#auxiliary craft

[ship-o-rama]

Colony Shuttle

Profile: Short range shuttle used as landers and exploration vehicles for the colony mothership.

Pictured: Search and Rescue find the previous shuttle abandoned on the surface of Alpha Centauri.

Appeared in Centarus, Vol 1 & 5 , Editions Delcourt

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Duran Duran - The Chauffeur 1982

Rio is the second studio album by English band Duran Duran, released in 1982. A new wave album with musical elements such as dance and synth-pop, Rio is mostly composed of fast, upbeat numbers, with a couple slower synthesiser-based ballads. The cover artwork, painted by Patrick Nagel and designed by Malcolm Garrett to resemble 1950s cigar packaging, is considered one of the greatest of all time.

Duran Duran shot music videos for many of the album's tracks, all of which helped spearhead the 1980s MTV revolution. Accompanied by three worldwide hit singles, Rio peaked at number 2 in the UK and remained in the chart for 110 weeks. Initially unsuccessful in the US, the album was remixed by Capitol Records to better match American radio at the time; the remixed album spent 129 weeks on the Billboard chart, reaching number 6.

Rio initially received mixed-to-negative reviews from critics, who commended the melodies but disparaged the lyrics. Retrospective reviewers consider Rio timeless and the band's best work, praising its instrumentation and band performances. With the album, Duran Duran were forerunners in the Second British Invasion of the 1980s, helping ensure the success of other English artists throughout the decade, and along with Culture Club and Spandau Ballet created a teen frenzy similar to Beatlemania during the first British Invasion of the 60s. Rio has since made appearances on best-of lists and has been reissued several times.

"The Chauffeur" was created on the spot in the studio. During downtime, Nick Rhodes retreated to an auxiliary studio room with Blauel, their tape operator, and crafted a track using keyboards, synthesisers, the sound of an ice cube cracking and a conversation about nature for extra effects. Simon Le Bon accompanied him with lyrics he'd originally written as poetry in 1978, and adding a melody on an ocarina. The final track features no contributions from the three other band members. An acoustic version (Blue Silver) was recorded without Rhodes, which appeared as a B-side to "Rio". The keyboardist later quipped, "I guess that was my punishment for have created an entirely electronic track."

"The Chauffeur" received a total of 64,6% yes votes! Previous Duran Duran polls: #21 "The Wild Boys".

[something-about-sunflowers]

ALRIGHT, *cracks knuckles* let's get into that teaser, shall we?

Should I itemize this? I think I'm going to itemize it lmao.

So:

Starting here because this is a baseline for Stede, he's got no neckerchief here. This is likely early in the season, probably the very start.

Man's got a fuckin' ARM.

This is Ed. You can see the bare right arm in both shots.

Red neckerchief. Ed's scrap of silk? Beat to shit if it is, which, he did toss it out to sea so, it would be.

Ed's not wearing the knee brace. Or gloves for that matter. I know the knee brace being an actual mobility aid is unconfirmed canon/fanon but it does make me :(c to see him without it. Either it wasn't actually considered as a mobility aid or he's lost it like he's lost his gloves OR he's going without it because he doesn't care if it hurts.

Closer shot of the neckerchief.

I just wanted to point out all the knives stabbed into the table. Also, those look like bits of paper on the windows, did they keep some of the books to repurpose for window blocking purposes?

THERE HE IS!!!!!!!! Other people have already pointed out the makeup and his ring still on his tie, along with the whip on his hip cjizzy real. He's got a new baldric but I also think his clothes look. Darker? Than in season 1? This is a darker/heavier contrast setting but it carries into other shots of him too I think? Like they're less sun/saltwater faded or something?

Other thing to note: If I have my orientation right, this is to the right of Stede's bed nook and to the left of the library, which means this shelf is the one with the auxiliary wardrobe opening mechanism. Which I bring up because:

This little guy seems to be in the place of the mannequin. Ed kept the auxiliary wardrobe and gothed up the mannequin to justify it still being there.

SO much here. This is, I'm fairly certain, Benjamin Hornigold. This camp he's set up (along with what he's wearing) looks like it was made out of a shipwreck. Ed's barefoot and missing his jacket and gloves, and his shirt's torn up at the sleeves. Definitely where he washed up from his dip in the ocean.

Note the trees and the lighting, that comes up later. Ed shoots here and Ben moves with the shot but it doesn't look like he was actually HIT by it to my eyes.

'Wanted. |Blackbeard| Villainous Pirate. Murderer, thrice over. $400 Reward for the criminal responsible for: theft - brigandry - larceny - arson - tax evasion ➡' Presumably there are more crimes/info on the back, though we see the reverse side in the next cut and it's either blank or all in very small text, I couldn't quite tell.

The poster to the right says 'Port' something which has me wondering Port Royal but that's just the only 'Port' something I know, could def be somewhere else.

(Also, just for fun:

Here's how much abouts Ed's capture would be worth now.)

Wider pic than it needs to be but I didn't wanna cut out Olu lol. ANYWAY. Neckerchief again. Also the back of the poster, see what I mean about it either being blank or very tiny?

Babygirl. . . But also that Bride Ed figure kinda slays. Little bralette with the midriff showing, I see you Babygirl. When will he be allowed to just rest and do silly little crafts WITHOUT heartbreak looming over him?

Well. Four is not nine. So. There's that. The other five could be used or out of frame though, of course.

OH. He's back to his fingerless gloves! They might actually be different from his original ones though, they look different at the wrist to me, not quite sure though.

The BOYS!!!! Frenchie looks like he's having a GREAT time. Considering he suggested they turn the hostage into a table and complained about the Republic of Pirates being a bit gentrified I'd say this is more in line with what he's used to in piracy. I 100% buy he was going along with Stede's way because he knew it was an easy ride compared to real piracy. This wouldn't necessarily be a return to form for him but definitely something he's more used to? And he gets to be kitty :3c

And FANG!!! Look at him showing a bit more skin!! Good for him!!

Everybody say 'Thank You David Jenkins'. Right now. Look at this Mad Max shit. Fuckin' Imperator Jimenez right there. LOVE that tye added the 'beard' after the 'fuck's wrong with your face?' bit in 1x10. Full 'it looked weird on you but I slay' energy.

Jim

Izzy

Fang

Near as I can tell at least. I can't make out if Frenchie is in the shot and I'm pretty positive Ed isn't cause he stayed by the cake when they charged in.

