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We dig out an interview from Jordan Henderson's loan spell which highlights the mentality which has put him on the plane to Brazil
It's been five years since England midfielder Jordan Henderson pulled on a Coventry City jersey.
Arriving on loan from Sunderland as a fresh-faced 18-year-old in January 2009 he was very much an unknown quantity among the stands, hoping to make an impression.
That he did. And to those who saw him play for City, even for a short time, his rise from young hopeful to a key component in the nation's hopes for World Cup success will probably come as little surprise.
Henderson was this week named in England manager Roy Hodgson's 23-man squad for the upcoming 2014 World Cup in Brazil.
His form for a Liverpool side that came within a whisker of their first top flight league title in 24 years no doubt played a huge role in Hodgson's decision to give him a seat on the plane.
But where did it all start for Henderson? Prior to his arrival at City, he had made two appearances for the Black Cats but he went back to play more than 80 times in the Premier League for his boyhood club over the next two campaigns.
A big-money move to Liverpool followed and the rest, they say, is history.
Going through our archives, it was pretty clear early on that the Sky Blues had, even if only for a short time, a player who was determined to make it at the top level.
Read some excerpts below from an 18-year-old Jordan Henderson who spoke to our official club matchday programme and did not waste any time in underlining what he hoped to achieve...
"In the past, when you are young, you are told to play good football and the result is not all-important. I think winning is just inside you.
"(Sunderland manager) Roy Keane took a really close eye on that. In training, he would look at which teams were winning, which players were winning and that's all he cared about.
"Whether it was table tennis, golf or tennis, he just wanted to win!
"A lot of sports people are like that. I just hate being beaten at anything. I can't take it. It's not very often that it happens though!"
Henderson's spell at City was the first time that he had lived away from home and, while he admitted missing his day-to-day life with family and friends, he said making the most of his time with the Sky Blues was uppermost in his mind.
He said: "You have to adapt when you are on loan. It doesn't matter how long you are going to be here. I am here to work hard and do my best for Coventry.
"There's a couple of ways to get a chance in the first team at your own club. You can play well week-in, week-out for the reserves and your chance might come or you can go on loan into the Championship or League One and get a few first team games under your belt there.
"Once you've got that bit more experience you might get your chance in the Premier League.
"Football is my life – it has been since I was a little boy. It's all I've ever wanted to do so I am prepared to give up everything I've got to become a footballer – whether that's leaving home or leaving my friends. My number one priority is football.
"I've dreamt of this since I can remember and I have never wanted to do anything else."
We just want to wish Jordan, his England teammates and manager Roy Hodgson the very best of luck for their trip to Brazil!


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A serial killer has been killing beautiful women in New York, and the new owner of a media company offers a high ranking job to the first journalist who can get the earliest scoop on the case.
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Hello i am having a cooking event with a friend and we agreed to challange ourselves and cook a heritage menue - mine is canadian - but i grew up in Germany... i have a few canadian recipes but not sure what to do... My friend is french and he also grew...Read more
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text: Singer Earnest Pugh got his start performing with the gospel group O'landa Draper & the Associates, but interrupted his career to serve with the United States Army. After being discharged, the Memphis, Tennessee-native returned to the stage as a solo act, and released his first album, Earnest Pugh Live: A Worshipper's Perspective, in 2006. His 2009 project, Live: Rain on Us, featured the #1 single "Rain on Us," which was on the Gospel Songs chart for 50 weeks. His five-octave vocal range sent his 2011 album, Earnestly Yours, soaring to #1 on Billboard's Gospel Albums chart.


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Soul Crawler Add-on
Soul Crawler Add-on is modification for Minecraft PE, which adds new boss into your game. He will be very easy to find in your world, but I recommend good prepare before battle with him. At first, he is very health, at second, he is really power and strong.
developers: TheEnderface, Twitter Account
What the boss it is?
Soul Crawler will be replaced by mob Creeper, but Sould Crawler will not explode as creeper does. New boss will fight absolutely another way as creeper.
On the screenshot below you could see how he looks like when he is angry.
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Styling Canopy Bed
Generally, some may feel that canopy beds tend to have feminine details. While this may be true, there are a few things that can be done to give your canopy bed a contemporary, metropolitan chic look that appeals to both men and women. First of all, go for a canopy style that doesn't include any s-curve or curvilinear details; minimal styling and geometric inspired design will give your canopy bed a modern appeal that suits well in just about any bedroom.
If you'd like to add some stylistic flair to your canopy bed, light fabric or curtains can be added and tied off to the posts for a much more dimensional appearance. These fanciful draperies can also serve a functional purpose for privacy and colder nights as they help keep warm air confined to the interior of the canopy when drawn. In addition, if you live in a humid region prone to mosquitoes and other pesky insects that fly about, curtains or even mosquito netting will keep them from flying in while you sleep.
Overall, canopy beds are designed to bring an antique, historical feel paired with contemporary designs into your bedroom. Truly a wonderful bedroom centerpiece that will add a new level of dimension and style to your boudoir, one must remember that like sleigh beds, the architecture of canopy beds are larger than the conventional platform bed. Keep in mind the size of your bedroom; a canopy bed may dwarf your bedroom because it takes up more vertical space. Most importantly, choose a canopy bed that reflects your personality and personal style.
Home Office Furniture
As home office is getting more and more popular, it is important that you furniture and setup your home office in a manner that is conducive and productive for you to work in.
First of all, identify a location within your home where you can work conductively without any noise or distraction. Is there a spare room in the house or is there any place where you can create a space to work in? Make sure that there is sufficient lighting during the day time.
Once you have chosen that area, consider doing up wall shelves to put your stationery and office document to save space on the table. As table space is usually small, consider buying a 'miniature' desktop computer / laptop to put on the table. More spaces can be created by attaching the house phone to the wall as well.
If there are clients coming to your place, you might want to add in a sofa at a corner and a few magazine racks for them to browse through the magazine while they are waiting. To give your home office a 'more professional' look, you might want to get creative and decorate the wall with nice paintings or paint the wall with a nice color. Try adding some greenery such as potted plant or flowers as well. By taking the effort to spruce up your office, you can enhance a more professional company image when client steps into your office.
As you can see, the expenses really do add up when you spruce up your home office image. One cost saving idea is to buy used office furniture. Check out places like the classified section in your newspaper, flea market or bankruptcy sales as you can get great bargain for your office furniture.
Dining Room Furniture
Dining tables come in all shapes, round, oval, rectangular, fluted, trestle, single or double pedestal, with tabletops from wood, marble or glass. Dining room furniture come in different styles, from rustic, modern, country, traditional to contemporary. China cabinets, hutches, barstools, curio cabinets, buffets, and sideboards are also important pieces of dining room furniture.
Now, let's take a look at a short list of dining room furniture terms you may not understand.
- Bar Stool – A narrow and high stool with a foot rest, designed for seating in a bar.
- Buffet – Sideboard used to offer dishes of meal to guests.
- Cabinet – A box-shaped piece of furniture typically made of wood, used for storage.
- Contemporary – This furniture style combines the latest trends in home fashions with furniture styles of the recent past.
- Country – A casual furniture style, often featuring nature and nostalgic motifs.
- Cupboard – A type of cabinet made of wood, used to store household objects.
- Curio – A glass display cabinet with a wood or metal framework.
- Hutch – A set of shelves or cabinets placed on top of a lower unit with a counter and drawers.
- Rattan – Species of palms native to tropical regions, used for making furniture.
- Rustic – This furniture style includes the southwestern and colonial mexican design, and the looks of the adirondacks and the northwest.
- Sideboard – A set of cabinets or cupboards and drawers used for serving food and displaying serving dishes.
- Traditional – This furniture style includes original antique pieces and quality reproductions of antiques.
