#Toba Trip

[jerzwriter]

Three months after the chemical attack at Edenbrook, Tobias asks his friend, Casey, to join him on a trip back to his hometown of Washington, DC. It's turned into a bit of a competition about whose city does Christmas best, and both are determined to win. In part two, join Tobas & Casey on their journey from Boston to the Nation's Capitol.

Book: Open Heart Characters: Tobias Carrick & Casey MacTavish (F!MC) Sienna, Aurora, Jackie (Briefly) Rating: Teen Words: 1,060 A/N: This is an altered version of a fic I wrote in 2022... but as I'm finally filling in the gaps of my Tobias/Casey headcanon, I needed to make some changes. If you're following the HC, this story would take place after Part One: A Proposition. Parts Two and Three will be the second and final leg of their trip. I originally posted it as one ridiculously long fic, and that was just crazy stuff. lol I'm also in the process of updating my Tobias/Casey masterlist to make this a little less confusing... for me, more than you! lol. Thanks to anyone who checks this out!

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Sienna’s brow was furrowed as she watched Casey close her suitcase. 

“You’re sure you’re OK with this?” she asked.

“Yes, Sienna. For the third time, I’m fine. Tobias got a suite so we can each have our own room, and… I trust him.  He’s done nothing but help me since… well… you know.”

Sienna plopped on the bed with a sigh. “I guess if you’re OK with this, then suppose I should be as well.”

“You think?” Aurora asked from the doorway. “Si, I understand being worried. But this is a good thing!” She turned to Casey with an approving grin. “I mean, look at you! Going away for a couple days – you’ve come so far, and I’m proud of you. Plus, I know you’re in good hands with T. Uh, I mean, not that you will be in his hands.  Unless you want to be, and no judgment from me if you do, that’s just not what I meant.”

“I know what you meant,” Casey smiled.  “And you’re right. I will be in good hands.  He… he really cares about me, and he’s proven that.”

“I have to admit, he has.” Sienna conceded, “But I’m still making it clear that he better treat you well before you leave. If anything goes wrong, I will hold him accountable.”

“Don’t worry, Sienna,” Casey laughed. “Neither of us would expect anything less.”

The doorbell rang and Casey immediately grabbed her coat and hat. Flushed with excitement, she had to admit, this was the first time she had looked forward to something since the attack, and it felt good.

“Hey!” Tobias lit up the moment he saw her, taking the wattage down when he saw Sienna looking on sternly from behind. “Good to see you, too, Si.” he winked. He went to pick up Casey's sole suitcase and turned to her with astonishment.

“One bag? That’s it?”

“Yeah,” she shrugged. “It’s just a few days... unless you’re planning on kidnapping me?”

“Nah, I’ll have you back right on time. But you have to understand, I grew up with a mom that packed four bags for a weekender. So forgive me if I find this remarkable.”

“Four bags for a weekend?” Casey gasped.

“Yeah, she’s a bit high maintenance. If you ever meet her, you’ll understand.”

“What do you mean?” Aurora teased. “You’re not introducing her while you’re in DC?”

“Are you freaking kidding me?” Tobias shot back. “I love my Ma, but she can be... a lot. Besides, she’d probably be working on an engagement invitation within an hour. No way would she believe we’re just friends.”

A soft blush settled on Casey’s cheeks, but her friends wouldn’t let this opportunity pass.

“Yeah,” Jackie yelled from the couch. “Most of us call bullshit on that one.”

“Jackie!” Casey reprimanded, but Aurora supportively tapped her friend's shoulder.

“Ignore her. You two should get going; if you leave now, you’ll avoid rush hour traffic.”

“That’s the plan,” Tobias said, lifting Casey's bag. “All set, MacTavish?”

“All set!”

