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idolish7rabbitchats · 5 years

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Izumi Iori: Wonderful Octave Rabbit Chat Part 5

7: Iori, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

2: Happy B-Day. You worked hard on the radio huh!

5: Iori-kun, happy birthday.

3: Even though everyone blushed! lol

6: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, Iori. Please always stay by my side.

4: Iorin, HBD! I’ll make you smiiiiiiile

1: Thank you very much (Mad)

1: I mean, do we need to group chat when everyone is in the dorm?

3: No no, it’s because this is all about celebrating!

6: We definitely should keep Iori and our precious days in our memories. We could remember it anytime when we reread the log.

7: Speaking of keeping memories, I should’ve recorded the radio the other day. It was really fun, it feels like a waste that I can listen to it only once!

T: Iori-san, Happy Birthday! I’m happy everyone could enjoy the on-air!

5: I told you this before too but, when Iori-kun is the personality, he talks politely so it’s easy to listen. We also could peep into his daily life from it; it’s like the listeners could smile from listening to it.

3: He was talking about the dorms huh!

4: About school too.

2: I said this in a Rabbit Chat too but, thanks for picking Onii-san’s request. Wanting to go on a drive together was a cute wish.

1: It sounded a little bit different but, from here too, thank you.

7: A drive sounds nice! I want to go too!

4: Me too!

6: Driving with everyone is nice.

3: If you guys come with, it’s not gonna be for Iori’s birthday is it?

7: You’re saying you wanna go while typing in the Rabbit Chat!

3: Ahahah! I was found out huh lol

5: I want to go together too. It would be difficult alone so I could take over driving halfway through.

2: Somehow we end up with a huge family (lol) It’s helpful to add a driver.

1: Isn’t that all the members? Guess it can’t be helped.

1: Is there anything you want to ask of me?

2: You’re the main, you just can act like you’re boasting.

4: Yeah yeah! Since you’re the main.

4: [Sunglasses Pudding Stamp]

5: Your birthday is today but driving is also to celebrate Iori-kun’s birthday.

3: The cake will be ready soon too! Just wait a minute!

1: I see… Thank you.

1: Then, I’ll accept your kindness.

T: [Smiling Kinako Stamp]

3: Oh yeah, I got an excited Rabbit Chat from Momo-san. He seemed to be really happy you picked his request!

1: I thanked him over the phone too.

7: It seems like the fans enjoyed “Twelve Hits” too!

T: I’m happy that we are receiving comments from many people!

*T: How was Momo-san’s reaction over you picking his request?

1: He praised me while saying he was excited that it was a heart-pounding line like me. Even though that made me feel weird.

1: I’m really looking forward to the radio shows with the other members each becoming a personality from now on.

1: Especially the variety corner huh.

7: Right! I’m also really looking forward to it!

3: I’m nervous...

5: I should be able to perform skillfully like Iori-kun did...

1: Nobody can run away from that corner. Just prepare to do it.

2: But next time it’s Onii-san huh....

3: Ah! It seems the cake will be ready soon!

4: Yay!

4: I was waiting!

4: [Sparkling Kinako Stamp]

2: You are more eager for it than the main Ichi (lol)

5: We prepared the presents. It would be nice if they made you happy.

1: It’s a common phrase but, I’m happy with anything if everyone chose it for me.

1: I was equally happy from the letters and mail I received for this time’s radio job.

T: Iori-san looked through all the letters you received.

1: It’s for research of what our fans are thinking and what they’ll enjoy, but also it purely made me feel grateful every time I read their letters.

1: Realizing what we did definitely arrived to someone’s heart made my heart warm.

1: From now on too, let’s show them IDOLiSH7’s charm with 7 people.

2: Right. It’s reassuring if we have Ichi.

7: I’ll work hard, Iori!

4: Yeah

6: IDOLiSH7’s charm will reach everywhere in this world.

5: Let’s work hard together, Iori-kun.

3: Let’s make everyone smile together!

1: Yes.

1: From now on too, please take care of me.

V2:

T: I’m happy that we are receiving comments from many people!

T: How did the fans react?

1: Seems like many people felt closer than usual because it was a talking style radio show. Also could be because I talked about my usual life too.

1: I’m really looking forward to the radio shows with the other members each becoming a personality from now on.

V3:

T: I’m happy that we are receiving comments from many people!

T: What did Iori-san think about it after the broadcast?

1: As I expected, the variety corner was hard. Even though, I think I got over it without losing my calmness.

1: I’m really looking forward to the radio shows with the other members each becoming a personality from now on.

#Idolish7 #idolish seven #izumi iori #iori izumi #idol #game #gaming #rabbit chat #wonderful octave #12 hits #translation #japanese #english #game app #idol game #rhythm game

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blackrose-ffxiv · 5 years

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Roundabout Philanthropy 11/08

Lebeaux Desrosiers smiled sweetly as he let his gaze come around to land on his host. Watching the preparation of tea, since he still didn’t trust the miqo’te so far as he could throw him. A distance made even shorter due to the close walls. “Your readings. My. I do wish I could set aside my own morals to feed the gullible pretty lies. It sounds far more relaxing than medicine.” He sighed, placing a hand briefly on his own cheek. Though at the offer of a proposition he dropped the theatrics and tilted his head with a small smile. “Calling in your favor, or have you another exchange in mind.”

Rashk Geilt doesn't seem to be adding anything that doesn't belong in citrus-flavoured black tea, though if one truly wanted to poison an Ishgardian, discreet ways could likely be found. He smiles sharply at Lebeaux's words, glancing at the other man. "Strangely enough your morals don't seem to stop you from leaving someone to the mercies of a snake oil merchant. Sugar, milk?" Despite the air of pleasant conversation, clearly somebody was still a tad sore over being left to fend against Daijiro.

Lebeaux smiiiiiiiled. “Both.” Theirs seemed to be a war of attrition. Each petty act laid on the scale that never seemed to balance properly one way or the other yet never seemed to pile high enough to be considered a major offense. “Daijiro is your employer. Surely he was acting in your best interests throughout his treatment.” He lied pleasantly. “As well as his affection for you, why would he damage his favorite possession.” He teased lightly.

Rashk adds a sickly amount of sugar because that's the way he likes it and others rarely agree with having a spot of tea with their sugar. Sadly for him, he's accidentally catering to the Ishgardian's tastes. "Rather seems that he has plenty of other toys to play with." His ears flick, lowering slightly. He pours in a dash of milk and then offers the tea to Lebeaux carefully, gaze briefly flicking to the other man's white clothes. "He has agreed to cease his attempts to ... 'help' me if I meet and discuss treatment with you instead."

