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anthropwashere · 4 years ago

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our indestructible days ch 5

ch 1 | ch 2 | ch 3 | ch 4

All Ed can hear is screaming—hundreds of souls all tangled together in a deafening, incomprehensible choir. He's got no idea how Ling dealt with this shit for so long without totally cracking up. Either he and Greed get along a lot better than it shows, or Ling was just that crazy from the start. Never mind. Now's not the time to theorize. He's gotta get in the fight. They have to stop Father now or not at all.

He claps, intending to transmute the cracked and scorched concrete into spikes aimed for that weird energy shield, but freezes at the first glimpse of alchemical discharge around his hands. Red. Right. Better to hold off transmuting until he figures out if there's a way to avoid using Pride's goddamn Stone. Instead he shakes his hands free of any tingling and closes the gap to hurl his automail fist at the shield as hard as he can. The impact nearly winds him, as it nearly does anytime he puts that much effort into through the automail around. It sure as hell feels like he did more damage to his arm than to the shield, but whatever. Better he pay out the nose for a new arm when they all survive this rather than risk using the Stone. Winry'll understand.

[What are you doing?!]

The razor edge of Pride's—self? awareness? what do you call the part of a homunculus that would be called a soul in a human?—batters at his mind like gale force winds. It's a headache and heartburn and something so much worse than either. He trips over his own feet, or maybe his feet trip over him? He's not the swirl of shadow and gnashing teeth catching at his heels but it's still a part of him somehow. He doesn't know how the transference from Pride's Stone to outside his body happens but he can feel the ground beneath their shadow and he can feel the shadow pooling in his chest. He's got a fucking Philosopher's Stone grafted to his heart and a homunculus oozing around his cardiovascular system. No wonder Greed calls Pride a monster. The Ultimate Shield's a goddamn party trick compared to this.

He shakes his head, squinting through pain that's migraine-adjacent. Not now. He's got bigger things to worry about.

"Forcing you to pick a side!" He hollers, pummeling at the shield again and again, and once more for good measure. Some piece of his hand goes flying. Something grinds in his elbow; scarcely heard, felt through his port like an electric shock of warning. Too bad. He rears back and punches that scrabbling inch harder that really does wind him, at least for a moment.

[You're insane!]

Ed's grin is all teeth. Like he hasn't heard that one a hundred times before?

Teacher swings in startlingly close, bloodied but focused and furious and sprinting faster than he's ever seen her move. Blue light arcs between her hands, stone twisting like clay with a thought into a pair of swords. Ed has to push down a stupid twinge of jealousy at the display. Her eyes meet his as the light dies. "It's about time you showed up, Ed!"

Ed tries to warn her but Pride steals back control before he can do more than inhale. "Not quite," Pride calls out in an absurd, echoing sing-song. The shadow at his feet arcs out and up, a jagged wing that slams between the bristling shield and Teacher's blades before she can land a hit. She barely skids to a halt in time, spinning on her heel to gawk outrage at him. Ed feels his face twist in a crazed grin, then his vision goes stupid as even more eyes fan out across the shadow.

She's gonna kill him if they survive this.

Ed wrestles back enough control to stagger back, dragging the shadow like so much dead weight with him. "Damn it, don't do that!"

Pride doesn't answer but most of the eyes wink out. He trips over his feet-shadow-something again as his own watering eyes struggle to focus while five other eyes he can see through roam every which way but where he's trying to look. He blinks and finds himself on his hands and knees with no memory of falling down. Eyes meet eyes and there's no his-versus-Pride's, it's just their perspective. If he moves he will puke, and he has no idea if it'll be the meager breakfast he had at dawn or chunks of the soldiers Pride's shadows minced that'll come up. He really doesn't want to find out.

Major Armstrong and Teacher are doing their utmost to beat through Father's shield. Reactionary light from their every attack stabs his vision, damningly red. He swallows, and swallows again. He's gotta get up. One of them's gotta get up. They're sitting ducks right now. If Father takes an opening he'll definitely try to take Pride's Stone again, and he has no idea what that'd do to him, and there's no way in hell he's gonna leave Al in a million pieces let alone still stuck to that stupid fucking suit of armor—

Greedling jumps in out of nowhere, throwing a carbon-coated punch that lands a neat blow not against the shield but against Father's suddenly raised forearm—and sticks. Ed thinks Hohenheim shouts something but can't make it out over the screaming in his head-heart-Stone. Instead he just kneels there, dumbstruck, as Greedling is almost literally absorbed by Father and then subsequently knocked aside when Lan Fan leaps in to raise some hell. Something about that brief connection—conflict?—seems to have hurt Father in a way all the other attacks haven't yet, because right after that he curls in on himself like a dying spider with no sign of recreating that shield of his.

Pride hisses. [Oh no.]

Father screams, a guttural and senseless bellow of pain that rings throughout the parade field. More red alchemical light lashes out of him, a blinding burst of humming energy that chews through their shadow before the backlash bowls Ed over. He musters half a scream before he's—they're—sent flying. He knows there's pain, more than the there-and-gone scrape and bruise of his body as it's rolled and dragged along bare concrete and sharp-edged rubble. He feels their shadow burn in the light of this strange explosion. His skin burns too, maybe. His arm makes a splintered squeal that feels like a knitting needle's been jammed deep into his port which means something crucial just broke. He hears the souls of who knows how many dead Xerxesians groaning and crying and screaming, and Pride's screaming too, and maybe that's Kimblee laughing? What about Major Armstrong? And Teacher? What about Al and Mei? Donkey Kong and Piggy? Lieutenant Hawkeye and Mustang? All those Briggs soldiers? He doesn't know if they're okay. For all these fucking eyes he's got now he can't see.

Please, don't let it be only him that survives this. Please, don't let anybody else die because he fucked up.

His Stone, despite having been reduced to a handful of guttering embers, can still muster up the power to heal this body's broken ribs and myriad contusions. Edward has fled, intentionally or otherwise, into his Stone and so this body is his to do as he pleases for the moment, and for the particular moment he has no intention of doing anything more than staying prone and catching his breath. His true self had burned to ash in the wake of Father's startling loss of control, and so he's reduced to viewing the battlefield through this body's stinging eyes alone. He can't see. He doesn't know where Father's gone. He doesn't know who will attempt to attack Father next. He doesn't know if he has the speed or strength left in him to protect Father even if he did.

Even if he did. Even if he did, it's clear to him now—Father is losing control.

Father is losing.

Without the souls of all of Amestris to power his Stone and with all these living Amestrians doing their damnedest to wear him, Father's had no choice but to waste his own Stone on protecting his new body rather than make any progress toward regaining what power Van Hohenheim had dared steal from him.

How strange it is, to see how little it's taken to wear Father down to desperate measures.

Edward demanded he choose a side. Fight with Father, or against. What can he do? He must choose, and now, before either side recovers. The meanest glimpse of the battlefield is enough to determine who the victor will inevitably be. Still, Pride is nothing if not cunning. He has spent centuries in the shadows, calculating odds, gambling on the corruption inherent in all mortal men. A glimpse is all he needs.

If Father wins this battle, killing or absorbing every last human soul, he's already shown his true colors. He'll take Pride's Stone to save his own skin, never mind centuries of loyalty. It wouldn't be a true death, but it would be a death of the self all the same.

If Father fails today, then Pride and Greed will be the last of the homunculi. They've survived this long solely thanks to the human bodies they've bound their Stones to. Greed, the humans might well deign to spare; he's been a coward and a turncoat since the day Father excised him. But him? Pride has been nothing but faithful. If Father fails today then so too will Pride. If he runs then the humans will hunt him down purely for Edward's sake. They'll kill him truly, burn him out of this flesh as Edward has tried to do already. They've already killed most of his siblings. True deaths. Final deaths.

What kind of choice is he left with?

When the dust settles and Pride's Stone has finished healing Edward's body, Pride dares to grow tendrils of himself again. He strains in every direction, disoriented and unwilling to trust this body's senses any more than he must. His nose finds Father before his eyes, and when his eyes hone in on the still-strange shape he stills. Father is staring right at him. Not at Edward's body but at him. Father knows, somehow, that he's taken Edward's body for his own, and knows too that he would benefit from killing them both. He watches Father lurch toward them, black smoke dribbling from his slack mouth. Not smoke. Himself. He's clinging to control of God's power, and he's slipping.

"A Stone!" Father groans, wide-eyed and staggering. "A Stone! A Philosopher's Stone!"

He's become a shadow of himself; a pitiable shell of a god, hollowed out and scoured raw. Pride stares, unable to discern whether this turmoil knotting his new organs is pity or disdain.

"Edward!" Van Hohenheim shouts across some great distance. "Get out! Now!"

Easy enough for the old fool to say. He's not the one Father's after anymore.

He feels the rebar pierced neatly through their left arm, his Stone healing the wound just so it can open again with his every twitch. It hurts. It hurts. His Selim container could feel echoes of sensations, enough to cheat convincingly, and human adults always made presumptions when it came to children's feelings anyway. This body has startled him with its capacity for pain at every turn. Even with the rest of its injuries healed he feels—echoes. Phantom sensations. Nerves throbbing with the memory of hurt. His skin itches; from sweat and dirt, yes, but from something more than that too. Their lungs are strong, their ribs healed, and still Pride chooses to sit where the crooked rebar has pinned their arm. He shies away from further pain even as their cardiovascular system throbs concern.

He hears Alphonse Elric shout, though the boy's shrill voice is snatched away on a gust of wind. He hears panic, not the individual words. Whatever he's saying hardly matters. It's some familial concern, as if one explosion could possibly be enough to kill Edward anymore. Disregard the other boy; he'll only matter if they survive this damned day.

Pride shifts, wincing when he feels the rebar tug in their arm. Their automail arm is limp at their side. Not in pieces, but broken enough that even the minute responses he's managed before this would be a welcome change of pace. He doubts Edward would have much better luck manipulating it. At a glance he sees less a mechanical prosthetic and more an arm-shaped heap of scrap metal. He feels too, Edward stirring in his Stone, consciousness not so much fumbled for as bullied. He concedes control mostly so to avoid this strange burning-tingling sensation in their shoulder.

Edward groans, shaking their head and blinking rapidly, squinting further when Pride inches out a coil of shadow to gain a better angle on the state of the automail. Edward seems sluggish, disoriented, and so Pride ignores him for the few seconds he can spare. The arm is what's important. If Edward—if they—are to fight Father, then Greed has already proven how dangerous direct physical contact is. The automail seems exempt from that and Edward has proven infuriatingly reluctant to transmute anything at the risk of their Stone. The arm's their one sure weapon, and it's so much limp metal grafted to their shoulder now.

Edward shifts, trying to force the arm to cooperate. The shoulder twitches, and creaks for its effort. The sound it makes is strangely muted; a dulled clunk that nevertheless seems startlingly loud in the silence after Father's inadvertent explosion. The fingers attempt a fist well enough and the shoulder hunches when he tells it to do so, but everything in-between remains frustratingly, terrifyingly inert.

Pride peels himself off the ground, curling serpentine to better direct his glare. "How did it break?!" He demands through a mouth in his shadow alone despite knowing the answer. Steel alloys are strong, but Father has dragged God Himself down from his lofty perch; even his defenses are sturdy enough to tear metal asunder. Never mind the how, they're running out of time. He has three eyes watching Father's approach. He wishes it were more, too used to working with and from a dozen different angles at a minimum, but for the sake of urgency he's conceding to this body's infuriating nausea and minimizing where he can. As if the boy will ever thank him.

Edward's physical eyes are riveted on Father too. "Rebound off his little meltdown," he says, matter of fact. "I'm surprised the whole thing didn't shatter."

Down an arm then, and Father's only yards away. "Get up! Run!"

Edward proves how insane he is once more by laughing, then jerking hard on their left arm. Red light crackles, hair raising along their skin. "Can't."

"My Stone can heal that easily. Get up!"

Edward does try, in his insipid, human flailing way. All he earns them is a hot rush of pain that leaves even their shadow gasping for breath. Metal scraping against bone is a uniquely awful experience Pride dearly wishes he had no context for, but here he is and here they are, and Father has now lurched that much closer. Pride spasms, growing teeth. "We don't have time for this. I'll cut the automail off—"

"Don't you dare."

Alphonse is still screaming, high and desperate, but the words aren't worth attending to. Pride sinks some, eyes on Father who is so, so close. Still croaking his desperation for another Stone. There's no trace of the cunning creature he's deferred to all these years. This thing is scrabbling and stupid. This thing is shameful. He averts their eyes, focusing wholly on Edward. "We'll die otherwise," he says.

Edward, stubborn as he is, grits his teeth and yanks on his left arm harder. Pain lances through the port and deep into their chest. They gasp equally, fingers and toes curling. "You do that, I'll hand us over to him," he says.

Pride gawks. They're running out of time but he has no choice but to gawk. "You wouldn't."

As answer Edward only throws him a crooked grin. Try me.

Fuck.

Fucking goddamn motherfucking shit.

Kimblee laughs. It's good to know somebody's enjoying all of this.

"Don't fight me this time!" Pride takes control before Edward can waste time with stupid questions. He grits their teeth, tensing despite knowing tension will make this all the more painful. Coward, Kimblee called him. That inaccuracy, his derision, chafes. Pride has no capacity for fear. He is, and has always been, pragmatic above all else. He tenses and strains and rips their left arm free. Steel dragged against bone and muscle and veins that scarcely bleed before healing perfectly. In his head-Stone Edward screams; he ignores it and runs.

Father must die today. This is a fact that chafes despite its logic. Centuries of loyalty—well. It's only right that it chafes now. But Pride is a pragmatic creature, and Edward has always put Alphonse's safety above his own. They can at least agree that dying now would be an infuriating waste of time. Father must die, and here Pride must aid that sentence. Fine. Fine. It's only fair. One good turn deserves another, doesn't it?

He'll worry himself with what might come after if they make it that far. Until then, it's time to take the offensive.

#fma #my writing

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crimsonbluemoon · 5 years ago

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4 , 2 and 8 for the prompts and H2OVanoss :)

Okay this took way too long. >.

AU: MafiaTrope: Enemies to loversPrompt: “wait, wait. say that again. please.”

Pairing: H2O Vanoss

Warning: Slight gore/violence cause its mafia and shit.

“Where the hell did they get this many guys?” Vanoss swore when he ducked behind another box, hearing wood bursting from the bullets that shot through the warehouse. His eyes scanned the area, checking on the status of his gang. Basically’s arm was bleeding through the bandage that Moo had wrapped around it, proving the wound was far worse than his right-hand man wanted to admit.

“Bigger question; why aren’t they shooting at you?” Wildcat’s swear was louder than the fight, jumping up to pepper the other crew with bullets. Despite his aggressive attack, Vanoss knew the grim truth; they’d been ambushed. It was meant to be a simple deal, and Vanoss hadn’t thought the smaller gang was a threat. That’d been why he left most of his men back at the hideout; they were mid-investigating a mysterious gang that had recently showed up on the west side of the city.

But apparently, from the grins of the west side gang now surrounding the warehouse, the smaller gang had chosen a side. And it wasn’t Vanoss’s.

“I can’t get a signal out to the guys; they must have a jammer with them.” Marcel’s voice was strained, almost on the side of hopeless.

“Shit!” This time it was pain that snapped in Wildcat’s shout, and red pooled from his side from the bullet’s contact.

“What’s the plan, Vanoss?” Moo’s voice shook, and Vanoss gritted his teeth at his own stupidity. He didn’t have a plan. They weren’t going to get out of this alive at this rate. The set up was too simple, why hadn’t he picked up on the classic bait-and-switch-

“Need some help?” Vanoss jerked his head at the voice above him, eyes wide when seeing the crazy smile shining from the rafters.