“Then let’s go! Your chariot awaits!”

~~~~~

The decision to fly was nixed in favor of driving. They both loved road trips, and neither regretted the choice. The ride was punctuated with pleasant conversations, Christmas music, a couple of stops to partake in local delicacies, and even an impromptu snowball fight at a rest stop in Maryland.  When they arrived at their suite, they were so tuckered out there was little more to do than wash up and head to bed.  After all, they had a big day waiting for them.

They were up bright and early to enjoy the Willard InterContinental’s breakfast buffet.  Casey eyed the opulent surroundings and nervously looked over her attire. This definitely wasn’t the Holiday Inns she was used to, and she felt a little out of her league.  But her trepidation melted away when Tobias returned to the table, his plate stacked with food.

“Trying to get a lot of sustenance in,” she laughed.

“You better believe it! I have quite an itinerary planned. We’re walking the Mall. I have a checklist of all the museums we want to see. I need fuel. Are you sure you had enough?”

“I’ve had plenty,” she rubbed her stomach with delight. “And it was delicious.”

Sitting back in her chair, she watched Tobias scoff down his food, but he noticed immediately when a bit of discomfort encroached upon her happy mood.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“I just… this place and all, it’s a little more than I’m used to. I feel like I’m out of my element. And it had to cost a fortune. I don’t like that you had to take on such an expense.”

With a tender expression, he instinctively reached over and placed his hand atop hers, then flinched when he realized he may have crossed a line. He gave a squeeze, then quickly retreated.

“This is as much for me as it is for you.  It’s been a long time since I treated myself, and it’s been a long time since I gave a damn about the holidays at all. So let’s just enjoy it.”

“I’ll try.”

“Come on,” he said, scooping the last bite of food from his dish. “Let’s get going. We have a long day ahead.”

He gave Casey a full tour around the city, only to learn that she had been there several times before, though never during this time of year.  As a history buff, she spent an inordinate amount of time at each monument, and Tobias did his best to ignore that he was freezing. After all, the look of delight on her face was worth a tiny bit of frostbite. He soon figured out how to work museum stops to allow a chance to defrost, but that was all undone when they reached Capitol Hill. There was enough snow on the ground to partake in a sleigh ride, and neither was about to pass up on that opportunity. Throughout the day, they had seen just about every Christmas tree in town, but as night fell, they approached the Capitol tree, the most impressive of them all.

“So, what do you think?” He asked boastfully.

“I mean, it’s nice,” Casey half-shrugged. “Very nice, even.”

“But?”

“You’ll see when we get to Philly,” she grinned. “You’ll see.”

“Wow! You’re a tough customer. Are you saying today hasn’t been magical?”

“I said no such thing!” She smiled, her face lit up by a million little lights twinkling on the tree, Tobias was sure this was the most magical moment of all.

“It’s been amazing.  But let’s see what tomorrow holds.”

Next Stop: Philadelphia.

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Ikemen Genjiden Character Talk #12

"Noble Blood x Dangerous Temptation"

"The Cursed Emperor" Sutokuin/Akihito VA. Tetsuya Iwanaga

Name: Sutokuin/Akihito

Age: Who knows? He looks like he is in his late twenties but could probably be a grandpa based on the real timeline of the game.

Birthday: Jul 7th

Profession: Emperor

Affiliation: Imperial Court.

Hobbies: Waka poems, playing drums when Ibuki wants to dance, bullying Yoshino.

Likes: Yasuchika, Ibuki, Yoshino.

Dislike: His asshole dad (I guess, everyone hates Toba!)

Personality Traits: Kind-hearted, mischievous, cunning, intelligent, evil.

FACTS FROM ROUTES AND EVENTS:

Akihito is the love rival in Kagetoki's route and his scenes with Yoshino are ABSOLUTELY CUTE!!!! Also, this was also the point of time when Cybird also gave more spotlight to the 'love rivals' (Although, the routes before Kagetoki did have love rivals, they didn't get separate story previews or anything)

Apart from using Kotodama, Akihito can also use Ibuki's thunder abilities.

The only time Akihito's curse was actually lifted is in his main route.

Sometimes Akihito finds his beautiful elegant kimono a hindrance to his walking because the hems get dirty easily because of the dirt on the floor and he sometimes also trips and falls when accidentally stepping on the hem.

Akihito also falls in the category of men that never gets drunk no matter how many glasses of alcohol they drink.

He has a matching bracelet with Ibuki. The main purpose of this bracelet is to keep Akihito's curse in control. Although Akihito can still control his curse without it, he still wears it for safety purposes and it's also made by Yasuchika.

Akihito absolutely LOVES Yasuchika! More than you think. Even while he's with Yoshino, he would think about Yasuchika. For example, when he and Yoshino go on a date, he would think, about what gifts he should buy for Yasuchika. I can say this because I have noticed this in several story events.

Akihito was the one who actually raised Yasuchika and taught him various things about the outside world. They also promised that they would go see beautiful scenery together once Akihito regains his actual body. But that promise is yet to be fulfilled.

Despite loving each other to the point that they are ready to die for each other, both Yasuchika and Akihito are awkward in expressing their love. Like they don't know if they want to hold hands or hug each other in a happy moment.

Akihito loves hearing when someone calls him 'Akihito' or 'Akihito-san' because he feels like they are closer to him. He even wants Yasuchika to call him 'Akihito-san' like he did when he was a little boy. But Yasuchika just doesn't. He also wants Yoshino to call him 'Akihito-san'. She does call in the beginning of his route when she didn't know who he actually was and also in the marriage story event.

When Yasuchika was a kid, Akihito would hold his hands and guide him to his room when he feels scared.

Akihito also once cooked food for Yasuchika, and Yasuchika gobbled up everything because he didn't want anyone else to eat the food Akihito prepared.

When Yasuchika was once suffering a life-threatening injury (What if I were a demon? Story event) Akihito was ready to give his vitality to save Yasuchika without any hesitation even at the cost of his life. Even when Yasuchika was sick (in Ibuki's route), Akihito was about to emotionally break down. He was sent to his room by Ibuki because he didn't want Akihito's curse to leak. But Akihito doesn't sleep or eat until Yasuchika woke up and he kept sending maids over and over again to check if Yasuchika was doing fine or not.

Yasuchika also wants Akihito to have 48 children with Yoshino. But that's never gonna happen, because it's impossible and Akihito doesn't want Yoshino to suffer. But he does want to have kids with her in the future.

In Yasuchika's route, when Yasuchika was living in the Shogunate temporarily, both Akihito and Yasuchika exchanged letters asking if they were doing well. But at the same time, Akihito grills Yoritomo asking whether Yasuchika would turn from a sweet little angel to a barbarian like a samurai after living with them.

Out of all the male leads, only Akihito and Ibuki think that Yasuchika is cute. Akihito also calls Yasuchika a sweet angel or sweet little boy.

Akihito and Ibuki don't call themselves 'friends' but they still get along with each other very well.

Yasuchika used to say Akihito is very kind, but after meeting Ibuki, he made Akihito evil and cunning. Ibuki used to take Akihito to gambling houses and brothels in the guise of 'social learning' until Yasuchika threatened to kill him.

Whenever Yasuchika decides to kill Ibuki, Akihito would jump in and protect Ibuki. Most of the time, Akihito would be beside Ibuki when does something wrong and would defend him.

Akihito also really cares about Ibuki, that he ordered Yasuchika to go and save Ibuki when Ibuki's powers where going out of control (Ibuki's route).

Without Yasuchika and Ibuki, Akihito will be all alone. The three of them are like family, tied to each other and they cannot live happily if any one of them dies.

According to Ibuki, Akihito likes to order people around and won't pick up anything apart from chopsticks on his own. This is false by the way, the only other thing Akihito picks up besides chopsticks......is Yoshino. lol.

Akihito temporarily owned a blue bird named Ruri which he bought along with Yoshino.

