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2021.10.19 06:46 IMXToadz IMXToadz

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IMX Toadz FAQs
The first of its kind collection of 6969 Toadz on ImmutableX (IMX)! IMX is a new platform which runs on the ETH blockchain. All NFTs traded on ImmutableX are completely carbon neutral.
Here are some questions we often see being asked by the community:
Q: How much is the mint?
A: The mint will be 0.069 ETH for everyone.
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A: We will announce this soon. Please stay tuned!
Q: How many can I mint if I'm whitelisted?
A: Whitelisters will be able to mint 2 Toadz during the presale.
Q: How many can I mint in the public sale?
A: You can mint up to 5 Toadz in the public sale.
Q: How do I mint?
A: Minting and whitelisted presale will take place on our website (our devs are currently working hard to complete our website). You must have ETH in your Metamask wallet to mint.
Q: Random minting
A: All Toadz will be minted randomly. Everyone has a shot at minting a rare Toad.
Q: Rarity ranking
A: Rarity guides and ranking will be released after mint.
Q: Initial allocation to community/DAO wallet
A: 5% of initial sale will be allocated to our community/DAO wallet to chart our future direction: Long-term staking, charity, supporting the growth of IMX ecosystem, DAO venture capital, etc. Through a future voting system, the community/DAO wallet will allow IMX Toadz holders to decide whether (and how) to use these ETH, or to HODL them.
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2021.10.19 06:46 doggolover1900 Basic Economy

So for basic economy I understand I can only have a backpack or something that goes under the seat and can not have an overhead bin bag. But if I want to put my personal item in the overhead, can I ? Am I physically allowed to use the bins on a BE ticket? I just prefer to put it up rather than at my feet.
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2021.10.19 06:46 wadsadawsd Sam is a homeless neanderthol time traveler heres why

Sam is a homeless neanderthol time traveler heres why
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2021.10.19 06:46 Scary-Bell1567 das

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2021.10.19 06:46 spillingtea472 [Academic] Market research for a business class (everyone, especially tea drinkers)

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2021.10.19 06:46 faxattack Migration vs alt disk install

When going from 7.1 to 7.2 its called a migration according to docs.
You can do this by booting to the install media as well as an alt disk SP upgrade with NIM.
Is there any differenece between these two methods?
The NIM flags are the same as an SP upgrade on alt disk?
My understanding is that when you boot from the install media and do a migration, it helps you copying the old data just like an alt disk clone with NIM?
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2021.10.19 06:46 darkNnerdgy looking to trade or sell

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2021.10.19 06:46 Large_Team1573 saw this template so I had to

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2021.10.19 06:46 dyne-nine ITAP of my neighbor.

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2021.10.19 06:46 lazarbimm Pets keep disappearing.

Hi , I play on mcpe, as you see on title my pets keep despawning .
a week ago my sheeps I got disappeared then I brought a house it also . I play with my friends I asked if any of them killed them but they say they didn’t 2 days ago I was playing with one of my friend I tamed a wolf and gave it a name with a name tag and we got 8 villager next morning I log on all of the villager are gone.
I’m sure he didn’t kill them because he’s the one who brought the villagers . Can someone explain why my pet keep disappearing? My wolf is also gone same to 2 iron golems I made . also a new horse I brought I’m not sure why they are gone .
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2021.10.19 06:46 CompassWithHat Top Lasgun: Leniency

