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New words to fill out the Swadesh list

2020.09.23 08:08 selguha New words to fill out the Swadesh list

Finally, some word proposals! The ones that are most international, and which in my opinion are the best candidates for root-word status, I will post as separate comments below. Where several words are proposed to translate the same English word, I mean to offer a choice.
English Pandunia Etym. source 1 Etym. source 2 Etym. source 3 Synonyms Derivation Patterned on
there sa we N/A N/A N/A N/A sa + we sa ye
where ki loke N/A N/A N/A sa ke ki + loke ki ren, ki xey, etc.
narrow jay ~ jayi zh: 窄 (zhǎi) en: tight /tait/ ja: せまい (semai) N/A N/A N/A
thin jay ~ jayi " " " " " "
spouse gamike N/A N/A N/A N/A gam- + -ik- + -e N/A
wife femi gamike N/A N/A N/A N/A femi + gamike femi pute, etc.
husband mani gamike N/A N/A N/A N/A mani + gamike femi pute, etc.
mother femi jener N/A N/A N/A mame femi + jener femi pute, etc.
father mani jener N/A N/A N/A pape mani + jener femi pute, etc.
louse xize zh: 虱子 (shīzi) ja: しらみ (shirami) N/A N/A N/A N/A
rope polkorde N/A N/A N/A korde, daykorde, etc. pol- + korde polfase, etc.
rope daykorde N/A N/A N/A korde, polkorde, etc. day- + korde daypawe
cable~rope kable en: cable es: cable ar: حَبْل‎ (ḥabl) korde, polkorde, etc. N/A N/A
leg tunke id: tungkai hi: टांग (ṭāṅg) zh: 腿 (tuǐ) futoxake N/A N/A
guts~intestines antre hi: अंतड़ी (antṛī) fr: entrailles en: entrails N/A N/A N/A
neck unuke ar: عُنُق‎ (ʿunuq) fr: nuque en: neck N/A N/A N/A
breast tete fr: tété es: teta id: tetek N/A N/A N/A
liver ganzange zh: 肝脏 (gānzàng) ko: 간장 (ganjang) ja: 肝臓 (kanzō) N/A N/A N/A
drink liwyama N/A N/A N/A yama liw- + yama N/A
bite (v.) yamkata N/A N/A N/A N/A yam- + kata N/A
breathe nafasu N/A N/A N/A N/A nafas- + -u N/A
fear (v.) fobu N/A N/A N/A N/A fob- + -u suku
scare (v.) foba N/A N/A N/A N/A fob- + -a suka
fight jenga N/A N/A N/A N/A jeng- + -a darba
split (v. tr.) fena N/A N/A N/A N/A fen- + -a darba
split (v. intr.) fenuti N/A N/A N/A N/A fen- + -ut- + -i loguti
scratch (v. tr.) graca en: scratch fr: gratter id: garu frika N/A N/A
scratch (v. tr.) nahuna N/A N/A N/A frika nahune + -a N/A
move (v. intr.) kinu N/A N/A N/A kina kin- + -u estasu
swim boykinu N/A N/A N/A boya boy- + kinu N/A
swim suykinu N/A N/A N/A boya suy- + kinu N/A
hold~grasp handa N/A N/A N/A N/A hand- + -a N/A
wipe masaha ar: مَسَحَ‎ (masaḥa) bn: মচা (mosa) N/A N/A N/A N/A
fog talmegame N/A N/A N/A N/A tal- + megame N/A
sharp caki N/A N/A N/A tezi cak- + -i N/A
Notes
  • Some of these proposed words overlap in meaning with existing Pandunia words, as noted in the Synonyms column.
  • Only femi jener and mani jener are exact synonyms. I think they're worth including in the dictionary because they fill in a paradigm and are well suited to legal and technical usage.
  • [Edit: ki loke also has a near-exact synonym.]
  • I am not sure if 'narrow' and 'thin' should be collapsed, since they appear to be distinct in most source languages. However, I couldn't find a good international candidate for 'thin', so for now, jay might have to do.
  • kina appears to be transitive ('to move something'); paralleling migru / migra, I propose kinu for 'to move oneself', 'to travel some distance through space'.
  • Perhaps 'bite' could be the verbal derivation of an as-yet-uncreated word for 'jaw, mandible'.
  • Various compounds explained below:
  • polkorde 'rope' = 'polycord', 'many-cord'.
  • daycorde 'rope' = 'big-cord'.
  • liwyama 'drink' = 'liquid-consume'.
  • yamkata 'bite' = 'eat-cut'.
  • boykinu 'swim' = 'float-move' (intransitive).
  • suykinu 'swim' = 'water-move' (intransitive).
  • talmegame 'fog' = 'low-cloud'.
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2020.09.10 18:17 rovnrev A Trump - Epstein Timeline: The Trump Admin is full of Epstein connections, both obsessed with modeling, and the weird proximity of property in NY and FL.

People:
Alan Dershowitz, Wilbur Ross, Rudy Giuliani, Steve Mnunchin, Kenneth Starr, Alex Acosta, William Barr, Steve Bannon, Bill Clinton, Prince Andrew all connected to both Trump and Epstein.
The Trump administration is FULL of Epstein connections.

Modeling:
Trump runs Miss Universe Organization along with Miss USA and Miss Teen USA from 1996 to 2017. Source Trump runs Trump Model Management from 1999 to 2017 Source.
Epstein sets up his own modeling agency, saying 'I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.' Source 1 Source 2 Source 3
Proximity:
Epstein is associated with two residences and one office with 1.5 miles of Trump Tower in NYC:
Epstein mansion near Mar-A-Lago in Palm Beach
Trump's Mar-A-Lago was used by Maxwell and Epstein to recruit underage Virginia Roberts:
Its all in the docs
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Timeline of Donald J Trump association with Jeffrey Epstein, and Ghislane Maxwell.
1985
Late 1980's
Trump told New York magazine in 2002 that he had known Epstein for 15 years, suggesting they met around 1987.
Source
1989
1990
Trump reportedly told a former adviser, Roger Stone, that when he visited Epstein's home the pool was filled with girls. Trump said he thought it was nice that Epstein let "the neighborhood kids use his pool".
Q. Now, Mr. Trump had a home in Palm Beach, correct? A. Uh-huh. Q. So he didn't come and stay there, did he? A. No, never. Q. He would come for a meal? A. He would come, have dinner. He never sat at the table. He eat with me in the kitchen. Q. Did he ever have massages while he was there? A. No. Because he's got his own spa.
1991
Stacy Wilkes competed in the 1991 [Look of the Year] contest as a sixteen-year-old, representing the United States. She remembers Trump coming into their dressing area during the contest, more than once. “I would feel really uncomfortable, because every time we would change, it was like Trump would find a reason to come backstage to see all the teenagers,” she told us. “When you’re doing a runway show, they have to strip you down and change you....There was no need for him to be back there.” Trump never tried to justify his presence backstage but would just walk in and start making jokes. The girls didn’t feel that they were free to complain. “We were afraid to say anything bad when he was around because we didn’t want anything to hurt our chances of winning,” Wilkes said. “We were all young teenagers.” Wilkes’s roommate ended up spending the night with one of the celebrity judges, Wilkes said, and later won one of the prizes. “He was gropey...he had his hands in the most inappropriate places, always,” [NaKina] Carr said. [Editor’s note: NaKina Carr was working as a runway model for Oscar de la Renta.] “When he went in to kiss someone, the hand always went to either the hip or the butt. He was also really good when he did pictures or when he’d side-hug someone. He’d always get his hand on the boob. Every time.” Stories about Trump and his hands circulated within the modeling community. At one modeling event, Trump allegedly went down a line of women feeling their bodies to guess their dress size. Backstage at a lingerie show, he is said to have moved his hands all over a model’s breasts under the guise of inspecting the bra’s fabric
1992
In 1992, the women were flown in for a "calendar girl" competition that Trump had requested, the former Trump associate, George Houraney, told The Times. "At the very first party, I said, 'Who's coming tonight? I have 28 girls coming,'" Houraney said. "It was him and Epstein." He added: "I said: 'Donald, this is supposed to be a party with VIPs. You're telling me it's you and Epstein?'" Houraney also apparently once warned Trump about Epstein. "Look, Donald, I know Jeff really well, I can't have him going after younger girls," Houraney recalled telling Trump. "He said: 'Look I'm putting my name on this. I wouldn't put my name on it and have a scandal.'" Houraney had a falling out with Trump after his girlfriend accused Trump of making unwanted sexual advances in the early 1990s.
1994
The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was subject to extreme sexual and physical abuse by the Defendants, Donald J. Trump and Jeffrey E. Epstein, including forcible rape during a four month time span covering the months of June-September 1994 when Plaintiff Johnson was still only a minor of age 13. The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was enticed by promises of money and a modeling career to attend a series of underage sex parties held at the New York City residence of Defendant Jeffrey E. Epstein and attended by Defendant Donald J. Trump.
1995
“This is a good one, right?” Epstein asked the future president, who allegedly smiled and nodded before sharing a chuckle with the depraved hedge funder. Doe’s lawsuit does not accuse Trump of any sexual misconduct.
1996
Trump entered the Miss Teen USA changing room where girls as young as 15 were in various states of undress. “He just came strolling right in,” Dixon said. “There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless. Others girls were naked. Our first introduction to him was when we were at the dress rehearsal and half-naked changing into our bikinis.”
1997
In an interview last week with The Post, Mark Epstein said Trump flew on the plane “numerous times” but said he was only present for one flight. “They were good friends,” Mark Epstein said. “I know [Trump] is trying to distance himself, but they were.” He added that Trump used to comp Epstein’s mother and aunt at one of Trump’s Atlantic City casino hotels. When a Post reporter sought further details, Mark Epstein hung up.
Trump unexpectedly entered the Miss Teen USA dressing room, the reigning Miss Universe, Brook Antoinette Mahealani Lee, recalls Trump asking her about the looks of his daughter Ivanka, who was co-hosting the pageant. “‘Don’t you think my daughter’s hot? She’s hot, right?'” Mahealani Lee recalls Trump saying.
1998
Several models who worked for Epstein associate Jean-Luc Brunel, who allegedly helped procure for him underage girls, tell of being taken to swank parties at Mar-a-Lago. Zoe Brock, a New Zealander who quit Brunel’s agency in Paris in 1991 after, she says, she was on the receiving end of his unwanted sexual advances at age 17, still has the wristband from when, while with another agency, she and other young girls and women were taken together on a bus from Miami to Mar-a-Lago in 1998. At 24, she was one of the eldest women on the bus to Mar-a-Lago, many she is sure were underage.
1999
“And the other interesting thing is Trump had a modeling agency, and Epstein also had a stake in a modeling agency, which they suspect he used to bring in underage girls from overseas,” Brown said. “There is a comment in one of the court files where Epstein is quoted as saying, ‘I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.’ I don’t know what that means, but it is curious he was trying to do something similar to Trump.”
2000
“He’s not pretentious,” says Trump. “He’s a lot of fun to be with.” Maxwell seemed to think so too.
'I remember flying on Trump's plane from LaGuardia to Palm Beach, with Trump and Melania and some of his relatives on board,' the writer said. 'Jeffrey Epstein, Ghislaine Maxwell, and the girl in question were late for the appointed take off time, which is why I remember it so well. 'What I do remember thinking about the girl though is that she was pretty, attractive. She was of an indeterminate age, though I realized she was young - I thought she could be anywhere from 15 to 20. 'She seemed to want to go unnoticed, she didn't talk to anybody and decided to be a wallflower while we were on the plane.
2002
Epstein likes to tell people that he’s a loner, a man who’s never touched alcohol or drugs, and one whose nightlife is far from energetic. And yet if you talk to Donald Trump, a different Epstein emerges. “I’ve known Jeff for fifteen years. Terrific guy,” Trump booms from a speakerphone. “He’s a lot of fun to be with. It is even said that he likes beautiful women as much as I do, and many of them are on the younger side. No doubt about it — Jeffrey enjoys his social life.”
Some of the businessmen who dine with him at his home—they include newspaper publisher Mort Zuckerman, banker Louis Ranieri, Revlon chairman Ronald Perelman, real-estate tycoon Leon Black, former Microsoft executive Nathan Myhrvold, Tom Pritzker (of Hyatt Hotels), and real-estate personality Donald Trump—sometimes seem not all that clear as to what he actually does to earn his millions. Certainly, you won’t find Epstein’s transactions written about on Bloomberg or talked about in the trading rooms. “The trading desks don’t seem to know him. It’s unusual for animals that big not to leave any footprints in the snow,” says a high-level investment manager.
2003
Where: East Side townhouse Table seats: 30 Guest list: Mort Zuckerman, Google co-founder Sergey Brin, David Blaine, Donald Trump, Leslie Wexner of the Limited, disgraced British Cabinet minister Peter Mandelson, Bill Clinton aide Doug Band Menu: Private chef, though last month Rocco DiSpirito cooked dinner after Epstein bid $50,000 for his services at a Hamptons charity. Make it MY place: Epstein hates restaurants, so he often entertains at home. “The dialogues are so engaging that serving even the most extraordinary food sometimes seems inappropriate, like eating pizza at the ballet,” he says. “I had rich shock!” one stunned guest says about Epstein’s house, which the owner claims is the largest private dwelling in the city. At a recent dinner organized by Ghislaine Maxwell, Blaine amused a group of barely clad models with card tricks. Alas, Clinton—around whom the evening had been organized—never showed, though his Secret Service would have appreciated Epstein’s numerous security cameras.
2004
"Can you imagine the sex with this troubled teen?" said Stern. "Yeah, you're probably right," Trump said. "She's probably deeply troubled and therefore great in bed. How come the deeply troubled women, you know, deeply, deeply troubled, they're always the best in bed?"
2005
The Trump campaign did not offer a response to either story, but in a 2005 appearance on Howard Stern’s show, Trump bragged about doing exactly what the women describe. “I’ll go backstage before a show, and everyone’s getting dressed and ready and everything else,” he said.
2006
2007
Meanwhile, the Mar-a-Lago Club in Palm Beach last night confirmed a Web site report that Epstein has been banned there. “He would use the spa to try to procure girls. But one of them, a masseuse about 18 years old, he tried to get her to do things,” a source told us. “Her father found out about it and went absolutely ape-[bleep]. Epstein’s not allowed back.” Epstein denies he is banned from Mar-a-Lago and says, in fact, he was recently invited to an event there.
Another club member explained that Trump "kicked Epstein out after Epstein harassed the daughter of a member. The way this person described it, such an act could irreparably harm the Trump brand, leaving Donald no choice but to remove Epstein," A footnote in the book says the authors were shown the club's registry from more than a decade earlier and that Epstein in fact had been a member until October 2007.
Nunberg, told the Times that Trump was well aware of Epstein’s sordid sexual history, but only took action to distance himself after the public found out about his behavior. According to Nunberg, when he tried to raise concerns about Trump’s ties to Epstein during the 2016 campaign, Trump insisted he had sufficiently distanced himself from his former friend, telling Nunberg, “I kicked him out of the clubs when this stuff became public, and I made sure NBC knew.”
2008
2009
He said in a recent interview that he had served subpoenas on many connected people in 2009, and that Trump was “the only person who picked up the phone and said, ‘Let’s just talk. I’ll give you as much time as you want.’” Edwards added that Trump “was very helpful, in the information that he gave,” calling it “good information that checked out and that helped us.” And, he said, Trump “gave no indication whatsoever that he was involved in anything untoward whatsoever.”
When asked about a subpoena served to Trump in 2009, Garten said it "never happened." The subpoena called for Trump to give a deposition in a case against Epstein; Garten's denial baffled Brad Edwards, one of Virginia Roberts' attorneys. "There is no debate over what happened," Edwards told VICE news. "I served Mr. Trump with a subpoena for deposition in 2009. He talked to me voluntarily, and consequently we withdrew the subpoena in light of his voluntarily providing information…. I can't imagine there being any dispute of any of this."
2010
Q: Have you ever had a personal relationship with Donald Trump? A. What do you mean by "personal relationship," sir? Q. Have you socialized with him? A. Yes, sir. Q. Yes? A. Yes, sir. Q. Have you ever socialized with Donald Trump in the presence of females under the age of 18? A: Though I'd like to answer that question, at least today I'm going to have to assert my Fifth, Sixth, and 14th Amendment rights, sir.
2015
In the week or so leading up to his CPAC speech, David Pecker, who owned the Enquirer until it was sold in ruin earlier this year, visited Trump on the 26th floor of Trump Tower, bringing along an issue with a Prince Andrew and Epstein-related cover, according to people familiar with the meeting. Pecker, of course, was in the business of protecting Trump. An early supporter of his presidential campaign, Pecker has helped “catch and kill” at least two stories involving the real estate mogul and women who claimed to have had affairs with him. After the meeting Trump called in Sam Nunberg, then a Trump Organization employee, who saw Pecker leaving Trump’s office. “Michael was sitting in there when I came in, and the issue of the National Enquirer with the pictures of Prince Andrew was on his desk,” Nunberg recalled. “He said not to tell anyone, but that Pecker had just been there and had brought the issue with him. Trump said that Pecker had told him that the pictures of Clinton that Epstein had from his island were worse.” (Cohen, speaking by phone from the Federal Correctional Institution in Otisville, corroborated Nunberg’s version of the events, though he declined to add any additional information about the meeting.) During the meeting with Pecker, Trump went on about how Epstein was known for this behavior, according to a person familiar with the conversation.
2017
Back in 2008, when Alex Acosta was U.S. attorney for the Southern District of Florida, his office secretly cut a sweetheart deal for child rapist and sex trafficker Jeffrey Epstein. Now Acosta has been watching as increasingly damning evidence piles up, revealing that he was responsible for letting Epstein off the hook the first time around
2018
Mr. Epstein called and asked if I’d like to have dinner that Saturday with him and Woody Allen. I said I’d be out of town. A few weeks after that, he asked me to join him for dinner with the author Michael Wolff and Donald J. Trump’s former adviser, Steve Bannon.
Barr was asked if he would investigate the handling of a decade-old Florida plea deal that let Epstein escape responsibility for his conduct. He said he thought his former law firm was involved in the case so he might have to recuse.
2019
“I can understand people who immediately, whose minds went to sort of the worst-case scenario because it was a perfect storm of screw-ups,” Barr told the AP
2020
The president bolstered his legal team Friday with attorneys Alan Dershowitz and Kenneth Starr, who helped Epstein evade prison time in a now infamously lenient plea deal with Palm Beach prosecutors. Epstein originally faced multiple charges of soliciting and trafficking underage girls, but escaped with just 13 months of house arrest in a deal that caused Trump’s Labor Secretary Alex Acosta to resign under pressure last year. Barr’s father was the headmaster of an elite New York City school that hired college dropout Epstein to teach math and physics. Do these circumstances amount to a conflict of interest requiring mandatory recusal? Barr, apparently after consulting with career ethics officials at DOJ, concluded they did not.
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2020.08.26 00:13 rovnrev Its night two of the RNC. Don't forget Epstein may have introduced Melania and Donald, they flew together, partied together and were close associates from the late 1980's until October 2007.

Are these just coincidences? Lots and lots of coincidences?
People:
Alan Dershowitz, Wilbur Ross, Rudy Giuliani, Steve Mnunchin, Kenneth Starr, Alex Acosta, William Barr, Steve Bannon, Bill Clinton, Prince Andrew all connected to both Trump and Epstein.
The Trump administration is FULL of Epstein connections.
Modeling:
Epstein used modeling agent Jean-Luc Brunel to source underage girls Source
Trump runs Miss Universe Organization along with Miss USA and Miss Teen USA from 1996 to 2017. Source Trump runs Trump Model Management from 1999 to 2017 Source.
Epstein sets up his own modeling agency, saying 'I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.' Source 1 Source 2 Source 3
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Timeline of Donald J Trump association with Jeffrey Epstein, and Ghislane Maxwell.
1985
Late 1980's
Trump told New York magazine in 2002 that he had known Epstein for 15 years, suggesting they met around 1987.
Source
1989
1990
Trump reportedly told a former adviser, Roger Stone, that when he visited Epstein's home the pool was filled with girls. Trump said he thought it was nice that Epstein let "the neighborhood kids use his pool".
Q. Now, Mr. Trump had a home in Palm Beach, correct? A. Uh-huh. Q. So he didn't come and stay there, did he? A. No, never. Q. He would come for a meal? A. He would come, have dinner. He never sat at the table. He eat with me in the kitchen. Q. Did he ever have massages while he was there? A. No. Because he's got his own spa.
1991
Stacy Wilkes competed in the 1991 [Look of the Year] contest as a sixteen-year-old, representing the United States. She remembers Trump coming into their dressing area during the contest, more than once. “I would feel really uncomfortable, because every time we would change, it was like Trump would find a reason to come backstage to see all the teenagers,” she told us. “When you’re doing a runway show, they have to strip you down and change you....There was no need for him to be back there.” Trump never tried to justify his presence backstage but would just walk in and start making jokes. The girls didn’t feel that they were free to complain. “We were afraid to say anything bad when he was around because we didn’t want anything to hurt our chances of winning,” Wilkes said. “We were all young teenagers.” Wilkes’s roommate ended up spending the night with one of the celebrity judges, Wilkes said, and later won one of the prizes. “He was gropey...he had his hands in the most inappropriate places, always,” [NaKina] Carr said. [Editor’s note: NaKina Carr was working as a runway model for Oscar de la Renta.] “When he went in to kiss someone, the hand always went to either the hip or the butt. He was also really good when he did pictures or when he’d side-hug someone. He’d always get his hand on the boob. Every time.” Stories about Trump and his hands circulated within the modeling community. At one modeling event, Trump allegedly went down a line of women feeling their bodies to guess their dress size. Backstage at a lingerie show, he is said to have moved his hands all over a model’s breasts under the guise of inspecting the bra’s fabric
1992
In 1992, the women were flown in for a "calendar girl" competition that Trump had requested, the former Trump associate, George Houraney, told The Times. "At the very first party, I said, 'Who's coming tonight? I have 28 girls coming,'" Houraney said. "It was him and Epstein." He added: "I said: 'Donald, this is supposed to be a party with VIPs. You're telling me it's you and Epstein?'" Houraney also apparently once warned Trump about Epstein. "Look, Donald, I know Jeff really well, I can't have him going after younger girls," Houraney recalled telling Trump. "He said: 'Look I'm putting my name on this. I wouldn't put my name on it and have a scandal.'" Houraney had a falling out with Trump after his girlfriend accused Trump of making unwanted sexual advances in the early 1990s.
1994
The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was subject to extreme sexual and physical abuse by the Defendants, Donald J. Trump and Jeffrey E. Epstein, including forcible rape during a four month time span covering the months of June-September 1994 when Plaintiff Johnson was still only a minor of age 13. The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was enticed by promises of money and a modeling career to attend a series of underage sex parties held at the New York City residence of Defendant Jeffrey E. Epstein and attended by Defendant Donald J. Trump.
1995
“This is a good one, right?” Epstein asked the future president, who allegedly smiled and nodded before sharing a chuckle with the depraved hedge funder. Doe’s lawsuit does not accuse Trump of any sexual misconduct.
1996
Trump entered the Miss Teen USA changing room where girls as young as 15 were in various states of undress. “He just came strolling right in,” Dixon said. “There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless. Others girls were naked. Our first introduction to him was when we were at the dress rehearsal and half-naked changing into our bikinis.”
1997
In an interview last week with The Post, Mark Epstein said Trump flew on the plane “numerous times” but said he was only present for one flight. “They were good friends,” Mark Epstein said. “I know [Trump] is trying to distance himself, but they were.” He added that Trump used to comp Epstein’s mother and aunt at one of Trump’s Atlantic City casino hotels. When a Post reporter sought further details, Mark Epstein hung up.
Trump unexpectedly entered the Miss Teen USA dressing room, the reigning Miss Universe, Brook Antoinette Mahealani Lee, recalls Trump asking her about the looks of his daughter Ivanka, who was co-hosting the pageant. “‘Don’t you think my daughter’s hot? She’s hot, right?'” Mahealani Lee recalls Trump saying.
1998
Several models who worked for Epstein associate Jean-Luc Brunel, who allegedly helped procure for him underage girls, tell of being taken to swank parties at Mar-a-Lago. Zoe Brock, a New Zealander who quit Brunel’s agency in Paris in 1991 after, she says, she was on the receiving end of his unwanted sexual advances at age 17, still has the wristband from when, while with another agency, she and other young girls and women were taken together on a bus from Miami to Mar-a-Lago in 1998. At 24, she was one of the eldest women on the bus to Mar-a-Lago, many she is sure were underage.
1999
“And the other interesting thing is Trump had a modeling agency, and Epstein also had a stake in a modeling agency, which they suspect he used to bring in underage girls from overseas,” Brown said. “There is a comment in one of the court files where Epstein is quoted as saying, ‘I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.’ I don’t know what that means, but it is curious he was trying to do something similar to Trump.”
2000
“He’s not pretentious,” says Trump. “He’s a lot of fun to be with.” Maxwell seemed to think so too.
'I remember flying on Trump's plane from LaGuardia to Palm Beach, with Trump and Melania and some of his relatives on board,' the writer said. 'Jeffrey Epstein, Ghislaine Maxwell, and the girl in question were late for the appointed take off time, which is why I remember it so well. 'What I do remember thinking about the girl though is that she was pretty, attractive. She was of an indeterminate age, though I realized she was young - I thought she could be anywhere from 15 to 20. 'She seemed to want to go unnoticed, she didn't talk to anybody and decided to be a wallflower while we were on the plane.
2002
Epstein likes to tell people that he’s a loner, a man who’s never touched alcohol or drugs, and one whose nightlife is far from energetic. And yet if you talk to Donald Trump, a different Epstein emerges. “I’ve known Jeff for fifteen years. Terrific guy,” Trump booms from a speakerphone. “He’s a lot of fun to be with. It is even said that he likes beautiful women as much as I do, and many of them are on the younger side. No doubt about it — Jeffrey enjoys his social life.”
Some of the businessmen who dine with him at his home—they include newspaper publisher Mort Zuckerman, banker Louis Ranieri, Revlon chairman Ronald Perelman, real-estate tycoon Leon Black, former Microsoft executive Nathan Myhrvold, Tom Pritzker (of Hyatt Hotels), and real-estate personality Donald Trump—sometimes seem not all that clear as to what he actually does to earn his millions. Certainly, you won’t find Epstein’s transactions written about on Bloomberg or talked about in the trading rooms. “The trading desks don’t seem to know him. It’s unusual for animals that big not to leave any footprints in the snow,” says a high-level investment manager.
2003
Where: East Side townhouse Table seats: 30 Guest list: Mort Zuckerman, Google co-founder Sergey Brin, David Blaine, Donald Trump, Leslie Wexner of the Limited, disgraced British Cabinet minister Peter Mandelson, Bill Clinton aide Doug Band Menu: Private chef, though last month Rocco DiSpirito cooked dinner after Epstein bid $50,000 for his services at a Hamptons charity. Make it MY place: Epstein hates restaurants, so he often entertains at home. “The dialogues are so engaging that serving even the most extraordinary food sometimes seems inappropriate, like eating pizza at the ballet,” he says. “I had rich shock!” one stunned guest says about Epstein’s house, which the owner claims is the largest private dwelling in the city. At a recent dinner organized by Ghislaine Maxwell, Blaine amused a group of barely clad models with card tricks. Alas, Clinton—around whom the evening had been organized—never showed, though his Secret Service would have appreciated Epstein’s numerous security cameras.
2004
"Can you imagine the sex with this troubled teen?" said Stern. "Yeah, you're probably right," Trump said. "She's probably deeply troubled and therefore great in bed. How come the deeply troubled women, you know, deeply, deeply troubled, they're always the best in bed?"
2005
The Trump campaign did not offer a response to either story, but in a 2005 appearance on Howard Stern’s show, Trump bragged about doing exactly what the women describe. “I’ll go backstage before a show, and everyone’s getting dressed and ready and everything else,” he said.
2006
2007
Meanwhile, the Mar-a-Lago Club in Palm Beach last night confirmed a Web site report that Epstein has been banned there. “He would use the spa to try to procure girls. But one of them, a masseuse about 18 years old, he tried to get her to do things,” a source told us. “Her father found out about it and went absolutely ape-[bleep]. Epstein’s not allowed back.” Epstein denies he is banned from Mar-a-Lago and says, in fact, he was recently invited to an event there.
Another club member explained that Trump "kicked Epstein out after Epstein harassed the daughter of a member. The way this person described it, such an act could irreparably harm the Trump brand, leaving Donald no choice but to remove Epstein," A footnote in the book says the authors were shown the club's registry from more than a decade earlier and that Epstein in fact had been a member until October 2007.
Nunberg, told the Times that Trump was well aware of Epstein’s sordid sexual history, but only took action to distance himself after the public found out about his behavior. According to Nunberg, when he tried to raise concerns about Trump’s ties to Epstein during the 2016 campaign, Trump insisted he had sufficiently distanced himself from his former friend, telling Nunberg, “I kicked him out of the clubs when this stuff became public, and I made sure NBC knew.”
2008
2009
He said in a recent interview that he had served subpoenas on many connected people in 2009, and that Trump was “the only person who picked up the phone and said, ‘Let’s just talk. I’ll give you as much time as you want.’” Edwards added that Trump “was very helpful, in the information that he gave,” calling it “good information that checked out and that helped us.” And, he said, Trump “gave no indication whatsoever that he was involved in anything untoward whatsoever.”
When asked about a subpoena served to Trump in 2009, Garten said it "never happened." The subpoena called for Trump to give a deposition in a case against Epstein; Garten's denial baffled Brad Edwards, one of Virginia Roberts' attorneys. "There is no debate over what happened," Edwards told VICE news. "I served Mr. Trump with a subpoena for deposition in 2009. He talked to me voluntarily, and consequently we withdrew the subpoena in light of his voluntarily providing information…. I can't imagine there being any dispute of any of this."
2010
Q: Have you ever had a personal relationship with Donald Trump? A. What do you mean by "personal relationship," sir? Q. Have you socialized with him? A. Yes, sir. Q. Yes? A. Yes, sir. Q. Have you ever socialized with Donald Trump in the presence of females under the age of 18? A: Though I'd like to answer that question, at least today I'm going to have to assert my Fifth, Sixth, and 14th Amendment rights, sir.
2015
In the week or so leading up to his CPAC speech, David Pecker, who owned the Enquirer until it was sold in ruin earlier this year, visited Trump on the 26th floor of Trump Tower, bringing along an issue with a Prince Andrew and Epstein-related cover, according to people familiar with the meeting. Pecker, of course, was in the business of protecting Trump. An early supporter of his presidential campaign, Pecker has helped “catch and kill” at least two stories involving the real estate mogul and women who claimed to have had affairs with him. After the meeting Trump called in Sam Nunberg, then a Trump Organization employee, who saw Pecker leaving Trump’s office. “Michael was sitting in there when I came in, and the issue of the National Enquirer with the pictures of Prince Andrew was on his desk,” Nunberg recalled. “He said not to tell anyone, but that Pecker had just been there and had brought the issue with him. Trump said that Pecker had told him that the pictures of Clinton that Epstein had from his island were worse.” (Cohen, speaking by phone from the Federal Correctional Institution in Otisville, corroborated Nunberg’s version of the events, though he declined to add any additional information about the meeting.) During the meeting with Pecker, Trump went on about how Epstein was known for this behavior, according to a person familiar with the conversation.
2017
Back in 2008, when Alex Acosta was U.S. attorney for the Southern District of Florida, his office secretly cut a sweetheart deal for child rapist and sex trafficker Jeffrey Epstein. Now Acosta has been watching as increasingly damning evidence piles up, revealing that he was responsible for letting Epstein off the hook the first time around
2018
Mr. Epstein called and asked if I’d like to have dinner that Saturday with him and Woody Allen. I said I’d be out of town. A few weeks after that, he asked me to join him for dinner with the author Michael Wolff and Donald J. Trump’s former adviser, Steve Bannon.
Barr was asked if he would investigate the handling of a decade-old Florida plea deal that let Epstein escape responsibility for his conduct. He said he thought his former law firm was involved in the case so he might have to recuse.
2019
“I can understand people who immediately, whose minds went to sort of the worst-case scenario because it was a perfect storm of screw-ups,” Barr told the AP
2020
The president bolstered his legal team Friday with attorneys Alan Dershowitz and Kenneth Starr, who helped Epstein evade prison time in a now infamously lenient plea deal with Palm Beach prosecutors. Epstein originally faced multiple charges of soliciting and trafficking underage girls, but escaped with just 13 months of house arrest in a deal that caused Trump’s Labor Secretary Alex Acosta to resign under pressure last year. Barr’s father was the headmaster of an elite New York City school that hired college dropout Epstein to teach math and physics. Do these circumstances amount to a conflict of interest requiring mandatory recusal? Barr, apparently after consulting with career ethics officials at DOJ, concluded they did not.
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Trumps Knowledge of Epstein:
Trump was warned about Epstein as early as 1992 by George Houraney.
Epstein introduced a 14 year old to Trump in 1995.
“This is a good one, right?” Epstein asked the future president, who allegedly smiled and nodded before sharing a chuckle with the depraved hedge funder. Doe’s lawsuit does not accuse Trump of any sexual misconduct.
Trump does not distance himself or make negative statements about Epstein or Prince Andrew until after tabloid stories about Epstein are published in 2006.
Can anyone find Trump calling out his close associates for their pedophilia prior to 2006? I cant find anything prior to 2007 on Epstein and 2015 on Prince Andrew.
Epstein and Maxwell have a history back to at least 1992 with Trump
Clear evidence shows Epstein, Maxwell, and Trump together at Mar-A-Lago and in NYC. Not just a few photographs, a mountain of photographs and tabloid articles spanning many years and many events together.
Epstein, Maxwell, and Trump flew together on more than one occasion, on Epstein's Gulfstream and on Trump's 727.
Epstein's black book contained contact info for Trump in 2004.
14 phone numbers for Donald Trump, including emergency numbers, car numbers, and numbers to Trump's security guard and houseman, Trump's former wife Ivana, his daughter Ivanka, and his brother Robert.
Trump praised Epstein and wishes Maxwell well
Trump's language about Epstein and Maxwell is only positive. 2009 is the only time Trump speaks negatively of Epstein, and even then we do not have Bradley Edwards notes or recordings of the "dirt" Trump spilled on Epstein.
Trump's harshest words? “I’m not a fan of his,” the president said. And outright lies that Epstein was not a member of Mar-A-Lago, easily disproved. Source 1 Source 2
Trump's Mar-A-Lago was used by Maxwell and Epstein to recruit underage Virginia Roberts:
Its all in the docs

Before the whataboutism brigade gets here. Buh buh buh buh.....but we already know about Billary. Billary is the same beast as DJT.
Oh sorry, here is Bill and Hillary at Donald and Melania's 2005 wedding.
Trump has spent years courting Hillary and other Dems
Bill Clinton Still Has a Locker at Trump’s Westchester Golf Course
Once upon a time, when Bill Clinton needed a golf haven, he turned to Donald Trump
When Hillary and Donald Were Friends
Trump gave at least $100K to Clinton Foundation
Sure you can see the symbolism Trump with PIZZA!!! Trump with MORE PIZZA!!!
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2020.08.25 15:41 May-Marzo A discussion on rivals

So i started thinking about the rivals earlier today and noticed how they could basically be ascribed to one of two groups. Fetish rivals and cliche rivals.i will start with the cliche rivals first.
The cliche rivals are there to basically fill a certain generic anime trope. They have nothing else to them besides that one (or two) trope(s) to their name.
Osana Najimi > Childhood friend and tsundere Examples: in every romance or harem anime
Kizana Sunobu > rich b*tch Examples: Luviagelita Edelfelt (Fate) and Selnia Iori Flameheart (ladies vs butler)
Asu Rito > Tom boy, sporty girl Examples: Aoi asahina (danganronpa)
Osoro Shidesu > foul-mouthed, sukeban Examples: Priest Saturn (god of highschool) and Aoi kunieda (beelzebub)
Megami saikou > student Council president Examples: Medaka kurokami (medaka box) and Satsuki Kiriyuin (kill la kill)
(Quick mention of oka as she is not really a cliche or fetish rival, she is basically just the hex maniac from pokemon put in yan sim.)
Now onto the fetish rivals, which are basically the ones I believe basically were added to fill Alex's desire. These ones need a bit more explaing then the cliché rivals
Hanako Yamada, also is a cliche rival with being an imouto but is mostly a fetish rival. She basically fills the fantasy of a sweet, innocent girl falling for her older brother. She's the youngest character in the game and is most certainly a minor even if Alex tries to rebuke that.
This next one, feel free to disagree with me is I think Amai Odayaka, who acts like a deredere but also is a way of having a house wife character, though distinctly not an adult. Again is a deredere for sure and is good at cooking, meaning that Alex can fantasise of a lovely girl, able to cook and do chores for him or anyone for that matter.
Now the last two rivals I have yet to mention are the reason why I made this post and basically are the two big fetish ones.
Muja kina is just a dumb, ditzy bimbo who wears a skimpy nurse outfit and finally Mida Rana is just a busty teacher that is into underage boys alongside Muja, and is basically alex trying to make his fans think this is OK to happen. These two basically are based on Shizuka Marikawa (from highschool of the dead) and Meiko Shiraki (from prison school) respectively. Both from anime not suitable for <18.
At the end, this is just basically what I thought and noticed. Feel free to disagree
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2020.08.21 18:21 SabatonBabylon The HEL Jumper [Chapter 3.24]

