#hourly rate when I travel

[nice-bright-colors]

Smells like (2) hours to me. After all, tomorrow’s will smell like about (4) hours.

[serbarris]

Sweet music playing in the dark

Dragon Age: the Veilguard, some spoilers for plot, spoilers for Emmrichs romance  Pairing: F!Rook Ingellvar x Emmrich Volkarin  Rating: T   Summary: A slight reimagining of Emmrich and Rook's romantic interest confession scene with the wisps. Words: 1730 Set after the 3rd scene in I'll Crawl Home to Her

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“Ah, Rook! I’m glad you're here, I was wondering if you could satisfy my curiosity.” Calliope nodded, making her way over to Emmrich as he perched on the desk atop the landing in his quarters. Her anxiety spiked slightly as she wondered what Emmrich could be asking about but nevertheless allowed him to continue, “If you don’t mind me asking, why did you not mention you were once my student before the other night?”   

Calliope pondered her answer. Would now be a good time to admit her crush? No, but Emmrich has been somewhat reciprocating her poor attempts at flirting, so he must somewhat also at least consider her enough of a friend to appease her, and let her down gently, so she could try to be open with him. “I was a bit embarrassed,” she began, watching Emmrich’s eyebrows raise. “Not by your teaching! You were a good teacher, a great teacher, I... I just didn’t know if it would be weird for you to know - since we’re working on saving the world together.” It was also for her own benefit that Emmrich didn’t try to remember Calliope as a scrawny young woman, always behind in the latest fashion due to the hand-me-downs the other watchers passed to her.    

“Seeing you now, I believe I made entirely the right choice in accepting you into my class all those years ago. I must admit, I quite envy you, Rook.”    

“Really?” Calliope asked, breathlessly, how could she be the envy of Emmrich? When she still yearned for his knowledge and techniques to manipulate the fade and spirits, he showed her every day how much she could grow as a Watcher.   

“You know how seldom Watchers leave Nevarra, if ever. You’ve already travelled more of Thedas than most of us see in a lifetime. What adventures you’ve had!” Wonder and excitement permeated every word. It filled Calliope with a warm feeling and the hope that maybe Emmrich was just as fascinated with her as she was with him. Any pride in herself however was coated with a hint of darkness, she hadn’t really wanted to go on the adventures she had in the last 12 or so months, they were rather forced upon her due to her ‘agreed break’ from the Mourn Watch, which still made her question, daily – if not hourly - if she regretted her actions.   

“I wish the choice to have those adventures was completely my own, but it’s flattering you think me a grand adventurer.”   

“Well, something thrills at travelling with a daring young woman who’s racing to stop an apocalypse.” Inevitably a pink flush rose to her cheeks and heated them fiercely, just as it had at any other time Emmrich complimented Calliope. “Especially if she’s shown unexpected interest in an old Professor?” Calliope’s heart felt like it was pounding too fast, or too slow - she wasn’t very good at biology when it came to live humans - but she felt her pulse thud in her ears as her mouth became dry. Emmrich smiled as if he could sense the way her skin felt too tight, that her brain had so many thoughts rushing through that she struggled to form a coherent sentence. As she replied he tried to follow her face, which she shied away, hiding to the side, not wanting to meet Emmrich’s own eyes. “You have a very... charming way of putting things.”   

“Well thank you. I have taken notice of how you always compliment my work, Rook. It’s most flattering considering your own abilities. Perhaps those years at the lectern have proved useful.” Pondered Emmrich, considering the skull in his hand, Calliope could see a thought cross his face before he turned to her and asked, “May I show you something of the greater Fade here?” His voice was deeper as he asked, thrumming under Calliope’s skin.   

She managed to let out, “Please.” It was almost a whisper.   

“Close your eyes. Take a breath.” Calliope couldn’t resist taking a peek at Emmrich as she felt him move closer, her senses heightened, “Ah.” Emmrich admonished, “Slow. Deep.” Emmrich lightly gripped Calliope’s hand, guiding it to rest on the top of the skull, covering her hand with his own, she felt his rings press against her meagre jewellery. As Emmrich spoke an incantation, she felt a tingling sensation from underneath her fingers, she felt the ripples of magic spread around them, electrifying their surroundings. Feeling a presence nearby, she moved slightly, her nose being tickled by the unknown apparition. Slowly opening her eyes, she gasped with awe as she was met with a flurry of wisps of all different sizes dancing around herself and Emmrich. They danced and twirled around reminding her of the paintings of ballrooms in Vorgoth’s collection. Mesmerised she stared as the wisps encircled the pair, drawing her closer to Emmrich, she could almost feel his breath on her face, “If your attentions go beyond charming flattery... that would interest me, indeed.”    

Calliope took a moment to register Emmrich’s words. His tender, questioning voice. She must be dreaming, right? This wasn’t happening. Emmrich Volkarin, famed Fade expert, and corpse whispering extraordinaire, who she’s been infatuated with since she was 16 is interested in her. If she went back and told herself this day was happening then young Calliope probably would have fainted, Maker, present Calliope felt like she could faint. “I’ve always -”   

Hiss   

Her breathless confession was cut off by the arrival of Manfred. Sweet, precious Manfred. Calliope's sigh of relief was louder than she anticipated, but she was glad she hadn’t blurted out that she had found him attractive and had dreamed about the slightest possibility Emmrich also reciprocated her feelings. As Calliope made her way towards the stairs, Emmrich caught her arm, “Rook, I must attend to this, but I’d be delighted if we found each other later.”   

Calliope knocked on Emmrich’s door, hoping she wasn’t imposing too much by inviting herself for tea. Emmrich did tell her to find him later, and Calliope did ask Emmrich after dinner if it was okay for her to join, but Calliope’s mind liked to play tricks on her, unpicking every situation with a fine-toothed comb and twisting it to go against Calliope's desires and intentions.   

She could hear a fast clacking against the flagstone floor as Manfred ran to open the door, an excited hiss erupting from his mandible as he gestured for her to enter. A teapot and cups were set up on a table in front of a settee, steam rising. Emmrich rose from his seat as Calliope entered, “Rook! Perfect timing, Manfred just poured the tea.”

Waving her over and guiding her to her seat on the settee, Emmrich bid Manfred thanks as Calliope heard Manfred clamber up the stairs. “I hope I prepared your tea to your liking,” Emmrich said, handing Calliope her teacup and saucer. It certainly looked how she would prepare it; with a small amount of milk and as she took a sip, she noticed a slight sweetness. Emmrich had even paid attention to how much sugar she added to her tea. “It’s... perfect.” A relief washed over Emmrich’s features, and he settled back on the settee with his own brew. They exchanged small anecdotes, from both before and during Calliope's time at the Necropolis, they spoke for so long the fire had started to dim, being neglected by both of them, the pot of tea long finished. Calliope steeled herself as she attempted to bring the conversation to a similar vein to earlier that day. “I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you outside of lectures or Necropolis gossip, Emmrich. I was worried you’d high tail it home when you realised I was a former student of yours.”    

“Well, I didn’t expect a fellow Watcher at all, but you are a very skilled necromancer Rook, you shouldn’t doubt that.”   

“If you said that to adolescent Calliope, I think she would have died happy knowing the Professor she’s infatuated with thought so highly of her.” Calliope braced herself. She finally said it. She had been trying to work her crush into conversation all evening. That was, of course, the point of tea, to come clean, and admit her longstanding feelings. Her doodles in the margins of books and her picking flower petals (he likes me, he likes me not) might actually come to fruition. She had to be honest. She felt bad enough that she had hidden this behind flirting for weeks. Neve and Bellara goaded her at every opportunity to admit how she felt. She had been rehearsing responses to made-up questions all afternoon in anticipation of this evening, of course, none of the scenarios came to be realised.  

Now that she had admitted her feelings, felt like a weight had been lifted, even if her body tensed, waiting for the surely coming rejection. Emmrich reached across to where Calliope’s hand rested on the settee cushion, taking it in his own as he looked into her eyes, “My dear I had guessed that might have been the case. Your cheeks bloom the most delightful shade of pink when you talk to me.” As if on cue Calliope’s cheeks felt hotter, she shied away, trying to hide the flush, but Emmrich tenderly gripped her chin, tilting her face and moving closer so he could study her deepening blush. “Exquisite,” Emmrich murmured, Calliope’s brain mercifully was clear of thought. She had simply transcended into a state of shock. Calliope saw Emmrich’s eyes dart across her face, her eyes, her blush and her lips. She gravitated towards Emmrich, until eventually, their breaths mingled, their faces so close it would only take a few millimetres of movement to close the gap between their lips.   

