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[vossprime]

Sixgill: A snippet on aquatic Skitarii

1.3k words, Gen.

The figure below him cut through the dark with the effortless agility of a dancer. Each twist and turn torpedoed its slim shape through the water, fabric billowing behind it like the fan of a fighting fish. Marshal ASV-O5 floated above in silent observation. He watched the Skitarius perform another turn and the improvised tail follow the movement.

Red pieces of robe were cut through with black underlayers, but the darkness of the tank dyed them a uniform wash. Sixgill had sought to increase drag to test the capabilities of the hydraulics, and when the robes of the Mechanicus had not met her demands, they had both begun to attach scraps of fabric taken from wherever they could find to the swimmer.

The tech-priestess seemed to have rectified the problems with this individual’s augmentations, and the inload coming from above him confirmed this. Noospheric data ran past his cognitive screenings, all metrics once again having been returned to unproblematic intervals.

Purely out of his own interest he sent a request for clarification to the hooded figure sitting at the edge of the basin, staring into the black below. Sixgill had her optics set to both automatically filter the glare and negate the distortion of water, but nonetheless he did not trust she was seeing much. The pool she used to calibrate the Aquis’ augmentics was tiled black in an effort to mimic the natural environment they so often found themselves in, and even with the light coming from above, visuals stopped being reliable past five metres deep.

Indicators ran along Sixgill's input, marking a cluster of data for observation and attaching the analysis that had gone along with it. He followed where she pointed him. Apparently the previous issue had lain in the differing strength of the legs of the Skitarius, leading to an uneven swimming pattern and taxing the augmentations that ran to the middle of his thighs in an irregular way. A natural deviation that occurs in the biology of many. Dominant hand, eye, ear. Sacred asymmetry. Sixgill signalled. It has been rectified and will work as intended now, Asvos.

Sixgill was a patient person who gently would take time to explain her work even to the most lowly initiated among the Cult Mechanicus, but was often short in her answers, giving her an undeserved reputation as a staunch elitist. She had also insisted on pronouncing his name as Asvos, something that had caught on among those he marshalled before he had had the chance to stop it. A testament to her strange sentimentality.

He had no illusion that it was this precise sentimentality that urged Sixgill to keep him closer than a tech-priest would keep a marshal, and why she had gifted him a set of augmented optics that, being set in unblinking metal, made him look closer to laymen than most of his kind. Besides this, he mimicked the look of his cohort in both build and lack of hair. Any ideas Sixgill had for the Aquis, she tested on Asvos first.

In simpler terms, they could be called something like friends. The Skitarius below him, not yet given the order that the readings had concluded and he was to cease swimming, bent his body until his legs flipped over himself, drawing a perfect, upright circle into the water.

Asvos watched his playful behaviour with passive interest. It was apparent Sixgill hadn’t taken the joy out of her Skitarii. Fear and other disserving emotions, yes, but not joy. Joy was their reward for when the descent began, for when their harpoons struck flesh, for when they emerged from the water onto land to kill in the name of the Machine God. Joy was what made their Skitarii artfully manoeuvre around in the water like schools of stingrays dancing with the tide. Maybe this would have taken away from their battlefield credibility, had their successes not spoken for themselves.

Two months ago they had struck down a xenobeast the size of a small titan and with tentacles in every direction plucking off workers of a nearby Forge World like fruit ripe for the taking. The beast had been no match for the Aquis. They had not lost a single man in the endeavour.

Do you want to conduct one final test for me?

Asvos immediately affirmed. The question was wholly unnecessary, indicating more a ritual than an actual choice, but Sixgill loved trying her hand at these little social dances and those around her had no choice but to indulge her.

Why don’t you go after him? Stress test. With a click only audible to himself, Asvos interlocked his legs and connected his already-extended fins. By the time the other Skitarius had registered him barrelling towards him, Asvos had already crossed two thirds of the distance between them.

He shot a few short signals to his subordinate indicating danger, clueing him in on the game and indicating that Asvos was to give chase.

The Skitarius had no time to switch from the individual fins to interlinked, but while Asvos was faster that way, the other gained greater manoeuvrability.

When Asvos shot down on him with arms already extended to drag and engage him further in the deep, a depth he was better equipped to handle than all of them, his opponent barreled out of the way with such lightness that the resistance seemed to give him no trouble at all.

