#bengi answers

[sound-under-the-sea]

Hi, I'm really enjoying reading you headcanons. Can we hear more about these badass Lilith headcanons?

Also I agree she deserves to more than just punch that guy. 💙

Thank you. I wasn’t expecting an ask.

Well for starters, I think the Emperor’s Coven routinely practices hand to hand combat and weapon combat as seen with the Scouts holding weapons in Agony of a Witch when they were attacking the house. I also assume it’s because they no longer have their palismans and are required to use magic without them. So, I believe they would branch out into other forms of combat.

While Lilith may have kept her Palisman, she doesn’t mind getting involved in spars with the Coven Scouts or Scout Captains. Her preferred weapons of choice are a sword and a staff. I refuse to believe she just uses that for show, as I think she spent hours perfecting her sword technique. She likes the elegance and grace of sword fighting, but isn’t above use her slender frame and speed to maim or in some cases, kill a person.

She uses a staff in training with the Scouts and Captains as that is the primary training tool within the Coven. It reminds her of using the broom back when she was a teenager, but quickly squishes it as she sweeps a Scout off their feet. She uses the staff with just as much precision as she does with the sword or her usual staff. It’s almost second nature. Sometimes there’s a faint blue glow as she taps a bit of her magic to blip around.

Another weapon that she prefers are throwing knives, as she uses them to pin down or incapacitate opponents. She isn’t as well versed as Steve is, but she is decent and precise enough to use them. I like to think she applied those skills to when she uses ice glyphs at Jean-Luc. Same principle.

I feel like after joining the Emperor’s Coven, she had some doubts of her own ability, and especially after what happened to Eda. When she found that combat practice involved weapons and hand to hand combat, she began to focus on that as well as she liked to have a versed enough skill set. Captain and Sergeants found her still practicing on her free time.

Another headcanon that I have is that Coven Scouts and Scout Captains have a focus point when it comes to combat. Lilith and Hunter are no different, as they feel alive when it comes to combat as they do when it comes to reading up on books. There’s something oddly peaceful about it. Though the superiors are definitely concerned for Hunter as she shouldn’t be developing the focus point at this age. Especially when it comes to more intense missions. It’s as though you don’t hear or see anything outside of your target, and your body reflexively moves with the actions.

I do believe Lilith has the capability to kill a target if asked, as she has been willing to give King a sacrifice. I don’t think she would kill in front of the kids because of what she nearly did to Luz in order to achieve her goal, and so she doesn’t want to traumatize her again. Also Eda would kill her if she did.

I have this AU idea of if she suggested to just kill the Coven Heads.

Darius:

Raine:

Eda:

Lilith: What? I know you both hate half of them.

Raine: No—

Eda: Lily, no!

Darius: Wait she may be onto something…

Raine: Darius!

Steve: If Lilith’s down, I’m down.

Eber, growling: Murder.

Eda: NO MURDER!

That’s a different conversation for a different day. Well two AUs for a different day, as I have one for Elsewhere and Elsewhen.

Thank you for the ask. I hope have a nice day/evening. 💙

#lilith clawthorne #toh steve #scout captains #coven scouts #edalyn clawthorne #eda clawthorne #raine whispers #darius deamonne #eberwolf the huntsman #toh #the owl house #elder hexside gang #the emperor’s coven #bengi thinks out loud #bengi’s headcanons #bengi answers #let lilith be badass challenge

[commanderbengiskywalker]

you won’t get away with this

With what?

#bengi answers

[raisans-art]

This rework of my fursona (with a drawing of me and my friends @kengi-bengi and @mousetrappart ) comes with a status update on my blog

Ok soooooo College started again for me. Which means my time has become very limited now. I have a contract that’s on a deadline for the end of the month and a commission to work on. So you might not see art on the government designated days that I’ve set for my aus.

So sorry HermitClan and ttz au enthusiasts, the suckers are on hold for the rest of August.

