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This scene went through three different settings:
Red Brick House: Living Room - Hyde Park - University of Chicago - Woodlawn Avenue
The color these walls is called "Imperial Blood". For those who don't know this color, it is a rich plum boarding on red. On the walls hang several parchments of Chinese Calligraphy. The center of the room is dominated by a black leather sectional that angles to form an "L" shape. It is not against the wall, though, allowing one to walk all around it. In the center is a coffee table of highly polished cherrywood. An oriental rug spreads beneath the table and sectional, creating a perfect rectangle. Along one wall is built-in entertainment center, also of cherrywood. A television and stereo system fill it along with the owners collection of music and dvds.
An archway leads to the Entryway at the front of the house while the far wall holds a rice-paper screen sliding door that gives access to the Bedroom.
Navy Pier - Grand and Lake Shore
Located on Lake Michigan, just East of Chicago's Downtown, Navy Pier has been a Chicago landmark since it first opened in 1916. Originally designed as both a shipping and recreational facility, the Pier also served as a military training site during two world wars, a venue for concerts and exhibitions, and the temporary home for a once-fledgling University of Illinois Chicago campus.
As the Pier fell into disuse during much of the 1970s and 1980s, the State of Illinois and Chicago embarked on a joint plan whereby, in 1989, ownership of the Pier was transferred to the Metropolitan Pier and Exposition Authority, the same body which oversees Chicago's McCormick Place. The Authority moved swiftly to redesign Navy Pier into one of the countries most unique recreation and exposition facilities.
Navy Pier now showcases a unique collection of restaurants and shops in addition to unequaled recreational and exhibition facilities — in a setting like no other.
Snow flurries drift silently down from the pale grey sky. The air is damp and cold, and there is little wind. The winter Hawk wind is concentrated in the Loop. There is about forty-six inches of snow on the ground.
Dungeon - Left Hall: Underground Compound
Darkness. There is nothing but darkness and silence in this room. There's a damp, fetid stench that fills the room as if something, or perhaps many things, have died in here.
IC Date/Time
Monday, Feb 07 09:07:10 2011 - Winter Morning < Blizzard >
Woman in Red
9 total guards
A message left once Aakav agress to allow the meeting to take place here, Stormy waits for the arrival of Nuri. She has already gone out to feed earlier, then returned, not going too far from the house near the campus. When the knock comes to the door, she walks with Aakav to the door, opening it herself, "Nuri.." A dip of her head is given to the other vampire, allowing the man at her side to issue the invitation to Nuri to enter his home.
Bowing at the waist as his hands move to his solar plexus, the Egyptian recognizes the other vampire. His fingers splaying out as they are covered with his other hand to form the eye of Ra, he rises up and welcomes the other into his home, "For so long as my Mistress wills it you have my invitation to enter and be apart of this household." Then stepping back Ibn moves behind and to the right of Stormy.
Nuri is not alone at the door. The two golden leads in her hand trail down to her two golden jackals. Perhaps they needed the exercise of the walk over here. "Stormy," she greets, lips lifting almost enough in the corners to be considered a smile. A brow is very faintly lifted at the sight of Aakav, but it is small, and only for an instant. "Thank you," she murmurs, then glances down to the jackals. "I will leave them outside, if needed. They will not terrorize the neighborhood."
"Thank you for coming, Nuri." Stormy offers the other vampire, stepping back to allow her in. Seeing the jackals, she does smile, leaving the option to Aakav as to whether or not he minds them entering. It is his home, after all.
Shaking his head from side to side, Ibn moves to crouch, "Lord Anubis is always welcome in my home, as are his children." An affectionate smile is upon his lips as he speaks to the animals as only the two of them understand, greeting them each in turn and inquiring as to how they have been taken care of and kept. Then remembering to whom's presence he is within he immediately stands up and apologizes to the women, "I apologize I have an affinity for the Gods and their children regardless of form."
Nuri, jackals in tow, enters. To Aakav, they seem content; bellies full, care given, their mistress kind. "Anubis has always been kind to me, and I take care of his children, as he takes care of me." Her attention moves to Stormy, then, "You wished to speak?"
Stormy smiles quietly as she watches Aakav speak with the jackals, her gaze to linger on the young man before he finally staightens to allow Nuri and her protectors inside the house. Door is closed, and she nods, "Yes, with Amun's permission, I've been told to enlist your help in hunting down three women in the city." That said, she does getures towards the comfortable seating within the living room, heading there to continue, "I was tasked to find out why my brother went off on the Pard by the Master of the City. With my Pomme's help, we entered Justin's house the other night and discovered troubling information."
Following behind Stormy and Nuri at a polite, respectable distance, the Mages hands remain clasped befor him, the wrists touching at all times as though bound by invisible tensile. He waits for the do to take their seats before moving to kneel as though in prayer at Stormy's left hand side.. His back straight, chin held high though gaze politely diverted downward. He is placed so that the deftest gesture from Stormy's hand may find his form, yet out of the way should she wish to rise or move.
Nuri follows Stormy into the living room, and, once there, takes a seat. The jackals come to heel, and recline. A casual observer may think they are relaxed, but a keener eye would note that they are highly alert. Guardians, perhaps, too soft a word for them. "I had heard precious little of what it was that caused Justin to hunt the Pard. A shame we have lost such a potent weapon, due to a lack of control." She tsks, and then looks between the two. "What was it that you learned?"
As Ibn takes his seat there at her feet, Stormy's hand reaches out to lay on his shoulder, as if the petite vampire sought out the warmth of his skin under her touch. To Nuri, she nods quietly, "It was a waste, but it seems he was bored, and when approached by a trio of witches with a deal, took them up on it. He was to be paid $50k per pelt that he brought to them of the leopards, and $100k for a pelt from a known alpha. While he did not succeed in bringing them pelts, these witches remain in the city and are likely gearing up to approach another to do the hunting for them. The Master has tasked me with tracking them down, and bringing them in to him - alive - so that he might hand them over to the Pard."
The energy of the powerful mortal rolls lightly about him, a steady warmth eminating from his flesh supernaturally so. The hood of his tunic is laid down to reveal his swan-like yet masculine neck and the marks of the fang there upon. He seems to welcome the touch from Stormy as his posture momentarily slackens in it srigid form to become more at rest. his lips remaining pursed silently as he allows the others to speak uninterrupted.
Nuri's lips press together in thought. Her fingers drum against her own thigh as she considers. "Do you have any leads, as to the locations of these witches? A time or place Justin planned on meeting them, before his demise?" Her head tilts, "And have you spoken with the leopards at all, yet?"
Another touch of her hand to Ibn's shoulder before Stormy nods her head, "It was mentioned that there would be a meeting later tonight upon the Pier. But we have not gone there yet.." She states, "I was hoping to get in touch with you before seeking to go to the pier, though I was prepared to do so. Beyond that, I have not spoken to the Pard. The Master said I was not to tell them until we had them captured, made harmless, so that he could hand them over as a surprise to them, I do believe."
Nuri smirks. "Something of a present, then. I do hope they appreciate it." She is still for a few moments, utterly and perfectly, before she speaks. "I will join you at the Pier, if that is your desiring. I will need a few brief minutes to return to my home, and gain my weapons."
There is a quiet smile from Stormy. "Thank you, Nuri. I felt you would enjoy such hunting more than some of the others. I am glad to have your help." Nodding as she mentions needing to return home, the petite one smiles, "Then shall we meet near the pier in say…" She names an hour or so, enough time to get into place, scope it out before the meeting is to take place.