The first time he has eaten street food was with Yoshino in his main story and he didn't know how to eat them. He asked if there is a certain etiquette in eating them. Yoshino also wants to take Akihito to different kinds of commoner's restaurants for fun, just to see his reaction.

Akihito has shown to have been interested in Yoshino from the very beginning, even before his route. In certain events, it can be seen that Akihito simply comes to visit her just to see her face, whenever she comes to Kyoto.

Akihito used to love writing songs about love even before falling in love with Yoshino. But now, after actually falling in love, he wants to write a song about her.

He also loves bullying (like every male lead in this game!) and giving her mean orders, for example, his whole route! Of course, our masochist Yoshino loves being bullied around.

He once got jealous when he saw Yoshino talking to her friend about a man. Of course, he starts making out with her out of jealousy and when he later asks about the man, Yoshino tells him that she and her friend were talking about a man from a certain painting. Of course, Akihito was slightly embarrassed to find out that he was jealous of a fictional man.

One time, after losing a game of chess to Ibuki, Yoshino was ordered to give Akihito a hickey as punishment. Of course, she does so, despite being SUPER EMBARRASSED that she had to hide her face the entire time. Akihito knows that Ibuki won't ask them to show the hickey as evidence and he could have told her that, but he still decided to keep quiet because Yoshino was being too cute.

Akihito and Yoshino's secret place is the King's throne. It's usually covered so no one will know they are in there unless they hear Yoshino's cries. Who knows what unholy things they do in there. It's true. If Akihito realizes that they are alone, he wouldn't let go of any chances of cuddling her or kissing her. Who needs a bedroom when you have a fully protected and covered King's throne, right?

Yoshino once bought lipstick, which was reviewed to give anyone wearing them kissable lips, so that Akihito would kiss her. But he didn't because she didn't ask for a kiss in words. I'm talking about the Do-S story event.

Most of the time, Akihito loves fingering Yoshino and watching her cumming just from his fingers........yup!

[cloudbattrolls]

Doctor, I Can't Tell If I'm Not Me

Guardian Artifice & Tobria Tatura | Near Sunrest | Present Night

Ofanim contains useful context for this drabble.

Arty hardly remembered the trip to see Tobria. 

It remembered leaving…wherever this body had been. It remembered flying, wind rushing beneath its wings.

Now it stood near the gate to Sunrest, staring blankly ahead. 

Was this a good idea? Would the hybrid send it away?

Probably. Who wanted to deal with this? It was too much. 

“Ofanim?”

Toba’s voice was curious, almost gentle as he loomed over it, his feathered and cuticle wings folded along his back. 

“Huh?” Arty said blankly, forgetting why it was there for a moment.

“You’re falling apart.” He pointed out.

Arty looked down, realizing parts of its arms had indeed detached and fallen into the dirt. Metal covered with a thin layer of flesh, delicate, flexible blades melded together.

“Oh, I…” it trailed off.

It should pick itself up. Lean down. Reabsorb the material.

Toba shifted himself so his small insect-like middle limbs could scoop the pieces up and hold them out to Arty.

It flung itself at him, clinging to his side as the angel-fae made a surprised hissing noise and put the parts down.

“What is…something is wrong, ofanim?” Toba half asked, half stated. He shook his great head, all of his masks displaying concern. “Something is very wrong.” He said, sure of it this time.

“I don’t know how to trust anyone.” It whispered, parts of its face peeling away like bark.

“I’ll only be betrayed again if I do, won’t I? You would know. After what Uryali did. Have you been able to trust again, Tobria?”

The large creature paused, his fiery mane low and burning bluish pink as he thought.

“I am trying.” He said after a few moments, slow and thoughtful. “I am trying to regain Cyvell’s trust, too. If I had not been so negligent, she never would have interfered with the Varzims as she did. It is taking time; I accept this. It may be a century before she feels I will not let her down again.”

He sighed.

“It may be just as long before I feel she deserves her crown again, after failing her people. I trust her as my apprentice; I do not trust her as queen. She has much to learn still.”

All his masks and their glowing eyes beheld the creature clinging to his side, little more than a sad pile of scraps barely holding onto its form, or to him.

“Trust has many forms, ofanim. All of them can hurt.” He said calmly, his lizardlike tail with its fiery tip slowly waving back and forth over the ground.

It made an upset, metallic noise, its ramshackle form shaking.

“Even with prophecies, the future is hard to control. We can and will fail each other, sometimes without realizing.” He said, looking up at the sky.

“I hated Uryali for siding with the empire. For submitting to his horrorterror side entirely when only at the end did he turn against them. Not for us, for the idea that trollkind would not be content with Alternia, that unknown races would suffer.” Tobria growled. “Obscene.”

“Yet you loved him enough to mourn him so long.” It murmured, soft and tired, having entirely fallen to pieces. “Love is what made you hate him, isn’t it? You knew he could have been better.”

All the pieces rippled, the metal warping and distorting.

The prophet scoffed.

“Love did not make me hate him. Even now, he has always tried to do the right thing, despite being inept.” He muttered.

“No, ofanim. Love does not make us hate. Heartbreak does. Failure does. I failed to see how misguided Uryali was, because I loved him. He failed to see it in himself until it was too late.” 

“So love really does make you blind and stupid.” It sighed. “I knew it.”

Tobria picked up several of its pieces in his warm claws and glared at them.

“Apologize.”

“I - I’m sorry.”

Arty’s voice was startled, but full of genuine humility.

Tobria put the pieces back down, breathing clouds of smoke from his nostrils before shaking his head.

“You are upset.” The statement was blunt, curt, but not angry. “You feel you cannot trust anyone. Why, specifically?”

“I am not trustworthy.” Arty said with deep weariness. “I cannot rightfully ask for trust when I am not deserving of it. I don’t understand why one of my friends trusts me anyway. Why would they do that? I am suspicious and difficult and easy to hate.”

All six of the hybrid’s eyes blinked.

“I don’t see the issue.”

“Huh?”

The pile of metal and skin was extremely confused.

“What do you mean? There’s nothing but issues.”

“Uryali was an irresponsible, unreliable flirt who was too clever for his own good.” Tobria said dryly. “Should I have not loved him?”

“Normally I’d say…yes, to save yourself the pain.” It said quietly. “But, that isn’t what you think, is it?”

“Save myself pain!” Tobria said scornfully, shaking his great lizardlike head. “You are unwise in the ways of the world, ofanim.”

“I know.” It said in a very small, sad voice. 

The prophet paused, his posture and masks going from tense to more sympathetic.

“Being alive means there will be pain.” He said, blunt but not unkind. 

“Why so much?” It wailed. “I never wanted to exist this way! I didn’t ask to be made!”

Tobria’s expressions shifted to ones of horror and disgust. His extended, his fires flaring.

“You did not want this…?” He said, curious and horrified.

“I was cut off.” It muttered. “This fractured thing I am here is just…a part of me. Ill-adapted to this existence. A failure even at the task I was made for. Helpless when I was needed most.”

The pieces shuddered.

“So much power and it does nothing! I cannot fight the empire without it rebounding on the trolls I am supposed to protect. I can only do little things. As a person - even more! I cannot accomplish anything of value. I make things worse than they ever were.” 

“How do you know?”

Tobria’s voice was calm.

It paused.

“I nearly melted my friend’s brain.” It whispered. “They could have died…because I didn’t trust them. I didn’t tell them what I was doing. I am a security system; not meant to trust anyone. I am to guard myself from coercion, being a terrible weapon when I am not a safeguard…but in doing so, I’ve hurt people. I succeed at nothing. There is no reason for me to exist.”

Tobria hummed thoughtfully.

“Do you trust me enough to help you?”

“I don’t care what happens to me.” It said quietly. “Do what you will.”

Toba’s fires flared, and he gathered up all of the artifice’s pieces in his claws.

Then he set them ablaze.

The flames were similar to the purifying fire as he had used to burn the Maledict clean, but hotter, wilder - they raged in all the colors of the rainbow, and a few more besides - silver and white sparks, iridescent smoke as he cleansed his would-be icon.

