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blackwoodwellbeing · 2 months

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Tips and Advice on Preventive Foot Care to Avoid Potential Foot Issues

Maintaining healthy feet is crucial for overall well-being, yet it's an aspect of self-care that often gets overlooked. However, with simple preventive measures and regular attention, you can keep your feet in top condition and avoid potential issues that may require intervention from a podiatrist. Incorporating elements like massage, being mindful of your environment, and opting for serene spaces like rooms to rent in Merthyr Tydfil can significantly contribute to the health of your feet. Here are some essential tips and advice to guide your preventive foot care:

Choose the Right Footwear: Opt for shoes that fit well and provide ample support. Ill-fitting shoes can lead to a host of foot problems, including bunions, corns, and ingrown toenails. Consider consulting a podiatry therapy provider for guidance on choosing footwear suitable for your foot type and activities.

Practise Good Hygiene: Keep your feet clean and dry to prevent fungal infections like athlete's feet. Wash your feet daily with soap and water, making sure to dry thoroughly, especially between the toes. Moisturise your feet regularly to prevent dry, cracked skin, but avoid applying lotion between the toes to prevent fungal growth.

Trim Nails Properly: Trim your toenails straight across to avoid ingrown toenails. Don't cut them too short or round the edges, as this can increase the risk of ingrown nails. If you're unsure about proper nail care, seek advice from an expert foot health specialist.

Inspect Feet Regularly: Take the time to inspect your feet regularly for any signs of cuts, sores, or changes in skin colour or texture. Catching issues early can prevent them from developing into more serious problems. If you notice anything unusual, consult a podiatrist for further evaluation.

Consider Massage Therapy: Treat your feet to regular massages to improve circulation, relieve tension, and promote relaxation. Take advantage of massage in Merthyr Tydfil, as getting regular foot therapies can be a beneficial addition to your preventive foot care routine, helping to alleviate stress and maintain overall foot health.

Maintain a Healthy Weight: Excess weight can put additional strain on your feet and increase the risk of conditions like plantar fasciitis and stress fractures. Maintain a healthy weight through a balanced diet and regular exercise to reduce the burden on your feet.

Stretch and Exercise: Incorporate stretching exercises into your daily routine to keep the muscles and ligaments in your feet flexible and strong. Activities like yoga or simple toe exercises can help improve circulation and prevent stiffness.

Elevate and rest: If you spend long hours on your feet, take regular breaks to rest and elevate your feet to reduce swelling and alleviate pressure. Elevating your feet above your heart level can promote better circulation and reduce discomfort.

Be Mindful of Your Environment: If you're residing in shared spaces, be mindful of potential hazards that could impact foot health. Keep common areas clean to prevent accidents and minimise the risk of fungal infections in communal spaces.

Seek Professional Advice: Don't hesitate to consult a podiatrist in Merthyr Tydfil provided by professional wellbeing spaces like Blackwood Wellbeing Centre for personalised advice and treatment recommendations. Whether you're dealing with existing foot issues or simply want to ensure optimal foot health, these specialised centres can provide valuable guidance individualised to your needs.

Conclusion:

Nurturing foot health stands as a cornerstone of our overall well-being. By integrating proactive measures and heeding expert advice into your daily routines, you pave the way for sustaining healthy feet and preempting potential issues. Recognise that prioritising preventive foot care lays the groundwork for a more vibrant, fulfilling life. A devoted team of podiatrists is poised to deliver not only compassionate care but also cutting-edge techniques to ensure your feet remain both pain-free and fully functional. Embark on your quest for optimal foot health today and discover the transformative difference it can make in your overall wellness journey. Remember, preventive foot care is essential for overall wellness and can contribute to a healthier, happier you.

References:

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https://vymaps.com/GB/Blackwood-Wellbeing-Centre-VN15020/?id_new=e2a8711f29a9024e1ef04928648c7342

#abertillery #caerphilly #blackwood #cwmbran #pontypool #tredegar #united kingdom #podiatrist merthyr tydfil #massage merthyr tydfil #rooms to rent merthyr tydfil

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hometoursandotherstuff · 8 months

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This is Talliston House in Great Dunmow, United Kingdom. The primary bedroom in the home is listed as haunted, and is available to rent on Airbnb for $180 per night. You gotta see this gothic house.

Some common spaces are shared, but I'm not sure which. This is the Victorian living room.

And this is the gothic dining room. (You will get breakfast here- salmon and bagels with cream cheese.)

What a delightful kitchen.

This is one of the baths- there is a dedicated bath for guests.

The homeowner is a writer and this is his office.

The owner's bedroom. Now let's go to the haunted bedroom.

And, here we are in the very gothic "haunted" bedroom.

Wow, that closet is magnificent.

There's a throne in here, too.

Details of the fireplace mantel.

This is probably a nighttime photo.

Candle on the nightstand.

Door to the lovely Japanese tea garden is steampunk.

Isn't this beautiful? That's an opium table with a sphere and art deco tea set.

Italianate staircase to the upper floor.

In the attic is a Cambodian treehouse.

In the front yard is a gothic style garden.

By the barn on the property is an Irish fountain in the courtyard.

https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/10454498

#gothic house #fairy tale house #haunted airbnb #unique homes #house tours #home tour

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thirteens-pocket-watch · 11 months

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I've decided to compile all the small pieces of information about future episodes that RTD has given in his Letter from the Showrunner segments in DWM. I've only included things that can tell us something about the episode, so stuff like Bad Wolf investigating if using a certain title is permitted hasn't been included here. I've included the issue each point was given in and I will obviously update after future issues

(Last updated 28.04.24)

2023 Specials

The Star Beast

- Contains the words westerly, pelican and dreams (584)

- Page seven contains the line "Oh, Nerys and her big mouth!" (585)

- The reconstructed opening scene made from fan recordings of filming contains lines that were cut from the final version of the episode (595)

Wild Blue Yonder

- Contains the words wild, Southampton, vegetable, Flux, bean and starlight (585)

Extra

- RTD refers to a "terrifying scene with Sue" and two celebrity historical figures in the upcoming specials (596)

- None of the specials will air on the 1st, 17th or 23rd of November (596)

Series 14/Season 1

Space Babies (Episode 1)

- Contains the words roar, Glastonbury and conquistador (589)

- The title was said aloud in Star Trek: Picard 3 (590/591)

- Scene 11 is headed as INT. CONTROL ROOM and the stage directions say "THE DOCTOR and RUBY walk in to find a cool, sleek, metal CONTROL ROOM, full of CONSOLES" (598)

The Devil's Chord (Episode 2)

- Scene 10 is set INT. CANTEEN. DAY (585)