-They all travel to Pier-
Time folds forward and an hour comes and goes.. The snow that falls overhead casting the world into a pale light of its normal self? Black and grey make up the existence with many of the stores already closed for the evening, even those that are traditionally open quite late.. The bitter cold of the blizzard having driven the populace indoors. Almost like a scene from an Old Noir fiction, there stands a sultry blonde in red, her garments would belie her profession to be that of the oldest in the world.. A simple crimson overcoat with white feathered lining serving to keep her warm on the cold winter's night.. Her aura projecting one of human power, warm and alive, she carries the scent of overpriced perfume upon her form like a halo.
When Nuri returned, it was wearing a long jacket, and without her precious jackals. Her hands are kept within her pockets, and only those extrememly keen-eyed would notice the raise of fabric at her back, the slight curve to it. Following Stormy's lead, here, as it is the other vampire's hunt, not her own.
Changed into black jeans and a turtleneck, Stormy arrives with Ibn, the pair to meet up with Nuri there. When the woman in red is spied, she's studied before a glance to Nuri is given, "All that I sense is that she's human with power. I do not think I pick up anyone else here.." Oddly, she will look to Aakav to see if he agrees with that, taking his opinion intently - he better knows these humans with magic.
For his part Ibn has changes aswell, wearing a formalized uniform almost in a gakuran stylization, it bares a an ankh with a serpent bowing through it at the collar and cuffs.. His form is leisure and complacent as he feels the asp beneath his clothing dancing along his flesh for warmth.. His energy far from hidden, infact Ibn has already considered a cover story in the hour's absence as he approaches the woman with Stormy at his side.. Assuming a momentarily dominant role as he speaks in Latin, "Hail beauty, may Horus gaze upon you and your sisters.. I am Ibn of the House of Life and stand in the stead of the Vampire Amsel." Performing his usual greeting with the eye of Ra at his solarplexus.
Taken aback at first by the man approaching her, the woman smiles as she hears his declaration, bowing her head lightly she speaks with a soft local accent, "Greetings to you Magi.. I wasn't aware that our big black bird had enlisted the aid of the House of Life, are you to accept the tithing on his behalf?" Apparently such blackmarket deals are common place for the House of Life as she speaks freely of the tithing.
Nuri is silent, off to the side. One may not even notice that she is there. Part of the group. Or at least this is, perhaps, the vampire's intent. Her gaze only moves to the woman in red on occassion. Brief.
GAME> Aakav rolls 71 against 80% <+25%> : 34% success
GAME> Aakav rolls 74 against 50% <+43%> : 19% success
GAME> Aakav rolls 59 against 50% <+48%> : 39% success
GAME> Aakav rolls 65 against 50% <+27%> : 12% success
Aakav pages: You spot a bright red cadillace nearby that is a bright red. Smells of the woman's perfume.
Looking about, Stormy does make note of a particularly bright colored car that matches the woman's outfit before her gaze turns back to the introductions that arae going on. Playing her part, she seems to be with Aakav, mostly a guard, perhaps. Who knows. Such rolls are exchanged between the petite vampire and the magi.
As the exchange begins, Ibn shakes his head from side to side, "Not quite as the merchandise sought after has not been so readily attained.. What's more the tithing's cost as you are aware per tradition is paid in gold.." Gesturing about he explains, "We are here to renegotiate the terms of the agreement between the parties involved."
The beauty seems to grow abit upset as she hears this and stomps a heel into the snow, letting her power flare up, "Don't toy with me Magi, the Coven didn't go to the House of Life because of that reason. Gold is not so easily obtained. How much does the Fang want?" Her tone quite beligerant.. A smell red dot appears upon Ibn's chest just above his heart as the woman speaks, the source and existence apparently unknown to the victim as the beauty starts to pace about in a circle, "We expected as much and are willing to pay two hundred thousand per Alpha pelt, but only Alpha. Cursed Therians and the weaker ones are no good to us, we could curse ourselves."
Aakav pages: You can make out the beam slightly in the blizzard it comes from a snowbank near Nuri.
Nuri's jacket is one with a high neck. When her head turns, lips are hidden from sight. She whispers, quietly. But it is enough to get to Stormy's ears. "There are five other men here. Three of them of power, the others blessed. Also, a van nearby." The words are given in French, and quickly. Nuri's watch is hawkish, and only her eyes move towards a snowbank. "We're being marked," is added to Stormy in another whisper. Subtly, Nuri moves to the side, like her path is not the same as the duo. Like she is not with them at all.
Never does Stormy look to Nuri as the other vampire whispers quietly the informatino that she's gathered. Barely does she even look to the snowbank where she's noticed the beam of light from. Her steps do take her to the side, putting herself neatly between the shooter and Ibn. Her form is alert, tense with anticipation of what might come as Ibn handles the 'renegotations' with the woman in red.
Shrugging his shoulders lightly Ibn meets the woman's gaze evenly and says, "I am here on the part of the Vampire Amsel, as such it is for him to pay the tithing, not yourselves.. Though I must ask, are you also a Psychic?" Offering such women praise is often a good tatic, "As you knew right away.." He chuckles good naturedly and says, "Then I have been instructed to escort you to his Estate as.." He gesture about, "Its hard to transport such materials in a servicable fashion.."
Nuri wraps herself in shadows.
Standing quietly at Aakav's side, Stormy remains quietly, her gaze forwards upon the woman in red. And yet, her attention is taking stock of those about that were pointed out to her by Nuri before she disappeared. Hands held before her, she continues to play the 'bodyguard' for Ibn.
The woman in red seems quite taken by the praise as she brings her fingers up, "Just a smidgen.. though not like the elder Sisters.." Then as he continues she pouts and stomps her feet once more shaking his head, "Nut uh, terms of the contract state delivery here, neutral ground, in the open." She gestures about, "You go get the Merchandise.. We'll wait for you.." She lets it slip she's with others…
GAME> Aakav rolls 46 against 80% <+15% +15%> : 64% success
GAME> Aakav rolls 26 against 50% <+23%> : 47% success
GAME> Nuri rolls 56 against 50% <+38%> : 32% success
GAME> Stormy rolls 17 against 50% <+27% +14%> : 74% success
GAME> Aakav rolls one 3-sided die : « 1 »
Nuri is a silent, and sneaky creature. When one has no need to breathe, there is no sound made that indicates life. The shadows wrap around her, bending to her will, as she moves into a position that will bring her behind the men with a target on Aakav. From beneath her coat, she withdraws a short bow. One arrow is put in place, the woman at the ready. Watching, from a distance a wary vampire gives those of Faith.
Stormy is silent still while the woman in red makes her little temper tantrum over the written contract. When she lets slip that she's not alone, she but quirks a brow upwards and speaks quietly, aside to Ibn, "Were not the terms of the contract that such were to be done alone, not with others present?"
GAME> Nuri rolls 15 against 90% <+46%> : 121% success
GAME> Aakav rolls 47 against 90% <+46%> : 89% success
GAME> Stormy rolls 80 against 80% <+34% +10%> : 44% success
GAME> Nuri rolls 83 against 90% <+46% -10%> : 43% success
GAME> Nuri's ranged attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 43, Obs: 13, Multiplier: 4, Max.Damage: 24
GAME> Nuri rolls 44 against 90% <+46% -10%> : 82% success
GAME> Nuri's ranged attack does _28_ damage.
GAME> Success: 82, Obs: 13, Multiplier: 4, Max.Damage: 40
GAME> Nuri rolls 73 against 90% <+46% -30%> : 33% success
GAME> Nuri's ranged attack does _8_ damage.
