#Agitation 3.3

[got-into-worm-by-mistake]

Agitation 3.3 Live Reactions

(This is me, writing reactions as I read, because why the fuck not. They're not complete, mature thoughts taken after I sit back and evaluate what I've read. Consider them as such)

“No,” Brian intoned, “Such a bad idea.”

Awww, but isn't that a villain rite of passage?

(Yes, yes, I've read like 17 versions of the fic scenes where they point out it's a bad idea, all probably derived from this chapter)

“Come on,” Lisa wheedled, “It’s a rite of passage for dastardly criminals like us.”

Lisa. You're the Undersiders. Right now, you guys are anything but 'cool' and dastardly is reserved for 'cool' villains.

“Robbing a bank is moronic.  We’ve been over this,”  Brian closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, “You know what the average haul is for hitting a bank?” Lisa paused, “Twenty thou?” “Exactly.  It’s not millions like you see people getting away with in the movies.  Banks don’t keep a lot of loose cash on hand, so we’d be pulling in less than we would for most other jobs

Okay, yes, Banks don't keep a lot of loose cash, but really? Only twenty thousand? That's a lot of armored trucks going in and out every day then or something.

“We won because we picked our battles.  We wouldn’t have that option if we were cooped up in the bank and waiting for them to come to us, letting them decide how and where the fight happened.”

Brian, you're talking to Rachel, who I believe is the physical embodiment of this tumblr post:

I’d almost forgotten I was a part of the discussion.  The last thing I wanted was to rob a bank.  Hostages could get hurt.  The fact that it would potentially put me on the front page of the paper wasn’t a high point, either, if I ever wanted to drop the supervillain ruse and become a hero in good standing.  I ventured, “I think Brian makes a good case.  It seems reckless.”

Come on Taylor! You know you wanna just cut loose! :P :rofl: (Jk)

“Figure that’s happening in the middle of the school day, and they won’t all be able to slip away to stop a robbery without drawing attention.  People know the Wards are attending Arcadia, they just don’t know who they are.  So everyone’s constantly watching for that.  Since they can’t have all six or seven of the same kids disappear from class every time the Wards go off to foil a crime without giving away the show, chances are good that we’d go up against a couple of their strongest members, or one of the strongest with a group of the ones with less amazing powers.  We can beat them.”

And if a certain overstressed healer hadn't been there to make a withdrawal, this probably would have been fine.

That, and he really wants us to do a job at that particular time.”

I believe that screams 'BAIT!' and 'YOU ARE A DISTRACTION!'

“They have ride-alongs or aerial cover from various members of the Wards and the Protectorate, so we’d be caught in a fight with another cape from minute one.  Same problems that Brian’s talking about, as far as getting caught up in a fight, difficulty accessing the money before shit goes down, yadda yadda.  Anyways, the Brockton Bay Central has cars coming in twice a week, and leaving four times a week.  We hit on a Thursday just after noon, and it should be the best day and time for the sheer size of the take.  Only way we’re getting away with less than thirty thousand is if we fuck up.  With what the boss is offering, that’s ninety thou.”

Not a bad chunk of change for a lunchbreak sized job.

Brian sighed, long and loud, “Well, you got me, I guess.  It sounds good.”

If Brian isn't physically facepalming when he says this, he has to be mentally. Just... such 'fiiiiiiiiiine! (exasperated)' energy.

Arguing against the bank robbery at this point would hurt my undercover operation more than it helped anyone.  With that in mind, I began offering suggestions that – I hoped – would minimize the possibility of disaster.  The way I saw it, if I helped things go smoothly, it would help my scheme to get info on the Undersiders and their boss.  It would minimize the chance that someone would panic or be reckless and get a civilian hurt.  I think I would feel worse if that happened than I would about going to jail.

Fair, on the civilian front. I have no idea how many civilians Taylor hurts, but it's probably low. Also, the rationalizations continue apace!

The discussion went on for a while.  At one point, Lisa got her laptop, and we debated entrance and exit strategies while she sketched out a map of the bank layout.  It was uncanny, seeing her power at work.  She copied a satellite image of the bank from a web search into a paint program, then drew over it with thick bold lines to show how the rooms were laid out.  With another search and a single picture of the bank manager standing in front of his desk, she was able to mark out where the manager’s desk was.  That wouldn’t have been too amazing, but without pausing, she then went on to mark where the tellers were, as well as the vaults, the vault doors and the enclosed room that held the safe deposit boxes.  She noted where the fuse box and air conditioning vents were, but we decided we wouldn’t mess with either of those.

It's amazing what you can find on the internet... and with a power that lets you do what Sherlock Holmes pretends to.

Of the four of us, I got the impression he had the least to contribute, at least strategically, and that he knew it.  I wasn’t sure if he just didn’t have a very tactical mindset or if he just didn’t care that much about the planning stage of things.

Despite the fact that he is (according to fanfic, not sure if this is canon) a sociopath, and at the very least, fucked up thanks to being one of Heartbreaker's Kids, Alec may be the most normal of the Undersiders.

And boy is that weird to say.

“Sure,” he said, “So let’s go down the list.  Team leader: Aegis.  You’d think he has the standard Alexandria package, flight, super strength, invincibility, but that isn’t exactly right.  He does fly, but the other two powers work differently than you’d expect.  See, he isn’t invincible… he just doesn’t have any weak points.  His entire biology is filled with so many redundancies and reinforcements that you just can’t put him down.  Throw sand in his eyes and he can still see by sensing the light on his skin.  Cut his throat and it doesn’t bleed any more than the back of his hand would.  The guy’s had an arm cut off and it was attached and working fine the next day.  Stab him through the heart and another organ takes over the necessary functions.”

*Me, shaking the powers* WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE NORMAL?!?!?!

“I don’t need to hold back?” Bitch asked, her eyebrow quirked. “For once, no.  Go nuts.  Just, you know, don’t kill him. 

Very important that you added that extra detail there, Brian :P

“The upside is that whoever he touches is also untouchable.  Can’t be hurt, can’t be moved.  Period.  He uses that defensively, and he can do stuff like throw paper or cloth in the air and freeze it in time, making an unbreakable shield.  You don’t want to run into something that’s frozen.  A car that drove into the side of a piece of paper that Clockblocker had touched would be cut in two before it budged the paper.”

Everyone, get ready for our favorite game here at @got-into-worm-by-mistake!

*Wheel of Fortune Audience Voice*

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(I say this a lot. I'll say it more. Because I absolutely love how nothing about any power in Worm can be 'normal' powers. Genuinely. Favorite part of the story that isn't my poor little meow meow babygirl Amy)

“Wherever our powers come from, they also came with some limitations.  For most of us, there’s a restriction about using our powers on living things.  The reach of powers generally stops at the outside of a person or animal’s body.  There’s exceptions for the people with powers that only work on living things, like you, Alec and Rachel.  But the long and short of it is that the Manton effect is why most telekinetics can’t just reach into your chest and crush your heart.  Most people who can create forcefields can’t create one through the middle of your body and cut you in two.”

I feel like maybe Taylor would have researched this more/better?

“I said most,” Lisa said, “Why these restrictions exist is a question nearly as big as where we got our powers in the first place.  The capes that can get around the Manton effect are among the strongest of us.”

And maybe, bitch, that's why you don't help tilt the girl who is teetering on the edge of becoming an S-Class threat over said edge?

(I am entitled to be irrational about some things.)

“That just leaves Shadow Stalker.  Bloodthirsty bitch,” Brian scowled.

AYYYY! Sophia! You horrid little bitch!

(Do we find out before Taylor does that Sophia is Shadow Stalker?)

“She was a solo hero,” Tattletale said, “Vigilante of the night, until she went too far and nearly killed someone, nailing him to a wall with one of her crossbows.  The local heroes were called in, she got arrested, and made some sort of deal.  Now she’s a probationary member of the Wards, with the condition that she uses tranquilizer bolts and nonlethal ammo for her crossbow.”

Furthers the whole "heroes kinda suck, be a villain" messaging from Interlude 2, really.

“I am,” I admitted, “as well as third thoughts, fourth thoughts, and so on.  But I’m not going to let that stop me.  I’m coming with.”

Valid af though.

“So unless there’s anything else, I think we just planned a bank robbery before noon,” Lisa said with a grin.  I looked at the digital clock displayed under the TV.  Sure enough, it was half past eleven.

Either Lisa is having too much fun with this, or the other Undersiders are having too little fun with it.

[wormbloggign]

so uh theyre the distraction yeah? something to draw eyes?

dont fool yourself cmon, youre having fun here

well yeah hes the most childish out of all of them

i wonder how many things clockbreaker can have frozen at any given time, like many deudly spiders for example

-none of the wards really interest me and i dont have much to say about them-

i think taylors gonna fit in great :)

[mimi-cee-genshin]

Denial is Futile: Wanderer x f!reader - Chapter 5

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Summary:

What would you do if you were stuck with Wanderer indefinitely?

The cute and sweet guy from the bazaar was brought to your place while unconscious. But when he woke up, you were appalled by the amount of snark he had. Was he even the same person? And now you were stuck with him because he could literally die if he stopped holding your hand. You weren't sure if you could tolerate him any longer. Little did you know he was exactly the type of person you needed in your life.

Other info: Fluff, humor, sfw, enemies to lovers, some hurt/comfort and angst later, character growth, occurs after the version 3.3 Archon quest and Tighnari's story quest, female reader

Word count: 2.8k

*****

"She seems okay," Baizhu informed Nahida. "Her heart rate is on the low side, but it's still within the normal range."

Wanderer watched your eyes; they were avoiding Baizhu's as well. Now that made the three of them if he included himself and Nahida. Your behavior ever since you regained consciousness was strange to say the least.

When you first woke up, you didn't get up. You laid there lifeless with no will left in your body. Your eyes were open, but your hand laid limp in his. He didn't think much of it at first. It wasn't strange for a weak human like you who had recently gained consciousness, so he chided at you about something like the weather as if you were fine.

And then you smiled.

