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Prologue: Missing

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WARNING: N/A

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“Excuse me, coming through".

You walk down the dim corridor, the sound of telephones and mundane conversations muffled by the large window that separates the common office from the rest of the rooms. You take a quick glance inside and notice that it is emptier than usual, with only a couple of agents sitting at their desks filling out forms, watching the television broadcasting the evening news, or chatting with their cubicle neighbors.

You continue, carefully hugging the old box tighter as you slip past some of your father's co-workers, who greet you quietly before resuming their conversation, the smell of freshly brewed coffee and cigarette smoke clinging to their shirts wafting through the air. You're thankful it's not a stupidly strong cologne like the one James Blanc, one of the junior officers, wears. He puts on too much and it always makes you sneeze.

It reminds you of your male classmates who shower themselves in body spray after gym class, the smell making you dizzy as you sit inside the suffocating classroom.

After a few minutes of walking down the dull, gray hallway, you finally reach your destination, stopping in front of a worn wooden door with a silver plaque that reads a familiar name in faded letters: "Det. Pembroke”. Behind the doorway, you can hear a male and female voice, the latter sounding distressed, though you can't discern what they're talking about. Balancing the cardboard box on one arm, you lift your free hand and rack your knuckles against the solid material.

"Come in, door's open", replies a gruff voice after a couple of seconds of silence. Grunting and mentally begging yourself not to drop the heavy package, your hand quickly finds the handle and turns it urgently, the old wood creaking loudly as the door swings open, giving way to a simple yet messy office.

Tall rectangular metal cabinets and bookcases line the dark green walls, with various certificates and diplomas filling the empty spaces. On the right side of the room is a large display cabinet with various comic book figurines, knick-knacks, trophies and photo frames, displaying some of your family's memorabilia and achievements. On the opposite side of the office, under a rectangular window, is a wooden table with small drawers containing a small coffee pot and water dispenser. 

Your eyes sweep around the room and settle on your father, who sits behind a metal desk, with piles of documents, dirty mugs, a cup full of pens and pencils, and an old laptop taking up space on the surface. Behind it is a large map detailing the geography of your city, Kotohira. You take notice of several colored thumbtacks mark certain areas, though you can't see exactly where they point to.

He lifts his head to acknowledge your presence and his slender finger points to a table hidden in the corner of the room. “Put it there, kid. Careful with that, it's important,” you nod quickly at your father's words and head for the cabinet, pushing aside the manila folders to make room for the box. 

You place the package down with a quiet sigh, using your now free hands to wipe the dust from your button-up shirt, your legs burning as a reminder that it's been hours since you've sat down, too busy running errands and fetching documents around the station. 

Your father's eyes focus again on the woman sitting across from him, and he clears his throat as he continues. “Mrs. Enma, please don't worry, my men are working full-time to solve this case,” he reassures the woman, who nods silently at his affirmation.

Your gaze is drawn to the figure, an old woman you recognize as your upstairs neighbor who lives in apartment 305, Saeki Enma. You have bumped into her and her husband several times, either in the building's elevator or the nearby supermarket. It's strange to see her like this, with her usual warm smile and cheerful laughter replaced by a chagrined expression and puffy red eyes.

However, her reaction is understandable, as her only grandson is now the ninth person to go missing in the last month in Kotohira.

Saeki shakily reaches for her small black leather purse sitting on her lap, her small hands pulling out a beautiful baby-blue silk handkerchief, dabbing the corner of her wrinkled eyes to wipe away the rest of her salty tears. Her lips quiver as she looks down.

"Thank you, Detective Pembroke. My little Yuuken means the world to me, he's a kind and responsible boy. Oh my God... he must be so scared," she breaks down after glancing at the file in front of her, the picture of her grandson quietly staring back at her.

Her hands cover her eyes as her body shakes, the sound of her sobs echoing off the walls of the quiet office. Your father immediately gets up from his swivel chair and places a comforting hand on the old woman's back, while you run to the water dispenser, fill a glass, and hand it to her with a comforting smile.

Saeki accepts it with a sniffle, her trembling hands wrapping around the transparent glass as she sips in silence, her crying ceasing. A few minutes later, she calms down and sighs, gently patting your father's hand as a sign of gratitude. And suddenly, her eyes widen as her attention turns to you. 

"Oh my, (Y/N)! It's good to see you, what are you doing here? I apologize that you have to see me in this state," she laughs weakly, and you can still hear a hint of sadness in her voice. You suspect she's trying to distract herself from the grief of losing her grandson.

In return, you offer a small smile and a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Please don't worry, Mrs. Enma. It's good to see you, too." Your father suddenly slaps a hand on your shoulder with a toothy smile, causing you to jump in surprise as you turn to look at him in confusion.

“Kiddo over here had no plans for the summer, so I dragged them to the station to help out” - bullshit, you did have plans! You were going to spend every day inside, locked in your room with the air conditioning on, sprawled on your bed, and enjoying your free time. Hell, you'd even bought so many books and comics to read during the break! Now they're just going to sit there, gathering dust.

As Saeki finishes her glass of water, she lifts her head to look at the clock, whose hands point to the current time, 8:43 p.m. “My God! I apologize for taking up so much of your time, Detective Pembroke. My husband will be worried, I should be getting home,” she gasps in surprise. As you help Mrs. Enma out of her chair and pick up her cane, your father heads down the hallway, shouting for a nearby officer to help escort Saeki home.

In a matter of seconds, you hear a pair of footsteps running toward the office, and suddenly a young blond policeman stands in the doorway, nervously greeting your father. You remember that his name is Renart, a French cop freshly graduated from the police academy near Chichibugahama beach. The officers at the station call him "Croissant Surfer.”

Renart escorts Mrs. Enma out of the office, but not before she thanks your father again and gives you a warm smile as she bids you farewell. Your father promptly closes the door, sighing as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "Nine people... nine people just gone," he whispers.

As you walk to the desk, your eyes scan the missing person's report. Yuuken Enma, a second-year student of Hibari Municipal High School disappeared this afternoon after leaving the Ishimoto gymnasium at around 2:30 p.m. He was reported missing by his grandparents who explained that Yuuken failed to pick up his phone and had never arrived home at an agreed hour.

According to witness reports, he was last seen by his fellow kendo club member and first-year student, Koito Saya. The two of them were training for an upcoming kendo match which would take place after summer break ended. 

Koito explains that Yuuken left practice early because "he was feeling unwell and he had to help his grandmother prepare some things for the Tanabata Festival.” The first-year student stayed in the gym for another hour of training, and when he left the facility around 4:00 p.m., he found a keychain from an action figure that belonged to Yuuken on the floor. Minutes later, the Enma's called the police station.

Your fingers grab the corner of the paper and turn the page to read some additional details about the case. This Yuuken boy... the two of you stood together at the bus station, but you never really spoke. You went to different schools, and his appearance and aura communicated that he didn't want to be bothered, so you left him alone. Besides, you're not the most outgoing person, so you never really made a move to befriend him. You only knew of his personality from the comments of neighbors and even your parents; a "charismatic and determined young man.” 

Your eyes land on an evidence report detailing the footage from the gym's surveillance camera. Your eyes widened as you remembered the conversation you overheard in the records room about two days ago about the recent missing persons cases.

According to the officer, all of the nine disappearances have been caught on CCTV, but you can never see who is taking them or where they are going because the recording always glitches.

He described in detail the disappearance of Fígaro Koskela, the young heir to a Finnish jewelry empire, who was walking home from a party organized by his classmates. He's alone, it's the middle of the night, he's strolling down an alley near some residential houses, when all of a sudden his head whips around as he hears a strange noise, the policeman describes the sound as that of a loud roar followed by a cry similar to that of horses.

Figaro's expression morphed into one of shock and bewilderment, paralyzed on the spot as his blue eyes did not look away from where the sound came. At that moment, the camera stops and the footage goes black. Suspiciously, the camera reactivated itself hours later as police arrived on the scene and neighbors peered out their windows and doors to see what was going on.

The officer explained that all the victims disappeared in the same way: they were alone in Kotohira, they heard something, and the camera footage went black, adding that the people who were near where the victims disappeared never heard anything strange. But he also points out that none of the victims have anything in common. Age, appearance, socioeconomic status, even where they live, nothing.

You're jolted out of your trance as your father clears his throat and walks past you, taking a seat in his chair, before turning to face you, the lack of sleep and stress evident due to the dark circles under his eyes. "From the looks of things, I don't think I'll be leaving the office anytime soon. Do you think your mom can pick you up?"