So, Calliope moved.   

Emmrich’s lips were impossibly soft and tasted of tea. It took Emmrich a second to realise they were indeed kissing before he reciprocated with passion.   

Calliope felt Emmrich’s grip on her chin loosen as the kiss deepened, pulling her from her fervour. With a jolt, she stood up, knee knocking against the table making the tea set clatter, as she backed away. “I... I’m so sorry.” She apologised as she rushed out the door, her fingers grazing over her swollen lips. Emmrich sat, stupefied as Manfred ambulated down the stairs, a questioning hiss reverberating around the room. “I’m not sure Manfred, I’ll speak to Rook tomorrow. Give her some time.” 

[eternitas]

Damn Lolo, that’s so much money gave for the sushi and tip. How much do you make?

(Ooooh! This is such an interesting question and I should make an official chart for it one day, but for now no art, sorry. I am also bad with numbers, I am that ''it's one banana michael, how much could it cost? 10$?" quote. I know how much I THINK is expensive when grocery shopping, but when it comes to wages? Not so easy.)

"Okay first of all? Don't call me that. Second: I am not supposed to talk about our wages. Third: it's around 350K a year, which is an outrage, but what do you expect in an organisation run by Mammon?

It can vary though. See, a lot of factors count into how the price is calculated. How many people are targeted? What is their threat level? Is it a mission that will take longer time? What team compilation needs to be made? All these things are calculated by the boss and Mammon, and then brought to the client who can take the offer or scram.

We Varia members then get payed on two different paytypes. The Flat Payrate and the Hourly Payrate.

An Hourly Payrate- well it's in the name. We count the hours we need for the mission and get payed a set hourly rate which depends on Mission rank. That's why higher ranks are usually send for really easy missions when it can be helped, because it wouldn't take as long as for someone with a lower rank.

The FLAT Payrate on the other hand is one set amount of pay for the entirety of the mission. It doesnt matter if the mission is done in 15 minutes, multiple hours or even a stake out with multiple days, the payment you get stays the same.

Mammon does that to minimize our wages and make sure most money can be pocketed by him and the other officers. While the boss SOMETIMES gets invovled and tells him to cut it out, he also doesnt particularly care and Captain Squalo cant be fucking bothered to always tripple check the books.

Sometimes the Clouds (and with "Clouds" I mean Maki) find some disparency in the archived reports and finance documents which is really satisfying, because it always ends up in Mammon getting grilled, but the Clouds are already busy as they are.

Aside of that whole ordeal-- I just don't have anything to spend money on so it kind piles up. People like Sergey who have so many social contacts, they constantly spoil with presents, will run low, even with that payment and Jaque puts most of his money back into the black community, but otherwise? What is there to put all this money to?

For the job we do and our Rank, its absolutely abysmally low money, especially compared to the entry wages the grunts get as an incentive to join, but its also not exactly little money to starve on. Especially if you consider that higher ranks get all sorts of accomondations like living, food, travel, gear repair and uniform maintenance expanses being taken care of."

[workingdownthewordmine]

Love Thy Neighbour - Chapter 2 Shadows in the House

Bucky is haunted by an unwanted presence all too close to home.

Read this chapter on AO3 here.

Chapter 1 | Chapter3

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes Rating: T CW: Threat, injury, paranoia, hearing voices, flashbacks, choking Prompts filled: Fandom Free Bingo (Frosty Edition) card 1: Helping the injured @fandom-free-bingo Febuwhump 2024: Day 18 - Too weak to move @febuwhump Multifandom-Flash (Round 2): Through the eyes of madness @multifandom-flash Multifandom-Flash (Discrimination): Dehumanizing insult Whumpuary 2024: Day 2 - "Get away from me"/collapse/choking @whumpuary

Dividers by @unfortunate-beetle-and-friends

“Will he not fancy that the shadows which he formerly saw are truer than the objects which are now shown to him?” 

Plato 

The temporary soothing effect of the whimsical gift and its accompanying note wore off as soon as night fell. There was work to do before he could turn in. He travelled every floor, setting his alarms, dragging armfuls of lumber with him to plug up as many points of entry as he could. If someone was going to get in here, he wanted to know exactly what route they’d have to take. No one was going to sneaking up on him down some eccentric crawlspace left behind by decades of half-funded renovations. Every pinch he squirmed through seemed to reveal another crack in the building’s shell until he was choking on dust and the ache in his shoulder and side was making his entire torso throb. How could a building so full of holes still be standing? Even when his lumber supply dried up and he was forced to return to the apartment, he couldn’t stop circling from one window to the next, scanning the streets outside. What had been caution wound about him tighter and tighter until he moved through his home like a deadly sharp coiled spring, poised to taste blood. Eventually he did force himself to lie down, but it didn’t do him much good. The spring would not unwind. 

Bucky slept about as well as he predicted – a little worse than an insomniac who’d been trying to treat their chicken pox with cocaine. He lay with his back pressed to the wall, trying to shield himself against the phantom fingers waiting to close around his throat. 

The voice that crept from his lips was barely a breath in the dark. “I won’t go back.” He dipped his chin in the tiniest nod. “I won’t go back. I won’t go back.” 

He shunned his sleeping bag. He needed to sleep lightly, not lulled by softness. He felt every splinter in the floorboards. Every change of light through the window above him or soft creak from the aging building had his hand tightening on his sidearm, jerking his shoulder until each movement meant a wince and an effort to stay silent. Even without his almost hourly patrols of the building, gun in hand, the night was more exhausting than the day. 

Daylight came as a relief, for as much as fifteen minutes. He lit the stove and poured hot water onto half a cup of coffee granules. Nothing less had a hope of making it through to his central nervous system before his body neutralised it. By the same token, he downed a handful of pills with the first scalding swallow. In defiance of Hollywood’s beliefs, pain wouldn’t sharpen his reflexes, just hinder his control. And he needed to be in control of himself. The painkillers hadn’t even kicked in before his short-lived respite was over.  

It was no more than a car backfiring. He was certain of that. He was no raw recruit filling his shorts with shit at the snap of a twig. So, why was it a full ten minutes before he could thaw from his crouch at the window and stop examining every inch of Legion Street through his scope? Why was every nerve ending already blazing when the alarm sang out overhead? 

Fuck. Fuck. He’d fucked up. All the traps he had laid, all the potential openings he’d boarded up… useless. Someone was up there right over his goddamn head. Useless. Fucking useless. He strapped a knife to his thigh opposite his gun, hesitated, and added another to his shin. The he removed the board from the wall cavity in the hall closet as quietly as possible. 

He’d walked into this situation and no one was going to save him if he didn’t get his shit together and do it himself.  

Even if they could, why would they bother? They’d probably be relieved to have the embarrassing fuck-up taken care of…  

The reptilian voice crawled through the back of his mind as he eased through the gap and into the dark, dusty recess. They wouldn’t come, not even if he called, not when he’d pushed them all away. 

He pulled himself around a beam, metal fingers biting deep into the wood, struggling to breathe in the suffocating gloom. And he couldn’t call. Because his phone was back in his apartment, now fifteen feet below him. Because he knew, didn’t he? He knew and had always known that the best, kindest – hell, the only- thing he could do for anyone he cared about was to stay away from them. Stay entirely out of contact. 

Higher. No beams here. Back and feet braced against either wall. Level with the third floor ceiling with the alarm still wailing above him. Idiot. The noise would tell whoever was up there that they’d been detected. There went any element of surprise and any chance he’d had of tracking their movement until he had eyes on them or that fucking noise stopped. Fucking stupid of him. The shrieking alarm reverberated around his skull. The only thing worse than a monster was an incompetent monster. He moved slower. He pushed through prickling sheets of insulation. The air in his chest burned and his head spun. The shrieking alarm mingled with the mocking sneer inside his head. What good was this half-assed fucking around inside a fucking wall? Without his leash, he was no better than a stray dog loose in the traffic, waiting for a speeding car to end his miserable existence. 

Head already spinning, he didn’t realise he was falling until he smashed through a beam and twisted, raking down the rough wall, the light from his own apartment flashing past him and receding, disappearing into the darkness along with everything else. Ice cold air tearing past him. Agony searing through his arm, rock and snow racing up to meet him… Worthless piece of shit… 

He woke and fought not to scream. The debris around him gouged his flailing body as he wrenched free. He rolled, dropped again, then he was kneeling, shaking, on the mouldy piss-stinking basement floor. He groped at the cracked edges of tile around him, grasping in desperation. Cold, dark, pain… he could feel  the restraints around his limbs dragging him down. The scream ripped free. He kicked furiously, scrabbling for purchase in the dirt, throwing himself towards the doorway and the dim light filtering down the stairwell. His shoulder slammed into the doorframe. He felt the wall tremble as though the whole building was ready to fall.  