You claimed you were surprised he was still there, all while staring at the wall behind him. It was as if making eye contact with him would cause you harm. He was faced with a blank mask displaying nothing but the outline of a smile.

"You're lucky Baizhu was here in Sumeru City," said Changsheng. "It seems we have to reschedule our meeting with Tighnari."

"Sorry," you replied. Your smile didn't reach your eyes and you didn't look at her either. Your attempt at feigning happiness was rather pathetic. Still, Baizhu continued with your assessment.

"I am limited in the range of tests I can perform," he said. "They may cause unintended side effects considering your current situation with Wanderer. From what I can tell, further testing would be unnecessary."

"Thank you, Baizhu," you told him, avoiding his gaze as well. "I guess this is all we can do for now."

Just how long were you going to act like this? As Baizhu listed some precautionary measures for you to follow, you stared down and fiddled with the blanket.

Wanderer grabbed your chin and turned your face towards him.

Whack.

"What do you think you're doing?" you said after slapping his hand away.

You glared at him. Perfect.

"Weren't you taught to look at the person you're talking to?" he asked you.

"What?"

"It's rude."

"You're one to talk," you said.

"Hmph."

"You literally yanked my face just to make me look at you."

"Do you even notice how you were acting just now? I guess you're even more dim-witted than I thought."

"Ugh! You–"

"All right. That's quite enough, you two," Baizhu said. "Wanderer, you shouldn't be agitating a patient. Especially not one you're dependent on."

"Hmph." At least you were human again. Maybe now you'd return to the task at hand: finding a way to sever himself from you.

"Before you forget," Changsheng told Baizhu, "there was one more observation you've forgotten to mention, wasn't there?"

"Ah yes." Baizhu turned to you. "The energy around your heart is a little peculiar. Unfortunately, I cannot ascertain if you were born with this condition or if it's due to your current situation with Wanderer. It's also possible that it's caused by some other unknown factor."

Your heart? Wanderer certainly didn't expect this. You were an ordinary human being in his eyes, but perhaps this was why you had the ability to keep him conscious.

"Have you ever experienced symptoms such as these before?" asked Baizhu. "Fainting spells, palpitations... or perhaps extreme fatigue?"

"I don't think I have." You scratched your head. "I'm fairly healthy and something like this hasn't –Wait a moment…"

You rose to your feet and reached for the projector, pulling Wanderer along in the process.

"What do you think you're doing?" Wanderer raised his brow. The projector lit up the wall once again.

"Shhh! I need to find it."

"You're shushing me?"

"Could you just be quiet?" you said, already in the middle of scanning through his memories. "I'm going to lose this thought because of you."

You fast forwarded his time at Tatarasuna with a glimpse of the furnace from the projector. Then you continued all the way to the time he met The Doctor before rewinding again.

"So what exactly are you looking for?" he asked.

"Something in Inazuma. Something… looked familiar," you said. "It was pink. Maybe leaves?"

"There are sakura trees everywhere in Inazuma," he noted, rolling his eyes. "Are you seriously trying to find something with that tiny piece of information?"

"Well… I think I remember red buildings too."

The projector revealed the time when he arrived at the shores of Inazuma City after withstanding the storm. He sighed. His past search for help to save the people of Tatarasuna was a waste of time.

In the images, Kabukimono traveled to the Tenshukaku and arrived at the gate, pleading to speak with the Almighty Shogun. You rewinded and played this scene several times.

"I've… I've been here before," you said, squinting your eyes at the projected image. "Where is this?"

"Weren't you just talking about red buildings?" asked Wanderer.

"Could you just answer the question?" you said, glaring at him.

He sighed. "This is on Narukami Island. More specifically, this is the Tenshukaku in Inazuma City."

"What?" you said. "But I've never been to the city before."

"Aren't you an Inazuman?"

"Yes... I can't believe you assumed every Inazuman has been to the city."

Wanderer let out a sigh. "Always picking a fight I see. It was a simple question. Why are you so offended?"

"I see that those two have quite the temperament," said Baizhu.

"Indeed," replied Nahida.

The scene continued as Kabukimono waited for days in the rain. Footsteps rushed towards him and a pink umbrella reached over. At this point, he had given up hope.

"Wait!" you exclaimed, pointing to Yae Miko on the screen. "I know her!"

"What?"

"A tree…" you muttered to yourself. "In front of a large tree, she was talking to my b-brother..."

You lowered your eyes and bit your lip. Your shoulders went stiff as well. Yet, you held yourself together with whatever was going through your mind and continued your explanation.

"I… uh, I don't remember much else," you said, pausing to clear your throat. "I think I struggled to stay conscious when I was there for some reason. And there was a weird bitter taste in my mouth afterwards."

"I see," replied Baizhu. "So being unconscious reminded you of this memory?"

"But I haven't passed out like this in a long time," you added. "It actually happened regularly when I was a child. And it... just stopped one day I guess."

Baizhu placed a hand on his chin. "Hmm… It seems to me that the bitter taste may have been from an herbal remedy known to treat certain diseases," he said. "My patients often complain about it due to its distinct and unpleasant taste. It's a sort of antibiotic with a wide range of applications. It's even taken for post-operative situations."

"I see…" Nahida pondered to herself. "This is a bit unrelated, but didn't Tighnari mention that one of Wanderer's organs is failing? Or at least, that was his theory. Maybe he needs a replacement part."

"Hmph," said Wanderer. "If I need a replacement part, it means I should go see the woman who created me." He let out a sigh. "Unfortunately, going back to Inazuma isn't exactly on the top of my list of things to do. It's not like she would remember me anyway. I'd rather keep it that way."

"But visiting the Electro Archon seems like the next logical step," said Nahida. "Or maybe the two of you could go to the Grand Narukami Shrine to see if Yae Miko can help find a solution."

"So we show up at the shrine on one fine sunny day and then what?" said Wanderer. "She's not the type to bend over backwards when a random person shows up with a request."

"You never know unless you try," replied Nahida.

"Neither of them remember me nor would they care to help someone in need. We'll find a different way."

"Well… since you're not the only one who'll be affected by this decision, why don't we ask Y/n?" suggested Nahida.

Now that Wanderer's attention turned to you, he noticed you'd gone silent again. Your eyes were lowered and your grip around his hand was firmer than usual.

"I want nothing to do with the Electro Archon," you said.

*****

The sun found a crack in the roof to shine through, just so it could find your eyes in the morning. Turning over on the bed, you saw Wanderer sitting with crossed legs on the floor, awake as ever. It would've startled you if you weren't used to it by now.

"Don't you ever get bored like that?" you asked.

"Hmph. Humans just have such short attention spans."

"Good morning to you too," you said dryly.

Neither of you said a word about Inazuma ever since that meeting. Why would you when that Archon had caused so much misery? You never understood why your brother was grateful to her.

You and Wanderer had an unspoken agreement: you'd focus on your lead with Tighnari instead. You didn't care much about Wanderer's reasons for avoiding the Archon, but if he was on the same page as you, that was all that mattered.

"Your hair is a mess," Wanderer commented.

"You think I didn't know that," you replied, rolling your eyes. "You tell me every morning."

You didn't bother fixing it and, instead, walked to your desk to scan your calendar. Collei was coming back to Sumeru, likely even here already. Unfortunately, this meant you'd be sleeping on the floor again, but it was by choice. You couldn't bear the thought of using the bed at her expense even if she wouldn't care.

You picked up the extra sleeping bag Tighnari left for you and held it out to Wanderer.

He raised his brow before rolling his eyes and helping you lay down the bag.

That was when something caught your eye. A soft, round object, which looked like a face and hair had been sewn onto it, laid on the floor under Wanderer's blanket. You picked it up and saw it was a small doll that was slightly larger than your hand.

Wanderer snatched it from you.

"Is it yours?" you asked.

"Whose would it be then?" he said.

"Was it a gift?"

"No."

"Then did you make it?"

He didn't give you an answer, only a huff as he placed it in his pocket. So Nilou wasn't just being nice when she complimented him on his needlework. You didn't expect he had a talent for that.

After fixing your hair, you unzipped your bag and placed a few notebooks and pens inside. Tighnari said he wanted us to meet him in Pardis Dhyai today. He got a hold of someone who might be able to help us.

Then we wouldn't have to go to Inazuma.

You were glad that Wanderer wasn't thrilled about the idea either, although after learning about his past made you realize you misunderstood him. You thought it was a reasonable conclusion that his vision caused the change in his personality. How were you supposed to know he had lost and gotten back his memories?

So which one was his real personality?

"Why are you staring at me?" he asked as the two of you walked towards Pardis Dhyai.

"You really don't do small talk," you commented. He was silent this entire time.

"Well, there's really no point to it, is there?" he said.

"It's a way for people to get to know each other," you said.

"What? Are you interested in me now?"

You placed your hand on your forehead. You couldn't believe you had a crush on him at one point. "Where the heck did you get that idea–"

A scream came from the forest.

"C- Collei?"

A drop of sweat formed on your brow. It couldn't be her, could it? With her skills and experience, nothing fazed her in the forest. Not usually at least.

"It did sound familiar," mentioned Wanderer.

"You know her?" you asked.

His lips turned into a scowl. "Does that even matter right now when we know that–"

"Don't touch me!"

Collei!

Your legs picked up speed and raced toward the forest. Wanderer tugged you hard by your arm and swung you onto his back.

"Grab on," he said, activating his vision and floating in the air.

He flew through the forest at full speed as you clung onto his neck. The wind pushed your hair back as he maneuvered around several trees and branches.

A forest ranger was trapped under a fallen trunk while an Electro Fatui skirmisher held onto Collei's arm. She couldn't escape his grasp.

Wanderer released his skill and fell like a meteor to kick down the skirmisher's head at an angle. This launched the three of you several feet away from the fallen tree trunk as a puff of dust surrounded you.

"Collei!" you yelled out, climbing off of Wanderer's back. "Are you okay?" You couldn't see her with all the debris in the air.

"Y/n?" asked Collei with a quiver in her voice. "H-how are you–"

"Have a load of this!"