Choosing Log Furniture
Size is Everything
Homes that feature large logs, spacious ceilings or are roomy in general require a different flavor of rustic furniture than their more conventional counterparts. If large logs make up the walls of your room, or you have a fireplace made from monster rocks from Montana, you'll need a massive log look for your furniture as well. Otherwise, your log furniture will seem dwarfed and insignificant.
Even if the home for your log furniture is a cabin with 8-inch logs, a few large pieces of furniture will look better than many small ones. Larger furniture makes a room feel full without being cluttered.
If your bedroom has a high cathedral ceiling, a log canopy bed can help fill out the dimensions. There is also much you can do with artwork and lighting to make the best use of your space.
Types of wood
A variety of wood types are used to create rustic furniture. Following is an overview of several which are available on our website:
Steam-bent Hickory
Hickory is a very durable, flexible wood. Many a child has climbed to the top of a green hickory sapling to ride it down as it yields to the weight without breaking. When heated with steam for a period of time, Hickory poles can easily be formed into various unique pieces of furniture. The steamed poles are placed in a jig and left to dry. They will become very rigid and retain this shape when dry.
Steam-bent hickory is strong enough to be used for tools such as hammers and axes, and unpeeled hickory accounts for one of the best-selling lines of log furniture. The Amish use steam-bent hickory to make dining room chairs, as the legs for dining room tables, coffee tables, and rockers.
Northern White Cedar
Northern White Cedar grows in Northern Michigan and Canada. It withstands the abuse of seasonal elements without breaking down or rotting like other woods. It is a beautiful light tan color when freshly milled.
It turns silvery-gray with age, but can be treated with a good quality finish to help retain its color. You will notice cracks- some small and some larger in your rustic furniture. This occurs naturally in the drying process and adds to the rustic look of our products. These cracks do not diminish the function or design of our furniture. They are not a manufacturing defect, just a natural part of seasoning, enhancing the beauty of the wood.
Red Cedar
The most surprising thing about Red Cedar (also know as Aromatic Cedar) is that it is not a member of the cedar family at all, instead belonging to the juniper family. Everyone knows the deep aromatic smell of the red cedar. The wood is heavy, and naturally insect and rot resistant.
Clothes stored in a chest made of red cedar will be protected from moths. Red cedar has tight knots that add character and beauty. It is sometimes purple, but most often a brownish red that will in time become browner even when preserved. Furniture built with red cedar will last a long time and can definitely be handed down from generation to generation.
Bar and Wine Cabinets
Far from being just ornamental furnishings, bar and wine cabinets are very practical when it comes to entertaining a large group of friends. No more would you have to serve drinks from a counter top or have to weave your way in and out of guests to get more glasses out of the kitchen cupboards. With bar and wine cabinets, everything is conveniently and beautifully organized right at your fingertips.
And bar wine and cabinets add a sense of sophistication and style that cannot be accomplished by other types of furnishings. Whether your home's décor is formal, country or modern, there is a wine or bar cabinet that will perfectly complement your individual space, personality and sense of style.
Take for instance the Bealle Steet Oval bar and wine cabinet by Powell. This wine cabinet is breathtaking and is vintage-inspired with sophisticated, tropical Dutch West Indies detailing framed in woven rattan with faux leather accents crafted in select hardwoods covered a lightly distressed two tone "Bahama" finish. This luxurious wine cabinet features includes storage for 12 bottles, 2 drawers, 2 doors, 2 adjustable shelves and 4 unique rattan galleried storage shelves on either end.
If you want a lot of style from a bar cabinet but do not have a great deal of space to devote to one, perhaps the Mardi Gras bar and wine cabinet would be perfect for our space. This beverage cabinet is both elegant and functional and features beautiful hand painting over Black Analine finish. The top flips open and slides to a center position for twice the serving surface. Doors with Antique Pewter handles open to reveal enough storage space for up to 22 bottles and 14 glasses. This bar and wine cabinet also features drawers for added storage and keeps everything snugly nestled inside when not in use.
If you prefer something a little more casual, maybe you would enjoy the multi-functional Casual Bar Cabinet with Marble Top. This cabinet doubles as a kitchen cart and features a medium distressed oak finish with a green marble surface, two towel racks, a center drawer, a 4-bottle wine rack and two shelves for accessories or cookbooks.
Teak Furniture is Better Choice
This luxuriant hardwood has abilities to withstand the rigors of adverse climates. It is resistant to water, weather and warping, allowing it to withstand season after season of use. Because of its rich quality and ability to weather attractively, teak furniture is not only a sound investment; it is a symbol of luxury and affluence.
There are several leading furniture manufacturers known for exceptional craftsmanship of this furniture. One of the largest and most renowned is Kingsley-Bate. Kingsley-Bate was the first American company to use Javanese in the manufacture of its furniture. They, like many of their industry counterparts, use precise mortise and tenon joinery in the construction of their teak furniture. The quality material and sheer craftsmanship, provides customers with teak furniture of exceptional style and durability.
Teak furniture is offered in a wide variety of classic pieces as well as custom designs by skilled wood carvers. You can enjoy a teak bench with a carved hummingbird motif or a teak bench that has a simple but elegant design. Whatever you are looking for, a teak Adirondack chair, teak bench, teak chair or teak table, you will not be disappointed.
Over time, teak will age to a soft gray patina color. The original color of your teak furniture may be maintained with a seasonal application of a teak oil or teak protector.
Small cracks may appear on the surface of the wood over time. This is a natural part of the aging process and in no way harms the integrity of your teak furniture. Outside of cleaning with soap and water as needed, teak is virtually low maintenance.
Furniture Bench
Going back to the kid's room, if you have a little girl then you could choose from a lovely white furniture bench with claw feet, beautiful molding, a crown designed top, and sloped skirt. With a pink or purple cushion seat on top, your little girl would love having this bench to call her own. Perhaps she would want something with a little more character such as the "Dora the Explorer" furniture bench. With this, there is a colorful painted scene that brings life to your child's room, allowing her imagination to run free.
For a little boy's room, you will find a number of creative furniture benches that are replicas of ambulances, fire trucks, race cars, and more. These come in a number of wood choices and are wonderfully handcrafted with colorful detailing. Most of these benches have a closing lid, great for keeping the room organized and neat. In addition, a furniture bench that looks just like daddy's workbench is a perfect choice. You will find these with actual attached bags that hold toy tools!
For the adults, you have a huge selection of styles and uses. For instance, you could choose a beautiful furniture bench to keep by the back door that would hold all the dog's supplies. These come in a number of sizes but a popular choice is one that measures 40 x 14 x 17.75 inches. Some of these include drawers that are great for brushes, nail clippers, leashes, and so on. Again, many of these have a cushioned seat, providing a place to sit while getting Fido ready for his walk.
Placing a bench at the foot of the bed for added storage is also something seen in many bedrooms. Because these are available is so many styles, you can find a bench that fits in perfectly with any décor. Many times, these benches will be made from oak or mahogany and may or may not be adorned with brass accents. Again, this type of furniture bench also has storage where extra throws, sheets, pillows, or blankets can be stored.
If you want just a simple bench for the telephone or display of fresh flowers, these too are available. The nice thing about this type of bench is that they are small so they fit well in any home and prices at around $30, anyone can afford one. The bottom line is to determine the best room and how a bench can provide you with additional seating, storage, and room appeal.
About Baby Nursery Furniture
Finding the right nursery furniture will be fun and exciting. You just need to know how to shop for furniture that will be right for you. When looking for a crib, you will want one that you will be able to place a sleeping baby in without needing to hassle with the sides of the crib. You will want a firm mattress and adjustable mattress heights for when your baby gets older and may try to crawl out of the crib. Look for durability. How easy does the crib shake? You want your crib to last at least until your new little one is ready for a toddler bed. As he gets older he will stand and shaking the crib and trying his best to learn to climb out of it.
