#Body electronics

[arjunvib]

Vehicle Body and Gateway Solutions | Body electronics

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[possible-streetwear]

Grausame Töchter

[feroluce]

“-and that's why I ain't allowed in Pier Point no more!” Boothill throws his head back and cackles, somehow completely comfortable on the bare floor of the archives. He's the very picture of ease, his arms behind his head, his legs bent and crossed.

Dan Heng barely looks up from his notebook, not much surprises him anymore after the first few tales of lawless exploits. “So they really have that many laws and restrictions there.” 

“And prob’ly a few more now that I've been through there! Heck, ya think they named any after me? I'm hopin’ so.” There's so much smug cockiness seeping through his voice Dan Heng could bottle it.

Silence settles in, stretches out. Dan Heng doodles pensive circles in the corner of his page.

He shouldn't ask. It's a private matter. It's none of his business. He of all people should know-

Something pokes his shoe, and when he looks up, Boothill has stretched one arm up to tap metallic fingertips against his foot. “Ain't like ya to hesitate.” With his head tipped back on the tiles and gazing at him upside down, Boothill's hair is out of his face and spooling out all over the floor, offering a rare view of his right side. His right eye is sealed over with a pitch-black patch, stark against his skin. Dan Heng wonders what he looks like behind it. “C'mon, then, out with it. Spill the beans, brother, just say it.”

“What does ‘Boothill’ mean?”

The man blinks at him, the crosshair in his cybernetic left eye flickering. Dan Heng shifts, smooths out his long coat. “I tried to look it up once. It's not in any database as a name...other than your wanted posters.” There's a thread beginning to fray near the hem, he should sew it up. “I couldn't find it anywhere.” 

He nearly takes it back, but- “Heh, ya that curious about me, darlin’?”

Dan Heng quickly levels his face into the most impassive, nonplussed expression he can muster, but Boothill has already turned away, head pillowed on his arms and face once again turned to the ceiling.

“But nah, ya wouldn't. Hah, like they'd allow any record of the language, fudgeheads.” One arm sweeps around blindly until it finds the edge of Boothill's hat, sets it back where it belongs on his head. Dan Heng shuffles around, scoots a little closer, but the brim is pulled too low to see his eyes anymore.

“It's ‘cause it's not a name. It's a noun.” All that's visible of his face is a sharp grin, pulled too tight at the edges.

“It's my people's word for a grave.”

Dan Heng's pencil stops.

“It's the kinda grave fer someone who died with their boots on. If ya catch my drift there.” Boothill's foot starts to bounce. “There was a war, and it got reeeeeal intense, yup. Folks started droppin’ like flies, ‘n’ there was bodies faster'n what we could bury ‘em.” A cooling fan kicks on somewhere. Dan Heng is pretty sure it's not any of the Express equipment.

“We lost some real good people there, real good. Mighty shame.” His hidden Vidyadhara ears detect a quiet metallic click, a whir, pressurized gas. Boothill's next words waft steam from his angry circuits into the air. “When I left, I decided to leave my name there, too. Didn't feel right otherwise. The life I lead now is a whole ‘nother existence.” And then Boothill turns his head, raises his hat, and Dan Heng suddenly feels pinned dead center, caught in that crosshair.

“Ya know what I mean, don'tcha?”

Dan Heng swallows.

Does Boothill know? Who he is and who came before him? There had been that moment in the Penacony Grand Theater, after he activated the Jade Abacus… Dan Heng had tried to shoo him out, keep him from seeing anything, but Boothill has the astounding ability to turn up exactly wherever people are trying to keep him away from.

If he did see, does he actually understand it? Does he know what a High Elder is? Does he know about the sedition of Imbibitor Lunae, the transmutation arcanum, everything Dan Feng had done and Dan Heng was punished for?

He doesn't want to explain it all. Not now. Possibly not ever, truth be told.

And it's not the same as Boothill leaving behind his old identity when whatever event happened that caused him to leave home. Not really. But…

But so far, Boothill has slid so easily into Dan Heng’s routine. His presence never feels like an intrusion. He's already figured out what he can push and when to back down. And even Dan Heng finds himself able to roll with whatever punches Boothill throws with baffling ease. They share too much in their methods and ideologies, and sometimes Dan Heng knows what Boothill will do seemingly before even Boothill himself knows.

“...Tell me about Talia and the Nailscrap Town.” Boothill must know he's avoiding the topic. He must. But the man just throws his head back and cackles, melting easily back into what they had been doing before, as he speaks fondly of a planet that Dan Heng has never visited.

Not today. But.

Dan Heng inches just a little closer, just enough to nudge his foot against a metal leg. Boothill doesn't pull away.

Maybe someday.

[rapidhighway]

dsffsfdgaf ok here's this. it was all just one giant excuse to draw a really pissed off metal

[yellowmanula]

[haveyouheardthisband]

[zegalba]

Aphex Twin: Windowlicker (1999)

[sims2functionalfinds]

TS4_TS2 Basement Treasures Kit

[postpunkindustrial]

The Body & Dis Fig - Orchards of a Futile Heaven

[depersonalizedtechno]

Crazy Rave Girl

[arjunvib]

SOFTWARE DEVELOPMENT & INTEGRATION PARTNER FOR BODY, GATEWAY & HIGH-PERFORMANCE COMPUTE PLATFORMS

KPIT provides comprehensive solutions for Vehicle Body & Gateway from concept development to maintenance for current & next generation programs

AUTOSAR Stack Integration

High Performance Compute – HPC & Zonal Architecture

Multicore Architecture

Future Technologies

Application Migration and Integration

Functional Safety

Cyber Security

Virtual Validation

Body electronics - Offerings

 SDV Programs​

Body System Engineering Services​

Application Development & Integration Services

Body Features Validation Service

High-Performance Compute (HPC) Application

Zonal ECUs​​

System Architecture Definition (SoA + signal based) and Specification development

EE architecture and System model using PREEVision, MagicDraw, Rhapsody, EA

ISO 26262 based Functional Safety analysis (HARA, DFMEA)

Cyber security TARA analysis

System Architecture Definition (SoA + signal based)

Application Migration strategy definition for Classic/Adaptive SWCs

Application and Feature development in MBD/CBD

End-to-end Body feature software integration

Multidomain Feature Integration in HPC and Zonal ECUs

Model based Testing (MIL, SIL)

Plant model development for Body features

Body Virtual Validation Platform development

HIL testing of different Body features & Test Automation using dSPACE, Vector & KPIT Solutions (Technica)

Vehicle Testing and Calibration

Single Function ECU​​

Architecture re-design of legacy system based on new SDV systems

Migration of legacy system requirement to Model based system engineering

Application and Feature development in MBD/CBD

Body software Model based Testing (MIL, SIL and PIL)

Body Virtual validation platform development with standalone ECUs

[2001hz]

Björk: Cocoon (2002) Art Director: Eiko Ishioka

[possible-streetwear]

Grausame Töchter

[bogkeep]

i am happy with who i am but i am also deeply envious of my eight year old younger brother, who's always had a skill and interest in a thing that's very easy to make a career out of, so he just went straight into the specialized schools straight into a job... and i've kept flopping around like a fish on land with no idea what i'm going to do this whole time. maybe i'm just bitter that i HAVE a skill i'm passionate about and really good at, but there's basically no infrastructure for turning it into a decent, stable job. sighs

[disease]

WHAT IS REAL CABARET VOLTAIRE [BODY AND SOUL, 1991]

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