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catboy-catan · 9 months ago
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I’m having an online class and the teacher called out to me for me to talk and I never panicked harder--
AND THAN HE DECIDED TO FINISH THE CLASS LIKE THAT--
HE DECIDED TO TALK TO ME FOR THE GRAND FINALE--
WHY ME--
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librarygamer · a year ago
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Salt Blaster for killing bugs - https://ift.tt/2S8jbde
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mckeebenton71 · a day ago
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Summer Safety - Safety Tips For Theme Park Visitors
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tibbietibbs · 9 days ago
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THE BODYGUARD AND THE BETROTHED
CHAPTER 2 - The Betrayal
Din Djarin x f!reader
Rating: E | 3.2k words
You’ve always read that being a Princess has its perks, but you think whoever wrote that had to have been mistaken. As the third, unwanted daughter of the royal family of Hapuntep, your life isn’t what you imagined when you were younger, still starry-eyed and full of hope.
So when a mysterious stranger shows up and rips you away from the only life you’ve ever known, you can’t help but wonder - is your mundane life about to get better? Or… is it about to get a whole lot worse?
Tags/Warnings: Angst, Bodyguard!Din, canon-typical violence (later on), Strangers to Lovers, and more tags to come!
AN: Sorry for the long-ass wait! Here's Chapter 2, so excited to share it with everyone!
[Chapter 1 is here if you missed it]
[Also posted to A03 here!]
The next morning you are up with the sun, the light creeping through your balcony windows as you force yourself out of your warm, comfortable bed. You dress quickly in a worn tunic and trousers before getting on your hands and knees to tug a sturdy, durasteel box from under your bed. Throwing open the latch, you carefully tug the portable holochess board from its hiding place.
As you were waking up this morning, you had a fleeting thought that your brother might be in the dining hall if you got there early enough, and the game was his favorite. The box slips into your bag, and soon you are padding down the stone hallways of the quiet castle.
Your hunch is right, and your brother Nikolas is seated at the end of the long bench, his breakfast half-consumed as he types away on a datapad. He doesn’t seem to notice as you walk up, and from your angle you can see the small characters darting across the screen.
“That doesn’t look like homework.” You mutter with a smile, and he jumps, hiding the game he was playing.
You wiggle the box in front of him and he nods, smiling as he clears his plate to make room. Pulling out the bench, you settle down in the seat across from him. He sets the board up carefully as you swipe some of his leftovers, popping a piece into your mouth. Typical for his age, only the meat and bread had been consumed, the roasted potatoes left completely intact.
“So.. you’ll never guess what I saw yesterday.” You lower your head conspiratorially as you contemplate your move.
“What? A bug on your balcony?” His reply is quick, and you laugh. He knows how exciting your day-to-day is, and something that was the highlight.
“No!” You laugh, and glance up at him. He’s already making his first move, and you’re not surprised. You taught him to play, but he had surpassed your skill a while ago. “A Mandalorian.”
“In your books?” His expression is puzzled, brows pulled together as he glances up. “No, a real one. In the marketplace.” You ignore the thrill that shoots down your spine, fluttering like wings in your stomach. It didn’t mean anything, you were just excited to have interesting news to share.
“You went to the marketplace without me?” The whine in his voice betrays his annoyance, upset at missing out on a possible adventure.
“I wasn’t planning it,” You were quick to soothe, feeling guilty for leaving him behind. But you both knew there was no way you’d both be able to sneak out for a whole afternoon, undetected.
“Don’t worry about it.” Nikolas is quick to move on, more interested in hearing the details than hearing an apology, “What was he like?”
Taking a moment, you move your piece as you think. You pray to the Maker that your face doesn’t betray you, and you quickly try to think of the first description that pops in your head. Your brother would have zero interest in hearing how smooth his voice was, or how just broad he was. Kark, you had it bad, and you tell yourself to get a grip.
“He was… nice, I think. A little grumpy.” It’s hard to hold back your smile, “Said he was in town for a job, but didn’t say what.”
“Did he have a blaster?”
Of course a boy would want to know that. You didn’t even remember looking. Or noticing, for that matter. If he did, it wasn’t a huge one, “I don’t know, I don’t think so.”
His shoulders slump, uninterested as he moves his piece to block yours.
“He said he was leaving today, wanna go down to the hangar and check out his ship?” The game was only mid-way through, but both of you knew who would be the winner.
“Can we?” Your brother’s face brightens at your suggestion, and you can’t help but grin.
“Yeah! Let’s go for it. Meet you back here in a few.” You shoot him a smile, snatching the game and your bag up as you head towards the door.
The Mandalorian said they were leaving today, so the earlier the two of you went to check, the higher the chances were of seeing his ship. As you were rushing up the steps to return to your room, the head maid, Tiiona, intercepts your path.
“Your Grace has been looking for you this morning, Princess.” She informs you, gravely. “Let’s get you into something more appropriate.”
‘Looking for me?’ You wonder as you allow Tiiona to escort you back to your room. That is definitely unusual, you were typically ignored unless it was an event that required civility.
You sit silently as she plaits your hair into a braid, and picks out one of your finest dresses. Eventually can’t help but ask, trying to figure out why your father called you, but she had no answers for you as you slide on the layered chiffon dress. If you weren’t apprehensive before, you were now - she was a talker, and if she didn’t know, then it could be serious.
Finally fresh-faced and clean, you follow the long corridors until you find the throne room, gleaming with its pale painted walls and tall yellow tapestries. Your father was sitting on the throne, looking severe like always. He used to be a handsome man, and you thought that at one time, he must have been happy. But the years as a ruler had taken their toll on him, and now he just looked old, and tired.
You shut the tall, polished doors behind you before walking down the long carpeted runner, stopping half-way into the room. His face betrays nothing, though you had been scanning it for clues from the second you stepped into the room.
“You wanted to see me, your Grace?” You clasp your hands in front of you. It was never “Father” in this room, only “Your Grace” or “Your Majesty”.
Next to the King sits your step-mother, looking perfectly regal in her shimmering blue robes, a circlet wrapping delicately around her forehead. She acknowledges your presence with a flick of her eyes in your direction, before turning back to your brother, sitting on her right.
Your brother Nikolas, however, met your eyes immediately, a slight smile curving his lips as he shrugs. Recently turned thirteen, he was finally old enough to start attending court with his Father, something he had always looked forward to and you had always despised. If this is over quick - whatever it was - the two of you still might be able to make it to the hanger.
“Yes.” The King speaks, voice tempered by years of service, “I wished to speak to you about an event that has been in the making for quite some time.”
Your brow crinkles in confusion, something you’re sure you’ll get an earful for later - ladies aren’t supposed to look stupid like that. But you honestly had no idea what they could possibly want from you. Per your unspoken agreement, you stayed out of the way, only popping in to required social engagements long enough to prove you were still alive. No controversies, no late-nights out with boys from the local villages, nothing other than a crisp-white ledger.
“And what might that be?” You try to keep your voice cool, and your face blank.
He doesn’t answer right away, but instead asks another question, “You have lived in this castle for quite some time, haven’t you?”
“Yes.” You acknowledge, voice tight. Eyes drift over to your brother, his face reflects your puzzlement as well. Your step-mother on the other hand, looks like the tooka that ate the canary.
“Perhaps a little too long. Your sisters were about your age when they married.”
Shows how much he knows. You want to point out you are older, quite a few years older than when your sisters were shipped away at twenty. But your heart starts to pound in your ears despite your annoyance, your neck prickling in anticipation.
“I’ve taken the liberty of cultivating a friendship with a Lord from Raydonia.” The King continues, eyes watching your face for more tells.
You force yourself to be as still as stone. You won’t look at the woman, though you can sense her cruel smirk. And you definitely won’t look at your brother, his hands curling on the plush armrests of his chair.
“He is in want of a wife,” His head tilts. “And we were able to strike a deal.”
The King smiles now, for the first time, a cruel thing with no teeth, just the pull of thin lips, “Though I do say I got the better end of the bargain.”
You’re quick, he doesn’t need to spell out what he’s insinuating. Just like the two before you, they felt the need to make a match to get you out of their hair. You knew it was your step-mother’s doing, as much as it was his.
It wasn’t like you never thought about it, you used to break out into sweat every time a young man came to visit the castle, worrying he might be there for you. But as time passed and you grew older, you had pushed those worries away, and had begun to assume it would never happen.
But now it was. And your composure breaks, anger flaring in your chest in spite of your efforts.
“I won’t do it.” You bite out, mouth twisting in a scowl. At the same time, you hear your brother crying out, “Father!”
The large doors creak open behind you, and you hear someone step into the room, their footsteps heavy on the carpet. But you don’t turn, too furious to concentrate on anything else but his cowardly face.
“I’m not asking, I am commanding as your King.” His voice is low, anger licking at the words like flames, “And you both should know better than to embarrass us in front of a guest.”
The King’s eyes lift to the figure, as the newcomer takes a few more steps into the room.
“Impeccable timing, Bounty Hunter.” The King says, voice lifted into a tone of nobility as the man drops his head in a respectful bow.
Your blood turns to ice, limbs growing heavy. Why would a Bounty Hunter be here? Surely not for you? Against your better judgment, you turn to look at the man.