FIRST CHAPTER PREVIOUS CHAPTER
Ryan Kennedy and Aoibhinn McDermott watched in awe and faint arousal, respectively, as Hrab’ladha sat down a trio of high power, high status and high ego nobles and through the use of blunt language, legal babble, and threats of “Economic Coercion” browbeat the nobles into submission.
Without even needing to lean on the three terrifying Commandos standing behind her, the Senior Investigator forced three nobles whose previous relationship with the Imperium was holding a gun to a Senior Drill Instructor to force an exercise through to confess to crime after crime after crime. And the thing that really made the two Pilots respect the utterly terrifying tax lady in front of them? She then also brought out evidence proving they weren’t confessing to false things under duress and were simply telling her what she already knew.
It was almost anticlimactic as these nobles confessed to hunting the pair of pilots from their time at 773 to their enlistment in Patrol and all through the training, following them and using their connections to try and pin them down. Suggesting their progeny, their allies, and those they have blackmail on would constantly attack the pair in class and out of it, trying to make them slip up in a final way. All because they shot down a single gunship in a war.
That single declaration to a room full of soldiers caused the two pilots to stiffen before relaxing after seeing Cenywyn’s approving nod and hearing the Senior Agent’s words.
“I feel I shouldn’t need to remind you, but it speaks volumes about my faith in your cognitive ability that I must. That was war. That was conquest and a violent invasion of another planet, dress it up as liberation or subsumption as much as you want. There were soldiers on both sides fighting and dying. I don’t feel I need to inform you that blood status only counts for so much in the field of honor.”
She begins to pace back and forth in front of the collected nobles. “Skill matters significantly more than blood, than heritage, than right. Skill and luck. And it seems these pilots have both. Which makes it all the more galling your mistress has decided to attempt to illegally remove them from the Imperium’s pool of expertise. And without paying the requisite fees to acquire Imperial Forces for your own personal use. Two strikes, dearies.” The Agent says with a smile.
“Now, I have taken the liberty of relieving you of your communication systems and am in the process of sending a message to your mistress. You three, on the other hand, will be transferred to I-TAD headquarters for processing.” Senior Agent Hrab’ladha snapped her fingers and the Commandos swiftly and efficiently untied and then handcuffed the three nobles and frogmarched them out of the command center while the haughty idiots gaped open mouthed at the sheer disrespect they were being shown. “Well, now that’s done, I think we can end this little fracas. You two pilots, I want a full debrief by tonight. Senior Drill Matron, we can talk in your office. Let’s make sure these charges stick.”
Cenywyn never wanted to smoke. She came into the service with excuses on her lips about bad lungs, wanting to keep up stamina, addictive personalities.
She could clearly remember the first time she smoked was after a mission that went exceedingly well. No pilots lost and the Wing barely even had to show their weapons to scare away the pirates nosing up to her small convoy.
She threw up in front of the spacers she was supposed to lead and coughed up half a lung causing them to laugh at her.
The second time she smoked was when half the Wing came back in body bags and the rest were left in the void between the stars after a mercenary group hired by a rival merchant family jumped them mid refueling. She couldn’t stand to listen to the Mother say prayers for the dead without doing something, so she left the room, lit up a cigarette, and cried.
Senior Drill Matron Cenywyn didn’t remember the third time she smoked.
She stood outside the Communications bunker and looked up at the stars. The sun had set hours ago and even though she could still faintly hear angry words from the inside of the bunker, the work and interrogations were well over.
She brought the herbal stick up to her lips and breathed in, the ember on the end flickering as the smoke flowed down into her lungs, the familiar bite of smoke barely even stirring her body anymore. She tapped the end against a tusk as she stared into the sky and began to name the constellations. Not that she knew them, it was an old game she and Talfyn would play. Naming the stars in the sky and making up stories for the imaginary lines between them, something to whisper to each other when they were on long patrols in their Interceptor before promotions grounded them forever.
It wouldn’t be hard, a tap a few contacts, manufacture a scandal, get busted down a rank or two and she could lead a Wing again.
Maybe she could bring her class, find a good ship with a good captain to get herself assigned to. Keep the humans, keep the Senthe, keep the Gearschilde. Reclaim her Interceptor from storage and bring it out. Wear her scarf with pride once more instead of as part of a uniform.
She breathed out a cloud of green tinged smoke into the humid air.
“Fuck,” she muttered. The Void was calling and it was getting hard and harder to turn it down. How long has it been since she matched wits and skills against someone else? How long has it been since she’s dueled an equal? How long has it been since she lost someone to combat?
She breathed in the smoke again, the familiar drugs settling her nerves and calming the shakes in her hands.
She stared out into those stars and yearned.
Lady Shanxi Orlon, head of the Orlon Dynasty, was not having a good day.
Her messenger ship was late.
She had left strict instructions that she was to be kept up to date on every little thing happening with her… work in the Patrol Academy and with so much on the line, a delay of hours could mean disaster.
