#Green Line Metro Station

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Green Line Metro Extension | दिल्ली मेट्रो की यात्रियों को बड़ी सौगात, नई दिल्ली स्टेशन से जुड़ेगी ग्रीन लाइन मेट्रो, तीन लाइनों का बनेगा इंटरचेंज

रविवार को अधिकारियों ने बताया कि ग्रीन लाइन के इंद्रलोक से इंद्रप्रस्थ तक विस्तार के साथ नई दिल्ली मेट्रो स्टेशन ट्रिपल इंटरचेंज सुविधा के रूप में उभरने के लिए तैयार है। उन्होंने बताया कि 12.37 किलोमीटर लंबा इंद्रलोक-इंद्रप्रस्थ कॉरिडोर पहले से ही चालू ब्रिगेडियर होशियार सिंह-इंद्रलोक ग्रीन लाइन कॉरिडोर (28.78 किलोमीटर) का विस्तार करेगा। अधिकारियों ने बताया कि इस नए विस्तार पर नई दिल्ली स्टेशन को…

[usnewsper-politics]

Man stabbed on Metro Green Line train near L’Enfant Plaza #green #lenfant #line #Metro #Stabbing #station

[h0neylevi]

After a major shift, your life has become a series of monotonous routines. Eat, sleep, go to work, repeat. But when you find a man bleeding on the subway with no idea how he got there, things become anything but ordinary.

General content warnings: isekai/parallel universe, modern AU, mentions of blood and canon-typical violence, some light angst, eventual smut.

chapter warnings: mentions of blood/cleaning of wounds

word count: 3.2k

It’s just after midnight when you make it to the metro platform.

The descent underground is quiet. Below the bustling city streets, you go through the process of boarding a train back home in a bit of a mindless daze, having done this cycle of late night shifts at the hospital countless times before.

The carriage is empty when you walk on board, silent except for the pneumatic hiss of the doors that slide closed behind you. You fall into the nearest seat with a heavy sigh.

It’s the first time in thirteen hours you’ve really been able to get off your feet.

Working four 12 hour days in a row can be tiring, but it’s worth it most of the time for the following four days off that you’re able to get. Four days off of freedom—which usually means catching up on errands. Laundry, getting groceries, and cleaning.

It’s just you now, so things tend to pile up much more quickly.

As you feel the rumble of movement beneath you, the momentum causing you to sway a little in your seat, you stare unblinking at the opposite window. Flashes of advertisements and thick concrete tunnel walls speed by in a blur, and you allow your mind to wander.

Maybe you could go to that new cafe in the morning that opened up on College Street. It’s been a while since you’ve taken a moment just for yourself. Or maybe you could take a book to the park after cleaning your apartment. The weather was supposed to be nice, and that used to be your favorite thing to do before…

The train slows to a stop before you continue down that line of thinking. With a droning chime, the doors open to signal would-be passengers to either depart or climb aboard.

A pleasant female voice erupts from the intercom system. “This is Freedom Park Station. Please stand clear of the doors.”

It’s not unheard of for others to be out so late, particularly on a Friday night, so to see a man walk aboard doesn’t immediately surprise you.

What does cause you to do a double take is the state of him.

The first thing you see is the insignia of the wings of freedom, a symbol you immediately recognize on the back of the green cloak covering his upper half from one of your favorite shows, Attack on Titan.

The second thing you notice is that he’s soaked.

That’s odd. You don’t remember it raining earlier in the day, but it could have been a brief downpour in another part of the city. And he’s clearly coming from an anime convention. Those were usually held at the convention center on the other side of the city.

The man heavily slumps forward against the railing. His back is turned toward you, but you watch him thoughtfully, admiring the impressive handiwork of his costume. From under the cloak, you see the intricately wrapped belts of the omni-directional gear, as well as the boxes along his thighs that are used in the show to store blades. When you see a reflection of an advertisement briefly glimmer off of the surface, you realize that they’re actually metal.

Those must be heavy. Did he make them himself?

The train begins to move again and your thoughts are stopped short when the man stumbles, nearly falling. That’s when he turns and you notice the blood.

His face is covered in it.

You’re on your feet before you even realize it. “Excuse me.”

He turns at the sound of your voice and you see the source: a rough cut just above his right eyebrow.

The man sways unsteadily on his feet against the movement of the train. The look he gives you is immediately distrusting, but he doesn’t back away.

You stop a few feet from him. “Sir, are you okay?” When his eyes narrow, you point to the badge pinned to your work scrubs. “I’m a nurse, see?”

You wait as his eyes study your hospital badge for a moment.

“Where the hell am I?”

Okay, that’s potentially a cause for concern. “Uh.” You try to remember what stop he got on from. “Freedom Park.” The look on his face doesn’t resemble recognition. “You’re not from around here?”

For a moment, he seems to think. “No.”

There’s a sharp jolt from the train car and you both sway a little, him more than you.

You gesture to the empty seat next to him. “Here. You should probably sit down.”

He doesn’t argue as he takes a seat.

Looking him over, you consider your options. It isn’t too late to take him back to the hospital, but you don’t exactly want to after spending the entire day there already. From the looks of it, it doesn’t look like he’ll need stitches, but it doesn’t feel right to leave him alone in the state he’s in either.

“Can you tell me what happened?” you ask.

The man looks around for a moment. The look on his face turns apprehensive. “I don’t remember. There was a flash… and then I just woke up here.”

You raise your brows. Something about the way he says it feels like he isn’t being completely honest, but you suppose the bleeding itself is a more pressing concern right now anyway.

“Okay,” you say. “Well, that cut doesn’t look too deep, but you should get it cleaned.” You pause for a moment, debating. “My apartment is at the next stop.”

You had meant it as a suggestion, but the man doesn’t seem to follow.

“I can look at it for you,” you add. “Maybe help you find wherever you were supposed to stay.”

He seems to consider it for a long moment, looking from you to around the empty train car and then back to your badge.

“Alright,” he says as the train begins to slow. When it comes to a stop and the doors open with their loud hydraulic hiss, he follows you back out onto the platform.

It’s quiet for most of the walk back. You go through the motions of exiting the station—swiping your pass and leading the way up the winding corridors to street level while the man follows, watching your movements and your surroundings with a puzzled sort of awe.