His armor gleans in the sunlight from the stained-glass windows, the golds and red glittering off his domed helmet. But it wasn’t just any Bounty Hunter. It was your Mandalorian, the one you met the day before.
But he’s not yours, there’s no way this man could be. The Mandalorian behind you is moving forward, steps oozing aggression with his heavy footfalls and the tilt of his shoulders. One hand rests on a blaster and your mind races - did he even carry a blaster yesterday? You still can’t remember.
“I am sure your Master filled you in,” The King continues, missing the way the Mandalorian’s posture stiffens at his words. “Please tell him I am grateful that we found a way to resolve both of our little… problems.”
Your cheeks burn at his words, not noticing that the Mandalorian was moving until he was level with you. When you notice him you flinch - it’s jarring how differently he holds himself, the casual ease of yesterday replaced with a sort of dominating presence you could almost feel.
“You may return to your room to pack your things, child.” Your stepmother interjects, smiling in a way that could almost pass as kind. “Just the essentials, mind you. You don’t want to take up much room on this man’s ship.”
Her smile curled at the edges, turning smug, “I am sure your new husband will send for your things once you get settled in.”
A dismissal if you’ve ever heard one. You take one more look at the King and Queen, face politely blanked, wondering what you ever did to deserve this. There is no remorse or sympathy there, and you didn’t expect any, but you’re hurt all the same.
Your eyes land on your brother, his confusion and distress written clear as day. He wasn’t old enough yet to hide his feelings, and you loved him even more in that moment.
Dashing to him, even if you’ll suffer for it later, you wrap your arms around him for a quick hug. You doubt they would let you say goodbye later, protective as they were of him. This could be your last chance.
“I love you.” You murmur, low enough that just the two of you hear, “I’ll write, okay?”
Squeezing hard, you give him a brave smile as you step back, his face still breaking your heart. You sniff loudly and very un-lady like before you turn on your heel, making quickly for the door. The Mandalorian is at your heels, and you’re surprised to see the castle guards behind him. They all follow you in silence as you make your way silently to your room.
Escorted from your own home by armed guards, that is rich. You can’t hold back the glare, kicking your door open with an almost-childish force when you reach it, the heavy wood slamming against the wall. The guards crowd the doorway, smart enough not to follow you inside, but there’s no way you could sneak around them.
For a moment you’re at a loss, not knowing where to start. You’d never thought you’d have to fit your life into a bag, the pressure already makes your chest ache.
Your travel bag sits in your closet, and it’s as good of a place to begin as any. A couple of your heaviest-worn books go at the bottom, the first thing you think to grab. Then are a few of your personal possessions, the tiny bit of jewelry left from your mother, a framed photo of the two of you. Your diary, a hand-bound book of flimsi that you made yourself last year, along with your writing utensils. Your brother’s old, cracked datapad that he snuck you when he got a new one last year, that still worked fine. After that, there’s not a lot left that you can’t live without.
The satchel you’re carrying gets emptied, the game going back under your bed for your brother to find, the bag getting folded up and shoved into your larger one. Last is your clothes, and your ears burn as you shove a fistful of underclothes into your bag as the guards watch. Along with them are a few dresses, one nice and one casual, and then clothes and boots for travel.
You wonder if you should change, but you’re not sure they wouldn’t follow you into the refresher. As uncomfortable as it is, it was better to leave the gown on.
The bag, full to bursting, gets slung over your shoulder as you turn to look at your audience. Your eyes fall on the Mandalorian, and you nod at him as you step out into the hallway. You couldn’t bear to look at anyone else.
Something prickles at your mind as you’re escorted down the hallways, head held high as you ignore the looks and the whispers. Your family doesn’t see you out, but you don’t expect them to. But the dismissal still stings, your eyes burning as you step out into the mid-morning air.
The guards leave you then, their jobs complete the second you step out the door. Then it’s just the two of you, as you were anticipating. The path down to the hanger curves out of sight, and you wait until you’re around the curve to move.
You thought this out, the backpack is large and spans the width of your back, and would hopefully protect you from any possible blaster fire. You weren’t strong but you were fast, hopefully faster than the man wearing pounds of armor. It was about your only hope, and you had to at least try.
The downhill path works to your advantage, the angle adding to your velocity as you take off, running full-pelt down the hill and towards the village. You hear a low curse from the Mandalorian as you disappear out of sight, and you soon recognize your mistake.
Your backpack, while protecting your back, was heavy. So heavy that you could feel your strength getting sapped, the burn in your thighs increasing with every step. The sound of pounding feet echo behind you, and you don’t dare look back as you continue.
The hanger flashes by, and you remember from last night that the village was still a little ways off. If you could just reach it, you could hide - or call for help. Surely the people wouldn’t let a woman be dragged off, even if they had no love for you.
But that wish disappears as something strong catches around your arm, a weight pressing into your side as the ground rushes at you. He was fast, you had to give him that, he had been able to catch up to you, crashing into your side to slow you down.
His body rolls under yours to take the brunt of the fall, the low grunt from his helmet buzzing in your ears as you wind up under him with the next roll. The Mandalorian’s strong hands are gripping your arms, and you do not roll a third time, his heavy weight stopping the inertia of your fall. The metal of his pauldrons bite into the bare flesh of your arms, stinging as he uses his weight against you.
Your face is pressing into the dirt but you can’t seem to care at the moment. Your teeth grit, sucking in a breath to hold back the frustrated tears as your plan fails. It was worth a shot, and you knew deep down you would not succeed, but you were still wracked with disappointment.
All that was left was to face the truth. You cough as you suck in a breath, but you have to do it, have to ask. Even if it hurts.
“Did you know?” Your voice is rough, even to your ears.
The Mandalorian pauses, hands gripping your wrists behind your back to keep you from making another run for it. The knee from your thighs lift, and he shifts until you’re on your side, your hands now in front of you, still trapped in his grasp. At your words the hands tighten, fingers pressing into your wrist.
“Did you?” This time your voice breaks and the tears spill from your eyes, leaving tracks of dirt across your cheeks.
There was silence, other than the sound of him inhaling a long, deep breath. That was an answer in itself, and your head dips, forehead touching the ground. So that is how it was.
You choke back an angry sob. You were so foolish, and the deafening silence was somehow even worse than hearing an answer.
“I am sorry,” His voice is solemn, and his hands close around your arms as he hoists you unsteadily to your feet. “But I have to take you to your new home. I can’t let you go.”
Your eyes close at his words, and finally, you let the tears come.
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Waspface sits back in his evil lair, drinking an ambiguously alcoholic liquid, when one of his henchmen bursts in.
"Sir, there's been a breach! Someone's in the lair!" He says.
Well. That's alarming.
Waspface stands, walking to the control panel.
"Right, you go and fight them off. I'll start up the death traps." He says. The henchman runs out with a hasty salute, and Waspface turns to the computer.
It doesn't look like a superhero or vigilante. Nor does it appear to be an officer or a random teen with this week's weird bug bite.
But it's not the pizza guy, so he goes full speed ahead with the laser dolphins.
A few hours later...
"How is this possible?!" Waspface curses under his breath. His henchmen, knocked out. His deathtraps, beaten. Whoever the hell this person is, right outside his door.
Knock Knock Knock
Waspface grabs a laser blaster and opens the door.
"We've been trying to reach you about your car's extended warranty."
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loadingxs418 · 11 days ago
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X10 Sound Cards & Media Devices Driver Download
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Welcome to Creative, the worldwide leader in digital entertainment and famous for its Sound Blaster sound cards, Speakers and more. Item Type: Sound Card. 3 x Connecting Wire. If you do not receive our reply within 48 hours, pls. Made of high quality ABS material, sturdy, durable and long service life.
We are happy to bring you this bug fix version of OpenTX 2.3.5.
Horus / T16 users: If you are running a 2.3.x version, please upgrade to this version ASAP, as it fixes several critical bugs for this type of radio
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PLEASE NOTE the following important information before hastily jumping on it:Please back up your models and settings before upgrading so that you can go back to your previous version should you not like 2.3 or find issues that make it unsuitable for you. Use the “backup radio to file” companion feature for this to have an exact copy of what was on your radio.
The manual has not yet updated to include all Horus documentation/OpenTX 2.3 changes, so get yourself a good coffee to wake up, and refer to the the great communities for help e.g. openrcforums here, RCGroups and threads like this one. You can pop in our chat room where other users and/or devs may be available.
Companion supports reading and writing Horus firmware when the radio is powered off and then connected to USB, using dfu-util and the libusb drivers installed by Zadig, exactly like for the Taranis. See the “Flashing your Taranis Radio” section in this manual. Companion can back up existing firmware (see note below in known issues) including the stock FrSky one (save as .bin), and can flash the FrSky DFU bootloader so that no other tool and/or driver swapping is needed. You might need to disable the “Check hardware compatibility” checkbox in the flashing dialog.
SD card contents can be found here. Download the correct archive for your radio type, extract it to the root of an empty SD card and you’ll have all needed files. Please note that all existing OpenTX sound packs that where designed for 2.2 or earlier won’t work due to changes in the naming strategy, so you’ll likely want to use those that are included in this archive until popular 3rd-party packs are adapted.