Normally, you would walk home, since the police station is not that far from the apartment building. That, and the night air feels good on your skin, plus, it gives you some time alone to think and take some pictures of the sky and wildlife.

However, because of the recent disappearances, everyone in Kotohira is on edge, including you and especially your parents. This morning, you even received some messages from a few of your school friends who were outraged because their parents wouldn't let them go on their annual trip to the beach for fear that their children would be the next victims.

You nodded at your dad’s request before taking the seat that Mrs. Enma had previously occupied and wasted no time dialing your mother's phone number. Frankly, you were tired and hungry, having accidentally skipped lunch to help the Chief's secretary organize a mountain of paperwork that needed to be archived. Seriously, these guys are a mess.

After a few dials, you hear the sound of the phone picking up and your mother's cheery voice answering from the other end. "Hello, honey! How's my baby doing?" you see out of the corner of your eye as your father chuckles, having heard your mother's cooing over the loud volume of the phone. "I'm fine, Mom. How was your case?"

You can hear your mother gasp in surprise before she giddily recounts the details of the latest case she took on. "Oh, you bet your ass I won it! You should have seen the look on that idiot Howard's face when they declared my client innocent. That asshole always takes the side of dirty money," you laugh lightly at your mom’s colorful words; she has had a fierce rivalry with Vanguard Legal Services’ best attorney, Howard Waltz, ever since college. They even work at competing firms.

Your mother spends a few minutes telling you more details about the case before asking you why you called her. You tell her about Yuuken Enma's recent disappearance and that your father won't be able to take you home due to the heavy workload. 

"Yuuken has disappeared!? Oh, poor thing, I hope they find him soon. Don't worry, darling, I just left the office, I'll be there in about half an hour," after exchanging a few more words, you hang up the call.

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You hold your head in your hands, it feels like someone is violently sticking a sharp needle into the left side of your brain and your eyes won't stop throbbing. 'What the actual hell happened? I was doing fine a minute ago.’

Your father had left after the Chief knocked on the door and told him that they were going to have a brief meeting to organize a search party for Yuuken and share some updates on the case. Seconds after they departed and your dad bid you goodbye in case you were gone before he returned, your terrible headache suddenly appeared, and now you feel like you're going to throw up.

“O, thou who were guided by the dark mirror”.

"What was that!? Hello!?" you yell, the chair legs squeaking loudly against the floor as you quickly stand up, your eyes scanning the room trying to find the deep voice that just spoke. Your heart is beating fast, your breathing labored as your hands immediately find a fountain pen sitting on top of some papers, grab it, and point the tip outward to use it as a makeshift weapon. 

‘Are the rookies pulling a prank? Or am I hallucinating? Damn it! This fucking headache is driving me insane!’ You lower your head to look at the gap between the door and the floor, but you don’t see anyone standing outside or hear any movement from the hallway. Before you can continue to examine the room any further, your phone vibrates and the screen turns on, displaying a recent message from your mother alongside other notifications: "I'm outside." 

You waste no time getting your things, slinging the messenger bag over your shoulder, grabbing your sweater off the back of the chair, and throwing the pen away, landing behind your father’s chair. You're tired, you're hungry, you don’t want to deal with whatever prank somebody’s pulling on you, and you want to take care of this headache before it turns into an excruciating migraine. 

You make your way over the door, making sure you stomp your feet as hard as you can to warn whoever is hiding and pulling your hair, to start running before you catch them and kill them. You twist the doorknob and open the door quickly, only to find... the hallway completely desolated and eerily quiet.

This is strange... even if everyone was working, you would hear the noise coming from the offices, but, there is no sound at all. You can’t even hear the wind blowing outside or the droning songs from the cicadas. Your stomach twists into knots, a feeling in your gut screaming at you that something is wrong. You need to get out of there now.

“Let thy heart’s desire reflected in the mirror take thee by the hand”.

Yeah, no, this is no prank. Whatever's going on here is some paranormal shit. 

You don't waste a second as you bolt from your father's office, running down the hallway as fast as you can, never looking back for fear of something coming after you. You groan as your headache begins to worsen, your head now throbbing and your ears ringing loudly as you begin to hear a chorus of unintelligible voices inside your brain.

“In me. In them. In you.”

You pant as you run past the common office, your eyes widening as you find the entire room empty, all the equipment turned off and the chairs scattered around the room as if everyone had suddenly gotten up and gone home. The deep voice rings louder in your head again, its words feeling like mockery. ‘What the hell is going on? Where did everyone go? Dad, please be okay!’

“We all have very little time left.”

"AGH, JUST SHUT UP!" you shout, hoping the voices will go away, but they only get louder by the second. Thankfully, you reach the entrance of the police station, your eyes widening in relief as you find your mother's gray car parked right outside. Swinging the glass door open, you dash towards the vehicle, panic running through your veins.

"MOM! PLEASE! IT'S ME! OPEN THE DOOR!" you slam your right hand against the window as you yank hard at the handle of the locked car door. But as you duck your head to look inside the car, your breath is cut short and you feel your heart come to a screeching halt. The driver's side is empty, not a trace of your mother inside.

You slowly back away from the vehicle in utter disbelief, the voices having stopped, but you don't even notice, too preoccupied with the sudden disappearance of everyone around you. Your attention, however, is drawn to a hellish sound coming from your right. A loud roar, creaking wood, heavy wheels rolling on the pavement, and the whole cacophony accompanied by the cries of horses.

You feel frozen in place as your head turns to the side and your eyes widen at the sudden appearance of a funeral carriage drawn by two elegant horses coming at you at full speed. 

You want to run, to escape from this hellish scene as quickly as possible, to run into your parents' arms. ‘This has to be a nightmare. This isn’t real!’ Every single muscle and nerve in your body is screaming for you to move, and yet something is holding you back. You close your eyes in fear as the sound of hooves comes closer and closer.

You feel nothing as the carriage crashes into you.

“Welcome to Night Raven College, young soul”.

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Estrangement 2:

*This is a continuation of the emotional trauma that Kaitlin is suffering from yn and Harry. Note that mentions and depictions of mental and emotional neglect are displayed here.*

I waited impatiently for that diploma to be mailed. When is that paper coming? It's been 2 weeks? I pondered to myself. I picked my dry lips, peeling off the important layers that brace me against a bloody sore lip from peeling off to much of the lip skin.

I heard the sound of a heavy vehicle pull up not too far from the house. I raced downstairs in hopes that the awaited piece of paper I desperately wanted to cherish would be here. I opened the front door where I was handed a large letter and package from the mail man. "Enjoy you're day miss." He said with friendly smile. "Thank you."

I went back inside and darted to my bedroom to see if this was it. It ended up being more than what I bargained for. My diploma and cap and gown came at the same time! I leaped out of my skin when I carefully opened the letter carrying my future job security ticket. I read it proudly, making sure not to miss a single word of my attainment. I excitedly took the black cap and gown that I sprung for eagerly and carefully pulled over my lavender shirt and blue stoned washed jeans. I gazed at myself in the mirror feeling an overwhelming sense of pride. I stood boldly in the mirror as my triumphant smile glistened through the empty pieces.

I knew only one person would want to see such an accomplish, so I called in Kira to my bedroom. She trailed in unsuspecting until she saw me in my graduate uniform. "Katie!" She gleamed before hugging my thigh. I picked her up and held her on my side as I took a picture of the two of us. The only two people who mattered in this very moment. I set my little sister down and continued with my boasting pride. I would be handed another degree, that would be framed and only attainable at the ceremony that I was desperate to attend. I pictured myself walking on stage after being handed my trophy in a brown framed picture case that was protecting the piece of paper inside. My lips stung as they formed a memorable smile. My eyes blinked back the tears forming in the corner of them as not to wet my gown with any salty waterfalls.

I constantly checked the school homepage to see the due date of my ceremony that was soon to come. This Friday. That was the day of one of the most important and meaningful events of my life. I had to be there. It was set.

"The ceremony starts at 5," I said beyond everyone's bedroom doors as I was already packing away my dress and cap and gown for tonight. Kira bounced up and down with excitement, as Kameron was coming out of his bedroom. "Five?" He questioned rubbing his eyes from his choice of dim lighting bedroom. I nodded firmly. "Yep, be ready." 

Mom and Dad stumbled out of their bedrooms looking emotionless as expected. On Kim's high school graduation, you should've seen them: cheering, clapping, whistling with their fingers to grasp her attention as she was handed her diploma. I admit I was deeply proud of my older sister as well, but it still stung that they were nothing like that for mine. As a matter of fact, one of the most painful memories I'll have is hearing Kylie's voice asking dad where he was going, only to swiftly turn from the stage for me to see him getting up and not coming back until another student was accepting his diploma.