A bullet came towards Wanderer and you pulled him aside and stretched out your hand in front. It just missed your hand, but its fire burned your arm. You pulled it back in pain and clicked your tongue for relying on that 'curse' once again.

"Why would you do that?" Wanderer yelled at you. "Are you eager for a death wish?"

The debris settled and the Pyro Fatui skirmisher took aim once more, but Collei's blazing green arrow shot him first.

"Ugh. Humans are such feeble creatures," Wanderer continued to scold you. "You're no better than insects."

"Hey!" the forest ranger called out to him. "Bring her here." A bubble of water formed above his hand as he laid on the ground.

Wanderer carried you over before launching the tree off of him. He stretched out his arm, ready for another attack.

The forest ranger cooled your arm with the water and soothed the burn that stretched from your wrist to your elbow. So this was what a burn felt like. Yet you could tell it was only skin deep.

"Let's end this quickly!" said the Electrohammer skirmisher.

He wasn't knocked out yet?

Collei dodged his attack, launched herself off a low hanging branch and shot his weak point.

The Pyro Fatui aimed at her again.

"Forget my arm," you said, climbing onto Wanderer's back. "We have to help her!"

He flew towards the gunner and struck him with his wind blades. He continued to fight them with Collei providing cover from a distance.

It was strange. Others were doing the fighting for you as you clung onto Wanderer's back. Yet though you were defenseless, you weren't not dismayed.

The Fatui were now subdued and tied up. Collei took a look at your arm and verified it was a first degree burn but you would still need more aid.

"I'm sorry I let this happen to you," she told you. "I wasn't able to hold my bow steady at first because I… I was a bit shaken up."

This was the girl who was fearless against creatures multiple times her size. You couldn't blame her for getting scared this one time.

"I… wanted to be able to protect everyone," said Collei. "I'll work harder next time."

"There's no need to push yourself," said Wanderer. "It isn't exactly lucky for you to have a run-in with the Fatui." He took a sigh that held a measure of heaviness with it.

The more you observed Wanderer, the more caring he seemed. You were previously blinded by your anger and projected your past onto him. He was still rather rude and abrasive, especially when provoked. But glimpses of the guy you saw when you first met were still there.

"I'll take him with me back to Gandharva Ville," Collei said as she placed the forest ranger's arm over her shoulder. "It'll be easier to treat him there."

"Alright," you said. "We'll stay here until you get someone to help deal with them. Although, I think now we're late for our meeting with Tighnari in Pardis Dhyai.

"I see," she said. "In that case, we'll go there instead to update him on the situation."

After Collei left with the limping forest ranger, Wanderer squeezed hard on your uninjured hand.

"Ow! What the heck are you doing?"

"Sit," he commanded with his eyes glaring at you.

You heeded his word and promptly sat down on the ground. He took the bandages from the first aid pack that Collei left and loosely wrapped them around your burn.

Your heart skipped a beat.

Your eyes widened, your breath hitched and you placed a hand on your chest. The feeling in your gut told you that something was terribly wrong.

Yet, you pretended like it never happened.

*****

Thanks for reading! Here's Chapter 6 >

[allwormdiet]

Agitation 3.3

And now we're in the thick of it aren't we

I love how all of Brian's objections to robbing a bank are about how it's not worth it and will absolutely fuck them. He's not opposed to the principle of robbing a bank, just every material and logistical element of actually robbing a bank

Brian: continuing to explain why this is stupid and shouldn't be done

Alec: would absolutely take the money even if he doesn't know what for

Rachel: nah, we'd win

Lisa: smug

Excellent summation of the Undersiders

I think this is the first time I've seen Rachel actively agree with someone else's opinion

Brian is trying so hard to be reasonable and it's not working

Taylor is trying to maintain her moral high ground and it's also not working

Lisa's argument in favor of the bank job is really good honestly, I wish it was just a bank robbery and not the latest step in a creep's master plan bc then it'd be very cool

She is compelled to be the smartest person in the room, I swear

And Lisa wins

So here's Taylor realizing there's no way to back out of this

He's helping!

I think Taylor is in a perennial state of selling herself short, hope she shakes that eventually

The full breakdown on the Wards' abilities is neat. Aegis seems kinda gross but in a cool way, like a fucking zombie man or something.

I like this little show of trust

Clockblocker has a very silly name but a very cool power

I love that Vista is the baby of the bunch, the veteran of the team, and also a fucking powerhouse who makes the laws of physics cry, it's a fun contradiction

Manton Effect is a super cool explanation of how powers have specific limitations and boundaries

I don't have enough of a stance on Kid Win or Gallant yet to say anything at this point

Oh gee that Shadow Stalker, what a jerk she is, I can't imagine what she's like out of costume

Insane that Shadow Stalker has apparently decided that Grue is her nemesis over an unlucky power interaction, strange priorities there but whatever

Another interesting sign of the dynamic with this group. I'm curious what it means for Rachel to act casual here.

And so we're committed to robbing a bank, let's go baby

Current Thoughts

Further establishing the characters, further establishing the setting, staging things for the plot to move along

I just keep liking the Undersiders tbh, I like that they argue but don't seem to take real offense to it, they have legitimate concerns but they're not dead-set on it and they don't hold grudges over the differences between them. Contrast Taylor, who seems prone to being dead-set on things and holds grudges like a motherfucker.

I'm sure this will never cause a conflict

[dragoneyes618]

The unique German brew of antisemitic ideologies culminated in Germany's unleashing the "Final Solution" of the "Jewish Problem." But thanks to the virtual universality of antisemitism, the Germans found fertile fields to sow the Holocaust throughout nearly all of Europe. The six million Jews slaughtered by the Nazis came from twenty-one European countries. Hitler's goal was to render at least Europe judeinrein (free of Jews), and by 1945, he had murdered almost seven out of every ten Jews on the European continent. In some countries, the Germans murdered the overwhelming majority of Jews. To cite the two most extreme examples, in Poland, the Germans murdered 3 million Jews out of a pre-war Jewish population of 3.3 million, and in Latvia, Lithuania, and Estonia, 228,000 out of 253,000.

The major reason for the Nazis' success in murdering Europe's Jews was the cooperation they received from citizens of Nazi-occupied countries. Thus, almost everywhere, wherever the local populations refused to cooperate the percentage of Jews murdered was considerably smaller than elsewhere, and in two instances - Denmark and Finland - almost all the Jews were saved.

Concerning Denmark, its prewar Jewish population of eight thousand was mainly composed of Jews well integrated into Danish society. After the German takeover in April 1940, Himmler and other top German officials repeatedly pressured Denmark to take actions against its Jewish citizens.

Lucy Dawidowicz described the events: "After Denmark came under martial law, Best [the German minister in charge of Denmark] tried to deport the Danish Jews. His plans...were reported on September 28 [11943] to Danish Social Democratic leaders. The Germans had scheduled the roundup of the Jews for October 1, 1943, but in an extraordinary operation involving the whole Danish people and the agreement of the Swedish government, nearly all Danish Jews were hidden and then ferried across to Sweden, where they remained in safety until the end of the war. The Germans managed to round up some four hundred Jews, whom they send to Theresienstadt [ a concentration camp in Czechoslovakia]. The internment of the Danish Jews in Theresiendtadt agitated the Danish government which repeatedly requested permission to inspect the camp. In June, 1944, such permission was granted, and the visit was made by delegates of the Danish Red Cross. As a consequence of persistent Danish interest in the deported Jews, none was sent to Auschwitz. At the end of the war, fifty-one had died in Theresienstadt of natural causes."

Finland provided a second example of a German-occupied nation being able to save its Jews. When Himmler visited Helsinki in July 1942, he pressured the Finns to deport their Jews to German concentration camps. The Finnish foreign minister, Rolf Witting, simply refused to consider the matter, and no Finnish Jews were murdered.

A third example of a country (in this instance an ally of Germany) where the Nazis encountered stiff resistance to the Final Solution from the populace and leadership is Bulgaria. After Bulgaria's leaders halted the deportation of native Bulgarian Jews, though not of Jewish refugees living there, "the Germans continued to exert pressure to deport the Jews, but the counterpressure of Bulgarian opinion, especially the Bulgarian Orthodox Church, restrained the government from compliance. King Boris III, too, was opposed to deporting any but 'Communist elements.'" As a result, 50,000 of the 64,000 Jews in Bulgaria survived the war.

In most countries the Germans occupied, however, they received enormous local support in locating, arresting, and, in Eastern Europe, murdering the Jews. It was this support, offered enthusiastically in countries with large Jewish populations, that enabled the Final Solution to achieve its demonic success.

In Poland, with its history of antisemitism and its large Jewish population (10 percent of the population), the Germans were repeatedly aided in their program to murder all Polish Jews. When Poland became independent in 1919, the event was accompanied by a series of pogroms. During the years between the wars, severe quotas were placed on Jews in universities, and discriminatory economic regulations impoverished many Jews.

The record of Polish support for Nazi actions against the Jews is documented in many sources, nowhere more vividly than in The Warsaw Diary of Chaim A. Kaplan. Kaplan, a German-born Jew, living in Poland, meticulously recorded Jewish life in Poland under Nazi rule. His published diary runs from September 1, 1939, the day of the German invasion, until Kaplan's own deportation on or about August 4, 1942. Throughout the journal Kaplan wrote of Poles' support for the Nazis' anti-Jewish policies. For example, when the Nazis ordered the confiscation of almost all the Jews' property and money, Jews pleaded with longtime Christian friends to accept sums for safekeeping. But, wrote Kaplan, "the Christian 'friends' refused, because their merchants association had forbidden its members to give assistance to Jews in any form whatsoever" (October 16, 1939).

The depth of Polish Jew-hatred was particularly evident in Kaplan's description of the expulsion of the Jewish community of Pultusk. The entire community, including "old men with canes and sick people on the point of death" was exiled to Poplawy. "The rabbi went with the exiles...That night the Polish inhabitants of the village attack the rabbi, beat him up, and stole his last pennies. They stole the money from the rest of the exiles as they were leaving the village. The crowd cheered them all and emptied their pockets" (October 26, 1939). Another example: Kaplan noted that in the early days of the occupation, before the Nazis had ghettoized the Jews and when the Jews and Poles waited on bread lines for food, the Poles, "even though...they do not know German...have nevertheless learned to say 'Ein Jude' in order to get [a Jew] thrown out of line" (October 5, 1939).