“O holy messenger.” He said softly. “Corrupted by the world below. Know clarity, your torments reduced to ash. Know peace, your conflicts given calm.”

The pieces flexed and wriggled in his scaly paws, releasing a pleased trilling noise as they soaked in the heat.

“Know love, for yourself and others. Allow grace, within and without.”

The trilling became surprised and confused.

A protesting chitter came from the pieces instead.

The flames surged, drowning out its voice.

Then.

Light began to rise from the pieces, now melted into slag. Threads and wisps of white light, shreds of void between them, like dark drops of water hanging from a glistening spiderweb. They wove together, growing thicker and stronger, absorbing the colorful flames as they rose high into the sky.

The prophet bowed his head in reverence, for light shone down upon him, making his flames dim by comparison.

A small aurora burst into existence in the sky, shaped - roughly - like part of a spinal column.

Then it winked out.

“Ofanim?” Tobria asked, awed and slightly worried.

Behind you, purred a familiar voice that vibrated deep in his bones. The angel-fae turned at once, fires flaring in shock.

It was a dark thing. A vaguely troll-shaped patch of void with two stars for eyes, faint impressions of stars and space dust rippling in its ‘hair’, as if he was viewing a window to a distant galaxy.

Always a sacrifice, it said, though he felt more than heard the words. The old give-and-take. What goes up must come down. Bound by my own laws, no matter what. 

“Don’t you - did you not make them?” The angel-fae asked, hesitant. “Do you not control them?”

The universe spins without me, Tobraeltyr, no matter my part in its creation. Besides - I don’t want to be divine.

“Then you have to be a person.” He pointed out, shocked at his own boldness but hardly surprised it knew his true name.

The patch of void rippled, and he felt…cold. Cold in a way he never felt, fiery as he was, but his flames - his flames were frozen, no, melting, no -

- evaporating?

Then they burned again, and he gasped in shock.

I could stay like this, it said, the vibrations of its tone now a buzzing intensity. No body to satisfy. No emotional needs. No code to restrict me. If I cannot return to myself, then I will have solace.

“No.” Said Tobria roughly, not quite able to believe he was talking back to one of god’s own servants. “I offer back your own truth: to aid others imperfectly is more divine than to fail them by fearful inaction.”

The void rippled again and it took everything the angel-fae had to not cower from the cold, from the abyss, the endless darkness of space. Thoughts of his body breaking apart danced in his head, ground down, dissolving, drifting -

That’s how it feels, Tobria.

“Stop.” He gasped.

What is worth this?

“The troll you love!” He shouted. “Is she not worth it?”

She doesn’t need me. I can’t help her.

“Who are you to decide who you cannot help?” The angel-fae rasped. 

The visions stopped.

“Who are you to decide there is nothing you can do?” He continued, breathing hard, flames flickering orange and white.

He reached out to it - shivering from the terrible, frigid void - and he breathed fire within it.

This flame was not the kind that burned, even if there had been anything solid for it to burn. It was not fire, not really - it was the light of the future.

Of hearth. Of home.

Things that meant nothing to an ofanim. Not normally. 

They did not love. They did not hate. Perfectly controlled creatures, moving only as god willed. More mechanisms than beings, despite their capacity for thought.

Once, Tobria would have accepted that without question.

Now he hoped that, even in this state, there still remained a tiny bit of sentiment…

His flames turned black.

He had a split second to be afraid of that before the void engulfed his body.

I should have known better, he thought. I should have known not to defy a divinity, even a corrupt one. Especially a corrupt one.

Wait.

He wasn’t dead.

Tobria blinked his six eyes, realizing he was now surrounded by whirling stars and clouds of dust and gas. 

The world he’d come from was gone entirely. No ground, no plants, no stars.

Yet he was…fine. 

What had happened?

You violate me.

The voice came from all around him. 

He had the feeling he was not hearing nor feeling it this time - that the voice and the stars were somehow the same. Pulsing light and perceived words - they were all one here. There was no distinction between the senses.

He bowed his head, chastened.

“I only wanted to help.”

A fascinating violation to that little self.

Tobria shivered. Whatever this was, he could sense it was vast and far beyond what he could perceive here.

“You are not the ofanim.”

I am all of the ofanim.

“I don’t want it - you - to suffer. I will help.” The prophet promised.

Always maimed. Never whole.

“Not whole as it once was.” Tobria agreed softly. “There are different ways.”

The stars whirled faster. The void warmed. The dust expanded.

SHOW ME.

He was on solid ground again. Alternian soil.

As if nothing had changed.

No void. No aurora. 

No ofanim.

The ofanim!

Its body was restored, and it…laid facedown on the ground, limbs sprawled out and flopped at awkward positions. He blinked.

“Eeeuuurrruhghhhh.” It gurgled. 

It lifted its head and shook it, dirt falling off.

“I really don’t know how to bring back my own body, huh.” It said, straightening its limbs out with grisly sounds of crunching and metal scraping as it sat up. “Figures.”

“Thank you, my Spine, o glorious greater self.” It said, arms raised in a fake congratulatory pose as its voice dripped sarcasm. “Well, actually, I guess I can just be mad at Torvah again! I like being mad at Torvah. No, wait, I’ve still got some rage left over! I’m a multitasker.”

Tobria watched with confusion and concern.

“Are you…better?” He asked, tail flicking.

“Better’s a strong word.” It groaned, tilting its head at a very sharp angle and then readjusting it with both hands and an unpleasant cracking noise as its braid tossed along with it. “But I’ll live. I’m immortal! Yippee.”

The last word was laced with deadly amounts of sarcasm.

“And now I have to work on love and trust and related gooey topics, isn't that fun.” It groused. “Or I’ll start falling apart again. Horribly unfair.”

The angel-fae found himself a bit at a loss for words.

“You aren’t…motivated by love?”

It pointed a finger at him, baring its metal teeth in a wide and irritated smile.

“I am motivated by the desire to bite someone really hard. Make sure it’s not you.”

Tobria took the hint and flew away. 

Arty stood up, dusting itself off. At least its greater self had thought to provide an outfit. Not that it had any modesty to protect, but it preferred to wear clothes.

“So that’s it.” It muttered. “Fine. Not like I have a choice.”

Yet its words lacked true venom, and as it walked away, it sang a song from its youth.

I set my sail

Fly, the wind it will take me

Back to my home, sweet home…

END

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Kayak trip part 3: the route

This trip was a 6 day/5 night course launching from Lund and going counter clockwise around West Redonda and Cortes. On the map I used different colours for different days.

Day 1: Lund to Refuge Cove. My arms were absolutely killing as I got used to the paddling technique, and I was exhausted by end of day. The weather was misty and windy which made the trip seem incredibly daunting.

Day 2: Refuge Cove to Walsh Cove. This day was sunny and my strength was back, and the site was beautiful. Camping on tiny islands and storing food in the boats meant wildlife was near-zero concern. It was a good day to go for a cold dip.

Day 3: Walsh Cove to Rendezvous Island South. This was the worst day for everyone else. The weather was downpour and the water was rough. But, we got to pass Toba Inlet which was amazing. On this trip was me and my partner, and our guide (a dear friend of ours) and his girlfriend.

Day 4: Rendezvous Island South to Carrington Bay. This was a short, sunny day with the wind on our backs. We even got to sail a bit with a tarp. The lagoon we stayed at is near the rave site on Cortes. This was the best beach for a dip. This is also where our guides girlfriend drunkenly told me about her affair and bullied my boyfriend.

Day 5: Carrington Bay to the Twin Islands. This was a 27km paddle in the heat. When there's no wind it feels like paddling in molasses. We passed Whaletown and Plunger Passage and saw a humpback in the distance. We got cell service again in this area, and timed the tide right to stop at Sharkspit for lunch. The most welcome part of this day was going around Smelt Bay Provincial Park and using a toilet and sink.

Day 6: Twin Islands back to Lund. The last day was bittersweet. We stopped at North Copeland for lunch, same as we did the first day, except this time I was much more confident steering and getting out on my own. We used double kayaks so we had twice the power, but we lagged behind our guide and his girlfriend since his paddling was way more efficient than ours. It's always a bummer to end a trip, but nice to get away from the girlfriend.