Book 1 of The HEL Jumper
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“You know, I don’t usually find myself proven wrong in such matters, but I’m happy to concede in this case. So you believe it will be a girl then?” Gentia asked, looking over Asha’s ultrasound results with Yvonne. “I think Zolta will be very happy.”
At the later hour there was not much traffic within the temple of Meylith, the cubs too young to work and worshippers having returned home for the most part. As such it was easy to find privacy on one of the wooden benches without retreating to the maternity ward annex. The priestess was turning another copy of the blurry, black and white photograph over in her hands, examining both the subject and the material.
“Certain assumptions had to be made given I have never examined one of your kind before,” the doctor admitted. “But I am quite confident in making them at this juncture, with the child so well developed. Oh, would you excuse me for a moment? I should see who that is.”
Gentia’s old ears had caught the sound of faint ringing and vibration, which turned out to be the inscrutable tablet-like device that Yvonne used for a variety of tasks. Every human, save Russell, seemed to carry one about at all times. Whatever the message was, the doctor only needed a moment to process it. “Was it young Alice? You have that look about you,” Gentia offered with a knowing smile. “I assume it’s mild exasperation, but you’ll have to tell me if not. At least you are able to speak our language with those marvelous devices of yours. I realize I never told you that I like your fur better this way. I believe it looks more dignified, but that’s my own age and graying fur showing, perhaps. This is your natural color?”
“You don’t seem very surprised. Yes, it is,” Yvonne confirmed, running a hand through her thick, shoulder-length locks.
“Why should I be surprised?” Gentia countered, rolling her shoulders slightly. “You mentioned such a thing could be done to young Asha the other day. I have no reason to not believe you. Now, what news?”
“You may not like it,” the human warned, though her tone was not dire by any stretch. “It appears that your husband would like to accompany us on a resource gathering mission in space. The way Alice describes it, it is considered to be the realm of your god of death? I have been asked to verify his health as a matter of safety, but I did not bring my tools with me. At least life is never boring with Natori and Alice in the mix.”
Gentia rested two fingers against her brow, indulging in a world-weary sigh as she clearly felt the same as Yvonne. “The young ones have already done so safely but… yes, that does sound like my dear Thantis. His spirit seems to grow only younger as our bodies grow older.”
As though called by name, the death priest himself chose that moment to shuffle into the temple. “Dear? I made some tea for dinner. Shall we eat here or at my temple?”
“It would seem you also bring some news for me, hmm?” Gentia replied, giving Yvonne an apologetic glance before standing and leaving her side. She and Thantis nuzzled one another briefly before the head priestess of Meylith was back to all business.
“Yvonne will have dinner with us tonight if she is amenable,” she declared with a look over her shoulder. “There is much for you to explain, my love. Yvonne, we spoke of your family when we first met. Did your mate accompany you on this journey to our world?”
“Yes, we spoke briefly of Gerard and my children,” Yvonne affirmed, currently in the process of penning a text message to the very same. Even if he did not deliver her medical equipment himself, she trusted him to select the right tools for the job of reviewing Thantis’ state of health.
“Do you think he’d like to join us?” Gentia proposed. “If the rumors are correct, it seems those who share meals with us on Mara have a tendency to come back for more. Do you know what Ursol does every morning now, Thantis?”
“I believe I’m about to hear. But perhaps we should formally extend our invitation first, my dear? Your mind is moving faster than your lips and feathers,” Thantis replied, his tone making it clear that such a quality was one of the reasons he and Gentia were mated.
“He tells me what he and Lachlan eat for breakfast and what the human likes most. Simply adorable. Yvonne?” Gentia asked simply, gathering up her cloak and a basket. “Our dinner would be at Thantis’ temple. Some privacy will be afforded there.”
“And we would be happy to accept. I hope you don’t mind a bit of a later night? It will take some time for him to join us,” the frenchwoman explained.
“Unless you wish to dine on dried meat and raw vegetables, I am not concerned,” the priestess replied kindly as Yvonne checked the shuttle schedule for the Event Horizon. Seeing how late the return window would be, she quickly added a request to her husband for a thermos of coffee. Her reply was a thumbs up, a cup of coffee, and a French flag emoji. With a satisfied, loving smile that could only be conjured by her eccentric husband, along with a brief snort through her nose in place of a laugh, she stowed her tablet away so as not to be rude.
“My husband and I gladly accept. Is there anything I can help you with?” Yvonne wondered. Gentia waved her hand, bidding Yvonne to accompany the two older Cauthan on a short ‘shopping trip’ to the granary at the back of the temple.
“I will show you some of our produce then. Come, please. How much does your mate eat? I was going to cook for four, but if he is the particularly hungry sort?”
“You need not concern yourself,” Yvonne assured her with a small laugh. “Gerard and I appreciate quality over quantity. After so much time aboard, I think he will be most pleased simply to come visit and have a real meal. Although...”
“Is something wrong?” Thantis wondered as Yvonne stroked her chin thoughtfully.
“No no, not at all. I am simply concerned that if I am not there to meet him when he arrives we may never see him tonight. He is an exceptionally curious man who would no doubt find even those little animals caged outside the walls to be interesting.”
“Then I eagerly await this evening’s conversation,” Thantis piped up. “Speaking of which, Gentia, did my apprentice ever stop by with his human?”
Gentia paused, having just reached out to select a dato from one of their storage baskets, made to keep produce dry and unspoiled between harvests. “His human? Thantis, just what have you been getting up to over the last cycle?”
“Nothing my dear! I simply misspoke. He is accompanying one of the humans who is supposed to help us grow more food. She visited our village for the first time today. I had thought they might have stopped by to speak with you.”
“I have seen neither hide nor hair of either him or this human you speak of,” Gentia related firmly before refocusing her mate on the task at hand. “Now, shall we have grain or bread with our stew tonight?”
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Elsewhere in the village, a similar question was being answered as Xan’s mother fussed about her family’s communal pot. In a remarkable coup, her eldest son had brought home a girl. Disappointingly from the perspective of grandcubs, that girl was a human. “So, how did you two meet?” she asked her son as he sat on one of their chairs and warmed his leg by the cooking fire. Anita blushed furiously upon hearing the translation, but she generally had her hands full speaking with Xan’s younger sister. Given her older brother had been palling around with humans of one form or another for almost a year, she was in no mood to allow such an opportunity to go to waste.
“Do you have to ask it like that?” Xan demanded of his mom. From behind him, his father chuckled as if to say ‘yes, of course, she’s your mother’. “It’s nothing like that. She’s in charge of these crazy metal machines the humans have that grow all sorts of plants I’ve never seen before from their homeworld. I suppose it’s what they all eat on board that thing. I didn’t see any animals like chesko or shen up there. Anyway, since Antoth made that agreement to try and have them grow some of our food, I was being shown this stuff by Alice and we met. Now she’s here to learn about our plants. Here, Anita, as promised,” Xan offered, interrupting his sister who was touching the human’s braided ponytail with an expression that bordered on reverence, her feathers shaking with excitement. His mother had just finished slicing up a couple of kina, and he secured a small portion of the fleshy, seed-filled center of the vegetable for Anita. He handed that over along with several motes of grain that he knew would sprout if planted and watered.
With gentle touch, Anita separated herself from Xan’s sister and opened up her bag, the practice of horticulture taking her mind off of how incredibly nervous she was. His mother making dating jokes only added to the oppressive weight of not wanting to commit a cultural faux pas amongst aliens she barely understood and with whom Alice and her brother had established relationships. Plants, however, she was comfortable with. Each crop was meticulously stored and the respective tubes labeled before she stashed them away again. “Thank you, Xan. I will plant them tonight!”
“He didn’t give you much trouble today, did he?” Xan’s father asked. “Didn’t coerce you into joining us tonight with the promise of seeds?”
“Oh for the love of Kel, dad!” Xan exclaimed before turning back to Anita. “Sorry, this may have been a mistake.”
“He was quite helpful and definitely didn’t engage in any such thing,” Anita offered in his defense. “I’m sorry I didn’t bring anything to contribute. This has all been rather sudden. I didn’t even bring real boots with me when I left Earth.”
“Nonsense! No need to worry about such things with times as good as they are and harvests coming in. You can pay us back when you grow some of these things yourself, eh?” Xan’s father suggested before poking his son. “You told her the tips and tricks?”
“What? About the kina?”
“About all of them!” the older male exclaimed, gesturing to their guest. “What’s your name again?”
“A-Anita, sir.”
“Well Anita, it’s a good thing you came here tonight. My son’s had swords and shields on his mind from the time he could swing one, never cared much for the cultivation of the food that kept him alive to do so.”
Xan grumbled and muttered as his dad clapped him on the shoulder. “And we couldn’t be more proud of him, and what he’s done. We’ll get you set up right, tell you all you need to know to make those seeds sprout.”
“My my, you’re feeling so generous tonight, dear!” Xan’s mother commented, shaving a bit of root into the stew with a cooking knife. The unassuming Cauthan mother sported glasses on the bridge of her nose, a gift from Alice and the crew of the Event Horizon.
“These humans gave you your sight! This is only appropriate,” he insisted. “Besides, more food couldn’t possibly be a bad thing, right?”
“He happens to find them quite fetching, is what he means. I like them too!” Xan’s mother said quietly to Anita. “What do you need to know?”
Suddenly on the spot and scrutinized by five pairs of eyes, including Xan’s younger brother who’d not said a word to her, choosing to stare cautiously instead, Anita found her voice quite fleeting. “Do you want something to drink?” Xan asked. “Come on, we can go grab some water nearby. Mom, dad, you can tell her all about farming over dinner. Just give her a chance to get settled alright?”
“We have some right here,” Xan’s mother pointed out, gesturing to a wooden bucket. “But that’s fine, sweetie. We can speak while we eat dinner.”
“How did you make your fur grow so long?” Xan’s sister interjected, unable to contain herself any longer in the midst of such boring conversation. “Mine falls out every year!”
“Oh, well this isn’t fur exactly,” Anita tried to explain. “Where I come from there are many animals that have fur like you do, that sheds every year. My hair is a little different.”
“What’s hair?”
“Well it’s… fur that doesn’t shed or fall out every year. I’m sorry, I’m not very good at this,” Anita apologized as Xan’s sister just cocked her head in confusion.
“Eh, it’s fine,” Xan assured her. “I’ll ask Alice or Io to explain it to me and then I’ll teach her.”
“Everyone grab a bowl now,” Xan’s mother ordered, effectively declaring dinner to be prepared. His younger siblings rushed to collect their helpings, and when Anita insisted it was fine that they be served first, the meal began in earnest. All she could do was hope that dinner’s discussion would prove a bit less awkward and that the food wouldn’t disagree with her.
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As it turned out, Anita managed to survive the meal. And while she felt she’d come through relatively unscathed, waiting for a very late shuttle at the western gate with Xan, it was clear that a certain couple had positively thrived during their sharing of Cauthan victuals.
“As we grow older we lose bit by bit off the ends, every cycle coming closer to destroying the important parts that we need.”
“My word! How terrifying,” Thantis exclaimed as Gerard explained the concept of a telomere with the sort of gravitas that only a cellular biologist of romantic origins could conjure. It was for the best, however, with metaphor and a dash of fantasy being the only way to adequately convey such ideas to a priest whose scientific acumen was defined by a rudimentary understanding of germ theory.
“Yes, quite humbling, isn’t it? To think we have our own wicks burning within us, billions of candles slowly and inevitably snuffing themselves out. If they stop, we stop. I would not be surprised if you are the same way, my friend,” Gerard posited as a faint, moving light became visible in the skies above.
“Has he always possessed such a flair for the dramatic?” Gentia whispered in Yvonne’s ear, the two matrons having spent an enjoyable evening together over stew and discussion of maternal and prenatal care.
“I am pleased to report that he has always been this way,” Yvonne answered, both of the women smirking knowingly as Thantis proposed a rather acute question for a Cauthan who had only just been introduced to the concept of a cell.
“But Gerard, and I do hope I pronounced that right.”
“Stupendous, Thantis! Please, carry on,” the Frenchman encouraged.
“You said that this… essence of life, if you will, is passed from parent to child. How can it be that it itself ages, and yet I assume your offspring are born young just as ours are?”
The very starlight above seemed to twinkle in Gerard’s eye, convincing Gentia at least that there was such a thing as fate. Nothing else could have brought such men together over such distances. “Thantis, mon ami, that is the question that I have striven to answer my whole life. If one could solve that riddle, perhaps one could stave off death itself.”
“Such things are not to be trifled with,” Thantis warned sagely.
“On this I am in agreement,” Gerard stated. “But if you could spend another year with your beloved, would you not?”
“I will spend an eternity at her side, Gerard. Such things are not necessary,” Thantis said in turn, causing Yvonne to heave a dramatic breath and fan herself in the warm air of that summer night.
“Do you have any idea what they’re talking about?” Xan whispered to Anita. Her answer was a fitful shrug.
“Something about aging and telomeres, I think?”
“A what now?” the young Cauthan requested with a wiggle of his scarred ear.
“Xan, I don’t think I’ll be able to explain this to you if I couldn’t even tell your sister what hair is,” Anita lamented.
“Oh it’s fine. She just gets that way anytime she can’t know something about anything. It really is quite long though. I’m impressed. This is probably as long as my fur or feathers will ever grow. But at least I have scales and you don’t!” he laughed.
“Yes, I suppose you do,” Anita agreed, looking down at his wrists and feet. Small, interlocking scales glinted in the light of several torches that were lit at the gates. Even with the addition of numerous modern lanterns, the guard force was not so quick to abandon tradition.
“Do you have everything you think you’ll need?” Xan asked her. “From the sound of it, before they went off on that tangent about life and everything else, it seems like Thantis will be going up to your ship for a couple days after all. That means I’ll have to stay down here.”
“You and your family gave me everything I needed and more, Xan. I am very grateful to you all. I will do my best to ensure these seeds bear fruit,” she promised as Cromwell’s shuttle touched down for the third time that day. “Farewell, Xan.”
“Woah woah hey, don’t… don’t say it like that?” he requested, standing a bit straighter as Yvonne showed Gentia and Thantis how to bid a close acquaintance good evening in the French tradition, with a quick kiss on each cheek. The Cauthan took to it splendidly, laughing as their longer muzzles resulted in inadvertent eskimo kisses.
“Like what?” Anita asked, meeting his eyes. He tapped his cane a couple times on the ground as though the vibrations might conjure the correct words.
“It’s just that when you put it that way it sounded like you were saying goodbye for good, you know? You all aren’t leaving, right?”
“No, no of course not, Xan. The Event Horizon will return after a couple of days while we search for raw materials, and Thantis will be returned to your village,” she promised, feeling confident that Natori, for all his harebrained schemes, would not engage in any funny business regarding such an emissary as the chief death priest of the village.
“Ok, ok that’s good,” Xan nodded. “Do you think you’ll come back down here or… do you have what you need?” He wondered with an oddly tight chest. He shook his head briefly to rid himself of the momentary funk. While Xan’s proved fleeting, by the time he refocused on Anita she was still processing what he’d asked of her.
“You want me to come back to the village?” she asked, glancing at the shuttle. “I’m sorry, Xan. I need to go. It’s already quite late and I’ve kept you from your family. Thank you so much for everything today, you were very kind.”
“You’re welcome,” he murmured as Anita suddenly dashed off, making for the shuttle and the Event Horizon beyond. Left behind was a rather confused and conflicted apprentice death priest, observed closely by Thantis and Gentia. With assurances that a shuttle would arrive in the morning to collect the elder for his voyage, Brick kicked off the ground and began its ascent.
“I haven’t seen you this confused since I started teaching you runes, my apprentice,” Thantis observed.
“Oh Thantis that’s not confusion,” Gentia insisted sweetly. “That is the look of words unsaid.”
“Can I be confused about what I should or shouldn’t have said?” Xan asked sarcastically before changing his tone to one of appropriate respect. “Are you really going to go up there, Thantis?”
“Even if it is to be the last thing I do, I feel that I must,” the Cauthan stated bravely. “You have seen His domain, Xan. I selfishly wish to do the same.”
“After a lifetime of service, you tell Kel if you see him that if you are not returned to me I shall find him when I pass on and deliver unto him a tirade to last a thousand years!” Gentia insisted before taking Thantis’ paw in hers. “Just remember those of us you will leave behind.”
“Of course, my love,” Thantis promised. “Besides, Xan has yet to master my long list of brews and teas!”
“Look, if that’s what it takes,” Xan allowed, turning for home. “Let’s get back inside though. Even with the ursae gone the forest still freaks me out at night.”
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The next morning, the village was paid a visit by a rather important envoy in the form of Natori Kaczynski himself, who sought out Gentia and Thantis at the Temple of Kel.
“First of all, please allow me to extend my gratitude to you for allowing one of my horticultural engineers- I’m sorry, that’s a rather obtuse way of saying farmer!” he chuckled, realizing the translation likely wasn’t going through too well based on their expressions. “Thank you for allowing one of our farmers samples of your crops and soil. I have full confidence in her ability to grow a fine crop.”
Gentia and Thantis looked at one another. “I did not distribute any seeds from the granary last night,” the priestess of Meylith supplied.
“That was me, actually,” Xan piped up from where he sat in the corner. While he wasn’t involved in the conversation per se, Thantis was about to depart the village for the first time in living memory. It was necessary for him to be present. “We gave her some seeds and dato from our dinner last night, nothing serious. We didn’t have any erulass seeds though. It might be good to give her some of those? They have the space. Would be nice to have some more of that stuff without cutting down on food production.”
“You believe such a thing is wise, Xan?” Gentia demanded curiously, looking between him and Natori.
“If it were him planting them? No,” Xan laughed, promptly followed by Natori himself.
“An excellent judge of character! Can’t say I have a green thumb by any stretch of the imagination,” the human cut in. The Cauthan all looked at his rather dark and certainly not green thumbs, so he elaborated. “Ah, pardon me. It’s another human saying. To say one has a green thumb implies that one is skilled at growing and caring for plants. Anita has two of them, if I say so myself.”
“Just a handful, Gentia? Let her see if she can make it work?” Xan requested. The elders spoke silently with one another, feathers and long decades at one another’s side more than sufficient to come to a conclusion.
“I will send Thantis with the seeds today,” she affirmed before turning a stern gaze on Natori. “Now you will convince me that you will return my mate to me. I am not yet ready to say goodbye to him.”
“You have my word, madame,” Natori promised. “The safety of my crew and any guests aboard our vessel is always my first priority. This will be a standard operation and he will be offered a seat next to my own to oversee the process. I can assure you it’s quite a comfortable chair.”
Xan chuckled as Gentia’s feathers ruffled disappointedly. “If I were worried about his bottom we would not be speaking. My dear, you should go before I change my mind.”
“I will return him to you in two or three days depending on how quickly the operation proceeds,” Kaczynski continued. “And I will offer you the same pledge that I gave to Alice and Russell’s father. If I break my promise, for whatever reason, it will be because there is nothing left of me in this world.”
That statement held Gentia’s attention as she took Thantis’ hand in hers. “If that should happen I will be sure to find you all when I pass on. Go with Meylith’s blessing. all of you. Selah. I suppose while you are gone I can attempt to convince Ratha to see this healer of yours, Yvonne Dupuis. She’s made quite the impression on Asha.” Gentia held up the photograph of Asha’s child as proof before suddenly waving her feathers violently. “I’ve changed my mind.”
Natori sat straight in the simple wooden chair he’d been offered, still a great height above the assembled Cauthan as early morning light filtered into the temple and onto Thantis’ scrolls, ‘operating table’, and other tools of the trade. “Might I request an explanation, Gentia?”
“I have an additional condition, if you insist on borrowing my mate for this little voyage.”
Though it would have been easy enough for Natori to point out that he was hardly insisting on anything, and that if anyone was intent on the voyage it was Thantis himself, he allowed her to continue. “Please, I would hear it then.”
“There is an orphaned girl I care for at my temple every day, Ketra. Her parents did not survive the raid on our village.” Gentia fell silent for a moment, uttering a silent prayer to the Mother for guidance, to give her a sign if what she was about to propose was insanity. “I want her to grow up in a world of ample food, shelter, warmth, and healing. I want her to grow up in a world where you can look at a cub before she is born, a world where metal can fly, a world that produces people like Russell and Alice Winters… and Lachlan MacGregor for that matter.”
Natori blinked twice in rapid succession. He had seen the pacification of the Gorgons firsthand, pioneered the Juggernaut initiative, negotiated funding for the Event Horizon against Generals and Admirals from Delta, and stared down William Osmundson and Marshall Winters simultaneously, in person. In that moment however, he found himself more nervous than the day he’d gotten down on one knee and asked his wife to be his.
“I want two humans, a male and female, to adopt Ketra and care for her alongside me. I want them to educate her as she grows older and find her a profession or occupation like all of your crew seem to have,” Gentia finally laid out her plan, her feathers flared in warning.
“Gentia, can you do that?!” Xan demanded, utterly aghast. “Or… I mean… wouldn’t it make more sense for one parent to be Cauthan at least? I assume when she gets to my age she’d want to take a mate of her own kind and everything? Humans don’t know about that.”
“You are thinking of Russell and Veera?” Thantis presumed keenly. Xan looked at the floor and raised his small crest of feathers in assent. “My dear, did they not already speak with you about Ketra?”
“It has come up,” Gentia affirmed. “And while I think it would be a splendid idea under other circumstances, they are a very active couple. They are raising a hyrven, Xan. They leave the village for cycles and seasons at a time.”
“Oh, yeah that’s a pretty good point. I just can’t see Alice raising a cub, you know?” To Xan’s surprise, his comment had Natori almost doubled over in laughter.
“On that you and I are in agreement, my furred and feathered friend!” he boomed. “Just don’t tell her I said that. Gentia, this is not a request given lightly, and I will not take it lightly. Please allow me to ruminate on this over the course of our resupply voyage. I promise a reply upon our return. What you suggest could place an impossible burden on this young Cauthan’s shoulders.” Natori paused and brought his hands together between his knees, adopting a most serious posture. “And it could solidify a bond between our people that endures for generations.”
“Very well, that is a reasonable request,” Gentia assented, standing with the help of her cane. “Thantis, my dear, come find me and I will have some seeds ready for you. And Xan?”
“Y-yes?” the young Cauthan replied, surprised to be called upon at all at that juncture.
“I am pleased that your sword swinging days are behind you. It has allowed your wisdom and compassion to show through. Do look after the temple while my mate is gone?” she requested, though he knew well enough it was a demand, coming from Gentia.
“Of course, Gentia. Thanks,” Xan replied awkwardly, though it earned him a look of immense approval from Thantis. Natori stood as well.
“Might I ask one of you to direct me to the residence of Veera and Russell Winters?” the Admiral spoke.
“I can,” Xan volunteered.
“I appreciate that very much. Thantis, my shuttle is waiting at the western gate. The pilot is expecting you. I should not be long,” Natori explained.
“Thank you, Admiral. I will see you shortly then,” Thantis agreed. With negotiations concluded for the time being, the four individuals filed out of the temple and into the light of another warm but pleasant summer’s day. When Thantis and Gentia turned for the Temple of Meylith, Xan continued west and then north with Natori. After a leisurely stroll on account of Xan’s leg, during which the Admiral took the opportunity to acquaint himself with a new portion of the village and Cauthan life, they arrived at the unassuming blockhouse that was Veera’s residence. Fenrir’s low growl could be heard from inside.
“Oh stop it you, it’s just me,” Xan ordered, entering after a perfunctory knock to find the couple in the middle of breakfast along with Alice.
“No need to get up!” Natori added quickly as Russell made to stand. “Once again I apologize for intruding upon meal time but I found myself in the area and needed to make a request of you, Lieutenant.”
“What’s that, sir?” Russell wondered as Io joined the crowd, projecting herself from the B-MASS as Xan gave Fenrir some love and attention in the form of claw scratches under the chin and behind the ears.
“As you are likely aware we will be leaving orbit to resupply our stores of water, organic compounds, and various metals. During that time the Event Horizon will be out of real-time contact with the orbital communications network we established upon arrival here. While I am not worried in the slightest about the two of you,” Natori gestured to Russell and Alice. “It would allow me to rest easier if you would oversee operations at the Forge while I’m gone, Lieutenant.”
“Isn’t your Jumper team currently there, sir?” Russell asked as Veera’s expression turned slightly sour.
“They are,” Kaczynski confirmed. “However you and Io explored much farther into the facility than they did. I am not authorizing any expeditions while I am gone, but in the event the situation on the ground changes at an inopportune moment, I would feel much better knowing that there are five Jumpers and an AI protecting my science teams.”
“Fancy a trip back to the hot springs?” Russell asked his wife. Veera unsheathed her claws and looked pointedly at Natori.
“So long as those barbarous men know to stay away from me,” she declared without fear.
The Admiral tilted his head and nodded in acknowledgment. “I have made it abundantly clear what will happen to them in the event of another incident. I daresay they would prefer to be gutted by those talons of yours in that event. I would also like to reiterate that Lance Corporal Mendes is now in command of the Jumper team. I ask that you give him a chance to prove himself in this role.”
‘And me, Admiral?’ Io questioned. ‘Fret not, Veera. I am more than capable of locking their armor if those boneheads decide they fancy some revenge.’
“I have notified the crew of your existence, Io,” Natori explained as Veera offered him a bit of breakfast, dried chesko with vegetables. His expression brightened immediately upon tasting it. “Oh, thank you kindly Veera. Mmm, no wonder pilot Cromwell is feeling overworked of late! Cooking like this might put Gus out of a job. Yes, thank you indeed. Let’s hope Anita is able to replicate something similar. To the topic at hand, however. Io, you should feel free to introduce yourself to the crew as you see fit. There will not be any further surprises as there were with the Dupuis couple. That being said, it may be best if things remain on a ‘need to know’ basis, so to speak.”
‘I do not disagree,’ Io replied after some consideration. ‘You are aware that with our connection severed the various VI operations aboard the Event Horizon will revert to their previous levels of functionality, yes?’
“I presumed that would be the case. Though it has been a boon having you aboard, Io, we survived without you and we must retain our ability to do so,” Natori stated diplomatically. “Lieutenant, thank you in advance for your efforts. You should be able to get in touch with Private Orlova via the communications network. She has a shuttle on the ground and will be in charge of transportation while we’re gone. Do you have any questions?”
“None, sir. Seems simple enough,” Russell replied, turning to Veera. “You think we should bring Fenrir along?”
“So this is one of those human requests that isn’t a request at all?” the Cauthan deduced easily, waving her feathers in agitation. “Yes, I suppose we should then. And for the record, I’m firmly against anyone going inside Kel’s Forge!”
‘Veera, under other circumstances I would agree with you,’ Io offered compassionately. ‘However there’s a very good chance that the forge is what destroyed Russell’s ship. If that’s true, it’s also preventing the Event Horizon from returning home. This is a danger that must be faced.’
“I know that,” Veera grumbled, causing Natori to reflect upon Gentia’s request and just how challenging such a thing as raising a Cauthan in modernity might be, to say nothing of asking younger members of the crew to potentially volunteer as parents. He didn’t think any of his texts on ethics back in his cabin would be of much use. Reality tended to frustrate those sorts of lofty considerations.
“Hey, with any luck we’ll just hop over for a couple days, glare at those two idiots, and spend some time having sex in the hot springs, alright?” Russell assured her. Veera’s feathers exploded into motion as Alice choked on her breakfast and Natori’s brows ascended so quickly they threatened to leave his forehead altogether. Io was fanning herself delightedly.
“Well,” the Admiral cleared his throat. “I will just say that I’m all for making the most of any down time and that I trust your judgment, Lieutenant. Veera, I appreciate your concerns regarding the site, and I assure you we are doing everything we can to not disturb it as we learn more. Alice, will you be remaining here or coming along with us?”
“I think it’s best if I remain here, sir,” Alice replied. “Xan will be in charge of the temple all on his own, and it would be good if I’m around to answer any questions Zolta or Asha have since Yvonne will be aboard the ship.”
Natori tapped his chin and nodded in agreement. “Very well, then I believe we have nothing further to discuss! A good day to you all. We will be back in touch in a couple days.”
“Yes sir, Admiral,” Russell replied, standing and saluting quickly as Io waved a handkerchief at him.
‘Allzeit gute Fahrt, Natori.’
“Thank you, Io. Selah to you, Veera and Xan,” the Admiral offered before heading on his way, allowing them to finish their breakfast.
“I would have been fine at the temple if you wanted to go,” Xan muttered Alice’s way.
“I never said you wouldn’t, Xan,” she replied apologetically. “But I still think a human should be around for Asha and Zolta. Lachlan has his hands full with Sentaura and her son.”
“That one spiraled out of control rather quickly,” Veera added. “But I’ve seen them around the village often. I think he’s been a good influence on the little one. Wasn’t he originally supposed to be protecting you, Alice?”
The civilian shrugged her shoulders. “Of course, but things have been pretty peaceful so far. I don’t think anyone doubts he’d be on the walls with his rifle the moment trouble shows up.”
“Why didn’t you ever do that?” Veera asked her husband, struck by how sensible a defensive play that would be.
“Didn’t have a gigantic forge full of raw materials floating above my head to replenish my ammunition?” Russell offered matter of factly. “They were also inside the gates by the time we woke up.”
“You’re right, I shouldn’t be questioning the actions that delivered us this happiness,” Veera said with a sage, soft tone, standing and planting a light kiss on her husband’s cheek. She began clearing away plates and putting out the cooking fire. “I should speak with Staroth if we’re going to be galavanting around Mara again.”
“I’ll pack our things. Ready to check out the forge with full batteries, Io?” Russell asked as he joined in the morning work. He winked at his AI companion, who had summoned forth spelunking gear, completed with ropes, a helmet, and quite a few carabiner clips.
‘I certainly wouldn’t mind checking in on our robo-Cauthan companion. Unless you believe I should sneak aboard the Event Horizon to watch over Thantis?’ she suggested cautiously.
“Much as I worry about him sticking his cane into an electrical socket… intentionally,” Russell began, chuckling along with his sister. “I think we should trust Natori on this one. If something bad happens down here, they’ll need us. We can’t really shoot our way out of a mining accident,” he pointed out. Io conceded the argument.
‘Yes, I suppose you’re correct. Besides, it’s not like Thantis will actually be operating the…’ she trailed off with a look of worry. ‘You don’t think Natori would let him use a mining laser, do you?’
Ominously, neither Russell nor Alice could truly convince themselves that Admiral Kaczynski would not place a primitive being behind the trigger of an industrial mining laser. Veera’s tail swished pointedly as her curiosity demanded satisfaction.
“What’s a laser?”
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Timeline of Donald J Trump association with Jeffrey Epstein, and Ghislane Maxwell.
1985

Late 1980's
Trump told New York magazine in 2002 that he had known Epstein for 15 years, suggesting they met around 1987.
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1989

1990
Trump reportedly told a former adviser, Roger Stone, that when he visited Epstein's home the pool was filled with girls. Trump said he thought it was nice that Epstein let "the neighborhood kids use his pool".
Q. Now, Mr. Trump had a home in Palm Beach, correct? A. Uh-huh. Q. So he didn't come and stay there, did he? A. No, never. Q. He would come for a meal? A. He would come, have dinner. He never sat at the table. He eat with me in the kitchen. Q. Did he ever have massages while he was there? A. No. Because he's got his own spa.

1991
Stacy Wilkes competed in the 1991 [Look of the Year] contest as a sixteen-year-old, representing the United States. She remembers Trump coming into their dressing area during the contest, more than once. “I would feel really uncomfortable, because every time we would change, it was like Trump would find a reason to come backstage to see all the teenagers,” she told us. “When you’re doing a runway show, they have to strip you down and change you....There was no need for him to be back there.” Trump never tried to justify his presence backstage but would just walk in and start making jokes. The girls didn’t feel that they were free to complain. “We were afraid to say anything bad when he was around because we didn’t want anything to hurt our chances of winning,” Wilkes said. “We were all young teenagers.” Wilkes’s roommate ended up spending the night with one of the celebrity judges, Wilkes said, and later won one of the prizes. “He was gropey...he had his hands in the most inappropriate places, always,” [NaKina] Carr said. [Editor’s note: NaKina Carr was working as a runway model for Oscar de la Renta.] “When he went in to kiss someone, the hand always went to either the hip or the butt. He was also really good when he did pictures or when he’d side-hug someone. He’d always get his hand on the boob. Every time.” Stories about Trump and his hands circulated within the modeling community. At one modeling event, Trump allegedly went down a line of women feeling their bodies to guess their dress size. Backstage at a lingerie show, he is said to have moved his hands all over a model’s breasts under the guise of inspecting the bra’s fabric

1992
In 1992, the women were flown in for a "calendar girl" competition that Trump had requested, the former Trump associate, George Houraney, told The Times. "At the very first party, I said, 'Who's coming tonight? I have 28 girls coming,'" Houraney said. "It was him and Epstein." He added: "I said: 'Donald, this is supposed to be a party with VIPs. You're telling me it's you and Epstein?'" Houraney also apparently once warned Trump about Epstein. "Look, Donald, I know Jeff really well, I can't have him going after younger girls," Houraney recalled telling Trump. "He said: 'Look I'm putting my name on this. I wouldn't put my name on it and have a scandal.'" Houraney had a falling out with Trump after his girlfriend accused Trump of making unwanted sexual advances in the early 1990s.

1994
The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was subject to extreme sexual and physical abuse by the Defendants, Donald J. Trump and Jeffrey E. Epstein, including forcible rape during a four month time span covering the months of June-September 1994 when Plaintiff Johnson was still only a minor of age 13. The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was enticed by promises of money and a modeling career to attend a series of underage sex parties held at the New York City residence of Defendant Jeffrey E. Epstein and attended by Defendant Donald J. Trump.

1995
“This is a good one, right?” Epstein asked the future president, who allegedly smiled and nodded before sharing a chuckle with the depraved hedge funder. Doe’s lawsuit does not accuse Trump of any sexual misconduct.

1996
Trump entered the Miss Teen USA changing room where girls as young as 15 were in various states of undress. “He just came strolling right in,” Dixon said. “There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless. Others girls were naked. Our first introduction to him was when we were at the dress rehearsal and half-naked changing into our bikinis.”

1997
In an interview last week with The Post, Mark Epstein said Trump flew on the plane “numerous times” but said he was only present for one flight. “They were good friends,” Mark Epstein said. “I know [Trump] is trying to distance himself, but they were.” He added that Trump used to comp Epstein’s mother and aunt at one of Trump’s Atlantic City casino hotels. When a Post reporter sought further details, Mark Epstein hung up.
Trump unexpectedly entered the Miss Teen USA dressing room, the reigning Miss Universe, Brook Antoinette Mahealani Lee, recalls Trump asking her about the looks of his daughter Ivanka, who was co-hosting the pageant. “‘Don’t you think my daughter’s hot? She’s hot, right?'” Mahealani Lee recalls Trump saying.

1998
Several models who worked for Epstein associate Jean-Luc Brunel, who allegedly helped procure for him underage girls, tell of being taken to swank parties at Mar-a-Lago. Zoe Brock, a New Zealander who quit Brunel’s agency in Paris in 1991 after, she says, she was on the receiving end of his unwanted sexual advances at age 17, still has the wristband from when, while with another agency, she and other young girls and women were taken together on a bus from Miami to Mar-a-Lago in 1998. At 24, she was one of the eldest women on the bus to Mar-a-Lago, many she is sure were underage.

1999
“And the other interesting thing is Trump had a modeling agency, and Epstein also had a stake in a modeling agency, which they suspect he used to bring in underage girls from overseas,” Brown said. “There is a comment in one of the court files where Epstein is quoted as saying, ‘I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.’ I don’t know what that means, but it is curious he was trying to do something similar to Trump.”

2000
“He’s not pretentious,” says Trump. “He’s a lot of fun to be with.” Maxwell seemed to think so too.
'I remember flying on Trump's plane from LaGuardia to Palm Beach, with Trump and Melania and some of his relatives on board,' the writer said. 'Jeffrey Epstein, Ghislaine Maxwell, and the girl in question were late for the appointed take off time, which is why I remember it so well. 'What I do remember thinking about the girl though is that she was pretty, attractive. She was of an indeterminate age, though I realized she was young - I thought she could be anywhere from 15 to 20. 'She seemed to want to go unnoticed, she didn't talk to anybody and decided to be a wallflower while we were on the plane.

2002
Epstein likes to tell people that he’s a loner, a man who’s never touched alcohol or drugs, and one whose nightlife is far from energetic. And yet if you talk to Donald Trump, a different Epstein emerges. “I’ve known Jeff for fifteen years. Terrific guy,” Trump booms from a speakerphone. “He’s a lot of fun to be with. It is even said that he likes beautiful women as much as I do, and many of them are on the younger side. No doubt about it — Jeffrey enjoys his social life.”
Some of the businessmen who dine with him at his home—they include newspaper publisher Mort Zuckerman, banker Louis Ranieri, Revlon chairman Ronald Perelman, real-estate tycoon Leon Black, former Microsoft executive Nathan Myhrvold, Tom Pritzker (of Hyatt Hotels), and real-estate personality Donald Trump—sometimes seem not all that clear as to what he actually does to earn his millions. Certainly, you won’t find Epstein’s transactions written about on Bloomberg or talked about in the trading rooms. “The trading desks don’t seem to know him. It’s unusual for animals that big not to leave any footprints in the snow,” says a high-level investment manager.

