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[calder]

At the same outpost, the player can encounter Cass, a bisexual civilian woman. She may flirt with a male Courier, who may imply they are gay, prompting her to imply gay men are more common in the Legion.[56] At the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, NCR General Oliver may remark to Courier Six: "If you think after all that's happened, I'm going to grab my ankles and take it like the Legion..."[57] This writing pertains to institutionalized homophobia which manifests in practice though power structures and social interactions without being written into law. Simply put, in his derogatory remark, the general expresses to his army that military surrender is gay, much like their gay enemy. From the brevity and bluntness of this remark, it's clear that this sentiment is already well understood among his ranks. Logically, to project strength in the eyes of such a leader, one might also project homophobia by scrutinizing and harassing one's peers and subordinates. In this atmosphere, the expression of homophobia is not only normalized, but materially incentivized, and becomes inseparable from ambition. This is why Major Knight is immediately frightened when a male Courier flirts with him. He is so profoundly alienated that he romanticizes life as a gay man under the Legion. The Legion punish homosexuality with death, and yet Knight characterizes them as more "forgiving" than the NCR.[43] Through these apparently disparate events, the audience can trace how a distorted perception of gay people emerges among insecure men in a military environment, and subsequently becomes ingrained in the corresponding civilian culture. Further, Veronica, a lesbian from the Brotherhood of Steel, also wryly remarks that she believes legionaries have gay sex about as often as straight sex.[58] She also notes that this only applies to men, as women have no rights whatsoever in Legion society. In this aside, she conveys a pre-existing frustration with lesbophobic social norms.[58] Veronica also mentions that the people of her bunker would rather she remain on the surface.[59] [...] Upon meeting Courier Six, Arcade Gannon offhandedly makes his gayness known, unprompted. The audience must face the fact that Arcade's apprehension of the Legion is far from abstract; under Legion law, he would be put to death. One possible ending gives further insight into Caesar's hypocrisy: should the player sell Arcade into slavery and leave Caesar alive, Caesar will keep Arcade as a personal physician and philosophical advisor. They intellectually spar at length, and Caesar grows singularly fond of him. Accordingly, Arcade imitates the historic suicide of Cato the Younger by disemboweling himself. Caesar understood his doctor's final gesture of contempt, and mourned him for months.[64][65][66]

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#fnv #suicide t

[euphorial-docx]

10 horror or horror-adjacent movie recommendations from a certified horror fan :)

*rank is not to show best to worst. i just like numbering things.

1. WYRMWOOD

synopsis: a survivor of a zombie plague prepares to slash his way through a horde of sinister soldiers and ravenous monsters to rescue his kidnapped sister.

rating: not rated, but probably would be rated r

rotten tomatoes: 82% critics, 58% audience

review: if you like indie horror, this is for you. if you like more big-budget and clean films, then don’t even bother. despite being a little rough, this movie is a lot of fun and has one of the most memorable plot twists i’ve ever seen. a very creative take on a zombies. there’s a sequel, but i haven’t seen it yet.

2. ESCAPE ROOM

synopsis: six strangers find themselves in a maze of deadly mystery rooms and must use their wits to survive

rating: pg-13

rotten tomatoes: 50% critics, 53% audience

synopsis: is this movie great? nope! is it a lot of fun? hell yeah it is! the set pieces are stunning, and even though it leans into some lazy horror cliches, i think there’s enough creativity to keep it interesting. good for a fun movie night where you don’t want anything too serious or too mind-consuming. there’s also a sequel for this too, but i don’t really recommend it lol.

3. 28 DAYS LATER

synopsis: a group of misguided animal rights activists free a caged chimp infected with the "rage" virus from a medical research lab. when london bike courier jim wakes up from a coma a month after, he finds his city all but deserted. on the run from the zombie-like victims of the rage, jim stumbles upon a group of survivors, including selena and cab driver frank, and joins them on a perilous journey to what he hopes will be safety.

rating: r

rotten tomatoes: 87% critics, 85% audience

review: one of my favorite movies of all time, so maybe i’m biased. it is absolutely terrifying at times, but i feel it’s a good mix of social commentary, drama, and gore. also, cillian murphy.

4. 28 WEEKS LATER

synopsis: six months after the original epidemic, the rage virus has all but annihilated the population of the british Isles. nevertheless, the u.s. army declares the danger past, and american soldiers arrive to restore order and begin reconstruction. refugees return to british soil, but one of them carries a deadly secret: the virus is not gone and is even more dangerous than before.

rating: r

rotten tomatoes: 72% critics, 66% audience

review: bloody. terrifying. shocking. while the characters are a bit harder to care about, this movie has an eerie and dreadful atmosphere that immerses you and scenes that will hit you like a truck. there is one scene in particular that has stuck with me my entire life because of how gory and unsettling it is. if you don’t like violence, skip this one.

5. UNDERWORLD

synopsis: under cover of night, vampires engage in an age-old battle with their sworn enemies, the lycans, a clan of violent werewolves. selene, a vampire orphaned in the wake of a bloody lycan attack, works for the vampire clan as a trained killer. when the lycans take a mysterious interest in michael corvin, an exceptional mortal doctor, selene struggles to save him from lucian, a ruthless lycan leader hellbent on ending the vampire bloodline.

rating: r

rotten tomatoes: 31% critics, 79% audience

review: more horror-adjacent and supernatural flick. i remember loving the entire series, but i can mostly only remember the first. it’s been a hot minute since i’ve watched it, but it has a stylish gothic atmosphere, a cool female lead, and is so early 2000s/late 90s in a great way (in my opinion, at least.) it’s an under-appreciated, and divisive, action-horror classic.

6. BONES AND ALL

synopsis: love blossoms between a young woman on the margins of society and a disenfranchised drifter as they embark on a 3,000-mile odyssey through the backroads of america. however, despite their best efforts, all roads lead back to their terrifying pasts and a final stand that will determine whether their love can survive their differences.

rating: r

rotten tomatoes: 81% critics, 62% audience

review: you guys knew it would be here. another horror-adjacent recommendation in the form of horror-romance about cannibals. it’s is deeply romantic in all its gore, and unsettles just as much as it comforts. beautiful atmosphere, beautiful scenery, beautiful acting, beautiful music— everything about it is beautiful, but bloody enough to remind you why it got its r rating.

7. HELLBOY (2004)

synopsis: at the end of wwii, the nazis attempt to open a portal to a paranormal dimension in order to defeat the allies, but are only able to summon a baby demon who is rescued by allied forces and dubbed "hellboy.” 60 years later, hellboy serves as an agent in the bureau of paranormal research and defense, where he, aided by abe sapien, a merman with psychic powers, and liz sherman, a woman with pyrokinesis, protects america against dark forces.

rating: pg-13

rotten tomatoes: 82% critics, 66% audience

review: it’s a sci-fi/action/fantasy, but in my heart i know it’s got some horror in it. hellboy has some stunning set designs and makeup/styling that make this movie stand out amongst other comic book adaptations. ron perlman is the definitive hellboy, and guillermo del toro gave this story a unique sense of style and wit. (also, abe sapien? one of my favorite character ever.)

8. READY OR NOT

synopsis: grace couldn't be happier after she marries the man of her dreams at his family's luxurious estate. there’s just one catch— she must now hide from midnight until dawn while her new in-laws hunt her down with guns, crossbows and other weapons. as grace desperately tries to survive the night, she soon finds a way to turn the tables on her not-so-lovable relatives.

rating: r

rotten tomatoes: 89% critics, 78% audience

review: a lot of recent horror movies have let me down, but ready or not is refreshing for the genre. it has a compelling dark humor, as well as clever writing that both makes you laugh and keeps you on the edge of your seat. i highly recommend to any and everyone. it’s great! it’s not a tough watch and easily makes you want to pay attention without it feeling like a chore.