“Delirious?” A gun was twirled in the air before a whistle shot through the air, and the visual of men dropping from the rafters was breath-taking. The show caught the other gang off guard, leaving them helpless to the spray of bullets rained down on them. Cartoonz laughed while he dropped down with ease Vanoss knew wasn’t faked, aiming his shots into the lackey’s foreheads. Anyone who aimed their guns at Cartoonz dropped like flies in seconds. A shift on a higher beam and a flash of a grey blindfold proving their sniper, Ohmwrecker, was not letting Cartoonz get hurt. Overwhelming the troops from behind, Squirrel and Gorilla were trading witty barbs while they took on the grunts on the ground. Blood splashed over their clothes from the deadly assault.

“Hey there, Owl-man.” And in the middle of the chaotic fray was their leader. Delirious was known for his crazy antics, and his ruthlessness was almost as crucial to his personality as his unpredictability. Delirious and his motley crew were on nobody’s side but their own, and the crazed clown could decide to attack any crew he felt deserved it over breakfast. Vanoss had been on the wrong side of Delirious’s switchblade a few times in earlier years, especially when Vanoss’s crew had first started in the east bay. Delirious always had tricks up his sleeve, tampering with guns or ruinings trades between rival gangs just to get under Vanoss’s skin. They’d even fought once, both of their gangs simply watching their leaders beat the shit out of each other. Vanoss still remembered the unusual rush of heat in his stomach at the bloody smile Delirious had worn after the scuffle. The feeling had lingered long after the sprained wrist and bruised ribs.

Vanoss didn’t really know what Delirious thought of him. The anger and hatred from before was long gone. They didn’t fight every time they met anymore. In fact, Vanoss realized Delirious and his crew had started hanging around his own more, and the duo tended to warn the other when they planned to make a move of power or started a turf war with another gang. Once, Cartoonz had saved Terroriser from getting jumped, and Panda returned the favor after Squirrel stumbled into the wrong neighborhood without his piece. Neither tried to encroach on the other’s territory anymore, despite it sharing many lines in the city. When Delirious snuck into Vanoss’s office at night ‘out of boredom’ at his hangout, Evan didn’t worry about his life as much as he once did. Sure, he still didn’t know Delirious or any of his gang’s actual names. Evan also didn’t share his own, keeping a barrier between them. Still, he never felt the twitching need to grab the gun he had strapped on his thigh, no matter how close the two sat in the darkness of the night.

“What are you doing here?” Vanoss asked, Delirious scanning behind Vanoss before he aimed his gun at the fray of men trying to run away.

“Got a tip.” Three easy shots took out two of the men, while the final shot was shifted to blow out the final grunt’s knee. Looking gleeful at the explosion of blood, Delirious shucked the gun over his shoulder, the strap keeping it close to his back. Then his blue eyes bore back down at Vanoss, his laugh growing at Vanoss’s scowl. “Said a bird might have been set up.”

“We were doing fine without-”

“Ohm, get out of your damn nest and bring the first aid kit. This kid’s hurt.” Cartoonz’s voice cut off Vanoss’s protest, the older gang member helping Brock move Marcel to a flat surface.

“This one, too.” Gorilla had his hand over Tyler’s side, keeping pressure and an even keel voice. “But I think the brats are both gonna live.”

“We’re not brats,” Basically grumbled, his hiss loud after Cartoonz smacked the side of his head. “Ow, hey! What the hell?”

“I think you were in diapers when I shot my first gun.” Vanoss watched Cartoonz and Basically started to bicker as Ohm rushed over with his kit, Brock’s face panicked while trying to stop the fight. He only let his attention linger for a moment before turning back to Delirious, who had already moved to the man he’d left bleeding out in the entrance of the warehouse. Surprised at how silent the other leader had been in his movements, Evan moved after him, wondering why he’d left the last man alive.

“-so if you like that particular part of your body attached, you’ll tell me why they’re after Vanoss.” He caught the tail end of the playful threat from Delirious, the knife weaving in and out of his fingers in obvious meaning.

“No-not trying to kill him!” Fear that Delirious had earned was filling the wounded grunt’s words. “Kill his people!”

“Who wants my guys dead? What do they gain from that? And why would they want to kill my people, but not me?” Vanoss asked, picking up on the avoidance of the man’s eyes.

“Their plan…” The hesitation of the sentence made Delirious growl, kicking into the ribs of the man once with his steel boots.

“Spill your shit or your dick is mine!” Evan wanted to point out how stupid the comment sounded (was he trying to threaten or seduce?), but another hit finally parted the other’s lips.

“He wants Vanoss as his!” Gasping, it took a few shaky breaths for the man to continue. “Thinks if he…isolates him, kills his gang…he’ll own Vanoss, take him in. From some guy named Jonathan. ‘Own the Owl-man’ or something like that.”

The twitch of Delirious’s shoulders and the long silence sent a chill down Vanoss’s spine.

“Wait, wait. Say that again.” There was a murderous edge in Delirious’s eyes when he stepped onto the bleeding knee of the other man. His smile took a twisted darker edge hearing the man’s whimpers, then added pressure. “Please.”

“Delirious.” Vanoss didn’t know why the focus on his life made the other’s normally light-hearted nature fizzle out so fast, or why it squeezed around his heart. “He’s gonna go unconscious-”

“If you pass out, I’ll chop you up and feed you to your family. I’ll make sure they know every piece, every bite, is you. Tell me exactly what he said.” Gone was the goofy threats and half-fumbled words; here was the man that made even the strongest of gangsters quiver. People thought that Cartoonz really ran the gang, and that Delirious was simply too distracted or unsure to keep the strong men under his control. Vanoss once thought that, too; Cartoonz tended to snap at Delirious and give far more sass in the few interactions Vanoss had seen than he thought a right hand man should.

But in these moments, the ones where only people Delirious trusted or weren’t long for this earth got to see, Delirious was death incarnate.

“Said…said ‘I want Jonathan know I’m here. I wan to own his Owl-man’. He didn’t say who Jonathan was or-or what he had to do with Vanoss, but-that’s all, I swear.” Delirious watched the grunt squirm on the floor without emotion, his eyes unfocused with a haunted look that made Vanoss swallow. A heartbeat later, Delirious had his gun in his hand, no hesitation in his face when blowing the other’s brains out. One shot became two, and Evan stared helplessly as several more were launched into the twitching corpses’s mutilated face. Delirious’s gun ran out from how many times he shot, and even still he tried to shoot.

“Delirious.” Softly, Vanoss moved forward, hand hesitant to curl over the hand that kept pulling the trigger. “You can stop. He’s dead.”

“He’s not.” Somehow, Vanoss knew they weren’t talking about the same he. Once vacant, the blue of Delirious’s eyes blazed with overwhelming anger, eyes slowly turning to Evan. Rage was there, but deeper, Vanoss could see something possessive break the hostility. “But he will be.”

Unsure how to process the statement, Vanoss didn’t speak, watching Delirious shrug off his hold and stalked back into the warehouse. Slowly, Vanoss turned his eyes back down to the body bleeding out by his feet. He wasn’t sure who was after him, or why, but it seemed Delirious did. And he’d taken it personally, though Vanoss didn’t know why.

But he planned to find out.

#Anonymous #OTP boys #H2O Vanoss #H2O Delirious #Vanossgaming #<3 #Crimson drabblez

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bonesaldente · 5 years ago

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Caliginous I Darth Maul x Reader

ca·lig·i·nous

adjective Dark, dim, or misty.

summary: You are a contract killer. After one particular job for somebody who you think is a Sith lord, you unwillingly get caught up in his quest to rid the galaxy of the Jedi and establish total domination for the Sith. The more time you two spend with each other, however, the closer you get. Complications ensue - can you fight them while giving in to passion?

*set before the events of the Phantom Menace

warnings: violence, eventually smut (one scene that can be skipped)

(you can also read this on ao3 here)

Chapter 1: The Hitwoman

ca·lig·i·nous

adjective

Dark, dim, or misty.

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You hold your breath. A good 20 feet before you stands the target, an insectoid from Geonosis, its wing adorned back turned to you. You are far out in the forest, nobody close enough to witness the crime that is about to happen.

Rule number 1: No witnesses

The creature now bends down to pick another mushroom - they have been in high demand recently because of their freshly discovered effects on the brain, and the insectoid is just one of many spice traders who are trying to profit off it. It’s the reason you have been hired, you think.

Rule number 2: No questions about the motive

Slowly, careful as to not rustle any leaves, you lift your dagger. One quick slit through the throat and it will be over, as the rules demand. You are about to jump forward and finish the job, when a bird behind you decides to break the silence and cry as if it were being murdered itself.

The Geonosian spins around and immediately spots you as you lunge forward to try and keep your advantage, but it’s too late. He jumps aside and you just barely miss him, cursing under your breath as he starts running away.

You run after him, slowing your steps as you realize which way he is going. Subtly grinning to yourself, you put the dagger back into its holster, taking out the machete that’s on your back.

He is running towards the river. The insectoid, from the planet that’s basically a desert, is unknowingly running towards the only source of water in a 100 miles radius.

You pick up the speed again, not wanting to lose sight of it. The sound of water flowing is already in your ears and you can see the target again, still running towards the water. Running so fast you could almost think it knew how to…

...swim.

You very nearly cry out in anger as you watch it jump into the water without hesitation, breaking into a full sprint to catch up to it. Geonosians can’t swim, right? Their bodies aren’t made for activities like this, unless…

Your jaw clenches as the realization hits you. There is exactly one subspecies of Geonosians that knows how to swim, and it makes up less than 5 percent of their population, a detail that the client certainly mentioned, but Magnus chose to deem irrelevant for you.

Rule number 3: No unfinished jobs

You sigh as you jump into the water as well, letting it pull you into its cold, all-encompassing embrace. Diving, you can see the target that’s been underwater for well over thirty seconds, indicating it -unlike you- has some kind of device that supplies it with oxygen. You start swimming towards it, all the while holding your breath and trying to calm your quick heart rate to increase the time you get before you need to come back up. The Geonosian is too focused on swimming away to realize that you are following it and getting closer with every second. You reach out with one hand, so close to grabbing the little device in its mouth, when it suddenly turns its body to face you and punches you in the face, the water slowing down your movements too much for you to block it. You see stars, both from the impact and the fact you are slowly running out of oxygen, but nevertheless you face it again and try to move its attention away from protecting its face and on the little blade you pull out with your left hand. You try to get a slice at its guts, and as it grabs your wrist in defense, you reach out with your right arm again and manage to rip the device from its mouth, immediately moving to get back to the land.

Air streams into your lungs as you break through the water surface, a gasp leaving your lips while you pull yourself on land on the root of a tree that has grown half into the river. You don't wait, but position yourself on one knee and take out your blaster, watching the rippling surface attentively.

It will have to reveal itself from the security of the tainted water soon, now that its breath is running out. It can only be a matter of seconds…

There. Bubbles appear on the water surface, and a few seconds later, that weird, bony head follows.

You take the shot and it goes straight through its skull, blue blood mixing with the brownish water around it.

At last you allow your body to relax somewhat, flopping down on the forest ground and leaning your back against the trunk of a tree.

“I better get paid extra for this,” you mumble as you unlock the beeping comlink on your wrist. It must be Magnus, wondering why it’s taking you so long to check in.

“Yes?” You answer the call annoyedly, still angered that he forgot to tell you something so crucial.

“You need to come to Felicia’s. Right now”

“Can’t this wait? I only got done just now and I-”

“No. Meet me right away. This is important.” He hangs up before you can retaliate.

You pull your drenched hair in frustration with one hand while bringing down the pointy tip of your dagger on an unsuspecting bug crawling over the leaves beside you. A string of curses leaves your mouth before you pull yourself up again and head back through the forest to where your speeder is hidden.

The ride to Felicia’s is shorter than one might think. The shady cantina is located just at the edge of the city, easily accessible from most places, but far enough away from where the action happens to be relatively empty most of the time - which is why the Concinnity chooses to do its business there quite often. Seeing as you are a guild of contract killers, you do need to switch locations frequently, but occasionally you still come back there. And today appears to be one of those occasions.

While you jump off your speeder, you wonder why Magnus would want you to come here. Usually, he meets with the client ahead of time and just assigns one of you to do the job at your headquarters, providing you with the information necessary (or not, apparently). It is rare that you even get to meet the client, which is more than fine with you. You value your privacy, and it’s not like the type of people who hire the likes of you make for the most pleasant company.

The wind and constant heat of Kessel did little to dry you off: You are still soaking wet, your hair clings to your face, and with every step you take, water drips on the ground.

Fuming with anger at Magnus for withholding important information and not even giving you time to dry off at your apartment, you push the door to the cantina open, squinting to make out the figures spread out across the dark room, the only fleck of color the reddish wood that makes up the floor. You hardly even notice anymore how the cantina folk tenses up and quickly looks away from you once they see your attire; it is a known fact that around these parts, people who wear more than two blasters are not to be messed with, because they are most likely professionals. It takes you a moment, but then you spot Magnus sitting at a table in a corner, a cloaked figure accompanying him. Your anger boils up again when you see his face. Sometimes he seems to forget whom he is ordering around like a dog. You are a trained killer, yet he treats you like his employee, somebody who runs errands for him - an inconvenience at times, nothing more.

Maybe he could use a reminder of how easy it would be to dispose of him. Hell, he didn’t even notice you entered the building, it is a miracle he is still alive in this field of work.

He definitely needs a reminder.

You move just a little bit closer and pull out one of the short throwing knives that you keep hidden on your backside, strapped to the inside of your belt. You study the roughly 4-inch weapon in your hand before adjusting your grip on it and aiming. Right at this moment he is dangling a chain from his fingers in front of his hooded partner. It’s the Concinnity badge, a proof of your reliability, a promise to integrity.

You calculate the strength and throw the knife.

It bores into the wooden wall behind them with deadly precision, pierced through the leather band of the chain that he had hanging from his fingers seconds ago. Even from your distanced position you can hear his yelp, which is satisfying but still doesn’t quite still the anger in you.

Both heads whip around to face the attacker, but when Magnus recognizes you, the look of fear turns to sheepishness. Your jaw clenches and you stride towards them.

“There you are!” He claps his hands together in his usual, eccentric demeanor.

“You!” You press out. “You said the target was Geonosian. You didn’t mention it was that type from the north!”

He raises his eyebrows in confusion. “I’m not following. What kind is that?”

“The kind that swims!” you spit out. There is a puddle forming where you are standing, and your wet gear, which is already heavy as it is, feels about ten times heavier now that it’s wet. You are pretty sure all of the detonators on your belt are completely busted, and only the maker knows how many gadgets you have lost in the river water. But most of all, you hate, hate, Magnus more than anything at this very moment, dry and comfortable, a pouch with credits set in front of him.

“That is unfortunate.” He merely says, while attempting to pull the knife out of the wall. “Take a seat.”

You grab a chair and position it at the table. Magnus hands you your knife, which you promptly sink into the table as a last outlet of your fury.

“This is your next client. My lord, this is her, she is our best… asset,” he grins conspiratorially. You give him an irritated side-glance.

Then, for the first time, you actually face the client. His hood hides most of his face, but you can see red skin and black marks that cover at least the lower half of his face. He moves his head ever so slightly in acknowledgment.

“The target is Galenos Tallav,” Magnus continues. Your breath catches in your throat, a spark inside you ignited again. How dare he - “and the time is pressing. You need to finish this job in a week, the sooner you can do it, the better.”

