#Mink does the same exact things

[cameleonvermillon]

Not to gush about his route for the millionth time but ouuuugh I looooove how despite wanting to get away from the yakuza and wanting nothing to do with that life, Koujaku feels like he almost embraces that lifestyle

leading his own gang, mobilizing them in service of his goals, working with corrupt cops, and almost all conflict leads to him getting violent

You can take the man out of the yakuza but you can't take the yakuza out of the man

[a-minke-whales-tale]

Whale Suit Thermal Considerations

One important consideration in the engineering of a whale suit which would allow me to swim is thermal management: how do we properly maintain temperature of the human body within the suit. If the heat flux is too high, then hypothermia is inevitable, too low, and overheating will occur.

First, how much heat energy do I produce? One thing to note is that metabolic activity is not constant throughout the day. Using METs (Metabolic Equivalent of Tank).

There is some dispute over the exact formula for METs, as well as if rest is 1 MET as defined, or is actually closer to 0,95. Using the equation kcal = weight * METs * time(hr), we can estimate roughly how many kilocalories are expended in a given timeframe. 'q' or heat flux is estimated using a Schlich Approximation of 1,7m2. When compared to other values this does produce a higher result at a rest than a RMR (resting metabolic rate) calculator, with a difference of around 10-20%. One thing to note is that the estimations of METs are guesses based off given data of walking humans. It is uncertain what amount of energy would actually be produced for a given swim speed, this will have to be measured at some point in the future, it is however likely the project would go through multiple full body suits before having one suitable.

Note that heat from the sun will be ignored for this as A) much of a whales time would be spent under water and so the amount of time in direct sunlight is minimal and B) even when surfaced the sun is going to do much more work heating up the water that nearly the whole body would be submerged in.

Second, what means do we have to remove heat? There are two realistically, the expulsion of air combined with evaporation of the tongue (this is how a dog cools down), or convection and conduction with the sea. Humans are not designed to cool via their tongue and the energy losses from heating of air is negligible (~1,5W). Taking this then the primary means of cooling is surface cooling. In order to cool at the surface the heat must first conduct from the body, through the silicone, and then convect into the surrounding water. In this case as the skin and the silicone are in direct contact with each other and so are the same temperature.

Using these sets of equations we can define the heat transfer in any part of the system.

In this system only a few things are really controllable: delta T (that is the temperature difference between the surface skin and the sea), the thickness of the skin, velocity, and conductivity. A sea temperature of 10 C (roughly the temperature captive Orca are kept at) was initially selected however this was later increased to 15 C as the resting skin temperature would become uncomfortably cold. This is, conveniently, a temperature more suited to Minke whales as will be seen at the end of this post.

Base silicone has a conductivity of roughly 0,16 W/mK and produces the following result.

Note that here the thickness is quite thin, roughly 16 millimetres. This thickness really is not suitable for making a human body into sufficiently whale shaped. Also take note that though heat transfer coefficient of convection (h) is much much larger than that of conduction (k). This means the value of U is almost entirely dominated solely by conduction such that speed is not a variable we can meaningfully use to control temperature.

Silicone can however have a number of fillers incorporated into it. Google will note that the maximum conduction of a filled silicone is 0,4 W/mK, however other papers using carbon nanoparticles not values of up to 8,4 W/mK. In this case a maximum value of 1 W/mK was selected. Significantly higher values can be achieved, however this will result in significantly thicker segments which would be harder to deform and the nanoparticles are likely to somewhat disrupt the elastomer structure creating essentially billions of tiny fractures in the system which could accelerate a fatigue failure.

As thickness and conduction are effectively fixed once a part is built, the only means to control rate of heat expulsion is to adjust the skin temperature. At a normal Minke travel speed of around 5kph this should produce a skin temperature in the range of 30-31 degrees in most places which should be comfortable. However at higher swimming speeds than 10kph it is likely I would overheat quite quickly without a good means to cool down. Fortunately the body is able to move blood around to allow for that variation of skin temperature, however it is likely that some places like the arms will want an increased conductivity over the standard q value to allow for the body to more effectively cool itself. Even so, without some sort of active cooling such as a variable geometry from ram pressure, any sustained high energy expenditure is likely to lead to overheating. This would be a significant problem if in the wild as I would be effectively unable to flee from Orca as chases generally last multiple hours at high speeds, though to be honest given my current body configuration, even in a hydrodynamic suit it is unlikely I would escape Orca regardless.

Out of curiosity I did plot out what a suitable migration pattern might look like for myself if indeed somehow I could survive in the sea, and do so for an extended period in which I would maintain in 15 degree water.

The blue dotted line would represent a more pelagic route, one realistically more likely to be taken by other whales. The purple is a more littoral route mainly that it would make navigation easier following the coast with fewer large sea crossings, though it is of course much longer and passes through much more crowded shipping areas. It would also be possible to go all the way to Norway however this would represent another large sea crossing, and it would likely significantly increase the energy expenditure of the trip nearly doubling the length of the migration and cutting time much more closely during the summer months.

This curiously maps very well to Minke migration patterns in both location and time.

The Spain to Scotland route is one of a number of possible migration solutions. There exist similar options in the west north Atlantic, as well as the north Pacific. However the Europe route generally offers the lowest temperature gradient in position and time reducing the likelihood of thermal problems. There are some Southern routes, however these generally have even greater gradients. There is one exception to this which is Tasmania for which the temperatures are regularly quite stable, however, [dwarf] Minke Whales are not commonly seen there. But there may be a resident group of Pygmy Right Whales, for which we have quite little information on, and in truth, though I depict myself as a North Atlantic Minke Whale, I do not honestly know if that is accurate owing to the lack of available information on Pygmy Right Whales (and for that matter Minke Whales).

In any likelihood my return to the water would not be to a sea, but to a tank. However seeing that, if indeed somehow I could survive out there, there are places with other whales I could go and be with, does bring to me some amount of comfort. It also more importantly confirms that it should be feasible to passively manage the heat in such a whalesuit and is a step further in being able to fix what was done to me, so that someday I may return to the water and swim forever.

~Kala

[leakedexperience]

Leaked Experience here! H.C. has been working on the rewritten version of her Saint Tail analysis (she was insistent that she didn't want to start on the revision until after the retranslation project was fully wrapped up, so she was only able to start around last month), but in the meantime, both of us are still huge magical girl and phantom thief fans, so recent events got us to take a look at Stellar Witch LIP☆S by Kagami Hana and Ichi Kotoko, another phantom thief/magical girl manga in the Saint Tail/Jeanne lineage but from as recent as 2019 (!!).

We don't plan on posting a detailed review at the moment, but it was definitely very enjoyable as an addition to the magical girl catalog, especially those who like the Tokyo Mew Mew style of team building. It also is a good mix of being consciously aware of its predecessors (Cat's Eye, Saint Tail, Jeanne, etc.) while having original ideas of its own. If there's any major criticism to be had, H.C. felt that 20 chapters weren't quite enough to flesh out everything it clearly wanted to and wistfully feels it could have made a great anime adaptation that could expand on it further. (We're both aware of how brutally competitive the manga serialization field is, so we don't hold it against the series.)

But the part that really made H.C. double over laughing was this:

(spoilers for both LIP☆S and Saint Tail below)

In a chapter titled "My True Self" (本当のわたし)? Using "come [be caught] quietly" (おとなしく捕かまれ) in a play on the word's vague borderline between capturing and protectiveness? With the motif of "I wanted to know more about you"? Even using the exact same art composition angles?

Saint Tail's ending is so famous among Japanese long-time shoujo manga fans that we're sure it's meant as a direct invocation of its predecessor rather than trying to rip it off or anything, but H.C. just couldn't help laughing over how incredibly unsubtle it was. "It's like we just spedrun the entirety of Saint Tail's second half in one chapter!"

(If you really want to poke further, the entire subplot between Miku, Ryusei, and Ray does have a bit of Tachikawa sensibility, but that might be closer to Mink than it is Saint Tail, so it's too much of a digression at this point.)

Anyway, good series. It's also available in English right now -- we can't comment too much on the translation since we were working with the Japanese version, but the previews look very good, so people who are into any of the relevant genres should definitely check it out~ Both of us are a little sad about how often people will say there's a drought of classic-style magical girl series while things like this will go completely under the radar (we're probably going to have an article about that on the site sometime this year), so while we understand it's a bit hard to commit to Kodansha USA releases when they're not on any manga streaming service, we do think this one's worth at least a look. 👍

[golleecosmetics]

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[penistrite]

@angelofthemornings

Oh god this is going to be a long explanation, sorry:

So, part of it is that many of the BLVNs available in English, for the longest time, were "squicky" games, and to an extent that's still true. Some of the earliest games translated include Enzai Falsely Accused, Absolute Obedience, that one about the dude and his sister who is a decapitated head I forgot the name of, and similar games. I suspect these got more popular/controversial than other, less fucked up games, so more of them got translated. And that's not to say I dislike Hadaka Shitsuji, or Room No 9, of any of Nitro+CHiRAL's games, or any of the other games getting released in English, I fucking love them all, but a lot of what's actually getting translated does tend to be darker and edgier. Part of it is general fatigue, I think, for the blood and gore, as well as not really having a whole lot of pure wholesome gay boy fun.

(also see: colorism runs deep in these games, and it's kind of awful, obviously no one likes that, esp in regards to Mink and Mizuki in DRAMAtical Murder)

However, a much more notable part of the backlash and people making their own BLVNs without blackjack or hookers is, quite frankly, misogyny and racism. There's this idea that BL should only be for the LGBT community that's sort of pervaded many of the spaces I've been in, and people finger-wagging straight women "fetishizing" gay men. Aside from the fact BL as a genre in Japan was influenced heavily by a woman whose works explore the relationships between men with regards to misogyny and homophobia, the fact of the matter is that... Most the women I've met in BL spaces are queer in some way? Like, the vast majority of people complaining about it are taking a handful of people and using it as an excuse to bar all women who they perceive as "not queer enough", or really anyone they perceive as a woman.

So, by making their own games, they hope to cultivate a space that only has other queer people who agree with them, which isn't a bad thing. But most of these people are discourse-poisoned from being on Tumblr for an extended period of time. They don't realize that to make something, and to make it well, they need to have at least some love for it. Spite is simply not enough to make a piece of art, and most teams only brought together by spite end up failing to make anything. (Immediate example are the games that tried to be a a better Yandere Simulator because Yandev is kind of shit, but pretty much everyone was only there out of spite and most the teams ended up fracturing. I'm not sure a single one of those games made by people who wanted to "fix" Yandere Simulator ever got completed.)