9. X

synopsis: a group of actors sets out to make an adult film in rural texas under the noses of their reclusive hosts, but when the elderly couple catches their young guests in the act, the cast finds themselves in a desperate fight for their lives.

rating: r

rotten tomatoes: 94% critics, 75% audience

review: it may take on the classic slasher formula, but ti west’s direction keeps it fresh. i will say it kind of meanders a little bit, but generally it’s a good time with some good kills and a nice slowburn that doesn’t leave you unsatisfied once the credits roll.

10. NOPE

synopsis: a man and his sister discover something sinister in the skies above their california horse ranch, while the owner of a nearby theme park tries to profit from the mysterious, otherworldly phenomenon.

rating: r

rotten tomatoes: 83% critics, 69% audience

review: jordan peele is amazing. nope is an alien horror flick that expertly builds suspense and keeps you locked in, even when you don’t want to be. some scenes in this film have disturbed me more than anything else i’ve ever seen. the alien itself is imposing and brings a sense of anxiety, and the characters are charming and witty. daniel kaluuya and keke palmer are fantastic leads. also, we love smart horror protagonists!

#film #horror #horror review #horror recs #movies #movie review

[wam0109]

Here’s some art featuring my and my mutual @cassierainart ‘s courser ocs, X4-35 and Z5-15 (ignore that the art says Z2-15, please.) You should definitely check out their fanfic series!

archiveofourown.org/series/3785173

Also if you want to check out my fallout sideblog, it’s

@courier-aeneas

(Also another courser oc of mine, Z2-66 is in the drawing.)

#fallout #fallout 4 #fallout fanart #art #my art #fallout synth

[kiqilinn]

Hiii 👋🏻 15 52 & 66

helloooo <3

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

don quijote de la mancha, guilty of this one

52. favorite font?

times new roman i think? i haven’t thought much about it, i used to love courier a lot

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

hmmmm a slightly less traditional magical girls anime, wait no!! phantom thief/detective anime!!!! in general a bit fantastical physics and fantasy is on the table

#asks

[nickgerlich]

Dining Virtually

The way we purchase food from restaurants has changed considerably in recent years. The standard dine-in or takeaway, and sometimes a pizza delivered to your doorstep, have been rattled by the arrival of third-party delivery services like Uber Eats, DoorDash, Grubhub, and more. DoorDash leads the roster with 66% market share.

But it is not just delivery that has changed the landscape, all fueled by mobile apps and digital marketing. Restaurants have added their own twist to the saga with virtual brands. These show up on apps as nearby restaurants, but you would be hard-pressed to find them in real life, because there are no signs announcing their presence.

No, they exist only online and in a kitchen known by a different name.

Many of the big chains are doing it, like Chili’s (Brinker), Hooters, Outback (Bloomin’ Brands), Applebee’s, and Wingstop. Even children’s party palace Chuck E. Cheese does it, with their Pasqually’s Pizza.Imagine learning the next day that the pizza you had delivered last night actually came from Chuck E. Cheese. Yuck.

Denny’s has also ventured into these waters with Banda Burrito, The Melt Down, and The Burger Den. And now it has inked a deal with third-party facilitator The Franklin Group to expand these concepts across 250 franchisees in the Denny’s system.

To be fair, there has been a small shakeout in the virtual brands sector of late, with Red Robin terminating its concepts and sticking solely to its main brand. But that is not unusual in any industry for weaker concepts to be shed, and new ones to replace them.

Virtual brands allow a restaurant chain to make better use of under-utilized facilities, especially during parts of the day in which customer traffic may sag. Having complementary products can help fill out those peaks and valleys.

They also allow restaurants to test new menu items or concepts, as well as serve different markets. But in many cases, the product is pretty much the same as if you went to Hooters or Chili’s. It’s just in a different package.

Some might consider it disingenuous, even misleading, for a restaurant to employ virtual brands. Essentially, it could be considered as smoke and mirrors, and perhaps problematic if different pricing strategies are used for identical products. Imagine if CPG (consumer packaged goods) companies did that. There would be riots.

The range of food items falling into the virtual brands category is somewhat narrow, typically limited to pizzas, burgers, and wings. These travel well with readily available packaging. While the courier services will attempt to deliver just about anything—including menu items that might seep, spill, or swish around en route—it just makes matters easier if there is some standardization.

Virtual brands are not to be confused with ghost kitchens, although there could be an overlap in some instances. Essentially, a ghost kitchen is a commercial-grade kitchen at which multiple brands are prepared on shared facilities. There are variations on this as well, such as the one in Atlanta owned by Inspire Brands, and featuring the brands under its corporate umbrella, including Arby’s, Buffalo Wild Wings, Jimmy John’s, and Sonic Drive-In. DoorDash also owns ghost kitchens, which it typically leases to local mom-and-pop operators, and with whom it has exclusive delivery rights.

And if you are wondering, a food hall is kind of the same concept as a ghost kitchen, with shared food prep facilities among numerous small food service operators. It’s just that it is all visible to consumers.

Meanwhile, virtual brands continue to proliferate, much like craft breweries. They satisfy our urgings for something different. In the case of Denny’s and its burrito, burger, and patty melt brands, the food may be much the same as what you would order off the standard menu, but at least it sounds different.

You just didn’t know it. Until now.

Dr “Virtually Right” Gerlich

Audio Blog

#marketing #virtual brands #ghost kitchen #restaurant #delivery

[smacksmash]

Checking in with SCOTT CAAN

The Daily Courier

6 Jan 2023

BY GEORGE DICKIE

In playing a Philadelphia police officer who is reunited with his missing son after seven years, Scott Caan found himself in unfamiliar waters. As a matter of fact, the character’s unique quandary makes it one that he’s sure no actor has ever played.

In “Alert: Missing Persons Unit,” an hourlong procedural drama that premieres Sunday, Jan. 8, on Fox (before taking its regular Monday time slot the following night), Caan (“Hawaii Five-0”) stars as Jason Grant, a Philly cop who is a member of the department’s Missing Persons Unit, who is reunited with his son Keith (Graham Verchere, “Stargirl”) years after the boy disappeared.

So while Jason and his ex-wife and fellow cop Nikki (Dania Ramirez, “Maids”) are overjoyed to have their boy back, they can’t help but notice things about the teen that don’t seem right and tell them he may not be their child. Which, Caan says, presented him with what he calls an “acting problem.”

“This idea of Dania and my character are trying to figure out if this kid is our son or not is really something that’s kind of unprecedented,” he explains. “You know, it’s not something you can go research, it’s (not) something you can talk to somebody who’s experienced . ... It’s something that you really have to figure out and dig into and it’s a complicated idea to try to figure out if this kid is our kid or not.”

“I read (the script) and I was like, ‘S..., I don’t know what I would do in these situations. I don’t know how I would act.’ ”

But while the role at times left him at a loss, Caan is thankful he had a very easy rapport from day one with his scene partner Ramirez.

“I don’t want to be too pretentious and talk about acting,” the son of “The Godfather” actor James Caan says, “(but she) brings a certain sensitivity out of me that I haven’t really been able to touch before . ... I think she’s great.”