Man, yknow I know we were all kinda clowning on it a bit at the end of 1x10 but this look really is so JARRING. Like, in the dark it's menacing but in the light? It's unhinged and that reads as more dangerous imo.

Also just for comparison's sake the pre-Ed-ified version of the bride figure. He really did full on customize that thing lol.

I DON'T THINK ANNE KISSED STEDE HERE. It feels out of character of the show to pull the 'It's fine if a woman does it to a man' kind of thing with regard to unwanted kissing. This is the frame the scene starts on in the trailer. She's leaning back from him and isn't nearly close enough to his mouth to say for certain that's where she was coming from. My money is on her leaning in to whisper something into his ear, maybe under the guise of it being an advance/intended kiss, which would also explain the annoyed look when she's interrupted. She either got ACTUALLY interrupted or it's part of the act. Stede doesn't look nearly as uncomfortable as he would be if she'd kissed him or tried to, he looks confused.

Izzy going for his sword when this guy tries to get the drop on Stede. He either is starting to care or he knows how much Ed needs him alive.

Also, this is the other potential source of Stede's neckerchief. Mr, Knife right here has a red one and Stede doesn't have it in this scene. I do think this one is a little less distressed than the one Stede has though so it could just be coincidence.

See? No neckerchief. He DOES have a sword at his hip tho! So this, I think, is after Izzy's started training him.

Also, he actually looks really good in red lol.

Baby. He's definitely missing the ring in this shot. It sits higher than the baldric is covering. I want to give him a little kissie on his ouchie and then let him have a nap, he needs that.

The pants match the coat. Also, black shirt. Stede is kinda slaying ngl.

Still missing her head :(c. Isn't that bad luck?

Maybe yall didn't hear me properly with the Jim pic. I'll repeat:

EVERYBODY SAY 'THANK YOU DAVID JENKINS'.

I can't get over how Stede's just standing there politely with his arms behind his back lmfao.

Also, Izzy's got his right leg up, he's putting his weight on his left. . . 'foot'.

I SAID EVERYBODY SAY-

I know tits and all but also. The belly. I would like to. Bite.

*ahem*

ANYWAY. On the left (our left) side of the barrel you can see the tip of his right boot so he's def got that leg off the ground. Perhaps someone is trying to relearn their footwork? Now that they've got a different balance than they're used to? And perhaps a difference in sensory input in the leg he's standing on? Possibly?

This is the same beach Ed was on when he did the fuckin' RAD takedown of the other officer but it definitely looks like different times of day. Having both in the teaser is def meant to be a red herring. He doesn't have the neckerchief in this shot either.

Bra för honom. (Is how google translate tells me you say 'Good for him' in Swedish.)

Is Jackie's hair the same here as it is in the VF pic with Ed? Or like, similar enough to be a 'later in the day after some Fun™ messing it up a bit'?

Roach!!! Fully sleeveless now, added a belt, got some flowers tied to the strings/straps of his apron. Looks like he's having fun lighting that cannon lol. Pretty sure this is the same scene as that one leaked photo of him dancing with Fang and Izzy's green screen sock. He had the flowers in that, right?

[Ran out of allowed images, please hold]

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 3/18/2025

in which we read a lesbian romance where the highs are pretty fuckin good and the lows are not so pretty good

listening: the giver by chappell roan

reading: a bella books update, but mostly Beautiful Journey by Kenna White

watching: fallow week

playing: genshin (!) and Pokémon

making: garden update, rit dye bounty

listening

new single out. i want to hear this in EVERY commercial this summer

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reading

special shoutout to a blazed tumblr post that led me to Haden Cross’ Uncontinented Stars, a queer moby-dick retelling. before you dismiss it out of hand here are some of my thoughts about how it neatly avoids some common queer retelling pitfalls

in this gay and lesbian romance project, i really think (one of) my (big) problem(s) is with Bella Books specifically as a publisher and their lack of quality control or editing assistance, but we are closer to done with them. with the bella and naiad conglomerate, i have two books of short stories (one naiad one bella, neither with covers i can take to work) and two more naiad originals after this. i will be breaking them up into three weeks in between kim baldwins (the insane lesbian bunker mercenary one i enjoyed).

three up this week: could not finish the one on the left due to a printing error with random missing pages, could not finish the one on the right bc of a hard-out trigger.

this is Kenna White’s Beautiful Journey, a 2008 Bella Books original (not acquired from Naiad), 276p softcover with a worse than usual application of glue to the perfect bound binding.

Kit Anderson is determined to make a difference. All around her the Battle for Britain is raging, and ferrying factory-fresh airplanes to combat bases makes excellent use of her skills as flight lieutenant for the British Women’s Air Transport Auxiliary. An American in southern England, she is undaunted by war. It’s safer than love.

The talented aviatrix could fly a crippled craft through a thunderstorm without a compass and find her way home, so it is singularly disconcerting to find herself flying in circles around Emily Mills, a too young, too attractive and too abrasive British literature teacher. Even though Emily’s grandmother is Lady Marble, it’s a time of war and scarcity and Emily needs work. Kit offers to help her find a job on the air base—and as is often true, no good deed goes unpunished.

i had zero expectations from a bella books book (and there were still a handful of misspellings and formatting glitches) but on a scene by scene level, White is excellent at setting a scene and making it come fully alive with a sort of forties wartime romcom slapstick vibe. in the back half there’s a very good very coen brothers scene with ornery pig farming lesbians, married for twenty-eight years, who (after holding her at shotgunpoint and wanting to see the American label in her American silk underwear) help Kit get her plane out of a field after an emergency landing and some intergenerational bonding. to which she gifts them her silk parachute as an anniversary present. there’s a great dramatic romantic set piece during a daytime air raid in London, where they flee a claustrophobic, unhygenic tube station and shelter outdoors in an alcove (very stupid). a big dramatic kiss to comfort someone and distract them from a panic attack. that sort of thing.

contains one of the worst reactions to a first orgasm i have ever read: i texted my bestie in horror “American lesbian successfully seduced British lesbian (found out she was a virgin, got her clothes off) and after she made the British lesbian come the British lesbian BURST INTO TEARS AND RAN OFF INTO THE NIGHT” HELLO??? EMILY WHAT??? while this is a BONKERS thing to do in real life i must applaud this specific bella book for making me go HELLO??? in this way and not in frustration bc i want something! anything! to happen. good decisions are out interesting decisions are in etc. bella books sets SUCH a low bar.