Mom just stayed on her phone the whole time, partially confused as to what was going on around her. But I tired hard to shake that thought off. After all I was doing this for Kira to watch, otherwise I would be going to the ceremony myself. 

The time came when I was already dressed in my cap and gown and everyone shuffled themselves into the car. Dad was deliberately holding us up until Kylie who was coming out late as well, ushered him out. He begrudgingly settled himself into the car as if it was a waste of time, pulling time out of his busy schedule to do something that he hated to do so much. I shook my head at the two passengers sitting up front, one in the driver's seat and the other in the passengers. "Thanks Kylie." I whispered discreetly to which she replied with a smile and a wink.

We drove until we reached the Thomas Hall where the ceremony would take place. I leaped out of the car and ran to the auditorium where I was ushered to the backstage where all the other graduates were taking place. I grew anxious about what was to happen on stage. I would never want to embarrass myself while thousands of people looked on. I wanted to be proud of myself.

The school official came out onto the stage and started the ceremony. I stood dubiously as the speaker was announcing names and handing out diplomas. I glanced over in the audience to see Kira smiling in awe and Kristopher filming it on his phone. I smiled gently at them before turning back to the stage. In the corner of my eye, I could see dad sitting there impatiently with a surfeited look on his face. Mom was no better, gutsy rolling her eyes and checking her phone. 

Soon enough it was my turn to accept my diploma. I couldn't even turn to the audience to see my parents faces, I couldn't be bothered to look at such fallacious expressions as I was receiving something that meant a lot to me. "Miss Kaitlin Styles, a top of the class honor student who has written exceptional papers! We are all very proud of you here at Berklin's digital university!" The speaker said while looking from me to the audience of people clapping. I took my diploma and shook his hand before being invited to give a speech.

I cleared my throat and looked squarely into the audience, eyes focused on my family, especially Kira who was intent on hearing every word spoken. It was a fluke my parents were still in their seats, actually wanting to pay attention to the speech I was about to give.

I took a deep breath and spoke true words from the heart.

"First I'd like to take the opportunity to thank everyone for being here and for being given the chance to accept something very dear to me," I swallowed before speaking with determination.

"I want to thank only a few people who have personally been a consistent support system for me through this happy and challenging time. They were always there for me when I needed them the most and they have always been kind to me, even when I hadn't been the most kind to myself. The first person is my little sister Kira who is here today...she is actually a big reason why I am on this stage tonight. For her. Never underestimate the power of kindness and real love. Real love is attentive, kind, patient, considerate, strong and reasonable and it never falters due to a personality or a difficult situation...and I will forever be thankful to her for showing me that I was never alone in this world. The second person is my other younger sister Kylie who has been supplying me with little nudges to help for things to go my way, like tonight how she was able to usher everyone into the car for this special night," I chuckled along with the audience.

"She had always been a best friend to me and has never failed to show that type of compassion ever. I have learned important lessons from these ones...to not remember the ones who have turned away from you with a cold shoulder, but to remember the ones who did help you along the way." I stepped down and watched as everyone gave a standing ovation for me as I walked off the stage with tears streaming from my face. 

Kylie and Kira cried as I made my way around to their section, only to my parents looking almost ashamed. Their faces were red and anguished, yet they still clapped loudly as all eyes were on me making my way down to where the rest of the other graduates were. Kris, Kim and Kam clapped loudly too as they saw me exit the auditorium.

The frozen smile on my face spelled volumes. It wasn't about to go anywhere even when it attracted attention from the other graduates who chatted with me while I waited for the ceremony to be over. It finally ended with everyone getting their diplomas and celebrating. My family came and found me, with Kristopher giving me a side hug along with Kimberly and Kameron. Kylie ran to me with proud tears streaming down her face. She held Kira tightly in her arms as the both kissed my cheek with immense affection. 

I glanced with my peripheral vision towards my parents who were coming up to us. I wanted to excuse myself, maybe in a way of reprisal for how I was treated by them for years. But I didn't...today was a fresh start for me. "Kaitlin....we just wanted to congratulate you for a job well done." My dad sheepishly said, looking around everytime his eyes met mine. Mom put a silent hand on my shoulder, that I had no intention to rub off. I licked my lips before pursing them. "Thank you," I swallowed hard and sniffled. I forced a pursed smile and continued on with the with the afterparty. 

Later that night, when we came home, I went straight to my room and packed away my diploma and cap and gown. Of course there was no party at the house because my parents only seemed to show interest in me when their names weren't mentioned in my speech as people who were there for me. No surprise for me at least but I wasn't interested in a pity party for them after everything they've done. Nothing would change fate's design for me.

I got started packing things early, late into the night putting away my curtains, my laptop, my clothes. Then the items on my desk were being packaged nicely and put into the moving boxes along with my jewelry and perfume, dainty things that needed to be packed with special care. I made it on minimum sleep, and in the morning I finished where I had left off.

I had sealed a deal working for a blog that would pay a very decent amount and I was to start in two days so that meant I was leaving tonight. My mom walked past my room every now and then seeing more and more things being packed away. "Kaitlin....breakfast is ready." She said almost choking on her words, holding back a guilty conscience racked with tears of realization. "Oh thanks....but I think I'll pass." I knew I didn't have to say the last part, but it made my stomach turn seeing at how it took a graduation speech for them to finally reconfigure their choices as parents. A little too late for that now.

I barely even so much as glanced at my mother's face because I was so busy trying to pack up everything. I waited till she went downstairs to give Kira her goodbye gift. I knocked one last time on the oak colored door that separated Kira's bedroom from the hallway that was right across from Kameron's room. The door opened as I entered the princesses pink room decorated in butterflies and pastel rainbow stickers, the bed that held a pink glittery canopy over it and the yellow rug with a toy horse and fairy barbie dolls scattered across it. "Kira...I'm going to be leaving very soon as you know right?" She nodded, already gaining watery eyes and hung onto me a little tighter.

It broke me to see her about to cry as I was hasten to cry myself. I held her cheek in my hand softly. "I-I want you to have this so that way we'll always be close." A lump in my throat appeared that made me internally hyperventilate with sobs. "It's a reminder...t-that I-I'll always be your big sister." I hugged her tightly before finally give way to the sobs that were choking me. We both cried as the realization of what goodbye really meant. I gifted Kira my book of poems and even wrote a special story and poem for her in my last page. I pulled away and looked into her red glossy teary eyes. "This is for you to read at bedtime okay?" I sniffled, desperate to cry again.

"I love you Kaitlin," She hugged me again crying. "I love you too." I said with shaky voice that cried weakly into her arms. I pulled away one last time and walked back to my room. The white bedspread with orange flowers on it, the gray and purple covers that tucked me in every night and the earthy poster I had hanging on the wall above my bed were all packed and ready to go. All the pictures, desk, decorations that I personally hung with the mellow help of a towering Kristopher, were all taken down and packed in the brown moving boxes. Even the light switch cover that was customized for me was packed. Everything I owned was somewhere in a box.

I sniffled looking back one last time at my bedroom where I watched the sun rise, the sun set and the afternoon blue sky and blazing balmy sun that frowned down at the green grass and pink and yellow flowers that laced the front lawn in all it's glory.

I bit my lip and packed the last box before sealing it up and going downstairs to pull my car around. My family was at the table eating breakfast in a mundane silence. I pretended as if they weren't there and went to garage and pulled my car around to the front before going back inside, ready to fit some boxes into this CRV. I went back and fourth, putting boxes in my car and then shooting upstairs to get another one, then another one, then another....then none.

Everything was set. My parents were sitting on the couch while everyone else sat in the dining room, eye glued on my parents. I was nonplussed with what was going on when my parents ushered me to sit across from them.

Memories of the last conversation sitting across from my dad flooded my mind. The despondent thought was only an example of my ambition to leave. "Kate, we wanted to tell you that we're all going to miss you and that....." My mother started to cry. "You can stay if you want. You don't have to leave."

I compressed my lips together looking coldly into their eyes. "I don't think it's really up for debate now." I interrupted. My dad charged in. "Kaitlin....we do love you...and we admit we really messed up. We're sorry and we can try to make this right if we all work together-"

"Goodbye." I said getting up and started to walk away. Dad bolted after me and begged me not to go. "Katy please!" Dad allowed for tears to stream down his cheeks. "I know we can't give you that time back.....but...please allow us to make this better?" He choked. I looked at him, then mom and then towards everyone else before shaking my head. 