- Contains the words Liverpool, legions and non-diagetic (586)

- The title of the episode was revealed (598)

73 Yards (Episode 4)

- Had the line "I once went to the top of the Shard" cut from the script (589)

Rogue (Episode 6)

- Page 10 contains the line "I am ruined" and it is said by a character named Emily (598)

- When talking about watching the final mix of this episode, RTD threw in the quote "Live vivisection!" (602)

The Legend of Ruby Sunday (Episode 7)

- First line of the script is INT. COFFEE BAR, USA - DAY, 1947 (584)

- RTD said he recomends midnight viewing for this episode because "it's shocking, frankly, and there might be screaming!" (603)

Empire of Death (Episode 8)

- Contains the words kingdom, gold and Tigella (592)

- Contains the words terror, dust, pizza, Einstein, death and opera (598)

- One of the above words is also in the title (598)

Extra

- An unspecified episode had the word "sixpence" in the title before the plot about said sixpence was cut (591)

- There is a crucial scene, designated 27B, in an unspecified episode with an as-yet unannounced guest star (593)

- The aforementioned scene contains the debris of a fallen statue with an 8 foot tall head as part of the set (593)

- The last scene to be filmed for series 14 was a scene in the TARDIS in the "middle bit of the finale" (whether this is episode 7 or 8 is not specified) and the Doctor slides to the ground at some point during the scene (594)

- RTD says the following about the upcoming season: "Will we ever see Mondo Caroon? Where exactly is Bertie Lester? And how many people does it take to fly an asteroid hopper?" (603)

Series 15/Season 2

Episode 1

- Scene One features none of the regular cast (600)

Episode 2

- The episode features a guest star who's been in the show before but in a different role (600)

Episode 3

- RTD mentions that Ncuti Gatwa is rehearsing with a Special Guest Star for their 13th episode. I assumed he was referring to his 13th episode with Gatwa and didn't count the anniversary specials (597)

Extra

- An unspecified episode contains the words garden, firmament and diploma (592)

- An unspecified episode contains the words radiation, moth and skiffle (597)

- The sets include a hotel, a chamber and a hospital (597)

- More sets are listed, including the UNIT OPs room, the Sundays' flat, "a set so real we could rent it out as its actual self" and an "absolute labyrinth of a set" (potentially an actual labyrinth based on a previous comment from director Makalla McPherson) (601)

- RTD confirmed that the 2025 season will not contain an episode celebrating 20 years of New Who (602)

- On the 8th March 2024, RTD claimed they were "shooting a scene that will live forever in Doctor Who history" (602)

- The "climax" of season 2 contains the words tinderbox, Croydon and threshold (603)

- RTD says "oh, I wish you could see that guest star" about the aforementioned episode (603)

#doctor who #doctor who magazine #rtd2 #doctor who 60th anniversary #the star beast #wild blue yonder #doctor who series 14 #doctor who series 15 #the devil's chord #space babies #73 yards #rogue #the legend of ruby sunday #empire of death

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estrellami-1 · 10 months

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@every-aj-needs-an-angel made “favorite lines from each chapter” posts and I’ve decided to do the same. Let me know if you don’t want to be tagged, lovely! ❤️

Chapter 1

“Ooh, and they’re saying you got your asshole bleached.”

“That one is true,” Alex says through a mouthful of chocolate with sprinkles.

“Thought so,” June says without looking up.

Just. Their sibling relationship is SO perfect. I’m in love.

Given the choice, he’d rather read one of the hundreds of glowing pieces of fan fiction about him on the internet, the up-to-eleven version of himself with devastating charm and unbelievable physical stamina, but June flat out refuses to read those aloud to him, no matter how much he tries to bribe her.

Once again, PEAK sibling behavior. I’m obsessed.

They were seventeen and eighteen and doomed from the start, both convinced they were the smartest person in any room. Alex has since conceded Nora is 100 percent smarter than him and definitely too smart to have ever dated him.

I need a Nora ASAP please. She’s fantastic. The second line has lived in my brain rent-free since I first read it.

“‘Arch nemesis’ implies he’s actually a rival to me on any level and not, you know, a stuck- up product of inbreeding who probably jerks off to photos of himself.”

“Woof.”

“I’m just saying.”

Oh, Alex. You have no idea.

“Ew, you have Garden State on your watch list? Wow, how’s film school in 2005 going?”

“I hate you.”

“Hmm, I know.”

Actual footage of me and my youngest brother istg

Amy, his mother’s favorite Secret Service agent, a former Navy SEAL who is rumored around DC to have killed several men, sits across the aisle. She’s got a bulletproof titanium case of crafting supplies open on the couch next to her and is serenely embroidering flowers onto a napkin. Alex has seen her stab someone in the kneecap with a very similar embroidery needle.

I’m in love with all of this. Amy is who I aspire to be.

“Risk assessment: FSOTUS failing to check himself before he wrecks himself will result in greater than five hundred civilian casualties. Ninety-eight percent probability of Prince Henry looking like a total dreamboat. Seventy- eight percent probability of Alex getting himself banned from the United Kingdom forever.”

“Those are better odds than I expected,” June observes.

Alex laughs, and the plane soars on.

Once again where do I get a Nora. I love her.

“Do either of y’all know what a viscount is?” June is saying, halfway through a cucumber sandwich. “I’ve met like, five of them, and I keep smiling politely as if I know what it means when they say it. Alex, you took comparative international governmental relational things. Whatever. What are they?”

“I think it’s that thing when a vampire creates an army of crazed sex waifs and starts his own ruling body,” he says.

“That sounds right,” Nora says…

“I wish I were a viscount,” June says. “I could have my sex waifs deal with my emails.”

“Are sex waifs good with professional correspondence?” Alex asks.

Nora’s napkin has begun to resemble a bird. “I think it could be an interesting approach. Their emails would be all tragic and wanton.” She tries on a breathless, husky voice. “‘Oh, please, I beg you, take me—take me to lunch to discuss fabric samples, you beast!’”

“Could be weirdly effective,” Alex notes.

“Something is wrong with both of you,” June says gently.

I’m somehow all three of them. I love this exchange SO much.

His face is still infuriatingly symmetrical.

Alex. Buddy. You oblivious fuck.

“Aw, little buddy,” Nora says. She reaches over and pats his hand. “It’s cute how you think everything is about you.”

“It should be, honestly.”

“That’s the spirit.”

Once again I’m in love with Nora.

For a second, all he can think as he stares up at the ceiling while covered in frosting and champagne is that at least Henry’s dance with June won’t be the biggest story to come out of the royal wedding.