OpenTX does not touch the internal flash of production Horus radios. Its contents do not need to be backed up and are not accessible in any way when OpenTX firmware is loaded.
WARNINGS:
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Companion now offers assistance for model conversion from one radio type to another. The transferred models NEED to be completely checked and validation before being used, as some things like switches assignments may not get converted properly. The proper way to transfer models form one radio to the other is to: Select a profile for the destination radio, read the settings from the destination radio, open the source file or read the source radio, drag models onto the destination radio’s window, write destination radio.
Known issues:
If you get an “Invalid Language” error when trying to download firmware after upgrading from 2.1 open the profile settings and reselect your radio type, even if it is already correct.
The progress bar in companion when reading firmware from a Horus is broken and will reach 100% at only 25% progress. Just wait, the window will close when the process is finished.
Download and install Companion and use it to retrieve and transfer the latest OpenTX firmware to your radio after configuring the proper radio type.
NIGHTLY USERS / RC UsersYou will need to reset your companion release type to Stable to get release firmware (Companion/Settings/settings/Application Settings/Release channel)
New since 2.3.4
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Fix Horus temporary loss of control when an XJT module is used at the same time as an R9M
Fix Horus / T16 issue where parameters are not properly saved in case of emergency reboot
B&W radios: fix an issue where only 6 tools could be displayed in RADIO/TOOLS
128x64 radios: fix wrong default value when creating a timer logical switch
Color radios: some fixes to darkblue theme
X9E: fix SBUS trainer on external module bay
X7 Access: fix ‘invalid board’ when trying to download from companion
Companion: add internal multi option to t16 simu
Companion: grey unavailable ‘backup’ option for Horus / T16 radios
Companion: fix channel shift for X9 LiteS radio
Companion: fix T5/T6 buttons not working as other trims
Companion: add TrainerChanel function support
Multimodule: add FrSky bind options support
Multimodule: more consistently prioritize module data first when available
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SDCard content for 2.3.5
Note: 2.3.5 uses 2.3v0025.No changes since 2.3.4
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OpenTX Companion 2.3.5 - Windows InstallerIf you get an error about “api-ms-win-crt-runtime-I1-1-0.dll missing” install MS VC++ runtime.
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echos-newlegs · 12 days ago
👀 oh henlooo can I ask for a writing please?? (To qualify myself I have a star wars side blog XD as if that matters but hey)
#18 for Wrecker?? I love the big guy 🥺 he deserves all the kisses.
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Oh Don't worry about having a star wars blog or not. Anyone can request as long as the character itself is star wars, I won't judge ya lmao
But yes this is such a cute one, thank you. He does deserve all the kisses 🥺
Wrecker x Reader: “It hurts here, too. Can I have a kiss here?”
Warnings: nothing, pure fluff, like one cuss word for both Canon and irl ones. Kissing, and slight mention of a scratch/cut that draws blood. If that bugs you.
Words: 1.6k
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Just comment "future tags" to be added to future stories tag lists! If you ever want removed just let me know as well. Thank you all so much for the support as well 💙
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You wiped the sweat off your brow. Standing back to view your handy work. With the help of Wrecker, of course. 
"What do ya think?" You asked with a small smile. Waiting for a response. Turning your head to see the bigger man rubbing his arm. "Wrecker?" You spoke. Voice lowering a bit. 
Your differing tone caught his attention. Looking up with a small smile. "Oh. It looks great, sorry!" He piped. Dropping his hands back to his sides. 
"Wreck, what'd you do?" You cooed. Stepping forward to reach and take his hand. 
He shook his head with a sigh. "It ain't nothin' but a scratch, sweetheart." He told you. The nickname made you feel just a bit bashful. A small smile creeping against your lips. 
"You're bleeding, Wrecker, why didn't you say anything?" You asked. Holding his arm with your hands delicately. 
"I was too busy watching you admire our work." He told you. "Plus I didn't wanna bother you with it." He admitted. 
You shook your head, motioning with it back to the Marauder. 
"No, big guy, you'd never bother me. Let's get it cleaned up. Last thing we need is you losing an arm." You spoke with an eye roll. Turning to head back to the ship. Letting go of his arm in the process.
He stood there for a moment. The thought shocking him a bit, but an idea did come to mind. 
"You're right, then I wouldn't be able to do this!" He exclaimed. 
He ran up in behind you. Sweeping you off your feet with his big, strong arms. Causing a yelp and a string of giggles to leave your lips as you clung to him. 
"Wrecker!" You exclaimed with a wide grin. The brute smiling back. 
"What? I thought you liked being carried around?" He teased. 
You did indeed love being carried in his arms. You always felt so safe. So loved. 
"I never said that," you said with another titter. 
He just nodded. Setting you down once you were in close range of the medical kit. 
"Now sit down for me, alright?" 
He nodded at your words. Taking a seat on a stool as he waited for you to fish out the supplies that you needed. Eyes focusing on you. Admiring you in the silence. He felt lucky just having you near.
"Tech, where is the first aid kit?" You hollered to wreckers brother. Who you knew was nearby. You could hear him working on his own project in the other room. 
"Oh! I left it in the Fresher. Was helping Crosshair with a blaster wound, remember?" He hollered back. Not even raising his head once to acknowledge your voice. 
"Oh, right," you and Wrecker shrugged to each other. You honestly didn't even realize Crosshair had been shot. But you weren’t about to let Tech know, and from the looks Wrecker wasn't either. 
"I'll be right back then." You spoke, tapping Wreckers nose. Causing a grin to explode on both of your faces. 
"No, no, I can go get it. You just wait here, pretty thing." He told you. Standing, then grabbing your waist. Planting you onto the stool that he was just sitting on before. Before you could argue and protest. He was off heading for the fresher. 
You smiled with a sigh. Listening to him rummage around through the cabinets. Then a small, "oh!" Came from the room. Which you assumed was a victory, 'I found it!' 'Oh!'
And that it was. 
He came back to where you were sitting. Handing you the bag as the two of you traded places once more. You rummaged through it to find the supplies you needed. 
"Give me your arm, pretty please." You hummed. Smiling softly as he watched you closely. 
"Anything for you," the words made your stomach do flips. Having to bite your bottom lip to hide the wide smile that threatened to spread. 
"This may sting a bit, okay?" You spoke. Looking you into his eyes as you held a disinfectant close above the wound. He gave you a weary smile, but nodded nonetheless. 
He knew it would hurt, and if you were one of his brothers he may complain or try and beat you away. But you were the love of his life, even if you didn't know it, yet. He wanted to show you that he trusted you. That he was brave and strong. That everything was alright when you were the one doing it. 
"Oh kriff!" He snarled. Clenching his jaw and scrunched his face. Hissing at the contact as you cleaned the wound. 
"Shh, it's alright, be tough for me, you're doing so well." Your little nothings made him nod. Pushing through the stinging sensation and fighting back the urge to shove you away. 
He kept his eyes closed. Waiting for you to be done. This was another reason he didn't feel the need to tell you he had cut himself. Opening them when he felt something press against his arm. Just in time to see you kiss, and then lightly pat over the fresh bandage on his tanned skin. 
"All better, hm?" You said in a questioning tone. He nodded. Smiling a bit dumbfounded at the action he just witnessed. 
"You know," he murmured. Eyes catching yours with a sheepish grin. "It hurts here, too." He tapped his chest. Your eyes follow his fingers with a small smirk. Heart fluttering in your chest. "Can I have a kiss here, too?" He asked. Voice lowered a tad. 
You hummed, questioning his words for a second. Though you had already made the decision the moment he asked. 
"I don't see why not." You murmured, leaning forward.
You kissed his chest. A small sigh leaving his lips at the sight. He wasn't sure if he was dreaming or not. Staring down at you as your lips gently grazed over his blacks. Then pulled back. Your hands resting on his thighs for balance. 
He wet his lips as he watched you. Eyes wide with awe and you just smiled. "Anywhere else?" You asked, quirking a brow with a snicker. 
"How about here?" He tapped his forehead this time. You could get used to this little game of his. Having to lean up just a smidgen to reach his forehead. Even when he was sitting he was still a bit taller. 
Your soft lips touched his skin this time, and he thought he could just about die. Then and there. Your skin was so soft and delicate. This had to be a dream. It couldn't be real. 
"Any place else hurt?" You cooed, and he nodded. Just this time he reluctantly tapped his lips. 
"Here?" It wasn’t really a reply like the others. This one was more so a question. His eyes swimming through yours. Giving you a questioning, and hopeful look. That still left enough space for you to say no or laugh it off. 
He was ready for you to laugh at it. Kiss his cheek and call him a dork. But you surprised him. 
Your hands resting on his thighs moved, making him recoil a bit. Thinking you were going to back off, but instead you put them on his chest. Eyes darting down to his plump lips. Then back to his eyes. 
"Well.. how 'bout we fix that, then?" You nearly whispered, and lent forward. He swore he was about to just toppled over and die. He's had near death experiences before, and the way his heart pounded in his chest, and he felt all light headed and dizzy? It was like a form of adrenaline for him. A sudden familiarity of when a blaster bolt came whizzing by his face. Just this feeling was a lot nicer than that. 