It was risky staying in one spot like this for too long. It invited attacks from her rivals through ‘pirates’. Already there was a wrecked hulk resting in the void, all that remained of a ‘Debt Collector’ thinking the merchant vessel would be easy prey.
“As if.” The Head of House Orlon muttered to herself, staring at a camera pointed towards the jump point.
The messenger ship was late.
Finally the sensors picked up the familiar spike in graviton activity indicating a jump was inbound and as the tiny ship appeared in a warp of spacetime, Shanxi Orlon hammered the button to open video communications. “Well? She demanded, you’re late. What do you have to say for yourself?” It was only after those words left her lips did the Shil’vati Noble realize the person standing across from her wasn’t the captain of the messenger ship, but a fierce woman wearing the combat armor of I-TAD.
She was smiling.
“This message is a courtesy due to your position as the head of an Imperial Noble Family. You are being investigated for Treason, Attempted Assassination, Attempted Assassination of an active duty member of the Shil’vati Military, Subversion of Active Duty servicembers of the Shil’vati Military… oh and tax evasion.” She spoke with an odd cadence, trying to both rush and not rush herself. Her eyes kept flickering off screed, did this ametuer not have her intimidating speech memorized?
“Now hear me-” Shanxi began before getting cut off by the I-TAD lady.
“No, hear me. You are advised to stand down, blow all concealment panels, vent all Hydrogen Fuel and turn off your engines.” She replied with cruel enjoyment.
“Or what? You’re just a messenger ship!” Shanxi Orlon shouted back, hand already moving to signal general quarters.
The I-TAD agent held up four fingers.
Three fingers.
Two fingers.
One finger.
No fing- the jump alarms screamed as time and space rippled and discharged six Navy Frigates flashing I-TAD IFF’s.
The tax lady smiled. “That.”
It wasn’t a nice smile.
“Ssso then you got sssaved by Commandosss?” Slithers asked from next to Cookie. She was wrapped around a small thermal pylon she bought with her money a few months ago, about the same time Cookie got his weighted blanket shipped in, actually.
“Yeah.” Ryan Kennedy said, leaning up against the Senthe and sipping a mug of a strange Shil drink. It was like Hot Chocolate, but using the bitterest, darkest chocolate you could find mixed with a sharp spice and drowned in tea. All the spice would probably have had him coughing up a lung if the bitterness didn't make it feel like his throat was closing up. It wasn’t… the worst thing Cookie had ever drank, but it’s been fifteen minutes since he grabbed it from the commissary shelves and he wasn’t even a quarter of the way through it. “She appeared out of nowhere with her whole silent badass thing, scared the daylights out of the Interior Cadet, the cadet ran, I put a knife through the cadet’s leg, and then things went fuzzy since the adrenaline started wearing off.”
Except that wasn’t the truth. He could remember everything that happened that night with perfect clarity. But some of the things that were shouted by the nobles, said to get the I-TAD to look the other way were slightly inconvenient for all parties involved to know, so Milk and Cookie were encouraged to have fuzzy memories.
He remembered everything. He remembered how the knife sunk in deep to the woman, no, the girl’s leg. She couldn’t have been older than 19 in Shil age. Nothing but a teenager playing soldier and doing the dirty deeds of someone else.
He remembered her scream as her leg touched down and the blade tore what it did not cut, how the leg just collapsed sideways with a squish. He remembered her screaming as she dropped her rifle to the side and cried, pawing at her leg until she was silenced by a single shot from the Commando.
He remembered seeing her later missing that same leg. Quick setting infarction he was told, they had to amputate and she’ll need a new leg. Not a problem, they said, it happens sometimes.
But he still remembered the girl sitting on her bed crying into the shoulder of her comrade as soldiers stood guard around her and as her leg was thrown into an incinerator.
Maybe it was because he was older. He was 29 when the war ended and in his mid 30s when he put a knife through a kid’s leg.
Maybe it was because he had seen these injuries cripple his friends and comrades. Maybe it was because he’s been the shoulder being cried on. Maybe it’s because he still feels the twinge in his leg from a botched parachute landing.
Maybe it’s because he’s not used to hearing them screaming.
But this… Ryan Kennedy didn’t think this night will be leaving him anytime soon.
Slithers seemed to realize what was going on his head and she uncoiled from the thermal pilot and wrapped around Cookie, resting her head on his shoulder. He leaned against her and they sat there silently, sipping at beverages neither wanted to drink and watching the stars travel overhead.
And that was where they were found in the morning, when the time came to return to cadet life.
“She should be shot!”
“Victory comes with some leniency.”
“Victory? Is that what you call it? She threw her fleet at the enemy without care for their livelihoods!”
“And she was able to rally them into that same suicidal charge. She’s a leader and valuable. I don’t think I need to remind you about what is happening in the Periphery. If we get rid of her.”
“Hang your future predictions and hang her!”
“No. We will not.”
“You.”
“Me. The decision is no longer in your hands. Captain Roshal is being transferred to Patrol and given command of a patrol carrier. Where she will remain until we have a need of her skills. Is that Understood?”
“Yes Champion.”
“Yes Champion.”
“I knew you were reasonable women. The Empress will be pleased that her Glaives are still obeyed.”
And so we end this arc and begin the next. We'll have a brief bit of epilogue where I continue the setup for the next arc, but good news. We're finally out of training and I can begin getting back to character stuff!
Anyway, please comment, I love to hear your thoughts.
[NEXT CHAPTER]
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2021.10.19 06:46 Eskel1346 “Let’s talk about human wrongs”