His next thought is that his mother is going to murder him in cold blood.

Alex worrying about the important things first.

#red white and royal blue #favorite lines #this is purely self indulgent

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tamras-shieldmaiden · 2 months

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Highly Specific Ship Ranking!

Lin Beifong/Yasuko (alive obviously)

Lin Beifong/Buttercup Raiko

Kuvira/Ginger

Thanks for the asks!

Lin Beifong/Yasuko Sato

Squick / Just nope / A trainwreck you can’t look away from / Mehh but they are bloody everywhere / Not interested but no negative feelings / I need to see how I could make it work / BroTP / Cute / I love them / They rented a room in my mind and are here to stay

We know close to nothing about Yasuko, but if Asami takes after her mom, then I think Lin would find Yasuko's wits, elegance, and charming personality appealing, and Lin, well, what else do we need to say? 😆

Lin Beifong/Buttercup Raiko

Nah, I don't see it. I think Lin would believe Buttercup would be interested in her for selfish, opportunistic reasons (being the partner/spouse of the Chief of Police who happens to be a Beifong would certainly elevate her status in society) rather than Lin the person.

Kuvira/Ginger

Aside from the logistical hurdles for them to meet, I'm not sure how this would work. One is an actress, and the other is a dancer when she's not leading Zaofu's guards or uniting the Earth Kingdom, so maybe having the performing arts in common could bring them together? 🤔

#highly specific ship ranking #ask game #ship ask game #the legend of korra #tlok #lin beifong #yasuko sato #ginger #buttercup raiko #kuvira

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mariacallous · 6 months

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(JTA) — The Dutch elections in November sent shockwaves through Europe, as voters delivered victory to Geert Wilders, a hard-right populist known for crusading against Islam, immigrants and the European Union — along with professing support for Israel.

But for some Dutch Jews, who have watched an atmosphere of fear and antisemitism grow since the Israel-Hamas war began on Oct. 7, the results were less surprising.

Wilders’s Party for Freedom (PVV) beat all predictions on Nov. 22, winning 37 of the 150 seats in parliament (or 23.6% of the vote) and far outstripping the second place Labor-Green alliance. After decades on the political fringe, Wilders has begun negotiating to form a government with himself as the next prime minister of the Netherlands.

The firebrand politician, whose “Netherlands first” rhetoric and blond-dyed bouffant hair earned him comparisons to Donald Trump, has long made anti-Islam policies a centerpiece of his agenda. Along with demanding a halt to the country’s “asylum tsunami,” he has called for a ban on Islamic schools, Qurans and mosques. A court found him guilty on insult charges after he led supporters in a chant for “fewer” Moroccans in the Netherlands at a 2016 campaign rally. In 2009, he was refused entry to the United Kingdom on the way to screen his film “Fitna,” which associated the Quran with terrorism and sparked international protests.

Following 13 years of a center-right government under former Prime Minister Mark Rutte, Wilders’ victory was broadly called one of the country’s “biggest political upsets” since World War II. His party’s surge came very late in the campaign, and Wilders himself didn’t seem to expect the result, reportedly renting a room as party headquarters for election night only three days beforehand.

That timing corresponds with weeks of public outcry over Israel’s bombardment of Gaza, which has sometimes morphed into aggression against Dutch Jews, according to Esther Voet, editor-in-chief of the Nieuw Israelietisch Weekblad (known in English as the Dutch Jewish Weekly).

“A few weeks ago, he only had between 13 and 17 seats,” Voet told the Jewish Telegraphic Agency. “This started a few weeks ago — since we’ve seen all the aggression in the streets — that he rose so much in the polls.”

Voet believes that Wilders benefited from a swell of open prejudice against Jews in the Netherlands. One watchdog documented an 818% increase in antisemitic incidents in October, ranging from assaults in schools to the tearing down of mezuzahs to swastikas painted on Jewish homes. Voet said some Jewish voters believed they would be protected by Wilders, who has touted his support for Israel as the Netherlands’ “close friend” and condemned antisemitism since Oct. 7.

Dutch Jews have historically opposed right-wing populist parties, but some shifted their views on Wilders sharply in recent weeks, said Voet. A Dutch Jewish Weekly poll in 2017 found that Jews were less open to voting for Wilders than the broader Dutch public was, with 10% of respondents expressing support for PVV compared with 15% of the public in general opinion polls. The most popular party among Jews was Rutte’s then-ruling People’s Party for Freedom and Democracy, followed by the center-left Labor Party.

“I have a lot of Jewish friends who are on the left side of the political spectrum, who voted for PVV because of what they saw in the last weeks,” said Voet.

Although he is not Jewish, Wilders volunteered on an Israeli kibbutz as a young man and is married to a Hungarian-Jewish former diplomat. He has also advocated for Israel’s settlements in the West Bank and suggested that all Palestinians should be relocated to Jordan.

Some Jewish organizations, including the Jewish news website Joods.nl, celebrated Wilders’ win as a victory for both Israel and Dutch Jews. On election day, the outlet posted a “Mazel tov” to Wilders alongside an Instagram post that read, “Hamas lost the elections.”

Lievnath Faber is the founder of Oy Vey, a progressive Jewish group that hosts events and discussions in Amsterdam. As antisemitic attacks surged in recent weeks, her colleague set up a WhatsApp “buddy system” for Jews across Amsterdam to check on each other and provide support.

“People are really needing to be together,” she told JTA. “For a lot of people, it’s very lonely to be Jewish now.”

However, Faber believes that Jews who voted for Wilders’ party were naively missguided by their “legitimate fears.”

“No matter what a politician might say — he might say he loves Jews and wants to protect Jews — we all know from our history, from our DNA that we are at risk when there is an extreme-right, anti-constitutional leader,” Faber said.

Jews constitute a small minority of about 30,000 people in the Dutch population of 17.7 million. Other voters who won Wilders the election say they were attracted by his promises to bring down taxes, healthcare and the cost of living. Some felt neglected by their government and resentful of migrants being granted homes amid the country’s housing crisis, according to Voet. Wilders also toned down his anti-Islam rhetoric during the campaign, although his manifesto still contains proposals to ban Qurans, mosques and Muslim headscarves.

Faber believes that Wilders’ victory has granted permission to a current of racism and xenophobia that abides in Dutch society — one that targets Muslims now, but might turn against Jews.

“If somebody in a public office voices things that are very racist, of course it also motivates other people to feel more comfortable doing that,” she said. “That’s one of the things that is scary about this win — what does it allow in the society?”

