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scribe-of-hael · 1 year ago

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Late Night Drive 🌙Knockout x Reader

Reader: Gender Neutral

Tw(?): none

Genre: one shot / fluff

Word count: 1,081

Notes: my first x reader in years , I don't spell check very well and my grammar might be off. You've been warned.

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You had been staring at the ceiling for what felt like ages; even now the ticking of the clock was starting to get on your nerves. With a soft groan you sat up in bed, rubbing your face with huff as you turned to let your legs dangle off your bed.

Looking over at your clock , beaming red number in the light

3:02 AM

You reached over to your night stand, flipped on your lamp and grabbed your phone. Swiping it open with a click you scrolled through your contacts.

Who would even be up at this hour of the night ? You had a good idea after a moment when you saw his contact pop up.

Knockout's com links pinged in his helm. He recognized the user frequency and happily answered.

"Yello?~" he purred with a hum of his engine,"Doctor Knockout's office. Sorry to say but we are closed for the evening.~"

You rolled your eyes but had a happy smile, not even a few moments and Knockout already had you feel just the slightest bit better.

"Oh is that right?" You kicked your feet back and forth as you slowly slipped out of bed to stand up," Here I was about to offer you-" you grunted as you stretched out your limbs , pressing the phone between your cheek and shoulder.

"A chance to go for a ride." You could almost hear the soft hum of his engine.

"A ride ?" He said with a curious tone, already seeming excited "Well i suppose I could make a house call-"

"Oh no no, if you're closed -" you teased through a yawn. Shuffling through your home and looking for your shoes.

"Oh I think I can make an expectation," he played along with you and already was passively putting some things away so he could get ready to leave.

"Lemme guess, slow night?" You chuckled softly as he groaned in response, his engine making a slight hissing sound.

"It's been so tragically dull (y/n), I swear I'm rusting away, " he was already walking through the doors , and making his way down the hallways. He'd have to ground bridge out.

"I hope not, think of your finish ~" you said sleepily but dramatically as you could muster.

"Hardy har," he shook his helm , coming to the control panel of the ground bridge, booting it up, "Aren't you supposed to be recharging right now by the by?"

You sighed heavily and leaned against the door frame of your living room, "I can't sleep...It's just , mind racing, I know that this is kinda last minute calling you all that but I just rather have some company, "

"(y/n), any excuse to get out of this cramped space and get my tires on some streets is a perfectly good one. Especially for you~," he brought up the portal and transformed speeding through it and hitting the tar of the street.

"Yeah yeah, speedster with the smooth vocabulary, when are you gonna be here ?" Grabbing your keys off the counter and already stepping outside the door and locking up to wait for him.

"Patience grumpy , I just bridged down." He chuckled, "Be there in a few nano clicks."

Com link had ended and you shoved your phone in your pocket, walking out to the sidewalk and waiting by the street for him.

Just as he said , he was there in a flash. The headlights beaming in the night and his engine humming as he came to a halt.

His door swung open for you, "Well Aren't you dressed up all fancy for me ~" remarking how you were wearing your comfy pj's with a hoodie to tie it all up in a comfortable bow.

You tutted him as you slid into the passengers seat and close his door behind him. Already instantly you laid back against his plush leather seat. Already feeling even more cozy.

"Comfortable?" He asked through his radio com, starting to pull off from your home and drive down your street.

"Very," you stretched and yawned happily nestling back against the seat.

"I imagine you'd want more of a pleasure cruise than a race way?" You nodded in reply , he could see just how tired your eyes were. Your body looks exhausted,

His voice got a bit quiet and gentle "Anywhere particular? Or dealers choice?"

"Dealers choice," you blinked slowly and looked out the window, "I trust you,"

"I would hope so," he chuckled, he knew you wanted to settle in, but he had a small question.

"Any reason you wanted to go for a drive?"

You hummed as your eyes already were wanting to close, "When I was younger, I had trouble sleeping. So , my parents would bundle me up, put me in the car and go for a drive. For some reason - the sound of the car driving and just the sensation of it always made me fall straight to sleep."

He thought it was a bit cute. Thinking that something so simple as a car ride could bring a human such peace? But then again when he needs to clear his mind; get a sense of calm, He drives. It wasn't always for the thrill sometimes he could take it slow just like tonight.

"So you're telling me I'm here to knock you out," you could hear his smile. You gave him a soft tired laugh and shook your head.

"Something like that , yeah " you yawned again and nestled back into his seat. Knockout didn't say to much of anything eles letting you feel and hear the ambiance of the road and the radio playing ever so softly. He purposely took the smoothest roads he knew and avoid any high traffic areas.

You could hear his engine purr and his voice softly hum to the tunes playing.

All of this was slowly letting your senses slip away peacefully. First your breathing slowed, then your eyes fluttered closed and then your body went a bit slack. At last you had finally fallen asleep.

"(Y/n)?" He asked quietly, but a soft little snore escaped your lips in response. He chuckled softly to himself at your peaceful state.

"Recharge time," what Knockout didn't consider now that you were fast asleep is how he was going to get you back into bed. Maybe he'd just drive all night just to make sure you got all your rest. Regardless he was just happy his human was resting. That's all a good doctor could ask for.

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disco-elysium-via-polls · 11 months ago

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🎵 Whirling in Rags, 8 AM

4. "I liked that. Good start. Let's take it a step further -- armed uprising. What are the Union's plans?"

+1 Communism

ELIZABETH - "Look -- a comedian." Her expression stiffens. "Do your *job*. Ask your questions. Then get out of Martinaise."

DRAMA [Easy: Success] - Strange. It's as if people don't believe a cop could be a socialist revolutionary.