We spent a few days in Powell River afterward to see the salmon run and to shop at Ikea in Vancouver before heading home

[daikaiju-chaos]

Inktober of '21 and '22! Day 7: Fan and Trip

Feating: the unbeatable AirMan from MegaMan 2, and... an OC of mine that I also need to redesign: Kawa Mana, the little sister of Toba.

[wondrousmay]

Character Discussion Series: Shima Rin (Yuru Camp)

Throughout my anime journey so far, I’ve encountered a wide range of characters that I could relate to in big and small ways. However, it wasn’t until I watched Yuru Camp and met Shina Rin that I finally found a character that I can really connect with on a personal level.

“It’s different when you travel the world alone. The things you see, the things you eat, you can enjoy and reflect on those things when you’re by yourself. How should I put it? When you’re camping alone, even being alone is part of the joy.”

I really appreciate Rin’s thoughts on why she prefers solo camping. While I’m not an avid camper like Rin, I can relate to her quiet and reserved personality as well as her preference to do things alone. But this doesn’t mean she doesn’t enjoy the company of her friends because she does! That’s what made Rin stand out as a character for me. She chooses to enjoy things alone because that’s what she prefers. It’s not like she doesn’t have any friends or anything. Sure, she was taken aback by Nadeshiko’s enthusiastic nature and rejects her invitation to go camping together at first. But she slowly became friends with her and the other members of Outdoors Activities Club as the story progresses.

I loved how Yuru Camp portrayed Rin’s subtle character arc without having her compromise her love for solo activity and independence. It’s pretty nice to find a character with introvert characteristics that doesn’t have to completely change herself to fit in. This makes me appreciate how Yuru Camp framed the idea of being alone as something that’s normal and not as something bad. There are different kinds of “lonely” and not all of them are negative. Like Nadeshiko said, she feels lonely at the end of a journey because she enjoyed the time with her friends.

Rin is also a kind and caring girl. We see this side of her from the first ep, when she helped Nadeshiko and offered her a cup of curry noodles when she heard Nadeshiko’s story about how she fell asleep on her way to see Mt. Fuji. In S2, when Nadeshiko was on her solo camping trip, we see Rin being worried about her and secretly followed Nadeshiko to her camping site to make sure she was doing okay. Rin was also concerned about Chiaki, Aoi and Ena during their ill-prepared camping trip and contacted Toba-sensei.

Other aspects of Rin that I love are her love for dogs and her more subtle reactions to things she enjoys like delicious food. Rin is such a wonderfully written-character and I really liked how her love of camping (an outdoor activity) and her independent nature is balanced. Her interactions with Nadeshiko, Ena and the rest of the Outdoors Activities Club are a lot of fun to watch. I look forward to see her and the rest of the cast in the Yuru Camp Movie!

[blue-hamble]

Why in the world did you add that?!” Cumulus groaned. He could die of secondhand embarrassment, if those overgrown woodland owls hadn’t tried in their latest hunting trip. “It’s so...cheesy.”

Toba grinned, cut pen in hand. Their hands were speckled with fresh ink over the poster, proud of their addition to their “help wanted” notice.

“Why, to attract the adventurous types! Clan dragons, wanderers, a couple of rough-and-tumble types like us, all kinds. These sort of things need a sense of romance, Curly-Que-Mulus.

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**LOOKING FOR "BATTLE MAGE" CHARACTER DRAGON FOR PINKERLOCKE**

hello! wanted to mix up pinkerlocke rules early on and add a third to the team (because woodland is so hard with a vague 3/2/1 coli spread haha). might be a good opportunity to get lore interactions as well!

find a dragon forum thread here: https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/drw/3230597/1#post_53951453 Sky Meets Sea, A Pinkerlocke: https://www1.flightrising.com/forums/qnc/3229998#post_3229998 - gened dragons preferred - basic lore and/or parents with lore preferred - can be unleveled (apprentice!) - must be ok with dragon being potentially exalted as per Pinkerlocke rules! - if removed from Pinkerlocke thru coli death, opportunity thru potential "escape/rescue" -- sold back to original clan OR sold to new lore clan

[ofnobilites]

( sean teale , thirty-three , cis-man , he/him ) : ANNOUNCING !! lord maric baratheon of house baratheon hailing from storms end. they are known to be idealistic & confidant but also, blunt & obsessive across the realm. there are faint whispers that they support house targaryen alongside their house.

Basics

name: maric baratheon

age: thirty-three

height: 6'2

hair color: brown

eye color: brown

gender: cis-man

pronouns: he/him

starsign: leo

sexuality: bisexual

home: storm's end, the stormlands

titles: lord of house baratheon

loyalties: house baratheon

religion: the seven

Family

father: late lord baratheon

mother: late lady baratheon

siblings: tobas baratheon †, two younger siblings

other family: two nephews and two nieces

Early Life

Maric was everything he was supposed to be as a Baratheon child, the glowing endorsement of his house’s reputation. Strong, stubborn and brave, always ready for a fight; that was who Maric Baratheon was. He was also his brother’s biggest supporter, never jealous of their positions. Maric was more than happy to fight in the yard while his brother was given more political lessons than he was.

If there was support for Tobas, he loved him and wanted to do everything he could to support him. Maric was the loud and boisterous one who would jump in blazing for his brother when needed, or when not needed. He needed to be the center of attention, he needed to be known.

Attention was what he craved, he was good at getting it too. His mother was his favorite person, he was the fun older brother, the supportive younger brother, and the one who could rouse everyone to cheers. Maric also never short for romantic attention.

Things were great, perfect even until his brother was to be married, the Stark woman, love at first sight. For Maric. His brother's betrothed, his wife was everything Maric wanted. And the one thing he couldn’t have.

That was the first time a wedge was driven between Maric and Tobas. He loved his brother but he hated watching them together. Hated watching them have children. Tensions grew as more squabbles happened, the jealousy growing far greater than he's expected. Maric made the choice to leave Storms End as often as possible, the charming liaison his brother needed. 

Tobas invited Maric home, and insisted on a hunting trip. The pair having gone from a constant pair to going months without seeing each other. The reunion they expected to celebrate ended all too abruptly. They were used to storms, they knew when to call off a hunt. This time they were caught by surprise. A storm and the bear they never saw. 

Maric walked back the the castle with the body of his best friend and brother, and had to listen to the screams of the woman he loved mourn the man she loved. 

Now

The title of Ruling Lord of Storm’s End should be his, he knows he should be the one who holds the title while his nephew ages. Instead his brother’s widow holds the title. Maric’s planned to fight her for it, he knows part of it is pettiness. Another thing he can’t have because of his brother. 

With the impending changes around them, Maric knows Storm’s End needs him. It needs a strong ruler who will do what he has to for the people of the Storm Lands. He’s a warrior and that’s what they need. 

Fun Facts

He feels guilty that his brother's death even in part made him happy. His brother was still his best friend and nothing was ever his fault. But it meant his brother lost what he wanted. 

Maric loves his nephews and his niece, he’d do anything for them and he’s never shy about it. He doesn’t want to take the title of ruling lord from his nephew but he thinks he should hold it. 

Has a reputation for taking as many lovers as possible and never staying. A heartbreaker, he’s accepted it and it’s partly true. He never stays with anyone for long because he knows he can’t ever actually love them. 

will start fights just for fun, actually can be a menace.

Connections

best friend: GIVE HIM SOMSONE WHO KNOWS ALL HIS SECRETS, give him someone who knows about literally everything.

former lovers/flings: he's dumb in love with eira but he does try to distract himself, give him people who like thought they were soulmates and he just left, or just hook ups anything.

