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Taos, NM had the coolest t-shirt shop. I miss that place.
Goyaałé, or Geronimo, waged asymmetrical warfare against the Mexican and US governments for 20-30 years. He finally surrendered near Fort Bowie AZ in 1886.
#fighting terrorism since 1492#fighting illegal immigration since 1492#land back#free Leonard Peltier#Geronimo#Goyaałé#land defender#water protector#new mexico#land of enchantment#rio grande#taos#anti fascist#leonard peltier#crazy horse#Custer died for your sins
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We started a secondary milpa, much smaller one between several established Apple, pear and plum trees.
Here's a rough break down how I began to prepare our farm for farming and remediation work.
If you want scale of size of our farm, we're working with 2.6 ish acres of land.
I've been able to identify majority of Contamination on here, mixture of pesticides, insectides, rat poison, hydrocarbons, burned plastic waste, etc.
So any places where motorized vehicles would drive over, park, or used would be hydrocarbon source. While soil by and around sheds where chemicals are stored is another example.
Soil tests can be great boon for when you divide up the individual fields to make it easier to categorize safe to farm, to what needs X amount of time of remediation work to be safe to use for food.
Further you should identify where water runs and pools to as this will tell you where containments wash off to.
Now identify as much as you can of the existing flora and fauna life there currently.
When you look at flora also good idea to check studies for any of these being used for phytoremediation.
Soil quality can be worked with regardless of state. Hard compact or soil crusted soil requires combination of solutions, that aren't simply soak in water and hope for the best.
Typically you need to first break up the soil then keep it covered, easiest way to do this is if you have tons of yard waste from selective clearing of brush or what ever, then it's best to spread and pile then compact loosely over the soil.
This way we can start creating barriers to help retain moisture and start regrowing a microbiome that can further make soil more culpable to retain life.
Please stop killing trees that you feel aren't vibing with farm esthetic, if it's invasive it has to go, but if it's not, then there's numerous ways to train tree branches to grow away from power lines, houses, etc. Trimming and pruning where necessary isn't what I'm refering to when I say killing btw lol.
One more thing, if you really must have any sort of potential invasive plants, please learn how to isolate and prevent methods for escape because even in green houses, many invasive plants escape fairly easily.
Do activism with informing your local nurseries and plant centers about invasives they may be carrying. Other wise people may unknowingly keep buying what they presume is fine to plant without isolating.
Water conservation wise, hoses and watering systems have to be looked at for the most effective solutions to both ensure, water is seeping deep into the ground and not surface evaporating.
There's drip/seep hoses which is what we use at times. It's also best to water hour before or during sunrise.
Dew nets are also great idea, they're usually thin wax coated cotton mesh nets that hang over the plants to condensate the morning dew and fog onto them to replace the need for misting to help off set mid day sun burn to plants
I am strong proponent to avoiding using plastic cord for weed eaters and prefer metal blades to not have micro plastics shotgun blasted across my fields.
Look up burn permits, controlled burning and other aspects of fire control incase you have forest line in your area of residing.
There exists organizations and collective groups that train people on prescribed fire burns as well fire management techniques. Best to look into indigenous ran groups for these as well
If you're using well water, look up how the water systems in the area work and how they're impacted by drought. Also how they replenish.
If you're running a septic system look into proper microremediating solutions to supplement them, avoid the generic and flashy looking ones, find properly documented and insure it's water system safe as some may include non biodegradable or additives that may not be safe for water systems.
The reason we want to inoculate the hell out of your septic system is that having an active microbiome allows the waste sludge to be more readily broken so if it were to leak into water systems, it is at least not as destructive in way that will trigger algae blooms.
It also makes management of cleaning and emptying easier due to the various biofilms and lipid consuming bacterias.
It also helps sequestration of heavy metals, medications, etc issue as well that may have gotten flush.
#indigenous#nahua#Farm#Milpa#Agricultural#Mycoremediation#Bioemediation#Otomi#Water conservation#Water protector
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This is a story of becoming and un-becoming. When the living waters that crisscrossed the Standing Rock reservation came under threat, minister of the nearby Unitarian Universalist congregation Karen Van Fossan asked herself what it means, as a descendent of colonialism, to resist her own colonial culture. When another pipeline, Line 3, came to threaten Anishinaabe ways of life, the question became even more resounding.