Speaking of HermitClan, I know I said Monday but Monday is now my busiest day of the week, so I’m moving HermitClan asks to be answered on Thursday! Not this Thursday though. The first Thursday of September.

Miscellaneous art is probably gonna come in school sketches. Things I did between classes or homework. Might be an uptick in sona and oc art as well.

Thanks for understanding!

Enjoy

#sona art #self sona #sona #fursona #test tube zedaph au #hermitclan au

[livikattt]

Since T1 won, do you have any idea what their championship wishes would be? I know it's pretty soon, but I'm already curious

short answer: no...

i want t1's wishes to be perfect. well i want wishes to be perfect in general. so i must think. and thinking is hard for my pea brain.

also, i tend to take inspiration from the players' skins, and obviously for t1 those aren't even close to out yet. see: canyon's nidalee skin and her water effects leading to canyon's wish being water manipulation, ig wing details leading to ning's flying wish, faker's bazillion skins letting him use champion select, ghost's wish having a side effect of letting him turn his gun into a guitar... yknow?

i will admit, i did have some ideas. but they were goofy ones. here's a quick rundown of what i've thought about so far...

zeus: i considered something related to lightning, but i don't want to make his wish too close to nuguri's. so then i thought about yone, since that's technically a candidate for his skin choice and a pretty signature champion of his and oh shit i have an idea

oner: man idk

faker: 99% chance his wish is just restoring bengi's soul and power, but if i think of something cool enough... yknow...

gumayusi: also dunno.

keria: i thought about "haha so keria wanted a lux skin. but he didn't play lux. yknow lux has an elementalist skin. yknow how keria already controls water. haha what if he controlled the other elements. avatar keria hAAHAHAHA" ok yknow what my reasoning is starting to sound actually decent. fuck its kinda funny... the issue is ofc that if he's just the Avatar it's like... not even close to him being nautilus like he's supposed to be

#ppau #ppau other #ppau t1 #ppau zeus #ppau faker #ppau keria #elementalist lux keria or what???

[takasugi90]

When Kariya was Thinking About His Fate

Somewhere in Tokyo, Late September, 2018

"Masaki-san, have you, who have been connected to Aria for about 48 years, ever had a crush on someone?" Kariya's words instantly choked Masaki who was sipping his ramen broth.

After he drank his whole cup of green tea, Masaki replied, "What kind of creature do you think I am? If I'm human, how could I never be?"

Kariya was silent for a while. He tried to think why he had to ask that question. Now he felt so stupid.

Now it was Masaki's turn to ask him, "Why do you ask?"

"Huh? Ummm, that... Ah! How's the girl you like? Is she fine?" Answer Kariya with a nervous tone.

"Yeah, she's okay. She's not a Jujutsu Sorcerer so I guess she will continue to live as it." Answer Masaki.

Kariya replied "Oh, then glad to hear tha–"

"She will continue to live happily with her husband and their kids." Masaki cut Kariya's words.

With a shocked tone, Kariya was stunned and said, "Huh?" He was wide-eyed at Masaki's words.

Masaki also said, "I still remember very well when after ten years we never met because I was busy traveling and suddenly he came to Akiyama Shrine when I was in Japan. She came with her three children and her husband to pray. At that time I felt broken, but for what? After all, she's happy."

Recalling all the memories of the conversation he had with Masaki 14 years ago, Kariya is now daydreaming at the window.

Suddenly there was a voice, "Saben bengi aku~ Gak iso turu~ Gak iso turu~ Mikirno awakmu~ Saben bengi aku~ Gak iso turu~ Gak iso turu~ Kelingan awakmu~"

Kariya suddenly turned his head and he found Andra who approached him while singing, "Oh, It's you."

Andra replied, "Kariya Takasugi, the young master of the Takasugi family, is contemplating, it seems. I know exactly what you're thinking. It must be about love."

Kariya tried to dodge as he looked away, "What a nonsense."