If the team behind a game somehow doesn't fracture, or if the single person actually manages to make a game completely out of spite, then that leads to them hating their fandoms. Because realistically, you will never completely only hit your target audience of "people your age with the exact same opinions and the same experience of queerness". There's going to be people who find it and like it despite not being the only target audience. And they fucking hate that I think lol.

Reminded, once again, why I don't play OEVNs very often lol

[more-than-a-gentleman]

Just a personal thought: nothing major

I don’t know why but every once in a while I get the feeling that Carrot connects Sanji and Nami somehow and that Pedro and Wanda kinda insinuates that in a way...

But of course Disclaimer: I am not suggesting that Oda might be thinking this or that this might actually be a thing. It is just a personal thought nothing more. I feel like I need to stress that.

So if you completely disagree that is 100% fine with me I am not trying to convince anybody to begin with...

While Carrot was on Zou when we first met her, she was strongly linked to two minks: Pedro and Wanda.

She was heavily linked with Wanda. She was a ruler’s bird just like her. She got scolded by her many times. She was there to fight with her as a partner. And when she snuck out of Zou to get Sanji back, Wanda spoke about her in a way that does not suggest that she thinks of her as a friend but more so as a big sister or a mother of sorts. And in Wano, she got into the same mission with Wanda at the beginning of the arc.

What we saw from Carrot and Pedro is that he was her mentor. He taught her how to fight, he was there for her. We dont know about her real family but Pedro gave the vibe of being either a Father figure or a big brother. She even mentions to Pedro how if she went back Wanda will get mad at her. When she said she wanted to work Pedro seemed to be proud of her. And when he died, she was the main focus by him uttering his last will to her.

On Zou, the first mink we meet is the chipmunk girl, but the first two Major minks that play a bigger role later on are Pedro and Wanda. And we also saw from a flashback that Wanda and Pedro go way back. I don’t know their relationship but I thought it was important to mention it here.

But then Carrot decides to get Sanji back, and she gets moments with 3 characters: ChoBro, Nami and Sanji

So Chopper is big brother huh....

It seems as though Carrot is getting closer and closer to Nami. We have the moment where the get similar clothes at the same time. Nami witnessed Carrot’s worst moment with Pedro and took immediate action. And after WCI, after her mission with Wanda, she gets onto another mission but this time with Nami. I believe they fought together as well in the seducing woods and in the war.

Now this moment was probably the most important spotlight for Carrot’s character besides her Sulong moment. Her and Sanji exchange a really emotional moment in relation to Pedro. It is not that big, but we saw Sanji protecting her from Daifuku’s Genie, the reason I added it is because it was just.... there... it led to nothing I thought that was weird...

Now, I want to show somethings that might strengthen this observation:

Wanda was literally called Nami-dog at the very start by Ussop because she was wearing Nami’s clothes. Wanda loves all the strawhats of course and mainly the Guruwaras because they were the ones actually present to save them. But it seems like she is more connected to Nami the most. The first powerful moment between the minks and the gurawaras was Nami and Wanda. They exchanged clothes, got really close and before they left she made sure to give her farewells to Nami.

Note: Nami is always referenced to as a Cat. So why would she be represented as the exact opposite as a dog? Well, don’t you think that Nami in Zou/WCI was more of a dog than a cat? Dogs are more emotional driven than Cats, and we saw from Wanda the she was all about emotions through and through. And Nami in WCI was the exact opposite of what she always is. She was emotion driven, absent minded on certain things and naive.

Transitioning into Sanji and Pedro:

Pedro was the first mink to interact with Sanji. He formed an almost instant respect for Sanji after they were saved. He told Luffy that he knows that Sanji is a really nice and a good guy. He wanted to save Sanji even if it meant he would go back to the place that was basically hell to him. And after he died, we saw Sanji in deep thought and I believe that Oda did not just put that there for no reason. (We might see a Sanji vs Perospero in Wano.... maybe). He took Sanji’s place of getting into a covert mission with Brook, and basically filled in Sanji’s place once he joined the “get-Sanji-back” team.

Note: This time I think Pedro represented Sanji completely. Visually: He is blonde, covers one eye with his hair and is a smoker. Figuratively: He is a cheetah/leopard and they are known mostly for their speed. He took on Sanji’s place (like I said before) in being a tactical. And at the end, just like Sanji was the sacrifice the first half of WCI, Pedro was ultimately the sacrifice. He also had this mysterious vibe to him just as Sanji was at the start of the arc.

How about some Sanji, Nami and Carrot moments? Are there any? Plenty...

- She seems to enjoy Sanji and Nami interactions

- She was drawn closer to Sanji and Nami’s bridal carry than Chopper was.

- In Wano, she seems to be drawn to Sanji and Nami most of her screen time.

- She was highlighted by having a conversation with Nami about Sanji going alone.

- And was also highlighted to be present with Nami the moment Sanji returned

And this moment might be either a hidden gem or nothing at all.... I dont know:

Now not only does she call Chopper big brother, but as we know the Strawhats are sometimes refered to or considered a family. Like chapter 979 is called “Family Problems” or even in SBS(s). And slowly but surely Carrot seems to blend in with the strawhats since the start of WCI:

All that is left for Carrot now is to join the crew like many have speculated. I feel like at the end of Wano multiple people will join. And I really hope Carrot does, and she will not feel homesick since Sanji and Nami are basically Pedro and Wanda stand-ins at this point.

Also, aren’t those three the only ones to be strongly connected to food? Sanji = Eggplant, Nami = Mikan, Carrot = well duh carrots😂(little food family right there)

REMEMBER: This is just my personal opinion. I am not trying to convince anybody. I will be a bit disappointed if it did not happen but at the same time I am not expecting much since I am not making a headcanon out of it.

Just thought this might have something behind it.... that is all.

[shantalangel]

Stories written on the wall of one of the rooms in the game Armikrog.

It’s about everything happened before the game, P’s parents life, how they met and how she appeared.

Reading sequence:

The Blank Miner. Part 1

The Blank Miner. Part 2

Tools, Weapons, Food, Plants, Medicine, Magic and Pets

A Meeting in the Woods

Punishment and Crime. Part 1

Punishment and Crime. Part 2

Punishment and Crime. Part 3

Desperation

Punishment and Crime. Part 2

Meva lead us to a narrow canyon, where walls stood adorned with strange carvings I could not decipher. Every angle was perfect and the walls were smooth as glass. I realized that the canyon had not been formed naturally. The canyon walls had been carved by the Dronk.

We came to a circle of polished white stones inlaid into the floor. Meva said that in order for us to see the Dronk, the stones must be stepped on in a precise pattern. Once this was done, the Dronk would come. Her grandfather had studied these stones and eventually discovered the pattern. The pattern had been taught to her when she was a child, as a sort of dance. She thought she was learning a kata or a family ritual. Not until much later did she realize it was the key to unlocking the Dronk's stones.

She completed the dance, and the final stone she stepped on sank into the ground two inches. I could hear the clinking of underground mechanisms as stone slid against stone. Spires of minerals covered in crystals sprouted from the ground in neat rows. Black, tangled orchards of petrified trees rose against the canyon walls. All was silent. We stood waiting for three hours. At one point, Meva pointed behind me, and I spun around to see three stone beings. They had a simple form, like a children's drawing. Their heads were huge rectangles with coarse holes cut clear through the head, allowing the light of the sky to shine through. Their bodies were rectangular stone. Their legs and arms were slabs.

Two Dronk pulled a third from a white stone monolith. They pulled out the body, setting it aside. Then they pulled out an arm and hung it on the body. This process continued until the third Dronk was completed.

"Do you see that, Tzurk? They're giving birth!" Meva whispered to me.

The newly formed Dronk was the same size as the other two, but he walked awkwardly, staggering as they guided his first steps. One of the Dronks used his finger to carve a symbol onto the new Dronk's forehead.

"You will hunt for us." He said. "Your name shall be Hunt."

When this was done, the Dronk turned to us. He welcomed Meva. He said he knew her, from long ago, when she had come to the valley with her grandfather. Meva bowed. The Dronk said he'd seen her as a baby, and he never forgot a bloodline. His name was Grel, he was the one who used the creation table and gave names.

Meva asked him if he could build a device for us to contain the heart of the mountain, and motioned for me to show him. Grel looked long and hard at the purple fuzz-ball, when I held it up to him.

Then he said, "We have no use for this, because we cannot die, but this has been hunted for by mortals for as long as time has spun. Everyone who found it before you, was either killed or vanished."

"Does this mean I will die also, or was I meant to have it?" I asked.

"Neither or both." Grel replied.

He motioned for us to follow him to the monolith, which he called, the Skeev Table.

Grel stirred the shiny white surface of the monolith like it was liquid. It didn’t move at all like solid rock. After a moment, he drew out a device that had an open hatch and two hinged arms on either side. Taking the purple fuzz-ball from me, he placed it in the top compartment and snapped the lid shut. Drel handed the device back to me, "These mechanical arms can pull the soul from one thing and hold it temporarily in the machine or transfer it into another object or body."

Grel put the corner of his stone head on Meva’s hand as if to kiss it. "Visit us again, Meva. Now go in peace."

Leaving Dronk

We left the Valley of the Dronk, and continued our trek to the cottage Quace had shown us on the map.

It was well off the main path, surrounded by thick woods; A much more inviting place to stay than the safe-house, and with no threat of turning into baby goats. The roof was tiled with bark shingles and the walls were of split logs. The front door was flanked by small windows.

Inside, the cottage was dry and warm. There was a rocking chair, a rug made of angora elephant, a framed bed, and a painting over the fireplace.

After dumping our packs on the bed, we went outside and explored the area around the cabin. Not far off, there was a grove of wild Mink-Mer trees. Their branches hung low from the weight of the fruit on them. I plucked one and we shared it, the sugary juice running down our chins.

To the south, a stream trickled down from nearby mountain peaks, run off from the thawing snows many miles above us.

I've looked back on our time in that cabin, and longed to return to those memories. It was the best time of our life. We were free from worry and concern, and our love continued to deepen. I can only think of one moment when it all went stink-bad.

The Baby Gardens

Meva went outside in the cool of the morning and paced off a large square field, then a second field in the shape of a giant circle. The square field was for boys, and the circular was for girls. By our custom it was mandatory to build both fields, and to decide which field would house the seed only after both were complete. Some couples demanded only males. Some demanded only females. Some demanded the exact same amount of each sex. Some decided to plant all of the offspring in one season. Still others chose not to plant any seed at all.