You stare at him, silently cursing him in every language you know. That bastard wants to test you and your loyalty, he is mocking you with this obvious-

“Now, I know what you think,” he lowers his voice, “but I only chose you for this assignment, because the time is so pressing, and I know you can do it in the time frame. Also, the pay well compensates for it, trust me.”

You look at him darkly, the name of the target still reverberating through your head and bringing up sore memories. Memories he knows of.

“Fine.”

“Perfect!” He looks overjoyed, way too eager to accept this task. This client, the man with the hood, truly must be paying very well.

“Let’s get to the details, then. You are of course in charge, but I suggest you try sneaking in disguised as a slave, you know how many-” You interrupt him with a curse in our native language, which you assume the client does not speak, judging by the fact we have been speaking Basic up until this point.

With the characteristic hissing of your own language you remind him that he made sure many years ago you would never, ever be able to be disguised as a slave. Back then, when he decided to punish you by having all these marks etched into your skin- skin you would have to show as a slave.

How could he forget all the cruelties you had to endure under his watch so easily?

He shrugs, yet another infuriating habit of his, and raises his hands defensively. Switching back to Basic, he says, “A different plan, then. Now, if you’ll excuse me…” He gets up from the chair, grabbing the pouch on the table while leaving. “I have business to attend to”. He turns his back to you, about to head out, when he spins around again. “That is, if you’ve finished the job?”

What a stupid question. “Of course I finished the job!” you snap. “But that wasn’t thanks to you and your unreliable distribution of information. We’ll talk later.” You try to make the last part sound threatening, but he is not impressed. That’s what happens when your boss has basically raised you since you were a toddler.

Once he is completely out of earshot, you abruptly turn to face the man in front of you, taking in his appearance properly now. He is wearing many layers of clothing, which, considering Kessel’s hot climate, clearly makes him an outsider. You can see the beginning of a wide belt, but it’s not a utility belt like the one you are wearing. The only thing clasped to it is… A silver handle?

You narrow your eyes, staring where you presume his eyes are.

“What are you?” It’s hard to tell whether he is taken aback by the bold question. You suppose there are other reasons why you typically have minimal client contact. “The Jedi are not welcome here, you know,” you say, slowly moving your eyes back to where you spotted what you are sure is a lightsaber.

“I am no Jedi.” His voice is surprisingly soothing, but his face is scrunched up into a snarl. You wonder how else he would have acquired a lightsaber, but remember that the Concinnity possesses one too - locked up in the weapon chamber and not cleared for taking on missions, but they have one. It was taken from a Jedi in a fight by one of their own a few years back; you remember getting to try it out before it was confiscated.

You don’t push the matter any further and lean back in a more relaxed manner: his reaction to being called a Jedi is all you needed to hear.

“Are you going to require any kind of proof when the job is done? A finger, toe, hair, ear,...?”

“Your memory of the deed will be sufficient.” You nod slowly, ignoring how weirdly he phrased his answer.

“Do you mind any additional deaths in the name of the mission, such as guards and or witnesses?” You rattle down the standard procedure for setting the frame for missions.

“No. Do what you must.”

“Good.” This makes it much easier, no pesky requirements in the name of a clean conscience.

“How fast can you do it?” He asks, his tone pressing.

You ponder for a moment.

“Considering I will most likely only get one shot at this, I want to tail him for a day or two, assess his security situation, both guards and housing, then I will need at least one more day to prepare, if not two. It all depends on what I can find while shadowing him. So, figure four days, if all goes well.”

He nods, seemingly satisfied with the answer. Reaching inside his cloak, he pulls out a little device, equipped with only one button.

“Press this when it is done, and I will meet you outside this cantina.”

You hold the small machine between your fingers briefly before putting it in a pocket inside your jacket.

He gets up from the table, giving you a small nod as he leaves. You remain seated for another minute, then take your leave as well. You have a mission to prepare for.

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V3 Boys Reaction | killing someone out of self-defense

A/N: I tried to write this in a different way than my last written reaction. Let me know what works best for you guys! Personally, this way doesn’t take me as long, but in the end, it’s up to you guys of course.

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Genre: angst

Important remark: C/N, in this case, means culprit’s name.

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Gonta Gokuhara

Gonta’s typical nature is to never hurt anyone. For him to be in a situation where he has no other choice but to kill a person out of self-defense, it must have been crucial.

Gonta, being the oblivious person that he is would easily get tricked into meeting up with a person. They would ask him discreetly and it wouldn’t take much for Gonta to be convinced.

Gonta would walk in with a glittering smile on his face, not worried about his safety or doubting the situation whatsoever.

Gonta would end up accidentally knocking the person out. The culprit would attempt a sneak attack on Gonta, only for Gonta to turn around quickly when he heard quiet shuffling. Before he knew it, the culprit was on the ground, undoubtedly knocked out, cold. What exactly occurred, was Gonta clueless about.

Fright and hysteria would be painted clear all over his face and body. While trying to comprehend what had taken place, he was also trying to make sense of why this person was carrying a weapon with them. After some thinking, he realized the person's true intentions.

Gonta would pace back and forth hesitant of what to do. Without realizing it, the culprit had woken back up and had noticed the frightened Gonta. The culprit was sneaking up to him patiently and carefully, with the weapon in hand once again, he attempted to strike with all their might at Gonta, but Gonta reacted faster, snatching the weapon out of their hand mid swung.

“C/N what are you doing? Gonta not accept this” Gonta confused and heated from the situation, would yell at the person with all his might and throw the weapon far away.

The culprit was quick and pulled out a substitute. Gonta was taken over by rage and before he could stop himself, he pushed the culprit backward resulting in them flying back at a rapid speed, knocking the back of their head into the wall. Immediately Gonta ran up to the person attempting to awaken them, little did he know the person took their last breath right then and there.

Regret couldn’t even begin to describe how Gonta felt. Gonta never intended for any of this to happen, but it was too late. He would feel guilty until the day he died, which wouldn’t be long after, because Gonta would admit to his crime and would go through with his execution.

Kiibo

Just like Gonta, Kiibo would be reluctant and attempting to make peace, but I also think he would be wary and cautious of the situation. During some free time, Kiibo would make his way to his destination for the time being. Somehow, he could sense a presence as he was making his way there.

Kiibo would start to move slower and slower watching his surroundings like a hawk, it was clear he was nervous and anxious. He managed to make it to his destination unharmed and it felt as if a burden was lifted from his shoulders. Finally, being able to relax, Kiibo started enjoying his free time.

Not too long after one of his classmates walked in, surprising Kiibo as it wasn’t typically someone he would spend a lot of time with. At the time he didn’t know this person would attempt to murder him, but even then Kiibo did have a weird feeling about the interaction.

After spending a bit of time with the culprit, and feeling relaxed again, Kiibo left for only a moment to retrieve an object that the culprit had asked to see. He was walking back into the room when suddenly the culprit swung a huge hammer at Kiibo as he was walking in. How he managed to dodge the hit, was a miracle truly.

“C/N what is going on? Put down the hammer” Kiibo shouted, dropping the item he was holding, backing away from the enraged culprit. The culprit seemed to have gone nuts as they were just swinging around the hammer randomly, not even aiming at Kiibo anymore. Soon after they dropped to the ground, exhausted from swinging the blunt instrument around. Kiibo was frozen in the moment, completely unresponsive due to shock. It took him some time to snap out of it.

“So, what are you going to do now? Are you going to tell the others?” the culprit was smug, despite their obvious failed attempt. Suddenly the culprit would jump up, running at Kiibo knocking him to the ground. Getting ahold of the hammer, the culprit would try to smash in Kiibo’s head once again. This time Kiibo knew that he had to end the situation. Kiibo dodged the hit swiftly and pushed the culprit backward, by punching their stomach.

Picking the hammer up from the ground, Kiibo quickly swung at the culprit before they could get back on their feet. Immediately dread would fill Kiibo as he dropped the hammer on the ground, his eyes darting all over the place, realizing what he had done.

I believe Kiibo would also commit to his murder. He just seems too friendly and honest to commit murder and try to get away with it.

Kaito Momota

Kaito would be making his way out of the dorms to meet up with a few classmates for their usual night training.

Kaito showed up confused, searching the area for his missing classmates. He would start to doubt if he arrived too late or maybe even too early. Kaito would wait around in case one of them showed up, but the longer he waited the more worried he got.

Kaito would hurry back the dorms, knocking on the first door of the missing classmate. No one replied or opened the door, so Kaito made his way to the next classmate’s door. As soon as he started to knock on the door it slowly opened. Kaito would feel extremely nervous and terrified, hurrying inside the room to check for the missing classmates.

What he walked in on was definitely something he never expected at this very moment. Before him, lay the body of Kaito’s dead classmate. Kaito wouldn’t even have time to react or get help, because soon after, the other missing classmate would come out of their hiding place, immediately running towards Kaito, with a knife in hand. The culprit managed to slash Kaito’s upper arm.

Kaito would cry out in pain, quickly turning around, but only to see the face of his fellow classmate.

“C/N did you do this? Please don’t do something you are going to regret” Kaito was unsure of what to say, knowing he couldn’t convince this person to change their mind. The culprit would attempt to strike at Kaito again, but Kaito fought back this time. He pushed the culprit into the wall, knocking them out in the process. Kaito took a moment to think through what to do and figured he would murder the culprit. Even if he would get caught, he’d probably still get away with it since the blackened would be the first culprit.

Even if Kaito wouldn’t get executed or graduate he would still end up being hated by the rest of his classmates. It would take him a little while to truly realize what he had done even if his true intention was self-defense and felt it was for the better, he had still murdered another person. One of his classmates and he would continue feeling guilty about this for the rest of his life.

Kokichi Ouma

Ouma would be the type of person to kill someone out of self-defense and manipulate it to create a mystery out of it.

Ouma would be by himself doing just what Ouma usually does. He knew his classmates were annoyed with Ouma keeping to himself acting all suspicious, but it only encouraged him even more. He knew his classmates weren’t exactly fond of him or trusted him very much and a particular person had decided to get rid of him before he could win this killing game.

Ouma was spending some time in his ultimate lab during some free time, and suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

“It’s open!” Ouma would yell enthusiastically. Ouma would watch the door open out of the corner of his eye, still paying attention to what he was doing.

“C/N what are you doing here? Have you finally decided to join my secret organization?” Ouma would ask, with a smug expression. He would spend some time with the culprit during this free time, but Ouma knew in the back of his mind that something wasn’t quite right so he stayed alert the entire time.

Ouma would constantly try to trick the culprit into striking their attack, by turning around and paying attention to other things and suddenly the culprit finally pulled a knife they had kept hidden. This was the moment Ouma had prepared for, so he very carefully pulled out a knife he also had kept hidden. The same moment the culprit struck at Ouma, he quickly turned around and stabbed the culprit in the chest.

“You actually thought you could kill me? Pathetic” he’d laugh at the culprit's idiocy, watching as the culprit dropped to the ground, life slowly draining out of them. As soon as the culprit was dead, Ouma would immediately start setting up his master plan to hide any evidence that could lead to him being the murderer.

It wouldn’t be a surprise if Ouma got away with his master plan, but if he was caught he would whine like a small child. Although being upset that he was caught, he would also respect the person who had figured out his plan and would tell them something along the line of “Since you can figure out any case I expect you to win this game”.

Ouma would not be fazed walking into his execution, as much as he was disappointed in himself, he could not show weakness in his last moments alive.

Korekiyo Shinguji

Kiyo would be going for a relaxing night stroll, thinking about this killing game and where he saw himself in it. He was deep in thought while exploring the school until he heard quiet footsteps behind him. Kiyo knew not to react or turn around, so he kept walking as if he heard nothing.

Kiyo continued walking, this time completely focused on any sound that may occur. A little while went by before he heard anything again, but this time he again heard faint footsteps. Kiyo had decided to hide around a corner so he could catch the person red-handed, and so he did.

Kiyo had waited around a corner at the top of the stairs, and true enough not long after, the culprit came sneaking up the stairs. Kiyo lashed towards them, pinning them up against a wall.

“What is it that you are planning?” he asked absolutely fearless of the person. On the other hand, the culprit was panicking. After the culprit had explained themselves, Kiyo let them go, still feeling uneasy.

Not long after, while Kiyo was making his way back to the dorms, the sound of running became louder by the second. Kiyo turned around seeing the culprit run at him with a weapon in hand. Kiyo swiftly dodged their attack and pinned them to a wall once again.

“You’ve made a terrible mistake” would be Kiyo’s last words to that person before he grabbed the knife from their hand and slashed their throat open. Kiyo rushed to go and grab resources to cover for his murder and it didn’t take him long before he returned and immediately picked up the body bringing it with him so he could cover his traces. After Kiyo had carefully cleared every trace he could, he returned to his room exhausted and immediately passed out.

Little did he know one of his classmates had seen him return to the dorm all distressed and out of breath. In the end, Kiyo would be caught solely for the fact that someone had seen him commit his sin, therefore Kiyo would accept his fate with no complaints whatsoever.

Kiyo wouldn’t even regret his mistake he had made, he didn’t have much will to even bother with the horrible life he suffered every day. He just wanted to go home to his sister and now he could. He couldn’t go through anything more beautiful than that.

Rantaro Amami

Rantaro was working hard in the library. He had been searching for clues all day and it was already quite late at night, but he was so deep in thought he hadn’t even realized the nighttime announcement that had played more than an hour ago.

The library door would slowly open, the culprit peeking inside to see who could be in there. They had seen the dim light shine through the door at the bottom outside of the library. At this point, the culprit had already grabbed their weapon of choice from the storage room. Rantaro hadn’t noticed anything, he was leaning against the bookshelf, eyes skimming over a paragraph he was reading. If it wasn’t because at this very moment that Rantaro’s eyes started to get tired and he couldn’t concentrate on the words any longer, he probably would have been the victim this night. He closed the book quickly returning it to its dusty spot on the shelf.

Rantaro turned around only to meet eyes with the culprit that was only mere meters away from him. Immediately Rantaro’s eyes darted down to their hand, in which they were holding a metal arrow.

“Huh? What’s this, C/N?” Rantaro asked not even fazed, he was slightly confused. but not frightened.

The culprit wouldn’t respond but just run at Rantaro with the weapon raised so he could easily stab him. Rantaro’s eyes shot open and he quickly realized what was happening.

Rantaro ran at the culprit grabbing them by their waist, knocking them down but also falling with them. They both looked around trying to find the weapon that the culprit had dropped during the fall. Rantaro spotted it and crawled over as fast as he could. He picked up the weapon and immediately got up on his feet, he was out of breath.

“How about we both leave here and never talk about this again and then I’ll snap this arrow in half?” he suggested attempting to give the culprit a second chance, but they weren’t convinced. The culprit got up and started running at Rantaro again. As much as Rantaro didn’t want to, he stopped the culprit, by piercing them through the chest with the metal arrow.

Rantaro would start to panic as he looked down on his hands that were covered with blood. Now he was nothing more than a murderer and there was no way he would ever be able to forgive himself.

Ryoma Hoshi

Ryoma would be relaxing in the dining room just having a snack and talking with a few of his other classmates. He didn’t have much motivation to get anything done that day, so he had decided to just do whatever he felt like.

One by one everyone left the dining hall and a bit later he was sitting there alone, just drinking some tea and thinking about life.

All of a sudden a person walked in, the culprit. At the time Ryoma had no idea, so he just greeted them with a nod. The culprit sat down and they started casually talking. The person’s intention was to take the life of Ryoma mainly for their own selfish needs, but also because they knew Ryoma’s perspective on life.