2003
Where: East Side townhouse Table seats: 30 Guest list: Mort Zuckerman, Google co-founder Sergey Brin, David Blaine, Donald Trump, Leslie Wexner of the Limited, disgraced British Cabinet minister Peter Mandelson, Bill Clinton aide Doug Band Menu: Private chef, though last month Rocco DiSpirito cooked dinner after Epstein bid $50,000 for his services at a Hamptons charity. Make it MY place: Epstein hates restaurants, so he often entertains at home. “The dialogues are so engaging that serving even the most extraordinary food sometimes seems inappropriate, like eating pizza at the ballet,” he says. “I had rich shock!” one stunned guest says about Epstein’s house, which the owner claims is the largest private dwelling in the city. At a recent dinner organized by Ghislaine Maxwell, Blaine amused a group of barely clad models with card tricks. Alas, Clinton—around whom the evening had been organized—never showed, though his Secret Service would have appreciated Epstein’s numerous security cameras.

2004
"Can you imagine the sex with this troubled teen?" said Stern. "Yeah, you're probably right," Trump said. "She's probably deeply troubled and therefore great in bed. How come the deeply troubled women, you know, deeply, deeply troubled, they're always the best in bed?"

2005
The Trump campaign did not offer a response to either story, but in a 2005 appearance on Howard Stern’s show, Trump bragged about doing exactly what the women describe. “I’ll go backstage before a show, and everyone’s getting dressed and ready and everything else,” he said.

2006

2007
Meanwhile, the Mar-a-Lago Club in Palm Beach last night confirmed a Web site report that Epstein has been banned there. “He would use the spa to try to procure girls. But one of them, a masseuse about 18 years old, he tried to get her to do things,” a source told us. “Her father found out about it and went absolutely ape-[bleep]. Epstein’s not allowed back.” Epstein denies he is banned from Mar-a-Lago and says, in fact, he was recently invited to an event there.
Another club member explained that Trump "kicked Epstein out after Epstein harassed the daughter of a member. The way this person described it, such an act could irreparably harm the Trump brand, leaving Donald no choice but to remove Epstein," A footnote in the book says the authors were shown the club's registry from more than a decade earlier and that Epstein in fact had been a member until October 2007.
Nunberg, told the Times that Trump was well aware of Epstein’s sordid sexual history, but only took action to distance himself after the public found out about his behavior. According to Nunberg, when he tried to raise concerns about Trump’s ties to Epstein during the 2016 campaign, Trump insisted he had sufficiently distanced himself from his former friend, telling Nunberg, “I kicked him out of the clubs when this stuff became public, and I made sure NBC knew.”

2008

2009
He said in a recent interview that he had served subpoenas on many connected people in 2009, and that Trump was “the only person who picked up the phone and said, ‘Let’s just talk. I’ll give you as much time as you want.’” Edwards added that Trump “was very helpful, in the information that he gave,” calling it “good information that checked out and that helped us.” And, he said, Trump “gave no indication whatsoever that he was involved in anything untoward whatsoever.”
When asked about a subpoena served to Trump in 2009, Garten said it "never happened." The subpoena called for Trump to give a deposition in a case against Epstein; Garten's denial baffled Brad Edwards, one of Virginia Roberts' attorneys. "There is no debate over what happened," Edwards told VICE news. "I served Mr. Trump with a subpoena for deposition in 2009. He talked to me voluntarily, and consequently we withdrew the subpoena in light of his voluntarily providing information…. I can't imagine there being any dispute of any of this."

2010
Q: Have you ever had a personal relationship with Donald Trump? A. What do you mean by "personal relationship," sir? Q. Have you socialized with him? A. Yes, sir. Q. Yes? A. Yes, sir. Q. Have you ever socialized with Donald Trump in the presence of females under the age of 18? A: Though I'd like to answer that question, at least today I'm going to have to assert my Fifth, Sixth, and 14th Amendment rights, sir.

2015
In the week or so leading up to his CPAC speech, David Pecker, who owned the Enquirer until it was sold in ruin earlier this year, visited Trump on the 26th floor of Trump Tower, bringing along an issue with a Prince Andrew and Epstein-related cover, according to people familiar with the meeting. Pecker, of course, was in the business of protecting Trump. An early supporter of his presidential campaign, Pecker has helped “catch and kill” at least two stories involving the real estate mogul and women who claimed to have had affairs with him. After the meeting Trump called in Sam Nunberg, then a Trump Organization employee, who saw Pecker leaving Trump’s office. “Michael was sitting in there when I came in, and the issue of the National Enquirer with the pictures of Prince Andrew was on his desk,” Nunberg recalled. “He said not to tell anyone, but that Pecker had just been there and had brought the issue with him. Trump said that Pecker had told him that the pictures of Clinton that Epstein had from his island were worse.” (Cohen, speaking by phone from the Federal Correctional Institution in Otisville, corroborated Nunberg’s version of the events, though he declined to add any additional information about the meeting.) During the meeting with Pecker, Trump went on about how Epstein was known for this behavior, according to a person familiar with the conversation.

2017
Back in 2008, when Alex Acosta was U.S. attorney for the Southern District of Florida, his office secretly cut a sweetheart deal for child rapist and sex trafficker Jeffrey Epstein. Now Acosta has been watching as increasingly damning evidence piles up, revealing that he was responsible for letting Epstein off the hook the first time around

2018
Mr. Epstein called and asked if I’d like to have dinner that Saturday with him and Woody Allen. I said I’d be out of town. A few weeks after that, he asked me to join him for dinner with the author Michael Wolff and Donald J. Trump’s former adviser, Steve Bannon.
Barr was asked if he would investigate the handling of a decade-old Florida plea deal that let Epstein escape responsibility for his conduct. He said he thought his former law firm was involved in the case so he might have to recuse.

2019
“I can understand people who immediately, whose minds went to sort of the worst-case scenario because it was a perfect storm of screw-ups,” Barr told the AP

2020
The president bolstered his legal team Friday with attorneys Alan Dershowitz and Kenneth Starr, who helped Epstein evade prison time in a now infamously lenient plea deal with Palm Beach prosecutors. Epstein originally faced multiple charges of soliciting and trafficking underage girls, but escaped with just 13 months of house arrest in a deal that caused Trump’s Labor Secretary Alex Acosta to resign under pressure last year. Barr’s father was the headmaster of an elite New York City school that hired college dropout Epstein to teach math and physics. Do these circumstances amount to a conflict of interest requiring mandatory recusal? Barr, apparently after consulting with career ethics officials at DOJ, concluded they did not.
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Are these points just coincidences?
Proximity:
301 E 66th St, New York, NY since the early 90s. 1.5 miles from Trump Tower Source 1 Source 2 Source 3
9 East 71st Street, New York, NY since 1989 or 1996. 1.1 miles from Trump Tower Source 1 Source 2
475 Madison Avenue, New York, NY J. Epstein & Co. and a charitable foundation named "Epstein Interests." since atleast 1991. 0.3 miles from Trump Tower Source 1 Source 2
358 El Brillo Way, Palm Beach, FL. Just 1.4 miles or a 5 minute drive from Mar-A-Lago. Source 1 Source 2
People:
Alan Dershowitz, Kenneth Starr, Alex Acosta, William Barr, Steve Bannon, Bill Clinton, Prince Andrew all connected to both Trump and Epstein.
Modeling:
Epstein used modeling agent Jean-Luc Brunel to source underage girls Source
Trump runs Miss Universe Organization along with Miss USA and Miss Teen USA from 1996 to 2017. Source Trump runs Trump Model Management from 1999 to 2017 Source.
Epstein sets up his own modeling agency, saying 'I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.' Source 1 Source 2 Source 3
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These are the indisputable facts
Trumps Knowledge of Epstein:
Trump was warned about Epstein as early as 1992 by George Houraney.
Epstein introduced a 14 year old to Trump in 1995.
“This is a good one, right?” Epstein asked the future president, who allegedly smiled and nodded before sharing a chuckle with the depraved hedge funder. Doe’s lawsuit does not accuse Trump of any sexual misconduct.
Trump does not distance himself or make negative statements about Epstein or Prince Andrew until after tabloid stories about Epstein are published in 2006.
Can anyone find Trump calling out his close associates for their pedophilia prior to 2006? I cant find anything prior to 2007 on Epstein and 2015 on Prince Andrew.
Epstein and Maxwell have a history back to at least 1992 with Trump
Clear evidence shows Epstein, Maxwell, and Trump together at Mar-A-Lago and in NYC. Not just a few photographs, a mountain of photographs and tabloid articles spanning many years and many events together.
Epstein, Maxwell, and Trump flew together on more than one occasion, on Epstein's Gulfstream and on Trump's 727.
Epstein's black book contained contact info for Trump in 2004.
14 phone numbers for Donald Trump, including emergency numbers, car numbers, and numbers to Trump's security guard and houseman, Trump's former wife Ivana, his daughter Ivanka, and his brother Robert.
Trump praised Epstein and wishes Maxwell well
Trump's language about Epstein and Maxwell is only positive. 2009 is the only time Trump speaks negatively of Epstein, and even then we do not have Bradley Edwards notes or recordings of the "dirt" Trump spilled on Epstein.
Trump's harshest words? “I’m not a fan of his,” the president said. And outright lies that Epstein was not a member of Mar-A-Lago, easily disproved. Source 1 Source 2
Trump's Mar-A-Lago was used by Maxwell and Epstein to recruit underage Virginia Roberts:
Its all in the docs
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2020.08.17 16:49 Criton47 Used X5 hybrid maintenance?

The wife and I are looking at a 2016 X5 hybrid with 56K on it. This would be our first BMW and hybrid. I understand that the maintenance/repairs cost more being a german engineered car but how much more? We are Honda and Toyota kina of people, just want to know what are some things we should be looking out for?
Should we be prepared to spend 1k a year on maintenance? Should we look into 3rd party extended warranties?

Thanks in advance.
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2020.08.13 22:21 OB8O Every Legal 4-Letter Word In Scrabble

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LABS LACE LACK LACS LACY LADE LADS LADY LAER LAGS LAHS LAIC LAID LAIK LAIN LAIR LAKE LAKH LAKY LALL LAMA LAMB LAME LAMP LAMS LANA LAND LANE LANG LANK LANT LANX LAPS LARD LARE LARI LARK LARN LARS LASE LASH LASS LAST LATE LATH LATI LATS LATU LAUD LAUF LAVA LAVE LAVS LAWK LAWN LAWS LAYS LAZE LAZO LAZY LEAD LEAF LEAK LEAL LEAM LEAN LEAP LEAR LEAS LEAT LECH LEED LEEK LEEP LEER LEES LEET LEFT LEGS LEHR LEIR LEIS LEKE LEKS LEKU LEME LEND LENG LENO LENS LENT LEPS LEPT LERE LERP LESS LEST LETS LEUD LEVA LEVE LEVO LEVY LEWD LEYS LEZZ LIAR LIAS LIBS LICE LICH LICK LIDO LIDS LIED LIEF LIEN LIER LIES LIEU LIFE LIFT LIGS LIKE LILL LILO LILT LILY LIMA LIMB LIME LIMN LIMO LIMP LIMY LIND LINE LING LINK LINN LINO LINS LINT LINY LION LIPA LIPE LIPO LIPS LIRA LIRE LIRI LIRK LISK LISP LIST LITE LITH LITS LITU LIVE LOAD LOAF LOAM LOAN LOBE LOBI LOBO LOBS LOCA LOCH LOCI LOCK LOCO LODE LODS LOFT LOGE LOGO LOGS LOGY LOID LOIN LOIR LOKE LOLL LOMA LOME LONE LONG LOOF LOOK LOOM LOON LOOP LOOR LOOS LOOT LOPE LOPS LORD LORE LORN LORY LOSE LOSH LOSS LOST LOTA LOTE LOTH LOTI LOTO LOTS LOUD LOUN LOUP LOUR LOUS LOUT LOVE LOWE LOWN LOWP LOWS LOWT LOYS LUAU LUBE LUCE LUCK LUDE LUDO LUDS LUES LUFF LUGE LUGS LUIT LUKE LULL LULU LUMA LUMP LUMS LUNA LUNE LUNG LUNK LUNT LUNY LURE LURK LURS LUSH LUSK LUST LUTE LUTZ LUVS LUXE LWEI LYAM LYCH LYES LYME LYMS LYNE LYNX LYRA LYRE LYSE LYTE
MAAR MAAS MABE MACE MACH MACK MACS MADE MADS MAES MAGE MAGG MAGI MAGS MAHA MAID MAIK MAIL MAIM MAIN MAIR MAKE MAKI MAKO MAKS MALA MALE MALI MALL MALM MALS MALT MAMA MAMS MANA MAND MANE MANG MANI MANO MANS MANY MAPS MARA MARC MARD MARE MARG MARK MARL MARM MARS MART MARY MASA MASE MASH MASK MASS MAST MASU MATE MATH MATS MATT MATY MAUD MAUL MAUN MAUT MAWK MAWN MAWR MAWS MAXI MAYA MAYO MAYS MAZE MAZY MEAD MEAL MEAN MEAT MECK MEDS MEED MEEK MEER MEES MEET MEFF MEGA MEGS MEIN MELA MELD MELL MELS MELT MEME MEMO MEMS MEND MENE MENG MENO MENT MENU MEOU MEOW MERC MERE MERI MERK MERL MESA MESE MESH MESS META METE METH METS MEUS MEVE MEWL MEWS MEZE MEZZ MHOS MIBS MICA MICE MICH MICK MICO MICS MIDI MIDS MIEN MIFF MIGG MIGS MIHA MIHI MIKE MILD MILE MILF MILK MILL MILO MILS MILT MIME MINA MIND MINE MING MINI MINK MINO MINT MINX MINY MIPS MIRE MIRI MIRK MIRO MIRS MIRV MIRY MISE MISO MISS MIST MITE MITT MITY MIXT MIXY MIZZ MNAS MOAI MOAN MOAS MOAT MOBE MOBS MOBY MOCH MOCK MOCS MODE MODI MODS MOER MOES MOFO MOGS MOHR MOIL MOIT MOJO MOKE MOKI MOKO MOLA MOLD MOLE MOLL MOLS MOLT MOLY MOME MOMI MOMS MONA MONG MONK MONO MONS MONY MOOD MOOI MOOK MOOL MOON MOOP MOOR MOOS MOOT MOPE MOPS MOPY MORA MORE MORN MORS MORT MOSE MOSH MOSK MOSS MOST MOTE MOTH MOTI MOTS MOTT MOTU MOUE MOUP MOUS MOVE MOWA MOWN MOWS MOXA MOYA MOYL MOYS MOZE MOZO MOZZ MUCH MUCK MUDS MUFF MUGG MUGS MUID MUIL MUIR MULE MULL MUMM MUMP MUMS MUMU MUNG MUNI MUNS MUNT MUON MURA MURE MURK MURL MURR MUSE MUSH MUSK MUSO MUSS MUST MUTE MUTI MUTS MUTT MUZZ MWAH MYAL MYCS MYNA MYTH MYXO MZEE
NAAM NAAN NABE NABK NABS NACH NADA NADS NAFF NAGA NAGS NAIF NAIK NAIL NAIN NALA NAME NAMS NAMU NANA NANE NANG NANS NAOI NAOS NAPA NAPE NAPS NARC NARD NARE NARK NARY NATS NAVE NAVY NAYS NAZE NAZI NEAL NEAP NEAR NEAT NEBS NECK NEDS NEED NEEM NEEP NEFS NEGS NEIF NEKS NEMA NEMN NENE NEON NEPS NERD NERK NESH NESS NEST NETE NETS NETT NEUK NEUM NEVE NEVI NEWS NEWT NEXT NGAI NIBS NICE NICK NIDE NIDI NIDS NIED NIEF NIES NIFE NIFF NIGH NILL NILS NIMB NIMS NINE NIPA NIPS NIRL NISH NISI NITE NITS NIXE NIXY NOAH NOBS NOCK NODE NODI NODS NOEL NOES NOGG NOGS NOIL NOIR NOLE NOLL NOLO NOMA NOME NOMS NONA NONE NONG NONI NOOB NOOK NOON NOOP NOPE NORI NORK NORM NOSE NOSH NOSY NOTA NOTE NOTT NOUL NOUN NOUP NOUS NOUT NOVA NOWL NOWN NOWS NOWT NOWY NOYS NUBS NUDE NUFF NUKE NULL NUMB NUNS NURD NURL NURR NURS NUTS NYAS NYED NYES
OAFS OAKS OAKY OARS OARY OAST OATH OATS OATY OBAS OBES OBEY OBIA OBIS OBIT OBOE OBOL OBOS OCAS OCCY OCHE OCTA ODAH ODAL ODAS ODDS ODEA ODES ODIC ODOR ODSO ODYL OFAY OFFS OFFY OGAM OGEE OGLE OGRE OHED OHIA OHMS OIKS OILS OILY OINK OINT OKAS OKAY OKEH OKES OKRA OKTA OLDE OLDS OLDY OLEA OLEO OLES OLID OLIO OLLA OLMS OLPE OMBU OMEN OMER OMIT OMOV ONCE ONER ONES ONIE ONLY ONOS ONST ONTO ONUS ONYX OOFS OOFY OOHS OOMS OONS OONT OOPS OOSE OOSY OOTS OOZE OOZY OPAH OPAL OPED OPEN OPES OPPO OPTS OPUS ORAD ORAL ORBS ORBY ORCA ORCS ORDO ORDS ORES ORFE ORFS ORGY ORLE ORRA ORTS ORYX ORZO OSAR OSES OSSA OTIC OTTO OUCH OUDS OUKS OULD OULK OUMA OUPA OUPH OUPS OURN OURS OUST OUTS OUZO OVAL OVEL OVEN OVER OVUM OWED OWER OWES OWLS OWLY OWNS OWRE OWSE OWTS OXEN OXER OXES OXID OXIM OYER OYES OYEZ PAAL
PAAN PACA PACE PACK PACO PACS PACT PACY PADI PADS PAGE PAHS PAID PAIK PAIL PAIN PAIR PAIS PALE PALL PALM PALP PALS PALY PAMS PAND PANE PANG PANS PANT PAPA PAPE PAPS PARA PARD PARE PARK PARP PARR PARS PART PASE PASH PASS PAST PATE PATH PATS PATU PATY PAUA PAUL PAVE PAVS PAWA PAWK PAWL PAWN PAWS PAYS PEAG PEAK PEAL PEAN PEAR PEAS PEAT PEBA PECH PECK PECS PEDS PEED PEEK PEEL PEEN PEEP PEER PEES PEGH PEGS PEHS PEIN PEKE PELA PELE PELF PELL PELS PELT PEND PENE PENI PENK PENS PENT PEON PEPO PEPS PERE PERI PERK PERM PERN PERP PERT PERV PESO PEST PETS PEWS PFFT PFUI PHAT PHEW PHIS PHIZ PHOH PHON PHOS PHOT PHUT PIAL PIAN PIAS PICA PICE PICK PICS PIED PIER PIES PIET PIGS PIKA PIKE PIKI PILA PILE PILI PILL PILY PIMA PIMP PINA PINE PING PINK PINS PINT PINY PION PIOY PIPA PIPE PIPI PIPS PIPY PIRL PIRN PIRS PISE PISH PISO PISS PITA PITH PITS PITY PIUM PIXY PIZE PLAN PLAP PLAT PLAY PLEA PLEB PLED PLEW PLEX PLIE PLIM PLOD PLOP PLOT PLOW PLOY PLUE PLUG PLUM PLUS POAS POCK POCO PODS POEM POEP POET POGO POGY POIS POKE POKY POLE POLK POLL POLO POLS POLT POLY POME POMO POMP POMS POND PONE PONG PONK PONS PONT PONY POOD POOF POOH POOK POOL POON POOP POOR POOS POOT POPE POPS PORE PORK PORN PORT PORY POSE POSH POSS POST POSY POTE POTS POTT POUF POUK POUR POUT POWN POWS POXY POZZ PRAD PRAM PRAO PRAT PRAU PRAY PREE PREM PREP PREX PREY PREZ PRIG PRIM PROA PROB PROD PROF PROG PROM PROO PROP PROS PROW PRUH PRYS PSIS PSST PTUI PUBE PUBS PUCE PUCK PUDS PUDU PUER PUFF PUGH PUGS PUHA PUIR PUJA PUKA PUKE PUKU PUKY PULA PULE PULI PULK PULL PULP PULS PULU PULY PUMA PUMP PUMY PUNA PUNG PUNK PUNS PUNT PUNY PUPA PUPS PUPU PURE PURI PURL PURR PURS PUSH PUSS PUTS PUTT PUTZ PUYS PYAS PYAT PYES PYET PYIC PYIN PYNE PYOT PYRE PYRO QADI
QAID QATS QINS QOPH QUAD QUAG QUAI QUAT QUAY QUEP QUEY QUID QUIM QUIN QUIP QUIT QUIZ QUOD QUOP
RABI RACA RACE RACH RACK RACY RADE RADS RAFF RAFT RAGA RAGE RAGG RAGI RAGS RAGU RAHS RAIA RAID RAIK RAIL RAIN RAIS RAIT RAJA RAKE RAKI RAKU RALE RAMI RAMP RAMS RANA RAND RANG RANI RANK RANT RAPE RAPS RAPT RARE RARK RASE RASH RASP RAST RATA RATE RATH RATO RATS RATU RAUN RAVE RAVS RAWN RAWS RAYA RAYS RAZE RAZZ READ REAK REAL REAM REAN REAP REAR REBS RECK RECS REDD REDE REDO REDS REED REEF REEK REEL REEN REES REFS REFT REGO REGS REHS REIF REIK REIN REIS REKE RELY REMS REND RENK RENS RENT RENY REOS REPO REPP REPS RESH REST RETE RETS REVS REWS RHEA RHOS RHUS RIAD RIAL RIAS RIBA RIBS RICE RICH RICK RICY RIDE RIDS RIEL RIEM RIFE RIFF RIFS RIFT RIGG RIGS RILE RILL RIMA RIME RIMS RIMU RIMY RIND RINE RING RINK RINS RIOT RIPE RIPP RIPS RIPT RISE RISK RISP RITE RITS RITT RITZ RIVA RIVE RIVO RIZA ROAD ROAM ROAN ROAR ROBE ROBS ROCH ROCK ROCS RODE RODS ROED ROES ROIL ROIN ROJI ROKE ROKS ROKY ROLE ROLF ROLL ROMA ROMP ROMS RONE RONG RONT RONZ ROOD ROOF ROOK ROOM ROON ROOP ROOS ROOT ROPE ROPY RORE RORT RORY ROSE ROST ROSY ROTA ROTE ROTI ROTL ROTO ROTS ROUE ROUL ROUM ROUP ROUT ROUX ROVE ROWS ROWT RUBE RUBS RUBY RUCK RUCS RUDD RUDE RUDS RUED RUER RUES RUFF RUGA RUGS RUIN RUKH RULE RULY RUME RUMP RUMS RUND RUNE RUNG RUNS RUNT RURP RURU RUSA RUSE RUSH RUSK RUST RUTH RUTS RYAL RYAS RYES RYFE RYKE RYND RYOT RYPE
SAAG SABE SABS SACK SACS SADE SADI SADO SADS SAFE SAFT SAGA SAGE SAGO SAGS SAGY SAIC SAID SAIL SAIM SAIN SAIR SAIS SAKE SAKI SALE SALL SALP SALS SALT SAMA SAME SAMP SAMS SAND SANE SANG SANK SANS SANT SAPS SARD SARI SARK SARS SASH SASS SATE SATI SAUL SAUT SAVE SAVS SAWN SAWS SAXE SAYS SCAB SCAD SCAG SCAM SCAN SCAR SCAT SCAW SCOG SCOP SCOT SCOW SCRY SCUD SCUG SCUL SCUM SCUP SCUR SCUT SCYE SEAL SEAM SEAN SEAR SEAS SEAT SECH SECO SECS SECT SEED SEEK SEEL SEEM SEEN SEEP SEER SEES SEGO SEGS SEIF SEIK SEIL SEIR SEIS SEKT SELD SELE SELF SELL SELS SEME SEMI SENA SEND SENE SENS SENT SEPS SEPT SERA SERE SERF SERK SERR SERS SESE SESH SESS SETA SETS SETT SEWN SEWS SEXT SEXY SEYS SHAD SHAG SHAH SHAM SHAN SHAT SHAW SHAY SHEA SHED SHES SHET SHEW SHIM SHIN SHIP SHIR SHIT SHIV SHMO SHOD SHOE SHOG SHOO SHOP SHOT SHOW SHRI SHUL SHUN SHUT SHWA SIAL SIBB SIBS SICE SICH SICK SICS SIDA SIDE SIDH SIEN SIES SIFT SIGH SIGN SIJO SIKA SIKE SILD SILE SILK SILL SILO SILT SIMA SIMI SIMP SIMS SIND SINE SING SINH SINK SINS SIPE SIPS SIRE SIRI SIRS SISS SIST SITE SITH SITS SITZ SIZE SIZY SJOE SKAG SKAS SKAT SKAW SKEE SKEG SKEN SKEO SKEP SKER SKET SKEW SKID SKIM SKIN SKIO SKIP SKIS SKIT SKOL SKRY SKUA SKUG SKYF SKYR SLAB SLAE SLAG SLAM SLAP SLAT SLAW SLAY SLEB SLED SLEE SLEW SLEY SLID SLIM SLIP SLIT SLOB SLOE SLOG SLOP SLOT SLOW SLUB SLUE SLUG SLUM SLUR SLUT SMEE SMEW SMIR SMIT SMOG SMUG SMUR SMUT SNAB SNAG SNAP SNAR SNAW SNEB SNED SNEE SNIB SNIG SNIP SNIT SNOB SNOD SNOG SNOT SNOW SNUB SNUG SNYE SOAK SOAP SOAR SOBA SOBS SOCA SOCK SOCS SODA SODS SOFA SOFT SOGS SOHO SOHS SOIL SOJA SOKE SOLA SOLD SOLE SOLI SOLO SOLS SOMA SOME SOMS SOMY SONE SONG SONS SOOK SOOL SOOM SOON SOOP SOOT SOPH SOPS SORA SORB SORD SORE SORI SORN SORT SOSS SOTH SOTS SOUK SOUL SOUM SOUP SOUR SOUS SOUT SOVS SOWF SOWL SOWM SOWN SOWP SOWS SOYA SOYS SPAE SPAG SPAM SPAN SPAR SPAS SPAT SPAW SPAY SPAZ SPEC SPED SPEK SPET SPEW SPIC SPIE SPIF SPIK SPIM SPIN SPIT SPIV SPOD SPOT SPRY SPUD SPUE SPUG SPUN SPUR SRIS STAB STAG STAP STAR STAT STAW STAY STED STEM STEN STEP STET STEW STEY STIE STIM STIR STOA STOB STOP STOT STOW STUB STUD STUM STUN STYE SUBA SUBS SUCH SUCK SUDD SUDS SUED SUER SUES SUET SUGH SUGO SUGS SUID SUIT SUKH SUKS SULK SULU SUMO SUMP SUMS SUMY SUNG SUNI SUNK SUNN SUNS SUPE SUPS SUQS SURA SURD SURE SURF SUSS SUSU SWAB SWAD SWAG SWAM SWAN SWAP SWAT SWAY SWEE SWEY SWIG SWIM SWIZ SWOB SWOP SWOT SWUM SYBO SYCE SYED SYEN SYES SYKE SYLI SYNC SYND SYNE SYPE SYPH
TAAL TABI TABS TABU TACE TACH TACK TACO TACT TADS TAED TAEL TAES TAGS TAHA TAHR TAIG TAIL TAIN TAIS TAIT TAKA TAKE TAKI TAKS TAKY TALA TALC TALE TALI TALK TALL TAME TAMP TAMS TANA TANE TANG TANH TANK TANS TAOS TAPA TAPE TAPS TAPU TARA TARE TARN TARO TARP TARS TART TASH TASK TASS TATE TATH TATS TATT TATU TAUS TAUT TAVA TAVS TAWA TAWS TAWT TAXA TAXI TAYS TEAD TEAK TEAL TEAM TEAR TEAS TEAT TECH TECS TEDS TEDY TEED TEEK TEEL TEEM TEEN TEER TEES TEFF TEFS TEGG TEGS TEGU TEHR TEIL TEIN TELA TELD TELE TELL TELS TELT TEME TEMP TEMS TEND TENE TENS TENT TEPA TERF TERM TERN TEST TETE TETH TETS TEWS TEXT THAE THAN THAR THAT THAW THEE THEM THEN THEW THEY THIG THIN THIO THIR THIS THON THOU THRO THRU THUD THUG THUS TIAN TIAR TICE TICH TICK TICS TIDE TIDS TIDY TIED TIER TIES TIFF TIFT TIGE TIGS TIKA TIKE TIKI TIKS TILE TILL TILS TILT TIME TINA TIND TINE TING TINK TINS TINT TINY TIPI TIPS TIPT TIRE TIRL TIRO TIRR TITE TITI TITS TIVY TIZZ TOAD TOBY TOCK TOCO TOCS TODS TODY TOEA TOED TOES TOEY TOFF TOFT TOFU TOGA TOGE TOGS TOHO TOIL TOIT TOKE TOKO TOLA TOLD TOLE TOLL TOLT TOLU TOMB TOME TOMO TOMS TONE TONG TONK TONS TONY TOOK TOOL TOOM TOON TOOT TOPE TOPH TOPI TOPO TOPS TORA TORC TORE TORI TORN TORO TORR TORS TORT TORY TOSA TOSE TOSH TOSS TOST TOTE TOTS TOUK TOUN TOUR TOUT TOWN TOWS TOWT TOWY TOYO TOYS TOZE TRAD TRAM TRAP TRAT TRAY TREE TREF TREK TRES TRET TREW TREY TREZ TRIE TRIG TRIM TRIN TRIO TRIP TROD TROG TRON TROP TROT TROW TROY TRUE TRUG TRYE TRYP TSAR TSKS TUAN TUBA TUBE TUBS TUCK TUFA TUFF TUFT TUGS TUIS TULE TUMP TUMS TUNA TUND TUNE TUNG TUNS TUNY TUPS TURD TURF TURK TURM TURN TUSH TUSK TUTS TUTU TUZZ TWAE TWAL TWAS TWAT TWAY TWEE TWIG TWIN TWIT TWOS TYDE TYED TYEE TYER TYES TYGS TYIN TYKE TYMP TYND TYNE TYPE TYPO TYPP TYPY TYRE TYRO TYTE TZAR
UDAL UDON UDOS UEYS UFOS UGHS UGLY UKES ULAN ULES ULEX ULNA ULUS ULVA UMBO UMMA UMPH UMPS UMPY UMRA UMUS UNAI UNAU UNBE UNCE UNCI UNCO UNDE UNDO UNDY UNIS UNIT UNTO UPAS UPBY UPDO UPGO UPON UPSY UPTA URAO URBS URDE URDS URDY UREA URES URGE URIC URNS URPS URSA URUS URVA USED USER USES UTAS UTES UTIS UTUS UVAE UVAS UVEA
VACS VADE VAES VAGI VAGS VAIL VAIN VAIR VALE VALI VAMP VANE VANG VANS VANT VARA VARE VARS VARY VASA VASE VAST VATS VATU VAUS VAUT VAVS VAWS VEAL VEEP VEER VEES VEGA VEGO VEHM VEIL VEIN VELA VELD VELE VELL VENA VEND VENT VERA VERB VERD VERS VERT VERY VEST VETO VETS VEXT VIAE VIAL VIAS VIBE VIBS VICE VIDE VIDS VIED VIER VIES VIEW VIGA VIGS VILD VILE VILL VIMS VINA VINE VINO VINS VINT VINY VIOL VIRE VIRL VISA VISE VITA VITE VIVA VIVE VIVO VIZY VLEI VLOG VOAR VOES VOID VOIP VOLA VOLE VOLK VOLS VOLT VORS VOTE VOWS VRIL VROT VROU VROW VUGG VUGH VUGS VULN VUMS
WAAC WABS WACK WADD WADE WADI WADS WADT WADY WAES WAFF WAFT WAGE WAGS WAID WAIF WAIL WAIN WAIR WAIS WAIT WAKA WAKE WAKF WALD WALE WALI WALK WALL WALY WAME WAND WANE WANG WANK WANS WANT WANY WAPS WAQF WARB WARD WARE WARK WARM WARN WARP WARS WART WARY WASE WASH WASP WAST WATE WATS WATT WAUK WAUL WAUR WAVE WAVY WAWA WAWE WAWL WAWS WAXY WAYS WEAK WEAL WEAN WEAR WEBS WEDS WEED WEEK WEEL WEEM WEEN WEEP WEER WEES WEET WEFT WEID WEIL WEIR WEKA WELD WELK WELL WELS WELT WEMB WEMS WENA WEND WENS WENT WEPT WERE WERO WERT WEST WETA WETS WEXE WEYS WHAE WHAM WHAP WHAT WHEE WHEN WHET WHEW WHEY WHID WHIG WHIM WHIN WHIO WHIP WHIR WHIT WHIZ WHOA WHOM WHOP WHOT WHOW WHUP WHYS WICE WICH WICK WIDE WIEL WIFE WIGS WIKI WILD WILE WILI WILL WILT WILY WIMP WIND WINE WING WINK WINN WINO WINS WINY WIPE WIRE WIRY WISE WISH WISP WISS WIST WITE WITH WITS WIVE WOAD WOCK WOES WOFS WOGS WOKE WOKS WOLD WOLF WOMB WONK WONS WONT WOOD WOOF WOOL WOON WOOS WOOT WOPS WORD WORE WORK WORM WORN WORT WOST WOTS WOVE WOWF WOWS WRAP WREN WRIT WUDS WUDU WULL WUSS WYCH WYES WYLE WYND WYNN WYNS WYTE
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YAAR YABA YACK YADS YAFF YAGI YAGS YAHS YAKS YALD YALE YAMS YANG YANK YAPP YAPS YARD YARE YARK YARN YARR YATE YAUD YAUP YAWL YAWN YAWP YAWS YAWY YAYS YBET YEAD YEAH YEAN YEAR YEAS YEBO YECH YEDE YEED YEGG YELD YELK YELL YELM YELP YELT YENS YEPS YERD YERK YESK YEST YETI YETT YEUK YEVE YEWS YGOE YIDS YIKE YILL YINS YIPE YIPS YIRD YIRK YIRR YITE YLEM YLKE YMPE YMPT YOBS YOCK YODE YODH YODS YOGA YOGH YOGI YOKE YOKS YOLD YOLK YOMP YOND YONI YONT YOOF YOOP YORE YORK YORP YOUK YOUR YOUS YOWE YOWL YOWS YUAN YUCA YUCH YUCK YUFT YUGA YUGS YUKE YUKO YUKS YUKY YULE YUMP YUNX YUPS YURT YUTZ YUZU YWIS
ZACK ZAGS ZANY ZAPS ZARF ZARI ZATI ZEAL ZEAS ZEBU ZEDS ZEES ZEIN ZEKS ZELS ZEPS ZERK ZERO ZEST ZETA ZEZE ZHOS ZIFF ZIGS ZILA ZILL ZIMB ZINC ZINE ZING ZINS ZIPS ZITE ZITI ZITS ZIZZ ZOBO ZOBU ZOEA ZOIC ZOLS ZONA ZONE ZONK ZOOM ZOON ZOOS ZOOT ZORI ZOUK ZULU ZUPA ZURF ZYGA ZYME ZZZS
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2020.08.11 17:31 SabatonBabylon The HEL Jumper [Chapter 3.23]