We had long walks around the two fields, Meva gleaning every weed from the area so that it looked pristine. All rocks and pebbles were moved to the outskirts of the fields, making an accidental sweeping rock path around them. She set up boarder markers of stick then drew a string taught between them. We gathered smaller sticks and placed them along the string to mark the border. She sang a song about the family inside the border, and how one day they would meet the family outside the border. The land was rich for reproduction.

It came time to plant. I exhaled, and a small sack lowered from the bottom of my torso. Where I am from, the sacks have three black marks on them; two of them look like circles for eyes and one mark below looks like a smile. Inside of the sack contains any number of seeds from one to ninety-nine. We are forbidden from checking the count of seeds in the sack, so the day of planting is always a surprise.

The next part of the planting ritual is up to Meva. She pokes her finger into the "right eye" mark of the sack, and the line that looks like a mouth opens up and says, "YAAAARRR!" then the number of seeds we are to plant that day come out of the mouth. In our case, one seed came out and landed in Meva’s open hand. Next she was to choose which field would receive the seed. Would it be the square field or the circular field? But before she could make her choice, something terrible happened. The seed withered in her hand and blew apart in a puff of smoke.

Shock came over Meva’s face as she considered the seed obliteration in her hand. She looked up at me to see how I would respond. I was not sure how to act. The first thing that came to mind was what people would call her from now on, "Obliterator." I pushed that word out of my mind because-- OBLITERATOR. No! Not Meva! She would not be known as an obliterator! It is true that other obliterators who did not want to be known by that name often claimed that they never tried to have children in the first place. But that was hard to do for the couples who more publicly built their square and circle fields in thickly populated areas. Sometimes the husband took the blame, claiming that no seed was ever produced from the sack in the first place. He would be known as "Seedless." That is a name so shameful that we would shout that curse to our enemies on the other side of the battlefield, "Seedless! Seedless! Seedless!"

Meva wept in my arms, and said I could leave and find another female. I told her that I would rather be married to even an obliterator than any non-Meva female!

She had the desperate idea to use the soul transfer device to put her into the body of a viable female, but the idea was wrought with difficulties. The first would be to find a female who wanted to be pulled from her body into Meva’s. Why would a female want to be removed from her own body? Perhaps if she had an incurable disease! If she was going to die anyway, she would want to switch bodies with Meva, then Meva could bring us a baby, and we could figure out something else to do with her incurable disease. Perhaps I could build her a mechanical body in which to house her soul in case of an emergency.

Meva was willing to do this, but I did not like the idea of using the soul transfer machine lightly. It was for emergencies, and it needed much more experimentation before we knew the limits of its power. I was not sure how trustworthy the housing device we got from the rock people would be. What would happen if the device failed? What would happen if the device killed the purple fuzz-ball in the middle of a soul transfer? I assumed the body would be obliterated, and the soul could be cast into the air, a homeless ghost in search of a body! No! Experimenting on Meva would not do! She was already sad enough by not being able to bring us children.

We did not turn the two fields under, but we did not keep nature from claiming the ground for the forest again. Trees grew in those fields, male trees where the square was and female trees where the circle field used to be. Rocks tumbled back over the ground, male rocks where the square field used to be and female rocks where the circle used to be. The weeds came.

Meva and I never brought up what happened in those two fields again.

Artism

Five years passed, and we had thoroughly researched the soul transfer device. I took most of the notes, and Meva formally put everything in her secret journal. We concluded our experiments, having grown weary of research, and put the soul transfer device in storage under the bed.

With the diversion of research over, I noticed Meva spent long hours staring out the window. She was looking at the baby gardens, now barely visible under a thick patch of weeds.

One day, Meva went outside to draw shapes in the soil using sticks. She told me it was a new art theory she was working on called Drawshapism. Then she pushed sticks into the ground and call it Stickism.

Not to be outdone, I piled rocks up in front of our cabin and called it Rockism.

Soon her stick artworks began to fill the yard, leaving little room for my rock expressions. With no place left on our property to properly display my art, I decided to pioneer a new undiscovered genre of fine art. I plucked pinecones from the surrounding trees and re-hung them from the branches. I called it Pineconeism.

Meva thought I was mocking her art. I asked her why she didn't think I was just mocking Rockism. She claimed intuition. She said that Pineconeism was redundant and derivative, which infuriated me.

Out of spite, I tied the pinecones onto the exact place from where I plucked them, inciting more criticism from Meva. She said she couldn't tell if the pinecones were growing naturally from the tree, or if I had plucked and tied them back onto the branch. I feigned offense and yelled, "You do not have an eye for art or you would recognize Pineconism when you saw it!"

She declared a new form of Pineconism, where the artist did not pluck the pinecone from the branch and retie it before declaring it a work of art. I thought this was obviously silly, and said as much. She yelled, "You are just jealous of my superior form of expression, Tzurk! You know that I have discovered an authentic movement known as Pineconism!"

"You are not even making art, Meva!" I yelled. "What you are doing is called NATURE, not art!"

She glared at me, "That is what all stupid people said about great art when it was first discovered! They did not have the mind to understand such things. I am shocked to know that you are one of those people!"

I pointed to the ground, "Fine! I just discovered Groundism! It is when the ground is just the ground. In fact, the whole world is already my work of art because it is all covered with the ground. I will sign my name to the world."

I snapped a stick from the ground, and signed my name to the ground.

Meva’s face turned red with anger, "You just broke off one of my stickist artworks!"

"Well, there weren’t any other sticks I could use to sign my name!" I shouted back, "Someone picked them all and stuck them into the ground!"

That night, Meva moved out of our bed and set up a pile of clothes to sleep on in the corner. I saw the stupidity of our fight and said so. But she would not talk to me, and would not return to our bed.

That night I did not sleep. When we slept together, I rested my hand on her hip. The empty space she left in the bed was haunting. I kept looking over at Meva in the corner, and could not believe I acted so stupid to her. I realized that she was really trying to be an artist. She needed to create. She hadn't started Stickism to spite me. She was expressing herself. I was the fraud. I was the one acting in spite.

That lonely bed was a warning that if I continued to disrespect my treasured wife, I may just end up alone… forever.

The next morning, I saw her stirring, so I went and lay down beside her. I apologized to her and admitted my spite.

She held up her hand to quiet me. "I curse my love of art. I put it before you. I forgive you, but I don’t want to pursue Stickism or my fraudulent form of Pineconism anymore."

She took my hand and placed it on her hip. She said, "I have a new form of art. I call it Tzurkism, and I will only ever be a Tzurkist!"

"And I am a Mevaist. I will only be obsessed with Mevaism forever!"

Research

I threw myself into the study of the soul transfer machine. Meva documented everything in a secret journal (Undisclosed location. Trust me, don’t even bother trying). When I first turned the machine on, we could feel it drawing power from the surrounding environment. If we used it too often, the surrounding trees would droop from exhaustion and the grass would lose its color. Though we didn't feel anything, it was my suspicion that the soul transfer machine could even be drawing its power from Meva and I.

With the use of some handmade baskets and some string, I was able to trap small spirds on which to experiment. We always had a few in cages along the back wall of our cabin, and took them outside when weather permitted. The first specimen I caught was an adult spird that looked healthy. We called him "Specimen A". I put him in one of the transfer machine’s claws, and had the other claw touching a rock. This was to emulate my first experience in the blank mines when I touched the purple fuzz-ball and went into the mountain.

I pushed the button to power the device, and it began to hum. Then, with a flip of a switch, Specimen A went suddenly limp, and the soul transfer machine cut its own power. Meva pushed her fingers through Specimen A’s feathers, feeling for a pulse. But there was none to be found.

We inspected the rock. I picked it up and held it up to my face. It was cooler than room temperature, but there were no visible signs that anything was different.

"If you are in there, little spird, hold on tight and we will bring you back to your body!" I said.

The claw of the machine was, once again, attached to the rock. The claw on Specimen A remained and we turned the machine on. With a flip of the switch, the spird sprang back to life. It's head snapped up, and it's feet clenched. We kept Speciman A in a cage just long enough to make sure there were no lasting side effects. Later that spring, we set Specimen A loose, and he built a nest in a tree that grew from what used to be our circular field.

It was not clear exactly what happened in the event of soul transfer. We were not sure if the soul got extracted from the body, and that caused the heart to stop, or if the soul transfer stopped the body’s heart, which released the soul to be transferred.

[anubislover]

Not So Easily Replaced

(Ikkaku is pissed at how idiotic her crew has been while on Amazon Lily, so she does what she's always done - vents about it to Law to let off some steam. Unfortunately, when an argument breaks out between them, she's left to wonder if she's really appreciated by her nakama)

“Ugh!” Ikkaku growled, stomping into Law’s office with his second afternoon coffee and a selection of onigiri on a tray. Normally lunch delivery wasn’t her job, but since all the men had been “too busy” fawning over the women of Amazon Lily outside, the menial task had fallen to her; otherwise their workaholic captain wouldn’t eat. “I swear, Boss, if we don’t set sail soon, I’m going to strangle every guy on board!”

“Hmmm,” Law grunted absently as he poured over his notes. Ikkaku didn’t hold his monosyllabic response against him—he’d spent the past few days fixing up that Straw Hat kid and the Fishman. On top of that, the extensive treatments had basically depleted their medical supplies, Straw Hat’s freak-out upon waking up had wrecked more than half the operatory, and the Kuja had been pretty stingy with letting them replenish their food and water from the island, so she was sure he had plenty on his mind. The dark bags under his eyes attested to that.

That didn’t mean she wasn’t going to vent, though. Honestly, if she didn’t, she’d probably snap and end up going on a killing spree or something. Only Bepo and Law would be spared; the Mink had no interest in human women and thus hadn’t been an obnoxious Neanderthal, and Law had been too focused on keeping his patients and crew alive to drool over Boa Hancock.

Hell, when her captain was like this, Ikkaku could literally say anything and he wouldn’t even register it. It took a lot to snap Law out of his thoughts, and he’d never really seemed to mind when she ranted at him to let off steam. Mainly because once she was done, she was usually calm enough to take care of the situation herself, leaving Law in peace and with a non-murdered crew. A happy engineer made for a happy submarine, after all.

Setting the coffee and onigiri down onto the desk, Ikkaku continued, “They act like they’ve never seen a hot chick in their lives. I mean, what am I, chopped liver? They should be thanking the gods that they get to look at my gorgeous face every damn day!” The statement was accompanied by a dramatic toss of her curly hair. When Ikkaku felt strongly about something, she tended to gesticulate a lot, and this was no exception.

“Uh huh.”