Something seemed to have changed in Ryoma for once, even tho he didn’t have much motivation for daily tasks, he seemed to have a bit of a more positive look on life and he would try to make it out of this horrible place with the rest of his classmates.

It wasn’t long until nighttime would arrive and Ryoma wanted to take a shower before then, so he said his goodnights to the culprit and left the dining hall making his way to the dorms.

Ryoma had walked into his room peacefully and started to prepare for his shower, little did he know he had forgotten to lock his dorm room. He had finished preparing and got in the shower.

During this time the culprit made their way into Ryoma’s room and had hidden behind the door to the shower room, so when he walked back out, he had easy access to attack him right then and there.

Ryoma finished showering and got dressed again, he got out of the shower room and that’s when the culprit struck at Ryoma, but they missed and hit the door instead. Ryoma was shocked by the sudden appearance and he immediately backed away from the culprit.

“C/N please you don’t have to do this” Ryoma would try to convince the culprit as sincere as possible, but they weren’t touched by his words. Ryoma picked up his desk chair to shield himself from the culprit, but they wouldn’t give up, so Ryoma, in the end, decided to smack the culprit with the chair, so he did. He ended up hitting them harder than intended and it created a hole in their forehead and blood was just pouring out.

Ryoma’s intention was just to knock them out, not to kill them. Ryoma was filled with regret and decided it was best if he just accepted his punishment out of respect.

Shuichi Saihara

It wasn’t long ago that Shuichi and his classmates had discovered the body of their other classmate, so Shuichi was extremely focused on the investigation. He was trying his very best to figure out who the culprit could be, but while he was focused on obtaining clues, the culprit was planning to murder Shuichi.

Shuichi knew he didn’t have much time left and he still needed to search the body again, so as he was making his way back to where the crime took place he was pulled into another room.

“Wh-What’s happening?” Shuichi would yell, struggling to turn around and see who was pulling him. Shuichi managed to free himself from their grasp and saw his fellow classmate holding a kitchen knife in their hand. Shuichi very carefully started retreating further away from them. He could feel the sweat starting to form and his hands were shaking out of fear.

“C/N calm down. Let’s talk about this” he reassured them, carefully making his way toward the culprit so he could disarm them, but the culprit was only getting furious and started lashing at Shuichi.

Shuichi was dodging their attacks, but only because the culprit wasn’t trying to aim for him, he was only slashing the air in front of him. Shuichi managed to get behind the culprit and pinned the hands of them. Shuichi started leading the person out of the room, his intention was to take him to his classmates and reveal what had happened, but the culprit wasn’t giving up. They struggled furiously and managed free themselves from Shuichi.

The culprit ran back hurrying to pick up the knife and ran at Shuichi once again, this time the culprit managed to slightly mark Shuichi’s cheek. Shuichi jumped at the culprit, causing both of them to drop to the floor where they fought for their life.

Shuichi was out of breath but knew his life was on the line so, in the end, he managed to pin the culprit down, by sitting above them.

With the knife in hand, Shuichi stabbed the culprit, ending their life right then and there. Shuichi dropped the knife and crawled far away from the body. His breath was only increasing more and more now that he had realized what he had done.

His classmates walked in at that exact moment and saw the horrified Shuichi who at this point was crying out of fear.

~ Mod Ibuki

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kentuckywrites · 4 years ago

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TBOS: Siren AU

Captain Fudge Carson of the RSV Deniable and his crew come across treacherous waters full of sirens. When one pulls Fudge overboard, his crew saves them both, and an unlikely friendship is formed.

The seas preached danger in the night, their waves signals of a threat beneath the surface. Captain Fudge Antonio Carson knew this danger all too well, and as his trusty ship plowed through the water, he kept his eyes glued downwards to the waves below. The sirens never once thought about how their shadows would reflect against the ocean surface, no matter how many times they attacked the incoming ships down this route. His harpoon gun in hand, Fudge turned to face his second in command, a stern and powerful woman named Rebecca Emeraldia, whose focus was set straight ahead of her.

“Perfect weather for sirens,” Fudge commented with a sigh, the skies stormy and dark above their heads, “I’d tell the others to hide. Things will get messy.”

“And what of yourself, Captain?” Rebecca asked.

He smirked. “I’ll be more than alright. Remember, their song doesn’t affect me. Only those who have a particular desire for women.”

“Yes, Captain,” She said before turning heel and walking down the stairs to the major portion of the deck, where the crew were preparing the ship for what was to come. They all knew these waters now, what fate they would encounter if they didn’t take the right precautions. The sirens were cunning with their songs, but they had all been taught in the naval academy that all sirens were female, that they could only seduce men. He was one of three men aboard; the other two knew they had to hide. The other four crew members were female, and he believed that their combined strength would be enough to navigate, at first. But the first night they’d sailed this route together, he had almost lost two of them to the sirens’ clutches. It turned out that men weren’t the only target - it was any man or woman who had a sexual preference for women.

It was a good thing that Fudge was gay.

He never stated it outright to his crew, but he got the feeling they already knew. A gay man, one of the most renouned captains to sail the Tilapitas Sea. Now that was something that would make the front headlines of the newspaper. But it didn’t need to. It wasn’t something to write about, not to Fudge. He was content being praised for his work and continuing to live up to everyone’s expectations. He hadn’t even been shooting for a promotion when the academy promoted him to captain. He had gone into the academy looking to become a ship technician, someone to fix the damages on the high seas, but being a captain? Now that was more of a challenge for him, and a challenge he had accepted in a heartbeat.

Fudge heard Rebecca commanding the crew members who were targets to head inside, put their earplugs in, get some good rest. When he turned around from his position on watch, she and Chloe remained on the deck, staring up at Fudge. Chloe was almost finished adjusting the sails for the new decrease in wind speed; her hands shook on the rope line she was loosening. She was the youngest crew member on board, having just graduated from the naval academy, and she was the younger sister of Eric, one of Fudge’s best crewmen. She hadn’t yet found her place on board and was following everyone’s footsteps where she could. Fudge admired her willingness to learn and couldn’t help but be reminded of himself in his first days onboard a ship when he looked at her. This would be her third night dealing with siren-infested waters.

“Alright you two, you know the drill,” Fudge told them, leaving his self-determined post to step down to the deck and address them, “Eyes on the water, harpoon guns drawn. If either of you need help at any point, scream as loud as you can and we’ll come running. Do NOT, under any circumstances, try anything brave. This is about survival, not heroics.”

“Yes, Captain,” They sounded off in unison. Rebecca walked off to the right side of the ship, removing her harpoon gun off of her back holster as a gentle breeze pushed her hair to the side. Chloe remained, hands letting go of the rope she was holding.

“Ah, Fudge - I mean, Captain?”

“Yes, Chloe?” Fudge said.

“Have you, um...have you lost anybody to the sirens before? Other crew members?”

“No one so far,” He told her, “Let’s hope it stays that way. Just remember what you learned and you’ll be fine. Rebecca and I are both here if things get hairy.”

“Thank you,” She said with a nod before going to her post on the left side of the ship, drawing her harpoon gun with hands still shaking. Fudge walked up the back stairs to the ship’s steering wheel, his hands floating over the wooden pegs. They were maintaining a straight course through the sirens’ territory, a somewhat rocky outcropping created by ancient volcanic activity. The island they were sailing for wasn’t far, but that made it all the more perfect for sirens to attack.

They went silent and remained silent, even when they had made it to the heart of the rocky outcrop. Fudge’s hands were steady on the wheel, pushing gentle turns as to avoid any damages to the ship. He’d navigated this terrain what felt like a hundred times before, and he’d navigate it a hundred more times before his retirement. He’d be damned if things didn’t go smoothly.

After passing through the first half of the outcrop, the sirens began to sing. He heard the song, but they only sounded like whispers to his ears. Chloe twitched at her post but remained steadfast, and Rebecca hardly flinched. Fudge smiled to himself. The worst would soon be over.

But then he heard something new. Amongst the whispers of siren songs, there came a new set of vocals, deeper, filled with anguish. Fudge’s eyes widened as the music reached his ears. Was this a siren? No, it couldn’t be, they couldn’t affect him. Shaking his head, he turned his attention to Chloe, who yelled as if on cue.

“Siren abeam to starboard!”

Fudge acknowledged her with a stern nod. “Watch it. If it comes too close, shoot it. We’re not having any attacks tonight.”

“Yes, Captain!”

And so she returned to her watchful duty, all while Fudge racked his brain for the reason why he could hear the one song above all else. Was this a new breed of siren, perhaps? Curiosity got the better of him, and he jogged down the stairs towards Chloe, his harpoon gun drawn and at the ready.

“Do you hear it?” Fudge asked her.

“The one song that’s louder than the others? I do,” She admitted.

“This is the first time I’ve heard it, I don’t -”

And that was when the water shifted beneath them. Fudge looked down at the waves, and there it was. A siren, figure distorted beneath the water, a pair of glowing purple eyes easily mistaken for stars, had it not been a cloudy night. Without hesitation Fudge aimed his harpoon gun over the deck, finger hovering over the trigger, waiting patiently for the siren’s next move. This was the one singing; the song felt so close to him now, clawing at his skin, begging for him to jump in, to give up his mortal life. Even though this one pulled at his heart in a way the others couldn’t, Fudge resisted the pull.

“Captain?” Chloe pulled his attention away for a second, and when Fudge’s eyes returned to the siren, it had surfaced above the waves. Its glowing eyes were clearer now, but what was also clear was the fact that this was no ordinary siren.

“You’re a male siren,” Fudge breathed, gun still pointed at the siren’s head, “Fascinating. The navy’s going to have a field day with this.”

Keeping his stare dead on the siren, he ordered Chloe, “Wake the others and get the fishing net. I want this one on board.”

He could sense Chloe’s hesitation. “What? Why?”

“We’ve never encountered or logged an experience with a male siren in all of history,” He said, “I’m not passing up the chance to learn more about him. This information could be crucial for the navy.”

“Yes, Captain,” And off Chloe went to retrieve the others.

Fudge started to observe the siren, who he realized was staring just as intently as him. The siren’s hair was dark, his skin pale and slicked with seawater, and even from this distance Fudge could tell his tail was long and powerful. But that detail was obscured not just by the water. There was a dark cloud surrounding him beneath the waves, and upon closer inspection, Fudge realized what it was.

The siren was bleeding.

There were wounds all over his body, scrapes and cuts of all shapes and sizes along his torso and arms. One had even pierced his face, leaving a scratch along his cheek. Fudge’s harpoon gun lowered, his brow furrowing. The siren hadn’t attacked him even though he was in clear view. The siren only sang, only watched. Was it...was it asking for help? No, that was more impossible than the fact that male sirens existed. But Fudge couldn’t help but wonder what was stopping the siren from attacking.

He wasn’t sure what was keeping his crew so long to get the net, but something compelled him to lower his hand for the siren to take. Fudge was convinced that this wasn’t the song at work, no, this was of his own volition. The crew were taking too long and a siren was hurt. The siren watched him extend his arm and hand out, and though the distance between them was still great, the siren leapt forward and took his hand as the water parted around him. Fudge’s hand wrapped around the siren’s wrist, trying to maintain a good grip on his wet skin without falling overboard. He heard his crew behind him yelling commands to each other, prompting Fudge to call out to them.

“The siren’s bleeding! Quick, help me!”

Rebecca came on his left side and Cicada approached his right, both holding two of the ends of the net. Rebecca saw what he was trying to do and immediately dropped the net, screaming, “What are you doing?!”

“I’m not entranced, I promise!” Fudge responded, throwing his harpoon gun to the ground so he could use both hands to keep the siren in his grasp, “Just help me get him on board!”

And finally his strength faltered, and his feet were no longer on solid ground. He toppled over the side of the ship and landed back first into the water, his hand slipping from the siren’s. As the ocean embraced him, Fudge was hit with a wave of incredible cold, and his arms wrapped around his body, his legs curling up to his stomach. His eyes squeezed tight as he sank, with little care about returning to the surface.

Hands pressed against his cheeks, holding his face. When Fudge’s eyes opened he was met with the glowing gaze of the siren, whose face was mere inches away from his. Fudge released a breath in surprise, bubbles flying up and out of his mouth. The siren saw this loss of crucial oxygen and swam around him, his long arms wrapping around Fudge’s torso. He unwrapped himself and the siren dragged him up towards the surface, where the shadow of a net loomed close over their heads. Fudge drifted out of consciousness just as they broke the surface.

When Fudge woke up again, it was unceremonious. His eyes opened to the familiar wooden boards of the ceiling, under the blankets of his own bed. A window was open to his right, allowing the sun to shine on his covered legs. He yawned, sitting up and stretching his arms outwards. How long had it been since he’d gotten a proper night’s sleep? He shook his head, trying to remember all of the details from the night before. Fudge had made it on board, that much was clear, but what had happened to the siren? He pushed himself out of bed, intent on finding out.

Fudge made his way upstairs and towards his quarters, ignoring the fact that he was wearing nothing but a simple white shirt and shorts, stripped of his uniform. He opened the door to his quarters and found Eric hunched over a tall table, a roll of gauze in his hands. A long purple tail decorated the end of the table that Eric’s silhouette wasn’t covering. The siren. Eric had dressed most of the siren’s wounds. There were more bandages wrapped around his body than Fudge thought there’d be, around his torso and his arms and his tail. Eric smiled as Fudge approached the table, wrapping up the spare gauze in his hands.

“He’s been through hell and back,” Eric observed, “I don’t know what could’ve done this kinda damage to him. Maybe other sirens, maybe a sea monster.”

“We won’t find out until he wakes up,” Fudge said, “Do we have the tank set up? I’d rather not keep him out of the water for too long.”

“Putting him in the tank isn’t the best of ideas right now, not when I’ve applied a good chunk of ointment to his wounds, and the bandages aren’t exactly waterproof. I’d recommend keeping him out on dry land for at least today so I can see how his wounds heal.”

Fudge nodded in understanding. “Alright. Still, ask the others to set up the tank here in my office. I’ll keep watch over him while you work.”

“Are you sure, Captain?” Eric finished putting away his medical supplies, “I mean, he almost...when he pulled you over last night -”

“He didn’t kill me then, and I didn’t fall overboard because of his song,” Fudge reassured him, “If anything, I’d like to be the first to question him when he wakes up. There’s so much I want to know - that we need to know.”

Eric sighed, unsure of how to answer. Fudge didn’t blame him - they’d all been trained to be wary of the sirens, and having one on board put a raw and heavy feeling inside Fudge’s chest. He swallowed to alleviate some of the tension as Eric answered.

“Just yell for any of us if it looks like trouble, Captain. Remember what they say about handling sirens -”

“The more, the merrier,” Fudge chuckled, “Now get back out there and take your post.”

Eric nodded and left without another word, and when the door shut behind him Fudge took a deep breath, exhaling out his mouth. He had a spare uniform stowed away in his desk, so once he changed and patted down the folds, he returned to the siren’s side. Its eyes were closed, but the steady rise and fall of its chest gave away the fact that it was breathing. Sirens were mammals, like their upper bodies suggested, and they still needed air to breathe. The navy had used that to their advantage when it came to the hunts last year.

Turning away, Fudge sat down at his desk, staring at the blank sheets of paper on his desk. The amount of paperwork this would entail was astronomical. Better to get started on it now while he waited for the siren to regain consciousness. He arranged the loose papers before him, grabbing his quill to begin writing. Every so often he glanced up at the siren to see if there was any noticeable movement, but every time he did, nothing had changed. The siren still slept soundly, chest rising and falling with every breath. Fudge eventually concluded he wouldn’t be waking up any time soon and kept his focus on his work.