GAME> Success: 33, Obs: 13, Multiplier: 4, Max.Damage: 20
Nuri has spent centuries learning to know when to take action. There is a narrowing of her eyes within the shadows that hide her as she lines up her first shot. One must keep the claimed human of what may be a friend safe, after all. The arrow is drawn back, slow and steady, viciously let go with an aim for the heart of the man that has his gun's laser sight on Aakav. It is merciful, in the fact that her victim likely does not suffer too long before her Lord Anubis comes to claim him. A second arrow is taken, quickly followed by a third, that takes out first the shoulder and then the heart of the other Blessed man. A fourth arrow is also sent into motion against a third of her enemy, burying itself into the meat of his back.
GAME> Aakav rolls 35 against 18% <+10%> : 7% failure
GAME> Aakav rolls 39 against 17% <+15%> : 7% failure
«OOC» Aakav says, "okay magic actions fail for first.. second's actions.."
«OOC» Aakav says, "oh wait nvm…"
«OOC» Aakav says, "forgot he had modifiers for prep.."
«OOC» Aakav says, "both of those are successes. You'll see outcome shortly."
GAME> Aakav rolls 30 against 10% <+12%> : 8% failure
«OOC» Aakav says, "My defense.. aww damn.."
GAME> Aakav rolls 85 against 50% <+14% +10%> : 11% failure
GAME> Aakav rolls 33 against 50% <+14% +10% -10%> : 31% success
(Rolling for NPC)GAME> Stormy's ranged attack does _12_ damage.
GAME> Success: 31, Obs: 14, Multiplier: 3, Max.Damage: 12
GAME> Aakav sustains 12 points of damage <major injuries -15%>
The other two men, headless of their comrade, leap from cover, the first working his magical abilities to summon forthe the wind and casts it out towards Aakav and Stormy, sending them both flying backwards. Though Aakav makes the attempt to rip down the spell it is in vain as in the next moment two bullets burp from one of the men's side arm, the first one missing Stormy while the second catches the Magi in the stomach and tears out the backside sending him not only flying backwards, but also with a gaping hole in his chest.
GAME> Stormy's melee attack does _1_ damage.
GAME> Success: 14, Muscle: 32, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 5
GAME> Stormy rolls 37 against 80% <+34% +10% -10%> : 77% success
GAME> Stormy's melee attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 77, Muscle: 32, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 11
GAME> Stormy rolls 96 against 80% <+34% +10% -15%> : 13% success
GAME> Stormy's melee attack does _1_ damage.
GAME> Success: 13, Muscle: 32, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 4
GAME> Stormy rolls 37 against 80% <+34% +10% -25%> : 62% success
GAME> Stormy's melee attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 62, Muscle: 32, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 9
GAME> Stormy rolls 28 against 80% <+34% +10% -25%> : 71% success
GAME> Stormy's melee attack does _2_ damage.
GAME> Success: 71, Muscle: 32, Multiplier: 1, Max.Damage: 10
Just as Stormy is moving forwards, the wind comes and pushes her back, the shots of the gun heard. For a moment, she stares as Ibn is hit, the blood smelled on the air, but she doesn't let that stop her, oddly enough. Or perhaps not so oddly, for the petite vampire hisses and goes after the lovely lady in red. Jabs from left and right catch the woman, sometimes only clipping her, at other times - the nose is broken, as is her jaw, leaving the woman in serious bleeding pain, stumbling backwards from the onslought.
GAME> Aakav rolls 24 against 80% <+21% +5%> : 82% success
GAME> Aakav's melee attack does _18_ damage.
GAME> Success: 82, Muscle: 10, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 18
«OOC» Aakav says, "it'll take 4 rounds but she's dead.."
GAME> Aakav rolls 37 against 50% <+17% +10% -10%> : 30% success
GAME> Aakav rolls 16 against 50% <+17% +10% -10% -10%> : 41% success
Crumpled to the ground, a mental command issues forthe from the Asp bearing Ibn as his hands are thrown outward, the asp immediately leads from Ibn's sleeve and catches the woman in the neck, coiling about as it pumps that deadly venom into her face Ibn 's eyes then turn towards the two standing near Nuri, firing off the first ball of fire, its about the size of a baseball, towards the man it catches him in the chest and ignites his clothes… Causing him to scream and roll in pain before he rolls his wrist and casts out another ball of fire towards the one who shot him. Returning the favor as the man's face catches the blast and literally begins to melt and smolder…
GAME> Aakav rolls 65 against 25% <+25% -15%> : 30% failure
Beaty does her best, flailing at the serpent bound to her neck attempting to free herself from it while summoning up her magic, the wind about them catching as it is called forthe but to no avail the beauty is not granted the gift of flight in this moment…
GAME> Nuri rolls 94 against 50% <+23% -10%> : 31% failure
GAME> Nuri rolls 50 against 50% <+23% -10%> : 13% success
GAME> Nuri rolls 14 against 50% <+23% -30%> : 29% success
GAME> Nuri rolls 86 against 50% <+23% -40%> : 53% failure
GAME> Nuri's ranged attack does _8_ damage.
GAME> Success: 29, Obs: 13, Multiplier: 4, Max.Damage: 16
GAME> Nuri's ranged attack does _4_ damage.
GAME> Success: 3, Obs: 13, Multiplier: 4, Max.Damage: 8
GAME> Aakav recovers 1 point of damage <major injuries>
Nuri's face, if anyone were able to see it, is a mask of concentration and completely devoid of emotion. Her bow is lifted up once more, taking aim on different target, the recently-appeared mage. The first arrow is let loose but goes wide. A second arrow is aimed, and while it hits, it is only a bad knick. She murmurs an ancient oath under her breath before letting loose her third, and this one thunks more solidly into the upper shoulder of the man, almost his neck. A fourth arrow ends up in the ground, near his foot.
GAME> Stormy rolls 28 against 80% <+40% +34% +0% +10%> : 136% success
[Weather] Snow falls heavily in the deepening twilight, making it hard to walk through the accumulating drifts, and hard to see. The wind blows the snow about from the east, and it swirls around objects and never falls straight down. The winter Hawk wind is concentrated in the Loop.
As the woman struggles with the snake, and fails to shift, Stormy moves forwards to hit the woman again. She's careful to not kill her with her injuries, but makes sure she knocks the woman unconscious, "Give her the antivenom.. I want to take her with me to play with.." Such a happy voice Stormy does have then, singsonging a touch before she turns to looks. Two on fire? Not going to touch 'em. One who's being targeted by Nuri? He's left for the other vampire to handle for the moment, not getting in her way. Instead, she glances about, perhaps making sure there's no one else sneaking up on them.
GAME> Aakav rolls 100 against 30% <+15% +5%> : 50% critical failure
As Stormy knocks the woman out and seems all too pleased with herself the van idling in the alleyway peels out, which is no simple task in a blizzard… What's even harder to do is control the fishtailing vehichle as it careens out onto the pier, where vehichles aren't supposed to be anyways.. and slams into a lamp post.. The driver, not wearing his seat belt flies through the windshield with a scream.. Being scent askew while the airbag deploys for the passenger.. Those two in the back are just completely jostled about, one even breaking his arm..
Crawling upwards Ibn does his best to hold in his guts, the fire steadily emitting from his hand still.. Working and lapping at his flesh as the wounds heal.. Slowly.. The asp responds to an unspoken command and quickly returns to the warmth of its master while Ibn uses his free hand to draw out the syringe of antivenom and steabs it in an unabashed fashion into the woman's chest.. It is then and only then that he notices the Van that has just shot out of the alley way and he casts his hand out towards the injured man.. Intending to char the already injured man.