6. "I should talk to Titus then!" [Leave.]

ELIZABETH - "You should."

Titus is the only one of the Hardie boys we can talk to. Now that it's light, however, we can also look out the window:

CAFETERIA WINDOW - Behind the dockworkers: a ceiling height window. The hawthorn branches scrape the glass like bony fingers.

INLAND EMPIRE [Challenging: Success] - The men are talking, but you swear you hear those black limbs tap on the window as the wind blows outside.

Squint.

[Perception (Sight) - Heroic 15] Look out the window.

[Revert your gaze.]

CAFETERIA WINDOW - There's a little slide panel up there, to let some air in. No need to open it in spring. It's still too cold outside.

INLAND EMPIRE - You're not so sure about that. Somehow you just *know* -- there's something out there, behind the glass.

2. "There's something out there."

SHANKY - "Yeah -- your mother."

CONCEPTUALIZATION [Medium: Success] - It's not a very good mother-joke, but the room still laughs. Something about those mother-jokes just *works*.

3. [Perception (Sight) - Heroic 15] Look out the window.

-12 It's not time yet. +1 Inland told you... +1 Mysterious door seen.

Against all odds, we roll boxcars.

PERCEPTION (SIGHT) [Heroic: Success] - Nothing. Even though you *know* you should see it -- you don't. Just branches like black tangles of hair. Motionless. The wind in the yard doesn't reach the hawthorn. Maybe come back later and you can try again?

INLAND EMPIRE [Trivial: Success] - It wasn't time yet. You have to know of the girl... Return when you know more.

3. [Revert your gaze.]

Let's talk to Titus.

New task: Interrogate the vigilantes

TITUS HARDIE - "This is where you say your bit." A broad-shouldered man points at you with a beer can.

AUTHORITY [Medium: Success] - He's used to giving orders and having them obeyed immediately. You should not indulge him.

KIM KITSURAGI - "Detective." The lieutenant acknowledges you with a sharp note. He's leaving it to you.

ESPRIT DE CORPS [Medium: Success] - Precinct 57th's finest scans the room, leaving the speaking to you: He trusts you -- maybe against his better judgement, but he does.

#disco elysium #elizabeth beaufort #titus hardie #kim kitsuragi

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abimee · 2 years ago

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in my mind whenever i draw althaea and themis in modern day clothes all i can think about is althaea babysitting themis at her place which is a wooden panelling trailer house in the woods and themis walks in and immediately finds hythlo sitting at the big clunky computer playing desktop solitaire (with the spider) in a white tank and pajama bottoms with a homemade ash tray to the side of the double decker walmart desktop table, turn to the right and the open kitchen with a yellow fridge one of those wall-attached island bars, trun BACK around because the computer is in the living room where a subwoofer system is hooked up to the TV which is surrounded by identical leather couches and a singular lazyboy, with a bean bag and some blankets thrown on the floor in case you wanna sit at the only ''kitchen table'' in the house which is the low as hell coffee table in pristine condition

take the tight hallway to the right and althaea's room is a doorless little square room with one of those vertical near the ceiling windows open with a metal latch (did i mention the entire house besides bathroom and kitchen is covered in white carpet), a mattress on a low walmart frame, a singular CRT TV on a plastic tub, and a closet that takes up an entire wall made with shitty wood that rolls inside of itself and houses all of althaeas clothes and the fuse box. and when you go farther you find the bathroom which is a shitty toilet knee-knockingly close to the sink directly across from it, a singular cabinet that doubles as the mirror, a low bathtub, and a random bar to the side that has all their deoderants and makeup products (and another homemade ash tray) filed on top)

to the other side of the house is the door to the down stairs, which is an entire concrete dungeon that keeps the boiler, the heater, the washer and dryer and every single stored away holiday decoration, scrapbooks, luggages, and their bikes. no window besides a small one once again near the roof.

althaea teaches themis how to make 2006-era slime (putting flour and water in a zip loc black and playing with it through the bag until it became nothing but paste), LOUDLY play pocketful of sunshine by natasha bettingfield, and go outside to randomly build the bridge to terabithia with the work tools kept in the basement and random shaved planks of wood and log halves piled in the wood shed (where she also parks her car)

you have to end this all off with the fact that althaea would be wearing a black spaghetti strap tank top with low rise, skinny flare jeans bedazzled on the pockets with a beaten up brown leather belt and shitty pink flip flops, and themis stands there in a blazed WAFFLE KNIT Ed Hardy shirt that was hand bedazzled with those old weird toys that just basically pierced your shirts with 5 cent jewels that are originally meant for your hair but you found out the contraption is literally just that it has 4 metal tiangle spikes that the machine ''pinches'' down to attack to things, which works really good on shirts. get bejeweled asshole

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wonderingwendy · 2 years ago

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Great thing about free time is you never really know what you’re going to end up doing, learning or seeing. One day last week when temperatures were not in the 30s, we left on foot toward South Perth (known for the Perth Zoo but not our chosen destination) with only exploring in mind. We reached the bottom of Kaarta koomba (Kings Park) bluff and had a busy freeway to navigate across. I saw a pedestrian overpass in one direction but Craig noted an unmarked cross walk the other. In Australia, you may already know but vehicles have the right away so crossing a freeway can be a very harrowing experience. So a sandy gritty walk to the overpass it was.

The overpass itself was noticeably immaculate, air conditioned and linked a three level parking lot (or car park) to The Old Swan Brewery - a beautifully restored red brick building on the riverfront visible from downtown (or CBD central business district) Perth. The old brewery ceased production in 1966 and is now condos, offices, a restaurant (Cooee) and a non-operational brew pub (why it is not open is beyond me - imagine a brick RVYC building in Stanley Park, Vancouver with a fully built out antique bar and you can walk along the seawall to get there).