In A Fire at the Center: Solidarity, Whiteness, and Becoming a Water Protector, Van Fossan takes readers behind the scenes of the Dakota Access Pipeline conflict, to penitentiaries where prisoners of war have carried the movement onward, to the jail cell where she was held for protesting Line 3, to a reimagining of decolonized family constellations, and to moments of collective hope and strength.
With penetrating insight, she blends memoir, history, and cultural critique. Guided by the generous teachings of Oceti Sakowin Camp near Standing Rock, she investigates layers of colonialism—extractive industries, mass incarceration, broken treaties, disappearances of Indigenous people—and the boundaries of imperial whiteness.
For all those striving for liberation and meaningful allyship, Van Fossan’s learnings and practices of genuine, mutual solidarity and her thoughtful critique of whiteness will be transformational.
It's available at shopinspirit.org and wherever books are sold.
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maybe consider violence.
#tools#direct action#blockade#land defenders#nonviolence#diversity of tactics#resistance#water protectors#strategy#earthday#climate change#pipeline#industry
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Sleep protector Law
Ever since both of your parents died in the hospital, you hated the place from the bottom of your heart and you had such a fear of them that it even affected your dreams. Ever since then, you've had nightmares about that cursed place. Each subsequent one was worse than the previous one.
It was only a matter of time before you developed insomnia and a fear of sleep. You woke up in tears and refused to go back to sleep. This started to limit you so negatively that you even consulted a psychologist.
Despite all of this and all of their advice, you felt like you were stuck at a dead end. No matter what you tried, nothing helped.
You had no idea how it happened but it all happened too fast. At one point you were relaxing in the garden when you noticed a tall man in a pink shirt, red cap and black coat walking by. He was trying to light a cigarette when he tripped, fell over your fence and still managed to light himself.
Now you were at your house and you were tending to the scratches on his hand. You offered him something to drink to go with it and you two started talking. There was something about him that made you open up to him. It's like you're talking to an old friend.
When you confessed your problem to him, you immediately apologized. You didn't want to burden him.
When you said goodbye, he wanted to somehow repay you for your help. But you insisted that you didn't need anything. You escorted him to the door, and then you returned home.
To your surprise, a black teddy bear in a white cap with black leopard spots was lying on the table. The teddy bear was wearing a yellow hoodie with black sleeves and a smiley face in the centre. Blue pants with the same black spots.
You didn't expect something like this. You sat down in the chair and took the teddy bear in your hands. It was surprisingly soft with pleasant material. Plus it smelled nice. You hugged him and rested your head on him.
He filled you with such peace that your eyes slowly began to close. You decided to take the teddy bear to bed with you.
Already the first night that you had the teddy bear with you, you slept peacefully like a baby. You slept all night and in the morning you could say with peace of mind that it was a full sleep. You couldn't even remember the last time you slept this well.
At first, you were afraid it was going to be another sleepless night, having another nightmare about the hospital. You were running from something. You didn't know what to do, but it filled you with terrible fear and despair. You knew if it caught you it would be the end of you.
You ran down the hall and passed one door after another until you finally reached the corridors. You felt trapped, lost. Your heart was racing, it's a wonder it didn't jump out of your chest.
Out of nowhere, a strange sound echoed down the hall and a pale blue light surrounded you. The nightmares were slowly approaching you when you heard new footsteps from the end of the corridor and saw a shadow holding something long.
“Shambles,” you heard before appearing outside the hospital in the blink of an eye. You were standing on the beach and a yellow submarine could be seen by the pier.
Since then, you have been dreaming about this submarine and its crew more and more often. Her captain, an ice-eyed, black-haired young man in the same outfit as your teddy bear, protected you from nightmares.
He always simply overpowered them and took you into his submarine where you felt safe. He always made sure you were okay before leaving you with his crew who then took care of the rest of your dream. And even though the captain didn't spend that much time with you, you felt he was always there for you.
As your sleep improved, you also had more zest for life and decided to spice up your shopping today. You went through a few clothing and trinket shops before heading out to just explore IKEA. Look around for some inspiration on how to improve the apartment and perhaps buy something small.