also contains straight up one of the most effective scenes ive read in this project so far, that made me tear up AT WORK:

the book has a very water-themed series of mishaps (walks in on Kit while she’s having a bath, drenches her with dirty water from a kitchen pot, doesn’t set the brake on a truck and Kit has to drop flat in the mud for the truck not to run her over, Kit ends up going back in the rain to rescue Emily from a thunderstorm, Kit rescues Emily from a river overrunning its banks, at least one more thing i can’t recall). this is a pretty amusing lesbian getting-you-wet schtick without doing a russo brothers HEY IM GETTING YOU WET. GET IT? WE FUCK NOW? and does supply some believable friction for the “why can’t they be together NOW” question. they can’t be together now bc emily is a walking disaster.

unfortunately i think this book is much weaker in the last third of the relationship, and the way they resolved their misunderstanding from an accidental eavesdrop felt like it could be very forties romantic drama in the eventual film adaptation, but felt very flimsy as a modern reader. i hope that makes sense. wretched ending, i did NOT enjoy the Kit spanking Emily scene to get her to confess why she broke up with her in the LAST THREE PAGES. it felt very strange when they were so focused on being soft and gentle for the rest of the book, and i don’t think that’s a good place to rebuild a relationship on.

yes, and the sex?

certainly better than all of the other bella books sex scenes: three? i think? with one nearly a full chapter long. i wish some of the word choice (eg “honey path”) was different. i think White’s strength is in groups conferring amongst each other and establishing non-romantic relationships, but she’s good at making me invested in them because they have so much frustration to overcome and have to establish a friendship beachhead before they can get to anything romantic.

by far the best bella book with some really standout individual scenes, but still a very mixed bag. i will probably keep it on the strength of that shortbread passage alone bc. OOF. i think it was worth slogging through the bella/naiad books for that.

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watching

rare fallow week! hopefully i will sort myself out as i get used to working in person and need less completely silent floor time. hopefully.

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playing

no news on the desktop front unforch BUT i did finally have a phone upgrade tick around and good god. going from an iPhone 12 to a 16 plus is insane. this thing is enormous. i get WHY genshin makes a billion dollars a year on mobile bc this looks sick but my god do i prefer mouse and keyboard. i feel a billion years old. i am glad i can get in and do my dailies and some events but i am nowhere near confident enough to do like. the fighting part of the fighting game. anyway, get a load of this guy and his thigh high demonias

with this guy the only other guy i really really want is pink fox lady Yae Miko. and woman of mystery Skirk. whenever the fuck she drops. so glad i was grinding before my pc died lol bc i dropped three mil in-game currency on making sure my beautiful sad man has maxed artifacts maxed weapon and talents to 8/10. he would be totally maxed but i have One! ONE! boss drop left and can’t quite clinch it yet on mobile. i may have to drop the difficulty level down as far as it will go :( i cannot git gud :(

but get a load of this other guy!

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making

continuing battles with the insane microclimate on my balcony, which is extremely hot and dry yet i am constantly battling drainage issues and a fungal damping-off issue, where seedlings wither at the base before they get their first true leaves. also having a strange issue with things simply not coming up: the purple bush beans and lettuce mix i bought last year, and half the marigolds i bought this year don’t want to sprout At All even in a damp paper towel in a baggie. they’ve been kept in the cool and dark. so what gives.

however, the nearly six year old butternut squash seeds @shiny-good-rock sent me at the beginning of the pandemic? all four of those babies came up. while they sort themselves out into something photogenic, behold my beautiful little satellite array of nasturtiums. they need to be moved around a bit so they all have breathing room but that’s a problem for future kay

and finally, i so rarely enter giveaways but i entered one on Instagram and got a stupid mchugelarge box FULL of rit dye!!! i am going to commit so many synthetic crimes. gorls THRILLED by big box and so much paper

[talonabraxas]

"Throughout all the reaches of the cosmos, Weaves the real being of each individual; In the quintessential human being, the mirror image of the world holds sway. The 'I' unites both And so realizes, The true meaning of existence." ~Rudolph Steiner

Sirians Talon Abraxas This is The Sirians! This is a message for the channelling platform “lettersfromsirius.com”. This transmission will continue to build on all the introductory sessions we have had so far on this platform about the various beings that reside on various planets around Sirius A. You might have seen the word Ashkeru being mentioned in prior transmissions. The word Ashkeru describes all humanoid beings that live on and associate with the planets around Sirius A. It encompasses the Blue Sirians, the Reptilian Sirians, the Aquatic Sirians, the Feline Sirians, all the Hybrids and some other races that have made the Sirius A planets their home and we want to honour them by including them as well.

There are twelve planets around Sirius A. In this transmission we will be expanding on the planet that we, The Sirians, the Guides of this channel and the Providers of this transmission primarily align with. This is the planet of the Blue Sirians, the planet of the Blue Ashkeru beings, planet I-A-EE. Planet I-A-EE exists in multiple dimensions. The physical beings align with the fifth-dimensional resonance of the planet whereas the collectives and the Light Beings like us align with the higher dimensional aspects of the planet. The planet is approximately 12 to 15 times bigger than your Earth and is located in an ideal position relative to Sirius A; close enough to absorb a lot of its energy but far enough to be safe from the power of its radiation. The planet has water, the planet has soil, arctic environments on the poles and some more destitute territories and it is organised a bit differently to your planet Earth. It is organised according to function, not according to identity for the identity of our society is already unified therefore we do not need separation amongst us, we do not need borders, we do not need other frameworks.

We are, and by “we” we mean the Ashkeru beings for we speak on behalf of the Ashkeru beings, a space-faring species. We evolved enough to have physical, light and non-physical expressions of our consciousness. We exist on our planets just like we exist on our motherships. Planet I-A-EE has been around for many millions of years. It was a desolate piece of floating mass of soil and stone, but we saw the energetic potential. There was already a civilisation on it. When our ancestors fled from the wars ravaging Lyra and Orion, they settled there and many more followed.

The planet I-A-EE has been lovingly adapted and geo-formed to fit our ever-increasing consciousness, our ever-increasing capability in the areas of spirituality, self-awareness, technology, scientific endeavours and our contributions to the Galactic Federation have been a compass as to how we carry out our administration and the management of our planet. We have five to seven Moons as you call them; their number depends on how you count and how they are utilised in each moment. These Moons are not natural; these are artificial planets that we call auxiliary planets. We have placed them there so that they can play the role of research, of fabrications, of manufacturing, of scientific endeavours. Our soil is rich in Silica and another compound that is unknown to you. The Blue Sirians, that primarily live on I-A-EE, and their Hybrid offspring are very tall by your standards. The planet is on a different scale to your Earth. Everything is bigger compared to your Earth, compared to your awareness of size and scale. We do not necessarily have what you call cities although we have organised areas that we call settlements, where several activities take place.