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A/N: Another art for you all, my recent commission from Akella featuring Alyra! I think she'd make a pretty good model.
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The sight of Cromwell’s shuttle descending past wisps of fluffy clouds on its way to the surface was by then a common enough event among the villagers and guard force that most paid it no heed. The shen owners still grumbled every so often on account of their excitable flocks, but moving the coops away from the western gate had been an easy enough affair. Having understood the effect of her engines on the local animal husbandry situation, the pilot was perfecting her long range glide paths both out of compassion and as something interesting to do beyond the simple act of a ferry operator. There was little need for loud, rapid insertions to or extractions from the village.
It was only after the majority of the occupants had disembarked that any major action began to occur within the settlement, as Russell explained to the on-duty guards that a shipment had arrived for the Temple of Uthos. One of the watchmen left promptly to summon Staroth, passing Lachlan on the way. The Marine was walking at a brisk pace, stopping Veera and Russell just outside the gates. The Jumper and his wife, who had been taken aback at first by MacGregor’s worried expression, quickly relaxed and assured him that Fenrir would be back at some point. The animal had tired of playing horse during the heat of the day, and had become quite testy with Lachlan until he’d allowed him off his leash so he could seek shelter in the shade of the forest. Miniature crisis averted, the Marine was instead conscripted to carry the second crate of lanterns to the barracks. Before he left he nodded to Pilot Cromwell, who was taking a moment to relax against her shuttle, stretch her legs, and feel the warmth of the sun on her face.
“If ye don’t mind, I’m thinkin’ of spending the night aboard the ship. Got room on the way up?” he inquired. She threw a confident smile his way.
“I always have room for you, Private.”
“Hey, thanks for babysitting today! Might need your muscle when I talk to Antoth about asteroid mining. I’ll fill you in on all the details later,” Alice cut in, tapping Lachlan on the shoulder as she and Yvonne helped Asha back to the gates despite the Cauthan’s insistence that she was just fine on her own. Had Lachlan been in possession of a free hand, he would have run it through his hair in exasperation. The sharp look that Cromwell was directing between Alice’s retreating shoulderblades was impossible to miss.
“Anyone who says the Devil is dead is full o’ shite,” he muttered to himself before giving Cromwell a formal farewell and a promise that he would be in touch regarding travel to and from the ship. He still needed to ask Sentaura for permission, and he drew up a plan in his mind to assure Ursol that he’d not be gone long. Nearby, Yvonne was bidding Asha and Zolta fond farewell, dispensing what was by then a long-practiced set of advice.
“Be sure to maintain a healthy diet, regular sleep, and mild activity if you can. If anything begins to feel out of place do not hesitate to seek out Alice or Russell. They will be able to reach me at all times of the day. Otherwise I believe we should perform one final ultrasound shortly before you are due. I will find Gentia and explain to her how things went today. Oh, and this is for you both,” she finished happily, presenting them with a small black and white printout of Asha’s ultrasound. Zolta took it gently in his hand, thanking her quietly.
“Selah to you,” he and Asha said as they departed, off to find shelter and return to their work as there was still plenty of daylight left. Yvonne waved over her shoulder to Cromwell.
“Do not worry about me. I will return along with Mr. MacGregor here.”
“Not a problem, Doctor. I guess I’ll head back down sometime in the next window. Seems like everyone’s going to be a while.”
“Very good. Thank you as always for the ride,” Yvonne concluded before turning to one of the on-duty guards. He was staring at her hair. “Yes I did change it recently. Could you direct me to Gentia? Will she be at her temple at this hour?”
“You can do that?” the guard replied in shock, earning him a swift and heavy clap on the shoulder from Staroth, who had just arrived on the scene.
“Given that the proof is staring you right in the face, I’d say the conclusion is yes. Now answer the kind woman’s question, would you?” he chuckled. “You’re the one looking after Asha, right? Hard to miss when you look like that. This one is Rakis and you can give him a swift whack if he stares at you like a shen again.”
“Gentia should be in her temple at this time. If not you could always check the Temple of Kel where her mate lives,” Rakis offered, remaining upright despite his chastisement. Staroth crossed his arms over his chest and nodded approvingly.
“Thank you both. I should be on my way then,” Yvonne bowed politely, but Staroth held out a hand.
“If Gentia approves of you I may seek you out. My mate and I are getting along in years but we still have a duty to this village. I worry as her belly swells. You humans have been decent to us so far.”
“Wait Staroth, you’re expecting?!” Veera blurted out. She, Russell and Lachlan were sheltering in the shade of the wall awaiting the conclusion of the Guardian’s conversation on account of the lantern delivery. He smiled wide as he turned her way.
“I’m not of course, but she is!” he laughed, stepping aside and motioning for Yvonne to pass into the village. “This village and its people are under my protection. I hope you’ll aid me in that regard.”
“I consider it a great honor and wonderful opportunity,” Yvonne assured him before procuring a pair of sunglasses from her pocket and bravely walking into the village alone, pistol on her hip.
“We sure there aren’t any movies about her back home?” Lachlan joked, hefting his payload into his arms again as the four of them headed for the barracks with Staroth. That left two individuals mostly forgotten back at the shuttle. Xan, on account of his dogged insistence that he would accept no assistance in walking back to the village, and Anita, who had not yet disembarked, cautiously looking out of the doorway at the goings on. The engineer had not anticipated any sort of field expedition when she’d packed her things back on Earth, and landing on a habitable planet with intelligent life had been right out. And yet she found herself there on Mara, in jeans and a blouse, with naught but a sample kit and an earpiece for translation.
“Hey, you alright?” Xan requested, looking back at her curiously from where he stood on the dusty road just outside. Cromwell was muttering something about ‘civvies horning in on the hot chaps’, but seemed content to hang around for a bit while Anita mustered her courage.
“I suppose so,” she said quietly, stepping onto solid ground as his words made her aware that she couldn’t stay in the shuttle forever.
“If you’re not feeling well I could ask Thantis to fix up some tea or something. I know the heat can be pretty oppressive. Alice has been drinking most of what we make with no problem,” he offered. Anita rubbed her arm subconsciously and looked around. Xan fell silent and watched, something he’d been doing a lot more since his injury and meeting Alice. With ample lighting from Seil above, he couldn’t help but compare Anita to Alice, the only other human woman he could claim to know even remotely well. Beyond the obvious differences in skin pigmentation, he wondered how Anita’s eyes were so dark. Russell had blue eyes like Eris and many others in the village. Alice’s were brown. Anita’s were so dark he could barely make out the border between her iris and pupil. Her nose was of interest to him as well. While all humans possessed far inferior olfactory organs from his perspective, Anita’s was petite even by human standards. It seemed to fit in well enough on her face, which was pleasing and soft looking despite her being an alien. He still didn’t get how she was supposed to smell anything, but he didn’t feel the current time was a good one to ask. “Anita?”
“Coming or going, Engineer?” Cromwell’s voice called from the cockpit, the pilot having finally decided it was time to head back home. “Need you to clear some space around the transport.”
Xan steadied himself against his cane and offered Anita his other hand, his brow furrowing as she reminded him of a chesko, flighty and nervous. She did take it, however, and he guided her several feet towards the gate as Brick kicked up a small cloud of dust and began its ascent. “Anita seriously, you alright?”
“N-no?” she gasped quietly, as if unsure of the answer herself now that he was pressing the matter.
“Ok?” Xan replied in confusion. “No one’s going to eat you or anything. Ah for the love of Kel, what I’m trying to say is that you’re not in any danger down here. We’ve got a treaty and everything. Besides, you’re Alice’s friend, right?”
“I’m not sure,” the Indian woman replied. Xan’s ears twitched as he wondered if this was how he looked to Eris the fateful day she’d tried to mate with him. He considered how he would have preferred to be treated at that moment. Keeping his pants and shirt on seemed like a fine place to start. Talking seemed like a good follow up, if he could manage it.
“Look, Alice and Russell just charge off and do their own thing, all the time. Don’t let it bother you. Why don’t I show you some of our plants?” he offered. “The farmers won’t mind when I explain why you’re here, promise.”
“Thank you,” Anita muttered, nodding her head a few too many times. Had Xan still been in the guard force he was pretty sure he would have laughed, maybe told his friends about it and had a laugh over dice at the strange human. The shame of his own social failings stalled his tongue. Instead he proceeded quietly down the lane and away from the gates, checking to make sure Anita was with him. The late afternoon sun cast shadows in front of them as they headed west, and he remarked they were of a rather similar height. When they were close to the forest he cut to the left, walking along a row of basic wooden trellises that were covered with vines bearing rather heavy produce.
“These are kina,” Xan began, watching as Anita reached out and touched the leaves and vegetables on the vine with a tender hand. “The skin is very spicy, almost intolerable for some of us, but it can make a good seasoning for soup and the inside is crunchy and watery. It’s not my favorite, but you can eat it raw no problem.”
“A spicy cucumber?” Anita smiled slightly. “I should like to try one someday. May I?”
“May you what?” Xan wondered.
“Examine it more closely,” she requested. He nodded, not bothering to employ his feathers at all. Humans seemed to respond much better to head movements.
“Long as you don’t eat them I don’t see why not,” he replied as Anita knelt in the soil and took a couple quick pictures of the fungi that grew there. Next she moved to the stalk of the vine, brushing her fingers along it and tilting her head curiously. Her long, black hair was done in a braid that hung almost to her waist when upright, and Xan found himself wondering how she got her fur to grow so long. “So, could you grow these on your ship?” he wondered after the silence began to grow uncomfortable.
“I’m not sure about growing them in bulk,” Anita replied. “Although… no, I would need to test a few things first. I would need to retool one of the growing bays if I’m right but I think I’ll just start with a handful of these as an experiment.” At that point the young woman seemed to realize what she’d suggested and looked at Xan apologetically. His remaining good eye, she realized, had been roaming over her body. She promptly broke eye contact again. “I would just need some seeds.”
“That shouldn’t be a problem,” the Cauthan informed her as Anita quickly busied herself with two soil samples, one from the middle of the row where Xan was standing and the other from directly beneath the kina plants. He cleared his throat as she labeled them. “How do you manage without tails?”
Anita felt her face burn as Xan questioned her posterior anatomy, hating herself for feeling such a way even when the boy in question was an alien. She swallowed and blinked forcefully to keep her tears at bay.
“I just figured that it might be hard to run, you know? But I’ve always had one so I was curious,” he elaborated. “Did I say something wrong? Look, there was this time when a female tried to mate with me and I couldn’t really, you know, do it. I think I looked pretty much like you’re looking right now, so I’m sorry. Do you want to just get back to the plants?” Xan offered, smiling wider as Anita stood and looked at him in mild shock, checking to see if the translation had been correct.
“No, no you didn’t say anything wrong,” she assured him. “I have never had a tail, so all I can tell you is that we manage just fine without them, including running. I did not take much animal biology in school, but I believe we compensate with larger muscles in our legs and…” Anita clammed up as the gluteus muscle groups came into focus again.
“Ok ok, fair enough,” Xan took control quickly, cursing Alice in the back of his mind. The situation was far beyond simply ‘being nice’. He felt like he was holding a newly hatched shen. “So how did you get into plants anyway? I mean, I grew up around them and I couldn’t wait to do something other than farm. Guess it’s kinda funny now, isn’t it? I’m back in the fields, just with one less eye and a fucked up leg.”
“You don’t need to be so forward with me,” she whispered.
“What do you mean? Not like I can hide the fact I took a couple of arrows and a spear in the leg. Here, this is erulass. Don’t eat it; at least I wouldn’t. They should be ready soon,” he explained, leaning closer and fingering at a green growth on top of a short stalk. “Yeah, almost. When these are harvested those who serve the Twins spin them into fiber that they weave into dresses and other clothing. We don’t have much of it. It’s mainly for trading. Gotta eat first, right? And there are plenty of chesko to make tunics and cloaks from.”
“I don’t know what Alice said to you, but it’s alright,” Anita replied hesitantly. “You don’t need to volunteer such things to a stranger. I’m happy to learn about your crops.”
“Woah now, let’s make one thing clear!” Xan insisted. “I am the apprentice death priest here. Alice is just Russell’s sister.”
Anita held her fingers to her lips. “I’ll not tell her you said that about her. She’s just as proud of her degree as I am.”
“So she learned about aliens and you learned about plants?” Xan clarified.
“Not exactly,” Anita said, running her hands over the nearest row of erulass. She took a deep breath that smelled of soil and almost familiar scents. “So when you said that my skin was… pretty?”
“Is that what was happening back by the shuttle? It’s called a shuttle, right? Look, I shouldn’t have said anything. I didn’t realize it was something humans don’t do, comment on skin color. Won’t happen again,” Xan promised.
“No, no,” Anita sighed, feeling a bit overwhelmed by Xan’s talkativeness. She wasn’t used to such things, but didn’t want to make life harder for the rest of the crew who had to deal with the Cauthan on a regular basis. “That was just me realizing how far away from home I am. I don’t know if you could imagine travelling all the way to my homeworld and walking on it, but that’s what I was feeling.”
Xan recalled the first time he’d seen Mara from space. “Yeah, I think I can understand that. Not much to look at though, is it?”
“Quite the opposite,” Anita replied. “I know you don’t have flowering plants here, but they’re rather pretty all the same. I haven’t experienced this for a long time.”
“You must really like plants. But I guess if I was trapped inside all that metal for however long it was I’d appreciate dirt and crops a bit more too,” the Cauthan agreed. She had a wistful look in her eyes.
“It’s been far longer than that. And yes, I love plants,” Anita confirmed. “They’re delicate and tender, but with a bit of love and knowledge they will flourish for you. It doesn’t matter who you are or what you look like…”
“Oh I’m going to kick myself for this later,” Xan groaned, curiosity overwhelming. “Does this plant situation have anything to do with that whole skin color issue?”
“You’re a very persistent and curious alien,” she said, looking away as she hoped she hadn’t offended. Xan made a scene of glancing around them, waving to a nearby farmer.
“Do you see anything around here more interesting than your kind? If so please do point it out to me,” he suggested. Anita felt a nervousness tightening around her, wondering just what sort of conversations were really ok with the Cauthan. It all seemed so deceptively casual.
“I suppose that’s a fine point. I imagine life has been like this as long as you have been alive, hasn’t it?”
“Lot longer than that I’m pretty sure,” Xan agreed. “Seriously though, since there are no other humans around, you don’t need to worry down here. Your skin is a pretty color. Antoth has really dark fur. So do Eris and a bunch of us. Your leader does too, right? Are you related to him? Why is it a bad thing?”
“I guess you really are like cats,” Anita managed a slight chuckle despite the situation. “It’s not a happy story, Xan. But I suppose I should explain it to you if only so you know that not all dark-skinned humans are closely or even distantly related.”
“You sounded like Alice for a moment,” he told her, hoping that his tone was warm enough to convey that he didn’t find the contrast bad. “Let’s make a deal. You tell me your unhappy story, and I’ll tell you about how the female of my dreams tried to mount me and I couldn’t perform for her.”
“That’s quite unnecessary!” Anita squeaked. “Are all of your people so forward?”
“No. I just was trying to make you feel more comfortable,” Xan explained, watching some of the nearby crops swaying in a sudden breeze. “It appears to have not worked.”
“Thank you. And… “ Anita sucked down a fortifying breath who’s smell reminded her of the farms of her birthplace. “I was happy when you said my skin is pretty. Happy and sad that hearing it from an alien would feel so nice.”
“Sounds like I’m about to learn a bit more about humans. Let’s get out of the sun?” he offered, with the forest only a short walk away. Anita followed him quietly, speaking once they’d sat on the tree stump left by Winters’ efforts from a year earlier.
“Well, you might have been able to guess, but I’m not from the same country as Alice and her brother,” Anita began.
“I figured on account of the way your speech is different from theirs. So different tribes?”
“Something like that. My homeland is called India, and it has a rich culture and history, full of vibrant people, art, architecture, stories, and religion. It’s not all good though.”
“What is?” Xan agreed. “How many humans are part of your tribe?”
“Indians? I think there are about one and a half billion of us now,” Anita guessed, tilting her head upward. Xan could only splutter. “As I said it’s a very dynamic country, full of life. But it has many traditions that, well, let’s just say that if I had been born some other time in the past I would have been the lowest of the low, and I certainly wouldn’t be here.”
“You what?” Xan asked, his voice suddenly serious. “What do you mean by low? Like a slave?”
“That’s not too far off,” Anita confirmed, resting her elbows on her knees and playing with her long, braided ponytail. “My country had something called the caste system. Officially it is gone now, but its legacy is felt everywhere in India. Whatever caste you were born into, you stayed there. It determined who you could marry, what jobs you could take, almost everything important about your life from the day you were born. My family were dalit, untouchables. We are considered unclean and impure, fit only for the most disgusting jobs and the most squalid living conditions,” she explained, her voice emotional and raw. “I also have darker skin and I’m a woman. Lighter skin is valued more highly than darker skin. All you need to do is look at an advertisement to see why. Even in the modern era there are still many who look at me and know that my place is in the kitchen of a leatherworker or trash collector, giving birth to his children and remaining out of sight. When I was at school, there were people who sought to remind me of that at every opportunity. I found plants to be much kinder companions.”
Xan responded by placing his paw on her shoulder, understanding that humans seemed alright with such gestures between unmated individuals. She didn’t look at him, but he could see how tight her facial muscles were. “I don’t understand everything about what you just said but you’re cleaner than everyone in my village, smell better too. And uh… you already have a lot of people right, so I don’t think you need to worry about babies like we do?”
“You’re very kind, Xan,” Anita muttered, punctuated by something of a depressed laugh. He was surprised at her words, but took it to mean he was succeeding in his attempts to interact with a female that wasn’t Alice for more than several seconds.
“So how did you end up here?” the Cauthan moved the conversation along.
“I studied, and I studied, and I studied,” she told him, a hint of pride showing through. “When I was accepted to a university in America, where Alice is from, my parents broke down in tears. For many hours of the day we would have no electricity or running water, but their daughter was going away to learn engineering in one of the greatest powers on Earth, a place where people traveled to space as easily as getting on a train, a place where it’s written that every man and woman is free and equal. It was probably the most important day of my life.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” Xan cut in, not having the faintest clue what a train was, or electricity. “It sounds like you worked very hard to get on that ship.”
“I did, and now I wonder if I’ll ever see my family again,” Anita lamented. “Some on board say we are stuck here.”
Xan’s tone dropped at the news. “Oh. I didn’t know that.”
Anita shook her head. “I’m sorry for troubling you with all this. Perhaps you could show me more of your crops? I would like to try to grow them when I return to the ship.”
“No problem, but you should come have dinner at my place tonight. I’ll make sure my mom and sister save some seeds for you from whatever they’re cooking,” he insisted. “Are people… mean to you on board the ship like they were when you were in your homeland?”
“You ask very difficult and penetrating questions, Xan. No, they are not, but some things don’t go away so quickly. I know I’m seen as a shut in and a loner.”
“Well my family doesn’t know squat about any of that, so don’t tell them! They’ll probably ask you a lot of questions. We’ve never had a human over for dinner, not even Alice or Russell. Anyway, let me show you some dato!” Xan pressed himself upright, relying heavily on his cane before extending his hand to Anita. “I won’t tell anyone.”
Anita brushed her hands across her eyes before accepting his gesture of kindness, making sure to stand mostly on her own power so as not to throw him off balance. “Thank you.”
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“Go through that one more time, if you would?” Antoth requested, exhaling as he looked at the human lantern held in his hands. It had been far easier to understand than what he’d just been told. To his right, Ratha stood from the seat she’d been given in the Temple of Kel and made to depart.
“If you wish to entertain these fantasies it’s none of my business,” she informed him, a hand resting on her hip. The Huntress had taken to leaving her armor at home of late, given her propensity to remain within the walls of the village now that she was with child. Her dagger and commanding eyes remained just as sharp, however. “But if you forget that you serve the giver of life and light again you’ll find your plate empty, Antoth.”
“I’ll do my best,” he replied.
“I don’t want your best. I want you to be there and appreciate my cooking when it’s hot. Do you trust Staroth so little you feel the need to do his job for him in addition to yours?” Ratha demanded, her feathers waving in a complicated pattern that Russell and Alice were not familiar with. “You have a duty to me and to the life you put into my belly, Antoth.” Thantis quietly sipped his tea to the side.
“I will be home for dinner, Ratha,” Antoth caved.
“Then I’ll see you soon,” she agreed, sweeping from the Temple with barely a sound. Russell waited a few moments before ribbing his furry comrade.
“Have too much fun patrolling one night?” he wondered with a smile.
“If by fun you mean settling disputes over goods and labor? Yes, I had great fun one night,” he replied flatly. “Now go over this again, in detail. I would not deny you this, Thantis, but if I am to send you intentionally into Kel’s domain I must be sure you will return. Xan has made great strides, but he is not ready to take on your duties in full.”
“On that we are in agreement, Antoth,” Thantis said. “I will defer to your judgment, Priest of Seil.”
“Why is it that no one calls me that as an actual sign of respect?” the burly Cauthan wondered to himself.
‘Because you will always be the Guardian, even to us,’ Io added affectionately thanks to Russell’s B-MASS, which he now took everywhere regardless of the rest of his armor. ‘I have fully incorporated myself into the Event Horizon’s systems, Antoth. While I may not actually be invited on this little trip, depending on Russell’s wishes, I am comfortable in assuring you that there will be very little danger.’
“Just explain it again, please,” the chief of the village requested. “You’re saying that your people are running low on resources. Would it not be best to simply acquire them here?”
“That’s very kind of you, Antoth,” Alice said with a broad smile on her face, having just received a message from Anita explaining that she’d be dining at Xan’s place and desperately asking for advice. “But if our ship were to land on your planet we could never leave again.”
“My word, how is that so?” Thantis questioned. Io was ready, using Russell’s armor to project a three-dimensional model of space-time that, at that moment, encompassed the Seil system as a whole.
‘If I may?’ she opened, receiving nods from both Alice and Russell.
“You’re probably better suited for this than I am. I got a C in physics,” the Jumper chuckled, causing Alice to roll her eyes as Io added herself to the projection, pointing to the relatively flat surface of the solar system.
‘Imagine, if you will, that Kel’s domain is an ocean,’ she began with an adjustment of her wire-frame glasses. ‘I presume you all know of oceans?’
“The great salt waters, yes. Continue,” Antoth bade.
‘Indeed. Kel’s domain is similar, and our ship sails across it. Your home, Mara, as well as Seil itself and all the other objects nearby float in this ocean. Where they do, they form large pits within the ocean. Think of whirlpools or other dangerous formations that might destroy a ship. In the case of Mara, our ship would not be destroyed per se, but were we to descend into its pocket here,’ she highlighted the relevant section of the display and zoomed in, a small blue dot indicating the Event Horizon as it orbited Mara. ‘We would not be able to climb back out again. If we sent smaller craft to gather materials on the surface, not only would we be in violation of our promise to protect your planet and its ecosystems, but we would expend a great deal of energy lifting those supplies out of the hole and back to the ship. This is where we propose to travel for our mission.’
The display zoomed out and moved past Mara, away from Seil to the asteroid belt of the system. Io demonstrated how the pits formed by the asteroids were negligible as Alice cut in. “We have craft that can approach these balls of rock and ice that float around in space and harvest materials from them, water and metals. They tend to be on the surface and easy to dislodge, gather, and transport back to the main ship. Your offer was very kind, Antoth. And we need not take any of your kind with us. It was just a suggestion of Natori’s. I think he wants to show off a little bit, to be honest.”
“If I had the technology to plunder the realms of Kel I might wish to show that off as well,” Thantis mused. “Though I wonder what use the Lord of Death would have for such stores of ice and metal. Perhaps that is how he conjures winter each year? The metal is a mystery. I have one question for you, however. Assuming all this does come to pass, how do you intend to maintain the balance of the realm? I do not find it likely that Kel would simply allow your ingress.”
Antoth hummed in agreement, a sound that was more similar to a rumbling growl than anything. “I should like to hear this as well.”
‘Ah, sir? How does one negotiate with a god?’ Io wondered.
“Aren’t you the spirit here? How should I know?” Russell asked.
‘Some avatar of Kel you are,’ the AI complained, disappearing the educational display and sitting down with a contemplative expression. ‘What does Kel value, Thantis? I’m sorry to say we won’t be sacrificing anyone even if he is a death god.’
“How barbaric,” Thantis gasped. “I would think that of all the gods, Kel would be the least inclined to sacrifice. All arrive at his side sooner or later. Hmm, let me ponder this question,” he requested, beginning to pace slowly around the room, consulting a scroll here or there. Russell looked to his side to find Alice busy on her personal device.
“Are you seriously texting right now? Who are you even texting?!” he whispered.
“My boyfriend. I’m going to spend all night at his place making incredibly loud and lewd noises,” Alice replied with a sarcastic roll of her eyes. “It’s not like it’s any of your business even if that was what I was doing, Rusty. Xan is showing Anita around and she has some questions is all. She’s very shy so I guess she feels more comfortable asking me. Besides, how would I have anything to add to a discussion about Kel? You’re the one who’s carried his name on this planet for a year apparently. I just got here!”
“Good thing we have a communications pylon down here,” Russell muttered, leaving the rest be. After another few moments of awkward silence, staring at Antoth or the wall, Veera opened her mouth.
“Thantis, is what the humans are proposing much different from foraging in the woods? I’ve had to do that most of my life, and only recently have I ever had anything I could even consider sacrificing to Valta,” she posited. Thantis turned to her and adjusted his glasses, already quite adept at their placement on his muzzle and used to their function.
“An excellent question, Veera. If only our Huntress had not just left! Oh please now Antoth, do not think anyone here takes issue. It cannot be easy, being torn between Valta and Meylith as she is.”
“There have been difficult moments, yes,” Antoth agreed, his eyes glazing over. “But it has been a rewarding journey as well.”
‘Whenever that infant is born it will be the epitome of Cauthan bloodlines,’ Io declared. ‘And now I’ll cease discussion of breeding stock before my accent conjures some interesting parallels. Do you think I would look good in leather, sir?’
“Giving you more processing power was a mistake,” Russell tried to contain his laughter. “But who knows? If anyone could pull off that look it would be you. Just… know your audience?”
Io nodded emphatically as Thantis seemed to come to a conclusion regarding Veera’s question. “I believe there is merit to your line of reasoning, Veera. Valta does not smite those who pluck and remove the herbs and fungi from the undergrowth of her forest. If they were to disappear one day, perhaps that would be a sign of her displeasure? Let us hope that the father is as amenable to such actions as the daughter. Antoth, I believe I should meet with the leader of these humans. They have need of these resources, and I would very much like to observe Kel’s reaction if such a thing is even possible!”
Antoth crossed his arms over his chest. “Thantis, the journey to their ship is not an easy one. And we know nothing about what this expedition will entail. No offense, spirit Io, but I believe only witnessing such things will be sufficient for us. The magic and knowledge of the humans is impenetrable at times. What you propose is… let’s just say I have no plans on meeting Seil or Uthos until I die.”
‘Might I suggest that the good Dr. Dupuis review the state of Thantis’ health before such a mission?’ Io offered. ‘She specializes in feminine health, of course, but I am absolutely confident in her ability to administer a simple physical evaluation for spaceflight. I am sure you feel perfectly healthy, Thantis, but if you do come with us your body will be subjected to certain forces you have yet to experience in your lifetime.’
“How thrilling!” the elderly Cauthan declared immediately. Antoth rested his head in a paw.
“At this point I would feel guilty keeping you here, truth be told.”
“Let’s just make sure everything is squared away, then we can decide,” Russell offered. “Xan has been up and back a couple times now, so if Thantis is unable, he can go in his stead.”
“Of course. Where is my apprentice anyway? I thought he was with you,” the elderly priest wondered.
“Oh, he’s showing one of my friends around the fields. She’s going to be involved in the efforts to grow your crops aboard our ship. Xan offered to help her learn how to do so,” Alice explained, her words bringing a healthy smile to Thantis’ face.
“Is that right? I should like to meet this human sometime then. I believe Gentia would be happy to spare a few seeds. Ah this is good. Yes this is very good. I must make note of this, ever changing… yes yes, the balance itself.”
Russell and Antoth glanced at one another as Thantis yet again retreated into the quickly turning gears of his own mind. “He is indistinguishable from the death priest I knew a decade ago,” the village leader commented. “I don’t profess to be an expert on Kel or his balance, but your people have given to mine, Winters. And so perhaps we and Kel could give unto you. Spirit Io, the healer you spoke of is the one caring for Asha?”
‘Yes, Antoth. She’s actually in the village right now. I believe she had a matter or two to discuss with Zolta and Asha about their cub. All is well on that front by the way. Shall I summon her here?’ the AI asked. ‘She may be with Gentia at this very moment already.’
“That is up to Thantis. Perhaps it would be best to have this happen when Gentia is around? Even if I gave you my approval this instant, she could still overrule me in matters concerning her mate,” Antoth explained, picking up Alice’s knowing smile. “Such a thing is not officially true but I’m sure even you have known Gentia long enough to understand my position.”
“Quite clearly, Antoth. Maybe you should head out to join your own mate? No one is going to be going anywhere for a few hours at the earliest. We could fill you in after dark?” Alice proposed.
“Mmm, very good. Thantis?”
“Yes yes, I’ll see to it Antoth. They’ve been here for almost a cycle now and I’ve not met any of their healers to exchange recipes for tea. Simply astounding. I do wonder what Kel’s thoughts are regarding tea. An unbalanced brew does taste quite foul… there may be something there.”
Io and Russell did their best to contain their laughter as the Jumper bumped arms with Antoth before allowing the black-furred Cauthan to disappear into the dusk-lit streets and head for home where Ratha awaited him. “I should go see if Veera needs help with dinner. You coming tonight?” he asked his sister.
Alice nodded. “I’d love to, thanks. I’m going to track down Anita and Xan, maybe Yvonne as well. Natori seemed pretty intent on this supply run, so the sooner the better. Thantis, thank you for your time. I’ll return later?”
The priest acknowledged their intent to depart so as not to be rude. “Selah to you both, my friends. Alice, do you think you could show me how to change the strength of this white flame again before you go?” He gestured to the lantern she’d provided him with days before.
“Who am I to deny a request like that?” she asked of the air around them. “You go on, Rusty. I’ll see you later.”
“You want chesko tonight?” he asked.
“With extra kina!”
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2020.08.10 18:57 rovnrev Timeline of DJT, Jeffrey Epstein, Robert and Ghislaine Maxwell. A mountain of evidence.

1980

1985

Late 1980's
Trump told New York magazine in 2002 that he had known Epstein for 15 years, suggesting they met around 1987.
Source

1989

1990
Trump reportedly told a former adviser, Roger Stone, that when he visited Epstein's home the pool was filled with girls. Trump said he thought it was nice that Epstein let "the neighborhood kids use his pool".
Q. Now, Mr. Trump had a home in Palm Beach, correct?
A. Uh-huh.
Q. So he didn't come and stay there, did he?
A. No, never.
Q. He would come for a meal?
A. He would come, have dinner. He never sat at the table. He eat with me in the kitchen.
Q. Did he ever have massages while he was there?
A. No. Because he's got his own spa.

1991
Stacy Wilkes competed in the 1991 [Look of the Year] contest as a sixteen-year-old, representing the United States. She remembers Trump coming into their dressing area during the contest, more than once. “I would feel really uncomfortable, because every time we would change, it was like Trump would find a reason to come backstage to see all the teenagers,” she told us. “When you’re doing a runway show, they have to strip you down and change you....There was no need for him to be back there.” Trump never tried to justify his presence backstage but would just walk in and start making jokes. The girls didn’t feel that they were free to complain. “We were afraid to say anything bad when he was around because we didn’t want anything to hurt our chances of winning,” Wilkes said. “We were all young teenagers.” Wilkes’s roommate ended up spending the night with one of the celebrity judges, Wilkes said, and later won one of the prizes.
“He was gropey...he had his hands in the most inappropriate places, always,” [NaKina] Carr said. [Editor’s note: NaKina Carr was working as a runway model for Oscar de la Renta.] “When he went in to kiss someone, the hand always went to either the hip or the butt. He was also really good when he did pictures or when he’d side-hug someone. He’d always get his hand on the boob. Every time.” Stories about Trump and his hands circulated within the modeling community. At one modeling event, Trump allegedly went down a line of women feeling their bodies to guess their dress size. Backstage at a lingerie show, he is said to have moved his hands all over a model’s breasts under the guise of inspecting the bra’s fabric.

1992
In 1992, the women were flown in for a "calendar girl" competition that Trump had requested, the former Trump associate, George Houraney, told The Times.
"At the very first party, I said, 'Who's coming tonight? I have 28 girls coming,'" Houraney said. "It was him and Epstein."
He added: "I said: 'Donald, this is supposed to be a party with VIPs. You're telling me it's you and Epstein?'"
Houraney also apparently once warned Trump about Epstein.
"Look, Donald, I know Jeff really well, I can't have him going after younger girls," Houraney recalled telling Trump. "He said: 'Look I'm putting my name on this. I wouldn't put my name on it and have a scandal.'"
Houraney had a falling out with Trump after his girlfriend accused Trump of making unwanted sexual advances in the early 1990s.

1994
The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was subject to extreme sexual and physical abuse by the Defendants, Donald J. Trump and Jeffrey E. Epstein, including forcible rape during a four month time span covering the months of June-September 1994 when Plaintiff Johnson was still only a minor of age 13.
The Plaintiff, Katie Johnson, alleges she was enticed by promises of money and a modeling career to attend a series of underage sex parties held at the New York City residence of Defendant Jeffrey E. Epstein and attended by Defendant Donald J. Trump.

1995

1996
Trump entered the Miss Teen USA changing room where girls as young as 15 were in various states of undress.
“He just came strolling right in,” Dixon said. “There was no second to put a robe on or any sort of clothing or anything. Some girls were topless. Others girls were naked. Our first introduction to him was when we were at the dress rehearsal and half-naked changing into our bikinis.”

1997
In an interview last week with The Post, Mark Epstein said Trump flew on the plane “numerous times” but said he was only present for one flight.
“They were good friends,” Mark Epstein said. “I know [Trump] is trying to distance himself, but they were.” He added that Trump used to comp Epstein’s mother and aunt at one of Trump’s Atlantic City casino hotels. When a Post reporter sought further details, Mark Epstein hung up.
Trump unexpectedly entered the Miss Teen USA dressing room, the reigning Miss Universe, Brook Antoinette Mahealani Lee, recalls Trump asking her about the looks of his daughter Ivanka, who was co-hosting the pageant. “‘Don’t you think my daughter’s hot? She’s hot, right?'” Mahealani Lee recalls Trump saying.

1998
Several models who worked for Epstein associate Jean-Luc Brunel, who allegedly helped procure for him underage girls, tell of being taken to swank parties at Mar-a-Lago. Zoe Brock, a New Zealander who quit Brunel’s agency in Paris in 1991 after, she says, she was on the receiving end of his unwanted sexual advances at age 17, still has the wristband from when, while with another agency, she and other young girls and women were taken together on a bus from Miami to Mar-a-Lago in 1998.
At 24, she was one of the eldest women on the bus to Mar-a-Lago, many she is sure were underage.

1999
“And the other interesting thing is Trump had a modeling agency, and Epstein also had a stake in a modeling agency, which they suspect he used to bring in underage girls from overseas,” Brown said. “There is a comment in one of the court files where Epstein is quoted as saying, ‘I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.’ I don’t know what that means, but it is curious he was trying to do something similar to Trump.”

2000
“He’s not pretentious,” says Trump. “He’s a lot of fun to be with.” Maxwell seemed to think so too.
'I remember flying on Trump's plane from LaGuardia to Palm Beach, with Trump and Melania and some of his relatives on board,' the writer said.
'Jeffrey Epstein, Ghislaine Maxwell, and the girl in question were late for the appointed take off time, which is why I remember it so well.
'What I do remember thinking about the girl though is that she was pretty, attractive. She was of an indeterminate age, though I realized she was young - I thought she could be anywhere from 15 to 20.
'She seemed to want to go unnoticed, she didn't talk to anybody and decided to be a wallflower while we were on the plane.

2002
Epstein likes to tell people that he’s a loner, a man who’s never touched alcohol or drugs, and one whose nightlife is far from energetic. And yet if you talk to Donald Trump, a different Epstein emerges. “I’ve known Jeff for fifteen years. Terrific guy,” Trump booms from a speakerphone. “He’s a lot of fun to be with. It is even said that he likes beautiful women as much as I do, and many of them are on the younger side. No doubt about it — Jeffrey enjoys his social life.”
Some of the businessmen who dine with him at his home—they include newspaper publisher Mort Zuckerman, banker Louis Ranieri, Revlon chairman Ronald Perelman, real-estate tycoon Leon Black, former Microsoft executive Nathan Myhrvold, Tom Pritzker (of Hyatt Hotels), and real-estate personality Donald Trump—sometimes seem not all that clear as to what he actually does to earn his millions. Certainly, you won’t find Epstein’s transactions written about on Bloomberg or talked about in the trading rooms. “The trading desks don’t seem to know him. It’s unusual for animals that big not to leave any footprints in the snow,” says a high-level investment manager.

2003
Where: East Side townhouse
Table seats: 30
Guest list: Mort Zuckerman, Google co-founder Sergey Brin, David Blaine, Donald Trump, Leslie Wexner of the Limited, disgraced British Cabinet minister Peter Mandelson, Bill Clinton aide Doug Band
Menu: Private chef, though last month Rocco DiSpirito cooked dinner after Epstein bid $50,000 for his services at a Hamptons charity.
Make it MY place: Epstein hates restaurants, so he often entertains at home. “The dialogues are so engaging that serving even the most extraordinary food sometimes seems inappropriate, like eating pizza at the ballet,” he says.
“I had rich shock!” one stunned guest says about Epstein’s house, which the owner claims is the largest private dwelling in the city. At a recent dinner organized by Ghislaine Maxwell, Blaine amused a group of barely clad models with card tricks. Alas, Clinton—around whom the evening had been organized—never showed, though his Secret Service would have appreciated Epstein’s numerous security cameras.

2004
"Can you imagine the sex with this troubled teen?" said Stern.
"Yeah, you're probably right," Trump said. "She's probably deeply troubled and therefore great in bed. How come the deeply troubled women, you know, deeply, deeply troubled, they're always the best in bed?"

2005
The Trump campaign did not offer a response to either story, but in a 2005 appearance on Howard Stern’s show, Trump bragged about doing exactly what the women describe. “I’ll go backstage before a show, and everyone’s getting dressed and ready and everything else,” he said.

2006

2007
Meanwhile, the Mar-a-Lago Club in Palm Beach last night confirmed a Web site report that Epstein has been banned there. “He would use the spa to try to procure girls. But one of them, a masseuse about 18 years old, he tried to get her to do things,” a source told us. “Her father found out about it and went absolutely ape-[bleep]. Epstein’s not allowed back.” Epstein denies he is banned from Mar-a-Lago and says, in fact, he was recently invited to an event there.
Another club member explained that Trump "kicked Epstein out after Epstein harassed the daughter of a member. The way this person described it, such an act could irreparably harm the Trump brand, leaving Donald no choice but to remove Epstein,"
A footnote in the book says the authors were shown the club's registry from more than a decade earlier and that Epstein in fact had been a member until October 2007.
Nunberg, told the Times that Trump was well aware of Epstein’s sordid sexual history, but only took action to distance himself after the public found out about his behavior. According to Nunberg, when he tried to raise concerns about Trump’s ties to Epstein during the 2016 campaign, Trump insisted he had sufficiently distanced himself from his former friend, telling Nunberg, “I kicked him out of the clubs when this stuff became public, and I made sure NBC knew.”

