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Finding the Time to Study Fic 2 [Day 39]

Here is my starting post for today’s study break stories session. See this post for more details and feel free to send me asks to keep me going! It’s been a lot of fun so far! I will reblog this post with the story as I write them today. I’ll be constantly looking for ideas of times and places for Janus to have missions, so feel free to send in any you can think of at any point!

If you are a new follower or just don’t want all of these posts clogging your dash, please feel free to block the tag “study break stories” as all posts and voting about it will go there. You can still see the finished product of the story even if you are blocking that tag as I will not tag the edited chapters with “study break stories” but with the tag “folds in paper.” See edited chapters below. None edited chapters are under the cut.

My Masterpost Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15

I also have a playlist on youtube (because Spotify didn’t have one of the songs I wanted). It’s short, and not really for serious listening, but I had fun with it.

Alright. Time to get a bit of studying done.

Arc II What We Do to Each Other

Chapter 16:

As it would turn out, Janus and Virgil did not get in trouble for hooking up the old phone to Virgil’s integrator, mostly because it wasn’t really a mistake on their part. The phone cleared all virus checks that the tech people both from the university and the TPI ran on it. The phone should have been clean and should not have caused an issue.

In fact, they were still trying to pin down the code on the general university server. They could tell that something was mucking about on the system but what or how was a mystery. This also meant that there was no telling what information had been compromised and considering how many things Silver Mountain had its hands in, that was… a bit worrying.

Another worrying thing was there was suddenly more activity of late at the TPI. There were more time distortions popping up every day. Usually they would be few and far in between. There had been 3 total recorded the year before, but over 12 in the last week. Some of them were fake like the one Janus had investigated, but some of them were real. It painted a distressing picture and also was a drain on their resources. Khalid was actually looking to advertise positions to hire new recruits which was something she rarely did as she liked to keep appointments to the TPI in house.

They’d even loosed the number of field agents needed for each mission and Janus and Remus had been splitting up just to get everything done. Today, he and Remus had thankfully only two missions scheduled for the day.

“Are we going together or separate today?” Janus asked Remus.

“Think they’ll burn me at the stake for being a witch if I go alone to either of them?” Remus asked.

“I don’t know. Probably. I think we’re getting a bit late into the 1700s for that in Cuba, but I have no idea about Mesopotamia.”

“Let’s just go together. I did not like almost drowning yesterday because I was the only stranger in town when the weather was going wonky.”

“Surely it isn’t because you opened your mouth. Ever.” Janus said dryly.

“How was I supposed to know he was the local clergyman’s son?”

Janus rolled his eyes. “On second thought,” he said, pushing a button on his desk to choose Cuba as he next mission, and standing up. “I don’t want you coming with me.” Yet, he did not protest when Remus also signed up for the Cuba mission and he waited for him by the office door before going to talk to Rhi.

Rhi was a bit frazzled when which meant quite a bit as she was usually incredibly put together. Remus didn’t even seem inclined to tease her today.

“Okay,” she said once they’d closed the door behind them. She flipped through some documents on her desk. “Picani and Clockson. Camaguey Cuba 1755. Do you know Cuba?”

“Uh,” Janus said. “Yeah?”

“Like you’re reading the things, right? I don’t have to babysit you, right? You got it? The Seven Year War was happening, but it won’t affect you much as it hasn’t really hit Cuba. It’s the middle of the Camaguey Carnival. Everyone will be everywhere and there will be chaos so as long as you don’t really fuck up you should be fine. Um…apparent races.” She looked up at them and studied them each for a moment as thought looking at them for the first time despite having known them for years. “It’ll work. Go to costuming.”

“Shouldn’t we…” Janus said, “sign things?”

“…Yep,” she said, fiddling with her desktop and then sending documents over to their side to sign.

Janus and Remus both did before sending them back.

“Great. Good.” She stood and grabbed some things from behind her. “You can go.” She sat back down as they took their things and Janus noticed a message pop up on her desk. She looked up at Remus looking exhausted. “What?” she asked.

“Just open it,” Remus said.

Rhi tapped it and a photo opened.

“I got her a new mouse toy!” Remus said happily as Rhi looked at the picture of Diesel Fuel attacking a cloth mouse.

“That is… appreciated Agent Clockson,” Rhi said. “Now get out.”

They did, leaving to get their costumes on and checked. Costuming was just as busy and frazzled as Rhi had been and they actually had to wait for decon because there’d been a mix up with the agents leaving before them. They landed in Cuba without issue. Janus could already hear the festival in full swing outside the small building they’d were in. Remy was standing there with a very not time appropriate mug of coffee.

“Sue me,” Remy said when Janus raised an eyebrow at it. “Please just… get in and out without causing trouble. Seriously. I don’t want to have to deal with that on top of everything else.”

“We’ll do our best,” Janus assured.

Remy pulled his sunglasses down to look at him. He looked exhausted. “God please do more than your best.”

Janus nodded tightly. “We’ll be in and out,” he said, already glancing at his timepiece. It had been disguised as a golden bracelet which made it a bit harder to actually use, but wrist watches wouldn’t be invented for more than a century, so they’d have to make do. “The time distortion, if that’s what it is, should be in the middle of town. Let’s go.”

He and Remus exited the building onto the packed city street.

Janus was immediately bombarded with all types of sights, sounds, and smells. There were many colorful articles of clothing and costumes as people went every which way along the street talking to other members of their community, playing instruments, and dancing. There was the sound of people speaking Spanish, still mostly almost pure Castilian Spanish with perhaps a bit of influence from Taino as the Haitian revolution had yet to push the Creole language over to Cuba. People must have been hard at work cooking different dishes for the carnival as many different spices wafted through the air. It was sticky hot considering it was the middle of June in the tropics and Janus was immediately sweating despite the temperature appropriate clothing he’d been outfitted with.

He glanced around their immediate area, just scoping out the crowds. His eyes were immediately drawn to one person near them.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” he said out loud when he saw Pat. Remus looked in the direction Janus was.

Even if Janus didn’t recognize him the moment he laid eyes on him, he probably still would have ended up staring as he was the only person in the area who clearly did not know how to do the dance he was attempting.

Remus snorted and Janus shook his head in secondhand embarrassment. “Well, would you look whose boyfriend’s here,” he said to Janus. Make that firsthand embarrassment. “Has anyone told him the Mambo wasn’t invented until the 1900s and also that’s not how you do it?”

Chapter 17

Pat stopped dancing the moment he saw Janus approaching him, but he still bobbed cheerfully ( and unrhythmically) to the music. “Hi Janus,” he said pleasantly.

“You just have to rub it in, huh?”

There was a flash of confusion across his face, but then he smiled. “Well, I know where in our relationship you are. How was France?”

“You’re a bastard.”

“You stole the phone,” he laughed.

“You stole the bomb,�� Janus countered, “and you wanted me to steal the phone. You booby trapped it.”

“No,” Pat correct, putting a finger up. “We have security on my phone because in high school I once forgot it in the school locker room and long story short, the three of us ended up in a lake. So, then Lo made sure I always had some sort of tracker on it. When I started time traveling, he updated it and when I met you we updated it again in case there was ever an opportunity like that. Lo calls it using our weaknesses to our advantage.”

“He’s a bastard too,” Janus growled.

Pat just laughed.

“Is someone talking about me?” Remus asked, stepping over to them. Janus rolled his eyes.

“Oh,” Pat said, blinking at Janus’s partner for a moment. “Remus.” He hesitated slightly. “How are you doing?”

“Me?” Remus asked. “Uh, I’m doing good. A little stressed out with work, but fine.”

“Good,” Pat said with just a little too much heartfulness to it.

“What?” Janus asked, eyes narrowed at Pat. “What is that?”

“What is what?” Pat asked. He met Janus’s eyes briefly and it made panic surge up Janus’s spine because the look Pat was sending him wasn’t one that said he was playing dumb. It was a warning.

Oh, Janus did not like this. That look told Janus Pat had some foreknowledge that he absolutely could not tell Janus about without messing up the timeline spectacularly. This was why this mess the two of them were mixed up in was so bad, but it seemed Janus did not have much of a choice when it came to Pat.