GAME> Aakav rolls 20 against 50% <+17% +10% -10%> : 47% success
GAME> Aakav rolls 56 against 50% <+17% +10% -10%> : 11% success
Two arrows of flame pass from Ibn's hand as he casts it out towards the man, catching his form and immediately burning him alive as the scent of burnt flesh and clothing fills the air. The snow melting about him as he literally spends the last moments of his life screaming in agony.
The man who has had his face quite literally burnt off burys his flaming head in the snow as his eyelids melt away.. The other simply falls and collapses, both passing out from pain and mental exhaustion.
GAME> Aakav rolls 90 against 20% <+20%> : 50% failure
GAME> Aakav rolls 26 against 20% <+20% -10%> : 4% success
One can be shot by arrows only so many times before one decides, fuck it.. And Mike has quite honestly decided, fuck it. Watching what's going on he draws out what looks to be the pelt of a small rodent and starts to shift, the arrows being pushed from his flesh as he shrinks down and takes on the form of believe it or not, a wharf rat and starts to scurry away as quickly as his paws will carry him.
GAME> Nuri rolls 75 against 50% <+23% +20%> : 18% success
GAME> Nuri's ranged attack does _12_ damage.
GAME> Success: 18, Obs: 13, Multiplier: 4, Max.Damage: 12
Despite the talents of her brother, and his attempts to change her feelings, if there's one thing in this world that Nuri hates, it's rats. As such, she takes a few precious moments to line up the shot for this small target, careful…careful…and then, release. Her arrow finds itself a home right through the head of the rodent. Satisfied, she looks over towards the van, a new frown on her lips. She moves with the speed given to her kind, and with the strength that comes with it, grabs the handle of the back door and -yanks-, pulling it off the hinges.
GAME> Aakav recovers 4 points of damage <minor injuries>
GAME> Stormy rolls 41 against 90% <+34% +10% -10%> : 83% success
GAME> Stormy's melee attack does _10_ damage.
GAME> Success: 83, Muscle: 32, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 24
For Stormy: Aakav pages: You spot several men in camoflauge nearby covered in the snow. Also van nearby idling aswell as a cadillac. The cadilac is a bright red. Smells of the woman's perfume. Its engine is turned off."
GAME> Stormy rolls 61 against 80% <+34% +10% -20%> : 43% success
GAME> Stormy's melee attack does _14_ damage.
GAME> Success: 43, Muscle: 32, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 16
Flying forwards after a quick check on Aakav, Stormy murmurs, "Keep her from dying if you can." She points to the woman, and then is off towards the van, moving with unnatural speed to the passenger door. Reaching in through the busted door while the man is dazed, the petite vampire slams him into the dash, then snaps his neck in one go. Turning slightly, she reaches in to grab whoever is closest to her, grabbing them and pulling them forwards, short and hard, banging their head into the seat up front.
For his part Ibn simply works on healing himself, nodding towards Stormy as she gives him the command he also heals the woman slightly.. Focusing upon the task before him his magic though only works for himself.. Opting instead to just bandage the woman up to prevent blood loss.
GAME> Aakav recovers 2 points of damage <minor injuries>
GAME> Nuri rolls 78 against 80% <+60%> : 62% success
GAME> Nuri's melee attack does _16_ damage.
GAME> Success: 62, Muscle: 36, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 20
GAME> Nuri rolls 32 against 80% <+60% -10%> : 98% success
GAME> Nuri's melee attack does _14_ damage.
GAME> Success: 98, Muscle: 36, Multiplier: 2, Max.Damage: 26
GAME> Aakav recovers 2 points of damage <passing injuries>
GAME> Aakav recovers 4 points of damage <no injuries>
GAME> Stormy rolls 55 against 80% <+27% +14%> : 66% success
GAME> Nuri rolls 32 against 80% <+48%> : 96% success
«OOC» Aakav says, "Okay so. 3 shotguns 5 rounds of silver buck in each in the van. the two brief cases aforementioned, Nuri notices something's wrong with one of them. Turn's out they are bombs.. She finds the detonator for said bomb in the cadilac. Cadicaly holds a silver switch blade. and 9 mm. The charred bodies dont have any body armor or anything to scavenge. the arrow ones don't really have anything of note ebyond ya know basic taticle gear. One of them did drop a .357 magnum. And silenced rifle. "
And so, after all but the woman in red, are dead or near dead, the search is made of van and people, the cache of weapons, ammon and bombs are put together. Loading the woman in the caddy along with Aakav, the other bodies are tossed into the van with one of the bombs. Nice of them to provide their own clean-up, hmm? Returning to the caddy, Stormy glances to the pair of them, "Nuri, you want to come with, or you going to make your own way back home?" Either she'll offer a ride, or not. Aakav is brought with Stormy to help with the woman as needed, heading to her place to ditch the woman in the dungeon.
The caddy will be driven off, and the second bomb used to blow the caddy up. Yay for a night of fun. Poor police who gets to deal with it.
-They travel to dungeon.-
Once things have been taken care of, Stormy returns here to the secret place she calls home. She's trusting him big time, but feels she will need him and his magic in some ways. There's a secret entrance here located in the video store. A tunnel moves from there, strung with horrible spider webs that gives you the image of an Indiana Jones movie or something. There are even some that she carefully points out as being razor sharp. carrying the woman, she finally steps into the main hall. It's large. Fancy, Medieval. And empty beyond furniture.. To the left she moves, and then finally, into this dungeon area. "Should be alright here. Can make her.. as comfortable as she should be." The petite vampire states as she glances to him over her shoulder.
Having changed into his sarong along the way, Aakav follows passively behind Stormy.. He doesn't question the secretive nature of the lair in the slightest and infact he fully expects such.. Following behind Stormythe entire time he pumps healing energies into the woman.. It's a slow but steady process but her wounds do mend and begin to heal and she looks almost normal when she is placed down by Stormy.. Ibn's hands still weaving quietly through the air as Stormy turns to face him, arching a curious brow.
Laying the woman down on a stone slab, Stormy does look to chain her down to it, keeping her in place. Especially once she realizes that there has been some healing done to her. There's a quiet little burst of happiness from the petite vampire who almost skips around the slab to lock the woman up. Reaching up, she does seek to rip her clothes apart, to strip her of the dress and coat she wears. No going anywhere's for her, not that she could fly very far here.
Watching Stormy work, Ibn moves closer as the woman is laid upon the slab, murmuring softly in coptic as he works the magic over her wounds. Aakav's magics seeping into her he pauses upon the cusp of consciousness, inquiring, "Do you wish me to wake her?"
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Stepping back, Stormy watches him, listening as he speaks words over the woman. When he finally pauses to look at her, she blinks in surprise and then peers at him, "You can wake her now? If so…" She ponders, "Go for it. I want to question her. You think we'll have trouble from her like this? Don't know what sort of psychic she is.."
Looking her over he says, "You will want to break at least one bone in eac finger first Mistress, otherwise she would still be able to work her magic.. Also if she begins to speak and its in rhyme or any way odd I recomend punching her in the mouth to prevent the incantation.." Looking the woman over he explains, "Witches tend to rely upon their hands more than their mouths aswell as external focuses.." He gestures towards her clothes, "Its their weakness and their strength if they are properly prepared."
Listening to his suggestions, Stormy nods and moves forwards, "Once you stop healing her, I'll do the fingers. Then I'll be sure to keep track of her words." A pause, and she moves forwards, to kiss him softly, "Thank you for your help tonight. I.. almost freaked seeing you shot, until I remembered you could heal yourself.. " She was very worried, but stayed focused.