It isn’t until you’re pulling out the keys to your place before you turn to him again.

“So, what’s your name?”

He gives you a subdued look. “Levi.”

You smile.

“No, really…” you press, looking over his clothes again. It’s obvious that’s what he’s going for now that you see him up close—the scout uniform and the way he’s styled his hair. Come to think of it, he has Levi’s frame as well. And his eyes.

It’s a damn good cosplay actually. If Levi Ackerman were to magically come out of the television screen as a flesh and blood person, he’d look exactly like this guy.

But judging by his expression and the complete lack of response, he isn’t interested in giving you any sort of real information.

You turn then, your smile dropping, and lead the way into the apartment building. “O-kay.”

It’s possible, you guess, that his name really is Levi. Just a very bizarre coincidence that he happens to look and act exactly like your favorite character from an anime and also likes the anime as well. There are billions of people in the world though. Stranger things happen all the time.

Reluctant to piss him off further, the rest of the walk up to the second floor is done in more silence. You unlock your front door and lead the way inside, smiling when you hear the telltale trill of your cat greeting you at the door.

“Hello, Luna,” you greet, bending down to run your hand between the shorthair’s ears. She pushes herself up into your hand a little further with a chirp.

Still at the door, the man—Levi—watches.

“Luna?” he asks in a flat tone.

You straighten back up, noting his hesitancy to walk forward. “You’re not allergic, are you?” That would be some cosmic bad luck on his part to deal with a head wound and an allergic reaction in one night.

But thankfully, he shakes his head.

“Don’t worry about her, she’s affectionate but she’s harmless,” you say, sidestepping around your cat to walk further into your living room. When Levi joins you, you gesture to the sofa. “Have a seat there. I’ll be right back with some supplies.”

You don’t wait around to see if he does what you say, instead dipping down the hall toward a small office. It’s mostly just a place for all of your trinkets—a desk filled with a few figures and a computer. Some bookshelves line the walls, collecting dust. It’s been months since you’ve picked up a good book or did much of anything in this room, really. But you know exactly where to look for the supply kits you’ve managed to stock up on from the hospital.

After you find the suture thread and some wound wash, you grab a towel from the bathroom next door and return to the living room.

Levi is there, sitting on the edge of the sofa as if he’s afraid to get comfortable. His gaze keeps jumping around the room, taking in the layout and decor, and his fists rest stiffly on his knees. Luna is next to him, tentatively sniffing at his knuckles with a curious stretch of her neck.

You shoo her away gently and take her place on the sofa. The angle of light allows you to see the source of the drying blood on his face a bit better.

Quietly, you look him over. “How are you feeling?”

He watches as you slip on a pair of gloves. “I’ve had worse.”

You snort lightly and begin to prep the fresh towel with wound wash.

“Do you have stuff like this happen to you often?” you ask, now reaching to press the towel to his face.

At your question, he pulls his one uncovered eye from you, surveying the room again. “Nothing quite like this.”

“What happened?”

Levi is quiet for a moment before he says, “It was nothing. I fell.”

You pause your movements, frowning. “This doesn’t look like the kind of cut you’d get from a fall.”

“Why does it matter?”

Judging by his defensive tone, he knows more than he’s letting on, but you can’t figure out why he isn’t being honest.

But with him already in your apartment, you don’t want to do anything to unnecessarily antagonize him. Even in his current state, he looks strong and capable enough to hurt you.

Probably best to just change the subject.

“Did you have somewhere you were staying?” you ask, returning to your task.

You gently dab the towel down the curve of his jaw and feel the muscle tense beneath your touch.

“No,” he finally says.

“You came all the way here for a convention and didn’t book a hotel?”

“A convention?”

“Yeah,” you nod, gesturing to his clothes. “You’re a scout, right?”

At your words, his expression becomes a bit more relieved. He nods. “Yes. I got onto that... train thing because I hoped it might take me to headquarters.”

You blink as you listen to him. Did he hit his head hard enough for him to think that he is Levi Ackerman?

Maybe you should take him to the hospital anyway just to get him checked out. He seems perfectly lucid otherwise though, if a bit confused.

You reach forward and check his head wound again. Just like you thought, it’s too shallow to need stitches and isn’t bleeding anymore, so that’s a good sign. Maybe it could wait until morning.

“Do you feel sick?” you ask, searching his expression for any lack of focus or disorientation but find none. “Nauseated? Dizzy?”

“Other than the stabbing pain above my eye?” he deadpans, glaring at you. “No. I feel fine.”

You sigh. This is insane, considering letting a complete stranger stay in your apartment. But he doesn’t have anywhere else to go and he’s still soaking wet. You’d feel guilty if you just let him go and he got into trouble. At the very least, you could make sure he has somewhere to sleep. 

You get to your feet and look over his clothes once more. “You can stay here tonight if you’d like. I think I might have some old clothes you can sleep in, and there’s a shower down the hall.”

He gives you a distrustful look. “You’re putting a lot of faith in a stranger.”

You raise a brow. “I guess we both are. But if you’d rather sleep out in the cold, then be my guest.”

That seems to give him pause, and he looks around the room once more.

“Where did you say the shower was?”

“Down the hall, second door on the left,” you tell him. “I can get you a towel and some clothes.”

You dispose quickly of the bloodied towel in your kitchen trash along with your gloves and turn back down the hall again. When you return, Levi is standing awkwardly next to your sofa. He seems to be pointedly ignoring Luna, who is still curiously sniffing him from the armrest.

“These should fit,” you tell him, patting the folded up sweatpants and an oversized shirt tucked beneath your arm. “Just leave your things in the bathroom and I’ll make sure your clothes are washed in the morning.”

He takes the items from you with another skeptical glance. “You don’t have to do that.”

“I have to do laundry anyway,” you wave him off. “It’s no trouble.” Quickly, you point at him. “Just don’t scrub at that cut. You’ll just make it bleed again.”

He doesn’t move immediately when you back away to let him pass by, but the promise of a hot shower seems to eventually override whatever keeps him fixed in place. Without another word, he retreats down the hall, right to the second door on the left like you told him.

What a strange man.

It takes fifteen minutes before you hear the shower turn on.

