them.
The beasts resided in a clearing not too far from the castles, carelessly meandering across the sea of tall grass. Shar’khee quickly crouched, dragging the guardswoman down with her. Once she assessed that the creatures were not an imminent danger, she decided it would be an excellent opportunity to show the new one how to properly engage a threat. She was about to propose the idea, yet her speech was silenced just as swiftly.
Orange flashes darted through the trees around the glade. Taloned feet and gnashing teeth tore across the ground toward the unsuspecting beasts at the center. It was much too late for them. They were slow. Surrounded. Unaware. It was as quick as it was vicious, the forest’s reds turning a deeper crimson hue in a moment's notice underneath the abhorrent’s brutality.
Gangly monstrosities gnawed and ripped at the dead creatures, brief glimpses of raw flesh and white bone protruding from the small spaces between the clumped-up beasts. Repulsive wet splatters of blood and gore overlapped the calm noises of the forest, the grisly scene serenaded by the softest of nature’s symphonies. It was a sickening juxtaposition.
Shar’khee bit back the unease and steeled herself. They were within twenty paces—close enough to smell the abhorrent’s vile stench of rot and bile, yet far enough so as not to be noticed. She briefly considered backing away and retreating, her focus bouncing between the different avenues of escape, or how to cover her footst—
Crack.
Several sets of feral, eyeless maws snapped in their direction, the blood dripping off freshly dampened teeth. The guardswoman gasped, Shar’khee’s gaze following to see the mistake: a singular broken branch crinkled as a yellow-colored foot raised off the splintering twig.
The paladin exhaled sharply and smoothly stood up, brandishing two spears and her shield. Her glare settled on the still crouching guardswoman. “You are to stay behind my shield and let them appr—ch. Rem—ber what I have told you. Aim for their maws when you thrust y—r lance.”
The other female nodded, shakily pulling out her own weapons with unsteady placement hampering her grip. There was an obvious nervousness to her gaze. Hesitance. That would not do.
Shar’khee faced the prowling abhorrent her knuckles shifting hue as she prepared for their advance, for there was no chance that they wouldn’t. True to her experience, the stalking turned to a gallop with several clicks of grotesque tongues, the swarm bolting toward her as one. She snarled and slammed her bulwark into the ground, letting the approaching beasts skewer themselves amongst its spikes.
There were only ten—a paltry amount. She had defended against magnitudes more, and yet she still stood. What is more, they were mindless. Uncoordinated. They would be but stains in the cloth she used to clean her armor. Perhaps, if they were fortunate, they might leave a furrow in her shield to remember them by. Her arms tensed as the first leapt.
One by one, the abhorrent fell, their repulsive green blood splattering under her thrusts. Each awaiting corpse tore across the grove’s grass, lunging to their deaths with gaping maws and unfeeling hunger, yet she did not yield. Their shells were crushed by her shield and impaled by her Goddess-blessed spears, becoming but one more smear across their surface. Ten motionless lumps lay before her, seeping their ichor into the soil, none having passed the barrier she became. Dead, just as the Creator intended. She remained vigilant for a few moments longer, watching for any more of the disgusting creatures.
None showed themselves, finally allowing blood to flow to her fingers once again. The shield’s heavy presence weighed down her back, the blood flicked off of her spears before she returned them to their place.
“Are y–u well?” Shar’khee addressed the frozen Malkrin, wiping away the splatter on her bracers. The guardswoman stared at the small pile of deceased creatures, her heavy breaths and widened eyes moving from the spear from her singular kill. The paladin huffed. “We are fort—ate that there were so few.”
“F-Few? God help us…” Her horrified, stunned gaze slowly met the paladin’s. “Y-You said there were hundreds on the crimson nights? H-How do you… They were s-so fast.”*
”As I h–ve warned,” Shar’khee affirmed.
“You are a paladin! You all exaggerate your feats… I thought it was just a facade!”
“I have no r—son to lie,” she returned tersely, shrugging off the insult to her station and shaking her head. “The mainl—d is far more dangerous than ten gnash—g beasts; more so than that of your island hamlet. Pick yourself up. We m—t inform the others of this incursion.”
The yellow-skinned female snarled, furrowing her brows at the ground in frustration. At whom…? Shar’khee? Herself? Regardless, the female promptly gathered her composure, pushing air through clenched jaws. A step forward had her feet splash in the small pool of blood, the Malkrin nodding toward the paladin to continue back to the castles.
“…for the village.”
Shar’khee paused in her stride and faced her, frowning at the determination and anger leaking through the intent. “W—t was that?”
Her question was returned with honesty, a huffed voice marred by vexation. “Paladin, how am I to defend my village-mates as I am now?”
“‘As you are now?’ What do you m—n?”
The guardswoman stared down at her spear, wood creaking under her grip. “I have faltered before what you deem a paltry threat, and the thought of an even greater one sows dread deep within my bones. I wish… I wish to be better prepared to defend those of my village. I cannot help but see their faces on those of the furred creature in the clearing, and yet, even if I am so close, I am just as unable to protect them.”
Shar’khee stared down the yellow female, a long gaze taking in a rare showing of sincerity. “Y—r fears are one we all share, new one. Do not be ashamed of them. All t—t matters is that you do not let them rem—n mere fear, but make them your strength. So tell me, do you wish to impr—e? To ensure they do not fall while you are support—g them?”
The yellow-skinned female released a shuddering breath that bled off the worst of her indecision, a newly invoked flame flaring within her visage. “I do, paladin. I seek to protect and to be of use.”
“Then, if you wish to make y—rself resilient in the face of all that opposes us, it would be my undertak—g to forge you anew. Fortunately, Harrison has ordered such already, and his guidance shall prove ever useful, should you pursue it.”
The guardswoman shuffled in place at the star-sent’s mention, her eyes slipping downwards. “He is of a great many resources, but I would rather receive your teachings than those of a craftsman… or that of a male, deity-sent he might be.”
She placed a palm on the female’s shoulder. “He is far more than you might ever k—w. Regardless of if you ac—pt his guidance, I commend your conviction. However—” Her hand gripped tighter, though not enough to instill hostility. “—understand that you are protecting more than just your vi—age-mates.”
The new one nodded, staring up at the paladin with stallwart resolve. “Of course. I shall be in your tutelage, then.”
Shar’khee smiled. “T—n let us begin.”
\= = = = =
Akula was becoming increasingly certain that she knew how her parents once felt. The green-skinned fisherwoman was currently rotating between the many tasks placed upon her, guiding the newcomers through the minutia of their tasks so they might live up to the potential Harrison saw within them. She was gratified to have her own talents recognized by the Creator, but it also placed a great many responsibilities in her talons. Of course, she handled each new addition with finesse befitting her heritage, never once balking from the increasing demands. If anything, she felt validated; it was required of her as a female anyway, was it not? The more feminine-appropriate labor and management one undertakes, the higher authority they were granted.
It began with a simple assignment to oversee the chef’s introduction to the star-sent’s provided cooking appliances. As fascinating and convenient as utilities were, she held no interest in preparing any more food than she already had, but teaching another to operate the machines would alleviate such requirements of her. She reluctantly accepted the task when it was proposed, especially considering the fact that Harrison was much too busy with his other projects to bother with something as benign as cooking. His work was more valuable elsewhere.
The task itself went well, and the pink-skinned chef was quick to pick up on the use of the various kitchen devices, as well as the smoker. A grin had grown when she considered the possibility of all males understanding such domestic things readily, yet her mirth at removing the masculine job required of her was short-lived. Despite the newly initiated Malkrin’s success, Harrison had Akula frequently return to oversee the numerous cooking operations being conducted. That was in tandem with the back-to-back fishing trips made by both herself and the newly acquired females.
…Which was something else the green-skinned cycle-worshipper was ordered to oversee.
She had left the chef to his devices after producing another batch of partially seasoned meals, returning to the Creator with hopes of a break. He applauded her efforts with a nod and tersely spoken appreciation, then quickly pushed two spearguns into her hand and directed her to the ocean, where the twins were ‘working with jack shit,’ as the busy male said. She was to give the fisherwomen the tools and make sure they were used properly, and offer additional assistance in acquiring ‘enough fish to have us fed for a little bit.’
So, she left to complete the given task, feeling somewhat appreciative that her speargun was of superior quality to those she would be delivering—the newcomers were only afforded the lesser, roped-bolt version. It was only natural that she was in possession of their greatest assets, of course; the star-sent saw her as the only one capable of wielding such fantastic ammunition, showing trust that was rightfully placed in her. That did not mean the gray-skinned females were unsatisfied with their own gifts, however. The twins were swiftly caught up on the ‘manual of arms’ and sent to work, somehow managing to keep up with Akula in spite of their land-based origins. The two were fast enough to outpace the cycle-worshipper in sheer speed, but their lack of numerous winters spent traversing deeper waters meant they required frequent rests, breaking the ocean’s surface after every third captured fish or so.
Still, she had to appreciate their dedication to their task. They never complained about Akula pushing them further to reach the star-sent’s vague objective. Such a task was entrusted to her—and by proxy, the other two—and thus it would be completed, no matter how much her comfortable bed… couch called her tiring muscles.
The group of three hauled net after full net of fresh meat to the chef—and sewist, who later joined him—forcing him to relegate much of the catch to long-term storage as the kitchen simply could not deal with the surplus. At least three-quarters of the fish were put to slow cook in the now Malkrin-sized smoker. The craftsman had upgraded it with a kit provided by Harrison, who had recycled much of the dining room and workshop furniture to accommodate it. The Creator’s showcased urgency to gather materials was clearly not unfounded… It was admirable how he used what little he had left to ensure food would not be scarce. Additionally, the apparatus exuded an excellent scent for all the survivors to enjoy, the earthy aroma drawing in some of the other Malkrin for their breaks or meals.
Those were not the end of the cycle-worshiper’s tasks, however. She was also required to report on Shar’khee’s progress in training the guardswoman—helping to recycle the small swarm of abhorrent they cleared earlier—as well as the wood storage building’s progress. Indeed, she was advising and assisting however and wherever applicable. To say she was seen all around the settlement would be an understatement.
Nevertheless, she was appreciative to see her efforts bearing fruit by sundown. The processing of their meals from sea to plate was quite efficient, and those that Akula taught were now well-practiced in their duties. The twin fisherwomen dove from wave to wave, bringing fish back to the barracks, where the cook and sewist swiftly worked to transfer the meat to pans and smoker hooks alike. Then, the remnants of the Sea Goddess’ aquatic gifts would be subsequently recycled and given purpose anew as biofuel or perhaps future fertilizer.
The endless onslaught of duties and responsibilities had enlightened her, in a way. She could see where Harrison came from now; having a working project go from one point to another without input nor difficulty was a sight to behold, and it made her swell with pride. It was a surmountable feat to teach the barbaric ground-worshippers to do something properly.