You may decide on a 3 n 1 crib for your nursery furniture choice. These are very unique cribs that can be converted from a crib into a toddler bed and then into a day bed or full size bed. These cribs are designed to last. Conversion is usually pretty simple and the hardware and all needed parts are included for each bed when you purchase the crib.
The changing table is one furniture item you are sure to enjoy in the line of nursery furniture. It is great to place your infant on a comfortable table with all the necessary items close at hand. Most changing tables have shelves under where you can keep everything you need for changing your little one. I prefer stationary changing tables, not one with wheels unless you can lock them in place.
You will be able to find matching dressers or chests in the nursery furniture line for holding all the new baby clothing that you received during your baby shower. The chest should have enough drawers for fitting all the babies clothing and accessories nicely. Check for easy glide and for durability. Baby clothing can usually snare very easily and if the drawers inside are rough you can snag the outfit causing them to look tattered.
Adirondack Chair
He completed his prototype, asking family and friends for their honest opinion. Although the design looked anything but comfortable, the consensus was that this chair was actually very comfortable. Today, the Adirondack chair is still one of the number one choices, often associated with beachfront property, seating around a swimming pool, or sprawling lawns. Regardless of where you place your Adirondack chair, you will not be disappointed with your choice.
While the Adirondack chair offers many wonderful qualities, the slated boards and big, wide armrest are what most people think of first. Take the armrest for example, which is especially nice with its wide, angled design. With this, you can easily set down a cup of coffee or glass of ice tea while sitting back to relax on a cool Sunday morning or hot Saturday afternoon. Because of the unique design, Thomas was able to secure a patent in 1904. For the next two decades, several variations of the Adirondack chair were created based on the original design.
Probably the greatest aspect of the Adirondack chair is that again, it is extremely comfortable. In addition, considering the high quality of the design and the overall efficiency, this chair is also very affordable. Typically, adirondack chairs are made from natural wood and then painted white. However, today you find many more exciting colors, perfect for enhancing any yard or home. Although the basic Adirondack chair is a favorite, you might also consider the Adirondack lounge chair, which reclines or perhaps a double Adirondack chair for cuddling.
If you enjoy spending time outdoors or indoors, the last thing you want is a hard, uncomfortable chair. However, with the Adirondack chair, you know with all certainly that you are getting the very best. Completely handcrafted, you will enjoy the country, nautical look. Keep in mind that the Adirondack chair looks great anywhere, adding a nice touch of class. The curved back and seat are truly amazing with a design that literally wraps around the body. No other chair can match the style and innovation found with the Adirondack chair. Best of all, when cared for properly, the Adirondack chair will last years and years.
Buying Furniture Online
Read the About Us Page
Start your examination by perusing the organisation's about page. The better online retailers give insights about their organisations, including history and data about their client administration and fulfilment ensures. The website about page ought to likewise incorporate a telephone number or address. Respectable organisations dependably give approaches to organisations to get in touch with them disconnected.
Search For Store Reviews
A few sites enable clients to post surveys for Internet retailers. While you can chalk maybe a couple of awful studies up to one of a kind terrible encounters, a few appalling audits or a low positioning may show issues with the organisation.
Discover A Store That Matches Your Style
Some online retailers, similar to Amazon, offer numerous items from various traders that cover the full range of finishing styles. In any case, most online stores convey things that mirror the site's responsibility regarding a specific manner.
For instance, a few stores represent considerable authority in current, green-accommodating furniture. These stores convey sleeker furniture with insignificant plan components and contemporary looking home stylistic theme pieces. Different stores carry more conventional or exemplary parts and have item contributions that talk more to the purchaser with a familiar feeling of style.
Take A Gander At The Photos
Numerous online stores post different photographs of furniture, and you should look painstakingly through every one. Regularly, the store displays a picture of the outfitting in a designed room that complements the furniture. The site at that point offers connects to side edges, and to add photos with no props used to influence the furniture to look all the more engaging.
Read The Description
I'm blameworthy of merely examining the depictions, yet don't commit my error; read portrayals entirely on the off chance that you need to purchase. Remember that furniture organisations pick their wording deliberately. For instance, facade or composite woods originate from a wood mash or manufactured material, and furniture produced using these materials will be brought down quality than decorations made with durable wood.


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Personal Branding
Today, checking who is following me on Twitter, I encountered Ross Joyner (yourbrandcoach). I loved his little description of what he does: "I am a Personal Branding Coach for all of you who didn't realize you were being BRANDED everyday with every word that you communicate on the web".
Ross, I really think you have something interesting going there. As individuals, we want to build a perception of ourselves among family, friends, colleagues and now…total strangers.
We dress in a certain way, talk keeping a consistent tone and form of expression, and live and buy stuff to project that specific image of who we are. (Tell me what you drive and I'll tell you who you are). Now we are placing words out there in cyberspace, so thoughtlessly, without realizing that each word counts… and how!
Remember? Everything a company does and says builds on what it is.This Branding thesis could not be better applied than to our Facebook or LinkedIn profile, or when we tweet away as we impatiently stand in line at the bank.
So, teenagers, watch out because stalking moms are reading. Senior Management, beware of what your peers think; Public figures make sure your escapades stay out of the social networking arena, and all of you reading keep in mind that everything you say and post will build on who you are.
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There is no better excuse than change of season to get new uniforms. So that's what I did! The Meals on Heels uniform has had a floral taste, designed to be cooler and a little sexier. But you be the judge!
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First, a list of the prediction methods considered:
1. Homegrown method 1: In this method, we consider three parameters: home advantage, total form and recent form (three matches). Whichever team comes out on top on the cumulative score based on these three factors is designated the winner (no draws in this method).
2. Homegrown method 2: This method uses historical (this season only) values for fractions of home wins, draws and away wins; generates a random number between 0.0 and 1.0, and chooses one option based on where the number falls in the spectrum (length of each segment in the spectrum (HW, DR, AW) determined by the historical averages).
3. Random: Generate a random number between 0.0 and 1.0. If this is <= 0.33, it's a home team win; if it's between 0.33 and 0.66, it's a draw; otherwise it's an away team win.
4. Linear (GLM): The generalized linear model with least squares regression.
5. KNN: The K Nearest Neighbours method. There are two variations to this -- one where we simply consider the three classes as home win, draw, and away win; the other where we convert the three classes to real numbers. We also vary the number of neighbours considered from one to three.
Some general notes about the exercise:
1. We use data from match-week 10 to match-week 21 (inclusive) as training data for GLM and KNN
2. Predictions are for match-week 22 onwards
3. All match-weeks do not have the same number of games for various reasons (scheduling, snow, etc.)
4. These are the predictors used:
- Home record of home team
- Away record of away team
- Total record of home team
- Total record of away team
- Most recent (three matches) record of home team
- Most recent (three matches) record of away team
- Goal difference of home team
- Goal difference of away team
- Rank in points table of home team
- Rank in points table of away team
Here are the results of the prediction, first in table format, followed by graphs (click to enlarge):
As I mentioned earlier, pretty 'meh' results. Maybe the brute force method to identify the best parameters will yield something better. This method basically considers all the combinations of parameters from the above ten, and computes the average accuracy of prediction -- for the same training data and the same prediction period -- for all of them, and picks the combination (there are actually two combinations, one for GLM and one for KNN) with the highest value. But I'm not holding my breath.
Update: The brute force number crunching is finally done and the results are in. KNN (n=3) with classes, with


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Blue cheese mushroom risotto with 'leftover' elk meatloaf is a simple way to turn last night's dinner into something new and amazing for dinner tonight. If you don't have elk, try this recipe with ground hamburger or even as a side dish without the meat… you'll be impressed.
- 1 cup Orzo pasta
- 14.5 oz chicken broth
- 2 tablespoons butter
- 1 cup sliced mushrooms
- ½ cup blue cheese
- Left over elk meatloaf
- In a medium size pan melt 2 tablespoons butter on medium-high heat. Add orzo pasta to butter and brown lightly. Once pasta has browned (not burned) add chicken broth and bring to a boil.