Your touch was soothing and soft, and when your lips were close enough for your noses to bump. You stopped. As if to ask if he wanted this, even if he was the one to suggest it. He didn't feel like waiting any longer. Not when he's been waiting for this since the moment he met you. When you were assigned as their mechanic. When time stopped before him and he swore he'd never seen anything more beautiful. 
He brought a large hand up to your face. Pulling your lips to his. His touch gentle and caring. It took you by surprise, even if he has picked you up and carried you before. Or tickled you, or even held your hand when he was in a situation where he needed grounded and you offered the gesture. 
For a man that was built to destroy, and was pretty damn good at it. He was always so gentle with you. The prime definition of 'gentle giant.'
Your eyes fell shut as the kiss deepened. His other hand moving to hold your hip. Your hands sliding up his chest to wrap around his neck. 
When the two of you pulled back you left your eyes shut for a moment. Breathing a bit ragged as you both attempted to refill your lungs. Eyes fluttering open to meet his that were patiently watching you. Small smile gracing his handsome features. 
"You feel better, now?" You asked. Voice breathy and dreamy. 
He nodded, leaning in to press his forehead against your head. Smiling like a drunken fool. Though your smile was probably just as big. 
"'Course I do, been dreaming about kissing you since I met you." He told you. The thought making your heart dance. 
"Really?" You asked. Rubbing the back of his neck gently. 
He nodded. Kissing your cheek softly. 
"You betcha, you stole my heart the moment I saw that smile of yours, sweetheart." He cooed. Nose grazing against your skin. 
You shuddered at the contact. Smiling sheepishly. "Yeah?" He nodded in agreement. "Well you stole mine the moment you smiled back." 
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PATCH NOTES - Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid, Nintendo Switch ver. 2.6
Prepare for battle!
Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid for Nintendo Switch just received a new update. Here are the patch notes from the official website!
Major Improvements
CPU AI has been dramatically improved and a CPU Difficulty setting has been added to the Settings menu.
Lord Drakkon’s Throne Room (Story) and Command Center (Story) are now selectable stages.
CPU Difficulty affects Arcade, Story, and Versus (CPU) modes.
CPU AI now moves around and behaves more naturally.
Presentation Improvements
Camera effects improved on Throws, EX Attacks, Swap Strikes, and Supers.
Visual effect and dramatic super pause added to Super activations (i.e., “pre-flash pause”)
Slight character shake effect added to character attacks (during hitpause).
BGM Mode has been added to the Audio Settings menu, with options of Normal and Random (plays any stage BGM, regardless of stage selected).
Bug Fixes
Inflicting a “Super pause” against an incoming character no longer causes erratic behavior. I.e., performing a Super after KO-ing a character no longer causes the next incoming character to ignore Super pause.
Characters/Megazords
All Characters
Fixed a hitbox interaction issue with MZ Ultra activation (meaty throws versus MZ Ultra no longer causes erratic behavior)
Goldar
Goldar Tackle (Forward Special) total frame count increased from 65 to 73 to address a true infinite combo.
Dragon Armor Trini
Jet Rush (Back Special): DAT now becomes projectile invincible on frame 19, down from 45.
Missile Charge (Forward Special) is now cancelable (on hit or block) into Dragon Pound.
Mega Launch (EX Attack): follow-up blasts are now guaranteed to land regardless of distance.
Trini Megabeam (Neutral Special): fixed an issue that caused DAT’s Megabeam to deal excessive block damage.
Ranger Slayer
Pterotumble Attack (EX Attack): fixed an issue with Ranger Slayer’s facing direction in certain situations (now auto-corrects… correctly).
Tommy Oliver
Dragonzord Missile Assault (Super): cinematic startup can no longer be interrupted (“pre-flash” is invincible).
Jason Lee Scott
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Back Roll (Back Special): each blaster shot is now cancelable into special versions of Triple Slice 2. E.g., back special > special > forward special > forward special.
Cenozoic Blue Ranger
Portal Engine (Super): physics box adjustments to accommodate mid-screen hits.
Cenoball (Assist): durability increased significantly.
Jen Scotts
Fixed an issue where Jen Scotts’s position changed erratically when she’s hit in specific situations.
Standing Medium: hitbox height reduced slightly.
Forecast: Rain (Assist): assist entrance starting position moved forward slightly, making it easier to hit her before she fires her missiles. Assist projectile homing capability reduced slightly.
Time Force Combination (EX Attack): follow-up shots are now guaranteed to land regardless of distance.
Trey of Triforia
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Magna Defender
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Scorpina
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Soulshredder (Back Special follow-up): attack property has been fixed; is no longer an unblockable attack.
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Standing Heavy 2: damage reduced to 70, from 80.
Robert “RJ” James
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Knee Crush (Jumping Special): reduced initial jump height. Decreased total travel range and drop speed. Reduced blockstun from 27 frames to 21 (always jab punishable).
Wolf Crush (Jumping Special follow-up): reduced blockstun from 27 frames to 21 (i.e., punishable with most light attacks).
Standing Light: total damage reduced from 60 to 40.
Standing Medium: total damage reduced from 60 to 40.
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Health reduced to 950, down from 1000.
Sakura Strike (Assist): projectiles are now destroyed if their owner (Lauren) is successfully hit.
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Crouching Heavy: total damage reduced from 90 to 80. Each hit now applies a point of scaling. Meter gain slightly reduced.
Samurai Fire Detonate reworked
Samurai Symbol Power (Super): damage reduced from 500 to 470.
Hitbox height reduced significantly.
Speed increased significantly.
No longer hits multiple times (now a one-hit crumple, dealing 70 damage). Spawns one vertical butterfly projectile, down from three.
These changes are aimed to make Samurai Fire > Crouching Heavy sequences less oppressive against much of the cast.
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nintendonewsblogger · 20 days ago
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Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid update announced (version 2.6), patch notes
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Power Rangers: Battle for the Grid on Switch will soon be able to access version 2.6. The update includes big CPU AI improvements, character adjustments, and more.
The full patch notes are as follows:
Major Improvements
CPU AI has been dramatically improved and a CPU Difficulty setting has been added to the Settings menu.CPU Difficulty affects Arcade, Story, and Versus (CPU) modes. CPU AI now moves around and behaves more naturally.
Lord Drakkon’s Throne Room (Story) and Command Center (Story) are now selectable stages.
Presentation Improvements
Camera effects improved on Throws, EX Attacks, Swap Strikes, and Supers.
Visual effect and dramatic super pause added to Super activations (i.e., “pre-flash pause”)
Slight character shake effect added to character attacks (during hitpause).
BGM Mode has been added to the Audio Settings menu, with options of Normal and Random (plays any stage BGM, regardless of stage selected).
Bug Fixes
Inflicting a “Super pause” against an incoming character no longer causes erratic behavior. I.e., performing a Super after KO-ing a character no longer causes the next incoming character to ignore Super pause.
Characters/Megazords
All Characters
Fixed a hitbox interaction issue with MZ Ultra activation (meaty throws versus MZ Ultra no longer causes erratic behavior)
Goldar
Goldar Tackle (Forward Special) total frame count increased from 65 to 73 to address a true infinite combo.
Dragon Armor Trini
Jet Rush (Back Special): DAT now becomes projectile invincible on frame 19, down from 45.
Missile Charge (Forward Special) is now cancelable (on hit or block) into Dragon Pound.
Mega Launch (EX Attack): follow-up blasts are now guaranteed to land regardless of distance.
Trini Megabeam (Neutral Special): fixed an issue that caused DAT’s Megabeam to deal excessive block damage.
Ranger Slayer
Pterotumble Attack (EX Attack): fixed an issue with Ranger Slayer’s facing direction in certain situations (now auto-corrects… correctly).
Tommy Oliver
Dragonzord Missile Assault (Super): cinematic startup can no longer be interrupted (“pre-flash” is invincible).
Jason Lee Scott
Forward throw is now cancelable into Triple Slice.
Back Roll (Back Special): each blaster shot is now cancelable into special versions of Triple Slice 2. E.g., back special > special > forward special > forward special.
Cenozoic Blue Ranger
Portal Engine (Super): physics box adjustments to accommodate mid-screen hits.
Cenoball (Assist): durability increased significantly.
Jen Scotts
Fixed an issue where Jen Scotts’s position changed erratically when she’s hit in specific situations.
Standing Medium: hitbox height reduced slightly.
Forecast: Rain (Assist): assist entrance starting position moved forward slightly, making it easier to hit her before she fires her missiles. Assist projectile homing capability reduced slightly.
Time Force Combination (EX Attack): follow-up shots are now guaranteed to land regardless of distance.
Trey of Triforia
Wrath of Pyramidas (Super): cinematic startup can no longer be interrupted (“pre-flash”) is invincible.
Magna Defender
Normal attacks: Magna Defender can now perform Light > Medium > Heavy chains.
Scorpina
Health reduced to 950, down from 1000.
Soulshredder (Back Special follow-up): attack property has been fixed; is no longer an unblockable attack.
TK Sting (Assist): projectiles are now destroyed if their owner (Scorpina) is successfully hit. Each projectile applies 2 points of combo damage scaling, up from 1 each, reducing follow-up combo damage significantly.
Standing Heavy 1: damage reduced to 70, from 80.
Standing Heavy 2: damage reduced to 70, from 80.