Despite how bad of an idea he knew it was, he still wanted to push, because whatever Pat was hiding could be very, very bad and it had to do with Remus. There were so many reasons Pat could be acting like that around Remus, but the worst ones were definitely the ones on his mind. Death, injury, illness. They were all possible especially in their line of work and especially with how time was being screwed with right now. And Pat knew. He knew exactly what the answer was, and oh did Janus want to push.

Experience knowing what worse things could come out of having foreknowledge made Janus bite his tongue.

“So, what are you two doing here,” Pat asked, and Janus unhappily let him change the subject.

“Oh, like you don’t know,” Janus replied.

“I don’t know,” Pat said innocently.

“There’s another time distortion,” Janus said, “and while you didn’t know what it was the last time I saw you, I’m pretty sure you do now.”

“Oh, I didn’t know there was a time distortion here. I can help you if you like,” he offered sweetly.

“Oh, yeah, sure. Then why are you here?”

“I wanted to see if I could find the Flying Dutchman,” Pat told him.

“And so you went to Camaguey?”

“Uh huh.”

“One of the farthest places from the ocean in Cuba?”

“Is it?”

“I don’t trust you.”

Pat just shrugged. “Well, if you don’t want my help finding the time distortion, I’ll just be on my way then.”

“Wait,” he said when Pat went to turn away. Pat paused. Janus turned to Remus. “Remus, do you think he’s bullshitting me so I let him wander off and do whatever the hell he’s doing, or do you think he’s bullshitting me into letting him come with us.”

“Hmm,” Remus said, looking Pat up and down. Janus could immediately tell he wasn’t going to get any helpful answer. “Well, if we’re going with the how much do I get to see his, admittedly very sexy, ass criteria.” Janus pinched the bridge of his nose. “Letting him leave now means instant gratification and a nice full image when he turns away. However, letting him go with us means many more opportunities to get a glimpse, but they’d probably just be glimpses. So, yeah that’s a tough call.”

“You didn’t even bother to give me an actual hidden suggestion with that bullshit,” Janus groaned. He glanced at Pat only to see him hiding his very red face in his hands. Janus blinked. “Oh,” he said. “You got him, Remus.” Janus was surprised. He’d expected a bit more tenacity for someone with Pat’s personality. Of course, Janus was used to Remus, so that perhaps had some effect. Pat made a muffled distressed sound behind his hands and Janus raised an eyebrow. “You really got him.”

Pat flapped one hand around while still using the other to completely hide his face. “It’s just. His face. Saying that. Is weird.”

Janus could not say that he didn’t feel a slight spark of joy at seeing Pat flustered. After all, Pat’s weapon of choice had often been flirting with Janus in the past. However, he still smacked Remus on the shoulder when it looked like he was about to continue with something likely far more inappropriate. “We are here for a reason,” he reminded. He turned to consider Pat and squinted at him. “You’re coming with us, I’ve decided. I don’t want to let you out of my sights. Don’t,” he said empathically turning to Remus as the man opened his mouth once more.

Pat had mostly recovered, though his cheeks were just a bit pink still. “Yeah,” he said. “I’ll go with you. Where do we start?”

Janus glanced at his timepiece. “It’s not showing up on our trackers yet.”

“It messed with your tracker last time,” Pat pointed out.

“I know,” Janus said. “Which means it could be another fake one or whatever is causing it hasn’t started yet. If things start going wrong, but it still doesn’t show on our radar, it’s almost certainly a fake one, but some of the fake ones haven’t blocked our technology.”

“Here, I can check,” Pat said.

“Please don’t pull out an iPhone,” Janus begged.

Pat stuck out his tongue at him, and then smiled. He reached for the bracelet on his wrist and twisted it back and forth a few times before pressing his palms together. He glanced around them quickly to make sure no one around them was watching and then peeled apart his palms like he was miming reading a book.

“What the fuck is that, and how do I get one?” Remus asked immediately. It was innocuous, whatever it was. If someone from this time caught a glimpse of the display, they’d likely assume it was a trick of the light, but staring right at it, Janus could tell it was a map of the surrounding areas with a softly glowing blue light marking their current location. Janus could see no screen or origin of a hologram. It looked like the image was drawn onto the man’s palms, but as he watched, the image shifted to zoom out.

“There doesn’t seem to be anything major yet,” Pat said wiggling his fingers a bit. The display changed slightly to some sort of colorful overlay Janus did not understand. Pat hummed. “Did you two come from that building recently?” he asked nodding at it.

“Yes,” Janus replied. “How do you know?”

“There’s sometimes a slight temperature change when people time travel,” Pat explained. “I can read it on here.” He tilted his head. “There also seems to be a big enough temperature change in a church a few blocks away that could indicate time travel. Want to check it out?”

“We might as well,” Janus agreed.

“And if it’s nothing, we can get drunk on the communion wine!”

“He’s going to get immediately struck by lightning,” Janus said.

Chapter 18

“If we see anyone,” Janus said as they entered the church. “You keep your mouth shut. Do you understand me? Remus, do you understand me?”

Remus immediately turned to Pat. “You know, I didn’t grow up Catholic,” he said to Pat who looked at him in confusion. “So the first time I ever entered a Catholic church, you can’t blame me for being a little confused about the whole cabinet thing with a wall between them. After all, everyone was singing about glory to god and what not. So I…”

Janus slapped him. “This is why you were almost burned at the stake yesterday.”

“Excuse you,” Remus said, putting his hand over his heart. “I was almost drowned.”

“You were almost drowned?” Pat asked, his voice seeming legitimately distressed.

Remus shrugged a smile on his face that caused a Pavlovian migraine to start up behind Janus’s eyes. “It’s one of the hazards of the jobs, and really it would have all been worth it if I’d actually gotten to drown in that man’s…”

“We’re in a church!” Janus cut him off switching from Spanish to Swahili in the hopes that no random passersby would be able to understand him in this time and place. “Don’t talk about lewd sex things. Don’t talk about sex at all. It’s a Catholic church!”

Remus continued to speak in Spanish with no regard for anything. “But not talking about lewd sex things takes away 3/4ths of my personality,” he pouted.

“More like 9/10th,” Janus grumbled, “and the other 1/10th is just normal stupid.”

“Hey, you shouldn’t be mean,” Pat scolded, in fucking English for some reason, “but Remus, honey, you probably shouldn’t be saying things like that right now.”

“No, no, he has a point,” Remus said switching to English.

“He’s my partner, I have the right to call him stupid,” Janus insisted.

“And I love you too!” Remus said in Greek because he was really, truly, stupid.

Pat looked between the two, but then seemed to accept it, dropping the concerned expression for a slightly amused one. “If you say so.”

“Can I… help you?” A voice asked. All three of them whipped around to see a young boy looking at them and seeming very confused. Which was fair considering that to his ears, they’d just been speaking nonsense.

“We’re here to pray!” Remus claimed, then he turned to wink at Pat and said under his breath in Swahili, “to that ass.” Pat went immediately bright red again, which was doubtlessly Remus’s aim. Janus subtlety stepped on his foot while smiling at the boy.

“Oh,” the boy said. “Okay.” Thankfully, he didn’t seem interested in questioning the random strangers in front of him further. “I’m going to go back to the celebration now.”

Janus smiled at him. “Have fun,” he said. He waited for the boy to leave through the front door before slapping Remus on the back of the head.

“Ow!” he whined sounding far too pained for how hard Janus had actually hit him.

Janus rolled his eyes. “Let’s just start investigating,” he said.

“Sure, sure, you never let me have any fun,” Remus said, pulling up his wrist and spinning the golden bracelets on his arm. “Hmm…” he said.

“What?” asked Pat.

“Either I put on the wrong jewelry this morning… or my timepiece isn’t working.”

“Well, then I’m guessing we’re in the right place,” Janus said. He turned to Pat. “Your stuff still working?”

Pat brought up whatever device was on his hands. “Yeah,” he said, “and it looks like something is just starting.” Just as he said it, there was a violent crash of thunder.

“Well,” Janus said. “We should probably find the source and soon. Which way?”

Pat glanced around himself and then motioned with his wrist. Suddenly there was a 3D display of the church in front of them.