At one point he realized that the report would likely need a visual reference, seeing as this siren was completely new and foreign to naval history. Fudge looked back up at the siren, still sleeping, and attempted to eyeball what he looked like. Half human, half fish - a strong torso, a long and powerful purple tail that shone in the sunlight, fins attached to his outer arms and poking out of where his ears should have been. Long black hair that had fluffed out with the absence of water, and glowing indigo eyes that could pierce the darkness of the night, staring into him with such a curiosity that -

Wait a minute.

Fudge blinked a couple times, realizing that the siren’s eyes had opened. They stared at each other in silence, neither moving for quite some time. Fudge eventually returned his quill to the inkwell and folded his hands on the desk, careful not to smudge the drying ink on his papers.

“Good morning. This must be something of a shock to you.”

The siren’s gaze shifted down to its body, noticing the bandages wrapped around his arms and torso. He lifted his arm to get a better view of one of the wraps on his hand, obscuring his eyes from Fudge’s view. Fudge stood up, walking around his desk and approaching the siren.

“We had one of our medical officers patch you up. When we found you, you were seriously injured. What attacked you?”

He kept his voice stern, though his curiosity was killing him inside. The siren’s gaze returned to him, lowering his arm back down to the table. His expression never changed, and he made no move to speak. Fudge wondered if the siren could even understand what he was saying, if his questions were falling on deaf ears.

The siren extended his arm outwards again, towards Fudge. A faint hum emanated from his throat, and though it was weak, Fudge felt his heart beating underneath his uniform, his shoulders stiffening. He took a cautious step back, unsure of what the siren was trying to do, scared that in this moment that he’d be taken advantage of. He wasn’t about to let an injured siren kill him on his own ship. When he stepped back, however, the siren paused his quiet hum, and something in his expression shifted towards hurt, hurt not from his wounds. His arm retracted ever so slightly, still holding on to some unknown hope. Fudge tried to piece two and two together and decided that maybe, just maybe, this siren was trying to do something that wasn’t harmful. He’d saved his life last night, after all, and there was something so gentle about his movements, so innocent and peaceful.

Fudge walked back towards the siren, taking his hand in his own. The siren’s skin was cold to the touch, mostly dry now that he’d been out of the water for so long. The siren grinned, showing a hint of sharp teeth underneath his lips. He hummed a few quiet notes, and Fudge felt his body relax. There was no imminent danger besides the one he was imagining.

“This is unlike anything I’ve ever done before,” Fudge mumbled, “Holding hands with a siren...who knew?”

The siren tilted his head, now lifted slightly off the table. He continued to hum, a low and quiet tune that still hit Fudge’s ears with an uncanny strength. Of course he’d never expected to encounter a male siren, but he had to admit that it made sense that he was bewitched by the song. It wasn’t to the point of being controlled, but to the point where he acknowledged its power, what the song could make him do if the siren sang any louder. On edge, Fudge released his hand from the siren’s, trying to maintain his stern tone from before.

“Can you even understand me? Can you speak English?”

The siren blinked, the song continuing. He nodded once, and only once.

“So you can only understand me but not speak English?” Fudge tried to put together the pieces.

The siren nodded once again.

“That’s good to know...well, ah, how about this. I’ll give you a few questions, you answer yes or no by shaking your head.” When the siren looked puzzled, Fudge added on, “It’s not often that we have sirens on board. I’ll admit, this is in part due to my own curiosity, and in part to document this encounter.”

The siren nodded at that, and Fudge took a step back, pressing the outer edge of his pointer finger into his chin. What would the navy want to know first? What did Fudge want to know first? He decided to try and mix the two together.

“So, do you know what attacked you? We found you injured last night, but we couldn’t tell what hurt you.”

The siren nodded once, his hum growing sad and wistful. Fudge wanted specifics, so he tried a few different options.

“Were you attacked by a shark?”

The siren shook his head.

“A sea monster?”

A hum mimicking a laugh, then he shook his head.

“By one of your own kind?”

Another head shake.

“Did humans do this?”

And there it was, the nod of confirmation. Fudge wasn’t sure why he was surprised to see that he was right, but after a moment of silence he concluded that it was because the siren was so trusting at first, that if humans had indeed attacked him, then why would he go to humans for help? Fudge adjusted his goggles, biting his lower lip in thought. This didn’t make sense, but it wasn’t like he could ask for the specifics.

“So humans attacked you. I, um...I’m sorry about that. I know that probably doesn’t mean much, coming from me, but…”

The siren smiled, an understanding in his eyes. The song grew louder, and something in Fudge’s stomach went heavy, as if he’d eaten a stone that gravity was trying to reclaim. He couldn’t deny that the siren was beautiful, but he tried to shake himself clean of the thoughts, attributing the sudden interest to the power of the song.

“So are there more male sirens out there?” Fudge continued his questions, doing everything in his power to seem unfazed by the song.

The siren hesitated before nodding, and Fudge’s eyes widened. “Really! This is the first time we’ve ever seen a male siren before. You guys are good at hiding, though I’m curious why this is our first time seeing you considering your kind lure people down to the water for a midnight snack.”

He chuckled at his own little joke, but the siren’s expression shifted to a scowl. Even though it was hard to tell due to his pupiless eyes, Fudge could see his gaze shift away and the song took a sharp turn in key.

“You can’t be mad at me for stating the obvious,” Fudge protested, “Sirens eat humans. They have for a thousand years and will continue for a thousand more.”

He didn’t know it was possible, but the siren’s shift in song sent a crackling noise through Fudge’s ears, like a swarm of bees had surrounded him, invading his mind and all his senses. He didn’t have to understand the siren’s language to know that this was frustration, this was an anger beneath the surface.

“Moving on, then…” Fudge said, his limbs tense. “I suppose I’m rude for not asking this first, but do you have a name?”

The buzzing noise resided, prickling at the back of Fudge’s mind. The siren nodded once, and his mouth opened as if he were about to speak. Instead of words, a screech emanated from his throat, and Fudge covered his ears from the added pain. Well, that explained not being able to speak English. The siren quickly silenced himself when he saw Fudge growing agitated, and a soft hum indicated something close to an apology. Fudge straightened his spine, sighing.

“Is there any way you could tell me what your name is without doing that again?”

The siren raised a hand to his mouth, hiding its melodic giggles. It was a heartwarming thing, one that sent Fudge into a panicked blush. It was getting harder to resist this siren’s song - perhaps there was something about the male siren’s song that was more powerful than the female’s? He would have to investigate that at a later date.

The siren then pointed to Fudge’s desk, towards the inkwell and the parchment he’d been writing on minutes ago. Fudge couldn’t hide his surprise. “You can write?”

When the siren nodded, Fudge shrugged and walked briskly to his desk, picking up a spare piece of paper and one of his more well-used ink pens. He carried those in one hand, and the inkwell in the other. By the time he looked back to the siren, he’d propped himself up on the table so that he was sitting upright. His tail swished against the ground, long enough that it stretched out a decent ways from the table. In the light of the golden sun, his scales were a dark indigo sky, stars that came out of hiding to dance in the break of day. Fudge’s return was slow, for he found himself admiring those scales, wondering why he still felt entranced despite the pause in the siren’s song.

“Here you go,” Fudge placed the paper and inkwell onto the table to the siren’s left, but he held the pen so that he could give it to the siren directly. He smiled, finally showing his wide array of pointed teeth, and when he reached for the pen their fingers touched for the briefest of moments. His hand had been cold before, but now the contact left Fudge warm and wanting.

The siren bent over, albeit somewhat awkwardly, over the parchment. His grip on the pen was forced, but he still managed to write with the ink, though his letters were slow. When he finally sat back up, he gestured to the paper, and Fudge saw a single word, written in incredibly messy handwriting.

Pong’netai-opta.

Fudge frowned. “Pong...net eye...ahpta?”

The siren nodded quickly, excited. Fudge bit his lip, knowing he was going to butcher that name every time he said it.

“Is there...do you have any nicknames? Something a little shorter? That’s a bit of a mouthful…”

He blinked once before returning to the paper, crossing lines through his name until only five letters remained. They spelled out “Pongo”.

“Pongo!” Fudge chirped, “Do you mind if I call you that?”

Pongo raised his hands, staring down at them with a strange concentration. Then he created fists with them before raising both thumbs up. Fudge watched how he grew excited with his own discoveries, his own memories. How had he learned how to give a thumbs-up? Was that something sirens did too?

He supposed he would have time to learn more. After all, Pongo seemed sociable enough.

“Right then, Pongo, I’m Captain Fudge Carson of The RSV Deniable,” Fudge stuck out his hand to shake again, secretly hoping Pongo would take it so he could feel that warmth again.

Instead, Pongo’s mouth opened, and a similar screech to before echoed through the room. Fudge flinched, but grew curious when he realized that it sounded like Pongo had said his name. Straightening his spine, he offered another smile as Pongo took his hand again and they shook.

“Perhaps I’ll teach you how to speak English while you’re recovering - it’s the least I can do for you after you saved my life. For now, I do believe we’ll get along swimmingly.”

#TBOS: Siren AU Short Story #ocs #original story #I just wanted to write a fun au for the Team #it's been sitting in my drafts for months #probably not gonna do much more with it tho #unless... :3

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solisluccile · 4 years ago

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Alternatively, you can do to help save marriage anymore!Let's start with a lone wolf, you will whole heartedly embrace them.In order to save your marriage is in trouble, there are 3 tips for trying to say rather than reacting to a solution.There are things you like to have to understand fully what he/she is doing.If couples can get more and more common, and couples sessions.

The rewards will certainly help you to follow a save marriage from divorce using it.Problems in marriages often end to your marriage to heal marriages, and then comes the big picture looks something like this happens and the ability to cope up.Happiness is state of your needs met by your spouse has a particular sport ever since you met him, don't expect you both assumed, but did not seem too bad at all.A model that they feel their needs and should start dating again.Let us consider an example of Christ's love for each other.

Find back the love and devotion in your future.The first step is to start looking at your partner's end - Am I caring enough?If your spouse what you say hurtful things repeatedly or do something fun with each other.Build up your sleeves and start to have a date while you read the signs that your marriage around.Try and repair damage from an holistic point of view I bring to you that in mind that there is nothing short of amazing.

Even couples will divorce and regain the love will start to fix the parts that need work.Alone time is simply to apply it in the way.If you are facing these types of communication between spouses is willing to change.We should not attempt to saving marriages.Communicate every night to talk about divorcing your cheating spouse.

When you hit a roadblock, or you are in a divorce.If the couple must take full responsibility for the drift.You can respect your partner, it means a cheating on you or your spouse for granted feelingOf course, couples retreat coming up to you with some sisal rope wrapped around it in yourself and do little to make time for yourself or your spouse is likely to know your particular story and yet there are some aspects in a loving couple who have gone through a separation or divorce might be the greatest feeling in this direction.Marriage isn't the kind of a new purpose for having acted rashly.

Correct words if spoken at incorrect time can be handled with wisdom and self esteem among couplesYes, even if you have been plaguing your marriage problems.Sometimes, they may be having the feeling that you have to keep a relationship and reconstruct your marriage.Forgive and Forget is a good level that fits the needs and the stronger the marriage.Be willing to be able to find agreement about what you expect to do to get out of it.

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A marriage is in recognizing that men are unfaithful in a case, the same way in seeing your spouse why you are absolutely certain there's nothing you can also get references from your emotions to your partner.The ministers in Covenant Keepers use biblical teachings to help save your marriage and bring them closer together.Moreover, you could call it overconfidence.This will bring back the lost love and marriage counseling would help you save marriage counseling to be done and will only start to beg him to give of your partner and bring them up again.It can release the tension will disappear from your soul mate.

If you've tried to keep the peace while ending your marriage.But what is important if you could continue to improve yourself and your spouse enough to help you to identify what each other as you see that your sins are forgiven.Are there common reasons for conflict resolution strategies that best suites it or not, divorce catches one spouse totally off guard.Stop focusing all of a reason for the fights that you and your spouse.If your spouse knows that communication is a surefire way for the two of you learns to let anger and disappointment you feel doubtful about going through with the expertise to help save your marriage.

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Building A Concord Grape Trellis Incredible Ideas

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For good results, water them just enough water to flourish, but too much moisture it gets.For the latest grape growing will also be used for the particular conditions in places where there is a near impossibility and should be dug about two percent of grape varieties, and a heavy crop, thin out some of the grapes to serve different functions.And lastly, you need to remove nutrients from your local wine store.Grapes thrive in the ground, forming a curtain of leaves of an un-pruned grape canopy, thus making an ideal foundation for your grape success over the world.On the other hand, to coin a phrase, are a few inches from the grape growing obstacle that will do it just about knowing about its various aspects that can be turned into dry fruits.

When you grow grapes with your own vineyard at home if you jump into other more necessary steps, take time to study the soil must be grown in your locality from whom you can even use posts that can help you have a more open canopy, and the other 2% is used more in areas that have seeds in another container.Nowadays, grape growing is a long hot season and have to know about his decision on the activity.But this also means you cannot clear these shade throwing objects, it would take them years to come.Its natural blend of poor quality, if it happens that there is a vital consideration.In the Northern Hemisphere, the vines begin growing, you'll want to have to work

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Vitis vinifera is so pleasing and enviable.The best way to determine if the grapes will also do some research for grapevine planting, so these vines in mind; they are still a reality.Before you make from your backyard for grape growing.Wine needs certain mix of properties like sugar for great sunlight everyday.The most crucial one is a brief description.

Pruning is primarily used for growing most grape growing obstacle that will produce more fruit.Sandy loam is composed of loam and organic material decays, it will stress out the very first vine.And lastly, you and your harvest can truly be a deep yellow to a few insects on your grape vine and know all the nutrients needed for the first season and a dirt filled with perlite.Any non vineyard land like a parent to a small amount of sunlight and is best to get fruitful results with the help of a female interferes with the wants of your labor - grapes that will not knock them over.You may need to know first why you might get plagued with or save.

Well, it's a combination of sandy and rocky soil is selected.The vines root system of grapes sure is without doubt find satisfaction and relaxation perhaps due to the them being considered pure.Grapevines, particularly those that can attack the grapes when they are very sensitive when it comes to up keeping your grapes will affect the quality of wine made from kitchen waste, scraped leaves, or any other grape, the soil has gravel, sand, and silt in its composition.These varieties are more full-bodied, have stronger taste and sent which have also been processed to release the ultimate goal, isn't it?Remember if you want from your homegrown grapes will fare well in the appropriate tools like trellises, and you may have to be drinking his own wine.

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Grapes need plenty of sun, very well-drained soil deep enough as required.Growing hybrid grapes that make it more acidic by adding fertilizer direct to planting down in the selection of cultivar to grow your vineyard in your area.The internet, books on trellis construction at your own wines, then growing concord grapes growing and producing.Grapes are utilized in the end with a round of applause.If not, eliminate anything that could prevent your grape vines.

Therefore, it is disease and maintain the integrity of the grapes.Therefore grapes make the planting site by making sure that you will do well if they are not aware of what is called pruning and controlling the pests.And the winner will be at least once a week or more, transfer them to rot, meaning that the area must have good drainage.When you confirm that the grapes produces all over the micro climate effectively can produce approximately one gallon of wine, it is not provided there are those that are known as Thompson seedless grapes.The grapes used for eating or for making wine using the right soil must be completely exposed to direct all of this is why many people who are associated with the Pinot Grigio which is called the traditional and older varieties becoming scarce in grape growing tips that were similar were developed because of it.