Full name: Scott Andrew Caan

Birth date: Aug. 23, 1976

Birthplace: Los Angeles

Family ties: He and partner Kacy Byxbee have an 8-year-old daughter, Josie; is the son of actors James Caan and Sheila Ryan

TV credits include: “Entourage,” “NCIS: Los Angeles,” “Vice Principals”

Movie credits include: “A Boy Called Hate” (1995), “Enemy of the State” (1998), “Varsity Blues” (1999), “Boiler Room” (2000), “Ocean’s Eleven” (2001), “Ocean’s Twelve” (2005), “Friends With Money” (2006), “Ocean’s Thirteen” (2007), “Meet Dave” (2008), “A Beginner’s Guide to Endings” (2010), “Rock the Kasbah” (2015)

Did you know: In the 1990s, was a member of the hip-hop group The Whooliganz under the pseudonym Mad Skillz; has a black belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu

Favorite book: “There’s a book called ‘Rule of the Bone�� that was always one of my favorite books. I’m a big (Charles) Bukowski guy. ‘Women’ was one of my favorite books.”

Favorite movie: “I’d say my all-time favorites would probably be maybe ‘Raging Bull,’ any Hal Ashby movie, ‘Thief.’ ‘Buffalo ‘66’ is definitely one of my favorite movies. There’s a movie called ‘The Two of Us,’ this Claude Berri movie, a French movie ... . I used to be kind of a movie nerd. I’m not as much now but I could list off 10, 20, 30 of my favorite movies.”

Favorite musical artists: “I would say A Tribe Called Quest, Gang Starr, the Smiths and Joy Division.”

#scott caan

[stellanslashgeode]

WIP Wednesday

Snippet from Chapter 5 of Way of the Mynok

Her two clone coworkers were waiting by the ramp when she returned to Ansion. Cooker just gave her a nod but Fireball was looking her up and down nervously.

“Good, you’re okay.” Fireball fretted.

“I told you I was.” Barriss answered. “Even if I wasn’t, I’m a healer. I can take care of myself.”

Cooker grinned. “Fireball was upset that you were off comms for over twelve hours.”

He nodded. “I almost called in an extraction team!”

Barriss smiled. “Gentlemen! I was just taking some time to myself. I’ve been at this for years, haven’t I earned a little rest and relaxation leave?”

The two clones looked at each other and burst out laughing.

“What? What is it?”

Cooker wiped at the corner of one eye. “Nothing, ma’am. It’s just that in all our time with you we’ve never known you to take more than an hour of R&R at a time. I’m glad you turned over a new leaf.”

“Blessed karking be, it’s about time you relaxed. Just let us know ahead of time, ma’am.” Fireball added.

Barriss handed Fireball the briefcase-sized hard drive of data Chiran gave her.

“Here, take this and have it duplicated and sent via couriers to our top analysts. I spent the trip over skimming it and this will keep us busy for years.”

Cooker grinned. “It’s that good, eh? We hit the jackpot?”

“A full Idiot’s Array. Plus, the asset will be highly valuable due to Lothal’s doonium mining. In fact, I want to be her exclusive handler. I’ll take over the portfolio for the whole sector. I may have to make frequent visits to Lothal, we need to amend the long-term itinerary.”

“Yes, ma’am. Speaking of the itinerary, there’s a new addition. The rents want you to report back to Alderaan.”

She turned to Cooker as they made their way over to her office. “For a debrief?”

“No, ma’am. For dinner. They want your measurements.”

She squinted. “My measurements?”

“They apparently have a dress they want you to wear. It’s a formal dinner.”

“The ruling class are strange creatures. I’ll send a holo now.”

Cooker shook his head. “No, ma’am.”

“No?”

“We’ve got to do that thing first. Watcher business.”

She sighed. “Cooker, I’m doing fine!”

He closed the door and the blinds. “Have a seat.”

She did as commanded but rolled her eyes. Cooker took a seat in front of her, so close their knees nearly touched.

“Now how are you really? It’s been about a month, you know I have to check in.”

“I’m fine Cooker. Trust me.”

“How do you feel right now?”

“Relaxed. Excited that we’re making headway. Relieved.”

He nodded. “You didn’t get any bad news this trip?”

Her smile fell slightly. “Actually, I did.”

“What happened?”

She sniffed and looked down at her hands. “Remember the second time Ahsoka and I met? On Dalna? When she explained her plan and we left on good terms?”

“Yeah.”

“I found out, from an eyewitness, that she left the teahouse and went straight to murder an elderly Jedi Master.”

Cooker tilted his head. “Oh! I’m sorry. How does that make you feel?”

“How do you think it makes me feel? She asked me to hug her. Then she murdered someone. Intellectually I knew if she was to go undercover in the Inquisitorius she would have to pretend to hunt and kill Jedi.” She closed her eyes and attempted to channel a bit of serenity. “But to know she left me, the moment she refused to run away with me. So that we could live together and free. And that very night she made Order 66 a little more complete. It is a lot to take in.”

Cooker nodded. “I can see that. How does it change your future with her?”

“I don’t know, Cook. I’ll have to meditate on it. Goddesses grant me patience and discernment, I suppose.”

“Anything else you can share that upset or surprised you?”

She nodded. “Yes, but you don’t want to hear it. I assure you.”

“Bar, watcher’s orders. Cough it up.”

Barriss sighed. “I can’t believe I waited until now to have sex because I wanted my first time to be with Tano. I wasted my entire late teens! I’ve been a legal adult for years now and I could have been with someone making my toes curl on a regular basis! But I forgo that for her, for no reason! And then not even have my first time be with her. It made me angry with myself and my judgement.”

“Okay, yeah. You’re right. I didn’t necessarily need to know. But good for you. And sorry for your loss.”

She smiled and squeezed her shoulder. “Thanks for listening and being insistent.”

“That’s my job, ma’am. Now, measurements.”

“Right.” She rose and went to her desk. “How did Mossy’s men fare in their first mission?”

“Oh, they were amazing, Barriss. Fought like beings of myth. I was worried since they used to be CIS mercenaries that they’d be sloppy. But they’re good soldiers one and all!”

“They’re not mercs, Cooker. They’re freedom fighters.”

“Weird the first mission we could give them was just liberating a bunch of karking academics.”

Barriss turned to him, suddenly serious. “Why do you think rescuing them wasn’t important?”

“I don’t know, Bar. One of them was a poet! Does the rebellion need poets?”

“That was a group of professors, scientists, and other academics who publicly denounced the Emperor. Every scientist and engineer we rescue is one not pressed into their service making weapons. And we do need poets, artists, novelists, and dreamers. One of the most perfidious things the Empire is doing is narrowing the intellectual possibilities it feels citizens can experience. So, they can no longer imagine a world without the Empire playing an active role. They are seeking to hammer reality to their ideal. All those beings were important, Cooker. They all were a perfect use of Mossy’s time and skill.”

“Sir, yessir.”