She leaned against the edge of Law’s desk, hands waving about as she ranted. “Not that I want them to start lusting after me, but it hurts a girl’s pride, ya know? They could at least acknowledge what a hot piece of ass I am instead of acting like I’m some ugly hag.” She clenched her fist as she recalled how, just that morning, Shachi and Clione had basically given a lecture to the whole crew over breakfast about the superior physique the Kuja displayed compared to the average woman. There had been charts and everything, and to her dismay the silhouette for the “average” woman looked suspiciously like her.

“And that’s not the end of it!” she rambled on, smacking her hand against the desk for emphasis. “When I’m not ignored or insulted, they try to convince me to go out into the jungle to talk to the Kuja for them! I mean, I’m probably the one least likely to be killed outright, but it’s not guaranteed! They might fill me with arrows just for being affiliated with men! Are they really willing to risk my life like that?”

Her question didn’t get an answer—not because Law wasn’t paying attention, but because at that moment, her emotive gesticulating accidentally smacked her wrist into his coffee mug, knocking it over.

“Mother fucker!” Law shouted, scalding coffee spilling all over his crotch and papers.

“Oh my god, Law, I’m so sorry—”

“Will you shut up?!” he snapped, grabbing his nearby lab coat to frantically soak up the scalding coffee that had spilled across his crotch. “Don’t just stand there—get some towels!”

Nodding mutely, she ran to the en-suite bathroom and snatched up every towel she could find in the cupboard. “Here,” she said, trying to hand them to him so he could clean himself up.

“My desk, damn it! Save my notes!”

Immediately she swept the pile furthest from the spill to the floor and began patting down the desk, but she knew it was already too late; the coffee had completely soaked through several of the papers that had been strewn across the stainless steel surface.

“Law, really, I’m so sorry!” she apologized hoarsely, flinching as he turned the full force of his sleep-deprived glare upon her.

“Maybe if you’d fucking been watching what you were doing instead of ranting on and on, none of this would have happened!” he shouted, well and truly pissed. Not that she blamed him—a week’s worth of important medical and inventory notes was now a brown, sopping mess. On top of that, first-degree crotch burns would sour anyone’s mood, especially when they were only running on an average of three hours of sleep.

“It’ll be ok,” she assured, assessing the damage. To an average person, the mess was a disaster, but while the charts and notes that had been in the immediate spill zone were soaked through and ruined, many of the others could be salvaged thanks to Law’s powers. “Just Room the coffee out of the papers—”

“Do you have any idea how much time and effort you just flushed down the toilet?” he snapped, even as the familiar blue bubble filled the office. Drops of coffee were pulled from the sheets of paper like magic, but to Ikkaku’s dismay, much of the ink left behind was still smudged beyond recognition. “You’re lucky that wasn’t Mugiwara-ya’s medical file you just destroyed!”

“Law, really, I’m sorry,” she said, trying to calm him down. Her usually chill captain was far more volatile when stressed and sleep-deprived. “It was a stupid accident on my part. I’ll help you rewrite all of this.”

“Hell no,” he growled, gold eyes narrowing furiously, the tendons in his thin neck tightening as he ground his teeth together. “The last thing I need is you going on another stupid rant and ruining my notes again. Get the fuck out—I’ve got more important things to do than listen to you bitch and moan about how the guys aren’t paying attention to you.”

“Tha—that’s not what I’m angry about at all!” she snapped.

“Then what is your fucking problem?!”

“My problem is that the guys were being jackasses and I’m not appreciated around here!”

“Well if you don’t like it, leave!”

Ikkaku’s back stiffened, each syllable cutting into her heart like Law’s sharpest scalpel. Those words…it was the exact same thing her old boss would say whenever she complained about her asshole coworkers’ creepy leers or “accidental” groping. The greasy old mechanic was a sexist pig, but still the only one in that shit port that had been willing to take her on as an apprentice. It had always been an unspoken threat—if she left, no one else would hire her, so she could kiss her dreams of becoming a world-class engineer good-bye.

Trafalgar Law had changed that with his offer to join the Heart Pirates.

And now he was telling her to leave, too. To give up her dream, her nakama, and her home because she wasn’t willing to put up with a little sexism.

As if he could replace her in a heartbeat.

The thought hurt more than expected. She’d worked her ass off aboard the Polar Tang. For five years she’d toiled in the heart of the engine room, maintaining every little piece. She kept the gears turning, the motors humming, and the propellers running. Just from sound and the slightest vibrations through the ship, she knew exactly what was wrong with the engine at any given time.

Ikkaku had never asked for praise or recognition for her hard work—it was just her job. But she was as knowledgeable about the mechanisms of the submarine as Law was of the human body. She had always assumed he’d quietly acknowledged this fact and respected her for it.

Clearly, she’d been wrong.

She nearly screamed all this at him, but before she could open her mouth, the blue light of Law’s Room encased her, and in a blink, she was out in the hall, the cabin door slamming shut in her face.

Knowing better than to try and force her way back into his quarters, Ikkaku instead stormed down the steel hallway, fists clenched and muttering furiously to herself. Maybe she would leave. March right up to Boa Hancock and ask to join the Kuja. That would show them! She didn’t need Law, or the Tang, or men at all! She’d get along just fine without those jerks! Sure, Amazon Lily didn’t have any of the high-tech machinery she was used to, and working for a shichibukai wasn’t exactly something she was thrilled about, but at least they’d appreciate her, right? She had other skills—she was a hell of a tattoo artist, and was a damn fine shot, and could kickbox, and…

Her pace slowed as her heart forced her brain to accept the truth—she didn’t want to leave. She’d go crazy without machines and engines to work on. And sure, she was no slouch in a fight, but the Kuja were warrior women trained from birth. Ikkaku would look like a total weakling next to them.

And no matter how much the crew pissed her off, she wouldn’t trade her nakama for anything. Sure, they could be thoughtless jerks sometimes, but they could also be really sweet. Bepo may not have been much for girl talk, but he was always willing to lend an ear if she needed companionship. Her fellow engineers, Malamute and Skua, were dependable and shared her love of machines. Shachi was always down to help her pull a prank, and when he wasn’t drooling over the Kuja, Penguin could be counted on to talk her through her problems.

As for Law…by this point, he was more like her big brother than her actual brothers had been. They shared a similar devious sense of humor, was discreet about any feminine issues she might have that, as the ship’s doctor, he was forced to deal with, and he’d even played wingman for her a few times at the taverns they’d stopped in.

Had she just ruined all of that? Was Law just angry, or had this been coming for a long time? Law had threatened to fire her plenty of times in the past, usually in response to her back sassing him, but he’d never been serious about it. This time had been different—he’d been legitimately pissed at her. Maybe those teasing threats hadn’t been jokes, but subtle warnings, and her ruining all those papers had simply been the straw to break the camel’s back?

Ikkaku was deep in thought, mentally going over every encounter she’d had with Law with a fine-toothed comb, searching for any clue whether he seriously thought she should leave, when she quite literally bumped into Bepo.

The Mink took in her flushed, angry expression and asked, “Are you ok, Ikkaku?”

Oddly enough, it was that simple, gentle question that shattered her composure like a bullet through a bone, and without even thinking she buried her face in his soft fur and just broke down crying. “He told me to leave, Bepo,” she sobbed, scared and hurt and frustrated. For all the grief her crewmates had given her and all the dangerous positions being a pirate had put her in, Ikkaku loved being a Heart. Where would she go? She’d never find another ship like the Polar Tang. Another crew like the Heart Pirates. Another captain like Trafalgar Law.

Bepo, though shocked that the normally fiery and confident engineer was using his fur as a tissue, didn’t say anything—he just carefully rubbed her back and hoped that letting her treat him like a massive teddy bear would calm her down enough to explain what had happened.

XXX

“Ok, real talk—has anyone noticed anything…different about Ikkaku lately?” Penguin asked as he sat down to lunch.

“You’d have to actually see her to notice something,” Shachi replied, brow furrowing. He glanced over at Uni, raising an eyebrow behind his sunglasses. “You been giving her stealth lessons or something?”

Uni frowned behind his bandana. “No, but she’s definitely avoiding us. It’s been a week since we left Amazon Lily, and I can count the number of times I’ve seen her on one hand.”

“Same,” Ermine said as they finished molding Law’s onigiri into the perfect triangles the captain liked. “I actually thought we left her behind for a minute—nearly asked Jean Bart to turn the ship around to get her.”

Malamute rubbed his chin, mouth twisting in concern. “Nah, she’s here, but she’s mad at us about something—barely leaves the engine room most days, and she basically refuses to talk to me and Skua.”

His fellow engineer nodded. “We thought it might just be her time of the month, but that ended over a week ago according to the calendar.”

“You guys keep track of her menstrual cycles?” Clione asked, weirded out. The rest of the crew wore similar expressions of disbelief and disapproval.

“Out of self-preservation!” Skua shouted defensively. “We’re in a hot, confined space where she has easy access to heavy tools—of course we wanna know when we should have emergency placating chocolate on-hand!”

“We tried the chocolate anyway, though,” Malamute added. “She just…waved it away and kept working.”

The cook’s frown deepened at that bit of information. “Ikkaku never turns down chocolate,” Ermine said, “and she hasn’t shown up to lunch, dinner, or breakfast all week.”

“She’s been eating, though, right?” Penguin asked, concerned. He didn’t care how mad she was; it was no excuse to skip out on meals. It was bad enough Law was an insomniac that got most of his nutrients through coffee and onigiri. It would be a cold day in hell before he would stand for an anorexic engineer.

A large, white paw shyly raised in the air as Bepo interjected, “I’ve been bringing her meals so she doesn’t have to come by the galley. She’s…wanted some time to herself.” He dropped his head gloomily. “Sorry.”

“But she’s talked to you?”

“Ummm, a little bit,” he muttered, twiddling his claws. After she’d stopped crying, Ikkaku had spilled her guts about everything—her issues with the crew, her argument with Law, and why his words had affected her so badly. Though sympathetic, Bepo was certain Law hadn’t meant his thoughtless words—underneath his casual persona, he cared deeply about his crew and would never let any of them go for such a silly reason.

At first, Bepo’d tried to get her to go back and talk to the captain, but she’d shot that down quickly—with the mood Law had been in, it would do nothing but start another argument. The Mink had hoped that, now that they were sailing away from Amazon Lily and Law wouldn’t have to worry about Straw Hat’s injuries anymore, they’d both cool down and the whole thing would blow over.

