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sparatus · 2 months ago

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ao3 meme

tagged by @omniblades-and-stars thanks daisy!!

tagging uhhh @helila @threewhiskeylunch @commander-krios @thetrashbagswasteland and whoever else wants to

my ao3 is NoisyNoiverns for the record

How many works do you have on AO3?

127. dont look at me.

What's your total word count?

normal amount. 1,365,339.

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Broken Mirror - 127 kudos, mass effect, first fic of my no-reapers au

Coffee & Cuddling - 113 kudos, mass effect, shiara fluff piece i wrote for a fandom secret santa back in 2016

The Spectre's Greatest Enemy Is His Niece - 94 kudos, mass effect, kryterius + implied desabrudas, saren is babysitting his niece on the citadel when nihlus turns up. i think this was taniria's first ever appearance actually.

breathe in, breathe out - 90 kudos, mass effect, kryterius, short ask prompt fill

It's Not Like That (Except How It Is) - 83 kudos, mass effect, kryterius + implied desabrudas, yes-reapers au where both saren and nihlus survive me1, series of vignettes of saren insisting he's definitely not in love with nihlus despite all evidence to the contrary as observed by everyone around him

i mean it when i say i used to be an old god of kryterius before i veered off into desabrudas and sparatus/oc content yknow

Do you respond to comments? Why/Why not?

ehhh sometimes i do most times i dont, if a commenter asks a question i definitely will but i have chronic "read the notif and forget to say anything until like 5 years later" syndrome. i do read them all and try to give shoutouts in the longfic a/ns tho

What's the fic you've written with the angstiest ending?

oh man that's tough, i dont usually go for angsty endings cause i have So Much Depression to begin with but. probably gonna have to say All We Can Do (mass effect, sparatus/oc), specifically because there really isn't an ending, there's no resolution. the fic focuses on the pain and terror ierian and teia are struggling with watching their new baby fight for her life in the hospital, and we end still there. callie doesn't get better by the end, eri and teia just have to sit in that limbo. i put it in my author's note that cal survives and grows up happy and healthy, but at the point of the ending, the pov characters dont know that and the audience just has to sit there with the ache.

What's the fic you've written with the happiest ending?

alright that's harder cause i love me a good happy and/or relieved ending. let's say At the End of the Rainbow (no-reapers desabrudas post-shanxi) cause it's the first one i found while scrolling that definitely i would call a happy positive hopeful ending

Do you write crossovers?

nahhh, ill consider them but ive never written one. m.e. x stellaris tempts me tho

Have you ever received hate on a fic?

people have gotten real mad at exdiff for having a nonbinary protagonist and broken mirror in particular for having a muslim woman who wears hijab in it

also some dude willfully misinterpreted everything i put in serpents in the garden (my m.e. big bang fic, oooh you wanna go read my xenopolitics nonsense so bad) and that upset me pretty bad (the comment is deleted but i still have the screenshot somewhere, basically criticized my entire plot and analysis because he just desperately wanted the councilors to be dumb and incompetent that bad and couldn't accept that i was positing otherwise)

Do you write smut?

not really, at least nothing published. i have a few M-rated fics but i dont go into too much detail it's all non-graphic

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yeah the original rise & reign and now the rewrite (i swear im still working on it adhd just went wheeee) are co-written with my partner @lightspeedpowerpunk aka xMidnightSun :3

What's your all time favorite ship?

you can't ask me that. if i must choose then probably a four-way tie between desabrudas kryterius barrix and spirian (sparky and my oc for his wife) but are we really surprised by that answer

What's a WIP that you want to finish don't think you ever will?

desperately want to finish uneasy lies the head aka bad end cause its soooo juicy but. dont like rehashing canon events. could just skip ahead to the next fic where it gets Juicy and we really get into the canon deviation but mltdog is necessary to actually set it up

note: i am notoriously stubborn and am hoping that answering bad end here will give me motivation to continue if only because my brain loves proving itself a liar

What are your writing strengths?

character work and worldbuilding, also i'm told my banter and dialogue are really good

What are your writing weaknesses?

TRANSITIONS MY OLD NEMESIS. also i personally hate writing action sequences and struggle a lot with them, i get comments saying i write them well but personally idk how since my experience writing them is "i hate this i hate this just get it over with"

What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?

don't worry about it.

What's the first fandom you wrote for?

i think. i think soul eater? it was either soul eater or hetalia (nods sadly along to booing), didn't really publish any of it tho cause i was 14 and anxious. it's for the best really

What's a fandom/ship you haven't written for yet, but want to?

one of these days i'm going to pop up with stellaris fic about my custom empire. i tripped and got attached to the spiritualist pacifistic space peacocks. i am tying you to a chair and forcing you all to learn about the cevantian dynastic union against your will.