The receiving and sending of Motherships, of space crafts, is very fundamental to us and our civilisation at this point in our evolution. So, we have really dedicated areas on our planets, close to the poles, for that is easier access and also safer access, where we keep our bases. We want to use the word spaceport, consider it an equivalent to your airport. Some aspects of the spaceports are on the surface, so are terrestrial, but the majority of the spaceport facilities are underground for that is a lot safer. The spaceports are a very important part of our planet, and they are allocated in very strategic locations.

We do have a lot of forests; we do have a lot of nature and a lot of wild nature that we left unencumbered. We respected it and gave space for it because the nature that grows natively on I-A-EE is a natural energetic expression of the Sirius A star and the planetary being herself. We use the female article to designate the energy of our planet. We perceive her as a female-oriented planetary being, but we have been working on integrating all aspects of ourselves for many years, many cycles of our evolution.

There are settlements on the surface and below the ground and what you need to also realise is that not all planets share the same, shall we say, architecture as your planet. You have a surface, and you have your dwellings on the surface and then there is an uneven sea-level; certain countries of your Earth-plane are below the sea-level, certain are much higher than the sea level. All of you use the sea level as your reference. We do not have the same reference on I-A-EE. Our planet and our settlements are layered, very layered. We have forests that exist on an upper layer of the planet and settlements that exist many layers down. We do have what we call an inner core below which you get too close to the central crystal of the planet, but our civilisation and our settlements are built upon layers. Close your eyes and visualise. As a result, when we relate to space, we relate to it in a much more spherical manner. You relate to your space in a much more horizontal manner. You use the sea as a reference point, and you navigate yourselves primarily along your planet’s surface. We do not use our bodies of water as a reference, we use the inner core and the coordinates of altitude and longitude to define our location on the planet. Considering the size of the planet and the multiple layers you can see how complex the environment can be when you compare it to your own perception of Earth.

In the last few years, there has been a very popular entertainment movie show on your planet with certain blue beings. We are not going to name the show for you all know what we are referring to- that was loosely based on planet I-A-EE and Sirian civilisations. Use the magnificent trees that were depicted there as your starting point to begin to visualise the forests on our planet.

Physical Blue Sirians and Blue Hybrids co-exist peacefully with the animal life forms, the plant life forms and all the other beings that are travelling in and out of our planet that are of other species, of other star societies. We have certain areas, certain settlements that are dedicated to certain purposes. Physical beings like to live communally. We have evolved to a certain point where there is not a lot of value for the physical beings on I-A-EE to live in isolation by themselves. We are a consciousness of service. We are a civilisation of service. Therefore, we like to exist and co-exist and work with others. Settlements exist in various localities around the planet in various altitudes and longitudes and communities organise themselves according to purpose.

There are certain communities dedicated to the advancement of technology, certain communities dedicated to the raising of our offspring, certain communities dedicated to the taking care of our genetic material and indeed the procreation of our species. Physical beings on I-A-EE do not need to eat food. We have transcended the need for food. We can maintain our bodies by directly transmuting the light energy and by ingesting certain fluids to maintain our alkaline composition. Therefore, we do not need to cultivate food on a grand scale like you do, like many other races need to. That frees a lot of time, space and effort so we can use the resources of our planet for other purposes.

[personostient]

The VULTURE Class Carrier Vessel "Crow"

A mighty craft carrier, a speedy supply dropper, or even a keen-eyed scout, the Vulture Class MEGA FAUNA possess the widest array of characteristics needed to take on most aerial-based operations.

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"The auxiliary digits have been carried-over from old era designs, having shown potential use for in-field medical/mechanical treatment dispensaries. However, all recovered units are still subject to "Clipping" as part of initial "Reconditioning" treatments, action not to be reversed until unit is reinstated into aerial corps.

Remanent scavenging programs and triggers set upon human targets to be further studied. Under no circumstances are programs to be taken outside 'Reconditioning' testing sites."

- Excerpt from, lab manual C

[shattered-eagle]

Shattered Eagle RO Descriptions

Hi all, I got some questions on what the ROs look like and their personalities, so I thought I'd share what I had in mind while writing. All of the ROs are some shade of bisexual, if I hadn't noted that already.

Empress Julia Vitallia Hevernica: The Empress of Iudia is a forty-eight year old woman of average height, with a fair complexion and dark black hair on a slow but steady journey to silver. She has gray eyes which tend to bore icily into whoever she happens to be speaking with. Even as Empress, she has remained active from many years of military campaigning, with a fit and athletic physique. She tends to wear her hair short, barely reaching past her ears.

She is known to be cruel to her enemies, ruling through fear of her merciless wrath. Nevertheless, as a savvy politician, she takes care to project an image of harsh, yet fair, justice at her hand, if dealt with in good faith.

In her most personal relationships, Julia can often be more distant than she intends, as she seeks out understanding and care from her loved ones, despite her cold exterior. She is well known to be estranged from her husband.

Legate Antonius Lethungius/Amalrik Wulfhid: The general of the barbarian auxiliaries is a tall, clean shaven, forty year old man with a great blonde mane of hair. His once youthful good looks have, however, been marred by the scars of countless bloody wars. He has bright green eyes, flecked with a faint gold. A formidable foe in battle, he bears a strong and stout frame.

The Legate is half of 'civilized Iudia' and half of 'barbarous Gruthungia,' and everything from what clothes he wears to what accent he speaks with may change by the audience he finds himself in front of.

As a result, it is difficult to tell whether he is a a fierce, unbowed barbarian warrior, or a obedient, dutiful son of the Empire, an ambiguity is he seems content to maintain.

Ever careful about who he lets get too close, the Legate has been known to be somewhat aloof, trying to steer clear from personal relationships, supposedly out of his sense of obligation to his soldiers and their needs. His resultant lack of experience is then a source of embarrassment, though he does not let others know this readily.

Consul Consentia Plinia Dorcia: An older woman of fifty-four years old with a fair complexion, Consentia nevertheless has features that have aged as well as a fine vintage. Her dark brown hair, once near matching her brown eyes, has long since turned grey, however, reaching down a few inches past her shoulders.