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victorianchap · 2 years

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🔸 Apparent photo of 2 Drunken women fighting on a rooftop. London, circa 1902, taken by American photographer Jack London. He was using a handheld Kodak Folding Camera, which used roll film, and with a shutter speed that was perfectly capable of capturing movement. His photographs were published in 1903 in his book ‘The People of the Abyss,’ a photojournalistic narrative of poverty in London’s East End. London disguised himself as a runaway American sailor, rented a small room, bought some used clothes, and walked the streets. This disguise enabled him to capture a unique record of candid images such as drunken women fighting, children dancing to a street organ, and men sleeping under the arches of bridges in the raw cold. #victorianchaps #retro #vintage #jacklondon #fighting #victorian #Edwardian #1900s #london🇬🇧 #nostalgia #history #pastlives #goodolddays #drunk #oldohoto (at London, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkOjgVkjE2H/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#victorianchaps #retro #vintage #jacklondon #fighting #victorian #edwardian #1900s #london🇬🇧#nostalgia #history #pastlives #goodolddays #drunk #oldohoto

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detroit-grand-prix · 2 years

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Wildest Dreams Chapter 11 - Better Than Revenge

Chapter summary: The GP3 season starts in earnest for Bee, and she's settling into her routine after moving to the UK full-time. There's new feelings to contend with, including racing at the track that almost ended her career before it started.

Content warning: N/A

Chapter word count: 3,685

Author’s notes: Both of the companies I mentioned, and are both based in Michigan. I'm trying to go for something as close to reality as possible, so I used some real companies. No, I didn't get paid to namedrop them.

I'm sure most people know the story of George Russell and his PowerPoint presentations, but here it is if you don't. It's very charming.

George's placements in this chapter are real, except for the Monza one. He actually did win that one, but I decided it was high time that Bee got on the top step of the podium. And the Monza GP3 sprint race was cancelled due to heavy rain that year.

Previous Chapter

Brackley, Northampton, England, United Kingdom Mid-December, 2016

After securing her placement for the 2017 season, Bee’s life changed very rapidly within a few weeks. Since she was going to be mostly based around Brackley, she ended up moving to the UK, out of her parents’ house. She moved in the second week of December, but would be returning to Stuttgart for the Christmas break.

She rented a small furnished flat in Northampton, and bought a car - the first car she’d owned - on a company leasing scheme that Mercedes offered its employees. Fortunately, the discount was generous, so she was able to splurge a little on it. She got a silver AMG A45 4matic hatchback and absolutely loved it. (She hated that it was a UK-spec one, though, because right-hand drive would never not be strange to her.)

The day before the holiday break, Toto summoned her to his office. She was a little nervous about that - she felt like she’d been called to the principal’s office and she wasn’t sure why. She went to the office and knocked on the glass door. Toto looked up from his laptop and gestured for her to come in.

The room reminded her a bit of a fish tank - almost every wall was transparent glass, no privacy at all. There was a large glass trophy case right in the middle of the floor that displayed an assortment of medals. The walls had bookshelves with some trophies, some helmets, and various books.

“We have a few contracts to review,” Toto said as Bee sat in the chair across from his desk. “You’ve gotten a few sponsorship offers, which is a very good thing. After our press release went out, it was circulated to the news in your home state, and there’s a few companies interested in sponsoring a rising hometown hero, it seems.”

“What? Like… who?” Bee was confused. She knew that someday soon she’d need to find sponsors, but couldn’t fathom the idea of sponsors wanting to find her, especially because Formula 1 didn’t have much notoriety in the United States, let alone the feeder series.

“We have one from a mortgage lender called Quicken Loans, one from a grocery store chain called… May… May-jer Major? I don’t know what this word is in English.”

“What?” Bee stood up to look across the desk at the document Toto was holding.

“Oh, Meijer. ‘Mye-yer’. It’s Dutch. There’s a lot of Dutch people in Michigan.”

“Ah - that’s a bit surprising. But, anyway, I’ve already taken a look at the contracts, and I just want to go through these with you step-by-step, discuss what changes we’d like for the terms and things.”

Neither one of the sponsorship deals were for earth-shattering amounts of money, but for a junior formula driver that only had a high school education, it certainly meant she’d be making a perfectly comfortable living. By the end of the meeting, Bee felt like her eyes were crossed and she barely understood a word Toto was saying. “Sorry but… this just seems like a lot.”

Toto chuckled. “It can be. But you’ll start to understand these things eventually. I am your manager, but ultimately, I’m just making suggestions here. If you don’t agree with me on something, please feel free to let me know and we can discuss it.”

“I think everything is fine with the changes you’ve suggested, I just… honestly wasn’t expecting to be getting personal sponsors already, especially before I even sought them out.” Bee sighed and rubbed her temples. “I know having to do these things is just a fact of life in this sport, believe me, but the idea of having obligations beyond just… racing. Like, being a spokesperson or something. The idea of it feels so strange to me.”

Toto nodded. “I understand. It’s normal to feel the pressure, but you don’t have to go all in on these things right now. It’s important for you to remember just to keep a solid perspective on the things you have to worry about now. These contracts are fairly basic, just logos on your car and your suit. The rest of it - having to do marketing, whatever else - it will come in time. And I’ll have your back when the time comes for bigger things like this.”

Bee felt a little better. It was hard to not let her thoughts get carried away, but Toto was right - getting worried about the details of the future right now wouldn’t help.

She headed back for Stuttgart the next day. It barely felt like she’d left, but she needed to hit the ground running after the holidays with simulator work and preparing for pre-season testing, so she didn’t have a lot of choice other than moving in a hurry.

She was happy to be home for Christmas, though. She’d been running from one thing to the next, all over the world, for the last three months of the year, and it finally felt like she could take a breath. She made the most of the downtime, too - she slept in, ate too much, went to the Weihnachtsmarkt with her parents, hung out with some of her German friends, bought gifts, and just enjoyed herself for two weeks.

After the new year, she had to travel to Le Mans, France, for things at the DAMS headquarters - getting fitted for her race seat, meeting the rest of the team, and some PR functions. After that, it was back to the UK.

As a mercy, her schedule mostly fell into a daily routine at the Mercedes factory without any travel until March, when she would head to Portugal for the first round of GP3 pre-season testing. It almost felt like she had a normal job, except the normal job was driving a fake car around a fake track. She and the other development drivers were officially testing the W08. When she wasn’t in the sim, she worked with her trainer, and sometimes shadowed the engineers and strategists. She loved it, even the stuff that didn’t involve racing. She was developing a fascination with race strategy - it was something she could see trying to do if racing didn’t work out in the long-term.