You were just walking through the stuffed animal department when you noticed a young man who reminded you of the captain of your dreams. Although he was standing with his back to you and was wearing a black coat, you would recognize the cap on his head anywhere.
Out of curiosity, you moved closer to him and noticed that he was looking at a stuffed polar bear. You stood up next to him and took one too and looked at it. He was quite cute and wore an orange overall. You looked at the young man out of the corner of your eye and at that moment your eyes met. You immediately looked away.
You heard him chuckle before he put the teddy back in the basket and left. You felt embarrassed that he caught you staring. In the end, you brought home a plush polar bear and another plush penguin with a cap, which had another tiny penguin on its head.
During the same night, you dreamed again about the yellow submarine and the grey-eyed captain. This time, however, the crew had two more members. A polar bear in an orange overall and another person in a cap with a small penguin on it. That night you dreamed of a celebration as the two of them were properly welcomed aboard.
You were even joined by the captain who seemed to be in a good mood. You had the impression that after this you were a bit closer again.
You had planned to cook the fish you bought at the market in the morning. But first, you had to remove the scales and then fillet it. You sharpened your knife to make it go like butter.
However, you didn't expect to be so clumsy. You went to work, but the knife slipped on the fish and cut your hand. You immediately dropped the knife and ran for a towel to cover the wound.
Despite your layman's treatment, that is, the hand was bleeding profusely and you were sure it would need stitches. But you refused to go to the hospital for it. You held your bandaged hand up, wondering what to do.
You felt helpless. Your fear of hospitals was so great that even if you needed help, you couldn't go there. It felt like tears came to your eyes and your knees buckled.
"I never thought you could hurt yourself like that," said a familiar voice. You turned in surprise to see the captain of the yellow submarine from your dreams.
“Law…” his name slipped out of your mouth and you didn't understand what he was doing there. That you'd lose so much blood that you'd hallucinate?
"Sit down at the table, I won't help you on the ground," he said sternly. You just nodded your head in agreement and obeyed him. Law then sat down across from you and had a medical bag next to him that he used to dispense the necessary items.
For the fact that his voice was cold at first, he took your injured hand surprisingly gently. You watched him treat you with almost bated breath. First, he numbed the wound so it wouldn't hurt you unnecessarily before he cleaned it and started sewing it up.
You couldn't follow that anymore and so you focused your gaze on him. At his eyes, how focused he was on his task.
Once your hand was properly treated, he put his tools back into the case, which he then placed on the ground. You leaned over, but you couldn't see the briefcase anywhere.
"Are you still in pain? " he asked you. You shook your head. "Good. How did you even do that? You should be more careful. What if something more serious happened to you?” he started to scold you.
“Sorry,” you said weakly before hugging him. "Thank you. I don't know what I would do without you. I didn't want to go to the hospital…” and you felt tears forming in your eyes again. You didn't want him to be mad at you. You felt him hug you too.
"Don't cry. I just want you to be safe," he said much more gently. That gave you the courage to look up at him. A fleeting smile played on his lips now before he wiped the tears from your face with his fingers.
Before you could answer him, he leaned closer to you and captured your lips in a kiss. Now you felt like you were in a dream. In a dream, you didn't want to wake up from.
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#one piece#one piece x reader#law x reader#trafalgar d water law#sleep protector#sleep protector Law#monster piece#trafalgar law#teddy bear
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this might not be canon, but personally i need furina to struggle a whole lot longer and harder with post-prophecy depression and mental illness. She's played the same tiring and painful act for five centuries, was constantly in a life or death scenario and had to hide her true self from the world the entire time and she won't just recover in a few years from that.
There's parts of her that will never ever be compatible with a simple human lifestyle, and parts of her that are irreparably broken. She isn't sure of her personality after everything that happened and the lie she had to live. She slips between personas and her archon temperament comes through like a defensive mechanism at any sign of conflict or trouble.
She's plagued by nightmares. Of the flood, of the trial, of the people closest to her conspiring against her behind her back, and of being found out in a million terrible ways. Of saying the wrong thing, making a wrong decision. Of being found out, of being found out, of being found out.