- Cover and cook on low heat for 15 minutes.
- During the last 5 minutes of cooking add sliced mushrooms, blue cheese and chopped meatloaf to pasta. Cover and continue to cook on low heat until warm.
Elk Meatloaf Recipe
- 1 1/2 pounds ground Elk
- 1 cup seasoned croutons crushed
- ½ cup chopped onion
- 2 tablespoons creamy horseradish
- 1 egg
- 1 teaspoon garlic powder
- Salt and pepper
- In a large bowl combine ground elk, crushed croutons, onion, horseradish and seasonings. Form into a loaf and place into a baking dish.
- Cover with tinfoil and bake at 375 degrees for 40-45 minutes. Remove tin foil and continue cooking for approximately 10 minutes or until your meat is thoroughly cooked. Remove from oven and let rest.


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Lawyers representing former Enron employees went into federal district court in Houston today to ask a judge to prevent further shredding of the papers and records of the company's three top officials, including chairman Ken Lay. Kenneth Marks, attorney for Enron, said at today's hearing that last night the company discovered a wastepaper basket full of shredded documents. He said he immediately called the FBI. The judge took the matter under advisement.
Earlier today, FBI agents and prosecutors entered the Enron headquarters building as part of their investigation into allegations of shredding. Certain papers relating to the company's partnerships were destroyed, according to employees. Public Citizen, the Washington watchdog group, has charged the company was hiding off-the-books financing in offshore bank accounts, some of them possibly in the Cayman Islands, which are not subject to rigorous reporting requirements. When shredding charges were first aired Monday night by an employee and lawyers suing Enron, the company immediately took steps to preserve "the integrity of the site," Enron spokesman Mark Palmer told the Associated Press.
Meanwhile, official Washington was trying to piece together the origins of the Enron scandal. Enron was unlike other companies in the electric utilities field because it sold electricity as if it were a commodity the same way pork bellies are traded in an agricultural futures market. Though the company gave generously to President Bush's campaign and has close to ties to the administration, its rise to power can be traced to the last Democratic White House.
On Monday, Tyson Slocum, the Public Citizen researcher who has tracked Enron, said at a press conference that in January 1997, Enron won a key ruling before the Securities and Exchange Commission to exempt power marketers like itself from the commission's jurisdiction. "As a result, power marketers like Enron were free to command significant market share in deregulated markets,"said Slocum. "That would place at least part of the onus on the Clinton administration."
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A Season Of Dragons
By the time Seiji gathered his wits and his strength enough to do something . . anything . . . it was too late. Everything that was going to happen had happened and he could only hope that Ryo had survived it relatively intact. The fact that Ryo was still up and running in the damned white armor was very apparent from the strain Seiji felt in the stream of his own mystical power. Most of Halo's vitality had been neatly diverted, a sentient energy feed for Ryo to use as he wished. In whatever damn stupid, foolhardy venture he cared to jump head first into. But he supposed the important thing was that Ryo had survived it. Little enough surprise when you got right down to it, Ryo's luck running towards the impossible. What he was doing now, was anyone's guess though, still armored up, but not exerting the amount of energy it took to battle the sorts of things Ryo felt the need to summon the white armor for.
All it all, it meant Seiji could function almost normally again, though at a lower level than when Ryo wasn't wearing the white armor. It also probably meant that running off to the mountains was probably a waste of time, the battle being over and Ryo being alive a good indication that Ryo had come out on the winning side and was most likely on his way back here.
"What do we do?" Kento wanted to know, one armored hand on the wall as his own strength slowly returned.
"Go back." Seiji said, not feeling quite so decisive as he managed to sound. Which meant back tracking through the fortress, which was blessedly ne'gal free, all the reptiles most likely out on the wall or round abouts facing down the threatening ne'gal force in the pass.
In the narrow tunnels leading to the great hollow wall, they did run into a crowd. A human crowd . . . or a hun'ra one at any rate. A great flock of them crammed together and frightened, being herded down the tunnel by a hissing ne'gal guardsman.
"Hey. Hey!! What's this all about?" Kento bellowed, shouldering his way into the flow of people, targeting the ne'gal with a threatening glare. The ne'gal glared back, clutching its long weapon and Kento clutched his right back, having been deprived on one fight and not backing down from the possibility of another. But fighting here, in such close quarters with unarmed, unarmored hun'ra all around would be disastrous. More innocent would die than guilty.
"Kento!" Before Seiji could step in with the voice of reason, a shrill female voice rose above the clamor and a shapely female form weeded its way through the press of bodies, making a bee line for Kento. Kento's archeologist from the red hair and the tattered khakis. Her cheeks were as red as her hair from excitement or fear or both.
"Oh, God, I'm so glad to see you." She clutched at Kento's armor and Seiji would have bet good money that Kento's face turned a matching shade of red under his helm. His chest certainly swelled a bit, reflex action to the gushing attention of a female of the species.
"Are you okay, Karen?" Kento laid a hand carefully on her shoulder. "What's going on?"
"They're making us leave." She cried. "They just came and started gathering everyone together and told us they were letting us through the pass. And I'd just started to make sense of the ne'gal culture."
Seiji met Kento's eyes over the woman's head. Then glanced at the scowling ne'gal. "Which side of the pass are they being let go on?"
"The hun'ra side." The ne'gal hissed at him.
"Your Kan'tara demanded it."
His kan'tara . . .? And Sarag'sa had granted it? Ryo must have made one incredible impression with his white armor and his stunt with the firedrake. And as much as he wanted to rush out and see for himself, there was a tunnel full of frightened, helpless people here, at the mercy of the ne'gal and whatever vengeful spite the ne'gal might feel after having their hand forced.
"Move on. Move on!" Ne'gal hissed urging the hun'ra closest to it to start walking again with a motion of it's spear. The hun'ra cringed, crowding against the mulling people before them.
"Come on," Kento yelled, obviously thinking along the same lines as Seiji. "The sooner we're out of here and on the other side of this pass the better. We'll go with you. We'll protect you." He cast a questioning glance back at Seiji, eyes almost pleading under his helm, as if he wasn't certain Seiji would go along with the plan. Seiji nodded once and Kento's mouth twisted in a grin of relief, before he got swallowed by the press of moving people and the shadow of the tunnel. Seiji held out an arm to stop the spear wielding ne'gal and stared up levelly at the tall reptilian guard when he shuffled to an impatient stop.
"Goad them with that weapon again," Seiji promised softly. "And I'll make you eat it."
There must have been something in his eyes that made the ne'gal hesitate, or maybe it was just the recent show Ryo had put on that made the thing wary of humans in mystical armor, but its scales twitched and darkened in stress and it nodded once, short and quick and was there after more gentle in its urging.
Seiji trailed along at the back of the group, wary of more ne'gal closing ranks from the rear, but only another single guard showed up and he and the other ne'gal exchanged no secret signal for attack. If there were more ne'gal leading the way, Seiji hadn't been able to see them through the press of hun'ra and the darkness of a narrow passage. He hoped Kento had managed to separate himself from the woman and worked his way to the fore, in case danger waited there. The closeness and the dark of the tunnel made Seiji anxious. Small, dark places worked on his nerves. There were only sporadic torches in niches along the wall and their flickering light cast demonic shadows on the uneven walls.
It occurred to him after some time of walking that they had long since covered the distance that it would have taken to reach the gate at the great wall.
"This is not the way to the pass." He held a hand out to catch at one of the ne'gal. The creature shrugged him off, hissing.
"Of course not, shak'natari ka'rath. Do you think the gates of the pass will be weakened with an army on the other side. There is more than one way to the mountains of the east."
