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Comet 13P/Olbers and the Black Eye Galaxy (M64) on August 25, 2024 // Dan Bartlett
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M64, NGC 4826  The Black Eye GalaxyÂ
Constellation  Coma Berenices
Distance: 24 million ly
April 16 to 18 2023 -Montcada i Reixac
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L'occhio nero di M64
La cosiddetta âgalassia occhio neroâ (per le cronache, rubricata con il nome di Messier 64) Ăš assai conosciuta tra gli astronomi perchĂ© per vederla â nella costellazione della Chioma di Berenice â basta un piccolo telescopio. Il soprannome deriva da una banda scura di polvere che passa davanti al centro galattico. Qui la vediamo in una immagine riprocessata del Telescopio Spaziale Hubble. PerâŠ
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The Black Eye Galaxy
The Black Eye Galaxy, M64 #astronomy #galaxy #black_eye #m
Messier 64 A Spiral Galaxy in Coma Berenices. Also known as NGC 4826 Image exposure:100.5 MinutesImage Size:34.3 x 26.9 arcminImage date:2023-05-18 I was planning for a three hour exposure of this super-interesting galaxy but the session was curtailed by cloud interference, nothing new there, so I achieved just one hour and 40 minutes. Messier 64 is called the Black Eye Galaxy because of theâŠ
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#amateur astronomy#Astronomy#Black Eye Galaxy#coma berenices#Cosmic Focus Observatory#cosmos#deep sky#Featured#image#M64#Messier 64#nature#Nebula#photography#science#Skywatcher EQ6-R#Skywatcher esprit 120#space#Universe#ZWO ASI071
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M64, the Evil Eye Galaxy, using data collected, calibrated, and colored by me and a pair of classmates
To those of whom the following makes sense, this was taken using 3 filters: red exp time 90s, green exp time 120s, blue exp time 180s.
RA: 12h 57' 53" DEC: 21â° 33' 22.5"
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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Seekers of Soul
[Chapter 64]
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Tobias and Nia introduce Junie and Samir to the guild.
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Samir stands strong in the wake of Niaâs enthusiasm. Her tail is a blur as she bombards the poor skiddo with questions that they struggle to answer with a simple yes or no.
âSo thatâs the mystery visitor?â Junie whispers, fluttering onto Tobiasâ shoulder.
âYeah. A Seeker we worked with in Fort Asra,â Tobias whispers back.
âYou donât seem as thrilled as Nia about them showing up here.â
Tobiasâ mouth flattens as he tries to figure out his feelings on Samirâs sudden appearance.
On one hand, Tobias actually liked working with Samir. Theyâre competent at their job, and their personality isnât insufferable like Andyn or some other Seekers heâs met over the years.
On the other hand, Tobias hasnât forgotten that Nia offered Samir a place in the guild, and potentially on their team. Logically, Tobias shouldnât be against the idea of more team members, but he still feels a littleâŠterritorial, maybe? Of his current team with Nia. He doesnât want anything or anyone to intrude on the partnership theyâve built.
Then again, theyâve already got Junie and Fidel tagging along to the mountains, so what difference would one more Pokemon really make?
Tobias shakes his head. Heâs getting ahead of himself.
âNo, I like them,â Tobias admits. âJustâŠsurprised to see them here so suddenly.â
Junie hums, but doesnât push further.
Samir interrupts Niaâs chatter by holding up a hoof. Then they use their teeth to carefully pull a rolled-up tube of papers out of the side of their pack, holding the makeshift scroll out to her.
Nia blinks, then takes the offered papers and unrolls them to read. Tobias walks closer to read over her shoulder, giving Samir a cordial nod of greeting first.
Heâs unsurprised to see that the first page is an official guild form. A transfer form, for Samir to join or create their own team here at the Lexym Guild.
Tobiasâ stomach sinks. Looks like he was right. And he doesnât really hate the ideaâor at least he shouldnât. Samir is just about the best option they could ask for when looking for a third teammate, butâŠ
Itâs just weird to think about having another official member on their team. It would change everything about their dynamic and how they run missions. No more Tobias and Nia. Instead, it would be Tobias, Nia, and Samir.
Tobias forces himself to continue reading with a neutral expression. The letter stipulates that Samir can officially leave the jurisdiction of their old guild and join the Lexym Guild as long as they get Augustâs approval. Which, judging by the leafy stamp at the bottom of the page beside Augustâs sloppy signature, they already did.
Thereâs a second sheet below the first, and Nia flips to it, only to find an additional request form to join Team Scarlet specifically. Samirâs signature sits at the bottom of the page, in even messier handwriting. Thereâs an empty space above it for Nia and Tobiasâ signatures, if they approve.
As one, they all look up at Samir.
The skiddo is clearly nervous, as much as they try to hide it. They gesture again at the papers. Nia flips to the final page, which is covered in blunt, shaky Ordirune, likely penned by the tip of Samirâs hoof. Itâs so messy itâs almost childlike, but itâs legible.
I WOULD LIKE TO REQUEST TO JOIN TEAM SCARLET OFFICIALLY. I BELIEVE WE WORK WELL TOGETHER AFTER OUR PARTNERSHIP IN FORT ASRA.
NO OBLIGATION IF YOU DO NOT AGREE. I CAN FIND ANOTHER TEAM.
THANK YOU.
SAMIR
The blunt yet formal language actually gets a snort from Tobias, despite his mixed feelings about the whole situation. He really does like Samir. He justâŠneeds some time to think this over first.
âYou really want to join our team?â Nia asks, dumbfounded. Then a frown creases her face. âYouâre sure youâre all right leaving your old guild?â
Samir grimaces, then nods. Tobias remembers the words they scratched into the dirt during their stakeout in the desert, about the partner whoâd abandoned them after their injury made them mute.
DIDNâT WANT ME
Their partner and the guild as a whole were probably happy to be rid of Samir, if the skiddoâs judgement is accurate.
Tobias swallows down a growl. Samirâs old partner and guild are idiots for shunning the skiddo so blatantly. Especially considering how capable they are as a Seeker, mute or not.
Samir mustâve come straight here after finishing their duties in Fort Asra and putting the transfer paperwork through. It feelsâŠnot quite desperate, but close enough for sympathy to well up in Tobiasâ gut. He knows what itâs like to be disliked orâat bestâpitied by those around you. He can imagine itâs even worse for something you canât help, like losing your voice from an injury.
Still, Tobias is grateful that Nia looks at him before blurting out an answer, a question clear on her face. Tobiasâ expression must look as uncertain as he feels, because she doesnât even hesitate before turning back to Samir to say, âCould we talk it over on our own before giving you an answer, Samir?â
The skiddo nods, looking relieved that Tobias and Nia are going to consider the proposition at all. Then they turn to leave.
âWait!â Nia says, reaching for them. âWe need to talk before giving you an official answer, but youâre still our friend. You donât need to leave. I-If you want to stay, that is.â
Tobias can agree with that, at least, and shrugs casually when Samir looks at him.
âYeah! Come help us piece this monster of a bed together,â Junie says. âItâs craft time in here and boy are these two bad at it.â
âYou could help if weâre so terrible,â Tobias grumbles, brushing the rookidee off his shoulder and moving back to the half-assembled bed frame.
âThat peg is heavier than I am, Toby! What am I gonna do? Get squished? Not helpful. For your information, I am doing an excellent job at supervising.â
âYouâre doing an excellent job at being even more annoying than usual.â
As they bicker, Nia leads a hesitant Samir over to their operation, pointing out what theyâre doing: fitting wooden pieces together and building up the bedâs frame piece by piece. Once Samir has the gist, they jump in to help with a serious expression. Theyâre painfully earnest about it, too, as if this is a mission to prove their worth to the team as a whole.
Yeesh. Itâs a bit intense, even for Tobias.
âJeez, youâre a serious one, aintcha?â Junie asks, peering down at Samir from her âsupervising positionâ atop one post of the bed frame. âItâs all right to lighten up a bit, yâknow?â
Samir ignores the suggestion, shrugging uncomfortably
âToby said your nameâs Samir, right? Iâm Junie!â
Samir offers a distracted nod in greeting.
Junie is quiet for a moment, tilting her head one way and then the other. âSoâŠis the no-talking thing by choice, or..?â
Samir drops the wooden dowel theyâd been delicately holding in their teeth. Nia stammers something unintelligible.
âTheyâre mute,â Tobias cuts in, pointedly casual. âInjury.â
âOhh.â Junie nods. ââKay! Just curious. Guess that means you donât have vines to talk with, either.â
Tobias pauses in his own work, curious despite himself. Can skiddo learn vine whip?
Samir winces, then lifts their chin to tap at their throat. It takes Tobias a moment to understand what theyâre saying.
âYour injury?â Tobias guesses.
Most grass types do have the base of their vines somewhere around their throat. If Samirâs injury was bad enough to damage their vocal cords, itâs possible that it messed with other parts of their body as well.
How did they even survive that kind of injury?
Samir nods, confirming Tobiasâ guess. Then they focus back on their work with a steeliness that screams for Junie to stop talking about this.
So Junie, of course, keeps talking about it.
âOh. Have you ever tried talking with likeâŠmorse code or something? Oh! Or whistles? Sometimes mail âmon use different chirps and stuff to communicate codes instead of talking. Itâs super neat!â
Morse code? Tobias thinks Nia mentioned something similar during their stakeout in Asra. And the whistle idea isnât actually a bad suggestion, either.
Samirâs stiff posture eases as they blink at Junie, surprised. Whether by her easy acceptance or her surprisingly thoughtful ideas, Tobias isnât sure.
âOh, I hadnât thought of whistling!â Nia says, pausing in her own work. âCan you whistle, Samir? Or, like, click your tongue?â
Samir hesitates, looking between the three of them. Then, quietly, they click their tongue against the roof of their mouth. Once, twice.
Nia beams. âYou can!â
âTry to whistle,â Junie prompts.
Samirâs muzzle clearly isnât made for it, but after a few tries, they do manage to get a weak whistle out between forceful gusts of air.
âNow weâre in business!â Junie cheers. âThereâs gotta be some kind of Pokemon language set up for situations like this, right? I mean, some Pokemon donât even have mouths and I can say from personal experience that sign language isnât always an option.â
âI bet Avery or their dad would know!â Nia says, perking up at the chance to go to the archives and learn something new. âWould you be interested in that, Samir? Learning something like Morse code or whistle phrases so we could communicate a little easier?â
Samir, once again, looks blown away by the easy acceptance that Nia and Junie are offering. They swallow hard with suspiciously bright eyes, and nod.
âGreat! How about we stop by the archives right away once we get this built?â
âIf you get it built,â Junie corrects. âIâm down, though. I want the whole grand tour of this place!â
âOh, right! Did anyone give you a tour of the guild yet, Samir?â
Samir makes a so-so motion with their hoof. So likely a surface-level tour that covered the necessities, but nothing in-depth. August probably just assigned a random low-level Seeker to do the honors.
âWeâll show you around,â Tobias decides, grunting as he finally gets two wooden posts wedged together properly. He steps back to give it a look, nodding in satisfaction.
It thankfully doesnât take much longer to fit the bed frame together, and then Tobias, Nia, and Samir haul the surprisingly heavy mattress atop it. When thatâs done, Nia grabs the blankets theyâd pulled from storage during their previous trip to the guild, and throws them on top. The whole setup creates a strange but cozy-looking nest elevated a foot off the ground. Just high enough for Tobias to comfortably sit on. Itâs surprisingly large, too, easily big enough for both Nia and Tobias to curl up together. Samir could probably even squeeze in if they wanted to, and Junie could definitely find a spot.
While Tobias isnât sure how to feel about that mental picture, he canât deny the bed itself looks incredibly cozy. Heâs willing to give it a shot, after how soft it felt earlier.
âI am pumped to go to sleep tonight,â Junie says. âGood job, crew.â
âSame!â Nia says, sitting on the bed and looking pleased about its bounce. âTobias, Samir, are you two going to try it too?â
âIâll give it a shot,â Tobias says.
Samir looks surprised to be included, giving a noncommittal shrug and a shuffle of their hooves in an almost shy gesture.
With that task complete, they finally get to show Junie and Samir around the guild properly, starting on the bottom floor where the mission boards are stationed. They briefly explain the network of tunnels surrounding them, taking a few steps inside one so the newcomers can get the full effect. Junie is expectedly awed by the glowing crystals growing from the walls and floor and ceiling, but even Samir seems impressed by their quiet beauty.
Their group stops by the nursery floor, too, both to show it to Junie and Samir and so Tobias can check in on the shinx cubs. He isnât at all surprised to find that Asher has captivated the entire group of children, the zorua shifting between each childâs species with ease and delighting in their excited reactions. It feels strangely dreamlike when Asher turns into a fourth shinx cub at the othersâ behest, and Tobias leans over to bet Nia that theyâll use that ability to torment their older brother at least once. Nia laughs and doesnât take that bet.
Fidel is there too, the zoroark watching his son entertain the other children with a relieved smile as he sits next to Arlo. The drampa is keeping a watchful eye on the kids as usual, but heâs taking the opportunity to rest while Asher keeps them busy. The two older âmon wave at Tobias, Nia, Junie and Samir when they notice them lingering in the doorway, but otherwise donât move to approach.
Next, Tobias and Nia show off the cafeteria, Nia giggling as she regales them with their last mission on kitchen duty. After that, they show them the item dispensary floor and the training floor, too, which clearly catches Samirâs interest. Nia waves enthusiastically to Val when she spots the medicham across the room, supervising a mock battle between a treecko and a venonat. Val gives a slight upturn of her lips and a nod in return.
They do end up stopping by the archives as well, and Nia introduces the two newcomers to the archivists, Alistair the gardevoir and Tawny the ribombee. Tawny and Junie hit it off right away, tiny chatterboxes that they are, and Alistair is clearly intrigued by their quest for a non-verbal language that Samir could use to communicate easier.
The gardevoir disappears into the shelves with Nia and Samir in tow, and Tobiasâdespite his better judgementâstays behind to listen to Junie and Tawny ramble aboutâŠnesting on top of the library shelves?
Maybe he shouldâve went with the others.
Luckily, it doesnât take long for Alistair to return with Samir and Nia. The gardevoir has a book in his hands thatâs dusty from disuse, and while he sounds apologetic that he canât help much personally, he does comment that Avery actually knows a few rudimentary phrases of the whistle-based language contained within.
Samir still looks shocked by the easy, enthusiastic help that Nia and the others are offering, and Tobias feels a jab of anger towards the skiddoâs old guild. Seekers are supposed to help, regardless of the problem, and that includes their own members. Tobias should tell August to look into Samirâs old guild when this whole âworld-savingâ business is done. Something isnât right over there, and he knows August would take his concerns seriously.
Once theyâre done checking out the book, Tobias smothers his ire and leads their group farther up the tree, past the administrative floor and the Seeker quarters until they finally reach the medical wing. Fen is busy looking over a pair of Pokemon when they pass by, but Maggie immediately abandons what sheâs mixing up at the counter as soon as she notices their arrival.
âWelcome home!â The meganium says, happily returning the hugs Tobias and Nia press into her flowery mane. Then she looks over their heads and smiles. âAnd with two new faces! Would this happen to beâŠJunie? And Samir?â
âAre you a psychic type or did Toby just complain about me that much?â Junie asks, fluttering forward to land on Niaâs shoulder. Samir just looks surprised to be recognized at all.
Maggie stifles a laugh, a vine coming up over her mouth. âI assure you he only complained his usual amount, and Nia had all good things to say. Itâs lovely to meet you, dear.â
âYou too!â Junie chirps. âYou have excellent vibes, maâam. No idea how youâve dealt with Tobyâs nonsense for so many years.â
Maggie does laugh aloud this time, and Tobias rolls his eyes.
Nia waves Samir forward, and they hesitantly step closer.
âAnd you must be Samir,â Maggie says with a gentler smile. âItâs lovely to meet you as well, dear. Thank you for taking such good care of these two in Fort Asra.â
Samir ducks their head into a shy nod.
âDude, stop being so adorable,â Junie teases. âI wanna be the new favorite child.â
Samir hunches even more into themself. Tobias has to admit itâs kind of hilarious, after how stoic and sure of themself they were in Fort Asra. Clearly the new location and overwhelming friendliness is an environment theyâre much less confident in.
Tobias and Nia quickly catch Maggie up on their trip to Willâs settlement, and itâs only when Samir canât seem to hide a look of shock that Tobias realizes something: Samir wasnât aware of the whole world-saving business theyâd been assigned by Giratina. Samir didnât even know that Nia was human.
All things considered, Tobias thinks the skiddo is taking it rather well. Their brow is furrowed and their gaze is distant as they try to process everything, but they arenât sprinting from the room or visibly upset. Still, Nia and Maggie both seem concerned.
âSamir..?â Nia prompts.
Samir opens their mouth to speak before closing it again with a frustrated grunt. They shake their head and wave Nia off, as if to assure her that theyâre fine.
âGotta say,â Junie laughs, clearly enjoying the whole situation. âYouâre handling this whole, âThe world is ending and an eldritch god assigned us to save itâ thing better than I probably wouldâve all at once. Oh! And Nia being human. Iâm human too, if it matters.â
Samir once again loses their composure for a moment, eyes bulging as they look at Junie. Then they whip their head back to Nia and Tobias as if to ask if thereâs anything else earth-shattering they should know about.
Nia holds up her paws. âThatâs it! I promise!â
âFor now, at least,â Tobias adds.
Samirâs gaze goes distant again, as if already beholding the horrors that lie ahead.
âSure you still want to join this team?â Junie jokes.
âYeahhhâŠwe probably shouldâve warned you about, uh, all of that first,â Nia says, cringing. âUm. Youâre welcome to back out if itâs too much? Weâd understand.â
Maggie looks more surprised by the idea of Samir joining their team than by anything else in this conversation. She gives Tobias a probing, concerned look.
He shrugs, mouthing, Still deciding.
Maggieâs expression softens, and she mouths back, Tell me if you need to talk.
Tobias nods, relieved that she knows him so well. He doesnât know if heâll take her up on the offer, but itâs always good to be reminded that itâs an option.
Samir, on the other hand, is clearly still riding the waves of all the information just dumped on them. But after a minute of silent thought, they finally shake their head, tap the ground twice, and nod. Their expression is determined.
âYou want to help?â Tobias guesses.
Samir nods again.
Nia brightens. âThen weâre happy to have you along! Though it is unfortunate that weâre heading somewhere so cold right off the bat, since youâre a grass type. Will you be okay up in the mountains?â
âYou can pick up a cloak from Veraâs winter storage before we go,â Tobias says. âBut Niaâs right. Itâll still be rough on you and Junie in particular thanks to your typings.â
Samir doesnât seem overly concerned by the terrain theyâll be facing. If anything, they simply look deep in thought, as if strategizing what theyâll need to combat the harsh environment. Tobias canât help admiring that, even if itâs what he expected of the skiddo after Fort Asra. Samir doesnât balk from a challenge, even if that challenge may decide the fate of the world.
Their group spends a bit more time with Maggie before heading back downstairs to the Seeker quarters. Nia wants to see if Xanderâs team has returned yet since itâs nearing late afternoon.
Instead of Xander, itâs Andyn who Tobias runs right into while rounding a corner of the hallway.
Oh, perfect. The gods are laughing at Tobias in their sleep.
Andyn backsteps. âOh, sorry, Iâ"
She cuts herself off as she realizes who she bumped into, and her expression darkens. The deerling stalks past Tobias and the others without a word.
âWait, Andynââ Nia says.
âWeâre busy, Nia.â
Nia falls silent, wilting. Tobias is tempted to snarl something after Andyn, but heâs distracted by Ezra and Jaz, who are hurrying after their team leader from the direction of their room. The two âmon pause once they see Tobias, Nia and their tagalongs.
âOh, hey!â Ezra says, grinning with his sharp sneasel teeth. âDidnât know you were back already!â
âIs she still in a mood?â Tobias asks, crossing his arms. âItâs been like a week.â
Jaz sighs. âNo, sheâs been okay. Probably just wasnât happy to see you again so soon, Tobias.â
âShe can really hold a grudge,â Ezra adds cheerfully. Then his eyes land on Samir and Junie. âOoh, new faces! You two friends with Nia and Tobias?â
âWe are!â Junie chirps, puffing out her chest with pride. âNameâs Junie. Thatâs Samir. Iâm guessing that ray of sunshine was your teammate?â
Jaz gives her a regretful smile. âI promise sheâs not normally like that. Sheâs just trying to untangle someâŠunpleasant emotions that Tobias brought out last week.â
âDoesnât mean she has to ignore Nia to do that,â Tobias grumbles.
âNah, but she probably finds it easier to push you both away rather than trying to sidestep one half of a team,â Ezra says. âAfter all, youâre pretty much joined at the hip nowadays. Sheâll figure it out eventually, Nia. Try not to take it personally.â
âThatâs stupid,â Junie scoffs. âWhy shouldnât Nia take it personally? We shouldnât just have to deal with miss priss acting like a brat because Toby made her think about something she didnât want to hear.â
Jaz winces. The stuffulâs usual composure falters with guilt. Nia looks like sheâs about to protest, but Jaz cuts her off. âNo no, sheâs right. WeâŠprobably enable Andyn more than we should.â
âSheâs never gonna stop being a brat if you donât put your foot down,â Tobias agrees.
Ezra and Jaz exchange a look.
âYouâre right,â Ezra says, chuckling. âBut itâs just easier to ride it out sometimes, yâknow? Andyn can be a lot, but sheâs still our best friend. It can be hard standing up to her when sheâs upset.â
Samir nods immediately in understanding, and once again Tobias wants to meet the skiddoâs former partner. Just to talk. And maybe punch a little.
âEz! Jaz! Câmon!â
Andynâs voice rings out from the hall behind them, and Tobias huffs. Not even doubling back to grab her teammates? Coward.
âSorry, gotta go,â Ezra says. âBut we need to catch up when this all blows over!â
âStay safe,â Jaz adds.
And then the two Pokemon are gone, hurrying after Andyn. Thereâs a moment of quiet.
âWell, that doesnât seem like a very healthy team dynamic,â Junie chirps from Niaâs shoulder.
Nia makes a sound in her throat like she wants to agree, but doesnât want to badmouth her friend. âAndynâs dealing with a lot of pressure from her parents. Iâm sure sheâll figure it out soon!â
Tobias doesnât argue, knowing a futile battle when he sees one. Instead, he pushes past the encounter to lead their group to Team Shellshockâs quarters. Much as Tobias didnât get along with Xander in the past, at least he can count on the luxio to actually act like an adult.
When they get there, the teamâs door is halfway open, and inside Tobias spots Xander removing items from Team Shellshockâs satchel, Avery logging something onto their team badges, and Felix flopping down into a nest with a relieved sigh. Looks like they just got back from a long day.
Xanderâs ears twitch before Tobias can knock, and he looks up with a warm smile. âHey. Almost didnât recognize you two with an extra set of hooves along for the ride. Come on in.â
They do so, Nia going straight for a hug that Xander returns with a loud purr.
Kry, munching on a yache berry against the far wall, locks onto the new faces of the group immediately. âWho are you two?â
Junie perks up, fluttering forward to perch on a windowsill by the fraxure. âIâm Junie! Mail âmon in training.â
Kry loses interest immediately. She looks at Samir instead.
Samir straightens up, glancing at Nia in an almost panicked fashion.
âOh!â Nia pulls out of the hug to gesture towards the skiddo. âAnd this is Samir. They just transferred here from another guild.â
âYou battle?â Kry asks.
Samir blinks, but nods.
Kry bares her teeth in a grin. âConsider me your next opponent, then. I wanna see your battle technique after being trained by a different set of mentors.â
âThatâs her way of making new friends,â Felix whisper-yells to Samir.
Samir looks uncomfortable being the center of attention, but they hesitantly nod.
âSo whatâs your deal?â Junie asks. âYouâre only friends with people you can fight?â
Kry shrugs. âYou donât impress me much if you donât.â
Oh. Oh, that was the wrong thing to say to Junie.
The rookidee narrows her eyes. Then, quick as a flash, she lunges, grabs the last of Kryâs berryâalmost half her sizeâand flies out the open door.
Kry blinks, hand still curled around an invisible berry.
Felix barks a laugh, and Niaâs giggles follow shortly after. Xander and Avery look just as stunned as Kry.
Tobias grins. Okay, he can see the humor in Junieâs antics when they arenât being directed at him.
âHey!â Kry yells, bolting out of the room. âI am going to murder you, you ball of feathers!"
Samir looks genuinely concerned by the threat, but Felix waves them off. âShe wonât actually hurt her. She knows sheâd get a scolding for that.â
Tobias snorts. âYou should be more worried about Kry, honestly. Junieâs a menace.â
Felixâs fluffy ears perk, the wartortle clearly delighted by that tidbit of information. âReally. Well, thatâs a fun development. Iâm guessing this is the same Junie you all met back in Ghatha?â
âYeah!â Nia says. âAnd Samir is the skiddo we met in Fort Asra.â
âSounds like youâve been as busy as ever,â Avery says. The kirlia folds into a sit with unnatural grace, patting the ground for Nia and the others to join them. âFeel like sharing?â
âOoh, yeah! You two always get into the craziest binds,â Felix says, scooting closer. âWhatâve you been up to this time?â
Tobias and Nia exchange a look, then start on the (abridged) version of their trip to the human settlement. While they donât go into detail on why exactly they visited Kaleido Bay, Nia does make sure to thank Team Shellshock for their gift of an all power-up orb.
Who knows if they wouldâve been able to defeat Dismas without it.
Xander just sighs at that, giving them a tired smile. âSometimes I donât know whoâs pushing me towards gray fur fasterâyou two or the cubs. Iâm glad we could help, though.â
âNow I feel like we need to supply you more often to ensure your safety,â Avery says, only half-teasing. âA weekly care package, perhaps?â
âThat wonât be necessary!â Nia laughs, waving the kirlia off. âUm. Probably not, at least.â
Tobias snorts. âWith our track record? Wouldnât be the worst idea.â
Even Samir has a long-suffering expression of agreement on their face, and theyâve only been with Tobias and Nia for one life-threatening scenario.
âI guess it makes sense youâd run into trouble so often when you travel as much as you two do,â Felix says. âActually, do you mind me asking why you travel so much? Iâve been wondering. Most teams stay closer to home, especially this early in your career.â
Nia opens her mouth to answer, then hesitates. She glances at Samir, recently roped into the whole âworld-savingâ business, then gives Tobias an unsure, questioning look. He shrugs in response. Nia is the one with the personal quest from Giratina, and these are Niaâs friends before his. She gets to decide who she clues into the reality of their situation. Heâs honestly kind of surprised she hasnât done so already.
After an awkward moment of silence, Nia says, âItâsâŠactually kind of complicated. I didnât want to tell you guys if I didnât have to worry you, but it might be good for you to know.â
The quiet flap of wings interrupts before Nia can go any further. Junie glides causally into the room, perching on Niaâs shoulder with berry juice staining the feathers around her beak. Smugness radiates from her like a visible thing.
âHey.â
Felix raises his brows, clearly impressed. âHey. I see you survived Kryâs rampage?â
Junie laughs. âSheâs so clumsy! I thought sheâd give me a better chase, honestly. Sheâs even easier to rile up than Toby.â
Right on cue, Kry comes crashing into the room, breathing hard with rage in her eyes. She locks onto Junie. âYou.â
âNo murdering, Kry,â Felix drawls.
Kry glares at the wartortle, but then looks at Xander as if to verify.
The luxio sighs. âNo murder, Kry.â
The fraxure growls. âMeet me in the arena, you little puff of air.â
Junie puts on a show of considering the idea, then smirks. âNah.â
For a moment, Kry looks like sheâs actually going to lunge. Junie snuggles closer to Niaâs neck, apparently safe in the knowledge that somebody will stop any actual assault.
âSit down and breathe, Kry,â Avery says, somehow managing to sound sympathetic rather than patronizing.
Kry stares at the kirlia for a moment, then huffs and stalks over to the alcove in the wall that Tobias has seen her use before. She flops into it, tail tip flicking with irritation.
âNow, what were you saying, Nia?â Avery prompts.
Nia glances at Samir again, as if asking whether theyâre glad Nia told them the truth about everything. Samir seems surprised to be part of this decision, but gives a nod of encouragement.
Nia takes a deep breath. âWellâŠitâs about the world, actually. Everything thatâs been going wrong with it. Mystery dungeons, natural disasters, the legendaries, evolution. How everything is breaking down. Weâre sort ofâŠlooking into how to stop it?â
Team Shellshock clearly isnât expecting this to be the reason for Tobias and Niaâs constant traveling and danger-prone adventures. Their expressions shift from surprise to solemn interest. Even Kry turns over with a frown on her face.
So once again, Tobias and Nia explain everything. About Giratina, about the weakening dimensional border, and about their mission to find Xerneas so she can stop everything from falling apart. Tobiasâ throat is dry by time theyâre finished.
âSamir just learned about all of this, too,â Nia adds, glancing at the skiddo. âTheyâre going to come with us to the mountains to help look for Yveltal.â
Samir nods.
At that, Avery surfaces from their pool of deep thought. Surprisingly, their first question isnât directed at Nia or Tobias, but Samir. âApologies for being so blunt, Samir, but are you mute?â
Samirâs jaw tightens, but they nod.
âOh! Yeah! We stopped by the archives earlier and talked to your dad!â Nia says, perking up. âWe were hoping to figure out an easier way for Samir to communicate with us, so he gave us a book about whistle-based language and told us that you already know some phrases. Would you mind helping us get started on the basics while weâre still here at the guild?â
Avery mirrors Niaâs excitement. âOh, of course not! Iâm afraid I donât know a lot, but I was curious a few years ago and dove into researching the language for a week or two. Xander figured it might be helpful to know a few non-spoken codes for missions, so we actually all know some short commands.â
Avery gives Xander a soft look, as if thankful for his support. In response, the luxio looks away with pinned ears and an embarrassed little smile. Ugh. Theyâre so gross together.
âWeâll only be here for a couple of days, though,â Nia says. âSo we wonât have a lot of time to practice before then.â
âOh!â Felix straightens up. âYou could come with us tomorrow morning for a joint mission! If you donât have plans already.â
âThat would give us a bit of time to practice before you leave,â Avery murmurs.
Tobias blinks at them. âA joint mission?â
Even Nia looks surprised by the proposal after Andynâs reluctance to team up last week. Xanderâs team is even B-rank, a full two ranks above Team Scarlet.
âAs long as you donât slow us down, I donât care,â Kry grumbles from her little cave.
âItâd be fun to see you two in action,â Felix says. âEspecially since Nia apparently takes down steelixes in her spare time.â
Nia smiles bashfully, and Tobias rolls his eyes. He knows the wartortle flirts with everything that moves (and probably things that donât, if a particularly shiny cascoon caught his eye), but somehow itâs even more irritating when directed at Nia.
âWe were planning to go after an outlaw who was spotted nearby,â Avery says. âBut he is at a high C-rank level.â
âOh,â Nia says, the jump in difficulty clearly intimidating her. She glances at Tobias.
âFeel free to say no,â Xander stresses. âWe can always pick a lower-level mission. Itâs difficult enough just working with a new team member.â
Tobias fights down the urge to bristle at that comment. He has to tell himself that Xander is just being considerate of their lower rank, and maybe a bit overprotective of Nia. Itâs a reasonable concern, after all, not an insult to their skills.
However, what Tobias thinks but doesnât say is that a high C-rank mission would only be two ranks above the tasks theyâre supposed to be taking at this point. Tobias is pretty sure theyâve gotten so strong so quickly in part because they keep running into (and barely surviving) situations far above their pay grade.
Tobias looks at Nia. She still seems unsure, but with her anything that isnât an outright no usually just means sheâs nervous.
Tobiasâ own knee-jerk reaction is to say no to joining the other team at all, butâŠwell, the mission with Team Evergreen was fine, other than Andyn being insufferable. And Tobias actually learned a lot while sparring with Team Shellshock last week. It would be a good opportunity for Samir to get a crash-course in whistle communication with Avery, too.
Finally, Tobias looks to Samir. The skiddo looks back, seemingly fine with whatever they decide.
âWe can handle it,â Tobias decides. âWhat kind of outlaw are we talking about here?â
âA victreebel,â Avery answers. âHe was seen yesterday near the mystery dungeon that opened up last week after the earthquake.â
âAnd since heâs a grass type, itâd be extra nice to have a fire âmon on this mission,â Felix teases, leaning over to nudge Tobias with a friendly elbow.
Oh. That sentiment makes Tobias feelâŠweird. Lexym Pokemon never want a fire type around.
Tobias isnât really sure how to respond, so he just shrugs and looks down to fiddle with his scarf.
âWell, Iâll leave the whole âfighting bad guysâ thing to you, then,â Junie says, unbothered. âThis girl ainât built for battle. I think Iâll explore the guild some more while youâre gone. See if Asherâs rallied the kids into an army yet.â
âCoward,â Kry growls.
âMeathead,â Junie retorts.
Kry snarls. Junie bats her eyes.
âAnyways,â Nia says, clapping to get everyoneâs attention. âDo you know anything about the dungeon, since heâs probably hiding in there?â
Team Shellshock goes into debriefing mode, explaining that the dungeon has taken on a rocky jungle atmosphere, with lots of grass, bug and ground types. The two teams solidify their plan to meet up in the psychic wing at dawn for an easy teleportation to the edge of the dungeon.
Afterwards, Tobias, Nia, Junie and Samir head out, seeing as evening is setting in and fatigue is visibly weighing on Team Shellshockâs shoulders. Nia suggests they grab food from the cafeteria to take back to Team Scarletâs room for supper, then relax for the rest of the night.
They do so, settling down in their room with steaming bowls balanced atop wooden trays. Supper tonight is a hearty stew to combat the cooling fall weather, and they gobble down their bowls with a side of fresh bread and cheese.
During the meal, Nia wonders whether Samir needs their own scarf or badge before tomorrowâs mission, which makes Tobias pause. The skiddo is still wearing the same scarf they had in Fort Asra: a dark green bandana that blends into the leafy mane around their neck and covers up the scar hidden underneath.
Huh. Another similarity between them.
âCan you even get those if you arenât officially part of a team yet?â Junie asks with a tilt of her head. âI mean, since youâre still deciding and allâŠâ
Speaking of whichâthey need to talk that over, too. Which is decidedly harder to do when Samir and Junie are right there. Despite the easy atmosphere of the meal, Tobias feels a fresh ache of longing for the simplicity of when it was just him and Nia.
âThey should be able to give you a scarf at least,â Tobias hedges. âItâd be nice to be able to match when weâre outside the Haven, in case we get separated.â
Samir nods, something like relief in their expression. Although Tobias has a feeling itâs more that theyâre ready to leave their old scarfâand the memories attached to itâbehind, rather than them being afraid of getting separated from the team.
Junie looks between Samir and Tobias. âWould we get that on the item floor? If thatâs where we can grab cloaks and snowshoes and stuff, too, then me and Samir can go get those together!â
Tobias blinks, surprised by her initiative. âThatâŠcould work, yeah.â
Samir seems reluctant to be partnered off alone with someone they arenât familiar with, but the skiddo nods before Nia can act on their discomfort. Good. If Samir and Junie take care of grabbing those items, then Tobias and Nia will have a few minutes alone to talk about Samirâs potential placement on the team.
Tobias nods his approval. âYou remember which floor it is? Rainer will probably be there on his evening shift. Heâs a politoed. Talk to him and he can get you a scarf and directions to Vera to pick up some snow gear.â
Junie salutes with a wing. âAye-aye, capân! Câmon, Samir!â
Junie doesnât wait for a response, flapping into the air and flying out of the room. Samir scrambles to their feet, nearly knocking over their empty bowl. They look wide-eyed between the door and Nia and Tobias.
Tobias raises a brow, tilting his head as if to say, âGo on.â
Samir hesitates for a moment longer before hurrying after Junie.
Nia giggles. âTheyâre quite the pair.â
Tobias snorts. âJunie certainly talks enough for the both of them.â
Then, he turns to Nia, expression falling serious. For a moment, Nia seems confused by the sudden shift in atmosphere. But then she glances at the door, and realization dawns. She sets her own empty bowl aside and turns to face him as well.
âYou want to talk about Samir, Iâm guessing.â
Tobias nods. âJunie gave us the chance. Might as well take it.â
âAll right. WellâŠwhat do you think about them joining our team? You can tell me if you donât want them to. This feels like a big decision, so I think it should be unanimous.â
Tobias releases a breath he hadnât realized heâd been holding. Heâs relieved that Niaâs aware of the significance of this decision and seemingly willing to take a No without complaint. âSamirâŠwouldnât be the worst choice for a partner. Not by a long shot.â
âBut?â
âButâŠâ Tobias hesitates, feeling a flush come to his face. How does he phrase this without it sounding pathetic? âIt would be reallyâŠdifferent. From how itâs been so far.â
Nia makes an encouraging sound in her throat.
âI know we end up with other âmon more often than not,â Tobias says, slowly picking his words. âAnd Iâve gotten used to Junie being around so much, butâŠâ
âBut itâd still be different,â Nia summarizes. âBetween us. Junie will go home eventually. Samir wouldnât.â
Tobias nods. âItâs justâŠa different dynamic. You and I are partners. I lead a lot of the time, but you know how to lead if you need to. And I donât have to think about you just following an order without thought because Iâm your âleader.â Samir, thoughâŠâ
Nia tilts her head thoughtfully. âThey have kind of been defaulting to whatever we want them to do ever since they showed up here.â
âI think theyâre just desperate to make a good impression, after their last guild experience,â Tobias mutters.
âIâŠdonât think youâre wrong. But I think theyâd put their foot down if they really thought it was important to do so. They did that in Asra, right? They tried to stop you from going down into the mines.â
âTrue,â Tobias admits. âAnd we did work well together. They do a good job balancing out some of our impulsiveness.â
Niaâs mouth twitches with a smile. âWe do have a tendency to run headfirst into dangerous situations. They could help us slow down and think things through.â
A beat of silence. Tobias stares at Niaâs open expression.
âYou want Samir to join. Donât you?â
Nia shrugs. âI do. I think itâd be good for all of us, and I like them. But I donât want them to join if you donât want them to. Weâre partners, and this is a big decision. Itâs either two yeses or itâs a no.â
Tobias feels some of the tension bleed from his shoulders. Nia said the same thing not five minutes ago, but it reassures him to hear her say it again, and to hear it said so easily.
His opinion matters here.
âIf weâre going to have another teammate, Samir is about the best I could ask for,â Tobias admits. âItâs justâŠhard, knowing things will be different without knowing exactly how theyâll be different.â
âDifferent is scary,â Nia agrees. She holds out a paw.
Hardly hesitating, Tobias takes it. She squeezes his hand.
âMy vote is yes, but I donât want to rush you,â Nia says. âTake your time. Samir is patient. They know this is a big decision.â
âBut itâs not fair to string them along, either,â Tobias mumbles. Especially not after their last terrible partner.
âYouâre not stringing them along. You just arenât sure. Itâs okay to take your time making a decision.â
Tobias takes a breath and nods. Nia waits with him in silence, her thumb stroking the back of his hand in a soothing gesture.
Tobias is no closer to a decision when Nia speaks again. âHow about a trial period?â
âA trial period?â
âYeah! We have Samir join us for now, but kind of likeâŠon probation? They can help us while we save the world, and then if everythingâs still good afterwards and we both agree on it, they can join officially!â
ThatâŠdoesnât sound too terrible. Tobias knows that itâs just another way of pushing the decision off until later, but heâs too relieved by the suggestion to care. Somehow, knowing that it isnât quite permanent helps. âOkay. Yeah, letâs do that. Letâs run it by them and if theyâre okay with that, then I am too.â
Nia beams. âGreat! Thanks, Tobias.â
âFor what?â
âFor giving this a shot,â Nia clarifies. âI know itâs hard for you to open up to people.â
The casual familiarity of that remark makes something like embarrassment balloon in Tobiasâ chest. He gives Niaâs paw one last squeeze before pulling away.
Then his eyes land on their satchel, where heâd gently set it against the wall earlier today.
Oh. This might be the last time theyâre alone for a while. And Tobias does not want Junie here for an exchange thatâs already likely to be mortifying.
âClose your eyes,â Tobias says, getting up and moving to rummage through their bag.
âWhat?â
âTrust me. Iâve got a surprise.â
And there it is, wrapped up and carefully stashed away at the bottom of the bag. Tobias pulls the paper-wrapped object out and holds it behind his back, careful with the heft of it. He feels a flutter of nervous excitement in his gut.
Niaâs head is turned his way, a confused smile on her face, but her eyes are closed. âA surprise?â
Tobias makes a quiet noise of agreement, sitting down in front of her again. âHold out your paws.â
Nia does so. âWhatâs the occasion?â
Tobias pauses, something like âThanks for being my partnerâ running through his head before he shoves away the mushy thought.
âNo reason,â he grunts. âJust wanted to. Donât make a big deal out of it.â
Tobias sets the gift in her paws.
Nia is clearly surprised by the weight of it. Her eyes open, and she blinks down at the package before tentatively starting to unwrap it.
Tobias holds his breath, heart pounding.
As soon as the first sheen of blue shows through, Nia gasps. She speeds up as she unwraps the rest of it, until she can cradle the glass in her paws like itâs the greatest treasure in the universe.
âThe sculpture from Kaleido Bay?â Nia murmurs. She looks up to stare at Tobias.
âUh. Yeah. You seemed like you really liked it? And itâs not like Iâm doing anything important with my personal funds, soâ"
Niaâs lip wobbles as tears fill her eyes.
For a heartbeat, Tobias panics. She said she liked it, right? Did he misunderstand? Heâs already calculating how quickly he can rip it from her paws and chuck it out the window.
But then Niaâs gently setting the statue aside and yanking him into a hug.
Oh.
Slowly, Tobias returns the gesture, flushing. He always forgets how soft Niaâs fur is, cool against his warmer skin. âDoes that mean you like it?â
âI love it! You didnât have to do that.â
Tobias huffs a laugh. There are obvious tears in her voice. âI mean, I can always send it back?â
âDonât you dare,â Nia mumbles, sniffling into his shoulder. âThis is the first decoration we even have for this place.â
Tobias laughs, and Nia pulls away, keeping her paws on his arms as she smiles at him, soft and sweet. âThank you, Tobias. Really. Youâre the best.â
Tobias canât handle her looking at him like that, so he coughs and reaches to pick up the statue, pretending to check it for cracks. Luckily, it looks like it survived the journey perfectly intact, delicate flame-likes wisps arcing up without flaw.
Niaâs smile turns confused as she takes it back from him. âWait, but you didnât buy it while we were at the stand. When did youâ" Nia cuts herself off. âWhen you went back to get Ricoâs name?!â
Tobias laughs. âYeah, his nameâs not Rico.â
Nia looks somewhere between scandalized and delighted, and settles on breaking into laughter. Itâs unfortunate that she has to stifle it a moment later to spare her ribs, but even through the pain the giant smile never leaves her face. Her ruby eyes linger on the statue in her paws, soft and admiring.
âThank you,â she whispers again.
Tobias feels the heat return to his face. He shrugs.
He basks in a quiet wash of pride for the next few minutes, as Nia babbles on about where to display the glass piece. Eventually, she settles on the bookcase set against the wall, still woefully empty. The statue is placed in the center of the top shelf, an eye-catching blue against the warm wood. It glistens in the dying sunset.
Shortly after, Junie and Samir make their return. Junie flutters into the room unhindered, but Samir follows with a bulging sack slung over their shoulders.
âWeâre back!â
âTook you a while,â Tobias notes.
Junie laughs as she settles onto the bed frame. âSamir took forever finding the perfect cloak for themself and snowshoes for you guys. The measurements couldnât be off by even a centimeter.â
Samir gives Junie a dry look as they sling the sack to the ground, tugging it open so Tobias and Nia can see the wooden snowshoes and snowcloak stuffed inside. Tobias knows that expression well, though. Junie is growing on Samir, much as they might not want to admit it.
The skiddo also has a scarlet red scarf tied around their neck, replacing their old green one. Something about seeing their teamâs color on a new âmon does make Tobias feel proud, like Samir joining permanently might not be so scary. This could be their third team member one day. They are their third team member, at least for now.
Tobias tears his gaze away to examine Samirâs haul. Nia is already oohing and ahhing over the construction of the little snowshoes brought back for them. They are impressive, the outer ring made with some kind of hardwood, and the inner âwebbingâ a crisscross of reinforced string shot. A similar string shot strap, thicker and wider, is attached to the side of the shoes to secure them onto their feet. Theyâre well-made, as far as Tobias can tell, but thatâs not a surprise with Vera in charge of accessories at the guild. The leavanny is a professional.
While theyâre busy examining their new gear, Junie spots Niaâs gift. She flies closer to get a better look at it.
âWhoa, whereâd this come from?â
Nia eagerly bounds over to show it off. âTobias got it for me in Kaleido Bay! He surprised me with it while you guys were gone. There was this little glassblowing shop there andâ"
Tobias is expecting the smug, irritating look Junie sends him as Nia rambles on. As the riolu picks up the statue to show to Samir, Junie flutters on top of the bed post closest to Tobias, and leans over to whisper, âNice work, Romeo. That was actually pretty sweet.â
Tobias doesnât know what a âRomeoâ is, but he catches the implication and bats her off the post so she bounces off the nestâthe bedâwith a shriek of laughter.
Thankfully, Nia canât gush about the gift forever, though Tobias keeps catching her giving it happy glances even after putting it back. Each time, something warm blossoms in his chest all over again, pleased with his impulsive decision even if his personal funds are nearly empty.
Worth it.
As they all settle in for the night, Nia is the first to approach the lingering question in the air.
âOh! Samir, we talked while you two were out. About you joining the team.â
Samir stops in the middle of unpacking their own bag, and despite the way they clearly try to appear casual, Tobias canât help thinking they look like theyâre bracing themself for a blow.
âIf youâre all right with it, weâd like to do a sort of, umâŠtrial run?â Nia says. âWe loved working with you in Fort Asra! But we just want to make sure weâre a good fit before deciding for sure. We were thinking weâd see how the trip to Silenfroar and the whole world-saving business shakes out, then talk. Are you all right with that?â
Samir, thankfully, just looks relieved by her answer, as if they were expecting an outright no. They give her a nod, then glance at Tobias.
âItâs a big decision, adding a new team member,â Tobias says. âBut youâre definitely not the worst choice. Youâre very bearable compared to some âmon.â
Tobias gives Junie a pointed look, and she sticks her tongue out at him in return.
âYeah!â Nia says. âWelcome to the team, Samir. Patent pending, I guess. The scarf looks good on you!â
Samir straightens up, giving her a determined nod. As if to say they wonât regret giving Samir a chance.
From there, the rest of the evening is peaceful. Tobias digs out his guitar and rests against the side of their new bed as he picks idly at chords, trying not to feel self-conscious when both Junie and Samir watch with open curiosity.
Junie doesnât comment, though, instead following Niaâs lead and sprawling across their plush scarlet rug with the book theyâd picked up earlier in the archive. Together, the three of them flip through the pages of clicks and whistles, and start practicing basic phrases.
Yes and No are easy when you can see Samir nod or shake their head, but itâs good to have verbal cues ready, too, in case theyâre in a situation where they canât actually see the skiddo. The bookâs translation for No is a simple high note whistle that dips into a low note, and Yes is the same but with the two notes reversed. Junie picks it up immediately, while Nia and Samir struggle with molding their mouths into the right shapes.
Samir seems a little frustrated and embarrassed after their first few attempts, but Nia and Junie laugh it off, the little rookidee making fun of Nia for spitting everywhere until even Samir is fighting off a smile.
Tobias listens as he plucks at his guitar, committing the whistles to memory and silently practicing the mouth shapes alongside them.
Thatâs how they pass the evening until the first yawn floats across the room. Junie takes that as her cue to call it a night and dives into their new nest, using her beak to burrow underneath the blankets and pop out on the other side with her little face peeking out.
Nia follows shortly after, pulling Tobias with her. It takes a bit of convincing, but even Samir is dragged into the bed, and altogether itâs just large enough to fit the four of them. Nia and Tobias curl up close side-by-side, with Junie nesting in the crook of Niaâs neck. Samir shyly scoots to the edge of the bed, leaving a bit of space between them and the rest of the team, but they seem comfortable enough, if not a bit awkward.
As soon as Tobias lies down, he gets it. This is the comfiest thing heâs ever laid on in his life.
Heâs never going to be able to go back to a regular nest after this, is he?
âOh my God, this is the best thing ever,â Junie mumbles, sounding half-asleep already. âIâm gonna marry Hazel.â
Nia barks a laugh. âSheâs, like, a grandma, Junie! And already married!â
âThen grandpa better watch his back or Iâm gonna steal his woman.â
Nia snickers as Tobias snorts. Samir seems unsure how to respond, but Tobias can see them slowly relaxing in their little corner of the bed.
Junie asks Nia to tell her more about Hazel and her family, so Nia whispers about the raichu living in Afonâs Cap. Tobias listens with half-lidded eyes and takes in the darkness of the room, lit only by his tail flame and the moonlight filtering through the windowâs leaf curtain. All around him, heâs surrounded by softness and warmth.
Tobias drifts off quicker than he has in a long, long time.
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This magnificent spiral galaxy is Messier 64, often called the Black Eye Galaxy or the Sleeping Beauty Galaxy for its dark-lidded appearance in telescopic views. The spiral's central region, about 7,400 light-years across, is pictured in this reprocessed image from the Hubble Space Telescope. M64 lies some 17 million light-years distant in the otherwise well-groomed northern constellation Coma Berenices.
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This magnificent spiral galaxy is Messier 64 (M64), often called the Black Eye Galaxy or the Sleeping Beauty Galaxy. Itâs nickname comes from its dark-lidded appearance in telescopic views. The spiral's central region, about 7,400 light-years across, is pictured in this reprocessed image from the Hubble Space Telescope. M64 lies some 17 million light-years away in the otherwise well-groomed northern constellation Coma Berenices. The enormous dust clouds partially obscuring M64's central region are filled with young, blue star clusters and the reddish glow of hydrogen associated with star forming regions. But imposing clouds of dust are not this galaxy's only peculiar feature. Observations show that M64 is actually composed of two concentric, counter-rotating systems. While all the stars in M64 rotate in the same direction as the interstellar gas in the galaxy's central region, gas in the outer regions, extending to about 40,000 light-years, rotates in the opposite direction. The dusty eye and bizarre rotation are likely the result of a billion year old merger of two different galaxies.
Image Credit: NASA, ESA, Hubble, HLA; Processing: Jonathan Lodge
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LBTE: Jared (175)
We did it, everyone! We made it to the end. I had no idea what I was getting into over six years(!)ago, and I probably would have balked if I had, so itâs for the best I didnât.
This is â tough. These two have been constant companions for over half a decade, and in that time I thought about them, without exaggeration, every single day. Itâs really difficult to leave that behind. But itâs the right place to leave them, and itâs time.
The LBTE answers some questions re: timeline and the like. I haven't tackled any asks yet since I didn't want to accidentally spoil anyone, and that worked out, because a lot of the asks are answered below.
Okay. Part 175.
Here's the series page one last time, for those following along. Scroll all the way to the end.
Brianâs the one who gives them the news.
Brian does not have to give them this news, frankly it should be Dave, but Brian finds out and heâs so excited(!) he calls Bryce right away. In case youâre wondering if Brian is still the best GM.
He doesnât know what it takes to be untouchable, but heâs pretty sure trading a Conn Smythe winner with a sweetheart deal would get Brian run out of Vancouver.
The Cup win is a year before the epilogue takes place. Yes, Eastern teams are getting kind of pissed off about this run of Western Conference winners I have going on. Especially because the Scouts are still in the wings, being an annoying as hell dynasty.
Bryce signed an 8x8 in the summer following the end of IJ(aoe). 64 million dollars is obviously nothing to scoff at, but he could have made 9+ on the open market, easy.
Jaredâs was 2.5x4. Which is MORE than heâd get open market, especially regarding term, but like, did you just see the hometown discount Marcus gave them? His husband being there is kind of a condition.
Okay, so maybe Jared isnât exactly calm, because he doesnât think running through negative scenarios is calm, exactly, but it does calm him just enough that he isnât plastering himself to Bryce in an attempt to eavesdrop.
Maybe not plastering himself, but he is inching closer and closer as this conversation goes on.
âYeah, heâs sitting right beside me,â Bryce says. âHe hasnât ripped the phone out of my hand yet, but heâs definitely considering it.â
And glaring. Oh, the glaring Bryce is on the receiving end of right now.
âIâm up for the King Clancy,â Bryce says.
A leadership and humanitarian award, though the Mark Messier Leadership Award (HAH) is defacto now more straight team leadership, and the King Clancy has mostly become charitable impact in local community. Though it does tend to go to players in leadership roles (captains, alternates), it isnât exclusive to them.
"Wouldnât I just be a distraction?â Jared asks.
Bruh. You think Bryce would go to the Awards without you? Like, for any award, but the one for starting a charity that he never would have been in the mental place to start were it not for his relationship with you?
If heâd thought for even a millisecond before opening his mouth he would not have said this. Some things have not changed in the Marcus Matheson household.
âUs doesnât take things away from me,â Bryce says. âI wouldnât be here if I hadnât met you.â
âI know, butââ
âNo, seriously, J,â Bryce says. âThatâs not â you think the guy you met would have done like, any of this? I couldnât even think about shit without needing to climb out of my head.â
So like â if IJ(aoe) was the traditional storyline following a heroâs ups and downs, the hero pretty clearly would be Bryce. And when the heroâs struggling and lashing out and pretending to be someone heâs not, and hating both himself and the person heâs pretending to be, he gets assigned community service and he meets the most beautiful person heâs ever seen.
And now he has to face those parts of himself heâs trying to bury, because those parts are loudly telling him he needs to be around this person every single second of every single day.
And this person doesnât like the persona the heroâs put on. He likes the person the hero is, which is sensitive, and empathetic, and emotional, all those things the heroâs been told he canât be, shouldnât be, thatâs what the love interest wants him to be. Exactly who he is.
Bryce wouldnât have had the guts to take off the mask if, every step of the way, Jared wasnât letting him know, with word and deed, that guy under the mask was the person he was in love with.
And thatâs not even getting into the fact that, from the beginning, Jared is much more comfortable with his sexuality, and people knowing about his sexuality, than Bryce is.
Bryce kisses him quiet, and Jaredâs grateful, because he wanted to take the words back as soon as they left his mouth, stomach twisting just saying them. He suddenly felt this visceral, totally illogical anger toward someone who doesnât actually exist, or like, exists somewhere, not knowing thereâs this huge hole in his life because Bryce Marcus isnât in it. Fuck that guy, though. Better him than Jared.
Jared doesnât fight but heâll make an exception for that guy.
âYouâll come?â Bryce asks.
âYeah,â Jared says. âIâll come. Of course Iâll come.â
An echo of all of one part ago! Of course. Jaredâs answer to Bryceâs question is of course. Even if itâs a ride in an obnoxiously showy convertible or a trip to Las Vegas in June.
Or any other month, he supposes, though the leagueâs getting pretty deep into talks to make it an expansion team, so that may change.
I still havenât decided vis a vis expansion teams (and certainly haven't decided when that would take effect) but Iâve realised I can yoink players from other teams and then put them on one team TOGETHER, like one big summer camp, and that sounds chaotic and fun.
Bryce squeezes his knee, like he knows heâs thinking angry thoughts. Probably not hard to guess. They pass a buildingâs display flipping from the time to the temperature. 106. Thatâs a life-threatening fever. Theyâre in a life-threatening fever.
I checked the temperature in late June over the course of four years so this would be accurate, and accuracy is a high grade fever. If itâs 106 inside, go to the hospital. Outside, youâre in Vegas in late June.
âDid you know itâs forty-one degrees out?â Jared demands.
Bryce squeezes his knee again.
âI know,â Jared mutters.
Look at Bryce handling him without a word.
snapping a picture of the view from their window for the group chat, captioning it with Manâs hubris, then changing for dinner.
Jared Matheson, everyone.
Heâs halfway through a reply when the elevator doors open, which means he doesnât realise heâs sharing the elevator with Brandon Simcoe until the doors have already closed behind him, and now heâs trapped with him for the next 23 floors. Unless he hits the button for the next floor, but thatâs showing weakness, right? Jaredâs pretty sure thatâs the opposite of what youâre supposed to do when faced with an apex predator. Whatâs he supposed to do, though, ignore him? Play dead?
Heâs such a drama queen. Shitheadâs harmless.
(This is not true even a little; itâs fun that the first real view anyone got of Shithead was Joeyâs, because Shithead IS harmless to Joey. He loves Joey! Then youâve got Holden getting cross-checked black and blue by him even though Shithead likes him in COTT. Bryce? Not his friend. Not harmless.
âYeah,â Jared says. Whatâs he going to do, disavow his own husband to save his skin? It clearly wouldnât even work. âThatâs â yeah, I am.â
Got to love Jaredâs moral calculus does take into account whether going âBryce Marcus who?â would save his skin, and only rejecting that option because Shithead clearly wouldnât believe him.
âCool,â Simcoe says. âYou know, my best buddy back on the Scouts is gay. Fucking love that guy.â
Joey: Bud you gotta stop telling everybody that.
Shithead: That youâre gay?
Joey: That Iâm your best buddy.
âWhat, that I love him?â Simcoe says. âOh man, I didnât mean that way, heâs got a fiancĂ©. And Iâm not gay. Not that thereâs anything wrong with it. Obviously. You know.â
;-; Brandon
Anyway, no ScratchnMoney marriage yet. We haven't gotten THAT far into the future.
âWeâre not likeââ Jared says. âYou know we donât all likeâŠtalk, right? We donât have a gay player group chat or anything.â
âYou should, itâd be sick,â Simcoe says.
Iâm with Shithead on this. Get on it, Marc.
The elevator doors open, and Simcoe claps him on the back so hard Jared has to put a foot forward so he doesnât careen right into the elevator wall, says, âLove is love, man, love is love,â then walks away.
Your periodic reminder that Shithead is the Bruinsâ YCP rep.
He sums things up to the group chat while he waits for his heart rate to slow, his knees to cooperate again. Heâs just finished when Bryce walks out of the restaurant across the lobby, beelining for him like heâs got a Jared-dar.
I spelled that so many ways before I settled on Jared-dar. Jaredar. Jared-Dar. Jare-dar. Nothing feels right.
Anyway, Bryce definitely has one of those installed.
âYouâre sure youâre good?â Bryce asks, fingers in Jaredâs hair now, like heâs feeling for bumps and bruises.
Jared laughs. âOh my god, the most violent thing he did was pat me on the back a little too hard.â
Bryce starts patting down Jaredâs back.
Both of them reacting like Jared just got out of a tiger enclosure is great.
Summers, thankfully, doesnât take Bryce ditching him over an elevator conversation as an insult. He thinks itâs hilarious, in fact, and it ends up being the nicest dinner Jaredâs had with both of them. Which isnât saying much, really, but it is something.
âMy husband was stuck in an elevator with a dude Iâve punched in the face like half a dozen different timesâ is delightful to Dave. Emergency accepted.
Anyway, Bryce and Dave arenât suddenly David and Dave, they still tend to get under each otherâs skin, sometimes accidentally, sometimes not, but theyâre both getting better.
Elaine and her boyfriend arrive from Vancouver not long after they wrap it up, and Bryce shakes his hand and says his name without scowling once, which is also a first.
Never mind the reams of paper I could have written about the road to the Cup, and the Cup, and Rafâs wedding, and Chazâs wedding â this right here could have been an arc in itself.
Heâs definitely had help. From Elaine, of course, but Jared suspects Ashâs involvement too, along with possibly Erinâs â âmy beloved sisterâ certainly sounds like her doing. He wouldnât even be surprised if PR Grace took a swipe at it â some of it has that PR gloss to it, though not so much that it feels over-polished.
All have had a hand in this speech, yes. Also Stephen and Gabe. (Bryce used Stephen as a stand-in for Jared in the âmake sure this isnât too cheesyâ aspect.)
âReally,â Jared says. âYou can probably cut the stuff about me by half, though. Possibly three quarters. Just leave it at, I donât know, âshoutout to my husband Jaredâ and move right on?â
Itâs cute you think thatâs even worth the effort of saying.
Jaredâs in a custom tailored suit made with âsummer fabricâ, whatever that is, other than cooler than the usual suit fabric, thank fuck.
Itâs just linen. Jared tends to tune out immediately where any of this is involved because he knows Bryce has it handled.
Heâd originally protested that he could just wear the suit he wore at Rafâs wedding, because Bryce was practically obsessed with him in it at the time
That suit was tailored to perfection. Bryce wants to know the name of Rafâs guy.
Anyway, not so subtle implication minimum two years have passed since the end of IJ(aoe) as Rafâs wedding was a year out from the end, and Jared isnât talking about Rafâs wedding like it was a week ago.
Also summer fabricâs not a bad thing, considering heâs got four weddings to go to in the next three months, including Gabe and Stephenâs. Canucks just canât stop proposing. Itâs frankly gotten ridiculous.
Okay, another ask I got: was the Stanley Cup recent or older. The epilogue is a year after they win the Cup â most of those proposals took place in the weeks following the Cup, and now, a year later, the weddings are happening.
Including Gabe and Stephenâs, and yes: the original just city hall with immediate family ceremony is no longer canon because the sad eyes Gabe would get from his entire team. Why does he not want them there. etc. (Gabeâs mom is so happy I changed this.)
Right now heâs grateful for his suit, because as hot as he is â and he is disgustingly hot â at least he isnât wearing wool like the poor kid in front of him. He looks miserable. Also about twelve years old, but then, heâs there for the Calder. He isnât going to win it â thereâs a very clear front runner and itâs not him â and Jared feels kind of bad that heâs not only a loser, but a loser in a hot as fuck suit, whoâs too young to legally do anything Vegas was built for.
Have been asked a few times who this is. No one whoâs been established in the âverse, but I fucking feel for this dude. Him and the Calder winner should totally hook up later. For traditionâs sake.
Jared may as well go over to the group, sign some autographs and take a few selfies while he waits for Bryce and Elaine to catch up. He plans on taking his time, but one of the girls asks Jared to marry her, and then asks him to sign her chest.
Jared misses anonymity.
âI said no,â Bryce assures him.
âI wasnât worried,â Jared says. âYou being gay is kind of why weâre here.â
âIt was a guy,â Bryce says.
âStill not worried,â Jared says.
âYou donât ever have to be,â Bryce says, very seriously, and thankfully Elaine pats Bryceâs arm so Jared doesnât have to. Like he said: not worried.
Jared has absolutely zero concerns about Bryce straying. Less than zero.
Jared would protest that itâs just a nervous habit, but that would directly contradict him telling Bryce he wasnât nervous right before the red carpet, and Bryce clearly knows it.
Why must you call Jared on his lies, Bryce?
âI feel like Iâm at the draft again,â Jared says, wiping his palms on his slacks, even though the AC is so high heâs actually a little chilly. They must have it cranked to the max in a war with the swelter outside.
It's fun to send Jared to Vegas in June after he bitched so much about Tampa in June. Boy does not handle heat with grace.
"I've mentioned that I'm proud of you, right?" Jared asks.
"I know you are," Bryce says, which is a very nice way of saying no.
Another call back to last part! Because Jared is his fatherâs son whether he likes it or not.
"I know, babe," Bryce says. "You telling Ash and Grace and Erin their partners are losers who've never even been nominated for anything was kind of a sign. Which like, you remember Julius won the Calder, right? Because Erin definitely does."
This didnât make it into the final bit, but Jared receives this immediately after Bryce wins the King Clancy:
"Okay phew Bryce won so I can send this: I WOULD LIKE TO REMIND YOU THAT UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE (your wonderful husband that you do not deserve) JULIUS HALLA WON AN AWARD IN THE VERY 1ST YEAR OF HIS NHL CAREER AND MOREOVER WAS NOMINATEDâŠ" She would have sent it anyway, Jared's pretty sure, she just would have waited until tomorrow.
"Fuck," Jared repeats. He wasn't one of the top finalists, because the Oilers sucked hard even with all he did for them, but still, he was. "Erin's going to be on me about this forever."
Deservedly. How dare you forget Juliusâ Calder.
âIf they donât give you the award I donât know what Iâll do,â Jared says. Maybe burn the theatre down, though heâd probably die of heat stroke before he pulled it off.
Jared turns to arson quicker and quicker as this series goes on.
âHey man, good to see you again,â Simcoe says, then looks at Bryce, mouth flattening. Bryce looks back, mouth just as flat as Simcoeâs. They hold eye contact for long enough that Simcoeâs date coughs, giving Jared an awkward smile.
I knew what the people needed: more Shithead.
âI canât see past his head,â Bryce complains.
âNot my fault youâre short, bro,â Simcoe says, without turning around.
Shitheadâs a monster. Like, physically, as well as everything else.
âBe the bigger man than him,â Jared murmurs to him. âProverbially, if not literally.â
Bryce scowls, foot coming up in position dangerously close to seat kicking.
I think repeatedly kicking the seat in front of you may lose some points on the leadership aspect of the award, but also, the committee might make an exception because itâs Shithead.
âDo not,â Jared says.
âOr what,â Bryce says.
âIâll switch spots with Elaine,â Jared says. âHang out with her boyfriend for the rest of the show. Do some nice bonding.â
Bryce makes a furious noise, but lowers his foot to the ground from its current âin preparation to kickâ position, so Jared considers it a win.
As you can see here, Bryce is taking Elaine dating with tremendous maturity and dignity.
The show itself is excruciating, a mix of bad jokes, a rock-ish country-ish band Jaredâs pretty sure heâs obligated to like as a born and raised Albertan, but refuses to due to the fact they suck, and a distribution of all the awards everyone already knew the winner of.
Iâm not vagueblogging about Nickelback or anything, just describing a significant number of bands from Alberta.
Bryce mutely holds out his hand, and Jared takes it, squeezing when Bryce gives him a slightly sickly smile. He looks nervous as hell now, and any other time Jared would point that out, but not right now, not today.
The smile Jared gives Bryce is just as sickly, for the record.
but when Bryce stands up, he does too. Has to, considering how tightly heâs holding his hand.
Literally one unit.
âCan I kiss you right now,â Bryce says. They may be out, but they havenât, not in public. Even when they won the Cup they settled for hugs until the cameras were put away.
Bryce wholly intended to just hug Jared this time too (or else they would have discussed this before like, that second) but he just â really wants to kiss Jared right now.
âPlease,â Bryce says, and Jaredâs barely nodded before Bryce is hauling him in.
Needs to, really.
And objectively, itâs a shitty kiss. Has to be one of the worst theyâve ever shared, and neither of them can stop smiling long enough to fix it even a little. But with Bryceâs hands cradling his head, Bryceâs grin splitting his face itâs so fucking wide, Jared canât bring himself to mind.
And like their engagement, and their wedding, and Bryce doing all the machinations to get himself to Vancouver, the kiss fucking sucks. Because, once again, theyâre both grinning too hard to kiss each other properly, but they canât stop smiling long enough kiss each other properly, and they refuse to stop kissing.
And yeah. In the traditional story, the hero goes from the talented but angry, terrified, self-hating player walking into a hockey camp for community service because itâs that or probation. And then, around decade later, heâs kissing his husband on a nationally televised show, after accepting an award for working with LGBTQ youth athletes, with the frankly too hot for him love interest supporting and pushing him the whole way.
If youâd have told a 20 year old Bryce that was coming, heâd have probably punched you (Oilers fan was a time traveller: confirmed). But heâs done so much growing up â not just from who I thought he was, or Jared thought he was (neither of us gave him nearly enough credit at the start), but from who he thought he was, or had the potential to be.
I wrote the as sort of a summary of the final part about a year ago, an encapsulation of the entire series in one sentence, to keep in mind as I finished the series.
The biggest goal for Bryce, along the way, is being seen and accepted for who he actually is. Bryce wants that for others too. Jared just wants it for Bryce.
The hero of the story doesnât narrate this one, but the narrator is, without a doubt, his biggest fan.
(He is aware he shares this title with Elaine.)
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M64: The Black Eye Galaxy Close Up Image Credit: NASA, ESA, Hubble, HLA; Processing: Jonathan Lodge
Explanation: This magnificent spiral galaxy is Messier 64, often called the Black Eye Galaxy or the Sleeping Beauty Galaxy for its dark-lidded appearance in telescopic views. The spiral's central region, about 7,400 light-years across, is pictured in this reprocessed image from the Hubble Space Telescope. M64 lies some 17 million light-years distant in the otherwise well-groomed northern constellation Coma Berenices. The enormous dust clouds partially obscuring M64's central region are laced with young, blue star clusters and the reddish glow of hydrogen associated with star forming regions. But imposing clouds of dust are not this galaxy's only peculiar feature. Observations show that M64 is actually composed of two concentric, counter-rotating systems. While all the stars in M64 rotate in the same direction as the interstellar gas in the galaxy's central region, gas in the outer regions, extending to about 40,000 light-years, rotates in the opposite direction. The dusty eye and bizarre rotation are likely the result of a billion year old merger of two different galaxies.
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do you have a favorite star? (yes this is full permission to info dump about space [: )
man i WISH i could infodump about this
i don't know enough to rahhhhh
so i do not have a favorite star,,,
BUT!
i do have a few favorite galaxies i can tell you abt :333
this first one known as the backwards galaxy!
its actual name is NGC 4622, and has that nickname because it spins the opposite way of most other galaxies! it's also a standard ring galaxy, a common formation of galaxies similar to our own milky way :DDD
then this next one is the black eye galaxy!
it's also known as Messier 64, or the "evil eye" galaxy! this one's one of my favorites because of the clouds of dust around the nucleus, with the corona visible it almost looks like a tear in space :>>>
but my all time favorite? has got to be this guy
Hoag's Object, discovered by Arthur Hoag in 1950! this one's interesting because it was identified to be a rare, unusual ring galaxy, with its contents forming a ring around the nucleus instead of a spiral like most galaxies! this one holds about 8 billion stars, likely including many solar systems :]
eheheheeee thanks for the opportunity to ramble dshgds
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The Black Eye Galaxy, M64 // Don Elledge
Up close and personal, now you can really see the dark dust lane at the center! You can also see (or rather not see) a distinct lack of well-defined spiral arms!
This is likely caused by the two counter-rotating disks of equal mass that make up the Black Eye Galaxy. The inner disk contains the dust lanes at the center. These disks were likely created when M64 merged with a satellite galaxy in a retrograde (i.e., backwards) orbit.
#astronomy#astrophotography#messier marathon#galaxy#spiral galaxy#star-forming galaxy#black eye galaxy#messier#messier 64#M64#NGC 4826#coma berenices
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Okay I was hungry, ravenous! But I wanted something... Not as sophisticated as the food from the hotel, I wanted something simpler, something messier. I wanted a burger.
Outside of the Nitrodome there's a food court, I was told that was the place where I could find what I was looking for. Not gonna lie, I was reluctant after reading the name of the place, and you should be too. Nothing good comes out of a place called GutBombs!
If you're looking for an hygienic option this is not the place. The grill is dirty, condiments are ON THE GROUND, chests next to "fresh" veggies. And of course, it's an open space so get ready for a free portion of dirt and dust along with your meal.
Anyway, here are the prices!... Outrageous in some cases. 64 v-bucks for a burger? Yea, you should probably stick with the cheaper option. Good thing is it comes in combo with soda and fries, the size portion is very generous!
Look at the size of that thing! And the soda, is gigantic too! Despite how dirty everything looks, it's very tasty. The bun is soft, the meat is well seasoned, the veggies are OK, the cheese doesn't taste cheap... And mustard, oh, my beloved mustard is ready to make everything better! Don't expect anything from outer space tho!
There are other options if you're not a burger type of guy, you can find tacos, meat skewers, hotdogs, and... A thing I didn't ate
Yea I'm... I'm not coming back for that. BUT I'm definitely coming back for a pair of those leather pants! If you come here be sure to grab some souvenirs!
Pd: I got sick after eating there, it was a nightmare but the personal at the hotel was very kind and helped me providing med assistance. I'm not sure if it was the quality or the amount of food I had, so... Eat with moderation if you go there! And get one of those cool boots!
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I tried playing a bit of the first starfy game on Nintendo Switch Online last night and like. I feel like having it untranslated is just about worse than not having it at all tbh like there's so much text I and I have no idea what's going on
I don't really feel like this is quite a game where they can be like, ehh, the text doesn't matter, unlike with Panel de Pon and such having these games on there just makes the service feel even messier than it already did
and like. its not like nintendo can't make the effort either, they developed a whole new bit of emulation technology for super mario 64 in 3D all-stars that injects new text into the game in real time so they could translate it into more languages
nintendo switch online is like. the lowest effort retro content they have ever done and it sucks and I hate it hgfghjk
#nintendo switch#nintendo switch online#the legendary starfy#densetsu no starfy#video game ramblings
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48., 54., 56., 63., 64.
48 - Something you want to do until the end of this year? Continue working towards new qualifications.
54 - What would you tell your 12 year old self? Shits gonna be rough kid but you are so much tougher than you think.
56 - Any bad habits you have? I am a far messier person than my partner and I always leave stuff laying around like itâs no issue.
63 - What are 3 things that irritate you about the same sex? The whole âalpha/beta/sigmaâ bullshit. The way guys really donât support each other enough. And guys who donât call out their friends for being pieces of shit to women.
64 - What are 3 things that irritate you about the opposite sex? The way Iâve seen women undermine each other on so many issues. Women who donât support menâs mental health. Women who donât treat trans women the way they should be, as women.
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M64: The Black Eye Galaxy Close Up
This magnificent spiral galaxy is Messier 64, often called the Black Eye Galaxy or the Sleeping Beauty Galaxy for its dark-lidded appearance in telescopic views. The spiral's central region, about 7,400 light-years across, is pictured in this reprocessed image from the Hubble Space Telescope. M64 lies some 17 million light-years distant in the otherwise well-groomed northern constellation Coma Berenices. The enormous dust clouds partially obscuring M64's central region are laced with young, blue star clusters and the reddish glow of hydrogen associated with star forming regions. But imposing clouds of dust are not this galaxy's only peculiar feature. Observations show that M64 is actually composed of two concentric, counter-rotating systems. While all the stars in M64 rotate in the same direction as the interstellar gas in the galaxy's central region, gas in the outer regions, extending to about 40,000 light-years, rotates in the opposite direction. The dusty eye and bizarre rotation are likely the result of a billion year old merger of two different galaxies.
For image credit and copyright guidance, please visit the image website https://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap230720.html
#2023#your friendly neighborhood space nerd#space#galaxies#M64#The Black Eye Galaxy#Close up#astronomy
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