…Well, they were not horrible Malkrin, so perhaps simply calling them ‘uninitiated’ was a more apt descriptor…
No matter the tribulations faced, and no matter how draining her new authority might be, her rest at the end of the day would be one that was well-earned, and it would be had with a sense of satisfaction. She deserved it, and perhaps that extended to the rest of the settlement as well.
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First Part
“Your house is really nice,” I remarked, placing my sleeping bag and pillow on the floor. I kept my backpack close, making sure the crucifix I borrowed from my parents was safely tucked inside one of its pockets. I really hope my mom doesn't realize it's missing.
I was the only one who had arrived at the Bardell’s house so far. Mrs. Bardell opened the door and greeted me with a big, never-ending smile that looked like it was permanently glued to her face. Her teeth showed through the wide grin, and her lips were covered in a thick layer of red lipstick.
“That's really nice of you," she responded with a smile. “I can see why you get along with my girls.”
Mary and Jane, seated across from me, both nodded and chimed in together, “Yes, she's great, Mom. We're happy we invited her.”
“So, when are the others getting here?” I asked.
“What others?” Mrs. Bardell appeared puzzled.
“Tammy and Harriette. They said you invited them too, and they promised they'd come.”
“Oh, they're not coming anymore. They called just before you arrived to let us know,” Mrs. Bardell explained. Her big, dark eyes moved between me and the twins. “Okay girls, just sit tight for a bit. Dinner will be ready soon.” Then she went into the kitchen.
Fantastic! Just fantastic! Some friends they are. Traitors!
“They didn't tell me…” I mumbled quietly, feeling betrayed. I quickly checked my phone and texted Tammy: So you're just not gonna show up?
The message was stuck on “sending…”
“Don't worry about it,” the twins reassured me. “We'll still have a great time tonight!”
Their idea of a good time was putting on a skit they had practiced the last few days. The twins disappeared upstairs, only to return dressed in their costumes. Mary had on a gray hoodie that I thought I'd seen before, and I noticed a dark crusty-looking red spot on the sleeve. Jane sported a baseball uniform. Mr. Bardell, wearing a smile like his wife, joined in the fun. He was down on all fours, wearing a dog mask that looked surprisingly lifelike.
I sat still on the sofa, feeling completely weirded out.
As Mary ambled around the living room, her hood shielding her face and her hands tucked in her pockets, Jane and Mr. Bardell engaged in a game of frisbee. Mr. Bardell crawled around like a playful pup, zooming across the room and even leaping over the couch. Quickly, I crouched down to avoid getting hit. He then sprang to his feet, his arms bent like a dog's, proudly holding the frisbee in his mouth.
Mary stopped and glanced back. “Cool dog,” she said.
“Thanks,” Jane said, mimicking a man’s low pitch. “What’s your name, son?”
“Eddie.”
My stomach sank. That was the name of our missing classmate.
“Would you like to play with him?” Jane continued.
“I should really get home, my mom–” said Mary.
“One throw won't hurt, would it?”
“I guess not.”
Jane grabbed the frisbee out of her dad's mouth and passed it to Mary. The frisbee soared into the dining room and plopped right onto a plate sitting on the table.
“Oh! It flew into my house,” said Jane.
“I'm sorry!” Mary said.
“That's okay, my daughters are getting a kick out of watching us.” Jane pointed up. “Do you see them over there? Second floor, window to the right.”
Mary waved.
“They told me you're a friend of theirs.”
“Not exactly friends… I mean, we went to the same school. I haven't seen them around in a while though.”
“Why don't you come inside and say hi?”
Before Mary could answer, Mrs. Bardell popped out of the kitchen, saying dinner was served. All eyes turned to me, waiting for me to make the first move.
xxx
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Throwaway,
I (29m), my parents divorced when I was 7. After the divorce, I initially lived with my mom and spent weekends with my dad. When I was 9, my mom moved in with her boyfriend, and I was sent to live with my dad. At first, it was fine because my mom would regularly meet with me, but over time, those visits became less.
When I was 12, my dad introduced me to his girlfriend, who I could tell didn't like me. I didn't understand why. By then, I was only seeing my mom once every three months or so. My dad told me to get used to his girlfriend, but we never really got along. A year later, my dad told me I would be living with my grandmother (his mom) from now on because his girlfriend was pregnant and wanted a calm house. I was angry and caused a scene. His girlfriend told my dad that I was always like this around her, which was a lie, but my dad believed her and shipped me off to my grandmother.
I told my mom I wanted to live with her, but she said she and her partner traveled the world all the time and that I needed to stay put for school. So, I lived with my grandmother. My parents occasionally checked in on me, meeting me on my birthday or sending essentials until I was 16. After that, the contact became even less frequent—no birthday calls or money for essentials. My grandmother had to go back to work to support me.
I had no idea that my dad had married his girlfriend and had two other kids or that my mom had gotten married and had twins until my grandmother told me. I started to resent both of them, but my sweet grandmother kept me grounded. She provided for me, ensured I graduated, and helped me get into a good college.
When I turned 18, as a gift to her, I changed my last name to her maiden name. She wasn't happy initially but accepted it later. My parents hadn't contacted me or grandmother for over a year and a half at that point. I went to college, graduated, got a good job, got engaged, and have generally had a good life. I haven't spoken to my parents in all this time. My grandmother passed away four years ago, I tried to text and call the only phone number I had of dad but it didn't go through and I was the only family member at her funeral.
Recently, I got an email from my dad and mom asking to meet and reconnect. I don't know how they got my personal email. My dad says he wants to apologize and attend my wedding, and his kids want to meet their big brother. He also mentioned that my mom wants to meet me and apologize as well. He even had the audacity to write that he was disappointed in me changing my last name but "understood it." He didn't even ask about his own mother. I've already moved on without them, hit multiple milestones in my life and career without their support, so I sent a reply stating I don't know him or my mom, added a few other harsh words, and told them never to contact me again.
I told my fiancée, who comes from a big family and is very family-oriented, and she was upset, saying I was too harsh. She believes I should give them a chance since it's been so long. We had huge argument about this. She kept saying how family is important and I should forgive and forget. Now, I have a feeling she might be involved with them and she might be the one who gave them my email. I talked to my close friends and all of them say I am justified on my stance but my fiancée's outburst is making me think about it.

My partner and I have our engagement party coming up next month. My parents are hosting our families and friends at their home to celebrate (around 65 people). We moved out of town last year so I could go to grad school, and while we are super close with our families, we got engaged away from everyone, so we are driving 4.5 hours home to be with our loved ones and celebrate a little over 2 months into our engagement.
My question is - are gifts expected at engagement parties? I am first generation American and did not think gifts were a part of engagement celebrations at all. The issue of gifts were not on my radar whatsoever, because getting to see + celebrate with our loved ones is the gift, and culturally I hadn’t heard of gifts at engagement parties before. However, my partner’s twin brother texted him asking if gifts are expected at the party. The answer is NO! I am wondering if we misstepped by not writing “no gifts” on our invitations? Should we follow up with our guests to make sure they know that they aren’t expected to bring gifts? I appreciate any input on this subject!

Hi. I’m 24 and pregnant with twins unexpectedly but a welcome surprise. My dad has constantly voiced that I’m not able to marry my fiancé till he has gone through nursing school which my SO panicked and promised my dad when he asked for his blessing. My father wasn’t really even excited when we got engaged 1.5 years ago. Fast forward to now and my SO is currently doing prerequisites for nursing. Some of my family has disapproved with the idea of having babies without being married. While on my significant others side of the family kept encouraging us to get married and thought it was ridiculous that my father did not want us to. Me and my SO finally decided to do it, I especially wanted to for my future children as it’s important to me. We wouldn’t have enough time to throw together a wedding and we are saving our money for the babies soon to be here. So me and my SO decided to go to the courthouse and get married spontaneously . I especially didn’t want to tell family before hand because I know my father would disapprove and I didn’t want to have that anxiety during that small ceremony. We told my husbands side of the family later on the same day and they were so excited. Fast forward and there hasn’t been a good time to tell my father and I had to go to a wedding out of state. When I return I plan on telling him. I just need help on what to say. I know he will be upset I didn’t tell him before hand and I know a lot of people my side will be upset. I’m just having trouble with finding the words. I still plan on having a big reception at some point and maybe a vow renewal ceremony as well.

Universal Century and Regild Century (original timeline)(From Gundam 0079 - Gundam Reconguista in G)
GM Dominance
GM Ground Type
Gundam GP02A (Type-MLRS)
Gundam GP04 "Gerbera"
Gundam Pixy
Methuss
Hyaku Shiki Kai
Hyaku Shiki Kai Mass Production Type
Full Armor Hyaku Shiki Kai
Mega Bazooka Launcher as a EX-skill or a burst skill for the Hyaku Shiki.
Bolinoak Sammahn
Enhanced ZZ Gundam
Gundam TR-1 ［Hazel-Rah］
Hrududu
Nu Gundam Heavy Weapons System
Nu Gundam’s Duel Fin Funnels
Hi-ν Gundam Heavy Weapons System
Hi-ν Gundam’s Hyper Mega Bazooka Launcher (as an awakening skill)
Sazabi FF
Sinanju Stein
G-Defenser for Gundam Mk.II to become Super Gundam
Deep Striker as a MA boss
Delta Gundam
Gundam Delta Kai
Mudrock Gundam
Full Armor 7th Gundam
Full Armor Gundam (Light Armor Thunderbolt Ver.)
Atlas Gundam (Bandit Flower Ver.)
Gundam Ground Type S
GM (Thunderbolt Ver.)
Kshatriya Repair
Moon Gundam
Moon Gundam (Long Rifle Equipped Ver.)
Varguil
ReZEL
ReZEL Commander Type
Unicorn Gundam 03 Phenex (Gundam NT Ver.)
