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365: May 25
I don't like that Mithrax is just Ambiguously Old As Shit so in Entropy he's younger. Like born before the Reef War but well after the true Dark Ages of humanity. That still gives him plenty of centuries to Fuck Around and Find Out but it takes him out of the 'old as dirt' category I grow bored of with all our face NPCs in the game. Hence why Viksis looks at him like 'this fucking kid wtf???'
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Viksis was horrified the first time he met House Light's prime servitor. If you could even call it a Prime. It's metal flesh had been ripped off or never properly put on its body and its eye couldn't focus. Couldn't still. It jittered across the faces of the Eliksni who worked on it. Mechanical minded and doing their best. "Shit," Frytkis muttered next to him at seeing it. Viksis couldn't move. He could hear the low groaning of the servitor and the pained sounds it made. It wasn't... it wasn't alive. A half living thing. A mockery of the Prime Servitor back aboard the Lucent Dawn that effortlessly supplied all the ether for the entire fleet. So much ether they traded it to pirate crews for supplies or scavenge.
He looked up at Misraakskel who was standing next to him. "What is this?" he asked the Kell softly.
"Part of the duties of a sacred splicer are to oversee and maintain the health of the House's servitors. The others aren't ready for something like this," Misraakskel said gravely.
"It's dying," Viksis said.
"No," Misraakskel said firmly.
"You're right, sorry. It's not dying, it wants to be dead," and he looked at the servitor in horror. For a machine worshiper like Viksis this was akin to seeing your god flayed alive and crucified across the sands of Earth's hottest deserts.
Misraakskel looked at him sharply. "No it doesn't. It is living."
"That isn't living, Misraakskel," he said pointing. "It's barely even alive. Do you not hear its moans of pain for death?"
Msiraakskel looked down at Viksis and he could feel the scrutiny. Viksis looked back. "You can understand it?"
"You can't?" Viksis asked right back. "Isn't that was a splicer does? Tend to and understand machines?"
"Among other things," Misraakskel said gravely.
"It's salvageable," Frytkis said next to Viksis. "Any of these people have any actual engineering skills? Or are they all mechanics?" he asked Misraakskel.
"Mechanics," Misraakskel said.
"Ah. They'll kill it on their own then," they folded his lower set of arms. "Watched some mechanics in the outfit almost do that a few times when one of our servitors got sick before an engineer was called." Or Viksis. Frytkis knew well enough not to talk about that.
"Don't be so sure," Misraakskel said.
Frytkis gave Misraakskel the same look he'd give Preksik when the Baron would say something ignorant. Borderline disdain. "I'm older than you. I am sure." Then he looked at Viksis. "What's the call?"
"I can't let it keep 'living' in pain," Viksis said and finally the soft groaning and mechanical noises got to him. He walked away from them up to the suspended servitor. It's eye went to him, jittering and shaking, unable to focus. An Eliksni came over with a rivet gun to do something. "Stop," he put a hand on their arm.
"Huh?" they looked at him in confusion.
"What are you going to do with that?"
"Attach some of the outer plating?"
"No. It doesn't need skin when the flesh is so damaged. Put that down."
The Eliksni looked back at Misraakskel and Viksis knew he'd nodded because they left with the power tool. Viksis stepped right up to the servitor so even with its shaking pupil it could see him. "Do you have a name?" he asked it softly.
<<N/a>>
"Are you in pain?"
<<Y>>
"Where is the pain?"
<<Everywhere>>
Viksis raised all his hands to hold the optic of the great servitor, relieving some of the strain the optic had on its body. "Is that better?"
<<Y>>
"One of you," he barked at a mechanic staring wide eyed at him, "Come here and hold the optic."
They skittered over and Viksis had him hold the eye in all hands to relieve pressure on the frame. Viksis hummed softly to himself, finding the same frequency that the servitor resonated in, and put two hands on the metal behind the eye. From his chest little Ivo was humming along with him and he could feel her quiet hum in his chest. The resonance led his hands along the metal seems and through a horribly wired chassis until he found a pain point. It was a wrongly plugged tube. He deftly unscrewed the wing nut on the clamp holding the tube to the input. The tube itself was only about as wide as his finger. Ether immediately began pouring from the tube. The Eliksni around started to panic.