Janus could see immediately where the problem had to originate. There was a swirling mass of some sort of energy centered at the top of the bell tower of the church. As he watched, he saw the picture of the church glitch out a bit. He had a bad feeling about that.

“Is there something wrong with your display?” he asked, or more hoped.

Pat shook his head slowly. “I don’t think so…” The room seemed to shift suddenly underneath their feet. It felt a bit like time travel, but also wrong. The picture on the display flickered harder, part of the building fracturing and dissolving before appearing back in place. The room settled after a moment, but Janus’s stomach did not.

“Whatever is going on,” Janus said, “We need to stop it right now.”

Pat nodded. “The quickest way up would be that way,” Pat said pointing. The display closed as he did.

“Then, let’s go,” Janus said.

The world was eerily calm as they all started off in the direction Pat had pointed out. In fact, it was almost too quiet.

“Where’s the nearest window?” Janus asked when they came out on the second floor.

Pat glanced at his hand. “There should be a couple a few feet that way.” Janus nodded and left them standing there. When he glanced out of the first window he came to, it appeared to be night. Yet, when he walked to the next window, he saw daylight.

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“Time is fracturing,” Janus informed them. “We need to be careful.” This time distortion was much more intense than any of the other ones the agency had been tracking down over the last few months. It had also come on much faster. Usually there was some time between when the time distortion began and it started having extreme effects on the environment. He was suddenly very glad that he and Remus had not split up today. He was even glad for Pat’s company, no matter how aggravating he may be sometimes. Not to mention, he was glad for the man’s technology that seemed to circumvent whatever was blocking Janus and Remus’s timepieces.

He backed away from the windows and returned to the others.

“Whatever you do,” Janus said. “Don’t let anyone be in a room alone.”

“I know what time fractures are this time,” Pat promised.

“It was as much for the idiot as it was for you,” Janus said.

“You accidently bring a bubonic plague infested rat to 900BC one time and you never live it down.”

“I’d say I should put a leash on you, but you’d twist it into something disgusting.”

“Probably,” Remus agreed.

“Where next?” Janus asked, ignoring him.

“That way,” Pat said.

They walked together to the door he’d indicated. “Please don’t be bullshit,” Janus prayed. He opened the door and immediately got bowled over by a stream of salt water.

Chapter 19

Janus landed flat on his back, a wave of water splashing over him and then quickly retreating, but still leaving him absolutely drenched. He sighed, looking at the ceiling. “Don’t,” he warned, “say a word.”

Of course, he was with the two most impossible people in all of space and time, so neither of them headed him.

“I thought you said we were far from the ocean, Jan,” Pat said.

“Yeah, Janny,” Remus immediately jumped on board because he was an asshole. “I thought we were far from the ocean!”

“Maybe I’ll achieve my goal of finding the Flying Dutchman after all!”

“Ooo ghost pirates! I’ve never gotten to fight ghost pirates before. Any good with a sword Patty?”

“My friend has a sword and he let me use it before… but all I did was cut a hole in our couch, and then Lo was mad at us.”

“I mean… just pretend the pirates are a couch and we’ll be good!”

Janus slowly sat up. There was still water on the floor and every so often a wave would crash into the room as though the door frame signaled the edge of a beach. Pat reached down to offer him a hand up and Janus slapped it away.

“Rude!” Pat claimed, but his eyes were alight with mischief.

Janus shoved himself to his feet on his own power.

“You deserve it,” he hissed. “For all of this!” he waved his arms around.

“Water you talking about. I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“You are on thin ice.”

He looked down at his feet with a contemplative expression. “Looks like water to me.”

“Arg!” Janus spat, throwing up his arms.

“I don’t sea why you’re screaming, Janus.”

“Yeah,” Remus contributed. “You seem overally emotional to me.”

“Yes, yes,” Pat replied. “Very em-ocean-al.”

“One may even say he’s pretty salty.”

“I know where you live, Remus,” Janus reminded.

“Alright, alright Remus, reel it in,” Pat said.

Remus opened his mouth to respond, but Janus cut him off. “Why don’t the two of you dedicate all of that brain power to figuring out how to cross the literal ocean in the next room,” Janus suggested hotly.

And it was a literal ocean. If one ignored where they were and the fact that there was a staircase climbing out of said ocean about 80 or so meters away. There was sand being washed up across the door frame and a seagull flying in the distance. At least it looked like a nice day in the room with the way the sun was glinting off the water. At least it wasn’t storming there. Yet.

Janus’s head throbbed with the thought of what had to be happening with the time distortion to plop a piece of the ocean into one single room in a church. Usually they’d be calling the TPI for backup or at least for information, but that was a loss. Even if they tried to get out of range of whatever was disrupting their timepieces, time was so unstable, they’d very possibly get dumped somewhere dangerous. It was better to just get to the time distortion as quickly as possible and stop it.

“Hmm,” Remus said. “I wonder how deep it is. Do you think there are man eating sharks in the water? Or giant jelly fish? Remember that one time I got stung by a jelly fish and almost died?”

“Yes,” Janus said, lips pursed, “and it was entirely your fault.”

“I just looked so squishy!” he declared, “I didn’t know it was a murder blob.”

“I think I have a boat,” Pat said.

They both turned to him. “What?” Janus asked. He was looking at his hands and just hummed in response to Janus’s question. The next thing he knew, Pat made some motion with his hand and a yellow raft started to autofill from his palm. “...Why?” Janus asked.

“I… recently started carrying a wilderness survival pack in my time device.”

“I’m not going to question it. It’s better than swimming.” By the time the raft was completely deployed, they’d all been shoved into the walls by it.

“Huh, on second thought. I probably should have put the raft in the room before blowing it up.”

“You think?” asked Janus.

Pat glared at him over it. “I never really thought about how to open it in a narrow second floor corridor.”

“Just try to shove it through the door without popping it.”

“Why are you looking at me?!” asked Remus.

They managed to somehow squeeze the raft through the door into the other room after a few minutes.

Pat squinted at the tottering raft he was holding to the door frame. “After you,” he offered.

Janus glared at him.

“You’re already soaked!” Pat defended himself.

Janus sighed and very carefully climbed into the raft. It tottered dangerously, but he didn’t immediately fall out, so that was a plus. The other two of them slowly also climbed onto the raft with him. They then sat in it for a few seconds. “Is there an oar?” Janus asked.

“Oh right!” Pat did something else with the device in his hands and an oar slowly unfolded from his hand.

“Seriously, I want one of those,” Remus said.

“Let’s just get out of here,” Janus said, snatching the oar. The staircase luckily wasn’t too far away. They probably could have swam it if necessary, but the raft gave them some modicum of protection. Everything seemed to be going in their favor, which of course meant everything was about to go incredibly wrong.

They were about halfway across the water when the entire world around them rumbled.

“…I hope that was a giant jellyfish,” Remus said.

It was unfortunately not a jellyfish or any sea creature at all. The world around them fractured, the ocean seeming to split right down the middle so the water right of the staircase was 6 feet higher than on the left. The sky flashed red and yellow before the water split completely like Moses splitting the Red Sea.

There was a millisecond as the split widened until it was only a few feet from them, to decide whether when they landed they wanted to be on the side with the water or on the side without it. On one hand, going towards the side without water could mean they fell to their deaths or the water crashed back down on top of them when it settled. On the other hand, if the fissure was closing or shifting to a new area, it was very possible that they’d end up trapped in the middle off the ocean with no connection to the church.

Well, the best chance to actually get to where they were going was probably the side without water. It seemed everyone had the same idea at once because as he grabbed for both of them, they both grabbed for him and they all went tumbling off the raft into what could have very well been a bottomless pit.

Janus learned after a couple of seconds of free fall, that it was definitely not a bottomless pit. He landed hard, flat on his back and saw stars. The next moment something landed on top of him, squeezing all of the air out of his lungs.

Something else fell half on top of his legs.

“Ow,” Pat said from near his ear.

“Yeah, well you’re the one on the top,” Janus groaned though his teeth.

“Wow, I never took you for a bottom, Janus,” Remus said from near his feet. Janus kicked up his legs into whatever part of him was on top of Janus and he gave an “oof.”