Armed Armored DE (Gundam NT Ver.)
unicorn gundam perfectibility divine
Gundam F90
Gundam F90’s missions packs A-Z
Gundam F91 Twin VSBR Type
Gundam F91 Heavy Weapons Type
Crossbone Gundam X-0
Crossbone Gundam X-1 Skull Heart
Crossbone Gundam X-1 Patchwork
Crossbone Gundam X-1 Full Cloth
Crossbone Gundam X-2
Crossbone Gundam X-2 Kai
Crossbone Gundam X-3
Ghost Gundam
Phantom Gundam
Second V
Gun-EZ
Gunblaster
S-Gundam's Beam Rifle
Narrative Gundam A-packs (as a MA boss or awakening skill)
Narrative Gundam B-packs
Narrative Gundam C-packs
Gundam FSD
GM Intercept Custom
GM Guard Custom
Gundam Local Type
Heavy Gundam
Penelope
Odysseus Gundam
Neo Zeong (as an awakening skill)
Engage Gundam
Gundam GPO-3 Dendrobium (as an awakening skill)
Gundam EX
Gundam G-Arcane
Gundam G-Arcane Full Dress
Gundam G-Self Space Pack
Gundam G-Self Assault Pack
Gundam G-Self Reflector Pack
Gaeon
Dahack
Montero
After War (GundamX)
Gundam Airmaster
Gundam Airmaster Burst
Gundam Leopard
Gundam Leopard Destroy
G-Falcon
Gundam Belphagor
Daughtress
Daughtress Command
Gundam Ashtaron
Gundam Ashtaron Hermit Crab
Cosmic Era (Gundam SEED and SEED Destiny)
M1 Astray
Murasame
METEOR (as an awakening skill)
Gunbarrel Dagger (also know as the 105 Dagger + Gunbarrel striker)
Strike Gundam’s Strike Bazooka
Lightning Strike Gundam
Blu Duel Gundam
Verde Buster Gundam
Dreadnought Gundam
X Astray
Calamity Gundam
Forbidden Gundam
Raider Gundam
Gundam Hyperion
Gundam Astray Blue Frame D
Gundam Astray Turn Red
Gundam Astray Noir
Load Astray Ω
Civilian Astray DSSD Custom
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Destiny Impulse Gundam
DI Adaga
GINN High Maneuver Type
CGUE DEEP Arms
GuAIZ
GOUF Ignited
ZAKU Phantom
ZAFT ZAKU Bazooka
Slash ZAKU Phantom
Blaze ZAKU Phantom
Kerberos ZAKU Warrior
Kerberos wizard pack
Kerberos BuCUE Hound
DOM Trooper
Abyss Gundam
Gaia Gundam
Chaos Gundam
Saviour Gundam
Strike dagger
Strike dagger Parachute pack
Dagger L
Dark dagger L’s Mk39 Low-Recoil Cannonl
Windam
Doppelhorn Striker
Multi Striker Pack
Maneuver Striker
Raijin Striker
Eclipse Gundam
Eclipse Gundam Reactor 2
Testament Gundam
Gundam Astray Out Frame
Gundam Astray Out Frame D
Zeus Silhouette
Destiny Gundam Spec II
Infinite Justice Gundam Type II
Mighty Strike Freedom Gundam
Rising Freedom Gundam
Immortal Justice Gundam
ZGMF-MM07 Z'Gok
Another Trial Sword Strike Gundam E & Another Trial Launcher Strike Gundam E
Destroy Gundam (boss)
Gundam Astray Mirage Frame
Gundam Astray Mirage Frame 2nd Issue
Gundam Astray Mirage Frame 3rd Issue
Gale Strike Gundam
Hail Buster Gundam
Regen Duel Gundam
Nix Providence Gundam
Nebula Blitz Gundam
GELGOOG Menace
GYAN Strom
GYAN Strom (Hilda Harken colors)
Cavalier Aifrid
Lightning Buster Gundam
Duel Blitz Gundam
Type 35 Prototype Advanced Railgun
NOG-M1A1 Shi-ve.A
NOG-M4F Rud-ro.A
NOG-M2D1/E Cal-re.A
Raigo Gundam
Raigo Gundam Speculum
Raigo Gundam Sumbullet
Raigo Gundam Calibarn
For Anno Domini (Gundam 00)
0 Gundam
0 Gundam (type A.C.D.)
1.5 Gundam
Seravee Gundam GNHW/B
Arios Gundam GNHW/M
Gundam Exia Repair 1, Repair 2, Repair 3 & Repair 4
XN Raiser
00 XN Raiser
00 Raiser GN Condenser Type
Gundam Avalanche Exia (Non Dash Ver.)
Arios Gundam
Seravee Gundam
Seraphim Gundam
Cherudim gundam’s GN Sniper Rifle II sub-machine gun mode
Cherudim Gundam SAGA
Gundam Harute final battle version
Gundam Zabanya final battle version
00 Qan［T］ Full Saber
Raphael Gundam
Gundam Astraea
Gundam Astraea Type F
Gundam Astraea Type F Full Armament
Gundam Astraea Type F2
Gundam Avalanche Astraea Type F
Gundam Plutone
Gundam Rasiel
Sefer Rasiel
Reborns Gundam Origin
Reborns Gundam
GN Arms type E (as an awakening skill)
GN Arms type D (as an awakening skill)
For After Colony (Gundam Wing)
OZ-06MS Leo all equipment
OZ-06MS Leo [Space type]
Taurus Custom
Vayeate
Mercurius
Wing Zero Custom’s Drei Zwerg
Wing Zero Custom’s Wing Shield Neo
Gundam Griepe
Gundam Aesculapius
Gundam Geminass 01
Tallgeese 2’s Heat sword (EWoL)
Tallgeese Flugel
Tallgeese Flugel’s Heat Halberd
Gundam Deathscythe Hell custom’s Buster Shields
Gundam Nataku’s beam cannon & twin beam cannon (aka Altron Gundam custom’s beam cannon & twin beam cannon)
Shenlong Gundam EW Liaoya
Gundam Deathscyythe EW Rousette
Gundam Heavyarms EW Eagle
Gundam Sandrock EW Armadillo
Advanced Generation (Gundam AGE)
Genoace Custom
G-Exes
G-Bouncer
Zeydra
Ghirarga
Gundam AGE-1 Swordia
Gundam AGE-1 Flat
Gundam AGE-1 Glansa
Gundam AGE-1 Full Glansa
Gundam AGE-1 Razor
Gundam AGE-1 Sparrow
Gundam AGE-2 Double Bullet’s twin Rifles
Gundam AGE-2 Artimes
Gundam AGE-3 Orbital
Gundam TRY-AGE
G-Xiphos
G-Xiphos (Snake Sword Equipment Type)
Shaldoll Rogue
G-Exes Jackedge
Post Disaster (Gundam Iron-Blooded Orphans)
Gundam Barbatos 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 5th form, and 5th from ground
Weapons for Gundam Barbatos Lupus. Arm Rocket Launcher, New Long Sword, Large Railgun, Variable Mace, and Anti-Ship Lance Mace
Gundam Gusion Rebake Full City
Gundam Gusion Rebake Full City booster
Gundam Flauros (Ryusei-Go)
Gundam Flauros (Ryusei-Go) Short-Barrelled Cannon
Gundam Flauros (Ryusei-Go) Dainsleif Super Galaxy Cannon
Graze Dainsleif
Graze Ritter
All weapons and equipment for Graze
Graze custom
Graze custom II (Ryusei-Go)
Graze Custom III (Ryusei-Go)
Schwalbe Graze
Geirail Scharfrichter
Geirail
Helmwige Reincar
Gundam Kimaris Trooper
Gundam Vidar
Gundam Astaroth Rinascimento
Gundam Vual
Gundam Astaroth Origin
Gundam Dantalion
Gundam Dantalion Half Cowl T
Gundam Dantalion Half Cowl B
Gundam Dantalion Perfect Cowl
Long Distance Transport Booster Kutan Type-III (as an awakening skill)
Gundam Hajiroboshi
Gundam Hajiroboshi Alector
Gundam Hajiroboshi 2nd from
Gundam Marchosias
Gundam Asmoday
Gundam Gremory
Grimgerde
Rouei
Reginlaze
Helmwige Reincar
Reginlaze Julia
Reginlaze Julia Final battle
Sigrún
Shiden Custom
Orga's Shiden
Shiden
Landman Rodi
man Rodi
Hekija
Hyakuri
Hyakuren
Oltlinde
For Gunpla Builders Beginning G
Forever Gundam
Beginning Gundam (original variant)
Beginning D Gundam
Beginning J Gundam
Gundam Build Fighters and Divers
Build Gundam Mk-II and make the build booster Mk.II a separate backpack
Build Strike gundam’s beam gun
Star Build Strike Gundam
Build Strike Galaxy Cosmos
Build Strike Exceed Galaxy
Try Burning Gundam
Kamiki Burning Gundam
Shin Burning Gundam
Lightning Gundam Full Burnern
Lightning Gundam Strider
Lightning Zeta Gundam
Gundam Leopard da Vinci
Gundam X Maoh
Gundam X Jumaoh
Crossbone Gundam Maoh
Wing Gundam Fenice
Gundam Fenice Liberta
Gundam Fenice Rinascita
Lunagazer Gundam
Gundam Portent
Gundam 00 Shia Qan[T]
Transient Gundam
Transient Gundam Glacier
A-Z Gundam
Reversible Gundam
Zaku Amazing
Kämpfer Amazing
Gundam Amazing Exia
Gundam Exia Dark Matter
Amazing Strike Freedom Gundam
Gundam Amazing Red Warrior
Ballistic Zaku
Weiss Sinanju
Sengoku Astray Gundam
Ninpulse Gundam
Gouf R35
Dom R35
Denial Gundam
Gundam Schwarzritter
Cathedral Gundam
Mega-Shiki
Kurenai Musha" Red Warrior Amazing
Gundam Lightning Black Warrior
Galbaldy Rebake
Gundam Astray No-Name
Gundam Love Phantom
Gundam 00 Diver Ace
Gundam 00 Sky
Gundam 00 Sky HWS (Heavy Weapon System)
Gundam 00 Sky Moebius
Gundam 00 Diver Arc
Gundam AGE-II Magnum (SV ver.)