Do it… bury me down here. In the pit. Where I belong. 

Merciful darkness swallowed him. 

They took a little longer to reach the basement. They followed the sounds. His fall. His scream. The ringing impact of Vibranium on concrete. Then they hesitated at the head of the last flight of stairs. If he was still conscious, what sort of condition would he be in? To them it seemed most likely they’d find him catatonic or maybe crazed with distress, like a wounded, cornered animal… They’d heard those sounds before. No one who made sounds like that was going to be in a state to roll out a welcome mat. Softly, they descended. 

He woke in a rush of panic, his eyes and lungs burning, unable to recognise his surroundings. There were straps on his arms. His legs. His chest. No. No. No! He forced himself upright, wrenching his left arm across to tear at the fabric binding his right, heedless of the pain in his shoulder. Fresh blood welled under his digging fingertips. He had already shredded the fabric before he realised it wasn’t secured to anything. There was still an intact sea knot amongst the pieces he had stripped away. The cloth was tacky with blood. Not restraints – bandages. Someone had bandaged him while he was unconscious. He heard his own harsh breath filling the room, bruising the silence, as he scanned frantically.  

Newspapered walls. Light blotted out by heavy boards across the windows. The floor stained and pitted but fairly clear of garbage… because he had shovelled it all out into the alley during his first week here. He remembered deciding he’d get his own place fixed up first but that he wouldn’t leave all that gross shit and trash to stink everything up and rot the wood even further. It had taken him a day or two to haul everything out. Him. He was in one of the downstairs apartments. Alive. Unrestrained. No more harmed than he’d been after…  

The fall. That fucking voice. He whipped around, ignoring the flares of pain all over him, expecting to find a familiar silhouette looming over him. Expecting rusted metal to choke him at any moment. But he was alone. The only presence he could detect was his own. Still, he didn’t trust it yet. He hadn’t forgotten the story Steve had related – waking up in a room Fury’s people had designed. Who was to say the same wasn’t happening to Bucky right now? Maybe they’d decided they weren’t comfortable with having him on the loose after all. Maybe Hydra had copied the trick. He wouldn’t put it past them. But why now, when they’d never troubled themselves to make him feel at home before? 

It was only as he got stiffly to his feet that he noticed he had not been lying on bare floor as he’d assumed. Where his head had rested there was a bundle of cloth. He pulled it towards him and it unrolled into a stained black hoodie, heavy with the mingled smells of blood and sweat. And someone had rolled it up into a pillow for him. He dropped it beside his feet and paused to examine his bandages more closely. They didn’t look like they’d been very neat even before his violent clawing but those that had survived his panic were still fairly secure, tied off like the one he’d destroyed, not pinned or taped. The worst of his wounds – a deep gash in his right thigh – had an extra strip of fabric tied over the top of the crepe bandages. Improvised bandages had changed somewhat since France; the addition wasn’t scavenged linen. He plucked at the thin stretchy cotton and recognised part of an old t-shirt. He grunted with amusement, in spite of the weird situation, when his probing fingers found a green paw mark printed on the black fabric. That, more than anything else, struck him as an unlikely ploy for any of his enemies. He thought of the plant in its bright pot and the friendly note that had accompanied it. 

He tested his arm and legs. Bruised, bleeding in a few places, but nothing broken. His bones didn’t break readily. He took a deep breath and doubled over choking. His throat was raw. His cheeks grew hot at the memory of his terrified screaming. It was probably too much to hope that no one had heard. 

What an embarrassment you are. So much training wasted… 

He had to get out of here. 

The stairs were a difficult climb. His lungs were full of fire. The absence of the tripwires on his floor registered mostly in relief that he wouldn’t have to negotiate them with watering eyes and stumbling feet. He stepped carefully round the stakes he had embedded beneath false patches of linoleum in his entryway, holding the wall for balance. He squinted painfully out of the window, trying to gauge how long he had been incapacitated. Looked like afternoon. Hours, then. Guilt and shame twisted in his gut.  

He stared through streaming eyes between the doorways of the hall closet and his bedroom. He wasn’t exactly going to be safe with that big fucking hole into the wall  sitting there open and visible, but how safe was he anyway? He’d completely failed to make this place any kind of fortress. The alarm was no longer screaming. Had the battery died? Had someone turned it off? He swayed as he turned his gaze to his sleeping bag. God, he needed rest. How long had it been since he had screamed so much that it hurt to breathe? He ran his hands over his torso, searching, but the pain wasn’t right for broken ribs and he found no evidence of them. Gravity pulled at him. He leaned on the door jamb, willing the smooth surface to cool his prickling forehead. Was it possible to come down with the flu in the space of a couple of hours? Could he even still catch the flu? That was enough thought to set his head spinning. His fingertips splintered the doorframe as he rocked on his feet. Down. Lie down. Important. The sleeping bag seized his gaze again.  

You’ve been sleeping all day. Why should a performance like today’s earn a nap? 

The last word was spat in his face, with all the disdain the childish concept deserved.  

What do you think you deserve for humiliating yourself? A pat on the head and a cookie? 

“I’ll do better…” he found himself muttering. He scrubbed his hand across his red eyes and drew in a sharp breath at the fresh wave of pain left in its wake. Mastering himself, he crossed back to the closet and hauled up the board that covered the hole. He set it in place and cast about for the tools to fix it there. So dark in this shadowy recess, out of sight of the apartment’s few windows. He blinked, trying to clear the terrible gritty feeling from his eyes. The closet seemed darker each time it came back into view. The darkness flickered like the static on a television set. The unsteady floor rattled as he crashed down on his knees then pitched forwards onto his face. 

Consciousness returned with punishing weight, yet left him in the dark. The force that had woken him pressed him down against the bare wood. He jerked under another blow, the impact echoing around his skull. Stop. Please. I’ll do better… Please. Another thud. Pleading never helped… Another wince. A voice. He flinched, expecting more pain. But the voice was outside of his head. No… No! He fumbled blindly for his pistol. Both arms were too heavy to move.  

To think I called something like you an asset…  

He gulped, throat closed, no sound beyond a gurgle. Had he- was his jaw broken again? Thud… Thud, thud. The blows sporadic and somehow distant. He couldn’t pull himself from the past, his weakened body seeming to occupy both at once. He groped for the gun again. Couldn’t grip. Slipping. There was a soft scrabbling at the front door. The knob rattled. He made one more grasp for his weapon, then the darkness of memory closed over his face.  

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Sledding

Summary: Sledding at a lodge together.

Oneshot

Fluff, Established Relationship au

Word Count: 1,668

Jooheon X Reader

Not Requested

Prompt: 7. “After sledding, do you want to have hot cocoa at the lodge?” 

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You're sitting beside Jooheon with your legs on his lap when he asks, “What if we stay at the tubing lodge and go sledding this weekend?” You grin, “That sounds fun.” He pulls your legs higher onto his lap, “Good, 'cause I already booked the tickets.” You cackle, “Joo!” He smiles, “I knew you'd like it.” You sigh but smile as you say, “You’re right, I’m excited.” You lean your head on his shoulder, “So, where is this lodge?” He smiles, “Just an hour away.” You nod, “Okay. We’ll have to pack.” He agrees, and when it starts growing later into the night, you both make your travel bags for the trip. 

He lets you control the aux on your way up. He turns up the volume as you play songs to gear you both up. Since you couldn’t check in until 3 pm, you both went to a breakfast place. You happily eat a late breakfast at a diner. He clinks your orange juices together. And he grins, “So, how many hills do you think we can sled today?” You smile, “As many as possible.” He grabs your hand to hold while you’re eating and rubs his thumb along the back of your hand. You smile as you eat another bite and squeeze his hand in yours. 

After a filling breakfast, you both get in the car, and he drives the short distance to the lodge. You grab your bags and head to the front desk. They successfully check you in and give you both keycards, telling you about the complimentary breakfast they serve. You thank them, and in the elevator, you both plan to go tomorrow morning. You both check the hotel room before putting your stuff away. You both hurry to get suited up in your scarves, two layers of coats, and snow pants. Topping it off with mittens, hats, and snow boots, you head back down the elevator into the lobby.