Lebeaux reached out to take the tea, having zero complaints about the amount of sugar that had gone into the cup. Really, if you added enough cream and sugar it was more like a coffee-tinted icing and that was just fine by him. The medic took a small sip and nodded his approval. He didn’t push the matter of the favoritism. It was one of the few buttons he had found that, when pushed, was guaranteed to get a rise out of Daijiro. “Do you intend to do so truly, or are you simply looking for someone to sign off that you are indeed ‘discussing’.”

Rashk watches as Lebeaux sips the tea, but manages to hide his disappointment well. Of course it's this one who has to like sweet things. He pours himself a cup as well, preparing it in a much similar manner, taking his time with his response. "Treating me would be a waste of both our time," he finally says and glances at Lebeaux briefly, gaze on his hands rather than face. "I've already consulted with various medics over the years and I doubt you could do better." He takes his cup and goes to artfully fold into the other chair, hair settling around him in a bit of a haphazard mess of curls despite the ponytail. He avoids spilling tea, impressively enough.

“Then I decline.” Lebeaux offered crisply as Rashk slunk around the table to curl into a chair. Every movement smooth and feline though the end result had a heavy dash of chaos. “Should I agree to go along with this ploy, you would tell Daijiro that I am treating you for this mystery ailment.” He began to explain before Rashk could interrupt. “Moons will pass with no improvement. Perhaps there could be a new symptom or a turn for the worse. My reputation and professional pride will be dragged through the mud and that is all a medic truly has.” He certainly wasn’t keeping in work due to his sparkling personality.

Rashk leans back, nostrils flaring. He turns the cup carefully with his long nails before lifting it for a sip. The pale rim of the cup stains from the black lipstick. "Then make up an ailment we can later consider treated. He certainly hasn't listened to me long enough to even know what ails me and I will return to pretending nothing is wrong when I'm in his presence."

Lebeaux tilted his head to the side and smiled. “If I was to assist you as your medic, there will be no need to tell Daijiro what I am truly treating you for. There are some benefits, such as confidentiality. That very same professional pride prevents me from disclosing what I may discover during your treatments.” He explained calmly. “Yet examinations, diagnoses and treatments will need to be made.”

Rashk lounges in the chair like he doesn’t care, but there’s a twitch to the tip of his tail that repeats at a regular interval. “You do realise that Daijiro would have to pay you. He advised me to seek you on company time, but if I choose not to, you stand to profit.” His gaze flicks away, focusing on the backs of the books neatly lined up. Mostly embellished historical stories, apparently. “I wish for you to take his coin and cover the costs of someone else’s treatment. If you think the favour you owe me doesn’t cover the trouble, I’m willing to negotiate further.”

“How altruistic. So very philanthropic of you, donating others’ money.” Lebeaux teased lightly before he took another sip of his tea and smirked slightly. There was something delicious about that. Taking the money Daijiro thought was going towards the treatment of his favorite pet and then instead putting it towards the treatment of someone else entirely. “Did you have a recipient in mind or shall I simply pick up the first sickly orphan I find and give them a bandage.”

Rashk's ear twitches, a muscle on his jaw ticking once, but otherwise he manages to feign some level of disinterest. He drags his mismatched gaze back to Lebeaux to study him. "... Zula, the Dalmascan Knight. And," he adds after a brief pause. "I'd prefer he isn't told who arranged for it."

Lebeaux quirked a dark brown in mild surprise before his smile grew slightly. “He told me he received my name from another medic who was unable to treat his case. Now it comes to light that the two of you know each other.” He mused thoughtfully, pausing long enough for a sip of his tea. “I can’t go into the specifics, but his own case is a difficult one. I intend to do all that I can for him.” Especially now that Daijiro would be footing the bill. All of the expensive, experimental treatments he could lay his hands on. “Should he improve or, Fury-willing, recover… I do hope you will take that into consideration. Not all healers are of equal talent.”

Rashk's eyes narrow slightly. "Pure coincidence that I discovered you were to treat him. I was warning him against medics that might simply force him to pay handsomely and deliver no results." He watches Lebeaux carefully. "I'm not familiar with your accomplishments, but he seemed optimistic." Quite obviously Rashk was very good at deflecting the topic from turning back to his own health.

Lebeaux smiled sweetly. “You’ve likely seen some of my accomplishments without ever realizing.” He noted, placing a finger across his own lips. “Though, confidentiality. You would have to ask my patients.” Lebeaux lowered his hand and took a long sip of tea. “Very well. For the time being I will accept the payments and put them towards Zula’s treatment. One stipulation.” He noted calmly. “Should your own condition worsen or become apparent, we will have this discussion again and you will have to decide if you will accept some form of proper treatment or the charade will end.”

Rashk takes a careful sip of tea. Definitely not thinking of a few days prior when he was throwing up at the club and seeing things. "You needn't concern yourself, it won't come to that. But if that gets us an agreement, then I accept." All this without having to resort to blackmail. Perhaps the relief shows in the way the Miqo'te's shoulders lose tension.

Lebeaux sniffed haughtily. “As you say. But I’ll not throw away my profession over your pride. You have refused to become my patient, in a way, which doesn’t extend that same confidentiality courtesy to you. Should it come down to your lies or my career, there will not be a moment’s hesitation on my part.” He warned cheerfully, smiling all the while. “Any roads, in the meantime. Why Zula?”

Rashk taps a nail lightly against the teacup. The tip of his tail still flicks now and then, though it's a lazy motion rather than an irate one. "As long as you negotiate the matter with me first. I'm sure we can come to another agreement then." Or it'll be time for blackmail then. Who knows. The question makes his ears twitch and pin back. "Zula has chosen me as his host," he says carefully. "And it seemed a waste to offer you coin you'd use for more ... bold fashion acquirements," he says with a glance up at Lebeaux's hat before his gaze returns to the man's face. "I considered it serendipitous that he mentioned it while I was already planning to speak to you."

Lebeaux exhaled a low chuckle under his breath. “Says the man who once arrived wearing an entire swan’s worth of feathers. Bold, indeed.” He teased back. “Very well. How fortunate for him, that he should happen to choose a host so desperate to avoid showing even enough of a sliver of his true self to receive treatment.” He lifted his cup in a mock toast. “To your carefully guarded air of mystery.” And spiteful stubbornness. Same thing, really.