Lying or keeping a secret feels existential still. Being honest still feels life threatening sometimes. Putting herself first feels like putting both hands on a hot stove.
She doesn't live in the palais anymore, doesn't have to sit through trials anymore, but her heart and soul are still there. In her dreams she's still at the place she spent her entire life's memories at.
Yes, she can make new memories, but it'll take time. More time than she has, maybe, now that she's the closest to being human she'll ever be.
She'll never be human in the way the people around her are.
What sort of human has 500 years worth of memories after all? What human tells personal anecdotes and mixes up their centuries?
What sort of human can feel the absence of their divinity like it's a physical thing? A voice that will never speak to her again, or keep her alive? What human has no family, no childhood?
What human remembers so little, but still remembers death somewhere deep within?
She jerks out of sleep from it sometimes, gasping for air, and spends the rest of the night awake, almost frozen by fear. The flood is over, but it's hard to convince her racing heart that the danger is too.
Humans have entire family trees that go generations back, but Furina was put into this world a solitary creature, her blood heavy with sin ever since she turned human.
She owns a hydro vision now and doesn't know how to yield it, but the ocean still calls out to her some days. Sea creatures flock to her like they can smell she's not human enough.
She learns how to make little hydro companions for herself, so the darkness and emptiness of her apartment feels less ominous when she lies awake at night.
She can't turn her vision into a weapon quite yet, but when it rains the droplets seem to cling to her. She's watched them roll upwards along her arm, watched them gather in her palm like kin. She wonders if sea creatures flock to neuvillette in a similar way, or if his immense power makes them recoil. She wonders if elemental dragons can feel regret. Wonders if he, too, ever feels entirely foreign in that human body he was given. If he, too, lies awake trying to grasp faint memories of a past life.
She's extremely human in the way she's plagued by body pains from not being able to relax just one day in five centuries. The years catch up with her once she gets out of survival mode, and fatigue is a constant companion now. Sleep comes difficultly and getting out of bed was easier when the fate of a whole nation depended on it. On her. She's never lived for just herself before and some days she's not sure she wants to.
She did her duty and earned her retirement and the story turned out well, all things considered. She still has people by her side, some of them.
Still, she feels raw and tired and overwhelmed by the life lying ahead of her. As a human and as someone who will always be Something Else.
#you can have your perfectly competent fully healed hyper independent furina#if i can have my mess of a person multiply-disordered and trying her best furina#like i'm sorry but this babygirl can fit sooooo much ptsd and depression and personality disorder into her#that's a girl with lifelong chronic pain from not being allowed to relax for a day in five centuries#that's a girl who needs a teeth protector at night because she'd grind he#*them into a fine powder from all the tension she still holds#that's someone who gets so low so suddenly and loes all her joy in the matter of minutes#that's someone who wants to catch up on a lifetime of being human but is bone-deep exhausted#and crushed by fatigued#my disability beam went all over her like neuv's water gun#now she's sopping wet and shivering i'm sorry#genshin impact#furina#fari talks fic
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In this episode we explore a relatively new subgenre of science fiction called Solarpunk, which aims to imagine better, more ecologically harmonious, futures on earth. In many ways Solarpunk is a reaction to both the real-world climate crisis and to the many apocalyptic visions of collapse filling our screens. Andrew Sage from the YouTube channel Andrewism joins host Jonathan McIntosh and friend of the show Carl Williams for this conversation.