When you come back down, the person at the front desk goes, “Oh, I forgot to mention, we also give out four complimentary hot cocoas per day.” You both grin and nod at each other, making mental plans. But before you can voice them, you find the stand to rent your sleds at, and you say, “Hourly rate isn’t bad, a buck per hour?” He agrees, and you ask, “Three hours?” He checks his watch, “Yeah, that's fine, it’s already 5 pm.” You nod, and you hand him three dollars, which he pouts and shakes his head, crossing his arms and refusing to accept the money. He continues to pout until you put your cash away. He grins at you when you're next in line. He quickly pays for three hours before you can give the clerk your money. You roll your eyes, and you both pick out your sleds and mitten in mitten, you both climb up the first hill. 

At the top, when you’re in the line waiting patiently for your turn, he asks, “After sledding, do you want to have hot cocoa at the lodge?” You smile, “I'd love to.” When your turns come, you head down together, not racing each other, just experiencing the thrill. And you giggle as you hear his little ‘Woah’s and he giggles as he hears your gasps of excitement too. When you finish the first hill, you head to the second baby hill, arm in arm. “How many hills do you think we can make today?” He hums, “Maybe six?” You agree and wait for the kiddos in front of you to sled down with their parents before sliding down. 

When you get off the second hill, you high-five, and he goes, “Want to race on the next ones?” You grin, “You’re on.” You both rush over to the following mound. And you both get up there still linked together. Yet you both set out to beat the other down the slope. You make yourself as aerodynamic as possible as you both shout, “Go!” before speeding down the hill. While it wasn’t that tall, it was still thrilling to race your boyfriend down it. You giggle as you roll off the sled at the end, “I win!” He pouts, “This time.” You kiss away his pout, “Better?” He wrinkles his nose, “Maybe.” You kiss him again, “How about now?” He smirks, “It feels good to lose to you.” You laugh and shake your head before heading to the next slope. 

The third and fourth hills are just as fun, growing taller and taller the further you head up the mountain. Both of you high-fiving at the end of each. You couldn’t think of a better way to spend your day together. You take a water break, rehydrating yourselves before heading to the fifth slope. He holds your mitten tightly in his, “Are you excited?” You nod, but the closer you get to it, the more your stomach turns. And you can’t figure out why. But you do your best to shake it off as you begin the race to the bottom.

Maybe it was how you were sitting, but it all happens so fast and so quickly. One moment, your sled was underneath you. And then it was gone the next, and you’re rolling to a stop. You cry out immediately, “Honey!” He calls back, “You okay?” When you stop, you do your best to feel your cold appendages. You move all your fingers, feeling no snow burn. You confirm that you’re okay. It just shakes you up. He walks up the hill to you and holds his hand out to you, which you shakily take. He pulls you up and puts your sled against his underneath his other arm as he keeps you close with his other arm.

He gets you safely out of the way of other riders and to the path. He asks again, “You okay?” You sniffle, “Yeah, just a little embarrassed.” He nods, “It’s okay, it happens.” You sigh, and he lets you process it. You take a few deep breaths, absorbing that your sled left you behind. After another minute, he asks, “Would you like to try it again?” You nod, and he kisses your forehead. You both make it back up the hill instead of racing against each other again. You sled side by side down the slope. And you both successfully land at the bottom. You laugh with glee and jump up and high-five him. You collect your sled and follow him to the next hill.

“You did it!” He cheers, and so do you as you walk to the last hill. Which is the tallest on the side of the mountain you were both on. The line was long, but you were excitedly waiting your turn to sled down. You heard the cheers and laughter of people experiencing the thrill of sledding down the massive hill. You grin as you hear someone scream, “Woohoo!” He laughs, “That’s going to be us.” You giggle, “It will be.” You lean your head on his shoulder, waiting for the line to move. It takes forever before you’re both up next. You squeeze his hand, and he encourages you, “You got this. I can feel it.” You sigh, “Okay.” He kisses your cheek, and you kiss his. You both line up before laying on your boards, waiting for the last two people to clear off the bottom before kicking off. 

You giggle in glee all the way down as you successfully ride down and catch more and more speed. When you both reach the bottom, you loudly let out a “Woohoo” together before moving out of the way of the next sledders. You look at the time, “We got enough time for a medium hill four times or a big hill twice?” He goes, “Medium four, more sledding time, even if it’s a smaller thrill.” You agree, and you both rush to the third hill, where no one is sledding down. You end up making five more runs because no one else wants to choose to sled down your hill. So, you both happily sled until it's time to return your sleds. 

You return your sleds and head to the hot cocoa stand. You show them your keycards, and they hand you one each. You move out of line and head inside the lodge. You turn to him and stare at each other, finally catching your breath after the endless climbing and sledding. You were both beat. You smile as you look down at your warm cocoa. That is slowly warming your hands up through your gloves. You tentatively take a sip, worrying it will burn your tongue. You gasp as it doesn’t burn but soothes your cold bones. You look at him to see he’s experiencing the same thing and giggle. You drink your cocoas silently, taking in all the fun and cold you’ve experienced. You pout as you sip the last of it yours. You look over at him to see him expressing the same disappointment. You ask, “Second cup?” He agrees, and you both head out and get another cocoa together. 

He gets up and throws out your trash. You wait for him by the elevator. When you're both in the elevator, you quickly retire to your shared room. You get out of your winter gear, trading it for warm pajamas, and collapse onto the bed. When he lands beside you, you sigh, “It was fun.” He laughs as he agrees, “Yeah.” “I think it was easier when we were kids.” He hums, “Probably because they carried us up the hills.” You laugh, “Yeah.” You roll over to look him in the eyes, “You want to get up tomorrow and do it again?” He nods, “I’d love to.” He kisses your forehead before opening his arms for you to curl into him. You do and lay your head against his chest. His heartbeat soothes you to sleep, and you dream of your fun sledding adventures together.

[sea-owl]

For the governess au, what kind of shenanigans are ABC pulling to get their future wives attentions? I could see them trying to prove they are more handy or hardworking than other gentlemen; perhaps Colin tries to get Pen to watch him split wood or something.

You: splitting wood

My brain, immediately:

(Honestly, why did this scene feel so sexual between them? I know the actual context, but sometimes it feels like Steve was showing off, and Tony looked like he was into it.)

Honestly, the only one I can see having any handy skills is Colin. At least I hope he learned something from all that traveling. Some survival skills, at least. Anthony canonically does not know how to warm up milk or know how to use the stove, and I can't imagine Benedict being any better pre Sophie.

Maybe that's their technique, the poor gentlemen are helpless on their own. Can you please teach them some basic skills?

Feel like Kate would immediately give them an hourly rate. Her and Penelope are paid to teach the children not grown adults who aren't a part of the house they work in. Sophie isn't a governess at all, and you're asking her to do a job that (she can do) isn't hers? 20 pence an hour.

ABC use the excuse they're visiting their nibblings as to why they're over so much. Daphne doesn't buy it and calls bullshit. She also does her research though, "for their mother" and gets to know the three ladies more. She finds they would be perfect for her brothers. Okay mother I will help you matchmake.

Simon is amused because his brother in-laws are acting like idiots and payback for his courtship with Daphne, but also, that's his staff. He has a general good reputation among his staff, and he doesn't want to replace two good governesses and a lady's maid.

Watching ABC not be these perfect gentlemen and see their flaws as they flounder what they're trying to learn is gonna warm Kate, Sophie, and Penelope up to them. (That and treating them like equals and not servants)

All three women are eventually gonna wear the don't look at me face when the children start competing with their uncles for their attention.

[copiousloverofcopia]

HERE IT IS! The moment some of you have been waiting for...well maybe not really lol...

Since I completed The Red Dress as promised I have started on one of my promised other new works.....UNDER THE SPELL!

Please be nice I am SO not used to writing for Mary, so I hope its ok!

Mary Goore x OC Piper!

Piper and Mary have been best friends since they first met as children. When Mary and her boyfriend Sid asked her to come along on gigs, Piper thought it was a no-brainer. But as the excitement of the buzzing amps dies down, she realizes she wants more—now if only she can get him to agree.

Chapter 1: Fishnets and Regrets

Also available HERE on AO3!

Eventually will be NSFW below the cut 😈

She was trying her best to stay cool, staving off the tears that relentlessly pricked at her eyes. The sharp-winged cat eyeliner and heavily mascaraed lashes sent a trail of black down her cheeks. A battle lost, but only for a short moment until she could bring herself to carry on. Piper stared into the mirror of another random bar's bathroom, angry at herself for not realizing what she wanted to do with her life sooner. Despite her upset, the show must go on. Knowing that would need to stuff it down before heading out to face them again—her chosen family and partners in crime, Repugnant. 