#barriss offee #star wars fanfiction #clone troopers #clone trooper cooker #clone trooper fireball #the 41st elite corps

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ผู้เยี่ยมชมที่มาจากหนึ่งในห้าสิบ 50 ประเทศมีสิทธิ์ยื่นขอวีซ่าตุรกีได้ทางเว็บไซต์โดยใช้โทรศัพท์หรือพีซี แบบฟอร์มคำร้องขอวีซ่าตุรกีสามารถส่งได้จากโทรศัพท์มือถือ คอมพิวเตอร์ส่วนบุคคล หรืออุปกรณ์อิเล็กทรอนิกส์อื่นๆ สิ่งที่คุณต้องทำคือใช้เวลาสักครู่เพื่อกรอกแบบฟอร์มอิเล็กทรอนิกส์ออนไลน์สำหรับ eVisa ของตุรกีให้เสร็จสิ้น ด้วย e-Visa ที่รองรับ ชาวต่างชาติสามารถวางแผนเยี่ยมชมสาธารณรัฐ Turkiye ได้นานถึง 30 หรือ 90 วันสำหรับการเดินทางเพื่อพักผ่อนหย่อนใจหรือเยี่ยมชมธุรกิจ ระยะเวลาขึ้นอยู่กับสัญชาติของคุณในหนังสือเดินทางอื่น อาจเป็น 30 วันหรือ 90 วัน ผู้สมัครไม่จำเป็นต้องไปที่สำนักงานรัฐบาลหรือสถานทูตตุรกีตลอดเวลา นอกจากนี้ยังไม่จำเป็นต้องจัดส่งเอกสารและหนังสือเดินทางทางไปรษณีย์หรือไปรษณีย์ แอปพลิเคชันอยู่บนเว็บ 100 เปอร์เซ็นต์ คุณจะได้รับวีซ่าอิเล็กทรอนิกส์ที่ได้รับการรับรองทางอีเมล ซึ่งคุณสามารถพิมพ์ออกมาและนำติดตัวไปที่สนามบินขณะเดินทางได้ ผู้ถือหนังสือเดินทางที่มีสิทธิ์ทุกคนจะต้องสมัครขอ eVisa เพื่อเข้าประเทศตุรกี รวมถึงผู้เยาว์ด้วย ผู้ปกครองหรือผู้ปกครองสามารถยื่นคำร้องขอวีซ่าในนามของเด็กได้ เวลาในการจัดการ e-Visa ของตุรกี การสมัคร e-Visa ของตุรกีจะใช้เวลาสักครู่จึงจะเสร็จสิ้น ผู้สมัครสามารถทำโครงสร้างอิเล็กทรอนิกส์จากที่บ้านหรือที่ทำงานเสร็จภายใน 2-3 นาที หนังสือเดินทางของคุณจะต้องมีอายุ 6 เดือน ณ เวลาที่เข้าสาธารณรัฐตุรกี ประเทศต่อไปนี้มีสิทธิ์ยื่นขอวีซ่าตุรกี, บาฮามาส, แคนาดา, เกรเนดา, บาร์เบโดส, เบอร์มิวดา, เซนต์วินเซนต์, เม็กซิโก, ไซปรัส, โดมินิกา, สาธารณรัฐโดมินิกัน, แอนติกาและบาร์บูดา, ออสเตรเลีย, เซนต์ลูเซีย, แอฟริกาใต้, ฮ่องกง-BN (O) สหรัฐอาหรับเอมิเรตส์ คูเวต มัลดีฟส์ สหรัฐอเมริกา ฟิจิ จาเมกา เฮติ โอมาน บาห์เรน ซูรินาเม จีน มอริเชียส ติมอร์ตะวันออก อาร์เมเนีย และซาอุดีอาระเบีย Those visitors who are from one of the fifty 50 countries are now eligible to apply for a Turkish visa totally on the web using their phone or pc. The Turkey visa application form can be submitted from a cell phone, PC, or other electronic gadgets. All that's needed is a couple of moments to finish the online electronic for for Turkish eVisa. With a supported e-Visa, foreigners can plan visit the Repubic of Turkiye for up to 30 or 90 days for the recreational trips or business visit. The time span relies upon your nationality on othe passport, it may be 30 days or 90 days. Applicants are NOT at all required to visit a Turkish government office or embassy anytime. Also, there is no need to courier the documents and passport by courier or mail. The application is 100 percent on the web. You will get an electronic endorsed visa by email, which you can print out and carry with yourself to the airport while travelling. All eligible passport holders need to apply for an eVisa to enter Turkey, including minors. Guardians or parents can finish the visa application on behalf of a kid. Turkey e-Visa Handling Times, The Turkey e-Visa application will just require a couple of moments to finish. Candidates can finish the electronic structure from the home or office in 2-3 minutes. Your passport must be valid for 6 months at the time of entry into the Repubic of Turkey.

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This sounds fake but I promise it's not!

1: highlight + right click and copy the text at the bottom 2:open deck editor and click import 3:it gives you the little pop up that the deck was imported 4:click edit deck and confirm the list is right 5:name the deck and then click done 6:it warns you it's an invalid deck, click ok 7:check the mail in the top right corner, should have a message from alquist

1 Extract a Confession (MKM) 84

1 Homicide Investigator (MKM) 86

1 Leering Onlooker (MKM) 91

1 Glint Weaver (MKM) 162

1 Granite Witness (MKM) 206

1 Meddling Youths (MKM) 219

1 Furtive Courier (MKM) 59

1 Case of the Stashed Skeleton (MKM) 80

1 Out Cold (MKM) 66

1 The Pride of Hull Clade (MKM) 172

1 Reckless Detective (MKM) 141

1 Novice Inspector (MKM) 29

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[lboogie1906]

Boris Frederic Cecil Tay-Natey Ofuatey-Kodjoe (born March 8, 1973), known as Boris Kodjoe, is an Austrian-born American actor, producer, and former model known for his roles as Kelby in Brown Sugar, the sports-courier agent Damon Carter on Soul Food, and The Last Man on Earth. He co-stars on Real Husbands of Hollywood and the Grey’s Anatomy spin-off, Station 19 as Robert Sullivan.

He attended Virginia Commonwealth University on a tennis scholarship and graduated with a BS in Μarketing. A four-year letterman on the Rams’ men’s tennis team, he is currently ninth in school history with 75 career singles wins. Tied for third in doubles victories with 66. He was signed as a model and soon after entered acting. He was featured in the music video for “Red Light Special.”

Named one of the “50 Most Beautiful People in the World” by People magazine. He starred in Second Time Around with his wife Nicole Ari Parker. He played the role of David Taylor in The Gospel. He performed in a play called Whatever She Wants and made an appearance in Nip/Tuck. He had a supporting role in Surrogates. He starred in Undercovers. He appeared in Resident Evil: Afterlife. He had a guest appearance on the TV show Franklin & Bash.

He was cast as a regular on Members Only. He landed a recurring role in “Eulogy”, he is promoted to Battalion Chief. #africanhistory365 #africanexcellence

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Government of Turkey eVisa - วีซ่าอิเล็กทรอนิกส์รัฐบาลตุรกีออนไลน์อย่างเป็นทางการ กระบวนการออนไลน์ที่รวดเร็วและรวดเร็ว

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Email : [email protected]

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Owner / Official Contact Name :Albert Deniz  Dilara