Cooee’s patio looked out to the Swan River and seemed so zen we decided to stop for an iced dirty chai latte and banana bread (wondering where did the banana bread craze come from?). We voted this chai the best we’ve had ever.

Recharged and emptied bladders, we set off across the bridge. The salt water river was jammed with huge ominous jellyfish which made me wonder about efforts to rejuvenate the ecological health of the Swan River. Couldn’t find much online but hopefully someone’s concerned about it and taking action. Update - apparently the rise in water temperature is responsible for the increase in jellyfish. This guy is kinda gross and harmless but apparently very protective of the lighter coloured ones that do sting.

The waterfront park and walk on the south side was expansive and quiet. The condos along South Perth Esplanade (such inventive names) were a nice mix of decades of design and the grounds all well manicured. There’s a catamaran ferry (small seabus) that runs every fifteen minutes to the CBD for $2.30 each way. Once you reach the dock of the ferry, you’ve reached the hub of South Perth - felt a little bit like Edgemont. We wandered up through the Shopping Plaza (basically a lobby area) and onto the street and headed towards the park and the zoo, stopping a a quaint little museum. Apparently South Perth was joined to the rest of the city by the tram system back in the early 1900s, much to the dismay of some of its residents. In fact one person shot at the conductor and the tram when the situation reach its boiling point. And we saw the sketches of May Gibbs, former Perth resident who is famous for her gumnut babies tales and illustrations. Further on our walk, the zoo didn’t appeal enough to pay the entrance fee but we did learn of the hardy grass trees (balga) a staple of the aboriginals, which flower after bushfires and their sap mixed with charcoal and kangaroo poo makes a superglue resin (some dirty hands must have discovered that!). As well as the grass trees and the related information sign, I wanted to show the solar panels used as a covered shaded walkway up to the zoo entrance. How clever.

Wandering back through the shopping area, including some frivolous clothing try ons, we took note for future visits that some of the condos have monthly rental available. We discovered the Good Grocer (Urban Fare like) with all its healthy reasonable readymade food options. While we continued our walk along the seawall, it was reaching the high for the day of 29. Up ahead a sandwich board sign caught my eye about a driverless vehicle test being conducted by RAC (Royal Automobile Club like BCAA or AMA) so we signed up for it in the hopes of escaping the heat.

The 11 seater electrical bus (equipped with ceiling straps for more standing passengers) has been gathering data since 2016 (7 years!) on a programmed route between the riverfront and The Old 1835 Mill (more on that later maybe). This route is about 2km and 1/2 hour return trip apparently using superior technology to Tesla. There were three buses manufactured but only one currently in daily operation except during lightning storms. I’m wondering why there’s not more of these on the roads gathering data and why there’s not enough data gathered after 7 years to show the ideal options for the safe use of this technology. Hospitals, public park maintenance, airports all seem reasonable places to use these autonomous vehicles to transport people safely. Apparently legislation is blocking further expanded use of them. Wondering how reactionary human operators could be viewed as safer than these emotionless and egoless programmed electric vehicles operated at optimally efficient speed.

Our surprise day ended with a riverfront dirty martini happy hour and quinoa salmon salad for dinner and a driver operated ferry and bus ride for our return trip back. Who knew what this 15k step day would bring.

#old swan brewery #cooee #jellyfish #improved #swan river #best chai #electric vehicles #driverless #south perth #grass trees

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tripcraft24 · 2 months ago

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Hidden Gems: Exploring Lesser-Known Attractions in Los Angeles

When people think of Los Angeles, iconic attractions like the Hollywood Sign, the Walk of Fame, and Venice Beach often come to mind. However, the sprawling metropolis of L.A. holds many hidden gems—places that offer a unique and often more intimate experience of the city. Whether you’re a local looking for something new or a visitor wanting to escape the usual tourist traps, this guide will help you discover the lesser-known attractions that truly define the charm and diversity of Los Angeles.

1. The Secret Stairs of Los Angeles

While L.A. is known for its traffic, you might be surprised to learn that the city also offers several beautiful walking paths. Scattered throughout neighborhoods like Silver Lake, Los Feliz, and Echo Park, the "Secret Stairs" are remnants of a bygone era when streetcars were the main mode of transportation. These historic stairways are tucked between houses and often lead to scenic vistas of the city.

Some of the best-known staircases include the Music Box Stairs, famous for their appearance in the classic Laurel and Hardy movie, and the Baxter Street Stairs, which offer a stunning view of downtown Los Angeles. Each set of stairs presents a unique opportunity to explore quiet neighborhoods, admire local street art, and enjoy the lush greenery of the hills.

Insider Tip:

Grab a copy of Secret Stairs: A Walking Guide to the Historic Staircases of Los Angeles by Charles Fleming for a detailed map of the stairways and their history.

2. The Museum of Jurassic Technology

Situated in Culver City, the Museum of Jurassic Technology is one of the most peculiar and fascinating museums you’ll ever visit. With a name that evokes prehistoric imagery, the museum is anything but traditional. The exhibits blend fact and fiction, presenting a series of bizarre artifacts, pseudo-scientific displays, and historical oddities that challenge the very concept of a museum.

From micro-miniature sculptures carved into grains of rice to questionable medical instruments, the museum creates a surreal experience. Its labyrinthine design, darkened rooms, and eerie displays make you question reality at every turn. It’s a place where you can lose yourself in the absurd and marvel at the strange wonders of human curiosity.