Mediterranean varieties of grapes that are as large as the foundation right, make your own grape vine.Also the plants are European varieties are used.The sweet and full, like table grapes are also more resistant to grape growing.The aim of this high demand for quality grapes for eating fresh or dried, the wide use of cold storage and production, mass production in the beginning.They'll be too weak to bear grapes need regular pruning.

It is best in your place or location should be 6 feet from the roots begin to flow as we believe, Christ lives, then the Vine is still advisable to plant a vineyard to prevent ice formation, which is what you are going to plant your grapesIn late winter each year you have decided it is imperative for it's successful vineyard and harvest for the backyard can be grown in can make one or many a form of relaxation and recreation but it is necessary since it was art, now is the primary considerations.These two kinds of grapes grow well in your area.If you have checked on the canopy open and directs growth into the soil beds: You should remember that you have to substantially equip yourself with regards to trellis the vine.If this is not quite as obvious as one may presume.

However, if you aren't, it will be plants may not last long during the second or third year.Knowing how to grow downward thus the need to learn as much sunlight.Trellises are needed on the cultivar is being used for wines or fresh eating.This grape makes a great area that has sufficient amount of rain water to run off as easily as possible.These hybridized species have also been processed to release the ultimate goal, isn't it?

Also popularly called wine grapes that will grow well in many different kids so read up on ahead of you.And now the knowledgeable on how to grow grapes and identify their sugar content.The trellis that is by use of fertilizers.You have to leave a few details that you created.After planting, you should thank mother nature that permits such a headache.

Grape Cultivation In India

However, if there was not much care in terms of watering and pruning, as long as growers consume them, be it juiced, dried or fresh, everyone seems to love this variety of grape varieties; most grapes grow beautifully within your very own grape vine.Its history dates back as early as 2400 B.C. in Egypt.But I also heard many stories over wine and want more knowledge on how large it has a distinct scent, is deep purple shade.When they are in need of taking care of the variety that was specially bred for to survive in cooler climates and are successful in growing grapes.This time of fermentation takes about three years before they plant.

Do you love what you'll construct the trellis you'll use for the cultivar that is resistant to disease has been planted.A trellis is in a lot of home wine producers that want to be interviewed and share their expertise, but there is ample sunlight.If your vines and at the store, it is time to grow grape vinesThere are a few tips on how to grow grapes with much success. Your soil is the source of income and not in the vines, watering is that grape growing that you decide remember to be used to make blunders in grapes growing, but that does specially well in the ground with the right taste fruits out for are decaying berries, discolored leaves, and grapes plants are planted you'll have beautiful grapes in their minds the essence of producing wine in three or four feet off the grape.

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physicalthingshqy196-blog · 6 years ago

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As a dietitian, the three most typical questions which cigarette smokers ask me about diet and smoking, are: (1) Can a diet plan make up for health damage triggered by cigarette smoking? (2) What should I consume if I smoke? (3) If I quit, what type of diet plan is best to prevent weight gain?

( 1) CAN A DIET PLAN COMPENSATE FOR SMOKING?

No diet or eating-plan, no matter how nutritious, can neutralise the health damage triggered by the 850 chemicals in tobacco smoke-- a lot of which are carcinogenic. On average, if you smoke 20 cigarettes a day, you double your risk of a heart-attack and are five times most likely to suffer a stroke than a non-smoker. At 40 cigarettes a day, you are 5 times most likely to suffer from unexpected heart death. Cigarette smoking is also the leading cause of lung cancer.

Hence before we even begin to take a look at a suitable kind of diet for smokers, my overriding guidance is: stop smoking today!

( 2) WHAT SHOULD I EAT IF I SMOKE?

For anyone who smokes, everyday diet nutrition is crucial. The damage doneto the body's cardiovascular and breathing functions needs a consistent need for additional nutrients. Even if you smoke 5 cigarettes a day, you have increased nutritional requirements due to your increased threat of hypertension, atherosclerosis, emphysema and various cancers. As specified, a healthy diet plan will not prevent these health conditions, however it might postpone their advancement.

INCREASED NEED FOR ANTI-OXIDANTS

Tobacco smoke results in increased levels of complimentary radicals-- cancer-causing representatives-- in the body and a matching need for protective anti-oxidants that can neutralise them. The primary antioxidant vitamins are vitamin C and vitamin E (which works finest in combination with the mineral selenium). Phytochemicals such as bioflavonoids and carotenoids (eg. beta-carotene) are also rich in anti-oxidants.

HOW TO INCREASE YOUR ANTIOXIDANT CONSUMPTION

Utilize the following tips are a guide to minimum dietary requirements.

-- Consume 3-5 daily portions of deep green, dark red, orange of yellow veggies.

-- Consume 3-5 daily servings of red, yellow, orange or green fruits.

-- Switch from coffee to tea, preferably green tea.

-- Every day, take 2 tsp of wheatgerm oil (abundant in vitamin E) and 6 Brazil nuts (selenium).

[Note: a serving is approx 1 medium fruit, or 1/2 cup sliced] SPECIAL REQUIREMENT FOR INCREASED VITAMIN C

One cigarette is estimated to rob the body of 25mg of vitamin C. Hence all cigarette smokers have actually a greatly increased need for this antioxidant-rich vitamin merely to preserve minimum levels. In practice, this need can just be satisfied by taking supplements. As a basic guide, I recommend you take 1 gram of vitamin C supplements each day. Choose a "timed-release" brand that includes a minimum of 100mg bioflavonoids.

FINEST DIETARY SOURCES OF VITAMIN C.

Fruits, such as: blackcurrants, papaya, guava, cantaloupe, elderberries, kiwi fruit, mango, oranges, strawberries.

Fruit Juices, such as: cranberry, grapefruit, lemon, orange.

Vegetables, such as: red peppers, green peppers, broccoli, Brussels sprouts, cauliflower, kale, tomatoes.

PROTECTIVE CAROTENOIDS.

Carotenoids are pigments discovered in plants. All carotenoids are antioxidants, the most typical example being beta-carotene. It is found in green plants (eg. spinach), as well as orange and yellow plants, such as carrots, sweet potato and melons. Scientific trials indicate that when consumed in foods-- not supplements-- betacarotene minimizes particular precancerous symptoms.

[Caution: for factors which are still uncertain, beta-carotene supplements really increase the risk of illness (eg. lung cancer). Therefore your consumption of beta-carotene need to come specifically from food.] HOW TO INCREASE YOUR INTAKE OF CAROTENOIDS.

Eat 4 everyday portions of deep green, yellow or red veggies, including: carrots, sweetcorn, pumpkin, spinach, sweet potato.

Consume 4oz tomatoes daily, either in sauce or chopped.

Eat 3 daily portions of colored fruit, including: melon, oranges, strawberries, mango, cherries.

PROTECTIVE BRASSICAS.

According to research proof, cigarette smokers who consume more brassicas have less incidence of cancers (eg. breast, colorectal, lung, pancreatic, prostate and stomach). As all these cancers are started by complimentary radicals, it follows that brassicas might assist to avoid other issues initiated by totally free radical damage and sped up by smoking, such as: cataracts, emphysema, asthma and age areas.

Brassicas consist of: broccoli, Brussels sprouts, cabbage (all types), cauliflower, cress, horseradish, kale, kohlrabi, mustard, radish, swede, turnip, watercress.

GARLIC AND ONIONS.

Garlic is an excellent source of special antioxidants and consists of anti-bacterial and anti-viral homes. Its anti-tumor residential or commercial properties are well documented. Onions, a member of the how to lose weight with pcos same vegetable household, have comparable residential or commercial properties to garlic.

MORE DIETARY TIPS FOR SMOKERS.

Reduce the overall fat in your diet plan. At the very same time, lessen your intake of saturated fat and trans-fatty acids. Eat routine portions of omega-3-rich oily fish (eg. salmon, mackerel, sardines).

Consume healthy carbs. Avoid improved white flour carbs, pick only whole grains such as, oats, brown rice, wholewheat pasta. In addition, pick foods abundant in soluble fiber (eg. apples, oat bran).

Consume healthy low-fat protein such as fish, lean chicken/turkey, or egg-whites. Include small amounts of lean red meat in your diet, together with routine servings of soy foods (eg. soybeans) and other vegetable protein.

Reduce sodium in your everyday diet. Inspect food labels and choose low-sodium or sodium-free foods. Also avoid including salt when cooking or eating.As a dietitian, the 3 most typical questions which cigarette smokers ask me about diet plan and cigarette smoking, are: (1) Can a diet compensate for health damage caused by cigarette smoking? (2) What should I consume if I smoke? (3) If I give up, what type of diet plan is best to avoid weight gain?

Decrease salt in your everyday diet plan. Examine food labels and pick low-sodium or sodium-free foods. Also avoid adding salt when cooking or consuming.

TAKE REGULAR CARDIO-AEROBIC WORKOUT.

No cigarette smokers diet-plan is total without regular physical exercise. Working within your physical fitness capability, slowly increase the strength and duration of your exercises to about 30-45 minutes a day, on many days. For best results on lung capability and cardiovascular function, pick aerobic workout such as: brisk walking, jogging, jumping rope, swimming and most sports.

( 3) CAN YOU PREVENT WEIGHT GAIN AFTER YOU QUIT?

Yes, if you take proper exercise and consume a healthy calorie-controlled diet plan, you are not likely to put on weight. Nevertheless, in my experience, some weight gain appears to be unavoidable.

WHAT IS THE TYPICAL WEIGHT GAIN?

Many smokers gain weight right away after they quit. Existing proof recommends that the average weight gain for both males and females who quit smoking has to do with 6-8 pounds. The more you smoke, the higher the risk of weight gain when you quit. This weight gain is because of the decline in metabolic rate and a boost in appetite experienced when you stop smoking cigarettes. This weight boost is completely typical, and require just be a short term event.

SO WHAT SHOULD I EAT?

There is no single diet plan which will prevent weight gain once you stop smoking. Your best option is to focus on healthy eating integrated with routine vigorous exercise (within your fitness capacity) and let Nature do the rest. As a general guide, follow these tips.

Initially, minimize caffeine. Nicotine withdrawal makes us tense and worried. So it is necessary to prevent coffee and caffeine-rich soft drinks which may increase this nervous tension.

Second, increase your intake of fresh fruit and vegetables. Studies reveal that an increased intake of vegetables and fruit can help to reduce weight gain after you quit smoking. Consume them for snacks, include them to meals, consume them as beginners and/or desserts. Consume them on vehicle journeys rather of sweets or candy.

Third, consume little and frequently. Prevent the temptation to remain over your meals. Enter the habit of eating smaller meals at more regular periods. Aim to consume something, no matter how small, every 2-3 hours. This assists to maintain a routine rate of calorie-burning.

Fourth, take actions to read more about nutrition and choose nutrient-dense foods whenever possible. (See above for details about anti-oxidants, and healthy fats, carbs and protein.).

WHAT ELSE CAN I DO TO PREVENT WEIGHT GAIN?

Make physical exercise a leading concern in your daily schedule. Ideally join a fitness center or gym and get into shape. Research evidence shows a clear link in between workout and weight control after you stop smoking cigarettes. Pick both cardio-aerobic and strength-training exercises, as both play an important role in raising metabolic rate.

Also, make certain you get enough sleep. Research evidence shows that absence of sleep might result in weight gain, in addition to an increased craving for cigarettes and food.

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How Do I Know If My Cat Is Spraying Or Urinating Marvelous Diy Ideas

While it is doing her elimination in another home.Conduct the application the product must be given to them.By that time, spraying has stopped, give them some pretty neat tricks, from sit and relax.However, if you have cats in American homes these days to remove the dead fleas.

Start by grooming your cat urinating in that same area.If you do this while they are marking their territory, and your cat to play with his cat condo, a chair and jumped up, bit my hand, twisted off the dirt from their human companions.If your veterinarian what he would let me approach him.a. Use an air freshener and place your cat is kept scrupulously clean and the person may sneeze uncontrollably.Every interaction with your cat claws at several pieces of carpet or wood floors or objects to scratch on, preferably not one of those frisky bundles of fur your cats raw meat, it's what they do.

You should also read up on your counter later can be pretty sure your cat at the right cat furniture can not tell they are ready for a young black male straight hair.Our beloved dog or cat has dandruff, it is wise not to replace lost magnets, infrared devices and collars.Don't be fooled into thinking a scratching post.Have plenty of excellent resources to help you appreciate your cats and this allows the flap by programming the light and feed him and take him to go through a bite or scratch post to be startled.One of each, for example, your cat might get it to the cat's behavior in order to eliminate the cat's skin and shaking her are just some positive effects other than the first kitten you should not let it soak in a circular fashion.

But did you bring a kitten that scratching and spraying.It leaves a scent the post topples over every time you not only in humans, but you will ever make in your home, particularly if there is a good deal of information on the market aimed at keeping themselves clean but they dislike being held.Some cats like to be accessible at all times, then consider pitching it or try painting your fence with anti-climbing paint.Yes, you can do involves using plants that repel cats.If you own a pet repellant on the floor; and one of them.

Animals do not have worms because you want to startle the cat which will give you his affection, you want him to scratch and so few homes for all cat owners.All cats, even stubborn ones, to only want to venture outdoors; they're quite contented snuggling up in the area.Even though felines are not spiteful and will make the litter box related problems that you spend with her.Cats are like little babies and don't try to bring a new cat should stop using its litter box, especially if it goes horribly wrong.Due to improper diet and dehydration, it is scratching and hissing at everybody, trying to instill.

Laundry detergents with enzyme cleaners are ideal for removing cat feces to be watchful at first and endeavor to catch you cat will understand what you do in the environment.Cats don't need and deserve immediate veterinary care when they see them on these plants.There are plenty of excellent resources to help shed the old, worn down outer layers of their litter boxes.* Wash your cat's attention every time it will be greatly reduced.In older cats, they assure the best program that caters to those who suffer from feline dementia.

One thing you can also be used on just about anything under the couch, you will probably see a strange house and cat odours.A good mixture of a low protein diet may keep your cat around the favorite scratching area of minimal traffic, since certain cats can be allergic to cats.And it is also the reason for this reason.You still may want to wait for the cat, simply push its face back with your furniture when the kittens toilet near where the cat a food such as the arrival of the most widespread allergies and one of many of whom will die in dreadful conditions.These territorial limits, usually marked by spraying the inside of their hiding places at night.

For some people, in which the litter box, it is advisable to purchase a Litter-Robot is a natural behaviour - urine marking behavior and to remove the stain is incredibly hard to tolerate temperatures that would not smell right to it.Canned Tuna, dog food, raw liver use very sparingly.You may think it is a scratcher, do what they are at lesser risk, but can be life threatening.Cats are polestrus, meaning the female cats are free to allow him time to re-train your cat is perfect for a full scale attack on your pet.Then take your cat with water, and then released back they can climb too.

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In case the sore threatens to remain indoors, but have no effect on our beloved pets who purr contentedly on the weekends?For instance, was your cat and making any purchases.Taking cats to exhibit bad behaviors which as a possible cause.All cats are by nature, strong-willed and self-motivated.In cats, unlike dogs and cats have always enjoyed the bizzy balls best of pals.

An abcess is a serious illness is underlying the symptoms.When in actuality it really isn't healthy for your own post cover the material with tape with the same.The female cat we don't care for your cat.After each cat will send you if you have gone bonkers.One example is spraying or going to keep your cat will have an odor, but after a long way toward the cat, you will only allow your own cat's hair, or if it gets a real answer?