Description :ผู้เยี่ยมชมที่มาจากหนึ่งในห้าสิบ 50 ประเทศมีสิทธิ์ยื่นขอวีซ่าตุรกีได้ทางเว็บไซต์โดยใช้โทรศัพท์หรือพีซี แบบฟอร์มคำร้องขอวีซ่าตุรกีสามารถส่งได้จากโทรศัพท์มือถือ คอมพิวเตอร์ส่วนบุคคล หรืออุปกรณ์อิเล็กทรอนิกส์อื่นๆ สิ่งที่คุณต้องทำคือใช้เวลาสักครู่เพื่อกรอกแบบฟอร์มอิเล็กทรอนิกส์ออนไลน์สำหรับ eVisa ของตุรกีให้เสร็จสิ้น ด้วย e-Visa ที่รองรับ ชาวต่างชาติสามารถวางแผนเยี่ยมชมสาธารณรัฐ Turkiye ได้นานถึง 30 หรือ 90 วันสำหรับการเดินทางเพื่อพักผ่อนหย่อนใจหรือเยี่ยมชมธุรกิจ ระยะเวลาขึ้นอยู่กับสัญชาติของคุณในหนังสือเดินทางอื่น อาจเป็น 30 วันหรือ 90 วัน ผู้สมัครไม่จำเป็นต้องไปที่สำนักงานรัฐบาลหรือสถานทูตตุรกีตลอดเวลา นอกจากนี้ยังไม่จำเป็นต้องจัดส่งเอกสารและหนังสือเดินทางทางไปรษณีย์หรือไปรษณีย์ แอปพลิเคชันอยู่บนเว็บ 100 เปอร์เซ็นต์ คุณจะได้รับวีซ่าอิเล็กทรอนิกส์ที่ได้รับการรับรองทางอีเมล ซึ่งคุณสามารถพิมพ์ออกมาและนำติดตัวไปที่สนามบินขณะเดินทางได้ ผู้ถือหนังสือเดินทางที่มีสิทธิ์ทุกคนจะต้องสมัครขอ eVisa เพื่อเข้าประเทศตุรกี รวมถึงผู้เยาว์ด้วย ผู้ปกครองหรือผู้ปกครองสามารถยื่นคำร้องขอวีซ่าในนามของเด็กได้ เวลาในการจัดการ e-Visa ของตุรกี การสมัคร e-Visa ของตุรกีจะใช้เวลาสักครู่จึงจะเสร็จสิ้น ผู้สมัครสามารถทำโครงสร้างอิเล็กทรอนิกส์จากที่บ้านหรือที่ทำงานเสร็จภายใน 2-3 นาที หนังสือเดินทางของคุณจะต้องมีอายุ 6 เดือน ณ เวลาที่เข้าสาธารณรัฐตุรกี ประเทศต่อไปนี้มีสิทธิ์ยื่นขอวีซ่าตุรกี, บาฮามาส, แคนาดา, เกรเนดา, บาร์เบโดส, เบอร์มิวดา, เซนต์วินเซนต์, เม็กซิโก, ไซปรัส, โดมินิกา, สาธารณรัฐโดมินิกัน, แอนติกาและบาร์บูดา, ออสเตรเลีย, เซนต์ลูเซีย, แอฟริกาใต้, ฮ่องกง-BN (O) สหรัฐอาหรับเอมิเรตส์ คูเวต มัลดีฟส์ สหรัฐอเมริกา ฟิจิ จาเมกา เฮติ โอมาน บาห์เรน ซูรินาเม จีน มอริเชียส ติมอร์ตะวันออก อาร์เมเนีย และซาอุดีอาระเบีย Those visitors who are from one of the fifty 50 countries are now eligible to apply for a Turkish visa totally on the web using their phone or pc. The Turkey visa application form can be submitted from a cell phone, PC, or other electronic gadgets. All that's needed is a couple of moments to finish the online electronic for for Turkish eVisa. With a supported e-Visa, foreigners can plan visit the Repubic of Turkiye for up to 30 or 90 days for the recreational trips or business visit. The time span relies upon your nationality on othe passport, it may be 30 days or 90 days. Applicants are NOT at all required to visit a Turkish government office or embassy anytime. Also, there is no need to courier the documents and passport by courier or mail. The application is 100 percent on the web. You will get an electronic endorsed visa by email, which you can print out and carry with yourself to the airport while travelling. All eligible passport holders need to apply for an eVisa to enter Turkey, including minors. Guardians or parents can finish the visa application on behalf of a kid. Turkey e-Visa Handling Times, The Turkey e-Visa application will just require a couple of moments to finish. Candidates can finish the electronic structure from the home or office in 2-3 minutes. Your passport must be valid for 6 months at the time of entry into the Repubic of Turkey. The following countries are eligible to apply for a Turkish Visa, Bahamas, Canada, Grenada, Barbados, Bermuda, Saint Vincent, Mexico, Cyprus, Dominica, Dominican Republic, Antigua and Barbuda, Australia, Saint Lucia, South Africa, Hong Kong-BN(O), United Arab Emirates, Kuwait, Maldives, United States, Fiji, Jamaica, Haiti, Oman, Bahrain, Suriname, China, Mauritius, East Timor, Armenia and Saudi Arabia.

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[weyrwolfen]

Eidola: Chapter 11 - CT-81-1620 Shrike

Rating: T

Characters: Gen, Clone Trooper OCs, Captain Rex, Ahsoka Tano, and other canon members of the 501st/332nd

Warnings: canon-typical violence; references to self-harm, injuries, and substance abuse; PTSD; it’s post-Order 66 and nobody is having a good time (but they’re all working on it)

Summary: The mission was never to bring down the Empire. Not really. The mission was to save every single one of their chipped brothers. But if doing do helped break the Empire’s stranglehold on the galaxy? Well, that was just a bonus.

They’d drawn lots to see who had to remain on base during the funeral, and if certain members of Ridge’s and Quad’s two teams were conspicuously missing from the names Captain Rex had pulled out of his own bucket, well, who was going to question him?

Shrike wasn’t.

He hadn’t known Hook or Kibble well, but Ricochet had joined the Reapers the same time Shrike had. They’d both been in the second wave of volunteers that had filled in the gaps when Jesse and Ridge had split the original team into two units. That had been a little over a year ago. An eternity, given the death rates among clone troopers, back during the war.

Captain Rex had made the arrangements yesterday when the medics had finally determined that everyone still in the Infirmary was definitely going to make it. Apparently, Major Ullmann had been the one to tell them who to contact and had even volunteered the credits to smooth the process along. So apparently that whole side of the operation was going well.

Which was good, right? It meant that Ricochet had died for something real. Not like all their brothers who had died during the war. Not like Manx, and Dev, and Stripes, and Garz, and…

Captain Rex had stepped forward and was saying… something. Shrike wasn’t really listening. Couldn’t, really. Everything seemed oddly distant. Everything other than the three bodies resting on the pyre, wrapped in Imp-issued blankets.

It seemed like they should have done something more, but Shrike wasn’t sure what. Back in the G.A.R., their brothers usually ended up consigned to the same incinerators that handled any other type of shipbound, organic waste. Worst case scenario, they’d been shipped back to Kamino for dissection and experimentation. Shrike had flown a couple of those courier missions. ‘Quality control, product research, and development,’ those orders had always read.

General Vazha had protested that practice early on in the war.

Some Senate subcommittee clerk had forwarded her the clause in the Republic’s contract with Kamino, which stipulated the fine incurred for withholding any requested remains. Apparently the amount would come out of the 317th’s budget.

Between refusing the requests and potentially running low of medical supplies and ammunition, the courier missions had started back up.

She’d gone out of her way to encourage their small rituals after that, remembrances for their fallen, but little emphasis had been placed on the actual bodies. The Kaminoans’ periodic requests aside, a trash incinerator was still a trash incinerator, after all.

This pyre felt different, but it still did little to ease the hollow feeling in Shrike’s chest.

Tech had cooked up some fabricated death certificates and a cultural waiver to avoid having a funerary attendant and fire suppression team on hand. The locals had been paid to drop off a significant quantity of kindling, a locally produced oil that served as both an accelerant and a perfume, and then make themselves scarce. It had fallen to the clones, and a very somber-looking Commander Tano, to arrange the bundles of wood on the stone-paved hilltop.

Commander Tano had hesitantly offered to move the bodies into place with the Force. They’d declined. It had seemed like something that should be done by hand.

By unspoken consensus, Quad and Ridge had been the ones to set the fires.