Rashk's expression twitches into a smirk at the notion of the feathered outfit. "You're only envious because you'd look too much like a swan yourself in the same outfit. Too tall and thin." He raises an eyebrow and lifts his cup as well, gladly joining in on the mocking toast. "Why, you almost sound like you're bothered that we aren't close and sharing secrets like giddy lovers."

Lebeaux exhaled a soft sigh. “Just so. I do sometimes wish to be as short, squat and stocky as a miqo’te.” He lied. “These long, slender limbs can be so difficult to dress for.” He noted before a shoulder rolled in a small shrug. “Ah well, such is my burden and I shall carry it gracefully.” A long sip of tea. “You can keep your secrets and machinations to yourself. I simply dislike when they threaten my own careful constructs.”

@rashkgeilt mention of @two-of-eights and @grey-lotus-ffxiv

#lebeaux #rashk #let's solve the problem by making more problems #but heyo free healthcare for the bunny boy

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roxychowdown · 6 years

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Retro Wednesday inna Jamdown! 🇯🇲❤💛🖤💚 Had a blast listening to some old school reggae music today and re-living the good ol' days. 'Singing Sweet' had the 2 of the sweetest tunes back in the day...memba him? 🎵"When I seeeee youuuu smiiiiiiile..."🎶 Bare Vibes!! Drop yu favourite oldies tune😆🎤 🌞The other day I visited Ackee Village and captured this cool pic of Sweet Jamaica which gave me a retro vibes🌴 For all who neva know, ev'ryting inna Jamaica sweet to di bone - Di people, di vibes, di scenery and most of all, di food!!😋 So my Peeps, who can name the ol' time food in the pic? #oldtimeJamaica #retro #Jamaica #Jamaicanfood #Jamaicantravel #travelblogger #Jamaicanblogger #Jamaicanrasta #reggaemusic #sweetJamaica #Islandgirl #ackee #portmore #Jamaicanphotographer #canon77d

#travelblogger #ackee #oldtimejamaica #jamaicanblogger #jamaicanrasta #jamaicantravel #retro #portmore #jamaicanfood #jamaica #sweetjamaica #jamaicanphotographer #reggaemusic #islandgirl #canon77d

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i-am-avacado · 7 years

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Good Things About The Bootleg™ Long Ass Post

Long ass post about how much i love the bmc bootleg

MORE THAN SURVIVE

- Jeremy looks so genuinely disappointed that his porno isn't loading in time for school to start

- I know that people giving Jer his clothes is done so Jeremy doesn't have to run around the stage putting his clothes on, but I like to think in real life they just float out of his closet and attach themselves to him

- The walk he does to the bathroom. Lil penguin

- Mr. Heere pls put pants on i know its a running theme but pls

- Brook sleepin in the bus

- the way everyone on the bus is doing their own thing: michael listening to music, brooke sleeping, chloe texting, jenna doing her nails, jake on the phone, and christine with her face in her script im dyin shes so cute

- the little dances they all do at the end of every lil segment

- uh rich hits jeremy in the nuts???? Rich thats mean

- you notice how when Michael goes behind the pillar, rich follows him all sly, opening a marker with his teeth, so you know that rich has already bullied Michael by the time he gets to Jeremy. He also shoots jeremy a look like "ill be there for you next". I like the details.

- Chloe. Rude. You scared Jenna

- Chloe hes trying to get to his locker leave him alone

- rich totally runs into Jeremy on purpose

- dont TOUcH me TALL AsS

- Rich isnt even that short its more that... He's compact???

- poor jeremy obvi gets bullied a lot im so sad

- lil handshake rich and jake do its so good

- "I navigate the dangerous hall" "BRRREEE"

- Mr. Reyes dragging rich by the ear lmao

- michael subtly jammin to his music in the background

- chrisitne standing there with her notebook pressed to her chest my Child

- her Leg thing

- so extra with the chapstick

- jeremy walking up to her and then turning and going "nope yikes"

- jake doing the sex symbol thing with his fingers when he raises his hand

- see the freaking motions rich is making at michael I'm pretty sure hes either mimicking punching him or mimicking fisting him either way gross

- Mr Reyes' bouncing

- also appreciate the costume changes Mr. Reyes/Heere/stockboy actor has to do. Respect.

- Mack Book Pro Hard Drive

- literally when Michael puts his hand to his ear and does the arm thing when hes jamming out makes me wanna die its so good and pure

- you ever notice how relaxed Michael seems at all times? Like his movements are so fluid and open and Jeremy's are shrunken into himself and stiff. The way he slurps his slushie casually before telling jeremy its fine to be a loser and the way he is so bouncy and everything. Hes okay being a loser. Also the way his face lights up when he sees jeremy is quality

- jeremy slowly bouncin to Michael's beat because even though hes in school he still gets relaxed around his best friend

- michael going "euch" while still smiling idk

- michaels face when he sees it says boyf riends

- their lame ass handshake i love them so much. Like he doesnt even have to prompt jeremy he just raises his hand and jeremy knows. Imagine how often they do this i love it

- Michael is. so fluid. He keeps doing the wavy hand motions like hes hula dancing. Also he does the thing where he taps his head with his fist and his whole body does a Wave like i don't understand but i love you

- christine is me when the cast list is posted

- the way michael looks at jeremy like "eh?" And jeremy nods like "yeah!!!!!" About christine Hes so cute

- michael teases jeremy about it. When they say "Christine canigula" and michael does the waving arm thing like "go over there nerd" and jeremy kicks him a lil like "shuddupppp"

- michaels smile is 👌

- jeremys smile is 👌

- i like to think that rich and jake lifing chrisitne up to sign the sheet happens every time there's a play

- michael taking jeremys lunch tray all soft and giving a subtle nod like "go on dude you can do it"

- michael shoving jeremy "go On dude do iiiit"

- im christine yeeting out of there

- tag urself im rich

- quality Jeremy hand flapping

- jer sounds so sad im dying bb

- michaels one leg spin before they all start singing is my sexuality

- jenna my love

- brooke like folding herself in half during the cccmon go go is cute

- RICH HAS A JACK SKELLINGTON BELT I REPEAT

PLAY REHEARSAL

- Michaels face tap and then running away lmao

- cccmon cccmon gO.....no....

- yoo

- i always...sweat... This much?