Robert “RJ” James
Lunar Cyclone (Super): raw damage reduced from 480 to 450.
Knee Crush (Jumping Special): reduced initial jump height. Decreased total travel range and drop speed. Reduced blockstun from 27 frames to 21 (always jab punishable).
Wolf Crush (Jumping Special follow-up): reduced blockstun from 27 frames to 21 (i.e., punishable with most light attacks).
Standing Light: total damage reduced from 60 to 40.
Standing Medium: total damage reduced from 60 to 40.
Crouching Medium: no longer ignores the juggle limiter.
Standing Light and Standing Medium: now boost the juggle limiter gauge slightly.
Lauren Shiba
Health reduced to 950, down from 1000.
Sakura Strike (Assist): projectiles are now destroyed if their owner (Lauren) is successfully hit.
Standing Medium 1 and 2: added slight juggle limiter penalty.
Crouching Heavy: total damage reduced from 90 to 80. Each hit now applies a point of scaling. Meter gain slightly reduced.
Samurai Fire Detonate reworkedHitbox height reduced significantly. Speed increased significantly. No longer hits multiple times (now a one-hit crumple, dealing 70 damage). Spawns one vertical butterfly projectile, down from three. These changes are aimed to make Samurai Fire > Crouching Heavy sequences less oppressive against much of the cast.
Samurai Symbol Power (Super): damage reduced from 500 to 470.
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bayoubredcowboy · 21 days ago
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Partners
Chapter Three
Rating: soft M
Characters: Jotopa Kaid, Toby
Warnings/Tags: mutual pining intensifies even more, clone culture, talk of being abandoned, force fuckery
Summary: Anakin Skywalker calls up his friend and fellow Knight Jotopa Kaid to go "on a little mission" with clone captain Toby and basically ruins their lives.
Word Count: about 6k
Chapter One, Chapter Two
---Mission Continues---
First day of officer training, and he was a wreck. Of his batch, only himself and Pyro were selected for commissions. The rest, Joker, Checkmate, Lucky, Kit, Snow, Blue, all showing exceptional promise, had gone into their own specialized training regiments. Toby (still then called Worrier) and Pyro also had their specializations, but heaped on top was the added burden of command.
The young man Jotopa watched did not think he was cut out for the job.
This was a memory of a dream. A dream of a memory. She remembered it as vividly as she had then and was as helpless to stop herself from sinking into him as she had been then. Jotopa did not recognize this exact instance, but there were so many; it would have been impossible to remember them all.
Worrier at this age was long and lanky, his limbs this side of gangly as muscles began to fill in the spaces between his stretch-marked skin and bones. His hair was regulation cut, a wisp of beard and mustache attempting to play around his jaw and lip at this late hour. The day must have been a particularly stressful one: the honey brown of his eyes was hooded and downcast, an expression she learned to recognize as anxiety and unhappiness. A shock of sympathy rushed through her, and not for the first time, she wished for the ability to pull the young man into her arms, to comfort and soothe.
His younger brother Pyro had an arm draped around his hunched shoulders, soulful dark eyes tired and pinched with worry. They leaned into each other, their curly heads touching, one drawing strength from the other and sending it back just as effortlessly as breathing.
“It’ll be alright, ori’vod. We’ll be alright. Don’t worry. You can do this: I know you can,” Pyro was murmuring soothingly, a familiar refrain that had taken on the cadence of a lullaby and often lulled Jotopa to sleep when she was wakeful. Worrier’s mouth twisted, head dipping before he shrugged out of his brother’s embrace. Pyro’s shock lanced through him, crackling across his skin like a bolt from a training blaster to the chest. Worrier grimaced, tugged Pyro down to lay side by side on his bunk.
“You’re right, vod’ika, of course y’are. I can do this.” He said, forcing levity and assurance in his voice when he felt none, when there was none. He couldn’t do this, not under his own strength, but for Pyro, he would.
Jotopa slowly opened her eyes, the ever-present sound of rain still ringing in her ears even as the cacophony of the rainforest raced to replace it. She breathed out, slowly, deeply, took stock of her surroundings. Cassios-7. Beneath the starboard wing of her powerless ship in the makeshift camp set up by clone Captain Toby. A bedroll surrounded by netting infested with bugs. Most of note, the man curled around her, face nestled in the space between her shoulder and the back of her neck, not quite snoring. She swallowed and decided to focus on the pair of fox-like creatures moving across the tree line opposite her. She thought they must be going for the stream hidden not six paces into the dense thicket. Four days ago, she and the man who had his muscled arm draped across her middle found it as they had scouted out the immediate area around their ship and camp. She truly had not pegged him for a cuddler, and every night since the first morning she awoke cradled in his arms, she was somehow more surprised than the night preceding.
Her lips twitched up as she remembered the exasperation that flickered over his handsome face and through his Force signature when she told him she could sense the water was safe to drink. He had squatted down, the sunlight dappling attractively over his bare shoulders, and pulled out the water sampling kit. Eyebrow raised in unabashed challenge, he had asked if she didn’t mind if he double-checked, and she didn’t think she did the best job of concealing her immense amusement as she agreed that it was best he do so.
Hard to believe he was the same person from her dreams. Jotopa pulled her upper lip into her mouth, worried it with her teeth as a frown knit the space between her eyebrows. It didn’t make sense, she thought as she absently ran her palm up the captain’s warm forearm, eyes still carefully following the fox duo. The pair were a sleek sapphire, their tails bushy, their undercoats a lush emerald. Though not as long-limbed as Loth cats, something about the way they moved, about the glint around those dainty ink-black paws, convinced Jotopa that they were several orders of magnitude more dangerous. Her captain was much the same, Jotopa concluded as, with a deft leap, one of the agile blue and green foxes snatched a bird out of the sky.
With a sigh of regret, she slipped out of the warm shelter of his arms and stood to stretch. Her eyes were drawn to the sleeping man at her feet, sweeping her eyes over him briefly as she thought about the day ahead. Though the past four days had seen them very busy, Jotopa couldn’t help but feel slightly impatient. The jungle was dense, and both she and her captain well knew the dangers of setting off without having a game plan or without having any navigational methods or bearings to help them should they get lost. She thought she was doing a good job of keeping her desire to leave the confines of the camp to herself. It couldn’t be said that she did not enjoy Toby’s company. The opposite was true: she enjoyed his company too much. Watching him as he went about his self-appointed duties, the play of light and movement of muscle beneath his sweat-slicked skin quickly established itself as her favorite hobby. Jotopa did her best not to indulge, but his smiles often drew her helplessly in, little gifts he gave generously, and she was addicted to the way his eyes lit in surprise and pleasure when she did something he supposed out of the ordinary.
But all of that fueled her conviction that they leave this place as soon as possible, so when she could tear her eyes from him, she found herself pacing the edges of the tree line, waiting for her captain to finish his preparations. The coil of tension that burned hot in her navel each time Toby set eyes on her form turned into a restless energy that she was eager to put to use in the jungle. If she were able, Jotopa would gather every atom of frustration into her legs and leap over the treetops and directly to the top of the spire. But she would wait for him. She would wait for him to be ready.
As all their usual navigation methods were unavailable, they were forced to fall back on more primitive means. It was something they were both well versed in, and even luckier for them both, that Captain Toby, being a scout, was especially suited. Jotopa smiled at the sleeping clone captain, let herself admire his plush lips framed by beard stubble, the broad set of his shoulders, and the groove of muscles cut into his abdomen in the predawn light. Just visible above where the waistband of his blacks slung low across his hips, she could just barely make out streaking bands of stretch marks, the dark trail of hair that had its origin at his belly button, and she clenched her fingers to dispel the desire to reach down and touch them. There were things to do, and she needed to do them before he caught her gawking at him.
Jotopa silently slipped out of the netting, noting as she did that the foxes were gone, and the only evidence of their presence was the bloody remains of their breakfast just barely visible in the tall grass. A soft laugh escaped her, and she shook her head and made for the center of the clearing, where it was quickly becoming her habit to perform her morning stretching and katas before Captain Toby woke.
Face turned towards the sun, Jotopa spread her arms wide and simply listened to the world around her for a long moment. Master D’Aleric always said that a Jedi’s first duty was to the Force and that no Jedi worth his or her salt was ever remiss in taking the first minutes of the day in grounding themselves as deeply as they could in its presence. Jotopa took his lessons to heart, and for her, on Cassios-7, that meant greeting the sun as it crested the horizon and began to peek between the tangle of tree trunks shyly.
The sunlight was warm on already warm skin as she slowly dropped her arms. On her shoulders, her leather vest sat uncomfortably, and Jotopa, tired and irritated already from wearing it in the unrelenting heat and fearing to chafe if she continued, shed it with little thought. Feeling much cooler without the stifling weight of her vest, Jotopa quickly fell into her first form and, mind clear, allowed herself to think about the dream she’d had.
For nearly half her life, her dreams and idle imaginings had been haunted by images and scenes of a life for which she had no reference but of which she was sure was real. Worrier and his brothers were sometimes more real to her than the memories of her fellow younglings in the creche. When sadness threatened, when self-doubt tapped at her ragged shields with poison-tipped claws, she was as likely to ground herself by humming batch songs and snatches of cadence she picked up in her dreams as she was the songs of her covert or the techniques taught to her by Master D’Aleric. Without ever having spoken to him, he saved her life more times than he could ever know.