Someone touched him as if to pull him away but when Viksis looked it was only in time to watch Frytkis punch them. "Stand down. He's fixing your fuck up," they snarled at the now frantically nervous mechanics.
He followed the tube to its output deeper into the servitor. He had to hoist himself up and into the would be god. His lower hands shifted Ivo around as he crawled inside and invariably was twisted up inside the servitor. Ivo hummed the resonance the entire time helping him find the pain point and the incorrect output port.
"Frytkis, I need pliers," he called from inside the moaning servitor as gaseous ether was still filling the room.
"What size?" Frytkis asked.
"Halves," which wasn't a size but Frytkis knew immediately. They were handed over. "And a similarly sized ratchet wrench. Hexagonal." That was also handed over, Frytkis nearly half way into the servitor themself.
"How bad is it in here?" Frytkis asked looking around.
"Bad," was all Viksis said using the pliers to turn the wing nut he couldn't reach because his hand was too big. The clamp and tube came free and he handed it to Frytkis. Frytkis took it and vacated the servitor.
Viksis grabbed a piece of metal tubing that went... nowhere (idiots) and used the wrench to loosen it enough to turn the entire piece of tubing. "I need a metal clamping ring, about five radials," he called out. He let Frytkis have a moment to find the part. "Is that better?" he asked the half alive servitor softly.
<<Y>>
"Does it all still hurt?"
<<Y>>
"This will stop some."
<<TY>>
A different Eliksni appeared through the gap and had the metal clamp. He could hear Frytkis taking control of the mechanics and bossing everyone around. Great. He took the metal ring and fit it around the metal pipe before joining the pipe to the outflow. He used the wrench to tighten it. He'd rather weld those pieces together but that was impossible without a micro welder.
Almost as soon as the pipe was connected the entire servitor shifted. Viksis moved as the servitor did, holding Ivo to his chest. The entire thing heaved and then sighed as it moved pieces and parts of itself.
<<Pain//: Reduced>>
"Good," Viksis said and then started crawling out of the servitor.
He stood on the ground but no one noticed him. Frytkis was busy ordering everything into some sort of reasonable work place. Things being properly organized. Mechanics bossed around. Things being put where they needed to go. He looked over feeling Misraakskel looking at him with a slight tilt of his head. He walked over to him.
"You healed the servitor," Misraakskel said.
"No. I allowed it to be in less pain," Viksis said.
"How did you do that?"
Viksis made a confused look. "That is what I'm supposed to do. Did you not hear it?"
Misraakskel looked at Viksis curiously. "Your splicing abilities are different than mine," he said after a moment. "Your old crew say you are a Splicer but you cannot see the weft or warp of reality. And yet you went right into the body of a Prime Servitor and began to heal it in a way I have never seen."
"I can't stand seeing them in pain."
"An admirable trait," Misraakskel agreed.
"So what does this mean for you helping me?"
"Your training with me will continue, yes," Misraakskel nodded. "But I see your abilities lie with the process of our servitors. We will hone your abilities as we repair and prepare our House's Prime Servitor."
"It's not alive, Misraaks," he said.
"But it is not dead," the Kell said back.
Viksis sighed. "Very well. If that is what you think will be best for me learning to use my Splicer abilities." Even if Misraakskel didn't seem to be able to do what he could do.
"I do. And while you learn to use your abilities it will be used to benefit the House. A worthy cause for any member."
Viksis' eyes narrowed. "Just to remind you; I am not House Light," he said quietly. "Once my training is done I will return to my Outfit and family."
"And we will miss your abilities. But it is not of the Light to tether someone where they do not wish to be," Misraakskel said and sometimes Viksis really did wonder if this guy believed his own bullshit. He had to, right? "For now stay here and assist the mechanics in getting our Prime working. When you return to the quarter we will work on the other parts of being a Sacred Splicer."