2008

2009
He said in a recent interview that he had served subpoenas on many connected people in 2009, and that Trump was “the only person who picked up the phone and said, ‘Let’s just talk. I’ll give you as much time as you want.’”
Edwards added that Trump “was very helpful, in the information that he gave,” calling it “good information that checked out and that helped us.” And, he said, Trump “gave no indication whatsoever that he was involved in anything untoward whatsoever.”
When asked about a subpoena served to Trump in 2009, Garten said it "never happened." The subpoena called for Trump to give a deposition in a case against Epstein; Garten's denial baffled Brad Edwards, one of Virginia Roberts' attorneys.
"There is no debate over what happened," Edwards told VICE news. "I served Mr. Trump with a subpoena for deposition in 2009. He talked to me voluntarily, and consequently we withdrew the subpoena in light of his voluntarily providing information…. I can't imagine there being any dispute of any of this."

2010
Q: Have you ever had a personal relationship with Donald Trump?
A. What do you mean by "personal relationship," sir?
Q. Have you socialized with him?
A. Yes, sir.
Q. Yes?
A. Yes, sir.
Q. Have you ever socialized with Donald Trump in the presence of females under the age of 18?
A: Though I'd like to answer that question, at least today I'm going to have to assert my Fifth, Sixth, and 14th Amendment rights, sir.

2015
In the week or so leading up to his CPAC speech, David Pecker, who owned the Enquirer until it was sold in ruin earlier this year, visited Trump on the 26th floor of Trump Tower, bringing along an issue with a Prince Andrew and Epstein-related cover, according to people familiar with the meeting. Pecker, of course, was in the business of protecting Trump. An early supporter of his presidential campaign, Pecker has helped “catch and kill” at least two stories involving the real estate mogul and women who claimed to have had affairs with him.
After the meeting Trump called in Sam Nunberg, then a Trump Organization employee, who saw Pecker leaving Trump’s office. “Michael was sitting in there when I came in, and the issue of the National Enquirer with the pictures of Prince Andrew was on his desk,” Nunberg recalled. “He said not to tell anyone, but that Pecker had just been there and had brought the issue with him. Trump said that Pecker had told him that the pictures of Clinton that Epstein had from his island were worse.” (Cohen, speaking by phone from the Federal Correctional Institution in Otisville, corroborated Nunberg’s version of the events, though he declined to add any additional information about the meeting.)
During the meeting with Pecker, Trump went on about how Epstein was known for this behavior, according to a person familiar with the conversation.

2017
Back in 2008, when Alex Acosta was U.S. attorney for the Southern District of Florida, his office secretly cut a sweetheart deal for child rapist and sex trafficker Jeffrey Epstein. Now Acosta has been watching as increasingly damning evidence piles up, revealing that he was responsible for letting Epstein off the hook the first time around

2018
Mr. Epstein called and asked if I’d like to have dinner that Saturday with him and Woody Allen. I said I’d be out of town. A few weeks after that, he asked me to join him for dinner with the author Michael Wolff and Donald J. Trump’s former adviser, Steve Bannon.
Barr was asked if he would investigate the handling of a decade-old Florida plea deal that let Epstein escape responsibility for his conduct. He said he thought his former law firm was involved in the case so he might have to recuse.

2019
“I can understand people who immediately, whose minds went to sort of the worst-case scenario because it was a perfect storm of screw-ups,” Barr told the AP

2020
The president bolstered his legal team Friday with attorneys Alan Dershowitz and Kenneth Starr, who helped Epstein evade prison time in a now infamously lenient plea deal with Palm Beach prosecutors. Epstein originally faced multiple charges of soliciting and trafficking underage girls, but escaped with just 13 months of house arrest in a deal that caused Trump’s Labor Secretary Alex Acosta to resign under pressure last year.
Barr’s father was the headmaster of an elite New York City school that hired college dropout Epstein to teach math and physics. Do these circumstances amount to a conflict of interest requiring mandatory recusal? Barr, apparently after consulting with career ethics officials at DOJ, concluded they did not.

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Are these points just coincidences?
Proximity:
301 E 66th St, New York, NY since the early 90s. 1.5 miles from Trump Tower Source 1 Source 2 Source 3
9 East 71st Street, New York, NY since 1989 or 1996. 1.1 miles from Trump Tower Source 1 Source 2
475 Madison Avenue, New York, NY J. Epstein & Co. and a charitable foundation named "Epstein Interests." since atleast 1991. 0.3 miles from Trump Tower Source 1 Source 2

358 El Brillo Way, Palm Beach, FL. Just 1.4 miles or a 5 minute drive from Mar-A-Lago. Source 1 Source 2

People:
Alan Dershowitz, Kenneth Starr, Alex Acosta, William Barr, Steve Bannon, Bill Clinton, Prince Andrew all connected to both Trump and Epstein.

Modeling:
Epstein used modeling agent Jean-Luc Brunel to source underage girls Source
Trump runs Miss Universe Organization along with Miss USA and Miss Teen USA from 1996 to 2017. Source Trump runs Trump Model Management from 1999 to 2017 Source.
Epstein sets up his own modeling agency, saying 'I want to set up my modeling agency the same way Trump set up his modeling agency.' Source 1 Source 2 Source 3

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These are the indisputable facts
Trumps Knowledge of Epstein:
Trump was warned about Epstein as early as 1992 by George Houraney.
Trump does not distance himself or make negative statements about Epstein or Prince Andrew until after tabloid stories about Epstein are published in 2006.
Can anyone find Trump calling out his close associates for their pedophilia prior to 2006? I cant find anything prior to 2007 on Epstein and 2015 on Prince Andrew.

Epstein and Maxwell have a history back to at least 1992 with Trump
Clear evidence shows Epstein, Maxwell, and Trump together at Mar-A-Lago and in NYC. Not just a few photographs, a mountain of photographs and tabloid articles spanning many years and many events together.
Epstein, Maxwell, and Trump flew together on more than one occasion, on Epstein's Gulfstream and on Trump's 727.

Epstein's black book contained contact info for Trump in 2004.
14 phone numbers for Donald Trump, including emergency numbers, car numbers, and numbers to Trump's security guard and houseman, Trump's former wife Ivana, his daughter Ivanka, and his brother Robert.

Trump praised Epstein and wishes Maxwell well
Trump's language about Epstein and Maxwell is only positive. 2009 is the only time Trump speaks negatively of Epstein, and even then we do not have Bradley Edwards notes or recordings of the "dirt" Trump spilled on Epstein.
Trump's harshest words? “I’m not a fan of his,” the president said. And outright lies that Epstein was not a member of Mar-A-Lago, easily disproved. Source 1 Source 2

Trump's Mar-A-Lago was used by Maxwell and Epstein to recruit underage Virginia Roberts:
Its all in the docs
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2020.07.21 17:05 SabatonBabylon The HEL Jumper [Chapter 3.21]