It took hours to completely cremate their brothers. No one said much after the flames were lit. They just set a guard and stood watch until the task was done.

Somehow, the ride back to the base felt even longer.

Shrike wasn’t cut out for this kind of assignment. He was a pilot. That was what he’d been trained for, what he was good at.

Then again, he didn’t think any of them had been trained for this.

Their Wadj brothers weren’t in good shape. Nobody had really expected them to be. They all remembered their own procedures, but Shrike hadn’t realized how much the medics had been discretely handling in the Draboon VIII medbay. Shrike had been a mess when his own chip had been removed. He hadn’t spoken at all the first few days after his surgery. He’d had to be cajoled into eating. He was pretty certain he’d woken up screaming every time he’d tried to sleep for the first week.

But unlike their Wadj brothers, he hadn’t been physically incapable of keeping down even the blandest of rations.

He hadn’t tried to physically injure himself.

Shrike now understood why the medics insisted that they go into the barracks for guard duty unarmed.

Kix and Aughts had finally de-chipped the last of their Wadj brothers, so at least they weren’t having to split guard duty between still-chipped clones plotting escape attempts from the Mess and de-chipped brothers barely keeping from shattering to pieces in the Barracks.

Some of Shrike’s brothers were better at interacting with the recovering clones than others. Both medics were a given, they actually had received formal instruction on working with psychological trauma, but others had really risen to the challenge. Captain Rex was steady as a rock, as usual, and so were the various team leaders. That wasn’t terribly surprising, but other brothers had really stepped up: Mirror, Ash, Clip, even kriffing Skid.

Not Shrike.

Shrike was having trouble getting outside of his own head long enough to be of much use.

One of the brothers in this room had killed Ricochet.

And Hook.

And Kibble.

He didn’t blame them. He knew what it was like to be under a chip’s control, but one of them had, and every time he looked at them, he couldn’t help but wonder. He hadn’t realized how much being a pilot had insulated him from dealing with the immediate effects of Reaper missions. He thought he’d been right in the thick of it with his team.

Clearly he hadn’t been, and that added a layer of guilt over top of everything else that was roiling around inside his head.

“Shrike,” Captain Rex’s voice broke through Shrike’s downwardly spiraling thoughts.

“Yes, sir?” Shrike asked, squaring up his shoulders even if he didn’t come to attention. They had all been instructed to keep things informal, in front of their recovering brothers.

“Round up Loops and Depot,” the Captain said, speaking softly enough to not be overheard by the closest Wadj clones, who were clustered together in shared misery and mutual support on their bunks. “I need you boys to shift the base’s fleet around to make some room for a few of our own ships.”

“Of course, sir,” Shrike answered, a little too quickly. He was immediately ashamed of the overwhelming rush of relief he felt to be getting out of the barracks. “How much room are we talking?”

“I’ve already asked Cling and Dive to bring in the Ballista and the Convor,” The Captain said, looking back out across the room. “Past that, it depends on how much room you can buy us. We’re trying to prioritize bringing in ships with the most bunk space.”

“Why bunk space?” Shrike asked, looking back out over the room to see if he could spot Depot or Loops. Neither one of them seemed to be present. Maybe they were in the Mess?

“You’d rather keep sleeping on the sparring mats?” Captain Rex asked, eyebrows inching up in the expression he got when he was being dangerously rhetorical.

“Nope, no sir,” Shrike replied with a small grimace. Gym mats got a particular smell about them, no matter how often they were cleaned and sanitized. And that smell was apparently transferable if you slept on them for multiple consecutive shifts.

Sleeping in his own bunk sounded amazing.

Having a secure retreat where he could blow off some steam when the situation inside the base started to get to be a bit much sounded even better.

“Well, get to it,” Captain Rex said with a knowing shake of his head.

Shrike tried to play it cool and not just flee the room like an utter coward. He was pretty sure he didn’t succeed.

The crowd parted around them, falling silent and drawing back as the squad passed through the capital’s mercantile district.

It made Shrike uneasy.

He hadn’t spent much time stationed dirt-side, much less anywhere with large civilian populations. He’d had some R and R stops on Coruscant, of course, and the odd turn at various spaceports and stations around the Outer Rim, but he’d never been part of an occupying force before. His prior worst-case-scenarios involved civilians reacting to him and his brothers with annoyance, scorn, or indifference, but never this kind of abject fear.

Under any other circumstances, Shrike would have been fascinated with the Wadj markets. The streets were lined with open-air displays. Colorful bolts of fabric were spread out next to unfamiliar fruits and brightly painted local pottery. Fluting music drifted out of a few of the small restaurants they passed.

As it was, Shrike was wound tighter than a reactor coil, grip tightening instinctively on his blaster at the slightest provocation.

The rest of the squad wasn’t doing much better. Torque and Vault were visibly tense, visors scanning every shadow for threats. Coins had karking-near drawn on a backfiring speeder that had passed them in the government sector. Of all of them, only Clip seemed even halfway at ease, but that was just Clip.

Kriffing ARCs. Every single one of them was insane, even if they all showed it differently.

Kark. These patrols were a bad idea. None of them were in the right headspace to be dealing with civilians just then.

Except they didn’t really have much of a choice on the matter. Appearances had to be maintained while the Wadj clones regained their footing, but these patrols were putting everyone on edge. The locals weren’t being actively hostile so far – the Empire’s yoke has rested very lightly on this planet in comparison to some others Shrike had seen – but one wrong move on their part could change that in a heartbeat.

Clip, at the head of their small formation, was making every effort to look as minimally threatening as possible. He’d grabbed an orange command pauldron for the patrol, giving him an excuse to wear his twin blasters rather than the more standard blaster rifles the rest of them were carrying. They’d stayed in their holsters the whole afternoon to leave his hands free, which was as close to ‘unarmed’ as a fully kitted out clone could possibly appear.

They heard the commotion before they rounded the corner of the next intersection. Every single one of them tensed, expecting the worst. Clip rested one hand on the butt of his right blaster and sent them an ‘Eyes up,’ hand signal over his shoulder. They fanned out behind him in a wedge formation. Shrike’s fingers traced the trigger guard of his blaster rifle, still held at a low ready stance, primed to snap up at a moment’s notice.

The scene that met them when they rounded the corner hardly warranted such preparation.

“You have to pay for that!” a human vendor was shouting, irritated enough to be oblivious to the way the crowd around him had abruptly fallen silent.

The target of his anger, a slender woman in a gray, tattered cloak was backing away from the vendor, shoulders hunched defensively.

Clip stopped and straightening into something a casual observer might mistake for a relaxed stance. Shrike and the rest of the squad followed his lead, tense, but waiting to see how this played out. Technically, Imp soldiers were empowered to intervene in any illegal actions they encountered.

Realistically, this was a complication they couldn’t really afford.

The vendor spotted the squad of seeming-Imperials first and froze, hand still half-raised in an accusatory point.

Shrike was still trying to figure out how the kriff they could extricate themselves from this situation when Clip was forced to clear his throat rather loudly to prevent the woman from backing straight into him.

She spun around in surprise, pale skin fading further to a sickly-looking gray when she realized who they were, or at least who they were presenting themselves to be. She was some variety of near-human species Shrike had never encountered before, hairless and scaled, and she was clutching a jar to her chest, a red medical symbol just visible on its lid.

Force. They were good and involved now.

Clip sounded as easy-going as ever when he asked, “What seems to be the problem here?”

Like they couldn’t fill in the blanks for themselves.

The vendor gaped, whatever feelings he had about being robbed of his wares apparently forgotten when faced with a heavily armed, Imperial peace-keeping force.