But what may most reveal the depth of Polish antisemitism is that most of the Poles in the anti-Nazi underground refused to help Polish Jews even during the Jews' revolt in the Warsaw Ghetto. And a few months after the revolt's failure, on September 15, 1943, General Tadeusz Bor-Komorowski of the Armia Krajowa, the main Polish underground force, ordered that Jewish anti-Nazi fighters be liquidated. Though many moving individual instances of Poles risking their lives to save Jews are recorded, such as the seven Poles who smuggled arms into the Warsaw Ghetto and several thousand Poles who hid Jews, Poles overwhelming reacted to the Nazi genocide of the Jew with, at best, indifference, and often, support. Only with Polish cooperation could the Nazis have murdered over 90 percent of the more than three million Jews of Poland. And it was not coincidental that the major Nazi death camps were located in Poland.

Hitler's actions against the Jews were also abetted by his ally from 1939 to 1941, Joseph Stalin. When German Foreign Minister Joachim von Ribbentrop met with Stalin to discuss the Soviet-German partition of Poland, they also addressed Germany's treatment of Polish Jews. Von Ribbentrop reported Stalin's response: "The Polish national problem might be dealt with as Germany sees fit," a statement that the Germans understood as supportive of their anti-Jewish actions.

Though Stalin knew about German persecution of Polish Jews from 1939 on, he kept this information secret. As a consequence, when the Germans broke their alliance with the Soviets and invaded the USSR in 1941, Soviet Jews had no idea that the Germans intended to murder them. The effects of this Communist-designed ignorance were catastrophic. Oblivious to Nazi designs, the Jews in occupied Soviet territory at first made no attempt to resist the German army or even to flee. When the Germans ordered local Jewish leaders to gather all the Jews for resettlement to a "Jewish region," the Jews obeyed. When the Jews did gather, Einsatzgruppen, Nazi mobile killing unites, together with "local Ukrainian, White Russian, or Latvian militia would transport the Jews outside thw town and murder them all - men, women, and children - by machine-gun fire within abandoned dugouts and ravines."

The Germans relied on local support of this kind throughout Eastern Europe. As soon as they captured Kovno, Lithuania, gangs of Lithuanians murdered 3,800 Jews on June 25-26, 1941. Upon capturing Lvov, in Soviet Ukraine, the Germans immediately organized a Ukrainian militia that murdered 7,000 Jews on July 2-3. The historian Shmuel Ettinger noted that the actions of the Ukrainians were so immediate and precipitate that "the murders were halted by order of the Germans," who wished to rbing greater order to the genocide campaign. That fall, at the end of September 1941, Germans and Ukrainians murdered at least 3,000 Jews in Babi Yar, a ravine near Kiev.

Romanians also participated in the murder of their Jews. On June 28, 1941, blood pogroms were carried out there, and 7,000 Jews were murdered. Later, the Romanians established concentration camps for the Jews. By the war's end 300,000 Romanian Jews had been murdered through the joint efforts of Germans and Romanians.

In the German puppet state of Slovakia in March 1942, the leader of the Slovak People's Party, Father Josef Tiso, a Catholic priest, agreed to expel the Jews. After his Fascist Hlinka Guard conducted massive manhunts for Jews, 35,000 were sent eastward to be murdered in the death camps. A Slovak rabbi went to Archbishop Kametko and asked him to influence his former private secretary, Tiso, to stop the expulsions. The archbishop responded: "This is no mere expulsion. There you will not die of hunger and pestilence; there they will slaughter you all, old and young, women and children, in one day. This is your punishment for the death of our Redeemer. There is only one hope for you - to convert to our religion. Then I shall effect the annulling of this decree."

In the fall of 1944, RAbbi M. D. Weissmandel escaped while en route to a concentration camp and ultimately met with the papal nuncio, describing for him the horrors of the Jews in temporary camps awaiting deportation to Auschwitz. He begged the papal nuncio to intervene with Tiso. The papal nuncio answered: "This, being a Sunday, is a holy day for us. Neither I nor Father Tiso occupy ourselves with profane matters on this day."

Weissmandel persisted, arguing that the lives of innocent human beings, including infants and children, were not a profane matter. The papal nuncio responded: "There is no innocent blood of Jewish children in the world. All Jewish blood is guilty. You have to die. This is the punishment that has been awaiting you because of that sin" [the death of Jesus].

Shmuel Ettinger summarized the support given by the people of Eastern Europe in the Nazi war against the Jews: "The most active accomplices of the Germans in these acts of extermination were the Ukrainians and Lithuanians, but they had many helpers among the Croatians, Rumanians, Hungarians and Slovaks....Their police personnel were willing to search tirelessly for days and even weeks in order to hunt down one concealed Jewish child. Though Poland was notorious for her antisemitism, it is a fact that the number of Jews hidden and saved there by the local population was many times higher than in Soviet Ukraine and Soviet White Russia....[But] it is not by chance that Poland was chosen as a the country of extermination. The Polish people...[did not] lift a finger to help the Jews, even in the worst days of mass murder, or during the Warsaw ghetto uprising. There were many Poles who handed escaping Jews over to the Nazis. Nevertheless, there were some Poles, mainly in the monasteries, who were shocked at the brutal murders, and particularly the slaughter of young children, and attempted to save them. Through them several thousand Jewish children were saved in Poland.

There is no question that in Western Europe the Germans took greater care in carrying out the Final Solution, knowing that anti-Jewish feelings were less intense there. As a result, except for Holland, the percentage of Jews murdered in Western Europe was considerably less than in Eastern Europe. Nonetheless, the Germans were also extended extensive cooperation in Western Europe. In France, for example, the Nazis required French cooperation to carry out deportation of Jews, since they lacked the manpower to do it alone..

On June 11, 1941, the Nazis formulated plans to round up all Jews between the ages of sixteen and forty. Pierre Laval, vice prime minister in Vichy, unoccupied France, informed the Germans that he would not use French police to round up Jews who were French citizens. But he did order the French police to turn over to the Germans the 64,070 Jewish refugees in Paris, including children under sixteen years of age. By mid-July, French police had delivered 4,051 Jewish children under the age of sixteen into the hands of the Nazis - Jews whom the Nazis themselves had not ordered rounded up. These children were subsequently sent to Auschwitz.

Virtually every secular and religious ideology and nationality in Europe had been saturated with Jew-hatred by the time the Nazis developed the Final Solution. Over the preceding decades and centuries major elements of Christianity, Marxism and socialism, nationalism, and Enlightenment and post-Enlightenment thought had come to view the existence of Jews as a distinctive people with a distinctive Jewish identity as intolerable. In the final analysis, they all would have opposed what Hitler did, but without them, Hitler could not have done it.

- Why the Jews? The Reason for Antisemitism, Dennis Prager and Joseph Telushkin, pages 147-153

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QUE VEUT DIRE LA BIBLE PAR LA MORT À SOI-MÊME ?

L'idée de « mort à soi-même » se retrouve dans tout le Nouveau Testament. Elle exprime la véritable essence de la vie chrétienne, qui consiste à porter sa croix et à suivre Christ. La mort à soi-même est liée à la nouvelle naissance : mettre à mort notre ancienne nature pour que notre nouvelle nature puisse prendre toute la place (Jean 3.3-7). Les chrétiens sont régénérés au moment de leur salut, mais ensuite, nous continuons de mourir à nous-mêmes par le processus de sanctification. La mort à soi-même est donc à la fois un événement unique et momentané et un processus de toute une vie.

Jésus a exhorté plusieurs fois ses disciples à porter leur croix (un instrument d'exécution) et à le suivre. Il a dit clairement que ceux qui veulent le suivre doivent renoncer à eux-mêmes et être prêts à abandonner leur vie pour lui, spirituellement, symboliquement et même physiquement, si nécessaire. La mort à soi-même est un prérequis pour tout disciple de Christ, qui a dit que celui qui cherche à sauver sa vie terrestre perdra la vie éternelle dans le Royaume de Dieu, mais que ceux qui renoncent à leur vie pour lui obtiendront la vie éternelle (Matthieu 16.24-25, Marc 8.34-35). Jésus est même allé jusqu'à dire que ceux qui ne sont pas prêts à sacrifier leur vie pour lui ne peuvent être ses disciples (Luc 14.27).

Le rite du baptême exprime l'engagement du croyant à mourir à son ancienne manière de vivre marquée par le péché (Romains 6.4-8) et à renaître en Christ pour une nouvelle vie. L'immersion dans l'eau symbolise notre mort et notre enterrement avec Christ, tandis que notre sortie de l'eau symbolise notre résurrection avec Christ. Par le baptême, nous sommes identifiés à Christ dans sa mort et sa résurrection. Le baptême symbolise toute la vie chrétienne, qui consiste à mourir à soi-même et à vivre pour celui qui est mort pour nous (Galates 2.20).

Paul explique aux Galates que la mort à soi-même, c'est être « crucifié avec Christ », de sorte que nous ne vivons plus, mais c'est Christ qui vit en nous (Galates 2.20). Notre ancienne nature, avec sa tendance à pécher et à suivre les voies du monde, est morte et Christ demeure en notre nouvelle nature et agit à travers elle. Cela ne veut pas dire qu'en « mourant à nous-mêmes », nous devenons inactifs ou insensibles ni que nous nous laissons mourir, mais que nous renonçons à notre vie passée, surtout aux péchés que nous pratiquions autrefois. « Ceux qui appartiennent à [Jésus-]Christ ont crucifié leur nature propre avec ses passions et ses désirs. » (Galates 5.24) Nous devons aspirer à ce qui plaît à Dieu avec la même passion avec laquelle nous aspirions autrefois aux plaisirs égoïstes.