Viksis nodded slowly. But now he wasn't sure what this kid could show him he didn't already do? Other than adjusting the weave of reality, which Viksis was suspicious of that. Best not to argue about it. He turned and went to go be with Frytkis to organize their mechanics.
#365#writeblr#writblr#fanfiction#destiny#destiny 2#destiny the game#Eliksni#mithrax#misraaks#original eliksni#Viksis
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Viksi for MetArt
part 8 / 8 (part 1 , part 2 , part 3 , part 4 , part 5 , part 6 , part 7)
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LIVE: Prime Minister Narendra Modi interacts with beneficiaries of Viksi...
Jai Hind Jai Bharat!
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twt users r sooo mean abt mask like i don't think it looks the best either but for someone who isn't a professional with a time limit it's rlly good! twt users shut up forever. they're also so mean abt the recent doxxing situation wtff
twitter just gave a head ache. like so much shit is going on at once and ALL INVOLVING DREAM.
his alleged photo gets leaked which let's be real is prolly not him or maybe was him in the past. but imagine if it's rlly not him and the person who's photo it actually is sees all tht disgusting fatshaming and hate like. it's so fucking tasteless
the music video was so cute and i agree it's not the best animation ive ever seen but for an amateur animator it was pretty good !!
also speaking of the mv, him getting attacked fr the part in the music video where he threw away his pills like. imagine sharing ur experiences with neurodiversity only to be called "a bad influence". like this hasnt been done before? musicians popping pills like theyre tic tacs and dream throwing away his medications which might signify tht it wasnt helping at tht time got u mad? cmon it's not just bout the video, dream's getting attacked for well. cuz it's dream.
antis just need to find an excuse to criticize this man on every aspect of his life. imagine how overwhelming it might get fr him and hard it gets on his mental health. when ppl like john swan are defending dream u kno it's pretty serious
honestly twitter needs to touch sum grass
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Sing Along
Status: Complete
Length: 10/10 46k
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Category: F/M
Relationship: Shin Malphur/Young Wolf
Characters: Shin Malphur, the Young Wolf, Savant-3, Viksis, Mithrax, Crow, Gasknir
Additional Tags: Season of the Splicer, Eliksni, Baby sitting, Kissing, fuck Lakshmi-2, date night, confessions
All in all this story is about Shin being forced to make friends with Eliksni (he tries so hard not to) while his girlfriend deals with a real bitch and also Savathun and Quria trying to kill the City.
Fuck Lakshmi-2. All my homies hate Lakshmi-2.
Reblogs are super cool and awesome btw! You should totally do that.
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The Endless Night was even starting to affect Wolf. He knew because at night she’d pace and whenever she came home she was angry. Sometimes she’d work out her aggression in bed, which Shin did not mind in the slightest, and sometimes it was like she couldn’t even stand to look at someone else and she passed out on her couch and Shin put her in bed. Of course he wasn’t sure if it was the Endless Night so much as she was getting more and more pissed off about Lakshmi’s hateful propaganda and Executor Hideo’s blatant favor of Lakshmi’s crusade against the Fallen. As far as Shin knew Dead Orbit were still neutral and were still following their mantra as always, collect enough ships to evacuate the planet and leave the system. They weren’t really interested in the petty politics of the City.
Oddly Shin was unaffected by the Endless Night, as far as he could tell. He wasn’t any more aggressive or pissed off than normal. Or maybe his baseline was just higher than other peoples. He had been a pretty aggressive and pissed off guy even before this. The only thing that mildly annoyed him more than usual was Wolf made him babysit that Vandal Viksis’ kid Gasknir every other day or so. But that was a mild annoyance since once he gave the kid something to do with his hands he could occupy for hours without Shin having to even pay attention to him. Sometimes Crow showed up to try and make paper cranes too.