Gundam TRY-AGE Magnum
Impulse Gundam Arc
Impulse Gundam Lancier
Gundam Stormbringer
Gundam Valkyrie
Core Gundam［Rize]
Core Gundam and core Gundam Gundam 2 with planet System
Re:Rising Gundam (as an awakening skills)
Plutine Gundam
Veetwo Gundam
Mercuone Gundam
Marsfour Gundam
Nepteight Gundam
Earthree Gundam
Uraven Gundam
Saturnix Gundam
Jupitive Gundam
Uraven Gundam Extra Limited Change
Gundam Anima［Rize］
Aun[Rize] Armor
Gundam Justice Knight
Gundam Aegis Knight
JMA0530-MAY Wodom Pod
Valkylander
Avalanche Rex Valkylander
Ex Valkylander
Alus Core Gundam
Alus Earthree Gundam
Fake ν Gundam
Gundam Barbataurus
Gundam Areus
Gundam Artemis
RX-Zeromaru
RX-Zeromaru (Shinki Kessho)
F-Kunoichi Kai
Winning Gundam
Star winning Gundam
Star winning Gundam (Real Type)
Gundam Seltsam
Gundam Tertium
Gundam Amazing Barbatos Lupus
Gundam Barbaric
∀ Gundam Shin
Other
Extreme Gundam
G-Saviour Space Mode
Ex Impulse
Phoenix Gundam (SD GUNDAM)
Tornado Gundam (SD GUNDAM)
Sisquiede (A.E.U.G. colors SD GUNDAM)
Sisquiede ( Titans color SD GUNDAM)
Kouki Gundam
Avalanche Rex Buster
Tertium Arms
Seltsam Arms
GN Sefer
Dáinsleif (Graze & Gundam Flauros)
Gusion Axe and Gusion Chopper
Gundam Lfrith Anavata
Gundam Lfrith Jiu
Gundam Lfrith Pre-Production Model
Gundam Lfrith
Mirasoul Flight Unit
Gundam Pharact
Gundam Aerial Rebuild
Gundam Schwarzette
Gundam Calibarn
Gundam Calibarn Permet Score 8
Blot Gundam
Gundam Maxter
Gundam Spiegel (a.k.a shadow Gundam)

Universal Century and Regild Century (original timeline)(From Gundam 0079 - Gundam Reconguista in G)
GM Dominance
GM Ground Type
Gundam GP02A (Type-MLRS)
Gundam GP04 "Gerbera"
Gundam Pixy
Methuss
Hyaku Shiki Kai
Hyaku Shiki Kai Mass Production Type
Full Armor Hyaku Shiki Kai
Mega Bazooka Launcher as a EX-skill or a burst skill for the Hyaku Shiki.
Bolinoak Sammahn
Enhanced ZZ Gundam
Gundam TR-1 ［Hazel-Rah］
Hrududu
Nu Gundam Heavy Weapons System
Nu Gundam’s Duel Fin Funnels
Hi-ν Gundam Heavy Weapons System
Hi-ν Gundam’s Hyper Mega Bazooka Launcher (as an awakening skill)
Sazabi FF
Sinanju Stein
G-Defenser for Gundam Mk.II to become Super Gundam
Deep Striker as a MA boss
Delta Gundam
Gundam Delta Kai
Mudrock Gundam
Full Armor 7th Gundam
Full Armor Gundam (Light Armor Thunderbolt Ver.)
Atlas Gundam (Bandit Flower Ver.)
Gundam Ground Type S
GM (Thunderbolt Ver.)
Kshatriya Repair
Moon Gundam
Moon Gundam (Long Rifle Equipped Ver.)
Varguil
ReZEL
ReZEL Commander Type
Unicorn Gundam 03 Phenex (Gundam NT Ver.)
Armed Armored DE (Gundam NT Ver.)
unicorn gundam perfectibility divine
Gundam F90
Gundam F90’s missions packs A-Z
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Gundam F91 Heavy Weapons Type
Crossbone Gundam X-0
Crossbone Gundam X-1 Skull Heart
Crossbone Gundam X-1 Patchwork
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Ghost Gundam
Phantom Gundam
Second V
Gun-EZ
Gunblaster
S-Gundam's Beam Rifle
Narrative Gundam A-packs (as a MA boss or awakening skill)
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Narrative Gundam C-packs
Gundam FSD
GM Intercept Custom
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Heavy Gundam
Penelope
Odysseus Gundam
Neo Zeong (as an awakening skill)
Engage Gundam
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Gundam EX
Gundam G-Arcane
Gundam G-Arcane Full Dress
Gundam G-Self Space Pack
Gundam G-Self Assault Pack
Gundam G-Self Reflector Pack
Gaeon
Dahack
Montero
After War (GundamX)
Gundam Airmaster
Gundam Airmaster Burst
Gundam Leopard
Gundam Leopard Destroy
G-Falcon
Gundam Belphagor
Daughtress
Daughtress Command
Gundam Ashtaron
Gundam Ashtaron Hermit Crab
Cosmic Era (Gundam SEED and SEED Destiny)
M1 Astray
Murasame
METEOR (as an awakening skill)
Gunbarrel Dagger (also know as the 105 Dagger + Gunbarrel striker)
Strike Gundam’s Strike Bazooka
Lightning Strike Gundam
Blu Duel Gundam
Verde Buster Gundam
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Load Astray Ω
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Destiny Impulse Gundam
DI Adaga
GINN High Maneuver Type
CGUE DEEP Arms
GuAIZ
GOUF Ignited
ZAKU Phantom
ZAFT ZAKU Bazooka
Slash ZAKU Phantom
Blaze ZAKU Phantom
Kerberos ZAKU Warrior
Kerberos wizard pack
Kerberos BuCUE Hound
DOM Trooper
Abyss Gundam
Gaia Gundam
Chaos Gundam
Saviour Gundam
Strike dagger
Strike dagger Parachute pack
Dagger L
Dark dagger L’s Mk39 Low-Recoil Cannonl
Windam
Doppelhorn Striker
Multi Striker Pack
Maneuver Striker
Raijin Striker
Eclipse Gundam
Eclipse Gundam Reactor 2
Testament Gundam
Gundam Astray Out Frame
Gundam Astray Out Frame D
Zeus Silhouette
Destiny Gundam Spec II
Infinite Justice Gundam Type II
Mighty Strike Freedom Gundam
Rising Freedom Gundam
Immortal Justice Gundam
ZGMF-MM07 Z'Gok
Another Trial Sword Strike Gundam E & Another Trial Launcher Strike Gundam E
Destroy Gundam (boss)
Gundam Astray Mirage Frame
Gundam Astray Mirage Frame 2nd Issue
Gundam Astray Mirage Frame 3rd Issue
Gale Strike Gundam
Hail Buster Gundam
Regen Duel Gundam
Nix Providence Gundam
Nebula Blitz Gundam
GELGOOG Menace
GYAN Strom
GYAN Strom (Hilda Harken colors)
Cavalier Aifrid
Lightning Buster Gundam
Duel Blitz Gundam
Type 35 Prototype Advanced Railgun
NOG-M1A1 Shi-ve.A
NOG-M4F Rud-ro.A
NOG-M2D1/E Cal-re.A
Raigo Gundam
Raigo Gundam Speculum
Raigo Gundam Sumbullet
Raigo Gundam Calibarn
For Anno Domini (Gundam 00)
0 Gundam
0 Gundam (type A.C.D.)
1.5 Gundam
Seravee Gundam GNHW/B
Arios Gundam GNHW/M
Gundam Exia Repair 1, Repair 2, Repair 3 & Repair 4
XN Raiser
00 XN Raiser
00 Raiser GN Condenser Type
Gundam Avalanche Exia (Non Dash Ver.)
Arios Gundam
Seravee Gundam
Seraphim Gundam
Cherudim gundam’s GN Sniper Rifle II sub-machine gun mode
Cherudim Gundam SAGA
Gundam Harute final battle version
Gundam Zabanya final battle version
00 Qan［T］ Full Saber
Raphael Gundam
Gundam Astraea
Gundam Astraea Type F
Gundam Astraea Type F Full Armament
Gundam Astraea Type F2
Gundam Avalanche Astraea Type F
Gundam Plutone
Gundam Rasiel
Sefer Rasiel
Reborns Gundam Origin
Reborns Gundam
GN Arms type E (as an awakening skill)
GN Arms type D (as an awakening skill)
For After Colony (Gundam Wing)
OZ-06MS Leo all equipment
OZ-06MS Leo [Space type]
Taurus Custom
Vayeate
Mercurius
Wing Zero Custom’s Drei Zwerg
Wing Zero Custom’s Wing Shield Neo
Gundam Griepe
Gundam Aesculapius
Gundam Geminass 01
Tallgeese 2’s Heat sword (EWoL)
Tallgeese Flugel
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Gundam Deathscythe Hell custom’s Buster Shields
Gundam Nataku’s beam cannon & twin beam cannon (aka Altron Gundam custom’s beam cannon & twin beam cannon)
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Gundam Heavyarms EW Eagle
Gundam Sandrock EW Armadillo
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Genoace Custom
G-Exes
G-Bouncer
Zeydra
Ghirarga
Gundam AGE-1 Swordia
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Gundam AGE-1 Sparrow
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Gundam AGE-2 Artimes
Gundam AGE-3 Orbital
Gundam TRY-AGE
G-Xiphos
G-Xiphos (Snake Sword Equipment Type)
Shaldoll Rogue
G-Exes Jackedge
For Post Disaster (Gundam Iron-Blooded Orphans)
Gundam Barbatos 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 5th form, and 5th from ground
Weapons for Gundam Barbatos Lupus. Arm Rocket Launcher, New Long Sword, Large Railgun, Variable Mace, and Anti-Ship Lance Mace
Gundam Gusion Rebake Full City
Gundam Gusion Rebake Full City booster
Gundam Flauros (Ryusei-Go)
Gundam Flauros (Ryusei-Go) Short-Barrelled Cannon
Gundam Flauros (Ryusei-Go) Dainsleif Super Galaxy Cannon
Graze Dainsleif
Graze Ritter
All weapons and equipment for Graze
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Graze Custom III (Ryusei-Go)
Schwalbe Graze
Geirail Scharfrichter
Geirail
Helmwige Reincar
Gundam Kimaris Trooper
Gundam Vidar
Gundam Astaroth Rinascimento
Gundam Vual
Gundam Astaroth Origin
Gundam Dantalion
Gundam Dantalion Half Cowl T
Gundam Dantalion Half Cowl B
Gundam Dantalion Perfect Cowl
Long Distance Transport Booster Kutan Type-III (as an awakening skill)
Gundam Hajiroboshi
Gundam Hajiroboshi Alector
Gundam Hajiroboshi 2nd from
Gundam Marchosias
Gundam Asmoday
Gundam Gremory
Grimgerde
Rouei
Reginlaze
Helmwige Reincar
Reginlaze Julia
Reginlaze Julia Final battle
Sigrún
Shiden Custom
Orga's Shiden
Shiden
Landman Rodi
man Rodi
Hekija
Hyakuri
Hyakuren
Oltlinde
For Gunpla Builders Beginning G
Forever Gundam
Beginning Gundam (original variant)
Beginning D Gundam
Beginning J Gundam
For Gundam Build Fighters and Divers
Build Gundam Mk-II and make the build booster Mk.II a separate backpack
Build Strike gundam’s beam gun
Star Build Strike Gundam
Build Strike Galaxy Cosmos
Build Strike Exceed Galaxy
Try Burning Gundam
Kamiki Burning Gundam
Shin Burning Gundam
Lightning Gundam Full Burnern
Lightning Gundam Strider
Lightning Zeta Gundam
Gundam Leopard da Vinci
Gundam X Maoh
Gundam X Jumaoh
Crossbone Gundam Maoh
Wing Gundam Fenice
Gundam Fenice Liberta
Gundam Fenice Rinascita
Lunagazer Gundam
Gundam Portent
Gundam 00 Shia Qan[T]
Transient Gundam
Transient Gundam Glacier
A-Z Gundam
Reversible Gundam
Zaku Amazing
Kämpfer Amazing
Gundam Amazing Exia
Gundam Exia Dark Matter
Amazing Strike Freedom Gundam
Gundam Amazing Red Warrior
Ballistic Zaku
Weiss Sinanju
Sengoku Astray Gundam
Ninpulse Gundam
Gouf R35
Dom R35
Denial Gundam
Gundam Schwarzritter
Cathedral Gundam
Mega-Shiki
Kurenai Musha" Red Warrior Amazing
Gundam Lightning Black Warrior
Galbaldy Rebake
Gundam Astray No-Name
Gundam Love Phantom
Gundam 00 Diver Ace
Gundam 00 Sky
Gundam 00 Sky HWS (Heavy Weapon System)
Gundam 00 Sky Moebius
Gundam 00 Diver Arc
Gundam AGE-II Magnum (SV ver.)