Brackley, Northampton, England, United Kingdom January 2017

On her first day back in Brackley, she was standing in a hallway outside of the canteen, talking to someone from the PR department she’d gotten to know a little bit, when she felt two hands clasp her shoulders from behind. It made her jump a bit, and she turned around to see George Russell grinning down at her.

“Alright, Phoebe? Thought that was you when I saw the braids.” She was still wearing her hair in two braids most of the time. She liked the way it looked, and it was the easiest hairstyle to keep her hair somewhat tamed under her helmet.

“Oh my god! George! Hi!” She pulled him into hug.

“It’s good to see you, Phoebe. It’s been a while. Glad to see you back in the saddle after Austria last year. Sorry that Red Bull let you go.”

She stepped back and looked up at him. “Well, I think it worked out in the end. I’m here, aren’t I?”

George laughed. “Yes. And it’s funny that it has, because I think you and I are the only two people that have the dubious honor of turning down an initial offer from Toto Wolff, and now here we are.”

“Wait, what do you mean?”

“Do you remember when we were in F3? I was racing with Carlin, they’re a Volkswagen team, so I couldn’t be sponsored by Mercedes then. And then, I tested in DTM with BMW - they offered me good money, too, but Toto told me if I went that route, I’d never be considered for an F1 seat with Mercedes, so, here I am.”

Bee laughed. “I don’t think I ever heard that. I remember Carlin was a VW team, but I didn’t realize Mercedes made you an offer that long ago.”

“Oh, it’s kind of a funny story, actually. Powerpoint presentations were involved, but I’ll tell you later. I have to get ready for my sim session. We should catch up soon, though.”

In February, the team had an unofficial launch and shakedown for the 2017 iteration of the Formula 1 car at Silverstone. It was a rainy, cold, miserable day, but Bee couldn’t have been more excited to be at the track for it. She stuck by George most of the time, neither of them really sure where to stand without being in the way. They chatted as they huddled against the wind in their black team jackets. They would also be going to watch pre-season testing in Barcelona later that week. Bee watched in awe as Lewis and his new teammate Valtteri completed their laps. She felt tears pricking at the corner of her eyes, but it was hard to say if it was emotion from watching the car make its first laps, or just from the wind.

Barcelona was the real test for the car, with Mercedes putting down impressive times and lap counts. An electrical issue grounded Lewis on the last day, and Mercedes was edged out a bit by Ferrari, but the W08 still managed to impress.

Testing for her own team came around with the spring. There were three testing sessions - one in Portugal, one in Barcelona, and one in Valencia, Spain. George’s team, ART, was absolutely dominant, with him trading top times with his teammate Jack Aitken. Bee wasn’t doing too badly herself, consistently getting into top of the midfield.

Her moderate success, though, had a downside - she always noticed the stares she got as she was walking down the paddock, like she was some sort of novelty. Sometimes she even caught people whispering to each other as she walked by. She had gotten used to it in her European Formula 3 seasons, and she knew as the season went on, it wouldn’t happen as much. It still gave her the feeling that she might not belong here.

She had a Skype session with Natalie after the last round of testing. They talked about the way getting personal sponsorships made Bee feel like she had more responsibility and pressure to deal with, and what she felt like when she was at testing.

“It’s just disheartening.” Bee said to the image of Natalie on her laptop screen. “I’ve been doing this for years and every time I show up to a track in the beginning of the season, people still stare at me. And I can’t even imagine what they’re saying or what they’re thinking, other than wondering what I did to deserve my place. It’s not even like I’m the first woman to race or anything, I’m just the one doing it right now.”

“Well… have you considered that you might be getting the attention because they might be impressed, or even surprised? Are you sure the things they’re saying are negative? Has anyone said anything negative to you?”

Bee thought about it for a moment. “Not… recently, no.”

“I understand why you might assume that it’s something negative. It has been in the past, since you were a kid. But from what you’ve told me, you’ve been putting in good times at testing, so maybe they’re impressed.”

“I didn’t really think about that. It’s not like I would go up to someone and ask.”

“Well, try this. Next time you see someone staring at you, or pointing at you, or what have you, just imagine that they’re just blown away by your presence. Straighten up your back, square your shoulders, put on a little swagger, and walk around like God himself sent you. You don’t have to actually act like that, not that I think you would.” Natalie shook her head. “You might be surprised to find how much reframing your perception might help. Let me know if it does.”

She also got a new helmet ahead of the first race of the season. It had to be blue and white to match the DAMS livery, with the Mercedes star on the front and an AMG logo above the visor. However, it was the first helmet that Bee was able to have some input on the design. Her previous helmets were all Red Bull-branded and just given to her as they came.

She opted for a dark blue background with a design of light blue stars. She thought it suited her, being an American, and she had Susie’s old Williams helmet in mind when she was working with the designer. She couldn’t stop staring at it once she took it out of the box. Her first custom helmet. It felt like a big step, somehow.

The first race weekend arrived. Bee arrived with the Mercedes team on Wednesday as usual for the track walk, and practice was Friday. Qualifying was a 30-minute straight fight for lap time, which determined the grid order for Saturday’s race. Sunday was the second and final race, with the grid decided by the top eight being reversed, so getting eighth on Saturday meant you were on pole position for Sunday, and if you were on pole on Saturday, you had to fight your way back to the front. Bee qualified in P7, and got P8 on Saturday’s race, which meant that she was starting Sunday on pole.

She was incredibly nervous, more nervous than she ever remembered being before the start of a race before. She almost felt a little sick from it. Unlike most drivers, she hated being on pole position. She vastly preferred to do the chasing. As the mechanics got her car positioned on the grid, she thought she was going to chew a hole through the seam of her balaclava - it was a nervous habit she’d had since her karting days. As the grid cleared for the start, she tried to remember the advice Susie had given her before testing, to take some deep breaths to get herself outside of her head, to work on visualizing the line around the track. It helped. Her usual pre-race calm took over, and she was ready.

Despite only being on pole because of the reverse-grid format, she was able to defend spectacularly, only allowing two overtakes, putting her at P3. A podium on her first weekend outing in GP3. She felt so many things at once as she climbed out of her car in parc fermé - relief, elation, joy. When she was on her way back to the pit after the podium ceremony, she saw people’s eyes on her again, but this time, she took Natalie’s advice. She squared her shoulders, raised her chin, and walked down the paddock like she’d just won the World Driver’s Championship.

She sent a text to Susie with a picture of her helmet next to her third-place trophy. She hadn’t talked to her lately - her son, Jack, was born in early April. Bee didn’t want to bother her while she was recovering and trying to adjust to motherhood. “Couldn’t have done it without the advice you gave me at testing this year. I hope you and Jack are doing well.”