Returning the kiss he warns her, "I can heal so long as I can survive and given enough time.. I am not like Vampires or Therians.." That said he places his hand to the woman's head and in a few moments she rouses, looking quite alarmed while Ibn himself moves away, looking abit drained and distant..
"I know. I am sorry you got shot tonight, Ibn. I really am." Stormy offers quietly before ducking her head, turning as he wakes the woman. And so, it is to the pale vampire that the woman will see when her eyes flutter open, "Good evening.. it is good to see you awake.." And with those words, the first finger is broken on one hand with an easy snap of a bone. It is quickly followed by another, the vampire's gaze to linger on the woman's face.
The woman simply looks up at Stormy in absolute fear, immediately trying to work her magic, fumbling with her hands she whimpers as she finds her clothing missing.. And then.. then there's pain.. Pain and suffering as her magick ends with a scream from her fingers being broken like chop sticks.
"Shhh.. shh.. " Stormy murmurs, that singsong tone back in her voice as she works. With several broken on one hand, then on the other, Stormy finally moves to stand where she can see her again, "You are going to talk sweetie.. and you will tell me all you know." She murmurs, leaning in, a flash of her fangs to be seen as she peers into the woman's fear-filled face. How the petite vampire /feeds/ then, soaking up the emotion like a sponge, shuddering with pure pleasure, "Oh, yes.. you taste.. lovely."
For the longest time the woman simply screams and sobs in pain, the fear palpable as it bleeds from her, quaking form head to toe she whimpers while looking up at the Vampiress.. Speaking between sobs, "My sisters will come for me.. You'll be sorry.. they're the fates themselves and none can escape them.."
Stormy whispers huskily, her gaze darkening as she feeds from the woman's fear, drawing it in to her. "I am outside the touch of Fates, don't you understand? I am the Undead. Ask anyone out there who believes in life and faith." She giggles then, the sound that of a young girl as she licks her lips, "Don't you see, they sent you instead of going themselves, knowing that you'd likely end up dead. You might as well be dead.. everyone else is. Nice little bombs you had. Too bad about your car.."
Whimpering softly the woman shakes her head vehemetly from side to side as she stares up at her, "Nut uh.. No.. You're lying.." He turns her head about doing her best to look away, s[otting the drained Ibn she calls out to him, "The house of Life.. I call upon you.. I ask for my life, protect me from harm and I shall pay any tithing…" Though in truth, Ibn just offers her a far away drained expression in return.. saying nothing.
"No, just telling you the cold… hard.. facts." Stormy states before finally reaching out, a nail pressed to the woman's chest, raking slowly downwards to scratch her hard, leaving her bleeding just a touch. When she dares to address Ibn, she slaps her lightly to shut her up. "No, no no.. sorry darling, but you see.. he's mine."
Her back arches up from the cold stone slab as he cries out in pain, a shuddering horrified scream eminating from her lips as she hears the Vampire's words.. The beauty's hair askew as she shakes her head side to side again, "Please.. I didn't do anything to you.. I just came for the exchange.."
"Tsk.. tsk.." Stormy says before leaning down to lick the blood slowly from the woman's chest, her gaze to linger, "You see, this is our city, protected by many strong men and women. And we do not like what your sisters.. wish to do here." A smile appears, the fangs to show, "You will tell me of your sisters, and where they are. You will tell me what they will do when you and your little army does not return tonight." Licking her lips, painting them crimson with the woman's stolen blood, she whispers, "If you tell me what I wish to know, I will give you a quick death. If you lie.. then.." She grins again, "Then your skin will decorate my wall, just as that swan's did your coat."
Fear spikes again within the woman and she shakes her head from side to side, "Please no.. I'm harmless.. we just want to be able to shift that's all.. Please oh please.. I don't know.. Please don't kill me.." She squirms as she looks up at the Vampiress with those pleading eyes, "I don't know anything.. they just assigned me to meet with a Vampire named Amsel.."
"You are not so harmless. You were prepared to kill us all tonight." Stormy points out before she traces a finger along the woman's cheek, down along her throat, her shoulder, and to her hand to flick one of the broken fingers there, "You know where they are, you know how to get in touch with them. You know so.. much.. " And pause, and a curious tilt of her head is given before she steps back, just enough to being to strip out of her clothes - wouldn't wish to stain them with blood, even if they're black, "Your sisters killed my brother with their request. And until I get my hands on them, you will have to entertain me, mon ami." Just to the side, there is a knife, a wickedly sharp blade that is lifted into her hand, "So, have you ever killed a shifter, skinned them while they were alive? Or do you generally kill them first?"
A sharp cry comes from the woman's lip as her broken finger is flicked by the immortal, shuddering with pain, "I don't know anthing!" She pleads as her eyes water up, watching the blade in the vampire's hands, "ALive.. alive.. we need them alive there.. The pelt has to be skinned alive but the shifters usually die in the process.. "
"That is what I thought.." Stormy questions lightly before she asks, "And what about these shifters you skinned? What of their families? Their lives. What gives you the right to kill them, just so you can get the pleasure of shifting?" The knife flicks out quick enough, cutting skin along the other side of the woman's chest, a shallow cut before she finally reaches up to catch the woman's chin, looking into her eyes, and this time, bending down to bite the woman, sinking fangs into her to draw a mouthful or two of blood before lifting her head. Licking her lips, she murmurs, "You will tell me about your sisters. You know where they are.. and if you're smart, you will tell me what I want to know. Or.. you'll learn just how those shifters felt."
Shaking her head violent from side to side the young witch says to the vampiress as she weeps, her will steadily breaking, "I don't know.. please.. I can't tell you.. you'll murder the coven,, I can't do that.." She starts muttering quickly in gaelic.
Stormy snaps out a hand to slap her, to keep her from speaking again, busting her lip in the process, "No, little birdie.. no speaking in languages other than English.." She says as she places her hand over the other's mouth then, soon to flick a finger again, to bring the pain back to the front. "You will tell me." With her hand holding the woman's head still, her gaze meets hers, "Tell. Me." The words come out strongly, a hard whisper that speaks of coldness of death, and in that moment, she.. rots just a little.
The woman's eyes go wide and Ibn himself actually finds this mildly disturbing even as he casts his gaze away, figuring its probably no different han her own feeling when he summons fire.. THe woman though just shivers and trembles, whimpering in absolute fear as she gives the addres of a place in Waconda.
As the woman begins to ramble, giving her the address, Stormy smiles quietly, "No, was that so hard to do?" She questions, her face reforming, her body going back to normal. A pat upon the cheek of the woman - was there a sticky wetness left behind there, or her imagination? Looking up at Ibn, there is a curious look within her eyes as she sees that he's looked away, and for a moment, the petite vampire frowns, soon to turn away again. Moving to the cabinet, duct tape is pulled out, and a strip torn off to be used to gag the woman after a piece of her dress is torn and stuffed into her mouth. "I will be back to play more, if that address does not give me what I want, my little birdie."
The woman just lays there, shaking, breathing heavily through her nose… Ibn for his part looks back to Mistress when she reforms, flushing slightly and still looking drained, "Sorry.. was.. just abit off putting.." She is nude afterall..
With the gag in place, Stormy makes sure the woman remembers well what she's up against, and breaks one more finger. Just for fun. Turning away from the woman, she steps closer to Ibn, but only a step or two, her expression going to something.. shy, uncertain. "I would not have had you see me like that.. I am sorry." A pause, and she glances back, then to him, "Shall I take you home?" She's figuring he might wish to be back in his familiar surroundings, away from her. Voice lowered, she murmurs, "I will use this information tomorrow night.."