Today was a day Wolf had dragged Shin with her to the H.E.L.M. and he was just forced to come along or earn her ire. And he knew better than to do that at this point. He was impassive when Gasknir came over and started fucking with his cloak. It was just something he had to deal with now. Wolf talked to Viksis who was still tending the Servitor and then went over to a transmission monitor.
Sing Along 1
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bir yudum viksi, gözümün gördüğü şaheser bir kadının resmi
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Why Qata is here ?
Well... you know, in a post on my tumblr, I said I stop paletale cause I don't have inspiring about it.
But ! After my friend @fhqathen would Qata came again...
I make a New univers of paletale with maybe the continu of the BD I make this Last summer .
What about the charactere ?
What about it ? Hum...I make them !
Frisk : hum.... Frisk ? I have an idea. I make a little human was love and pationnate about monster and his history. I can introduce with him his Sister Victoire (Frisk is a boy on paletale) frisk have some glasses and a sweat multi-color and a short ! His hair is Brown and his eyes close.
Victoire ; It's an OC you never see cause It's an oooooooold OC ! My first OC. It's a girl with purple hair and eyes. She's protecting her brother cause She's afraid for him. Her clothes ? I remake it cause the original is very bad.
Flowey : hum.... flowey....I think I introduce a cactus for flowey.
Toriel : Toriel is honestly in paletale and a little shy. She hate other monster and really love human.
Sans : sans ? In paletale, we have tree sans. Qata, Avito, Viksys. Qata is the only friend of Toriel and she's a victim. Avito is a scientific work with Alphys and help a little Qata. Viksys is a Gard Royal work with Undyne and inderectly with the King Asgore. Avito and Viksys have a particuly relation.
Papyrus : aaark ! I think he's Viksys ! I don't know !
Undyne : yeah Undyne ! She's the most Gard Royal and train Viksys ! She really Hate human ! In paletale, she hate cooking and prefere video games ! At work, she's very impresive and a little angry but at home she's cool and more happy !
Alphys : she's a serious scientific, really love her work. She's a good friend of Avito and she's crazy about Undyne but nobody know this. She already love video games and americain food. She's working on a secret project for the King.
Mettaton : he's a the most star in the underground but shy in moment when he's alone. It's a robot. He don't really like Asgore.
Napstablook : MISSED
Muffet : I don't know anymore.
Asgore : I don't know anymore.
Gaster : I don't know anymore.
Okay ! I have some charactere not finish or just not in paletale.
I open ask for Paletale !
I make request !
Hope you like paletale !
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Tagged by @hunterxblog
Rules: answer 30 questions and tag 20 people(we all know they wont be 20 rite ;d)
Nickname: Viki, Viksie, Fiki, smol dork (friends and brother), lil’ monkey(my mom)
Gender: Female
Star sign: Sagittarius
Height: 5ft3 I guess? (158cm)
Time: 6pm
Birthday: November 24
Favorite band: I'm gonna say Nickelback
Favorite solo artist: Sia
Song stuck in your head: Believer by Imagine Dragons
Last movie I watched: Murder at Orient Express(idk if thats the english title lmao)
Last show I watched: bnha
When did you create your blog: 2 or 3 years ago
What do I post: anime stuffs(mainly hxh and bnha atm), animals, a lot of memes also, some art here and there
Last thing I googled: don remember lol
Do I have any other blogs: nope
Do I get asks: sometimes. on a side note - I have a few asks sitting in my inbox, I swear I’ll answer I just don no when ;;