Arguing the point when Seiji had no idea whether it was valid seemed a waste of time and breath. Seiji itched to draw his sword and simply hold it, but there was little enough room already and his blade was no small thing. It was the darkness and the knowledge that they were not traveling towards a nearby gate, but deeper into the mountain's belly towards some distant exit on the other side.
A tiny hand nudged at his armor. Almost he didn't feel it at all, it was so hesitant, but he sensed the closeness of someone within his personal space and glanced down, surprised to find a child had fallen back and walked close to his leg. She looked up, large eyed and frightened, her small brown hand clutching at the edge of his armor. He was not good with children. He was terrible at speaking comforting nonsense words or having the patience to deal with endless questions. She made him as nervous, staring up at him expectantly as the ne'gal did with their towering bodies and menacing weapons.
"Is Ryo coming?" she asked of him, before he could shoo her back to the hun'ra. She caught him off his guard with that question and he blinked down at her. Her accent was not that of the hun'ra - - more modern than that by a long shot. Was this the girl that had been captured before Ryo's eyes then, on the island? The one he had been so upset over? Very likely.
"He's coming." Seiji said.
"He promised he'd take me home." She said in a very small voice. Desolate and afraid and alone here. Maybe alone if she got home, if her family had fallen victim to the ne'gal attack. He crouched down, looking into her liquid eyes. "If Ryo said so, then he'll see you home. He doesn't break his promises. Ever."
Somberly, she nodded, accepting his word. He looked around for a hun'ra woman to look after her. One of them at the rear took pity . . . on him or the girl . . . and sweep the little thing up, giving him a grateful look he wasn't sure he deserved. The girl stared at him over the woman's shoulder, with eyes older than anyone her age deserved to have.
Sarag'sa's ne'gal were not about to open the gates while his brother's army was twitching in the pass just outside it, which meant anyone down in that pass had to make their way up to the top of the wall on their on. Sarag'sa seemed to be one of the few ne'gal with wings that didn't have the mass of body weight that prevented him from a straight take off from solid ground. Most of them needed height to drop off of for the wind to catch under their wings and keep them aloft. They also weren't long distance fliers, Ryo had discovered, along the way here from the ne'gal camp where they had freed the prisoners. It took work and effort for them to stay in the air and they tired quickly. But not quickly enough not to do damage while they were aloft. They had climbed laboriously to the heights the cliffs provided and swept down when the attack had started - - so Rowan said. But they were downed now and not going anywhere quickly save back down the pass the way they had come. They wanted to retreat that way, it was clear. Wanted it badly when Sarag'sa proved his superiority over them and snatched up the severed firedrake head, lifting off the ground with a bunching of legs and a powerful flapping of wings to jam the head onto several of the spikes protruding from under the lower battlement for all to get a really good look at.
"Give a good glare, Ryo." Rowan suggested, Rowan's hand surreptitiously hovering at his elbow as if he were afraid Ryo would topple over and embarrass them. Obediently, Ryo scanned the ranks of the enemy. Ne'gal of all different sizes and shapes, the ones to the forefront the big, lumbering wingless sort, while the lighter flyers gathered at the back, their wings protruding above their heads like sails in a crowded port. A great deal of them were staring at him like he was something Sarag'sa had conjured out of the depths of hell to devour them. They most certainly weren't used to their hun'ra fighting back. They didn't know what to make of the fact that the hun'ra had acquired a protector that could take out their biggest, baddest beast. Ryo hoped the memory stuck long and well, because it was going to be a while before he was up to doing it again. If he could. A great deal of that fight had been seat of the pants and balanced on the thin edge of luck.
"We've gotta go up." Rowan said softly, worried about appearances. "You need me and Sai to help you?"
"No. I got it."
Rowan sighed, relieved. "You two go first. I'll stay and cover just in case." Rowan nodded at Sai, urging him to get a move on. Sai pulled at Ryo's arm and Ryo took a deep breath, forcing leaden limbs to move. If Sarag'sa could get off the ground with that damned big dragon head in tow, Ryo could damned well bound up the canyon side and the wall to reach the top. Just thinking about Sarag'sa got his anger simmering a little again and lent a little more energy to his empty reserves. He followed Sai up the corner, rebounding off the cliff face to make the first ledge. Gathered ne'gal scattered to make room for them. They didn't bother trying to worm their way through the shoulder to shoulder ranks of reptiles to make the small doorway at the center of the causeway, instead using the same method of bouncing off walls to reach the top of the towering ramparts.
Sarag'sa was already at the top, back in his all too human form, thick arms crossed, wings neatly folded behind him, a suspiciously pleasant look on his long face. He smiled at Ryo, who bristled under his own helm, hating this smarmy, raping reptile prince more than he'd hated anything in a long time.
"Very, very impressive." Sarag'sa said. "After your first appearance in my pass, I'm surprised you were able to succeed as grandly as you did."
Something very nasty hovered on the tip of Ryo's tongue. Sai stepped forward instead, inclining his head politely. "Thank you lord Sarag'sa. We thought it would make an impression on them."
Sarag'sa looked past Sai to Ryo, clearly intrigued.
"The hun'ra?" Sai asked.
"On their way to their lands on the other side of these mountains." Sarag'sa said.
Ryo wanted to ask about Seiji. Well, Seiji and Kento, but honestly Seiji was first and foremost in his mind. He bit his tongue stubbornly not wanting to even utter Seiji's name in front of this bastard on the off chance that he'd find reason to say it himself. It was stupid and unreasonable and he was damned and determined to start the fight back up way up here if Sarag'sa so much as inferred anything remotely connected to Seiji.
"Where are they now and how do we get to them?" Rowan had come up behind them and managed the important question.
"Traveling a tunnel through the mountains that will put them two miles from this pass and at the edge of the highlands that back this range. Your shak'natari are with them."
"Both of them?" Sai asked warily.
Sarag'sa nodded, eyes flickering again to Ryo with a vaguely self-satisfied expression that Ryo couldn't decide to take offense at or not. He decided for the moment, not. Seiji was okay. He would have felt it otherwise, that frantic tug at that place in his soul where the not so tenuous connection he had with Seiji was anchored. He'd felt it enough on the way here, when Seiji was distraught and ignored it, to know the difference.
"Which way will they come out?" Rowan asked and Sarag'sa pointed. "Not far from where the canyon mouth is. You'll find a cluster of hun'ra tents there, waiting for the return of their fellows, no doubt."
"Come on." Rowan had his elbow again and was urging him on, which was annoying in its own right. "We'll go overland and meet them on the other side. It'll be quicker. Thanks for the hospitality." Rowan nodded at Sarag'sa. Sai did with the same generic politeness he used on insurance salesmen and telemarketers.
They took the direct route through the pass, over the top and across to the bordering rocky cliffs on the other side. Leap. Bound. Jump. Scale. Ryo did it by reflex, pushing the exhaustion back yet again, drawing power from the armor to fuel battered, watery muscles. Maybe some of that power was coming from Rowan and Sai, at this point he couldn't tell where he was getting the energy to follow Rowan's haphazard path across the treacherous landscape. Sai came behind him, maybe to make sure he didn't falter or lose footing without someone there to see it and spot him. It was probably warranted.
Ryo's thoughts had gone scattered and thin with exhaustion. The body did what it had to do with very little contribution from the brain. He thought about Seiji staring at him with cold cruelty, a dead queen behind his eyes. Of Seiji so deep in despair he sought the coward's way out rather than face the problem head on. Of Seiji, shocked and bruised after taking a direct hit from Ryo, when Ryo hadn't the sense to get rid of the armor when he was burning with rage and looking for a fight. Regret. He didn't want to hurt Seiji. He never wanted to hurt Seiji. He wanted to protect Seiji from all the things that threatened. He wanted to understand Seiji and he just damned couldn't . . . most of the time. Couldn't comprehend why Seiji just couldn't come right out and admit things like being weak and hurting and being embarrassed over a perceived wrong and asking not just for pardon but for somebody to understand the problem. For God's sake just talking would be a great start. Just sit down and let the words spew forth whether they made sense or not and let somebody who cared try and make reason of them.