"Exactly. Time that was precious and worth spending every minute and effort and energy into me was never used. For a long time I had thought there was something wrong with me....like I was never meant to exist...but then I realized that circumstances and peoples actions are not your own, no matter how responsible someone tries to make you for them. You have not even begun to be parents to me, sure everyone else you were perfect...but not to me. So please, let me walk away and use the rest of my life to be happy....that is what you can do."

Dad let me go, somberly ceasing this fight. You can't fix what's broken all the time and sometimes walking away is part of starting over. It was time to let go....so I picked up my suitcases and walked to my car...and then driving off to something better.

My life. My fresh start.

Hope you guys really liked this angst story!!! Sorry if it's not as good as the first part!!!

[hornyforpoetry]

A little break from the posts I usually make to tell about an experience I had today. I visited a history museum. Among the showcases on display, one caught my attention. Inside, there is the student ID of an art student from the beginning of the 20th century. Next to it, a graduation diploma, a group photo, a Chinese bowl, old and hardened brushes, an open charcoal box.

I felt as if a bond had formed between me and him, even if we were separated by 100 years. I am an art student from the beginning of the 21st century, who carries around a box of charcoal, who has the same worn-out brushes in the studio, who once took a group photo with other students of the 21st century.

I can't help but wonder if he had the same thoughts as mine. What was his opinion about beauty or the ideal? If he also had sleepless nights in which he imagined what will remain after him in 100 years? If someone will remember him. If he will manage to create something significant enough to be remembered. He probably didn't even imagine that he would remain as a student ID in an exhibition.

Maybe, someday, an arts student from the beginning of the 22nd century will look at my student ID and the connection will continue. There is something about artists, something that makes us connect no matter how many centuries are between us.

[firespirited]

I got to give belly scritches to both ginger cats this morning but my phone crashed right as I tried to get photos (I think it might be model specific, the LG G5 crashes repeatedly if the charge is under 60% and will not start at all if it's under about 45). They also played with the string of the dog lead before getting distracted with a brotherly play fight.

I've been stuck unable to craft or do much except rest after pulling my left shoulder somehow. Neck neuralgia is so stupid. Arm hurty so gonna make your eyes not work and woopsie doo brain feels too big for the back of your cranium in a way that's going to ramp up into pain so odd it'll feel like you don't have a body just a big ache that outlines the exact shape of your skull from the inside.

Felt sane enough to try a little konmari without throwing out baby and bath with the bathwater. I could tell the difference between aesthetic enjoyment and nostalgia, personal spark vs rarity/sunk cost but it passed within five minutes. I was looking at newer monster highs and some work in progress that can't currently be finished that I've displayed with mixed dolls and couldn't get the clarity and then doubts took over.

So next time: fully dressed dolls among their similar shaped/unfinished 'peers' and try again.

Still not doing the craft supplies, it's too fraught. It could really do with some reorganising but I could so very easily give away all the painstakingly collected stashes because of the uncertainty that comes with neck injury and the big worry that comes with the pain.

Like I'm currently struggling with taps (faucets?) and spreading butter so everything handicraft related feels slightly threatening. There's no pressure except a very limited amount of personal space and clutter blindness.

Paperwork and email inbox sorting is on hold because it got out of hand and is going to take some courage 😂😁

Getting registered to vote is proving difficult: they want paperwork to prove I lived in British addresses from before I was ten: they have my birth certificate and passport details but I wasn't exactly on the bills or receiving official mail as a kid. If they really cared, they could see my NHS records but I suspect they want 'expats' only not emigrants, the types with a second home, double citizenship or who left after retirement. It was open to any brits but they want proof of diplomas (16+), work payslips and bills. I had a bank account at 7 (granddad felt it was a very important rite of passage to have one even though I didn't get an allowance) but that doesn't count either. Frustrating.

I'm very fond of late winter, the skies are spectacular and you get to see the frost sparkle as the sun rises. I don't mind wearing double socks because there are no mosquitos. The slap in the face that is cold wind makes any heated building feel magically cozy and the birds make a racket up til 7 thirty. Even saw what looked like a bat this morning but I don't know what they eat in this weather or if they hibernate. Off to wikipedia.

[vicomaco]

Ahoy reader, I'm here to vent. My second favorite season is coming, outside the window the sky is showering washing away the sweltering warmth and it inspires me to do the same with my suffocating self, now in pre-mid life (33) and confuse on the direction, tired of all those coats I've put on my shoulders without consent of a self now lost inside the textile. I just spent 2 or more hours of a working day cleaning my tumblr page, I made all of my past drawings private. Doing so I retraced the 10 or more years spent in this platform through different life phases and artistic epiphanies. I realized how much I forgot of myself, especially the joy I had drawing my pictures in my sparetime. Since I remember I have always had a sketchbook and a trousse of pens and pencils on me, everywhere. During elementary, college, high schools, I remember long train trips filling pages with doodles and thoughts. I stopped filling sketchbooks around eight years ago, close to my diploma, I had countless short deadlines, many white nights and a lot of stress. But I still had school assignements and side projects with friends both done in traditional techniques. No more traditional drawing for me, but still drawing for side fun projects. The school trained me to be an illustrator, more than a comic artist. To experiment and test different tools, my favorite still are inks and gouaches. Life after school became all about comics. And comics, at the - fucking long- beginning of your carreer are 90% ridiculously poor payed. The reasonable choice I took to balance that with the time spent on each page was to learn to actually make them on photoshop, safer if you have to erase, remove pages, redo faces. I didn't have much spare time, but when I had I used it experimenting brushes and learning a bit better the programs while making doodles for myself. No, actually a big changement happened: social networks. Facebook, Tumblr, Instagram and all. Part of me was doing them for myself and in order to evolve the technique, part of me was doing them to display them online. The quest for the "likes" serotonin-dispenser just started.

Now, in bigger comic projects, with bigger life events, and less daily energy I have no spare time, I'm full into professional work. Written by someone else, I'm full time into someone else's world. Comics are already life-sucking, but a life-sucking project when it's not even yours it sucks even the ground under your feet. Now I watch, I don't see, I execute, I'm unable to observe anymore. So I don't post on socials anymore, I'm being consumed by them while consuming time, brainless, zombiengly lurking memes and other distractions from the void this job created in me. I don't remember what I like, what I want to draw, what I would write on a sketchbook and god how I miss traditional techniques, I miss having my own ideas, my personal vertical projects and my personal horizontal purpose, I miss the joy behind my work, I don't remember myself. I've never been consistent, nor obsessed too much on something. I've always be in love with the act of drawing, the state of mind you have while doing it, the beautiful line, the beautiful palette. Every subject could be nicely done. I deeply respect artists with the same style, experimenting inside their comfort zone, obsessed with a subject and pursuing it year after year after year. They are coherent, awhile ago they chose one only coat and they decide to wear only that, and year after year it fits them always better. I myself I'm much better than before in terms of style, composition, lines, narration. The appearence of my style is much more solid, the inside is void. My old drawings in this blog were impressive, they could tell the joy I had experimenting. The oldest ones, the traditional ones, were the happiest. My technical traditional skills were better than my actual digital ones and the soul behind each sketch was so alive! I removed the old drawings from my blog not because I'm ashamed by them. But because I had a pity looking at this decline over and over, I wanted a -maybe?- fresh start. Fall always offers me new resolutions and will for changes, now I'm imploding, I'm sick of memes, I'm sick of stupidities, I'm sick of my poor time management. I want to come back in tumblr because it was, to my remindings, the healthier of the social networks, the less silly (at least my dashboard), the more balanced in aesthetic and content. I want to try to let it help me venting or finding myself again, I guess. Are you experiencing my same sickness of the pointless time-sucking web?

[mclintocksdaughter]

Life’s Changes

Chapter Summary: Elain returns to Outer Banks after a few changes and is greeted by her family.

Pairing: JJ x fem!OC/Reader

Chapter Word Count: 1,403

Warnings: Fluff, emotional JJ (Yes, that's a warming), let me know if I missed anything

Series Masterlist

She’d left Outer Banks right after graduation. A few days after everyone received their diplomas, she jumped on a ferry and refused to go back. Elain saved up enough money to buy a pickup and trailer.

The first ranch she worked for bought her a horse, a bay gelding named Tank. She paid them for a pair of chaps and chinks, while she was there. Elain also bought a Blue Heeler, whom she named Aspen. She was only there for a month, seeing as that’s all she signed on for. It was a place up in Wyoming, where she was glad she didn’t stay. The winters there are about as cold as one could imagine.