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Opposition fans tried to unsettle him during matches with braying noises – probably inspired by a Daily Mirror article – yet he refused to be put off his stride.
They called him a lowly donkey but, at nearly 19 hands, he was a thoroughbred at the heart of Arsenal's defence.
But his career also contained deep troughs that almost destroyed him. Yet, just like his battling performances on the pitch, he fought his way back from the brink of alcoholic addiction.
Today he is considered one of the greatest players to have graced English football, for both club and country.
Two of his managers even used Greek mythology and academic references to describe his talent. George Graham said he was "my colossus." Whilst Arsène Wenger described him as a "professor of defence."
To cap it all, in 2011 a statue of this Gooner hero was unveiled in front of the Emirates Stadium.
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From this inauspicious start Adams grew too dominate the Arsenal back four; a defensive unit that included Steve Bould, his partner at centre-back, alongside full-backs Lee Dixon and Nigel Winterburn. How Wenger must long for a similar partnership in today's Arsenal eleven.
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In May 1989, Arsenal travelled to Anfield needing to win by two clear goals to snatch the title from under the nose of their hosts. Their second goal, scored by Thomas in the dying minutes of the game, saw them achieve what many said was impossible and crowned League champions.
Almost as memorable was Adams goal and celebration after he had raced from the back to bury the ball in the Everton net on 3 May 1998; capping Arsenal's first League championship under the new management of Frenchman 'Professor' Arsene Wenger.
But these were just two highlights in a career that included 10 major trophies spread over 19 years (14 as captain), and 669 appearances.
Adams made his international debut against Spain in 1987, making him the first player to represent England who was born after the 1966 World Cup win.
He represented England at World Cup tournaments and European Championships as well, by the time Euro 96 came round he was the country's captain.
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Since retiring as a professional footballer in the summer of 2002 – his last league game in Arsenal colours was against Everton at Highbury in May of that year – he tried his hand at coaching: firstly at Wycombe Wanderers, then Feyenoord, Portsmouth, and Gabala FC in the Azerbaijan Premier League.
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|Nick Name
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|14th August
|57 Years
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|Christine Johnson
|Evelyn Johnson, Pearl Johnson, Kim Johnson, Yvonne Johnson, Quincy Johnson, Larry Johnson, Michael Johnson
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|1979 – Michigan State University, Everett High School
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|1990; 1989; 1987 – NBA Most Valuable Player Award
1987; 1982; 1980 – Bill Russell NBA Finals Most Valuable Player Award
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1992 – NAACP Image Award – Jackie Robinson Sports Award
2009 – The BET Honors Award for Corporate Citizen
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Magic Johnson is a retired American professional basketball player, counted among the greatest basketball players of all time. He played professional basketball for 13 seasons, all of them with the Los Angeles Lakers of the National Basketball Association (NBA). A tall, well-built man, he is famous for his powerful arms, agility and speed that helped him become one of the most formidable players in the world during the 1980s.
Magic Johnson grew up in a big family with several siblings and developed an early love for basketball. His father, though not a professional basketball player, was an athletic man who had played the sport during his high school days. His mother too encouraged his passion for the game. He proved to be a wonderful player, playing for the school team in Everett High School, and finished his high school career with two All-State selections, and was considered at the time to be the best high school player ever to emerge from Michigan.
He then went to study at the Michigan State University where he continued playing the sport. After college he was recruited by the Los Angeles Lakers with whom he spent his entire career. Diagnosed to be HIV-positive, he is also known for his HIV activism and philanthropic activities
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Sometimes we blame ourselves for choices we've made in the past and go into a space of deep loneliness and shame. We spiral down in a self fulfilling funnel where we blame ourselves for not being able to climb out of the depths.
When I am in a shame spiral, I have learned to test my negative thoughts against Love using a pen and paper.
I have found that I can't talk myself out of the depths and when I try to write it out, if I use my laptop it doesn't work either. My ego jumps in front of me and makes up all kinds of excuses. Taking a pen and paper slows things down and allows me to focus.
I have to write things down on paper so that my ego can't outwit me.
First, I get a pen and paper and then I imagine the most compassionate loving generous human that I can. I imagine a person who is not able to judge anything, a person who brings kindness and allowance to every situation.
Then I write on paper, to that person – "I am in deep trouble. I need you."
Then I write a response from that person– "I am here, what can I do for you?"
I write – "I am in such trouble right now," and then I write down everything that I am going through.
Then I write what that compassionate person would say – "I love you, you are doing your best, you are a divine being, worthy of forgiveness and compassion and love and you didn't know – if you had known, you wouldn't have done it. You are really tired right now and you need your rest. You are innocent. We are all innocent. I'm going to sit with you all night and be here if you need me."
I bring all my arguments and test them against that voice. I write – "I was an asshole, I am despicable. I did this and that and it was a stupid unforgivable choice." I write whatever it is that is troubling me. I bring all of the worst fears and problems to the page and write them down. That voice will take the worst that I can throw at her and she will work through it with me. She always responds with love.
Never once has that voice said to me – yeah, you suck.
The response is always compassion and love. There is forgiveness and kindness. That compassionate person is a friend to me when I am not able to be a friend to myself.
This is a voice that we can all access. We've all heard those words of love; we have all offered those words to others when they needed it. We have all given support to someone in need or shown kindness to strangers.
Your emotions are energy in motion.
They are asking to be witnessed. They are seeking validation and love. And when they feel heard, they will move through you.
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This discussion was inspired by Elizabeth Gilbert speaking on forgiveness and love at the Self Acceptance Summit


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An illegal alien from Honduras who raped a child after being released by a "sanctuary city" that refused to honor a detainer lodged by U.S. Customs and Immigration Enforcement (ICE) pleaded guilty Tuesday to illegal reentry into the U.S.
"Juan Ramon Vasquez, a citizen of Honduras, pleaded guilty today to illegal reentry after deportation," U.S. Attorney William M. McSwain announced Wednesday in a statement.
"The facts of this case highlight the danger posed by the City of Philadelphia's decision to disregard ICE detainers and release previously deported aliens from local custody," McSwain said, recounting how Philadelphia's defiance of federal authorities enabled the illegal alien to commit the rape of a minor:
"In May 2009, the defendant was deported from the United States. Thereafter, in March 2014, the defendant was found back in the United States by U.S. Department of Homeland Security's Immigration and Customs Enforcement ("ICE") officers. At that time, Vasquez was in the custody of the Philadelphia Department of Prisons.
"The City of Philadelphia thereafter chose not to comply with a detainer lodged by ICE for the defendant, who was instead released from custody by the Philadelphia Department of Prisons. After his release, the defendant was rearrested and convicted for rape of a child and unlawful sexual contact with a minor. The defendant is currently serving a sentence of 8 to 20 years in state prison."
As a result of Wednesday's guilty plea, Vasquez faces up to an additional two years in prison, this time at a federal detention facility. He is scheduled to be sentenced on November 20, 2018, by the Honorable Nitza I. Quiñones Alejandro.
Vasquez would never have been able to sexually assault a child if Philadelphia had not given him "a free pass" to do so, U.S Attorney McSwain charged:
"Those of us in the law enforcement business should be doing everything in our power to protect vulnerable children from predators like Vasquez. Instead, this defendant received a free pass from the City of Philadelphia and its Department of Prisons, headed straight back into our community, and committed a heinous crime he never would have had the chance to commit had the City of Philadelphia complied with the ICE detainer."