Why did I choose my URL: Cuz I had to I use this url almost everywhere sooo
Following: a lotta anime blogs(mainly hxh), a few k-pop blogs, some aestethic blogs, art blogs porn blogs
Followed by: 200+ but idk how many are porn bots ;d
Average hours of sleep: varying from 2-3 hrs to 4-5hrs to 8-10 hrs lol
Lucky number: dont have one
Instruments: I'm a musical disaster lol
What am I wearing: my peach colored pajamas ;d
Dream job: if i got paid for sleeping in and staying in bed then that. it would be gr8 if i got a well paid job in a pharmacy after finishing uni(if i finish uni lol)
Dream trip: I just wanna go somewhere it dont matter. So I guess my dream trip is any trip :D
Favorite food: pizza, homborgar, anything chocolate related :D
Nationality: Bulgarian
Favorite song: idunno I have a lot of songs i love
Last book I read: don remmeber
Top 3 universes I want to join: pokemon idk about others maybe shaman king lol
Tag 20 less than 10 people:
@isnicks @xkilluas @shimmy-sham-with-the-fam @mowedith @kiroko-chi @burritalks @minima-life
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Penghujung agustus
Gundah gulana melanda manusia di tengah problematika yang ada. Aura aura tanggal kelahiranmu sudah tercium sampai ke angkasa. Melarikan diri dari penat nya desa yang sudah menjadi kota menuju hutan belantara melihat kupu kupu beraneka warna pertanda kadar oksigen lestari katanya. Ada kalanya mereebot ulang isi kepala setelah sekian lama bercumbu dengan rasa. Savana gurun batu terlihat luas, keras tanpa kantong plastik . Air melimpah tak ada kata tuk negri tercinta . Beberapa nada alam tak bisa di terka. Gemuruh suara air tak hilir mudik sesekali terdengar seperti tembakan gas air mata ternyata sebatang pohon tanpa akar sedang diturunkan . satu sampai dua ekor ikan bahkan lebih, pasti ada yang berani melawan arus ,menabrak batu,berkelahi dengan ular , terhempas kapar , menahan lapar ,luka seluruh badan menjemput ilmu dan cinta.nyanyian burung langka senandungkan lagu lama ,biru bernostalgia .Lalu lalang truck truck pertamina diganti dengan langkah rusa betina berlari mencari anaknya , mengundang tawa seekor monyet menggendong anaknya. Hahah lucu sekali , sedikit sharing evaluasi diri mengecas iman memompa semangat yang mulai goyang terbawa suasana .Sembari menunggu air mendidih terlihat teman dua sejoli sedang bulan madu, gimana rasanya menikah di usia dua puluh lima .
Bicara tentang cinta berarti bicara tentang dana. Sudah berapa tabungan di saku celana . Keriwettan budaya membuat laki-laki harus kerja lebih extra agar tak dengar omongan tetangga . Sifulan berapa ?sifulan berapa? . Santai saja ada benarnya kata datuk TAN MALAKA “kunang-kunang tetap bersinar walau malam makin larut. Sejadi jadinya alam mengajarkan kita cara bertahan hidup. Alam bisa berkonspirasi seperti ada yang lahir 19 tahun silam di penghujung agustus . Alam mengajarkan yang tidak diajarkan oleh penguasa. Dan yang paling penting alam mengajarkan betapa lemahnya diri kita tanpa orang lain. Juga merasa kecil sekali saat melihat gunung-gunung terhampar luas samudera biru. Sungguh tak ada apa apanya ,ada perasaan pasrah tak berdaya di hadapan sang pencipta .Apa yang mau di sombongkan ? mohon jauhkan .meminta tolong dengan sesama yang baik baik mesti lah di kerjakan .
Ayo pergi ke alam jangan sendiri ajak tetangga kau perlu lebih tangan untuk pasang tenda. Lalu ajarkan sedikit tentang sudut pandang. Biasakan dirimu yang pemarah latih dia sedikit merasakan duri mengajar tawa perjalanan. Ternyata luka juga bisa membuat tawa. Betapa indah sedihnya kebahagiaan. Untuk apa menunggu hujan reda menari saja dalam hujan. Sepenggal tulisan diatas mewakili perasaan seorang perempuan suka baca yang sengaja aku tulis . Sebahagian lagi perasaanku .