In that time, you busy yourself with finding a spare blanket and a pillow and leave them on the sofa. You tidy up a little next, grabbing leftover drinking glasses off the table and discarded socks that had been pushed under the coffee table. It isn’t much, but you’re left feeling slightly less anxious about the state of your place by the time you’re finished. You like to keep things tidy to begin with, but the place certainly looks lived in right now.

Curious, you sink into a chair and pull out your phone while you’re waiting and click on the search engine, quickly typing in a few keywords to check on any local anime conventions happening in the area.

There are no ongoing events, and the next one isn’t happening until six months from now.

Well, that eliminates your theory. So then what the hell was he doing cosplaying on the street on a random Friday? If he was with someone, he wouldn’t have been wandering around alone and he said he wasn’t staying anywhere in the area.

The thought occurs to you that maybe this is some sort of trap to lure unsuspecting women into vulnerable positions, preying on a person’s compassion. But then, that was very real blood on his face and a very real wound, and he has had ample opportunities to attack and rob you if that was truly what he was after. He might look intimidating, but there’s nothing about him that screams that you’re in any sort of immediate danger either.

Maybe you can get some real answers out of him in the morning when he’s less grumpy.

You’re feeding Luna in the kitchen when Levi reappears.

With silent relief, you note that his wound seems to still be fine. He looks healthier in general after cleaning off, but he also looks… well, even more like Levi Ackerman. It’s kind of uncanny.

“What?”

You jump when you hear his voice. He’s watching you from the living room, looking about as confused as you feel.

Shit, have you been staring? “Nothing.” You sigh and rub at your eyes. It’s been too long of a day to start questioning your sanity. “Are you hungry or anything? I have some leftovers I can heat up really quick.”

“I’m fine.” He shakes his head and turns his attention to the blanket and pillow on the sofa. 

Carefully, he arranges it how he likes and sits down. He glances at the television on the other side of the room before looking around again, lingering at times on things like the lamps in the corners and over to the open kitchen.

His hands fidget in his lap.

“I’ll be out of here first thing in the morning.”

The sound of his voice surprises you.

“Where are you going to go?”

He shrugs. “I’ll figure it out.”

You chew on the inside of your cheek thoughtfully. He’s a grown man, so it shouldn’t concern you what he does. But his comments about not being from here, and the whole thing about him trying to find ‘headquarters’? You’d feel better knowing there isn’t anything you’ve missed.

“At least let me take you to the hospital to get that cut checked out,” you suggest. “We can go first thing while your clothes are drying.”

He scoffs but the sound is entirely devoid of humor. “I told you I’m fine.”

“So it’ll be a quick visit and you can be on your way in no time,” you reply. “One of the doctors I work with can look you over before we open. He won’t mind.”

“Or I could just leave in the middle of the night.”

“I guess.” You shrug. “I wouldn’t be able to stop you, but that’s your choice. My conscience can be clear as long as I’ve offered to help you. I can’t make you take it, but I think it’s a good idea.”

He glares at you from the sofa, but doesn’t reply.

You get the sense that he doesn’t want to be bothered anymore. With the night he’s had, he probably just wants some rest, and you’re more than willing to get some sleep yourself.

Now that the shock of the night has worn off a bit, your body feels heavy as you get to your feet.

Levi stays quiet as you move around the room, shutting off lights and locking your front door. He moves to lay down once he gathers what you’re doing.

“I’ll get you up in the morning,” you tell him from the hallway. “Get some sleep.”

That earns you little more than a grunt of acknowledgement.

When you get into your room, you make sure to lock the door and find a baseball bat from the depths of your closet to sit by your bed. You’ve always been a light sleeper, so you hope that you’ll be able to hear if he decides to try anything.

You go through your nightly routine and climb into bed, then send off a text before closing your eyes—a message to one of your friends and fellow co-workers at the hospital.

Hey, could you do me a huge favor tomorrow morning? It’ll be quick.

Hopefully, when you wake up, Levi will still be there.

[akimbo-akimbo-akimbo]

rode boston metro for the first time in while.

the red line was good, i rode it for 20-30 minutes in and out of boston. we only had to stop for couple minutes to let another train out the station.

the green line was less good. we came to multiple complete multi minute stops during my ride from two almost consecutive stops (there was only one stop in the middle)

although, for all my bitching, the green line wasn't terrible. the wood paneling and the fact that is two feet off the station floor gave it some charm.

in all, you did okay, mbta. would (and probably will) ride again.

[smidge-j]

Back on my train map making part three

I have previously designed hypothetical train maps for the Christchurch metro area, and the West Coast Regional Area, both in Aotearoa.

I'm back with a third hypothetical map, this time for the Queenstown Lakes Regional Area.

[A metro style map of the Queenstown Lakes Area and descriptions of each line.

A yellow line goes east from Queenstown to Frankton & Airport, Lake Hayes, then northeast to Arrowtown and Cardrona Ski Area, then north to terminate in Wānaka.

A red line goes east from Queenstown to Frankton & Airport, Lake Hayes, then east through the Kawarau Gorge to Cromwell. There is a split in the line, with one branch going south to Alexandra, and the other branch going north alongside Lake Dunstan to Luggate, then northwest to Albert Town, then west to terminate in Wānaka.

A brown line goes east from Queenstown to Frankton & Airport, then south to Jack's Point, then continues south alongside Lake Wakatipu to Kingston and Invercargill.

A purple line follows the edge of Lake Wakatipu west from Queenstown to Fernhill, then north to terminate in Glenorchy.

A green line goes west from Remarkables Ski Are to Jacks Point, then northwest to Kelvin Heights, then north across the Frankton Arm of Lake Wakatipu to Queenstown, then northeast to Arthurs Point, then east to Coronet Ski Area and terminating in Arrowtown.

A blue line goes south from Lake Hāwea to Albert Town, then west to Wānaka, then west alongside Lake Wānaka to terminate at Treblecone Ski Area.

End description of each line]

My thoughts

Although the region has a small permanent population, there are around 1.5 million tourists annually to the towns of Queenstown and Wānaka and the four ski areas. With so many tourists, I think a train system would work incredibly well, as most tourists fly in, and currently need to either rent a car or use the limited bus network to get around. A train system would be a good alternative.