Unfortunately, the past week had proven otherwise. Ikkaku had taken to hiding deep in the bowels of the ship, and Law had been so focused on redoing all those notes and charts that he hadn’t left his quarters in days. Bepo wasn’t a Mink who liked confrontation, and he certainly didn’t want to choose sides between his oldest friend and his favorite engineer, so he’d relegated himself to supplying food to both parties, hoping one of them would finally get tired of the oppressive silence and breach the topic.

As the crew frantically gathered around him, hoping to finally have an answer to the Mystery of the Missing Engineer, Bepo began to wonder if he should have just locked both humans in an empty room and made them talk it out.

Not that such a plan would have been very effective with Law’s powers, but it was better than nothing.

“Talk, Bepo,” Shachi growled, pulling a flashlight out of his pocket and shining it directly into the bear’s black eyes like he was in an interrogation room. “What’s up with Ikkaku?”

“Why’s she hiding from us?” Clione interjected.

“Why are you the only one she’s talking to?” added Jude.

“Is she pregnant and going through weird mood swings or something?” Skua asked loudly.

Bepo blanched at that last one. “No, she…she’s just kind of upset about…how you all acted on Amazon Lily.”

Exasperated, Ermine rolled their eyes. “What, was she jealous about all the attention we gave Hancock’s crew?”

“No, but…you guys were really insensitive. Like, that presentation—”

“It was a joke!” Shachi defended, though a guilty blush rose to his cheeks.

“And asking her to venture into the jungle to talk to the women for you—”

“Hey, she was the only one who they wouldn’t kill on-sight!” Jude sulked.

“And then she had to bring Law his lunch because you were all too busy staring at the Kuja.”

“Wow. Having to do that one menial task must have been such an inconvenience,” Malamute scoffed.

At the back of the grumbling crowd, Jean Bart awkwardly rubbed the back of his head. He hadn’t been on the crew long, so he didn’t really think it was his place to get involved, but he had the feeling Ikkaku had taken whatever had been said and done a little more personally than they thought. “Look, regardless of how we feel, we should all apologize to her. I mean, I don’t know her great, but does she usually give the silent treatment for this long?”

“Well, no,” Clione stated, looking a bit nervous. “Typically, she yells at us and smacks us around a bit, or maybe pulls some embarrassing prank, but she’s never quiet.”

“So, what’s this mean?”

“It means this is serious.” Penguin frowned at Bepo, who was looking around anxiously as if hoping to escape. “Ok, spill. You’re the only one she’s talked to, and you clearly have a better idea of what’s going on than we do. What’s Ikkaku really upset about?”

The Mink hung his head sorrowfully. “Sorry.”

“Damn it, don’t apologize! Just tell us!”

“It’s just…”

“Are you guys bullying Bepo again?” came a voice from the doorway. The crew turned to find Law strolling into the galley, looking thinner and more exhausted than usual, but he was at least out of his room and among the living.

Still shining his flashlight in Bepo’s face, Shachi yelled, “Captain! You gotta help us—Ikkaku’s basically been AWOL all week and won’t talk to anyone, and Bepo won’t tell us why!”

Law plopped into his chair and grabbed an onigiri, scoffing as he took a large bite. “She bitched at me for a while about how you all were being sexist pigs. Figured she would have gotten over it by now.”

“She complained to you about it?” Jean Bart asked, tilting his head.

“Yeah, and then she managed to spill hot coffee on my crotch and ruin the inventory list for the infirmary that I’d spent hours compiling.”

The crew unanimously gave a sympathy wince.

Taking another large bite of his lunch, Law continued, “We’ll be making port in a few days—she’ll come to her senses once she’s spent some time off the ship.”

“You…you want her to leave the ship?” Bepo asked, voice raising an octave in disbelief.

“Time apart will do us some good,” he replied with a shrug, activating his Room for a moment to remove the flashlight from Shachi’s hand.

“How…how much time?”

“Well, we’re not making port any longer than necessary. If she hasn’t gotten her shit together by then, that’s her problem.”

Bepo’s heart dropped into his stomach. What did Law mean “get her shit together”? Was he talking about packing her things? Was he really kicking her out over a silly argument over spilled coffee and ruined paperwork?

“Law!” the Mink shouted, jerking to his feet so quickly his knees knocked the table. “Please reconsider!”

Dark blue eyebrows rose at the normally soft-spoken navigator’s outburst. “There’s nothing to reconsider. Ikkaku’s a big girl—I agree that the sexism she faced was unacceptable, but she’s never had a problem handling that kind of shit herself.” His face twisted into a scowl. “And considering how I only just finished redoing all the work she destroyed, my tolerance for temper tantrums is at an all-time low.”

“She offered to help you rewrite it!” Bepo argued, slapping his paws down on the table. “Is some soggy paperwork worth losing your best engineer over?” Pausing, he glanced at Malamute and Skua. “Uh, no offense. Sorry.”

“None taken,” the duo said in unison, though their jaws dropped a second later as they registered the Mink’s words. “Wait, what?!”

“What do you mean ‘losing’ Ikkaku?” Penguin snapped, grabbing him by the orange collar of his boiler suit.

Shachi grabbed the flashlight again and climbed onto the table to shine it into Bepo’s face. “Talk, bear! Is Ikkaku quitting or something?”

“Because we won’t let her!” several of the crew shouted.

“Everybody calm down!” Law snapped, his deep voice silencing the rambunctious crew. “You all acted like idiots around the Kuja—I don’t blame her for being annoyed at you. But if your petty acts of sexism could drive her off that easily, she wouldn’t have lasted ten minutes at her old job. You’re blowing everything out of proportion.”

“You’re the one who told her to leave over a spilled cup of coffee!” Bepo angrily stated, only to immediately shrink back when he realized just who he’d yelled at. “Sorry.”

“Whoa, wait, Law, did you fire her?” Penguin asked, genuinely horrified as he numbly released Bepo’s collar. Of all the things that could have been bothering Ikkaku, that hadn’t even made his list. Sure, she could be tempestuous, but that had never bothered Law before—on the contrary, Penguin had always assumed his old friend liked trading snarky barbs with.

“I didn’t—why would I—I was just pissed because she spilled hot coffee all over crotch!” Law defended, even as he inwardly cringed at the way his entire crew had turned to glare at him judgmentally. Shachi had even turned the flashlight’s intense beam on him.

“But was that worth actually firing her over?”

“I didn’t fire her! Yeah, we argued, but I never said she was fired. At most, I told her to get the fuck out of my office.”

“That’s not all you said,” Bepo mumbled, crossing his arms stubbornly.

Flinty gold eyes narrowed at the sulking Mink. It was extremely out of character for Bepo to snap at or sass anyone—least of all Law. His brow furrowed as he thought back to his fight with Ikkaku—the memory was a bit hazy due to the lack of sleep he’d gotten. “Then what exactly did I say to her? What could have possibly been so bad that it could make her think I’m firing her?”

“You said…she told me…” Bepo took a deep breath. He hated scolding his captain, but he hated the idea of Ikkaku leaving even more, especially if this really was just a big misunderstanding. “You said to her ‘if you don’t like it, leave’.”

A sour taste worse than umeboshi filled his mouth as Law realized the full implications of what he’d said and done. He clearly remembered her old boss, a scowling, greasy man who’d shouted at her when she’d argued that she deserved to be respected as the talented engineer she was and not just seen as eye-candy.

If you don’t like it, leave, he’d sneered through crooked teeth as the other mechanics sniggered. Good luck finding anyone else willing to hire an inexperienced chick, though. Law could distinctly remember the hot surge of outrage he’d felt on the woman’s behalf; in less than ten minutes, she’d managed to identify what was wrong with the Tang’s engine and exactly how to fix it. Yet because she was the sole female in the shop—because she was a little bit different—she was overlooked and scorned, with her boss refusing to check for himself.

It had reminded Law a little too much of how quickly he’d been rejected from every hospital Cora-san had taken him to, the so-called “expert” doctors refusing to believe that Amber Lead was not contagious, or even examine the white patches across his skin.

And maybe—just maybe—the way her curly hair fanned out around her shoulders and down her back reminded him just a tiny bit of a certain black, feathered jacket.

Law hadn’t even bothered to consider whether or not the woman might want to become a pirate before he’d activated his Room and cut her boss to pieces. He’d then turned to Ikkaku, whose dark eyes had been wide with shock but not fear, and told her that if she could fix his engine as easily as she claimed, she was welcome to join his crew.

Now he stood to lose her due to his own sleep-deprived stupidity.

“…fuck.”

XXX

Down in the engine room, Ikkaku lay on her back underneath the ship’s engine, tightening the bolts that secured the freshly-cleaned cooling pipes. Since her argument with Law she’d basically spent every waking hour disassembling, repairing, and reassembling every piece she could. She trusted Skua and Malamute to take good care of the sub after she was gone, but the Polar Tang deserved nothing less than a thorough inspection and tune-up as thanks for carrying her so far.

She’d give the crew their own goodbye once they reached port. She hoped they were still too blinded by the hearts in their eyes to notice she’d been avoiding them. It wasn’t out of anger anymore; instead, she was scared she’d start blubbering. Admitting that Law had decided to toss her out on her ass was humiliating and heartbreaking, and she honestly wasn’t sure how the others would react. They could just as easily stage a mutiny as shrug it off as her overreacting.

Perhaps she was freaking out over nothing—Law hadn’t even left his room since their fight. Surely if he really wanted her gone, he could have marooned her back on Amazon Lily. Then again, he was a sadistic bastard; luring her into a false sense of security, then dumping her and her belongings onto the next port they landed on wouldn’t be entirely out of character. Or maybe her years of service had earned her enough mercy that he was willing to wait until they were at an island where Ikkaku could potentially find work instead of stranding her in the Calm Belt.

Whatever it was, she had every intention of confronting him about it after dinner. If this was all just a big misunderstanding, she planned to give him a good smack upside the head. If she was really fired, she wanted at least enough time to pack her things and say her proper goodbyes.

Until then, all she could do was stay busy to pass the time and hope that the knot of anxiety that twisted in her stomach would loosen up by the time she talked to him.

She didn’t want to leave, but if Law decided she was really that expendable, there wasn’t much she could do but try to hold onto at least a shred of dignity.

Reaching over to her tool kit, Ikkaku fished out her screwdriver, silently lamenting over the sad state of her tools. She’d planned on picking up some new ones back on Sabaody, but with all the chaos that had taken place, she’d missed her chance, and she wasn’t sure she could justify the cost now that her job was in jeopardy.

The sharp click clack of heeled boots against the metal floor startled her out of her thoughts. Glancing towards the sound, she immediately knew from the spotted jeans that filled her vision that, for better or for worse, the mystery of her termination was about to be solved.