What's your favorite fic you've ever written?

well that's just rude. gonna cheat and throw down uhhhh 5? 5's a good number

Still on Patrol - turian ocs, naval horror, turian sailors at palaven's north pole encounter an old patrol boat out at the edge of their territory

The Man in the Mask - desabrudas, pre-canon, there's something Off about desolas arterius and valis isn't quite prepared to find out what

Serpents in the Garden - pre-ME1 xenopolitics feat. my pet conspiracy theory. this was my mebb 2023 fic and im still so chuffed with it there's a lot of small notes in this and i still get periodic notes telling me i got people to see the councilors in a whole new light

Prince With a Thousand Enemies - cnclr sparatus backstory, from a small anxious kid growing up in the far north to a baby law student trying to rebuild his self-confidence after abuse to a demigod. if you ever see me say "shayustu in the shatha's den" i'm referencing this. inspired by that one quote from watership down

To Catch a Rabbit - the kryterius murder mystery that started a whole series. saren and nihlus get sent to babysit an interspecies conference and think they're getting a free vacation but oops there's a locked-room murder to solve, and also anita goyle and fedorian and the lady sparatus and macen barro and some others are here. and they both have huge stupid crushes on each other but think it's unrequited because they're so so smart in literally every department except this one.

honorable mention goes to Blood In the Water, because i really did pop off with that one but it's 2nd in a series. i think you could read it without the context of broken mirror but it does have spoilers for that

#councilor's notes #tag meme

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omniblades-and-stars · 1 year ago

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For the shipping meme: Kryterius and Barrix plsplspls?

Kryterius - I'm into it.

I got into this one for the drama, tbqfh

I honestly love this one, because I'm a drama and tragedy freak. If we assume this relationship is canon, then the events of ME1 are that much more meaningful. Theirs is a story that has the potential to explore how trauma and PTSD can destroy, or alternatively, in an alternate universe, you can explore how having someone you can trust in your life can help you heal from those things. Also, like Saren's such a GOOD character. I love seeing him written well.

My unpopular opinion/shameful secret is that I haven't actually read and Kryterius stuff because I am so fucking picky about how Saren is written that I am often immediately put off by it when my tender sensibilities and expectations aren't immediately met. Character voice is something I crave and Saren's got such a strong one that if I don't vibe with it ... I just can't.

Barrix - Also into it.

Macen calls Avitus "Avi" and that's enough to immediately break my heart.

The ship is a fertile ground for everything. I haven't done a deep dive into it because I've only recently gotten back into reading fanfiction and stuff after having been out of the loop for several years. But also, again, I love tragic romances, as we have already established. If we're going on the canon events, this one is a different flavor of tragedy than the other two I've talked about so far. Avit searching for Macen makes me feral. The pain? The anxiety? The DESPAIR! It's so much feeling.

I don't think I hope any unpopular opinions about this one.

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takadasaiko · 2 years ago

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A Flicker of Light: Chapter Twelve

Story Summary: A canon divergent AU in which Luke Skywalker is raised within the Empire to be either his father's heir as a Sith Lord… or his replacement.

Chapter Summary: Luke takes command of his new flagship only to run across a damaged Rebel Rebel frigate and a mystery planet that holds even more mysterious dangers.

FFN II AO3

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When Luke was young, he'd wanted nothing more than to see the stars. One of his first clear memories was the flight to Coruscant from Mustafar. Looking back on it now, he knew Father must have been afraid for what was to come, but at six years old he had been utterly fascinated by the control panels and every sound that the ship made. He wanted to fly. He wanted to be like Father. The fact that he'd been tucked away in the Palace on Coruscant when he wanted nothing more than to be on board the Executor had been torture. Even his time with Mara jetting around the galaxy on their covert missions hadn't quite matched the splendor of the Executor I-Class Super Star Destroyer. It had become his home as he shadowed his father and studied under him.

And while he was fairly certain no ship could match his father's own, the Aeres came close. Smaller than the Executor, it the the II-Class was still an imposing sight as it glided through open space or down towards a planet's surface. Luke had gotten his pick of crew and had done his best not to feel too bad plucking Renz from his father's own. It left Marrow to fend for himself, which would likely end in the captain's demise. That would be on his own head, the teen had to remind himself. No one took a position on the Executor without understanding that failure was not an option. Without Renz there to pick up the pieces, it would only be a matter of time until the captain's complacency became obvious, and Luke wouldn't let Renz go down with him.

He'd only taken a handful of stormtroopers from the 501st, and only ones he knew would come with him. Barrix had joined, along with Alton and Flash, but few gave up such a prestigious position of their own accord. Anyway, Luke needed to earn the same loyalty in a new set of troops as his father had in the 501st. When the time came, not all of them would choose the Dark Lord and his son's side, but some would, and some was better than none if Palpatine forced their hand. He knew that his father thought he'd been given command of his own Star Destroyer too quickly, but it could work in their advantage. Luke would make sure it would.

A flicker of warning through the Force pulled him out of his thoughts half a moment before an alarm sounded on the bridge. He tore his gaze away from the streaking stars to where Renz was already at the crew pit, awaiting the alert. Luke stood still, reminding himself that as the commander of the ship, it was the crew's job to speak up, not for him to follow his usual habit to crouch down to get a better look. He was in command now.

"I'm not certain, sir," the crewmember answered stiffly, fumbling with his computer. "It's as if something's throwing the equipment off."

Luke stretched out in the Force, following the flicker he'd felt toward its source as the conversation over faulty equipment became muddled in the background. It was strange. Hollow. No, not hollow. More like a pit, a black hole sucking in anything and everything around it.

"Pull us out of hyperspace," Luke snapped, cutting his new captain and the crewmember off.

"My Lord, I -"

"Now!"

The ship jolted, slamming everyone forward as they shifted hard out of the hyperspace lane and into the stillness of what should have been empty space. Instead they were facing a planet directly in their path. Dark, as if drenched in shadows, all Luke could tell was it was the source of the utter void he'd felt in the Force, much like the ysalamiri had done all those years ago when he and Mara had landed on Myrkr.

But this wasn't Myrkr. This planet wasn't even on any starmap that Luke had ever seen.