The second place she worked for was in Texas. They were good to her, and she learned a lot there. Elain bought another horse, a pretty bay roan mare named Ember while she was there. She was there for two weeks and is now headed back to OBX.

She began to sweat when boarding the ferry, nerves, and excitement getting to her. She was afraid they’d hate her for leaving for half the summer. The last time she talked to John B, two days ago, he promised they’d love to see her. Despite his reassurance, she wasn’t sure how they’d react to how she’d changed.

She’d gained more muscle, her thighs and arms getting just a little bigger. Her hair had naturally created highlights because she’d been outside so much. A few tattoos were now on display in various places, as well as scars she got while working. She had a new trailer and a vehicle that was only a few years old, as well as having collected a few animals.

Her fashion sense had changed, she no longer wore jean shorts and a crop top, now it was a short sleeve shirt tucked into jeans with a belt and a decent-sized belt buckle. A collection of hats resides in the ‘bedroom’ of the trailer, as well as a bunch of stuff for the horses and Aspen. She hadn’t smoked since graduation and drank considerably less than before. She now longed for a ranch with her last name on the gate and lots of cattle.

The ferry horn brought her from her thoughts. She pulled off it and began the drive to John B’s. Nothing had changed in the time she had been gone. Everything seemed frozen in time as if she’d never left at all.

The Chateau came into sight, and she let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. Parking the pickup, she turned it off and walked toward the house. She wrung her hands together and walked onto the porch. She debated knocking, and deciding against it, she walked in, pulling her hat off her head.

The house was empty, as was the yard, and the shack. Deciding to wait for them, she walked back to the pickup and opened the back door, her hat resuming its position on her head. Aspen jumped out, Elain grabbing the leash on the floor for the puppy. Aspen ran around, went to the bathroom, and started smelling around. Elain grabbed a handful of treats and put them in her pocket.

She moved from the front of the pickup to the tack compartment. She took the blue haynet filled with hay to the back of the trailer. Opening the slide gate, she slipped in and tied the haynet up. She made sure it was locked when she shut it again. She then filled a purple tub with white handles with water from the water tank inside the trailer. She also set out Aspen’s water bowl. She opened the side door and heaved the purple tub into the trailer for the horses. Elain latched the side door and called for Aspen. The puppy came running from behind a tree. Elain gave her a treat after making her sit, Aspen devouring it immediately. The Blue Heeler then drank from her water bowl before going back to exploring.

Elain sat against the trailer and pulled her hat down a bit. She debated calling John B, but she didn’t want to interrupt whatever fun they were having just to find out where they were.

With some effort, she got up and laid down in the hammock. Aspen chased after her and settled her head on Elain’s shoulder, with Elain’s arm around her little body. Both fell asleep shortly after lying down.

Elain woke to the hammock tipping as Aspen jumped off and ran to bark at something. Stretching, she slid out of the hammock and onto the ground. She stood up, straightened herself out, then followed the noise Aspen was making.

Everyone was getting out of the Twinkie and going to look at her pickup and trailer. Aspen ran up to them, yapping and asking for scratches. Kie and Sarah fussed over how cute she looked in her tooled leather collar, with her name on it. JJ and John B were walking around the pickup and trailer, talking as they did so. Pope noticed the horses and was trying to look at them through the slots in the trailer. The horses made noise as they moved around in the trailer, trying to see what all the commotion is about. Aspen licked Sarah and Kie before running back toward Elain.

She reached down and pet Aspen, “You having fun little lady?” Aspen yipped and licked her hand in reply. Elain giggled before she looked up to see the girls staring at her. She gave a little wave and both girls took off toward her at a run.

Elain stumbled back a little when Kie reached her, wrapping their arms around each other. Elain laughed, “Hey, pretty lady.”

“Lanie, you’re home,” Kie squealed.

“Let me see my sugar,” Sarah laughed.

Elain pulled away from Kie after a few more seconds, Sarah now hoarding Elain.

“Missed you, sun drop,” Elain giggled.

“Missed you too, Lane,” Sarah said, squeezing Elain.

“My turn,” Pope told Sarah.

Elain’s head was against his shoulder, “Missed you, Heyward.”

“Missed you so much, Felman,” he replied, swaying back and forth.

“Hey, move over,” John B complained. Elain slowly pulled away from Pope, just to be almost tackled by John B.

“I missed you too, JB,” Elain laughed. He hugged her for a few minutes before letting go.

“How long are you staying?”

“The rest of the summer as long as I’m welcome,” she told him.

“You’re always welcome,” he grinned and messed with her hat.

She laughed and fixed it, John B moving back with the others to get a good look at her. JJ stared at her, standing a few feet behind Kie.

“Elain, spin around,” Kie said, motioning for a spin. Elain did as told, slowly spinning in a circle so they could see all of her.

“How did you get more beautiful?” Sarah complimented. Elain shrugged and laughed. “I’m serious, how did you get more beautiful?” Elain laughed again.

“I don’t know. I’ve gained a lot more muscle, but I’m still thick in the thighs. What are you seeing as more beautiful,” Elain moved around a little, her jeans showing all of her curves.

“Your soul,” Kie answered, smiling, “Your soul seems more beautiful.”

“Well, I loved being out and around the cattle and the horses, so that might have something to do with it.” Elain noticed JJ had taken a few steps forward, but still hadn’t said anything. “If you want to meet the horses, I can get them out for you. You might want to change into jeans though.”

“We’ll be back,” Kie said, pulling Sarah into the Chateau. John B nudged Pope, motioning toward JJ, “We’re going to go get some stuff out of the Twinkie.” Elain nodded.

Finally, she was left alone with JJ. She took a few steps toward him. “Hi,” she said. That was all it took for JJ to pull her into a hug.

He hugged her like if he let her go she would disappear. She hugged him back and gripped his shirt. “Please, don’t ever do that again,” he pulled away.

“Do what,” she asks, looking into his eyes.

“I thought you left and were never coming back.” His eyes held a slight panic.

“I wouldn’t leave without you,” she moved a hand up to cup his cheek.

“Really?”

“Really. I wanted to get a reputation built up outside OBX and I was going to come back for you. So here I am,” she stroked his cheek with her thumb.

“Thank you for coming back.”

“Always.” She hugged him again.

“JJ, you have to let her go now. We need Elain to get her horses for us,” Kie said, interrupting the reunion.

Elain laughed, kissing JJ on the forehead before tying up the horses for the girls.

[dumbass-tumbler-cryptid]

If this scene exists at all, can you give a snippet of Spider + any of his uncles/aunts in Cabin in the Woods?

There are/will be plenty of scenes with his aunt/uncles! Currently with what I have written Ja plays a major roll in one ending, but I'm thinking other members of team Deja Blue will get there moments to shine down the road.

here's a more fluffy family snippet for you though!

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  It seemed unreal how quickly the year had passed. One minute it was his first day of school. The next he was sitting amongst his classmates in a graduation cap and gown, waiting for his fake name to be called, his father, aunt and uncles watching him from the surrounding seating of the auditorium. After everything he’d been through he couldn’t believe he was here, receiving his high school diploma with his loving family in attendance. The whole affair went on for an agonizingly long time yet once it was over, it felt like it had passed in an instant.

   Plenty of pictures were taken. He posed with his two closest friends just outside of the school before they broke off to take some pictures with their families. He went up to his Pa expecting that he’d want the two of them to get in front of the camera as well but instead he said, “it’s too crowded here. Let’s get home. Beat the traffic.” Miles felt a little dejected at the refusal but obeyed.

   During the ride home he ran his hand over his diploma tracing the letters of his fake name, with a mix of accomplishment and sadness. If his Pa noticed his mood, he ignored it, silently focusing on the road the entire trip. Their driveway was already filled with his aunt’s and uncles' cars by the time they got home. Miles figured that they had left shortly after he threw his graduation cap into the air. They entered the building to a chorus of cheers and applause. Miles laughed in shock as he looked around the living room, his relatives having set up an entire party for him with plenty of food, a cake, balloons and streamers, in under an hour. “Thank you so much!” Miles practically shouted once the noise died down.

    Pa ruffled his hair, “it’s nothing son. We're proud of you.” Everyone nodded in agreement.

    “Sit down,” Uncle Lyle said, ushering him to the couch. “We know you're probably hungry but we got you some presents and were really excited for you to see them.” 