She watched as Law turned around, and she knew from the barely-audible creek of the pipes that he had chosen to lean against them. Ikkaku had yelled at him for doing that more than a few times in the past, but this time she kept her mouth shut. Most likely he’d done it to provoke such a reaction out of her, but why? To break the viscous tension that filled the room by establishing a sense of normalcy, or so he’d have another cause to fire her?

Whatever his reason, Ikkaku refused to be the first to speak. Whether he wanted to kick her out or extend the olive branch, he’d have to make the first move.

After a few minutes of silence where Law merely stood there and Ikkaku continued to tighten the bolts, he finally sighed. “Penguin tells me that you haven’t been eating dinner with the crew,” Law’s low, nonchalant voice rumbled through the pipes.

If Penguin had to tell you, that says that you haven’t been eating with them, either, she thought sourly, though opted to stay quiet. She didn’t want to turn this into an argument if he intended to apologize. And if he planned to fire her…well, she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of riling her up.

Noting her unusual silence, he continued, “I understand their behavior has been…upsetting as of late. They were acting like idiots, but that’s no reason to isolate yourself.”

“Haven’t been isolating myself,” she lied, fiddling with a bolt she’d tightened ten minutes ago. “I’ve just had work to do. The Tang needed some maintenance, so I thought I’d get it done now that we weren’t being chased by Marines.”

“Sure. And the fact that Bepo’s been bringing you your meals this past week?”

“Going to the galley would have wasted time. Eating in here was more efficient, and Bepo offered.”

“Why didn’t you ask Skua and Malamute to help?”

“You doubtin’ my abilities as an engineer, Trafalgar?” she asked in a clipped tone, growing sick of tiptoeing around the point. “Whether you like it or not, I know how this ship works better than anyone. If you don’t trust me, tell them to get their asses in here and do it instead!”

There was a deep sigh from above her, and Ikkaku could easily picture the wrinkle between his eyebrows that formed when he was tired and frustrated. “Bepo told me you’re thinking of leaving.”

Ah. The moment of truth. Heart in her throat, she forced her herself to take a deep breath, ready for whatever judgement he saw fit to pass. “You’re the one who said I should if I didn’t like how I was being treated.”

“Are you?”

“Leaving or enjoying how I’m treated?”

“Leaving.”

“…I don’t want to.”

“Good.” It was subtle, but there was an unspoken “I wouldn’t have let you if you’d tried” in his tone. There was another long moment of silence before he continued, “Engineers as skilled as you are hard to come by—finding a replacement would have been a bitch. Plus, the crew would have been upset; they were practically interrogating poor Bepo about why you were avoiding them.”

“And of course you stepped in and played hero, rescuing the helpless Mink from an angry mob?” she snipped, tightening another screw. It didn’t sound like she was getting fired, so it was a little easier to let her natural sass creep back into her voice.

Law let out a faint tch above her. “I wouldn’t say ‘helpless’ considering how he then yelled at me about allegedly firing you. After that, the mob was on his side.”

A proud grin curled the corner of Ikkaku’s mouth. Who would have thought that Bepo would yell at his best friend for little old her? She’d have to come up with a nice thank you gift for her favorite shipmate. With luck, Law might actually apologize for his behavior if even Bepo was calling him out.

Of course, that might take a while, so it was best to keep busy. Reaching out her hand, Ikkaku felt around blindly for her socket wrench. She jerked slightly in surprise when she felt long fingers wrap around her hand before the tool in question was placed firmly in her palm. She pulled her arm back, only to stare wordlessly at the brand-new wrench that practically gleamed in the light.

Clumsily she slid out from under the pipes, jaw dropping as she found Law crouching beside a new, expensive, top-of-the-line tool kit. “I was saving this for your birthday but given the chance that you wouldn’t be around to receive it…” he trailed off, adjusting his hat so the brim cast a shadow over his face.

The corners of her eyes crinkled as she smiled, immediately recognizing the gift for the chrome apology that it was. Plus, it was hard to stay mad at Law when he was like this—honestly, it was so dang cute how awkward he was when forced to display actual human emotions like caring and guilt. “You bribing me to stay, Boss?”

“If that’s what it takes.”

She laughed, grabbing him by the shoulder and pulling him in for a hug. “Then I accept, along with a twenty-percent bonus on my next paycheck.”

He grumbled slightly but didn’t refuse, nor did he pull away from her embrace, even if he stubbornly refused to return it. It didn’t matter that he hadn’t technically said “sorry”. Actions spoke a hell of a lot louder than words with him, anyway, and Law was practically groveling for her to stay.

When she finally let him go, Law stood up and cleared his throat before nonchalantly strolling towards the door. “Well then, since you’re not leaving, unless the engine room is actively on fire and no one but you can put it out, you’re eating with the crew tonight. They’ll formally apologize for their behavior, and they’re all going out of their way to show you how much you’re appreciated. Ermine’s preparing your favorite meal. Clione and Shachi have put together a presentation detailing exactly how stupid they’ve been while Penguin has one extolling your virtues. Malamute and Skua have volunteered to take on your cleaning duties for the next two weeks.”

“What are you going to do?” Ikkaku teased, though he could have said “nothing” and she’d be fine—she knew he’d never make the mistake of discarding her again.

Law stopped at the door and threw his trademark cocky smirk over his shoulder. “Isn’t it obvious? I’ll be standing by your side all night to make sure you can’t run off when you realize just how obnoxiously sentimental those idiots can be.”

Ikkaku’s grin fell a bit as she realized he was right—the Hearts were an infamous band of pirates led by a fiendishly dangerous captain, but when it came to their nakama, they could get downright sappy in extreme circumstances. Jude was probably preparing some hippy-dippy song. Cousteau would inevitably name some weird sea creature after her. Seiuchi would probably find a way to scatter confetti all over the galley and she’d be picking it out of her hair for days…

Getting up, she chased after her devious captain. “I don’t suppose there’s still time for me to quit and join the Kuja, is there?”

Gold eyes glinted sadistically at her as Law replied, “Nope. Welcome to Appreciation Hell. Population: you. Don’t try to run, either—I’ll Shambles your ass into the galley if I have to.”

Ikkaku punched his arm in retaliation, though she was careful not to hit him too hard—if she annoyed him too much, he’d go out of his way to rile the guys up even more. God, he’d probably propose they all get tattoos of her face or something just to make her suffer.

“You’re an absolute bastard,” she said, affection creeping into her voice despite her best efforts.

“Yes, but a bastard that appreciates his engineer,” Law replied, and out of the corner of her eye, Ikkaku could have sworn she saw the barest hint of a genuine smile flicker across his face.

Despite the knowledge that she’d be stuck with a crew of idiots and a captain who had the emotional range of a teaspoon and a truly frightening sense of humor, Ikkaku felt happier than she had in weeks as she playfully knocked her shoulder into his. “I guess that’s not so bad, then.”

The End

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Good day, lovely person! I just bumped in to leave a smol request. A scenario, if possible. Although your specified writing makes it already scenario like... But Law, with a little dig into his though process when he finds out his childhood friend, who he thought was dead for over 10-12 years now - appears now to be actually alive 🤔

Law finding out his childhood friend is actually alive after a decade thinking they were dead

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Twirling a cigarette he’d pilfered between his fingers, Law sighed as he turned his attention towards the cloudy heavens. It appeared as though the skies were grieving along with him that day, his wintery eyes reflecting the crashing waves of the sea close by. Those same grey irises look down at the stick clasped within his tattooed digits; he didn’t like these things at all, and barely knows why he’s even having it but the man lights up the other end with a shaking hand before pressing it through pursed lips.Death. He scowls upon reading his own fingers before inhaling deeply in defiance, welcoming the vile taste that covers his tongue. How ironic, yet so appropriate at the same time… swiftly he takes another drag of the foul-tasting thing, and while it does makes Law cough at first, the familiar scent and taste instantly soothes his frazzled nerves, bringing home familiar thoughts and feelings of him.Tomorrow would be the anniversary of Corazon’s death. Even after all these years, the missing hole in his heart had barely begun to heal, and it was only getting worse as he realized that two years from now, Law would be the exact same age as when his precious friend died.Just twenty six years old. How the time had flown. Exhaling deeply, Trafalgar Law watched as pale plumes of smoke allowed themselves to be carried away on the cold ocean breeze, the cigarette having done it’s work in bringing good thoughts and feelings of his oldest friend. Still. There was another person he was sorely missing, and unlike Corazon, thoughts of her weren’t brought back so easily…It was on an evening like this many years ago when they had first met, back when he’d still been a simple and carefree boy still living in Flevance. His beloved father had been a magnificent doctor, and sometimes he would be called upon to vistit neighbouring countries to help with issues that the lack of doctors in the area couldn’t. It was on one such visit that Law had made a new friend away from home, somebody who reminded him of his sister and wanted to keep contact after he’d gone back home.At least… they had, until the same man responsible for taking Corazon away had somehow found out about her too. Law frowned at the thought. It hadn’t been proven, but who else would have had reason to do something as awful as that? A bomb had been delivered to her family’s residence, a scenario that the Heart Pirate’s captain hadn’t even found out about until he’d come of age as a pirate and decided to stop by just to see her one more time before travelling the world…He hadn’t even started his first journey before discovering the shell-shocked ruins of her home, the rubble scattered everywhere much like his memories of the destruction of Flevance.Once again, Law inhaled his cigarette deeply, hoping to choke out the burning sensation building up inside his chest. 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Panting heavily as he arrived, the Polar Bear Mink presented his captain with the newpaper he’d just received, along with an odd collection of pages.Accepting the newpaper mindlessly, the Surgeon of Death flipped open the front page to read the surprising news. The destruction of Eneis Lobby? That place was locked up tighter than even Dressrosa, one of the World Government’s most well-hidden and protected locations on the planet. How on Earth had that happened? Law listened intently as Bepo explained the situation that had gone down, along with whom had been responsible for such a shocking event.Monkey D. Luffy, another Rookie… and a D. just like him?”And these too, Law! Their bounties really got big because of what happened!” Bepo continued as he handed over the collection of papers that had come along with the news. Idly flipping through the pages, the man’s interest piqued as he studied the faces of the motley crew, vaguely recalling some of the strange deeds that this crew had somehow accomplished over that time.Monkey D. Luffy. Roronoa Zoro. Black Leg Sanji. Cat Burglar Nami. Usopp. Tony Tony Chopper. Nico Robin. Franky. Only the first few names rang any bells, but it was the final page regarding their newest member that made him freeze, shaking him to his very core.It was her.Her face was exactly as he last remembered seeing her all those years ago, back when he’d still been that carefree little boy whose greatest concern had been becoming a fine doctor like his father, and the whispered secrets between silly children. Law’s eyes widened as his fingertips gently traced over the portrait before his eyes, tanned skin curving along soft eyes and the cheekiest grin he ever did see…He’d lied to himself, Law had. Her only existing memory over the years had been the dog-eared letters he still held in his possession, back when they’d corresponded until thinking she had died. Sometimes Law had kept these letters close, hiding one inside his pockets while other times, he locked them away once the memories had become too hurtful to hold onto any longer… and yet every time, he always found himself taking them back, reading each and every one all over again on those long nights when he just couldn’t sleep. The precious pages became that little bit more tattered with every cycle, as loving fingers wistfully traced over the aged parchment.There’s a hitch in his chest, along with that burning sensation again that spreads up towards his wintery eyes, the Surgeon of Death staring unblinkingly at the unexpected face printed upon the page. She was alive, and had been for all this time and he’d never known…“Law, please tell me what’s wrong!” Bepo wails, utterly distraught at the sight of his captain looking as though he were about to cry, but the Polar Bear Mink is astounded when Law finally smiles after days of seeming so faraway.“There’s nothing wrong at all, Bepo. At least, there isn’t anything wrong anymore… something’s very much right about the world again,” Law replies with a genuine grin, beaming in that roguish way that the bear had only seen on a handful of occasions.Everything was okay. Trafalgar D. Water Law was back again, and it was enough for him to know his old friend was still alive for the time being, not to mention clearly doing well for herself given the scathing details on what had gone down over at Eneis Lobby. 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There are some choices in life which if not taken correctly can ruin several things. One such decision is selecting the right mink lashes according to the shape of your eyes Much like a good haircut for a particular face relies on the shape of that face in a similar method right mink lashes also rely on the form of your eyes An ideal mink eyelash can brighten the look of your eye. You may ask just how is it feasible. Well, they produce a bigger as well as an eye appearance which looks a lot more mindful and that is just how it's possible.