"My Lord Natus," Renz called softly, motioning to what appeared to be a stalled, damaged ship to the right of their own nose. There were signs of an attack, pieces of the frigate free floating in space and sparks still lighting up the darkened sky around it. There were signs of life, meaning that they must have sealed themselves off from the gaping wound in the side of their ship.

"Hail them," Luke answered, hating how tight his voice sounded. He didn't like this. Something was terribly wrong.

There were several long and brutally tense moments as they waited on a response.

"They provided old codes, sir," the Nav officer finally replied. "Altered, but they appear to be from a set of stolen codes we flagged recently."

"Rebels."

Renz gave a sharp nod. "It would seem so, sir. Your orders?"

They hadn't attacked and there was a fair chance they cutouts to, at least not from the frigate itself. Likely they were hoping the Star Destroyer would just pass them by. Luke could. These men would follow whatever order came down, but they wouldn't respect him like they did his father. This was his first real test and even though everything in him screamed to get far away from the shadow planet, he knew he couldn't. "Tell them to prepaid for boarding and ready the TIEs. If they are who we think they are, they'll have fighters out immediately." He turned, starting for the door.

"Sir?" Renz called, clearly confused.

The corner of Luke's lips quirked up at the corner. "What, Captain? You expect me to send my men in where I won't go?" Luke offered a wave over his shoulder. "You have the bridge, Captain. See what information you can find on that planet."

They needed to finish this quickly and leave as soon as they could and find a way to get out of there.

Just as predicted, it didn't take long for a collection of X-Wings to come swooping out of the damaged Pelta-Class frigate once they knew they were going to be boarded. Luke was already strapped into his TIE fighter, barking orders and grateful that, at least for the moment, the Force was with him.

He zipped out of the hanger, immediately engaging in the dogfight. The frigate might have been damaged, but it had been carrying a fair number of fighters on it, all coming to the same conclusion that he had if the distance they kept from the planet was anything to go by, which left them fighting in a tight space between what appeared to be the ring around the planet and the Ares.

Blaster fire flew by in every direction along with pieces of the crafts that it hit. Luke dodged in and out, taking out a number of fighters and feeling the rise in frustration from others. He punched the comm system. "What have you found, Captain?"

"Most of our readings are still jammed, Lord Natus, but I can confirm that none of our systems have any information about a planet in this location. It… shouldn't be here, sir."

"No it shouldn't," Luke answered lowly, rolling his fighter to dodge a close call. He swung around and his thumbs found the triggers, clipping the X-Wing before hitting the power pack and sending it exploding in several directions. "Anything on the frigate itself? They've got some talented pilots out here."

"Should I send another wave?"

"No, we're in close quarters as it is. Hold tight and we'll finish them off." Luke cut transmission, centering himself and reaching out. He flew between two fighters, bringing them in to crash into each other and flipped up and back to catch a third from behind. He took the shot, but the pilot rolled, leading him towards the planet. Luke smirked to himself. Alright. If he wanted to play it that way, he'd play.

The TIE followed closely on the X-Wing's tail, both crafts cutting in and around the other fighters like a dance. Twice the X-Wing pulled away, but instead of putting distance between them he took Luke head on. It was fun, even if he'd never admit it out loud. Serious as the situation was, it had been a long while since Luke had come across a pilot other than his father or Mara that could keep up with him. This guy had talent. Too bad he was going to have to blast him out of the sky.

And then it hit. There was no warning, only the suffocating void. It felt like a simultaneous blow to the head along with a kick to the gut, driving the air out of him. Luke struggled to keep his eyes open against, but somewhere along the way the X-Wing had spun around to face him. On instinct, Luke fired, the canon fire striking the X-Wing's attack, resulting in an explosion that sent both crafts plummeting towards the mystery planet's gravity field.

Luke could only assume that though. Between the bright light from the explosion, the sudden drop towards the planet, and his inability to access the Force, he could only hope he'd taken the bastard down with him as the shadow planet's atmosphere swallowed his TIE fighter up.

TIE fighters were not designed for durability. Instead they chose maneuverability and speed, supposedly leaving it to the pilot's skill to never take a hit in the first place. If they were struck, the lack of life support encouraged the pilot to use their craft as one last contribution to the battle rather than risk a more painful death in the vacuum of space. Even with Luke's own modifications he had made to his fighter over the years, it shouldn't have been able to survive a free fall through a planet's atmosphere to crash on the surprisingly hard surface, but there it was: set down as if he'd landed it himself, but he had no recollection of doing so. Nor of stumbling from the cockpit to wake up a handful of yards away flat on his back and staring up at the swirling, dark clouds above him.

A groan escaped him as he sat up slowly, making special note of each twinge and ache, the most notable starting at the base of his skull and radiating upward. Carefully he rolled to his knees and then to his feet. So far, so good, not that it helped him gain his bearings at all. Instead he realized that his TIE fighter was the limit of his vision, the dark clouds that had appeared to make up the bizarrely uncharted, Mid-Rim planet cover the ground and sky like a deep, black fog.