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2021.10.19 06:46 craban89 Stormcasters

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2021.10.19 06:46 lil_shavacodo Windows pc with usb c monitor

hello!
I'm building a PC for creative work and was wondering how i would connect it to a monitor with only a USB-c port? would it work from the USB-c port on the motherboard or do i need an adapter?
[PCPartPicker Part List](https://au.pcpartpicker.com/list/LZcZt8)

Type|Item|Price
:----|:----|:----
**CPU** | [AMD Ryzen 9 5950X 3.4 GHz 16-Core Processor](https://au.pcpartpicker.com/product/Qk2bt6/amd-ryzen-9-5950x-34-ghz-16-core-processor-100-100000059wof) | $1099.00 @ Amazon Australia
**CPU Cooler** | [Noctua NH-D15 chromax.black 82.52 CFM CPU Cooler](https://au.pcpartpicker.com/product/84MTwP/noctua-nh-d15-chromaxblack-8252-cfm-cpu-cooler-nh-d15-chromaxblack) | $188.00 @ Umart
**Motherboard** | [Asus PRIME X570-PRO ATX AM4 Motherboard](https://au.pcpartpicker.com/product/DxrYcf/asus-prime-x570-pro-atx-am4-motherboard-prime-x570-pro) | $406.63 @ Amazon Australia
**Memory** | [Crucial Ballistix 64 GB (2 x 32 GB) DDR4-3600 CL16 Memory](https://au.pcpartpicker.com/product/7ZWBD3/crucial-ballistix-64-gb-2-x-32-gb-ddr4-3600-cl16-memory-bl2k32g36c16u4b) | $529.00 @ Scorptec
**Video Card** | [EVGA GeForce RTX 3060 12 GB XC GAMING Video Card](https://au.pcpartpicker.com/product/LpbTwP/evga-geforce-rtx-3060-12-gb-xc-gaming-video-card-12g-p5-3657-kr) | $1049.00 @ PC Byte
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**Monitor** | [LG 32UN880-B 31.5" 3840x2160 60 Hz Monitor](https://au.pcpartpicker.com/product/6ryqqs/lg-32un880-b-315-3840x2160-60-hz-monitor-32un880-b) | $1029.00 @ Amazon Australia
| *Prices include shipping, taxes, rebates, and discounts* |
| **Total** | **$4793.63**
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2021.10.19 06:46 LaughOutLoud28 As a souls first timer I really adore this set and this great sword

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2021.10.19 06:46 yamarobotron-DX7 Does the yamaha djx keyboard have an internal batery I should worry about?

Hey guys I was looking at this synth and want to know if they have an internal batery that can leak and I need to replace in these machines.
It is the one with the pitch bend wheel and the non shaded keys, with a touchpad
Also it is missing the power supply, does anyone know how much voltages these guys take and is it center pin neg or pos? I have a junkdrawer full of those from old modems and junk so hopefully I have something that will work with it.
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2021.10.19 06:46 bunnybbabbit instrument care?

an old music teacher of mine, gifted me an on erhu for my 18th. since it’s spent 15+ in a cupboard collecting dust, i think it needs some tlc before i start learning to play it, does anyone in brisbane have any suggestions on where i could get it looked at (i’m a percussionist, so quite out of my depth here)
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2021.10.19 06:46 Asenath666 How to do a budget?