- well IM jeremy (is ur dad rubbing off on u)

- just, christine. Shes so bouncy. And seems so comfortable around Jeremy? Like "hes okay with my weirdness!!!!!!"

- my child

- jeremy LIVING for christines happiness is amazing

- his smiiiiiiile at her

- her climbing on chairs

- "the man is dead let it go"

- jake doing the thing with his arm when they mention the frisbee golf team

- brook and rich are friends!!!! U see em messing around with each other in the background???? Brooke/rich?????

- hot pocket

- jeremy being so sad looking (and kind of angry looking???) When he pulls out his phone while jake talks to christine

- christines scarf lmao

- jeremy goes to the nurse for breakdowns often :'(

- hes so in love with christine im dying

- mr reyes works at the hobby lobby idk why the kids know him more from that then his actual teacher job

- Jake is actually really cute about trying to talk to Christine. Tryin to quote Shakespeare. You sweet dummy

SQUIP SONG

- Rich running into mr reyes in the bathroom and the thing he does with his hands

- i told you NOT to wash that off

- hips

- rich your hips

- they are a rollin

- are you a GIRL Jeremy???

- rich

- hips

- also your squip makes you freeze and groan like you're being choked and that makes me sad

- the lisp oh my goood

- and then he slaps himself. Like thats not his squip telling him to slap himself, the squip has shocks for that. Rich slaps himself, which means he is always fighting his lisp all the time and that makes me rlly sad

- did he switch the lyrics or did i miss something? Isnt he supposed to say "hopeless" before he says "helpless"? Either way, quality

- his face when he talks about being suicidal

- idk but i like the way he leans down and then slowly rises back up

- the movement he does when he describes the squip is weird and i like it

- oh my God the way jeremy shields his face makes me sad. Rich didnt even raise his arm yet. Jeremy gets bullied Too Much and i dont like it

- rich is a bouncy motherfucker and I'm straight for him only

- Quality jeremy flapping and bouncin around

- its FROM JAPAAAAAAN

- the weird dance is cool

- all the kids in the background doing the dance with rich is creepy as fuck and i love it

#be more chill #jeremy heere #michael mell #jenna rolan #jake dillinger #rich goranski #christine canigula #brooke lohst #chloe valentine #mr heere #the squip

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soto-translates · 7 years

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Saiyuki Reload Blast Anthology: Onii-chan and Me

This is the beginning of the new Saiyuki Reload Blast Anthology, featuring short comics drawn by other manga artists. Thank you @seiten-taisei for sharing these mini comics! She's shared a bunch of stuff over here, including the raw comics, so go check it out.

Hassan finds a new little brother, who is not happy with the situation...

P1 Saiyuki Reload Blast Anthology Ichijinsha Comic Zero Sum Presents

P4 Saiyuki Reload Blast Anthology Illustration: naked ape

P5 Contents Saiyuki Reload Blast Anthology

Comics D・Kissan “Onii-chan and Me”---------------- 3 Katagiri Ikumi “Story of the Darchog” --------------- 11 Usatoru “Sha Gojyo’s No Smoking Challenge” ---------- 19 Endou Minari “Let’s go to the Height of Consciousness” ---------- 31 Suzumoto Jun “That Day’s Fight and Sometimes Zakuro” ---------- 37 Mikawa Verno “Faintly Saiyuki-ish a Little RELOAD-ly BLAST” ---------- 53 Tachibana “Sumer Vacation” ---------- 59 Ueda Shinsyu “Priest Sanzo” ---------- 69 Kogami Nana “I Want to Play With You” ---------- 77 AU “Sound of Rain’s Idle Chat” ---------- 87 Akanatsu “Saiyu FES! 2017” --------- 95 Kouga Yun “Saiyuki OVERNIGHT” ---------- 107

Cover Illustration Minekura Kazuya

Illustration naked ape

P6 Hassan: I showed you an embarrassing side of me. For a grown man to get jealous... Hakkai: I see, I see. So that’s what it was. Gojyo: Ohh. I knew you were close with her. But I don’t think Sanzo and Sharak will get on together. Goku: Yeah! Hakkai: Let’s see. If I had to say, those two are

P7 Hakkai: like brother and sister... Sanzo: You lookin’ for a fight? Gojyo: They look rough Sharak: What’re you lookin’ at, huh? Banner: The Worst Siblings Hassan: Wha...! Hang on. That means that sooner or later... if Sharak and I become family, Genjo Sanzo will be my younger brother too...!! Onii-chan and Me D・Kissan Thought bubble: Why’d you go there?

P8 Hassan: That’s how it is, so please call me ‘onii-chan’, Genjo Sanzo. Box: Reading sfx: turn Box: Ignore Hassan: Ah, sorry. That’s too formal a name for a younger brother, huh? Genjo... kun? Gen-kun? Gen-tan? Gen-pyon? Sanzo: It’s not the name! I don’t understand anything you said after ‘That’s how it is’! Why’m I your younger brother? sfx: drag drag Hakkai: Now now Sanzo. I understand how you feel, but come here for now.

P9 Sharak: What’s the ruckus? Goku: Ah-- Onee-chan!! Sharak: Huh!? ...And how did that happen? sfx: anger Goku: Woah, woah Hakkai: Hassan-san distorted one of our careless comments. Or should I say, his hidden feelings went wild... Either way I think we’ve complicated his feelings toward you, Sharak Sanzo. Sharak: sigh sfx: billowing smoke Sharak: He’s excellent as an attendant, but he’s pretty set in his ways. Suddenly pinning me up against a wall and things. ...Genjo. Sanzo: What. Sharak: No, little brother. sfx: glint Sanzo: What did you say...

P10 Sharak: Sorry, but go along with Hassan. I think he’ll be satisfied if you call him ‘onii-chan’. Sanzo: Wha-- Gojyo: Ain’t it simple? Just say it, Sanzo. Sanzo: Like hell I’m gonna say that... sfx: urk sfx: smiiiiiiile! Hassan: So that’s where you were, Gen-pyon!! You look kind of irritated. Onii-chan will listen to your problems! Sanzo: Stay away! It’s your fault! Gojyo: Looks like he decided on ‘Gen-pyon’. Goku: Yup. Hassan: You’ve been thinking of me that much, Gen-pyon!! Sanzo: Shut up.