In July, ICE reported how a county in North Carolina declined an ICE detainer, allowing a convicted sex offender to roam the streets free for nearly a month, until federal agents captured the alien released by Orange County, NC. The Mexican national, who had previously pleaded guilty to sexually victimizing a pre-teen girl, was found and caught when he registered as a sex offender, in accordance with plea agreement.


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I have been managing an intensive detoxification with a busy schedule that few can comprehend. I began piecing together my own redemption when I stopped looking for a savior. I had to stop wasting my time in the death museum, deficient of love for myself and others. The Great Mourning was beginning to shift into a New Paradigm. The personal revolution I waged within was to humbly going as far as I was able to, past the line of fire.
I had come to understand that in this war there ain't no Cavalry, so I strapped on my boots, gathered all of the strength I could muster, and dug in to dig out of the trench that had become my confinement.
I flow through the streams to a new level of consciousness guided by the echoes of the ancestral gods of nature. I do not concern myself with doubt or fear of failure or success, as I seek only to overcome the apathy and ignorance of a toxic haze .
"If I'm unloved I have unloved to" -Florence and the Machine
I have begun some micro doses of a few herbs along with a very powerful
supplement for a nasty infection. I had to wait for weeks to have the funds to treat the infection more aggressively with a power packed three day intake of a supplement called UT Vibrance.
In the meanwhile I began the transition onto an intensive protocol of a regenerative
detoxification. This has required many hours of research and radical shifts in my diet and daily habits. I began getting hit hard about five days into this transition and have been managing a steady, slow to moderate pace from that point forward. The benefits have far outweighed the intensely painful symptoms of detoxification.
I slowly converted to a primarily raw vegan based diet,
eliminating anti-nutrients one by one. I had been eating eggs due to severely taxed adrenals, while eating a high fat and protein diet. I made a big modification by daily increasing the proportions and variety of fruits that I consume daily. I cut proteins and fats to a low intake while refraining from cooking a majority of meals. I eat raw flax, sunflower and hemp seed, avocados, and small amounts of coconut oil.
I now eat fruit throughout the morning with a salad and raw veggies for lunch. I spend the later afternoon again snacking on fruits before consuming a cooked meal of select baked or steamed vegetables in the evening.
I find that keeping a food journal and calorie counter app very helpful with this task. I try to build up the amount of calories I can get in each day, primarily eating mono meals, as I continue learning and adjusting my diet. Once restoring some kidney function I will move into the next phase….
Click here to the see a basic outline of what and how I eat (though I still eat small amounts of seeds at the moment)
Today I have eaten:
- 1 green smoothie of kale/beet greens, banana, peaches, spirulina and apple juice
- 5 bananas
- 1 cup of red raspberries
- 2 oranges
- 3 cups of grapes
- 1 large cucumber with lemon juice and sea salt
- 3 cups of watermelon
- Salad of green leaf lettuce, radishes, avocado, ginger, lime juice and sea salt (with digestive enzyme)
- Baked delicata squash with lite coconut oil, garlic and sea salt and
Steamed zucchini with raw garlic, hemp seed, sea salt, and white pepper (with digestive enzyme)
****On some nights I eat baked sweet potato
- Nine cups of mineralized reverse osmosis water
- 1 cup of coconut water
- 2 cups of mango juice
- 1/4 cup concentrated elderberry and rose hip tea
As funds permit I have been slowly adding in herbal tincture blends of:
- Milk Thistle
- Burdock Root
- Yellow Dock
- Dandelion Root
- Oregon grape root
- Ginger Root
- Red Clover Blossoms
- Nettles Leaf
- Red Root
I sat next to my bed writing in silence for 6 hours this morning into noon, pausing for breaks of nutrition and self-care. In an endless game of chess I have learned to cast away the entangling thoughts of what I should be doing in these moments. I need time to stop thinking so much and process the data and emotions that enter into my mind.
This afternoon I bathed in magnesium water so hot that my exposed skin broke into a sweat while I felt the increase of circulation. Followed by taking my daily short walk in the sun, saying a brief hello to the few neighbors that crossed my path. I ignore the stares as I walk down the street in a fresh pair of pajamas.
Exhausted I go to lay in bed but I do not want to take the shining sun for granted, as the seasons are changing with autumn on the horizon. I remember to feed my soul with sunshine as I linger in its rays reading Hafiz.
every song the heart should cry with magnificent dignity
to know itself as God:
for all other knowledge will leave us again in want and aching –
only imbibing the glorious Sun
will complete us.
I have come into this world to experience this: men so true to love
they would rather die before speaking an unkind word,
men so true their lives are His covenant –
the promise of hope.
I have come into this world to see this:
the sword drop from men's hands
even at the height of their arc of rage
because we have finally realized
there is just one flesh we can wound.
From 'Love Poems From God' by Daniel Ladinsky
I keep my focus on a balanced state of healing for my body, mind, heart and soul. I ease into a state of grace during these moments of silent solitude, reflecting on the demanding pace of the last month. Regardless of criticism, I choose my list of responsibilities with great care and pay close attention to how I spend my energy.
I do not concern myself with time as I have no anticipated arrival upon a final destination. I do not need all of the answers spoken for me while my head rides among the clouds, where known unknowns are revealed.
The love of the universe soothes the fears of the foggy bottoms like a warm blanket
weighted down by outside forces offering a sheltering refuge. The battle breaking lends a brief moment of calm within the eye of the storm. My head sinks momentarily below the surface where the sound pitch deepens into a parallel world of flowing fluidity.
The drums throbbing from below echo a new battle cry.
A horizon where the sun rises and sets in the space between heaven and hell, as I face the reality that there is no easy way out.
"I tried to control my shaking
With just one sound
I tried to warm the ocean
By writing it down
I tried to tame my nightmare
Line by line"
–Florence and the Machine
I embrace the war of pain as I free myself from the shackles of an imprisoned body and society, where everyday I see blinded legions of people sicken themselves, as they seek a out of it. In these mindless hours I have been hot with many questions, thoughts and ideas. The nagging voice whispering echoes of what I need to get accomplished. I push these thoughts away as today I will let life float on by, this mind and body too tired to swim to the shore. Merrily merrily merrily merrily…life is but a dream.
-The Dream Pablo Picasso "The meaning of life is to find your gift. The purpose of life is to give it away".
Today I have spent several hours doing nothing much at all. I have spent time looking at some art online and scrolling sporadically through social media, spending many hours in mindless thinking.
In silent solitude I seek out the guides to process and make sense of all that has transpired during the last month, as well as the years that have led to this present moment.
I live a very passionate life and the flames that fuel my soul fires rage within me daily. My days spent here will be spent consistently unbinding myself from the worldly laws of a godless humanity, while embracing the laws of the of nature god.
I choose to live hard, full, and free with limitations that anchor me into the flesh of existence. I embrace this resistance as a guide, my compass on this solo journey. We are bound and yet travel alone to the core of our human experience.
I find this to be rapturously glorious as I am bedazzled by a spectrum of emotions in the shadows cast by the sun shining through the storm. There is a home for the sorrow that balances the spaces between the world of darkness and illumination.
I find no need to hear the sounds of man on stereo speakers or monitor screens, these are not moments of monotony. I cannot fathom boredom as there is a world of unknown discovery just beyond the windowpane.
The crickets are creaking in the day with the overcast skies as the breeze wafts about the smoke of sage filling in the air. Purifying the smell of decay from the industrious worlds death and destruction.