What's the best way to save money or plan a budget? I am the worst person to deal with money. I'm going to have my first apartment in a few months and I'm anxious that I won't be able to pay for everything. Do you have any advice? An application to suggest? A shared excel sheet? I don't know anything about it and no one in my family is able to manage their money in a smart way. I really want to change and feel good when I look at my bank account.
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2021.10.19 06:46 steenssk Itachi Uchiha - Done by Corin Gilbert at Ivory n’ Gold Tattoo Shop - IG: coringilbert

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2021.10.19 06:46 CompassWithHat Top Lasgun: Leniency

FIRST CHAPTER PREVIOUS CHAPTER
Ryan Kennedy and Aoibhinn McDermott watched in awe and faint arousal, respectively, as Hrab’ladha sat down a trio of high power, high status and high ego nobles and through the use of blunt language, legal babble, and threats of “Economic Coercion” browbeat the nobles into submission.
Without even needing to lean on the three terrifying Commandos standing behind her, the Senior Investigator forced three nobles whose previous relationship with the Imperium was holding a gun to a Senior Drill Instructor to force an exercise through to confess to crime after crime after crime. And the thing that really made the two Pilots respect the utterly terrifying tax lady in front of them? She then also brought out evidence proving they weren’t confessing to false things under duress and were simply telling her what she already knew.
It was almost anticlimactic as these nobles confessed to hunting the pair of pilots from their time at 773 to their enlistment in Patrol and all through the training, following them and using their connections to try and pin them down. Suggesting their progeny, their allies, and those they have blackmail on would constantly attack the pair in class and out of it, trying to make them slip up in a final way. All because they shot down a single gunship in a war.
That single declaration to a room full of soldiers caused the two pilots to stiffen before relaxing after seeing Cenywyn’s approving nod and hearing the Senior Agent’s words.
“I feel I shouldn’t need to remind you, but it speaks volumes about my faith in your cognitive ability that I must. That was war. That was conquest and a violent invasion of another planet, dress it up as liberation or subsumption as much as you want. There were soldiers on both sides fighting and dying. I don’t feel I need to inform you that blood status only counts for so much in the field of honor.”
She begins to pace back and forth in front of the collected nobles. “Skill matters significantly more than blood, than heritage, than right. Skill and luck. And it seems these pilots have both. Which makes it all the more galling your mistress has decided to attempt to illegally remove them from the Imperium’s pool of expertise. And without paying the requisite fees to acquire Imperial Forces for your own personal use. Two strikes, dearies.” The Agent says with a smile.
“Now, I have taken the liberty of relieving you of your communication systems and am in the process of sending a message to your mistress. You three, on the other hand, will be transferred to I-TAD headquarters for processing.” Senior Agent Hrab’ladha snapped her fingers and the Commandos swiftly and efficiently untied and then handcuffed the three nobles and frogmarched them out of the command center while the haughty idiots gaped open mouthed at the sheer disrespect they were being shown. “Well, now that’s done, I think we can end this little fracas. You two pilots, I want a full debrief by tonight. Senior Drill Matron, we can talk in your office. Let’s make sure these charges stick.”
Cenywyn never wanted to smoke. She came into the service with excuses on her lips about bad lungs, wanting to keep up stamina, addictive personalities.
She could clearly remember the first time she smoked was after a mission that went exceedingly well. No pilots lost and the Wing barely even had to show their weapons to scare away the pirates nosing up to her small convoy.
She threw up in front of the spacers she was supposed to lead and coughed up half a lung causing them to laugh at her.
The second time she smoked was when half the Wing came back in body bags and the rest were left in the void between the stars after a mercenary group hired by a rival merchant family jumped them mid refueling. She couldn’t stand to listen to the Mother say prayers for the dead without doing something, so she left the room, lit up a cigarette, and cried.
Senior Drill Matron Cenywyn didn’t remember the third time she smoked.