Andra answered again, while closing his eyes and acting like a wise man, "I can't say anything without proof. Megumi is fine, Zakumaru and the rest of Takasugi are fine too, all your juniors are fine. Well, maybe you're thinking about Tsumiki, who's still in a coma, but I don't think it's possible for you to contemplate that. Of course you think about women. What else can you think about when you're not thinking about anything other than that?"

He then opened his eyes and continued, "Must be about Utahime, right?"

"Tch." Kariya became irritated and he jumped out of his house, "What song were you trying to sing earlier? What does that mean?"

Andra, who followed Kariya to jump out of his house, then explained, "Ah, that. I forgot you don't understand Javanese. That's a song from an Indonesian film that I watched last February. The title of the song is Gak Iso Turu which means ‘Can't Sleep’. The part I sang before was the chorus, if i translate it it will be like this, Every night ~ I can't sleep~ I can't sleep~ Thinking of you~ Every night ~ I can't sleep~ I can't sleep~ Remembering you~"

After hearing that, Kariya started to daydreaming again but this time he stood up. Andra who realized this took a sigh.

"Ngelamun meneh cah iki. Kariya! If you daydream too much, you can be possessed by a ghost, you know?" Say Andra while slapping Kariya's shoulder.

#jjk oc #jjk #jujutsu kaisen oc #jujutsu kaisen #canon x oc #kariya takasugi #andra adji atmojo #iori utahime #kariuta #kariya x utahime

[hotshot9]

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end If you want to :)

You send me writer ask 🥺💜😭🥺💜😭🥺💜🥺😭

First, I wanna say that this made me reread several of my fics and I'm sitting here 1) making high-pitched "oh my god they're so cute" noises at Sana and Wolffe and 2) rather impressed with some of the things I've written 😆

Secondly, this is probably a bit more than a passage 😅 But it's got an actual backstory and an actually documented change!

The fic this came from is called simply Ow.

Lights totally off, curtains pulled tightly shut against the bright Yavin sun, the quiet shush of a fan blowing cool air across his back, Wolffe pressed the right side of his face deeper into the pillow with a groan. The pain lancing through his eye socket lessened and he sighed at the momentary relief. But then the door slid open with a soft whoosh and a narrow strip of light beamed across the dark room, making Wolffe wince away and tuck his head further into his nest of pillows. As suddenly as it came, the beam of light cut off when the door slid back shut. The quiet shuffle of footsteps crossed the room, coming to a stop next to the bed as the side of the mattress dipped down and a cool hand gently rested on the back of his neck.

“Wolffe? Cyare? Sinker commed and said you’d gotten a migraine and gone to lay down. How are you feeling?” Sana pitched her voice low and soothing, her thumb rubbing gentle circles on the skin of his neck.

Wolffe shifted so he could peer blearily up at her with his left eye, keeping the cybernetic one squashed firmly against the pillow. “Like sticking an ice pick through my temple would hurt less,” he grumbled.

Sana smiled fondly at him. “That wouldn’t be the best idea you’ve ever had, my love. Have you taken the medicine Kix gave you?”

“Not yet,” Wolffe answered, face crumpling as pain shot through his head again.

So the inspiration for this particular piece came from my own experiences. I suffer from migraines and have several a year. I figured, since Wolffe has a cybernetic eye, he might also suffer from migraines because of the tech connecting to his optic nerve (and maybe not being the best tech because, you know, the GAR), so it just kinda worked it's way into my headcanons.

I used a lot of my own experiences here - the quiet, dark, cool set up of the room, the squishing half your face into a pillow, the not taking your meds immediately because you just blindly flail your way to someplace you can lay down... And the ice pick comment is something I have actually said nearly every time I get a migraine 😂

And it is, of course, always very nice when someone comes in and tries to soothe some of the pain away and makes sure you take your medicine.