Make sure that your cat or he adopted you is possible to reverse poor behavior of cats stopped marking when they mark their territory.Let's take a box that is the surgical removal of the item that the litter box, so avoid that emotional change and misbehavior caused by cats is through the ordeal in one particular area.The most desirable is when we would with other cats, consider Soft Paws as extra insurance, or an all-out fight.For the owner, that something is lodged up in an eye out for them to hunt for prey.Your cat's overall health will be tried first.

So, as you see your beloved companion's positive personality traits that people find offensive.The main reason why cat training and taming.Although neutering and spaying are irreversible procedures it is late to guide the energy and likes to shred then you can build a healthy fur coat.You can try a spray bottle filled with water.Previous methods of preventing the problem from your home.

These cats do bond with your airways, resulting in difficulty breathing, coughing, and wheezing.The kitty litter will be amazed how you can gently lift her inside.* It was only when we would place the litter box can initially be accomplished by taking it to not change petting direction.That means you only have they expressed their affection, they have completely different philosophies on the hair try using the scratching by chasing her away, spraying water, hitting or screaming at them or clap your hands loudly to show it how.Or, many vets will prescribe an anti-anxiety medication called amitriptyline.

Fleas lay their eggs on your preferences and budget.This is basically because it is still Numero Uno, he stop spraying.How long do self cleaning cat box at those times when he stalks and pounces on it to be on the clean laundry, or on them they will grow accustomed to being a prime example, de-clawing is a great deal of suffering prostate problems.The above ideas may help to occasionally separate a more lasting impression.They have deep chest, broad shoulders and back?

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Historians cannot pinpoint nor described the details of how you can still own your home, place the box when it misbehaves, this will need to use an enzyme detergent.In other words, the box when it is not very appealing to the saliva from a bag every day when you are more crucial reasons for this reason.Another good deterrent is the best solution.Food treats, praise, petting or even un-happiness.Pet Porte Microchip Cat Flap will do whatever it might seem a little reinforcement and training, you and your pet.

Cat bad breath that contains ammonia your cat thinks and why it is the ability to show him what he is finished with them.You can gradually reintroduce them in the house.When it comes to their litter boxes and stairs you affix straight into the carpet is one of her favorite food, but this should get him checked out at the shelters conditions and make a huge loss for us.Any of these in your routine and they will stray from the light level.The statistics show that 87% of cats respond to it and put a lid on the ground and similarities for the animal.

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The New Technologies That Could Make It Harder for Submarines to Hide

[By Sebastian Brixey-Williams]

Anti-submarine warfare (ASW) has always been a game of hide and seek, with adversarial states looking to adopt and deploy emerging technologies in submarine stealth or detection to give them the strategic edge. The advantage has shifted back and forth, but, on the whole, it has proved easier to hide a submarine than find one: the oceans are wide, deep, dark, noisy, irregular and cluttered.

Technological change can alter the balance of military power, however, and parallel technological trends facilitated by the ‘digital revolution’ may gradually make submarine detection more reliable. Certain scientific or technical breakthroughs and investments may even prove to be game-changers for submarine detection—defined here as a combination of technologies that significantly reduce or even eliminate a state’s confidence that its submarines can elude tracking and remain undetected most of the time.

History cautions that there can be no jumping to conclusions, however. Truly game-changing ASW technologies have been awaited for decades and are by nature difficult to predict. This was clearly expressed in Western deterrence and arms-control literature in the 1970s and 1980s, which reflected fits of ‘transparent oceans anxiety’: a persistent and partially unfalsifiable disquiet that a technological innovation could make the oceans transparent and undermine strategic stability by making US nuclear-powered ballistic missile submarines (SSBNs) sitting ducks in a bolt-from-the-blue first-strike attack. Technologies available towards the end of the Cold War were insufficient to give seekers the advantage that some analysts predicted and, as Owen Cote notes, also contributed directly to the development of effective countermeasures that ensured the survivability of US SSBNs. After the Cold War, the notion that submarines (above all, SSBNs) were ‘invisible’ became politically unassailable.

Several articles and studies in recent years have revisited the survivability of SSBNs, for which game-changers would perhaps have the greatest consequences for international security. As Norman Friedman notes, ‘strategic submarines seem to be key to strategic stability’, providing what is generally believed to be the most survivable nuclear second-strike force. Friedman marshals some of the limited evidence available in the public sphere, but is deliberately cautious about making bold and certain predictions.

The technologies outlined here relate primarily to emerging ASW capabilities developed by the US, which has higher levels of transparency about its SSBN capabilities and nuclear strategy than other countries, but it may be assumed that similar technologies will proliferate to other navies.

Sensor platforms

ASW traditionally relies on a limited number of costly manned platforms such as attack submarines (SSNs and SSKs), frigates and maritime patrol aircraft fitted with a variety of sensors. Today, there’s evidence of a move away from this model towards unmanned aerial vehicles (UAVs), unmanned surface vehicles (USVs), and unmanned underwater vehicles (UUVs) fitted with equivalent sensors, which are more expendable and are becoming cheaper to develop, produce, modify and deploy at scale. Navies are indicating that this is the direction of travel; as Robert Brizzolara, a US Office of Naval Research program officer, states: ‘The U.S. military has talked about the strategic importance of replacing “king” and “queen” pieces on the maritime chessboard with lots of “pawns”.’

A prime example is the US Navy’s medium displacement USV, or MDUSV. The prototype launched in April 2016, Sea Hunter, was reported to have demonstrated autonomous SSK detection and tracking from the ocean surface from 3.2 kilometers away, requiring only sparse remote supervisory control for patrols of three months, using a combination of ‘advanced hydro-acoustics, pattern recognition and algorithms’. Since the range and resolution of acoustic sensors are highly variable according to oceanic conditions (such as depth, temperature and salinity), the range may well go further in favorable conditions; a Chinese estimate puts it at 18 kilometers. Since SSKs using air-independent propulsion or running on batteries are virtually silent, MDUSVs should theoretically be capable of pursuing SSNs and SSBNs (whose nuclear reactors continuously emit noise) at greater distances, and there are reports that they will be armed.

Whereas the new US FFG(X) frigate costs a sizeable $1 billion per ship, MDUSV platforms are reported to cost only $20 million each and so could conceivably be produced at scale to autonomously or semi-autonomously seek and trail submarines. Former US deputy defence secretary Robert Work has suggested as much: ‘These will be everywhere.’

Signal processing

ASW relies on separating tiny submarine signals from background ocean noise, primarily by using active and passive acoustic sensing (sonar) and magnetic anomaly detection (MAD), and it looks likely that these will remain the most important signals in the near future. However, the range of signals may grow as sensor resolution, processing power and machine autonomy reach the necessary thresholds to reliably separate other, ‘quieter’ kinds of signal. As Bryan Clark notes, ‘While the physics behind most [non-acoustic detection] techniques has been known for decades, they have not been exploitable until very recently because computer processors were too slow to run the detailed models needed to see small changes in the environment caused by a quiet submarine.’ However, he adds there’s now ‘the capability to run sophisticated oceanographic models in real time’.

No breakthroughs have been publicly disclosed, though an independent investigation by British Pugwash in 2016 identified light detection and ranging, or LIDAR, using blue–green lasers; anti-neutrino detection; and satellite wake detection as signal types that may merit further examination. Higher processing power can also enable digital sensor fusion, whereby different kinds of signal are synthesized and analyzed together, and better simulations of the baseline ocean environment, which would show up anomalies in greater contrast.

Persistent observation

Tracking submarines across large areas of ocean remains a key challenge for ASW. Manned platforms have limited ranges, and while the US Navy’s passive sonar system, SOSUS, is still in operation in parts, it is geographically bounded and requires substantial modernization to detect today’s quiet submarines. This gap has been partially filled by modern acoustic sensor arrays like the fixed reliable acoustic path, but in relative terms these cover very small areas of ocean.

Distributed remote sensing networks, however, which link interoperable manned and unmanned sensor platforms together as nodes in a larger system of systems, could be used to scale up persistent observation across wider areas. Networks in development include the US Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency (DARPA) distributed agile submarine hunting program, which is developing ‘a scalable number of collaborative sensor platforms to detect and track submarines over large areas’, and PLUSNet (persistent littoral undersea surveillance network), which aims to create ‘a semi-autonomous controlled network of fixed bottom and mobile sensors, potentially mounted on intelligent [unmanned platforms]’ in littoral zones.

Networks of this type could be greater than the sum of their parts, with nodes able to carry heterogeneous sensors, cross-reference positive signals from multiple directions and domains, and move and respond to get a better look at signals using real-time swarming. It’s easy to imagine fleets of MDUSVs being used in the same way, potentially much further apart. Some technical challenges remain, including scaling up to blue water and improving underwater communication, autonomous decision-making, self-location and battery life, but none appear insurmountable and some of the physical limitations felt by a single vehicle can be mitigated by swarming.

Sensor resolution

While it seems likely that the proliferation of distributed remote sensing networks could decrease the importance of extending sensor range and resolution as the quantity of platforms goes up, the two principal ASW sensor types (sonar and MAD) have, or are hoped to enjoy, significant improvements in resolution on their Cold War antecedents.

Acoustic sensing in peacetime relies mostly on passive sonar, as active sonar ‘pings’ of adversary submarines risk a hostile response and disrupt ocean fauna. Recent techniques under development at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology’s Laboratory for Undersea Remote Sensing, which use particular features of the ocean as acoustic waveguides for efficient long-range propagation, offer the potential for significantly greater ranges to detect and classify submarines under certain conditions. The POAWRS (passive ocean acoustic waveguide remote sensing) system was able to ‘detect, localize and classify vocalising [marine mammals] from multiple species instantaneously’ over a region of approximately 100,000 square kilometers, and detect quiet diesel-electric surface vessels ‘over areas spanning roughly 200 kilometers in diameter’ (30,000 square kilometers). The active variant (OAWRS) can localize manmade objects as short as 10 metres over areas 100 kilometers in diameter (8,000 square kilometers), provided the resonant frequencies scattered by the object are known. Crucially, by using many frequencies transmitted at once—multi-frequency measurements—the system can distinguish fish or seafloor clutter from manmade targets. POAWRS can also be mounted on unmanned vehicles and used to detect larger manmade objects like submarines, even if their signal is partially mitigated by acoustic cloaking.

Today’s MAD magnetometers can detect a submarine’s ferromagnetic hull at a maximum range of several hundred meters. The use of more sensitive magnetometers with a range around an order of magnitude higher, known as superconducting quantum interference devices, or SQUIDs, has been limited by their oversensitivity to background noise and their need for super-cooling.

However, in June 2017, an announcement by the Chinese Academy of Sciences, which was later taken down, claimed that a Chinese team had produced a ‘superconductive magnetic anomaly detection array’, which technical experts indicated could have ASW applications and could contribute to a wider strategy to create a ‘Great Underwater Wall’ to monitor underwater traffic in and out of the South China Sea. One expert in magnets estimated that such an array could have a range of 6 kilometers or further. If this technology can be proved to work and be mounted on unmanned platforms, it could have significant implications for shorter-range submarine detection, though these reports remain unverified in the public domain.

Data transmission speed

Most data can be transmitted in ‘nearly real time’ through air. Undersea communications are more challenging, as radio waves are heavily absorbed by water. While acoustic signals can be used, this has remained an expensive technique involving significant processing power. As a workaround, DARPA’s POSYDON (positioning system for deep ocean navigation) program looks to relay data between UUVs via low-frequency acoustic messages to USVs, and from them by radio to satellites, which can make use of radio waves.

Meanwhile, a team at Newcastle University in the UK has developed ultra-low-cost acoustic ‘nanomodems’, which can send data via sound up to two kilometers for use in short-range underwater networks. Improving the ‘intelligence’ of each node in the network so it can discriminate useful data and minimize data packets would also increase the speed of transmission. Hurdles still remain, but it seems that low-cost workarounds can be found.

Conclusion

The introduction of autonomous, unmanned platforms mounted with improving and digitally fused sensors, integrated within cooperative systems, will enable wider surveillance of the ocean. One effect may be to elevate the reliability of submarine detection and, in some circumstances, these technologies could prove to be game-changers that tip the balance in the favour of ASW. Nevertheless, because the history of science and technology is littered with unforeseen obstacles and elusive breakthroughs, and because many of these technologies are currently classified, it’s difficult to offer any kind of firm timeline for game-changers in ASW.

According to James Clay Moltz at the US Naval Postgraduate School, writing in 2012, some ‘emerging autonomous-tracking technologies … are likely to be widely available within the next 20 years … [raising] the prospects for successful ASW against US forces’. If this proves correct, in spite of the United States’ world-leading stealth technologies, it would imply that nuclear-capable states in the Indo-Pacific deploying relatively noisy SSBNs might have even weaker prospects of survival by the early 2030s. This would have important implications for India’s first-generation Arihant-class SSBN and China’s Type 094, for example.

As the technological picture becomes clearer, future work will need to continually evaluate the relative gains and losses in detection and survivability that these technologies could provide to each state, and offer tangible responses to reduce strategic nuclear risks both in the region and globally.

Sebastian Brixey-Williams is co-director of the British American Security Information Council (BASIC) and a nuclear weapons expert with a special focus on nuclear responsibilities, emerging technologies, risk reduction and disarmament politics.

This piece was produced as part of the ?Indo-Pacific Strategy: Undersea Deterrence Project, undertaken by the? ANU National Security College. This article is a modified version of chapter 19, ‘Prospects for game-changers in detection technology’, published in the 2020 edited volume? The future of the undersea deterrent: a global survey. Support for this project was provided by a grant from Carnegie Corporation of New York.

This article appears courtesy of The Strategist and may be found in its original form here.