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Allow yourself ample time to explore, as the exhibits invite contemplation and reflection. The rooftop garden and tea room provide a lovely spot to decompress after the mind-bending exhibits.

3. Eames House

Architecture and design enthusiasts will appreciate a visit to the Eames House, also known as Case Study House No. 8. Located in Pacific Palisades, this iconic mid-century modern home was designed by the legendary husband-and-wife team Charles and Ray Eames in 1949. It served both as their residence and studio, and today, it remains one of the most celebrated examples of modern architecture.

The house features floor-to-ceiling windows, colorful panels, and minimalist furnishings, all harmoniously integrated into the surrounding landscape. The serene atmosphere of the house, nestled in a eucalyptus grove with a view of the Pacific Ocean, provides a peaceful escape from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Insider Tip:

Tours are available by appointment only, so be sure to book in advance. For a deeper dive into Eames’ philosophy, combine your visit with a trip to the Eames Office in Venice.

4. Watts Towers

The Watts Towers stand as a testament to the power of individual creativity and perseverance. Built single-handedly by Italian immigrant Simon Rodia over a span of 33 years, these towering structures are made from steel rods and wire mesh, covered with mortar and adorned with broken glass, seashells, tiles, and other found objects.

Located in the Watts neighborhood of South L.A., the towers are an astonishing 100 feet tall and have been designated a National Historic Landmark. They serve not only as a work of art but also as a symbol of resilience and community. The adjacent Watts Towers Arts Center hosts events and exhibitions that celebrate local culture and history.

Insider Tip:

Plan your visit during the annual Watts Towers Day of the Drum Festival or Jazz Festival, two lively events that showcase music, art, and food from the neighborhood.

5. The Last Bookstore

Tucked away in downtown L.A., The Last Bookstore is a haven for book lovers and art enthusiasts alike. Housed in a former bank building, this sprawling space features towering bookshelves, a massive collection of new and used books, and even a vault that now serves as a gallery for rare books.

One of the most visually striking areas is the upstairs labyrinth, where books are stacked in artistic installations, including tunnels and arches that you can walk through. The bookstore also hosts live events, art exhibits, and a dedicated space for vinyl records, making it more than just a place to buy books—it’s a full sensory experience.

Insider Tip:

Spend time exploring the upstairs art galleries and small businesses that share the space, and don’t miss the whimsical book archway, a favorite spot for Instagram photos.

6. Angels Flight Railway

Although it’s only 298 feet long, the Angels Flight Railway is one of L.A.'s most charming hidden gems. This tiny funicular railway connects Hill Street and California Plaza, transporting passengers up and down the steep incline of Bunker Hill. Dating back to 1901, Angels Flight once ferried the city’s elite up to their homes in the hilltop mansions, but today it offers a nostalgic and affordable ride for anyone who wants to take in a piece of Los Angeles history.

In addition to the railway itself, the area around Angels Flight has undergone a renaissance, with nearby attractions like the Grand Central Market and The Broad museum offering even more reasons to explore.

Insider Tip:

Take a ride on Angels Flight after grabbing a bite at Grand Central Market, and enjoy the short but scenic trip to Bunker Hill. It’s especially charming at night when the city lights up.

7. Greystone Mansion and Park

Located in Beverly Hills, the Greystone Mansion is a grand estate surrounded by 18.3 acres of lush gardens. Once the home of oil tycoon Edward L. Doheny, the mansion has a storied past filled with intrigue and mystery. Today, it’s open to the public as a park, offering visitors a chance to stroll through its beautiful grounds, complete with fountains, manicured lawns, and sweeping views of the city.

While the interior of the mansion is not always open to the public, the gardens and exterior are more than worth the visit. The mansion has also served as a filming location for numerous movies and TV shows, including The Big Lebowski, X-Men, and There Will Be Blood.

Insider Tip:

Check the event calendar for special events and tours that allow access to the interior of the mansion. It’s a favorite location for weddings and photo shoots, so you may even catch a glimpse of a glamorous event in progress.

8. The Self-Realization Fellowship Lake Shrine

For a peaceful retreat from the city, head to the Self-Realization Fellowship Lake Shrine in Pacific Palisades. This tranquil garden is built around a serene lake and features meditation spots, winding paths, waterfalls, and shrines. Founded in 1950 by Paramahansa Yogananda, the shrine is dedicated to promoting spiritual enlightenment and inner peace, regardless of religious background.

The lush, meditative space offers an oasis of calm where you can take a quiet walk, reflect by the lake, or visit the temple. It’s a lesser-known but cherished sanctuary for Angelenos seeking a moment of peace amidst the urban chaos.

Insider Tip:

Bring a book or journal and spend some quiet time reflecting in one of the garden’s many peaceful alcoves. Keep an eye out for the shrine’s resident swans, who add to the idyllic ambiance.

Final Thoughts

While Los Angeles is famous for its glitzy attractions, these hidden gems offer a chance to experience the city in a more personal and meaningful way. Whether it’s discovering a historic staircase, marveling at an unusual museum, or finding peace in a hidden garden, exploring the lesser-known corners of L.A. will give you a deeper appreciation for the city’s rich history and diverse culture. So the next time you find yourself in Los Angeles, venture off the beaten path and uncover the treasures that lie just beneath the surface.