But it was one thing to know, in a distant way, that you were connected to someone. It was alright when the longing to see him face to face was an ache in her chest that she knew could never be satisfied. How could she fulfill that desire when she knew nothing of him besides his name and number, besides the fact that he was one unforgettable face lost among a sea of identical faces? It was an impossible dream. And it was safe. The longing she felt. The desire that grew with the long years, her feelings and regard for a man she was so certain she would never, ever in her lifetime meet. A Sentinel could not afford to dwell on what could never be, and Jotopa strove to be the best in her generation. The darkness was growing, and even though every dream, every glimpse of his face filled her with light, she couldn’t afford to falter, not when there was so much work left undone.
Jotopa grappled with the shock of Worrier as she often saw him in her dreams and Toby as he was now. The reality of it. The way everything about him was even more overwhelming than in her dreams. For so long, she had only known him by the name his fellow cadets had given him. It burned, it clawed at her insides when the Council disseminated the alert, and she was finally able to provide a proper label for her honey-eyed Worrier: clone trooper. Slave soldier. Born to die in service to the Republic. And the Jedi were the ones chosen to lead them to their deaths. It grated. It grated in a way, Jotopa couldn’t wholly attribute to her morals.
Often, she wanted to reach out for him and stopped herself. Since the war began, she dreamed of him less. His mind was often out of her reach, and she hated how much that worried her. But worse was the crippling relief every time she felt his mind return from whatever deep levels of unconsciousness from which it had been trapped and reach out towards her. It wasn’t fair, but then, she thought as she swiftly moved from the easier katas and into the more intensive forms, life didn’t promise fairness. Her fault for getting attached to a man she wholly couldn’t have. That he was safe was important. That she had an opportunity to spend time with him, to admi- (study, she corrected herself hastily, sternly, cursing when her concentration broke, and she flubbed her backflip).
She landed as gracefully as she could and rubbed her temples in irritation. The hairs on the back of her neck rose, and seconds later, the sounds of Toby shifting as he woke reached her. Jotopa sucked her teeth, stomping off towards the tree line. She needed a stick to run through her katas. That would help her concentrate, she decided firmly. And worst-case scenario, she could beat herself to death with it.
A week back in the welcoming bosom of the Jedi Temple was enough to convince Jotopa that she did not belong here anymore. The man who called himself her Master was kind enough to show her to their old suite of rooms. He’d maintained them all these years, and the fact that he one day intended to come to collect her like a suit left overlong at the dry cleaner’s hung heavy in every breath of recycled air she pulled into her lungs.
The young woman that the young cadet, once known as Worrier but now called Toby, watched was a stranger in her own home. This was a familiar dream. A well-trod memory. The dimensions of these rooms were as familiar to him as his sleeping tube on Kamino. He thought she must often think of it, like picking at a scab until it formed a scar that she in turn was unable to leave off.
Sometimes, she remembered her room best, the moment she walked in and saw that everything had been left just as it was when she left it years ago. She would touch the desk, run a nail-bitten finger through the fine layer of dust, a thick feeling rising in her throat and hurting her so much the echo of it resonated in his skin and bones when he woke. At times, she would linger in the kitchen; eyes fixed on objects he didn’t know the purpose of.
But today was different. Today, she went down the road less traveled. Today, she spoke to her Master.
D’Aleric was always on the couch, waiting for her. The Chiss Jedi Master was friendly, kind, and compassionate. Tousled, close-cropped hair. Warm, bone-crushing hugs that never failed to make her feel safe and wanted. Robes that smelled of home. That was the Master D’Aleric young Kadijah knew. That was the Master D’Aleric who sat waiting patiently for Jotopa Kaid. When they alighted upon her, his crimson eyes were sympathetic, as if she had disappointed him somehow, and it galled Toby every time that it seemed as if she agreed with the assessment. If he were able, he would gather her up and protect her from the honeyed poison of her Master’s soft gaze.
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Pack rubbing a blister on his naked back and feeling more vulnerable than he had since the first time he jumped, with nothing but his blacks and a breather clamped between clenched teeth, into the raging Kaminoan sea, Toby followed Jotopa as she slowly picked a path through the dense jungle.
If Joker could see him now, even he, who never heard a joke that could crack the impenetrable fortress of his face, would be doubled over in laughter at his predicament. Many were the nights that Pyro and Checkmate crawled into his tube, the three of them passing snippets of bawdy one-liners they’d picked up from other batches and squads between each other, weaving them into ridiculous stories and jokes that made even Snow pause, and there was hardly anything that could put him off his dinner.
How many times had Joker told the three of them, and him especially, that if they spent less time karking around, maybe they’d know the regs frontways and backways like he did, eh?
Well, tell a guy something enough, and it finally gets through his thick head. His batchers would be proud. Four days had come and gone since their arrival on Cassios-7, and Toby had not spent the time idle. Since his hardy little Jetii woke the day after their crash landing, he made it his business to learn the immediate area around them like the back of his hand. It was vital for him to have an excellent working knowledge of his surroundings. With so many unknowns about their circumstances and with so much of their equipment currently inoperable, his Knight would be depending on him to know what to do and where to go at all times.
So it was with surprise and no small amount of pleasure when on the second full day of their stranding, she joined him in familiarizing herself with the lay of the land. She was skilled, nearly as proficient as he was in many tasks. The little beauty could count paces and subtly make landmarks with the best of his vode, better than some. The thought didn’t rankle. There was a familiarity about her actions that he couldn’t quite figure out, something about her besides her staggering beauty that drew him up short time and again. But that was fine. Patience was instilled in him by the finest trainers in the galaxy. Sooner or later, it would come to him. What was bothersome was her casual dependence, her easy confidence in the Force, and if he caught himself challenging her assumptions here and there just to see her dark eyes narrow or the quick upturn of her plush lips, well, that was his business.
Knight Kaid. Jotopa. She wanted him to call her Jotopa. Jotopa. Jotopa.
Jotopa was a ball of impatient energy. It became clear to him early on that she was content with a more rudimentary setup than he was. Though he supposed with a derisive snort, if he had some mystical power to depend upon, he would be too. Given how much she seemed to enjoy pressing him on more trivial matters, Toby expected a struggle when he cautiously broached the subject of pausing for a few days in their camp. But she surprised him again, looking up at him with an earnest expression in her lovely brown eyes, listening to his argument with a focus that made his skin feel hot, and then agreeing so readily he later questioned why he even brought it up. The way she looked at him when she said she trusted him to know when it was time to go still made his heart thud painfully in his chest. Despite the resolution he made then and there to stay as far away from her as possible, Toby nevertheless found himself gravitating to her side by the time the sun was setting.
Despite herself, by the third day, she was pacing the bounds of the camp, her eyes scanning the sky, her hands on her shapely hips, head tilted towards the barely visible Temple spire as if she could summon the artifact to her side through sheer will alone. Toby spent many unproductive hours hidden away in high vantage points watching her. Jotopa was up even earlier than he was, but he often woke in time to watch her doing her stretches and her exercises. He would lay, sleepy and still, and admire the graceful movements of her body, so much different than any Jetiise he had ever seen before. Later in the day, he would contrast her early morning serenity with the way she delicately balanced on the balls of her feet, looking like she would sprint off into the jungle at any moment. It was a curious thing that the only reason she did not was that he asked it of her.
But regardless of how much different she was from other Jetiise, despite how she made him feel things he wasn’t supposed to be feeling, Toby figured she was still just a Jetii. He knew how to deal with those.
Joker would most definitely be laughing his ass off at his big brother Worrier right now.
In his defense, she caught him off guard: hers were the first pair of breasts he had ever seen (not that the fact made him any less certain they were the most perfect and well-formed in the entire galaxy). And it was morning. He hadn’t even had his ration bar yet, for Prime’s sake! It wasn’t like he’d never seen breasts before; he’d gotten the same thorough sex education and anatomy flash training as every other cadet. And even if he didn’t spend nearly all of his conscious hours on missions, he was sure he wouldn't spend his time as some of his vode did, trawling the clone intranet looking at all the illegal porn there was available; there were always more entertaining things to do than that. But even if he had, nothing could’ve prepared him for the sight of her practically half-naked. He’d gawked at her like a dumb shiny, not sure what he should look at more: those parted full lips, her breasts in that ridiculous mesh top, those abs, those toned abs, or the alluring flare of her hips, aware in a profound way that the true answer was that he shouldn’t look at any of it.
Hard not to remember the way her dark areolas had tightened into tight little buds the longer he stared at her, thrusting so enticingly through her top that even now, his mouth watered. He was absolutely, miserably sure her skin was the softest thing he would never be allowed to touch and try as he might; Toby couldn’t figure where this conviction came from. At some point, she licked her lips (a move he followed with incredible attention) and asked him what his plans were for the day. He mentally thanked her for being precise. Maker only knew what might have come out of his mouth if she had been a little vaguer. Instead, through the rush of blood heading towards his groin, he’d told her that he was ready to make an attempt on the Temple. A lie, that. But one he would take to his grave.