Refusing the indulgences that many of the matrician class enjoy, Consentia is healthy and fit for her age, considering the long hours of work she tirelessly puts herself through for the business of the Senate.

Carrying elegance with her every step, she is well known to be polite and courteous to all in search of a new, more republican form of government, though she reserves ire for the 'barbarians' she views as emblematic of Iudia's decline. She is also a skilled orator, giving rousing speeches filled with carefully crafted rhetoric.

In her personal relationships, the Consul has been widowed for many years, having eschewed remarriage. Some whisper she has taken on a paramour or two in the past decades, though few socialites are brave enough to do more than speculate on the matter.

Tribune Ceto Vera: The Tribune is a thirty-eight year old woman with shoulder-length brown hair, an olive complexion and hazel eyes. Her features are calloused and weathered from her upbringing in the harsh streets of the slums of Kyro, an attribute most expressed in her scandalously low-class accent, a trait which she proudly bears even amongst the highest of matricians.

Though she stands rather short, Ceto carries a lean frame, her quick reflexes lending her a vicious talent with a dagger.

Despite her brusque demeanor and crude humor with the ladies of Kyro, however, she carries a talent for rousing the passions of the dispossessed and the discontented, using her criminal empire to generously reward those lending a voice to her populist cause, and ruthlessly make examples out of those who would refuse.

Ceto's personal life is shrouded from the knowledge of most, for all her shameless comments and advances she does not speak much on her past relationships. Nor of how she came to rise to power in the streets, both mysteries being either a source of regret or resentment for her.

Prince Darius of Pharia: Darius is a thirty-three year old man, standing at an average height, with black curly hair, a rich brown complexion, and a short and well groomed beard. In public, he bedecks himself in silks, radiant colors, and copious amounts of fine jewelry.

Trained as a warrior as any Prince should be, he is most skilled in the Pharian repeating crossbow, a curious invention that few Iudians have ever wielded.

Despite his status as a foreign hostage, the man has a charming, almost obsequious manner about him, inviting many dignitaries and notables of the capital for tea and idle talk at his embassy, which supposedly functions as his cage.

Darius often speaks of himself as an open book, and has carried on more than a few flings during his time in Iudia, though none have stuck around very long in the Prince's company.

[breelandwalker]

so, I know you've been vending at a lot of different craft fairs and witch markets for awhile now (sadly, too far away for me to attend!). would you happen to have any tips for someone looking to do the same at their local fairs? thanks!!!!!! ❤️

Sure! To start, brush up on three things - networking, recordkeeping, and people skills. Get an idea of what's going in on your area, talk to the organizers, see what the particulars are for the events. Here are some questions to ask:

What's the venue like? (indoors, outdoors, parking, accessibility)

Do I need to bring my own table and chairs?

Is there electricity / wifi available?

What is the table fee?

When is the event and how long does it run?

Is there a theme or target audience?

Is there advertising being done for the event? (Signal boost!)

Based on the answers you get, you can start putting your stock and setup together.

Do as much as you can WAY ahead of time. If you need to make things, start now. If you need to buy things, give yourself at least a month before an event to make sure everything arrives in time. Get yourself a 6-foot folding table and a comfortable folding chair or camp chair for events where they're not provided by the venue. Sign for Paypal, Venmo, and Cashapp as well as a card payment processing service like Square to give your customers the most payment options possible. And of course, plan to carry some small bills for cash patrons. (You don't need a register or cashbox, a simple bag of appropriate size will do. I literally use a pencil case that says Resting Witch Face. Works great.)

You'll want to get some displays for your merchandise. The type will vary depending on what you have, but it should be simply and sturdy and preferably easy to pack in and out. Vertical visibility is important at these events, so if you can find some kind of stand or tiered display, that will help you get noticed. I'd also suggest some simple clear plastic standups that you can put a printout price list and a basic sign in. A table banner helps people notice your table from afar and you should definitely have business cards to hand out with your shop info and socials. (I use Vistaprint for both.) Decorations are nice, but don't overload the table with them. They should augment your setup, not overwhelm it.

You may also want to get an 8x8 or 10x10 popup canopy and canopy weights if you plan to do outdoor events. Also, GET A COLLAPSIBLE WAGON. Best investment I ever made was a $45 collapsible wagon. It fits in my backseat and makes hauling things in and out of venues SO much easier.

Keep track of everything you spend related to your endeavors, including event fees, supplies, stock, setup items, displays, signage, business cards, and gas and food on the day. Keep those receipts - you can deduct them on your taxes later to offset your earnings. (Because registering as a business can be a pain and comes with fees, but if you don't do it, you may owe money for not collecting sales tax. Put aside some money for that tax bill, just in case.)

Prep your setup and stock the night before an event. Check your merch, charge your card reader (and bring a fully-charged auxiliary power pack and cord, just in case), make any updates to your inventory or pricing that you need to. It really cuts down on stress when you're loading up if you know you've already get everything set. I suggest reusable shopping bags or clear plastic bins to make things easy to haul, plus they can double as storage.

Plan to leave as early as you need to in order to account for traffic and pit stops. Pick an outfit ahead of time so you don't have to dither over clothes. It should be something appropriate for the event and the weather that looks neat and clean and is easy to move around in, including comfortable shoes. (Look to other vendors for examples.)

Make sure you bring water, snacks, and anything you'll need to get through the day, i.e. medicine (headache pills and stomach medicine at minimum), energy drinks, a fan for hot days, an extra layer for cold ones, etc. Get to the venue as early as the organizers allow. The more time you have to park, load in, and set up, the less stressed you'll be. Make sure things are arranged in a way that's accessible and makes sense. Place signage where necessary to explain items and pricing.

GO TO THE BATHROOM BEFORE THE EVENT BEGINS. TRUST ME.

During the event, you're gonna have to do a LOT of socializing, so prepare for that as best you can. Try to stand if possible when there's a lot of foot traffic so you're more noticeable. Be personable - you don't have to grin constantly, just try to keep a pleasant expression and greet people as they pass, especially if they look in your direction. Don't be afraid to invite passersby over if they pause to check out your setup. Welcome them in, invite them to check out your stuff, and let them know you're happy to answer questions. (And ALL questions are good questions. There are no dumb questions. Even if the question is the dumbest thing you've ever heard or it's the fifteenth time you've been asked that day.) Chat and banter a bit where possible. If you can get people smiling or laughing, they're more likely to stick around and possibly purchase your wares. Make sure as many people as possible take your card when they leave.