La Bible ne décrit pas la mort à soi-même comme une option : elle est l'essence même de la vie chrétienne, personne ne peut venir à Christ s'il n'est pas prêt à crucifier son ancienne nature avec Christ et à vivre une nouvelle vie d'obéissance à lui. Jésus avertit les croyants tièdes, qui veulent profiter à la fois de leur ancienne et de leur nouvelle vie : il les vomira de sa bouche (Apocalypse 3.15-16). Cette tiédeur caractérisait l'église de Laodicée, ainsi que beaucoup d'églises actuelles. La « tiédeur » est un refus de mourir à soi-même et de vivre pour Christ. La mort à soi-même n'est pas une option pour les chrétiens : c'est le choix de la vie éternelle.

Source: Got Question

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Dudley's Wasp Nest Removal Experts: Tips and Techniques

Introduction

Wasp nest infestations can be a major nuisance and safety concern for residents of Dudley. These stinging insects can pose significant threats to human health and property. To help you tackle this issue effectively and safely, this comprehensive guide will explore tips and techniques for wasp nest removal in Dudley. By the end of this guide, you'll have the knowledge and tools to handle wasp nest problems with confidence, ensuring the safety and tranquility of your home.

Understanding Dudley's Wasp Species

Before diving into wasp nest removal techniques, it's crucial to understand the wasp species commonly found in Dudley. Two of the most prevalent types are:

1.1. Common Wasps (Vespula vulgaris): Recognized by their yellow and black stripes, common wasps often build nests in gardens, sheds, and wall cavities.

1.2. German Wasps (Vespula germanica): Slightly larger than common wasps, German wasps are known for their aggressive behavior when defending their nests.

Section 2: Identifying Wasp Nests

Recognizing a wasp nest is the first step in addressing the problem. Here are some signs to look out for:

2.1. Frequent Wasp Sightings: If you notice a significant increase in the number of wasps around your property, it may indicate a nearby nest.

2.2. Nest Sightings: Keep an eye out for nests, which are typically located in eaves, roof spaces, garden sheds, and wall cavities.

2.3. Heightened Wasp Activity: Wasps are most active during the summer months, so be particularly vigilant then.

2.4. Scratching or Chewing Noises: If you hear sounds like scratching or chewing coming from your walls, it may suggest a nest.

The Importance of Safe Wasp Nest Removal

Wasp nest removal is essential for several reasons:

3.1. Safety: Wasps can deliver painful stings, and for some individuals, these stings can trigger severe allergic reactions. Removing nests ensures the safety of your family and visitors.

3.2. Prevent Aggressive Behavior: Disturbing a wasp nest can provoke aggressive behavior from the insects. Removing the nest eliminates this threat.

3.3. Protect Property: Left unchecked, wasp nests can cause structural damage to your home. Nest removal helps preserve your property.

3.4. Peace of Mind: Knowing that your home is free from dangerous wasp nests provides peace of mind for you and your family.

Safe Wasp Nest Removal Techniques

When dealing with a wasp nest, safety should always be your top priority. Here are some safe wasp nest removal techniques:

4.1. Professional Pest Control Services

If you are uncomfortable dealing with wasp nests or if the infestation is severe, it's best to consult professional pest control experts in Dudley. They have the necessary training and protective gear to handle the situation safely.

4.2. Nighttime Removal

Wasps are less active at night. If you decide to remove a nest yourself, do it after dark when the wasps are less likely to attack.

4.3. Smoke Method

This method involves lighting a fire in a grill or a smoke generator and directing the smoke toward the nest entrance. The smoke disorients and calms the wasps, making it easier to remove the nest.

4.4. Water and Soap Solution

Mix water and dish soap in a spray bottle. After dark, approach the nest and spray the solution directly onto it. This will suffocate the wasps and make it easier to remove the nest.

4.5. Protective Clothing

When attempting DIY nest removal, wear protective clothing, including a beekeeping suit, gloves, and a face shield.

4.6. Do Not Use Fire or Flammable Substances

Never attempt to remove a wasp nest by using fire or flammable substances. This can be extremely dangerous and may cause fires.

4.7. Avoid Swatting or Agitating Wasps

Swatting or agitating wasps can provoke them, leading to stings. Maintain a calm demeanor and avoid sudden movements when near a nest.

4.8. Dispose of the Nest Properly

Carefully remove and dispose of the nest in a sealed plastic bag. Double-bag it to ensure that any remaining wasps cannot escape.

Post-Removal Cleanup and Prevention

After successfully removing a wasp nest, it's important to clean up the area and take preventive measures to avoid future infestations:

5.1. Dispose of the Nest

Carefully remove and dispose of the nest in a sealed plastic bag. Double-bag it to ensure that any remaining wasps cannot escape.

5.2. Sanitize the Area

Clean the area where the nest was located to eliminate any residual pheromones that may attract other wasps.

5.3. Preventative Measures

Continue to seal entry points and maintain good sanitation to prevent future infestations.

Conclusion

Wasp nest removal in Dudley is a crucial task for homeowners, as it ensures the safety and tranquility of your home and family. Whether you choose to remove the nest yourself or seek professional assistance, prioritize safety at all times. By following the guidelines outlined in this guide, you can successfully manage wasp nest infestations and enjoy a secure and comfortable home in Dudley.

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Dryer Balls: A Natural and Eco-Friendly Solution for Laundry Drying

In today's world, where environmental consciousness is on the rise, people are constantly seeking eco-friendly alternatives to everyday products. Dryer balls have emerged as a popular choice for those looking to reduce their environmental impact while maintaining the quality of their laundry. In this article, we will explore what dryer balls are, how they work, their benefits, and why they are an excellent alternative to traditional dryer sheets. So, let's dive in and discover the wonders of dryer balls.

What Are Dryer Balls?

Dryer balls are small, round balls, typically made of wool or plastic dryer balls , that are designed to be used in the clothes dryer to help dry laundry faster and soften fabrics naturally. They work by creating space between the clothes, allowing hot air to circulate more efficiently, thereby reducing drying time.

2. How Do Dryer Balls Work?

When you place dryer balls in the dryer with wet laundry, they bounce and tumble between the clothes. This movement prevents the clothes from sticking together, which not only speeds up the drying process but also ensures that the laundry is fluffed and soft.

3. The Benefits of Using Dryer Balls

3.1 Eco-Friendly and Sustainable

Dryer balls are an eco-friendly alternative to single-use dryer sheets. They are typically made from renewable materials like wool, which means they can be used multiple times, reducing waste and decreasing your carbon footprint.

3.2 Energy and Time-Saving

By reducing drying time, dryer balls help conserve energy and save money on utility bills. With shorter drying cycles, you'll also have more time on your hands for other activities.

3.3 Softens and Fluffs Laundry

One of the major benefits of dryer balls is their ability to soften fabrics without  wool dryer balls the use of chemical-laden fabric softeners. They also prevent clothes from clumping together, resulting in fluffier and more comfortable laundry.

3.4 Reduces Wrinkles and Static Cling

Dryer balls naturally agitate the clothes, preventing wrinkles from setting in. Additionally, they minimize static cling, leaving your clothes looking and feeling their best.

3.5 Safe for Sensitive Skin

Unlike some dryer sheets that may contain irritants and allergens, dryer balls are hypoallergenic and safe for individuals with sensitive skin.

4. Dryer Balls vs. Dryer Sheets

When it comes to choosing between dryer balls and dryer sheets, there are several factors to consider:

4.1 Environmental Impact

Dryer balls are a greener option as they can be reused countless times, whereas dryer sheets are typically single-use and end up in landfills.

4.2 Chemicals and Allergens

Dryer balls are chemical-free, making them a better choice for those with allergies or respiratory sensitivities, while some dryer sheets contain artificial fragrances and chemicals that may cause irritation.

4.3 Effectiveness

Dryer balls are known for their effectiveness in reducing drying time and softening fabrics, while dryer sheets may not always deliver consistent results.

4.4 Cost-Effectiveness

While dryer balls may have a higher upfront cost, their long lifespan makes them more cost-effective in the long run compared to regularly buying dryer sheets.

5. How to Use Dryer Balls Effectively

To get the most out of your dryer balls, follow these tips:

5.1 How Many Balls to Use

The number of dryer balls you need depends on the size of your load. Typically, three to six balls are sufficient for a medium-sized load.

5.2 Adding Essential Oils for Fragrance

If you miss the scent of traditional dryer sheets, add a few drops of your favorite essential oil to the dryer balls before each cycle.

5.3 Maintenance and Storage

Keep your dryer balls clean by occasionally washing them and storing them in a dry place when not in use.

6. DIY Dryer Balls

If you enjoy crafts and want a personal touch, consider making your own dryer balls:

6.1 Wool Dryer Balls

To make wool dryer balls, wrap wool yarn into a tight ball and felt it by agitating it in hot water. Repeat the process until you get a solid ball.

6.2 DIY Dryer Balls with Yarn

For a budget-friendly option, create dryer balls using yarn and winding it into a ball shape.

6.3 Scented Dryer Balls

Add a few drops of essential oil to your homemade dryer balls for a subtle and natural fragrance.

7. Where to Buy Dryer Balls

Dryer balls are widely available both in-store and online:

7.1 Local Stores

Visit your nearest home goods store, supermarket, or eco-friendly shop to find dryer balls.

7.2 Online Retailers

Explore online marketplaces and retailers specializing in eco-friendly products to purchase dryer balls conveniently.

7.3 Supporting Small Businesses

Consider supporting local artisans and small businesses that handcraft and sell dryer balls.

8. Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

8.1 Are dryer balls safe to use with all types of fabric?

Yes, dryer balls are safe to use with all types of fabric, including delicates and baby clothes.

8.2 Can dryer balls reduce drying time significantly?

Absolutely! Dryer balls can reduce drying time

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Portable Biogas Plant for Home: Sustainable Waste Management Solution

Understanding Portable Biogas Plants:

A portable biogas plant is a small-scale anaerobic digestion system that utilizes organic waste to produce biogas. The system typically consists of a digester tank, feeding inlet, gas outlet, and a mechanism for waste agitation and gas collection. The process involves the decomposition of organic materials, such as kitchen waste, food scraps, and animal manure, in the absence of oxygen, resulting in the production of biogas.