I tried to think about the geography of the routes when designing this map, as the area is very mountainous. The only place that would need a major tunnel is the section between Arrowtown and the Cardrona Ski Area, as there is a full mountain range in between. The only other significantly challenging bit of terrain would be the Kawarau Gorge between Cromwell and Lake Hayes, and the track would have to have steep gradients and sharp curves to fit in the winding gorge.

Speaking of the Kawarau gorge, there could be additional stops through the gorge for the many tourist activities along the way, from the bungy jumping and white water rafting, to vineyards and LOTR filming locations. I haven't included those stops on the map, I've only included population areas and ski fields.

With the ski stations, I'm envisioning that the stations would be at the base of the mountains, with cable car, chairlift, or gondola access up to the actual ski fields.

The brown line south to Kingston could connect to the historical railway in Kingston, which could once again connect to Invercargill, and the rest of Southland. Similarly, the red branch line from Cromwell to Alexandra could connect with the historical rail there, and reconnect to Dunedin through Central Otago. (Did you know that Aotearoa used to have a fairly comprehensive rail network, and only a fraction of it remains today? Doesn't that just grind your gears? It certainly grinds my gears, but that's a separate post.)

The blue line could also extend north alongside Lake Wānaka all the way up to Makaroa, and then potentially across the Southern Alps to the West Coast, but that would be significantly more challenging geographically, with far less population

I don't like how empty the top left corner of the map looks, but there's nothing I could put there. The area turns into wilderness very quickly, forming part of Fiordland and Mount Aspiring National Parks. Maybe if this was an actual map of a real train system, that space could be used for a logo or a key, or something, but because this is a hypothetical map made by an amateur cartographer and train enthusiast I am going to leave it blank.

Anyway, this is all just a passion project, and as far as I know there are no official plans even remotely close to this, nor is it likely any time soon. I just enjoy trains and enjoy making maps for what could be, not what is.

[zushigirl]

In honor of Come What May…a three part story of how I wish things would turn out… Enjoy! I’ll be posting the full story on AO3 as we go :)

I Take My Coffee Black: Part I

Now…Metro General

“What the hell is this crap?”

Frank practically spits the hot liquid back into the flimsy white paper cup.

“Get off your high horse. It’s Folger’s Instant. Same stuff we used to drink in the desert.”

Curtis takes a sip of his own coffee, studying Frank under the brim of his USMC baseball cap. Curt’s blood shot eyes are a dead giveaway that he – like most of New York – have been up all night. Watching with bated breath as Daredevil and a host of superheroes take on Fisk’s minions.

With a sigh, Frank takes another sip of his coffee. “Goddamn - ”

He hisses slightly, the cut on his lip stinging. Curt had done his best to patch up both Frank and Red after the firefight with Bullseye. Makeup covered most of Frank’s bruises, but it couldn’t conceal the worry in his eyes. He can tell by the way his former medic keeps glancing at him… then at the door across the way.

“This is the best Metro General can afford?” he growls, trying to distract himself.

“At 0500? Yes, it is.”

Frank frowns, looking down the stark pale green hallway. Men and women in blue scrubs walk by at a leisurely pace. Unaffected. Unaware that the bravest, ballsiest woman on the planet is in critical care. Recovering from a gunshot wound.

Mourning the loss of her best friend.

“Foggy!”

He can still hear her scream the Counselor’s name. He can feel her panic, panic he never wanted her to feel. David’s feed made it sound like they were two feet away… instead, it took twenty minutes to get to the bloodbath. Even with Lieberman driving like a maniac.

Goddamnit, we should have gotten there sooner.

His eyes trace the entrance of the recovery room. One of those flimsy blue hospital curtains blocks a small window above the door handle. An added layer of privacy. Damn thing feels more suffocating than any red line.

“She’s gonna be fine,” Curt assures him. “They patched up the exit wound and the broken rib. That maniac may be an expert marksman, but she beat him at his own game.” He pauses before adding, “Karen Page must be a pretty special woman…to make you choose here instead of another war.”

You could choose…you could just choose…

Ocean eyes flicker in his memory. Why hadn’t he told her the truth that day, when he was the one in the hospital bed? He thought leaving her was the right thing. He thought…

Frank stares blankly into the distance as he takes another sip of bland coffee and tries not to think about what could have happened.

Thank god Karen clipped Bullseye’s right hand. The fucker was in custody now. Good thing too. If that psychopath ever made it out of prison…none of Red’s preaching would keep Frank from unleashing hell on Benjamin Poindexter.

Red…

The warble of Channel Five news can be heard from the TV at one of the nursing stations. A flicker of worry rises in Frank’s belly. He wants to be pissed at Red but at the same time…

“You were right Frank. I was just one bad day away. Please don’t let her’s get any worse.”

He can’t shake the hollow sound in Matt Murdock’s voice off of him. Can’t shake the image of the other man standing there in blood. His best friend’s blood. Karen’s blood.

Fuck.

“Mr. Castiglione?”

He turns. A new nurse has come on shift, name tag reads Temple. Her dark brown eyes hover on his cut lip. He gets the impression she takes no bullshit.

“Yes ma’am?”

The nurse sighs, pursuing her lips.

“Karen’s going to be okay.”

She says the name with a warm familiarity. Frank immediately wonders how much this woman knows.

“Blood pressure and heat rate are stable. No signs of any complications from surgery.” Temple hesitates… “Your wife’s a fighter for sure.”

Frank doesn’t meet Curt’s gaze, just prays the other man’s eyes aren’t bursting out of their sockets. There hadn’t had time to brief him on the plan. He was just thankful David was quick to pull some strings. A fake marriage license and a passport may be their only ticket to safety.

The woman pauses, eyes narrowing in the silence.

“I know I haven’t been back in town that long, but I’m kinda miffed no one invited me to the wedding. Thought I would have heard about from Matt or Fog…”

She catches herself, sadness flashing across her face.

“Fuck…I’m sorry.”

“No – uh – he’d…he would have wanted all of Karen’s friends to know.” Frank feels his throat tightening. “He loved her too. Probably better than me or… Re…or Matt … if I’m being honest.”

He remembers the look of stricken panic on the Counselor’s face all those years ago. When he’d asked Karen to stay. What would the man’s reaction be to what he asks now?