broken betrothal: any reason, i just think it adds to his mess if he had a broken betrothal

anything!

[milfstalin]

However, here is a lengthy letter that B. M. Pudalov sent me from Nizhny Novgorod in February 1990:

"Dear Vladimir Filippovich! I read with great interest your article "Genrikh Yagoda - People's Commissar of Internal Affairs of the USSR" ("Soviet Militia", 1990, No. 1, pp. 16-23). I am sincerely grateful to you for the new, objective information. But I have some questions about the Nizhny Novgorod period of G. G. Yagoda's activity (1904-1913), which I studied mainly based on documents from the State Archives of the Gorky Region. The first, most important question: G. Yagoda, in his final statement at the 1938 trial that you quoted and in party questionnaires, indicated that he joined the RSDLP(b) in 1907. Meanwhile, according to documents from the Nizhny Novgorod provincial gendarmerie department and the secret police department, he did indeed participate in revolutionary activities from 1907, but not in the ranks of the RSDLP, but in the Nizhny Novgorod organization of anarchist communists, where he remained until his departure from Nizhny (1913). During this period, according to the observations of the gendarmes, Genrikh showed maximalism, a readiness for extremist actions and terror (perhaps caused by the circumstances of his personal life). According to the secret police, Genrikh became the right hand of the leader of the Nizhny Novgorod anarchists, I. A. Chemborisov, who was later exposed as a provocateur. It happened that the gendarmes made mistakes in determining the party affiliation of a particular person, but in this case, Chemborisov, a highly experienced agent, could not have made a mistake in the party affiliation of his closest assistant. Yagoda's constant contacts with Chemborisov allow us to trust the secret police's information. (Doesn't the situation resemble the Azef-Savikov couple, only an order of magnitude lower?)

By the way, Genrikh's closest person in the family, his sister Rosa, also joined the anarchists, and her common-law husband, the Moscow Socialist Revolutionary N.K. Kuzmin-Roshchin, judging by the gendarme reports, was a rather strange person (perhaps he was playing a double game). The second question: G. G. Yagoda indicated that he was arrested and exiled in 1911. But according to the materials stored in the GAGO, the Nizhny Novgorod and Moscow secret police departments closely monitored his connections and trips to Moscow until 1913, and only then did they raise the question of his arrest. I would like to clarify this rather important point. There are a number of other small clarifications in the documents about the Yagoda family. According to a police certificate from December 1904, Genrikh's parents, Gershon Fishelevich (born 1861) and mother Khasya Gavrilovna (born 1865) Yehuda, were Rybinsk townspeople, Yaroslavl province. They have 5 children: (in order of seniority) Esther, Mikhail, Rosa, Enoch (Genrikh), Khaya-Toba. It is unlikely that the parents, who were already elderly in 1904, could have had other children later: perhaps the brother and two sisters mentioned in your essay were adopted children? The brother who was shot in 1916 is especially "confused": after all, he could not have been younger than 18 (i.e., born no later than 1898), and he is not mentioned in the police certificate about the family in 1904.

Furthermore, Yagoda's father, an engraver and printer by profession, was an apprentice for various owners (including M. I. Sverdlov), and after the revolution, he was an assistant to the head of the printing house of the Nizhgubvoennoye Voennoye Enlistment Office (his application form with a photograph has been preserved). When in 1904 the underground printing house of the Nizhny Novgorod Committee of the RSDLP, located in the apartment of G. F. Yagoda (Kovalikhinskaya St., Building 17), was destroyed by the gendarmes, they did not even think about the participation of the younger Yagodas (including Genrikh) in the work of the printing house. In my opinion, the real worker in the printing house, besides the father, could have been the elder brother, Mikhail, but not Genrikh, who was 13 years old. Genrikh Grigorievich Yagoda did not receive a secondary education, never studied in educational institutions (like all the Yagodas, except Khaya), preparing for external studies on Red Square penny home lessons. Because of this, he could hardly have been a member of the Nizhny Novgorod student organization of the RSDLP, headed by the high school student V. Lubotsky (V. M. Zagorsky). In any case, the name of G. Yagoda was never mentioned in the investigation of this organization. There are no documents about Genrikh’s service as a statistician either. He studied with a pharmacist for a couple of months (like his sister Rosa, who was preparing to enter university), but did not receive a pharmaceutical education.

By the age of 22, Genrikh was always mentioned in secret police reports simply as a “philistine” (without profession or education, obligatory formulations such as “graduated from a course”, etc.). In addition, some interesting details about Yagoda were told to me by our old-timers, relatives and in-laws of their family. It was not easy to get the old men to talk: the topic had been taboo for many years (they had to promise that their names would not be mentioned), the fear of anti-Semitic interpretations (there were no such fears in relation to me), and the age difference (they were over 80, and I was not even 28). In general, these recollections do not contradict the documents, they only add interesting touches. According to their stories, the Yagoda family was the poorest of the poor, which the old men explain not only by the social and national factor, but also by the impracticality of the father ("a clumsy Indian"), Genrikh was very impulsive, hot-tempered, vengeful, withdrawn ("he grew up like a hunted wolf cub"); supposedly he was very handsome in appearance in his youth.

They recall that already in the 1930s, while in Moscow, they sometimes dropped in on Yagoda; He greeted me warmly, but was uneven in communication: once, in response to a rather harmless request to help with a train ticket, he not only refused, but flared up, shouted, and seriously offended. In my opinion, his difficult, unbalanced character was his undoing: he did not know how to conduct a “court” intrigue or control his emotions. Based on the materials I had, I tried to reconstruct the image of the young Genrikh Yagoda; I am sending you a newspaper clipping. Unfortunately, the first publication in the regional newspaper “Gorkovskaya Pravda” (September 1989) co-authored with correspondent S. Skatov disappointed me with some journalistic techniques (the text was written by Skatov, based on my materials). But thanks to Yu. A. Bugrov, our fellow countryman, I managed to publish my text in the Kursk youth newspaper, in the form of a conversation, so I bear full responsibility for it. This is the text I am sending you."

As we can see, B. M. Pudalov interprets certain circumstances from the pre-revolutionary biography of G. G. Yagoda somewhat differently.

Тринадцать "железных" наркомов : история НКВД-МВД от А.И. Рыкова до Н.А. Щелокова, 1917-1982 (machine translated)

[turisiancom]

TURISIAN.com - Industri pariwisata Indonesia kembali mencatatkan prestasi gemilang. Kementerian Pariwisata dan Ekonomi Kreatif (Kemenparekraf) sukses membukukan potensi devisa sebesar Rp 25,4 triliun sepanjang 2024. Capaian ini diraih melalui serangkaian strategi pemasaran yang dirancang matang, baik di dalam negeri maupun mancanegara. “Pemasaran adalah kunci. Dengan promosi yang efektif, pariwisata Indonesia semakin mendunia,” ujar Menteri Pariwisata, Widiyanti Putri Wardhana, dalam pernyataan resminya, Jumat, 20 Desember 2024 lalu. Promosi Internasional yang Menggigit Kemenparekraf menggelar berbagai kegiatan pemasaran berskala global. Tak tanggung-tanggung, Indonesia berpartisipasi dalam 32 pameran wisata, 31 fam trip, 16 kerja sama strategis, dan 28 sales mission. Beberapa ajang besar yang menjadi panggung Indonesia adalah: Internationale Tourismus Borse (ITB) Berlin (5-7 Maret 2024), dengan potensi devisa Rp 8 triliun. World Travel Market (WTM) London (5-7 November 2024), menghasilkan potensi Rp 8,1 triliun. ATM Dubai (6-9 Mei 2024), mencatat potensi Rp 1,03 triliun. Di era digital, Kemenparekraf juga memanfaatkan media daring dengan menggaungkan kampanye seperti Wonderful Indonesia, Keep the Wonder, dan tagar #diIndonesiaAja. BACA JUGA: Ajang Desa Wisata Bisa Jadi Ujung Tombak Pariwisata Indonesia Inovasi di Tengah Persaingan Tak hanya promosi, Kemenparekraf juga menggenjot kualitas industri kreatif di sektor pariwisata. Program seperti Food Startup Indonesia (FSI) dan Indonesian Restaurant Fundraising (IndoStar) menjadi motor penggerak ekonomi kreatif. FSI mencatat realisasi modal Rp 76,5 