She had spent the last 6 years of her life traveling with them and when the sounds of humming amps kicked on and the guitars screamed as they were being tuned—she needed to move her ass. Before heading back out, she adjusted her tattered fishnets, that had seen better days, and re-tied her scuffed up black combat boots. They were her favorite—a gift from Mary many years ago. Piper checked the mirror, once more, just to be sure that her mohawk hadn't fallen, before using her foot to kick open the door.  

Her mind was still heavy with anger and hurt. The fight she and Sid had was only a short time ago and it left her feeling heated, like she was roasting from the inside. Now she'd have to go and watch them perform—pissed off but having got her shit together enough to keep the peace. After all, there were still a bunch more gigs to go and the road home, for her, didn’t really exist. 

It was the first time in a long time Piper wished she was somewhere else. Traveling with the four guys and Tom's girl, Annie, had been a dream come true. She lived for the music, the lights of the stage, and the energy from the crowd as the guys performed. Having grown up with Mary and getting close with the rest of them, it was only natural that they all worked so well together. So, when Mary and Sid asked her to tag along while they toured the world, she thought she couldn’t ask for anything more—that was until last week. 

She was late—very late. Her period, which had normally come like clockwork, had decided to give both her and Sid the scare of a lifetime. Both of them in a full-blown panic as the reality of that drunken mishap set in. Sid was pissed, throwing shit around the hourly rate hotel room, spouting comments about her needing to get shit taken care of and him not wanting any damn kids. Piper wasn’t at all surprised at his psychotic meltdown, but what she was surprised about was her reaction to the negative test. In that moment everything changed, and she was, for lack of a better word, conflicted. 

When only one line appeared on the stick, Sid was ecstatic. Jumping up and down acting like a complete and utter fool. Thrilled out of his mind that he had dodged yet another bullet despite his recklessness. Piper was relieved too, in a way. Sid was not necessarily the "fatherly" type, but the idea of having a kid hadn't left her—even a week later. 

That's when the fight happened, and of course it just had to happen before the show. Sid couldn't let things go and give her the space she needed when she told him nothing was wrong. So, with his incessant pushing and Piper's built-up anger, the truth came spilling out like blood from a gushing wound. Not her finest moment to be sure, but she wondered if all of this was what needed to happen.

Things had been rocky for some time with Sid. He was a good man deep down, but definitely immature and Piper was pretty sure his photo was next to "man child" in the dictionary. She loved him, but she knew at this point it was over between them—Piper had figured out she wanted more than just a spot in the tour bus and glorified groupie status with the band. She told Sid she wanted to move on with her life and settle down. And with that revelation, blow up number 1,346 began. Leaving them officially split up and Piper in an awkward place—feeling empty. 

She took in a deep breath before continuing down the hall and stepping out onto the floor, the band playing when she had made her way to the pit. The guitars were drilling into the audience’s skulls and the drums banging hard, vibrating in her chest. The feeling of the music coursing through her, was truly something she'd never get enough of. Piper watched Sid playing his guitar, Tom on drums, Carlos on bass, and of course Mary absolutely slaughtering the vocals. The frustration, hanging itself within her soul, shredding with the sounds of the death metal they came to play. 

The smell of cigarette smoke was heavy in the air and the sticky floor pulled at the bottoms of her boots, but she didn't care. Piper head-banged her way through Draped in Cerecloth and tried to just let go. Her mohawk swinging around and the chains on her belt rattling as she jumped up and down, screaming into the universe and giving every last bit of energy she had to Mary and the guys. Thankfully it was gonna be a great night of music, but also a night she would never forget.

The show was a blast, the crowd losing it over the performance and tearing the place up as they rocked out to what their parents surely referred to as “deafening noise”. As their spot was over, Mary and the guys along with Piper and Annie took the opportunity to throw a few back before heading out for the night. All of them laughing and celebrating another show well done, Piper being a bit less enthusiastic as usual. Mary, taking note that she and Sid had been keeping their distance. 

The bar had now been closed for over an hour and while everyone else minus the stagehands had left to head back to the bus, Piper decided to hang out for some time alone. She sat by herself with a beer in hand and picked at yet another tear in her fishnets, when she saw Mary coming towards her. Fuck , she thought to herself knowing exactly where this was going.  

Mary Goore had been covered in blood since the beginning of the show. Preferring to start things out with a bang. Dripping with it as he raged in sonnets of death and the defiling of corpses. The metallic liquid, now managing to cover his shirt and matted a bit of his hair, but he didn't care. It was another glorious night for him and the guys, though he couldn’t let go of the feeling that things were off with Sid and Piper. 

He felt a connection to her like no other—the best of friends since the cradle. Their families were close from the beginning. When Mary's Dad took off and Piper's parents were killed, they were the ones to help each other hold it together. She had been a staple in his life. A constant he knew he could always count on. Things had been weird lately between her and Sid, that was for sure. And it didn’t take a genius to figure out things were at an all-time low. 

"Pipes? Why aren't you on the bus?" He asked as he slumped down beside her on the edge of the stage. Piper shrugged a bit, taking another swig of her beer to finish it off before speaking. 

"Just didn't feel like it quite yet. I figured I'd wait till everything got packed up and then head over."

"Bullshit." Mary said straight faced and serious toned. He was a bit intimidating after a show, all that blood over his face and the tiniest amount of grumble to his voice—after having pushed it so hard.

"Oh come on. Don't do that thing you do." Piper begged—her words futile. She knew he could sense it, there was definitely something she wasn’t telling him. Piper was surprised that Sid hadn't told him yet about their break up, since he had never known how to keep his mouth shut. 

"You know better sweetness than to lie to my face." He told her as he widened his gaze and tried to lean in closer. Piper pressed her lips together into a tight line and furrowed her brows before dropping her eyes to her lap. Damn Mary for always being right and always knowing when she was hiding something. 

“Sid and I well…we aren’t a thing anymore.” Piper said calmly before looking back over at Mary. His face was filled with disgust, imagining the multitude of things Sid could have done to destroy things with Piper, who had stuck by his ass for so long. 

“What did that rat bastard do now?” Mary growled knowing full well how asinine his friend could be. Piper put her hand on Mary’s shoulder to calm him. It was slick with blood and sweat and some face paint, but nothing she couldn’t handle. Mary grabbed for her hand and gave her a concerned look. 

“No Mare, it’s nothing like that. We just decided that we want different things—I want different things.” Piper explained. 

“Well what the fuck does that even mean?” Mary laughed, though a bit nervously.

“I think this may be the end of the road for me. After the next few gigs, I’m gonna have to figure something out. I got other things I wanna do with my life and being stuck on the bus isn’t it anymore.”

“Where is this coming from? I thought you loved being on tour with us?” Mary asked her, completely confused and honestly more shaken than if it had been only the Sid issue. He didn’t want Piper to leave. Half the time she was the only thing that kept him from going off the deep end. What’s got her ready to run if it ain't Sid , he asked himself. 

“I wanna settle down, take up root somewhere and well that's not gonna happen with Sid or while I’m on the road with you all.” Piper admitted. She and Mary had usually been upfront with each other. Each appreciating the other's candor, saving them from misunderstandings but tonight she was withholding something. And while Piper might have wanted to keep the intimate details of her heartache to herself, Mary would know she was lying before she could speak the words.

“What a pussy.” he snorted, angry with Sid for spurring this whole thing on, thinking to himself anyone would be lucky to be committed to Piper. “Honestly Pipes you are better off without him…but I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that I want you to stay. Don’t go.”  

“Uh…fuck…Mare that’s not the start.” Piper explained, swallowing back the knot forming in her throat. Now Mary was on red alert. All his senses, buzzing with something big about to come out of Piper’s mouth—and then she said it. 

“I wanna have a baby.” she told him, Mary turning even paler than his face paints. It was only when his stunned stare turned into a dissociated blink, that Piper knew he hadn’t gone catatonic, “Mare?”

“Ah…umm…” he began smearing the blood through his hair as he ran his hand over his head. Clearly still in shock from Piper’s confession, “...what happened to you starting that band? What were you going to call it? Crazy Chrysanthemums or something?” he asked, unable to think of anything else to say in his stupor.  

“It was Wild Violets…That doesn't matter. That was just a fleeting idea.” Piper explained, “You’re missing the point.”

“And this ISN’T a fleeting idea?” Mary continued. 

“No…I honestly hadn’t thought about this kinda thing at all, but we had a scare and well… I can’t stop thinking about it.” Then Mary stood up, beginning to pace the stage as he took in everything his best friend was saying. Her words, hitting him like daggers to the chest.  