The birds sing a few songs here and there, providing cameo performance in the production of the overcast day. Warming my body next to a small heater, I begin rocking softly to and fro with a comfort that feels like floating upon soft swells upon a weightlessness ocean.
I have been on fire and in need of connecting my mind to the natural sounds of silence in disconnected thoughts, a necessary time out from critical thinking.
I reflect on the immense love I experience on this journey with a joy that escapes my mouth as a giggle shared with the Gods of the land, sky, and sea.
In the world floating past I see such beautiful souls upon the lands beyond the breaking waves. The energy from their arms and hands send into the sky a breeze of love that fans my face with a cooling delight.
The light of the energy they shine upon me blazes bright in the sun while I bask in it's glorious light. Stars of every size shine from the eyes of these souls, lighting up the night skies of this journey of solitude. "Ain't life grand", I call out to them?
I find great joy in the unique aloneness of the human experience. Each being a reflection of the jigsaw of the universe, displaying the grandest artscape of a cosmic hyper nova event. The radical shifts manifest a black hole where I dwell in the collapsing space between silence and sound.
The darkness contrasting with the spectrum of colors cast a rainbow onto the grey ceiling of the sky. In the kaleidoscope of confused colors I find a temporary state of simplicity, within the restricted sunlight.
The guidance of the sun balancing the moon that offers luminance to the shadows of the night.
Suspended afloat in an ocean of exhilarating calm, the electrical current below buzzes my eyes open to gaze in a breath of calm.
The above clouds blanketing a new canvas of erased thoughts, while breathing in a fresh start into the Unknown.
Thank You and Healing Vibes to All!!!!


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Our speaker on 22nd November was Paddy Halligan whose subject was "Boom, Bust and Beyond". He gave us a fast-moving account, complete with quotations in convincing American accents, of the background to the USA's economic growth after WW1, the expansion of credit to unsustainable levels and the subsequent collapse in confidence culminating in the Wall Street Crash of 1929. Even now, the dire consequences of this disaster are hard to comprehend. The doctrine of rugged individualism had taken a huge psychological blow. Although President Hoover is commemorated by the dam he authorised to provide employment, he was largely ineffective and not until the Democrat Franklin D. Roosevelt was elected and instituted a programme of reform and recovery (the New Deal), based on the theories of John Maynard Keynes, was any progress made. Even then it was not wholly successful, but he won four successive elections, dying just before WW2 ended in 1945. The entry of the USA into the war boosted employment as factories went flat out to produce equipment for the Allies. Although the facts of the cataclysmic events of 1929 and the subsequent Depression Era are well known, we never seem to learn from history although, so far, more recent crises have not had such devastating effects. Boom and bust seem to be an endemic feature of capitalism for which all the world's economists don't seem to have an answer. Inevitably, mention was made of the policies of the current US President and how they have uncomfortable echoes of past, failed policies. Watch this space! For such a serious subject, this was an entertaining talk and Paddy's whirlwind style certainly kept our attention throughout and gave us plenty of food for thought. We meet at 10:00 every Thursday at The Boathouse, Evesham Rowing Club. Our speaker on 29th November is Dr. Katy Bellamy on "Sleep Perchance to Dream" and on 6th December our member David Senior will be taking us to Laos and Cambodia. Full details can be found on our website www.eveshamprobus.co.uk
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text: Since I don't usually write over the weekends (because most of my waking hours are spent at the book store), this is my last chance to recommend Hanukkah books for this year. It's a Miracle! A Hanukkah Storybook by Stephanie Spinner and illustrated by Jill McElmurry (Aladdin, $6.99) has a dual function: it tells a story of a boy who is becoming an adult and also demonstrates the importance of passing down the family stories. Owen has finally achieved the designation "Official Candle Lighter" of his family's Menorah. In his honor, every night, his cowboy-boot wearing grandmother tells Owen the story of a miracle: a girl who wanted to be a rabbi, a man who asked for prayers from his Jewish community when his wife was sick, a boy who had the power to make everyone laugh, a girl who desperately wanted a horse. Each story demonstrates how people can overcome obstacles. The stories seem vaguely familiar to Owen and as he sits around the table with his extended family on the final night he sees each of them in a whole new light. The stories are meaningful, but brief. There are two, however, that seem a little out of sync with the rest: a boy who wanted to act like a baby, and an alien who comes to town. Surely meant to inject a bit of humor, these two stories fail to add anything substantial to an otherwise engaging book. A book that will hopefully inspire other parents to tell stories about their own family's miracles.


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On a campus filled with thousands of people, self-expression is important. One way that Cal Poly Pomona students express individuality is through clothing.
CPP has an Instagram account run by students dedicated to showcasing the unique style of students.
The account is known as cppfashion and is updated daily.
There are candid photos of the stylish outfits of students on campus, while other posts are of individual students posing for the photographer.
Posts usually include a full body shot of the outfit and are followed by close-ups of unique pieces incorporated into the outfit.
Dominique Smith, a second-year communication student, is the manager and creative director of the account.
Her job is to oversee everything about the account.
This entails coming up with posting strategies, deciding what image the account should have, deciding how to best reach the target audience of college students and planning future goals.
The fashion account goes as far back as 2013.
The account was started by an engineer alumnus, who loved photography and was interested in fashion.
He noticed that although many students come to class in sweatpants and flip flops, there are those who make the effort to take their look a step further and provide an insight to their style, even during an 8 a.m. class.
Today, Smith runs the account with help from a few other content creators.
"There's no guideline regarding the kind of fashion we feature. We don't do strictly high fashion or anything like that. If we like the vibe of the look or something that catches your eye," said Smith.
The photos on the account are very diverse. One post has a unique men's hairstyle, while another is a candid of a student with a cheeseburger backpack.
"The past photographer took photos of people who would make you turn your head. Looks that just impress others. I personally look at some outfits and go 'wow.' I think that needs to be recognized. It makes them feel good and gets more students to see that and gain inspiration."
Meri Krier, a second-year communication student who is minoring in apparel merchandising is also an important member of the fashion account team.
Krier is the account's media content creator.
Her job is to post Instagram Stories on Mondays and Fridays that consist of "holy grails," which are posts featuring different vintage shops and thrift stores that have stylish clothing at affordable prices.
When Kier is choosing what stores to feature on her stories, price and location are the main aspects she thinks about.
Most stores mentioned are in the Pomona area and are, most importantly, fairly priced.
"We're all college students who might not be able to afford Urban Outfitters or Lululemon, especially if we're just looking for a school outfit. Vintage clothing is in right now, and a lot of people like that old-y style of clothes, especially me," Krier said.
Krier thinks it's important for fashion-loving CPP students to have an account like this in the palm of their hands.
"When I see someone wearing a cute outfit, it definitely makes me pull inspiration from it, so it's good we can post about it for others to be inspired as well."
The Instagram page is also a place for inclusivity and expression.
"We've all been there, [at a place] where we wear something new and weird. The account is great because you won't feel like the only one," Krier said.
Lareen El Rifaei, a fourth-year marketing student who was featured on the Instagram page, said, "From following the CPP fashion page, I see different styles that I have never seen before. It shows me what a lot of people are wearing and what styles are in."
El Rifaei, who lived in Dubai, United Arab Emirates, for eight years, says she was raised in an area where everyone dressed nice no matter where they were going.
"Here, people tell me I'm dressed up at school, but it's just the way I dress. In Dubai you dress up to fit in, not to stand out," El Rifaei said.
From dressy to casual, the CPP fashion Instagram page is a place where students' unique styles and personalities are illustrated through the clothes they wear.
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