Yes, you will be exhausted when the event is over, even if you're a naturally outgoing person, and you'll still have to break everything down, haul it out, load your vehicle, and drive home. If you happen to have somebody who can help you out, that really comes in handy.

In any case, know your own capabilities and personal limits and plan for that when you're deciding where to vend. If a venue is too far away for your comfort or doesn't have what you need or the table fee is too high (be wary of any thing over $75 for a single day event), don't sign up. If an event is too long or too far outside your target audience, don't sign up. If you don't have an appropriate setup or don't have the stock / can't get it in time, don't sign up. If something about the event or the venue or the organizers rubs you the wrong way, DON'T SIGN UP. Talk to other local vendors to get an idea of where to go and what to expect. Most will tell you right away what works, what's good, and what to steer clear of.

This is all just the basics. You'll learn a lot more when you start to vend, as far as what your individual needs are, where to go to find reliable business, and how best to connect with local venues and customers. Keep records of everything you do (spreadsheets are your friend!), network with organizers and other vendors, and practice that sociable game face.

And trust me - if a disorganized introvert with social anxiety and ADHD and absolutely NO sales experience can figure out to do this, I think pretty much anyone has a chance.

Good luck!!!! 😁

[areyoudoingthis]

happy sexual sunday I am convinced ed and stede either learn to sew or find themselves a friendly seamstress to craft their extensive collection of outfits designed solely to act out their elaborate sexual fantasies. they have one auxiliary closet for their regular clothes and one extra auxiliary closet full of costumes and fancy dresses and an entire wall of lovingly displayed lingerie

[praxcrown5]

Unhinged Cars or Planes Headcanon Wednesday: Angels

Angels are factory servants differentiated from normal vehicles by their wings, purple eyes, and lack of reproductive hardware. They hold a unique position in the history of the WOC, being the builders, shepherds and...reapers of mechanical life.

Some of this information is stuff I've already posted elsewhere, but most of it is new. Enjoy!

-An angel's lifespan is limited to 500 years, no matter their form or function. They also age differently than normal vehicles, having growth spurts at their 10th, 25th, and 50th birthdays. Angels who leave the factory rarely live longer than 90 years

-Instead of going to school, angels spend their formative years moving through different departments within their home factory, meeting their elders, developing skills, and thinking about what they'd like to do as a career. When they reach adulthood at 50, they start training in the field of their choosing, and will usually spend 20-40 years gaining the necessary experience to become an expert in their line of work

-All angels are manufactured to be genderless, though it is common practice to use gendered pronouns, especially if an individual chooses a career working with the public. Despite lacking an auxiliary array, they are capable of physical intimacy with other angels, civilians AND carrier/military class vehicles

-During the training phase of their career, angels are given the option to undergo a period of "community service" whereby they serve as ambassadors to the civilian world. This may involve establishing contracts with scrappers or miners, serving on various advisory boards, or even something as "mundane" as helping rebuild communities affected by natural disasters

-If an angel wishes to leave their factory, they choose a gender and are allowed to undergo surgery that will provide them with the necessary reproductive hardware to make this a reality (*note* starting a family and having children is one of the main motivators to leave in the first place). In exchange, the angel is required to leave part of themselves behind. Most opt to have their wings and/or weapons removed...others may choose to have their memories selectively modified so that they forget all of the knowledge that they've accrued. Still others alter their bodies, removing their vocal processors, disabling their eye screens, and/or replacing their titanium laced chassis with civilian grade metals

-Purple eyes are unique to angels, tho this is not widely known

-Angels are not sired through normal means, instead their soul is recycled from the souls of dying vehicles and their bodies crafted from the reforged remains of the dead. Harvester units, like the Speed Demon in CotR, camp out near dying vehicles so that they might collect their souls in the moments before death. These units have more advanced telepathic abilities and cloaking tech to keep their presence hidden

-All of an angel's body metals are reinforced with titanium. They can deflect bullets and can shake off impacts that would kill a normal person

-Each angel packs an arsenal of highly advanced laser, plasma, and/or sonic weaponry. And while factories usually stay out of civilian wars, they may involve themselves in a conflict should it escalate to the point that it begins to threaten their home or business interests. A single angel is capable of leveling a town

Angels as depicted in artwork. The metal work on the Arc de Triomphe is especially interesting as it depicts an angel standing on top of a group of civilians, as if it has defeated them in battle. And on Notre Dame, there are grotesque angel gargoyles.

Random thing: Ive been looking into eye color and commonality, so far brown eyes are the most common with blue in second place and green in third. I'll post percentages once I get that data compiled.

[zmasters]

Heretek Magos Biologis Zya von Esser, Former auxiliary of the Word Bearer Legion turned Master of Possession of the Shadow Legion

Magos Zya examined the strange helmet in her metallic hand. It was a relic gifted to her by a herald of Prince Be'lakor, which allowed her and her possessed experiments snake through the shadows. While it reminded her of the helmets some Blood Angels wear, the every bleeding helm was slightly off. It lacked the tech the astartes helms held, and from initial scans, it appears to be made of a metal unknown to available records.

The former biologis returned her attention returned to the battlefield. The corpses of drukhari littered the ground. She knelt down by a dead sybarite and activated the chainblade attached to her daemon staff. This kabalite fought bravely and veraciously, by dark eldar standards. This squad was assigned to the simple job of guarding the backline, and thus unprepared for a horde of possessed from crawling out of the shadows and beating them to death. The sybarite was the last one standing, and was able to strike down one of the possessed before being slain by a bone talon. Albeit the Word Bearer body with a screamer shoved inside had already been wounded by her sacrificial blade, but it was the thought that counts. Though she would be lying in saying that harvesting his head wasn't satisfying. It takes expertise in both biology and warp-craft to turn even the most hardy of astartes into possessed warriors without the demi-god passing from heart failure or being ripped in half by a feisty flesh hound, and it took precision to stab a dagger into the mass of flesh and not hit anything important.

With a final pull she ripped the helmet, head still inside, from the body. The skulls of the other kabalites can be harvested for Khorne, infected by Nurgle, twisted by Tzeentch, or consumed by Slaanesh. This worthy specimen will find a new, fulfilling life as a servo-skull.

[mybeingthere]

Lin Fanglu (b. 1989, Chinese) is a fiber artist who uses tie-dyeing techniques to create beautiful sculptures.