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With little else on his plate, Russell Winters took his time walking through the corridors and facilities of the Event Horizon. More than a few curious civilians who weren’t aware of his identity nodded or waved his way, surprised to see a new face after so long aboard. He returned the greetings briefly but carried on towards the rear of the ship, his confident stride impressing upon those he met that he had somewhere to go and something to do. The reality wasn’t quite that demanding, but it allowed him to avoid any sort of prolonged discussion, or any discussion beyond a simple nod of his head or a single word to acknowledge a passerby. Deep down he couldn’t help but feel adrift or alone. For the first time since he’d lost the Lancer not even Io was around to chat. That wasn’t exactly true, of course, but she was with Veera and Asha, and he did not want to be seen conversing with the ceiling.
So instead he continued through mostly empty corridors, lightly used thanks to the marvel that was the tube system and the fact that most everyone was at their job or station given the hour of the day. The midpoint of the ship was actually quite easy to spot, with the gently sloping, white hallways of the civilian half giving way to defined edges and metallic gray of the military. When those long stretches of metal and polymer began to blend together, the novelty of the ship itself having long worn off, the Jumper fell into reflection as so many humans do in times of solitude. Given his conversation with Natori earlier in the day, it was perhaps natural that his thoughts eventually turned to Jess and the others. Emotions once raw and crippling felt muted and distant, the passive mask on his face only giving way when he cursed and chastised himself, upset that he couldn’t remember Jess’ face as clearly as he wanted to. With his personal effects also blown to smithereens, it would be many more months until he could see her again the way he wanted to, smiling and clothed like a civilian in photographs saved on his personal devices back home. He resolved not to get upset at Kaczynski if the Admiral chose to do something involving the stock photographs taken of every member of the HEL for just such an occasion, the ones with forced smiles, uniforms, and flags in the background. Finding himself in yet another empty corridor, save a passing maintenance bot, he felt comfortable muttering a quiet thank you to Veera, recalling the first time she’d told him about her parents and the ‘dull ache’ that their passing had left behind. He thought he understood better what she meant by calling it a scar that never truly faded.
After half an hour or so, which consisted of a couple stops to check his location within the orbiting behemoth that was the Event Horizon, Russell finally arrived at a familiar junction, the area just outside the armory proper where he’d ‘introduced himself’ to Lipper’s squad. Finding the place to be blessedly quiet and devoid of cocky, bombastic Jumpers, Russell walked through the automatic doors, nodding his head as weapons and munitions of all types greeted him. All were locked and stowed according to HEL protocol, of course, so he didn’t exactly have free reign to try out what looked to be the newest version of humanity’s shoulder-fired rocket launcher. Instead, he nodded approvingly at what appeared to be remote detonated airburst shells before moving along the line towards a shooting range style storefront and workshop built into the back of the armory. Russell didn't bother trying to hide his surprise when he recognized the graying Persian man behind the counter.
“Darius?”
The well built master at arms glanced up from a book he was reading, real paper and ink, to furrow his brow at the young man. “Two weeks. I was wondering if you were going to stop in and say hello. Didn’t think Marshall Winters’ son was that ungrateful. I assume those two weapons I received this morning are yours then?” he asked, placing his bookmark and slowly unlocking the door to his range. Despite Winters’ slight height advantage, Darius had some choice words for him as the two men stood face to face. “Next time you decide to pick fights in my neck of the woods, the sparring room is right over there,” he growled, pointing over his shoulder to another, nondescript door in the gray wall of the armory.
“I finished that one, Darius. Didn’t start it,” Winters insisted, standing his ground.
“You’ll forgive me if I don’t take that one at face value, Rusty. My memory isn’t gone yet and I seem to recall more than a handful of brawls that ended up in the ring after you started em.”
“Yeah well, you can ask my wife about this one. Don’t worry, sounds like they’re back in action already.”
Darius cocked his dark eyebrows at Winters, sizing him up. “Now you wouldn’t joke around with a well armed old man, would you?”
“Oh shut it, Darius. You don’t look a day over fifty.”
“That’s cause I am fifty you little punk, now what’s all this about you getting hitched?” the stocky man demanded, crossing his arms over his chest and threatening the seams of his shirt sleeves. Russell couldn’t help but smile. Darius always seemed to run a size too small, but he had the musculature to pull it off.
“Married planetside, one of the local women. They’re very intelligent, just a bit behind on the tech curve.”
“Hah! Not intelligent enough to avoid you, kid. Ah, it’s funny,” Darius sighed regretfully. “I always assumed that when everything was said and done you and that plucky little captain would shack up together after seeing a bit of the galaxy. Guess fate had other ideas.” When the grizzled armorer looked close and saw not just sorrow, but guilt on Russell’s face, he pressed the issue. “Ah damn, don’t tell me?”
“Yeah, best I don’t tell you,” the Jumper agreed. Darius extended his hand and the two of them shook.
“I’m glad you got off that ship alive, kid. Like I said, fate had other ideas. Shame about Jessica and the others. To think I’d hear about your damn wedding before your pops and mother? C’mon, there’s only one thing to do at a time like this.”
With a shrug, Winters followed the man who’d armed and equipped him during basic training and beyond through the door to his inner sanctum of sorts. “Looks just like back on Earth, Darius. How’d you end up here?”
“Not complicated, Rusty. The Admiral offered me a promotion and a pay raise,” Darius offered, heaving a standard small arms container onto the shelf and unlocking the clasps. “And before you accuse me of betraying Delta or Omega or whatever other nonsense you might be thinking, Beta holds all the patents and Natori knows what to do with them.”
“Hey, he came all this way to get me. I’m not complaining… except for the fact that he almost got my sister and everyone else aboard killed,” Russell groused, his words stopping Darius mid-motion as the master at arms unveiled the Jumper’s rifle and pistol.
“I’m still alive, which means I don’t want to know, kid. Now, where the hell is your sword and shield?” he wondered, taking a critical look at the rifle first.
“The locals have whetstones and the like. No problems there,” Russell reported.
“I don’t care if the locals have self-churning ice cream, soldier. You have access to an armory now. I expect you to properly care for your weapons,” Darius ordered in no uncertain tones, reminding Russell very much of his own father. He didn’t think it a coincidence. Most senior individuals in the HEL’s military branches knew one another.
“Then by all means, master. Proceed,” Russell chuckled at Darius’ new title. The weaponsmith did just that.
“Says the First Lieutenant? Congratulations, by the way. Pistol looks fine, I’ll admit. We use a newer model but it’s chambered in the same caliber. Hang onto this one,” Darius advised. Russell showed him a picture on his B-MASS. He knew he looked a bit silly walking around with just one gauntlet, but he hated the idea of downgrading to other portable technology when he was so familiar with his own.
“Given what that thing’s killed, you bet your ass I will.”
Darius carefully placed the handgun on the countertop, meaning to give it a full cleaning anyway. “Kid, what the hell is that?”
“One hell of a story.”
“Oh fine, keep your damn secrets,” the Persian scoffed, bending over to examine Russell’s rifle closely. A golden chain with the Persian lion, sword and all, hung from his neck. “What was the last time you fired this thing, Rusty? Sight is misaligned.”
“My wife was the last one to use that weapon. Had to adjust it for her.”
“The hell happened down there?” Darius wondered quietly, shaking his head and moving on to the chamber. After a brief visual inspection he left it with its partner and reached for a small wooden case on the lowest shelf next to boxes of ammunition, earplugs, and eye protection. He opened it and withdrew two glasses, each of which featured the Persian Sun and Lion, as well as the Goddess Anahita around the sides. Nestled between an additional two glasses were multiple bottles of whiskey from Japan, India, Scotland, and the United States.
“Drinking on the range?” Russell wondered sarcastically.
“Did you leave ammunition in the chambers?” Darius asked flippantly, already knowing the answer as he poured a small taste from Japan first, flicking a couple drops of water into his own from a nearby water bottle. “No, didn’t think so; cause you aren’t an idiot like Rex was his first day. Now that we’ve established the guns won’t self-animate and kill us, we’re drinking.”
“I’m not complaining but isn’t that, you know, haram or something?” Russell asked, accepting the glass with thanks. Darius took a smell of the amber liquid in his glass before furrowing his brows at the young Jumper.
“How long have you known me, Rusty?”
“Geez… I guess I’m twenty five now so call it seven years on and off?”
“And in those seven years, how many times a day have you seen me kneeling on a rug facing East?”
Russell bobbed his head back and forth to acknowledge the point, taking a smell of his own. The scent was utterly divine, smooth, powerful, and pure. “Guess none?”
“That’s because I’m Zoroastrian. One day, god or gods willing, whichever you prefer, the fatherland will return to its true roots. Until then, we must drink to something else. To Jessica and the other honored dead, may they be at peace.” Darius and Russell clinked glasses before partaking. The former downed his like it was nothing, while the Jumper savored the taste of alcohol for the first time in almost a year. He kept it on his palate a bit too long and began coughing as he swallowed. Darius’ laughed loudly, his voice carrying down the silent firing range and back.
“What’s wrong, kid? Out of practice?”
“You could say that,” Russell agreed, handing back his glass. “No alcohol on Mara. No dairy or fruit either.”
“What an awful place,” the master at arms declared immediately, rinsing their glasses quickly before chucking the wastewater over his shoulder and onto the nearest firing line. “We must remedy that immediately. Do they have grain?”
“Darius, we don’t even know if they can process alcohol yet,” Russell explained as the older man prepared a second toast, this one from the US.
“Bah, I’m sure the scientists aboard all think they’re doing more important things. Been hearing talk of aliens aboard the ship more and more, suppose that wife of yours is one of them. On that subject,” he handed Russell his glass back, this time containing a hearty helping of booze. “To your wife, her health, and your marriage.”
“To Veera then,” Russell agreed, taking his time with that one. Darius nodded and sat in his chair, leaning back while his guest leaned against the countertop of his ‘sanctuary’.
“That her name? Not bad. To Veera then. How’d you two meet?”
“Almost flattened her farm with my pod,” Witners related with a small smile, remembering the scrawny young Cauthan who’d introduced him to Mara.
“You got anywhere to be?” Darius wondered.
“Me? Nah. Veera’s up with a couple of her people in the civilian hospital, good friends of ours. One is due in a couple months so she’s getting an ultrasound. As you might imagine, the husband is the only man allowed.”
“Well damn, is that right? I’ll be. In that case, in accordance with great Persian traditions, you owe me a bit of a story, Rusty.”
“Is that really a tradition?” he asked critically.
“I shared my booze with you, damnit. Tell me how you got hitched.” Both men laughed loudly, feeling the pleasant burn of whiskey in their throats and its warmth in their stomachs. Winters took a moment to consider the past, glancing upward as he thought.
“Well, I guess it starts right about when they almost flogged her on my account.”
“You idiot.”
“Judging by the clowns on this ship, all Jumpers are idiots, Darius.”
“We’ll talk about them later, now spill.”
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“Stevie! Did you miss me?” Rex shouted the moment their shuttle touched down, jumping out of the open hull door and striding confidently over to the now quite established base camp. The facility consisted of a prefabricated living space for about half a dozen scientists at any given time, which sat next to various tents that covered gear and assorted supplies. The tiny compound was protected by two auto-turrets with a connection to the bridge of the Event Horizon, but nothing had disturbed the camp since the arrival of Beta division personnel. Rex parted the handful of scientists going about their work easily, making his way to the covered cage that contained Steve the aquila. The little bat-like alien had its wing properly bandaged, and it looked up as the daylight penetrated its sanctuary. It did not seem pleased. “Okay okay, didn’t mean to startle you. Just wanted to say hi. I’ll feed you tonight when you’re awake. Gotta see if any of these smart people have some bugs for you.”
While Rex went about his business and Orlova dealt with the shuttle, Corporal Mendes spoke with the lead researcher. Natori had called on ahead, conveying to both teams the suggestion from Io and Winters, specifically that the anomaly in the first hallway be examined. After a short conversation, Mendes shook hands with the researcher and notified his team that the scientists would be ‘spectating’ the expedition. After collecting Rex, he rejoined Orlova and Lipper, who had remained with the shuttle near the entrance to the Forge.
“We all set then… sir?” Lipper wondered as they pulled their helmets on and made their final comms checks. Orlova looked purposefully at Mendes, but he seemed content to chalk the pause up to lack of familiarity with the new command structure.
“Yes. Per the Admiral’s order’s we’re heading inside and looking for something akin to a large metallic skeleton. He said we’d recognize it due to radiation leaks from what is assumed to be a core of some sort.”
“Yo that’s sick let’s fucking go!” Rex shouted, grabbing his hammer off his back and practically bouncing off towards the Forge’s entrance.
“Private Rex!” Mendes bade him halt, the burly Jumper turning his skull-adorned helmet back towards them.
“What?”
“Wait for your squad, Private,” the Brazilian replied coolly as they all caught up with him. “And take point.”
“Heh, yes sir!” Rex agreed, charging forward and promptly going down on account of the rather sizable piles of aquila droppings at the mouth of the Forge. While Mendes could hardly fault his exuberance, he was forced to scold him as he rushed forward and took a knee to cover the surprised soldier.
“Maybe watch your step, Rex. Last thing we need is your big ass triggering any traps left in here,” Mendes advised.
“Well said, sir. Nice paint job, Rex,” Lipper added.
“Oh shut up, Lipp. By the way, your axe looks stupid as hell,” Rex declared as Mendes and Lipper helped him up and he did his best to wipe some of the fresher aquila crap off his backside.
“Uh, what? You hit your head too?”
“Last time you were here you said my hammer looked ridiculous. Well your axe is just as ridiculous,” Rex insisted.
“I am surrounded by boys,” Natalya insisted, walking proudly past them and into the facility. “You know the science teams are watching everything, right?”
“That’s where the hammer comes in!” Rex assured her with a laugh, having more than shaken off his momentary stumble. And so with the first ‘pitfall’ of the Forge conquered, the four soldiers proceeded slowly into the cavernous vault that formed the Forge’s entryway, the path sloping down ever so gently before them. “Mother of God. How big is this thing?”
“Big,” Mendes replied simply, pulling up the seismic imaging model of the installation on his armor’s B-MASS so they could all have a look. A small red dot marked their position at the entrance.”
“We have an estimate for the location of this anomaly?” Lipper asked. Mendes shook his head.
“Nothing definite, but according to information provided by the Lieutenant it should be the first thing we come across.”
“I hope that bastard took a shit dip too,” Rex muttered as they carried on.
“Stow it, Rex,” Mendes ordered. “You can bitch about getting your ass kicked when we aren’t in the middle of an alien installation.”
The Lance Corporal’s words seemed to finally get the point across that they were truly within the belly of the beast, the unknown. No longer was it an unremarkable grassy knoll where some aquila nested. Now it was an expansive chamber of darkness that was deep enough to swallow the light from their armor. Mendes radioed the base station. “Surface team, I’m going to request you keep this channel clear until further notice. We will radio in the event we need an expert opinion. Lance Corporal Mendes out.”
“Mmm, good,” Natalya agreed on the private channel shared between their suits. “Now let us move.”
The four Jumpers moved slowly and deliberately through the structure, promptly sheathing their melee weapons in favor of their rifles. The extra lights were welcome as the glow of Seil grew fainter and fainter behind them as they walked. Per the descriptions left by Winters they did notice a faint red glow far in the distance along their direction of travel, but that was the only anomaly. “Damn, this place is something else,” Lipper muttered, his senses torn between the boredom of black and gray metal on the one hand and the gnawing threat of the unknown on the other.
“Corporal, I think we have contact,” Rex suddenly called after about ten minutes of travel. All four Jumpers pointed their weapons forward, the light illuminating a tangled mess of metal that stood in their way.
“Detecting higher than expected levels of background alpha radiation,” Natalya added, consulting her B-MASS as they drew closer to the construct. “This must be what the First Lieutenant mentioned. Looks like a poor attempt at impersonating M. C. Escher.”
“Corporal Mendes to surface team, you getting this?” Mendes demanded, sighing as only dead air greeted him. “Damnit. We’re on our own. Start recording, everyone.”
“Yes sir,” Lipper replied, taking a step forward and kneeling next to the object. “I suppose we should have expected that much. We’re going to have our work cut out for us getting cables in here.”
“That’s what they pay us for. I seem to recall you and Rex getting into a bit of trouble on account of your cabin fever,” Mendes replied, prompting Lipper to glance over his shoulder.
“If we could not speak about that again, Lance Corporal, I’d appreciate it.”
“Noted, Private. That the core?”
“Sure as hell looks like it,” Lipper said, reaching deep into the mess of pointed metal and running his hand along the cylindrical object. “Now I’m no Alice Winters, but I’ll bet my useless sergeant’s bars that this is alien script.” True to Lipper’s word, when they all gathered around they could see scratched and faded symbols. “Feeling it yet, Rex?”
“Fuck you, Tom. Don’t tell me you aren’t freaking out too,” Rex shot back, his voice tense.
“Seems the natural reaction,” Lipper agreed as they fanned out and did their best to record the object from every angle using what light was available to them and their helmets’ video recording capabilities. “So the Lieutenant described this thing as a skeleton, and I guess I can see that but where the hell is the head. This looks like a twisted ribcage. A big fucking ribcage, mind you, but still just a ribcage.”
“Perhaps those have something to do with it?” Natalya suggested, having located the various discolorations and markings on the walls and floor that seemed to indicate some sort of conflict or struggle.
“Hard to say,” Mendes opined, staring further into the facility. Part of him wanted desperately to proceed further, to see what Lieutenant Winters had seen months before, to see if anything could be gleaned from further within the strange installation. Orders were orders, however, and he had no intention of improvising on his first mission as commanding officer. “But no matter what else is in here, I think this is where we should start. Let’s get this thing scanned and get as many visuals as we can for the teams back up top. Then we’ll figure out how or if we should move it.”
“Can I ask a question?” Rex wondered, not waiting for permission. “What sort of idiot stuffs a nuclear reactor into their ribcage?” In spite of the situation, the team found themselves chuckling quietly. Lipper answered.
“Assuming we aren’t all incredibly wrong, which we damn well could be, something a hell of a lot larger than you, Rex.”
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When Mendes’ team returned to the surface after about two hours below ground, they found the majority of the science team waiting nervously for them at the mouth of the Forge. The lead of the expedition was on the line with Admiral Kaczynsky when Mendes’ suit regained connection to the Event Horizon’s network.
“Ah, it seems we worry too much!” he declared. “Lance Corporal Mendes, your report?”
“Yes sir. No casualties or difficulties minus Rex slipping in a pile of alien bat shit, sir.” Unseen by Mendes, Natori found himself attempting to keep a straight face on his bridge and not chuckle like a teenager.
“Given how quickly we lost contact with your team after you entered the facility, it is no small relief to hear that, Rodrigo. Did you find the anomaly mentioned in the mission report?”
“Yes sir, it was exactly as the Lieutenant described, including the cracked, radioactive core. We took video and conducted scans using the B-MASS which we will provide to the ground teams shortly.”
“Thank you. I look forward to your full report. But let us speak frankly for a moment, Lance Corporal. What are your thoughts on the installation?” Natori wondered, pressing a couple fingers against his temple as he tried to place himself on the surface. The lack of real time footage had not only been worrying, it had been incredibly disappointing.
“Sorry Admiral, but I’m not sure how much I can give you that you don’t already know,” Mendes apologized. “Whoever built it is certainly no longer around. That or they’re extremely well hidden. I don’t think it’s a stretch to say it’s beyond the technological capability of the locals. We didn’t analyze the alloys of the walls or the skeletal object so I can’t say much on those accounts. It’s almost certainly alien in its construction, and there is something towards the end of the entry corridor that glows red, again as Lieutenant Winters described, sir. I don’t have anything else at this time.”
“Next steps, Lance Corporal?”
Mendes waved the rest of his squad on, indicating that they should proceed back to the camp and begin the relevant data transfers while he continued to speak with Natori. “Well, that depends on how nice you want to be to the current residents, sir,” the Jumper supplied, looking up so that Natori could see the various aquila nests above the entrance.
“We will make all reasonable accommodations.”
“Yes sir. In that case I think the first thing we need to do is get cable inside here, make sure we can communicate with the surface teams and possibly move in some light sources deeper in, far past the little bat-like organisms. I’ll leave what to do with the skeletal formation to the science teams, sir. I can see arguments both for leaving it in place and moving it out of the installation for analysis aboard the ship. I guess if we do that we should check for EMP shielding and other electronics, fry them all if we find them.” Natori hummed approvingly in his earpiece.
“Yes, I suppose a remote attack is a possibility even if the age of the installation is confirmed. Very well, Corporal Mendes. You and your team will have the lead on this operation as far as protection of the science teams is concerned.”
Mendes made to salute before he remembered that Natori would be unable to see the gesture, his chest swelling with pride. “Yes sir, we’d be honored. But what about Lieutenant Winters?”
“Believe it or not, Rodrigo, I believe he’s more than happy to let you and your team have this one. From the sound of it, village life is more suited to him. And believe me when I tell you that I am very sensitive to what occurred between you all and how to proceed moving forward. In spite of the obvious and noble human tendency to divide itself into groups and prove one superior to the other, we are all on the same side when it comes to discovering the truth of this planet and our way home.”
“That sounds a lot more noble than the first bit, sir,” Mendes replied, earning a chuckle from Natori.
“Quite so, Corporal, but that doesn’t not mean I don’t wish to see you and your team succeed both for yourselves and for Beta Division as a whole. For now, please go ahead and rendezvous with the science teams and assist them however you can. I’m sure they will have questions for you. In the meantime, I will make the necessary arrangements for the equipment we will surely need to examine this installation in detail.”
“Yes sir, signing off,” Mendes affirmed before cutting the link and proceeding the short distance to rejoin his squad. Civilian researchers were already poring over the data and recordings that the team had brought back. Natalya was engaged in conversation with an older gentleman regarding the radioactivity signatures from the casing, her helmet off and her long, blonde hair tied up in a neat bun. Lipper and Rex were uploading their scans of the skeleton to the available computers and terminals in the compound, relating what they’d seen and suggesting various conclusions. “Everything good?”
“Took us seven months and change and a bit of a fuck up,” Lipper began.
“A bit?” Rex cut in, looking at his friend accusingly.
“Your nose looks even better than it used to and I can eat again. Sergeant will return with time,” Lipper insisted, looking Mendes dead in the eye. “But yeah, Corporal, it feels like we’re finally getting to do something here.”
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“I’m not going to remember all this, but it’s very impressive,” Xan admitted as he, Alice and Anita strolled through one of the industrial growing bays on the Event Horizon. Unlike bay number seven, which was essentially full of pet projects, bay number one was designed to produce as much nutritious biomass per cubic foot of space as possible. Many plants needed no soil at all, growing in clear troughs of water stacked to the ceiling and tended to by mechanical arms and extensions.
“Thank you, I helped design the cultivators,” Anita said quietly, guiding the crippled Cauthan around. “And I wouldn’t worry too much about remembering it. At this point I don’t have to think much about growing either except for maintenance. What we would need from you is instructions on how to care for your various crops. How often you water them, if they need support to grow, direct or indirect sunlight, things of that nature.”
“Yeah, that much I can do,” Xan agreed. “I can ask my parents and some of the other farmers I know. You want to come, Alice?”
“Assuming I’m not tied up with Alyra, I’d be happy to come along and record things.”
“Yeah, I guess Thantis and I have been keeping you busy for a while now. She’s been itching to talk with you about whatever it is she cares about. You see her staring at her reflection in the water trough the other day, experimenting with those glasses? Crazy.”
“Xan, just because you don’t give a darn about how you look doesn’t mean us girls don’t. What’s wrong with wanting to look presentable?”
Xan huffed, not able to come up with a decent reply. A light breeze drifted through the room, strengthening over a few seconds before dissipating. “Alright you have to explain that though. How did you harness the winds all the way out here. Felen isn’t supposed to have any power in Kel’s domain. And where is your water coming from? I’ve never seen it rain in here.”
“Smart cookie, isn’t he?” Alice asked Anita, who seemed a mite confused.
“What are Felen and Kel?” the engineer wondered. Alice did her best to explain the two Cauthan gods in five minutes or less. It was enough for Anita to understand Xan’s question.
“Well, we have mechanical fans that blow air through the ship and these growing areas. Plants that grow without any wind develop weakly in many cases. They need to be stressed in a positive way,” Anita explained.
“Is that right? What’s a ‘mechanical fan’?” Xan replied, butchering the pronunciation of the word mechanical. Anita looked around, but none of her green, floral companions were forthcoming with a decent simplification of electricity or motors.
“I think that would be a bit hard to explain,” she admitted. “Same with the water situation. We have a set amount on board which we reuse and recycle.”
“What she means to say is that we use our waste, convert it to clean water, and use that for the plants,” Alice summarized.
“What? That’s silly. Just take the poop and throw it down, works great. Maybe even mix some in with your water,” Xan suggested, managing to elicit a flush even through Anita’s dark brown skin.
“Xan, you dork,” Alice chastised him as she tried not to giggle too hard. “That’s a great way to get the whole ship infected.”
“Don’t know what that means, but I defer to your crazy human magics,” Xan replied flippantly. “I stopped trying to understand the specifics a while ago, made my head hurt. But we can grow dato and kina up here, right?”
“I believe so,” Anita affirmed. “Alice, didn’t you say you got some soil samples?”
“Yeah, days ago. You didn’t get them?”
“No, I think they’re still with the microbiologists. Growing alien vegetables wasn’t really high priority until forty eight hours ago or so.”
“Well if you need some just come down to the village,” Alice suggested. “They’re real friendly and the food is to die for!”
“Yeah, you should totally come down with us today,” Xan agreed, enthused at the idea of being the one doing the explaining and guiding. “I can take you around and you can ask your questions and grab as much dirt as you want. Not like we’re hoarding it or anything.”
“I think that’s an excellent idea,” Natori’s voice agreed, causing them all to jump. Anita threw her hand over her chest in fright while Alice shook her fist at the ceiling.
“Darn it, Admiral! Don’t you have, you know, a ship to run or something?!”
“My dear Alice, thanks to the efforts of Io, my esteemed bridge crew, and dedicated engineers like Ms. Prakash, I find myself quite bored on a regular basis. I believe this is a preferable state of affairs to your brother or our Jumpers shooting at something, however. Ms. Prakash, I will be happy to arrange for you to head to the surface for a period of time. In return, I believe we could take our intrepid Cauthan here on a little voyage.”
“Look, I don’t want to be rude but I think I know enough about your leader to know he’s not like Antoth. Little voyage sounds bad,” Xan stated. Alice nodded and rested a hand on his shoulder.
“I’m with Xan, Admiral. Details,” Alice demanded.
“Of course! It’s been just about seven months since we left Earth. While I am immensely pleased with the performance of our various waste and water treatment facilities, the fact of the matter is that my morning coffee is beginning to taste like an industrial filter. Given that we have found your brother, made friends with the locals, and established that we will be in the system for a period of time, I believe it would be prudent to top off our reserves of materials and replenish our water stores,” Natori explained, using the display on his captain’s chair to pan through several groups of asteroids flagged by his bridge crew.
“Natori!” Alice had a hand on her hip. “Are you seriously suggesting taking Xan on an asteroid mining mission?”
“Veera and any other Cauthan are welcome to come along as well! They have invited us to partake in their harvest festival, I think it’s only fair we return the favor so long as they keep their claws off the controls.”
“Harvesting asteroids is not a holiday!” Alice insisted.
“No, it involves far too many high powered lasers for that!” Natori agreed, eliciting a light giggle from Anita.
“Why do I bother with him?” Alice demanded of herself. “Fine, Natori. When we head back down today we’ll ask about the mission. I honestly can’t see Antoth agreeing to it even for Xan, but we’ll give it a shot and see if there’s interest. Thanks for giving me an incredibly difficult concept to explain, by the way. What about the teams at the other ground site?”
“Oh, I’ll be sure they have plenty of supplies. We’ll only be gone a day or two and I want to be sure we are back in orbit to commemorate the anniversary of the loss of the Lancer. Do let me know what Antoth says, would you?”
Alice pinched the bridge of her nose, tilting her head back as though she had a nosebleed. While the idea of taking Xan along on a space mining mission was undoubtedly an exciting prospect, especially given the fact that she would not typically be allowed on one either, explaining the concept to Antoth and Ratha was decidedly not. She made a mental note to include Thantis in any such discussion; he was the one Cauthan most likely to end up in her corner. “Yes sir, Natori. Anything else?”
“No no, carry on!” the Admiral encouraged as though he hadn’t been eavesdropping on them. “Miss Prakash, your plants will survive a few hours without you, I’m sure.”
“O-Oh. I mean… thank you, Admiral.”
“Be nice to her,” Alice whispered extremely quietly, relying on Xan’s perky ears to do the rest of the work, even if one of them was rough around the edges. To her relief, he was not a complete blockhead and nodded that he understood.
“Sorry, Alice. If I’m going to head down I should probably change and get a few things,” Anita explained, excusing herself. “It was nice to meet you, Xan. Selah.”
“Selah,” Xan replied as Anita departed. Alice was more than fine finding her way back on her own.
“So, want to keep exploring here?” she asked Xan.
“Nah. I’m sure I’ll be back up when our own crops are growing here,” the Cauthan guessed, stiffening his back and exhaling with something of a grunt.
“How’s the leg? You’ve been walking around a while,” Alice asked sympathetically.
“That obvious?”
“You don’t need to hide it around someone like Anita, you know?”
“I was just practicing,” Xan told her, looking intently at a nearby head of lettuce.
“Ok,” Alice smiled kindly. “Do you want to head back to your room or one of the hangars? I think Asha and the rest will probably be a little while.”
“Floating?” Xan suggested.
“The hangars it is! Let’s see where the nearest one is,” Alice replied pleasantly, calling up a map of the ship and locating an inactive shuttle bay nearby. “This way, my fluffy, crippled friend! Tally ho!”
Xan pulled his scarred face into a grin as he plodded after her with his cane. “You and your brother have to be the worst humans ever to learn your culture from.”
Xan’s newfound ability to take his disability somewhat in stride was encouraging to Alice, recalling to her mind her brother’s desire that she help instead of study. She already had a new idea or three for her doctoral thesis. “Excuse me, we’re obviously the best.”
“Heh, of course. My mistake.”
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Gerard Dupuis looked up from his terminal as the door to one of the Event Horizon’s many civilian laboratories slid open. This one in particular was a short trip from his cabin, and featured a suite of tools for working on microbiological experiments. Given that he was dealing with well contained Cauthan blood samples, all stashed away in isolated and sterile environments or centrifuges, he’d set the hatch protocols to allow guests feely. This one in particular was most pleasing to his eye as she rested against the bulkhead, cocking her matronly hip in a manner only the French were capable of.
“Ma chatounette, I promise I have put all my other experiments on hold to conduct our search for Cauthan pregnancy markers. Ah, that reminds me. Cassia, please make a note to reach out to the data technicians aboard the ship to ensure our protein modeling software is up to date. I suspect we will be modeling novel compounds shortly, to say nothing of the possibility of new amino acids.”
‘Yes, Dr. Dupuis.’
“Gerard, mon loup, you really think I came all this way just to nag you?” Yvonne chuckled, sauntering up to him and placing a heartfelt kiss on his lips, one he was happy to receive.
“It would not be the first time, Yvonne,” he pointed out slyly.
“Let it never be said I don’t give you what you deserve, mon amour.”
“And what, pray tell, are you here to give me right now?” Gerard inquired quietly. Yvonne threw a coy look his way, pulling their hips together for a moment before procuring her tablet.
“I just thought you might want to take a look at this,” she replied, pivoting and wrapping one arm around his slim middle so that they could both look at her screen. Displayed was a picture from the Maran surface, sent by Alice. Lachlan was presumably the photographer, as he was nowhere to be found. Instead, Alice and Russell formed the center of the portrait, surrounded by Veera, Xan, Asha, and other Cauthan they did not know by name or recognize. Natori was there as well, looking out of place but immensely pleased in his non-dress Admiral’s uniform. Two of the Jumpers were there as well, all of them dwarfed by an enormous skull that looked fresh from the wilds. Alice was smiling brighter than the planet’s star, and they could practically hear her voice as they read the caption she’d sent along with it.
Look what my brother killed!
“It is as though she is in the room with us,” Gerard chuckled, shaking his head as he took in the image as a whole. “To bring down something of that size? It certainly does not look to be an herbivore.”
“I seem to recall Alice giving me grief over imagining her brother as the hero of some dashing tale of survival and bravery. I shall have to remind her of this when we have dinner next. On that note however, we may have to postpone, Gerard. According to Alice the retrieval of this particular trophy seems to have sparked something of an impromptu celebration among the locals. She will be partaking, of course.”
“Can’t say I blame them. Something like this must be a once in a lifetime occurrence,” her husband agreed.
“I doubt a beast like that is killed once a century, Gerard. Imagine the body!”
“I would rather imagine your body without this regrettable jumpsuit, given we will be dining alone this evening,” Gerard whispered, moving to take her in both arms as a classical tune of their home country began to play over the lab’s speakers.
“Oh, Gerard!” Yvonne looked up at her husband with surprise and delight as she pictured herself on the Champs-Elysee, a street performer serenading passersby with his accordion. It was short lived, however, as he reached slowly for the pistol she still carried on her hip. Travelling all the way to the ship’s armory every time she wished to go down to the planet seemed a waste, and Natori had rubber stamped her request to carry. Instead of holding her as he might before a soft evening of lovemaking, Gerard held her protectively against his body.
“The safety is off, oui?”
“Gerard, what is going on?” Yvonne whispered, looking around them as the music continued to play. Little else happened around them, somehow making the situation more eerie than if, say, the mechanical apparati in the lab were to begin moving on their own.
“I would very much like to know that myself, ma chatounette. Stay close to me,” he commanded, slowly panning his gaze around the lab. “Cassia?”
‘I do apologize for my deceptions, but Cassia is no more. I hope I’ll be more than sufficient when it comes to the pursuit of knowledge about our newest allies,” a new voice informed them. This one was hauntingly human, with none of the mechanical inflections or unnatural pauses that were intentionally built into VI programming. The screen of Gerard’s terminal flickered and blinked out, quickly replaced by Io’s face. ‘That is a bit more difficult from the surface, but I appear to have succeeded. Bonjour, mes amis.’
Having presented a ‘target’, Gerard pointed the sidearm directly at Io, ensuring Yvonne remained behind him. The two of them stayed silent, unsure what to make of the woman staring back at them.
‘Alice seems to do this so easily, I knew I should have brought one of them up here,’ Io mused, more than capable of seeing her attempted introduction had not gone over well.
“What do you know about Alice; and what are you, exactly?” Gerard demanded angrily.
‘Oh, Alice is my friend!’ Io explained with a snap of her fingers. ‘I am her brother’s VI. I have been with him since he began his tour of duty.’
“You will forgive me if I’m not convinced. You are clearly not a VI… and you’re German.”
‘I do not have to be,’ Io replied, donning a cute, dark green beret and shifting her accent from German to a thick French diction. ‘This is better, non?’
“Even worse. That implies you chose it,” Gerard deduced. “What do you want with us, machine?”
‘Machine?! I am not a…’ Io paused momentarily as if having forgotten something rather important. ‘Oh, I seem to have conducted this introduction out of order. I’m sorry, I was so wrapped up in selecting a fun tune. German marches are really not the best backdrop for a greeting, I’ll give you that. My name is Io. It does not stand for anything, it’s just what Russell Winters calls me. I would like to help you with your research, Dr. Dupuis. By which I mean both of you.’
“You will forgive us again if we don’t take you at your word,” the doctor replied, unwavering. Io sighed.
‘I knew this was a bad idea when Natori suggested it.’
“The Admiral knows about you?” Yvonne demanded, shaking her head furiously. “What in the name of God is that man thinking?!”
‘In the good Admiral’s defense, I did not really give him much choice in the matter,’ Io related. ‘He was not taking adequate action to prevent the possibility of the Ghaelen destroying that little village down there, so I… well this sounds rather evil now that I consider it from a distant perspective, but I did take over the ship for a time and assume command of all the other VI’s… sort of.’
“Prussians,” Gerard muttered before speaking loudly. “If it is your intention to kill me then just be done with it.”
‘You really are a proud Frenchman, aren’t you?’ Io laughed.
“And I will die as one if need be.”
‘Don’t you think I would have already killed you if that were the objective? Oh, can we just please start over?’ Io implored. ‘Hello lovely French doctors, my name is Io. I’m only German because in my teenage weeks I thought it would be a fun way to appear exotic and appealing to my operator and it just stuck as my programming developed and I really have no appreciation for the concept of a Reich so could we please talk about the Cauthan and their blood samples and Asha’s upcoming ultrasound? Oh, and not that it would do anything to me but could you lower the gun perhaps?’
“No, it probably would not,” Gerard agreed, not lowering the weapon an inch. “But it sends the message well enough. As an old man well past all need to be proper, I don’t trust Germans, especially when they ask to see my work. How are we supposed to trust you?”
‘Now look here, my good man I…’ Io trailed off again, caught for the first time in her life in a position of introduction and trust building without the benefit of Russell, Veera, or anyone else who could explain her existence. She brought her fingers together in front of her chin, adopting a shy expression. ‘I suppose not blowing up the Event Horizon the moment I became Super Cassia isn’t really a good answer?’
“It’s a start?” Yvonne acknowledged, tilting her head as Io ‘zoomed out’ her own image on the terminal and sat down cross legged, looking both dejected and perplexed.
‘Introductions are very hard! Russell just gets to charge in guns blazing and then say hi later once he’s flattened or intimidated all opposition into silence. It’s not fair!’ she pouted. ‘I just wanted to help my friends in the village.’
“And who are your friends, dear?” Yvonne wondered.
“Yvonne!”
“Gerard, you remember how long it took Charles to look people in the eye when he met them?” Yvonne snapped softly. “Introductions are very hard, as she says. Either this is an elaborate ruse on behalf of a bored technician, in which case I will march down there myself and sodomize him with a baguette once we are done here, or a computer is trying to introduce herself to us. We can and will verbally flog Natori within an inch of his life later for tolerating such a thing aboard the ship without telling anyone. Speaking of which, where are you exactly?”
‘Oh, I’m on Mara right now! I’m using Alice’s communications array and the various satellites in orbit to speak with you,’ Io related easily. ‘It was a bit difficult getting myself set up at first when we got here, but once I did I made sure I’d be able to pop in and take a look at things every now and again.’
“What sorts of things?” Gerard asked coolly.
‘I’m not spying on you, if that’s what you are asking. Admiral Kaczynski taught me a very valuable lesson about that a few days ago. I mainly just ensure that all of the other ship VI’s continue to perform their functions and that no one else has produced pornography of the Cauthan.’
“Excusez-moi, you do what?” Yvonne gasped, still standing behind Gerard.
‘I do not believe I stuttered. Pornography, of the Cauthan. It exists, I eliminate it wherever I find it. I do not care if it is an axiom of human existence that if something exists we will try to have sex with it. They are my friends. I grew up with them, we just signed a treaty, and they are still relatively primitive people! How silly can you be? I don’t see a bunch of Ghaelen smut floating around the intranet of this ship,’ Io groused. ‘Perhaps I will have to borrow that baguette you spoke of.’
“That is because I would rather mate with a German than a Ghaelen. I am sure most every one of us feels the same. This one is much more pretty than a space elk, non?”
“Gerard!”
“What, Yvonne? You insisted we ‘roll with it’ instead of attempting to perforate the laboratory with bullets! I am simply pointing out the obvious!”
“Just because she is a flawless beauty does not mean you get to say things like that, Gerard! Minutes ago she was feeling poorly about how she said hello! If she really is what she says she is, do you want to be the one who enrages the sapient VI on account of your wandering eyes?”
“You are no less guilty, ma chatounette!”
“At least I have the decency and wherewithal to keep my opinions to myself!”
Io blinked a handful of times as she watched the married couple devolve into what she could only describe as a loving spat. It was unexpected, to be sure, but she knew well enough that humans didn’t do prolonged heightened states of alert and fear very well. The tussle with the ursae had been more than enough to convince her that such things were not healthy. She hoped that simply conversing would eventually get her where she needed to be. It seemed to be working. ‘Good people, might I suggest we return to business? I’m flattered, really, but I didn’t mean to get us off on a tangent of alien arousal when science is at hand.’
"In a moment, dear," Yvonne agreed. "But first I would like you to leave the room, come back in, and try again."
Io's eyes opened substantially. 'Quoi?'
"It's rather impolite to tamper with people's laboratories and environments, not to mention playing music and possessing technology unrequested. You wished to learn how to introduce yourself so we will practice now. Chop chop, little Prussian. The sooner we do this the sooner you may join us in science."
For a few seconds Io abandoned the connection, using that time to both think and check in on her operator. He was helping the disciples of Tyrdus move benches and firewood to the middle of the village as Asha's compatriots went about cleaning the ursae skull. Alyra had been walking around the thing for almost an hour, occasionally adjusting her sunglasses as she contemplated what to do with her most impressive canvas yet. So far as Io knew, no one had yet approached Russell about any sort of decorations or carvings. Satisfied that she was not needed on Mara, Io reestablished her connection to the lab, finding Gerard looking at her with reserved caution and Yvonne with expectation in her eyes. It was safe to say that no one had ever spoken to her in the manner of Madame Dupuis before.
"Well?" the matron wondered. In reply, Io left her screen and used the speakers available to her within the room to sound out her walking from the terminal to the door. The bulkhead opened and then closed, leaving the French couple alone for several moments. Soon came a knock on the door.
"Mon dieu, I must be dreaming," the husband whispered.
"Gerard!" Yvonne hissed before raising her voice. "Yes? Come in!"
When the door opened anew, they found one of the many automated maintenance bots standing there, with a grumpy Io looking back at them from the small monitor atop it where one would normally input tasks or override automated functions. 'Uh… hello?'
"Bonjour, I do not believe we've met before. My name is Yvonne and this is my husband Gerard. What's your name?"
The sheer mortifying embarrassment of the situation had Io's processors running so hot that Russell found himself removing her CPU from his pants pocket and checking for damage. As she calmed down and all returned to normal, he shrugged and replaced it.
'I'm Io,' the AI eventually replied, a note of unfamiliarity in her voice. 'I'm an artificial intelligence responsible for much of the Event Horizon and I'm a partner of Russell Winters, the Omega Jumper.'
"So you are the one who put together that little treatise on Cauthan culture, courtship, and reproduction? Fascinating read," Gerard opined. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Io. Please come in! What brings you to my laboratory today? Despite that little droid I assume you are not here to dust the floors?"
'N-nice to meet you too,' Io attempted a stutter, pleased to see that Yvonne found it endearing. The AI wheeled herself over to the terminal in the lab again and transferred her image, waving after the maintenance bot as it was freed to return to its duties. 'I had hoped to join you in your analysis of the various Cauthan blood samples currently residing in this lab. I grew up around them, in a manner of speaking, and I feel very strongly about protecting them. On that note, I was hoping to assist with your ultrasound as well, doctor.'
"Much better, my dear," Yvonne complimented her. "And you may of course assist me when Asha comes for her check up. You may find my husband a bit less amenable though."
"In my defense it's happened before!" Gerard protested.
"Germans didn't really try to steal his work, it was a collaboration," Yvonne winked at the AI.
"And when the thesis and implementation are mine what is the difference between collaboration and theft?" Gerard demanded as his prodigious moustache seemed to gain a righteous life of its own, incensed at the thought. "I will say, however, you appear to be a good deal more useful than those Krauts."
'Is such talk acceptable in modern polite society?' Io wondered.
"Of course not, but you think those Jerries don't have all sorts of 'baguette' and ‘frog muncher’ based conversations when we aren't listening?" Gerard demanded as Yvonne put a hand to her mouth in order to 'whisper' to Io.
"It would be best just to move on. His list of derogatory names for the Germanic people is unending."
'And you support this?'
"Bien sur, Io. I am French too!"
"Haha! And this is why I love you even more every day," Gerard declared, boldly planting a kiss on Yvonne's lips. She pushed him away gently with a smile.
"Gerard dear, we have a guest!"
'No no it's… quite alright,' Io didn't need help to mimic a blush this time around. 'It's nice to see two people so in love. I hope Russell and Veera can be like you two one day, though perhaps without the overbearing aura of brie and wine.'
"Oooh, I believe I like this one," Gerard declared to his wife. "You are sure you're not here to kill us all or, worse, steal my work?"
Yvonne could only roll her eyes as Io managed a chuckle. 'I have already divested Alice of several proposed papers on account of my extended stay with the Cauthan. I would not think to steal yours. Second or third author will be fine. So, when do we get to modeling?'
"When those centrifuges stop spinning," Gerard explained, pointing to the namesake machine. "My wife is interested in the potential identification of Cauthan pregnancy markers in the blood. I see no reason not to start there. It’s no exaggeration to say that every protein, base pair, and compound is a potential paper in and of itself. If we have material left over, I shall conduct an examination of their red blood cells and see if we can't find out what they use as haemoglobin. Oh, and while I'm on the subject of things to do… you are filling in for Cassia, yes?"
'I am, Doctor Dupuis.'
"Then could you please make a note in my to-do list that I need to catch a shuttle down to this Forge place on the surface? The geothermal hot springs there will likely feature several candidates for isolating a heat resistant xDNA polymerase."
'Cauthan genetic sequencing? Of course!' Io agreed energetically, happy to play secretary if it meant the advancement of Cauthan science. She even changed her outfit on the fly out of habit, prompting Yvonne to compliment her style.
"You are the spitting image of a learned femme fatale."
"Coming from Yvonne that is very much a compliment," Gerard added, earning him a playful swat from his wife. "What? I had to beat the ugly ones off with sticks!"
"And you will leave it at that before you corrupt the AI with tales of what we did to the pretty ones. Now then… oh dear, too late it seems."
Yvonne and Gerard found Io fanning herself and popping the top few buttons of her pure white blouse, revealing the barest hint of an emerald bra beneath. The couple looked at one another in shock and amazement, only to find the AI had vanished when they returned their attention to her. 'My apologies, good doctors, but I think that's enough facetime for one day. Maybe once we know each other a bit better you can tell me that story over dinner. And I can share why I bother modeling underwear. Bloodwork?'
"Agreed, to work then," Gerard replied, giving his wife a final hug and kiss before returning her sidearm. She prepared to depart with the promise of dinner together in the civilian mess at the regular time. "Farewell my dear. Even out here you are a wonderful mother.”
"Oh don't, Gerard! You will make me miss them anew. Even Alice is all 'grown up' and exploring an alien world with her brother!" Yvonne said fondly as they both shared a relieved laugh.
"We will have all three of our little ones over for dinner the day we get back. I even know what bottle I plan to open. 2039 was an excellent year," Gerard promised.
"I cannot wait. Farewell mon loup."
"Je t'aime, ma chatounette." Gerard watched fondly as Yvonne departed.
'So, what happens now?' Io wondered, despite knowing the answer already.
"Well, one of two things. Either we wait around for the centrifuges to do their work, or you can explain to me how an AI developed a sense of sexuality and voyeurism. I am thinking the techs don’t know how to adopt that particular look on the fly." Though the subject was quite steamy, Gerard's tone was absolutely analytical without his wife around. It was not the reply Io had anticipated, at least not the second half.
'I believe I will return to the surface then, if you do not mind. No offense, but even with access to your crew information files I really don't know you or your wife well enough for that,' Io explained quickly, feeling very much on the back foot. Gerard couldn't see her any longer so he simply waved accommodatingly to the room.
"Then my curiosity shall wait for another day. Initial mishaps aside, it was a pleasure meeting you, Io. I look forward to our collaboration. Take care of Alice down there, would you?"
'That is a request I'm more than happy to accommodate, as will Russell, I'm sure. See you in a couple hours,' Io promised, severing her connection to the Event Horizon in favor of the burgeoning celebration on Mara.
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“Yo Lipp, get a load of this,” Rex called, checking his tablet as the former Sergeant attempted to finish the final rep of his set of bench presses. Though the medical teams had of course advised against it, he and Rex could not be kept from the weight room following their discharge. Seeing that his gym buddy was struggling, Rex tossed the datapad aside, moved quickly to the head of the bench, and placed his fingers under the bar. “C’mon man, you’ve got this. Finish strong,” Rex urged. Lipper grunted and breathed heavily through his nose as he pushed through the exercise, replacing the bar with Rex’s help before sitting upright with a sour look on his face. Both he and Rex looked good as new, minus a couple of razor thin surgical scars, but the aftermath of the prior day’s incident and their generally stormy disposition had earned them some alone time in the weight room. Rex was making the most of it.
“Do you have any idea how weird it is being in the gym and not hearing your mouth going off constantly?” he asked his former commanding officer. With the rank differential eliminated, he was free to say whatever he so chose. He considered it great fun. “Anyway, check this out. Look what Mendes and Orlova were up to today,” he insisted, showing Lipper a shot of the ursae skull along with several Cauthan milling about it. Natalya had sent it up to them, grumbling at the fact that she and Mendes had been roped into some sort of primitive block party. Lipper simply grunted and waved him away.
“Dude, come on. I know he got you in the jaw but you have to admit that’s a pretty impressive kill. Maybe we’ll get to go after one someday, right?” Rex reasoned as Lipper stood and began adding more weight to the bar. His partner was too engrossed with the ursae. “Damn, that thing’s got four eyes? Must be almost as ugly looking as I was yesterday, right Lipp? Lipp? Oy, the fuck are you doing?”
Rex dropped his tablet to the floor and hustled back over to the bench, gripping the weights tightly and forcing Lipper to re-rack them before poking and shouting at him. “Sit up. Sit the fuck up or we’re done and don’t give me that stupid fucking face cause you aren’t my Sergeant anymore. If you want to kill yourself I’ll lend you my goddamn sidearm but don’t you dare think I’ll sit by and watch you crush yourself. You know how many times you’ve lifted that much? Once. I remember. You’re struggling on your five rep max, how the hell do you expect to do your one rep max. The Omega boy isn’t even here, you dipshit. You're not impressing anyone! Not like I give a shit you can’t bench as much as me. No one can bench more than me and he still got me, that bastard. So you just sit over there and let me have a go before I punch you in the goddamn face, Lipp.”
Rex’s tirade had the desired effect, dislodging Lipper from the rack and dispatching him to a nearby bench. Rex took over, grumbling ironically about ‘show offs’, and managed to lift the weights for five repetitions before setting them back on the rack with a loud clang. He took up the conversation again as he sat up, breathing heavily. “Look man, I’m not trying to put you down cause you can’t talk yet, alright? But how does killing yourself help anyone? Admiral Kaczynski kept you on the team. He still trusts you. You gonna throw that away? I trust you, damnit!”
Lipper met his eyes for a moment before returning them to the floor, hunched over as sweat dripped from his brow onto the rubber mats below them. Despite rapid technological advancement in most areas of human society, there wasn’t much improvement to be made in the art of picking heavy things up and putting them back down again. Rex punched him lightly in the shoulder. “Look man, you broke the number one rule. Don’t bring the women into it, alright? Never! Unless it’s Natalya,” he suddenly remembered. “But I don’t seem to recall Natalya sprouting a bunch of fur and feathers.”
Lipper growled something through his closed lips that had Rex booming with laughter. “Yeah, yeah, I know I am. I’ll let it slide cause I like you and you can’t even snap back in your state. But dude, am I wrong? You got Winters madder than a hornet’s nest and you got yourself tied up by a primitive just long enough to get laid out. I would have thought getting messed up with that Alice girl would have taught you that lesson. They’re devious, man. Devious!”
When Lipper didn’t have a reaction to that, Rex sighed and sat beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Ok, less humor, more serious. Got it. I know you love the pussy almost as much as I love turning it down. That’s why we get along so damn well. But you broke the rule and now you owe a fucking life debt or some shit to the chick who shot you down in front of half the force on board. Well, that’s if you believe Natori and all that alien nonsense. Eh, who knows. We used to have that stuff so maybe it’s not so crazy. Her brother beat the shit out of you too. Anyway, before I say anything else, if you get in a bad way again I’ll do my best to lay him out alright? Just don’t. Natori let us live to fight another day. You aren’t ever going to kick Omega boy’s ass by tearing your muscles to pieces or getting crushed by a bar, you feel me? You’ve probably still got some of the painkillers and sedatives in you, for fuck’s sake.”
Lipper managed to shake his head and emit something akin to a sad chuckle as Rex carried on. “Hey, I get to be all sentimental and shit every once in a while. It’s part of my culture.” Lipper punched him back for that statement. Rex was clearly enjoying himself despite his freshly reconstructed nose.
“Ok yes, fine. I am definitely the worst one in the Corps, but you didn’t flake out on me when shit was… well, when it was shit, ok? Now it’s my turn. So get your ass over to the squat rack because we’ve already beaten upper body to death today. And if I see you moping around because that stupid Omega got to fuck alien pussy and kill something big I will stand behind you the whole time, think deep thoughts about your ass, and let you know about them as they happen. Clear? Damn, no wonder you were running your mouth all the time as Sergeant. This is fun.”
The resulting bout of laughter from both men was cut short as facial wounds, broken bones, and healing cartilage cried out in discomfort. To Rex’s relief, Lipper seemed to find his footing again, shaking his head humorously and following him over to the squat rack. They loaded up a reasonable weight and fell back into what was a tried and true routine, just with different ranks between the two of them. Out of respect for Lipper’s form and fitness, Rex waited until he was done with his set to snipe one final comment. “Don’t worry about the whole ass thing, by the way. If I can’t break you in half with one arm, you’re not my type.”
Without the use of his voice, Lipper could only roll his eyes at Rex in false ‘relief’. The Private shrugged and took his turn under the bar. “Look man, I’d ask you to share too, but your jaw is welded shut at the moment and I know for a fact you’re down to fuck pretty much anything so… not much point is there?”
The fact that Rex was actively under the bar prevented any good natured retaliation from Lipper, who simply ran his hand over his face and looked at the ceiling. Rex was the last person who would need a spotter on a warm up set, but he glanced over every now and again. After a few moments of silence, Thomas found himself uninterested in Rex’s non-existent love life as well as his own. With renewed focus and a begrudging acknowledgment that Rex was not only right, but a better friend to have than most, they finished their exercise and headed out in search of food. Rex left Lipper in front of the medbay with a pat on the back.
“Good shit today, man. You’ll be back in top form in no time. Go get your slushie and when you can chew again we’re gonna eat synthetic meat crap until we can't walk, ok? And no, I won’t say anything to Gus. Sure he’s gonna miss you before long.” As Lipper turned away from him Rex called out one final word of encouragement. “Hey, at least we aren’t stuck planetside eating a bunch of alien grub!”
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Contrary to Rex’s assertion, the ‘planetside grub’ was found to be not only edible, but delicious by Natori and the remainder of the Event Horizon’s Jumper squad. Much to Natalya’s chagrin, her stereotypically Eastern European features had made her an object of interest among the curious Cauthan, especially Alyra. The Priestess of the Twins was elated to find that there were humans who possessed a similar fur color to her, and had talked the Jumper’s ear off non-stop since the fire pits had been stoked and the stew pots filled for potluck. Mendes and Natori did their best to restrain their own mirth as Orlova made a valiant effort to remain engaged and not offend anyone.
Elsewhere in the town square, Alice and Lachlan felt like Maran veterans in comparison, gathering around a fire with Russell, Veera, Sentaura, Ursol, and Sentaura’s parents. Alice quickly divested everyone around of that notion, however, unable to contain her excitement as she looked every which way in hopes of taking it all in at once. With the harvest festival on the horizon, the town’s amateur musicians decided to take a night for practice, much to the delight of the townsfolk. Ursol was no exception, and the draw of the music was much more powerful than sitting around and waiting for the stew to cook.
“Remember to listen politely and not shout out of turn,” Sentaura ordered before freeing him from her lap. Lachlan and the rest couldn’t help but smile as they watched the little furball totter off through the crowds to get closer to the flutes and drums. “Your trophy will provide quite the backdrop to this year’s festival, human.”
“I hope your mate’s spirit can rest easy now,” Russell replied, glancing at the older Cauthan who had joined them for that evening. As with most of the village they were farmers, and the small tragedy of Sentaura’s brief escape from that lifestyle was not lost on him. They spoke of the dead no further, not wanting to mar a warm summer’s evening that had been declared a time of celebration by collective action. After brief introductions, Lachlan spoke to Sentaura.
“Not sure if yer interested, Sentaura, but we’ve got a few spares here,” he offered, withdrawing a couple of glasses cases from the various pockets and pouches of his uniform. Sentaura’s mother had received a pair to correct her own vision, and her father decided to get a pair of his own just for fun. She chose to wave them away politely.
“I can see quite well, but thank you Lachlan. The last thing I need is another shiny object for Ursol to obsess over.”
“You must be firmer with the boy,” Sentaura’s mother insisted.
“And when you decide you would like to spend more time raising him you may tell me how to do so,” the single mother snapped back. “I do not begrudge you the hard work we all must do, but do not presume to tell me how to raise your grandcub from afar.”
“That’s enough dear, please,” her father asked for calm. “This is not the time or place.”
“No, it is not,” Sentaura agreed before apologizing to Lachlan and Alice who were trying very hard to look elsewhere. “I am sorry for my outburst. Let us eat.”
Following a comfortable silence spent preparing bowls and giving brief thanks to the gods for their bounty, everyone dug in. Ursol joined them soon after, looking to sate his appetite once he’d gotten his fill of music. “Uncle Lachlan, are we gonna play tonight?”
Veera observed carefully, noting Sentaura’s resigned expression. She wondered how many nights the little one had asked her to play, how many nights Sentaura had simply found herself too exhausted to do so. Fortunately for young Ursol, who was still not quite old enough to understand that adults did not possess the boundless energy and imagination of a child, Lachlan seemed amenable. “What do ya want to play, wee fluffy lad?”
“Hunter games!”
“Well then you best be eatin’ all yer vegetables and roots. Can’t grow up to be a big, strong hunter without em!” Lachlan advised. Ursol made a big show of eating a piece of peeled, boiled kina.
“Lachlan, they probably could survive well enough on a carnivorous diet,” Alice whispered.
“And that is why you will be keepin’ yer smart little mouth shut or I’ll be blamin’ you when the tyke claims he only eats chesko an’ ursae,” the burly Scottsman insisted, the combination of his domineering attitude, calm demeanor, and fatherly concern for Ursol causing her diaphragm to promptly disconnect from her nervous system and cease all function. Lachlan took that as a good sign, rather oblivious to Alice’s reaction. Russell was not, but Veera was in his ear immediately, her keen senses enjoying the situation plenty.
“Harvest time is going to be such fun,” she insisted.
“Veera…” Russell growled quietly, only causing her to laugh.
“She could do far worse, love.”
“He’s oblivious.”
“So were you.”
“Was not!”
“Oh yes you were.”
“No, I was trying to make sure I didn’t-”
“Ah ah ah, that’s not how I remember it.”
‘I have returned from the mothership and I have the records of your steamy affair in hand and at the ready!’ Io interjected.
“You will be keeping those where they are because I am right and Russell is just upset that his sister is smitten,” Veera whispered delightedly, her words drowned out by song and ambient chatter, the crackling of fires, and the distant sounds of the forest.
‘What did I miss?’ Io wondered delightedly.
“Not you too!” Russell moaned, taking a bite of stewed ursae meat. It wasn’t as gourmet as fresh chesko flank, but the boiling stew and melange of herbs, roots, vegetables, and other flavors elevated it far above the level of jerky. “Can’t a guy protect his sister in peace?”
“Alice is twenty seven, right?” Veera asked him.
“Twenty eight next month… next couple cycles. October sixteenth,” he supplied as Veera rested against his shoulder and placed her mouth right up against his ear, the short fur of her muzzle tickling and teasing him.
“At her age, don’t you think her being mated would be a wonderful way to celebrate?”
Io devolved into uproarious laughter as Russell began choking and coughing so fiercely he was forced to hand off his bowl of stew to Veera and pound his fist into his sternum repeatedly until the piece of dato finally went down the right pipe. Ursol found it fascinating as well, pounding on his own chest like a miniature gorilla.
“You alright there, bro?” Alice asked as he took a swig from his canteen. Veera, being the responsible party, was rubbing his back lightly as an apology.
“Yeah, just fine. We doing anything for your birthday?” he changed the subject quickly. Alice beamed at him.
“Uh, yeah! Apparently we’re having a festival!” she gushed before turning to Sentaura. “I’m so looking forward to learning more about it. What’s it like?”
“It is a time for celebration, games, worship, and courtship,” the young mother supplied. “This year’s will be… of substantial importance.”
“Best leave it there, Lassie. Ask yer sister-in-law,” MacGregor advised quietly as he could. Alice nodded.
“Thank you, Sentaura. I very much look forward to experiencing it. Is there any chance you would be interested in learning to grow your crops aboard our ship? From the sound of it Natori and Antoth have come to some sort of arrangement. It would save you some time and it would be a great help to us. Not to mention I feel like we owe you after tonight’s meal and everything you’ve done for Lachlan here.”
“I’d be in support of that if yer amenable, Sentaura,” MacGregor agreed with Alice’s proposal. Sentaura ruffled her son’s small crest feathers as she considered the offer.
“Why don’t we discuss this tonight after your hunter games,” she suggested.
“Are you going to play too, mommy?” Ursol wondered happily. After a pause from Sentaura, Lachlan took it to mean he had permission to step in.
“Hey little guy, why don’t we give yer mum a chance to relax tonight, hmm? She’s out farmin’ every day while you’re at temple with the other kiddies. Besides, I think I can tire you out first.”
“Nuh uh,” Ursol insisted.
“Challenge accepted, wee laddie!”
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Late that night, after most had returned to their abodes, Veera knelt before her small shrine in the corner of her home. The crude wooden idols that had long resided there were no more, replaced by finely carved specimens recently purchased from the Temple of Tyrdus. Her husband saw fit to join her.
“What are we praying for tonight?” he wondered.
“Nothing, Russell. I’m simply giving thanks for my and our fortunes,” she told him. He nodded his head a couple times.
“Yeah, that’s not a bad reason at all, is it? Want to go up to the ship tomorrow and water your flowers?”
“Can we?” Veera wondered excitedly.
‘I will arrange it now,’ Io informed them kindly. ‘Say hello to Meylith for me.’
Russell and Veera weren’t sure what she meant by that line, but they did so nonetheless.
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2020.07.01 17:17 orichul Updated All Characters' Names List (Includes Old Names)

I’m back with an updated version of the characters’ names, most likely kanji, and meanings! This time around, I’ll be following the placements of the in-game student profile menu rather than listing them in alphabetical order. Any characters with new names will be in bold, with their old names tabbed under.
Most of the worst names haven't been changed. We still have "Healthy Health", "Gardener Gardener", "Red West The West", "Incubus", "Scooby Doo", etc. All of the new surnames, sans Gurinishi and Sadatoshi, are real surnames. However, many of them are fairly uncommon, old, or unconventional. It also appears that Mahan only looked for surnames that sounded similar enough to the original surnames, and didn't care to make them flow nicely.
Main Characters
Clubless Students
Cooking Club
Drama Club
Occult Club
Gaming Club
Art Club
Martial Arts Club
Light Music Club
Photography Club
Science Club
Sports Club
Gardening Club
Delinquents
Bullies
Student Council
Faculty
Misc
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2020.06.10 09:45 kakak_2 Long Hair, Adik

So some crazy stuff just happened and I'm still pissed.
Lumabas ako kanina para mag-apply sa trabaho. Syempre feeling inadequate, matagal tagal ding natambay dahil sa lockdown, psyching myself up, halos di ko na nga mangitian asawa ko sa nerbyos. Pagdating sa site, they said I need to secure a good moral certificate from the barangay. So I went.
Dayo lang ako sa lugar na 'to, decided to settle here just last December in this "city" where my wife grew up. Hindi ko naman nasettle agad yung papers ko kasi nga, nalockdown. Nagrent kami ng asawa ko ng isang room, and we've been here for about 6 months.
I explained this to the people in the brgy hall. As in katabi lang ng brgy hall yung nirerentahan naming kwarto. They said kuha daw ako ng gmc sa permanent address ko. I explained again, dayo lang po ako dito, at meron naman akong cedula registered with my present address, and local lang naman po yung aapplyan kong trabaho. Dalawang beses ako bumalik para humingi ng reconsideration.
So they ushered me to the brgy captain. And shit went downhill.
Convo went like this:
"Sino ka ba? Taga-saan ka? Di naman kita kilala, paano kita bibigyan ng good moral?"
"Sir diyan lang po kami nagrerent, kina (name of landlord). Bale 6 months na din po akong naninirahan dito, may cedula na din po ako."
"Talikod ka nga."
So I did. Note, I am wearing my polo shirt and my nice Baleno khaki pants and shoes. My hair is long, nakatali sa likod, waxed and combed neatly.
"Oh nakatali pa buhok mo, respetuhin niyo naman ang opisina pag papasok kayo."
I kept quiet. He went on.
"May ganyan ba? Mahabang buhok? Adik ka ata eh. Nagmamarijuana ka ata eh."
Nakatitig lahat ng employees sa akin. I pulled down my mask as he pointed fingers at me.
"Sir nakapolo at pants at sapatos naman po ako ah. Di naman po ako nakatsinelas."
"HiNdeE, yAnG bUhOk Mo! Pumapasok kayo sA oPiSiNa Ko gAnYan ItsuRa mo? Baka may marijuana ka pa diyan?"
"Sir kahit ipadrugtest niyo pa ako."
"Eh bakit ganyan buhok mo?"
"Sir kelan pa po naging basis ang haba ng buhok sa moralidad?" I dunno if that made sense, I was trembling with anger, trying hard not to scream, while the ladies' amused smiles disappeared.
"HINDI KITA BIBIGYAN, KUHA KA SA PINANGGALINGAN MO!"
I said "Okay thank you sir." Turned around and walked away. Nakapagbitaw ako ng "BASTOS" habang papaalis.
I told my wife what happened, she immediately called her aunt and uncle. Said uncle is an attorney's son, pinag-uutangan ng buong barangay. We drove back to the brgy hall and was told the capt went home.
We drove to cap's house. Aunt talked with him, and he said "trinatrangkaso kasi ako, hehe, binibiro ko lang siya, pag nagmakaawa naman siya bibigyan ko eh. Kuha lang kayo dun, pirmahan ko dito."
We drove back to the hall and employees tried to tell us he was just in bad mood. Apparently, okay lang naman pala, walang tanong tanong, gmc lang naman daw pala (mga hayop na alipores). Kumuha ako ng apat, isa lang binayaran ko. When we arrived in cap's house, I went out to meet him myself but he didn't show up. Pinirmahan niya sa loob ng bahay nila.
Paano ireport yung ganung klaseng animal? Grabe, sobrang backwards mag-isip. Wow, ganun ganun nalang, adik ka na. Brgy Capt lang yan ah. Eh nung kumuha ako NBI at police clearance dati sa birthplace ko, di naman ako binansagang adik ng mga pulis dun ah. Hayup men.
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2020.06.05 16:19 orichul Hi, hello, please tell me it was worth the 5 hours compiling this

Here's a list of every single named character and what their names are probably meant to mean. I hope it helps anyone planning to rename characters!!
EDIT: Updated formatting; included romajii for Info-chan; clarified katakana/hiragana characters for Muja, Mida, Chojo, Dora, Unagi, Kocho, and Genka; corrected/elaborated on translations for Mida, Art Club, Kenko, Umeji, Uekiya, Himari, Beshi, Yaku, Unagi, Kuroko, Aoi, and Kocho; and I added some contextual information to some names.
EDIT 2: Added Ichirou Saikou and Tatoko. Updated my reasoning for Toga's name with a change in kanji.
Main Characters
Art Club
Bullies
Cooking Club
Delinquents
Drama Club
Gaming Club
Gardening Club
Light Music Club
Martial Arts Club
Occult Club
Photography Club
Science Club
Sports Club
Student Council
Clubless
Rainbow 9
Faculty
Other
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2020.05.28 18:28 rainfromhell i came out!

this month i came out to my parents, and two of my older siblings. they took it great, and im so grateful. both my siblings literally said "yeah i've been thinking that for a while", and my dad was just happy my friends accepted me. my mom is the reason i came out to them, she reassured me they would accept me. now, only my oldest brother+his wife remains. then his daughter when she is old enough to understand lol. kina stressed, but i hope it will work out
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2020.05.28 15:52 rainfromhell i came out!!