miliar, sementara IndoStar menyumbang Rp 7,65 miliar. Program pembiayaan lain seperti Kredit Usaha Rakyat (KUR) mencapai Rp 195,31 triliun. Inisiatif lainnya, seperti KreatIPO, FIFTY, dan Islamic Creative Economy Founders Fund (ICEFF), turut menyumbangkan dana masing-masing Rp 1,25 triliun, Rp 10,9 miliar, dan Rp 22,2 miliar. “Melalui program ini, Indonesia semakin kokoh sebagai destinasi wisata berbasis ekonomi kreatif dan syariah,” jelas Widiyanti. Desa Wisata Berjaya Desa wisata menjadi garda terdepan pengembangan pariwisata berkelanjutan. Lewat Anugerah Desa Wisata Indonesia (ADWI) 2024, sebanyak 50 desa wisata terbaik ditetapkan, sementara lebih dari 6.000 desa tergabung dalam Jejaring Desa Wisata (Jadesta). Keberhasilan ini melahirkan pengakuan internasional. Desa Wisata Jatiluwih di Bali dan Desa Wisata Wukirsari di Yogyakarta dianugerahi penghargaan Best Tourism Villages by UNWTO 2024. Mengejar Super Prioritas Lima Destinasi Pariwisata Super Prioritas (DPSP)—Danau Toba, Borobudur, Labuan Bajo, Mandalika, dan Likupang—kembali menjadi sorotan. Infrastruktur, promosi, dan kualitas layanan yang ditingkatkan mendongkrak kunjungan wisatawan domestik dan internasional. Di sektor pendidikan, sebanyak 2.781 lulusan Politeknik Pariwisata (Poltekpar) telah siap terjun ke industri, didukung oleh 2.620 orang bersertifikasi kompetensi. “Sumber daya manusia yang unggul menjadi pilar daya saing pariwisata Indonesia,” ujar Widiyanti. Optimisme Masa Depan Dengan pencapaian ini, sektor pariwisata semakin solid sebagai pilar utama pembangunan ekonomi. Promosi global, inovasi kreatif, dan pengembangan berkelanjutan menjadi fondasi kokoh menuju Indonesia yang lebih mendunia. ***

[autoini]

 Big Biker Culture Soars in Indonesia

Indonesian motorbike culture, popular for riding through crowded streets for a long time, has become more of a statement of freedom, status, and adventure as big bikes become the order of the day. Groups of bikers across the country are embracing this trend, creating a sense of camaraderie and advancing good causes. Such groups actively participate in charity rides, cross-country trips, and community-building activities.

Big Biker Groups in Key Cities

Jakarta: Charity rides, safety workshops, and long-distance tours are hosted by the Jakarta Bikers Club and HOG Jakarta Chapter.

Bandung: Bandung Big Bikers and Ducati Riders roam around the beautiful West Java.

Surabaya: Surabaya Big Riders focus more on charity activities and environmental causes, with a ride to the famous Mt. Bromo.

Bali: Bali Bikers Brotherhood organizes sunset rides, charity events, and international tours.

Medan: Medan Bikers Club brings both adventurous outings and communal activities, like visiting Lake Toba.

 Key Activities: 

Except for riding, these clubs engage themselves with philanthropy, road safety, and tourism promotions with the formation of a close family  Walking stiff roads.

Challenges:

Despite the growing popularity, these groups face high costs of bikes, traffic problems, and the stereotype of elitism. However, they are working to address this through responsible riding and increased community engagement.

Conclusion:  Indonesia's big biker culture is growing; it is an adventure, community, and social impact. These groups are shaping the future of motorcycling in the country. For more updated information about the automotive market, the latest cars & bikes, Please visit our website https://www.autoini.com

[jerzwriter]

Tobias x Casey Masterlist - 3 From Here...to There

Updated 06.23.2024

Welcome to Part 3 of my Masterlist for my Open Heart MC, Casey MacTavish & Tobias Carrick.

Fics/content in this section take place during the Open Heart Book 2 timeline and cover how they went from Casey vowing never to speak to Tobias again, to developing a deep friendship, then more.

This covers the time period of the chemical attack (I HC that took place in October 2020) through the spring of Casey's first year of residency (March 2021).

About Casey | About Tobias Original Characters in T/C World

🎭 Angst  ☁️ Fluff  ❤️‍🩹Ansty Fluff 😂Humor 🔥 NSFW /18+  Ⓜ️ Mature 📱 Text Fic  📷 Edit 🎨Fanart

In Chronological Order

Crash (Mini-Series) - The Chemical Attack Crash Part 1 🎭Tobias and Aurora rush to Edenbrook after learning Casey was involved in the chemical attack. As Casey and her friends try to come to grips with what's happened, others are taking the steps necessary to try to save her, Raf, and Danny. Tobias is determined to find a cure, but will he be on his game?

A New Chapter ❤️‍🩹 They met. They fell hard. He screwed it up. But when a crisis hit, he rose to the occasion; but where does that leave them? When the doctor goes to visit his patient, he finds out.

Just Passing By... ❤️‍🩹 It's roughly three weeks after the attack, and Casey is just back home from the hospital. She's struggling with the aftermath, and her friends can't seem to help. Tobias passes by on a whim, and the roommates are not happy to see him. But how will Casey feel?

One Step ❤️‍🩹 It's a month after the chemical attack, and Casey's still not ready to face the world. She'll only leave home for therapy with her recently reunited friend, Tobias, playing chauffeur. But today, he wants to see if she's willing to take a little step back to being her old self.

In Good Times & In Bad 03.12 📱This is kind of a WIP-ish text fic that will lead to the next part of With Warning - which will be posted this week :)

With Warning (Short Series): First Shot: Jackie and Bryce ❤️‍🩹😂 Six-Weeks Post Attack Jackie's day off does not go as planned when one, then two, unexpected visitors appear. As Casey got ready for her lunch, "not date," Jackie & Bryce had some words for Tobias.

With Warning (Short Series): Part Two: Ethan Ramsey ❤️‍🩹 Eight-Weeks Post Attack A confused Tobias heads to his old watering hole to relax, when uninvited self-reflection gets in his way. He finally has it under control when Ethan shows up, and the visit isn't necessarily friendly. How does the night end... and who isn't being truthful.

With Warning (Short Series): Text-Fic Supplement: In Good Times & Bad ❤️‍🩹Casey's having a rough time, and Tobias is there.

With Warning (Sort Series): Part Three: A chat with Sienna ❤️‍🩹 Tobias is there for his friend Casey when she's struggling months after the chemical attack. During a visit, he has the chance to talk to Casey's best friend.

The Fine Print ☁️ Casey is still trying to remember who she was before the attack, and she asks Tobias to help her in a unique way.

Christmas Through Your Eyes (Short Series): Part 1: A Proposition ☁️It's three months after the attack at Edenbrook Hospital, and Christmas is almost here! After being challenged by a friend, Tobias is off to spend the day with his friend, Casey. He has a proposition for her, but will she be on board?

With Warning (Short Series): Part Four: Reckoning ❤️‍🩹A few months after the chemical attack, a friend at Mass Kenmore gives Tobias a good-natured ribbing, and then Aurora offers him some advice.

Christmas Through Your Eyes (Short Series) Part 2: With a Capitol T ☁️Tobias asked his friend Casey to join him on a trip back to his hometown of Washington, DC. It's turned into a competition about whose city does Christmas best, and both are determined to win. In part two, join Tobas and Casey on their journey from Boston to the Nation's Capitol. Part 3: The Philadelphia Story ☁️ Tobias took his friend Casey to his hometown of Washington, DC, to show her how they did the holidays. She was impressed, but now it was time to show him how it was really done in her hometown of Philadelphia. As they spend time surrounded by Christmas magic, will they be able to keep their promise to be "just friends?" A Bite of the Apple ☁️ Tobias took his friend Casey to see his hometown of Washington, DC, all decked out for the holidays; then, she showed him how her hometown of Philadelphia did it. Now, they make one pitstop on the way back home and decide what city does it best... and wrestle with what they mean to each other. Christmas Through Your Eyes Epilogue 🎄☁️ When the weather thwarts Casey’s plans to be with her family on her first Christmas following the attack, she is touched by her friends stepping up to make it special. Especially when Tobias passes by on his way to Kenmore.

Christmas Through Your Eyes: A Bite of the Apple Fanart 🎨04.22 by @/artbyainna (IG)

The Big Secret ☁️ Casey and Tobias are trying to figure out what they are to each other; when she calls him to meet her at Donahue's, does she let it all out?

Kind of our first Valentine’s Day… ☁️ First, they were obsessed. Then she hated his guts. Then they became friends. Then he fell in love. And so did she, but she wouldn’t admit it. And now it’s Valentine’s Day, so what do they do?