Pat snorted a bit and Janus glared at his… shoulder? He shifted around a bit so he was less thrown across Janus and more just on top of him. Janus blinked. There was a wooden ceiling above them, so that was a good sign, though there was also a giant dark hole of nothingness directly above them which was not as good.

Janus moved slightly. He could tell he was going to be bruised later, but he didn’t seem seriously injured. “We should,” he started, but was interrupted as the hole above them pulsated and dumped a bunch of sea water.

Pat shrieked as they were all drenched with the chilly water. Luckily, they seemed to be on higher ground because, while water kept pouring out of the hole, it drained away just as quickly instead of drowning them.

Water still hitting his back relentlessly, Pat peeled his head up to look Janus in the eyes. A giggle bubbled out of his mouth.

“It isn’t funny,” Janus informed him. Pat just giggled more, leaning his head against Janus’s chest and cackling.

Janus just rolled his eyes. “Yes, yes, this is an entirely appropriate reaction. Thank you for your contribution to our very important mission.”

Pat seemed incapable of stopping laughing completely, but he did calm himself enough to peel himself off Janus’s chest and lean forward so their noses almost touched. “It’s hilarious and you know it,” he claimed.

“In what way is this ‘hilarious’?”

“In many waves,” was the joy filled answer.

“You’re horrible.”

Pat hummed. He hadn’t moved to get off of him even though they really should be moving in case something worse than water came through the hole in the ceiling. He hadn’t even moved his face away.

“No, no, you two just tell me when you’re done being gay for each other,” Remus interrupted. Janus was surprised to see he’d stood up at some point and was now hovering over them.

Janus flipped him off even while Pat laughed once again. Pat finally drew away and rolled off of him so Janus could sit up. Pretty much everything hurt when Janus moved, but he was able to stand up, so he was probably fine enough. “So,” he said looking around. “Where are we now?”

Chapter 20

Janus looked around himself while Pat booted up his map to try to figure out where they were. They were in a small room that may actually be considered a large landing as there were staircases on either side of it. The water that was still coming out of the ceiling was running down the staircase that led down from the room.

Something was stopping the water, creating a pool on the steps that was already about to overflow into the room. With the speed the water was flowing, they should have enough time before the room completely filled up with water and drowned them.

Janus wondered if they were in the church or not. It was not out of the question and there was church like décor around them, but who knew? He could feel a strange vibration in the ground and the one window in the room shone with green light.

“Hmm,” said Pat. “That looks not good.” He’d projected his map so they could all see everything.

The map itself was moving. Rooms were phasing in and out of focus and fracturing down the middle. One room was even spinning lazily around in circles. Janus could see the room they were in. It was connected to the bigger blob of rooms, and there was a black line connecting it to another room from the top which was obviously the hole spewing water at them.

“Well, at least the time distortion is still coming from the bell tower,” Remus said. Janus shot him an unamused glance. Said bell tower was currently upside down and shuddering as well as divided from any other room by at least two inches of empty space.

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“How are we supposed to get there?” asked Pat.

“We don’t,” Janus said. “It’s literally impossible.”

“There has to be some way,” Pat argued with a frown.

“If we try to use time travel, we’ll definitely get shredded by the warping time and space around it and walking there isn’t an option. There aren’t even any entrances!”

“Well, there were at one point.”

“Yeah, before,” he gestured wildly to the ceiling that was still pouring water into the room.

“So?” Pat asked.

“’So’?! What do you mean ‘so’?!”

Pat shrugged. “When one door closes, cut another one.”

Janus froze and looked at him for a long moment. “Where the hell did you hear that?”

Patton raised an eyebrow. “You.”

“I don’t think like that anymore.”

“Well then I guess we’ll die,” Pat said lightly. “Of course, that’ll make an even worse time loop considering I’ve met older versions of you.”

“Fuck,” Janus spat. “Fuck. Fine. Give me a minute to think. Not that I even know if we have a minute because,” he gestured once again to the room.

“Okay,” Janus said. “The room with the source of the time distortion is separated from us by a swirling pool of dark nothingness and there is no way to get to it. But, the only way we’re going to stop the distortion from ripping apart time and killing us as well as probably a bunch of other people is to get to it. That is an impossible situation. There is no solution. That door is closed to us. What other ways are there to look at it?” He looked at the visual representation of the rooms. One of them suddenly went spinning out and his eyes tracked it. We need to be in the same place as the source,” Janus said. “That is fact, but we don’t have to get to it.”

“Um, what do you mean?” Remus asked. Pat shushed him.

“If you want thing A and thing B to be in the same place, there’s more than one way to do it. If you can’t move thing A to thing B, you might be able to move thing B to thing A. Pat, you have a working time device. We can’t travel with it because that would kill us, but if we can make it do a stutter warp, it could draw the time distortion to it.”

“You…” Remus said. “Want to create another time distortion in hopes that the original time distortion will be pulled into this room?”

“Yes.”

“Well, sounds good to me!” Remus said.

He maybe had expected Pat to argue, but he didn’t. Instead, he moved his hand to his wrist. There had been nothing there before, but when he touched down on his wrist with two fingers, there was suddenly a metal bound around it that Janus immediately recognized from the times he’d seen Pat’s timepiece before. How was it made invisible? He shook the thought off as Pat offered it up wordlessly. Janus took it and Pat leaned over his shoulder to look.

Despite the fact that the device looked nothing like his own, the interface was surprisingly convenient. “I assume you have safety setting to prevent a stutter warp,” Janus said. “How do I turn those off?”

Patton pointed at a gear icon on the screen. “You put it under your normal settings?” he asked.

“I have to put in my password or use my fingerprint!” Pat defended.

“It doesn’t matter right now.” He navigated through the settings. He was interested to see that there were many different saved default security settings, but he didn’t get much of a chance to read what all they did. He just turned them all off.” It popped up with a message to put in the password and Pat pressed his fingertip to it. Another message popped up warning them that turning off these settings could cause damage to the machinery, the person using it, and time itself. Janus pushed “okay.” A message popped up that asked “Continue” and Janus pressed “yes.” One last message popped up that said “Security functions disabled.” Janus pressed “okay.”

“Anything else I’d need to disable?”

“Nope,” Pat confirmed.

He navigated back to the main screen and then bought up the manual travel input screen. Yet another message warning him not to do this flashed and Janus once again ignored it. He copied the space time coordinates that the device said they were currently at and put it in the ‘travel to’ location. “Well,” he said. “Here it goes. Let it be known that if I die, it’s my own fault for allowing Remus into a church.”

“Really?” Remus said. “That’s what you’re choosing to be your last words?”

Janus just raised an eyebrow.

“Love you too Janus.”

Janus nodded and hovered his finger over the travel button. He quickly mashed his finger to the button 22 times.”

The device warmed in his hand enough that he almost dropped it. Time literally froze for a few breaths as whatever Deity that may or may not exist processed their stupidity.

Janus was not a scientist or technician, but he had a good idea of how badly they were fucking up right now. The timepiece was attempting to travel over and over again to the exact same place and time. This basically punched a small hole through time, that if left unfixed would grow and disrupt space time all around them. As it was, their current position, all gathered around it and staring at it while one of them had it literally in their hand, was perilous.

There was a rumble under their feet and the world tilted on it’s axis. The all went tumbling down in a pile of limbs to new floor of the room which had once been a wall.

Of course, this change of gravity caused the water that had been building up in the staircase to dump on top of them.

Janus would have cursed, but he was too busy being under the water. He maneuvered himself away from the other two flailing bodies and managed to shove his feet against the wall turned floor. His head popped above the water in time to see the ceiling, or well, it would be the opposite wall, rip in two and the other walls/floor/ceiling start to fold in.

“Give me a boost!” Pat called over the noise of water rushing and walls crunching.

“Give you a boost where?” Janus asked.

“Up!” Janus wasn’t sure if ‘up’ really existed right now, but he still nodded. The water was a few inches over his head, so he held his breath and interlaced his hands so Pat could put his foot in it. He was shoved down into the water, but it gave Pat enough leverage to shoot up out of the water. When Janus resurfaced, he saw that the man had grabbed ahold of the crumbling wall and was pulling himself up into what for all appearances seemed to be absolutely nothing.