But the change from start to finish of this is - initially I was going to do this from Sana's point of view. I had a piece started called Code Grey where Sinker comms her while she's in a meeting that Wolffe has a migraine but - it just never felt right. So I abandoned it. Until one day I had another migraine and the lightbulb clicked on - I needed to write from Wolffe's pov. From the viewpoint I knew and had experience with. Anyway, under the cut is what I had written of Code Grey before I (rightly) abandoned it.

Thank you so much for the ask!!!! I could go on for days about my writing 😅 so writer and OC asks literally make my day!

Hey, D! I didn't remember it before, but you're in this one! I had your character as the medic when I first tried writing this 😊

"So I think - " Sana was finishing a report to General Orin and Marshall Commander Bengi when the crackle of her comm cut her off.

"Sana? Ori'vod?" The slight panic in Sinker's voice came through even over a burst of static.

She frowned and looked to the General for permission to answer. Orin nodded.

"Sinker? I'm in the middle of a briefing. What's going on?"

"Code Grey," he answered, his tone clipped and serious.

Sana put a hand to her forehead. "Oh, Force. Did he at least take the medicine D2 prescribed him?"

Makes me want to go back and change Ow to have D2 as the medic there, too 💜 (although I bet I can guess your response to that idea 😏)

Thank you again for the ask! I loved it 😁

[photographyatmit]

blogpost #6

I greatly enjoyed the interviews with both Bruce Davidson and W. Eugene Smith, and found both men to present quite favorably. Both interviewers aim to highlight the shared humanity of these great photographers with the public and the photographer’s subjects. I found Davidson particularly approachable in his answers – not pretentious in his practice but rather meticulous and rigorous. I also appreciated how he described several ways he may go about a project; he might think of the subject and his observations and how through photographing them he might learn more about their story. On the other hand, Davidson mentions how sometimes he needs the story to find him. I appreciate the exercise he mentions of photography starting out of a blank canvas, and that every body of work comes out of a different state of mind. Davidson has dedicated his life to his art, whether that is through long-term immersions with subject matters or in his unrelenting pursuit of a new environment or new shot. I wonder if it can be possible for one to produce such consistently meaningful work as Davidson has done without such full dedication of body and mind?

Arthur Goldsmith’s 1956 interview with W. Eugene Smith was a conversation with an aim to discuss technicalities of lighting, but it also provided insight to Smith’s humanity. I found Smith’s expertise with lighting personally helpful in thinking about how to interact with lighting as a dynamic and essential player in photographs. Specifically, I appreciated how he was willing to introduce artificial lighting to ensure a photograph could more accurately show what the eye saw of a subject, rather than shooting in strictly available light. I also thought his insistence on the responsibility of a photographer to minimize disruption both of a situation while shooting and of a subject under distress was admirable. In general, Smith conveyed his nuance as an artist and human when contrasting himself to garish amateurs. How can beginner photographers, especially in today’s digital age where so much of photography is easily accessible, avoid the pitfalls Smith describes, regarding lighting technicalities and interactive practice with subjects?

Bruce Davidson. Brooklyn Gang - Kathy fixing her hair in a cigarette machine mirror, Coney Island, New York City, USA. 1959.

Bruce Davidson. USA. New York City. 1959. Brooklyn Gang. Bengie (L) crossing himself in front of Holy Name Church.

W. Eugene Smith. Spanish Village, Time & Life Pictures.

W. Eugene Smith. Spanish Village, Time & Life Pictures.

#DavidsonSmith #KaraZhang

[kiwikipedia]

📂

Plo Koon currently holds the third-place spot for hand-to-hand combat champion of the temple.

#Plo Koon #Bengi Tag #Star Wars #Penguinkiwi headcanons #penguinkiwi answers stuff

[lilacflamesss]

22(I'm rrly curious about 22) 26 32 33 28: Vampire Knight or Tokyo Ghoul?