Gundam TRY-AGE Magnum
Impulse Gundam Arc
Impulse Gundam Lancier
Gundam Stormbringer
Gundam Valkyrie
Core Gundam［Rize]
Core Gundam and core Gundam Gundam 2 with planet System
Re:Rising Gundam (as an awakening skills)
Plutine Gundam
Veetwo Gundam
Mercuone Gundam
Marsfour Gundam
Nepteight Gundam
Earthree Gundam
Uraven Gundam
Saturnix Gundam
Jupitive Gundam
Uraven Gundam Extra Limited Change
Gundam Anima［Rize］
Aun[Rize] Armor
Gundam Justice Knight
Gundam Aegis Knight
JMA0530-MAY Wodom Pod
Valkylander
Avalanche Rex Valkylander
Ex Valkylander
Alus Core Gundam
Alus Earthree Gundam
Fake ν Gundam
Gundam Barbataurus
Gundam Areus
Gundam Artemis
RX-Zeromaru
RX-Zeromaru (Shinki Kessho)
F-Kunoichi Kai
Winning Gundam
Star winning Gundam
Star winning Gundam (Real Type)
Gundam Seltsam
Gundam Tertium
Gundam Amazing Barbatos Lupus
Gundam Barbaric
∀ Gundam Shin
For Other
Extreme Gundam
G-Saviour Space Mode
Ex Impulse
Phoenix Gundam (SD GUNDAM)
Tornado Gundam (SD GUNDAM)
Sisquiede (A.E.U.G. colors SD GUNDAM)
Sisquiede ( Titans color SD GUNDAM)
Kouki Gundam
Avalanche Rex Buster
Tertium Arms
Seltsam Arms
GN Sefer
Dáinsleif (Graze & Gundam Flauros)
Gusion Axe and Gusion Chopper
Gundam Lfrith Anavata
Gundam Lfrith Jiu
Gundam Lfrith Pre-Production Model
Gundam Lfrith
Mirasoul Flight Unit
Gundam Pharact
Gundam Aerial Rebuild
Gundam Schwarzette
Gundam Calibarn
Gundam Calibarn Permet Score 8
Blot Gundam
Gundam Maxter
Gundam Spiegel (a.k.a shadow Gundam)

Just leaving this here...
We've all heard all the questions--- Are they twins? How were they conceived? My cousin's sister's husband was a twin! Did you do IVF? Are they identical?
I was on a trip to Switzerland (Zurich) recently. It took me several days before I realized that the "are they twins" rate was basically non-existent. From a Swiss etiquette perspective, I think it would be viewed as very rude to be so forward to a stranger like that.
Over the course of 3 weeks where we were in public every day, only a few people spoke to us or even visually acknowledged the twins (identical 1yo twin girls). And all the people who did were adorable white haired grandmas who were more interested in cute baby overload vs any of the more annoying twin questions. And I'm happy to practice my broken German with a kind Oma. At most I'd catch a quick eye flick before people would go on with their business. Bliss
When we'd walk through touristy areas the vibe was much more like the states. More staring, engagement, etc. But in normal neighborhoods, trains, etc...very little.
Unfortunately Switzerland isn't likely to be in the cards every time I need a break from the twin parade phenomenon. 😝
Are there other countries like this? It genuinely might affect future travel. 🫠

Chapter 26 - The Infinite Beckons
Previous Chapter
“Okay, this part’s a little tricky.” Ma’et gestured out the shuttle’s cockpit. “You got lined up easy enough, and our velocity’s at a relative zero to the ship. The bay door’s open. Now you engage the lateral thrusters while monitoring the distance from the shuttle to the bay’s interior wall. Come in too fast and you’ll damage them both..”
Trix looked over at the controls, and the neatly gummed labels that the humans had placed over the English text with her own language. She gingerly pressed the ‘Lateral Thruster’ button, then as the control knob next to it lit up, she twisted it slowly.
An earlier misadventure when lining up the ship and the shuttle where she’d twisted the control knob much more rapidly made her much more cautious about giving it too much power too quickly, yet the shuttle slowly drifted - away from the ship. “Other thruster, feathers.”
Chagrined, she dialed the thruster back to zero, then rotated it the other direction. The ship immediately stopped moving away, and instead drifted into the hangar bay. Trix watched as it drifted past the door, staring at the distance readout until it dropped into the yellow and immediately swung the knob the other way. It took a couple of tries to get the velocity back to zero, but she managed it.
“Beautiful. Now we engage the grav plating which lets the ship’s internal grav pull us down as it ramps up, and close the external door via the console over there.” Ma’et gestured to the remote console, and Trix scanned it, punching the buttons as she found them.
“Nicely done. Go ahead and hit the engine shutdown. In the old days there’d be like, thirty steps to it but nearly all of it is automated. But lucky you, you get to read all about the manual sequence since taking over in the event of computer failure is one of a pilot’s duties.” Ma’et chuckled and squeezed Trix’s shoulder. “For now, that’s good enough. Go ahead and open both the lateral boarding door, and the rear loading door. Also extend the rear loading ramp.”
Trix did, then glanced over at Ma’et. “Anything more?”
“Nope. First day on the job, and you’ve done the first job successfully. Not perfectly, but pretty damn good for your first time piloting off planet. Go ahead and head back to talk with the Captain, and I’ll handle the rest.”
Trix unbuckled the acceleration harness (Though, she felt zero acceleration during the entire trip so she couldn’t fathom just WHY Ma’et had insisted on her buckling in) and moved past the much smaller woman as she left the cockpit.
In the back, Josh was already outside the ship, grabbing a handtruck. She watched as he pushed it up the loading ramp to the stack of boxes that contained the food and equipment she’d need for the next few weeks of existence here in space. “Why aren’t you using one of the gravity belts?” She gestured over to the wall where the belts were hanging.
“Eh, this stuff’s fairly light and those have a limited lifespan. I don’t want to burn out the Keplite cores on stuff we can just move by hand. They’re expensive.”
“Oh. What’s Keplite, anyway? Ji and Min have mentioned it a few times.” Trix glanced over at the large belts with their big circular pads in the middle.
Before Josh could answer, Alex walked in between them. “Ji, Min! We’re going to be converting the room across from yours back into crew quarters for Trix. Gonna need you two to move the Spider. Is there room here in the hangar for it?”
“It’ll fit better if we assemble it and use packing mode.” Ji countered, as he hopped out of the shuttle. “It’ll take a day or so. We’ve got it spread all out in there.”
Alex turned over to Trix and beckoned. “Follow me. Gonna give you the full tour while they’re unloading." He took a few steps back, then lifted his arms wide to gesture to their surroundings. "This is obviously the hangar bay. Shuttle's the big thing you were just flying. Below us is a small cargo hold, empty right now. Not gonna show you unless you happen to like large empty boring-ass boxes.” He raised an eyebrow, and Trix quickly shook her head. "Alright. Most of the shit in here is just maintenance tools and loading gear. Nothing exciting. Ramp to main transit corridor here."
They walked out into the hallway. “Okay, well through that door’s opposite the hangar is the fabber bay. The fabber is a huge machine that manufactures stuff for us, like a 3D printer. Do you guys have anything like that?” Trix shrugged, and Alex continued. “Well either way, it can make virtually anything from a bed to a bomb to a computer. The more complex and difficult items take a hell of a lot longer to make. It’s also a major power hog since the manufacturing process uses extremely powerful fields, both magnetic and force. In other words, if you need something and we didn’t bring it with you we can make it here.”
He walked down the hall a bit, and gestured to the doors on either side. “Launcher bays, 1 and 2. Normally we use ‘em to launch beacons, buoys, sensors, things like that into space. If someone tries to start shit with us we CAN use them to launch missiles but we have very few of those available. We’re not out here to get in fights, but if we have to defend ourselves we pack a big punch.” He opened one of the doors and walked inside. “The big hatch over there is the manual tube loader. The ship can auto-load various things but if we need to put something into space that isn’t already in storage, that’s where we do it. If Ji tells you to climb in yourself, he’s joking and you should hit him because it only exists to launch shit into space.”
Trix laughed at that, but she had learned enough of Ji’s sense of humor while working on the car to understand the sentiment. “Will I even be in here at all though?”
“Maybe. If something needs to be manually loaded, we use these. Back when we were at the derelict ship I had to send a battery over to help out while we planned our rescue. You might be asked to do the same.” Alex shrugged and lead her out into the hall. “Last thing here is the ship’s primary armament.” He reached over to the side of the hallway and pressed a hatch release. The compartment it lead to was incredibly small and tightly cramped.
“We don’t use it much outside of scaring off pirates or relieving stress, but this is our primary weapon out in space. Eight-chamber five meter long rotary railgun. Fires one round every 1.2 seconds that travel roughly a million kilometers per hour when fired stationary, or closer to 280 kilometers per second. It fires either solid armor-piercing unguided slugs or flak munitions that are used to produce clouds of metallic debris. The former will shred a ship’s armor and pulverize anything inside. The latter can overwhelm particle shields and damage exterior components without nearly as much penetration. The reason I’m saying all this to you,” He tapped the top of the cannon where it joined to the ship. “This thing’s got a super limited firing arc. Meaning that we can only shoot what we’re pointed at. If, by some miracle, we get into a fight out there then our ability to shoot back is gonna depend on your ability to fly the ship while facing the enemy.”
Trix swallowed heavily as she tried to imagine just how powerful this massive cannon was. She glanced over at the side of it, to the twin belts that fed in ammo. Each round it would fire was longer than her forearm and thicker than her waist.