    “You guys didn’t have to get me anything.” The room filled with cries of denial from every adult in the room making Miles laugh at their indignation. 

   One by one he was handed gifts like it was Christmas. Most of it was for his upcoming trip. A new camera from Uncle Mansk. A first aid kit from Uncle Ja. A bunch of travel books from Auntie Z. New art supplies from Uncle Fike. And then, Uncle Lyle handed him a thin rectangular package the exact same size as his diploma. Ripping off the paper revealed that it was his diploma. He stared at the red pleather cover in confusion before opening it. Inside was an exact replica of his graduation certificate, with one major difference. His real name. Miles Socorro-Quaritch Jr. High school graduate. 

   “I snuck into your school a few nights back,” Uncle Lyle admitted, “they keep those things on a template. All you have to do is add the name and print.”

   “Thank you.” Miles said in an oddly choked hush as he traced the letter of his real name.

    “Now you know why I wanted to wait for pictures.” Pa said, patting him on the back. Miles just nodded.

    Before they really got the party started father and son, plus Lyle made their way outside, Cupcake following on the heels of her masters. They stood with the wide open countryside as their background, Pa with his arm proudly wrapped around his son’s shoulder, Miles displaying his real diploma, Cupcake sitting by their feet, tongue hanging out and tail wagging from all the excitement. 

   Once a few pictures were taken Lyle held the digital camera out for them to inspect the images. Miles felt like he was glowing looking at the two of them like that, no disguises, no fake names. Just one happy family.

[jonogueirawrites]

The in-between.

Chapter 11 of 22.

Chapter 1.

 Not even in a million years.

AO3

Soaked to the bones and cold as an iceberg. Xavier shivered from head to toe when they finally landed… somewhere. The flight hadn't taken long, and he couldn't say it was a terrible experience, but it wasn't amazing either. 

Inspecting the house in front of him, he grabbed his hair and tried to dry it as much as he could. A shadow on the second floor caught his attention, and he let his mind wonder if it was Evangeline. 

His reveries were cut short when his eyes landed on the angel by his side. The mocking smirk on his lips made Xavier roll his eyes. "What?" 

"It's just… wow!"  

"Wow?" He wrung out the T-shirt and watched the water soak into the grass. 

"You really like her, don't you?" Nathanael crossed his arms over his chest. The smirk still plastered on his face. 

Xavier sighed. The memory of her kisses brought warmth with them. "I do." 

"Cool! Now let's get inside before you catch a cold." 

They walked side by side. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, Xavier could see the twins playing. The door opened, and Megaera stared at him. There was no malice nor bad intentions in her eyes. Only curiosity looked back at him. 

"Xavier Thorpe." She gave him a once over. Her lips curled up, and she walked to the side so he could enter. "Welcome to our home." 

He expected to see pictures of old battles between angels and demons. Many of those expensive sculptures around the place. Maybe some black and gold on the walls, but no. There was a minimalist kind of decoration. On the walls many pictures of the family together. Proud photos of the children displaying medals and diplomas hanging on the walls. Family. It was obviously the most important thing in that household. 

He had barely gotten inside when Raphael came down the stairs. The older angel's eyes bore into Xavier's. There was a quick pressure around him and then nothing. A warning, perhaps? 

"Do you think I would have brought him here before checking his aura?" Nathanael walked past him. Before he could sit on the couch, his mother gave him a quick glance, and he gave up on the idea.  

"The real question is, why would you bring him here in the first place?" 

"Because Evangeline is super down and thinking about dropping university." 

"Why would she do that?" Her mother sat on the chaise. A deep frown on her face. 

"Because she thinks he hates her." 

 Xavier's mouth hung open. Three pairs of eyes turned his way. His mind still trying to comprehend what Nathanael had said. But once the pieces fell into place, he squared his shoulder and tried his best to match their gazes. "I don't hate her. Nor do I want her to quit university." He made sure to pause and look at each one of them again. "Quite the contrary, actually." 

He watched as her father took another step down. A predator analyzing his prey. "Hate or quit?"  

There was something in his demeanor that Xavier couldn't understand. Knowing very well he would never grasp what was happening, he decided to answer truthfully. "Both." 

There was electricity in the air like lightning striking a nearby tree. His teeth hurt for a moment, and the white behind his eyes hurt his brain. Whatever had happened disappeared as soon as he looked at Raphael again. The smirk on his face even more teasing than Nathanael's. 

A whisper in his left ear made him break eye contact.  

"Family," the sweet voice of Megaera started, and hands rested on his shoulders, "is everything." The warm breath caressing his neck sent a cold shiver down his spine. The voice moved to his right ear. "Are you ready," she turned him to look at her, and he got lost in the depths of her black eyes, "to be family, little thing?" 

"Yes."  

"So quick to say yes." The smile playing on her face faded away. "Family is not blood, Xavier. It's not marriage, dating, or sex." She straightened her back, and somehow, he felt like a child. "It's a bond impossible to explain. It's the blood on the blade. The poison on a cup's rim. A curse under the moonlight." Her touch on his skin fleeting. "The pain of a broken bone." 

"The sun warming up our skin. A flower blooming. The laughter of an innocent child. A dog's tail wagging in happiness." Raphael's voice coming from everywhere. "The nervousness of a first kiss." 

"Love, Xavier," Nathanael spoke from behind his mother. "It's love in its purest form. It's sacrifice. It's giving. It's understanding and forgiveness." He rounded them and stopped by his side. "It's love, Xavier." 

The smile on Megaera's lips returned. "Love is near and far, and everything in between."  

"Love's blood and flesh. Heart and mind." Xavier got surprised when he heard the words falling from his lips. "It's total destruction and absolute creation." 

Raphael's voice came from the final steps. "Love is." 

Xavier sighed. It was more than a simple yes or no question. Are you ready to be family? It flashed in his mind. It was written on their faces. "I don't know." 

Megaera's smile grew. It doubled and reached her eyes. "And that, little thing, is the correct answer." 

Xavier was mentally exhausted. Why did everything about Evangeline have to be so challenging?  

He closed his eyes in an attempt to clear his mind, but his paintings crossed his memory. His chest was heavy. There was urgency in his being. The words wanted to escape his mouth, but Raphael didn't allow them. 

"I hope you come to understand what we are asking here someday." He sat on the couch, his wife sitting beside him. "You don't need to marry my daughter, Xavier. You don't even have to be anything but friends. Shit, you don't even have to speak to one another." He took a deep breath and kissed Megaera's forehead. "Think about it. I'm sure we'll be talking about this some other day." 

Xavier nodded. The words stolen from his lips, free to be spoken. "I have dreams." 

"Good." Nathanael mocked from the piano's duet bench. His fingers playing a melancholic song.

When Xavier looked at the angel, he must have had something in his eyes because the other man dropped his attitude, and his whole focus was directed at Xavier's words. The mood in the air changed. They all felt it. 

"I've had strange recurring dreams since the beginning of last semester. I'm also an artist, and some of my paintings are about Good against Evil. Things fighting to take over Evangeline. None of them were deliberated done by me." The silence stretched in the room. 

"Do you think it has to do with what Evangeline is?" Someone asked but Xavier wasn’t really paying attention.

"Yes. I'm sure of that. In one of the paintings…." He carded his hair. "Two entities fought over Evangeline. I'm not talking figuratively. They were fighting above Evangeline, and she was on the ground. She called to me, but something kept me from reaching her. When I looked at the painting again, she lay dead." 

Raphael's jaw clenched, and Megaera's eyes narrowed at him. Nathanael opened his mouth to say something, but Xavier didn't allow it. 

"I think it had to do with her balance. As long as it's even, she will be fine." The tension in the air dissipated. "As I said, I think." 

"We'll keep an eye on it." Raphael nodded his way. 

"There's… there's something else." He swept his face. "It's the Tall Man." 

"Tall man?" Megaera asked. 

"I don't know what it means. I don't even know if it is a man. But he is there, always there. In the corners, in plain sight, in the shadows. His mouth… there are too many white teeth. The smile is way too big for his face. I don't know what he wants or what anything relates to him." 

There was a pause. Everyone thinking about the possibilities until Xavier sighed. 

"There was a raven in a dream." He took a deep breath. "The Tall Man wanted to kill me for some reason, but a raven protected me. I think the raven is Evangeline and that she and the Tall Man are enemies." 

"What does he look like?" It was Nathanael's turn to ask. 

"I don't know. All I see are his eyes and smile. Sorry, I can't give you more details. I-" 

Raphael stood. His eyes full of questions, but there was also softness in them. "You did more than you can imagine, Xavier." After a moment, a smile crossed his face. "Think about what we talked before." 