22. any endings that you would rewrite vampire knight’s ending lmao. i think that’s what hino is doing with memories anyway and since she was forced to end it, i’m sure it’s not the ideal ending. but after she confirmed in memories that zeki really were in love, i’d love if the original manga had ended in a way that made it obvious that yuki loved zero romantically and not kaname. (this is pretty obvious i think, so bonus answer: death note)

26. first crush on a characteri think it was syaoran from ccs? i can’t really remember. but the one i do remember is zero! that was back when i really got into anime/manga for the first time. 

28. give me two anime to pick between-- VK or TG tg! i love vk, but it’s mostly all nostalgia right now? tg is written much better with a lot more interesting characters and the romances and main plot are tied together well. i’ve never loved a series as much as tg! 

32. most overrated anime in your opinionnaruto? idk, i feel like this is a very generic answer. 

33. most underrated anime in your opinionnoragami. definitely. 

#thank you bengi!!!! #ask meme #answers #catsoul2

[sbnkalny]

big booty uuuunnnhhh big bengis ooooooooo

Let me chuck your bengis

#ANSWER #garbage-empress #Bengis

[sound-under-the-sea]

https://www.tumblr.com/sound-under-the-sea/695252480297222144

💔 Steve

💤 🪀 Vitimir

📦 Hettie

🔔 Lilith

📝 Terra

(Just spamming you with asks here. Go hydrate.)

Steve:

💔: I like to think if Steve was a Scout Captain,he would have lost his squadron six months to a year after being approved for one. He was so excited to be taking his next steps in life, but after his overconfidence got them killed on high tier mission, he felt nothing but guilt and sadness. He asked Lilith to be demoted to Coven Scout following the incident as he didn’t feel as though he deserved to be Captain anymore.

Vitimir:

💤: Vitimir gets so caught up in his work, he barely registers how much time goes by. It also doesn’t help that his office is always dark save for several candles, a\dressers upon dressers line the walls, blocking the window so it make it impossible to tell it’s night or morning. Sometimes those under him come the next day and ask him if he went to bed. He did not.

If does sleep, he sleep with a night hat to keep his head warm and sleeping mask. Also, he doesn’t brush his teeth at night. He sometimes gets out of bed to get water before immediately goes back to bed. His preferred sleeping on his side with one to two blankets for warmth.

🪀:Now for silly...I say if I ever did an AU with him is if he went to the human realm during the 1960s-1980s and discovered humans made potions too. He would come back explain how the humans had these cool potions that made you see colours except you have eat a small capsule.

Vitimir: They were chanting about the highway to hell.

Terra: Highway to what?

Vitimir: Hell, Terra. Keep up. Now I wanna learn how the humans made small potions. Can I go back?

Hettie:

📦: I think if the series wasn’t cut short, Hettie Cutburn would’ve been third in the most sadistic antagonist second to Terra Snapdragon in terms of Coven Heads. A story boarder described her a sadist murderer type as seen when she throws a scalpel at Eberwolf during the Day of Unity. Unlike Terra though, she isn’t always willing to kill, as she will only do it if you Belos or you unfortunately wounded up on her operating table after a failed mission. She also has a stone cold exterior and doesn’t have a playful attitude. If the series had more time, I wonder how Cutburn and Snapdragon would play off of each other with Cutburn dry boredom against Snapdragon’s more sadistically playful attitude.

Lilith:

🔔:  I am probably gonna get hate for this but...I am not the biggest fan of degrading Lilith to solely comedy as I feel as though she can be an interesting character. Sure she can have fun sibling banter with Eda, but they implied more with her. I love her exploring history, but I sometimes wonder if she goes on fight flight due to EC training. Like I headcanon her as someone who hates it when people sneak up on her and she won’t hesitate to attack. It’s great that she cn tell Phillip felt manipulative during Elsewhere and Elsewhen, but I wish got a bit more or other aspects. I think she is a fascinating character.