P11 Narration: And thus Sanzo was forced into being treated like Hassan’s younger brother. Hassan: Let’s mark our heights on a pillar, Gen-pyon! Sanzo: As if. Hassan: Let’s play catch, Gen-pyon! Sanzo: As if. Hassan: This is for Gen-pyon! Sanzo: I don’t need that! Narration: Even so, Sanzo continued to refuse to call him ‘onii-chan’. But eventually he turned into a living corpse... sfx: Baaaam... Someone: Sanzo...!! sfx: mutter mutter Sanzo: Geso pyoso gen pyoso gyon pi gyon ki Hakkai: This isn’t good. It’s amusing but at this rate Sanzo will become an invalid. Gojyo: He’s sayin’ nonsense like ‘geso pyoso’ but he still won’t say ‘onii-chan’!? He’s stubborn. Hakkai: I guess there’s no helping it. We’ll have to do something. Here we go. Goku: Ah, he’s here! Hassan: Gen-pyooooon! Where are you, Gen-pyoooon!

P12 Someone: Over here Hassan! Someone: (whisper) Ready, set sfx: creak Someone: Onii-chan!!! Hassan: Ge... Gen-pyooon! You finally acknowledged me, Gen-pyon...!! sfx: creak Gojyo: Onii-chan, you’re the best!! Hakkai: I’m happy too, onii-chan!! Goku: I love you onii-chan!! Sharak: Heh... You’ve got good attendants, don’t you Genjo.

P13 Hassan: ...By the way, why am I his brother again? BG: Whaaaaat Sharak: Hey. Hassan’s the sort of guy who can only think about what’s right in front of him. Well, I’ve been saved by that generosity before, too. Hassan: Sharak... Hakkai: We’ve been well and truly played. Hahaha. Box: The ultimate victim. Narration: After that, the angry Sanzo may or may not have activated the sutra... Hakkai: That’s right, Sanzo didn’t do anything wrong. Control yourself. Sharak: (thinking) I’d rather have someone cuter if I were to have a younger brother. Goku: Hm? END

[Soto Note: The suffixes are probably common knowledge, but just in case... ‘-Kun’ is generally used for males, indicating someone of the same or lower social status. It’s less formal than ‘-san’. ‘-Tan’ is the baby-talk form of ‘-chan’, and is usually used for small kids. It’s pretty cutesy. ‘-Pyon’ is another cutesy suffix usually used for small kids. It’s also the sound of a bunny or frog hopping.]

#saiyuki #translation #saiyukireloadblast #anthology

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sweetpeapoppy · 7 years

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Mark looking pleased when they talk about Fernando's start. Bet Mark wants to thump Zac a little bit. I want to thump Zac a little bit. Fernando's glorious accent 🦁 Sweaty floof Smiiiiiiile He fucking mentioned his 'stock value', you know who also talks about Fernando's stock value? MARK FUCKING WEBBER. Mark suggesting he knows Fernando better... MARK HAS HALF AN HOUR ALONE WITH HIM YESTERDAY???!!! Fernando has insecurities about himself? 🙊 Mark batting for the McLaren team 💪 What on earth was Mark about to say?! Urgh at a sexist go to...beat him Anne. I love this interview. SAVE FERNANDO 2K17 Mark suggesting putting illegal engines in to give Fernando a boost Zac pronouncing it Frenando Love how much Mark is talking in this.

#Mark Webber #fernando alonso

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tandembicycles · 7 years

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She was talking to me and making so many cute noises before I took the phone out. She just kept smiiiiiiiling. She’s so cute😭😭😭

Also I’m leaving tomorrow and my oldest nephew, who’s 8, held up a pack of unopened pokemon cards to give to me, saying, “It’s for you! I have plenty!” I told him he would use it more than me and that he should just keep it, it was his to play with, but he said, “Well when I leave for school in the morning, I’m going to sneak into your room and put it in your stuff.” He’s so sweet and precious...

DO NO/T REBOO/B

#post: video #dnt rb /#jr rambles #she's just so god damn cute I love holding her and playing with her and snuggling her aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #the oldest will sometimes cuddle but the three year old doesn't really lmao #he's a hurricane all of his own

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The Handpuppet’s Tale

Credits and Lyrics for Episode 5 of Our Dumb Universe

starring:

Announcer - James B Kennedy Pangla - Melissa Lusk Fuzzo - Jared Loftin Feltina - Christina Pumariega Huphalumpagus - Rachel Flynn Null Spider - Happy Anderson Valborg - Emily Gardner Xu Hall Combolady 1 - Melissa Lusk Dankent - Nathaniel Kent Sondra - Lauren Lim Jackson Glorpo - Eryck Tait Combolady 2 - Hannah Fairchild Bloor - Carl Howell Brushee - Bart Boober Voice of the Null Death Fleet - Jenni Putney Drogus - Ikechukwu Ufomado written by Jonathan A. Goldberg music by Matt roi Berger

recorded, mixed and edited by Martin Fowler Additional backing vocal on The Dark Inside by Megan Bagala

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THE DARK INSIDE HUPHELUMPHAGUS Please, let me be, just give me room to breath There’s something going on inside A voice in my head - what was that you said? There’s something going on inside Something’s creeping just beneath Something’s feeding off of me Something’s killed the lights Something isn’t right Something wants to free the dark inside Something’s eating me, I can hardly breath It’s try’n to tell me it’s all right A voice is in my head and this is what he said: Give over to the dark inside Where can you run when the void’s ate the sun When darkness is the one you hide? What can you do when it all points to you When you move to the dark inside? Oooh-ohh FELTINA My love, just tell me what to do Let me help you, we’ll get you through HUPHELUMPHAGUS Something says to harm FELTINA You know that voice is wrong HUPHELUMPHAGUS What I know to do’s Not what I feel is true: It’s gone FELTINA Someone help her quick! She’s shuddering, she’s sick Hold on baby it’s all right Whatever you’ve got there, whatever you’ve caught, there’s An answer that we’re gonna find HUPHELUMPHAGUS Where can you run when the void’s ate the sun When darkness is the one you hide? What can you do when it all points to you When you move to the dark inside? Oooh-ohh FELTINA Please you gotta be strong! Please just do it for me! You’re not acting yourself - I’m worried baby, let me help you please! HUPHELUMPHAGUS You don’t understand! You can’t fix a disease Cuz whatever it is Is something that’s alive in me! Oh-oh FELTINA My god what is this, it is stretching her skin There’s something moving round inside! Why can’t I move - there’s nothing I can do To save her from her dark inside HUPHELUMPHAGUS Where can you run when the void’s ate the sun When darkness is the one you hide? What can you do when it all points to you When you move to the dark inside? Oooh-ohh __/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/__/ LADY HISTORY BLUES SONDRA No. Unlike Medicare for all this will pass. Look to history to help face the future ...