Fanglu Lin began working with fabrics as the main medium for her work in 2014 when she traveled to Zhoucheng village in the city of Dali, Yunnan, China. As she studied tie-dyeing techniques of the Bai minority ethnic group with local artisan women, she became fascinated with the process of tying, the step so fundamental in creating patterns on the famous blue and white Bai fabrics, and yet so paradoxically underappreciated. Hours, days, and months of strenuous work and dedication lay silently under an alluring excess of texture, shapes, and patterns. In the traditional process of crafting tie-die fabrics, all knots come undone after dyeing. The thread is cut and removed, rigorously folded pleats and stitches responsible for elaborated patterns become the fleeting memories - the evanescent glow of anonymous backbreaking manual labor on the finished dyed fabric. Fanglu Lin makes the scrupulous needlework the defining feature of her art. With the simplest of auxiliary tools, she transforms plain fabric into undulating landscapes of knots and pleats, just like the artisan women in Dali. Rather than making flat works, the artist experiments with complicated geometrical patterns and traditional types of stitching she has learned in the village, pushing the pliable medium into three dimensions, producing tactile objects of art that entice viewers to reach out and touch them.

https://artplusshanghai.com/.../Threads-of-change-Lin...

[blueiscoool]

A Rare Bronze Hand Discovered in Vindolanda

One of Europe’s most important Roman archeological sites is the Fort of Vindolanda, one of the earliest Roman garrisons built by the Roman army in England. It was a Roman auxiliary near Hadrian’s Wall that guarded a major highway called the Stanegate.

Only a few weeks had passed since the start of the excavation season at Vindolanda when a remarkable artifact was discovered 1.5 meters below present-day ground level in the uppermost layers of the northern Severan ditch fill.

A small, child-sized, and eerily life-like bronze hand had been discarded in the ditch. Close inspection of the artifact after conservation at Vindolanda revealed that the 10cm hand originally had an attachment, now missing, inserted into the palm.

The hand is very well crafted, especially on the palm-facing side, indicating that its purpose was to profile the object that it once held. The base of the hand is socketed and would have been originally fixed to a pole.

The hand was uncovered some metres beyond a temple dedicated to Jupiter Dolichenus, tucked into the northern wall of the third-century fort at Vindolanda which was excavated in 2009.

The newly discovered hand most likely served a cult function and was possibly associated with Jupiter Dolichenus, a god and mystery cult that was popular in the Roman Empire from the early second to mid-third centuries AD.

Similar votive hand specimens have been discovered in or near other Jupiter Dolichenus temples, though most are slightly larger than the Vindolanda specimen and some are fortunate enough to still have inscriptions mentioning the god.

Jupiter Dolichenus is depicted holding a thunderbolt in his hand with an upraised arm signifying his destructive power, the open votive hand symbolizes the protection and well-being that he could also bring.

The hand is now on public display in the same gallery as the altars dedicated to Jupiter Dolichenus at the Vindolanda Museum.

Between AD 85 and 370, nine timber or stone forts were built at Vindolanda, resulting in one of the most complex archaeological sites in Britain and a unique cultural legacy of frontier life.

Today, Vindolanda is an ongoing active archaeological site, with previous excavations uncovering thousands of perfectly preserved shoes, textiles, wooden objects, and the Vindolanda tablets (the oldest surviving documents in Britain that date from the 1st and 2nd century AD).

By Oğuz Büyükyıldırım.

[thequeendomhq]

“Do you know what happens when a darkfriend betrays their oaths? Erased.... enthralled... consumed.... no more turns... no more chances. If you're lucky, perhaps you'll come back a servant... but you will not be allowed to die until your suffering has served its purpose... tell me, would you like to be Gray?” -- Kiaransalee

Progress Day, Day 3 - shortly before dawn.

From below the rippling tide of the Gulf of Taravell, the first of the dreadnoughts silently broke the surface, with black hulls that cut through the waves like knives moving through flesh. The assault began immediately as the dreadnoughts rained fire down upon the countryside surrounding Aventia. Wave after wave of explosions, lighting the sky, sending plumes of blighted smoke into the air as the Kossith left the Blight itself untouched. 

Among the varied races and factions of Taravell, there were none more prolific in the killing of darkspawn than the Kossith of Itzcoatal. 

The ballistae loosed until dawn, corralling the darkspawn into the city, pushing them from their caves, and drawing them out from underground. Iron cast bolts, thick as a man’s leg, screamed through the sky again and again. 

From the decks of the lead dreadnought, Arishok Vasaan watched in steadfast silence. His heavy-plated form was motionless, save for his breath misting in the cold air. When the ground had settled and the sun was high, that was when the darkspawn would retreat into malformed caverns, hiding from their new and ancient enemy.

That was expected. That was planned for.

When the outer defenses lay in ruin and the darkspawn were scrambling about the battered and blighted streets of Aventia, the gas ships advanced. The Kossith’s artillerists worked tirelessly, fitting great brass canisters prepared by their alchemists to the launchers mounted along the ships’ prows. One spark, one mistake, and they would all choke on their own creation - but in the art of war the Kossith did not make mistakes. 

With a hiss of released pressure, the first wave of toxin drifted over Aventia’s bones. The wind carried it deep into the broken city, curling through shattered windows, and slithering down into the tunnels where the darkspawn lurked. The screams came next. There were few sounds comparable to a darkspawn’s agony, the shrill cry of a broodmother giving birth was perhaps the only thing that matched the withering cry of a blighted beast’s flesh curling off of its bones.

These were not human screams. Not even the howls of beasts. These were the wretched, unnatural shrieks of creatures that had never feared death - not until now. The toxin was not made to burn, nor suffocate. It was crafted to kill darkspawn from within, flooding their bodies with bile, and forcing their blighted blood to curdle in their veins.

The Kossith listened. They waited. When the silence finally fell, the Arishok raised his hand.

Each landing craft cut through the tide, their hulls reinforced with steel, their warriors packed shoulder to shoulder. They hit the shore without hesitation, boots sinking into the bloodied sand.

The Tamnok, the Kossith's heavy infantry, led the march through the crumbling streets, great shields raised. Behind them were the Rahaat, the Kossith’s auxiliary forces, collared, their magic operated by the Sul’dam.