Luke touched his fighter, finding it cold beneath his fingertips. There was no way to tell how long he'd been there or if Renz had even had time to send a search party for him. Dank farrik. That was humiliating. His first solo battle in command of the Aeres and he'd crash landed. If Mara heard about it - and she would - he'd never live it down. If Father did, then -

There was a rush of movement that he heard rather than felt, his connection to the Force still impossible to grasp. Luke tugged his lightsaber free of its clip and the crimson blade snap-hissed into existence as he swung around, finding the space behind him void of anything other than the thick, foggy shadows. Another sound came from behind, then another from his left, and the young Sith-in-training gave a frustrated scream as he slashed at nothingness. "Show yourself!" he shouted and for the briefest of moments, he thought he saw orange skin between the wisps of fog and sharp blue eyes that he hadn't seen in nearly two years now. "Tano…?"

"Don't move," a voice said from behind. Decisively not Ahsoka Tano. The voice was male and young, or at the very least not too much older than him. Whoever he was, he had a blaster to Luke's back.

Luke tightened his grip on his lightsaber, feeling a strange ache make its way through his fingers as he reached out again and - again - failed to find a connection to the Force. "You clearly don't know who you're threatening," he snarled, bluffing his way through confidence in that moment.

"You're too young to be Vader and they say he never takes his helmet off, so you must be Natus."

"Then you're just a fool."

"If I am, I'm a fool with a blaster. Toss your weapon."

Luke snorted at that, but the muzzle of the blaster dug into his back. He weighed his options for a long moment before his thumb nudged the trigger and the red blade snapped out of existence. He held it out loosely, away from himself so that the man behind him had to reach for it.

And he did. Luke jumped into action, pivoting around and catching his attacker by surprise. He wrenched his arm upward, sending the blaster shot wild before the fog behind the man stirred to reveal another face. This one was distantly familiar, but he caught a clear view of him as he crossed his arms over his chest, frowning deeply beneath his thick, blond beard as he gave a long suffering sigh to someone beyond Luke's line of sight. "Your thoughts betray you," he directed at the unseen person, but the words struck an old memory.

There was a sudden, sharp crack as the man he'd been fighting slammed the blaster around so that it struck Luke along the side of the face, sending him crashing to the ground. Blackness spotted his vision and he did his best to shake it off as he rolled, surprised to find his opponent with his blaster trained towards the fog. A flash of green light and the hum of a lightsaber drew the other man's fire before he whirled back around to aim at Luke once more. "How many of you are there?"

His lightsaber had fallen out of his reach and Luke slowly raised his hands to show that. He'd have to bide his time. "Just me." He watched the X-Wing pilot. Helmet discarded, he could see the man's long face and dark eyes focused on him. There was a gash over his left eye and another across the bridge of his nose. He favoured his left leg ever so slightly. His bright orange flight suit stood out against the swirling shadows behind him. He readjusted his blaster, tightening his grip on it, and took a threatening step forward as if to remind the downed Imperial to stay that way.

"Then who the hells are they?"

Luke's gaze snapped behind the pilot to another hint of motion. "Locals, maybe." Not that he really believed that, but the last thing he needed at the moment was for the pilot to get trigger happy when he couldn't reach the Force to defend himself.

"Sure," the other huffed. They waited for a long, tense moment as the winds stirred around them, smokey tendrils licking at Luke's black boots and covering his lightsaber up like a maw opening up and swallowing it down. He watched it from his place on the ground, wondering if it would do the same to him.

The pilot risked another quick glance around, his dark gaze coming to rest on the TIE fighter still barely visible through the smog. Luke didn't need the Force to piece together what he was thinking. He was going to take the fighter and leave him there. He started to shift, if only to pull his feet away from the fog, and the pilot instantly spun, the blaster aimed at him again. "Don't move."

Luke watched as the dark, wispy tendril touched his boot, snaking a little further up. He wondered if he was imagining how cold it felt through the thick material.

The Rebel pilot looked the fighter up and down, clearly trying to find his best angle inside without the equipment typically used.

"Unless you're planning to shimmy your way to the top…." Luke drawled, finally pulling his legs in and sitting up, crossing them so that he could put some space between himself and what he could only suspect was cutting him off from the Force.

"Afraid of a little fog?" the other pilot asked with a snort.

"There's something not right about this planet. I imagine it pulled your ship straight out of the hyperspace lane, didn't it? A lane charted without a planet anywhere near here, but here it is."

"How come you were able to pull out before your ship was damaged?"

Luke tilted his head a little, studying the other and thinking about how much information it was prudent to share. "I listen."

"To what? There was no warning from hyperspace or even that the gravity field would just kill the engines on the fighters. Catching one of the currents was the only thing that gave me a fighting chance at a landing, but a TIE couldn't have done that. And your fighter doesn't have a scratch?"

The blond swallowed the truth before it could escape. "I guess I'm just a better pilot than you." His lips twitched upward as he received a frustrated snort for a response.

But then dark brows tugged upward as if their owner had realized something. "You must have damaged it in the fall, even if it doesn't look like it. Why else would you still be here?" He grimaced and lowered the blaster that remained mostly trained on Luke, swearing softly. "We're going to die here."

"Not likely. One side or the other will come for us."

"What part of hitting the atmosphere sending the fighters into a free fall didn't you get?"

Luke didn't have a chance to respond as a loud whistling sound drew both of their attentions, a blur of a yellow fighter of some kind swooping low enough to make the other pilot duck. The craft sped forward into the fog, disappearing.

"Where's the crash?"

Luke shook his head. They should have heard it, but there was nothing. Only eerie silence.

"Get up."

Luke quirked an eyebrow at that. "What happened to stay down?"

"I'm going to go check, and I'm not willing to leave you to attack me from behind."

Or kill him outright, which would have been much easier. Interesting that that didn't seem to be an option when the pilot would have happily done it from his own functioning cockpit.