The Skitarius stared at him unblinkingly from out of the wavering cloud of cloth that now looked like seaweed, waiting for him to make the next approach that he would then evade.

Asvos whipped around, allowing the strength of his augmented legs to catch and reverse the momentum that had propelled him forward - but it took time, and his opponent used that to bring distance between them.

They engaged like this for a time - constantly testing themselves in both speed and strategy. A good-natured match. Sixgill seemed to not interfere, leaving her Aquis to calculate their trajectories and strikes without her input.

He expended no cognitive functions to unnecessary timekeeping. Their play could have lasted minutes or hours.

The resolution of the fight happened when they had taken their duel just below the surface.

Asvos’ metal hand had caught the edge of one of the torn robes hanging around the Skitarius’ waist and in one fluent motion he held it twisted snugly around his hand.

Asvos was strong. Years of combat-stimms running through his system and surviving the trials the Omnissiah and Sixgill had thrown at him had made it so. Yanking the fabric both sent him forwards and pulled the Aquis towards him.

With a push of his legs he disengaged the connecting mechanisms and drew a few quick circles around the Skitarius, taking more fabric as he went. The other tried to torque himself in time with the movements to counteract this kind of capture, but had recognized the strategy too late - by the time he had processed the plan, both his arms and legs had been restricted enough to make an escape unlikely.

Something nudged his shoulder. One of Sixgill’s mechadendrites had lowered itself into the water, carefully but no less firmly grabbing onto the edge of the tanks mounted to his back. It began pulling him back towards the surface. Asvos let go, not without frustration, and the Skitarius unravelled.

His head broke water just underneath Sixgills' observatory parameter, and he hauled himself over the edge of the basin before her feet.

The other Aquis came back to the surface somewhere behind him. Sixgill drew her mechadendrite back, patting it dry with the edges of her robe.

“This concludes my testing.” her vox-grill echoed. She had long lost the ability to speak without it, else he’d not doubted she would have loved to.

Asvos pulled the edge of his rebreather down, smaller tubes still hanging from the mask into his mouth, and used the raspy crack of his flesh-voice for his answer.

„I would have won that.“

Had Sixgill still had the ability to laugh, she would have.

[4areincorrect]

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- pspe.

t.w: ompp csyv hevpmrkw.

[oelnet]

VAR : pour la première fois, ce pays africain va utiliser cette haute technologie dans son championnat de football

La Fédération béninoise de football (FBF) a décidé d’introduire la technologie de l’assistance vidéo à l’arbitrage (VAR) dans le championnat national de football.  Une première historique qui se déroulera les 9 et 10 novembre 2024 lors de la 7e journée de la Ligue Pro. Les rencontres choisies pour cette phase d’expérimentation de la VAR sont les affiches Coton FC vs ASVO et JSO vs AS Police.  Ces…

[exojvs1]

SAQUENME DE AQUI, HAY PUROS FLAITES Y WEONES ASQUEROSOS ME DAN UN FAKIN ASVO, PORQIE LOS HOMBRES EXISTEN?!?!?! OJALAS SE MUERAN TODOS MENOS MI PAPÁ

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[verdiprati]

Mezzos ON Monday: Lemieux recital and ASvO Rückert-Lieder

I usually post my World Concert Hall finds late on Monday nights in my time zone—when it’s already Tuesday in Europe—and make a list of concert broadcasts for the week ahead. I did not, however, make a “Mostly Mezzo Mondays” post last week, and now I want to point out a couple broadcasts happening today, Monday, May 11:

Marie-Nicole Lemieux sings a recital with Daniel Blumenthal including songs by Schumann, Schubert, Beethoven, F. Mendelssohn, Wolf, Fauré, Debussy, Duparc, and more. Recorded in Brussels November 2019;  deferred broadcast Monday, May 11 on RTBF Musiq 3.

Anne Sofie von Otter sings Mahler’s Rückert-Lieder with the Royal Concertgebouw Orchestra in a concert recorded back in 2017. Deferred broadcast Monday, May 11 on NPO Radio 4.

[danikoshi-doodles]

I wonder what flowers work most for Nero

[chrisdiver81]

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[yuvon-writes-letters]

To all,

I was, actually going to point that out.

The entity seems to be ab###################

Hold on.