She stood outside the Communications bunker and looked up at the stars. The sun had set hours ago and even though she could still faintly hear angry words from the inside of the bunker, the work and interrogations were well over.
She brought the herbal stick up to her lips and breathed in, the ember on the end flickering as the smoke flowed down into her lungs, the familiar bite of smoke barely even stirring her body anymore. She tapped the end against a tusk as she stared into the sky and began to name the constellations. Not that she knew them, it was an old game she and Talfyn would play. Naming the stars in the sky and making up stories for the imaginary lines between them, something to whisper to each other when they were on long patrols in their Interceptor before promotions grounded them forever.
It wouldn’t be hard, a tap a few contacts, manufacture a scandal, get busted down a rank or two and she could lead a Wing again.
Maybe she could bring her class, find a good ship with a good captain to get herself assigned to. Keep the humans, keep the Senthe, keep the Gearschilde. Reclaim her Interceptor from storage and bring it out. Wear her scarf with pride once more instead of as part of a uniform.
She breathed out a cloud of green tinged smoke into the humid air.
“Fuck,” she muttered. The Void was calling and it was getting hard and harder to turn it down. How long has it been since she matched wits and skills against someone else? How long has it been since she’s dueled an equal? How long has it been since she lost someone to combat?
She breathed in the smoke again, the familiar drugs settling her nerves and calming the shakes in her hands.
She stared out into those stars and yearned.
Lady Shanxi Orlon, head of the Orlon Dynasty, was not having a good day.
Her messenger ship was late.
She had left strict instructions that she was to be kept up to date on every little thing happening with her… work in the Patrol Academy and with so much on the line, a delay of hours could mean disaster.
It was risky staying in one spot like this for too long. It invited attacks from her rivals through ‘pirates’. Already there was a wrecked hulk resting in the void, all that remained of a ‘Debt Collector’ thinking the merchant vessel would be easy prey.
“As if.” The Head of House Orlon muttered to herself, staring at a camera pointed towards the jump point.
The messenger ship was late.
Finally the sensors picked up the familiar spike in graviton activity indicating a jump was inbound and as the tiny ship appeared in a warp of spacetime, Shanxi Orlon hammered the button to open video communications. “Well? She demanded, you’re late. What do you have to say for yourself?” It was only after those words left her lips did the Shil’vati Noble realize the person standing across from her wasn’t the captain of the messenger ship, but a fierce woman wearing the combat armor of I-TAD.
She was smiling.
“This message is a courtesy due to your position as the head of an Imperial Noble Family. You are being investigated for Treason, Attempted Assassination, Attempted Assassination of an active duty member of the Shil’vati Military, Subversion of Active Duty servicembers of the Shil’vati Military… oh and tax evasion.” She spoke with an odd cadence, trying to both rush and not rush herself. Her eyes kept flickering off screed, did this ametuer not have her intimidating speech memorized?
“Now hear me-” Shanxi began before getting cut off by the I-TAD lady.
“No, hear me. You are advised to stand down, blow all concealment panels, vent all Hydrogen Fuel and turn off your engines.” She replied with cruel enjoyment.
“Or what? You’re just a messenger ship!” Shanxi Orlon shouted back, hand already moving to signal general quarters.
The I-TAD agent held up four fingers.
Three fingers.
Two fingers.
One finger.
No fing- the jump alarms screamed as time and space rippled and discharged six Navy Frigates flashing I-TAD IFF’s.
The tax lady smiled. “That.”
It wasn’t a nice smile.
“Ssso then you got sssaved by Commandosss?” Slithers asked from next to Cookie. She was wrapped around a small thermal pylon she bought with her money a few months ago, about the same time Cookie got his weighted blanket shipped in, actually.
“Yeah.” Ryan Kennedy said, leaning up against the Senthe and sipping a mug of a strange Shil drink. It was like Hot Chocolate, but using the bitterest, darkest chocolate you could find mixed with a sharp spice and drowned in tea. All the spice would probably have had him coughing up a lung if the bitterness didn't make it feel like his throat was closing up. It wasn’t… the worst thing Cookie had ever drank, but it’s been fifteen minutes since he grabbed it from the commissary shelves and he wasn’t even a quarter of the way through it. “She appeared out of nowhere with her whole silent badass thing, scared the daylights out of the Interior Cadet, the cadet ran, I put a knife through the cadet’s leg, and then things went fuzzy since the adrenaline started wearing off.”