Luke unfolded himself, feeling a stronger pull on his muscles than he expected. He was tired - exhausted - but he didn't know why.

"Move," the other growled, failing to look all that intimidating now that Luke knew his first instinct wasn't going to be to gun him down. At least for now.

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By the time that Oldus Renz had been promoted to commander on Lord Vader's flagship, he had had every expectation of eventually coming into the rank of Captain. No ranking officer lasted forever on the Executor. No, he had fully expected another promotion that would have, of course, been his last, because Lord Vader's ranking officers always met the same fate.

When Lord Natus had extended the offer to serve him on the newly christened Aeres, it has been a relief that no self respecting Imperial would ever admit to. While he was Lord Vader's son, Natus had always shown more restraint than his father in his years on the Executor. No one would dare call it mercy, but the teen balanced a strange and thin line between the brutal tactics he had been taught and a respect for those around him. Even - and perhaps especially - those under him. By accepting the commission as Captain of Lord Natus' new flagship, Renz had found himself contemplating a longer career for the first time since he'd been promoted to a rank in which Vader had known his name.

Well, that hope for the future had been short-lived. At fifty-six years old, having fought in two galactic wars now, it was still going to be Lord Vader that cut his life short the moment he found out that his son had died on the captain's watch.

Renz pulled in a steadying breath. No. They didn't know anything yet. Not why Lord Natus' TIE fighter had been sent spinning towards the planet's surface or even what the planet was. They still couldn't get a reading on the damned thing. All they had was the Rebel frigate they had taken and a handful of prisoners that he prayed had answers that might lead them to Natus, because as it stood, his men couldn't break through the atmosphere.

Shoulders squared, back straight, Renz nodded at the stormtrooper who opened the doors to the brig. His boots clicked against the permasteel in a steady pattern and he turned sharply at the holding area that his captive was waiting in and the door slid open.

The Rebel was sitting hunched forward, staring at his clasped hands. The captain of the frigate. He was one of the few ranking officers that they had brought over. "Captain Orikan," he greeted, his voice steadier than he felt. "I am—"

"Renz," Orikan answered. "I know. We met on Ryloth during the Clone Wars."

Renz didn't acknowledge the familiarity. This wasn't an ally. Not anymore. "The planet —"

"Shouldn't be there," the Rebel captain answered with a shrug. "Found it out the hard way, but it looks like you had some warning. Was that Vader's TIE fighter I saw out there?"

Renz pursed his lips, not daring to confirm or deny. Clearly Orikan thought he had nothing to either lose or gain by speaking. Better to let him speak.

Orikan gave an empty smirk. "If it had to happen, at least Antilles took the bastard down with him."

And there it was. The name of the pilot that had somehow gotten through the atmosphere with Natus. "Thank you, Captain."

Orikan gave him a startled look. "For what?"

"My starting point." He turned on heel and waited until the cell door closed behind him before turning to the waiting stormtrooper. "The other pilot's name is Antilles. Find out everything you can about him, the X-Wing he was flying, and if any others like it survived the battle."

The stormtrooper acknowledged his orders and was off, leaving Renz to start back to the bridge. He didn't know if Natus was alive or dead on the surface below, but he didn't exhaust every effort to find him.

TBC

Notes: I am so, so sorry for the delay! Life has gotten absolutely insane lately with the main delay stemming form not being able to type for ages because my injured my wrist (he felt bad... sort of lol). I'm 95% back though and I hope it was worth the wait. I decided to split this chapter into two to go ahead and put this one out now and hopefully there won't be a two month delay for the second half!

But let's go! I'd love to hear theories for the planet!

Next time: Luke and Wedge try to survive the mystery planet (and each other!).

#star wars #star wars fanfiction #luke skywalker #imperial luke skywalker

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barrixlaw2 · 18 days ago

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Solution: Request detailed notes from healthcare providers specifying injury impact and required care.

3. Delayed Medical Attention

Waiting too long to seek medical help can raise doubts about injury severity.

Solution: Seek immediate medical care after an accident and maintain consistent follow-ups.

Steps to Strengthen Your Medical Documentation

Seek Immediate Medical Attention – Even minor injuries should be evaluated.

Follow All Treatment Plans – Adhering to medical advice demonstrates injury legitimacy.

Keep Personal Medical Records – Maintain copies of prescriptions, doctor’s notes, and receipts.

Document Pain and Symptoms – Keep a daily journal detailing pain levels and mobility issues.

Obtain Expert Medical Opinions – Specialists can provide in-depth evaluations supporting injury claims.

Conclusion

Medical documentation plays a pivotal role in ensuring motorcycle accident victims receive the compensation they deserve. Without proper records, proving injury severity and long-term consequences can be challenging. The Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident Attorneys at Barrix Law Firm are dedicated to helping clients gather and present compelling medical evidence to strengthen their cases. If you or a loved one has been injured in a motorcycle accident, contact our legal team today for expert guidance on protecting your rights and securing fair compensation.

#Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident Attorneys

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little-blue-tiefling · 8 years ago

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Avitus/Macen “It could be worse”

16. “It could be worse.” From this prompt list.

Ok pt.2 of @arteriusbrothers‘s prompts. This is the most domestic thing I’ve ever written.

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“MACEN!”

At the shrill shouting he could hear definitely coming from the kitchen, Macen cringed to himself. “Shit,” he murmured under his breath before removing Char from his knee, where the young Krogan tumbled and rolled straight into Lissa.