But doing all of that wouldn't be Seiji. It would go against Seiji's nature, against all the walls and mental armor that Seiji had put up over the years, growing up with a family that didn't much care for him . . . traditional, asinine vultures all, in Ryo's opinion.
He'd kicked Seiji's ass and Seiji had let him. He'd raped Seiji and Seiji had let him do that to, just laid there and taken it like it was apt punishment. Like he deserved it from Ryo anymore than he deserved it from that sonofabitchbastardasshole Sarag'sa.
Ryo's foot slipped in landing and he slid down a dozen yards before he caught himself. Sai was there in an instant, fingers gripping the shoulder of Ryo's armor. Ryo shook him off with a growl, then slammed a fist into the side of the mountain, splintering rock, geysering dirt into the air. Again and he roared in frustration and Sai clung there on the ledge beside him, wide eyed and wary, until Rowan appeared above, bow knocked and ready, looking for enemies to take down.
Sai looked up and exchanged some wordless explanation with Rowan. Rowan didn't say a thing. Just turned on his heel and disappeared over the top and left Sai to urge Ryo into moving again, even though his vision was blurry from tears he hadn't even realized had started leaking from his eyes.
"Come on." Sai said gently. "Shouldn't be far, now."
"I'm tired." Which protest only emphasized the fact of just how exhausted he was. He'd never, ever have complained about it if he weren't half out of his head with fatigue.
"Well, that's what you get for fighting dragons all on your own, you idiot."
"You were there." Ryo managed a halfhearted smile and Sai snorted, not bothering to argue the point.
"I can always carry you."
"Yeah, right." Ryo pushed himself up, got his footing and clambered up the slope on his own. Rowan wasn't too far ahead, perched on an outcropping of rock five hundred feet up, nothing but sky behind him. They'd reached the last of the summits and there was nothing beyond but the decreasing hills and valleys that bordered the flatlands where the hun'ra dwelled.
Rowan's eagle eyes spotted the hun'ra encampment first. He lifted a finger and pointed it out to Sai and Ryo, a collection of dust colored tents that blended miraculously well with the barren slopes of the arid side of the range. They might have easily passed it by as the ne'gal might have if they had been searching.
They walked towards the fringe of the camp and a dozen hun'ra warriors melted out of the rocks to challenge them, narrow eyed and suspicious of prickly, armor clad intruders, even if they were hun'ra sized. Rowan swept off his helm, assuring them that no reptile face was hidden beneath its shadows.
"We're friends." Rowan said. "Your people are on their way back. I'm pretty sure the ne'gal aren't following."
They murmured at that, wary and excited, but the fact that they were human could not be ignored and the humans - - hun'ra - - stuck together here out of necessity. So they welcomed strangers into their camp, and offered food and asked questions that Ryo was too tired to fully comprehend, what with the barrier of accent and language in combination with the driving desire to just sit down and vegetate for a very long time. He had to get rid of the armor. Now that he'd stopped moving, keeping it up was proving an impossible feat. He let it slip away with a relief that bordered on sexual and sat down promptly after in the dirt where he'd been standing.
"Its okay. Its all cool." Rowan was holding out his hands, trying to soothe the hun'ra who were rightfully freaked out over the disappearance of the armor.
"Ryo?" Sai crouched next to Ryo, melting down to sub armor himself which elected another set of suspicious murmurs from the hun'ra and set Rowan trying to explain that they weren't demons taken the form of hun'ra to infiltrate the camp and murder them all.
"I'm all right." Ryo said wearily. "Just had to get rid of it, is all. Just need to sit for a while."
"Maybe someplace other than on the ground in the middle of their camp, eh?" Sai smiled at him, then cast another one of those silent, communicative glances up to Rowan and Rowan interpreted it and asked the hun'ra if there was a place they could rest up. Warily, the hun'ra offered a tent and Ryo made the supreme effort of getting up, albeit with a hand from Sai and limped off towards a small tent. The armor had hidden the greater extent of the aches and pains. He felt every one of them now. Sai had to be aching too, he'd taken more than one bad hit himself, fighting the firedrake. Smart of him to keep his sub armor, it would keep him going until they all felt safe enough to completely disarm.
"You guys need to go and find Seiji and Kento." Ryo caught at Sai's wrist inside the small, plain little tent. Barely enough room to stand upright, and just wide enough so that a body could stretch out if it needed and take a decent rest. There was a pallet on the floor and a neat roll of woven blankets at the head of it. Sai unrolled it while Rowan hovered at the opening, tent flaps draped across the broad shoulders of his armor.
"I need to go. You're done for and we're not leaving you alone."
"These aren't enemies." Ryo protested. "These are people. Like us."
"People can do a lot of fucked up things if they're scared and don't trust you. And these folks do not trust us, yet." Rowan said with a look that clearly said Ryo was being naive and for him to just shut up and listen to more cynical heads. "Besides which, I don't entirely trust that Sarag'sa won't change his mind and try something. You guys stay here and I'll go track down the refugees."
If Sai had problems with that plan, he didn't argue them out loud. He did get up and pull Rowan a little outside the tent though, to exchange a few very quiet words. Rowan leaned forward afterwards, touching his forehead briefly to Sai's before turning to survey the rocky slopes beyond the camp, then jamming his helm back on and bounding away.
Unless the ne'gal decided to attack en masse, Ryo had to trust that Rowan could deal with finding Seiji and Kento and their band of hun'ra. It was either that or sit there and worry until it ate him up. He listened to Sai trying to talk to the hun'ra outside the tent, about Sarag'sa letting their people travel through his fortress. About the ne'gal chasing them on the other side of the gates. Defending of all things, the pale tone of his skin and the fact that it didn't make him any less than the dark skinned hun'ra. Sai started to sound a little snarky around that last bit of conversation, no doubt weary beyond patience of being looked on as some sort of foreign freak.
Ryo shut his eyes, leaning forward to press fingertips against temple in an effort to chase away the pounding ache behind his eyes. He damn well knew better than to overextend himself in the white armor - - had learned his limits the hard way - - but it wasn't like he'd had a whole vista of choices laid out before him. It wasn't like it hadn't worked, risky or not. He gave in to the temptation and lay down, curled on his side on the blanket covered pallet, hands still carefully massaging the soft skin at his hairline, wishing very much Sai would take his conversation with the hun'ra just a little further away.
But, maybe he did, or maybe the voices just faded a little as Ryo slipped into a fitful doze, but they came back again in a loud clamor of many, many more voices raised in excitement. Something was going on and Ryo instinctually began to push himself up to find out what. His body protested, every ache and bruise that he'd only felt a hint of before through the numbness of sheer exhaustion, now screaming at him full force once his body had stopped its forward momentum.
He groaned and arduously straightened his legs, shutting his eyes and wincing as his right calf began to cramp up. Badly. He flexed his foot, trying to work it out of the muscle. He'd been a fool to simply collapse instead of slowly walking off the strain. Tired or no, it had would only have been a sensible thing to do to keep from happening just what he was going through now.
It refused to dissipate despite his ministrations. His eyes teared up of their own accord from the pain of it. The tent flap rustled, Sai coming back. Only it wasn't Sai brown head Ryo saw through blurred vision, but a far paler one and Ryo drew in a sobbing breath of frustration, in no wise up to facing Seiji at the moment.
"What' wrong?" Seiji snapped, seeing clearly enough that something was, his hesitation at the flap turning into a direct crossing of the tent, sub-armor fading as he moved, leaving him in the dark robes in which Ryo had last seen him. Denying it would have been utter foolishness, what with him curled around his leg, his hands uselessly trying to rub out a cramp that had corded every tendon in his leg, leaving toes crooked and aching and the rest of his body starting to cramp up in sympathetic protest.