Except that wasn’t the truth. He could remember everything that happened that night with perfect clarity. But some of the things that were shouted by the nobles, said to get the I-TAD to look the other way were slightly inconvenient for all parties involved to know, so Milk and Cookie were encouraged to have fuzzy memories.
He remembered everything. He remembered how the knife sunk in deep to the woman, no, the girl’s leg. She couldn’t have been older than 19 in Shil age. Nothing but a teenager playing soldier and doing the dirty deeds of someone else.
He remembered her scream as her leg touched down and the blade tore what it did not cut, how the leg just collapsed sideways with a squish. He remembered her screaming as she dropped her rifle to the side and cried, pawing at her leg until she was silenced by a single shot from the Commando.
He remembered seeing her later missing that same leg. Quick setting infarction he was told, they had to amputate and she’ll need a new leg. Not a problem, they said, it happens sometimes.
But he still remembered the girl sitting on her bed crying into the shoulder of her comrade as soldiers stood guard around her and as her leg was thrown into an incinerator.
Maybe it was because he was older. He was 29 when the war ended and in his mid 30s when he put a knife through a kid’s leg.
Maybe it was because he had seen these injuries cripple his friends and comrades. Maybe it was because he’s been the shoulder being cried on. Maybe it’s because he still feels the twinge in his leg from a botched parachute landing.
Maybe it’s because he’s not used to hearing them screaming.
But this… Ryan Kennedy didn’t think this night will be leaving him anytime soon.
Slithers seemed to realize what was going on his head and she uncoiled from the thermal pilot and wrapped around Cookie, resting her head on his shoulder. He leaned against her and they sat there silently, sipping at beverages neither wanted to drink and watching the stars travel overhead.
And that was where they were found in the morning, when the time came to return to cadet life.
“She should be shot!”
“Victory comes with some leniency.”
“Victory? Is that what you call it? She threw her fleet at the enemy without care for their livelihoods!”
“And she was able to rally them into that same suicidal charge. She’s a leader and valuable. I don’t think I need to remind you about what is happening in the Periphery. If we get rid of her.”
“Hang your future predictions and hang her!”
“No. We will not.”
“You.”
“Me. The decision is no longer in your hands. Captain Roshal is being transferred to Patrol and given command of a patrol carrier. Where she will remain until we have a need of her skills. Is that Understood?”
“Yes Champion.”
“Yes Champion.”
“I knew you were reasonable women. The Empress will be pleased that her Glaives are still obeyed.”
And so we end this arc and begin the next. We'll have a brief bit of epilogue where I continue the setup for the next arc, but good news. We're finally out of training and I can begin getting back to character stuff!
Anyway, please comment, I love to hear your thoughts.
[NEXT CHAPTER]
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2021.10.19 06:46 isaacboru [Academic] Mike Wazawski's Mayonaise Survey (I just need 10 respondents for tomorrows class project) (Anyone can answer)

https://www.surveymonkey.com/9LMZ9YW
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2021.10.19 06:46 dasietheweenqueen top 10 best bible moments

10 chris pratt jesus fighting chris pratt satan before giving birth to all the religious leaders
9 when jesus did heroin cus religion was like a needle under his skin (if any gets this reference ily)
8 the part where jesus was a minority killed by law enforcement
7 taco bell dong
6 idk i skipped most of it something about a flood or sum shit
5 the face u make when jesus
4 the part where the pope played mario
3 the gay sex part
2 the part where it said the end
1 when god had a chris pratt baby named star lord and he did a thing
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2021.10.19 06:46 Treima 10/18 Superchat Leaders

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2021.10.19 06:46 slightlycynical Oops babies! any idea of their colorings? all appear to have dumbo ears, some have lil curly whiskers too!

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2021.10.19 06:46 TekkLthr What is wrong with my cat's testicles?

What is wrong with my cat's testicles?
What are these black marks on his testicles? should I take him to the vet?
What are these black marks on his testicles? should I take him to the vet?
please help?
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