It took a moment, but then Janus blinked, and he was suddenly in a new room entirely or perhaps it was the same room. He honestly didn’t know at this point. Remus was next to him. He couldn’t recall if he’d been there before the shift or not, but they were both treading water. Pat crashed into the water next to them. Janus’s wrist buzzed as his timepiece came back online. “Got it!” Pat declared when he resurfaced, holding a device up. It looked almost the same as the device they’d found in France, but this one was definitely different if it was able to cause that much chaos that quickly.

Janus looked around and pointed at what appeared to be a set of stairs. The three of them swam over and pulled themselves out of the water.

“Where are we?” Pat asked.

“Looks like a basement,” Remus replied. “A flooded basement.”

Janus pulled up his timepiece and pushed some buttons to stabilize Pat’s timepiece. It slowly stopped vibrating and cooled. “Here,” he said, handing it over to him. “I suggest you put the safeties back on now.”

Pat nodded and took it.

“We’re still in Cuba,” Remus informed them, looking at his own timepiece. “Same church too, but in the basement and… two and a half centuries later.”

“Remy is going to be pissed,” Janus said.

Remus shrugged. “He’s always pissed… at least at me.”

“Well,” said Pat, slipping his timepiece back onto his wrist. “Thanks for being willing to pool our resources.”

Janus rolled his eyes. “Stop.”

“Ah, mi sirenito-”

“I hate you.”

“-never.” He disappeared with a pop which was when Janus realized, he’d never handed over device that had caused the first time distortion.

“…You bastard!” he yelled at thin air as though the man could hear him.

“Well,” said Remus, “that mission went swimmingly.” Janus reached over and shoved him back into the water.

Chapter 21

“We should probably get out of here,” Janus said, very much not helping Remus out of the water. Remus pulled himself back up onto the staircase and shook like a dog. Janus crinkled his nose as water droplets hit him. They didn’t smell salty anymore, he noted. In fact, there was a broken pipe spewing out water on the other side of the room.

Janus and Remus cautiously snuck out of the church, not wanting to be seen and blamed for the flooded basement. They came out on a city street that was much different than the one they’d entered from.

They walked down the street a bit, Janus’s eyes scanning the buildings. His eyes caught on a sign and he tugged Remus towards it.

They entered the small paladare and the person delivering food to one of the tables blinked at them both. Right. They were in clothing from the 1700s and were soaking wet. He met eyes with the woman, challenging her to say something. She did not.

They found a seat at one of the tables.

“Ah…” the worker said, approaching them. “English?”

“Ron,” Janus said, “por favor.”

Remus turned and started ordering the both of them food in Spanish. Janus didn’t pay attention to what he did.

After his second shot of rum, Janus sighed and brought up his timepiece to ping the TPI. The reaction was almost instantaneous from their perspective. Remy all but kicked down the restaurant’s door and walked over to them. “How the fuck?”

“Ah, Remy,” Janus said calmly. “Have a seat. We’re waiting on our food.”

He did, but probably only because people were looking at them. “What are you doing here?”

“It’s been a long day,” Janus answered, “and I’m hungry.”

“Yeah, it certainly looks like you’re interested in the food,” Remy said, eyeing the empty shot glasses.

“Let’s just say, I’m glad Cuba started letting paladares legally serve liquor a few years ago.”

It’s clear that Remy wanted to ask them what had happened, but he also was cautious enough not to make a scene here and Janus wasn’t planning on getting up until he’d at least gotten his food. “Why are you soaked, by the way?”

“Turns out the ocean isn’t as far away as we thought,” Janus said.

“Also, a church basement is flooded,” Remus said.

“Fantastic,” Remy replied.

They sat there mostly in tense silence until their food came, and then Remus and Janus ate. Remy slapped down some pesos once they were done and then proceeded to all but physically drag them out of the restaurant.

They were led to an alley way and then through an old almost hidden door. Remy immediately rounded on them. “What the hell happened?” Remy asked.

“The time distortion caused level 5 time fractures in its vicinity, we almost drowned three times, and the worst person in the universe fucked me over again.”

“To be fair,” Remus said. “He did save our lives before that.”

“I saved our lives first,” Janus said. “I don’t have to be fair.”

“Oh, yeah, Mr. Curl Up In A Ball And Perish. I’m sure we would have been fine without him.”

“Anyway,” Janus said to Remy. “If you want your lump of flesh, I suggest you take it now, because Khalid is going to murder me, and then fire me, and then rehire me so she can put me on desk duty and make me do paperwork until the end of time.”

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Everything’s Getting Bigger In Texas (AP, CNBC, Forbes) Texas has long been a popular destination for newcomers, thanks to cheaper land and housing, more job opportunities, lower taxes, and fewer regulations. There’s also the great weather, food, schools, and medical facilities, the abundant resources and year-round recreation and outdoor activities, artistic and cultural events, fairs, festivals, music venues, and the diverse and friendly people—you know, just to name a few. Texas has always been a business-friendly environment, which has certainly not been lost on tech and financial companies headquartered in strictly-regulated and high-priced states like California and New York. There are 237 corporate relocation and expansion projects in the works in Texas just since the pandemic hit. Tech giant Oracle moved its headquarters to Austin in late 2020; Tesla is building its new Gigafactory there, and Apple will have its second-largest campus there as well. Both Google and Facebook have satellite offices in Austin, and the file hosting services company Dropbox will be leaving San Francisco for Austin. Recently, the global real estate services firm CBRE and multinational financial services behemoth Charles Schwab moved their headquarters from California to the Dallas area. Hewlett Packard’s cofounders were two of the original grandfathers of Silicon Valley, who started their company in a Palo Alto garage in 1939. Now, the corporation is moving its headquarters from San Jose to Houston. And the number of mega-wealthy individuals who’ve moved to Texas are too numerous to mention. It’s not just big cities like Dallas, Houston, Austin, and San Antonio that are seeing an influx of people—bedroom communities are growing by leaps and bounds as well—places like New Braunfels, located in the Texas Hill Country, Conroe, 40 miles north of Houston, and McKinney, just 30 minutes up U.S. 75 from Dallas.

‘Bracing for the worst’ in Florida’s COVID-19 hot zone (AP) As quickly as one COVID patient is discharged, another waits for a bed in northeast Florida, the hot zone of the state’s latest surge. But the patients at Baptist Health’s five hospitals across Jacksonville are younger and getting sick from the virus faster than people did last summer. Baptist has over 500 COVID patients, more than twice the number they had at the peak of Florida’s July 2020 surge, and the onslaught isn’t letting up. Hospital officials are anxiously monitoring 10 forecast models, converting empty spaces, adding over 100 beds and “bracing for the worst,” said Dr. Timothy Groover, the hospitals’ interim chief medical officer.

Grace heads for a second hurricane hit on Mexican coast (AP) Hurricane Grace—temporarily knocked back to tropical storm force—headed Friday for a second landfall in Mexico, this time taking aim at the mainland’s Gulf coast after crashing through the country’s main tourist strip. The storm lost punch as it zipped across the Yucatan Peninsula, but it emerged late Thursday over the relatively warm Gulf of Mexico and was gaining energy. The U.S. National Hurricane Center said Grace’s winds were back up to 70 mph (110 kph) early Friday and were expected to soon regain hurricane force. It was centered about 265 miles (425 kilometers) east of Tuxpan and was heading west at 16 mph (26 kph). The forecast track would take it toward a coastal region of small fishing towns and beach resorts between Tuxpan and Veracruz, likely Friday night or early Saturday, then over a mountain range toward the heart of the country and the greater Mexico City region. Forecasters said it could drop 6 to 12 inches (15 to 30 centimeters) of rain, with more in a few isolated areas—bringing the threat of flash floods, mudslide and urban flooding.