“That’s the worst case scenario though. In reality, if we get into any shit out there, fighting is the LAST thing we want to do. Negotiation to avoid hostility first, escape second, fight last.” Alex shooed her out of the compartment. “That said if we encounter any low-yield junk out there then we’ll get some target practice in. If you’re game then we can let you try targeting for a bit and unload some kinetic mayhem while things are dull.” He grinned wickedly, as he manually pulled the hatch back into place, sliding two large locking levers into place.
“Okay, that’s it for this deck. There’s stairs on the far side leading up to the tech deck but the ladder here’s quicker.”
They climbed up the ladder, with Alex leading and Trix following. Her wings banged against the ceiling as she climbed, and it took her a few moments to get them tucked in tight enough to get through the hatch but with Alex’s help they got up there.
“Tech deck. Mostly. In the front of the ship here right under Bridge access is the exception, the pool room.” He opened the door and they walked in together. “Mainly used for observation but the pool there is great for relaxation. You can adjust the temperature with the controls on the wall there, goes from chilly to full on hot tub. Adjustable depth from 3 to 10 feet, and the pool walls are display panels. If you use a breather it’s fun to turn the display to external then go down underwater and relax while staring at the stars. Do you swim much?”
Trix nodded. “Sure, there’s a river a… couple kilometers? I think? I’m not good with converting distances yet. Anyway, it’s near the hab and we’d go there when I was younger and didn’t have as much to do in the fields.”
“Cool. Well, feel free to use it but just a word of warning you might want to check if anyone’s in first. Swimwear is optional and since the crew is a pretty tight family we don’t usually get embarrassed if we’re seen swimming in the buff.” Alex waved over at the control console. “If you’re not sure the big green button on the outside is the comm button, just ask if anyone’s using it.”
“Ji brought me in here when we came up to do the medical scans. He showed me Kiveyt from orbit for the first time. Do all human ships have a room like this?” Trix reached over to dip her hand into the water. It was quite warm to the touch.
“Nah. This ship wasn’t originally designed as a scout ship or survey ship. It was originally a yacht. Big luxury vehicle for rich people to fly around in space and have fun in. Throw parties. Most of the ridiculous amenities it has I got rid of ages ago, but that left a huge amount of space we filled up with all the launchers and sensors and whatnot. I kept the pool though because I love soaking after a long day.” He pressed the door control and they left the pool room.
“Just past the pool room on either side of the ship we have collection dishes for D-space particles. Those are EVA only, so you won’t be dealing with those. They let us collect extremely powerful particles which lead back here.” Alex spoke as he walked, and turned the corner into a much, much larger room.
“This is the ship’s main power supply. Charged particles enter the torus reactor and discharge energy which is converted into electrical power and routed through the ship. Those bottles over there…” He gestured to four massive grey metal canisters on the wall. “Contain the actual particles. They’re made of the strongest materials we have because if one ruptured, the ship would instantly explode from the inside out. Don’t worry,” Alex quickly raised his hands. “The chances of that happening are virtually impossible. This is the single most well-protected location on the ship.”
He gestured to the other side of the large room. “Over there’s the terminals that Min is usually at. She and Ji are in charge of all engineering. That means power, propulsion, all computer systems, and the like. Well, the physical parts of them that is. Ma’et is our computer geek when it comes to integration, programming, and all the fun software shit.”
Alex left the room, and gestured to the other side. “I’m sure you’re familiar with medical over there. Let’s do us both a favor and not have to go there much. Otherwise I’m pretty sure Kyshe will gut me.” He didn’t stop to show her inside, and they reached the main staircase. “The back half of the ship on this deck is all propulsion access and maintenance. I’m more or less our damage control guy, along with Ji and Min. For them it’s because they’re smart as shit and for me it’s because I had to learn how to maintain my own ship. Most common damage out here is stray micro meteors or debris while we’re parked and the particle shields are down. Sometimes worn out components inside. Again, no EVA for you so the only thing you’ll need to worry about for DC is being an assistant to one of us while we fix shit.”
They went up the stairwell to the uppermost of the three floors. “There used to be an observation bubble above us, but I had it removed because it was useless. Even if I covered it with ablative plating it was a massive wart on top of the ship that served zero practical purpose. Anyway, the top floor here is where you’ll spend 90% of your time on the ship. Back here…” Alex started walking to the rear of the ship, and walked through a large open doorway. “Mess hall. We generally have two kinds of meals here - when we’re on long deployment, the food extruder over there can produce rations. They’re not amazing but they’re quick both to make and eat. It’ll also make reasonable meat and dairy substitutes. If you want a real meal though we usually keep the good stuff in deep freeze so it takes a fair amount of time to be ready. Other than that the bev dispenser is over there. Water and various juices on tap all the time, alcohol is restricted only to meals only. We all get together for breakfast and dinner though, since it’s just a good way to socialize. Tonight expect a big meal in celebration.”
He walked out of the mess, and opened a door to a large open area. “Rec room. Not used a whole lot because most of us use haptic suits for exercise and recreation but we don’t have a suit that’ll fit you or your wings, so I want you to be in here twice a week at least. Ma’et is a great partner for any exercise that doesn’t involve fighting, unless you like bruises in which case she’ll happily go a few rounds with gloves on. Pilots don’t get the level of exercise you’re used to on the planet working fields so exercise up here will be pretty damn vital.”
She looked around the room, then hurried to catch up to the captain as he walked out. “On the other side of the hall from the Mess is general storage. Cleaning supplies, a small laundry unit if the one in your room quits working, random odds and ends. Also a few extra bunks just in case we need them. Unfortunately I am going to have to have you spend one night in here while we get your room cleaned up and ready for you.” He walked in, and over to one of the walls. “Bunk folds down from here. Looks, uh…” He glanced at the fold-down bed and back at Trix. “Looks tight. Do me a favor and see if you’re gonna be OK there?”
It was very close, but Trix laid down on the sleeping pad and adjusted until she found a good comfortable spot. “For just one night, this will do…”
“Alright, no worries then. We’ll have your room ready quick as we can.” She got off the pad and Alex gestured for her to follow. “Quarters themselves are here, 4 on either side of the main hallway. Myself, Josh, Ma’et, and Amanda on the right in that order. Ji, Min, Your quarters, and the last was converted into a mechanical room for Par. Speaking of…”
He walked into the last room and knocked on a large hatch. “Par, would it be alright if I introduced our newest shipmate?”
“Of course, Captain.” The hatch slid silently open revealing a large, intricate array. Circuit boards were laid out in rows and wires ran between them in perfectly neat, ordered channels. In the center of it all was a large oblong egg-looking object. “Trix, may I present to you Parathanelias Sigma-822.”
Several rows of lights lit up along the side of the egg, and the pleasant musical voice she’d heard so often came from a small speaker alongside it. “It is a pleasure to meet you in person, Trksehnoarala.”
Trix stared at the open hatch then gestured behind her. “I thought you were in those floating metal balls…?”
“The spheres you mention are my remotes. None of them are large enough to house my primary systems. In a way, they are my eyes, ears, and limbs. My true nature is integration here within the ship itself, and I make up for my limited mobility in person by having the greatest mobility of any other member of the crew.”
“He also has an avatar in VR of an organic human, but most of the time he uses the floating spheres to interact with us and the rest of the world. His core,” Alex gestured to the egg-like central object, “houses his base personality and his most important memories. The rest of this is extra storage for less critical information. I’m a bit jealous because his most important memories will always be preserved forever in perfect clarity. The rest of us get to have our memories fade with time, but his will be eternal.”
Alex stood there mutely for a moment then shook his head. “Anyway. Back to the tour. Thanks Par!”
“My pleasure.” The hatch slid silently shut and Alex and Trix left the room. “This room has been empty for long enough I pretty much gave it over to Ji and Min for a long while.” Alex walked into the room next to Par’s. “It’s kind of a mess but we’re going to get it cleaned up then it’ll be yours.”
There was no bed in the room, and the tables against the walls were covered with electronics and quickboards. In the center of the room, a huge metal contraption was spread out. Eight large jointed legs were wired in to a big central circular turret. Above that, a multitude of ‘limbs’ extended out - one a large grasper with clawed metal fingers, another ending with an odd cone-shaped implement with a blackened tip. A third was a huge metal pipe jutting out, and a fourth looked to be a number of small openings to place something into.
Trix gestured to it, “What is THAT thing?”
“That’s the Spider. It’s a long-time project the Twins have been working on. Pretty much since they joined the crew, really. It was meant to be a mechanical walker for the military but… well, that’s their story to tell.” Alex snorted. “There’s going to be enough time to go into the details later. Point is, before we even start leaving the system we’re gonna move this out, get a full king sized bed in here for you, some more storage, and so on. That door,” He gestured to a door on the other side of the room, “Leads to a hygiene unit. Full on shower, no bath but if you want to soak the Pool’s down a floor. Aside from no tub it has a deluxe toilet, sink, and a small cleaning unit for clothes.”
Trix cautiously stepped around the large disassembled robot, and opened the door to peer inside. The hygiene unit was much larger than she’d expected, and she was grateful to see that most of the facilities was familiar to her.
“Okay, one last stop and it’s the most important.” Alex walked out into the hallway and Trix rushed to catch up, almost tripping as she hopped over a piece of scrap cable along the floor. “I’m sure this will become your second home on the ship real fast. The bridge.”
They walked down the hall through a small access corridor into a large, wide open space. A large chair sat in the center with a number of controls and articulating arms present on the back. In front of it, a number of control panels were arranged in rows. The front of the bridge and both sides were dominated by massive window screens that showed the area the ship was currently facing. She could see one screen to the side with a display showing Kiveyt, first as a small dot with a zoomed-in and blown up image next to it.
“The door back there in the corner leads to a briefing room, nothing special there but a table and chairs. The big chair in the middle is mine, but if you ask super nicely I’ll let you sit in it.” Alex grinned, and pointed at the console in the very center of the bridge, in front of the Captain’s chair. “But that station over there is primary navigation. Josh is there quite a lot of the time, though just as often I navigate from the Captain’s Chair or Ma’et controls the ship from her neural interface. As of now, though, I bequeath ownership of it unto you - for the next few weeks, at least.”
Trix walked around the bridge staring at everything. The control consoles were smooth, rounded and sleek in their presentation. Each one had a large keyboard in front covered with the strange runes of the Humans’ language. Various other instruments and implements were present at each station, but at hers she smiled gratefully to see that the keys had already changed and had more familiar and recognizable letters in place of the Humans odd script. The layout was definitely weird, and she knew it was going to take time and effort to grow accustomed but at the very least she would be able to understand what she was doing as she learned. Even better, the seat lacked the same high back that the other seats had, which would have been pressed tightly and uncomfortably against her wings.