Benefits of Portable Biogas Plants:

2.1 Renewable Energy Generation: The primary advantage of a portable biogas plant is its ability to generate renewable energy in the form of biogas. Biogas, composed primarily of methane and carbon dioxide, can be used for cooking, heating, and even generating electricity, reducing reliance on fossil fuels and lowering greenhouse gas emissions.

2.2 Waste Reduction: By converting organic waste into biogas, portable biogas plants help minimize the amount of waste ending up in landfills. This reduces the release of methane, a potent greenhouse gas, and helps mitigate environmental pollution.

2.3 Nutrient-Rich Fertilizer: As part of the biogas production process, the leftover slurry, known as digestate, is a nutrient-rich organic fertilizer. This digestate can be used in gardening or agriculture, providing a sustainable alternative to chemical fertilizers.

2.4 Cost Savings: Utilizing biogas for cooking and heating purposes can significantly reduce energy bills, offering long-term cost savings for homeowners.

Setting up a Portable Biogas Plant:

3.1 Size and Capacity: Portable biogas plants come in various sizes to accommodate the needs of different households. Consider the amount of organic waste your household generates to determine the appropriate plant size.

3.2 Installation: The installation process is relatively straightforward and requires connecting the feeding inlet to a waste source and the gas outlet to the desired appliance. Some plants come pre-assembled, while others require simple assembly.

3.3 Waste Management: The success of a portable biogas plant depends on maintaining the right waste-to-water ratio and ensuring a balance of organic materials. Regular feeding of waste and occasional stirring or agitation helps optimize gas production.

Challenges and Considerations:

4.1 Temperature and Climate: Biogas production is influenced by temperature, with warmer climates generally resulting in more efficient gas generation. Consider your local climate and ensure the plant’s location receives sufficient sunlight.

4.2 Maintenance: Portable biogas plants require periodic maintenance, such as cleaning and monitoring gas production. Understanding these requirements and following guidelines provided by the manufacturer is essential for optimal performance.

4.3 Odor Control: While properly managed biogas plants are designed to minimize odor, it is essential to follow guidelines to prevent any unpleasant odors from escaping.

Portable biogas plants offer an eco-friendly and sustainable waste management solution for homes, enabling the generation of renewable energy while reducing organic waste. With benefits like energy savings, waste reduction, and nutrient-rich fertilizer production, these compact systems provide an opportunity for individuals to actively participate in sustainable living. By harnessing the power of biogas, households can contribute to a greener future while enjoying the practical benefits of cost

[blueweavelaltusinha]

Car Wash Systems Market Industry Trends, Growth, Forecast 2022-2029

BlueWeave Consulting, a leading strategic consulting and market research firm, in its recent study, estimated the global car wash systems market size at USD 30.35 billion in 2022. During the forecast period between 2023 and 2029, the global car wash systems market size is projected to grow at a steady CAGR of 3.3% reaching a value of USD 37.84 billion by 2029. The emergence of the on-demand car wash trend as well as the growing customer preference for professional vehicle wash services over home cleaning are significant growth factors for the global car wash systems market. The shift from "do it yourself" to "do it for me" is a significant trend among customers who lead busy lives and have tight schedules.

Global Car Wash Systems Market – Overview

The automated car wash method cleans an automobile via a network of units that cooperate. There are two methods for automatic automobile cleaning: roll-over and conveyor. One drives into a wash bay and stops their automobile when using a roll-over car wash system. The car is then rolled over by the cleaning machinery. The conveyor car wash system, in contrast, involves the automobile traveling down a conveyor belt through a tunnel that is equipped with a number of synchronized devices. One can select between a touchless and a soft-touch cleaning method while using an automatic car wash.

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Global Car Wash Systems Market – By Process

Based on process, the global car wash systems market is segmented into cloth friction car washing and touchless car washing. The cloth friction car washing segment accounts for a higher share in the global car wash systems market by process. The cloth friction car washing has long been regarded as a dependable, secure, and efficient way to wash a vehicle. Other automatic vehicle washes have difficulty reaching the hard-to-reach regions that the cloth friction car washing efficiently agitates. Cloth friction car washing is also very cost-effective, which significantly contributes to its market growth.

Impact of COVID-19 on Global Car Wash Systems Market

The unprecedented COVID-19 pandemic hampered the growth of the global car wash systems market. The imposition of nationwide lockdowns by various countries limited the number of cars on roads and resulted in a significant decline in the consumer spending on automobile maintenance. The lockdowns also led to a temporary halt of the car wash businesses, which negatively impacted the global car wash systems market. However, the pandemic is projected to bring several industry improvements including online booking systems, which are anticipated to provide new growth opportunities to the global car wash systems market.

Competitive Landscape

Major players operating in the global car wash Systems market include Zips Car Wash, Splash Car Wash, International Car Wash Group (ICW), Autobell Car Wash, Quick Quack Car Wash, Super Star Car Wash, True Blue Car Wash, LLC, Magic Hands Car Wash, Hoffman Car Wash, Wash Depot Holdings Inc., WashTec AG, Daifuku Co., Ltd, Otto Christ AG, and Istobal, S.A.

To further enhance their market share, these companies employ various strategies, including mergers and acquisitions, partnerships, joint ventures, license agreements, and new product launches.

[sramfact]

The global pharmaceutical processing seals market is projected to grow from USD 2.1 billion in 2021 to USD 3.3 billion by 2026, at a CAGR of 10.0% during the forecast period. The favorable rules and regulations for pharmaceutical manufacturing in the developing regions such as APAC, the Middle East & Africa, and South America are expected to drive the pharmaceutical processing seals market. The consumption of pharmaceutical drugs is rapidly increasing at the global level especially, in the rapidly growing economies in APAC. In order to cater to the increasing demand for pharmaceutical drugs, there is an increase in the investments made in the pharmaceutical manufacturing equipment industry for capacity expansions and R&D activities. Expansion of the healthcare sector due to increasing population and improved awareness about quality healthcare are expected to drive the pharmaceutical industry and thus, boost the demand for pharmaceutical processing seals, globally.

There are various types of pharmaceutical processing seals available in the market, namely, O-rings, gaskets, lip seals, and D seals. These seals are available in different grades, shapes, and sizes. The O-rings segment dominated the pharmaceutical processing seals market owing to its high demand in pharmaceutical manufacturing equipment. O-rings are used in pharmaceutical industry for applications such as cryogenic, bioprocessing, cleaning, and sterilization. These seals are used in pharmaceutical industry in agitators and hydraulic cylinders. The reason for the growth of the O-rings segment is its cost-effectiveness and wide range of applications.

The pharmaceutical processing seals market in APAC is projected to register the highest CAGR between 2020 and 2026. The region is emerging as the fastest-growing market for pharmaceutical processing seals due to the growth of the healthcare sector in the region. In addition, the huge capital investment in capacity expansions, R&D, and new product developments across the pharmaceutical industry is boosting the demand for pharmaceutical manufacturing equipment, which will subsequently drive the pharmaceutical processing seals market in the region. The growth of the pharmaceutical industry is attributed to the shifting focus of pharmaceutical manufacturers toward the region owing to favorable regulatory conditions, developing healthcare industry, increasing population, and incidences of chronic diseases. Owing to the increased demand from the APAC market, Saint-Gobain S.A., Morgan Advanced Materials PLC and Garlock have expanded their sealing solution business in the region. These expansions are expected to help the company cater to the growing pharmaceutical processing seals market in the region.

The companies are constantly exploring opportunities for expansion in the APAC region due to favorable trade initiatives proposed by the governments of the countries in the region for the expansion of pharmaceutical industry. These initiatives will open new opportunities for pharmaceutical processing seals manufacturers in the region.

[greatnessordeath]

villain Deku x !femreader

PART 2

3.3 k words Part 1 if you missed it or read on ao3 Happy Halloween everyone!

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You can’t put into words how pissed you are. It sucks. SO FUCKING HARD. 

Urgh, why’s he always five steps ahead of you? 

Is he so outragingly smart or are you just predictably dumb? It’s maddening. You can’t stop thinking about what happened. Burning hot anger eats at your gut, gnaws at your insides and makes you grind your teeth too harshly. There's no way you could've foreseen that he’d be immune to the suppressor. Or that he would actually … dare to kiss you.

Your lips tingle at the thought. Wait - they what? TINGLE? Sorry, but no. They at the very most feel alien after Deku had the audacity to claim them. Additional disgust creeps up your throat at the thought of his spit inside of you. You try to shake it off and stay focused. The special unit must arrive soon. Despite your effort, the following minutes passed in a haze: rejoining with the special unit, exchanging infos, reporting and post-processing what happened. The helicopter unit kept searching but all they transmitted via radio was 'negative'. They didn’t find anything. Not a single hint. He was gone like the last bit of hope.

You’ve been dead on your feet for almost 24 hours by now and the adrenaline that kept you going starts to fade. At this point, you feel only bitter disappointment.

Already brooding how to nab him the next time you stare out of the tinted window of a special rescue van. The others on the scene practically shoved you in there to treat your injuries. Chewing your bottom lip, you don’t want to talk at all. You just can’t stand the presence of other humans right now. Their pitying looks make you sick. 

It was only topped by a compassionate shoulder squeeze from a young paramedic. “Don’t,” you growl and do your best to stare them down. Taken aback, they carry on to regenerate your wrists mumbling an apology. You condone it silently. Urgh, you don't want to be rude, but it's already stressful not to scream at them to mind their own business.

Prickling warmth spreads in your arms due to the accelerated metabolism. Your cells reunite and multiply in a blazingly fast tempo. The bones come together with a snap and the swelling sets back in seconds. You say your biddings to the distressed-looking paramedic to get out of there asap. They keep on telling you what movements to avoid et cetera, but as soon as they’re finished with the bandage, you storm out into the chilly night, without another word.