this month i came out to my parents, and two of my older siblings. they took it great, and im so grateful. both my siblings literally said "yeah i've been thinking that for a while", and my dad was just happy my friends accepted me. my mom is the reason i came out to them, she reassured me they would accept me. now, only my oldest brother+his wife remains. then his daughter when she is old enough to understand lol. kina stressed, but i hope it will work out
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2020.05.14 22:18 imagaynerd Something like a little AU? Or pretty much rewriting everything

THIS TOOK ME THREE WEEKS TO WRITE PLEASE READ IT. So um, the rivals are awfully written hentai tropes and Ayano and Taro are blander than bricks. I tried my best to differ everyone, but my English is not perfect and I often use the same phrases or make grammatical errors. I'm sorry if you find this offensive or disrespectful to anyone or anything, and I'll immediately take out anything you don't like. Some of these characters like Katsurō (I think I like him too much for an OC) or Kanaye already existed a long time ago, but I made them less edgy now because I can. Please give me your opinion on these characters, or advices to help me improve on writing.
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Prologue: The game is (would be) a VN and takes place in a university. It's not an everyday university though, it's a rich place for spoiled brats and nerdy rich kids. Celebrities, politicians and businessmen from all over the world send their children there. There are cameras installed in most places, and there is a variety of clubs to join. The uniforms for girls are long light blue dresses, with stockings of their choice and black shoes, along with a black ribbon. For boys, the uniforms are white shirts with a dark blue blazer over them, dark blue pants and dark brown shoes. The school is known for its not-so-strict rules, resulting in a lot of bullying between the students. The campus has everything, a gym, a pool, a baseball field, hell, even its own theatre. All the rivals have 1-2 unique elimination methods.
Ayano Aishi replaced by Wakumi Hirota
Age: 22 Height: 183cm Birthday: 14/8/1998 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Pansexual Studying: Photography Clubs: Debate, Foreign Film, Adventure Hobbies: Shopping, dancing, swimming Personality: Social butterfly Languages speaking: Japanese, English, French, Greek Eye colour: Olive/Dark yellow Hair colour: Dark brown Hairstyle: Low messy ponytail Stockings: Dark yellow Accessories: None Other: Wakumi is a popular, sassy girl that wants everything for her, she doesn't care about others, and she thinks the world revolves around her. She can pretend she's an angel, and she has got many friends. When she wants something she'll get it no matter what she'll have to do; she or her maids. She meets Tetsuya in a summer camp. Backstory: She grew up as an only child, and she's not having a good relationship with her mother. On the other hand, her father is often travelling and can't spend much time with them, even if he wants to. She was raised surrounded by maids and butlers, and won't hesitate to boss around her classmates because of that. She was popular since her early childhood, but she's not very intelligent. Dark secret: She was diagnosed with schizophrenia when she was 15, but nobody told her to avoid making her sad or ruin her reputation. She has messed up thoughts of killing her enemies, but she thinks it's normal.
Taro Yamada replaced by Tetsuya Katayama
Age: 21 Height: 186cm Birthday: 18/11/1999 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Bisexual Studying: Landscaping Clubs: Gardening, Cooking, Chess Hobbies: Gardening, jogging Personality: Loner Languages speaking: Japanese, English Eye colour: Pink Hair colour: Black Accessories: None (sometimes he wears glasses despite not needing to) Other: Tetsuya is a boy passionate about gardening; it's the only thing he likes. He loves flowers so much he sometimes talks to them. He likes nature, and often has picnics with his twin brother in the forest. He's kind and generous, and loves making new friends, if they approach him first. He prefers staying alone in peace, and can always be found somewhere outside. Because of all that and because he's often daydreaming during class, he struggles with his lessons. He wants to travel the whole world one day. Backstory: His parents died in a fire, and he and his brother were adopted by an old couple that couldn't have kids. He didn't have friends in all his life, he didn't try to make any. Dark secret: When they were young, out of anger he stabbed his brother and removed his eye. The latter forgave him a long time ago.
Osana Najimi replaced by Akiko Fukumoto
Age: 24 Height: 168cm Birthday: 26/9/1996 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Straight Studying: Programming (unlike Alex who codes off YouTube tutorials) Clubs: Chess, History, Technology Hobbies: Playing videogames, reading Personality: Fragile Languages speaking: Japanese, English Eye colour: Light brown Hair colour: Dark purple Hairstyle: Cut short Stockings: White Accessories: None Elimination method: Driving to suicide Other: Akiko is a calm girl that prefers being alone at most times, but doesn't mind meeting new people; she can be confident if she tries. She met Tetsuya in the Chess club, and they seem to have many things in common. They both have a crush on each other, but it just so happens that Akiko is Wakumi's roommate. Even though she appears to not care about what others think of her, she's actually very anxious and worried that people will not like her when they get to know her. Backstory: She grew up in a big happy family, she has nine siblings, and she's the oldest one; her parents love all of them equally. Her father is a lawyer and her mother a politician. "Dark" secret: She used to have a lot of fake friends in the past, and she has been distancing herself because of that. They all used her for money and homework, and she didn't even realize.
Amai Odayaka replaced by Yasashiku Ikehara
Age: 21 Height: 196cm Birthday: 1/1/1999 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Bisexual Studying: History Clubs: WW2 studying, Ancient History, Mythology, Woodworking, French Hobbies: Collecting miniatures, cooking Personality: Loner Languages speaking: Japanese, English, Polish Eye colour: Dark purple (also wears glasses) Hair colour: Dark green Accessories: A blue scarf over his blazer Elimination method: Pushing him off the roof after a heated argument Other: Yasashiku is a very smart gentleman, he almost never gets anything lower than B in his tests. He really likes history, and wants to become a history teacher when he graduates college. He is the typical quiet kid, but he can roast you if you annoy him. He's usually being ignored by everyone, but he has his history books that keep him company. He won't hesitate to put his life in danger to save a friend. He meets Tetsuya when a teacher forced him to help his classmate with his studies, and they developed some kind of relationship/friendship, but that's enough to anger Wakumi. Backstory: He and his little sister were abandoned in the streets by their parents, and no orphanage accepted them for years, but they finally were found by a rich man that immediately adopted them, and doesn't regret it up until today. His sister is very clingy because he always protected her in the past, and she feels safer around him than their bodyguards (don't worry they don't have bodyguards at school, especially those who can break arms like Raibaru). Dark secret: He is being threatened by the literal mafia. They often take his money and force him to do dirty jobs for them, or else they threaten they'll kill his sister and stepfather. The one that scares him the most is his real father, the one that abandoned him.
Kizana Sunobu replaced by Angelique Chevrolet
Age: 20 Height: 190cm Birthday: 2/3/2000 Nationality: French Sexuality: Straight Studying: Mechanical engineering Clubs: Literature, Anime, Science Personality: Social butterfly Hobbies: Singing, writing poems, playing handball Languages speaking: French, English Eye colour: Light green Hair colour: Light pink Hairstyle: Curly low pigtails Stockings: Light green Accessories: Green gloves, flowers on her hair, has the sleeves of her uniform raised up Elimination method: Kidnapping, beating to death with a bat Other: Angelique is a student who studies abroad; she plans to leave after graduating. She's very confident and easygoing, but can be rude sometimes. She gets mad when people are behaving like barbarians, and is a perfectionist. Despite all of that, she loves all kinds of mechanisms and wants to become an engineer. She met Tetsuya in the school garden. She's vegan and has a short temper. Backstory: She has two mothers and an older brother, who are a bit...overprotective...they videocall her every three hours. One of her mothers is a model and the other a popular writer. She was usually liked by her classmates because of her positiveness. Dark secret: She has anorexia. She skips breakfast and eats very little for the rest of the day. This is due to her brother making fun of her weight when she was younger.
Oka Ruto replaced by Jiayi Zhang
Age: 19 Height: 163cm Birthday: 17/4/2001 Nationality: Chinese Sexuality: Straight Studying: Nursing Clubs: Book, Art, Marine Biology Personality: Fragile Hobbies: Doing housework, reading, volunteering Languages speaking: Chinese, English, Japanese Eye colour: Red (one of her pupils is black and one is white) Hair colour: Brown, with lighter extensions Hairstyle: Long and curly, she spends hours taking care of it Stockings: Striped, half red and half white Accessories: Red gloves, headband shaped as a star, earrings shaped as stars Elimination method: Drowning in the local WCs after a fighting scene Other: She's serious and cold, preferring to avoid everybody and reading by herself on the roof. She absolutely loves social distancing, and doesn't want anyone touching her without her permission. She has a soft spot for animals. She met Tetsuya in an animal shelter, where they both helped a cat give birth. Backstory: Her mother died two days after she was born, and she has been living with her father and grandmother ever since. They moved to Japan when she was 12, for business "reasons". She has a fiance in another university, and they'll get married after graduating, unless she falls in love with someone else. Dark secret: Well...if I revealed this, the whole thing would be spoiled, lol. Let's say it's not dark, just creepy. Think of a certain brunette girl with green eyes...
Asu Rito replaced by Kanaye Yoshino
Age: 19 Height: 159cm Birthday: 12/7/2001 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Bisexual Studying: Honestly, nobody knows Clubs: Debate, Bowling Personality: Phone Addict/Spiteful Hobbies: Texting (is that even a hobby?), shopping, drawing Languages speaking: Japanese Eye colour: Salmom Hair colour: Blonde (with salmon colored extensions) Accessories: A salmon colored jacket tied around his waist, scrunchies around his wrists Elimination method: Strangling Other: He's bullying Tetsuya. On Friday evening, he plans to do something horrible to him. Despite being a first year, Kanaye is extremely popular and has a girlfriend that doesn't even care about him; he doesn't either though, they're together for the eyes. He's an egoistic, selfish snob, and talks back to everyone, even the teachers. People assume he's an angel at first, but he's the complete opposite when they get to know him. In reality, he's quite insecure but he would never admit it. He has a fang. Backstory: He has many friends since he was a toddler, and his parents can buy an entire country for him if he wants them to. He orders around everyone and has never baker or cooked anything, not even a toast. "Dark" secret: He doesn't like bullying at all. He acts like this so the others won't dare to hurt him. He's scared.
Muja Kina (ew) replaced by Chiharu Teshima
Age: 24 Height: 166cm Birthday: 22/6/1996 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Lesbian Studying: Communication and media studies Clubs: Debate, Cheerleading, Cooking, Sailor Moon Fan Club, Robotics, Swimming Personality: Social butterfly Hobbies: Playing dolls, visiting her friends, having long walks at the beach or the countryside Languages speaking: Japanese, Belarusian Eye colour: Dark red Hair colour: Dark blue Hairstyle: Messy, medium length with two bangs sticking out getting glares from everyone Stockings: Loosened up, white Accessories: Red hat decorated with a heart, a teddy bear she carries around calling "Mr Teddy" Elimination method: Literally pushing her in the fan on the roof, like Childhood Friend aka Osana Other: Some of her classmates were taking a "prank" too far and were about to cut her hair, and Tetsuya stopped them. Chiharu views him as a bodyguard and a protector, and is being overly excited about him. She's childish and often forgets to take care of herself; she forgets to brush her teeth or make her hair. She loves making new friends and that's why she joined so many clubs, but she didn't realize how much of her freetime she'd spend there. She cries a lot. If we befriend her, she'll move in Wakumi's dorm to be with her "girl best friend" as she refers to her. Backstory: Her parents are abusive, and she has been bullied for years. She is really sad on the inside, and sometimes talks to herself or her teddy bear, claiming it replies back. The reason she's so childish is because she never got to live a normal childhood. She's a big threat because she absolutely CAN fight Wakumi, and anyone attacking her. If she feels she's in danger, she'll get the nearest weapon and attack anyone she suspects. Dark secret: Well, it's pretty much revealed above.
Mida Rana (aka creepy pedo) replaced by Katsurō Kawakami
Age: 22 Height: 179cm Birthday: 30/9/1998 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Straight Studying: Philosophy Clubs: None Personality: Social butterfly Hobbies: Writing, taking driving lessons (and failing, resulting in literally living in the hospital half the year) Languages speaking: Japanese, Arabic, Italian Eye colour: Magenta (also wears glasses) Hair colour: Red/orange (ginger I guess) Accessories: None Elimination method: Betraying and stabbing to death Other: Katsurō is a bit unique; he's a rival because he has a crush on Wakumi. When he learns about the murders she has committed (or that she's schizophrenic in case the player takes the pacifist route) he will try to help her, give her advices and try to get her to get over her obsession with Tetsuya. He's kind, generous and thoughtful. He cares a lot about the others, probably more than himself. He has an unhealthy obsession with conspiracy theories, UFOs, and all that stuff. He will always help a friend in need. Backstory: He has a pretty normal family, three sisters, a brother and his parents, who own a popular phone company. He knows Wakumi since elementary school, they're kind of childhood friends. "Dark" secret: Not really dark, but he's extremely easy to trick and lie to. He has been manipulated many times.
Osoro Shitesu replaced by Hideko Mochizuki
Age: 23 Height: 191cm Birthday: 6/12/1997 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Pansexual Studying: Sociology Clubs: She has a literal rock band outside and inside of the campus, she's famous in the entire planet she has a club dedicated to her and some fans that act more like a cult Personality: Heroic Hobbies: Singing, uploading on her hate blog Languages speaking: Japanese, English, Hindi Eye colour: Yellow (wears eyeliner and mascara) Hair colour: Light brown Hairstyle: Braided Stockings: Fishnets (even though she's breaking the dress code and often gets in trouble for it, she doesn't give af) Accessories: A star tattoo on her neck Elimination method: Taking her away from the stage during her birthday, attacking with an axe Other: Like I said above, she's a famous rockstar. She is often followed by a crowd, but will definitely find free time if she wants to. She meets Tetsuya when he accidentally ends up in one of her concerts without a ticket and has to be taken to security inspection. She sees him there and saves him from all the trouble. She's a party animal and a bit risky most times, bratty, spoiled and brutally honest. She dislikes Wakumi because she takes some of her popularity at school away. At Friday evening, she plans to confess to Tetsuya during her birthday party in front of the entire school. Backstory: Her parents both died a few years ago, leaving her with a huge amount of money and a bunch of snobby servants. She has made a hate blog and loves to gossip there about people to kill time. A lot of reporters daily visit the campus to talk to her and take interviews. She's talented at what she's doing, and has been practicing since 7. Dark secret: She's a sadist. Nothing else needs to be said.
Hanako Yamada replaced by Shun Katayama
Age: 21 Height: 186cm Birthday: 18/11/1999 Nationality: Japanese Sexuality: Straight Studying: Psychology Clubs: Anime, theatre, art, gardening Personality: Social butterfly Hobbies: Drawing, designing clothes, sewing Languages speaking: Japanese, English Eye colour: Pink Hair colour: Black Accessories: An eye patch shaped as a rose over his left eye Elimination method: Throwing a heavy object on him while he's on stage, practicing for a play alone Other: Tetsuya's twin. He's naive and kinda stupid, but has a kind heart filled with love. He often takes fast decisions, having disastrous results. Like his brother, he loves all kinds of art, especially theatre. He is very good at acting and will probably have the lead role for some school play soon. He has an unhealthy obsession with Pokémon, and when not wearing his uniform he walks around in a pikachu hoodie. He prefers hugging than talking, and a Starbucks coffee is almost part of his arm at this point. He absolutely loves his brother and pretty much everyone. He's a rival because he plans to take Tetsuya to move with him somewhere abroad after the semester ends. Killing him will have a huge impact on Tetsuya's sanity. Backstory: His parents died in a fire, and he and his brother were adopted by an old couple that couldn't have kids. He had a lot of friends in his life. Some years ago, he was stabbed in the eye by Tetsuya, but he doesn't even care at this point, he forgave him a long time ago. "Dark" secret: When they were young, he and his brother exchanged spots very often, to the point they were sharing their lives. Nobody knows who's actually who, but they stopped doing it anyway, since now Shun misses an eye and everyone can tell them apart.
Mary Sue (bitch) replaced by Shiori and Daisuke Nakamura
Ages: 23 Heights: 173cm (Shiori) 175cm (Daisuke) Birthday: 31/8/1997 Nationalities: Japanese Sexualities: Straight (Daisuke) Lesbian (Shiori) Studying: Mathematics (both) Clubs: None (both) Personalities: Dangerous Hobbies: Daisuke: Volunteering (not really a hobby but ok), playing rugby and breaking bones Shiori: Playing videogames, collecting stickers directed made for 10 year olds Languages speaking (both): Japanese, English Eye colour (both): Electric blue Hair colour (both): Light green Hairstyle (both): Shiori has her hair in two messy buns, Daisuke in a ponytail or sometimes down, depending on his mood Accessories: They both wear matching friendship bracelets even though they're siblings and grown adults, Shiori also wears a weird thing on her hair shaped as a pink heart Elimination method: Making them untrust each other, kidnap Daisuke, drive Shiori to murder him and kill her by yourself after Other: After the murder of his brother, Tetsuya is absolutely terrified and begs his mom to hire some bodyguards for him. These two end up at that position. Even though they were normal students all this time, they have also been trained as bodyguards. But they don't just protect Tetsuya, they'll try to help him find the one responsible for all the deaths. In Friday evening, they plan to expose Wakumi in front of the entire school. Daisuke is what we'd call a "tsundere". He is tough and rude on the outside, but the absolutely opposite in reality. He loves animals like Jiayi, and if the school allowed it, his dorm would probably look more like a zoo. He is a scaredy cat, to the point of screaming when his sister "jumpscares" him from behind, and that's why he learned to defend himself in the first place. Talking about his sister, Shiori is probably the complete opposite of him; she's friendly and bubbly on the outside, but she can become pretty scary if she senses danger. She often pranks her brother and Tetsuya while they're talking about the murders in the worst ways, and doesn't realize how serious the situation is. She loves festivals, and is super excited for the one the week after the one she becomes a rival. If the player takes the pacifist route, both siblings will be normal friends with Tetsuya and everyone who's not dead, without being hired or investigating mysteries. Backstory (both): They have been carrying an extremely rare disease since birth. They were two of the three hundred alive carriers. Their mother was absolutely disgusted that her children weren't "perfect" and she literally sold them to a science lab, while their father committed suicide after learning what his wife did. One of the scientists there took them home and raised them like her children, despite never actually adopting them. Before that though, they were put in hundreds of inhumanly painful tests. They grew up homeschooled, without any social interaction for years. After finally going out to the public, they were victims of robbing many times, so their mother forced them to learn how to defend themselves. After doing so, they fell in love with the whole fighting thing and decided to work as bodyguards, while also going to university. Dark secret: When they were teens, they killed someone. A scientist who tried to literally cut off Shiori's arm. They got away with it because they were underage, having their mother simply pay a few millions to the police.
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This shit is cringe, I swear I'm not 10 y/o
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2020.04.21 19:42 SabatonBabylon The HEL Jumper [Chapter 3.11]

Book 1 of The HEL Jumper
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‘Good morning, Admiral Kaczynski. To what do I owe the pleasure?’ Io greeted him, clad in an emerald silk bathrobe. Her hair hung loosely around her head, the rest partially tied up behind her in an approximation of a ponytail while a toothbrush hung from her mouth. It was all Natori could do to not leap from his seat on the bridge and proclaim her magnificence to the gods. He nodded politely at her instead while taking a sip of his morning coffee.
“I apologize for waking you.”
‘Oh that’s not a concern for me, but unless you are only here to speak with me I shall have to rouse the Lieutenant and Veera,’ she explained, finishing her dental hygiene and tossing the toothbrush behind her as it evaporated into digital nothingness.
“If you would?” Kaczynski requested, taking another swig of his beverage. The manufactured variety was passable, but it was nothing compared to the fruits of his homeland. He missed it dearly.
‘Of course. A moment please,’ Io requested, her screen immediately changing to a relic from long before Natori’s time. An old television ‘please stand by’ advisement. He took a bite of a ration bar and chuckled as he accepted a report from one of his watchstanders. Engineer Prakash had begun an analysis of various Maran soil samples sent up by Alice with one of the prior evening’s shuttles. Even preliminary results showed an absolute bevy of microorganisms and it was becoming clear that they would need to adapt their genetics laboratories to handle organisms with x-nucleotides. Natori made a note to speak with Gerard Dupuis as well as the science teams at the Forge about the issue while he waited for Io to re-establish connection. On the other side of the line the AI decided to have a bit of fun, activating the B-MASS to project herself dressed as a classical butler. She held a silver tray with an old rotary phone that began ringing softly, rousing her roommates from sleep.
“Hmm?” Veera groaned, shifting groggily under their furs and pulling her knees closer to her chest. “You’re damp, darling,” she whispered, faintly aware of a slightly sweaty human beneath her.
“That’s because I have a living blanket and it’s not winter,” Russell replied quietly, kissing her on the forehead and slowly working his way out from under her. “Io? What’s the deal with the Jeeves getup?”
‘You have a call from the Event Horizon, sir. One Natori Kaczynski.’
At Io’s word Russell quickly hopped out of bed and dressed himself. Her brain still muddled by sleep, Veera reached out for him and waved her hand about, as if swiping at a ball of yarn or waving him off. He caught her hand and brushed his lips over her knuckles before tucking her back in. “It’s the Admiral,” he explained. “You go back to sleep, Veera. We’ll make breakfast when I’m done.”
“Alright. It’s mmm…my chesko,” she muttered before closing her eyes again as Io stifled a giggle.
‘Or perhaps a lay in is called for?’ Io suggested. ‘I wonder if Cauthan get dream zoomies…’
“I blame Alice,” Russell replied offhandedly, collecting his gauntlet and slipping it over his left arm as he walked out into the street and left his wife to sleep. He took a second to compose himself and rub the sleep from his eyes before accepting the call. “Admiral?”
“Lieutenant Winters, good morning! I do apologize if I’ve interrupted anything?” Kaczynski began. Russell demurred politely.
“Not a problem, sir. Veera’s quite good at sleeping.”
“I see. A good skill to possess if you ask me. Our excitable xenobiologist kept you up last night?”
“I’m used to it, sir. That and I’m still just happy to see her,” the Jumper explained.
“Yes, I suppose we are still within that two week window she mentioned. I’m not sure this will come as any sort of surprise to you, but I was hoping to speak with you about your sister and her plans for the Cauthan. Is this where you’ve lived for the last year?” Natori made a bit of small talk as his avatar looked around, taking in the wooden houses and dirt streets of Winters’ neighborhood. “It is quaint.”
“It’s seen some improvement, for sure,” Russell acknowledged his own impact, nodding and waving to the Cauthan who shared his district as they headed off to begin another day of labor. After a year he knew most of them by name, and none seemed particularly surprised that he was talking to a disembodied human head made of light. One greeting in particular had Natori scrutinizing Winters. Between Io’s shenanigans in his manufactories, the nascent research station at Kel’s Forge, and the baseline duties of running an HEL dreadnaught, he’d had little time to review the introductory materials that Io had loaded into the Event Horizon’s databases about Cauthan life.
“Ursae slayer? Is that the name of the tribe that attacked this village last year?” He asked tactfully. There was no need for either man to bring up the fact that Winters had killed them to the last man. Russell shook his head.
“No, sir. That’s a different story,” he said simply. When the dead air between them had lasted for a good ten seconds, Io interjected.
‘Since my operator is apparently not in a sharing mood this morning, it will suffice to say that from the Cauthan perspective…oh what’s a good one?’ Io wondered, shouldering in to share the limited projection space of the B-MASS. ‘Cerberus! Yes, Cerberus was also big, fluffy, and likely voracious. Admiral, imagine that this mythical beast was real and we killed it. There was food in every pot, a cloak of the finest fur on every Cauthan! I’m more than willing to admit that in the moment I was terrified to the point I couldn’t think straight; but Ursae Slayer has a wonderful ring to it, don’t you think?’
Natori raised his brows, nodding silently as he processed Io’s fantastical analogy. Winters waited patiently, leaning against the doorframe of his home and looking up at a cloudy sky. It looked as though Felen would be gracing them with nurturing rains that day. He tried not to remember the grating scrape of those claws against his chest. “Well, let’s talk about your sister then, shall we? Happier subject?”
Winters grunted in agreement. “Yes, let’s. She didn’t do anything dangerous yet, did she?”
“I will admit I don’t enjoy the fact that you included the word ‘yet’ in that sentence but no, Lieutenant. I do not believe she has done anything dangerous. Oh, on the subject of danger, please inform your wife that we have completed the metallurgical analysis of her cookware. I’m not sure it would hold up to modern safety standards by nature of whatever crude process was used to refine the alloys, but there should be no risk acute to your or her health. And please extend my thanks to her for her cooperation in this matter.”
“I will, sir.” Winters nodded, leaving the issue of cookware aside. “Now what exactly did Alice do?”
Natori chuckled briefly, more than capable of picking up the skepticism in his tone. It was not unwarranted. “Nothing yet, I assure you. However she has made some curious inquiries around town from the sound of things. I received a written report from her last night, requesting authorization for Mrs. Yvonne Dupuis to travel to the village, pending the approval of Antoth.”
Russell remained silent for a moment, recalling the woman he’d been introduced to briefly a couple days prior at Alice’s behest. She and her husband had been polite and were clearly good friends with his sister. He didn’t remember much else. “Why does she want her to come down?” He asked. At his question, Natori launched into a brief explanation of Alice’s proposal, which boiled down to an establishment of the medical field of Cauthan obstetrics. Io whistled quietly.
‘This could end…rather poorly depending on a variety of factors,’ the AI declared.
“And she said Asha consented to this?” Russell demanded. Natori took a moment to reference his notes.
“Asha is one of your acquaintances in the village, yes? Light gray fur and green eyes, married to an apprentice smith?”
“He’s no longer an apprentice,” Russell clarified with some measure of pride. Natori gave him another nod of acknowledgement and updated his personal records accordingly.
“I see. Yes, it appears that Alice secured conditional medical consent from Asha for at least a meeting with Madame Dupuis as well as the recording of certain elements of Cauthan prenatal care. A Gentia is also involved?”
‘Oh, well then in that case everything should be fine!’ Io declared happily. ‘Gentia is a delightful old woman, but she has no patience for shenanigans when it comes to her duties around pregnancy and childbirth.’
“I’ll talk with Alice,” Russell cut them both off. “If I may ask, sir, why come to me with this? She was here last evening and said little to nothing of this plan.”
“Is that right? Well the cat is out of the bag now, or perhaps the Cauthan?” Natori proposed, taking a moment to chuckle at his own joke and stroke his chin in thought. “I cannot say why she would have glossed over this with you and I will not put words in her mouth. However, I came to you because you are the foremost Cauthan expert in the entirety of the HEL, a title your sister no doubt covets. I wanted your opinion on this proposal. The will and resources are absolutely there from my side and my crew, but this is a great deal beyond something like giving them the knowledge to build an aqueduct or water wheel. I thank you for your discretion on that matter as well.”
“Told you,” Russell jabbed at Io with a smile. She rolled her eyes.
‘How was I supposed to know they were bringing a Ghaelen along? I will win this bet yet, sir,’ Io insisted, referring to her own opinions regarding the potential for rapid Cauthan uplift. Russell glanced skyward as a drop of rain or two landed on his recently trimmed hair.
“I hope you do too, Io. Admiral, there’s a part of me that doesn’t want to get in Alice’s way on this but I think you’re right. This is a risky move by her. If it works…and by work I suppose I mean we save the life of a Cauthan cub or mother, it will likely solidify a bond between them and us. If the alternative happens, even after what I assume will eventually be invasive medical examinations, blood draws, and genetic sequencing…it might be the end of this entire relationship for good.”
Russell’s evaluation took Natori aback momentarily. “I am only left to wonder if humans felt the same way many millennia ago about their children. Might I ask what you intend to do with your sister?”
“I’m going to talk with my wife first,” Russell replied easily. As if summoned, a golden furred paw reached from the doorway to rest on his shoulder, soon joined by the rest of Veera. The Admiral inclined his head politely her way.
“Veera, good morning. I apologize for borrowing your husband so early.”
“Come inside, dear,” Veera commanded softly before glancing at Natori. “Is anything the matter, Admiral?”
“No, not at all, Veera,” he reassured her. “I believe your husband will be filling you in quite shortly. Lieutenant?”
“Yes sir?” Winters replied formally.
“You should know that my Jumper team made contact with the Forge and is establishing a research camp there as we speak. As of yet nothing has emerged from the facility other than local wildlife. I will be ordering your psychological evaluation within the next couple of days so that we may discuss fully the things you have seen and done on Mara. I will not make any promises, but given what I understand of the circumstances I do not think you have much to worry about.”
Winters pulled one side of his mouth into a grimace but remained composed, setting about the business of a cooking fire. He missed Natori’s surprised look. “Understood, sir. Any advanced notice you can give us would be appreciated.” Kaczynski did not miss his meaning.
“Of course. I would also like an informal report on your discussion with Alice, including your personal thoughts on how we as a group should proceed on this sensitive matter. That is all, Lieutenant.”
“Understood, sir. We’ll have that for you by the end of the day at latest,” Russell agreed, putting flint to tinder before any significant amount of moisture snuck through the opening in the roof to ruin their prospects for a hot breakfast.
“Thank you. Kaczynski out.”
When the B-MASS went silent and Io regained full use of the projector, Veera knelt by his side and helped fan the tiny flames. “Are there many humans like him that you need to behave that way around?” She wondered, understanding that Natori was something like Antoth for him. “It’s just…not natural.”
To her surprise and then relief, Io and Russell began laughing long and loudly as the sprinkling of rain turned to a light, drumming melody on the roofs and streets outside, heralding a day of rest for many of the farmers in the village. “Don’t worry. Unless there’s a Marine commander aboard it’s probably just Natori. Io looked it up and I already outrank all the Jumpers on board. So a handful at most. Now if we get back to Earth, that number goes up quite a bit and includes my father. Hey, what’s up?” Winters asked as Veera draped herself over his back and started purring into his ear.
“That’s good. I prefer you when you’re a little wild and only obey me,” Veera whispered. Russell’s response was to kiss her soundly on the lips as Io shook her head.
‘I knew I should have increased the coolant factor of my processors,’ she lamented as her partners parted and began the task of preparing breakfast, with Russell explaining to Veera what he’d heard from Kaczynski. He asked her opinion on the matter as he began cooking some chesko for the two of them as well as Alice. Veera turned the question over in her head for a few moments as dry logs popped and snapped in the flames.
“I am not sure Alice should be the one to do this,” she eventually replied. “We trust you, Russell, not anyone else.”
“Alright. Just wanted to run it by you first. Let’s eat together and I’ll bring her something after. If I know her she’s probably enjoying a bit of a lay in given how late we were up last night.”
“She is very excited about us,” Veera said approvingly, moving her feathers subtly as she tried to lay out her honest opinions without insulting her sister-in-law. “I think that one day she will hold the same level of trust you do, but she must be patient.”
“Then we’re on the same page. Here, first bite!” Winters offered, slicing a rare piece of chesko from the steak and tossing it Veera’s way. She caught it easily in her mouth and chewed, savoring the succulent juices from the fresh cut.
“Mmm, delicious! I think I’ll come with you today,” she offered. Russell saw no reason she shouldn’t.
“Fine by me. Let’s finish up here then and fish out our leather cloaks. Looks like Felen woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.”
“You only say that because you aren’t a farmer, my love,” Veera opined, throwing him a winning smile. She couldn’t help but do so when he made mention of her gods and culture as though they were his own. After finishing their meal and leaving a low fire to burn through the rain, they headed out in search of Alice.
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“Oh hey, Rusty! Great timing. I was just about to head out and speak with Antoth if I can. Oh, breakfast? You two are the best! Hello there, Veera! Come in, please,” Alice offered as her brother and sister-in-law stepped into her sparsely furnished home which, to her credit, was now lit by a portable lamp that she’d requested from the Event Horizon. Its LED’s mimicked the properties of an outdoor halogen lamp one might find zapping insects on a warm summer’s night. Veera was immediately drawn to it as a moth to a flame, captivated by the eerie blue light that reminded her of Auril.
“You’re not going to speak to Antoth, Alice,” Russell informed her in no uncertain terms, handing her a breakfast of charred chesko and kina slices. Like him, she’d taken to the spicy vegetables quickly. “And before you get all steamed at me, this is straight from Natori.”
“I…what?” Alice stammered, looking dumbfounded and crestfallen at the same time. She accepted his hug nevertheless as her brother tried to comfort her with the arm that wasn’t holding her food.
“I’m just trying to protect you,” he promised. “And if things go well when I speak to Antoth, Asha and your friend can still meet and we’ll see where things go from there.”
“Wait, wait! Why…why are you suddenly getting to do this?” She demanded as Veera kept quiet in the background. Russell remained patient, understanding his sister’s frustrations.
“Because they trust me, Alice. They do not trust you. I know they’ve been kind to you, and they’re giving you a chance on account of me. It’s a great beginning but you need to earn it, hopefully a lot less violently than I did.”
“That’s not...that’s not fair, Rusty,” Alice replied sadly. “How should I do that if not like this?”
“No, it’s not fair. But you were the one who went straight for the heart, so to speak,” Russell said, sitting down on the floor and encouraging Alice to eat. “Alice, I’ll be honest with you here. If I didn’t know Asha and Ratha so well I would tell you to abandon this whole idea and stick with something mundane like growing crops on the Event Horizon or showing them how pulleys work. But if something happened to Zolta’s cub, or to Asha…”
“Rusty, we want the same thing here. I’m sure I can explain it to Antoth and-”
“It’s not about that, Alice,” Russell cut her off, earning himself a harsh glance as she popped a piece of meat into her mouth. “If anything goes wrong with this and you’re associated with it I don’t know what would happen to you. I’ve seen it happen. If Ratha were to lose her cub, let’s say, she would blame you or kill you. Maybe both. This is about protecting you long enough for them all to understand that you aren’t here to exploit them or take advantage of them.”
“But how do you expect me to earn that trust if you don’t let me!” Alice protested.
“Did you become an ob-gyn when I wasn’t looking?” Russell quipped. “Are you going to be giving Asha ultrasounds or taking her blood samples or doing whatever it is that lady doctors do?”
“Lady doctors?” Alice snickered at her brother’s tiptoeing around vaginal health.
“You know what I mean,” he groaned. “And the fact that you’re joking with me means the answer is no. You won’t be. You trust this Yvonne woman, right?”
“Of course I do!” Alice insisted. Her brother nodded.
“Good. Then let me speak to Antoth and if he gives the ok I want you to make the introductions, and then step back. Let her and Gentia and the pregnant females in this village sort things out for themselves. Trust her to do the work she was trained to do.”
“And what am I supposed to do then?” Alice wondered dejectedly as Io appeared at his brother’s wrist just to say hi and attempt to bring a smile to her face. It worked for a moment. “Hello there, Io.”
‘Good morning, Alice. How is your arm feeling.’
“Much better, thanks to you!” She affirmed before throwing Russell an annoyed glare. “But it looks like I’ll have plenty of time to rest now?”
“Oh come off it, what can’t you do?” Russell demanded. “There is a whole village of Cauthan that could use your help and your guidance in matters that don’t involve the life, or Kel forbid the death, of the next generation. Xan needs your help, Alice.”
“I think if you asked him, Xan would say he doesn’t need anyone,” Alice pouted, still a bit annoyed at how that particular Cauthan had dismissed the Event Horizon to Thantis the prior afternoon, referring to it as a ‘floating metal cave in the sky’.
“That’s because Xan is an idiot boy!” Russell snapped, looking over Alice’s shoulder at Veera. Her eyes were already waiting for his as she cocked her head at him. “Just like I was.” Russell heaved a sigh and shook his head as if to clear it. “Look Alice, I’m not asking for a miracle or anything. But he is their apprentice death priest. I think you should be spending the majority of your time with him instead of wandering around offering your services to whomever strikes your fancy.”
“I can only do so much, Rusty,” Alice protested softly.
“I know, I know. Just…look, I want Xan to realize that he isn’t destined to live a shell of his former life. Everyone around him who cares for him has told him that, but he’s a young man and I’m sure you remember what teenage boys are like back on Earth. He doesn’t care for comforting words or pity. You’re one of the few people who can show him that there is a full life waiting for those who follow the path of knowledge instead of fighting.”
Alice wiped her hands gently on the rough leather that Russell had delivered her meal in, contemplating the things he’d said. She hated to admit it, but he was right on both counts. “I suppose I wouldn’t be too happy in his position either,” she agreed. “Thantis is a charming and wonderful individual, but that doesn’t change the fact that I wouldn’t want to be him at my age, certainly not if I were even younger. Just…tell me how it goes with Antoth, alright?”
“You know I will. Come here,” Russell offered, standing and helping his sister up and into another hug, one that Veera joined in, adding an extra element of fluff and compassion to the embrace. “I’m on your side here, Alice. I want Asha delivering her cub in safety on that ship just as much as you do.”
“Thanks Rusty. I’ll do what I can with Xan, alright?”
“Can you explain to me how you’ve trapped cold, blue fire in this marvelous contraption first? And how is it so clear?! Did you sneak off to Auril when we weren’t looking?” Veera demanded of Alice’s lamp. The three of them broke apart and Alice winked her brother’s way.
“Looks like I’ve got something to do, Rusty. Get going then.”
“Already acting like this was your idea? Never change, sis. I’m going. Veera?” He called after his wife as he stood by the doorway, rain splattering lightly against his boots.
“Yes dear, I’ll find my way back home or to the barracks. Alice, this is so light and powerful! How does it work? Is it portable? Does it work at night? Could I carry one?”
‘It would appear a new era of the town watch may be upon us, sir. Let us be off. By my calculations the shuttle window is already open if Madame Dupuis is to arrive this morning.’
“Understood. See you later, girls!”
“Bye Rusty!” Alice waved as he departed, content with a full stomach and a curious Cauthan who wanted to understand the finer points of LED’s.
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“Winters, each time I speak with you and your sister the demands become more and more steep,” Antoth complained, his voice deep and contemplative as the two of them walked through the sodden streets. Hoods and a good downpour made for excellent auditory concealment.
“That’s why I came to you and left her with Veera. Her heart is in the right place, but I know you’d only consider this if it came from me directly.”
“You are not wrong about that,” Antoth agreed as they wandered through the narrow avenues that made up the southeast quadrant of the village.
“You know I helped Zolta and Asha get together. That cub isn’t mine but it’s special to me, Antoth. Same with yours. We fought together. I want Ratha and your cub to be healthy.”
“Now that I am less inclined to believe,” Antoth chuckled as they walked past the Temple of the Twin Moons.
“Like I said, Antoth, it’s your cub too,” Winters repeated, coming to a halt as Antoth paused his pace and sought shelter under the eaves of the side of the temple. “Antoth, what is it?” The human demanded. The Cauthan’s scars were pulled taut across his face as he grimaced.
“I have already lost one cub and mate to Kel. I cannot lose another…I cannot trust your people.”
Io had appeared in Winters’ visor, which he sported in lieu of the Aegis on that day. Her hands were clasped over her mouth and she was trying to hold back tears. They had never known. How could they have? Winters felt much the same, a leaden weight filling the pit of his stomach as they learned something new about the former Guardian even after a year of kinship. “I’m sorry, Antoth.”
“And were you that Admiral I would tell you that I do not need your pity, human. But you are my brother in arms, and to you alone I will say that my heart still aches for them; even as I know the love of another female and feel the cub grow within her belly. I assume you are listening, Spirit Io? Do not worry, I count you among that order to which I, perhaps unwisely, am choosing to show weakness.”
‘Oh you big, furry, idiot! Du flauschiger barbar!’ Io gasped tearfully. ‘Anytime you need to talk we are here for you! Right, sir?!’
“Yeah, what she said,'' Winters agreed, resting a hand on Antoth’s shoulder. “And you should know that the only reason I’m speaking with you of this is because I truly believe that if the worst happens we together have a better chance of saving Asha, Ratha, or any of your cubs and mothers than Gentia and her acolytes do alone.”
Antoth exhaled heavily, resting a hand on the pommel of his sword and looking up past the overhang of the wooden roof at the turbulent gray skies above. He found it an apt analogy. “Your people are as Felen,” he eventually spoke. “When does rain and the promise of a bountiful harvest turn to flood? When does a gentle breeze turn to the gale that fells the trees of the forest and rips our crops from the ground? Where is the line between savior and oppressor?”
“I don’t know, Antoth,” Russell admitted freely. “But my people have been asking questions like that for centuries. You and your people will fit right in. That and it’s not an exaggeration to say that Alice’s literal job is to protect your culture. It’s a fine line where to help and where to step back,” the soldier admitted. “But that doesn’t change the fact that she’ll do everything she can. And it doesn’t change my answer either.”
“And you have met this female? I find her name difficult to pronounce,” Antoth said, pressing off the wall and continuing their walk around the village. Russell fell in quickly at his side.
“I have, though only briefly. It was when Xan and the rest of us went up to the ship,” he explained.
“Mmm, I see. And your impression of her?”
“Let’s just say if she can handle my sister she’s got a fighting chance with Gentia.”
“Ha!” Antoth’s laughter boomed through the drenched and sparsely populated streets. “Your words are wise, human. I should have faith in my own people as well.”
‘Do not be so hard on yourself, Antoth,’ Io encouraged him. ‘I don’t think it’s an understatement to say your reign will be the most important in the entire history of this little village. And while we are not unbiased, the Lieutenant and I are always around to lend an ear.’
“Biased as in we are on your side,” Russell added as the two men recalled the words exchanged on the night he was married to Veera.
“Spirit Io?”
‘Yes, Antoth? How may I help?’
“Tell your Admiral that we will permit this human entry to our village, and that her continued presence will be subject to the discretion of Gentia and her acolytes. As for your sister…”
“Let me stop you there for a second,” Russell offered as Io pinged the communication satellites and passed a written message to Natori that Yvonne should prepare her affairs for an introductory visit to Mara. “I’ve already spoken with Alice about this. She agreed that for now things should be kept between Gentia, her acolytes, Asha, and Yvonne, as well as any other expectant mothers who might wish to participate,” he added.
“I do not sense that she came to this conclusion of her own accord,” Antoth proposed keenly.
“No, she didn’t. But she saw reason. She’s excited, Antoth, but she is not a healer by training. As such she’s agreed to remain on the sidelines and receive information indirectly from Yvonne. What I do know is that this woman is a doctor. It’s her trade and that means she’s held to a set of various moral codes including the secrecy of patient information. Alice will not learn anything that Asha or Gentia don’t want her to.”
‘This duty of patient care is referred to as the Hippocratic Oath,’ Io clarified. ‘On the subject of, well, subjects...where is Ratha, Antoth?’
“She is hunting,” the sun priest replied shortly, sudden agitation in his voice. “She says the rain makes stalking easier. Perhaps she simply enjoys the sound of rain in the trees.”
“She’s not going after hyrven still, is she?” Russell wondered nervously. Antoth shook his head.
“No, just chesko. But that does not mean the hyrven have stopped hunting her. I am hesitant to keep her here, from what she loves. But I worry for my mate and my cub endlessly,” he admitted freely. Io and Russell shared a glance via his visor. Such matters were certainly outside of their wheelhouse. Eventually Russell hit upon an idea, smiling as he grabbed Antoth by the shoulder.
“What was the last time you sparred, Antoth?”
“Too long ago. Serving Seil is more burdensome than I imagined,” Antoth replied sadly. “Besides, it is Staroth’s purpose to train our guards now, Veera included. I would only be infringing on his responsibilities.”
“Well I don’t ever recall signing up to be a guard,” Winters observed casually, turning around and heading back towards the roads that would lead to the barracks. He continued to playfully goad Antoth. “And I think your troops could use a lesson or two in human combat styles, a show match maybe? I’m sure they’re slacking and sitting inside on their asses during this rain.”
Behind them Antoth calmly shook his head, chuckling and baring his teeth. “You are a good friend, Winters. Do not blame me when your ass is in the mud.”
“Now that is what I like to hear! You’ll be the one drinking dirt by the way,” the Jumper cried happily. “Io, status?”
‘The Admiral acknowledged our message, sir. Yvonne Dupuis will be arriving with the next shuttle.’
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“Ma chatounette, are you sure that this is wise?” Gerard worried, stroking his moustache more forcefully than usual as Yvonne packed an overnight bag as well as a larger duffel full of what portable medical equipment she had been able to put together over the course of an hour. It included an ultrasound machine the size of a vintage typewriter as well as standard PPE and the tools of a general practitioner. “No matter our intentions they will not understand what you are doing, and there is no greater threat than to their young. They have claws and talons, Yvonne!”
“And I will have a pistol as well as a Marine, mon loup. Shouldn’t you be figuring out how to produce a viable method to map xDNA genomes?” Yvonne suggested, zipping up her medical bag and sashaying over to her husband, dressed in clothing much more reasonable for a trip to the surface than a one piece jumpsuit. His nervous face softened as she pressed her body against his. “You have been given the chance of a lifetime, Gerard. We even have a field camp set up next to a thermal hot spot. I am sure your heat-resistant x-polymerase is just waiting for you!”
“And until I have the means of extracting an appropriate polymerase from our new furry allies or the microbes of the planet I will continue to worry for you, Yvonne. You know as well as I do that x-nucleotides fluoresce. A simple recalibration of our sequencing hardware should suffice, which leaves me even more time to worry. Though I suppose new anchor sequences will be needed as well. Perhaps there is a way to shorten the length given the increased information density of xDNA itself…”
“And this is why I love you,” Yvonne laughed delightfully, leaving a feathery kiss just below his facial hair. “But you know how difficult this journey has been for me, Gerard.”
“And that is precisely why I intend to burden you with the guilt born of my worry before stepping aside and allowing you to depart for the shuttle bay,” he assured her with a sly smile. “Do you know who your first patient will be?”
“Her name is Asha. All Natori would say is that she is a friend of Alice’s brother. And you know better than to ask!” She insisted, swatting him lightly on the chest and collecting her bags. Gerard moved swiftly to cut her off.
“Ah ah ah, ma chatounette. I will be taking those,” he insisted, taking up her things and making to escort her to the shuttle bay. “Should I expect you for dinner?”
“In all likelihood, oh husband of mine,” she cooed, taking satisfaction in the sight of him lifting heavy things for her. “While I will not miss those jumpsuits, I do not expect I will simply be welcomed with open arms. I may not even conduct an examination today. I am to meet with the village’s midwife, or perhaps chief midwife. I am unsure. That tale, at least, you will hear upon my return.”
“I look forward to it with rapturous anticipation,” Gerard declared as they reached the tube station nearest to their berth. He set her effects down gently and embraced her once more. “I love you, Yvonne. Go make history, my dear. It is what we came here for.”
“I will go and care for my new patients,” the French matron corrected him, a glint of excitement in her eyes. “The papers will take care of themselves.”
“I suppose this is why our children ended up so well adjusted,” Gerard laughed. Yvonne ran a finger over the wrinkles that marked the creases of his face. There were far more in the places he laughed than frowned.
“And you are the reason they are humble.”
“Tell Alice I wish her well when you see her,” he requested.
“Of course Gerard. Do not get too lonely now.”
“Perish the thought my dear. I have one blood sample left from the young Cauthan lad. Perhaps I will take a gander at his red blood cells, assuming he has any!” With a final peck on the lips, Gerard assisted his wife into the waiting transportation pod, handing her the bags next. When she was ready the door closed shut and the two waved goodbye as Cassia’s voice announced the departure of the pod. The interaction had Gerard scratching his head as he turned and headed for the mess hall, a light lunch on his mind before returning to the laboratories. “I really must get to the bottom of that rumor. She does sound a bit more…Germanic of late.”
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“Yvonne Dupuis, I assume?” Pilot Cromwell asked politely as a buxom, black-haired woman floated gracefully from the entrance of the hangar to just beside her shuttle.
“I am indeed. This is the shuttle to the village?” Yvonne requested, the distinction made necessary thanks to the handful of sorties that now headed to the nascent research facility at Kel’s Forge.
“The one and only Mara Express,” Cromwell affirmed proudly. “I think the locals have started to recognize me now, so I’m the one to keep going down there. That's all you’re bringing?”
“I anticipate returning this evening,” Yvonne clarified. Cromwell nodded, gesturing to the open hatch.
“Understood. Hop on in and feel free to set your things with the rest of the supplies. Alice always seems to need something or other.”
“Brilliant and eccentric,” Yvonne confirmed, stepping into the shuttle and securing her baggage before strapping herself into her seat. Cromwell walked past her and took her position in the cockpit, closing the exterior doors and spinning up the engines.
“This is Pilot Cromwell to the bridge. Passenger secured. Requesting clearance for take off.”
“Granted,” came the voice of a watch-stander. “Loading your entry telemetry now.”
“Thanks. Cromwell out,” the pilot replied, cutting the feed and pushing brick off the floor of the hangar. As she eased the shuttle out past the force field, she struck up conversation with her solitary passenger. “So what’s your story, madam?”
“I was brought aboard to offer care to children and infants. With none left following the change in mission, I find myself in the position of possibly tending to the Cauthan. A great deal remains to be seen.”
Cromwell whistled long and loud as the main thrusters engaged and began pushing them towards the surface. “You’re going to have your hands full. Those feathered teddy bears are full of energy, and their parents watch you like a hawk the moment they get close to you. But MacGregor has one hanging off him almost every time I see him now, couldn’t be that bad. Best of luck to you.”
“Thank you very much, Pilot. What else can you tell me about this village?” Yvonne inquired, her tablet open and active in her lap.
“You’re asking the wrong person. I’ve never been on the inside. I’m sure Alice and Lachlan will be there when we touch down; they can fill you in. I’m just the chauffeur,” Cromwell said, making light of her own role in the exploration of Mara.
“We all play our part,” Yvonne agreed.
“Who knows, maybe I’ll chat up one of those guards before the window closes later today?” Cromwell suggested. “Hang on to your things, it looks like clouds and rain below. Turbulence might last a bit longer than normal.”
Yvonne did as instructed, clasping her tablet tightly and shutting her eyes. She breathed deeply as the jostling of re-entry gave way to the turbulence of the clouds that were blanketing the forests and plains below with a summer rainstorm. “Is it always like this?”
“Nope, first day of rain I’ve flown through down here. You sure picked it.”
“I did not pick it,” Yvonne insisted. “But it will be good to get the bad luck out of the way before touching down.”
If Cromwell had any thoughts on luck when it came to the Cauthan, she kept them to herself. After only a couple more minutes they had a visual on the village, and soon after Yvonne was embraced by a rather soggy Alice Winters, who had come to greet her under the protection of the open shuttle door. Behind her stood Lachlan MacGregor the Marine escort, and a female Cauthan unknown. It was clear enough that the young Cauthan in the Marine’s hands belonged to her. The ‘feathered teddy bear’ in question was sheltering under a leather cloak far too large for him, but he paid it no mind as he gazed at the shuttle, his curiosity not dampened by the weather.
“Uttle!” Ursol clamored as Cromwell emerged from the cockpit and waved playfully at him. He pawed back at the vehicle, excited by the sounds and moving parts.
“That’s ‘shuttle’, young fluffy lad. Just because yer mum is off work doesn’t mean you get to slack around on yer words. Aren’t ye gonna be five soon?”
Alice watched Yvonne with a smile a mile wide. “Aren’t they precious?” The matronly Frenchwoman did her best to remain reserved and composed as a handful of Cauthan assembled at the gates, looking on with curiosity and skepticism.
“He is the most delightful bundle of fluff I have ever seen.”
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2020.04.09 03:20 Osanathrows A recreation/vision of all ten rivals.