She glanced back at Alex, who just nodded at her. Encouraged, she took a seat and glanced around. “This is mine.” She whispered it and then let her wings spread out with pleasure as she realized that from here, from this station, she would be the one personally controlling the entire massive vehicle behind her. It lacked the flight stick of the shuttle or the handle controls of her aircar, and in a way she felt disappointed she wouldn’t be able to manually control the ship the same way she could the smaller vehicles. But as she looked around her and rested her hands on the cool surface of the console, she felt something else. A thrill of anticipation at the thought of being the one in control of this massive ship and everyone inside of it.
Alex climbed several steps up to the captain’s chair on its elevated dais, and took a seat directly behind her. The sight of a winged alien in front of him at the nav console with the stars stretching out above and beyond her was a strange one, but a pleasant one. He tried to think of a witty quip to finish the tour with, but failing that he settled for a much simpler one instead.
“Welcome aboard, Pilot.”
—--
“Okay, before we get started, I believe that this is a special occasion warranting a toast.” Alex sat at the head of the large table at the mess, with the other six organic members of the crew assembled further down. “To our new pilot trainee!”
“Here Here!” “To Trix!” “To our Trainee!”
Alex took a sip of his whisky, and sighed in pleasure. “God that hits the spot. Okay everyone, dig in.”
The dinner was an odd affair, mostly because every single member was wearing their visor. Trix could not speak English, and the crew couldn’t speak her native tongue. Masks which would automatically translate couldn’t be worn during a meal so the solution was to have real-time speech to text appearing on everyone’s visor. Trix, who never had worn a visor before, had a difficult time getting the display to appear just right in front of her eyes but she and Par had gotten it dialed in.
Trix glanced at the array of food in front of her. Some items looked familiar, others completely foreign, and none of it smelled quite right. She gestured to the food. “None of this is from Kiveyt. Is it safe for me to eat it?”
“I went through our entire comestible database while we were on the planet. Surprisingly there’s almost no Terran food you can’t eat.” Josh had a massive burrito nearly as long as Ma’et’s arm on the plate in front of him, and he spoke while dabbing hot sauce over it. “All of our Macronutrients are completely interchangeable. Most Micronutrients are as well. There’s a few exotic vitamins and amino acids that you need that we can’t provide, but we have supplements from the planet that’ll handle those.”
“Oh.” Trix glanced around at the table, trying to decide what to eat. The spread was, per Alex’s suggestion, extremely large and quite diverse. “I’m not sure where to start then.”
Min picked up a large platter with a circular dish on it. “Far as I’m concerned the best place to start is with Pizza. It’s one of the most widely loved foods throughout Terran space.” She dumped a slice onto the plate in front of Trix, while Ji slid a very tall glass of water over to her, alongside an odd reddish looking beverage.
“Give the fruit punch a try too. It’s much more sweet than the juice you were serving down on the planet. A lot more mild too.” He suggested, and gestured to another plate. “Also? Tacos are never a bad choice.”
Trix reached out and picked up one of the odd, semi-circular items. Ji grabbed one as well, and bit into it with gusto. Trix mimicked the motion, crunching into the hard shell. It was quite interesting, tasteless at first as she bit into the shell and the lettuce, but then the spiced meat hit her tongue. It was quite mild but not unpleasant. She chewed on it and gulped down a mouthful. “Not bad.” She took another bite.
The taco vanished quickly, and she glanced down at the slice of Pizza next. “Like this, Trix.” Min gestured to pick it up by the crust, putting her fingers in front of it to prevent it from flopping down. Trix followed Min’s example, and took a huge bite. This one was even milder, almost disappointingly so. “Not much flavor to this one. Is all your food really light like this?”
The humans glanced around at that. “Y’know, Sophie mentioned our rations were tasteless. They have a pretty strong cinnamon taste to ‘em.” Alex sat back thoughtfully as he nursed the glass of whisky in his hand. “The food we had down on the planet was all pretty strong flavors…”
Josh handed the bottle of hot sauce in his hand over to Trix. “Try a dab of this. It adds a kick to some foods.”
Trix took the bottle, and put a few drops of it on the slice of pizza in front of her. She took another bite, and her eyes lit up. The next few bites all had more hot sauce each, and the crust itself ended up practically drenched in it. “Thanks, Josh. That was delicious.”
The rest of the crew was staring at her and she shrunk back slightly at their intense scrutiny. Had she done something wrong? She hadn’t ever offended them during any meals back on the planet, so the sudden shift in attention was jarring and quite uncomfortable.
Ji whistled at the sight of the alien hungrily wofling down the slice of pizza covered in bright spicy sauce. “Here, try some of that on a taco next!” He picked up another shell and offered it to her.
Trix reached out and took the taco, this time pouring a hefty amount of sauce on it. Eating this one was much messier, and she could feel the hot sauce dribbling down the side of her mouth as she took a huge bite. Min handed her a paper towel, and she embarrassedly wiped away the errant food. “Thanks, Min. That was great too, Ji.”
“Hold up.” Alex stood up and walked over to one of the cupboards, pulling out another bottle of sauce. “I’m curious now. This is a lot hotter than the sauce you’ve been trying thus far. See if it’s to your liking. Just, start with a very small amount. A little goes a LONG way.” He walked back to the table, placing the bottle next to Trix. She studied it briefly, mostly the logo - a caricature of a human whose head appeared to be on fire.
“Um, Okay. Should I try it with the Pizza or the Taco?” She glanced between the two dishes she’d already tried. “Either one. Whichever you prefer.” was Alex’s reply.
Trix reached out and grabbed a third Taco, opening up the bottle. Immediately she could smell the fragrant sauce within, and she carefully poured a small amount into the shell. She cautiously took a bite and chewed thoughtfully.
“Too hot?” Alex suggested, but she shook her head. “No. Just…” She poured more sauce on the taco, and ate the rest in only a few bites. “Whew. Sorry, Captain Alexander. That was incredible! I’ve never tasted anything like it before.”
“Captain Alexander just sounds weird. Call me Alex or Al. Or ‘Captain’ if you really, really need to use my rank for whatever reason.” Alex sat down, and chuckled. “But that’s interesting. Very, very interesting. That sauce there?” He gestured towards the bottle. “It’s made with a chemical called ‘Capsaicin’. To humans it’s a powerful spice. Too much of it causes a painful burning sensation that lingers. We normally dilute it to make it more palatable and less painful.”
Trix glanced at the bottle. “I guess that explains the fire on the little picture here.” She grabbed another slice of the pizza, and drizzled the sauce on top.
“Three tacos and two slices of pizza?” Ma’et was impressed as she saw how much food the Avian was packing away.
“The disadvantage of those muscular bodies.” Josh waved his hand towards Trix. “They require all the calories that a Human does and more. Back on the planet I learned their species used to be a lot smaller, but after developing animal husbandry and reliable sources of higher calorie foods they bulked up pretty quick.”
Trix, for her part, slicked off the second slice of pizza with gusto. She grabbed a fourth taco, and liberally poured the spicy sauce all over, before wolfing that down as well. She grabbed the fruit juice that Ji had offered her… the ‘punch’? And downed it almost as quickly.
“I hope after all this is over, we can buy some more of that sauce. I definitely want the others back at home to try it.” She licked her lips, and sighed with contentment. “This juice too. I like how sweet it is.”
“Birds are immune to Capsaicin.” Josh murmured softly, but it was picked up by the visor and translated perfectly. “I wonder what the chances are that space-birds would be too?”
—--
“Slide the jack under that joint there.” Trix did as instructed, wheeling the small hydraulic device under the ‘spider’s’ massive leg. “Great. Just gotta line up the leg with where the servos join in…” Ji and Min lifted the leg and immediately began connecting up cables and lines. After all the connections were made, Ji braced himself against the wall and shoved - hard - against the leg, firmly connecting the mechanical rotary joint into place.
“Okay, testing.” Min walked over to the console and began punching in codes. Like the other six limbs before it, this one shook slightly then began to flex, twist, and move around. “Range of motion is nominal. Motors are all showing peak. Locking joints and anchor bolt systems are green.”
Ji wiped off some sweat from his forehead, and leaned back against the wall. “I knew it was a mistake to work on it up here. At least if we put it in the hangar we could have lowered the gravity.”
“It would have been in the way during the rescue op, and we had enough shit going on then we didn’t need to add ‘reassemble a multi-ton walking modular platform’ to the list.” Min gestured with her head, not even glancing over at her brother. “Man up. Trix hasn’t even broken a sweat.”
“I don’t sweat.” Trix mumbled, as she stared at the massive machine. “This thing is crazy. Puts my car to shame.”
“Yeah, our pride and joy. Together we’ve spent decades refining it.” Min glanced over at Trix with a broad smile. “The modular bay on top has been my focus, while Ji’s been adjusting and perfecting the leg and motion systems.”
“What’s it for?”
“Well, right now it’s kind of in between intended uses.” Ji walked over to a large shelf and gestured to the assorted objects there. “With our original plans it was going to have a bunch of swappable options. Right now, it has short and long range assault armaments and a plasma cutter for breaching sealed doors. A basic military drone capable of adapting to all kinds of situations.”
Trix stared at the array of weapons in front of her. “So this is what the human military uses to fight with?”
“Nah.” Min set down the quickboard and walked over to the huge machine. “We envisioned it as a multi-purpose response unit. Capable of dropping in from outside the atmosphere an landing anywhere, going anywhere. Dealing with any situation that could possibly arise. It’s an all-terrain support mech and its modular nature would have made it able to respond to nearly any situation. And it was rejected by the military.”
“What? Why?”
Ji held up a hand and ticked off his fingers. “One, it’s more expensive to drop one of these than a squad of soldiers. Nevermind the fact that it can do 10 people’s worth of work without putting even a single person in danger. Two, it’s too big to be fired out of normal launchers. Adding new launchers to ships would have been a significant amount of work and cost that the navy wasn’t willing to foot the bill. Three, we didn’t have any money after developing it. Meaning we couldn’t bribe anyone in the government into pressuring the military to work with us.”
“Four, they already have hover tanks and artillery and we couldn’t convince them that our system was superior to those.” Min sighed, and threw herself into a chair.
“Hovering is cheating though.” Ji glared at his sister.
“Cheating? What?” Trix just looked bewildered at this.
“Hovering isn’t all-terrain. Hovering is NO terrain.”
“Oh.” Trix took a seat in a nearby chair herself. “So did the captain buy this then?”
“Nope. See, we were finishing up Uni and started developing the Spider, but we didn’t really have the money to actually MAKE one. We had all the plans and all the research on our side but not the raw materials or the money to get those raw materials.” Ji pulled out a stick of gum and popped it in his mouth. “At first we tried going straight to the military which was a huge mistake, they just made a million excuses and told us to get lost. Then we tried approaching some weapon dev companies for funding. They basically told us they’d fund it in exchange for all the rights to production and we’d get whatever they felt was fair. Which when we pressed on a figure, wasn’t much.”