“Piper…”

“Yes?” She asked as Mary walked over to her and held out his hand. Waiting for her to take it so he could lift her up onto the stage. Piper gave it to him, quickly getting up on her feet as Mary and her eyes met in what remained of the stage lights. 

“So not a joke…not a fleeting idea?” he asked, already knowing the answer. Pulling at the worn neckline of his Morbid t-shirt.  

“Not a joke I swear.” Piper replied, putting up her hands like some girl scout signaling her pledge to the troop. Mary got quiet again—his eyes dropping away from hers and down to the scratched up remnants of old band stickers and other crap that had adhered to the floor of the stage. “Mare?” she called to him, watching him get lost in thought. 

“Sorry I am still trying to wrap my head around you wanting Sid to be a dad.” Mary jabbed, trying to insert some humor into the situation, but he could tell it only made Piper more upset. 

“Oh come on Pipes you know this whole thing is a little fucked right? Hell, even I'd be a better Dad than..." Mary began when the idea struck Piper like a ton of bricks. One she instantly knew felt right, but oh boy was it going to be a bitch to convince Mary. He could see it—the look in her eye told him she was scheming and now his anxiety went through the roof. “…what are you thinkin’... 

“Mare…here me out. What if you—” Piper barely got out the first words before Mary began pacing around once more, his eyes blown wide and his jaw dragging across the floor. 

"Nope, nope don't like that." Mary said, shaking his head. “No way you’re even considering what I think you are considering.” 

“But Mare…you are my best friend. My other half, I can’t think of anyone else better. I don’t wanna waste my time with some deadbeat guys…not when I have you. Not when I know that you’re perfect.” Piper finished, a newfound energy surging through her. Wondering why she hadn’t thought of this before tonight. Mary was visibly in shock. His mind swirling with the implications of his best friend’s words. Wondering if he was finally losing his mind from all the stress of touring.  

“Perfect for what Pipes?” he asked her, straining against the words he knew were about to leave her lips. 

“I want it to be you. I want you and I…to have a baby.”

[writinginthesecrettrees]

So I was reading a thing about “what made you cut off a friend for good” and one stuck out to me:

This dude was upset that his long-time friend from out of state didn’t come to his wedding. Friend couldn’t afford it. Dude said “I told him I’d cover travel and hotel room” like that solved it.

It reminded me of when I lived in Portland and worked at Fred Meyer. My mom used to ask me to come visit back home all the time. She’d offer to get me plane tickets and stuff.

It took me telling her “I would need you to cover the hourly wage I’d be missing for the duration of the visit to be able to afford it” for her to understand that… yeah, I could afford my life there, but there wasn’t a lot left over. I was making $13.25/hour with a guaranteed 40-hour week because I was assistant manager in the deli. (My wage was $1/hr more than the highest rate for a plain employee.) 2 weeks, after taxes, covered a little over my rent. I liked to be able to buy food and gas. I had union dues. I had healthcare costs. Car insurance, renters insurance. Utilities and cell phone. Trying to have at least a bit of savings as a buffer in case I got sick. Frankly, I’m lucky I didn’t have credit card or student loan debt on top of it all.

Sometimes, the loss of wages from taking time off is not something a person can afford. There is so much more to travel than just “flights and hotel.”

[carwithdriver]

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Verified Drivers: Travel with the most experienced and polite drivers for a safe journey.

Customizable Packages: You can choose one-way, round trips, or hourly rentals, giving you the flexibility to plan your trip.

Rajkot to Junagadh: The Scenic Journey

The distance between Rajkot and Junagadh is approximately 100 km, making it perfect for a road trip. It depends on the traffic and road condition, but usually it takes around 2-3 hours to complete.

The drive will pass over some of the most picturesque sceneries, small villages, and local attractions, which make driving fun.

Affordable Cab Options for Your Travel Needs

You can find the options best suited for your travel needs with the online cab booking service for Rajkot to Junagadh:

Sedans: For smaller families or business travelers looking to travel in comfort.

SUVs: For bigger groups of people or when carrying more luggage than usual.

Luxury Cars: For those who prefer travelling in style and making an expression.

Shared Cabs: Those who want to travel cheaply and are lone passengers or are budget-sensitive.

You can compare rates easily and choose a cab within your budget with transparent pricing.

Advantages of Using a Reliable Cab Service

A good taxi service will give you a stress-free ride from the start to the end:

Timely Pickup and Drop: You don't have to worry about delay or missed schedules.

Clean and Sanitized Vehicles: You get to travel in a clean environment.

24/7 Customer Support: Assistance is just a call away to provide you peace of mind in case of an emergency.

Real-Time Tracking: Know where exactly your cab is with GPS-enabled tracking systems.

Transparent Billing: There will be no charging beyond what you are assured; thus, full clarity

How to Book Online Taxi from Rajkot to Junagadh?

Booking cabs online is easy:

Enter source city as Rajkot and destination city as Junagadh.

Choose preferred Cab

One way or Roundtrip.

Confirm your booking with a payment or through cash-on-delivery

Your ride is confirmed within a few clicks, so you can just sit back and enjoy your ride

FAQs

1. How much does Rajkot to Junagadh cab charge?

The prices are charged according to the type of cab. There are options of budget sedans and luxury ones. Starting from ₹1,800 one way, this is definitely a budget-friendly option.

2. Is a one-way cab available for Rajkot to Junagadh?

Yes, one can book a cab from Rajkot to Junagadh in a one-way basis. It might help in saving some cost because there is no return trip involved.

3. How long will it take to travel from Rajkot to Junagadh by cab?

This trip would normally take 2-3 hours, depending on traffic and road conditions.

4. Can I pre-book a cab from Rajkot to Junagadh?

Absolutely! Many of the web-based booking platforms give you the facility to book ahead of time for your ride to save time.

5. Safety measures in taxi service

Cabs are periodically cleaned and disinfected. Drivers wear masks, follow safety protocols. In fact, most of the services allow contactless payment as well.

Conclusion

Travelling from Rajkot to Junagadh has never been easier. Online cab booking from Rajkot to Junagadh offers you quick, reliable, and affordable taxi services with utmost concern for your comfort and safety. You may be traveling alone or with your family, booking a cab ensures a stress-free and fun journey.

So why wait? Book your cab today and experience the joy of a smooth and scenic road trip!

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Care instructions: Hand wash and air dry or hand dry

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October 30 - Winyah Bay to Charleston, 50 miles. Today Molly D once again transited the ICW. Offshore wind was ok, but the 3-5’ seas would’ve made the offshore trip of 60 miles quite uncomfortable. Our ICW transit wasn’t smooth, as there were numerous shallow (as in 7’-8’) spots to navigate through. Our transit today took us through ���wilderness” and populated areas.

A fire watch station along the ICW (?)

A passing IP owner took these beautiful photos of Molly D.

Beautiful boat!

Molly D and a trawler type boat named Escape have been passing each other on the ICW since Portsmouth, VA. We have, by chance, stopped in many of the same towns at night. Today when Escape passed Molly D, I heard the captain yell “See ya tomorrow!” How funny! Only Molly D won’t be moving on the ICW again until Saturday.

Today most of our passage occurred during low tide. Great for bridge clearances, but not so great for shallower parts of the ICW. Molly D followed the Bob423 tracks and avoided the shallowest of water.

Yep. Low tide.

No water not too far from the ICW channel

A Barbie boat!

My other boat is a former commercial lifeboat.

The hardest part of today’s trip was the Isle of Palms portion of the ICW. Timing is everything in this area as high tide has plenty of water for passage but any tide lower than high tide is very shallow in spots. As in a 3’ depth. Molly D was grounded in this stretch of the ICW last year, with only 4’ of water under her keel (she needs 5’). We avoid traveling the Isle of Palms as often as possible by going offshore. Offshore was not a good option for Molly D today. Bob423, who is THE authority on ICW travel, developed a bypass around the shoaling in IOP. He found a side channel (which really looks like a shallow creek) that had plenty of water, even at low tide, to bypass the shallows. Molly D took that bypass route today. She never had less than 7’ under her keel. Most of the bypass had water depths from 10’ to over 20’!! If it weren’t for Bob’s efforts, no one would even think of trying this bypass. As the saying goes, “In Bob We Trust”!