“Dad, Daddy said that you shouldn’t swear,” Lissa reminded him, always the proper, rule-following one in the family. She definitely got it from Avitus.

“Well, daddy swears too. But don’t tell him I told you that that,” Macen chucked towards her while he pulled himself up off of the floor, brushing crumbs of god-knows-what off of his trousers as he did so.

As Macen moved, Lissa corrected Char’s current posture, bringing the toddler Krogan upright so he was in a sitting position rather than lying on his back. In response, the Krogan chuckled and patted the floor with his small chubby hands.

Keeping a hand on his back to make sure he didn’t start rolling away again, Lissa turned and said, “You should go and see daddy. I’ll look after Char.”

Unsure of that suggestion, Macen regarded the young Asari with a raised eyebrow plate while looking between her and Char. “I don’t know, I’d rather one of your brothers be in here too…”

Lissa cut in quickly. “Dad, I love you, but even I do a better job than you at looking after Char.”

Macen wanted to argue, he really did, but it was true that Lissa really was good at looking after Char and Macen… well he wasn’t terrible, but there was a reason why Avitus was the one to primarily look after the kids. Besides, Macen knew nothing would happen to Char in Lissa’s care. She was extremely protective of him, mostly due to the fact he was the only one in the family younger than her and she fiercely wanted to protect him because of it. “Fine, but call me if you need any help, ok?”

“I’ll call daddy if I need any help…” she countered, an innocent look on her face, but the ghost of a joking smile at her lips. She got that from Avitus too.

“Wow, thanks Lissa. I can always count on you to make me feel useful,” he chuckled, patting her on the head as he walked over to the room he had easily assumed Avitus was in by the tone of his voice.

Though Macen couldn’t blame him for his irritated tone. He knew full well that the kitchen looked like a post-apocalyptic zone. Of course, Macen didn’t need to walk in there to know that considering the fact that he was the entire cause of Avitus’s current distress.

Well, not entirely. But then, he really shouldn’t have agreed to let their youngest child try out cooking when Char hadn’t even worked out how to wash his hands without causing devastating floods to the neighbourhood.

Deciding to put on the charm, and also act completely oblivious despite knowing that both he and Avi knew exactly what happened here, Macen slid into the kitchen and drawled, “Hey, baby, what’s up?” Of course, this was too smooth and clearly put on, but Macen didn’t particularly care.

“What… happened…” Avitus asked immediately, not looking in Macen’s direction but instead at the cupboard, which had trails of marinated splattered as though they were in the middle of a crime scene.

“Ha… well… Char wanted to help me cook…” seeing Avitus’ unimpressed face, Macen darted over to the drawer where he kept the towels, ready to start cleaning up immediately should his husband demand such a thing.

“How many times…” Avitus sighed, moving over to help him out for a moment.

“Have I told you not to let the younger kids mess around with foods. Especially messy foods. Especially not Char!”

Pausing for a moment, Macen turned back to Avitus with a raised eyebrow plate.

“Is this rhetoric? Or do you want the actual number?”

“Do you… do you know the actual number?”

“Thirty five.” And a half.

“You’ve been keeping count?”

Maybe. “I just… uh… remembered all of those times.”

Avitus hit him across the arm with a towel in a playfully scolding gesture, backing away before Macen could retaliate. “Then listen to me and actually follow the rules!”

“Hey, it isn’t that bad…” Macen lied, eyebrow plates scrunching together as he did so.

Avitus obviously wasn’t buying it though. “Macen it looks worse than a war zone in here!”

Macen examined some strands of meat hanging from the blinds before he chuckled at Avitus’s accurate over exaggeration. “I mean... it could be worse.”

“Oh? It could?” Avitus’s face grew devious as he backed away from Macen slowly.

That was never a good look. That look meant Avitus was planning something. It meant that Macen was about to regret ever meeting the love of his life. “Avi… Avi what are you thinking…”

“Just in ways this could possibly be worse.” Before Macen could reply and express his confusion or sudden fear, some half-cooked meat that had been drenched in the light grey marinade sauce splattered across his face and landed in his cowl with a disappointing shlump.

Letting out a shocked hybrid of a gasp and a shriek that caused him to literally jump back, Macen quickly fished the meat out of his cowl as fast as possible and dropped it into the sink close by. “You did not just throw food at me!” he exclaimed, incredulous.

“It matches your markings, babe.”

“Avi, that isn’t funny. How’d you like it if I…” before he could finish that, some more sauce landed on him. Luckily, this was the dextro sauce, because some had landed in his mouth as he was talking and he didn’t really fancy an allergic reaction today.

Macen paused for a second, taking in Avitus’s more playful and devious look and matching his smile slowly, “Really, Avi? Oh, you asked for it…”

#mass effect andromeda #barrix #avitus rix #macen barro #avitus x macen #macen x avitus #avitus #macen #me:a #my writing #me:a fanfiction #fanfiction

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kennylee524-blog · 4 years ago

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Save Me Save Me Cd now available for download in MP3 Format. Produce by Kenny Lee Barrix and Max Archer in 2012 for Servant Records.

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barrixagrosciencespvtltd2011 · 2 months ago

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Barrix Wetter - Enhances Agro Chemicals Effectiveness for Better Crop Health

Boost agro chemicals efficiency with Barrix Wetter. This solution improves spray coverage, rapid penetration and better results of agro chemicals.