Trix glanced over at the massive mech. “But it got made, obviously.”
“Yup. When we weren’t sure what to do, a buddy of ours mentioned that Al was looking for an engineering team. We can do starship engineering.” Min grabbed the quickboard and extended one of the spider’s legs towards her, so she could kick her feet up on it. “Matter of fact, this ship’s a thing of beauty. Al is a complete doofus but he takes fantastic care of the ship. When we came on we gave him a list of everything that should change. He sat down with us, went over it point by point, and even though it ended up costing over half a million credits he gave us full authorization to make every single change we suggested.”
“So after we did a stint working as engineers we joined up as crew.” Ji had an odd smile on his face. “Since then, we’ve put the money we made from working here towards building this thing. We actually had it completed but then I had this idea of using an array of microservo actuators instead of a larger servo to give us a lot more fine control over the joints. That didn’t work, like, at all but when we used a combination of them we managed to find just the right ratio that gives us twice the amount of precision in each joint, which lets us use the-”
“ANYWAY.” Min interrupted her Brother before he could get too deep into the weeds. “We had it built, with the original armaments we envisioned, but Al suggested making a module for mining and sampling. We brought it in here in order to disassemble it to make the servo adjustments and while we were at it we were going to be replacing the actual weapons with a mining beam, core sample collector, and an array of sensors. Now though we’re going to put it in storage for a while. We got much more important things to take care of now.”
“Oh.” Trix had begun to tune Ji out when he launched into his diatribe. “But what do you mean joined up as crew? You were already crew, weren’t you?”
Min swung her foot down, and gestured to the ship. “It’s different. There’s employees… and then there’s crew. Right now you’re an employee. You’re working with us, you’re out here, but your home’s back with your Teff. Right?”
Trix nodded.
“Well, when you’re crew… this is your home. We’re all family out here. I don’t know as much about the whole Teff thing but I think it’s sort of similar. This ship’s our home, the crew is our family. Alex may be a childish idiot but he’s loyal to his crew like nothing else.” Min stood up and walked over to put her hand on her brother’s shoulder. “When we worked here and started to see how well he treats his people, we felt like we could really belong here. He asked if we’d like to join up, so we did. Best decision we ever made.”
“Yup. He treats the crew as well as he treats the ship.” Ji gestured around him. “Working for him paid well. Working as crew, we don’t get paid regularly but we get a cut out of every mission and that cut is HUGE. That’s how we could afford to actually build the spider in the first place.”
“Ah. So if he invited me along, does that mean he wants me to join the crew too?” Trix wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Joining another family was commonplace for males who left their Teff to join others, but incredibly rare for females.
“Dunno. He’s hired on specialists in the past who’ve come and gone. And he’s invited people to join up who said no and that was that.” Ji shrugged and pressed the release on the hydraulic press, letting it collapse down. “C’mon, we should get the last leg attached. Then we can pack it up and use a grav collar to move it down to the hangar. Don’t want to make you stay in that cramped storage room again tonight.”
“Yeah, I tried to stretch my wings in the morning and I banged up against one of the shelves. Really not looking forward to that again.” Trix grumbled at the memory, and stood up. “Okay, what more do we need done to get this over with?”
—--

Beware, this includes spoilers for the show and books 😁.
Usually the phrase goes, “the movie/show is never as good as the book”. Adaptations tend to not be as faithful or mess up favorite parts of books so everyone says you at least need to read the book before watching a show/movie and come in with low expectations. Having read the first book now (with as best I could do a translation), I think the show actually was as faithful an adaptation I’ve seen in awhile but also did its own take on the material that was a bit better to me. Below are what I maybe wish they did include but then the things I’m glad they left out / changed.
Wish was included: - The Halloween party (it was changed to the gala but I think the Victorian Halloween theme was cool) - That James wasn’t the one to invite Ruby to the party (it was Alistair, James realized it wasn’t good for Ruby already and tried to dissuade her) - James trying to keep Ruby away from his world even after others know he likes her (the show brushes it off a bit after the pool scene and everyone acts friendly to Ruby but in the books they don’t accept her at all yet) - The mention of aunt Ophelia since she’s important later - That James’s abuse wasn’t a one time deal (the show makes it appear like his father lost his temper that one time vs the book making it known his father has struck him before) - James’s interest in traveling (that’s an important part of his character that comes in for later books)
Glad they changed: - Making Percy a stronger figure for the twins (he’s still there for them in the books in a similar way but I like the version of Percy the show created) - The initials reveal (in the book the initials are revealed off-handedly but I like how the show did it once they were closer to one another and it meant something) - Ruby not wanting to go the party (it makes more sense the way the show portrays it, that she wouldn’t want to go but would go to see James) - What happened between Wren and Ruby (if they had more episodes that might’ve been interesting to add plot-wise but I think leaving it out is better, especially for future plots) - James’s drawing ability (not in the book but I thought it added to his character) - Ruby getting a recommendation from Lexington instead of Sutton (the show’s way made more sense that Ruby wouldn’t respect Sutton as much or be worried about his recommendation) - Toning down the harshness of James’s partying (we get that he parties which is bad but I’m glad they didn’t include the drugs and show him spiraling too much, there’s a difference between bad boy and dangerous boy) - Adding the threat from his dad to Ruby instead of it being about engagement (the threat his father made about ruining her life gave more reason for James to stay away than just because his parents disliked her as a potential wife due to status) - James relationship with his mom (changing her to where it appears she’s trapped like James and tries to connect with him makes more sense why he’d be broken up at the end vs the book where she’s just as cruel as his dad) - The boating accident (I liked that the show made it more central to Ruby and her family’s plot and not just a side note like the book)
Would love to see everyone’s thoughts on series vs book! What did you like / dislike? Think they should’ve included or didn’t? What did you think was a good addition? Now with the announcement for season 2 I’m looking forward to seeing what they do with that book, hopefully just as good as this season. 😄

Adding trigger warning just in case because it is about miscarriage.
I had a miscarriage in march, 1 month before the wedding. I had planned to announce my pregnancy at the reception. My now husband and I almost cancelled the entire thing but was kinda pushed into still having it. My husband and I are trying to get pregnant again but are having difficulty.
My sister and I have always been close but for some reason I feel like she’s coping me… my close friends brought it up to me and I sorta agree. I feel horrible for thinking that but what do y’all think.
I removed my birth control in January told my sister in secret and2 weeks later she removed hers because she started to feel “sick” having it after using it for 10 years no issues. When I told her about the engagement and how fast the wedding would be she told her boyfriend and he proposed to her 1 week after. I planned my wedding for the 3/24 and now she planned hers for exactly 4 months later. I told them the plan on how I wanted to announce it at my wedding, they all looked weirded out by it but I was SO excited. A month before my wedding I announced that I had miscarried to family and they all pretty much told me there is always next time or next time it’ll be twins. I miscarried about a week before my 1st ultrasound. 2 weeks after the wedding my sister rushes me home and to announce her surprise pregnancy and announce she is going to tell everyone the day of the wedding.
I’m very excited to be an auntie. I’ve always wanted to be one but she didn’t give me any warning or anything. She announced it to my parents and all the sisters. I don’t think she needed to give me a warning but it would have been nice. I want to pull her aside to ask her not to talk to me about it and until I could cope but every time she calls me she puts me on speaker and only wants to talk about it. I don’t know how to tell her to stop without it getting twisted around to me being jealous of her. I’ll be honest I am jealous but not because of anything she has but because she’s pregnant. I’ll admit it too but my family has a history with making people feel like the bad guy when they share their opinions/feelings.
Any advice? Sorry it’s long. Or maybe I don’t need any and just needed to vent. I’m sorry

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toxicfamily

I’m near 40, and I grew up as you would say in a very different family structure I guess.
Sure there was love, good memories etc, but there are some awful ones and not so nice ones.
I have had a hard life, I know we all have to some degree. I grew up in a household with two parents sure, but I also had an older brother and two disabled sisters. One blind and one with cerebral palsy, though she doesn’t seem to exhibit really much issues in her adulthood but she has been a cutter I guess since she was young, thinks she’s bi or something, has stolen before but lied and said she had something wrong with her brain so she would avoid trouble with police and had to care for our mom. She knew what she was doing. She even lies to try to get me in trouble or tried a few years back. Cutting herself and going to say I did it, which I told cops about when there was an argument during Covid.
I have a twin who’s blind, she’s good.
My mom she’s been bedridden. It’s not a life for her, but she lost the ability to drive when I was in high school. My dad and sister do her care. They don’t want to place her anywhere.
Anyway back to toxic stuff.
During Covid my family tried to use it as an excuse to prevent my ex husband from seeing his kids. They don’t have custody, I have full. We had a parenting plan in place we were following, and it led to an argument. My sister got pissed saying I can’t and gets in my business, or cuts me off always. She got angry and starts punching me in the arm on my right. She has a bad temper and threatens to hurt or kill herself a lot. Has even cut herself while my children were there. Not ever in front of them, but to me that doesn’t matter, but I still have an issue with it. I had told police this as well. My sister is the big issue I don’t want to go near or be around.
My dad has also shoved me because he’s gotten angry at me.
I’ve told my mom I WILL call the police and push charges because I was thinking of going back. I’m not there living though I’m on the lease.
My mom has in the past threatened to take me off the lease. Threatened to disown me once when I spent thanksgiving with my ex husband and his family one time when we were engaged in the past. She and my sister in law had changed my address once to his (exes), address once without permission once.
Once my ex and my dad got into an argument and they both got a bit physical but no one got hurt really. I went to get my children out of the apartment which my dad was refusing to let go to me.
I had scrambled and bought an rv so we lived in it for about a week before his mom let us go to her place. I always told my mom even though we get in arguments we all generally still love one another I guess. It’s better our bonds when I’m away, but I might need to go back to save to move.
I get stressed bad when I think about it. We also thought about moving the girls with us at his mom’s. We had them there a lot because they leave from school there. We are literally a few minutes away. Homes are close by.
I want my girls with me more and there less, but I’ve had more help there, than with his family. I’d have to pay sitters possibly and I can’t afford it. They’re also bigger kids, but I’m just stressed. I get threats now that they will throw my belongings away if I move us out permanently.
His mom’s is temporary. But I’m safe and feel safer there and out of drama.
I can’t use his moms as an address because they’re paying mortgage.
His mom’s household does have its own issues itself and most live in upstairs rooms. I only like my moms because they can run around and the space to do so.
They have roommates at his mom’s. And people work and my kids can get loud. I am getting SNAP, but what would you do in this situation?
Move us off the apartment lease in full? They would change schools if we go by his mom’s address.
No one knows about this stuff.