Sudah menjadi kebiasaan menyelipkan pulpen di daun telinga . Hujan merengek- rengek minta turun di akhir agustus. Kekasih kita hampir hanyut dalam angan. Siapa yang paling tau mendeskripsikan sebuah hari di penghujung agustus . Seharusnya aku tahu lebih dulu pada bulan juli yang akan ramai kembang api. Hari ini, ada yang lahir dari rahim perjuangan seorang ibu kala itu dia memelukmu sekarang giliranmu memeluknya .kekasih ,kau baru saja melewati satu anak sungai , masih banyak anak sungai yang nanti nya di hadapi kau perlu sendal yang kokoh isinya ,agar kuat saat kau injak duri duri kaca peninggalan belanda . Indonesia tersenyum padamu mengiringi hari bahagia menyambut kelahiran di bulan merdeka dan harapan baru yang luar biasa.
Aku terbangun di langit pagi di penghujung agustus. Sebenarnya aku lagi tak enak badan suhu badanku mirip- mirip helm veteran yang terjemur seharian. Ini hanya sebuah keluhan bukan tidak adanya keikhlasan agar kau ingat sebuah perjuangan. Kekasih barusan aku mengutip di time line Tumblr ku . Ga sebegitu mengerti apa maksud katanya .
Begini bunyinya
“Usia sering menyelinap di kertas2 sesekali ia menjdi hiasan etalase warung kopi. Namun, hanya sekali ia berbisik kepadamu !!untuk kau ingat selamanya. Bulan mana yang tak purnama?”
DIRGAHAYU SAYANG
Sebuah Kado sederhanaku untukmu
Sungguh ini tidak mengenyangkan memang. Seperti novel bergenre viksi dimana hanya ada imajinasi. Maaf sayang belum bisa beri kamu mobil mercy.
29 august 19
Ricky Syahrudi
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365: May 26
There was an air of suspicion when Eramis stepped onto the ketch's throne. Her reputation preceded her and not a few members of the outfit obviously kept her in their rifle sights as she walked up to the Baron waiting at the end of the room. Other than herself and the Baron no one else wore breathing masks. A testament to the wealth and ability of the outfit. There was no ether rationing here.
"That's close enough," Preksik said, still sitting, when Eramis came within ten feet of his throne. A display put on just for her. She didn't need to know that.
Eramis bowed before him, all four arms out, spreading out her cape so everyone could see she had indeed come empty handed as she'd been ordered to board the Lucent Dawn. "Baron Preksik the Scarred," she said in deference to him. "A reputation remembered even out here."
Next to him Braldos tsked. She held her rifle half lowered. Preksik didn't have to look to know his sister was rolling her eyes. "Eramis, the Shipstealer. What have you come to my outfit for?"
She gathered herself up and thankfully spoke directly. "We are making a new home, a new Riis, on Europa. I have come to see if you wish to be apart of something greater than... this," her tone turned patronizing at the end.
Preksik looked over at his grandson who was also his aide. "Which one is that?" he asked Geviks.
"Moon of Jupiter. Icy. Highly radioactive because of its thin atmosphere so it's constantly bombarded by space radiation," Geviks said simply. "An irresponsible place to create a colony," he stared at Eramis.
Eramis growled. "It is a place machine spawn do not go. It is safe for our kind," she said empathetically.
Preksik just chuckled. "If you think that you're a fool," he said. "There is nowhere the Lightbearers do not go in their own system. Just because they are not there now doesn't mean they will never go."
"Wouldn't you want your children to not be born and live in a ship their entire lives?" Eramis pressed.
"The outfit's children do not suffer."
"We were not made to live our life on ships."
"And yet we always have. Even on Riis. Tall ships and skimmers were more popular then I believe?" he said casually and though she wore a mask he knew her eyes went wide. He leaned forward, putting a hand on his knee. "What is it you want, Eramis? Are you seeking backing from the only unaffiliated outfit in the system not involved with Spider or the pirate crews? Do you need ether? Food? Clothes? Bodies?"
She held her lower hands out to him. "Perhaps friendship-
He laughed. "No." He leaned back in his throne as the Eliksni in the room also laughed. "No my outfit will not give you that. The rumors of your nature reach us even out here in the Oort cloud. We have had too many masters. You will not be the next."