An older nurse approaches, waving his clipboard at Temple. “She’s up,” he gestures towards Karen’s room. “Threatened to pull out her IV if I don’t get her a real cup of coffee. Told her it’s water only for the next twelve hours. She wasn’t happy.”

Frank chuckles despite himself. “Atta’ girl,” he murmurs.

“Are you coming, Mr. Castiglione?”

The way Temple sizes him up conveys that she trusts him even if she doesn’t believe his story.

He feels his pulse jump. They’d seen each other in the midst of the fight but they hadn’t spoken. Hadn’t spoken since that horrible day when she walked out of his hospital room barefoot. What could he say to her? How could he possibly ask her to –

“She’s waiting, Frank.” Curt’s voice is one of gentle reassurance.

He takes a deep breath, turns on his heels, the stops. “Curt… go home. You’ve done enough. I’ll stand the watch.”

His friend frowns. “You sure man?” I don’t mind staying.”

Frank pauses before answering, a memory flickering in his mind’s eye. Karen and Nelson, sitting at the hipster coffee shop across from their law firm. Sipping coffee and going over case notes. He’d watched from the roof two streets over, not proud to admit the number of times he’d checked on Karen from afar.

“Proof Coffee opens at 0800. Can you come back tomorrow morning with a real damn cup? Make that two. She takes hers black with a sprinkle of cinnamon.”

The nurse seems impressed that he knows Karen’s drink of choice. Curt has enough ware with all to keep a neutral face.

“I’m on it. I’ll let Lieberman know your staying here. See you in 27 hours.”

He spins on his heels and walks down the hall.

Frank watches him go, then follows nurse Temple across the waiting area. She opens the door to the recovery room, pushing back that damn blue curtain quietly. Then she gestures for Frank to step in front of her.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The sound of the vitals monitor is a steady hum. It’s oddly comforting.

And terrifying.

It means Karen is awake. It means he’s about to speak to her for the first time in… far too long.

He finds the courage to look forward and he sees her. Sitting upright in the bed. Face turned to the window. The sunrise casting her in a celestial glow. Her expression is a haunted one Frank knows all too well…but not the shock of someone who’s new to trauma.

He realizes in that moment that his gut instinct was right. Karen’s felt this kind of pain before.

“Karen, your husband is here.” Temple’s voice is gentle.

A quiet feels the air. Time stops. In the void, Frank wonders if his heartbeat is loud enough for Red to hear all the way across Manhattan.

He watches Karen turn her head. Watches her eyes widen in confusion at the word husband. Then recognition. Then something he’s too scared to name.

They’re both silent for a moment, not noticing as the nurse slips out. Then tears are welling in Karen’s eyes and Frank is falling to his knees by her hospital bed.

“Hey, hey,” he chokes out. “I lied. I lied. Okay? That day…Karen…”

Soft fingers grab his trembling ones. He places his free palm over hers, holding with two hands now.

“I know you lied, you asshole,” Karen says between sobs. “You’re such an asshole…but I…” Her ocean eyes are bright with the words they won’t say yet.

“Yeah,” he laughs. “Yeah, I am.”

“Please tell me you brought real coffee.”

The sound of footsteps silences Frank’s answer.

*

27 hours later…

“I’ll take three drip coffees,” Curtis Hoyle smiles at the barista, waiting for a response.

The bleary-eyed girl with wild auburn tinted hair and a cut-off t-shirt reading MJ just blinks at him.

“Cool. You want room for milk or cream?”

“No…uh…actually, can you sprinkle some cinnamon in one of them.”

The girl gives a half nod as Curtis swipes his card. He sighs, stepping to the side of the cheerful yellow counter. He knows he’s getting old, but whoever Proof Coffee’s manager is could have done a better job with hiring. MJ has the bedside manner of cardboard; not great for 0800 on a Thursday –

Piiinnnggg!

The girl passes three paper cups to Curt, hurriedly grabbing her phone from its charging station. He takes a few sips of his cup, watching her agitated movements.

“Peter! Jesus Christ! Is everyone okay…”

Her hazel eyes widen in relief and Curtis feels guilty for judging her. MJ’s been worried.

“News. Alright. I’ll take a look. Be careful.”

The call’s barely over before the teen is swiping on her phone. Curtis takes a final swig of his own coffee while grabbing to-go lids, trying to look casual.

“Everything good? You seem a little stressed.”

MJ bobs her head, flipping her phone in Curtis’s face. Apple News.

“Shit,” Curtis mutters as he reads the screen.

He turns to leave, then thinks twice. Grabs the two coffees. He may need them as an excuse to sneak back into the hospital.

“Thank you, Miss!”

He leaves MJ staring at her phone. At the headline…

FRANK CASTLE, THE PUNISHER, REPORTEDLY SEEN AT METRO GENERAL.

[lunellum]

Some random observations/thoughts/opinions while I'm vacationing in Japan. In no particular order, with no particular value

There's more green on regular streets than I was expecting. It's nice.

It's really hard to find deodorant

I like the shape and depth of japanese bathtubs but it's a little hard to get out of

Wish I had so many options for tasty cheap snacks at home

On the other hand, so much single sue plastic

You really are being advertised to all the time. I can't read most of it so it's just blinking colourful lights to me but whoof.

Some billboards make sound? ???

Some metro lines have anime boy mascots

Stamps. Stamps for temples, stamps for train stations, stamps for government buildings. Gotta collect them all

More to be added maybe as I think of things...

[spacetimewithstuartgary]

New SpaceTime out Monday

SpaceTime 20241118 Series 27 Episode 139

Gilmour space given the green light to launch

The Australian Space Agency have given final approval for Gilmour Space to undertake the first orbital test flight of their new Eris rocket from the Bowen Spaceport in north Queensland.

Mysterious Red Monster galaxies discovered in the early Universe

Astronomers have discovered three ultra-massive galaxies – each nearly as big as the Milky Way – which had already reached that size within the first billion years of the universe’s existence.

Has China’s Mars rover found signs of an ancient Martian ocean

Beijing claims its Mars Zhurong rover has found new evidence to support the idea that the red planet’s northern hemisphere was once the floor of a vast Martian Ocean.

Chinese Taikonauts have returned safely to Earth

Three Chinese Taikonauts have returned safely to Earth following their six month stay aboard Beijing’s Tiangong space station.