How to select the right eyelashes properly?

So without wasting much time let us see the type of eye forms that individuals have so that you can select your eye shape from them as well as it will certainly assist you in choosing ideal mink lashes for your eyes 1. Down Turned eyes. These kinds of eyes have a small drop on the outer corners of the eyes. Now the concern is, which looks select this particular Wholesale 3D silk lashes . Well, the look that ideal suits this eye form is the cat eye eyeliner look. You may ask what is the reasoning behind this selection. Well, a false eyelash design which is winged out will create an impression that seems upward as it lifts the eyes corners. This will certainly make those gorgeous eyes of yours attractive by developing proportion. Severe sizes can also be tried by the individuals having this eye shape.

2. Round eyes. This sort of eye form is quite comparable to an additional eye form known as an almond eye form with some remarkable distinctions. Well, if you have these eye shapes, after that you are definitely honored to have them. This is due to the fact that the people with round eyes can extremely easily carry out the best doe look and also this is an appearance is what most of us can only dream of having yet can never ever have as it will certainly not match. Mink eyelashes ranging from tool to added lengthy length can be adjusted with the outer edges of the eyes and it will make the most of the size of the eyes of that specific individual as well as make her look stylish and lovely at the exact same time. 3. Almond eyes. The important things concerning this eye shape is that it is the most discovered eye form among people. It is a global eye form. That makes individuals having it readily available with a great deal of possible alternatives to make them look glamorous by the use a variety of lashes. This specific eye shape can be quickly identified as it has equal percentages with a visible lid while the eyes of that person are open. This eye form goes extremely well with full blast lashes as it develops an appearance which is quite extreme as well as deep. In addition to this, there is one more readily available alternative for individuals with this eye form which is lashes which are a bit longer on completion. These mink eyelashes develop an excellent perception also. 4. Deep Set Eyes The majority of the times this, eye form is defined as the improved classic beauty. These certain eye shapes seem to be set method deeper right into the skull than any various other eye shape it produces an impression of an eyebrow bone that is much prominent than the others. Sometimes this function to overshadow the eyes of the individual. To overcome this and also bring those amazing peepers ahead individuals that have this particular eye shape can attempt a medium to longer volume mink eyelash. Also visit my homepage: https://www.acelashes.com/  The people having this particular eye form can go bananas with fullness but they require to hold the sizes that are sometimes extremely remarkable. 5. Prominent eyes If you have this eye shape, after that you are absolutely fortunate as you have got a lot of cover room to up your eyeshadow. A shorter to tool mink eyelash will certainly advertise an appearance which is receding. So we will suggest that you opt for that as you require to conceal the extending covers from overpowering the look that you have. With the knowledge that we have actually simply offered you, we hope you chose the right mink eyelash for your eye form and also up your style quotient. Picking the right lashes is essential for both the fashion as well as medical point of view.

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How to select the right mink lashes for your eye type?

There are some decisions in life which if not taken effectively can destroy many points. One such choice is picking the right mink lashes according to the form of your eyes Similar to a great haircut for a particular face depends upon the form of that face in a similar method right mink lashes likewise depend upon the shape of your eyes A suitable mink eyelash can brighten the appearance of your eye. You may ask how is it feasible. Well, they develop a bigger as well as an eye look which looks much more mindful which is just how it's feasible. Exactly how to pick the right eyelashes for various eye kinds? So without wasting much time let us see the type of eye shapes that individuals have so that you can choose your eye form from them and it will assist you in choosing appropriate lash extensions wholesale for your eyes

1. Down Turned eyes. These types of eyes have a mild decline on the external corners of the eyes. Currently the concern is, which looks choose this particular eye shape. Well, the appearance that best suits this eye form is the pet cat eye eyeliner appearance. You may ask what is the logic behind this choice. Well, a false eyelash design which is winged out will certainly develop an illusion that appears upward as it raises the eyes corners. This will certainly make those attractive eyes of your own lovely by creating balance. Extreme lengths can additionally be attempted by the people having this eye form. 2. Round eyes. This kind of eye form is rather comparable to one more eye form known as an almond eye shape with some significant distinctions. Well, if you have these eye shapes, then you are certainly blessed to have them. This is because individuals with round eyes can extremely quickly pull off the best doe appearance and this is an appearance is what much of us can just imagine having but can never have as it will not fit. Mink eyelashes varying from tool to additional lengthy size can be changed with the external corners of the eyes and it will certainly make best use of the width of the eyes of that specific person as well as make her look stunning and stylish at the exact same time. 3. Almond eyes. The thing about this eye shape is that it is one of the most figured out eye shape among individuals. It is an universal eye shape. That makes the people having it available with a lot of feasible alternatives to make them look glamorous by the use of a wide range of lashes. This particular eye form can be quickly identified as it has equal percentages with a visible lid while the eyes of that individual are open. This eye shape goes very well with full volume lashes as it develops an appearance which is very much extreme along with deep. Along with this, there is one more readily available alternative for individuals with this eye shape which is lashes which are a bit longer on the end. These mink eyelashes create an outstanding impact as well. 4. Deep Set Eyes A lot of the times this, eye form is specified as the improved ageless appeal. These particular eye forms seem to be set means deeper into the skull than any kind of various other eye form it develops an illusion of an eyebrow bone that is much prominent than the others. Many times this attribute to outweigh the eyes of the person.Also visit my homepage: eyelash extensions supplier To get over this as well as bring those magnificent peepers onward the people that have this certain eye shape can try a medium to longer volume mink eyelash. Individuals having this particular eye shape can go nuts with volume but they require to hold the sizes that are often times overly dramatic. 5. Prominent eyes You are definitely fortunate as you have actually obtained lots of lid area to up your eyeshadow if you have this eye form. A shorter to tool mink eyelash will promote an appearance which is declining. So we will certainly recommend that you go with that as you require to conceal the protruding lids from overpowering the appearance that you have. With the knowledge that we have actually simply given you, we wish you picked the right mink eyelash for your eye shape and also up your style ratio. Choosing the right lashes is essential for both the fashion as well as medical viewpoint.

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Just how to pick the right mink lashes for your eye type?

There are some choices in life which if not taken appropriately can destroy lots of points. One such decision is picking the right mink lashes according to the shape of your eyes Much like an excellent hairstyle for a particular face depends upon the shape of that face in a similar means right mink lashes additionally depend on the shape of your eyes An appropriate mink eyelash can brighten the appearance of your eye. You might ask how is it feasible. Well, they create a larger along with an eye look which looks a lot more mindful and that is exactly how it's possible.

How to pick the right eyelashes properly?

So without losing much time let us see the type of eye forms that people have to make sure that you can select your eye form from them as well as it will certainly assist you in selecting proper mink lashes for your eyes 1. Down Turned eyes. These sorts of eyes have a minor decrease on the outer edges of the eyes. Now the question is, which looks select this particular eye shape. Well, the appearance that finest matches this eye form is the pet cat eye eyeliner look. You might ask what is the logic behind this option. Well, an incorrect Mink eyelash price  design which is winged out will produce an illusion that appears upward as it raises the eyes corners. This will certainly make those beautiful eyes of your own beautiful by creating symmetry. Extreme sizes can also be tried by the individuals having this eye shape. 2. Round eyes. This sort of eye shape is quite comparable to an additional eye form known as an almond eye shape with some significant differences. Well, if you have these eye forms, then you are certainly blessed to have them. This is because individuals with round eyes can really conveniently pull off the best doe look as well as this is an appearance is what many of us can only desire for having yet can never have as it will certainly not match. Mink eyelashes ranging from tool to additional long size can be readjusted with the outer corners of the eyes and it will make the most of the size of the eyes of that particular individual as well as make her look beautiful as well as stylish at the exact same time. 3. Almond eyes. Things concerning this eye shape is that it is one of the most discovered eye form amongst individuals. It is an universal eye form. That makes individuals having it available with a great deal of feasible alternatives to make them look glamorous by the use of a wide array of lashes. This specific eye form can be conveniently determined as it has equivalent proportions with a visible lid while the eyes of that individual are open. This eye shape goes extremely well with full volume lashes as it produces a look which is quite extreme along with deep. Along with this, there is another available alternative for individuals with this eye shape and that is lashes which are a bit longer on the end. These mink eyelashes produce an excellent impression as well. 4. Deep Set Eyes Most of the times this, eye form is defined as the fine-tuned ageless beauty. These particular eye shapes appear to be set means deeper right into the skull than any kind of other eye shape it produces an illusion of an eyebrow bone that is much prominent than the others. Feel free to surf to my weblog: Acelashes  Many times this function to overshadow the eyes of the person. To get over this and bring those splendid peepers forward the people who have this particular eye form can attempt a medium to longer volume mink eyelash. The people having this particular eye form can freak out with fullness but they need to hold the lengths that are lot of times extremely significant. 5. Prominent eyes If you have this eye shape, after that you are most definitely fortunate as you have actually got a lot of cover area to up your eyeshadow. A much shorter to medium mink eyelash will advertise an appearance which is receding. So we will suggest that you opt for that as you need to hide the extending lids from overpowering the look that you have. With the knowledge that we have simply given you, we wish you picked the right mink eyelash for your eye shape as well as up your fashion ratio. Selecting the right lashes is important for both the fashion and also medical viewpoint.

