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townpostin · 1 year ago
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CBI Investigation into NEET-UG 2024 Paper Leak Expands to Jamshedpur
New Findings Link Jamshedpur to the Ongoing NEET Paper Leak Scandal The ongoing CBI investigation into the NEET-UG 2024 paper leak has revealed connections to Jamshedpur, with new findings emerging daily. JAMSHEDPUR – The CBI’s probe into the NEET-UG 2024 paper leak has expanded to Jamshedpur, with investigators uncovering potential links to the city’s involvement in the scandal. For the past…
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smollkittykat · 5 months ago
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JayVik S1 Act 2 Angst (1000 Words)
Viktor notices it like the creeping of Gas into the fissures. The way Jayce frequents the desk at his side less and less.
He hadn't minded it at first.
And then it was Friday and he hadn't seen Jayce all week.
A glance at the clock made Viktor vow he would only finish this last testing sheet before he would cut his losses and head home. He'd have to come back as soon as he'd slept, showered and eaten.
With Jayce gone, the work piled upon him has doubled and with nobody to forge the parts for the Prototype Jayce had promised he would have done two weeks ago, he couldn't start testing.
Viktor's back had been aching from bending over his magnifying lenses from working the gemstorm setting. A jolt of pain ran up his spine, when he heard the door to their lab and whipped his head up to look at the person entering.
Against all odds, it was Jayce.
"Viktor, you're still here?" came his voice echoing from where he stood, halting with the open door still in hand.
"I will take my leave in a bit. Just have to finalize the draft for the force field test." Viktor replied and turned back into his chair to face the papers in front of him. He faintly heard the door close behind him and Jayce approaching.
"What force field test?" Jayce asked, voice closer now, head turned to the blackboard. Viktor felt his chest tighten in anger as he lets out an audible breath.
"The one where we implement a dynamic force field to secure the gemstone in the setting of your Atlas Gauntlets to prevent power influction." Viktor supplied. He had never been good at masking his tone or expression, but he did not even try to hide the little scoff before he spoke up again.
"I've been rewiring the setting and the field is stable in it's current form but without the actual gauntlets there's nothing more I'm able to contribute."
"Ah, shit the Prototype! I'm sorry, I've meant to stop by yesterday after the council meeting about that labour tax but it just kept on and on with Salo-"
Viktor wanted to say it's alright. He wanted Jayce to be able to tell him all of these things and have Viktor hear and understand him. But Viktor had spent over ninety hours in this fucking room this week waiting for Jayce to complete the little work he couldn't physically take care of himself to finish a project that could potentially stabalize one of the biggest economic branches of the entire Undercity.
And instead of helping him, being there for Viktor for a dream that was once Jayce's biggest ambition, he spent his time debating a lax tax with the people who saw Viktor and his people as less.
Worse yet, Jayce had forgotten what they were working on.
The angry tightness in Viktor's chest, confined by the brace wrapping around his chest, explodes into rage as he reaches for the almost completed draft. He wants to rip it to shreds. He wants to lay down. He wants Jayce to leave. He wants to finish these gauntlets. Jayce was still talking, excuses falling so easily from his lips as if he truly was one of the politicians.
He takes the stack of papers and folds them, instead of ripping it to shreds or throwing it away.
"Just stop." Viktor finally says, after hearing Merdada's name for the third time. There's anger and bitterness in his voice that Jayce must be able to clearly make out. He stops talking for a second.
When Viktor glances at Jayce at the welcome silence, Jayce looks confused eyes widened, as he looks over his shoulder at the Zaunite. His upper body still turned to the blackboard.
"Wha- Why? Did I say something?" He looks so earnest. If Jayce had gotten here just a little earlier, if Viktor wasn't so tired and frustrated he might have been kinder.
"Nothing that makes a difference, Jayce. Just -" Viktor pauses, tries to readjust, to say something kinder.
"- fucking finish your work instead of piling it onto me while you're selling your moral compass to the highest bidder."
Viktor pushed with his hands at his desk to roll away from it, turning away from his lab partner turned wonderboy.
Jayce had turned around completely. Viktor didn't want to see his face. He grabs the papers and puts them carefully nonchalant into the jacket that was hanging from his chair.
Moving his spine hurts all the way into his toes, his muscles stiff. The doctors said he would have to be operated again.
"I'm leaving now. Maybe use the time to work on your life's dream, hm?"
Viktor used the momentum of his anger with practiced ease as he grabs for the crutch, throws his jacket over the handle for the short distance to the academy housing he was still living in, despite having graduated and working as a full-time scientist for years.
He stands, barely, if he's honest with himself as his leg feels almost numb with pain.
He gave Jayce one glance and sees him properly for the first time for over a week. He looked tired and a little scared. Hurt, most of all. With his eyebrows scrunched together and his mouth falling open gently. Strands of hair cling to his forehead, his tie is undone and the bags under his eyes almost match Viktor's.
An evil part within him feels satisfaction, something he has so little of these days. He's almost hurting as much as he is.
"Who knows. Maybe I'll even live to see it." He looked Jayce straight in the eyes as he said it. Then turned away when he saw the way Jayce's eyes started shimmering with tears, immidiately feeling the anger replaced with shame.