She responded when Bee and her parents were out for dinner. “I’ll be at Silverstone this year. I can’t wait to see you. I’m so proud of you.”

The next race on the calendar was at the Red Bull Ring. Bee wasn’t sure how she felt about it. On one hand, she suffered a fairly horrific accident there that almost indirectly ended her career. On the other hand, she’d landed on her feet and ended up with a team that she was much happier with. She was still racing, and she had vastly improved as a driver from putting so much time into the sim. It did bring something to mind, though.

“I have a question,” she said to George while they were eating lunch at the factory after returning from Barcelona. “Do you remember Evgeni Kozlov?”

“Hmmm… wait, that Russian kid that pushed you off at the Red Bull Ring?”

“Yeah. I haven’t seen his name in a while. Is he still in European F3? I haven’t seen him on the F2 roster or anything.”

George raised his eyebrows and finished chewing the bite of food he was eating. “Oh, you must not look at any motorsport news or anything.”

That was accurate. Bee had seen a few articles about her accident after-the-fact, and found it too upsetting to read, mostly because of the deluge of comments about a girl “causing” one of the bigger accidents in an F3 race to date, no matter what the stewards had ruled about the crash. “No, I don’t. After the crash I decided to stop reading racing news. It just wasn’t good for my sanity.”

“Ah, okay, that’s fair. Well, there was a little bit of drama with him. He got pissed at one race about qualifying and decided to overtake during the formation lap, so he got black-flagged for it and got disqualified. And then at another race, his dad got into a fight with his team principal over… something, I don’t know. So, Red Bull dropped him, more or less because he was a PR liability, and his dad took his money out of the Red Bull academy, and there’s not a team that will take him. I don’t even think he’s racing right now.”

“Wow. You’re kidding. Well… that makes me feel better.” Bee leaned back in her chair. She almost felt giddy about it.

“Were you worried he was going to crash into you again or something?”

“No. There was… well, never mind.” The truth wasn’t really a road she wanted to venture down with George right now. “I just could never stand him, and for good reason.” She left it at that.

Austria went well. No podiums for Bee, but George won the first race. Bee ended up in the high end of the midfield again. Her team principal told her he was pleased with her performance regardless. She thought she’d be nervous going back to Austria, but the knowledge that Evgeni was nowhere near a race track took the edge off, somehow.

Silverstone arrived on an overcast weekend, but even the dark clouds couldn’t dampen the mood in the Mercedes garage, with a 1-2 for Lewis and Valtteri, and Lewis getting his third career grand slam.

In the GP3 race, George won again, but Bee had a bit of a rough weekend. She had a mechanical retirement in the sprint race because of a brake failure, and only got P9 in the feature race. It was her first mechanical DNF, and even though there was little to be done about it, Bee still felt bad. Susie found her after she walked back to the pit lane during the sprint race, and gave her a hug.

“I’m sorry, I know it’s tough. It happens to everyone at some point, and you were still impressive in the feature race. You’ve come so far as a driver already.”

“I know. But even the feature race was my worst placement this season.”

“Well,” Susie said. “If you were doing that well at your worst, I cannot wait to see you at your best.”

Susie had her over to their house for dinner that night, and she got to meet Jack. Bee hadn’t ever been the kind of person that sought out interactions with children, but he was a really cute baby. And, as Bee found out, holding a baby was surprisingly good for chasing away the sadness of a less-than-stellar race weekend.

As the season proceeded, Bee got another podium or two, and was always inside the points. She was happy with that. Sure, she was racing to win, but the GP3 field was uncommonly deep and talented that season, and Bee was very proud of being the “best of the rest”.

Bee finally got a taste of victory at Monza. Bee qualified in sixth. Saturday’s feature race was canceled because of heavy rain on the track, meaning the feature race was moved to Sunday, and there would be no time for the sprint race.

During the feature race, she was particularly dialed-in. All she had on her mind was trying to make as many overtakes as possible, and she interrupted what would have been an all-ART podium with a stunning last-second overtake on George right before the line. Bee was a little surprised when her engineer said she’d managed to pull off the last bit of distance and pull off a P1. It was her first-ever victory since she’d started racing in single-seaters, and it was at the same track that she’d gotten her first podium in Formula Renault. She cried on the podium, at the top step. She didn’t even try to stop it.

She would later laugh at the picture of her and George - even with her standing on the top step, she was still shorter than him.

Bee and George walked back to the Mercedes garage after changing out of their racing gear and back into their Mercedes team kit to watch the F1 Grand Prix, and both of them were met with cheers from the entire crew. Toto pulled Bee into an enormous hug that lifted her off of her feet (not difficult considering the height difference between the two of them).

“I’m so proud of you, bienchen. That was truly amazing driving out there.” He said. “You’ve come so far.”

That night, she let herself indulge in every scrap of news on motorsports blogs she could find. One article mentioned that she was the first woman ever to achieve a victory in the GP3 series, which would be more impressive if the series hadn’t only launched in 2010, but she would take it. It was nice to know that she’d put a small mark on the history of racing.

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#f1 fanfic #f1 oc fanfic #formula 1 fanfic #original character #female oc #female f1 driver #susie wolff #toto wolff #george russell #my fanfic #series: wildest dreams

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Blood

I sware I'm going to catch up. I'm on the fourth prompt of @writeblrfantasy's 12 Days of Writer's Self-Love. This time, we are fast-forwarding back to when Captain Fisher was a sailor. I have also now decided to introduce my favorite character of mine ever. The prompt this time is Blood.

She walked up to the front desk in the inn with a large sack draped over her shoulder. The tired inn manager looked at her with a grumpy expression. The manager was a grumpy kenku with baggy eyes and black feathers that slowly turned grey. Queen put the bag down and grabbed a handful of gold coins.

“Could I rent a room for two nights?” They sighed as if their entire day was another monotonous waste of their time. She placed the gold on the desk and pushed it toward them. The manager passively took the money and put it in a desk drawer. While they were looking through their list of available rooms, Queen looked about the lobby. A few huddled groups were chatting happily about their pleasant mornings. Most of them were elves or kenku. The manager grabbed a set of keys from the wall behind them and dropped it on the desk. “Down the hallway to the left, last door.”

“Thank you,” she smiled. They scoffed at her and waved her off.

“Yeah, whatever,” they responded unhappily, fluffing up their feathers as they rested their head on their crossed arms. Queen sighed in disappointment and stepped away from the front desk. If it weren’t for the nasty storms out at sea, she would have been already out sailing. Suddenly, the door slammed open, and as Queen turned around to look, she saw a severely wounded human bleeding in the arms of a young Kenku.