Xavier nodded.  

"Okay. Let's get you some nice clothes." Nathanael made to leave the room. 

"For what?" 

"Out? The club? Evangeline?" He wiggled his brows in a not-so-subtle manner. 

"After everything, I just told you-" 

"And what good will it do us to mull over things that are out of our control?" He placed his hands on his hips. "Look. You told us. We are going to prepare for whatever your dreams are trying to warn us about. But tonight? You need this. Evangeline needs this! So we are going to get you some nice clothes before we head out because there is no way I'll be seen with you in that." He waved his finger at Xavier. "No, no." 

"Are you sure this is a good idea? And where are you taking me?" 

"Trust me," he winked, "we are going to the threes." 

Megaera laughed in an almost hysterical way. She looked at Xavier, and her eyes shone. "You better get changed, little thing." 

"What is so special about this place? And what kind of name is the threes?" 

"Three mouths, three eyes, and three horns," Raphael answered. "The house of the freaks." 

Xavier looked at them. Confusion all over his face. 

Nathanael chuckled. "Nevermore is for the good guys. The threes? Not so much." He winked at him again. "Oh! When we are there, make sure to keep close, and don't drink anything blue or red. Also, nothing yellow." He turned to walk out of the room but stopped. "For the love of all that's holy, do not eat the fruits." Megaera and Raphael chuckled. "You know what? Do not drink or eat anything that we do not approve of." 

It took several minutes for Nathanael to find something that fit Xavier. They returned to the living room, where the twins played with their mother, and Raphael played a soft melody on the piano. Nathanael looked at his watch and cursed.  

"I don't like to get there after midnight." 

Xavier turned his way. "Why?" 

"The hour of the wicked, little thing."  

"The threes is a neutral ground, Xavier. Anything and everything go there to unwind." 

"And we are going there?" 

"They know us. So you don't need to worry." 

Raphael played the last notes and turned to them. "Actually, they know us." He motioned for his wife and himself. 

"Whatever." Nathanael scoffed. 

Xavier watched as both angels had a quiet argument. Too fidget, he stood by the window and closed his eyes. His mind busy with all the information thrown his way. He turned to ask them if there was anything he could do to help Evangeline when her voice caught everyone's attention. He had to look up at the top of the stairs and mentally remind himself to breathe. 

"What's he doing here?" 

She was beautiful, no, breathtaking. Her white dress hugged her curves, letting her legs exposed. Her arms were covered in long sleeves and the cleavage accentuated by a necklace. Her black hair was loose on her back. A strand over her shoulder contrasting with the red on her lips. When she walked downstairs, the click of her red high heels setting the rhythm to his heart.  

Xavier couldn't take his eyes off her. 

"What is he doing here?" Evangeline glanced at him over her shoulders. 

"He is coming with us," Nathanael spoke from the open door. "C'mon, we don't have all night." 

Evangeline turned to give Xavier a good look. She didn't utter a word his way.  

His smile open and honest. "Hello, Evan-"  

"You are my brother's problem." She turned and left the house.  

Xavier followed them and stopped by Nathanael's side, trying not to antagonize Evangeline. 

"Did you at least remember to take it?" She was finishing talking to her brother when he arrived. 

"Fuck. I forgot." 

"Why am I not surprised?" She went inside again, and when she returned, she addressed Xavier. Her voice crispy, but there was softness in her eyes when they shared a glance. "Protection." She showed him a necklace with an arrow pendant. Her hands caressed his shoulders and chest after she clasped it around his neck. They looked at each other for a second, and there were so many emotions in both of their gazes, but nothing was shared. 

"Let me go get the car." Nathanael looked at them, not trying to hide his grin. 

Xavier spent the next minutes by Evangeline's side. The silence between them weirdly comfortable. When the car arrived, she turned to him. "I hope you're ready to have your mind blown." She tilted her head at him with a teasing smile on her red lips. "Time to go." 

He watched her get in the car, and the only thing he could think about was how pleased he was to know she was safe, happy, and herself. An in-between. 

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Evangeline made sure to sit in the backseat. She wanted to look at Xavier without him knowing. She wanted to make sure that nothing could happen between them because of what she was. Nothing could happen because she was afraid of hurting him. 

When Xavier looked back and flashed her one of his disarming smiles, Evangeline knew that not even in a million years would she be able to resist him. 

“Fuck,” she said in a whisper so no one could hear. 

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Local Expertise and Innovation Saudi Arabian producers of Inconel 718 round bars leverage cutting-edge era and nearby expertise to supply tremendous materials. These producers are ready with superior devices and cling to stringent excellent manipulate necessities, ensuring that every round bar meets worldwide specs.

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Aerospace Inconel 718 is extensively used inside the aerospace industry for components together with turbine blades, casings, and exhaust structures. The alloy’s immoderate electricity and thermal stability make it suitable for important aerospace programs.

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In 2004, after David had accumulated at a B+ at his studies, however graded to a "D" in anthropology for refusing to use calipers on bone identification in the campus labs for the topic and yet performing the identifications correctly (displaying the same memory any campus student has, to have earned a diploma under the Massachusetts system of highschools).

At this point, he informed Matthew Lennox, Calvin Williams' backer, that he had accepted a tour in the CIA, in the War in Iraq; the campus Counter-Rabbinical program.

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David, had already informed Jen McDade, in 2003, to elect "Charlie Baker", a rig on the elections of New England by removing the liquid assets of Massachusetts families, thanks to tax benefits and social security for the disabled veterans (anyone registering SSI or SSDI, a police informant that had retired inside the mental health system; called "mentally ill", by deliberate trap, of Beacon Hill, to fool military authoritarians, such as the Israeli Defence forces; the identified enemy).

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CE Mark Certification in USA:

CE Mark Certification in USA an increasingly globalized marketplace, organizations with a few diplomas inside the globe purpose to grow their benefit to global customers. Obtaining a CE Mark Certification is vital for American businesses focused on the European marketplace. The CE Mark, recognition for indicates that a product complies with the European Union (E.U.) and can be furnished in the European Economic Area (EEA).

Though within the number one related to the E.U., the CE Mark is also applicable for U.S. Organizations, as it opens the door to a large marketplace of over 30 global locations. This weblog offers an in-depth review of CE Mark Certification, why it’s so important for U.S. organizations, and how to navigate the certification approach.

What is CE Mark Consultants in USA?

CE Mark Certification is a regulatory requirement for many products furnished within the European Union. The CE Mark isn’t a fantastic mark but a statement with the resource of the use of way of the manufacturer that the product meets all the applicable E.U. directives, which can also cover health, protection, environmental protection, and regular performance necessities.

The mark is obligatory for merchandise alongside medical devices, devices, electronics, toys, and creation merchandise, among others.

For U.S. Companies, obtaining CE Mark Consultants in USA demonstrates compliance with those stringent necessities, allowing them to export merchandise to the E.U. marketplace without facing regulatory hurdles.

What are the benefits of CE Mark Certification Cost in USA?

Access to the European Market: The E.U. represents one of the world’s biggest markets, with a populace exceeding 500 million. By acquiring CE Mark Certification, U.S. organizations can get the right of access to not only the E.U. but also worldwide locations in the European Free Trade Association (EFTA), collectively with Norway, Iceland, and Liechtenstein.

Enhanced Brand Reputation: Displaying the CE Mark Certification Cost in USA on merchandise complements an emblem’s recognition by signalling compliance with rigorous European requirements. It, moreover, builds transport of real with clients and commercial enterprise company partners who apprehend the mark as a picture of product protection and reliability.

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Legal Compliance: Failure to gain the CE Mark for merchandise requiring certification can cause crook results, collectively with fines, product recalls, and bans on income inside the E.U. Therefore, compliance with CE Mark Certification Cost in USA requirements is essential for retaining criminal and financial risks.

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Identify Applicable Directives and Standards: The first step in the CE Mark certification Bodies in USA technique is to discover your product’s applicable E.U. directives and necessities. Furthermore, This can embody the Low Voltage Directive, the Medical Devices Regulation, or the Machinery Directive, amongst others. Each directive outlines precise necessities that want to be met.

Conduct a Conformity Assessment: You may need to conduct a conformity assessment depending on the product and the associated risks. This can embody inner exams or zero.33-celebration trying out with the beneficial aid of a Notified Body, an industrial enterprise business company corporation superb via the E.U. to assess product compliance.