No use now. Viktor thought. What's said is said.
He flees from Jayce's teary-eyed expression as fast as he can.
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eightglass · 9 months ago
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that time i, with zero prior linux experience, managed to install arch on an old-ass laptop and get the wifi to work :3
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bumblingbabooshka · 1 year ago
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Janeway doesn't need a therapist when she gets back to the alpha quadrant she just needs Tuvok to tell her [in detail] the psychological observations he's made about her over the past 11 years and she can go from there <- Untrue but much more likely for her to agree to
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lostlibrariangirl · 1 year ago
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April 9, 2024
100/366 Days of Growth
My "wake every working days at 3 am" had a break today as I got sick. My throat is in pain, it was a rough night 🥹
I might be more concerned than I thought with ISC2 CC Exam... Only 15 days left, so I believe my body is manifesting my internal fears.
To pass this exam will be important for my self confidence with Cybersecurity, I have so many dreams, and so many goals... I am trying my best here, I gave myself some deadlines, this exam is one of them.
Well, life goes on! Great week for us all ❤️❤️❤️
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fangatic · 25 days ago
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back on tumblr
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ceasarslegion · 9 months ago
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Well that's my last night shift done. I'm back on days as of this week.
I also have an exam for a job opportunity on Monday and an interview on Wednesday if I pass the exam. So wish me luck for that and maybe I won't have to be stuck at the most thankless job in the world for much longer
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brotherdusk · 2 months ago
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what if I tried to get at least a rough draft of moritat (xii-obrecht fic previously known as coin-operated boy) done before july 11. like it won't happen but what if I tried.............
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chubby-ghostt · 4 months ago
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Had my mental status CE exam for disability today.
The doc was more interested in talking about my transness and suggesting answers for me when i didn’t answer things quick enough for her. She also washed over my anxiety and suicidal ideation and depression by saying things like “you don’t have to listen to your thoughts!” and “here’s a great breathing technique for panic!” *proceeds to explain the most common pop psychology breathing technique*
She also didn’t let my husband into the room because, and i quote “you have to learn that not everyone is out to get you”.
I had panic attacks all night in anticipation for this. Like, i couldn’t stay asleep because i just couldn’t breathe.
Glad to see that fear was well founded.
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sanjidysphoria · 6 months ago
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musubiki · 11 months ago
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Been thinking about Marshall and Lime, and im not sure if perhaps you havent already mentioned it:
Does being a white or black canvas doesnt make them part of a magic community by default/at birth?? (Putting aside the special force smth of m34, and any witches and guilds and etc.)
thats a good question!!! its a bit of a gray area (ba dum ts 🥁), in my head i always considered "being a member of the magic community" as having something that makes you like. not a normal human. like having some kind of magic or being a spirit/monster/cryptid/etc!!
for black and white canvases, theres nothing inherently special about them besides the level of their magic resistance..,,everyone has some level of resistance, they are just the most extreme levels, but i dont think having it is considered any kind of special magic power or sets you too far apart from other humans!!
for a black canvas its being a part of a guild/the m-34th is what makes you part of the magic community!! the m-34th has nothing inherently magic but since they involve themselves so much in police-ing the magic community they are by and large considered a part of it
for a white canvas its actually incredibly hard to get involved with the magic community i feel... mostly for this reason: a lot of the community hides behind some kind of masking spell-- witches use the mob spell, the merchant uses...something, sulluvan only appears to those who he wants to, but all of it has its roots in "using magic to conceal yourself from the world," and the less resistance you have the less you're able to break from that!! essentially, a white canvas is the most magic-gullible type LOL!! contrast this to a black canvas where you couldnt use a masking spell around them if you tried your best, theyd see right through it
im actually not sure how marshall even ends up being part of the m-34th and gets involved anyway...his pipeline into the magic community must have been someone directly pulling him in and getting him straight to the m-34th because theres no way he couldve gotten in organically the way lime did, he would just be going about his merry way...
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lazywolf177117 · 1 year ago
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Have this thing I made for a TikTok comment while I go through exam week, because I am unable to do any art rn :')
The text is in Spanish and I can't change that right now so I hope the audio is enough 😩
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mistress-light · 7 months ago
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Never thought I'd rather take exams (40 questions each), than having to observe 2 short movies and blindly take notes of what happened and answer 10 questions per movie.
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stonechild · 1 month ago
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went through a lot today. not more than i can handle but... of course shit hits the fan AFTER my therapy session for the week.
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immortalsins · 1 month ago
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'you'd be good at a phd' <- man who did not look at my gantt chart
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miketroplex · 11 months ago
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Ludwig Klein
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It was once again time for a yearly visit from one of Ludwig's favorite long-running projects. Usually he spent the time leading up to appointments back in his research lab and waited for someone to press the call button the front desk, but this was a rare time he decided to actually use the desk. He was considering the logistics of hiring a secretary instead of doing everything himself when the whzz of the automatic entry door opening caught his attention. “Yeager, my boy, good to see you. How are you zhis afternoon?” He stood and approached Yag, arm reaching out for a handshake.
@sparepcrts
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