The Science Report

Archaeologists in Israel uncover the precursor of the wheel.

COP29 warned that fossil fuel emissions are continuing to rise.

Tweens who frequently snore are more likely to have behavioural problems.

Skeptics guide to how errors in thinking could be linked to seeing ghosts.

SpaceTime covers the latest news in astronomy & space sciences.

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SpaceTime -- A brief history

SpaceTime is Australia’s most popular and respected astronomy and space science news program – averaging over two million downloads every year. We’re also number five in the United States.  The show reports on the latest stories and discoveries making news in astronomy, space flight, and science.  SpaceTime features weekly interviews with leading Australian scientists about their research.  The show began life in 1995 as ‘StarStuff’ on the Australian Broadcasting Corporation’s (ABC) NewsRadio network.  Award winning investigative reporter Stuart Gary created the program during more than fifteen years as NewsRadio’s evening anchor and Science Editor.  Gary’s always loved science. He studied astronomy at university and was invited to undertake a PHD in astrophysics, but instead focused on his career in journalism and radio broadcasting. Gary’s radio career stretches back some 34 years including 26 at the ABC. He worked as an announcer and music DJ in commercial radio, before becoming a journalist and eventually joining ABC News and Current Affairs. He was part of the team that set up ABC NewsRadio and became one of its first on air presenters. When asked to put his science background to use, Gary developed StarStuff which he wrote, produced and hosted, consistently achieving 9 per cent of the national Australian radio audience based on the ABC’s Nielsen ratings survey figures for the five major Australian metro markets: Sydney, Melbourne, Brisbane, Adelaide, and Perth.  The StarStuff podcast was published on line by ABC Science -- achieving over 1.3 million downloads annually.  However, after some 20 years, the show finally wrapped up in December 2015 following ABC funding cuts, and a redirection of available finances to increase sports and horse racing coverage.  Rather than continue with the ABC, Gary resigned so that he could keep the show going independently.  StarStuff was rebranded as “SpaceTime”, with the first episode being broadcast in February 2016.  Over the years, SpaceTime has grown, more than doubling its former ABC audience numbers and expanding to include new segments such as the Science Report -- which provides a wrap of general science news, weekly skeptical science features, special reports looking at the latest computer and technology news, and Skywatch – which provides a monthly guide to the night skies. The show is published three times weekly (every Monday, Wednesday and Friday) and available from the United States National Science Foundation on Science Zone Radio, and through both i-heart Radio and Tune-In Radio.

[mapsontheweb]

More than 50% of Vienna's Area is closer than 2km to a metro station

by u/DarkMatterOne

This map shows the different metro lines of Vienna and their surroundings.

500m  - Red    (16.1%)

1km   - Orange (32.4%)

1.5km - Yellow (43.7%)

2km   - Green  (52.8%)

after that every kilometer a new shade of gray. (Up to 8km since it already covers 98% of the total area)

The furthest point is around 11.3 kilometers but it is within a national park where nobody lives anyway.

The visualization has been made in Paint.net

[aryburn-trains]

PC 1279 MU's at Tremont Sta., Bronx, NY, 1970

Former New York Central electric MU's slow down for the station stop at Tremont on a chilly winter morning in December 1970. The lead car is wearing New York Central "Pacemaker Green" but "PENN" has replaced "NEW YORK" in the letter board, and the road number is in the new PC-style font. These ancient electrics were the first to be replaced by new equipment in 1971, and last in line at the paint booth. Today this station is served by Metro-North's Harlem Line trains. 

[andmaybegayer]

the Viennese metro was totally packed at every hour even on a random Saturday, way way more than Prague or Berlin or even Paris when I visited there. I guess it was holiday season now but even with that it felt excessive, like, I have also been in Prague during holiday season and it was nowhere near that busy. Almost every train even pretty late into the night in Vienna was standing room only, if not uncomfortably tight.

Looking at the maps I'd guess that Vienna just has much better land use around U-bahn stations? Almost every station is completely surrounded by block upon block of low-rise apartments at least, whereas Prague has a ton of metro stations with really not that much going on beyond their immediate vicinity. Vienna has pretty good frequencies so it's not like they're dramatically underutilizing the line compared to other cities. This is the region around Siebenhirten.

It's kind of wild how many Prague metro stations are in these awkward boundary areas where it's half suburbs and half medium-rise apartment blocks separated by a road, because the metro station was built at the edge of some recently-incorporated village. They're all over. Hey wait what the fuck why is there just a farm next to Stodůlky. Why. How is that still there. It's pretty comparable to Siebenhirten, they're both near the end of a major line out to one end of the city.

Even at rush hour the Prague metro is rarely so packed that you're squeezing in, whereas Prague trams are often tremendously packed, which I normally attributed just to size but might also come down to much better density along tram tracks.

Prague has a lot of big green spaces throughout the city which I do like, on the periphery a lot of that is The Soviet Style megablocks but even in the city there's a lot. Vienna has plenty of parks but it doesn't compare to how hard it is not to walk into a park while you're in Prague.

[a-oct0]

Octo Expansion lore for my Agents!!

This is just a rough outline for what happens to my Eight and Three during OE, I did try to keep it brief but- didn't do that to well lol- I plan to elaborate on certain moments more in later posts but anyone is free to ask any questions! (especially since I haven't proof read this lol)

So it begins just like how it does in game with OE, waking up, no memories with Cuttlefish yelling in his face. They go through that tutorial area without issue and end up at the metro station. They then approach Tartar (who is obviously not known as Tartar just- 'The telephone') who despite clearly just being some sort of talking phone, gives Eight bad vibes. Anyway "nice" talk, gets the CQ-80 and the two head for the first level/test. 