Terra:

📝: She full knows there is something off about herself but doesn’t feel bad about it as she enjoys revelling in her villainy at a young age. She always felt like an outsider compared to others in Boiling Isles prior to Belos’ rule. Like I said previously, I believe Belos hand picked his initial Coven Heads, as he believed that Snapdragon represented what he saw in Witches so he strokes his own ego instead of seeing them for who they actual are. Snapdragon was happy that someone understood villainy and didn’t detest her for it, but didn’t know she was playing into what Belos believed Witches actual were. Dangerous, sadistic and prey on children. All the negative things he was taught, Snapdragon does. She still is evil, they both are.

Than you for sending the ask. Sorry for taking so long to answer. have a nice evening.

#toh steve #lilith clawthorne #toh vitimir #vitimir #potion coven head #hettie cutburn #terra snapdragon #emperor belos #The Coven Heads #toh #the owl house #bengi answers #terra snapdragon sucks. #i hate emperor belos.

[commanderbengiskywalker]

hello hello 📂

After the Battle of Khrom and Wolffe’s recovery, Plo took the time to teach his sons Teräs Käsi, the hand to hand combat martial art used to combat Force Sensitives. Plo learned it in the nearly four hundred years he’s been alive. Kit also helped and taught what he learned from his Uncle to his Battalion as well.

The Clones are only taught the basics as it is a difficult martial art to master, but they practice none the less. Wolffe finds himself practicing hours in a morning when they aren’t busy as to never be put in that position again.

#plo koon #kit fisto #commander wolffe #104th battalion #104th attack battalion #the wolfpack #the wolffepack #the wolfepack #the clones #clone troopers #star wars #star wars: the clone wars #star wars: the prequel trilogy #star wars: the expanded universe #bengi answers #bengi’s headcanons #saradika tag

[haddonfieldproject]

<<PREVIOUS⏺<<CONTENTS>>

WARREN COUNTY/CARPENTER COUNTY LINE, ILLINOIS

Twenty Seven Hours Later

“Oh god!” The Governor turned from the Mustang with a hand over her mouth, her face suddenly pale.

“Oh jesus fuck!”

She took off across the roadway, running has fast as her flats would carry her. One of those shiny black shoes slipped on the wet asphault causing her to teeter, but she did not fall. She reached the tall wet grass on the opposite side of the road, bent, and proceeded to vomit in the ditch there. Salazar hurried after her.

Meeker and McGrath gave each other a tired look, and then looked back to the wreck. They barely noticed the white truck pull up behind them and Fred Colbourne hop out. A siren wailed in front of them as another Carpenter County Fire Department vehicle joined the other one and ejected six or seven more fire fighters in full yellow and orange regalia.

McGrath pointed to the crumpled body which lay in the middle of the road, atop the white lines.

“That's definitely Lloyd Chumway there,” he said morosely, “And this one here in the drivers seat...that's Lee.”

Meeker spit. “Pretty well intact, considering.”

“Well, they were in a pretty nice truck.” McGrath said, glancing over to the Governor who had now dropped to her knees. Salazar held her gently by the shoulders. She was still wretching.

“It's Booger's truck,” Meeker replied softly.

“The cook from the diner? The one with his head in the..”

Meeker cut him off, “Yep.”

“What about the kids in the Mustang? Can you ID them?” McGrath asked, walking around to the other side of the orange sports-car.

“Well,” Meeker took a deep breath, “This is Brad Doyle's mustang. He's pretty well known by the police around here. Not a bad kid.” He spit again, “But not a very good one either.”

McGrath's eyes panned across the headless torso in the driver's seat clad in a blood soaked Code Orange shirt. Bits of blood, bone, and brain lay all over the steel bumper of the truck which had completley intruded upon the cab of the Mustang. Some of it belonged to Brad, some belonged to the mess of a carcass that lay in the center of the car beside him. There was nothing but a heap of blood, skin, bones, and some sort of leopard print clothing. Another crumpled body lay in the backseat. Young female, her head turned around the wrong way on her neck. She was missing her legs.