##################

Yeah, this isn’t working.

Hold on, I have an idea. I just hope you’re smart enough to catch on.

Xli irxmxc wiiqw xs fi efpi xs fpsgo syx erc qirxmsrw sj mx. Mj xlmw gmtliv xibx asvow, xlir ai qmklx fi efpi xs lezi e asvo-evsyrh.

Yes, it didn’t blur out!

On other notes, Rai is, very very slowly getting used to the break. I think it has something to do with the people at the theater he works at. He mentioned that he got a job as a stage technician in a popular theater right? Well, I think the easy work-load is slowly relaxing him.

I caught him taking a nap on the couch an hour ago, which is revolutionary. He always hated taking naps, saying that it feels like he’s wasting life away whenever he accidentally takes one.

More thoughts, I might gain the ire of both entities if I say this, but it’s worth it.

For an entity hell-bent on “preserving innocence” and “stopping the narrative of the new-born”, Flower seems to be rather passive ever since their initial attack. I’m assuming through their current actions and the wording of their letters, that their simply waiting it out until the end of the game, or until your entity does something. What their waiting for, is the real question.

My best guess is some sort of big development, but it’s also possible that their biding their time to attack once again. I’ll leave those thoughts to your interpretation.

Flower also seems to, well, feel might be to big of a word, “recognize” empathy. I’m using empathy very loosely, since I’m not even sure if their able to feel or not. Flower mentioned regret to the Entity, scolding it for not feeling bad for the actions they committed. This maybe suggests that Flower is able to feel empathy, if it weren’t for the fact that they threatened to kill everyone for innocence.

Most likely, killing us is their way of truly protecting us. Innocence exists after death, they say.

Whatever the case, even if their a neutral party, Flower is clearly the lesser of two evils, what you want to do with this theory is up to you.

I appreciate the get-wells, do not worry, I have been through worse in drills, scrapped knuckles are the least of my worries.

Fare well.

Skie

[After you finish reading the letter, two screenshots fall out. They seem to be of the phone conversation between the entity and Rai. Strangely, the first few texts from Rai’s number are blurred out the same way the sentence was, and they only cease when Rai start’s texting]

Skie,

I wonder if entities are somehow incapable of deciphering our messages, or if our entities just happen to be really bad at it.

(Oddly enough, under each ciphered word there's a small line, as if Yuvon underlined each word, but some of the letters are bunched together to fit better on the lines.) M lezi e xlisvc, ex piewx tivxemrmrk xs qc irxmxc, fyx M VIEPPC hsr'x aerx xs izir vmwo wecmrk mx mr gmtlivw. M lezir'x izir jsyrh e aec xs wejipc xipp Neoi cix. M'pp xvc xs jmkyvi syx ersxliv aec xs wec mx pexiv.

I'm glad Rai seems to be doing well. You may want to double-check his mood occasionally.

It seems like Flower decided to show that they are a serious potential threat before making a demand, that demand being that the entity not do any more "games." Which is... worrying. Does that mean there are other Yuvons who went through the same thing I am? Does that mean that, if the entity doesn't listen, there WILL be more Yuvons?

I also suspect that Flower might act if the entity acts out of line again and does something nasty, but I don't know how Flower defines "amnesty."

If Flower can feel empathy (and certainly Goldie seems to, so it's not impossible) it would be a very twisted and warped sense of empathy. It doesn't seem like Flower WANTS to hurt everyone reading, but she somehow decided that attacking you was the best way of convincing the entity? And she sort of said "well I don't really want them dead but what does it matter anyways."

...Maybe it is her way of protecting us. It's a possibility.

She is the lesser of two evils for now, yes.

Hey, the entity is going modern! Now it can harass anyone privately. Yaaay.

Jake's out like a light, so I'll end this one here. See ya.

—Yuvon

(The letter tucks itself into the paper clip with the others.)

(A transcription of the text conversation will be up shortly.)

[elladastinkardiamou]

Athens. Palaio Faliro

Video by O Asvos - www.facebook.com/oasvos/

[4areincorrect]

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[islanderinlondon-blog]

My First Olive Ridley Sea Turtle

In June of this year I travelled to Montezuma Costa Rica to volunteer with an organisation called ASVO. They have projects set up all around Costa Rica that specialise in helping various exotic creatures but the Conservation Station in Montezuma focuses on sea turtles, in particular the Olive Ridley turtle, otherwise known as the Pacific Ridley. 