(Sings.) Lady history’s a little bit grim Her story’s always weighed out as lesser to His But give her many pages a skim You’ll find the definition of courage to live

To fight for rights they outta already give A laundry list of heroes dismissed and pissed They gotta bed permission to exist So they resist!

And that’s your lady history!

Lady history blues, lady history blues An instigators and rebels Who’s Who Lady history blues, lady history blues Take a page from the girls who refuse, we

Ain’t gonna give any one the satisfaction Of having us miss out on any of the action! Lady history blues, lady history blues Us ladies better stay in our lane At the top of our game and the chain Don’t let these little Mitches complaints Drive us from the climb to claim our fair shake

Cuz Susan B please are you kidding me, Mitches be Slippin if they think we giving in, settling Gender’s a construct constricting us - ‘Lizabeth Stanton is standing up, handing out pamphlets: Declaration of Sentiments - Let us in! Margaret Sanger’s a target, they hate her for arguing Our bodies are ours, when we work, we work hard So raise a stink, Patsy Mink: pay us our dollars up!

They say they’re gonna try to burn or drown Any of us for standing up / speaking out And so we SHOUT

Cuz that’s your lady history

Lady history blues, lady history blues Through the fire we forge something new Lady history blues, lady history blues Watch out now cuz we’re making the rules! They treat us as objects - need to see us as people. Cuz violence is obvious till they treat us as equals Lady history blues, lady history blues

COMBOLADY 2 Oooooh oh oh oh ...

SONDRA

You’re here today cuz smart girls stayed in the picture So break ground like Lovelace, don’t be a hidden figure Like Gladys West, shape the world, point us where we’re moving Like Edith Clark, do what they say woman aren’t supposed to be doing Like Amazing Grace make the change that everyone’s allergic to Like Mae Jemison go touch the sky and prove that all of us can too!

When people are scared they see a demon in change When people have power they don’t want it taken away When people won’t give you a chance than that’s what you take

And that’s your lady history!

Lady history blues, lady history blues An instigators and rebels Who’s Who Lady history blues, lady history blues Take a page from the girls who refuse: When somebody tells you that it ain’t your place Crush his Emily Dickenson in and give him a wave!

COMBOLADY 2

Bye bye!

BOTH

Lady history blues, lady history blues Lady history blues, lady history blues Lady history blues, lady history blues

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FUZZSTICKS

PANGLA

Hey, no. You’re my brother. It’s going to be rainbow-licious!

(Sings.)

When life has got you moping It’s hard to cut yourself some slack But don’t you ever stop hoping: Your twin sis has got your back

Sometimes something silly Just a little nonsense phrase Can break you from your spiral Just give a try and be amazed

Let’s find a little funny thing to say

Well how bout Fuzzsticks?

FUZZO What?

PANGLA Yeah just say Fuzzsticks! It’ll be our fuzz trick When you’re feeling ick, Just give a tickle

Fuzzsticks! You stinking Fuzzstick! Oh, I could Fuzzstick! And you might smiiiiiile.

FUZZO My problems are too serious, My depression won’t be defied

PANGLA That’s what your sad wants you to think Why not give Fuzzsticks a try?

FUZZO Hey, up your Fuzzstick! Don’t be a Fuzzstick!

PANGLA Is that a smiiiiile?

FUZZO

Yeah... Ok that was pretty fun, but

We giggle now but Fuzzsticks Will it help when I feel alone? Will it help when I remember That I’m a failure, and dethroned? Will it ease the pain recalling How I made my mother cry Which Caused her to seek vengeance So she made my brother die?

PANGLA Together we can love and hope and try

FUZZO ...Hey there depression! Go eat a Fuzzstick! You’re such a Fuzzstick All you do is take my time!

PANGLA There’s an expression... FUZZO Oh what was it...

BOTH RIGHT! Lick my Fuzzstick! You useless guuuuuuy!

FUZZO But this won’t solve all my problems

PANGLA That’s not really the goal; Just to break you from the loop-

FUZZO Right! And give me back control!

So I say Fuzzsticks! That’s our Fuzz trick! Me and my Fuzz sis It makes us smiiiiiile!

BOTH Smiiiiiiile!

FUZZO Smile, and remember that the future isn’t known I am not decided yet, that’s under my control And when the darkness and the hardness tell me I’m their own And when my heart rate quickens, and I sicken, losing hope

I’ll see your face, I’ll take a breath and go:

BOTH Fuzzsticks! All is Fuzzsticks! Sing out Fuzzsticks! All is well! Bada-da-dat-da-da! Fuzzsticks! Give me Fuzzsticks! All is Fuzzsticks! Let it swell! Bada-da-dat-da-da! Na na na na na na! ... Bada-da-dat-da-da! Na na na na na na! ... Bada-da-dat-da-da!

FUZZO

But what if I am hurting From a thing I cannot change From someone I am missing Who’s dead and gone away Fuzzsticks can’t revive them Return them from the grave PANGLA

Maybe if we try together Fuzzsticks’ll help us in a way, Thru a connection we both hold and save

FUZZO Oh Brushee... Fuzzsticks, I’m sorry Your death was gnarly And I in part deserve the fault

[POOF!]

BRUSHEE Oh my dear Fuzzo... Release your struggle In you I’m snuggled At peace, alive

Death is a petty thing: For all it tries to steal, It gives us purpose in the end To love in a way that’s real

And I love this, Fuzz bruh and Fuzz sis Will all my Fuzzsticks, Your my sunshiiiiiine!

My sunshine:

ALL THREE Fuzzsticks! All is Fuzzsticks! Sing out Fuzzsticks! All is well! Bada-da-dat-da-da! Fuzzsticks! Give me Fuzzsticks! All is Fuzzsticks! Let it swell! Bada-da-dat-da-da! Na na na na na na! ... Bada-da-dat-da-da! Na na na na na na! ... Bada-da-dat-da-da!

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warrentrolls · 7 years

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（Φ ω Φ） flings over risala for ankhou and uh... maybe samson and pendra??? idk i feel like they'd get along... maybe...