Eight's first encounter with a sanitized Octarian is that of pure confusion, cause like- clearly its an Octarian like him but also why are they green??? And hostile to boot?? He assumes its part of the test and rolls with it, clearing the level with ease. Cuttlefish makes his usual remarks during the level. After which the two head back onto the train only to be greeted by the sight of Three taking a nap (he got bored waiting on them finishing the test). Cuttlefish proceeds to smack Three on the head with his cane to wake him up. Three and Eight just kinda lock eyes for a moment, a very awkward moment before Three jumps to his feet surprised to see Eight. Cuttlefish (horridly) deescalates the situation. For the whole next line of tests theres an awkward (one sided on Three's part) tension between Three and Eight (Eight thinks he's just being weird). Eight is the only one taking part in the tests, which is kinda boring Three to death as he has to sit either on the train or watch Eight from the sidelines. On the train rides between test stations Eight tries to get Three to talk of which- Three at first doesn't wanna do. Eight is persistent however and just keeps rambling to Three, (Eight's inklish is very broken this early on it gets better as they keep going) but eventually by the end of the first line Three starts to talk back with Eight, much to the octolings delight. Cuttlefish also interjects here and there. Pearl and Marina first make contact right after Eight finishes the first line. They act pretty much the same as they do in game, same with Cuttlefish tbf. Three is in shock cause Holy shit it's that music duo is little sister is obsessed with. Eight is just surprised to hear new voices. So they keep going, Eight doing tests, OTH give advice, Three sulking he's bored, Cuttlefish failing at rapping and collect the thangs. Nothing major happens between the first line and collecting the third thang.

Eight and Three spend most of the time between stations kinda bonding?? Three explaining to Eight what the surface is like, Eight in awe of it all. Three also tries to help Eight recover some of his memories as the memcakes only help to a degree. They also spend time laughing at the messages between OTH and Cuttlefish. While their time isn't exactly pleasant Eight does end up having some fun during some tests, others are nightmares to complete. After colllected the third thang, like the previous they bring it back to the main station. When exiting the train Three notices something lying down on the ground by the- weird telephone thing. He grabs it, noticing its actually an employee model CQ-80 however before he can even think to tell Eight and Cuttlefish they call him over to help get the thang down off the train so he puts it in his pocket and kinda forgets about it. Eight goes through the next few tests but during the ride to one something unexpectedly goes wrong with the train, CQ Cumber informs them that there's been a malfunction and the train must return to the main station for repairs which may take a few hours. Initially the three of them just sit in the train car but after a few minutes Three gets up to start pacing, bored out his mind. The others notice this so Marina actually suggests they try and explore the rest of the metro while waiting but Cuttlefish dismisses the idea not wanting the pair to get lost. That's when Three remembers the CQ-80 he found which happens to have a map for the non train parts of the metro. So Cuttlefish relents letting the pair go off while he stays behind to make sure the train doesn't leave without them. Initially they have contact with Marina and Pearl who helps guide them with a hacked copy of the metro map (its mainly empty rooms or locked doors) but as they go deeper they end up losing the connection to Marina and Pearl. They contemplate turning back, getting bad vibes from the area they're in- there's paper files scattered everywhere, stains all over the place. It honestly stopped looking like a train station and more like an abandoned hospital. Right before turning back Eight notices a file a top a table, it looks so much cleaner than the rest- his curiosity gets the better of him as he picks it up to check. "10,005" stamped on the front, the pair check it- horrified to see a familiar face- a face Eight thought he had forgotten... His sister April with a big "SANITIZED" stamped over top. Three basically has to drag Eight back to the train as he's frozen from shock. Eight dropped the file along the way not realising till they got back.

Cuttlefish waves them down, the train is back up and running. Marina quizzes them on what happened after the disconnect but the two don't elaborate. They realise now something is very wrong with the metro but they don't wish to panic the others so Three quietly disappears off to investigate more while Eight continues with the tests. Telling the others Three just needed extra time to wander about. Every test finished leaves an uneasy feeling in Eights stomach- the closer he gets to the last thang the more sick he feels. He tries to fight as little of the sanitized Octarians as possible. Finally they receive the finally thang, they take it back the station. Three is not yet back but the telephone doesn't care, building up the "promised land" device and telling them to step inside. Cuttlefish rambles that "Three will find his own way back, he's a smart kid blah blah" as he then steps inside. Eight is hesitant considering the info he had learnt a little earlier- but everyone is encouraging him to get inside so against every fibre in him he does. The blender scene plays pretty similar to how it is in game, Marina contacting Three via the CQ-80 he has, him bursting through the roof and breaking the blender. Unlike game Three doesn't knock himself out but he does injure his leg, cut from the glass shards. Cuttlefish still encourages Eight to go on head without them, he'd stay and help Three back to his feet. Eight is reluctant to the leave the two but Three and Marina convince him to go. The escape is basically the same then the fight against sanitized Three. Well it's pretty similar to the game, just a bit more intense with Eight trying to not hurt Three but also stop and snap him out of it. Eight wins the fight, Three is left... Scarred. Eight is horrified feeling it's his fault somehow but he and Cuttlefish press on up and out- Carrying an unconscious Three between them. They finally reach the surface- Eight is mesmerised by it- but its cut short by OTH in their helicopters and Tartar revealing himself with the NILS statue- this fight goes how it does in game but there is more dialogue between all the characters which I'll elaborate on a later post- Anyway they win- End credits.

Post OE- Three helps Eight settle into living in Inkopolis along with Four while Three must now learn to deal with his partial sanitization.

[artemisbarnowl]

What is life like in Melbourne? I’m looking into moving there from the UK and would love some insights and whatever else from people who live and work there 💕

I've only visited the UK briefly as a tourist so I'm not sure how to compare them in a way that's going to give you useful info. But I'll give you info at least. Please sit comfortably and we'll begin.

Melbourne has 5 million people in it, but is also quite a large sprawling urban area, so it doesn't feel really packed and busy. It sits on a bay, so it doesn't get freezing but does have the '4 seasons in one day' jokes which are true. I never really got in the habit of checking the weather in the morn before I left for work until I moved away from melb where the forecast was such that I could dress appropriately without surprise.

When I talk about what I love about Melbourne I mean inner suburbs and CBD (which is a beautiful grid and shining example of urban planning for the now that is weighed down by no plans for the future). Public transport connectivity is decent (comparable to London imo) but wait times, delays, and travel times on trams and buses might be relatively crap depending on your experience. It's no Moscow metro (my beloved), but you can probably get to where you're going somehow. Also e scooters have popped off. Further out there's no trams and there's more big gaps between train stations (the train lines are arranged like spokes of a wheel around a central city circle. There will be another city loop slightly overlapping the current one in service next year). This is what I despairingly call The Suburbs. Where you probably need a car to get around and it's like at least 20 mins drive to Anywhere for dinner, groceries or fun activities. Mostly Melbourne is not overly hilly so bikes are an option but infrastructure such as bike lanes is really hit or miss depending on area. Especially good in the inner north. Melb inner suburbs are very walkable and I love love love that. I lived in the inner north and could walk into the CBD to do whatever.