#pestmanagement #organicfarming #organic #plantgrowth #plant #natural #barrix

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outpost51 · 1 year ago

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decemTBR roundup #1 -- weeks 1 + 2

there's probably gonna be more than one of these for week 2 but that's not important anyway LEGGO

in order of READING, not of rank (bc that's super rude yo)

Project Sunseeker (Improved Version) || @thetrashbagswasteland || ao3 || on-going, current wc: 47,531

i'm actually feral for this universe that cast has built, and these initial chapters are all first contact linguisitic shenanigans and shep just being lost in general and i love it a lot okay? this fic permanently altered the thumbs up gesture for me in the best way

The Weight of Memory || @sparatus/@lieutenantabrudas || ao3 || on-going, current wc: 32,220

hi do you wanna get hopelessly attached to minor characters that get no screentime in their actual media and that the fandom as a whole generally forgets about? do you wanna have so many feelings about the horrors of war and the lasting impact it has on everyone, written by someone who was raised by generations of veterans and has a special interest in the historical impact of warfare? what the fuck are you waiting for go read it

To Catch a Rabbit || @sparatus/@lieutenantabrudas || ao3 || complete, 82,814 words

just a good fun murder mystery with a healthy dose of mutual pining that does, eventually, resolve itself in a heated moment that left me screaming like that one excited baby in that one gif

something to remember us by || @elizashepard || ao3 || oneshot, 1,067 words

obviously i'm going feral for anything that does nyreen/aria justice, and this is now on my list of fics to reread when i need a good cry

i read a BUNCH of oneshots by @thetrashbagswasteland actually, most of them in one day. how

Toothpaste || ao3 || 877 words

this is just a cute little vetryder moment, I love them your honor

Putting Up With Us || ao3 || 1,241 words

Honestly if you want good rarepair shit cast literally created the tag for these bastards and this is some delicious fluff

The Storm Between Us || ao3 || 2,663 words

rems is like. my tragedy comfort character she's one of my moms now ok thx

Crunchy Pebbles || ao3 || 2,859 words

you know what's great? barrix + vetryder beach episodes THAT KICK YOU IN THE TEETH

Worth Melting For || ao3 || 2,809 words

more rarepair fluff but this time it smarts a little

Dilatory || ao3 || 4,370 words

THIS SMARTS A LOT MORE

Gone Wherever You May Be || ao3 || 1,279 words

"i hope this kryterius angst hurts uwu teehee" YEAH IT HURTS YOU SON OF A BITCH

Hurry Hurry - or there'll be time to waste || ao3 || 3,331 words

god avi’s self esteem always kicks me straight in the kokoro but this one is bittersweet rarepair domesticity 🥺

A Fraction Of Your Happy Heart || ao3 || 1,246 words

i am a PUDDLE i love them SO MUCH and i need MORE BARRIX FLUFF FOREVER

Ryncol Tastes Like Ass || ao3 || 4,833 words

this is honest to god the slapstick levity i needed after the ANGST MARATHON

Tales in the Last Days || ao3 || 11,404 words

both heartwarming and heartbreaking, if you like found family finding their way through hardship, you'll have a good time

Chomp the Champion Varren || ao3 || 1,595 words

CHOMP IS BEST BOY

Strike Two || ao3 || 6,068 words

this is just "how alec ryder and castis vakarian became buddies shortly after shanxi" and every bit of it is good and wonderful

#decemTBR #fic rec

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Desabrudas, Kryterius and Barrix please! 🎶🎶🎶

Send me a 🎶 + an OTP of mine and I’ll give you a song that reminds me of them.

desabrudas: daylight | shinedown

kryterius: seal the deal | volbeat (ik it's not specifically a couples song but listen it's about the Energy it's about the battle couple)

barrix: lieb mich | mono inc

#press conference #ask game #thanks kay!!

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takadasaiko · 2 years ago

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Sneak Peek Sunday

Renz set his jaw against the uncharacteristic frustration at the lack of useful knowledge. “And the fighter he was able to push through the atmosphere?”

If Barrix noticed or even cared about the shift in the captain’s tone, he didn’t show it. “He was flying a standard X-Wing T-65, same as the rest of his squad.”

A soft curse rode out on a breath as Renz turned to look back out of the bridge’s viewport. They had had a front row seat to the outlying fighters - both X-Wing and TIE - that had gotten too close to the mystery planet’s surface. Every last one of them had been spun back out in pieces like they’d run into an unyielding wall. All except for Lord Natus’ TIE fighter and this Wedge Antilles’ X-Wing. With Lord Natus’ upgrades to his own fighter, Renz had hung his hopes on there being something that set the X-Wing apart that they could replicate to get to the surface, but that seemed to be yet another dead end.

Barrix cleared his throat, the sound awkward and uncomfortable, as was the Stormtrooper’s rarely-seen expression as his fingers curled around the lip of his helmet that was tucked under his left arm. Renz motioned, giving him the go-ahead. Whatever protocol was keeping his lips sealed was also wasting time. He was one of the very few Stormtroopers that Lord Natus had personally requested out of the 501st, so there must have been a reason. If Natus trusted him, Renz would choose to as well.

“There was an explosion just before both crafts were pulled through the atmosphere. If we can pinpoint the exact location that they fell through --”

“We may find a hole in whatever is protecting the planet,” Renz agreed. “Yes.”

He turned to look down into the crew pit, but the crewmen was already nodding, “Looking for it now, sir.”

“We’ll find him, Captain,” Barrix said, his voice quiet but sure. “If anyone could have survived that crash, it’s Lord Natus.”

