I tagged the endgame ship for any port starting with the first chapter but I’m going to make ciri flirt with almost all the party members before we get there. Gale is not her type but they’ll be nerdy together. she can and will hit on the other 5 though
Iranian OF-462 122mm projectiles used by Ukrainian artillerymen - this time with much clearer markings, identifying them as manufactured in Iran in 2022.
Oh my god... I'm watching a Columbo episode and the murderer has a crush on his secretary and she has a crush on him but they're both too awkward to ask each other out but now Columbo has asked them both to dinner and they're like "oh... this can only be described as a date" "it's always been very formal between us" "please... call me adrien this evening" "of course I don't suspect you". And it's genuinely incredibly sweet?? Like it's incredibly cute.
Okay… so while I’m all about Satine and Obi-wan, a podcast I listen to did a deep dive into Star Wars a couple of years ago, and recorded a couple of “mailbag” pods. One of the questions was about shipping Obi-wan with Padme, the hosts came up with scenarios where 1) Padme lived past the birth of the twins, and 2) kept things as is in the prequels/Clone Wars, but developed the friendship between Obi-wan and Padme, so that while not a thing happens, Anakin’s paranoia comes from an organic situation, and 3) any Padme/Obi-wan business occurs strictly after Anakin’s fall to the Dark side, and starts off as a seeking comfort thing. In my interpretation, this happens almost 2 years after Anakin’s fall.
I happened to listen to the pod a couple of weeks ago, and started screaming, “Yes!!!” Then shouted out an outline to my poor spouse, who happened to be driving at the time.
Please don’t hate me for this…
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Obi-wan brushed a strand of hair away from Padme's eyes. The troubled expression on her face likely matched the one on his own. He'd felt her mouth begin to form the word "Anakin," then stop as he entered her. He was just as guilty as she was, keeping his eyes closed as much as possible, willing himself to not gasp Satine's name as it hovered on his lips. Padme grasped his hand. Her smile was sad and wistful. 'You were thinking about her.'
He nodded once. 'Just as you were thinking about him.' It wasn't an accusation, merely a statement of fact. He couldn't fault her for it. Obi-wan sat up and started to slip from the bed. 'I'll just…' He desperately tried to think of an excuse to leave her bed. Check on Luke, make some tea, see to the Banthas for the night… but they were all as thin as gossamer as the veils she'd once worn as Naboo's queen.
Her hand on his wrist halted his movements. 'Stay.'
He went completely still, keeping his back to her. 'Are you sure?'
'Please stay.' Padme's voice tightened, then split with a swirl of complex emotions so knotted and tangled, it would have taken hours to pick them apart. Obi-wan didn't reply and merely settled back into the bed, and gathered her body to his, their twinned guilt warring with the need for companionship.
His partner shifted powerfully against him and Oskar moved too, pegged like a timber in a storm-bucked ship.
They rode together on a growing ocean surge, Oskar clinging tight to his lover as the storm's fury grew, and Nathan, his arm across the boy's chest and hand now about his throat, held Oskar firmly as the waves slapping at his hull rose to a crescendo.
At the height, Oskar felt Nathan swell within him to almost unbearable fullness, and the sea seemed then to burst open into a million scintillating droplet of unfathomable light.
In an ebbing bay of warm after-swell, Oskar felt the indomitable wave of sleep overwhelm him.
columbo: ...tell ya, sure hate to get actually trapped in here.... reminds me of that edgar allan poe short story...... the cast of uh um...... know what it is ,, begins with an a .... I just can't pronounce it
murderer: (longsuffering, uses heavy L sound) AMONTIL - LADO
columbo: ....course if someone did get trapped in here, they'd sure have plenty to drink... (small, pleased smile)
murderer, who locked someone into the vault: NO ONE COULD GET TRAPPED IN HERE, THE DOOR LOCKS FROM THE OUTSIDE ONLY!!
(Columbo, season 3, episode 2, Any Old Port in a Storm)