Compile a Technical File: A technical report is an entire document that consists of all relevant information about the product, together with format drawings, threat exams, test results, and consumer manuals. This document should show how the product complies with the applicable E.U. directives.

Affix the CE Mark: Once the product has been assessed and decided to fulfil all necessities, the CE Mark certification Bodies in USA may be affixed to the product. The mark needs to be seen, legible, and eternal.

Draft and Sign the E.U. Declaration of Conformity: The manufacturer should draft and signal an E.U. Declaration of Conformity, a jail record keeping that the product meets all the essential requirements for CE Mark certification Bodies in USA. This announcement wants to be stored on the report and made to be sent to the government upon request.

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Obtaining CE Mark Certification may be complicated, particularly for U.S. businesses unfamiliar with E.U. guidelines. Key stressful conditions embody:

Understanding E.U. Legislation: Navigating the several E.U. directives and rules may be daunting. U.S. Businesses may also want to seek expert advice or partner with a consultancy specializing in CE Mark Auditors in USA.

Cost Implications: The rate of obtaining CE Mark Certification varies depending on the product and the complexity of the certification. Costs can embody trying out, Notified Body costs, and technical record guidance.

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Saudi Arabia’s diverse climate, ranging from scorching summers to moderate winters, affords specific demanding conditions for Sathat services, which give essential towing and roadside assist. To make certain optimum usual performance and purchaser pride at some diploma inside the year, it’s miles critical to evolve strategies and operations regular with the season. Here are a few seasonal hints for Sathat services in Saudi Arabia.

Summer Tips:

1. Heat Management:

Saudi Arabia’s summer time temperatures can exceed 50°C (122°F), that may effect every vehicles and employees.

Hydration and Heat Safety: Ensure that all technicians stay hydrated and take normal breaks to keep away from warm temperature-associated ailments. Equip tow vans with enough water materials and cooling packs.

Vehicle Cooling Systems: Regularly take a look at and preserve the cooling structures of tow vehicles to prevent overheating. Ensure that aircon gadgets are useful to offer a snug surroundings for drivers and clients.

Tire Maintenance: High temperatures can cause tire blowouts. Regularly look at the tires of tow vehicles for placed on and tear and keep right tire pressure.

2. Battery Care:

Heat can considerably lessen battery lifestyles.

Battery Inspections: Frequently take a look at out and test the batteries of tow motors to make sure they’ll be in perfect operating scenario.

Portable Chargers: Equip tow vehicles with portable battery chargers to assist clients who also can revel in battery failures.

3. Fluid Levels:

High temperatures can purpose rapid evaporation of essential fluids.

Regular Checks: Regularly test and top up fluids collectively with engine oil, coolant, and brake fluid.

Emergency Supplies: Carry greater assets of those fluids to help clients in want.

Winter Tips:

1. Cold Weather Preparedness:

While winters in most factors of Saudi Arabia are slight, some areas can experience cooler temperatures.

Warm Clothing: Ensure that technicians are prepared with warmth apparel and blankets to live snug in the path of cold spells.

Defrosting Equipment: Equip tow trucks with defrosting machine and merchandise to deal with frosted windshields and home home home windows.

2. Battery Performance:

Cold temperatures could have an impact on battery usual performance.

Battery Testing: Regularly take a look at the batteries of tow trucks and replace any that display symptoms and signs of susceptible point.

Jumper Cables: Equip tow cars with heavy-duty jumper cables to assist clients with lifeless batteries.

3. Tire Traction:

Ensure that tow automobiles have ok traction in case of rain or icy situations.

Tire Condition: Regularly investigate tires and update them if the tread is worn.

Sand or Salt: Carry sand or salt to offer greater traction in slippery situations.

Rainy Season Tips:

1. Visibility and Safety:

Rain can significantly reduce visibility and increase the hazard of injuries.

Windshield Wipers: Regularly check and replace windshield wipers to make certain smooth visibility.

Lights and Reflectors: Ensure that each one lighting and reflectors on tow vehicles are functioning well to keep visibility in heavy rain.

2. Hydroplaning Prevention:

Wet roads can motive hydroplaning, in which tires lose contact with the road ground.

Tire Tread Depth: Ensure that tow truck tires have ok tread depth to keep grip on wet roads.

Safe Driving Practices: Train drivers to lessen pace and boom following distance for the duration of rain to save you hydroplaning.

3. Flooded Areas:

Floods can be risky for every vehicles and technicians.

Route Planning: Use GPS and weather updates to avoid flooded areas and plan secure routes.

Safety Gear: Equip technicians with waterproof boots and garb to navigate through flooded areas because it should be.

General Tips for All Seasons:

1. Regular Training:

Provide ongoing education for technicians to cope with seasonal traumatic situations effectively.

Safety Protocols: Update safety protocols and techniques constant with the season.

Customer Service: Emphasize the significance of customer service and verbal exchange, especially at some stage in traumatic situations.

2. Vehicle Maintenance:

Maintain a rigorous vehicle renovation schedule to make certain reliability and protection.

Regular Inspections: Conduct ordinary inspections of tow trucks and device to discover and address capability issues.

Service Records: Keep particular provider information to song protection and maintenance.

3. Emergency Preparedness:

Prepare for sudden situations that may rise up in any season.

Emergency Kits: Equip tow automobiles with emergency kits, along side first useful aid resources, tools, and essential fluids.

Communication Systems: Ensure that every one conversation systems are practical to preserve touch with dispatch facilities and customers.

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It’s no longer very essential to attain rather on the CAT 2023 which will get into the best MBA colleges. Even although many applicants receive amazing CAT rankings, they're now not chosen for admission to IIMs. The scaled score of every candidate after the normalisation system is low, that is the cause of this. Get 99%ile with help of Best Online CAT Coaching.

A candidate’s overall performance in contrast to different applicants is shown by their CAT percentile. The majority of MBA programmes make to be had their specific CAT percentile reduce off in order to select worth applicants for admissions attention. Therefore, as a way to assure a spot at their favored university, it's far that aspirants purpose for a ninety nine percentile rating at the CAT 2023. This articles guides you via the suggestions to score ninety nine percentile in CATV2024.

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While obtaining a 99 percentile at the CAT can also seem tough, it’s no longer that tough. It is counseled through experts that applicants take the exam strategically, aiming for a rating of at least one hundred out of 198. Candidates who want to use this strategy well have to pick questions that are smooth to reply and feature a higher grade factor average.

Candidates need to goal for an 85+ percentile in any  sections and a 99 percentile in one CAT section with a view to obtain a ninety nine percentile score. To put it another way, candidates ought to strive for 45–50% in every of the 2 CAT additives and fifty five–60% inside the closing phase.

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Focus on the Negative Marking Scheme for CAT

It is usually recommended that applicants prepare for the CAT exam in 2023 strategically, starting early and aiming for a specific score variety. Additionally, all through the CAT exam, students ought to meticulously mark their solutions with a view to obtain the favored score. While there may be no negative marking for TITA questions about the CAT exam, there's a one-mark deduction for each wrong attempt on multiple-preference questions (MCQs).

Attempting best questions that a candidate is high-quality about is the key to heading off bad marks on the CAT exam. A small mistake or knowledgeable assumption ought to fee you factors.

Appropriate Time Management for 99 Percentile in CAT

Those planning to take the CAT in 2024 need to have notable time control capabilities. The CAT examination paper for 2024 will consist of three portions, with 40 minutes allotted to each segment for candidates. Moving from one area to another is also prohibited.

In mild of this, so that it will ace the CAT examination, MBA candidates ought to develop time management talents with a view to successfully manipulate their time each before and during the exam. Based on ancient styles, every section’s query count might be one-of-a-kind. However, each component will start at the equal moment.

The capability to quantify (QA)

Reading comprehension and Verbal Ability (VARC) Data interpretation and logical reasoning (DILR).

Each phase offers candidates forty minutes to finish. Applicants have to complete answering each question in a phase inside the allocated time. Another portion seems on the laptop display screen once the allocated time has elapsed. Furthermore, applicants are prohibited from returning to a selected element for inspection or editing.

Attend the mock CAT exam

Taking many exercise assessments all through the practise method is every other efficient way to achieve a ninety nine percentile at the CAT exam. These carefully crafted tests are intended to resource candidates in comprehending the character of the examination and the diploma of trouble of the questions.

CAT mock examinations are a good way for applicants to enhance their accuracy and speed. In order to obtain a high percentile at the real exam, they also can evaluate how properly they finished on the exercise checks and optimise how they take exams. Also Read:

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