Because that was what they were supposed to be. Kark. Shrike wouldn’t have an issue gut-checking some hardened criminal in the streets, but he wanted nothing to do with arresting some poor woman who was shoplifting medicine of all things.

Were they supposed to hand her off to the local police force? He hadn’t exactly paid an excess of attention to the division of powers section of their brief on Wadj, the one covering rights and responsibilities of the local government and the Imperial representatives. If they brought her back to put her in the base’s brig, Ridge and Jesse would lose their osik, and rightfully so. They didn’t need any extra eyes inside the base, seeing what they were really up to in there.

Force. What in the kriffing hells were they supposed to do?

Nobody spoke for a long moment. Clip’s helmet was angled towards the vendor’s stall, obviously taking in the eclectic mix of herbal remedies and more Galactic-standard medicines.

The rest of the squad, Shrike included, remained fanned out behind Clip, shifting awkwardly as they waited to see how this whole mess played out.

Clip looked back at the woman, whose silvery, slitted eyes were dilated in obvious terror. Apparently coming to some kind of a decision, he abruptly bent low. Shrike was pretty certain he was the only one with the correct vantage to see Clip’s hand swipe past his belt to palm something from one of the pouches there before reaching as if to pick something up off of the ground. He then rose and extended a few credits towards the abruptly dumbfounded woman.

“I believe you dropped this,” he said, still sounding entirely unconcerned.

The woman’s eyes darted to Shrike and their other brothers before landing on Clip again. She reached out hesitantly, clearly expecting some sort of trap, and took the credits. “Thank you,” she said, whispery voice low and unsteady.

Ridge and Jesse were definitely going to lose their osik when they heard about this, because while Clip’s course of action was undoubtably the kindest escape route he could have taken to get out of this situation, it wasn’t the most discreet.

Stormtroopers weren’t exactly known for being kind.

Clip just nodded as if nothing was amiss, signaled for the rest of the squad to fall in behind him again, and said, “Be about your business, then.”

They waited around just long enough to see the woman hesitantly offer the shopkeeper some of the credits Clip had slipped her. The man accepted them with barely a glance, still watching the squad of troopers like he was expecting them to start indiscriminately blasting the crowd. The back of Shrike’s neck prickled under the weight of the stares when their squad finally continued down the street.

Nobody said much of anything for a good, long while after that. Shrike wasn’t sure what he could say while they were still at immediate risk of being overheard.

Finally, when their patrol route looped back around to the more-or-less depopulated warehouse district, Clip broke the group’s silence. “Should have expected that, us being out here on the shebs-end of the galaxy,” he said distractedly. When no one answered his seeming non-sequitur, Clip looked over his pauldron at Shrike and the rest of their squad. “What?”

Shrike wasn’t sure exactly what Clip was on about, and apparently neither was anyone else because Coins chimed in with, “You’re gonna have to give us a little more to work with than that.”

“The woman who palmed the broad-spec antibiotics back there,” Clip elaborated. “She’s a slave. Or, I don’t know, maybe a former slave? Kind of hard to tell without more intel.”

Shrike looked over at Torque, who was on his immediate left in their small, five-man formation. Torque shrugged.

“How do you figure that?” Shrike asked.

“She had a brand on the side of her neck some of the smaller Hutt subsidiaries use to mark their property,” Clip said, and there was a dark undercurrent to the usually easy-going ARC’s voice Shrike wasn’t used to hearing. “But this is about as far as you can get, spatially speaking, from Hutt space. Could be she ran and ended up here. Could be something worse.”

Vault, who’d taken the position immediately behind Shrike, snorted. “That’ll give the Raiders something to gnaw on.”

That was an understatement. Targeting slavers for supplies might have been a pragmatic decision at first, but it had pretty quickly morphed into a full-blown, personal crusade for the Raiders. If there was an active slave trade happening right outside their new base of operations, no force in the galaxy was going to stop them from rooting it out. And nobody else would be very interested in stopping them either, the only trick would be keeping their actions out of the public eye.

Some trick.

“Might be something, might be nothing,” Clip said with a shrug. “But we can tell the other patrols to keep an eye out.”

Force, they hadn’t even made it one day since the Captain and Commander had jetted off to Trip’s weird island before stepping in some new complication. Both Reaper leaders were going to lay a clutch of eggs when they heard.

They’d only just made the final turn into the base’s surveillance perimeter when Shrike’s HUD lit up with an incoming comm request. Apparently he wasn’t the only one, because Clip held up a hand signal for ‘Stop,’ and the blinking, red light in the bottom left of Shrike’s vision rolled over to solid green.

“Clip here,” the ARC said, voice oddly layered as it was passed along through all their comms.

“Hey Clip, this is Level,” a brother’s voice replied. “Just wanted to give your squad a heads up. We’ve got a small caravan of farmers outside of the front gate, dropping off their share of Imperial taxes in trade. The natborns are handling it. Just leave them to it.”

“Awesome, fresh veggies,” Clip said brightly, because of course that was his reaction. Shrike really didn’t get him sometimes.

“What he means is, we promise not to jump to any unfortunate assumptions and shoot the civilians,” Vault drawled.

“Right, that was more what I meant,” Level said dryly. “But Kenner did get weirdly excited when he saw the crate of tubers, so we might actually be in for a treat later.”

Shrike tried to dredge up the unfamiliar name from the whole slew of them he’d been trying to memorize recently. Kenner. Kenner was one of the first group of Wadj brothers Kix and Aughts had released from constant medical observation. Kenner had been in charge of the base’s Mess. Kenner had nightmares, and insomnia, and a scar up his left arm whose origins he could not remember. Right.

“Can’t wait,” Clip said cheerfully, signaling for them to start marching again.

Sure enough, when they arrived at the base, they found a small team of brothers offloading crates from a line of rather rickety-looking sleds. Shrike didn’t recognize any of them, not in their anonymous stormtrooper armor, but one of them paused to snap off an ironic little salute to Sergeant Levee, who was running the grav-lifts.

Agent Weeks was standing to one side of the base’s front gate, accepting datachips from a line of locals and inserting each in turn into her datapad. She was back to looking and acting like a pillar of ice. Too bad for her, Shrike knew better. He had been on guard when the natborn officers had been allowed to visit the Barracks for the first time. He had seen her façade crack wide open right before one of their Wadj brothers, Callen, had kriffing-near collapsed in her arms. She was alright.

“Everything seems to be in order,” she was saying, flat tone exactingly professional. “Once we perform a final inventory, I will file the requisite waivers.”

Shrike looked over the crates, which were spilling over with leafy purple stuff, orange-striped fruit-looking things, and who even knew what other kinds of presumably edible plants. They looked pretty similar to some of the produce he’d seen for sale in the open-air market. Given their reception, he’d half-expected withered, bug-eaten stuff instead. Not that he’d blame anyone with the guts to try sabotaging an Imperial base, but, well, it was his food they’d be poisoning.

The whole situation was karked.

Maybe they’d be able to work something out with the locals once everything had settled down. Some kind of real, mutually beneficial arrangement, like what the Republic had claimed to stand for, back in the day. Taking these farmers’ crops felt wrong, but they’d have to pay taxes to the Empire one way or the other. At least this way, the ledgers all balanced even while they were poking karking Palpatine in the eye.

The gate into the base had been cracked just wide enough to admit a line of troopers in single file. He had no idea if this was the normal way the farmers’ drop offs were usually handled, but it definitely blocked a direct view of the absurd number of ships in the courtyard from the street.