“Self-determination 1, Human Rights 0” (Foreign Policy) Most Latin American governments offered little official support to the U.S. War in Afghanistan when it began in 2001. At the time, Venezuela put forward a blistering critique of meeting “terror with more terror,” and then-Cuban leader Fidel Castro said U.S. opponents’ irregular warfare abilities could draw out the conflict for 20 years. Over the weekend, as the Afghan government collapsed and chaos engulfed Kabul’s airport, today’s leaders of Cuba and Venezuela echoed their critiques while foreign ministers of other Latin American countries diplomatically issued statements of concern about Afghanistan’s humanitarian needs. Chile and Mexico made plans to accept Afghan refugees, and several countries signed on to a joint international statement protecting Afghan women’s rights. To many in Latin America’s diplomatic and foreign-policy communities, the dark events in Afghanistan confirmed the importance of the principle of non-interference in other countries’ internal affairs. The extended U.S. presence in Afghanistan was “the same mistake as always: trying to build democratic states through the use of force,” Colombian political scientist Sandra Guzmán wrote in El Tiempo. Many Latin Americans stressed that methods other than military interventions should be used to work toward human rights, even as they acknowledged how challenging it can be to make progress. “Self-determination 1, human rights 0 #Afghanistan,” tweeted Uruguayan political scientist Andrés Malamud after Kabul fell.

Afghanistan war unpopular amid chaotic pullout (AP) A significant majority of Americans doubt that the war in Afghanistan was worthwhile, even as the United States is more divided over President Joe Biden’s handling of foreign policy and national security, according to a poll from The Associated Press-NORC Center for Public Affairs Research. Roughly two-thirds said they did not think America’s longest war was worth fighting, the poll shows. Meanwhile, 47% approve of Biden’s management of international affairs, while 52% approve of Biden on national security. The poll was conducted Aug. 12-16 as the two-decade war in Afghanistan ended with the Taliban returning to power and capturing the capital of Kabul. Biden has faced bipartisan condemnation in Washington for sparking a humanitarian crisis by being ill-prepared for the speed of the Taliban’s advance.

The U.S. Blew Billions in Afghanistan (Bloomberg) The rapid collapse of Afghanistan’s government to the Taliban fueled fears of a humanitarian disaster, sparked a political crisis for President Joe Biden and caused scenes of desperation at Kabul’s airport. It’s also raised questions about what happened to more than $1 trillion the U.S. spent trying to bring peace and stability to a country wracked by decades of war. While most of that money went to the U.S. military, billions of dollars got wasted along the way, in some cases aggravating efforts to build ties with the Afghan people Americans meant to be helping. A special watchdog set up by Congress spent the past 13 years documenting the successes and failures of America’s efforts in Afghanistan. While wars are always wasteful, the misspent American funds stand out because the U.S. had 20 years to shift course.

Western groups desperate to save Afghan workers left behind (AP) The Italian charity Pangea helped tens of thousands of Afghan women become self-supporting in the last 20 years. Now, dozens of its staff in Afghanistan are in hiding with their families amid reports that Taliban are going door-to-door in search of citizens who worked with Westerners. Pangea founder Luca Lo Presti has asked that 30 Afghan charity workers and their families be included on Italian flights that have carried 500 people to safety this week, but the requests were flatly refused. On Thursday, the military coordinator told him: “Not today.” Dozens of flights already have brought hundreds of Western nationals and Afghan workers to safety in Europe since the Taliban captured the capital of Kabul. Those lucky enough to be rescued from feared reprisals have mostly been Afghans who worked directly with foreign missions, along with their families. European countries also have pledged to evacuate people at special risk from the Taliban—feminists, political activists and journalists—but it is unclear exactly where the line is being drawn and how many Afghan nationals Western nations will be able to evacuate.

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Star, January 27

Cover: Alex Trebek wants to enjoy life

Page 1: Rooney Mara and Joaquin Phoenix are trying to get pregnant even before getting married

Page 2: Contents

Page 4: Now that Pat Sajak has returned to Wheel of Fortune Vanna White isn’t satisfied with going back to her letter-turning role and she’s angling to keep hosting

Page 6: Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban and their family flee the terrible fires in Australia, Cuba Gooding Jr. reputation has taken a beating in the wake of sexual assault charges and he’s hoping his former costar Tom Cruise will help rehab his image but Tom is laying low, Star Spots the Stars -- Taron Egerton, Sterling K. Brown, Alysia Reiner, Scheana Shay and Tom Sandoval and Ariana Madix

Page 7: Kanye West has purchased two expansive spreads in rural Wyoming for his doomsday bunker to keep his family safe, Demi Lovato devastated that her ex Wilmer Valderrama is engaged to Amanda Pacheco after dating only 8 months when he dated Demi for 6 years, Sharon Stone blocked on the dating app Bumble

Page 8: Star Shots -- Marisa Ramirez and Donnie Wahlberg on the set of Blue Bloods, Vivica A. Fox and Taraji P. Henson and Tasha Smith at Fox’s Winter TCA party

Page 9: Jason Momoa, Julianne Moore

Page 10: Happy Couples -- Serena Williams and Alexis Ohanian and their daughter Alexis, Jodie Turner-Smith and Joshua Jackson, Rose Leslie and Kit Harington at LAX

Page 12: Golden Globe Awards -- Tiffany Haddish and Snoop Dogg, Glenn Close and Jennifer Lopez, Portia de Rossi and Ellen DeGeneres

Page 13: Patricia Arquette and Joey King, Awkwafina, Brad Pitt and Leonardo DiCaprio and Julia Butters, Taylor Swift, Michelle Williams

Page 14: Olivia Wilde at the Palm Springs International Film Festival, Katharine McPhee Foster and Sara Bareilles at the final curtain call of Waitress, Will Smith and Martin Lawrence

Page 15: Angelina Jolie and daughter Vivienne walk their dogs in LA

Page 16: Adriana Lima in Miami, Marilyn Manson and Jack Black at the Art of Elysium’s annual Heaven event, Josh Duhamel playing golf

Page 17: Amber Heard in Hawaii

Page 18: Reese Witherspoon, Mandy Moore and husband Taylor Goldsmith, Jamie Chung

Page 19: Katie Morton takes a selfie, Ben Platt shooting The Politician

Page 20: Normal or Not? Kate McKinnon on Ellen, Mark Zuckerberg

Page 21: Katharine McPhee and her chihuahua

Page 22: Fashion -- Best of the Week -- red gowns at the Golden Globes -- Sofia Vergara, Scarlett Johansson, Busy Philipps

Page 23: Nicole Kidman, Helen Mirren

Page 26: Justin Timberlake quitting booze to save marriage to Jessica Biel

Page 27: Denise Richards had a fling with Brandi Glanville but it went wrong leading Denise to walk off RHOBH, Jonathan Scott is ready to propose to Zooey Deschanel but his friends are urging him to slow down after two major heartbreaks, Rachel Bilson’s long road to true love started in 2013, Greg Vaughan and Angie Harmon have already overcome one of the hardest parts of remarriage -- Angie’s 3 daughters and Greg’s 3 sons already get along

Page 28: Cover Story -- Alex Trebek -- I’m enjoying the time I have left

Page 32: ‘80s stars then and now -- Tom Cruise, Cindy Crawford, Christina Applegate, Rob Lowe

Page 34: Meghan Markle and Prince Harry choosing love over duty

Page 36: 2020 Love Predictions by numerologist Glynis McCants -- Justin and Hailey Bieber

Page 37: Gwen Stefani and Blake Shelton, Katherine Schwarzenegger and Chris Pratt

Page 38: Prince Harry and Meghan Markle, Cody Simpson and Miley Cyrus

Page 39: Taylor Swift and Joe Alwyn, Chris Martin and Dakota Johnson

Page 44: Style -- Getaway Chic -- Olivia Culpo

Page 48: Entertainment

Page 60: Parting Shot -- Eva Longoria and son Santiago in Los Cabos

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Tributo a Fiesta del Fuego trae de vuelta 40 años en Santiago de Cuba

El homenaje virtual que se tributa hoy al Festival Internacional del Caribe desde esta ciudad, donde transcurrió ininterrumpidamente durante 39 ediciones, trae de vuelta a personalidades cubanas y extranjeras vinculadas a la festividad.