It was interesting. Despite being brought over by Natus, Barrix likely wouldn’t receive any direct repercussions from Lord Vader for his son’s death as Renz would, which meant the other man’s worry came out of a sense of loyalty rather than fear. It had been a long time since he’d seen that level of devotion, and certainly not from anyone since the Republic had become the Empire. He might not have believed it if Barrix hadn’t been speaking directly to him. "Yes we will," he answered at last, and he wanted to believe it.

#writing #sneak peek sunday #a flicker of light

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barrixlaw2 · 1 month ago

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Common Causes of Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accidents and How to Protect Yourself

Motorcycle accidents can happen in an instant, often resulting in serious injuries or even fatalities. For motorcyclists in Grand Rapids, understanding the common causes of accidents and how to mitigate risks is essential for staying safe on the road. You can ride with confidence by taking proactive measures and knowing where to turn for legal guidance. If you ever find yourself in an accident, Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident Attorneys, such as those at Barrix Law Firm, can support you.

Common Causes of Motorcycle Accidents in Grand Rapids

Motorcycle accidents often occur due to a combination of factors, many of which are beyond the control of the rider. Here are some of the most common causes:

1. Inattentive Drivers

Distracted driving is a major issue in Grand Rapids. Drivers who are texting, eating, or otherwise distracted may fail to notice motorcyclists, leading to dangerous collisions.

2. Left-Turning Vehicles

Accidents frequently occur when a vehicle makes a left turn in front of an oncoming motorcycle. This often happens because drivers misjudge the speed of motorcycles or fail to see them entirely.

3. Lane Changes Without Checking Blind Spots

Motorcycles are smaller than other vehicles and can easily be overlooked in a driver’s blind spot. Sudden lane changes can result in severe accidents if a driver doesn’t check thoroughly.

4. Road Hazards

Uneven pavement, potholes, debris, and poorly marked construction zones pose significant risks for motorcyclists. What might be a minor inconvenience for a car can be catastrophic for a motorcycle.

5. Speeding and Reckless Driving

Both motorcyclists and other drivers contribute to accidents when they exceed speed limits or engage in reckless driving behaviors. Speeding reduces reaction times and increases the severity of crashes.

6. Driving Under the Influence

Alcohol and drug impairment significantly impair judgment and reaction times. Impaired drivers are a common cause of serious motorcycle accidents.

Preventative Measures for Motorcyclists

While not all accidents are preventable, there are steps motorcyclists can take to reduce their risks on the road. Here are some key safety tips:

1. Wear Protective Gear

Investing in high-quality protective gear, including a DOT-approved helmet, gloves, jackets, and boots, can significantly reduce the severity of injuries in the event of an accident.

2. Stay Visible

Wear bright or reflective clothing and use your headlights, even during the day. Position yourself in a lane where you are most likely to be seen by other drivers.

3. Obey Traffic Laws

Follow all speed limits and traffic signs. Avoid weaving in and out of traffic or engaging in aggressive driving behaviors.

4. Keep a Safe Distance

Maintain a safe following distance from other vehicles to give yourself ample time to react to sudden stops or changes in traffic patterns.

5. Practice Defensive Riding

Always assume that other drivers may not see you. Be cautious at intersections, watch for turning vehicles, and stay out of drivers’ blind spots.

6. Regular Maintenance

Ensure your motorcycle is in good working condition. Regularly check your brakes, tires, lights, and signals to avoid mechanical failures that could lead to accidents.

7. Avoid Riding in Poor Weather

Rain, snow, and fog can make roads slippery and reduce visibility. If possible, avoid riding in inclement weather to minimize risks.

The Role of Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident Attorneys

Despite taking all possible precautions, accidents can still happen. When they do, it’s crucial to have experienced legal representation on your side. Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident Attorneys, like those at Barrix Law Firm, specialize in helping injured motorcyclists navigate the legal system and secure the compensation they deserve.

Understanding Your Rights

Barrix Law Firm helps riders understand their rights after an accident. They ensure you are not unfairly blamed for the incident and work to counter biases often faced by motorcyclists.

Gathering Evidence

The attorneys at Barrix Law Firm conduct thorough investigations to collect critical evidence, such as accident reports, witness statements, and expert analyses, to build a strong case on your behalf.

Negotiating with Insurance Companies

Insurance companies often attempt to minimize payouts. Barrix Law Firm’s attorneys are skilled negotiators who fight for maximum compensation, covering medical expenses, lost wages, pain and suffering, and more.

Providing Peace of Mind

Dealing with the aftermath of an accident can be overwhelming. By handling all legal aspects, Barrix Law Firm allows you to focus on your recovery while they fight for justice on your behalf.

Why Choose Barrix Law Firm?

Barrix Law Firm has a proven track record of successfully representing motorcyclists in Grand Rapids. Their team understands the unique challenges faced by riders and is dedicated to ensuring fair treatment and full compensation for their clients.

Final Thoughts

Motorcycle accidents can have life-altering consequences, but by understanding the common causes and taking preventative measures, you can reduce your risk on the road. If you are involved in an accident, don’t navigate the aftermath alone. Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident Attorneys at Barrix Law Firm are here to protect your rights and fight for the compensation you deserve.

Stay safe, and remember that legal support is just a phone call away. Contact Barrix Law Firm for a free consultation and let their expertise work for you.

#Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident Attorneys #Grand Rapids Motorcycle Accident

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