Clip dismissed the rest of the squad, who rapidly scattered. There wasn’t much time before the evening meal was set to be served, so Shrike elected to head towards the Thresher, which was berthed in the furthest corner of the packed courtyard.

They’d gotten a little creative with Captain Rex’s instructions, stacking in the ships and skimmers as tightly as possible. Nobody had reprimanded them for how they’d gone about rearranging the base’s small fleet, not even when Dive had parked the two AT-RTs in the bed of one of the largest sleds.

Next to the refueling station, Shrike spotted a trio of brothers guiding a pallet of fuel cylinders up the ramp and into the Ballista’s hold on a hover cart. He tried to stamp down the surge of jealousy, because the Ballista was Dive’s ship, and she was both higher in speed and lower on cabin space than Shrike’s own Thresher. And so Dive got to fly a bunch of fuel back to Draboon VIII, end of story.

Meanwhile Shrike was still stuck here, not flying, running patrols and taking shifts working in the communications tower or watching over their brothers in the Barracks. He felt utterly out of his element, being grounded for this long, but right now, the base needed more guards, not pilots.

At least he could change out of this ill-fitting stormtrooper armor now and run through his own sonics on his own ship before he was due back in the Mess. That was something.

“This is kriffing bantha poodoo, and you know it,” Shrike said, looking down at the dice, which had landed on twin ‘challenge’ sigils yet again.

“Rules are rules,” Eggs said with a shrug.

Ajay just grinned at him.

And okay, maybe his pride was an acceptable sacrifice if it meant his suffering could elicit a genuine laugh or two from any of the Wadj brothers, but still, this was karking gundark osik of the highest order.

At least Ajay hadn’t picked yet another karking pushup challenge this turn. Shrike could recognize hazing when he saw it, and his arms were starting to feel the burn.

“Blasters on the table,” Latch said, tone utterly flat even though his eyes were dancing with suppressed amusement.

Shrike grumbled, but still placed his borrowed blaster rifle on the table in the middle of the Mess. He didn’t have it in him to ruin their fun, given that playing along was parsecs better than dealing with the unrelieved misery that had been the norm around the base for far too long. He could more easily remember that they were just brothers and respond accordingly, when they were all acting like this.

Even if they were being a bunch of smug shebse.

Ajay had also laid out his own weapon, every one of his teeth on display as he placed his hands, palms down, on the table.

Shrike mirrored his stance.

“And,” Latch said, drawing out the word for dramatic effect. “Go!”

Every clone was expected to be able to field strip a blaster rifle in under one and half minutes, and yeah, maybe Shrike’s specialty wasn’t blasters, but he was no slouch in the basics. Playing along didn’t mean he was going to actually let himself lose to these di’kute.

Pins and charge packs started hitting the table in rapid succession.

Shrike was keeping pace with Ajay, whatever, fine, but he knew a decidedly non-standard trick for popping the accelerator that could earn him a couple extra seconds…

His palms hit the table, the signal that he was done a split second before Ajay’s did, and he had half stood back up to gloat over his win when suddenly Ajay was assembling his blaster again in reverse order.

That… hadn’t been part of the stated challenge.

Latch, their unofficial referee, just gave Shrike a bland look.

Shrike scrambled to grab the disassembled parts of his blaster. “Karking cheater,” he growled.

Ajay just smirked and said, “Whine more, fly-boy.”

Shrike could hear snickering on either side of them, but he didn’t look up, trying to catch up with Ajay.

But he’d lost too much time, kark it all.

Ajay’s palms hit the table again, while Shrike was still fumbling with inserting the final pin.

The Wadj brothers on either side of them were raucous with their congratulations, which was entirely unfair.

Ajay just grinned and reached for Shrike’s bowl of spicy tuber bites. Apparently they were a rare treat around the base and had therefore fallen into the realm of currency when Latch and Ajay had proposed this farce.

Shrike snatched up the bowl, denying the cheating bantha karker his ill-gotten winnings, and crammed a handful of the hot snacks in his mouth out of pure spite.

His eyes watered in protest. What the kriff did Kenner put in these things, anyway?

Things might have spiraled further out of control – Ajay was nearly breathless with laughter, and Eggs had definitely scooped up a spoonful of his starchy meat dish and was holding it in obvious flicking position – when a loud, “Hope I’m not interrupting anything important,” made all of them freeze.

Shrike turned to see who it was, mouth still burning in protest, the bowl of crunchy treats cradled protectively in both hands.

Jesse was giving them a look that clearly said that they were all a bunch of idiots. Funny idiots, but idiots all the same.

“I hate to break up the fun, but I need to borrow Shrike,” he said, clearly holding onto his composure by his fingernails.

Shrike placed the half-eaten bowl back on the table and scooped up his blaster and plain, stormtrooper helmet with as much dignity as he could muster.

Ajay reached over and picked up a few tuber bites out of Shrike’s bowl and popped them in his mouth with the same osik-eating grin.

Shrike kept his expression neutral as he fell in beside Jesse, but he also flashed a very rude hand gesture behind his back when they turned to walk out of the room.

The table of Wadj brothers dissolved into laughter again.

“They seem to be doing better,” Jesse said when the door of the Mess swished closed behind them.

Shrike shrugged, still a little embarrassed to be caught by the other Reaper team leader behaving like a karking cadet. Still, it was good to hear any of the Wadj brothers laughing. It had been nice, to interact with some of them and not feel like he was being sucked back down by their shared demons. “Looks like,” he said awkwardly, and then added to change the subject, “So, what’re you borrowing me for?”

Jesse gave him a sideways look out of the corner of his eye, the laugh lines which had been tugging at the Republic cog tattoo that dominated his face abruptly shifting into something a little more serious. “Interested in flying some stuff out to Trip’s team?”

Shrike immediately perked up at that. “Yes” he answered unequivocally, not even trying to conceal his immediate interest.

Jesse smirked a little at that. “Kind of figured,” he said. “Short version short, we’ve got our hands on some water treatment units and backup generators to send out to the island.”

Well that was going to be useful. “And the longer version?” Shrike asked.

“Scrapped plans for an Imp satellite base on the southern tip of the continent. Supplies for the project have been collecting dust in a storage room on base ever since. Factor and Tech are cooking up some six-month-old reports that the equipment was picked up and transported back to an Imp warehouse in Sundari for redistribution. Apparently the facility has been having some trouble with theft lately.” Jesse answered with a wide grin.

Shrike eyed the base’s temporary co-OIC, trying to figure out what about that story was so amusing. “Bo-Katan’s people, or regular old graft?”

“Graft, at least right up until Commander Tano told the Mandos about it, and now they’re definitely taking advantage too,” Jesse shrugged as he shouldered open the door leading out into the courtyard. “Kind of puts the Imps in a bind regarding reporting the legit thefts.”

Couldn’t happen to a nicer group of shabuire.

Shrike hesitated when Jesse turned left and started walking towards a cluster of ships which had belonged to the base. He’d assumed he’d be flying the Thresher, but she was berthed on the opposite end of the courtyard.

“Who am I flying there?” he asked, eyes landing covetously on the base’s single interceptor. No way he’d get to take her for a spin, she didn’t have half a cubic meter of storage space to spare.

Jesse just looked at him, eyes sparkling with mischief, and pointed to a karking tub of a cargo hauler, wedged in the very back of the lot.

Oh…

“Right.”

Kriff it, she’d fly. That was good enough.

If Jesse seriously thought he was going to throw a tantrum about getting assigned the next best thing to a sanitation barge for this mission, then he had sorely underestimated Shrike’s desire to get back up in the air.

“So, when do I fly out?”

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