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joelangelo-serrano · 5 years

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1: ir a Cartagena ✅

2:conseguir un cuerpo de atleta 1/1

3:aprender a tocar chelo cello

4:jugar Minecraft con mi pareja

5:ir a los ángeles California

6:sacar un truco épico en mi skate

7: salir con una chica a un lugar hipster y no Mainstream

8: tener una mejor amiga de ojos lindos

9:ser misionero 2/3

8 adorar a Dios en la calle más céntrica del mundo 🌎

9: salvar animales en extinción

10:hacer una fiesta de pijamas

11:conseguir un mejor amigo que piense como yo

12:conocer a kygo

13:conocer un famoso

14:hablar con Adriana castillo y agradecerle de hacerme reír tanto

15:hablar con Andrea Ramos y darle un ramo de flores y despedirme

16:saltar de un paracaídas

17:hacer un vídeo de mi gato 🐱 Naruto en YouTube

18:volar en un helicóptero

19:comprar un iPhone de salida

20: hacer 30 fotos de tumblr.

21: ir al espacio 🚀

22:dedicarle a mi esposa en mi matrimonio caminar de tu mano de río roma

23:hacerle un vídeo a mi Boby🐶

24: ir ala montaña de 7 colores en Perú

24:Ir a californiana

25: hacer fotos color gasolina

26: casarme con una mujer que Dios me de que tenga los ojos Avellanas ❤️

27:ir a Norway

28:cumplir mi fantasía sexual

29 :comprar una cámara cannon

30:ir a un partido del Chelsea

31:ir a Inglaterra United Kingdom 🇬🇧

32:saltar en un trampolín con una tabla

33:regalar una casa al Nesecesitado

34:ser ayudante en Africa

35:viajar donde Dios me mande

36:escribir aloha en el mar 🌊

37:tener una noche de aventura y adrenaline con mi novia 👰

38: mudarme a 🇸🇪 0 🇨🇴o Inglaterra .🇫🇷 ,Alemania !!!!!

39: tener un golden retriever

40:decirle a mi papá que es el mejor de todos y un súper discurso el día de mi boda.

41: ayudar a mi madre a escribir su bestseller

42: ir a Rome

43:tener 2 hijos de diferentes sexos

44:viajar a Bélgica al festival Tomorrowland!!!

45:cantar una canción cristiana en medio de una manifestación

46: glorificar a Dios sobre todo

47: comprarme un Lamborghini elemento

48:dejar el pan y el arroz por un tiempo

49:aprender Français 1/2

50:aprender British English

51:proteger al débil con Dios

52Conocer a j-Balvin

53:conseguir los Nike Air Force 1 Mid

54:Conseguir una cámara profesional ()()

55:comprar una MacBook pro

56:conseguir un collar de sandstone universe ✅

57:Conseguir una mochila búfalo y nombrarla mochila de aventura

58. sacar una foto a un coffee Starbucks✅

59: tener una barba tupida hipster por un año

60:bailar toda la noche con mi novia

61:sacar una visa de un país desconocido y ir a visitarlo pa predicar a Dios

62:tomar una botella de Chambourd

63:viajar con mi esposa a París y al Caribe de luna de miel

64:ver mr robot

65:aprender a hacer Arepas

66:visitar New York y los ángeles

67 :hablar con un YouTuber

68:jugar con el Naruto y el bobby ✅

69:hablar con los que más puedas en la u

70:crear una canción pa mi gente y Dios

71:comprar una casa en Cartagena

72:hacer una empresa de Elio 3 pa hacer autos voladores y minería espacial

73:je vais aller a París

74: ser el mejor en el baile colombiano ballenatos bachatas y toda música alegre 😁 yeeeiiiii

75: ir a Tahití

76:nunca ser Mainstream

77:no volver a ser un hombre reservado y ser un hombre más carismáticos (personalidad)

78:sacar 100en un examen ✅

79:hacer una película

80;volverme Vegano y dejar de ser vegetariano

81comprar una mansión

82: hacer una fiesta

83: bailar el pull up

84:Bailar robarte un besó de Sebastian Yatra y Carlos Vives

85: bailar como Austin Mahone

86: tener un anillo de oro ✅

87: tener un anillo de esmeralda

88:Cantar en un concierto ✅

89:ir Santorini Grecia

90:comprar Nike mcfly

91:jugar tennis 🎾

92:Cantar tan fácil de CNCO en el mega con audífonos

93:leer mi lucha de Adolf Hitler

94:llegar a plata✅ y dejar el lol

95;dejar el porno

96:llegar mas temprano

98: aprender a conducir

99aprender a conducir un avión

100:subirme a un treen y irme a cualquier lado.

111:subir las montañas gemelas en Córdoba

112:llegar a plata en lol :) ✅

113:ganar algo en surf

114: modelar en un lugar público ✅

115:donar sangre ✅

116:modelar para Versace

117:aprender a bailar tip toe :)

116: bailar ahora mismo ✅

115:donar sangre ✅

116:ir a Egipto:lengua)

117:ir a paris

118: modelar pa Gucci :)

119:tener un Caballo

120:un mes sin FAP✅

121:Aprender Francés :)

122: llegar al Orgasmo al mismo Tiempo con mi esposa

123:Surfear en olas

124:Ir a Noruega

125:ser famoso en Instagram y en YouTube para Dios

126: decir a un líder la verdad

127 saltar de pies y espalda en una piscina

128: tener una casa iglesia

129:morir a mí mismo y creer en Dios m

130:aprender a ser puntual

131:dormir más temprano

132:tener dominio propio

133:hacer las obligaciones

134:aprender Française

135:aprender Inglés para Dios

136: destruir el feminismo y el machismo y que Dios obre según nosotros

137:hoy empezar mi año de eterno soltero

134:no AFP por un año y medio y después dejarlo por completo

145: aprender alemán

146:bailar tango en cuba en media noche)

147:je marche en paris en midi avec ma copine

148:salir de Pyros y Kairos :) ✅

149 : aprender a dibujar a Adriana Castillo <3

150: orar por Adriana Castillo ✅

151: cantar en Apocalipsis con Adriana castillo a Jesús el cordero inmolado

152: casarme con una mujer de ojos avellanas

153:tener una hija

154:Criar avec mi esposa a mi hija en Cristo y solo en el

155: hacer 3 veces pop al día 2/3 :)

156:hablar inglés

157:mudarme a la

158:dejar de capear

159:hablar con Manuela ✅

160:terminar Pyros ✅

161 entrar a la u

162:bautizarme

173: modelar Para una marca grande de ropa

174: acabar la Biblia

175:adoptar un pero ✅

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Comienza en Cuba 39 Festival del Nuevo Cine Latinoamericano

La Habana, 8 dic (PL) El estreno en Cuba del largometraje brasileño O filme da minha vida (La película de mi vida), de Selton Mello, marca hoy la inauguración del 39 Festival Internacional del Nuevo Cine Latinoamericano. La gala inaugural de la cita tendrá lugar en el Teatro Karl Marx, de esta capital, y comenzará con un concierto compartido por la Camerata Romeu y el pianista cubano Alejandro…

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juancarlosdiazosorio · 7 years

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La Habana, capital del cine latinoamericano

#FelizMartes #Cuba La Habana, capital del cine latinoamericano

Tomado de Cubasi. cu Desde el pasado ocho diciembre la vida cultural habanera vuelve a centrarse, como cada último mes del año, en el séptimo arte con las intensas jornadas del Festival Internacional del Nuevo Cine Latinoamericano, ya en su trigésimo novena edición.

Más de 400 películas serán proyectadas en cines de la capital hasta el 17 de diciembre, incluidas las que optan, esta vez, por…

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Lali Espósito, una gigante de la ductilidad

Está en el nuevo ciclo Talento Fox, irá al Festival de Venecia con la película Acusada y arrasa con sus recitales.No descarta hacer un disco en inglés cuando se sienta cómoda con el idioma.

Lali Espósito es la nueva Susana Giménez de millenials y centennials. Idola de jóvenes del mundo y referente de moda, y con más de cinco millones de seguidores en Instagram, la cantante y actriz habla sin casete, es un torbellino de frescura y carisma que puede declarar sin titubear: “Se me ve bien porque tengo buen sexo”. También es enamoradiza, tuvo dos amores reconocidos pero hoy descansa en los brazos de Santiago Mocorrea. “Estoy muy pero muy enamorada de Santi”, remarca Lali, la pequeña gigante artista nacida en Banfield hace 26 años.