"Leg." He ground out, squeezing his eyes shut, a simple enough way to avoid having to meet Seiji's anxious gaze.
"Injury?" Seiji's hands batted his own away, pushing up the loose leg of the fine trousers he wore under the matching tunic Sarag'sa's people had provided for him.
"Cramp. Bad . . fucking . . . cramp." He'd been cursing a lot lately, maybe Rowan rubbing off on him after all this time. Maybe just too many circumstances that demanded it. Seiji's strong fingers dug into the rigid muscles of his calf, kneading, pressing all the right spots. Down to his foot, firmly flexing it forward and back, stretching complaining tendons until they loosened and relaxed into something close to tolerable. Seiji had the touch, that wonderful healing warmth that seemed part and parcel with the power of Halo. Ryo sighed, tension flowing out of him, muscles, bone, flesh all falling back into proper alignment. If he just let himself fall asleep now, content and comfortable, Seiji might go away and Ryo wouldn't have to confront him, wouldn't have to face up to his own shameful crimes.
"How do you feel?" Seiji asked, long after his hands had stilled. Very soft, very subdued, like it hurt him to voice the question out loud. Maybe it did. Seiji wasn't good at initiating uncomfortable conversations. Seiji was usually the one to turn his back and will the subject dropped.
"Like I was in a tin can that bounced down the side of a mountain." Ryo murmured, not opening his eyes. "And had a dragon try to chew it up and spit it out."
"Fool." Seiji sighed, even softer. And didn't say anything more, leaving Ryo to wallow in his own guilt, made all the more vivid by Seiji's mere presence. He had never been so good at keeping silences, at not blurting out the things that weighed on his heart, no matter how shameful or embarrassing. Ryo handled guilt about as well as he handled . . . oh, say exams on molecular physics . . . which was to say not at all.
"I'm sorry. Seiji, I'm so sorry. I was so angry . . . I shouldn't have . . ."
"Shut up, Ryo." There was no malice in that request. None of Seiji's usual icy disdain when a subject was brought up that didn't meet with his approval. Just a weariness that Ryo empathized with oh, so very acutely.
"Its not your fault." Seiji's face was nothing but shadow and the fall of pale hair. Ryo could hardly see the movement of his lips. ". . . mine."
Ryo let out an exasperated breath, the churning of adrenaline getting him past the aches and pains. He pushed himself up, not willing to latch hold of Seiji in anger again, but damned ready to vent frustration verbally.
"Give it a rest, Seiji. I'm so sick of your whole suffering in noble silence routine. Of you shouldering all the blame for everything and then running off and hiding when it comes down to talking about it. Yes, you were stupid . . . stupid . . . just . . ." Ryo floundered for a more adequate word and could not in his flustered state come up with one. He repeated the one that stuck in his head. " . . . Stupid . . . for the Sarag'sa thing. I don't even wanna get into what you were thinking, though I'll bet money it was some masochistic bullshit."
Ryo had to take a breath. He was shaking so badly that his teeth threatened to clatter. He still couldn't see Seiji's eyes. Couldn't see clearly the set of his mouth to have a clue if he were pissed or shaken or simply didn't care. "But, its not your fault. Not all of it. Just like what happened with . . . with her, wasn't your fault no matter that you've convinced yourself that it was. You made a bad choice and you got burned for it. We all got burned - - but so the fuck what? We've been burned before. We survive. And I never ever held a grudge against you for what she did, but you pissed the hell out of me when you . . when you . . ." he couldn't even say the word. Couldn't even contemplate Seiji trying suicide to salve his lost honor or whatever the hell he'd been trying to achieve. "When you let it rule you, even after she was gone." He finished quietly. And wasn't that just the heart of the problem in a few simple words.
"Funny." Seiji said softly, kneeling there at the edge of the pallet, long hands very still on his knees. "I just told someone you never lied - - and yet here you go proving me wrong."
Ryo gaped at him, off his balance and floundering, wondering what Seiji was talking about. His eyes must have shown his confusion, because Seiji did look up a little, through the fall of hair, a flash of anger caught in a stripe of canvas filtered light.
"You say you held no grudge - - that you never placed blame at my feet - - then where were you, Ryo? Where . . . were . . . you?" This last came out harshly, Seiji's voice breaking up with emotion that Seiji never showed to the world.
Ryo blinked, trying to gather wits, trying to comprehend just what it was that had Seiji's voice shaking and his hands suddenly clenched into white knuckled fists in his lap. "Where was I? I was there. I was right there." He cried.
"The hell you were." Seiji hissed. "You couldn't stand to look at me. There was no excuse to trivial to take you out of the room if I came in. You said it was okay . . . that you forgave me. But it was only words. You didn't feel in your heart. You think I wouldn't know?'
"I think you were out of your mind, is what I think." Ryo retorted, but it held only a fraction of the heat he'd had a few moments before. Was Seiji right? Ryo had been so hurt and bruised after getting back from Egypt, so traumatized by the weeks of stress and mental as well as physical abuse that certainly he'd kept to himself for a while, trying to find the reserves to heal. And maybe he had been distant from Seiji, because no matter how innocent Seiji was of the crimes that had been committed using his body - - it had still been Seiji's face and Seiji's voice and Seiji's unique scent and such strong reminders were hard to shake. And like Seiji said - - he knew things. He felt emotions very strongly, even if he hid his own most of the time.
So Ryo was pissed at Seiji from stubbornly shouldering the blame, from letting it hang like a weight around his neck, from distancing himself from him in the process, but maybe, maybe all of that came about because Ryo hadn't been there to shore up Seiji's shattered defenses. Maybe all the things that Ryo had convinced himself to be angry at Seiji about, were at some level, his own fault? It was confusing. At the best of times Seiji was confusing. This tangled mess was making Ryo's head hurt worse than it already did.
"Well," Ryo said, because he'd made mistakes and Seiji had made mistakes and there was no going back and changing them, only going forward and making sure they weren't compounded. "I'm here now and I'm not going anywhere."
"How comforting." That was said with dry sarcasm, which meant Seiji had his back up, that Seiji had been offended and Seiji was reflexively striking back with words designed to wound as much with tone as meaning. Ryo was too tired for the petty things to matter. The resentment was gone. Just drained away with the rest of his energy and all that was left was regret that things had gotten so miserably skewered.
"I'm tired." He said, hanging his head, hair slithering around his face and shielding him from Seiji and the dim light inside the tent. "Everybody get here all right?"
Silence while Seiji digested the change in subject and decided whether to go along with it or not. And finally. "Yes."
"There was a little girl . . "
"Yes, Ryo." Seiji repeated.
"Okay." He trusted Seiji not to lie to him. His back ached, taut with tension and strained muscles. Maybe bruised as well, he hadn't really had the chance to check out the state of individual hurts. He lay back with a stifled groan and stared up at the slant of the low canvas ceiling. "I'll go out and see them in a little while. I just need to rest a bit longer. Maybe a half hour . . ."
"Maybe longer." Seiji suggested and shifted to rise. Ryo wanted to stop him. Badly. Wanted to reach out and snag his wrist to tug him down onto the pallet with him. Wanted to press him close and simply hold him, letting his body express all the regret and sympathy that he just couldn't seem to form in words.
But he hesitated and lost his chance, and Seiji was on his feet, and through the tent flap as fleet and quiet as the wind.
There was a great crowd at the center of the camp, the hun'ra celebrating the return of family and friends, exchanging tales, giving good news and bad. They were not especially boisterous in their reunion, a rather reserved people at heart, but their joy was apparent. Being all too familiar with the ne'gal, they had held small hope for the success of the party they had sent to track their captured folk. Rowan, Sai and Kento were among them, the lot of them having banished their armor in the overly optimistic hope that they were safe from attack. Seiji kept his distance, having had enough of being looked on as a freakish foreigner for one day - - for one lifetime. He scanned the slopes to the west warily, looking for the tell tale signs of enemy scouts, but saw nothing more than rocks cast in the shadow of a day well past its zenith.
