Benefits of Using Marine Software to Streamline Business Operations
Imagine centralizing your business operations, tracking inventory levels and shipping schedules in real-time so you can make quick and informed decisions. Imagine being able to streamline your operations and increase productivity, all while reducing errors and saving time and money – just a few of the many unspoken advantages of using marine dealership software
In this blog post learn about the power of marine software to take your boatyard business to the next level.
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WIP excerpt for Marina; alpha Jazz, a dark alley, and a very pretty omega.
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“I’m sorry. You don’t have to answer that,” she says, because Red Hood is still breathing a little too rough, and his vocoder doesn’t sound quite right either. “I’m not trying to pressure you into naming anyone you don’t want known as a packmate or anything like–”
“There’s no one,” Red Hood says, and Jazz–pauses.
What? That’s–does he mean–
“What?” she says, because literally nothing else will come to mind.
“No one,” Red Hood repeats, voice rasping even through the vocoder. “No packmates. No one to pick me up. No one safe.”
A certain psychological profile, Jazz thinks distantly again, and only just manages to keep her teeth in her mouth.
She could bite him through the armor, she knows. Her alpha fangs can get through ecto-enforced armor, and even vigilante-grade kevlar isn’t going to measure up to that. She could bite him, and claim him, and take him home to her half-unpacked little shoebox apartment and let him nest down with every single piece of bedding and linens and clothing she owns and then use her liminal endurance to fuck him ‘til he’s well and truly satisfied and fat with as many pups as he wants from her, and secure in his place in a pack that would pick him up from beyond the damn grave, if it came to it.
She could do all that, so she definitely needs to stop thinking about it before she tries to.
Even if Red Hood’s heat pheromones are twisting with grief and pain, now, and bleeding it all sharper and harder and wider-spread, and all she can smell is an omega in need. An omega who needs a knot to satisfy him, and an alpha to claim him, and a pack to keep him.
She could just bite right through the collar of his jacket and armor and sink her teeth in, and–
“Oh, I don’t know if you should’ve told me that,” she only barely keeps her alpha voice out of saying, instinctively digging her nails into his very nice ass. “Not to imply I don’t appreciate the clear communication and your willingness to trust me with that information, just–”
“Put your fucking knot in me before I shoot you in it,” Red Hood snarls, and rips off one of the scent blockers under the high collar of his shirt and jacket.
Ah, Jazz realizes.
Those actually were holding back a lot of his scent, weren’t they.
A lot of it.
That’s . . . that’s definitely a lot of scent, yes.
“Ngh,” Jazz says faintly, and Red Hood–well, technically he headbutts her, but she’s pretty sure he just kind of forgot he was wearing the helmet and was trying to kiss her, since mostly it’s her mouth that takes the impact of it. “Filters. Filters.”
“Naw,” Red Hood breathes, and grips the back of her neck with both hands.
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people like to give callum brodie to jon and martin as an adopted son, which is valid and fun, but oliver and annabelle also have very ambiguous fates so I like to imagine them as britain's worst found family. famously good liar annabelle dragging famously bad liar oliver into a parent-teacher conference where they pretend to be married so they can talk to a school principal about why their "son" keeps meddling with building's fuse box whenever he's stressed.
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In an interview with TNA’s website during his run with the company, Roderick Strong opened up about his troubled upbringing. He revealed that a few of his family members were addicted to drugs, and there were times when he'd have to go to bed hungry because they couldn't afford food.
He was also largely friendless in his childhood, probably due to the family moving “maybe eight times throughout seven years”. While he played many sports, he never had the support of anyone and was never told he was good at anything until he tried wrestling.
Perhaps most shocking of all is that Roderick's mom spent time in jail for shooting his dad. Luckily it was non-fatal, but it’s still pretty impressive for Roderick to be as well-adjusted as he is with such a tough upbringing.
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