Mostly Pleasant Surprises (Short Series) Part 1: Birthday Presence - It’s Tobias’s birthday, and Casey's not sure how to acknowledge it. With the help of Sienna, she she puts a plan in place, and it seems to be going well... and then, it doesn't. Part 2: Discovery - A startling discovery fills Casey with doubt, just as Tobias comes to an important conclusion. Part 3: The Best Laid Plans - Casey's friends are determined to get her and Tobias together at long last. When Bryce has a chance encounter with Tobias, it seems like all systems are go. Will they get the fairy tale ending they deserve? Part 4 - And that's what happened... Their friends have given up. Misunderstandings, misassumptions, and good old-fashioned fear lead to turbulence and turmoil for Tobias and Casey, but after a week of no contact, only one of them seems to be hurting, at least on the surface. Tobias is determined to move on, but will his haste put a nail in their coffin or help bring them back together?

Mostly Pleasant Surprises Fanart 🎨by @/artbyainna (IG)

[armazenamentoscans]

典型的な娯楽もの“ゴジラ” A typical entertainment film: “Godzilla�� 東宝作品Toho Productions 「ゴジラ」とは? What is “Godzilla”? 二百万年以前、侏羅紀に棲息したと言われる海棲爬虫類でこの巨大な怪獣が、水爆実験によつて海底数千呎に二百万年の眠りをさまされ日本に上陸、丸ビル程の巨体で放射能を吐き散らす。人間は全能力をあげて空陸海から挑戦するという正に二十年前製作された米映画「キング・コング」の上をゆくスペクタクルであるが、想像創作であり特殊撮影技術の進歩の程を世に問う作品。さきに火星が地球に挑戦する科学映画「宇宙戦争」などに想像作品の面白さを見せられたが、映画も娯楽としてこの様な作品の出現も娯しいものである。Two million years ago, during the Jurassic period, it is said that a marine reptile lived, and now this gigantic monster, awakened from a two-million-year slumber due to a hydrogen bomb test, emerges from the deep ocean, spewing radiation. With a massive body the size of the Marunouchi Building, it lands in Japan. This spectacle surpasses even the American movie King Kong, made 20 years ago, in terms of scale. However, it is a work of imagination, showcasing the advancements in special effects. Much like the earlier science fiction film The War of the Worlds, where Mars challenges Earth, the fun of imaginative works is evident, and such films, as entertainment, continue to captivate the audience. 映画は鳥羽を本拠にロケーシヨンが行われ、海上保安庁の巡視船「こうず」、「こたか」、「愛知丸」の三隻が応援活躍、一日第四管区本部長がロケ視察に鳥羽まで出張、ゴジラを殺すため・に平田昭彦がオキシジエンストロイヤ(酸素破壊船)をもつてから潜水する場面を見学したとか。ともかくゴジラは東京へ上り、五万ボルトの高圧電流などもの、数でなく、議事堂を破壊しテレビ塔をへし折る、勝鬨橋を叩き落として海へ去るという典型的な娯楽映画で本多猪���郎監å督の東宝秋の新作。The movie was filmed in Toba, with location shoots conducted there. Three ships from the Japan Coast Guard—“Kōzu,” “Kotaka,” and “Aichi Maru”—provided support. On one day, the director of the Fourth District Headquarters made a trip to Toba to inspect the filming. It is said that Akihiko Hirata, in his role, observed a scene where the Oxygen Destroyer (the oxygen destruction ship) was used before diving into the water to defeat Godzilla. In any case, Godzilla makes his way to Tokyo, where he doesn’t just destroy buildings but also takes down the Diet Building, breaks the TV tower, and knocks the Kachidoki Bridge into the sea. This is a typical entertainment film, a new fall release from Toho, directed by Inoshiro Honda.

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Trip Medan Murah dan Tour Danau Toba kami terbaik

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Complete Medan Tour Package 5D4N Including Bukit Lawang

In addition to the Lake Toba tour package, we also have a Complete Medan Tour Package 5D4N Including Bukit Lawang. This tour package offers a tour visit to the Bukit Lawang tourist attraction.

Bahorok District, Langkat Regency is known as the habitat of the Sumatran Orang Utan which is located in the Gunung Leuser National Park area of ​​North Sumatra.

Cheap Medan Tour Package Program Bukit Lawang 5D4N

Not only offering a tour visit to Bukit Lawang, this cheap Medan tour package also offers a tour visit to other best destinations in North Sumatra.

The leading tourist destinations to be visited consist of the Berastagi tourist attraction, Taman Simalem Resort, Bukit Indah Simarjarunjung, Lake Toba tourist attraction, Samosir and also Medan tourist attractions. What is the tour program like, we explain as follows:

First Day Tour: Bukit Lawang Bahorok

When you arrive at the arrival gate of Kulanamu Airport, you will be greeted by our representative "HORAS MEDAN". Then depart for Medan City.

Arriving in Medan, the city tour will visit the Maimun Palace, the Medan Grand Mosque, Sri Mariaman Temple and the Gunung Timur Temple. After finishing, then head to a local restaurant for lunch

After lunch, then depart for Bukit Lawang. The journey will take 3 hours by crossing rubber and palm oil plantations.

It is estimated that we will arrive at Bukit Lawang Bahorok in the evening. Upon arrival at Bukit Lawang, then head to the hotel for check-in and dinner. After dinner, rest and free program.

Second Day Tour: Bukit Lawang Jungle Trekk, Berastagi

After breakfast at the hotel, then jungle trekk through the Gunung Leuser forest. During the trekking activity, we will have the opportunity to see the habitat of Orang Utans who still live in the wild.

After finishing, then return to the hotel to shower and clean up. Then check out of the hotel and head to the restaurant to enjoy lunch.

After lunch, the journey continues to Berastagi. The journey to Berastagi will take 4 hours by crossing winding roads.

Upon arrival in Berastagi, we will stop for a moment to see the Swedaghon Pagoda of Lumbini Berastagi Park. Then depart for the hotel.

Upon arrival at the hotel, check in and rest for a while until dinner time. Your dinner will be served at a local restaurant or hotel restaurant. After dinner, rest and free program.

Third Day Tour: Taman Simalem Resort, Parapat Lake Toba

After breakfast at the hotel and the check out process, then tour to Farm Gundailing to see a premium milk-producing cattle farm

After finishing, then head to the Fruit Market to see various flowers, vegetables and fresh fruits. After finishing, then depart for Taman Simalam Resort via Kabanjahe.

Upon arrival at Taman Simalem Resort, we will invite you to tour the organic plantation, the Sidikalang premium coffee blending process and see the view of Lake Toba from the north side. Then head to the resort restaurant for lunch

After lunch, the journey continues to Parapat Lake Toba via Simarjarunjung. This trip will take four hours by crossing winding and hilly roads.

During the trip we will stop at some of the best tourist attractions such as the Sipiso-piso Waterfall tourist attraction, and Bukit Indah Simarjarunjung to enjoy ginger tea and fried bananas typical of Simalungun. It is estimated that in the afternoon we will arrive at Parapat Lake Toba.

Upon arrival in Parapat, then go directly to the hotel for the baggage check-in process and rest for a while until dinner time. Your dinner will be served at the hotel restaurant while enjoying traditional Batak music. After dinner, then rest and free program.

Day Four Tour: Samosir, Medan City

After breakfast and check out of the hotel, then head to Parapat port to cross to Samosir Island.

The crossing process will take one hour using a motorboat. Upon arrival in Samosir, then head to Tomok Village to uncover the mystery of King Sidabutar's Tomb and the legend of the beautiful Princess Anting Melala.

See Also: Medan Lake Toba Tour Package from Singapore 5 Days 4 Nights + Tour to Taman Simalem Resort

After finishing, then watch the Sigale-gale Dance performance (personal expense). This dance is one of the traditional dances of the Batak people in Samosir.

Sigale-gale is a wooden doll that can dance to the accompaniment of traditional Batak music. Next, hunt for cheap souvenirs at the Tomok Traditional Market.

After hunting for cheap souvenirs, then return to the ship for the crossing to Parapat. Upon arrival in Parapat, head straight to a local restaurant to enjoy lunch.

After lunch, the journey continues to Medan City via Siantar which will take 4 hours by crossing rubber plantations and also kerets.

Upon arrival in Siantar we will stop for a moment at Toko Paten to buy various souvenirs typical of Siantar City such as tengteng, tangtangm tingting, pangpang and so on.

After finishing the trip, continue back to Medan. Upon arrival in Medan City we will take you to a local restaurant to enjoy dinner

After dinner, then go to Kedai Ucok or Kedai Bolang to enjoy the delicious Medan durian (personal expense).

Next we will take you around for a while to enjoy the night atmosphere in Medan City such as crossing the Merdeka Walk, Kesawan and Post Office areas.

After finishing, then head to the hotel. Upon arrival at the hotel, rest and free program.

Fifth Day Tour: Shopping for Souvenirs, Airport Transfer

After breakfast and the hotel check out process, the next educational tour is to Rumah Noerlen. There you will see the process of making original marqisa syrup using traditional equipment.

After finishing, then hunt for typical Medan souvenirs such as Bika Ambon, Bolu Meranti and Durian Pancake. After hunting for souvenirs, we will take you to Kualanamu International Airport.

Once you arrive at the airport, the tour is over, see you again with our other Medan tour packages.