It was easier to breath out here. Easier to get a hold on his emotions. Being in that tent with Ryo had wrecked havoc with his control. Not so hard to do these days, but still he'd felt a tightness in his chest and a constriction in his throat that warned of traitorous tears and he'd had to escape. It took far longer than it should have to chase the feeling away.
"Seiji. Hey, Seiji." Rowan was hailing him, beckoning from the outskirts of the hun'ra congregation. Seiji did not particularly want to join them, but Rowan showed all signs of continuing to call if he didn't, so he moved that way, scowling at the hun'ra that gaped at him with owlish curiosity.
"Hey, how's Ryo?" Rowan clapped a hand on his shoulder. Seiji endured it and shrugged.
"Past his limits. What do you want?"
"Karen has proved to be not as useless as I first thought." Rowan declared and the red headed woman, who'd been talking animatedly with an old hun'ra turned at the mention of her name and glared indignantly at Rowan.
"I heard that. What is that supposed to mean?" The last word sputtered to a halting end as she noticed Seiji. She blinked. A hand immediately rose to finger comb her hair. The hostility evaporated like mist on a hot rock. "Oh - - oh, you're one of them - - with the armor, I mean. We haven't met - - not without your helmet thingy off - -"
Rowan rolled his eyes. Seiji stared at her levely for a moment waiting for her to sputter out. It was not an entirely dissimilar reaction from what he was getting from the hun'ra, only lacking the contempt.
"Yeah, yeah." Rowan said. "He's hot. Get over it. What I was saying," he continued, ignoring Seiji's droll glance and Karen's embarrassed blush. "What that our little archeologist here remembered the symbols on the gate thing that brought us here, drew them out and one of the elders here thinks he might know where some similar symbols are on this side of the mountains."
"It could very likely be another portal home." Karen said excitedly. A discovery of this magnitude will rock the world. I'm going to be famous."
Rowan winced, casting a worried look to Seiji over the woman's head. If they got back home, it was doubtful she would limit the tale to the portals and the world that existed at the other end of them.
"Come on," Rowan latched hold of Seiji's arm and urged him away. "I wanna talk to you."
Past the tents and a little ways up the slope where huge slabs of rock protruded up from the hard ground, stabbed up through the earth from some prior shifting of continental plates. Whether such an event had happened five years ago or thousands was anyone's guess. Kento could probably sense, if the earth was unstable, though, if they cared to ask.
"What, do you wear cologne laced with pheromones?" Rowan finally said, casting Seiji a lopsided grin. "Cause I swear I've never met anyone who so many people wanted to fuck on first sight."
"Did you want something in particular, or were we just going to discuss the drawbacks of my sexual appeal?"
"Ahh, yeah, I guess it could be considered sort of a bad thing, current events and all."
Seiji stopped walking, stood there with a hand on a shoulder high rock and waited for Rowan to say whatever it was Rowan was bound and determined to say.
"So you and Ryo get a chance to talk?"
"This is your business . . . how?" Seiji narrowed his eyes.
Rowan just stood there, waiting. Seiji let out a frustrated breath and hissed. "If you're so worried about Ryo, go and talk to him."
"I'm not worried about Ryo. Ryo can take care of himself. Ryo can deal with shit and not self destruct. You're the problem child, Seiji."
Seiji opened his mouth. Shut it. Tried to work up a bit of righteous indignation over that jibe and failed. It wasn't worth the effort when Rowan could come up with too many examples to prove his point.
"We talked. Ryo said things that he doesn't believe. End of story."
"What things?"
"You are not serious?" Seiji gave him a look, knowing very well that Rowan knew he wouldn't share those intimate details.
"I am." Rowan surprised him. "You may wanna keep it all to yourself, but this effects us all when the both of you are making stupid ass decisions. Point in case, you and the lizard king and Ryo and the big fucking dragon. That's the sort of shit that endangers all of us and since circumstances and mystical bullshit prevent the two of you just walking away and not seeing each other anymore, you either need to make the fuck up or come to an amicable split."
Rowan could have hit him and had less impact. Despite the fact that he'd been dwelling on just such a solution these past months, it still took his breath away.
"It would probably be best for Ryo, even if he won't admit it." Seiji said softly.
"You think?" Rowan tilted his head. "What about you?"
Seiji couldn't answer that out loud. Couldn't and wouldn't express what such a loss would mean. The gaping hole it would leave. He slumped back against the rock, staring past Rowan to the pink of evening, sun-kissed clouds.
"He says he doesn't blame me, Rowan. But how can he not?"
"Dude, he went through hell - - voluntarily - - for you. He came close to freakin' killing me for what I did to get you back. He doesn't blame you, Seiji. Trust me."
"He acted like it."
"What he was was fucked up, not as bad as you, but fucked just the same and worried about your stupid ass, but you weren't seeing it at the time. And you know, nothing pisses you off as much as somebody you love going out and doing stupid stuff and scaring the shit out of you. You had us all a little scared, you know? Then you left and didn't call for what - - weeks. You think Ryo wasn't freaking out wondering if you were okay or not? You think it wasn't building up every single day he didn't hear from you? Yeah, I'd be pissed off at you too. I was actually. But it was just a sign of affection."
Seiji sniffed.
"Seiji, just bite the fucking bullet and be honest with him, for all our sakes."
"I haven't lied . . ."
"That's not what I mean. Let your damned shields down. Let him know you're hurting - - shut up - -" Rowan raised a warning finger when Seiji opened his mouth to deny such a thing. "- - and let him frickin' comfort you, because its what he needs to do and if you haven't figured that out by now then you're more whacked out than I thought."
Rowan held up a wrist with a watch that echoed the rise and fall of the sun in their own world. "The hun'ra are planning a big celebration feast, dining, dancing, spear-throwing for fun, that sort of thing - - so the way I figure it, you've got a few hours at least before we're so wasted we'll have to cram into the tent and crash with Ryo. Why don't you go and . . . you know, make nice, while you've got the time?"
"Don't presume to tell me what to do, Rowan."
"Suggestions. They're just suggestions."
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So, in considering a year of locavore eating, buying produce from local farms seems to be a good plan…
But, the call of spring came yesterday and I stopped by Big Bloomers, a wonderful local garden center. I intended to buy only tomato and basil (my summer favorites) plants, but went home with green peppers, canteloupe, watermelon, squash, zucchini, mint, oregano, dill, thyme, coriander, parsley, lemon verbena (smelled heavenly), stevia (to experiment with), catnip (for Allie and Buddy), corn (on a whim) and of course, tomato and basil.
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Thursday, November 1, 2012
J. Crawford's Ankle Breaker.
Oh man has the season started off with a bang. We've already had some "beefing" between the Heat and Celtics, some tight games that end in buzzer beaters, some Drama In LA and some ankles being broken. Now I know that is a term used to drop someone to the floor but this clip in every sense of the word looks like a "broken ankle". Jamal Crawford in my opinion has the best handle in the NBA when it comes to being tricky with the ball. I used to think Jamal Tinsley had crazy handle, D. Will has a killer crossover and even Devon Harris in Utah has a mean crossover back behind his legs. But man, ever since Jamal Crawford introduced the NBA to that move he did a couple of seasons ago where he fakes one direction and puts the ball behind his back just to bring it back and psych the defense out, I knew it wouldn't be the last time he embarrassed some opponents. When we had him in N.Y. he was solid but it feels like ever since he left he's just gotten better and better. The Clippers are stacked this year and this is some of the stuff the rest of the NBA can look forward to.
PS: Sorry Rudy. I think you're one of the premier players in the game when you're healthy...But be mad at Jamal not the internet for gushing about this.
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