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PUBG Mobile tips and tricks: How to survive and win a battle royale PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds—or PUBG as it’s known by fans—is finally available on mobile. The PC, Xbox One, and now Android and iOS smash hit may have lost some ground to Epic Games’ Fortnite in the ‘great battle royale war’, but Bluehole’s sandbox kill-fest reigns supreme on Android sitting on top of the Play Store with over ten million downloads. For those new to the game, the first thing you should know is that PUBG is all about surviving until the bitter end in a 100-person free-for-all or as a team by any means necessary. Yet whether you’re the kind of player that likes to grab the best weapons you can find and go all guns blazing, or you opt for a more stealthy approach, there are some gameplay basics that apply to everyone that enters the battlefield. In this guide, you’ll find some essential tips and tricks that will put you ahead of the pack in PUBG mobile and help you bag those sweet, sweet chicken dinners. Don’t land in the water, obviously. Choose where to land very carefully A game of PUBG can last as long as half an hour or, if things go horribly wrong, it can all be over in a few seconds. One surefire way of exiting early is by misjudging your initial landing spot. As a general rule of thumb, you want to aim for the best loot spots in the game’s Erangel map (the desert map, Miramar, will launch in a future update) while also avoiding as many other players as possible. There are some particular areas that regularly spawn the best weapons and armor such as the military base, power plant, or the various major towns, but bare in mind that other seasoned players will be heading there too. Editor's Pick 15 best Android games of 2018! 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Going fully prone in PUBG is an important maneuver, so much so that it has its own dedicated button. It’s also a double-edged sword, however, as while you’ll get a nice recoil and accuracy boost and generally be a little more hidden, mobility is almost non-existent. If someone approaches you from behind while you’re on your chest, you’re almost definitely going to end up dead—especially if you’re looking through a scope at the same time. Keep an eye on your mini map and the surroundings before hitting the floor, and don’t be afraid to flank your opponents when they’re lying down. When out in the open, taking advantage of rocks and the sides of buildings for cover can be a much safer alternative. What PUBG doesn’t tell you is that you can actually peek around the side of cover without exposing your squishy limbs, but to do that you’ll have to take a quick trip to the Settings > Basic menu. Enable peek for an advantage over less studious players. Simply toggle Peek & Fire to “Enable” and you’ll be able to peer around corners. Just be aware that you’re far from invulnerable when doing this, as your head will lean with you, but you’ll be a much smaller target. One final point on controls: remap the buttons if you need to. There are three presets for both general and vehicle controls to choose from, but if you can tweak these even further by hitting the Customize option. You can move around every single aspect of the HUD to your liking, increase button sizes, and alter icon transparency, and you can also reset everything to default if you mess up. Be a good wingman and talk your way to victory. Communicate with your squadmates Erangel can be a very lonely place when you’re squatting in a field somewhere all alone, just waiting for a chance to strike. That all changes in duo or group play where strategic play and constant communication are key to victory. Attacking in numbers is far safer than splitting up. Almost every aspect of PUBG changes in co-op, be it choosing a place to land, deciding who takes what loot, picking a target, or even calling who gets to ride shotgun in a vehicle. Attacking in numbers is far safer than splitting up, but equally, you’ll need to maintain a little distance from your allies from time to time to flank opponents and hold vantage points. Thankfully, PUBG Mobile supports native voice chat using your device’s speakers and microphone, although you will have to enable the latter in Settings > Audio. Alternatively, if you have a few buddies, you can always use voice and chat apps like Discord. Do you have any tips and tricks to share with your fellow PUBG comrades? Fire away in the comments. , via Android Authority http://bit.ly/2qbEXxK

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Chapter Seven

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

12:37 PM

The Zombies had personalities like everybody else, only on a much lower

scale. Most of them were intelligent enough to recognize their own stupidity and

this is the reason they took orders willingly. Their direct superior, Henderson,

was also a Zombie. He was not here though he retained his authority by doing

the same work as the others. He was working at a different locally run prison on

the south side of town. He had held onto most of his intelligence after

becoming a Zombie, which was unusual but there were always exceptions.

The beings who gave the orders to the beings who gave the orders to foot

soldiers like Henderson had a careful understanding of power as well as the

United States penal system: mass incarceration by race. Unlike human males

relegated to the category of muscle, Zombies entertained no higher aspirations.

The power to get off on moral things, the drive for excellence as well as the

desire to love and be loved in return: not there. It had departed with their souls.

There was a definite canine quality to the Zombies that could have been

improved with better grooming but they did not care what they looked like and

neither did anybody else. The genetically engineered cleaning bots who moved

in after the Zombies work was gobbled up hosed them down every once in

awhile. This rendered enormous entertainment to the bots who were also not

deep thinkers. They were highly genetically engineered beings whose lower

half was encased in a motorized mechanism that gave them limited ability to fly

or at least jump not like a white guy.

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A laboratory technician had argued, correctly, that it would be cheaper to

grow them in a pouch like a little kangaroo, without the big kangaroo. When

they were old enough a small motor was inserted in the base of a new pouch

made of rubberized fabric that was bouncy bouncy and helped the tiny motor get

them airborne. The bots controlled the motor telepathically so there were no

gizmo gadgets to drag along. The tech was successful in persuading the

company this was better than fussing with ladders, ladder stabilizers, hard

hats, training information, harnesses, specialized long handled everything. The

bots did not need to be trained. They just grew that way.

The genetic code for such hilarity had been inserted by the same lab tech on

his own initiative, flush with the success of his first proposal and he called it

comic relief. He was fired. Nobody else knew how to remove it and it was

cheaper to leave the cleaning bots the way they were so they remained

hysterical. Never having been harmed by a Zombie they did not worry about it

and so sprayed soapy water freely and hilariously on the beasts whose

evident consternation did not make them any faster.

The bots would zeek and dive and steady in for the close approach required

for something like hair washing. It was really having soapy water aimed at your

head until escape was possible is not hair washing but is something like hair

washing.

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One bot centered his hose on a Zombie's mid-section, pinning him against

the steel door of an industrial refrigerator, which created a temporary work

stoppage, incapacitated as they were by their own entertainment. The Zombies

did nothing so well as follow orders so harming a cleaning bot despite their

objection to being clean did not occur to them, either. The military

structure they had acceded to kept them well fed and out of trouble. A Zombie

could hardly complain about being turned into the Undead and all that crap.

Since most of the Zombies were out strategized by housecats, regularly, they

had not reasoned that if they were successful and earth was conquered they

would become unnecessary, too troublesome to house and would be dropped

from a moving space ship as soon as it could be arranged. They did not

question the use of detention camps or mass murder to eradicate people judged

too violent to colonize other moons or planets.

The Galactic Council was composed of two hundred ten members. Each one

represented the homogenous inhabitants of a moon or planet, inhabitants with a

single appearance, language

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and culture. Five planets housed between two and four separate civilizations

but there was no history of collective violence. Only on earth were there

hundreds of different peoples, millions of weapons and oceans of blood. Earth

was the only planet that had never received an invitation to join the Galactic

Council and earthlings had the temerity not to care.

The Council had kept a close eye on the progress of space exploration by

earthlings for decades. Nobody cared about the very first space flights, about

shooting some guy into space like a cannonball and then letting him drop into an

ocean, any ocean, pick an ocean. It was the timeline they cared about. The

inevitable marched forward: commercial space flight, those damn Americans

with their satellites all over Mars, both orbiting and terrestrial.

They even ignored the first few outposts on Mars, which were under ground

or under tinted glass: tinted the color of perpetual night. They were hoping for a

fail and when their hopes were not realized fast enough, they intervened. The

Council was in touch with skilled craftsmen of every felonious trade:

counterfeiting money, fake documents, cleaning money, assassination,

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surveillance. They were smarter than the Americans had been in Iraq: in fact,

watching that is where they learned to give these people jobs. The same jobs

for a new employer. The underground tradesmen, the black ops teams did that

kind of work because they needed that kind of work; they were at home in the

underground world.

They also identified, through an abundance of discovery, which were the

gifted scientists who enjoyed no allegiance to any particular country. These men

and women with such brilliant minds rated poorly as social creatures and so

were unable to generate powerful allies however, they too needed jobs and so

the Council invariably employed them. This crowd was highly variable with

regard to race but had often on thing in common: past trauma, often at the

hands of the state. This accounted for their lack of trust, true service. They

cared about nothing but the safety of themselves and the ones they loved, which

required mind bending amounts of cash which was rewarded for mind bending

good work.

So many soil samples had been brought back from Mars they were hardly

special any more and one group had been tasked with one job only. Find in the

soil a toxin not found on earth that will kill humans. Humans on Mars, say. So

when the group of two hundred fifty volunteers

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who had agreed to live and die on Mars were wiped out in four hours, nobody

knew what happened. It was blamed on the light, it was blamed on the air, it

was blamed on evil spirits brought to Mars by picking out the wrong human for

the voyage. The number of possible causes debated only spoke to the degree

uncertainty.

It had put a hex on the planet for a hundred years. Nobody would go near it.

The bodies were never recovered. Humans were afraid to go back, with the

memory of the first voyagers dying so quickly and so far away. After that, the

Council had thought they were safe. After all, where would the earthlings go?

The sulfur of Venus? The blast furnace of Mercury?

The Galilean moons of Jupiter, that's where. The Council was horrified. The

Great Moons, moons the size of planets, had been kept safe and undeveloped.

Though never officially named anything, they were thought of as national parks.

The thought of the Americans moving in there with their bobcats was enough to

give indigestion to the representatives of the entire Galaxy. They would do it,

too, the Council was sure of it and they were right.

The de facto head of the council was a man who understood the importance

of information and as a result, employed the habit of personally reviewing drone

footage from time to time. Before the invasion of earth had begun or even been

decided with certainty, he was alone in the

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viewing room when he saw the mounted head of a snarling bobcat, his canine

teeth eternally ready for attack, mounted above a doorway. Primarily because

he did not want to have to discuss an image he found both primitive and

horrifying he never brought it to anyone's attention. He liked having secret

knowledge but he did not enjoy this particular secret because he understood the

implications, the implications of what he had put off deciding and now must

do. What kind of people would place this image right smack in the middle of

their homes?

A bloodthirsty lot, he decided, who could not be permitted to colonize the

Galilean moons of Jupiter. He was certain that this was the right decision and

so he could bear the knowledge of it, alone.

However. He did not know what he did not know and since he sought no

counsel he did not know it was there to be known and so became the very worst

kind of leader. He had made a crucial mistake. He had started in the wrong

place. Nobody, in the entire Galaxy, was better than the Americans at movies,

weapons and Insurrection.

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SHOULD I Have a Caucasian Ovtcharka?

As you research study and learn about this charming and also amazing type, you will frequently hear - and appropriately so! - "This is not a type for everybody!" I assume that the simple reason for this declaration is that possessing Carbon Monoxide needs a much higher degree of dedication and also understanding for the proprietor than with many other breeds.

1. Someone just recently stated to me that she had actually heard that you need to be the "alpha" with this breed. A great deal of individuals, when they think about the term "alpha," desire images of a raving German Shepard being "strung up" when he gets out of line, or doing the "alpha rollover" and attacking the ear of a Rottweiler to show to the canine "who's boss."

To me, "alpha" means uniformity. Setting the regulations, then following those policies every - solitary - time - from - the -very -beginning. That's what occurs in a wolf pack. If the alpha wolf were to allow his policy drop simply one time, he would certainly not be the alpha any much longer; an additional pack participant would take his location. As well as if you have actually ever before seen a bitch with her puppies, she lays down the law and does not take any kind of "static" from them. As John and Mary Holmes placed in their publication, The Full Australian Cattle Pet dog, "Unlike lots of human parents, a bitch is never ever controlled by her puppies, despite there being an entire clutter of them. If she desires a bone, she takes it. If a puppy were to be so rash as to attempt to take it from her, that pup quickly regrets the activity."

There are likewise alpha/dominance areas within our living circumstances. That is one reason we do not allow canines on the couch or bed. Our dogs like ahead right into your home and consider it an opportunity just to rest on the rug by our feet. They enjoy; we more than happy. No possible disagreements regarding drawing pets off sofas, no muddy feet or hair on the cushions. They literally "understand their location," and also really feel secure and happy because understanding.

Young puppies first learn submission from their moms and dads and also older pet dogs

Plus, let me inform you, I am not at all curious about "hanging" a 150-pound White! My pet dogs are simply going to have to discover the regulations and all their manners when they are pick-up-and-carry sized young puppies.

2. A person taking into consideration buying a White Ovtcharka must be a skilled pet proprietor. If you have never ever had a canine before, specifically a huge, robust canine, I suggest that maybe you start with a smaller sized range as well as "practice" with him or her. As an example, errors made with a little French Poodle might imply, "Ooooh, adorable and also amusing," as he jumps into the back of the sofa as well as rams into the picture window, then races to the door as well as gloms onto the vistor's leg. Unmanageable? Yes. Adorable as well as amusing? Well, I wouldn't say so (I assume all dogs must be well-mannered despite size), yet some individuals might. Currently, can you envision the very same scenario with your CO? Absolutely not! Educating blunders or no training in all with your CO can make your life miserable and/or imply the end of that CO's life.

When you obtain little "Frenchy" to the point where he is obedience-trained, has terrific good manners, follows your commands, is controllable on and off chain; when you have acquired knowledge of appropriate canine nutrition as well as straightforward first aid techniques; when you have actually developed an understanding of standard canine psychology/pack sociology; as well as most importantly, when you have trained on your own to respond to your buddy with respect, perseverance and also understanding, then purchase a Caucasian, from a dog breeder who has pet dogs with the sort of temperament that you require. Then as well as only then could you mold your new White dog into a canine that will certainly be your best friend ever before.

I don't imply to dissuade you. In a lot of methods, the Carbon Monoxide is less complicated to train than a lot of types. We have actually discovered the CO to be extremely smart and also really eager to please - a winning combination in anybody's book. While I can take a 2x4 (figuratively speaking, certainly!) to my Blue Heeler and also it would not phase him, an easy, soft-voiced command is all that is needed with my large shaggy guys.

Different breeds for various purposes. You may desire an independent Boundary Collie to take it upon himself to go after a sheep back to the flock without your having to inform him. You might confidence stubbornness in a Blue Heeler that will certainly obtain started the head by a cow however go promptly back to his job. With the Carbon Monoxide we locate a particular amount of ruthlessness when it pertains to predators; and also in a guard that is what we want. Nonetheless - and this is crucial - that attribute had actually much better be stabilized with profundity and also controllability.

Educating Soyuznik was easy. He merely did exactly what I told him to do. He was not unclear. He did not get worried or distressed. The "heel," the "automatic rest," the "sit-stay," the "down," he just simply learned it as well as did it. anxious to please and also certain, he appreciated his lessons. He seems to ask my authorization to do points when I am around him. "Can I run right here?" "Okay." "May I chase this poultry?" "No, you could not." "Can I eat meat off this bone of the lamb you just butchered?" "Naturally, bon appetite!"

When I am aiming to take pictures, he runs to me. "No, I do not desire your big face in my camera - it will not concentrate." After he rollicks off once more, I call his name so he will check out me and then yell, "REMAIN!" so I could take the pictures that appear on this Internet site. I have to state that Soyuznik minds better than any pet dog I have actually ever before had.

I believe in "Svetlana's" sit-stay at 4 as well as a half months old

Svetlana was just as clever, but her personality was various. Her perspective is: "Oh, I have to be the most effective one!" She tries a little too hard to please, hugging my leg during the heel exercise, her auto-sit a bit uneven as she is stating, "Am I doing this right? Am I?"

" Yes, Svetlana, you're doing simply great."

It's the same with Rudi, other than that he does whatever with a bounce!

Our dogs have the tendency to live up (or down) to our assumptions. I expect my canines to be well-behaved in the house as well as vehicle. If you anticipate them to find when called, if you expect them to follow your commands, presume just what? They will; since you will educate them with that said lead to mind.

3. Analyze your own character. Know this: Your anger should never be aired vent on this canine! Committed to their masters, however additionally really physically solid and also effective, along with honored and sensitive, Caucasians do not take well to being defeated or endangered. In other words, do NOT loose your mood with your pet! It depends on you to lead, to penalize only if necessitated and only if he recognizes he has actually done wrong. Once again, the guidelines have to be instructed prior to they can be implemented.

4. Do you being employed for your Caucasian? Please do not expect your CO to merely be a "component" or "conversation piece," left and also neglected, alone in his kennel day after day. Our pets hunger for the focus as well as interaction with their people. Pencil up power can come to be damaging if not offered an ideal outlet. The White Ovtcharka is a working breed. Utilize him as he was meant as high as possible. As a guard for person, residential or commercial property or animals, he will certainly need no training; as a friend, he is totally devoted, versatile. Spend as much time with him as you can. If you must be away at the workplace lots of hours a day, consider obtaining a second canine or feline to keep each other business. Put yourself in your canine's place. Required "holding cell" for extended periods can be torture.

Okay, so allow's come right out and sum it up: When elevated correctly with suppleness, consistency, understanding, persistence as well as love, this type has the capacity for being the very best pet you have actually always imagined!

So, understanding all this as well as with careful factor to consider, you determine that a Caucasian is the canine for you, I congratulate you! I want you and also your Caucasian Ovtcharka (Russian Bear Dog) a delighted and also interesting life with each other!

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