#HiddenGemsLA #ExploreLA #SecretLosAngeles #DiscoverLA #OffTheBeatenPath #LosAngelesHiddenGems #UnderratedLA #LALocalSpots #LAInsiderTips #LAExplorers #ExploreCalifornia #SecretSpotsLA

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spacenutspod · 1 year ago

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The NISAR satellite enters the thermal vacuum chamber at an ISRO facility in Bengaluru on Oct. 19. It emerged three weeks later having met all requirements of its performance under extreme temperatures and space-like vacuum.ISRO During three weeks in a thermal vacuum chamber in Bengaluru, India, the joint NASA-ISRO satellite demonstrated its hardiness in a harsh, space-like environment. NISAR, the trailblazing Earth-observing radar satellite being developed by the United States and Indian space agencies, passed a major milestone on Nov. 13, emerging from a 21-day test aimed at evaluating its ability to function in the extreme temperatures and the vacuum of space. Short for NASA-ISRO Synthetic Aperture Radar, NISAR is the first space hardware collaboration between NASA and the Indian Space Research Organisation, or ISRO, on an Earth-observing mission. Scheduled to launch in early 2024, the satellite will scan nearly all the planet’s land and ice twice every 12 days, monitoring the motion of those surfaces down to fractions of an inch. It will be able to observe movements from earthquakes, landslides, and volcanic activity and track dynamic changes in forests, wetlands, and agricultural lands. The thermal vacuum test occurred at ISRO’s Satellite Integration and Test Establishment in the southern Indian city of Bengaluru. It’s one of a battery of tests the satellite will face leading to launch. Other tests will ensure it can withstand the shaking, vibration, and jostling that it will encounter during launch. The NISAR satellite stayed in this ISRO antenna testing facility for 20 days in September as engineers evaluated the performance of its L- and S-band radar antennas. The foam spikes lining the walls, floor, and ceiling prevent radio waves from bouncing around the room and interfering with measurement.ISRO NISAR, partially covered in gold-hued thermal blanketing, entered the vacuum chamber on Oct. 19. Over the following week, engineers and technicians lowered the pressure to an infinitesimal fraction of the normal pressure at sea level. They also subjected the satellite to an 80-hour “cold soak” at 14 degrees Fahrenheit (minus 10 degrees Celsius), followed by an equally lengthy “hot soak” at up to 122 F (50 C). This simulates the temperature swings the spacecraft will experience as it is exposed to sunlight and darkness in orbit. ISRO and JPL teams worked around the clock during the three-week period, testing the performance of the satellite’s thermal systems and its two primary science instrument systems – the L-band and S-band radars – under the most extreme temperature conditions they will experience in space. See a 3D Model of NISAR in Space This latest round of testing followed 20 days of testing in September in which engineers used ISRO’s compact antenna test facility to evaluate whether the radio signals from the two radar systems’ antennas passed requirements. Blue foam spikes lining the facility’s walls, floor, and ceiling prevent radio waves from bouncing around the room and interfering with measurement. With thermal vacuum and compact antenna tests successfully done, NISAR will soon be fitted with its solar panels and its nearly 40-foot (12-meter) radar antenna reflector, which resembles a snare drum and will unfold in space at the end of a 30-foot (9-meter) boom extending from the spacecraft. After it launches in early 2024, NISAR will scan nearly all of the planet’s land and ice twice every 12 days. In orbit, the satellite will extend its solar panels and nearly 40-foot (12-meter) radar antenna reflector, which resembles a snare drum and will unfold at the end of a 30-foot (9-meter) boom extending from the spacecraft.NASA-JPL/Caltech The satellite will undergo additional tests before being packed up and transported about 220 miles (350 kilometers) eastward to Satish Dhawan Space Centre, where it will be mounted atop ISRO’s Geosynchronous Satellite Launch Vehicle Mark II rocket and sent into low Earth orbit. More About the Mission NISAR is an equal collaboration between NASA and ISRO and marks the first time the two agencies have cooperated on hardware development for an Earth-observing mission. NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory, which is managed for the agency by Caltech in Pasadena, California, leads the U.S. component of the project and is providing the mission’s L-band SAR. NASA is also providing the radar reflector antenna, the deployable boom, a high-rate communication subsystem for science data, GPS receivers, a solid-state recorder, and payload data subsystem. U R Rao Satellite Centre (URSC) in Bengaluru, which leads the ISRO component of the mission, is providing the spacecraft bus, the launch vehicle, and associated launch services and satellite mission operations. ISRO’s Space Applications Centre in Ahmedabad is providing the S-band SAR electronics. To learn more about NISAR, visit: https://nisar.jpl.nasa.gov/ NISAR Is Coming Together in India News Media Contacts Andrew Wang / Jane J. LeeJet Propulsion Laboratory, Pasadena, Calif.626-379-6874 / [email protected] / [email protected] 2023-167 Share Details Last Updated Nov 14, 2023 Related Terms EarthEarth ScienceEarth Science DivisionEarth System Observatory (ESO)Jet Propulsion LaboratoryNISAR (NASA-ISRO Synthetic Aperture Radar) Explore More 3 min read Time Is Running Out to Add Your Name to NASA’s Europa Clipper Article 1 day ago 2 min read NASA’s Mars Fleet Will Still Conduct Science While Lying Low Article 4 days ago 5 min read NASA’s Juno Finds Jupiter’s Winds Penetrate in Cylindrical Layers Article 5 days ago

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energy-exteriors-nw · 1 year ago

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hazeljack · 2 years ago

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CHAPTER I: Before & After

The broadcast came to life on the holo-viewer, flashing the Charys 6 News Report logo with flamboyant graphics and an assortment of mismatching fonts. The channel’s premier anchorman was as starchy and stiff as ever when his weathered face and silvered hair graced the screen. He performed the pick-up-and-straighten-the-stack-of-papers table tap and set them back down with practiced fluidity, prepared to give the report.