References & Links
• The Andrewism YouTube Channel
• Walkaway by Cory Doctorow
• Ecotopia by Ernest Callenbach
• Sunvault: Stories of Solarpunk and Eco-Speculation
• Fighting for the Future edited by Phoebe Wagner
• Parable of the Sower by Octavia Butler
• Princess Mononoke from Studio Ghibli
• The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas by Ursula K. Le Guin
• Emergency Skin by N. K. Jemisin
• Monk and Robot book series by Becky Chambers
• Dear Alice from THE LINE
• Dear Alice’ Decommodified Edition by Waffle To The Left
• Our History Is the Future by Nick Estes
• 3000-Year-Old Solutions to Modern Problems by Lyla June
• Capitalist Realism by Mark Fisher
#Solarpunk and How We Escape Dystopia#pop culture detective#pop culture#solarpunk#solar punk#podcast#podcasts#cultural criticism#cultural critique#movies#film#tv#books#literature#corporate media#climate crisis#environmental activism#activism#collective action#water protectors#land back
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October 29, 2022 - Thousands of environmental activists clashed with riot police and private security as they charged a site to sabotage an industrial mega-basin that would privatize groundwater in Sainte-Soline, France. [video]/[video]
#water protectors#environmentalism#sainte-soline#direct action#gif#2022#fireworks#explosion#riot#riot police#police#acab#retreat#molotov#police line#black bloc#france#headshot#resistance#anticapitalism
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(3am) Socorro-Quaritch thoughts #6
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Spider being in life-threatening danger or seriously hurt by someone while being captured by RDA and in a moment of primal fear, screaming “Sempu” on top of his lungs…
And then Quaritch appears out of the greenery like a furious palulukan, ready to defend his cub.
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#you guys don’t get it#Quaritch entering Neytiri mode#becoming a primal protector of his kid#is the JUCIEST trope ever#it’s just so emotional#atwow#atwow spider#spider atwow#avatar spider#spider avatar#spider socorro#avatar 2#avatar way of water#avatar#avatar quaritch#quaritch avatar#quaritch atwow#atwow quaritch#recom quaritch#miles quaritch#avatar headcanons
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Yesterday, water protectors and forest defenders shut down construction against the Mountain Valley Pipeline in #Appalachia.
#water protectors#forest defenders#mountain valley pipeline#mountain valley#appalachia#161#1312#direct action#environmental activism#activism#activist#class war#antifa#antifascist#antifaschistische aktion#antiauthoritarian#anti capitalism#antinazi#anti police#anti cop#anticapitalista#eat the rich#eat the fucking rich#econotego#ecology#earth#ausgov#politas#auspol#tasgov
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Yesterday, the federal Environment Minister Steven Guilbeault announced that his government is developing regulations that would allow for “treated” tailings wastewater to be drained into the Athabasca River as early as 2025, when the current ponds will run out of capacity.
Alberta's toxic tailings ponds — which cover an area over twice the size of the city of Vancouver and are growing daily — contain dangerous levels of mercury, arsenic, and naphthenic acids. Even after treatment, tailings remain high in salinity and naphthenic acids.
While the Minister also stated that this was not the only option being explored, it is the only option that is fast-tracking significant changes to the federal Fisheries Act. Releasing tailings effluent will not only have a detrimental effect on life within the Arctic Ocean Drainage Basin but will also significantly impact what little environmental protections are left for life-giving water across the settler state of Canada.
Our position remains unchanged, and we vehemently oppose the release of “treated” tailings. This is nothing more than another handout to oil companies that will allow them to continue to avoid their responsibility of reclamation and the high cost of cleaning up their own mess. Releasing tailings into the watershed is not a safe or just option for solving Alberta’s ever-growing tailings crisis.
This is a decision that accepts northern Indigenous communities and lands will remain a sacrifice zone for the profit of settler governments, southern populations, and some of the world’s richest mining corporations. Indigenous peoples have already been saddled with the burden of the negative impacts of oil sands extraction on their traditional homelands. This decision will impact Indigenous communities across this country already facing accessible clean water issues. Keepers of the Water demand Free, Prior, and Informed Consent before Canada enacts Fisheries Act regulation changes.
There are many harmful impacts from the oil sands production and leaking toxic tailings ponds, such as low water levels and loss or contamination of critical species, which have effectively forced Indigenous people off their own land. These impacts are exacerbated by increasing impacts from climate change and other expanding industrial activity that changes landscapes forever.
“There is no proven way to turn treated tailings into safe drinking water, but the government process is pushing for tailings release and nothing else,” said Jesse Cardinal, executive director of Keepers of the Water. “It is no coincidence that the oil industry, which is banking record profits, continues to push for ineffective half measures that hurt the communities.”
If Canada is serious about implementing the UN Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples then they need our Free, Prior and Informed Consent before releasing tailings into the water.
You can Take Action Today!