When in Charleston, Molly D likes to dock at the Charleston Maritime Center. Unfortunately, the Maritime Center suffered significant damage to its docks during the last hurricane. Our second marina choice is the City Marina (a Safe Harbor Marina). Their dockage rates have soared. We ended up booking a slip at the Charleston Resort and Marina across the river in Mt Pleasant. It cost us $200 less than the Safe Harbor Marina! Safe Harbor is close to downtown Charleston, and the marina offers a free shuttle into town. The Charleston Resort Marina is across the river from downtown Charleston. The resort provides hourly free shuttle bus transportation into downtown Charleston. We will check that out tomorrow.

After Molly D was docked, David and I desperately wanted a shore shower. What a huge disappointment!!! The shower ”room” was about the size of a closet. Not kidding! When the room’s doors was closed, there was about 2’ of floor space between the door and the shower curtain. No bench for your stuff. Plenty of hooks, but if your stuff falls off a hook, it ends up on the wet floor. There was no air circulation in that tiny room. So humid! You want to dry your hair?? Well get out of the shower “room” and head to the adjacent restroom to dry your hair. Not an ideal shower situation! Molly D has more shower room than the shore shower! It’s settled. Shower on Molly D.

Tonight we ate at one of the marina’s restaurants. Big mistake. Mediocre “bar” food. Lesson learned.

Tomorrow night we will be having supper with boat friends that we met 2 years ago in Annapolis. This couple lives in Mt Pleasant (about 10 minutes from the marina) and they dock their boat in Charleston. Yeah, we kinda sorta have boat friends in many ports along the east coast.

Molly D at the dock.

Only 740 miles to Key West!!!

The drinks were the best part of our evening meal

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Self-Drive Car Rental in Trivandrum: Explore the City at Your Own Pace

Trivandrum, the capital city of Kerala, is a blend of rich cultural heritage and modern development. Whether you’re visiting for business, leisure, or just to explore the local attractions, one of the best ways to experience the city is by opting for a self-drive car rental. It gives you the flexibility to travel on your own schedule, discover hidden gems, and enjoy the comfort of a personal vehicle without the hassle of owning one.

Why Choose Self-Drive Car Rentals in Trivandrum?

Self-drive car rentals have gained immense popularity in Trivandrum, offering several advantages for travelers and locals alike:

Freedom and Flexibility With a self-drive car, you are in control of your travel itinerary. Whether it’s a quick drive to Kovalam Beach or a road trip to nearby destinations like Ponmudi, having your own vehicle allows you to make impromptu stops and take detours to explore off-the-beaten-path locations.

No Dependency on Drivers Unlike chauffeur-driven rentals, self-drive options allow you to enjoy privacy and independence. You don’t need to depend on a driver’s availability or preferences, giving you complete freedom to explore the city at your own pace.

Cost-Effective Self-drive car rentals are a cost-effective solution compared to using taxis or ride-hailing services, especially for extended trips or multiple-day plans. It also eliminates the need for tipping or other expenses associated with hiring a driver.

Variety of Vehicle Options Car rental companies in Trivandrum offer a wide variety of vehicles to suit different needs. Whether you need a small hatchback for city driving, a sedan for extra comfort, or an SUV for a family trip, there are plenty of options to choose from.

Safe and Sanitized Most self-drive car rental services maintain strict hygiene standards, ensuring that the vehicles are cleaned and sanitized before each trip. This has become especially important in the wake of the COVID-19 pandemic, providing a safer travel option for users.

Popular Places to Visit with a Self-Drive Car in Trivandrum

With a self-drive car, you can easily explore Trivandrum and its surrounding attractions. Some must-visit places include:

Kovalam Beach A short drive from the city, Kovalam Beach is famous for its crescent-shaped coastline, golden sands, and scenic beauty. It’s a perfect spot for sunbathing, swimming, or enjoying a fresh seafood meal by the shore.

Sree Padmanabhaswamy Temple One of the most iconic landmarks in Trivandrum, this temple is a stunning example of Dravidian architecture. While the temple itself is a major attraction, the drive through the city’s historical area is equally charming.

Ponmudi Hill Station For those looking for a serene escape from the city, Ponmudi is an ideal destination. A self-drive car makes the journey comfortable and allows you to take in the breathtaking views of the lush Western Ghats along the way.

Agasthyakoodam A trekker’s paradise, Agasthyakoodam is one of the highest peaks in Kerala. While the trek itself requires preparation, the drive to the base offers a scenic route filled with natural beauty.

Veli Tourist Village Located near the airport, Veli Tourist Village is a popular family destination with boating, gardens, and a children’s park. It’s a great place for a leisurely day out and can be conveniently reached by car.

How to Choose the Right Self-Drive Car Rental in Trivandrum

When opting for a self-drive car rental in Trivandrum, consider the following factors to ensure a hassle-free experience:

Vehicle Type Choose a vehicle that suits your travel needs. If you’re navigating the city’s narrow lanes, a compact car might be ideal. For longer road trips or family outings, consider renting a larger sedan or SUV.

Rental Duration Many rental services offer flexible plans ranging from hourly to weekly rates. Be clear about the duration of your rental and choose a plan that offers the best value for your trip.

Insurance and Safety Ensure that the rental car comes with adequate insurance coverage, including liability and accident protection. This ensures peace of mind during your journey.

Pick-Up and Drop-Off Points Many self-drive car rental services in Trivandrum provide convenient pick-up and drop-off locations, including at the airport, railway stations, or major hotels. Some companies may even offer doorstep delivery for added convenience.

Fuel Policy Understand the fuel policy before renting the car. Some companies provide the vehicle with a full tank, expecting it to be returned with a full tank, while others might operate on a pay-for-use basis.

Top Car Rental Companies in Trivandrum

Here are some leading car rental providers in Trivandrum that offer reliable and affordable self-drive options:

Southgate Travels Known for its diverse fleet and excellent customer service, Southgate Travels is a popular choice for self-drive car rentals in Trivandrum. They offer competitive pricing, well-maintained vehicles, and flexible rental plans to suit different needs.

Zoomcar A nationwide player in the self-drive car rental market, Zoomcar offers a variety of vehicles in Trivandrum. Their app-based booking system makes it easy to reserve a car in just a few minutes.

IndusGo IndusGo is another trusted name in Kerala’s self-drive car rental market. They offer a wide range of cars, from compact hatchbacks to premium SUVs, and are known for their transparent pricing and customer support.

Revv Revv offers a seamless experience for users with their doorstep delivery and easy online booking. Their fleet includes a wide selection of cars suited for both city driving and long-distance road trips.

Why Choose Southgate Travels for Self-Drive Car Rentals?

When it comes to self-drive car rentals in Trivandrum, Southgate Travels stands out as a reliable and customer-friendly option. Here’s why:

Wide Selection of Vehicles: Southgate Travels offers an extensive fleet of cars to choose from, including economy hatchbacks, sedans, and SUVs.

Affordable Pricing: With competitive rates and flexible rental durations, you can find a plan that suits your budget.

Convenient Pick-Up Locations: Whether you’re arriving at Trivandrum International Airport or need a car delivered to your doorstep, Southgate Travels provides hassle-free pick-up and drop-off services.

Well-Maintained Fleet: All vehicles are regularly serviced and maintained to ensure safety and comfort for every journey.

24/7 Customer Support: The dedicated support team is available round-the-clock to assist with any queries or concerns during your rental period.

Conclusion

A self-drive car rental in Trivandrum offers the perfect combination of convenience, flexibility, and comfort. Whether you’re exploring the city’s iconic landmarks or heading out on a scenic road trip, renting a car allows you to experience everything Trivandrum has to offer at your own pace.

For reliable and affordable self-drive car rentals in Trivandrum, choose Southgate Travels and enjoy a seamless experience from start to finish. With a variety of vehicles and excellent customer service, your journey is sure to be a memorable one.

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How Do I Speak to A Live Person at Frontier Airlines?