“Hello and thank you for tuning in to the Charys 6 News Report. I’m Ray Lundgren with tonight’s top stories,” he initiated in a booming, informative tone. The screen switched to a closer side shot of Ray as he swiveled in his chair to face the new camera. An info graphic displayed in the top corner of the screen showing an image of a planet-like structure with “ERESHKIGAL” in bold letters below it.

“This week Hydrangea Technologies plans to complete their newest project, the Ereshkigal Interplanetary Detention Facility in the orbit of the planet Gaia after five years of testing and construction. Company spokesman Siebold Luz is scheduled to host a ribbon cutting ceremony at the facility this weekend at an unspecified time, citing that Hydrangea Technologies wants to be certain that the facility is functioning perfectly before it is deemed complete. The CCCP plans to implement the facility in a new incarceration and internment program, which went largely unopposed when it was proposed by Hydrangea officials at last month’s Consortium meeting here on Charys. Charys 6 News attempted to get an interview with Mr. Luz but-“

Max shut off his viewer, officially sickened by the barrage of news reports on the corporate space station that had been looming in the atmosphere of Gaia for the last five years. He kicked back in his chair, feet up on the array of flashing and unnecessarily complex control panels that lined the cockpit of his own ship, which he called “the Heimdall.” It was bad enough that he flew a ship that was designed by Hydrangea, he felt he didn’t need to be thinking about what prison life would be like on their new pseudo-moon. Hydrangea Technologies had effectively seized political control of the entire Cosmos since their inception Before, which to Max was not unlike the days of Disney and Comcast, although he did realize how contrarian it was to continue flying the Heimdall. He even refused to purchase one of Hydrangea’s (almost) universally beloved and accessible “ENKIDU” mobile devices.

The holo-viewer had dissolved from the ship’s center console, and Max was now looking out at the landscape before his ship. Colossal tree roots sprawled across the land, forming hills of wood and dense canopies filled with nothing but branches, leaves, and the occasional family of tree-dwellers. Max liked to park the Heimdall here in the Grove, which was what remained of a country that had sort of self-destructed some time Before, leaving nothing but toxic spills and Mother Nature in its wake. Thankfully, much of the Grove had covered up the ruins and wreckage. The ship was nested in a small clearing on a cliff, providing a perfect view of the land’s natural beauty. It was one of Max’s favorite places in the Cosmos.

Max’s tranquility was interrupted when the overhead light began flashing red and an monotonous alarm sounded. The holo-viewer came back over the console and displayed a message: “IDENTIFICATION ERROR – EMERGENCY OPERATIONS INITIATING.” Max spun his chair around and rushed out of the cockpit. Ducking under pipes and hopping over technological fixings, Max attempted to reach the engine bay before it was too late. He felt the ship reverberate as it prepared to take off toward the nearest Hydrangea orbital station. Finally, he arrived at the engine bay door and threw it open. The engine bay was a closet-sized room, the engine filling it almost entirely from floor to ceiling, wall to wall. A computer console was nestled into the center of the engine, displaying the same warning message. Max slid the keyboard out and began typing frantically:

>EMERGENCY OVERRIDE

>IDENTIFICATION NO. 68106-402

>CUT ENGINE POWER

Having done this before, Max was able to work quickly and succinctly, and successfully shut off the engine before the take-off could proceed. This was a process that Max had to repeat about every other week, though what caused the error was a mystery to him. All he knew was that he’d rather deal with the temporary scare than try to take it to a Hydrangea orbital station and solve the issue. Though Max was unsure of how and why such a thing would happen to his own ship, he resolved the issue of his own accord and considered that to be good enough. The first time it had happened, Max sprang into action the same exact way, although figuring out the engine console took a little bit more time. How long ago was that, exactly? A dozen instances? Two dozen? Max couldn’t recall clearly. As the engine quieted down and the Heimdall returned to its resting state, Max heaved a sigh and strolled back into the cockpit, returning to his reclined position in the captain’s chair. All in a day’s work, he thought.

The holo-viewer reappeared a bit less urgently with a new message: Incoming Call from LETUS. Max leaned over the console and pressed a few buttons and switches, effectively accepting the transmission. His friend’s beaming face came over the holo-viewer, and he excitedly began speaking at breakneck pace as he usually did.

“Hey, man! Good to see you enjoying the views as per usual,” he started, “Did you see the Charys newscast about that Hydrangea shit?”

“Yeah, man,” Max said in a relaxed tone, “the usual corporate takeover bullshit. I’m real over it.”

“Me too, me too. Anyways, the boys and I are goin’ up to Lunar-12 tonight, you in?”

“Yeah, alright. What time?”

“Oh, probably roundabout six,” Letus tousled his own hair and fidgeted with his beard stubble as he paused, then continued, “Y’know, that girl Machiko will probably be there.”

Max rolled his eyes. “So?”

“You know why ‘so!’” Letus laughed. “Don’t pretend that doesn’t entice you, dude, I know you.”

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll see you then, man.” Max reached up and cut the call so Letus wouldn’t see his smug grin at the idea of seeing that girl again. Machiko was a girl that Max, Letus, and their friends had met at that very moon base, Lunar-12, about a month prior, and they’d seen her there every time they went since then. All Max knew about her, thanks to a brief and awkward conversation the first night they’d met, was that she was a mechanic that worked for Hydrangea. Though this generally would be much to Max’s chagrin, he couldn’t help but fall into the gravitational pull of a pretty girl who wanted to talk to him at a bar.