Breathing in the crisp air helps you ground. You take out your notepad to scribble down anything that might get lost in oblivion. Your wrists still hurt, but it could be worse.

The blank page stares back at you mockingly. Where should you start? Your brain feels like it was smoothly mixed in a high-speed blender. Your hands shake and fail to write out any words. Breathe.  Concentrate. Go back in time. Remember him. How he moved. What he said. How he looked and smelled and tasted.

Sweet.

Snap! You break the pencil you're holding in half. White knuckles under your bandaged fists let hot pain mount in your throat. “Hey, you okay?”, someone asks with a voice, heavy with concern. You give the person quick side eyes, to see if you could fob them off. Well, no - it was Naomasa Tsukauchi, Chief of Operations. The tall man with short dark hair had the friendly eyes of an elementary school teacher. They contrasted with the - you assume - unintended five o’clock shadow around his jaw. “Yes,” you breathe through gritted teeth. “I'm glad to hea—”

“Oh, please spare me. He got away.” You admitted salty.

“I know…” Your hands clench to fists again as you try to swallow your agitation, not aware that Tsukauchi tried to make eye contact.

“Uhhh listen, I think you should take a few days off after tonight.” He smiled benevolently.

The meaning of the sentence hits you like a truck. “What? No! WHAT? You — you can’t be serious.” You stutter unbelieving.

“Listen, —” “No! What about Deku? l—” "Listen, I already have a substitute.” You must be caught in a very bad nightmare. Desperately trying to take a grasp on reality, you blurt out “Who?” An awfully sinister feeling spreads across your body and your eyes narrow to slits. “It’s not Monoma, isn’t it?” … He tried to keep his expression treacherously neutral while yours screwed up. “God, nooooo. No, no, no. Not him!”

You can see him getting tired of your respectless behavior, because his brows knit like a range of mountains. “Silence now! He will do it, no matter how much you brag. It’s a done deal.” “You can’t do that to me! He’s such a di—” “Decisive and capable colleague. I’m sure that’s what you wanted to say, right?” His dark eyes were dangerously hard as he tried to stare you down. “Nevermind, I’m just gonna kill him myself. Just let me—” “L/N! You're going too far! This isn't fun anymore!” “It wasn't meant to be funny. I’m dead serious. I am the only one who can keep up with this green haired maniac and you know it!” “Exactly! That's why I don't want you to get carried away!” He huffed and crossed his massive arms. “You need a break.” “But we’ll lose him! We can take a break when he’s finally arrested!” “No arguing anymore. You’re already way too invested in this!” “But—” “No more buts,” he barked, slowly losing his temper, which never ever happened before. He massaged his temples and took an audible breath. “You’re human. You’re supposed to have a life. I don’t know! Sleep in, visit your family or go watch a movie with friends! You get three days off! That’s an order!” “NO, you cannot—” “Since I am your Boss, YES I CAN!” You opened your mouth to insist, but he cuts in before you can say anything. “Four days!" “Please, just let me—” “FIVE DAYS! And I’m begging you to shut up! You're making it worse.” You want to explode and blow the whole world up like Dynamight. But there was no space for negotiation without earning yourself more consequences. “You finally finished?” He snapped furiously and ran fingers through his hair. “Thank God.” It took you all what was left to bite your tongue. Your crimson face burns due to this despotism. “Fine. After that, you can come back and continue sleeping in the office. I don’t care! You hear me? But for 120 hours I don’t want to witness a single peep coming from you. No calls, no e-mails, no snooping around in the office, no contact at all to coworkers. I will know. Look at me!” You stoically lift your gaze to his agitated face. You never witnessed him act so out of frame. “Are we clear?” “Yes, Sir,” you pressed between pursed lips. “Good. I will see you again on Monday.” 

And he was gone. You want to scream until your lungs give out.

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Getting forced days off was the worst. The absolute WORST.  It was even worse than nearly arresting Deku. You don’t want to stop. It felt like watching him run further away from you, just in time when you were close enough to stretch out a hand and finally touch him. It was like the desperate attempt to catch smoke with bare hands. In a way, you’re now absolutely empty. Useless. Deprived by the only thing that gave your life meaning, the one thing you were really good at. Your stomach twists and you want to throw up. Except there’s nothing to emit but fire and brimstone.

You are absolutely exhausted, by all means. Yet you’re burning with determination. 

Nothing could change that. Ye, a setback sucked. But it was not in the slightest a reasonable excuse for giving up. You simply gotta work harder, sink your teeth deeper and never ever let go. You must become like his shadow. Inseparable. No matter how intricate it might be to dig deeper and chase down the tiniest evidence, somehow, you will manage to find him. You always did and you always will. But for today, he slipped you. Not only that, but in a way that was... personal.

He made it personal by crossing a line. 

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If you’re about to be at home for five days, you need to buy some food. So you speed run the groceries and finally find yourself in front of the fruits. You want to grab some apples, but some rando bumps into you so you drop the packaging and they spill on the floor. 

“Fuck!” you swear. In the corner of your eye you see a hooded figure hurrying away. “Yeah, better get away before I forget myself.” You vent in a low tone to yourself and huff because everybody was an asshole these days. The apples for sure will have pressure marks, but you don’t care anymore. You throw them into your shopper basket and breathe in the smell of juicy granny smiths. Wait. What is that feeling? No, not a feeling but a …scent? Your eyes cling to the apples. You bend down to sniff them again out of sheer instinct. You can’t quite put a finger on it, but something definitely feels off.

Familiarity. That's what you sense.  But regarding your lifestyle in the office where you practically live from take out and instant noodles, you haven’t eaten fresh apples for an eternity. Where’s the sense in that? Maybe you did hit your head too hard and Tsukauchi was right. Nahhh, you’re fine. At least that’s what you tell yourself, because the uneasy feeling scratches the back of your brain all the way home. 

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Steaming hot water runs down your hematoma strewn curves. You can’t remember what the paramedic said about showering with the bandages, but you couldn’t care less. You need to wash away the feeling of Deku’s hands on your skin. The memory of the kiss haunts you whenever you close your eyes. The feeling on your split lip is too present, still too fresh in your mind. No matter how much you try to scrub it off, the feel of him sucking and biting your lip won’t go away. Neither won’t the unholy sensation of how he pulled you close against his body and how you rubbed against him.   It wasn’t like you felt dirty or used. No, you felt betrayed. You’re angry that he’d mustered the audacity to claim you without permission. …

Your pussy clenched at the thought of consensually being claimed by Izuku Midoriya. Fuck, fuck, fuck. You brace yourself against the tiles with both hands and let water run down your neck. This must be it. You finally arrived at rock bottom.

… Nonsense. Hasn't there always been a hint of tension? If you look back real honest, yes. The door existed, deep down, where the light never shines, but you didn’t even dare to look at it, let alone open it. You sure as hell tried to push it to the back of your mind, but it's obviously kinda hard when he moans in your mouth like it was all he ever wanted.

So, should you feel ashamed for admitting you’re horny? Well, purely being horny or being horny because of the most wanted criminal throughout Honshu was clearly not the same. Fuck. You rub your skin dry too forcefully and brush your teeth unnecessarily violently. 

As you lay down in bed, you’re shredded. You’re incredibly tired, but toss and turn restlessly as if you just downed a gallon of coffee. Deku was all you could think of. Day and night. This can’t be healthy. And you definitely won’t let yourself thirst over him. It will give him some kind of power over you. You’ve no idea how, but you’re sure he would know. Somehow he always knows things he can’t… After another fruitless thirty minutes have passed, you pull open a drawer of your nightstand and down a valerian pill. Hopefully this helps, you think and roll around again. Eventually, you fall into an uneasy doze.

You’re running breathless through the dark streets of Naruhata, a blurred silhouette upon your heels. You take sharp turns but there’s nowhere to hide in the deserted streets. Everything looks gray and abandoned. The buildings appear bigger than usual and make you feel extra small. Hastily, you dash around the next corner just to find a dead end ahead of you. “Y/N… “ The thing cries out. It has Dekus voice. You’re winded and look back just to see the wrath in the bloody creature's eyes. If you were to describe it, you’d say it looks similar to Venom from the Marvel comics. But instead of black, its body is clad in forest green. The long curly tongue is covered in saliva and lashes out to grab you. You can’t dodge and in another second you’re dragged towards the scary emerald creature. No, no, no!You kick around and rip your nails to the ground, but there’s no get away. Instinctively, you squint your eyes shut as you bear down to its foaming mouth, but when you abruptly fall oh so soft, you tear them open in surprise. You’re suddenly in a king size bed surrounded by a transparent curtain. You can vaguely make out red rose petals that lay scattered on the floor. The small room is dimly lit by a bunch of white candles in every corner. You look down your own body to find yourself in a scandalous revealing, silky negligee. The lacy hem shrouds only just your crotch and exposes your legs. You cover yourself with bare arms, but his terrifying smooth voice echoes again.“Will you be a good girl for me now?”You turn around to see a familiar silhouette behind the curtain.You want to scream, but no tone leaves your lips. You grab your sore throat, but you’re muted, doomed to implied engagement. The way he chuckles so charming confirms your darkest fear. It’s definitely Deku. He starts to unbutton his white shirt while watching you squirm with a confident smirk. “Oh, we’re gonna have so much fun together.” You’re feeling nauseous as you watch the daring relief of his trained chest when he pulls out of the shirt. “I will make you cum so hard, babe.” You’re shaking your head exceedingly, voice still cracked and soundless. He undoes his belt, as you desperately begin to crouch backwards. Just away from him! “Where are you going, sweetheart? You can’t escape me.”His shoulders dance up and down while he laughs at your pathetic endeavor.

"It’s sweet how you’re playing hard to get. I can work with that."

No matter how hard you try, the distance you so desperately tried to extend, won’t grow by a bloody inch. Dammit, how big is this fucking mattress, you think to yourself whilst picking up more and more tempo sliding backwards.

“I can be anything you need me to be.” His voice is so endearing like a siren's call that resonates with your deepest physical longing.  Noooo, wrong, mistake, incorrect, awry, false - every cell in your body rebels against his intoxicating affinity.