“Do you know these other two occupants?” McGrath asked.

“The one in the backseat is Kyndra Bailey. I'm guessing this one,” he gulped as he looked over the tattered remains, “this one is probably Zoey Gonland, her girlfriend. They liked to hang out with Brad.”

McGrath looked up from the other side of the car, “More trouble makers?”

“They were good kids. A little bit of the talk of the town, but good kids.”

McGrath shook his head, “I don't follow.”

“A high school lesbian couple in a small town like this. Everyone knows them.”

“Jesus God Almighty,” Fred Colbourne said as he stepped up to the wreck beside them.

Another man, this one tall and thin with short brown hair, a yellow polo shirt and khaki pants also appeared beside them. Meeker looked at him. The man extended his hand.

“I'm Shelton Ganoux, the Carpenter County Medical Examiner. They called for me as soon as they arrived.” The man said, nodding a head to the fire fighters who were laboring around the wreck of the semi-truck and ambulance.

“And we here in Warren County greatly appreciate your help,” Meeker said, shaking the young man's hand firmly. “We've had one hell of a night over here and our boys are a little tied up.”

Ganoux half-bowed his head, “So I've heard.”

“What the hell happened out here,” Colbourne asked.

The Governor and Salazar re-appeared next to them. The Governor pulled a kleenex from her pantsuit pocket and dabbed at her mouth.

“It appears we have two separate accidents, occurring within about an hour and a half of each other. The orange sports-car, the truck, and the tractor trailer incident occurred at around six o'clock this morning, while the ambulance seems to have collided with the tractor trailer at around seven thirty.”

“Makes sense,” Meeker mumbled.

“What?” Colbourne asked, “What makes sense.”

“It looks like Mustang was behind the tractor trailer and went to try and pass him when they struck the Chumway Brothers in the truck coming from the opposite direction.” McGrath said.

Meeker's phone began to vibrate in his pants. He pulled it out, hit the green button on the screen, and stuck it to his ear.

“Meeker!” He barked. The voice that answered was gruff.

“Hey Deputy, it's Lorne Appleby.”

“Who?”

“Appleby, from Protective Services.”

“Oh right. Well?”

“Nothing yet. I'm gonna head to the hotel room for some shut eye. Miss. Cromer should be back in a few hours. Just wanted to keep you abreast of the...”

“Mrs. who?”

“Cromer...Ellen Cromer...from DCF.”

Meeker rubbed his forehead. “Aww yeah..right right. I'm sorry Appleby, I got a million things going on right now.”

“I know, I know. Like I said, just wanted to keep you abreast of the situation.”

“Who do I got over there now?”

“Officer Chang just left, Officer Stanton just arrived, two other officers in a squad car just went on patrol an hour or so ago...forgive me, I don't remember their names.”

Meeker adjusted the phone from one ear to the other. “Oh right, that's Warner and Farnsworth I think.”

“Maybe.”

“Okay, keep me posted.”

“Will do.”

Meeker ended the call.

“Who was that?” Fred asked.

“Guy from Protective Services about Maddie Keane.”

“Still haven't found her?” Colbourne asked.

Meeker shook his head and waved at the wreckage in front of him. “And if it wasn't for all this shit and everything else I'd have every god damn cop out there looking for her.”

Fred patted his friend's back. “I know Bengie. I know. You're doing the best you can.”

They were quiet for awhile and Ben took some deep breaths to gather his thoughts.

“You know what I'm wondering?” Colbourne asked after some time had passed.

“What's that?” Ben replied quietly.

“How in the world did no one around here hear a wreck like that?”

“Well the only ones out here are Reverend Taylor over there,” he pointed to his right, to a house on the top of a hill, “and Amos Yoder. Amos claims to have been woken up by the second accident, he's talking to the state troopers now.” he pointed to his left, toward a dirt road leading down to a quaint little farmhouse with a big red barn. An Amish man was indeed standing along side the curb next to his driveway talking to an Illinois State Trooper who was dictating his statement on a clipboard.