=w=

risala and ankhou:

red: ooooo this would be tough. ankhou tends to balk at red feelings. so she’d be the one leading the situation and probably spoiling him because even though he’d be filled with Fear that’s not gonna stop him from flirting with her for free shit and a grab at the tiddy. if i remember right, they’d hit it off with very little problem because she puts up with his heavy-handed tactics and would actually be down for some foolery before things started to get serious.

pale: i think they’d be pretty successful?? if he made her angry or upset in this quad he would feel a w f u l though. she’d only really have to show the beginnings of annoyance or give a very stern “ankhou...” before he’d roll over and play nice. but if her anger’s directed somewhere else, he’d have no problem just taking a beating as he picks her up and runs off with her to cool off. she would have to deal with his sweet tooth but that’d actually be the worst of his behavior tbh, because he’s learned not to let his moirail see the nasty shit he gets into. she’d have to pry that out of him tbh. but every time she slipped him a cookie or let him snuggle she’d get an appreciative smooch on the cheek.

pitch: he’d be pressing her buttons constant l y... openly stealing from her bakery and trying to waste her time with other decent customers around. hopping the counter and slipping into the back while she screeches at him to gET OUT. once he finds out that she has a short temper and that that smile is a lie, he’s going to do his best to rile her up and just bask in her tantrums, especially if she gets physically violent because listen. he likes it and is a bad person.

ashen: i think she’d probably have to auspitize(???) for him because he will make it his goal to fight and fuck every troll that’s even slightly interested and she’d just have to be like NOPE. nope nope stop it.

samson and pendra:

red: see-- mmmMMM. see when samson’s flushed for someone he’s like. REALLY FLUSHED. they’d have to start off as tentative friends i think. samson’s just too wary of strangers to leap into feelings anymore. but let’s sat they become friends and they’re hanging out and maybe something he says or does gets a laugh out of this really guarded girl and he’s just like uh-oh here come the dokis. it would be very messy and apparent very quickly and pendra would just have to deal with him following her around tripping over himself to impress her or show her that he’s not an idiot, and that he admires her work and hey would you like to go camping or to a bonfire some time????? flowers would be involved and he’d try to play it off as casual and fail miserably. and this might go on some time before she ever outwardly shows any kind of affection other than something that could just be considered humoring him.

pale: SIGHS. samson has a habit of turning just a liiiiittle pale for everyone he knows so like. this is very likely no matter if they’re in any of the other quadrants. he trusts people he knows and he trusts them completely, and i think the very fact that he’d just, without question be vulnerable around her would make her open up too although definitely more slowly. maybe their pale relationship is just hanging out and not having to drink alone. i don’t know if it’d be very much about touch so much as them just being there for each other.

pitch: my boy would have the WORST TIME with her accent, and absolutely tease her for it. pissing contests in three forms: drinking competitions, throwing insults at each other in their own native languages, and seadweller murder. sometimes all in one evening. they’d be a very high octane pitch ship, i imagine bar fights and samson being a fucking show off with his flame psionics. he walks around without his shirt on any time he gets because he can tell that if embarrassed and flusters her and he just smiiiiiiiles.

ashen: UM i think this would probably be them pulling each other out of fights? pendra picking samson up and him just having to drag her because damn fucking highblood strength. they can’t stop themselves from making bad choices but they can stop each other.

#ask #ooc #WHEEZES #long post /#fantroll-butts

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crystlsnow · 6 years

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#HIM SMIIIIIIILE #GOD #JK

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blackrose-ffxiv · 5 years

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Luke Gravespast twiddled a spanner at Lebeaux as he started to crouch down and resume slowly chipping on the tile as he continued, right where he'd left off, laying in the lining and runners. "We's jus' 'bout done with it.... y' feelin' up to testin' this at all, so you know what it'll be like?" As he continued to lay the boundaries in, the next portion was apparently mimicking the inlays and work to hide what might have been an array of some kind. the largest portion seemed to be a small pile of unaspected crystals.

Lebeaux Desrosiers smiled primly as the spanner was waved at him. Not particularly concerned, the jab about Luke’s appearance was essentially friendly, considering the sort of thing he could say to him. “That would be for the best. I would hate to be caught off guard as well the first time it’s switched on.” He stared down at the crystals. “Those are what the system runs off of?”

Luke paused, spreading the crystals out. "Hrm... nau' exactly. They're wha' the block powers on, aye? So when the system is on, these end up holdin' the aether out and make sure the place is... a deadzone for as long as they can power. If someone tries t' use their own aether, they'll drain tha' off too," he said as he tapped the crystals. "The relay? An' tha boundaries, mean that it's contained."

Lebeaux smiled as he climbed off of the desk to pick one of them up, curious about the thing. “Amazing. What a clever idea. They soak up the aether like a sponge. Will there be a need to release the absorbed aether afterwards to ensure there isn’t any build up.” He’d heard tales from the Manufactory of workers forgetting to release the steam valves after their work.

Luke tapped the inlay that he was starting to lay in. "Release fer tha' system... once tha' hold is off, it'll disperse it inta tha' stream. Once y' shut it off, it automatically goes inta a slow release." The man had built the system so that Lebeaux didn't need to be anticipated to have two braincells to rub together, because he didn't give the man that much credit.

Lebeaux turned the crystal to admire it before he set it back into place. “Automatic release. Very good.” Assuming it had been built for ease of use rather than factoring the user’s negligence and general lack of familiarity with magitek systems of any sort.

Luke would agree it was always better to assume that the client wasn't being made fun of. In this case though, he was. Luke hummed as he continued to work on the install, shifting across the floor before the inlays and tracks met. "Jus' don't switch the crystals out fer more holdin', y's gau' ah time limit, depends on tha' caster, aye?" Hick? Hick.

Lebeaux smiled primly as he settled himself back onto the desk’s edge. “Oh, how nice. You’re learning Hingan. I haven’t been studying, so perhaps you should repeat that in the common tongue.”

Lucien waggled the spanner in the air before repeating what he'd said in... Doman. Horribly accented, but actually correct, Doman.

Lebeaux Desrosiers smiiiiiiiled at the hyur. Well played. “How droll.” He noted flatly. “You’ve picked up new and exciting ways to be tiresome.” He slid down off of the desk. “I’m going to fetch myself a cup of tea. Will you be having one or will you simply sustain yourself on that joke for the next bell.”

Lucien coughed to hide his laughter about it as he headed back to his feet. "I'd love a cuppa, if y'd b' so kind?" That joke was going to keep him grinning slyly at the man for at least the rest of the work, though.