If he thought about it, Toby knew he could easily recall innumerable situations that were much worse than this. Trekking through the jungle half-naked with only a knife to defend himself didn’t even touch his top twenty shitlist. Was it hot as fuck? Yes, even in halfsies, he was sweating his balls off, and even though every glimpse of her skin did nothing but reroute precious blood from his brain, Toby knew shedding the leather vest was the wiser decision. Was it noisy? Yes, loud as fuck, but it was nothing compared to 79’s when the Wolfpack rolled in fresh from a victory or in the Guard barracks that time Hound got ahold of contraband whiskey. And none of it so loud as cannons firing. He wasn’t the biggest fan of being without blasters and rifle, but Toby wouldn’t count himself an ARC trooper of any worth if he couldn’t adapt to that little handicap. Oh, and the biggest kicker: had he worked with worse Jetiise before? That was a resounding fuck, yes. He might have only known Jotopa Kaid for four and a half days, but in that time, she’d shown herself to have more honor, compassion, and grit than any Jetiise he’d ever had the misfortune of laying eyes on.
Just ahead of him, she stopped and crouched beside the trunk of a tree whose outstretched branches drooped with long, wispy vines. Carefully, Toby settled in next to her. The trees surrounding them created a thick canopy that obscured the sky, and the occasional shafts of light that pierced the quiet gloom were of indeterminate quality and impossible to tell time with. Among the trees, the air was hot and still, and at first, he wondered why his Jetii decided to break at this tree, but then he felt the slightest hint of a breeze cooling the sweat on his skin and picked up the faint movement of the draping vines. In the low light, their matching grins shone.
“I thought I sensed this break in the trees about a kilometer back, but I wanted to confirm,” she whispered. Toby tilted his head.
“How could you sense a change like that, sir?” He asked, curious despite himself. Though her expression remained the same, Toby was suddenly convinced she was self-conscious. She laughed softly, shrugging.
“The density of the Living Force changes in a clearing. It doesn’t empty, of course, because a clearing isn’t devoid of life, but it’s a different quality, you could say.” She cut her eyes away, cupped her elbows in her hands. “It was a hunch, anyway.”
Carefully, Toby parted the curtain of vines. “It was a good hunch, Jo,” he said as he looked out onto the clearing, taking note of the position of the sun and estimating that it was mid-morning. “The spire looks even closer from here.” At her indrawn breath, he looked back at her, only to find her staring at him open-mouthed.
“Sir? Are you alright?” He asked even as he shifted his position to check her for injuries. It hadn’t sounded like a noise of pain, but it couldn’t hurt to be sure, especially when they had limited medical supplies. She gently caught his hands in hers, halting his inspection.
“I’m alright, Toby,” she said, making a face. Toby cocked his head, eyebrows furrowing at this entirely new expression. A tendril of worry curled in his stomach, and he quickly reviewed their conversation, trying to locate his error so he could improve and she would smile at him again.
“Did I do something wrong?” He asked when he drew a blank, and he tried to keep the anxiety out of his tone, choosing instead to stroke the pad of one thumb across the palm of her hand. Her’s were much softer than his by far, but even still, he felt the gun calluses on her fingers, felt the way work had toughened the skin. He didn’t need to take his gloves off for that: she often touched him on his arm and shoulder enough to sear her touch into his memory.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” she said vehemently, wresting one hand from him so she could rest it on his chest above his heart. “I’m sorry if I gave you that impression. You surprised me, is all.” The knot in his stomach loosened, a lazy warmth spreading through his chest at her touch.
“I surprised you?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. She smiled, all teasing eyes and bright teeth, and the anxious knot dissolved completely. When she moved to slide past him and enter the clearing, he let her.
“You often do, Captain. It’s part of why I like you so much.” She threw over her shoulder, and Toby rolled his eyes, glad neither that she nor his batch brothers could see his dopey grin.
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By late afternoon, Jotopa decided that either they were lost or something was afoot. The spire that seemed so close in the meadow at mid-morning break was not closer for all their walking. Several times over the hours, she or Toby would stop and carefully climb to the top of a tree and regain their bearings, assure themselves they had not gotten lost or were going in circles. Each time they confirmed the same facts: they were on the correct heading, and the Temple looked to be no more than a kilometer or two away.
And yet, the sun was beginning to tilt downwards, and they were no closer to the Temple than they were that morning.
Honestly, she should have noticed sooner. Any other mission, any other time, Jotopa knew she would have, but ever since her encounter with Toby in camp before they set off, her concentration had been...scattered.
A more mature Jedi would have already brushed the incident off. The entire thing wouldn’t have even been rated as being anything of note. What did it matter, someone like Master D’Aleric or Master Lidan would have reasoned, that her clone trooper was attracted to her? The galaxy was teeming with life and full of possibilities. Was she so immature as to think that she was immune to being looked at, and was she so weak that she couldn’t simply shrug it off, release what discomfort she might feel from his interest into the Force, and focus her attention on the task at hand? She was a Sentinel, a Jedi who lived among the people and the shadows and brought light to them. Discomfort was as much a part of her day-to-day as eating and drinking.
It was only that his interest didn’t make her uncomfortable. It scared her, but only because she had convinced herself that what she felt was internal and limited to her own foolishness. So to be frozen on the spot, heart in her throat, while he looked at her with an expression that was so nakedly hungry, she would have known exactly what he wanted even if his Force signature wasn’t a billowing swirl of desire and frustration. It made thinking difficult. Certainly, Jotopa didn’t think she could be faulted for that, but even so, she was supposed to be better than this. She expected better of herself than this.
With a soft sigh, the young Sentinel looked out of the corner of her eye at her companion. The armor he had worn when departing the Resolute reminded her in many ways of the armor members of her covert wore, and she supposed that made sense. He and all his vode were clones of the Mandalorian Jango Fett, and the irony of that was not lost to her. His pauldron, helmet, and chest plates had bolstered his aura of lethality. Looking at him now, with only his vambraces and gauntlets on, the calm, watchful expression on his face as they picked their way through the undergrowth, the careful way he marked trees as they went, Jotopa decided he looked more dangerous and more natural, like this.
When they broke through a tangle of trees and found themselves in a small copse, Jotopa called for a break.
“We’re not going in circles, but we’re not making any progress,” Toby said, getting straight to the point as he rummaged through their pack and tossed her water and a ration bar. Jotopa smiled around her swig of water. There was a tree, larger than all the others and twice as wide, its bark peeling in long grey strips, whose roots pushed out of the rich black soil and created a small depression of moss and leaves. Jotopa dropped her hands to her belt, intending to use her kama as a makeshift blanket. Behind her, Toby made a choked noise.
“A-Ah, let me,” he said, and in a few practiced motions, his kama was drawn from his hips and draped across the depression. Jotopa blinked.
“Oh. Thank you.” She said, gingerly sitting. His kama was made of pliable synth leather, the black painted with thick blue stripes. There were faint scratches in the material and what she recognized as blaster burns that had been lovingly cleaned and repaired. In the Force, the kama sang with his signature. Jotopa smiled softly and looked up to where Toby had taken a seat on a root to her left.
“So,” Toby started, rolling his water bottle between his hands, a pensive look on his sweaty face, “how is it that we’ve been walking through this jungle all day, and we’re no closer to the temple than when we started?”
Jotopa shrugged.
“It’s probably some Force osik. It usually is, in my experience.” She said casually, reaching out to pluck a large pink blossom and study it. It was large, requiring two hands to hold it, the petals rich and shot through with deep blue veins. The stamens pulsed purple in the dappled light above. Toby made a strangled noise in the back of his throat. She thought it might have been a mix of disbelief and irritation. Jotops hid her smile behind the flower.
“Sir, you don’t even know what that,” he pulled in a deep breath and seemed to reevaluate himself. When he continued, his tone was more level but no less skeptical, “Force osik, huh? An astute observation.”
“Hmm, I know. It’s almost like we’re on a planet steeped in Force energy, and our mission was to retrieve a powerful artifact of unknown power.” She said dryly.
“Point taken,” he said with a chuckle, and she ducked her head, unwilling to let him see how much his laugh affected her. It wasn’t fair how much she liked him. It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair.
“Where did you learn Mando’a?” He eventually asked in a tentative tone. Jotopa smiled down at the flower in her lap, stroked the soft petals between her fingers.
“My mother taught me. I’m a foundling.” She said and felt his confusion roll over her skin even before he voiced his question.
“A foundling? But,” he trailed off at her self-deprecating laugh, and she did not see the frown on his face, lost as she now was in her memories.
“It’s a little confusing, I know. When I was thirteen, my Master traded me for intel. It was the right thing to do: he saved an entire village of children with what he learned. I was given to a Mandalorian who adopted me, and I threw myself completely into that life. Until my Master returned for me three or so years later.”
The copse was still amongst the shrieking of the birds. Jotopa could hear him shifting, feel his confusion and an undercurrent of some emotion that ran too fast for her to grasp or understand.
“He gave you away, and you went back with him. Why?” His incredulous, angry tone made her laugh. The answer was so obvious.
“The Force, of course. It told me that if I became a Jedi, I would find something extraordinary.”
He furrowed his brow.
“Did you?” She looked up at him, smiled softly.
“Yes. I did.”