It then occurred to Max that he had a perfect chance at another conversation with her, A, and B, a chance to get her aboard his ship. If she was a Hydrangea mechanic, he could invite her to take a look at the recurring errors he’d been experiencing. Two birds, one stone. This newfound motivation shot Max out of his chair as he raced out of the cockpit toward the back of the ship where the captain’s quarters could be found. It was time to make use of the only button-up shirt he owned.

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Max arrived with the utmost punctuality at six o’clock on the dot, pulling his ship into the docking area of the Lunar-12 moon base, located on the grey, craterous surface of Gaia’s one and only moon. The entire base was located within one of the moon’s largest craters, and the docking area was positioned just outside of it, with a tunnel for patrons to pass through to and from the parking lot that drove through the crater wall. Lunar-12 was not only a collective of individual bars, but also hotel accommodations, a small water park, a few restaurants, and even a strip club. Its name was merely a shortening of its full designation: Gaia Lunar Operations Base No. 12. All of the other bases were out of commission, and even Lunar-12 had been fully renovated from its previous state as a military base before becoming a tourist attraction for denizens across the Cosmos.

The parking lot was rife with spaceships of all shapes and sizes, most of them parked dreadfully. Max parked as far away from the crater tunnel as he could, hoping it would prevent the Heimdall from being the victim of a hit-and-run. Though the parking spaces did indeed have designating lines, most of them went ignored by some of the massive ships that had obviously carried crowds of people, whether they were corporation flagships taking employees on a company retreat or just an exceptionally large family of some alien race famous for its hardy broods. Some still lingered in the docking area, eyeing Max as he made his way across the expansive lot.

Letus had messaged Max via his ship console again and the two agreed to meet at the southernmost bar in the base, the same place where they’d seen Machiko on every visit. Max couldn’t help but daydream about the conversation he’d have with her, imagining himself suavely inviting her aboard the Heimdall, desperately in need of a Hydrangea mechanic to check out his engine console. He thoughtlessly mouthed some of the words as he walked, earning even more confused glances from some of the passerby. He finally arrived at the gate to the tunnel, where two guards awaited him, having been watching him approach with his head so obviously in the clouds.

“Identification, please,” one of them said in an uninterested voice. Both guards were dressed in an over-the-top silver garb that shone in the light of the stars. A patch was featured on the chest, ‘LUNAR-12’ emblazoned across it in bold, yellow lettering. Max whipped out his wallet and produced his ID. The guard studied it briefly before handing it back to him and turning to open the gate. The massive panels of the gate slid open with a low roar, and the guards stepped aside as Max passed through. The tunnel was dimly lit with low-hanging light fixtures, and posters featuring some of Lunar-12’s “coming attractions” that never quite came were plastered on the walls. One teased a state-of-the-art movie theater, another showed off one of the highbrow bars that had already completed construction some years back. They were all very much in the same vein. It took Max a full ten minutes to cross to the other side of the tunnel, where yet another pair of guards stood before an identical gate. They needn’t ask for further identification, so as Max approached, they simply opened the way inside. Max nodded at them and passed through, his heart now beating out of his chest at the thought of his potential upcoming conversation with Machiko, who happened to be a female that also happened to have a pretty face, which was all very taxing on Max’s psyche.

Max followed the elaborate halls that interconnected the many facets of Lunar-12, every single one of them packed to the brim with both tourists and regulars. If not for the many directories and labelled arrow signs, one was sure to get lost in the sea of unbridled, drunken chaos. It was another twenty minutes of pushing past guests and wading through crowds before Max finally arrived at the south bar, where he immediately eyed a table filled with his friends. He waved to them, and they yelped out back to him, waving him over. Max could feel a few beads of sweat form on his forehead as the potential of spotting and/or being spotted by Machiko was now at maximum capacity. He took his seat as the already drunken Letus patted him on the back and welcomed him to the circle.

“Hey, dude, sorry we came a lil’ early,” Letus paused to burp, “We jus’ couldn’t wait to get th’ party started!” The whole table guffawed.

“No worries, man,” Max reassured him and the others. He could feel his eyes wandering around the bar. Every table and booth was filled with equally chaotic groups of friends. Every single bar stool was filled, with waiters and waitresses dashing between tables, bartenders running up and down the main bar. The funny part to Max was that it was a Thursday night. This kind of night was nothing to a business like this. It was then that it finally happened; Max spotted her.

One Machiko the Female was seated at the bar between two obvious Hydrangea employees, the company’s flowery logo printed on the back of their jackets. She wore one as well, but Max was liable to credit it to her potentially feminine personality had he not recognized the emblems. Letus caught Max looking off in her direction. “Go over there, man!” he encouraged, “We all see the way you look at her.” The other men at the table nodded and agreed with gleeful cheers. Max sighed, knowing that this sort of teasing would persist if he didn’t just rip the bandage off and go over there. And so, he did.

Max pushed once again through the crowd of patrons and reached the bar. The blinding overhead lights made him a little dizzy, or was it the nerves? Perhaps both. He reached the end of the bar where the three Hydrangea-ites were seated, and he reached to tap on Machiko’s shoulder. As he did, a massive, manly hand reached out and grabbed his wrist faster than he could react. One of Machiko’s coworkers had noticed his approach.

“Hey there, little man,” he said in a deep and smooth voice that seemed to cause Max’s entire body to vibrate, “got somethin’ to say to my girl?”

Fuck, Max thought. She’s taken. He urgently began stuttering out a response. “N-Not at all, I just have talked to her before is all, just wanted to say hi.”

At this point Machiko had turned around and was scolding her boyfriend. “Knock it off, Dirk, he’s a pal. We know each other.” She turned to face Max. “Hey, Max! How ya’ been?”