“This human needs help!” they pleaded. The human wore strange, camouflaged clothing and was covered with multiple incisions and bruises from head to toe, bleeding immensely. Energy and shock flooded the manager’s face. Everyone’s attention had turned to the human.

“We need to get them to a chair!” the manager shouted as they stood up from behind the desk. Two elves set up one of the reclining chairs in the lobby. They quickly placed the human down. A necklace with a silver piece of metal hung from their neck. When Queen took a closer look, in the metal were engraved words. It took her a moment before realizing it was a tag.

Aspen I. Fawn, 2018 U.S. Citizen

United States, National

Guard Ensign, 2018

“You!” the manager scolded Queen. She jumped unexpectedly and looked at them. “Can you fly to the medic?”

“I can’t fly,” Queen responded.

“You’re aarakocran, and you can’t fly?!” they gestured violently.

“Half aarakocran,” she corrected.

“Can any of you use a healing spell?!” an albino kenku blurted out.

“We need bandages!” the young kenku stated. Queen quickly went to her bag and grabbed about five bandage rolls before coming back over. A tall elf had already started healing a large cut on the human’s right forearm as the others snatched some of Queen’s bandages.

“Do any of you have a horse?!” the manager called out.

“What do you need?” the albino kenku responded.

“I need you to ride your horse to the medic,” they ordered. “RUN!!”

“Okay! Okay,” they stumbled as they turned to the door. The human started gasping for air, coughing out blood.

“They’re waking up!”

“SHUSH!!” They slowly opened up their eyes, revealing their mystical golden brown eyes. They all were awkwardly glaring her down. The poor human stiffened up, her eyes darting around between faces. “Are you alright?”

“Uh,” she shrunk. “Where am I?”

“You’re in the inn,” Queen responded.

“I want names,” the manager cracked their knuckles.

“Woah, settle down!” an elf interrupted. The human was starting to look concerned. “We don’t need to be starting fights yet. Can you tell us what happened?”

“Well,” she paused for a moment. “I’m not sure how to explain it.”

“Don’t worry,” the young kenku spoke calmly. “We sent someone to get the medic.”

“Who are you people?” she asked.

“Most of us are locals, but some are traders from other kingdoms,” the manager sighed.

“Kingdom?? What kingdom is this?” she sat up, wincing in pain.

“Woah, lay back,” Queen insisted. “You’re still bleeding.”

“Ugh,” she groaned, leaning back, “fine.”

“You’re in the Aaraborne kingdom on Tora island. Did you not know that when you came here?” the manager tilted their head.

“It’s a long story, and I’d prefer not to talk about it,” they answered nervously.

“What kingdom did you even come from?” the young kenku asked, tilting his head to the side. “You have some pretty strange clothes, from what I see.”

“GUYS, YOU’LL NOT BELIEVE THIS!!!” a human burst into the room. “A DRAGONBORNE WITH DUAL SWORDS IS COMING THIS WAY!!!”

“Oh great,” the wounded human groaned. “They found me!”

#more of my ocs #writeblrfantasy #12daysofwritersselflove #12 days of writers self love #writing prompt #prompts #story prompt #I did a lot more dialogue in this one wow #my writing #Aspen is a very special character to me fyi

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Terravenger Season 6 - The Twilight Arc - Episode 525 (Do Not Copy) - 03.06.2024

On the right sideway of the Midas Hospital Trail, the focused Greg Griffin remained at the front as more of the soldiers from the Midas Armed Forces stood behind.

Among the soldiers was the elegant teacher named Kael Rama. He wore a white shirt with a fine collar, long sleeves, and thick red cuffs. Around both sides of his shirt was an upside-down V that was colored red. He had on white dress-pants with a black belt and black shoes with white at the middle. He also wore an opened white dress-coat with a fine collar and the golden symbol representing Planet Mars on the left shoulder. And his MAF badge was placed on a small pocket which was on the front left side of his coat.

Rama stood by Greg's right side with his hands hidden in the pockets of his coat. The duo continued to face forward as Greg threw more of his energy into the barrier.

Meanwhile, the commander Beau Ravenstone inside the Midas Academy's Meeting Room with Victoria Sidney and Kastano. They each sat at the end of the long table that was by the door while the technician Seven of Nine remained at the far end.

"You have something to report?" asked Beau.

The emotionless Seven of Nine aimed the tip of his mechanical pen forward. A large rectangle made of clear light appeared at the top of the table's center. The map of the planet Terravenger soon appeared on the large rectangle which was the monitor. And a thin red light began to point from the tip of Seven's pen.

The red laser pointed at the land that was at the map's bottom and Seven reported "The people who have taken Duo Storms. According to the tracking device I inserted into Duo's drink while he stayed at his home, he is located at the heart of Pelican City."

"Pelican City?" reported Victoria.

"Affirmative," answered Seven. "After searching through every part of the city, we have determined that the main headquarters of the kidnappers is in an old temple that was rented by a certain source for almost ten years."

Kastano thought to himself until he called out "Mother Blight."

The image of the map quickly changed into a face picture of the wicked Mother Blight.

Seven of Nine reported "Before this, I had discovered her true identity. Her name is actually Pamela Upchurch. She was the head of a small school somewhere in the United Kingdom before she was discovered by our enemy. But the information about her life in the past is unknown."

Victoria read from the image and added "The only one of her children that is well-known and has a long record of arrests and complaints is her eldest daughter."

"Aika," named Kastano.

Seven revealed "Aika Romanov is her real name. She was born in a small village in the Russian Federation to a farmer who was a follower of the Bringer."

"Pamela Upchurch?" repeated Beau. "And Aika Romanov."

Then Seven informed everyone "The name of the person who rented the temple was A. Romanov Upchurch. Upchurch, or rather Mother Blight. She used both her name and her daughter's on every transaction which includes a few of the temples that are located in some parts of this planet."

Beau read the file on the image before them and told the engineer "I think you for this information."

The commander faced Kastano and informed him "We will gather a large army of capable soldiers. Then we will travel to this location in Pelican City. And we must battle through the Bringer's minions until we have rescued Duo from his prison."

The calm Kastano shook his head and said "Very well, Raven. I shall let you go on your quest. Saving a student of Midas City is important."

"He is not just any mere student," implied Victoria.

Kastano shook his head and responded "Yes, you are right Lieutenant. Duo Storms is valuable to not only our academy. But this child is someone that is important to us all."

He gave a daring smile to Beau and replied "Not only he is Raven's son. But Duo Storms is cared for by many people of the city. And we as the city's soldier will do our best to bring student home."