Send a letter to the Minister for Environment Climate Change Canada, Steven Guilbeault, and the Deputy Minister for Environmental Protection, John Moffet, that says NO to the release of “treated” tar sands tailings effluent into the Athabasca River. Link: https://www.keepersofthewater.ca/call-to-action
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For more information contact:
Jesse Cardinal - cell: 780-520-7108, email: [email protected]
Daniel T’seleie - cell: 867-444-0509, email: [email protected]
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This is a story of becoming and un-becoming. When the living waters that crisscrossed the Standing Rock reservation came under threat, minister of the nearby Unitarian Universalist congregation Karen Van Fossan asked herself what it means, as a descendent of colonialism, to resist her own colonial culture. When another pipeline, Line 3, came to threaten Anishinaabe ways of life, the question became even more resounding.
In A Fire at the Center: Solidarity, Whiteness, and Becoming a Water Protector, Van Fossan takes readers behind the scenes of the Dakota Access Pipeline conflict, to penitentiaries where prisoners of war have carried the movement onward, to the jail cell where she was held for protesting Line 3, to a reimagining of decolonized family constellations, and to moments of collective hope and strength.
With penetrating insight, she blends memoir, history, and cultural critique. Guided by the generous teachings of Oceti Sakowin Camp near Standing Rock, she investigates layers of colonialism—extractive industries, mass incarceration, broken treaties, disappearances of Indigenous people—and the boundaries of imperial whiteness.
For all those striving for liberation and meaningful allyship, Van Fossan’s learnings and practices of genuine, mutual solidarity and her thoughtful critique of whiteness will be transformational.
It's available at shopinspirit.org and wherever books are sold.
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【ENG SUB】 240130 WayV WINWIN Cooler Box EP23(The Master Chef WINWIN)
240130 董思成WINWIN 保win箱 五马街大厨ver
#nct#wayv#dong sicheng#winwin#baowinxiang#they gave him the tiniest cooking utensils lmao#tiny ass stove tiny ass whisk tiny ass water dispenser tiny ass sleeve protectors tiny ass apron tiny knife tiny rice paddle#they're cute but i wonder how handy they are lol#anyway he's still the clumsiest sloppiest chef who somehow still makes edible dishes?#wait i have never seen fruit in dumplings what
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kallias crush drabble
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“What do you think of this place?” you ask. There’s no threat here as far as you can see, but still you find yourself aching for the familiar lines of your sword hilt, even if just to give you something to fiddle with because gods you are completely out of your depth—
Kallias’ hazel eyes are bright and especially green under the twinkling lights. “Dance with me.”
Your brain crashes to a halt.
An almost wolfish smirk takes over their face, like they know exactly what they’re doing to you. Damn them. “I won’t know for sure how much I like it here until I get the full experience, you know?”
“You danced with the High Councillor earlier,” you say, like a fucking fool.
They wave a hand, their many bracelets clinking together with the movement. “You know that one doesn't count.”
Something inside you hums in petty satisfaction.
“Uh,” you say rather intelligently, your cheeks, ears, hands hopefully less on fire than they feel. There’s a horrible pause when you can’t figure out whether you should say yes or alright or fucking finally, but then you decide on, “Okay.”
“Okay?” Kallias parrots back, grinning freely. They offer you their hand.
You stop with your hand hovering just above theirs. You swallow thickly. “I, uh—I might be hot right now.”
Kallias laughs the way they do when they're about to knowingly make a bad joke. They press your palms together, folding their fingers over yours, and tug you towards the dance floor. “You always are, sunshine.”
Damn them.
#the great protector if#interactive fiction#kallias#drabble#this is not from any real scene in the story it just popped out like this#they'll call mc sunshine in lieu of their real name unless asked specifically not to#the 'i might be too hot right now' is because of magic stuff#80% of the human population are fine but mc is part of the 20% whose magic can just come out with strong emotions#something something bigger magic reserve than normal#something something they used to be part of the 80% but due to plot reasons their sensitivity to magic is higher#it's not like a water!mc will flood a room when they get embarrassed though#their hands would be wet and it would be a little jarring for other people and that's all#a little more uncomfortable for a lightning!mc ice!mc or fire!mc#still more of an inconvenience than actual danger but#these tags are so long#Hey 🔥
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