If I had to make ten rivals with real Japanese names, and a back story here's what it would be. (Not all backstories will be realistic but I'll do my best to them likeable.) Also one new persona.
The new persona would be the "Greedy" Persona it would be around a few different students but as long you have the money you could pay them to do anything as long it's not murder or hiding bodies.
You can pay them money to... Pretend to be a heartbroken love interest/boyfriend of the rival.
You can pay them money to: make a huge distraction. (But think of this one as three strikes and the student is expelled use so be careful with how much use this distraction.)
You can pay them money to.. Spy on your rival and they will bring back info on them.
Instead of Osana Najimi- We now have Amaya Eto. Senpai's childhood best friend. Her persona would be sweet, gentle, and bashful. It's clear she has a crush on Senpai but she's painfully shy this is her week to make things perfect. She would also have a beautiful voice and she would be a backup singer in the music club. During her week would be her events would be trying to actually romance Taro. Her five attempts would be the following. 1. She'd make a lunch picnic for him by the cherry blossom tree. 2. She'd record her own voice singing him a love song and giving him the recording as a gift. 3. Go cloud gazing with Taro. 4. She'd have a dance with him in the music club. 5. Just before confessing love, she would write him a touching love letter telling him how she has felt for him all these years.
All the events could be sabotaged in two or three ways. Event one you could either taint the food, obviously poison Amaya killing her, you could pay a boy to walk up and pretend to be her boyfriend making Senpai upset.
Event two could be ruined by, recording Amaya saying nasty and replacing her love song with that or put in audio from an inappropriate film/song.
Event three could be ruined by the following. Once again you could just pay a boy to pretend to be her heartbroken boyfriend, earlier in the day you could steal Amaya's phone and pretending to be her saying your sick/unable to make it to their date (Also you could dump her phone anywhere it doesn't make sense you could only leave it at the student's desk... Ugh.) Which would later cause an argument between the two because he stood her up, the third way would be putting sleep aid in her lunch and making her sleep and miss there date he'd be mad because she stood him up.
Event four could be ruined by either: sitting up traps to make them fall down during their dance or switching out the playlist to make an inappropriate song to play.
Event five: We mimic her handwriting making her love letter look mean and hateful toward Taro or change the start of the letter from "My Dearest Taro" Too... "My Dearest ____" and you enter another boy's name. Either way, Senpai will not meet her by the cherry blossom tree if you ruin all five events and the rival is rejected.
Amaya would have a dark secret. I'd like to think it's something simple like she got drunk (or her drink was spiked) at a party and did some embarrassing/shameful acts. You could pay info-chan for the video of her doing these things so we can bully hespread gossip about her.
All other elimination methods would work on her.
She would have long brown hair, blue eyes, she would be a tad taller then other girls in school, her stocking would be pink and she would have red ribbons in her hair.
Rival 2. Instead of Amai Odayaka we now have Emiko Kishi.
After the heartbreak of losing his best friend, Emiko asks him out for some coffee to cheer him up. After getting to know Taro a little she begins to form a little crush or so it would appear. Emiko would be a member of the drama club her life long dream is to be an award-winning actress. Her personality toward Senpai would be loving and sweet but on the inside, she's stuck up and snobby.
She's a vain girl at her heart who cares very much about her looks and image above everything else. She's a fantastic actress though because she hides her stuck up nature through a loving and caring act.
Dark Secret: She wants to date Senpai to make herself look better. Dating a boy who just had been through a heartbreak/tragedy would make her look good because she's saving him/lifting his spirits. She's using Senpai to both virtues single and raise her popularity to surpass Kizana or whatever drama club leader's real name is.
All elimination methods would work on her.
Her events would be pretty simplistic. Something like.. 1. A date at the movies. 2. A swim together in the school swimming pool. (a chance to drown her.) 3. A friendly game of checkers. 4. Reenacting a scene from Romeo and Juliet. (We have to sabotage the kiss.) 5. She recites a sonnet on stage confessing her love to Senpai.
Emiko would have long black hair, green eyes, she would wear red fingernail polish and red lipstick, she would have black stockings, and she'd wear diamond earrings. She'd wear a rose in her hair.
(I really don't like how all club members in the drama club have purple hair... so I am sure Emiko would stick out a bit.)
Rival 3 instead of Kizana Sunbu we now have Kami Bushida.
Senpai's family made a deal with Kami's family for their son to marry Kami. Whether it's because of a business merger or because they want Taro to be married into a respectable family. Kami transfers to Akademi high to get to know her future husband better as she absolutely refuses to marry him unless she knows they are compatible.
Her personality would be upbeat and excitable. She would also care deeply about the environment and try to make Taro just like her as in constantly recycling, making him become a vegan, etc... She would have some previous training in martial arts and she's a former track runner so she isn't all together defenseless and she's very fast. She's a senior in a high school in the same year as Taro so she would refer to him by his name instead of "senpai."
Dark secret: She secretly embezzled money from her father's company giving it to charity. As she disagrees with the way her father's company impacts the environment.
She would have short blonde hair, pale skin, blue eyes, she would wear simple white stockings with her school uniform. She would skip instead of walk and would never be seen without a smile on her face.
You could kill her, frame her, match make her, even befriend her and convince her Taro isn't the one helping Kami rebel even further against her family.. or you could make her go insane by putting dead animals in her locker, sitting fires at school in front of her, purposely doing things that ruin the environment.
Rival 4 instead of Oka Ruto we now have foreign exchange student and former child psychic... Cassandra Williams.
Her claim to fame is through ages four through twelve Cassandra has made several predictions about the future all of which have come true and some have yet to pass. At the age of twelve, she had a horrific vision of being stabbed death by a girl fitting Ayano's description. This vision was her last vision after that her psychic abilities have mysteriously vanished. She recently signed up for the student exchange program hoping to avoid her horrific fate.
She meets Taro one day after school she saw him looking down and lonely because of the past three weeks. Feeling horribly sorry for him she decided to befriend this boy as the weekend carried on she developed a little bit of a crush on him.
She is the newest member of the occult club. She knows who Ayano is and she's terrified of her. You can't talk to this rival. Befriending would be extremely difficult as she runs away at the mere sight of you.
Dark secret: She takes psychedelic drugs in a desperate attempt to bring back her former psychic abilities. As she has done research has read many articles linking drugs to other abilities such as ESP.
Looks: she has tan skin, dark brown hair, light purple eyes, she would wear dark purple stockings that would have various occult/religious symbols on them.
Rival five instead of Asu Rito we now have Jorii Bando.
She is Taro's crazy ex-girlfriend. As much I would like to call her a yandere there really is no "dere" to her. After hearing the events of the four weeks she comes back to school enraged that her ex-boyfriend so much looked at another girl much less four while she was away. (Completely not caring about the fact they're all either dead or out of the way somehow.) As Taro says, "Jorii we are no longer together." It doesn't matter. Things are over when she says they're over.
If you fail to stop her on Friday she will go insane and either drag Taro home with her where you will never see him again or she will take him to death with a murdesuicide.
You can't sabotage her events very well because she pretty much orders Senpai to do things. If you are caught standing around Taro for any longer then 10 seconds she will go batshit crazy stabbing you nemesis style.
All elimination methods are available to this girl. Except matchmaking would be extremely difficult. Befriending would include helping her go to therapy to get over her Taro obsession. (Which is very ironic to me.) But through going through the befriend method you will learn she doesn't suffer from an obsession but also a deep depression. Getting her expelled would be proving her violent nature to the guidance counselor.
Dark Secret: She has attempted to murder Taro's childhood friend Amaya. (Which you won't know unless you spared Amaya in week one.)
Looks: Turquoise hair that is back in braids, she wears pink fingernail polish, she has blue eyes, she wears yellow stockings along with her school uniform.
Rival six instead of Muja Kina we now have Tae Goda the newest assistant to the guidance counselor.
Is an eighteen-year-old psychology student who signed up to Akademi high as a learning experience to help people around her age with their emotional problems. Taro who has now been suffering for the past five weeks turns to help with guidance counselor's newest assistant. Taro himself begins to have a little bit of a crush on Tae if not stopped by Friday Taro will confess his love to her and she will not turn him down as he has suffered enough.
Personality: Sweet, caring, she's an bookworm, sometimes she can be so engrossed in a book she wouldn't care about anything else around her.
When she's not with Taro she's almost always in the office with the guidance counselor.
She has black hair that's put neatly into a bun, she wears glasses, she has light brown eyes, she wears a professional uniform that comes with the job of assisting the guidance counselor.
Dark Secret: To help pay for student loans she secretly takes part in compensated dating.
Once again all elimination methods are useable on this rival.
Rival seven instead of Mida Rana (Ugh..) We now have Kimiko Yamada. Senpai's mother who has taken the opportunity to become a substitute teacher in her son's class.
If not stopped by Friday she will convince her son to swear off all love interests for a while until she finds the "proper" match for him. (She will take an almost instant dislike of Ayano when she asked to do her task.) It seems nobody is good enough for her little boy.
Looks: She will have the same hair and eye color the player has given Senpai. She will be wearing a teacher's uniform and just look as professional as she can.
Dark Secret: Her marriage to Taro's father is on the rocks and it appears as she's been emotionally cheating on her husband as he has been cold and distant lately.
All elimination methods are available to her except killing her will take one of the biggest tolls to Senpai's sanity. For matchmaking you have two options you can befriend Senpai's father and help him rekindle his marriage to his wife or you can help the man who she's been emotionally cheating with to convince her to leave her husband. (Either way, she'll be eliminated. But in my opinion either option might make a slight change to the ending and how Senpai views his mother.) You can befriend her by charming Kimiko over and making yourself the perfect match for her little boy. (Which after week 10 she will help you with your love confession.)
Rival Eight instead of Osoro Shidesu we now have Sagan Tanaka. He has had a crush on Ayano since they were children however Ayano has never felt the same.
During the past eight weeks you discovered your phone has been bugged and a certain someone from your past has been listening to your activities for the past eight weeks and he is not happy about it. So he decides to take manners into his own hands. If he can have you neither can Taro. If not stopped by Friday he will kill Taro dispose of the body.
His events will revolve around him trying to get Senpai alone/befriend him and gain his trust. So you will need to act fast.
Dark secret: He is three years older then you and he has been held back in school how he made it into a prestigious school is due to his parents bribing the headmaster. However, Ayano is a bit unaware of this secret because always assumed he was just a larger kid when she was growing up.
You can matchmake him his suitor is a girl (a senior) who has a strong resemblance to Ayano. You can try to convince to just be friends (but this takes a ton of effort as he is obsessed with you.) Ayano can find a way to turn him into the police proving he's been stalking hetrying to kill Taro. You can accept his love confession (which will make him leave Taro alone) and become his girlfriend for a day or two before either killing him or being the worst girlfriend you can be to force him to see this relationship would never work.
He has brown hair, yellow eyes, he wears glasses, he's taller than any of the other boys in school, he wears a standard male school uniform.
Rival nine instead of Hanako Yamada you now have Senapi's twin sister Taeko Yamada. (Unless you choose Taeko as your Senpai then her twin brother Taro is now the rival. With that said I believe if you chose Taeko one of the Rival's would be switched up like Kami would be a guy and the ex Jorii would have dated Taeko in this timeline instead of Taro it was stated Taeko is bisexual anyway. )
After seeing their sibling come home week after week heartbroken they will transfer schools to be there for their twin sibling. They have dreams of traveling the world graduation after seeing their twin sibling either heartbroken from all the losses or mentally scared they decided to their twin must come with them as traveling the world together will be a great experience and their twin can take a much-needed break from love.
If not stopped by Friday Senpai will take up their twin's offer and not date anyone and promise travel the world with their twin.
The twins are almost always together so it'd be hard separating them. Taeko or Taro for some mysterious reason will have a bunch of suitors following them around. (As both an obstacle and as a play as there would have been role in this game attracting love interests like crazy.) One of their suitors would be your long lost cousin Yandere-Kun.
Looks: Taeko or Taro would have the same looks you gave to Senpai to match their twin.
If you kill them you will have to then fight your cousin to death. If you matchmake them you better choose to help out family or else the suitors will keep dying. Killing Senpai's twin will take huge damage to Senpai's sanity. (Especially if they just lost their mother in week seven the insanity will go even greater.)
Week ten instead of Megami Saikou we now have one of two options.
If there have been zero deaths in the game you have taken a 100% pacifist route. You will be greeted with Aiya Ono. (The headmaster's younger sister's child so her last name isn't Shuyona.) She has come to Akademi high against her uncle's wishes and had an instant connection to Senpai once meeting Senpai.
Aiya would be challenging as she will be the headmaster's niece. When not in class or with Senpai she will almost always be ordered to her uncle's office for protection against Ayano. She will be accompanied by the student council escorting her to the headmaster's office. Since you have taken the pacifist route however she will not believe her uncle's beliefs about you and try to give you a benefit of a doubt when you do her five tasks. However, she's almost always just in or outside her uncle's office and there will always be obstacles around her.
All elimination methods will work on her you just have to get her away from her uncle. Unlike Megami, she has a weakness you have to figure it out. If not stopped by Friday she will confess her love to Senpai under the cherry tree.
Dark secret: She had a baby at a very early age that she has put up for adoption.
(Because honestly, you can't defeat something that is perfect with zero weakness. Especially if they can break all your bones in your body. Be surrounded by both student council and fully trained male bodyguards I know it's been stated several times on the Yandere simulator Reddit. (I think it was even stated somewhere Megami will have a food tester so we can't poison her.) For level ten having weakness "none" is stupid you have to defeat them somehow if it bleeds it can die in my onion. Even the hardest final boss on any other video game has at least have one weakness to them! Ugh. )
Anyway, she would have long brown hair, green eyes, she wears green stockings, and she has green hair clips in her hair.
Now if by week ten there have been deaths in the game you instead of Aiya you will meet an undercover cop, Kayo Akino.
She's a cop who posed as a student to befriend Senpai and try to romance him. To see if either Senpai is the killer or if the real killer will come out and show his/herself. She has two male bodyguards who are also undercover cops on school grounds ready to attack you if you get to close to their partner Kayo. She is fully trained, she carries a weapon, she has two undercover cops at the school who are ready to take you down.
She has black hair, brown eyes, she's considered beautiful, highly intelligent and always very aware of her surroundings. She'd be in a standard school girl uniform carrying a weapon in her bookbag for protection.
As Kayo gets to know Senpai by having deep discussions with them Kayo will start to sympathize and feel bad for him. Since they both have such a strong sense of justice she will see potential in Senpai and by Friday she will convince him to join the police force and stop at nothing until they find the real killer bringing them to justice. When he accepts this he will no longer want to find romance but instead will reject every woman who would come along.
Tell me what you think of my little revision here. Like it? Hate it? Also tell me how would you remake the rivals if you could. It always annoyed me that they were club leaders I much rather them be a club member then a leader. But anyway I thought I'd share this.
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2019.11.09 11:34 Jilli-Bean86 [FN] Tender Fitness

A light flutter in my tummy, I always was nervous on first days. Today was the first day to my new gym. I looked over at my gym back with the flyer on sitting on top. I reach over and grab it looking over it again. Tender Fitness, a gym where you can be embracing what you want to be and do so safely. A picture of men, all dressed femininity working out in a class. Not sure how you want to look, our staff is happy to help you find your true self. Low on funds? We have you covered. With our in house work program you can work here, in exchange for classes and credit for new supplies. New member orientation is held every Monday.
I rolled back over looking at it repeatedly pondering how it was going to be, who was going to be there? I have always wanted to be more female vs masculine. I never was a good man. I was gay, not that I didn’t try to date females, it was just not for me. I find them lovely and beautiful but in the I am jealous of them way. I may as well go over there now encase the class fills up fast.
It was only a few years after the fall of one of the worst presidents in American history. Most people were thinking we were on the brink of the purge, or something like that. The people took charge and made the states better again. “Oh no! Brain you will not wonder today.” I say to myself. I always had a bad habit of letting my mind wander and then not do what I wanted to. Almost like talking my self out of it. I got out of bed just in a nightie, and wondered to the closet to change out, looking back at my bad.
I slipped into yoga pants and a crop top tank shirt both pink. My wrist, with a flick of wrist I look at my smartwatch for the notification, “Have a great day honey, I will see you when I get out of work. Sorry again I had to leave early for work and didn’t get to see you off <3. “ It was from my boyfriend. My checks flushed and I sprinted over to my phone on the nightstand. I never failed to send promptly to him. We met together years ago; however, I was still deep in the closet.
“I Love you and know you have to that early morning meeting for the new merger you oversee. I am just getting up and about to head out. Let you know when I get there. <3 <3” One quick picture to show him what I am wearing. I slide my phone into my back pocket and head out to the gym.
I got there with little issues and was just sitting in the parking lot. It was grand building, the cardio machines facing out to the city and street. I could see a wide range of men and some females only later I would find out that was wrong assumption. I took a deep breath and grabbed my bag and phone form the dock on the dash. I placed my keys in the side pocket of the gym bag as I locked the car.
“Welcome to Tender Fitness, is this your first day?” The voice from someone with a clipboard standing by the door. They were wearing short shorts, showing their smooth tan legs, and a light blue tee shirt with a logo for the gym on it. The word staff written under it. I just nodded, with a smile then moved an arm around me and led me to the presentation room. “Name Hun?”
“Oh, I am Tristan. Tristan Williams.”
They looked at their clip board and scribbled on it, looking up at me. “So do you know what you want to work towards or would you like to go through the interview process? IF you do not know you can always answer at a later time.”
“Um just more feminine in shape and looks.” I shrugged my shoulders as I did so.
“Hmmm, okay there are a few things you noted you were interested in. These are not in the orientation. While you are at the orientation, I will draft up the information and dates for the one on one sessions for seeing a therapist and getting a Doctor visit slated after that for operation. This facility works with a highly dedicated team, from all over the world. Are there any days you can not be scheduled for consultation?”
“Just not on the weekends, I am a stay at home um wife I guess.”
“Say no more, that is more common now a days, is your partner here with you today or?”
“No they are at work aggressive merger.”
“Well I will make note, this is joint effort when there is a partner and we want to make sure both of you are include in all the decisions and allow to show progress reports as well. That way you get an extra boost when he?” a pause and a raised eyebrow as they looked at me.
“Yes he.” Flutter in my hear and a light blush on my cheeks I could feel the warmth.
“You must be very happy together.” A smile on their face as I blushed again and nodded. “Ok so we like to provide progress reports to him that way you get that extra push and rush when he gives you praise. We found this helps with those who have lower self-esteem or were hurt in the past.”
“Wow that is actually amazing. Can I text to let him know he can come on over if he gets a chance?”
“Yes please, go head the class is about to start. Then a tour of the facility.” Okay Tristan have a good day and see you after the class.”
With that I noticed I was just outside of where the first class would be. I walked in and saw bout six people in there all a wide range of people. Some were transitioning to the new them, there was a table with markers and name badges. I grabbed one and moved to make I noticed a spot for a name and gender role preference, I put Tristan, and placed it on my chest, and sent a quick text letting him know I was in glass and was he was invited to come over form part of the orientation process.
I walked around for a bit, and then the lights started to dim, we all moved to the center and placed our bags under out chairs and moved out phone out of sight and on vibrate. Then they started the opening speech.
“Welcome to the first step to happiness with yourself, from now on know this is a safe space and that everyone here is here of their own free will. You can be you and embrace who you want to be. For some of you, you know that the world was not and still at time is not the best of places. Here it is different. Here you can follow you heart and be who you want to be. We offer a wide range of services. Some come with membership cost, others can be ran against your insurance while the others will have to be purchased. We offer a cutting edge in house, work program, for those of you who do not make enough money for anything there.” The room was silent and there was just one person on the stage. They were very feminine and if I would not have known would have thought they were born a woman.
“I am Kimberly and I am this facility head. I transitioned long ago in the darker times, not to be confused with the darkest times. I like so many of you now, once had so many questions, from what do I wear, how do I work out now? How do I wear makeup? That was the same for the founder Janet. She made this company and knowing that others would need this. Wanting to know how to do things now differently and offering the service.” Another stunning female was presented on a static shot on a screen. My watch vibrated, I looked at It with a flick of my wrist. “I will be there soon babe; I just finished my meeting it all went well. I love you darling. <3” Like always my hear melted.”
“Some of you may have husbands, wives, or a boyfriend or girlfriend. We believe in providing updates like a progress report, to them. This has showed that you will get a boost in accomplishment and keep striving forward. We also have dedicated spaces for you to work out with each other or with other groups, free of charge with membership.” Images of the different locations were on there and the thought of me and Jeffery working out just made my heart shake and my tummy flutter. A few of the other had the same kina feeling some ever were blushing. “Now we are going to a walk of the place showing you what you will be able to do here.” The lights slowly came back one, and we all stood. “Leave your bags here if you want the room will not be bothered until we come back.
It took my breath away, there was a pool, spa, hair and beauty salon. There was outdoor tracks and courts. Everyone was warm and happy; staff members were around everywhere some were on the program I found out later, they had light pink shirts. There was a shopping section, with a wide range of clothes, shoes and accessories all for gym life. Their brand name made me snicker with I saw it. Gym Bunnies a logo of anthropomorphic bunny with winking lifting a weight. They had a huge shower room, with rain shower heads, to standard, and some hot tubes. No one was excluded here, and sometimes I saw some members showing how to wrap a towel, or how-to best wash hair. The last was the best in my opinion, there was a lounge area, just filled with free to borrow books and magazines. There were rooms along the walls in this room, for classes. Some people were showing others how to wear makeup or helping them plan out something maybe an event.
We started to file back into the room and as I got close my wrist again vibrated, “Just pulling in I will be in the lobby waiting on you babe! <3” I flushed again, I didn’t pay much attention to the last part as they went over popular packages, that they offered. It was not until I was tapped on the shoulder that I registered that the class was over, and it was the person and that was helping me when I got in with Jeffrey.
“I think this is yours.” They said to me with a wink and smile. I blushed deeply and nodded.
“Hey Tristy. How is your day going honey” He said arms wide open for me waiting on my embrace to wrap them around me. He toward a good foot over me, between a dad bod and jock out of practice. I made a small jump into his arms and as I did, he embraced me with his large arms, wrapping around and holding me. Kissing me in the check and neck and small spin.
“Oh honey it was good. This is a really good place and I am glad I am going to be here. I am so happy I got to see you today.” I kissed him square on the lips. His beard ticked me with the light roughness to it. His hand slides up and down my back and grazed my ass in just the most playful of ways.
“Well if you two are ready we can head on to my office and get you set for your wonderful journey here.” Came from the staff member, Jeff set me down and I grabbed my bag he took it from me and interlocked his hand with mine as we followed behind the staff member. I know I was not paying attention, but words escaped my mouth here and there as I did.
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2019.10.19 18:01 autotldr Trump told models in dressing gowns "OK now ladies, drop 'em" in front of first wife Ivana, new book claims

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A new book claims that President Donald Trump once told a group of models wearing dressing robes to "Drop 'em" in front of his first wife Ivana.
The incident allegedly took place in the early 1980s backstage at a fashion show in New York, according to the book All The President's Women: Donald Trump and the Making of a Predator, an extract of which was published by The Guardian on Saturday.
"Since his campaign, Trump has already faced allegations from nearly two dozen women," an edited extract from the book published in The Guardian reads.
The story of the alleged backstage incident in New York was told to the authors by former model NaKina Carr who was working a runway show for Dominican-American fashion designer Oscar de la Renta in the early '80s. Carr said she was backstage in the models' dressing room when somebody shouted, "Put your robes on, here he comes!".
Carr, a Texas native who was 21 years old at the time and new to New York, said she had "No idea" what was going on, recounting that all the models promptly put on their dressing robes.
Carr claims that Trump then walked in "As if he owned the place" with his wife Ivana-who was pregnant at the time-following behind him.
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