In terms of culture things I think Melbourne is the most international of Aus's capitals in that it has a lot of different people but also that there's a lot open late. Sydney probably can and will make the same claim. But that's it. The rest of Aus is a country town. Major shops will probably close 5.30 or six mon to wed but there's plenty of stuff that's open later. You can always find a bar* or 8. There's plenty of different cuisines in gourmet or fast food dining. There's a cafe in the CBD that's open 24 hours where I can sit outside and have a pot of green tea WHENEVER I WANT. Bookstores open til 10pm. There are lots of events throughout the year and lots of cultural institutions to visit on a whim for free! Some are paid also obvi but I find it difficult to be bored when I can go to the museum to see taxidermy or the NGV for art for free whenever. I am a zoo member which means I get to hang out in a beautiful park/garden which creatures for free whenever I want. Again as you go out further this becomes less true. Fringe cities at the ends of train lines are likely to have what you need to live but less fun activities less often. Not nothing though!

Melbournians really do love wearing black. Especially in winter. They also love strategic Grey. I thought people were exaggerating until I left. A head to toe black outfit is uncommon enough to be remarkable where I live now. Even in a regular boring office where people wear very muted colours I'm the only one who does it. There is no functional difference between the a mourning outfit and one of a Melbournian. it's common wear sneakers with a lot of seemingly formal or corporate outfits, but not thongs with jeans. That's some weird Sydney nonsense.

Being around the bay there's plenty of places to swim in summer! Most of the bay is bordered by beach, most famous and reachable from the city is St Kilda beach. Which is excellent and beyond reproach if you're not Australian and 'fine' if you are. Traveling down towards Mornington Peninsula they get better. 5km makes a difference to the grain of the sand. Some are more fine, can get more coarse and shelly as well. Never stony. Only a little bit of seaweed here and there.

There are parks in the heart of the city (nothing huge like Hyde though) and little wildlife corridors or reserves in most suburbs but it's not an especially Nature city. It's only one hour by train and bus or by car to the Dandenongs (a low mountain range, not to be confused with hugely underated immigrant suburb of Dandenong in melb) though which have cool temperate rainforest national park, lots of gardens (huuuuuge rhododendron garden up there), little b&bs, english style cafes (miss Marples in Olinda is the most famous) and lots of walking and biking. I say one hour but Melbourne as an area reaches right to the base of the range, which is why you can get a bus from the shops. There are national parks that are native woodland or grasslands closer to the heart of the city but these are less special to me because that's the standard nature I see every day of my life. There's a pink lake in south melb which is fun. But I love tree ferns and fresh damp dirt and the tallest flowering trees in the world!!

If you have more specific Q's feel free to ask. I am a city gal at heart but did live rurally originally and frequently do short stays (2 weeks to a month) in rural or remote areas so I am used to comparing amenities and connectivity.

*Melbourne has regular bars but also is very big on rooftop bars. Sydney has some, but other cities hear rooftop bar and think 'bar inside but with views or on top floor of building. Probably formal'. Melbourne roof top bars are on the roof. In the open air (maybe some shade sail) and it's very much a casual thing. Jugs of beer or sangria, chips, feels like a good barbeque rather than a refined cocktail bar. Those are often in basements.

[greaseonmymouth]

i am perhaps several years (and books*) late to this but I've been wondering where the hell does Carl live. I put him in Brøndby in my latest fic** based on nothing but the vibes of his terraced house as seen in the films - a common type of house in suburbs of Copenhagen and considering the colour of the wood and bricks inside the house it's probably one of those solidly built mid-century brick houses rather than a modern one with cement and cladding - and for some reason I couldn't put my finger on, this particular one gave me a Vestegnen vibe rather than a, say, Amager vibe or Nordsjælland vibe idk. so I went with Brøndby

and now I think? I might have been right??

I was rewatching Kvinden i Buret again, as you do, and at the start of he film as the intro credits roll, we see Carl commute in on the S-train. as the train pulls away we see it's a Linje B train (that green square on the back of the train is the Linje B marker). (Copenhagen central station, KBH H, is a mere 6 minute walk from politigården.)

the interior view of the train, which I do not have a screenshot of because I kept getting a black screen for some stupid reason, shows the stops in the background but it's too blurry to make out where on the line he is so he could be coming in from the north rather than the west, but I'm choosing to believe he came from the west. he could be as far out as Albertslund but I think Brøndby is a better fit for like...his general vibe. he just doesn't seem like somebody who'd enjoy living in a snobby area, lol.

depending on where he lives in Brøndby his stop would either be Glostrup, Brøndbyøster (both Linje B) or Brøndby Strand (Linje A), but since he came in on Linje B and not Linje A (blue) and since Brøndby Strand is more of a villakvarter type area I think somewhere along the west end of Linje B makes sense. i mean he could also have been dissociating on the platform for long enough that his Linje A train has left and the next Linje B train has pulled in instead, but I don't think that's very likely

*haven't read them

**for those who don't know: Assad's argument that it's easier to get to work from Nørrebro is absolute garbage, or at least it was up until 2019! the s-train commute from Glostrup to KBH H is like 20 minutes direct but from Nørrebro you had to take 1-2 buses to get into KBH H and either way it would take you at least 30 minutes. unless you cycle, in which case you can make it in like 15 minutes, but neither Carl nor Assad strike me as cycle commuters so moot point, and driving to work when you live and work that centrally is just fucking stupid, neither of them seems to have a car either (the car they are using in the film seems to be a 'company car' even though it doesn't have yellow plates). in September 2019 the new Metro ring (Cityringen) opened which does have a direct line through Nørrebro and into KBH H and also takes about 20 minutes. in-fic by the time Assad makes that argument, I am reckoning the timeline of him convincing Carl to move in with him is in the second half of 2019, so he's right, but he also had to time his argument very very carefully lmao

[prettymunchkin]

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