The first time I saw a mother sea turtle I was awe-stuck! She looked like a dinosaur, ancient and beautiful, lying on the sandy beach oblivious to the staring humans surrounding her. This mama turtle had a two chunks missing from the bottom edges of her shell that enhanced the overall heart shape of her. She only laid nine eggs, instead of the usual average of one hundred, so whether the trauma to her shell had anything to do with her low egg count, we simply do not know. However, she still dug a full nest, using her rear flippers to scoop and throw the sand away before laying her eggs, covering the nest back over and returning to the sea. 

Watching a sea turtle journey to the ocean has become one of my all-time favourite things after this trip to Costa Rica. It is a slow process as the mama turtle is not used to carrying their own weight but that allowed us lucky humans extra time with her. This turtle was particularly slow turning around and making her way down the beach as she would stop every couple of feet for a rest. However, once that first wave of water hit her back, she disappeared with the speed and efficiency of any other mama turtle who knows that her work here is done. 

I’m glad to report that all nine of her eggs hatched 52 days later and were safely conveyed to the ocean by the wonderful volunteers and interns at the project.

The photo below is of a different sea turtle I saw during my time in Montezuma, as I was too excited to remember my camera when Mandi, the intern at the time, woke me and all the other volunteers up to come see our first turtle. 

[chess-engines-diary]

Oprócz Gwiazdy Bydgoszcz w Klubowych Mistrzostwach Europy kobiet w zespole ASVOe Pamhagen występuje Aleksandra Malcewska. Nasza reprezentantka w trzeciej rundzie odniosła trzecie zwycięstwo z wyżej notowaną (przynajmniej rankingowo) Elisabeth Paehtz."Pomściła" w ten sposób koleżankę z reprezentacji, Karolinę Cyfkę, która dzień wcześniej z Niemką przegrała.

[olplus]

Les vainqueurs de City en pole (Le Dauphiné : https://olplus.fr/AsvOS)

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Mostly Mezzo Mondays: Röschmann; Prina, Genaux, Im, & Invernizzi; Persson & Davidsen; von Otter; Baráth, Cangemi, & Galou; D’Angelo

Mostly Mezzo Mondays: a recurring (though not weekly) feature where, on Monday nights, I blog a list of the upcoming broadcasts that have caught my eye on World Concert Hall. My interests: baroque vocal music, art song recitals, and a list of favorite singers.

Dorothea Röschmann sings Wagner’s Wesendonck Lieder as part of a concert with the Orchestre de Paris; Karina Cannelakis conducts. Wednesday, September 4; video livestream on Arte and simultaneous audio broadcast on Radio Clasique. 

I can’t say I’m very familiar with Handel’s Lucio Cornelio Silla, but I have heard good work from Sonia Prina, Vivica Genaux, Sunhae Im, and Roberta Invernizzi, all of whom are among the cast for a performance by Europa Galante at the Enescu Festival. Live broadcast Thursday, September 5 on Radio România Muzical.

Lise Davidsen has made a splash in dramatic soprano roles, but she also has mezzo repertoire, and is scheduled to sing the alto solo in Mahler’s Symphony No. 2 with the Bergen Philharmonic and massed choirs; Miah Persson takes the soprano solo. Live broadcast Thursday, September 5 on NRK Klassik.

Mahler’s Symphony No. 3 is also on the broadcast schedule this week, with Anne Sofie von Otter singing the alto solo for the NDR Radiophilharmonie. Live broadcast Saturday, September 7th on NDR Kultur. 

Handel’s Silla isn’t the only baroque opera based on Roman history we get from the Enescu Festival this year: Vivaldi’s Giustino is up for broadcast, too. Names catching my eye among the cast include Emőke Baráth, Veronica Cangemi, and Delphine Galou. Live broadcast Sunday, September 8 on Radio România Muzical.

Dedicated mezzophiles may have their eye on the rising star of Emily D’Angelo. Along with Morgan Pearse and Marie Lys, she recently sang a program of “arias and duets from operas from the 17th and the 18th centuries” at the Innsbruck Festival, with its resident orchestra. Deferred broadcast Monday, September 9 on Ö1.

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