You hold your breath as he unzips his pants and your heart thrums deafeningly loud. 

You want to avert your gaze, but it's like your eyes are magically glued to his crotch. The v line and the trail of dark hair leads your eyes downwards to his open fly. You bite your lip as traitorous heat pools in your core. Goosebumps erupt on your skin as you watch him slowly strip off his pants.

He's got the juiciest thighs, but it's the contents of Pandora's boxers that peak your interest. He pushes the veil aside and his appeal blooms in full sharpness. “I bet you can’t wait to choke on my cock, bunny.”Your cheeks burn like fire. The mattress dips from his weight, as he crawls towards you, catching your shifty eyes. The leafy green of his iris has a frightening undertone of reptile yellow. 

In the spur of the moment, you shut your eyes defensively - the only way to escape him. At least you thought so, but the scene continues in your mind's eye. He’s right in front of you at an arm’s length, growling like a predator eye to eye with his prey. “Come here!!!”You scream and shield yourself with your hands!

BANG!

You drop out of bed. Panting like crazy, you lie on the floor of your own apartment. You look around frightened and realize that it was just a nightmare. You’re in your usual big size T-Shirt which is soaked in sweat. Rubbing your eyes, you pick yourself up from the floor and storm towards the window. You rip it open to breathe fresh air and calm your heated mood. That shit was intense. The image of Deku charging at you with a gaping mouth and wide eyes is a view that will haunt you for ages. And…  so much for not letting yourself thirst over Deku. Tch… thanks subconscious! You must calm down. You needed to support your aching head and plucked up a hand. It took you several minutes to get a grip on yourself. The green haired lunatic spooked through your thoughts for far too long. Maybe you should make an appointment with your therapist. You fetch yourself a cigarette with trembling hands and greedily inhale the hellish stuff. You need another one to perceive a soothing effect at all. You watch the indigo night sky draped with heavy gray clouds. They swallow the orange light of the street lamps below and a few pigeons cut through the night. You need to wash the sweat from your face and shuffle towards the bathroom. You don’t even turn on the light, because you know the apartment by heart. Finished with your needs and changed into a new shirt, you close the window and snuggle up under the blanket once more. Your lids are heavy and the warmth of the bed is beyond cozy. You’re about to drift off, as you hear the floor creak. In the blink of an eye, you grab the 45 and switch on the nightlight. There’s nothing extraordinary, except a faint noise coming from the kitchen. You’re living alone, what the… ? You swallow and get out of bed without a creak, holding the gun with both hands. You tiptoe along the hallway towards the kitchen. You stand around the corner of the room, pressed against the wall for cover and perk up your ears. It sounds like … chewing? You take a last deep breath and step up to the intruder. When your eyes catch sight of the unmistakable green thatch, the blood freezes in your veins. Deku stands in the middle of your kitchen and bites into a granny smith with relish, so that the juice runs down his chin. “How do you know these are my favorites?” He asks with a wink and an innocent smile like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth.

[wolfspider4ever]

Agitation 3.3

[stygianflood]

Disjointed (Ethan x F!MC)

Summary- MC’s reaction after OH 3.3, as Ethan keeps dwelling on his time with Harper. Feat. Sienna Trinh.

Trope- Jealousy

Genre, rating, words- Angst, teen, 1.3k

Clearly, we’re on the same wavelength. I can’t say how refreshing it is to have that with a teammate.

Those were the exact words of Dr. Emery, or Harper, as Aparna calls her now. She is glad they are getting along after that first day of fuzzy communication. And to Aparna, those words felt loaded with more than a medical reference. After all, the last few weeks have been enlightening, to say the least.

You aren’t sure whether you can trust Dr. Emery. I figured you didn’t want them to know about how you feel like they’re freezing you out.

Andrew, their last patient, the one with the Powassan virus startled them with an astounding symptom before Aparna joined the dots. He read people’s minds, or as he explained it, smelt it on them. While she was completely flabbergasted by his words, it took her a week and a few more team meetings to conclude that while he smelt her fears correctly in some ways, it did not really come down to that. 

In fact it did not come down to Harper at all, but to Ethan alone.

‘Apu, are you awake?’ Aparna extricates herself from her headphones just as Sienna flops on her bed.

‘I didn’t know you’d already left.’ She gauges her expression before continuing. ‘Ethan was also looking for you.’

Whether it is by Aparna’s sudden interest in folding her laundry, or her non-committal nod, Sienna always recognised her stubbornness better than anyone.

‘So it’s still the same?’

‘Yep.’

‘You know he doesn’t mean it. Why don’t you talk to him about it?’ 

Aparna stares at her best friend, the betrayal almost stinging.

‘You of all people know I would never do that, Si.’ But she is not sure what has stopped her from voicing her concerns to Ethan.

Unless it is pride.

She knows she has copious amounts of that. Even more than him, if she is being honest. Inadvertently,  she has always shed it for him. For more than a year, it was a fleeting tarantella with Ethan taking the lead, and she letting him. She does not regret it. She does not regret anything about Ethan Ramsey. But she is exhausted from always taking the first step.

‘You know Ethan would always prioritise your feelings, right?’ Sienna breaks into her thoughts. ‘Even when he is a little… obtuse? 

‘You can call him tactless, Si,’ Aparna smiles, almost fondly, and hates herself for it. ‘Did you eat anything?’

‘I will. Just wanted to check on you.’ 

‘Go and have dinner. Now. And if the others ask for me… Just tell them something. Anything.’

Her mobile screen lights up a couple of times, holding up the steady thump of her favourite lyrics. It is probably the first time that she does not check her phone even after learning Ethan has been looking for her. She is afraid she might not hold on to the façade of indifference she has been flaunting for a while now.

Suddenly it dawns on her that she might be more hurt than she is letting on. More hurt and bewildered than conceited, she realises. And it is different from floundering in regret. For she knows Sienna is right, Ethan would never let that happen. A very poor comparison would be growing up to the realisation that your favourite fairy tales glossed over significant details when you were young.

That strain of flu. I think you caught it the day after Rosalie’s wedding, if I’m not mistaken. 

The idea of Ethan Ramsey, brooding physician doing neat scotches and still spurting his customary wit, getting sloshed at a wedding sounds almost unbelievable. But then she is yet to wrap her head around the notion of a carefree young Ethan Ramsey.

Aparna feels freezed out. As a doctor, and as a friend. Much to her smugness, the first she has bested by solving the first two cases practically by herself. As for the second, she suddenly finds herself in uncharted waters. 

Then there is this intriguing character called Gaston, and Ethan and Harper’s animated discussion on their rather memorable dates to his restaurant. And while she hoped they would focus on the patient, all she could think of was the pompous buffoon from Beauty and the Beast.

After ruminating over a familiar grey cable knit sweater, and then shoving it to a corner of the bed, she actually gets to her laundry.

Aparna has always liked to think she is one of the few people Ethan Ramsey confided in. It is probably childish. But she likes to believe he did not trust her with Naveen’s illness simply because he caught her stalking him. Something in his eyes, and the rare vulnerability he betrayed, lured her in his conspiracy.

In her mind, Naveen’s secret was the prologue to what Ethan disapprovingly called clandestine, and she lauded as the esoteric and the enigmatic.

Fortuities brought her to Ethan Ramsey, and she loves him with every pulsating cell in her body. But between the innocuous brushing of their hands and the times they ruined and revered each other, she fought him, and sometimes herself, to get where they are now. And though she does not quite comprehend it, she believes that is what Sienna means by soulmates. But most importantly, she hoped she knew him. 

She loves this new, cheerful Ethan. But it comes at the cost of her fumbling with every little knowledge she had of him. And for the first time she feels, as he would say, young and foolish. 

She does not resent him for having a life before her. It is the fact that she did not learn any of this from Ethan himself, but from his constant reminiscing with Harper, that irks her. The idea of Ethan at flamenco lessons is ludicrous. But she would have loved to devour that bit as well, just as endearingly as his story with the stuffed teddy bear. 

She did not ask Harper about her history with Ethan. But she is intelligent enough to understand why Harper wanted to speak in Ethan’s absence in the first place. She only wishes it came from Ethan himself.

Just as she is about to turn in for the night, Cohen is silenced by the mobile screen lighting up one last time. Aparna discards her thoughts for a few calming breaths as she considers taking the call.

‘I have been calling you.’ He sounds agitated, and a little lost, she notices. ‘I thought you were at Derry’s. Did you leave already?’ 

‘Yes.’ She remembers her last Pictagram post from the café. ‘Did you need me for something?’

‘I… thought you’d come home with me.’

‘I had some stuff to do. Laundry… And stuff. ’

A heartbeat, or several later: ‘Apu, is everything alright?’ She hates that Sienna was right. But she also finds she is not very forgiving tonight. 

‘Of course. Why shouldn’t it be?’

‘Do you want me to come over?’ His breathing is not very smooth, but she finds hers slowly falling in sync.

‘I’ll see you in six hours, Ethan. Besides, I’m too tired.’

It was not anger. But it subsides just a little.

She doesn’t know if Ethan calls back to check on her like he generally does. The airplane mode exists for a reason. Falling asleep to uninterrupted Leonard Cohen is a strong one.

Though she claimed tiredness to avert the talk she believed would get them nowhere, she suddenly finds herself overtaken by sleep. 

Besides he can call Sienna if he wants.

Voices and distant patter of feet die down as her friends retire to their own rooms. She vaguely remembers drifting into an uneasy sleep between shuffling of sheets and soundless opening and closing of doors somewhere in her neighbourhood. 

Very late at night she thinks she is under the duvet, instead of being sprawled on it. Between the steady rhythm of warm breath on her neck and the calloused hand on her torso, she could be having a dream.

She tenses for a second, but does not not stir. She hopes it is more than the fatigue playing with her mind.

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I suppose I’m trying to ease into Book 3, which if you ask me hasn't been easy so far 🙄 Thank you for reading this. I might consider an Ethan PoV Part 2 if the muses are pleased.

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