In order to be a low-cost carrier, the business offers a variety of benefits and features, as well as other services and facilities. Cheap last-minute flights and Frontier Online flight booking at lower rates are among the features that make this airline the preferred option for people who are traveling or intend to fly on a budget. One of the key benefits that many travelers take advantage of is that Frontier flight quotes are updated hourly for the best airfare offers. The business provides rates that are significantly lower than those of its competitors and updates them on an hourly basis on its websites for the benefit of travelers or informs them by other means such as messages. And not many other airlines have the same level of service. This, in turn, helps the company to benefit from travelers who make cheap last-minute flight bookings, whether online or at the counter, as a result of the company's hourly offer updates. However, the organization has certain regulations about bags and luggage. For starters, the Carry-On bags cannot be larger than the dimensions stated on the website. The bag (including belts, handles, and wheels) cannot be more than twenty-four inches tall, sixteen inches wide, or ten inches in diameter. Furthermore, the bag cannot weigh more than 35 pounds, or it will be fined. The bags must also fit in the overhead bin. Call the Frontier Reservations Number to book a ticket: A traveler has three options when it comes to booking a flight. The first choice is to go to the counter and purchase a ticket. The second choice is to purchase the ticket online. The third and most convenient choice is to book a ticket by calling the Frontier Airlines Reservations Number. This is the quickest and most convenient way to purchase a ticket. You could be anywhere in the world and still book a flight. Your booking request will be handled by a service representative who will walk you through the whole process. Furthermore, if you have any questions, you can ask the representative before booking a ticket. What is Frontier Airlines Baggage Policy? If you are flying with Frontier Airlines, make sure you have packed your luggage in accordance with the airline's carrier's restrictions. If you are flying on Frontier airline flights for the first time, it is always necessary to understand the check-in policy so that you can pack your luggage properly. You can read the following information: 1) Carry-on Baggage: 1 personal item, such as a briefcase, purse, or laptop bag, is free, and 1 carry-on item is chargeablepiolsubject to baggage fees that differ depending on your order. Each bag should not be larger than 24 x 16 x 10 inches, and each object should fit properly in the overhead bin or in front of your seat. Charges will apply if any bag reaches the cap. 2) Checked Baggage: Passengers are permitted to bring two checked bags with them on the flight. Checked luggage is not included in the fare and must be charged separately for each suitcase. Each bag should be no larger than 157 cm in length and no heavier than 50 pounds. Any baggage that exceeds the cap or weight will be charged baggage fees. Musical Instruments: Musical instruments such as a guitar, violin, and others are permitted to be carried as carry-on items on Frontier Airlines. Make certain that each instrument can be stored in the overhead bin or in front of your seat. It's also a good idea to understand Frontier Airlines' policy on musical instruments. ​

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Frequently Asked Questions About Bus Rental Services in Dubai

1. What types of buses do you offer for rental?

We offer a diverse fleet, including:

Mini Buses: Perfect for small groups (up to 15 passengers).

Standard Buses: Ideal for medium-sized groups (up to 30 passengers).

Luxury Coaches: Designed for larger groups (up to 50 passengers) with plush seating and additional amenities.

2. How do I book a bus rental?

Booking is easy! You can:

Visit Our Website: Fill out the online booking form or put a text on our whatsapp.

Contact Our Team: Call us or  email, and we’ll assist you.

Provide Details: Include your travel date, destination, group size, and specific requirements.

3. What is included in the rental price?

Our rental price typically includes:

Bus rental for the agreed duration.

Professional driver services.

Fuel costs.

Basic insurance coverage.

Additional amenities or special requests may incur extra charges.

4. Are there any cancellation fees?

Yes, we have a cancellation policy. If you cancel:

More than 7 days in advance: Full refund.

3 to 7 days in advance: 50% of the rental fee.

Less than 3 days in advance: No refund.

5. Can I customize my itinerary?

Absolutely! Our bus rental services in Dubai allow you to customize your itinerary based on your needs. Just let us know your preferences.

6. Are your buses equipped with amenities?

Yes, our buses feature:

Air conditioning

Comfortable seating

Audio/visual systems

Wi-Fi (upon request)

7. Do you provide transportation for events?

Yes, we specialize in transportation for:

Weddings

Corporate functions

School trips

Sightseeing tours

Group tours

Family trips

We ensure smooth logistics for all attendees.

8. What safety measures do you have in place?

Safety is our top priority. Our measures include:

Regular maintenance and inspections.

Professional drivers who prioritize safe practices.

Insurance coverage for passengers.

9. Is it possible to add extra stops during the rental?

Yes, you can add extra stops. Inform us when booking, and we’ll accommodate your request.

10. How can I contact you for more inquiries?

For inquiries about our bus rental services in Dubai, you can:

Call Us: Our customer service team is here to help.

 Email Us: Reach out, and we’ll respond promptly.

Visit Our Website: Use the contact form for questions.

Conclusion

We hope this Q&A addresses your inquiries regarding our bus rental services in Dubai. At Aj EPIC, we are committed to providing reliable and high-quality transportation solutions tailored to your needs. If you have any more questions or are ready to book your bus rental, contact us today!

33 to 50 Seater Bus Rental Rates for Dubai and Other Emirates with a Driver

How much does it cost to rent a 50-seater bus in Dubai?

The cost of renting a 50-seater tour bus in Dubai varies based on several factors. Ideal for accommodating 35 to 50 passengers with luggage, the daily rate typically ranges from AED 950 to AED 1,600. This rate includes a professional driver, fuel, and Salik charges.

 

Comprehensive Rental Details for 35 to 50-Seater Bus Coaches for 30 to 45 People:

Daily Rates: Starting from AED 950 to AED 1,600ServiceRate (AED)DetailsOne-Way Transfer within Dubai (Arrival)AED 935Arrival service.One-Way Transfer within Dubai (Departure)AED 700Departure service.5-Hour Transfer within Dubai (Lunch & Dinner)AED 1,000Transfers for lunch & dinner.10-Hour Tour within DubaiAED 1,250Includes multiple location visits.10-Hour Out-of-Town Tour (Abu Dhabi & Sharjah)AED 1,500Out-of-town tours included.Additional Hourly RateAED 115For each hour exceeded.

Great for day trips, special events, or one-time transportation needs. The package includes a skilled driver and fuel.

Weekly Rates:

Starting from AED 7,400 to AED 9,000

Perfect for week-long events, corporate functions, or short-term projects. Includes a driver and fuel for a standard 10-hour daily rental.

Monthly Rates:

Starting from AED 15,500 to AED 22,500

Ideal for long-term projects, staff transportation, or continuous transportation needs. Includes a professional driver and fuel for a standard 10-hour daily rental, six days a week, and up to 5,000 kilometers per month.

 

Key Features:

Comfortable Seating: Accommodates 35 to 45 passengers.

Well-Maintained Buses: Air-conditioned and in excellent condition.

Professional Drivers: Experienced and reliable.

Comprehensive Insurance: All-inclusive coverage for your peace of mind.

Flexible Rental Durations: Tailored to meet your specific needs.

Note: Prices are approximate and may vary based on rental duration, seasonal demand, and additional services requested. For precise rates and to customize your rental package, please contact Aj EPIC Bus Rental directly.

This detailed guide provides an overview of the costs and services associated with renting a 50-seater bus in Dubai, helping you make an informed decision for your transportation needs.

Mini Bus Rental Rates for Dubai and Other Emirates with a Driver

How much does it cost to rent a 30-seater bus in Dubai?

The cost of renting a 30-seater bus in Dubai varies based on several factors. Ideal for groups of 14 to 20 passengers with luggage, the daily rate typically ranges from AED 700 to AED 1,100. This rate includes a professional driver, fuel, and Salik charges.

Comprehensive Rental Details for 20 to 30-Seater Minibuses for 13 to 20 People:

1. Daily Rates: Starting from AED 750 to AED 1,150ServiceRate (AED)DetailsOne-Way Transfer within Dubai (Arrival)AED 735Arrival service.One-Way Transfer within Dubai (Departure)AED 500Departure service.5-Hour Transfer within Dubai (Lunch & Dinner)AED 750Transfers for lunch & dinner.10-Hour Tour within DubaiAED 950Includes multiple location visits.10-Hour Out-of-Town Tour (Abu Dhabi & Sharjah)AED 1,150Out-of-town tours included.Additional Hourly RateAED 85For each hour exceeded.

Great for day trips, special events, or one-time transportation needs. The package includes a skilled driver and fuel for a standard 10-hour rental.

2. Weekly Rates:

Starting from AED 4,200 to AED 6,000

Perfect for week-long events, corporate functions, or short-term projects. Driver and fuel are included for a standard 10-hour daily rental.

3. Monthly Rates:

Starting from AED 9,500 to AED 13,500

Ideal for long-term projects, staff transportation, or continuous transportation needs. Includes a professional driver and fuel for a standard 10-hour daily rental, six days a week, and up to 5,000 kilometers per month.

 

Key Features:

Comfortable Seating: Accommodates 14 to 22 passengers.

Well-Maintained Buses: Air-conditioned and in excellent condition.

Professional Drivers: Experienced and reliable.

Comprehensive Insurance: All-inclusive coverage for your peace of mind.

Flexible Rental Durations: Tailored to meet your specific needs.

Note: Prices are approximate and may vary based on rental duration, seasonal demand, and additional services requested. For accurate rates and to customize your rental package, please contact Aj EPIC Bus Rental directly.

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Email: Info@ajepic.com