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Is Now Being "Authentic" and "Genuine" a very important thing?

Precisely what is "Authentic," "Genuine," and "Real"? While we are speaking about people and the way they comport themselves on earth, We've wondered whether many individuals would past the test of being "authentic, genuine, and real?" Now that We've posed that question, Also i ponder whether people mind about how exactly they work as they opt to live their lives. For me, the search for answers starts off with seeking the definitions of those words determined by internet dictionaries... (Most relevant to the article are definitions which are emboldened and underlined.) Please come within these definitions along with the article continue conversely... Definition of AUTHENTIC Webster's 1. obsolete: authoritative 2. merit acceptance or belief as conforming to or based on fact b: conforming to a original in an attempt to reproduce essential features c: made or done exactly the same way as a possible original 3. not false or imitation: real, actual 4. a of your church mode: ranging upward from your keynote - compare plagal 1 b of the cadence: progressing in the dominant chord on the tonic - compare plagal 2 5. true to your own personality, spirit, or character - au•then•ti•cal•ly - au•then•tic•i•ty Or au•then•tic adjective 1. not false or copied; genuine; real: a geniune antique. 2. having the origin sustained by unquestionable evidence; authenticated; verified: a traditional document with the Old; a realistic work from the old master. 3. entitled to acceptance or belief due to agreement with known facts or experience; reliable; trustworthy: a geniune directory of poverty in Africa Concept of GENUINE 1. actually having the reputed or apparent qualities or character b: actually made by or proceeding from the alleged source or author c: sincerely and honestly felt or experienced d: actual, true 2. totally free of hypocrisy or pretense: sincere gen•u•ine adjective 1. possessing the claimed or attributed character, quality, or origin; not counterfeit; authentic; real: genuine sympathy; an authentic antique. 2. properly so named: an authentic the event of smallpox. 3. totally free of pretense, affectation, or hypocrisy; sincere: a real person. 4. descended through the original stock; pure in breed: a real Celtic people. Synonyms 1. See authentic. 3. true, unaffected, open, honest, forthright. Definition: authentic, real Synonyms: -carat, 24-carat, absolute, accurate, actual, authenticated, genuine, certain, certified, demonstrable, exact, existent, factual, legitimate, good, hard, honest, honest-to-goodness, inside the flesh, indubitable, kosher*, legit, legitimate, literal, natural, official, original, palpable, plain, positive, precise, proved, pure, real stuff, sound, sterling, sure-enough, tested, true, unadulterated, unalloyed, undoubted, unimpeachable, unquestionable, unvarnished, valid, veritable, very, whole Notes: genuine means not fake or counterfeit - or sincerely felt or expressed, while authentic means conforming to fact and thus worthy of belief and trust Antonyms: counterfeit, false, illegitimate, sham, unreal Concept of REAL: Real describes a thing that is valid and authentic something like that is very important or significant. (adjective) 1. An example of real is an actual designer purse as opposed to a fake. 2. An example of real is often a significant issue.

re•al adjective 1. true; besides ostensible, nominal, or apparent: the genuine reason for an act. 2. existing or occurring as fact; actual as opposed to imaginary, ideal, or fictitious: a tale obtained from true to life. 3. as an actual thing; having objective existence; not imaginary: The events you will see within the film are true rather than just composed. 4. being actually such; not simply so-called: a true victory. 5. genuine; not counterfeit, artificial, or imitation; authentic: a real antique; a genuine diamond; real silk Or 1. a. Being or occurring in reality or actuality; having verifiable existence: real objects; a genuine illness. b. True and actual; not imaginary, alleged, or ideal: real people, not ghosts; a motion picture determined by true to life. c. Of or founded on practical matters and concerns: a recently available graduate experiencing and enjoying the real world initially. 2. Genuine and authentic; not artificial or spurious: real mink; real humility. 3. Being no less than what is stated; value the name: a real friend. 4. Without any pretense, falsehood, or affectation: tourists dreaming about a real experience for the tour. 5. Never to be used lightly; serious: in solid trouble Everyone seems to be in a position to achieve the status to be authentic, genuine, and real an element of the time. The quantity of on this occasion differs a lot for a way important it may look like to be real in contrast to finding myself a "role" to be the kind of character (or person) you may want or need to be seen as. I believe that plan us spend over our limits time "acting" or pretending to become someone else because we're not comfortable being who we are... I also feel that these "roles" are extremely comfortable and prevalent that individuals often don't have advisable of how being authentic, genuine or real because and we don't KNOW who we actually are... In fact, this deficiency of self-knowledge, self-acceptance, personal insight, and authenticity is typical, accepted, and frequently liked by both person playing the role and the people whom they encounter. Perhaps it's just easier than being real or genuine. What might the bonus be to being authentic, genuine, and real? Would this make life more satisfying? Would this help make relationships more solid or real? Should people try to be more demonstrative of whom they are? And, how do you get authentic, genuine, and real, and are in this true form? When you meet someone who is genuine and real have you noticed that it is possible to "TRUST" that individual with less effort as they do not seem in authentic? Do relationships take advantage of moments once the individuals relation achieve an interaction which is sincere and genuine? If we are born, we are genuine, authentic, and real. But, things get complicated and now we develop filters through which we begin to see the entire world. These filters may be cultural, or from family values, or political, or burdened by religious teachings. Then we evaluate and "judge" others and interactions based on these filters and that we end up finding ourselves acting in character in the filters which we've got adopted. Babies aren't born as: "born again Christians," or Muslin Extremists, or "right-wing" angry conservative Republicans, or "left-wing" "bleeding-heart liberals," or drug addicted "street people," or over-educated intellectual snobs, or rabid football fans, or tattooed, NASCAR enthusiast. The babies experience these philosophies and adopt these traits in the heroines they experience. With that said, are these developed personalities authentic, genuine, or real? How can wise practice, or lack thereof, play a role in living as being a genuine person? Could be the concept of "phony" (or acting "fake") the opposite of authentic, genuine, and real? When it's time a thief realizes that they're not as authentic because they may wish to be, how can someone find their way returning to an authentic self? And, how they understand that they've got reached that internal location of being genuine, real, and authentic? (Could it be a sense of insight or could it be understood by the test process?) Does being "real" accommodate unfiltered, inappropriate, snarkiness and uninhibited impulsivity? With this point in time, many people express themselves by way of a cynical, sarcastic, and caustic style that seems to stay in vogue with many different celebrities and pundits which are allowed immeasureable media exposure. Being a society, the tolerance, acceptance, and celebration of this kind of behavior appear to communicate the insecurity and want to be condescending toward fellow citizens. This deficiency of tolerance and respect seems endemic in your culture. How come we need to put others or concepts down in order to aggrandize ourselves or our opinions? Also, what is the period in people's lives after they know that they've been chasing a dream or expectations that could prove unsatisfying for the kids? While we are young do we impulsively strive for a cultural expectation of "success" that during "mid-life" (mid-30's to late 40's) changes dramatically causing dissatisfaction and unhappiness that can cause dramatic modifications in opportunities, relationships, and lifestyles? Would better self-awareness with authenticity allow for greater life satisfaction before, during, and after these mid-life travails? Will the desire to have mid-life change denote a need to strive toward greater self-awareness, authenticity or genuineness? More info about Order hang UK net page: here.

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Does Having Lash Extension Damage Your Real Lashes?

False eyelashes and also eyelash extensions are not the exact same. Falsies are extremely short-lived-- used for 1 day-- while lash extensions are semi-permanent, withstanding "approximately 12 weeks". Eyelash extensions are truly fake private eyelashes that are stuck one at a time to your particular lashes at the base, by an aesthetician. The extensions "appeared" with your normal lashes, and roll off when the lash does. Lash extensions semi-permanently upgrade the length, thickness, and conclusion of characteristic eyelashes. To What Level Does It Take to Make An Application For Lash Extensions? Applying a full arrangement of lashes takes about 2 hours, and also can be maintained all year with get in touch with ups that are recommended for each 3 to about a month. What Happens If Glue Gets in Your Eyes? Considering that your eyes are shut the whole time lash extensions are being connected, no adhesive ought to ever get into your eye. To maintain a calculated distance from any disruption, the major wellbeing precautionary measure you can take is to ensure that the adhesive is alright for your eyes and doesn't consist of anything that can harm them, comparable to formaldehyde. How Can You Make Your Extensions Last? To make your Mink eyelash factory  last longer it is suggested keeping away from mascara and also use a defensive covering 2-3 times each week. Furthermore attempt to think of your back, reliably make use of without oil removing items, comb your extensions early morning and night and opt for refills every 2-3 weeks. Is It OK to Wear Mascara? If you are expecting putting on mascara notwithstanding the extensions, just utilize it on the ideas of the extensions as well as with a light hand. This will certainly suffice to give your eyes that "fly" along with the extensions. Utilizing mascara at the base of the extensions will obtain extremely clumpy. Will Your Normal Lashes Obtain Pain or Harmed? There is a myth that lash extensions harm your very own lashes. They do not. They are secured as well as don't demolish the well-being of your common lashes if that is attached properly as well as suitably. Make certain that you do not scrub your eyes or pull the extensions considering that this can cause troubles and also damage to your normal lashes. They will not drop out if that lashes are connected suitably and also to every private lash. You Should Speak with Expert This is the most effective thing to do to prevent any kind of kind of harm. If you are a beginner, it will be far better not to try at home. So, seek someone that is an expert in this area. Experts use efficient items and have actually been properly prepared to apply the lashes without hurting your typical lashes or all the more imperatively, your eyes. There are great deals of high-end hair salons where you can obtain the very best services. To find out the very best professionals as well as salons, you can search for testimonials at publications or on the web. Your eyes are beautiful. To make them a lot more appealing, you can utilize false lash. But, you require to comply with these standards to remain secure.