Any darkspawn that had survived the gas - few as they were - were met with steel. The Kossith never wasted bolts, nor did they engage in drawn-out battles. Every strike was meant to kill. A single, clean cut across the throat. A swift hammer blow to the skull. Those who did not meet the blade met fire or lightning as the Rahaat wove elemental threads to devastating ends, linking, and synchronizing to bring a cleansing storm to the streets of Aventia.

The Kossith was a wave upon the occupied city of Aventia, in the depths of the city, in its twisted underbelly of collapsed tunnels and rotting passageways, the last remnants of the darkspawn scrambled. They tried to flee, to burrow deeper. But the Kossith knew their ways. They had fought them before, fought them still, and would fight them forever if need be. The Kossith did not hunt the darkspawn. They buried them completely.

Explosives lined the tunnel mouths, set deep into the broken ground. The stone groaned as the charges ignited, collapsing the tunnels with an earth-shattering roar. No passage was left unsealed. No darkspawn left to rise. For whatever ghosts remained, the Rahaat sank threads of earth and air beneath them, fire and spirit, steam rose from the ground, the last ghoulish cries whispered into the midday sun - then at long last, Aventia was purged. 

But the Kossith did not leave.

On the outskirts, but still within city limits, the Arishok formed a compound as his dreadnoughts disappeared below the tide once more. One envoy remained, docked like a sword against the coast.

 A messenger was dispatched to Eterna, the contents of the letter for Queen Arethusa and the Tower Sitters alone, but word soon spread - from Nightingale to spy, to the common bard to fish merchant. Their presence was felt, clear, and understood.

Aventia is reclaimed. The Blight is purged. The tunnels are sealed. Lysara may return. Trade may begin. The city stands. We remain. The Kossith are not to be disturbed. There will be no negotiation. -- Arishok Vasaan

ooc:

Aventia has been reclaimed, players may return, the city is under Lysara's rule once more.

The Kossith have taken up residence in the most western section of the city, rebuilding it, and fortifying it. Darkspawn that may trickle down from the Spine are promptly cut down as the Kossith patrol outside their gates.

The Kossith have begun trading different alchemical regents and substances with Lysara, as well as other exotic products from Itzcoatal: rubber, coffee, medicine, and gold among them.

The following characters went missing the morning of the second day of Progress Day: Diarmad,, Prospero, and Agnes. Their survival hinges on tomorrow's session.

[blurrypetals]

Onyx Storm by Rebecca Yarros - blurrypetals review

originally posted jan. 23, 2025 - ★★★★★

It is wild to me how insanely popular this series has become even in just the year since I read Fourth Wing and Iron Flame. I went to a midnight release party for it with a good friend and I was stunned by how busy it was, how bookish culture felt alive and well and comforting on a day where I absolutely did not feel very hopeful for the state of the world after the inauguration.

I think it's also interesting, the amount of people insisting these books are not political, that books shouldn't even be political in the first place and I'm sitting here like...you reading the same books I am? Because...honey. These books are about a political struggle.

The fact that this book has so much diplomacy, political intrigue, subterfuge, etc. should have been a tipoff to most, to say the least. Those who are not willing to engage with a book's political stance and just read it for smut are missing the damn point, not just of these books, but of reading in general.

Anyway, it's been a rough week. Let's talk about this new smutty fun dragon book.

I'm among the first in my circle to read this new book and, as my husband and friends have asked me how I liked it, I kept answering that it was a lot of diplomacy, but that it was very well-balanced with all the other elements, and while I'm always going to remember the diplomacy aspects of this book the most, I do think it was a very well-balanced book and the best on a craft level in the series so far.

Onyx Storm took longer for Yarros to write than Iron Flame did and it really shows. While I still really loved Iron Flame, it definitely still has a scrappiness to it that makes it feel like Fourth Wing in that Yarros was still getting used to writing fantasy, still figuring out how best to make this story work.

Now, however, Yarros's craft feels so much more self-assured, confident. This was true of Iron Flame, but I also love that this extends to Violet's relationship with Xaden, in that Violet chose him in the very first book and, despite their relationship's ups and downs, they have only ever wanted each other since they got together. It's refreshing, especially since the first book flirted with the idea of a love triangle with Dain, but no, Dain and Violet are just friends and we've got 2 books to go! The conflict isn't about which man she's going to choose, it's about Basgiath, it's about their country, their continent, their whole world.

I also like that the romance builds into the conflict, what with the threat of Xaden turning venin, how this affects not only his and Violet's relationship, his relationship with Sgaeyl, Violet's relationships with Tairn and Andarna, and their relationships with all their friends and allies. It's great! I think it marries the external threats with the internal threats beautifully.

And speaking of their friends and allies, I did really enjoy getting out of Basgiath for so much of this book, looking for Andarna's kind, trying to make alliances for the oncoming war, looking for a cure for Xaden, and getting to know more auxiliary characters like Garrick and Ridoc.

I think this was an incredibly strong entry in the series, and the way things ended made me extremely excited to find out what happens next! And if it makes the next book even half as good as this one was, Rebecca, then take your time.

[shreyans-logs]

File: U.S.S. Antares

Background:

* Registry: U.S.S. Antares, NCC-96416

* Class: Buran-Class Scale 5 Heavy Cruiser

* Production Start: August 16th, 2409, TL-9139 Shipyards

* Entered service January 7th, 2411

Specifications:

* Length: 446 metres

* Width: 250 metres

* Height: 78 metres

* Mass: 3,050,000 tonnes

* Crew: 593

* Evacuation Limit: 3,000

* Speed: Warp 7 Cruising, Warp 9.95 Maximum

* Armaments: 13 Type X Phaser Arrays, 3 Type VII Phaser Turrets, 6 Photon Torpedo Tubes, Ion Storm Generator

* Defenses: Ablative Hull Armor, Deflector Shields,

* Auxiliary Craft: 18 Valkyrie-Class Fighters, 4 Yellowstone-Class Runabouts

Sh’Reyan and Nazura’s Modifications:

* Trilithium-Laced Phaser Arrays

* Enhanced Phaser Cooling Systems

* Bajoran D.O.M.I.N.O. Combat Reward Console

* Flagship Command Console (usually found aboard Endeavour-Class Starships)

* Multiple Isomagnetic Plasma Distribution Manifolds (Increase both damage output and turn rate)

(Information taken from Ktarn Fleet Wiki and Star Trek Online)

(Images taken from Falke2009 on Deviantart)

Ship’s Interior:

* Bridge:

* Ready Room:

* Engineering:

* Sickbay:

* Aquatic Operations: