#project 588

[alexxx-malev]

Russia. Kazan. River Station. Cruise ship "Solnechnyy Gorod" Казань. Речной вокзал. Теплоход "Солнечный город"

[atimeofyourlife]

Following the trail of blood

day 19 | rated: g | wc: 588 | prompts: BLOOD TRAIL | Abandoned Cabin | One Way Out | "Is there anybody alive out there?" | ao3 Buck gets home to see a trail of blood leading up the driveway. He panics, worried about what happened to Tommy.

Buck felt his heart sink when he climbed out of his car to see drops of blood trailing up the drive and into the garage. The blood was still bright and wet, so it had to be recent, the drops of blood weren't that big, but it was enough for Buck to worry.

A thousand images filled Buck's mind, all different things that could have gone wrong, all the different ways Tommy could have been hurt. Had he fallen and gotten a head injury, because they always bled a lot. Had he cut himself while working on his latest project car, where all sorts of dirt and debris could have transferred into the cut. Had someone attacked him outside the house, for money or his phone or just because.

He did his best to shake the images from his mind, and followed the trail of blood into the house. The drops got less frequent, but it still looked awful against the hardwood floor.

"Tommy?" He called, all too aware of the shake in his voice.

"Laundry room." Tommy shouted back. He sounded okay, but that didn't stop Buck worrying about the blood. Especially as it was followed by a quiet, "Ow, shit."

Buck hurried -no, he did not run, thank you very much- to the laundry room. His phone in hand just in case he needed to call 911. "Baby-" His words died in his throat as he opened the laundry room door. There was Tommy. Blood smeared on his face from a bloody nose that hadn't quite stopped bleeding, with more staining the front of his tank top. Tommy didn't seem too concerned about his bloody nose, and was cradling his hand a little. And he was staring something down on the counter.

The small something hissed and mewled as it puffed itself up, and Buck realized it was a kitten. A very tiny kitten that looked incredibly pissed off.

"What happened?" Buck asked slowly.

"Hey, baby." Tommy smiled at Buck. "I was working on the camero. And this little ball of fluff was hiding in the engine block. Didn't take well to its peace being disturbed, and made its displeasure known by sinking its claws and teeth into my hand."

"And how did that translate to a bloody nose?" Buck grabbed a rag and started dabbing at the blood on Tommy's face.

"The pain startled me and I smacked my nose on the hood of the car." Tommy admitted bashfully.

"I'm glad you're okay. I got pretty worried when I saw the blood trail you left on the drive." Once he was done with cleaning up Tommy's face, he grabbed his hand to examine the bite and claw marks. "What was the 'ow, shit' about when I came in?"

"It bit me again. I brought it inside because I didn't want it to get spooked and hurt. And I came in here because it's contained and easy to clean. It seemed okay when I carried it inside, but I knocked something off the shelf as I put it down and it wasn't happy about it." Tommy explained.

"Okay." Buck couldn't hide the smile. "You wash your hands carefully, while I go and grab you a clean shirt and find a box for the kitten. Then I'm taking the kitten to a walk in clinic and you to the vet."

"Okay, hon-" Tommy started, but cut off when he realized what Buck had said. "Hey!"

Buck couldn't stop laughing as he made his way down the hall.

[youreyesonlarry]

Bend the Rules

Rating: Explicit

Words: 16,823

Summary: Prompt 588: Lous hires a ‘ghost cooking’ service because his family is worried he’s not eating well and he wants to impress them by showing them what an amazing cook he’s become. The service includes sending a discreet cook to your house and have them get everything ready so that you only serve and take the credit. Problem is, his sisters (can be OCs if that’s more comfortable) get to his flat earlier than planned and the actual cook has to hide in the master bathroom for hours. Louis is mortified. The cook is amused and helps him to clean and well. Gives him a thorough service. Feel free to pick your fave as the cook.

Written for the @bottomlouisficfest !

[beeffizz]

Today's vetted fundraisers 🍉🇵🇸

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[diabolus1exmachina]

Ferrari GG50 by Giorgetto Giugiaro 

Concept cars are usually made before those who go straight into production. That is the reason why they are called so. Concepts do not limit the imagination of designers, but when the car comes into production, engineers take a more important role. As a result, a lovely concept of a car can sometimes become an ugly duck.However, that is the case about Hyundai, Nissan, Opel and other manufacturers that are producing millions of cars per year. It does not include the exclusive ones – Ferrari, Lamborghini, McLaren, etc.This is a story about a car which life has been turned upside down. The production model came at first and the concept was shown off just a year after. This is a story about Ferrari GG50 – the concept car that Giorgetto Giugiaro made himself in 2005 while celebrating the 50th anniversary of creating stunning car designs.

The GG50 is based on Ferrari 612 Scaglietti series production car  – a four-seater with a front engine and rear wheel drive - a true Italian prancing horse. It has a twelve-cylinder, 5,7-liter engine under the hood, which generates 540 bhp and 588 Nm. At the time, turbochargers became extremely popular, but Ferrari tried to remain as traditional as possible. However, most engines manufactured in Modena were still highly revolutionary.

Like the original 612 Scaglietti, the following concept has the same 6-speed sequential rear-mounted gearbox, Brembo brakes, and other equipment. The main difference hides is design – the place where Giorgetto feels best.

Giugiaro took the idea a year before official presentation of GG50 and received all the support from Ferrari President at that time, Luca di Montezemolo. He gave the designer just one condition: no restrictions on creativity, but the concept must keep up with Ferrari tradition. Giugiaro started working on the concept half a year after. He did everything just like 50 years ago: sketched every detail entirely by hand, with a pencil. Finally, he created a 1:10 scale concept from four views: side, nose, tail and bird’s view. Later, the concepts were rendered in a 3D project. In April, a full-scale plaster model has been made. In June, a running prototype has been completed already! The concept has made its way from a scratch to running car in less than just five months. That’s the spirit when you’re in a hurry for your own birthday present.

Almost all technical details mentioned above remained the same except for some minor exceptions. The prototype’s wheelbase is the same, but overall length is shorter by 9 centimetres than the original 612 Scaglietti (4.81 meters vs. 4.9). The concept car is also lower – Giugiaro cut 2 centimetres of front overhang and nipped the rear by 7. There are more differences that we cannot see from outside. For example, a modified position of the 95-litre fuel tank that created a larger boot (270 vs. 240 litres). Also, a flat platform when rear seats are lowered (and a total capacity of 500 litres). The concept is more practical, no matter how funny the word “practical” sounds when we are talking about Ferrari.

Nevertheless, there are many stories about the concept’s appeal and originality. Ferrari GG50 is a true masterpiece because of the story of its creation. A very few production cars in history can boast that they have been a base for a concept car, but 612 Scaglietti is one of them.

[definitely-not-5urreal-w4nderer]

It's a heavy day y'all. Not much to do but cope and get through the night, but I figured I may as well post the list of crisis lines I have pinned in my discord

Trans Lifeline

US: (877) 565-8860

Canada: (877) 330-6366

The Trevor Project

Call: 1-866-488-7386

Text: Text ‘START’ to 678-678

Message on desktop: https://www.thetrevorproject.org/get-help/

Suicide Crisis Helpline (Canada and US, French and English)

Call or text: 988

Hope For Wellness Hotline (Indigenous Canadian)

1-855-242-3310

KUU-US Crisis Line (Indigenous USA)

1-800-588-8717

And remember you don't have to be on the absolute brink, if you are having a horrible time and can't figure out how to regulate and move through it that's a crisis too.

[zoroshonkingbazonkadonkas]

words: 588 rating: general audiences

summary:

“You look cute.” Sanji very nearly spews his tea out.

[themculibrary]

Ana/Edwin Masterlist

All of Me (ao3) - Selena T, 2k

Summary: Between countries, between languages, between death and life: Ana Jarvis has been all of this for years. Portrait of a survivor.

A New Arrangement (ao3) - Beatrice_Otter T, 3k

Summary: Edwin and Ana love each other, and they're grateful to Mr. Stark. But there are still a lot of details to figure out in their new life.

Desperate Measures (ao3) - andrastesgrace (emmijadeshow), gallifreyslostson T, 6k

Summary: As conditions worsen throughout Europe, Edwin takes matters into his own hands. However, when his plans go awry, Howard Stark is compelled to step in.

A more thorough version of Jarvis’s explanation of his treason charge.

Free to a Good Home (ao3) - DinerGuy G, 1k

Summary: The night started with Mr. Jarvis late returning from the store. Somehow it ended with Howard Stark’s house overrun by energetic bundles of fur.

history never repeats (ao3) - theclaravoyant T, 1k

Summary: ...but sometimes it rhymes. - Guardians of the Galaxy, Vol 1:Legacy

When Anna is gravely injured, Jarvis relives the last time he thought he'd come this close to losing her.

In Good Hands (ao3) - Sholio T, 1k

Summary: Edwin Jarvis helps Ana get clean after bringing her home from the hospital.

In Sickness and in Health (ao3) - MarvelousMusings M, 3k

Summary: Even falling gravely ill isn't enough to keep Edwin Jarvis from his duties, until it is.

Keep the World at Bay (ao3) - All_That_Jazz_93 G, 877

Summary: Ana and Edwin share a quiet afternoon post-2x10.

Motek, Destroyer of Clothes (ao3) - lillianmmalter ana/edwin, peggy/daniel

Summary: She's a sweetheart of a dog, but she is still a puppy. Ana adores her anyway.

New Beginnings (ao3) - Captainironhawk ana/edwin, peggy/steve T, 19k

Summary: A year after Whitney Frost and Zero Matter, Ana and Jarvis are happily living out their lives in New York City. With Howard and Peggy working on a big project, there are bound to be plenty of changes and surprises to come to all of their lives.

The Alpha Gas (ao3) - bonusholegent M, 588

Summary: Edwin's scientific experiment has some unique results on Valentine's Day. His inhibitions drop. If only he can remember this.

The Jewish Girl and the Englishman (ao3) - SheOfManyShips G, 1k

Summary: Just a small fic depicting how Ana first met Edwin and what happened after she sold him the tie in the Tailors shop.

The Sound of Silence (ao3) - Jac_Danvers T, 24k

Summary: On the eve of the German invasion of Hungary, Anna Zellner was a Jewish shop girl who wanted nothing more than to keep her head down and her family safe. She never thought that selling a tie would draw her into a dangerous world of secrets and spies. A world where her only hope is a bumbling British attache. The story of Edwin and Anna Jarvis, featuring a healthy dose of Howard Stark.

Tingling Ears (ao3) - lirin G, 897

Summary: Anna trusts her husband to always be honest with her, but she's also picked up on the "not always truthful" half of the equation...and she's a tad grumpy about it.

[oripeau]

This week in Nantes: n°588 | The drawing, potentially resembling a map, by Fine Graphics Dept ↦ WWD

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[mirrorthoughts]

Train Ride

A few weeks ago I was travelling through Germany to visit @luzineko and was bored during my train ride 😂 And since @raett97's series "Bless This Mess, This Mess Is Mine" is living rent free in my head for weeks now and I have already read all of the currently existing parts a couple of times I wasn't really surprised when I started writing this snipped 😂

So enjoy!

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandoms: Assassin's Creed - All Media TypesThe Old Guard (Movie 2020)

Characters: Desmond MilesAndy | Andromache of ScythiaNile FreemanJoe | Yusuf Al-KaysaniNicky | Nicolò di Genova

Additional Tags: Desmond running from the Immortals, and meeting them in a train, It's Raett's fault!, bc her story is living rent free in my head, Desmond's POV

Words: 588

[alexxx-malev]

Russia. Volgograd. Cruise ship "F. I. Panfyorov" Волгоград. Теплоход "Ф. И. Панфёров"

[mimisempai]

Nice to meet you

Summary

Greg is asleep on the couch when his sister, having learned of his near-death experience, rushes home. But she's not at the end of her surprises.

Notes

Mystrade Monday  1.0  #44 - “Well that’s the second biggest news I’ve heard all day.”

Working on a longer project, I'm taking advantage of my little ficlets to get to grasp the characters who will be part of the story.

You've already met Greg’s little sister in other of my little stories, but she didn't have a name, now she does. Meet Abigail, aka Abby or Abs.

She's the mother of little Lisa, whom you met a short while ago.

@mystradepromptsandscenarios

On AO3

588 words - Rating G

"Gregory Lestrade, open this door right now!"

Greg, asleep on the sofa, was startled awake by his sister's voice as she banged on the door.

A little dazed, he got up from the sofa and went to open the door. As soon as it opened, his sister threw herself at him and hugged him.

"How could you do this to me?! I heard on the news that you almost died in the hostage situation this afternoon. You could have at least called me!"

She hugged him again and when she pulled away she looked at him worriedly and asked, "Are you okay?"

Greg smiled and nodded, "I'm okay, very okay considering the circumstances."

It was then that Mycroft's head appeared over the sofa and he asked in a sleepy voice, "Greg, who are you talking to?"

Greg looked over his shoulder, "My sister, everything's fine. She was worried about what happened this afternoon."

Mycroft replied from the sofa as he stood up, "You mean when you couldn't think of anything better to do than put yourself in danger?"

Greg shrugged and turned to his sister who was smiling as she winked, "Oh, I see, I see what you mean now. I can see for myself that you're doing quite well under the circumstances."

Mycroft had come close to them and Greg's sister needed no other confirmation than the way the two men looked at each other to understand the situation.

Mycroft held out his hand to her, "Mycroft Holmes."

The younger woman shook it firmly, "Abby, the sister of that ruthless man. Pleased to meet you. Glad to finally make your acquaintance after hearing a lot about you."

"Abby!" Interrupting his lover, Mycroft replied quietly, "Certain circumstances sometimes favor... getting closer. Such was the case today." 

He slipped his arm around Greg's waist, and Abby couldn't help but notice the way Greg leaned against him.

She smiled, then approached Mycroft and whispered, "I don't need to tell you that if you hurt him, it won't take ten men to find your parts."

Mycroft replied seriously, "Noted, ma'am," then turning to Greg, he added, "You were right, she is terrifying."

He turned to her and said gently, "Thank you for entrusting me with your brother. I'll take good care of him. I'm just sorry you had to find out this way."

Abby shook her head and replied, "Well, that's the second biggest news I've heard all day, and it's a lot better than the first, when I found out my brother had taken a bullet."

She didn't miss Mycroft's arm wrapped protectively around Greg's waist and when she saw that, she couldn't help but smile fondly.

She leaned over and planted a light kiss on her brother's cheek as she whispered, "I'm happy for you." 

Then she did the same to Mycroft and added, stepping aside, "Well, boys, I'll leave you to it. You have to come over for dinner sometime." 

Without waiting for an answer, she left as quickly as she had come.

Mycroft and Greg looked at each other, chuckled quietly, and then Greg asked softly, "What do we do now?"

Mycroft replied, "Why don't we go back to what we were doing before we fell asleep?"

Greg, looking falsely confused, asked, "What were we doing? I can't remember."

Mycroft wrapped his arms around Greg's neck and, bringing his lips to his, whispered against them, "Let me refresh your memory." 

Then he pressed his lips to his lover's and it didn't take long for Greg to remember.

_________

Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Mystrade masterlist here

Mystrade Monday 1.0 : here

[sharkinlovewithadolphin]

Chapters: 19/30 Fandom: Free! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Matsuoka Rin/Nanase Haruka Additional Tags: [see AO3]

Summary: Haruka is a witch. No one knows that except his grandma, who was killed in the war. One day his powers are publicly exposed, leading a fellow closeted-witch, Rin, to seek out his help to improve his own recently discovered powers. Haruka brings him to his grandma’s isolated cabin, now his own, and their adventure begins. Can Haruka help Rin with his poor magic skills, or will Rin have to return to Satra without any improvements? Will Rin sink into despair, or will he discover more than just magic with Haruka?

Or, alternatively: You’re in a cabin with a magical boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. ~*~ Chapter 4 is done getting edited! Am feeling in love with their love.... Added an extra 588 words :D Current word count is: 184.760 See you at the next edit 🫡

[notesfrommyvalley]

Open letter to DEFRA about scrub mosaic creation and maintenance

Sent 23/5/24

You asked me to email about SCR1, so here goes, I feel a bit like I should say sorry before I start as I am going to nitpick! Please excuse any typos or spelling mistakes. Dyslexia sucks.

Firstly, this is a land abandonment payment.

By which I mean it pays a landowner more than the average farm rent per hectare to not farm it. All you’d need to do is plant a few areas of blackthorn or bramble and get rid of the pesky tenant farmer and their mud and grumbles, and you get more money. It’s easier than woodland creation (which pays more) but it leaves the land in a ‘recoverable’ state after five years and you get to be all ‘smug green’ in the pub if challenged by the locals about the land.

(Average rent per hectare in South West £211 in 2023 vs SCR1 payment of £588… https://assets.publishing.service.gov.uk/media/65aa7fce698722000d37412c/average_rents_region_23jan24.csv)

It’s going to encourage a kind of half arsed bad rewilding, not help the good projects, and I wonder who advocated for it? Its optics are terrible.

It was made very clear to me at the Landscape Decisions conference at the Royal Society last year, that we have to layer land use, so food and nature (even if the food production is low) is better than just nature. We don’t have the luxury of a excess of land to play with.

Secondly, and more importantly, it’s not going to create anything like a species rich mixed mosaic scrub habitat. It, in fact, poses a risk of damaging biodiversity instead of helping it in some places because, if by any small miracle, somewhere already has dung beetles or patches of good rich pasture five years of no grazing or cutting will kill them off quite nicely.

A truly diverse scrub habitat takes a long time to establish, and it’s a dynamic process rather than a static land use. As a wild habitat it is created by herbivores interacting with the wood edge, or in a savannah style setting. The plants responding to the varied pressures applied by growing in distinct ways, holly leaves responding to browsing by becoming prickly, hawthorn becoming not a lollipop shaped tree but a dense impenetrable bush with a tree growing out above it. Bird safety zones. The saying ‘the torn is the mother of the oak’ is true, but it’s also the mother to a lot of prey species too.

Now this natural approach takes ages, but it can be given a head start and an approximation can be created fairly easily, but not without grazing.

The main issue is not creating the scrub, that can be planted into any trashed field, with protection from deer where the numbers are high if needed, and will get growing, it’s the mosaic part. The flowering plants part. That’s where the idea falls apart.

Take a bog standard ryegrass and clover lay, no real hedges or scrub to expand, just a field.

Now remove the grazing, and add in some planted blackthorn or hawthorn, put some protecting guards around them and sit back and wait. What will happen?

Some scrub for sure but what else?

Long grass. That’s what will happen. Lots of long grass, which is great for the voles but not the flowering plants that the bees, butterflies and beetles need. They will be shaded out if they even have a seed source in that soil. The thuggish grasses there already will just take over. After three years they may die back a bit, but it’s not a certainty. You may get buttercups and thistles, or docks, but SCR1 allows you to use herbicide on them so, let’s say you are a conventional kind of farmer, you’ll spray them to stop them spreading.

So, you end up with places for the birds to live, but very little insect life to feed the birds. Very little seed to feed them either. Very little pollen for the bees, and no dung beetles (if there were any to start with) and no flies (which abound in every conventional farm with livestock) and you’ll end up with a static rather than dynamic landscape. The scrub plants will go leggy without the browsing, and not provide decent shelter pretty fast as well.

The farmer won’t even have a place to walk that is buzzing with life, they’ll feel cheated and it may confirm their bias that those ecologists know nothing, after all there were more birds in that old pasture their neighbour grazes than in this rank grass mess.

With no cutting and no grazing and deer control the sward length, that needs to be variable, becomes uniform. With no reseed how do you get the missing plants into the sward?

So. You’ll get small scrub trees in the five years but otherwise you will have set people up to fail.

And no food produced.

And a land abandoned.

You can see why I am not happy!

Now, having pointed out all the issues I shall say how I would create bird/bee/beetle/bat habitat with added fungi and fast on such land.

So we need this land to go from monoculture arable, or basic grass lay to a place (some) birds can thrive, lots of plants can be feeding lots of insects and the soil improves. We also need to keep farmers on the land, pay the rent and produce food. And do it in 5 years.

Easy!

First, get brash heaps or dead hedges made across it. Allow the farmer to use off its from any suitable garden waste, encourage them to build big heaps where it’s going to work long term. Where they can get a tractor past, where the wind blows strongest across the field. Where it’s damp, or very compacted. Plant scrub species inside these heaps of wood. Or if it’s thorns around the outside of them.

So you instantly have bird habitat. Dead wood with insects to feed them and fungi to feed the soil.

Next you see what plants you have. How bad is it? Do you need to reseed? If so, do. Herbal lay it right up, or use green hay, or get a mix from the hippies over the hill of random seeds they gathered. Whatever you need to get the flowers growing. (You could do this before the piles of sticks are built.)

Only let herbicides be used after serious discussion. Not just for some docks or thistles.

Then graze it. With cows OR sheep. It doesn’t matter. What matters is how long they are in the field rather than what they are. Imagine a wolf is stalking them… only a day, maybe two, eat and leave. Then return. Then go again. Pulse across it.

Encourage no worming so dung beetles thrive. Graze in the winter with species rich hay to break up the sward. But only for a day or two at a time. A mob graze style of management if necessary.

If the deer are a big issue use electric fences or build scrub protection boxes (four posts and some rails or wire).

Next cut hay or silage around the scrub heaps. Not too close (don’t want to break the cutter on the brash or kill all the voles) but enough to remove the excess nutrients.

Then you will get what you want. A buzzing thriving mixed habitat.

On less ‘improved’ ground it’s easier. On rough land it’s simple. Let the folk above the moorland line do this and you’d make Dartmoor a lot happier.

And now the maintenance part SCR2.

Make the habitat and get £588.

Already have the habitat and get £238 pounds less a hectare AND get told what to do… even though you have the habitat already and did it without the financial incentive.

Doesn’t seem fair.

What if you’re using that scrubby pasture for the sheep in the autumn so you get waxcaps too? What if you over winter the rams on it? What if you roll out some hay for the cows when the weathers icy in the shelter of the scrub? What if you spread a little muck in there to feed the worms and thrushes? Then you get nothing. Just the wonder of a place that holds birds safe and where the bats hawk around the scruffy trees at dusk, mixing with the swallows and swifts, to feast on the dung beetles and moths rising out of the half eaten pasture. Just a place a shrike may come, or a flock of redwings.

Lovely as that is it’s not going to help pay the council tax is it.

So, finally, how to word SCR1 and SCR2 so you get the nature needed and don’t facilitate complete land abandonment.

SCR1 must not graze or cut the grassland in a way that means this action’s aim cannot reasonably be achieved

SCR2 must not Manage the area in a way that means this action’s aim cannot reasonably be achieved

That’s it. That’s all you have to do. (Along with upping the payment for SCR2, because those folk faced down bps rules to keep their scrub and should, in a fair world, get compensated for it!)

If you want to visit and see what I mean on the ground, please do. We may even manage a cream tea or cake. I can gather some other scruffy land farmers who know more than me to help get this working.

Or a call?

Cat Frampton

[virtualmemoriespodcast]

Episode 588 - Randy Fertel

With WINGING IT: Improv's Power & Peril in the Age of Trump (Spring Publications), author, professor & philanthropist Randy Fertel explores the role of improvisation & spontaneity in the arts, sciences & culture. We talk about what drew him to the conflict between reason and intuition, the importance of "Yes, And" in more than just a comedic context, the neuroscience of Hot and Cold Cognition, and the moment in graduate school that started him down this path 50 years ago. We get into what improvisation really is, how it underlies creativity and innovation, how Trump embodies its dark side, and how his upbringing in New Orleans may have contributed to his improv-epiphany. We also discuss how canonical authors & works began as outsiders, why the essence of improv is disruption, the importance of ego death and unmediated experience (and why he futilely took heroic amounts of hallucinogens to prepare for a conference panel), the relationship of the Marvel Cinematic Universe to his archetypes, his love for Jon Batiste's 2023 Jazz Fest set, his next project exploring the emergence of global pop culture, and a lot more. Follow Randy on Twitter, Facebook and Instagram • More info at our site • Support The Virtual Memories Show via Patreon or Paypal and via our e-newsletter

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[dinosaurswant2rule]

A new chapter in my MacGyver's been captured by Murdoc and tortured story

@rosieblogstuff - thank you for helping me exercise a bit of self control and not start another WIP :D

@ghostly-prompts - this was born from this prompt

Prompt #588 Soft little thing. So strong, yet so fragile

The premise is Mac after being missing for weeks on end turns up wounded and filthy in the foundation and pulls a gun