"That isn't what I said."
"And who will lead Riis?" Preksik asked calmly. "You?" Eramis said nothing. He chuckled. "No. We will serve no Kell ever again."
"And yet you style yourself as one, masquerading like a Baron," Eramis said, anger getting the better of her. She refused to flinch at the low growl that came out of every Eliksni in the room.
"There are no Houses here, Eramis. No Kells. Now tell me what you want before I decide you have used all your good will of being Baron Viksis' friend once upon a time and I space you for your rudeness." He drummed his fingers on the arm of the throne boredly. He wasn't intimidated by Eramis. He also had the biggest fleet outside of a proper House in the system. She could do nothing to him.
"If friendship is beyond our grasp," she meant it as for both of them. Annoying but admirable. "Then any supplies you are willing to spare: ether, food, building materials. We will build Riis again with or without you."
"It will certainly be without," Preksik said mildly. "Geviks have eight hundred canisters of our reserve ether sent to Eramis' ship." He looked her over. "And whatever spare ration boxes the Mechanist has in reserve."
"All of it?" Geviks asked.
"Half of it," Preksik allowed. That was a lot and he didn't love Eramis. "What is the state of metal sheets on the Sun Skimmer?"
Geviks looked at it on his tablet. "Five hundred tons," Geviks said.
"Have half of it sent as well. What of wiring? No matter, send half of that as well."
Eramis stood there stunned. "You are very generous, Baron," she said.
"It is a one time donation, Eramis. Do not ask for more. Do not return. As soon as you step off my ship if you return or attempt to board you will be shot on sight," Preksik said like he was discussing the state of this year's harvest. "I am not doing this for you but to satiate my own guilt should I do nothing while you lead those Eliksni to a death world to create a mimicry of our lost homeworld. At least when it all turns to ash in your hands I will know I did what I could to spare you."
"It will not fail," Eramis insisted.
"For your sake and the sake of your House I hope so. Gaviks send out a broadcast of what Eramis is doing. If anyone wishes to leave with her they may." He looked at Eramis critically. "My outfit supports who they want and nothing more, Eramis," he said.
"A gracious gift," Eramis bowed slightly.
"Quartermaster, escort Eramis back to her ship. Make sure all the supplies are loaded and she leaves promptly," Preksik said, leaning to one side of the throne. "We will not meet again, Eramis."
"And yet we leave almost as friends," she said, extending a hand.
"No. I just know you're less trouble alive than dead. Now return to your ship and await your charity," and he waved her off. Braldos stepped down and joined Eramis. Quietly she guided Eramis out and the door closed behind them.
It was quiet again in the throne room. Then Preksik activated a monitor attached to his throne, the holographic display appeared before him. "Fek," he said. Fek was a Captain who ran the bridge.
"Yes, sir?"
"Have all guns pointed at Eramis' ship. I want no disturbances."
"Already done, sir. And I had the ketches without guns to move deeper into the Oort."
"Very good. As you were," and he closed the holographic display and stood up. "And the rest of you; as you were," and everyone relaxed and the door opened as they left the throne world, the charade completed.
"Paps," Gaviks said slowly as Preksik also headed out.
"Yes? Actually before you say anything, don't tell your grandfather I did that," he said to Gaviks. Viksis would be annoyed.
"Oh-- yes... that was what I was going to ask," Gaviks said with a wince.
"Just wait until she leaves. I'll deal with him," Preksik sighed as he stepped out of the throne room.
"Right. Well I need to go make that broadcast. I think that will let him know what you did," Gaviks reminded him.
Preksik sighed. "Right. Wait like ten minutes," and Gaviks nodded. That was long enough to find Viksis and distract him almost indefinitely. Viksis had been complaining about wanting another baby now that their latest one was grown by a few decades. He could keep his mate distracted easily. Long enough that by the time he found out to scold Preksik Eramis and her crew would be long gone.