The beads of sweat were probably visible to anyone in Max’s immediate vicinity at this point. “Oh, ah, y’know, not too bad. Just getting by.”

“Oh yeah, I know how that is. Don’t I, Dirk?” she passed a jeer over to her man.

“Yeah, if anyone’s getting by, it’s you, babe,” he laughed and finally let go of Max’s arm, turning to finish the rest of his drink that was resting on the bar. The couple’s third coworker had yet to join the conversation beyond flashing a few glances at Max.

“Anyway,” Machiko seemed to be wrapping up already, “It’s good to see you, Max.”

“Y-Yeah, you too,” but just as Max began to turn away, his brain cells seemed to reform a fully functional brain and he spun back around. “Actually, ah, Machiko-“

She interrupted him, “Oh, call me Mai.”

By some supernatural occurrence, this token of seeming familiarity made Max blush. “Oh okay, uh Mai. I’ve got somethin’ I wanted to ask you.”

She sipped on her drink without saying another word, awaiting his question.

“See I actually fly a Hydrangea built spaceship, and, well, it’s got this error message that keeps coming up, something about identification, and I was wondering if-“

She interrupted again, “Oh, for sure! Yeah, Dirk and I can go look at it.”

This was about fifty percent of the response that Max was hoping for, but to him it at least beat a blank. He nodded, “Cool, yeah, if you just want to, uh, finish your drinks, I’ll rejoin my friends and we can all go look at it together.” Max considered briefly that Letus and Co. might make for some decent back up, and then recalled how absolutely trashed they were. As Machiko turned back around, Max sheepishly hurried back to his table where Letus awaited his report.

“So, how the hell did it go?” Letus asked earnestly.

“She’s in a relationship, man.”

The table got quiet. “Oh, bummer.”

“She’s gonna check out my ship, though. Y’know, that error message I was telling you about?”

“Oh yeah, that’s perfect! Get ‘er alone on your ship, dude! Pretty freakin’ sly.”

“She’s bringing her boyfriend.”

If it were fundamentally possible for the table to get quieter, it would have.

“Oh,” Letus finally said under his breath. After a few extremely awkward moments, the table went back to their raucous drinking and let Max bathe in his embarrassment before having to board his ship once again, hand-in-hand with girl who was hand-in-hand with boyfriend.

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“So what’s this guy’s name, anyway?” Letus asked in a hushed tone. He and Max walked together, just ahead of the happy couple, leading them across the Lunar-12 parking lot to Max’s ship. Max was relieved that Letus was able to find it in his heart to chaperone him, turning their awkward threesome into an awkward foursome. Their other friends were still at the bar, pounding away at an appropriately intergalactic rate.

“Dirk,” Max answered after a grimace.

“Dirk!? Jesus Christ,” Letus looked back at the couple briefly and gave an underperformed wave to cover his glance before turning back to Max and whispering, “Yeah he looks like a Dirk.”

They arrived at Max’s precocious parking space, boarding ramp lowering. Max ushered his old friend and one new friend too many onto the ship, crowding them into the the ship’s main corridor. Dirk and Max ducked under the piping and tubing that lined the ceiling as the happy group strolled on over to the engine room. He threw open the door, as he had many times, and introduced Mai to the console, pulling out the keyboard for her.

“Now,” he began to explain, “everything probably looks in order at the moment, but every couple of weeks my entire ship will go on the fritz and start heading off to the nearest Hydrangea station claiming that there’s an ‘identification error’ despite the fact that my ship doesn’t even record my identification, or at least, not as far as I know. It’ll just start taking off if I don’t come back here and override it.”

“That is strange,” Mai agreed, already tapping away on the keyboard and accessing the ship’s internal systems. Dirk and Letus were looking around in the main corridor, poking and prodding at random terminals and fixtures to appear occupied. Mai looked up from the console at Max, who realized in that moment that he was hovering directly over her as she worked. “Do you have your identification on you?”

“Yeah, duh. You have to have one to get into Lunar-12.” He fished his wallet out of his pocket once again and presented his ID to her.

Mai brushed her stark black bangs aside as she studied the ID. “Maximus Cellulie, huh? Well, there’s your problem.”

“That’s a problem?” Max asked.

“Yeah,” she returned her attention to the console, “Your ship is registered under an Auber Thomas.”

“Auber Thomas? I recognize the name, but, ah, I can’t put my finger on it. But what does that have to do with the error message? Like I said, it’s not like I have to present my ID to fly the ship.”

“That’s true, but remember, you’re talking to a Hydrangea technician here, buster brown,” she giggled and looked back up at Max. “These ships are high tech as shit. They know who’s aboard them and who’s not. Auber Thomas sure as hell isn’t aboard it. That’s why your ship is freaking out.”

“Wouldn’t it be doing it constantly, then?”

“Well, yes, ideally. I’m not sure why it isn’t. Old model, I suppose?”

“Old? It ain’t much older than me, though.”

This comment struck Mai as more confusing than anything else that had been said so far. She furrowed her brows and began working away at the console again. “Um, think again.”

“What?”

After a few more moments of surfing the systems, Mai pulled up a window and pointed to it. “See?” she said, urging Max to look. Max followed where her finger was now pointed and read the text: HYDRANGEA STARSHIP MODEL 6767 “TREKMASTER” OPERATIONAL SINCE 2158. “This ship is old as shit, my guy. It’s from Before.”

“What the actual fuck,” was the only thing Max could utter as he stared blankly at the screen, grasping what was being said to him.

“I’m thinking we need to take this bad boy to an orbital station after all if you want to fix this, don’t you think?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Max said, “yeah I do think.”

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