Terravenger -- Season 6

Episode 525: Twilight -- The Grand Midas March

During the early part of the next morning, many groups of the Midas Armed Forces' soldiers marched through the city. Leading them were their two superiors, Beau Ravenstone and Victoria Sidney.

Victoria remained by her commander's right side while their general was by his left. The short hair was Kastano was made into a high bun which remained behind his head. He wore a blue coat with a golden-lined heart designed on the chest. A golden pad was placed on the top of each shoulder while a thin silver belt remained around his waist. And his MAF badge was placed on the front left side of the chest. He also had on a pair of long white bottoms and short light-brown boots. And a golden bracelet was worn around each wrist.

Beau told him "I thank you once again for this, Kastano."

Kastano gave a soft smile and asked "How long have we been friends, Raven?"

"Too long," answered Beau.

And the warm general replied "That should be the only thing which tells you I will follow you until the end."

"As will I," added Victoria. "You do not have to go through this ordeal on your own, Commander."

The focused Beau shook his head and said "You both are too good to me."

Leading one of the groups at the back right side were the three members of the Paigettes.

The girl at the left side was Seer who had her long hair worn out. And she wore black eyeliner along with light-purple lipstick. She also had golden rings on the bottom of her ears and her silver tiara on her forehead with a small clear gem lowering from the center. She wore a black outfit consisting of purple outlines and a large heart which revealed the top of her chest. And her tight bottoms lowered to her knees. She also had a long black warmer with purple outlines covering each arm and a pair of long black boots. Her MAF badge was placed on the front left side of her chest. And a long pale-violet sash was tied around her waist.

Iris Thomas who remained at the right side had on black eyeliner, purple eye-shadow, and pale-violet lipstick. She wore a sleeveless aqua-green top that didn't lower to her waist. She had a pair of legless bottoms made of purple scales, a long light-blue fin on each side, and a thin purple belt with her MAF badge as her buckle. And she had on a pair of long black boots.

And remaining at the center of the group was their leader. Paige McCormack had on black eyeliner and light-pink lipstick. She wore a sleeveless yellow top which was tied together by a white lace. The DSL crest was placed on its front left side. And the top didn't lower to her waist. She had on a short yellow dress with a legless bottom underneath. And the top of the dress was a white belt that had her MAF badge as its buckle. She also on fingerless black gloves and black knee braces. And she had on a pair of long black boots along with a thick black collar around her neck.

Walking at the front of a group that was at the left side were four more students -- Silver Monroe, Cheetah, Seth Black, and Dilan Carr.

The gargoyle Silver had on a short-sleeved blue shirt with three horizontal light-gray lines around the bottom of the chest. He wore a pair of jet-black pants that lowered toward his knees. A long black warmer with a long chrome-colored protector at the front was on each ankle. He also had on a long black glove on his right hand that didn't cover each finger while a short black glove that was also fingerless was on the left hand. And a zipped coat made of black leather was worn over his shirt with the hood covering his head.

The face-painted Cheetah wore a sleeveless orange shirt that revealed the middle of his chest and lowered to the top of his waist. A pair of long light-orange leggings were worn with a thick tan belt that had his MAF badge placed at the center. He also wore fingerless black gloves with thin orange cuffs and long black boots. And a red bandana was tied around his left ankle.

The charming Seth had on a see-through shirt with long sleeves and black designs around each shoulder. He had a long red warmer covering each wrist while a blue half-moon symbol was printed on his left shoulder. He wore white jeans with a black belt that had a golden buckle shaped as a wolf's head. He also had on a pair of short black boots. And his MAF badge was placed on the front left side of his chest.

The quick-thinking Dilan wore a sleeveless green coat that was zipped up. He had on a pair of fingerless black gloves and black combat-pants with a thick black belt that had his MAF badge as its buckle. He also had on a black warmer covering each elbow. And he had on a pair of long black combat-boots.

Traveling in front of the group at the far back were the officer Tiger and three students.

The older Luna had her long blond hair falling toward her shoulders as she wore her long-sleeved white shirt underneath a pink shirt with shorter sleeves. And her MAF badge was on the front left side of her chest. She had on a long pink skirt with a small upside-down golden crescent-moon holding it together. She also had long blue-violet warmers around her ankles while she had on a pair of maroon slippers with high heels. And her long pink sword was holstered at the left side of a thick pink waist-band.

Her high-spirited friend named Ino Iruka had her long blond hair made into a high bun while she didn't have on any makeup. She wore a light-blue shirt with short sleeves and a V neck. Placed on the right side of the chest area was a picture of a toad with light-green scales and large yellow eyes. And placed on the front left side of the shirt was her MAF badge. She also had a small orange bracelet covering each wrist, tight khaki pants with a small skirt lowering from her waist, and a thick red-orange sash that was tied around the top of her waist. And she wore open-toed green-blue shoes with orange at the front.

The focused Kitt Essmay wore a short-sleeved white shirt with the top part revealing his neck and shoulders. On the center of the shirt's front was a large shape made of golden lines. And placed around each elbow was a thick black brace with a jet-black pad. He also wore tight black pants lowering to his ankles. And he had on short black boots with light-purple protectors at both the front and toe areas.

Tiger wore a sleeveless black top with a large light-blue V covering his chest. Each shoulder was covered in black while see-through sleeves were attached to his fingerless black gloves. He also had tight black leggings with long black warmers covering his ankles. And he had on an opened coat that was made of black leather.

Meanwhile, two soldiers stood on the cliff at the Forest Area which was on the top of the Midas Academy.

The determined Kirk Tucson who remained at the front wore a long-sleeved white shirt which had ruffled cuffs around the wrist. Placed on the top of the shirt was a fine collar that had a bright yellow tie. And at the bottom of his tie was a golden pendant that displayed his symbol. He also had on white dress-pants and white boots. And he wore an opened white coat with a large golden cross knitted at each side of its front.

And standing behind the druid was the seer Alexis Sanyo. The top of her dark-blond hair was tied into a tail as the bottom part remained flat down. And she wore brown eyeliner along with light-pink lipstick. She wore her shirt with the top part and long sleeves colored dark-brown while the chest area was light-brown ad the waist remained pale-brown. She had on long dark-brown leggings with mauve pads on her knees. She had on a thick mauve collar attached to a pair of mauve pads that were on the shoulders. She also had on her long pale-brown gloves, a black belt around her waist, and long brown boots. And her MAF badge was placed on the front left side of her chest.

She asked in a calm but strong voice "Are you prepared?"

An emotionless Tucson placed his right wrist before his chest as he lowered his head. Then he lifted his head and faced forward with determination.

He responded "It is time that I finally faced him. I will pierce through his darkness and chaos. And I'll see if I can destroy him too."

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