He huffed, feeling his face heat at her earnest expression. When she looked at him like that, he was never sure what to do, and it didn’t help that her story was too much like his dreams for comfort. Bad enough that it made his blood simmer in his dreams; in person, he was nearly boiling with rage. It didn’t take a genius to see how much it hurt to be traded away like that, like something that didn’t matter, and even if she excused it or said that it was the right thing to do, Toby knew in his guts, she was wrong. She deserved better than that.
“Well, whatever it was you found, I hope it was worth it to you, Jo,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand and offering to help her stand with the other. She took it with a grateful smile, and he pulled her up effortlessly.
“I think we should head back to camp. What do you think?” She asked. He ran his fingers through his sweaty hair and considered a moment before nodding.
“Think so. If we’re lucky, we won’t encounter any night predators.” He said pessimistically, and she laughed.
“Looking on the bright side, I see. On the way back, would you mind telling me a little about yourself, please?” She asked, holding her arms out for the pack. He shot her an affronted look and shouldered it. Slightly put out, she checked their position and headed in the direction of the camp.
Grimacing, Toby walked behind her in silence for several minutes. It wasn’t that he didn’t think she could carry the weight, far from it, but it was just a small pack. He was used to carrying much heavier loads, and he hadn’t scratched the reserves of his stamina yet. Though she wasn’t making a big deal out of it, he could tell by the set of her shoulders and the way the air around her seemed a little dimmer that she was still upset, and that wasn’t something he wanted.
“I was in the Coruscant Guard before being assigned to General Skywalker,” he said, squinting up at the trees ahead. Her interest, of a different flavor than usual, lighter but still good, still very good, tingled over his skin. His mouth twitched up.
“Oh? What was that like?” She asked, and he didn’t know why he was surprised by how genuine the question was. It tied his tongue into knots.
“Ahh. Noisy.” He said, vastly understating the hell that was Guard service, and she giggled, which was something he liked very much. They walked in companionable silence for some distance.
“What about Anakin? Does he treat you well?” She asked just as they broke through the trees and entered their camp. The question drew Toby up short, and instead, he commented on what great time they made: the sun was still out.
“So it is. Chalk that up to more Force osik, huh?” Jotopa said teasingly. Toby nodded distractedly and let her pull him by the hand into camp.
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nibeul · 23 days ago
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Dad Hunter this, Dad Hunter that, ok, but what about Omega and Tech being absolute menaces around the ship, hm? They are the little sibling duo and you are going to tell me they would not bug the shit out of everyone else? Do you not think that Tech would encourage Omega to swear, teach them the ins and outs of the ship for all the good hiding spots, or show them where Hunter keeps his candy stash (because come on, they definitely have one)?
What about Wrecker, would he not give Omega back breaking hugs every time they say they miss home? He made a little room for them, furnished with his own plush, and you know that Omega is going to be holding onto that forever. Would he not make sure to save extra rations for them, pick them up whenever they’ve fallen asleep somewhere other than their bed, or teach them how to play a simple card game to pass through their time in space?
And Echo, I think Echo would be more reserved, but oh, if Omega ever had a nightmare, you know his bed is open for them to crawl into in the dead of night because the nightmares from Skako Minor haven’t stopped but maybe, just maybe he can help them instead. And it’s small things, I’m sure of it, like braiding their hair whenever Tech is too busy, or putting himself between them and any threats... he is loyal to a fault after all, would he not lay down his life for them if it came to it?
Dad Hunter is good, but it is time we stop neglecting to mention the rest of the batch, this has been a PSA
Bonus: When they finally get Crosshair back, I think he’d be the one to really teach Omega how to wield a blaster. He’d give them one of his shoulder pads, guide them through the steps, show them how to aim and when to fire... I think that Omega would soften his harsh edges up just a little bit, and when they ask for a story, well, how can he refuse? And if anyone ever finds him passed out with Omega sleeping comfortably against his side, well, he can’t really get out of that one as much as he’d like to deny it.
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accursedkaleeshi · 23 days ago
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Depressing Grievous Headcanon: Rage against the machine
One of the core reasons Grievous has such a huge chip on his shoulder about the Jedi Order is because the way the Huk treated his people. Not that the Kaleesh were the most welcoming of people beforehand but they were extremely jaded by how the Republic pinned the Bitthaevrian conflict on them. Dooku had been involved in that so you already know he reported how savage the Kaleesh were, leading other civilizations to look down on them after the Republic had been the ones to ASK for their help. So Grievous was born into this culture that cultivated this high key resentment towards how his people were perceived by outsiders.
So the Huk showed up & were like "cool look at these bone lizards we can take advantage of, bitches can't even afford real blasters out here". Exactly the worst thing they could do to the Kaleesh was start selling them. As lesser people. The Huk were 100% unrepentant about their opinion of them as primitive. Even after Qymaen returned as Grievous & very efficiently started eradicating them from his planet. It had literally been his whole life that these bugs dehumanized (for lack of a better word) his people. As far as he was concerned the Huk had ample chance to de-escalate. They wanted savages, he delivered.
The Jedi issued to stop the Kaleesh from demolishing Yam'rii & their interests were SO sure they were doing the right thing from up on their moral high ground. They treated the Kaleesh so patronizingly that Dooku did not have to do a lot of convincing on the Jedi-hatred front. As a cyborg Grievous had these really fucked up complexes that clashed together & made him unstable & contrary af. His hatred of elitist flawed systems was channeled exclusively into hatred for the Republic but at the same time Grievous was absolutely better than you. This is also why he hates every fiber of Dooku's being & sees him as the worst person he has ever met by a wide margin.
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asiannew598 · 24 days ago
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AMD Mobility Radeon Hd 2400, AMD Mobility Radeon Hd 2600, AMD Mobility Radeon Hd 3400, AMD Mobility Radeon Hd 3450, AMD Mobility Radeon Hd 3470, AMD Mobility Radeon Hd 3650, ATI Mobility Radeon HD 3400, ATI Radeon HD 3000, ATI Radeon HD 4850 Driver
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Submitted Aug 2, 2013 by mahesh (DG Staff Member): 'Graphics Driver File'
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ASUS
Source: Manufacturer Website (Official Download) Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win 7, Win 7 x64 File Version: Version 8.84 File Size: 165.3 MB File Name:
VGA_ATI_Win7_64_Z884.zip
Overall Rating: (5 ratings, 5 reviews)
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Submitted Oct 29, 2012 by Manikandan (DG Staff Member): 'Graphics Driver File'
Satellite L455-S5975 Driver
Toshiba
Source: Manufacturer Website (Official Download) Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win 7, Win 7 x64 File Version: Version 8.634.1 File Size: 116.6 MB File Name:
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Overall Rating: (8 ratings, 8 reviews)
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7UPG_GRAPHICS_DRIVER_ATI_32_8.635_8.635.0908260.ZIP Driver
ATI
Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win NT 4.0, Win NT 3.51 File Version: Version 8.635.0.0000 Release Date: 2009-08-04 File Size: 111.5 MB File Name:
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Submitted Dec 4, 2009 by DriverGuide (DG Staff Member)
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Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win 8, Win 7, Win Vista File Version: Version 13.4 File Size: 94.2 MB File Name:
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Submitted Aug 2, 2013 by mahesh (DG Staff Member): 'Graphics Driver File'
VGN-FW21L Driver
Sony
Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win 7 File Version: Version 8.635.0908260 File Size: 111.5 MB File Name:
7UPG_Graphics_Driver_ATI_32_208.635_8.635.0908260.zip
Overall Rating: (1 rating, 1 review)
143 Downloads
Submitted Jun 28, 2013 by Shanmugasundaramg (DG Staff Member): 'Graphics Driver File'
GRAPHICS_DRIVER_ATI_DORAEMON4_64_8.583.2.0.ZIP Driver
ATI
Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win NT 4.0, Win NT 3.51 File Version: Version 8.583.2.0000 Release Date: 2009-03-02 File Size: 114.3 MB File Name:
GRAPHICS_DRIVER_ATI_DORAEMON4_64_8.583.2.0.ZIP
Overall Rating: (1 rating, 1 review)
272 Downloads
Submitted Dec 28, 2009 by DriverGuide (DG Staff Member)
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AMD
Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win 8 x64, Win 7 x64 File Version: Version 13.4 File Size: 141.8 MB File Name:
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Overall Rating: (5 ratings, 5 reviews)
9,737 Downloads
Submitted Aug 2, 2013 by mahesh (DG Staff Member): 'AMD Catalyst Display Driver File'
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AMD
Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win 8, Win 7, Win Vista File Version: Version 13.1 File Size: 107.5 MB File Name:
13-1-legacy_vista_win7_win8_32_dd_ccc.exe
Overall Rating: (3 ratings, 3 reviews)
2,839 Downloads
Submitted Aug 2, 2013 by mahesh (DG Staff Member): 'Graphics Driver File'
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AMD
Device Type: Graphics / Video Adapter Supported OS: Win 8 x64 File Version: Version 13.1 File Size: 154.1 MB File Name:
13-1-legacy_vista_win7_win8_64_dd_ccc.exe
Overall Rating: (5 ratings, 5 reviews)
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Submitted Aug 2, 2013 by mahesh (DG Staff Member): 'Graphics Driver File'
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