Lebeaux nodded and skulked out of the room. He went to the sideboard to prepare cups of tea, but the sound of his boots moved away towards the clinic corner first. Sliding the door open and speaking quietly. Leaving Luke a few moments of peace before he returned to the table to retrieve the other two cups. He carried them in and held them both out, giving Luke his choice to prove there wasn’t anything funny going on with either of them. “Black tea, sugar and cream. There’s brandy or whiskey if you would like as well. You may add that yourself.”

Luke accepted the cup of tea when it was offered, and with little hesitation at all the blacksmith took a sip of the tea while he held it in a hand. "-Jus' this way, works f'r me! Don't put shit inta m' tea, unless y' make it bitter," he added after another sip to test the liquid.

“Ishgardian style is generally brewed as a milk tea. Light and sweet once the sugar is added.” He noted as he took the cup he had been given back to the sideboard to add a splash of brandy to his own. “Yet the local milk just doesn’t give the same flavor. So I have it brewed with water and add the cream after. Slightly more bitter, yet still decent.” He noted as he observed the other’s work. “So would you like to tell me what you were saying about ‘depending on the mage’ without chewing up your words this time.”

Luke continued to sip the tea though he headed over to the cream because if this was the bitter Coerthan leaves... and it hadn't been done with milk... "-get proper milk fer yer tea or grab another style an' embrace wha' they have here. There's a milk froth tea y' could try prolly-" The man looked up, clearing his throat pointedly before he started again as he stressed his words. "Wha' about... a'ight, so tha' mage isself is what determines how long tha' will last." Luke waited, seeing - with a lifted brow - if Lebeaux was going to object.

Lebeaux bristled slightly as Lucien decided to instruct him on the proper manner of preparing and drinking Coerthan tealeaves. “My, you are in fine form today, aren’t you.” He mused flatly. A generous helping of sass to make up for lost time, it seemed. “Feeling your oats a bit as you near the conclusion of your projects?” Nonetheless he took a sip of his tea and smiled. “Very well, I assume there is a limit as to how much can be absorbed before the system shuts down.”

Luke lifted a brow at Lebeaux and saluted him with the tea before he headed for the desk, putting the crystals - in a rather nicely made box that could pass for a snuff or smoke box - on it. The sass was there for the heaping out but with a wide smile he seemed to rein it in. "Aye - a very strong si-mage," he caught quickly, "-will hit tha' limits of the system. Don't change t' crystals but if y' need an upgrade I c'n work that in later, this should handle a decent one for ah good measure."

Lebeaux smiled primly at the small slip. Another little oddity to be added to the pile of ‘a very strange little hyur’. “That will be fine. I suspect the panic of being unable to use their aether will be enough to fluster any mage who attempts to cast, even if it’s only initially. It will buy me the time I require to retaliate.” He agreed as he eyed up the box that was now resting on his desk. Considering it for a few moments before he gave a small nod. It was ‘nice enough’ to pass as his own. “What would happen if the crystals were changed.”

Luke continued to hold the tea like a near-sailor but drink and seem to thoroughly enjoy it. "Usually wha' I see when y' deal with casters suddenly ain't able t' cast," he said with an agreeing nod to the man. And the box had been designed - with understated flair - to try to fit in the way that the lofty man had decorated. It was not ostentatcious, mercifully. "All right, tha' way tha' it would go down, if y' get the wrong kind or sort? Backlash an eedback t' you an' anyone inside."

Lebeaux smiled and tilted his head in agreement. He himself was a healer, his sort of casting wasn’t meant to be used on the offensive. Hence he had found other ways to defend himself. But those who depended on magic to exert their will wouldn’t deal well when they were suddenly left powerless. “I see. These have been chosen to work precisely with the system. Adjustments will need to be made should I require a larger capacity. I may, once the presence of this device becomes known. I’ll contact you at that time.”

Luke put his hand on the box, a tap on the system before he gestured for the man to step his way back around the desk. "If y' need a larger capacity I c'n adjust the system for it, an' can provide you. I'll have t' file a permit but it's easy 'nough t' get that in. Nau, y' want t' test this out so y' know what it feels like?"

Lebeaux wrinkled his nose in distaste. “Would that truly push it over to weapons grade.” He wondered aloud. Perhaps he would simply have to deal with it as it was. “Very well. That bridge can be crossed should we come to it.” The medic circled around the desk, standing behind it. “How do I turn it on, then more importantly, how do I turn it off again.”

Luke leaned over the desk - hopefully he didn't have the thing covered in important papers as the man tapped where he'd shaved off and recessed the secret switch. "On an' off there. Flick it on an' le's make sure nothin' explodes." At the remark of weapons grade, though, he chuckled. "Y' forget, have t' file permits for crystals... nau' weapons grade, jus' paperwork fer tha' Consortium."

Lebeaux quirked a brow at that. “I was not aware. That’s an interesting thing to know.” Perhaps with the quantity of stained crystal he had in his office as well as the crystals he was now having installed, he should perhaps keep a closer eye on that. Nonetheless he reached down to find the recessed switch, his other hand shooing Luke away before he could go rolling around on his desk to shuffle papers and spread his long-hair-grease on it. With a slow inhale he pressed the switch.

Luke backed off the desk, sitting on the chair and plopping down, tea still balanced expertly in hand as he watched the system come to life. There was little he could tell at all, in fact, but the feeling of a block and wall that seemed to drain the aether out of the room got a lip-twitch from the kir. Lebeaux would probably be feeling the far problematic version of being cut off from the connection that usually worked the lifestream all across the star.

Lebeaux blinked in surprise at the strange sensation, exhaling in a rush of air as he lifted his hands up and attempted to cast. Reaching for that magic that was always waiting for his beck and call to find it entirely unresponsive. Even his own internal aether refused to cooperate, being drained away just as quickly as he could bring it forwards. He gasped and then laughed, the sound sharp-edged and harsh. “Fury have mercy, it truly works. What terrible sensation.” He sighed as he reached for the switch to turn it back off again.

[23:52]Lucien Korbinius looked far, far less affected - if there was ever a doubt the blacksmith was trained in aether use that might've killed it, though he still looked uncomfortable before the device was switched off. "Did you doubt?" The man's voice curled a moment, watching with an uncharacteristic gleam in his eye as if studying how it affected even Lebeaux.

@glowinggunmetal

#lebeaux #luke #the finishing touches are finally put on the aether-dampening magitek!#that will surely only be used for defense and not messing with easily spooked mages #nope

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