Mientras rompe récords con su flamante tercer disco, Brava, la ex Teen Angel volvió a la pantalla chica con Talento Fox, el talent show que estrenó el miércoles y que va una vez por semana, a las 21.45, en Fox. Allí despliega toda su experiencia artística en rol de directora, en compañía de Diego Torres y el portorriqueño Wisin. “No somos jueces, le pedimos a la producción que no queríamos juzgar, sino acompañar a los participantes”, aclara. Entre disco y disco, campañas publicitarias y shows, Lali se da el tiempo para encontrarse con la Lali actriz. Rodó el thriller Acusada, de Diego Tobal, que la tendrá presente en la alfombra roja y en competencia en el Festival Internacional de Venecia, y casi en simultáneo será exhibida en el Festival de Toronto. ¿Algo más? Arrancó su gira de Brava Tour con dos funciones agotadas en el Luna Park y dará otras doce fechas en el interior del país, Chile y Uruguay.

—¿Con qué clase de participantes te encontraste? —Muchos con historias fuertes. Me la pasé llorando, era una especie de tía Pocha (se ríe). Me encontré con la realidad del mundo en un programa: chicos que sufren bullying con un talento enorme pero que nunca se animaron a cantar frente a nadie porque los cargan, les dicen cosas por el cuerpo, por cómo se ven, y me encontré personas frustradas, que es lo que le pasa a la mayoría de las personas. Desde que era muy chiquita, mi viejo siempre me dijo: “La mayoría de la gente trabaja de lo que puede y no de lo que quiere”. Y esa frustración a veces, sin querer, un padre se la transfiere al hijo y a veces no ve el talento que tiene o lo sobrepresiona por cuestiones sociales, familiares y económicas, como que tiene que ser una estrella o si no no vale. También hubo algunos que no estaban acostumbrados al halago y se lo llevaron a la peor parte, a la de creérsela, se la creyeron, es decir “ya está”. Error.

—¿Recordaste tus primeros castings? —Muchísimo. Me re acordé, recordé mis nervios. Y empecé a entrar en la dicotomía de ser exigente porque en la primera parte elegimos quiénes se quedaban y quiénes seguían de largo. Te tiembla todo, la voz te falla, estás nervioso. Me acordé de los primeros shows de los Teen Angels, esa sensación de nervios transformados en buena performance, y cuando salía, y hasta hoy salgo, estoy ahí presente, y me los morfo. De chiquitita me pasaba eso que decían: “¿Esta enana de dónde salió?”. Me pasaba con Cris (Morena), que salía y a la mierda todo, a disfrutar.

—¿Te pasó no quedar en un proyecto que deseabas? —Sí. A los 18 o 19 años hice un casting para una obra de teatro y no me llamaron. Pero no me quedó la bronca o espina. Soy la persona que más defiende los castings del mundo, porque en Argentina hay un concepto de que si alguien es famoso no hay que tomarle casting. Yo para Acusada hice casting, ¿cómo no vas a hacer casting? Para mí, demuestra una gran inseguridad que un actor o actriz no quiera hacer casting por ser conocido. En Estados Unidos le hacen casting a Anne Hathaway, es natural allá, cada director necesita saber si esa persona da con el personaje, y no tiene que ver con el talento. Es un grave error en la industria argentina mezclar fama con el simple hecho de si sos capaz de hacer el personaje. Ahora, después de ver lo que es la peli, me hubiera querido matar si no quedaba en el casting.

—Tenés muchas ofertas laborales, ¿cómo decidís qué querés hacer y qué no? —Lo sé, está en mí. No lo pienso mucho. Nada te diría. Después de la experiencia de Esperanza mía, que fue un “boom” y una comedia que me cagué de risa, con toda la libertad que me dio Adrián (Suar), y digo libertad porque, posta, hacía lo que se me cantaban las pelotas, a partir de esa experiencia me llamaron para 39 tiras diarias y yo tengo aún hoy bien en claro que no voy a volver a hacer una tira. No me da el tiempo, no me da la vida, ya no me divierte, mi foco es otro, me estaría repitiendo para el público, y la idea de hacer casting de cine sí es una búsqueda para renovarme y renovar el público en cuanto a lo que vende Lali. Porque lo último que vieron de mí fue vestida de monja, con cara de payaso o mostrando el culo. Eran personajes bizarros, y hacer un drama como Acusada, con Warner Bros., K&S, a todo culo, con la mirada moderna de Gonzalo Tobal, y trabajar con Leo Sbaraglia, Gael García Bernal, Daniel Fanego, Gerardo Romano, Inés Estévez, fue un sueño.

—“Acusada” tiene algunas cosas del aquel reconocido caso policial de las amigas Solange y Lucía Frend... —No tiene nada que ver con el caso real, es ficción 100%. Acá se trata de una chica que vuelve de una fiesta de amigos y aparece acuchillada, y mi personaje es la amiga imputada. Se verá un juicio oral y público, es un caso muy mediático porque se conoce la vida de las chicas, pero el móvil por el que culpan es ficción.

Sueño americano. En pleno reportaje, interrumpe Diego Torres para despedirse de Lali Espósito. El cantante le comenta que al día siguiente regresa a su casa de Miami tras dos meses de grabaciones de Talento Fox. “Tenés que tener un piecito allá, contá con que uno es local allá, podemos hacer cosas, socios musicales, contactos, vivencias. Te espero de verdad”, dice Torres y se hunden en un abrazo. “Pronto iré unos días, te escribo por WhatsApp”, responde Lali.

—Tu fandom llegó a Estados Unidos, ¿pensaste en cantar en inglés? —Sí, lo pienso, pero no es una idea fresca que tengo en mi lista. Me caracterizo por lo genuino, si me ves haciendo algo acartonada en algún momento es que algo no está bien en mí. Siento que el día que decida entrar en Estados Unidos fuerte y se me permita a nivel industria, será cuando me sienta apta y con canciones para hacerlo. Hoy me gusta cantar en mi idioma, defiendo estas canciones, juego con el inglés, y no le cierro las puertas a nada.

Amor, mentiras y la joya Cris Morena Lali Espósito infla el pecho al hablar de Brava, su reciente tercer disco de estudio, que en las primeras 48 horas logró dos millones de streams en Spotify. “Es un disco más regional, que me dio la posibilidad de trabajar con compositores y productores de Cuba, Venezuela, Miami. Soy es un disco que no entraba a rankear en el mundo latino de la música porque era otro sonido, pero sí me abrió las puertas y el respeto de muchos productores que me decían: ‘Si yo quiero trabajar con vos, vení’”, cuenta. “Lo más importante para mí es no traicionarme. Brava es el disco que quise hacer, no quiero nada falso en mi vida, mucho menos en lo profesional”.

La cantante grabó en estudio una participación para el show Vive Ro, que está produciendo Cris Morena en homenaje a su hija Romina Yan. “A todos los que conocemos a la familia nos emociona mucho, yo trabajé 12 años con ellos, traté mucho a Romi y me encanta que Cris, más allá de como productora, sane la pérdida con este show mágico. Cris me lo contó el año pasado, hizo una megacena en su casa para contármelo, y le dije que la va a salvar, que es para el público que amaba a Romina, y recordar todo eso hace bien. Ella tiene que volver a producir, se lo dije, ella es una joya y tiene que pasar por esta sanación”.

—Después de tus relaciones con Peter (Lanzani) y Mariano (Martínez), hoy se te ve muy feliz con Santiago, ¿cómo te pega hoy el vínculo amor-vida privada-prensa? —Lo entiendo. Por algún motivo en la parte de mi psiquis emocional no juega ningún partido importante, porque uno sabe quién es, uno sabe cómo se maneja, conoce bien las historias de amor que tuvo y que ahora tengo con mi novio, Santi, del que estoy superenamorada, y como que soy una persona muy relajada, no me molesta. Entiendo que quieran saber, yo no tengo drama de contar las cosas buenas que uno vive. Lo único choto, y que siempre será choto por más que uno tenga años de carrera, es cuando hay mentira o mala vibra, y se busca que la haya aunque no esté, cuando es así me jode porque ponen palabras en mi boca que no dije o dicen que tuviste una reacción que no tuviste.

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