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Viksi for MetArt
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#boleslawiec #dolnyśląsk #dolnośląskie #lowersilesia #niederschlesien #polska #poland #polen #rynek #market #markt #travel #trip #igerspoland (w: Rynek Bolesławiec) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1UH1-vIKsi/?igshid=gerag83zi1oz
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VIKSI Script Font A modern calligraphy typeface in OTF and TTF formats.
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Montage
Status: WIP 1/4
Word count: 3.6k
Rating: M
Ships: Young Wolf/Shin Malphur, Savant-3/Drifter
Characters: Shin Malphur, the Young Wolf, Savant-3, Drifter, Viksis, Gasknir, Crow, Mara Sov, Savathun
Tags: Cunnilingus, Light reactions, Kissing, Breaking and Entering, Lies
Shin continues to make bad choices. Like he always makes bad choices but in this story he makes some real bad fucking choices.
Also reblogs are super helpful. So if you’re reading, a reblog would be nice too.
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It was confusing being revived. He hadn’t remember dying. His Ghost scanned him as he was put on his feet. “What got into you?” his Ghost asked.
“Huh?” Shin asked, not understanding.
“You’ve been dead for three hours,” he said. Shin blinked at him in confusion. “Everything alright?”
“Yeah. Just… trouble sleeping,” he said and rubbed the side of his neck. He still had the Last Word in his hand. He checked the chamber. It was missing one bullet. He went over to his bed where the hallucination had been and where he’d shot at. Other than where he’d been sitting the sheet was undisturbed.
“So you shot yourself in the head?” his Ghost huffed. “I know you did that once while waiting for Wolf but I certainly don’t recommend it. I hardly thought it was a good idea the first time or that you’d do it-
“Ghost,” he said said quietly.
“Yes?”
“When you scanned me, am I okay?”
“Your biometrics are perfectly normal,” his Ghost said. “Quite well done if I do say so myself. It’s so much more a hassle when you’re dead longer than an hour,” he huffed.
“Right.”
“Why? Is something wrong?” he asked and came over into Shin’s vision, shell ticking back and forth worriedly. Shin held a long silence. “Shin?”
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@Parents: Now we know most of you are Team Covy, are their any other couples you'd like to see out of the kids? Personally I'm thinking Vicsy (Victor & Missy) is a potential cute couple.
Star: Ooooh that be pretty cute. and really progressive. Viksy! VIKSY! VIKSY!
Marco: that sounds like a ship name there. hmm I wonder if Missy and Roman would ever consider date
Star: Gasp! Marco, we need support our nephew! Viksy!
Marco: whoa whoa, it was just a what if sweetie.
Star: Viksy!
Oskar: Oh man, Missy and Roman? that be interesting to see.
Star: Oskar! Why?!
Jackie; What about Jassy? Jackie and my little girl
Star: no! THEY DON’T EVEN LIKE EACH OTHER!
Tom: I am curious if Jack would date nova.
Star: NOT GOING TO HAPPEN! DAMNIT TOM I ALREADY HAVE MY SON IN LAW
Janna; *crying*
Star: janna?
Janna; My little boy is growing up so fast. So many ship possibilities with him.
Star: janna, why are you crying though?
Janna; BECAUSE HE’S MY LITTLE BOY AND HE NEEDS TO STOP MAKING ME FEEL OLD!
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#Repost @viksi666 with @get_repost ・・・ А здесь я немножко волнуюсь и очень хреновенько пою.И хватит спрашивать у меня, когда я научусь петь. Когда я научусь петь, вы сами об этом узнаете, - кровь из ушей должна перестать капать. А пока держитесь там 😂😂😂✊🏻 #урокивокала #вокальнаястудия #школавокала #москва #smilemusic #студиязвукозаписи #smilemusicstudio #поемпесни #педагогповокалумосква #вокалмосква #viksi #девушка #фитоняшка #fitnessgirl #singer #репбаза #репбазамосква #репетиционнаябазамосква #репетиционнаябаза #репетируем #репточка #репа #репетиции #репетиция #placebo #cover (at Republika Fitness)
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