“Amos said he slept right through the first accident, and I've known Kevin Taylor for years, we had sleep overs together when we were kids. He has to sleep with some kind of noise. He always brought a sound machine to my house, annoying little shit.” Meeker continued, “He sleeps with a box-fan I think. He probably couldn't hear a frieght train coming through his living room.”

“Besides that it was still raining at six o'clock this morning,” Ganoux said, “the sound of the storm could have muffled much of the noise.”

“I just can't believe Gary Windorf didn't see the over-turned tractor trailer.” Colbourne said, gesturing to the ambulance. Gary Windorf had been the driver.

“We told him to haul ass,” Meeker sighed, “it was still dark and raining.”

“Plus he was coming up from over this hill,” McGrath added, waving at the rise in the road behind them.

The Governor cleared her throat. “So we have the Chumway brothers here...where the hell is Myers? Is he in the back of that ambulance where he belongs?”

“Who is Myers?” Ganoux asked.

“Objective number one,” Meeker replied, “Big guy, jumpsuit..”

“The guy with the mask, kinda toasty?”

“That'd be him,” McGrath nodded.

“He's over there.” Ganoux pointed. Three firefighters crouched beside a body near the tree line. The figure was face down in the mud only a few feet from the trailer of Gabriel Couture's truck. “It appears the patient was thrown from the ambulance.”

“But he's dead?” Meeker asked.

“Very much so. He hit a tree in mid air.” Ganoux replied.

“He was dead before he was even put in the ambulance,” Colbourne grunted.

“Well, I can't tell that. I'd need to do a full autopsy to do that.” Ganoux said.

“Forget that,” The Governor spat, “Get his ass in a body bag and let's get it back to the High School. Get all these bodies over there so we can...”

She was interrupted by the sound of approaching vehicles. The whole party turned as a black GMC Van pulled up behind the firetrucks. In the distance, it looked as if the van had been followed by a train of semi-trucks. The truck tractors where plain white with no lettering, while the trailers were gray, and also blank. The hiss of the parking brakes sounded off one at a time.

The doors of the GMC Van opened. Several almost identical looking Caucasian men in black suits stepped out. They seemed to be led by another man, who had climbed out of the passenger side of the van. He was older than the others, judging by the gray in his hair.

The older gentlemen stepped up and extended his hand to the Governor.

“Governor Harris?” He asked simply.

“I am,” The Governor replied, taking his hand.

“I'm Dick Spencer, Director of the Disaster Mortuary Operational Response Team for Region Five.”

“How do you do?” The Governor asked with a forced smile. “This is Deputy McGrath of the---”

Spencer cut her off and pulled a piece of paper from the inside breast pocket of his coat, “Did you request Federal Response?”

“Yes sir, we've had a bad night in this town---” The Governor started but again, Spencer cut her off.

“And you are fully aware that in so doing, you have allowed the Department of Homeland Security to begin to conduct an investigation into the order, as to the reasons why such an order would be placed pursuant to Guideline 542, section B, article F?”

The Governor looked at Meeker and then to McGrath, who took the roll of papers from Agent Spencer. “Yes sir..I am aware of the...”

“Excellent then,” Spencer looked down at the papers and began to thumb through them, “I have two affidavits for your law enforcement officers here to fill out. They must be in precise detail as to the events that transpired over the night , and why you would need to place an order for a portable refrigeration unit for casualty victims.” He looked at McGrath, “You need to fill one out as does this local officer...Officer----???”

Meeker took one of the papers, “Deputy Sheriff Ben Meeker.”

“Meeker,” Spencer nodded, “I also have a battery of questions we need to go over, but first I have three questions.”

McGrath took the other paper, “Yeah, shoot.”

“Do you or do you not want to be a big pain in my ass today?” Spencer asked.

McGrath laughed in spite of himself. “What?”

“I'm not aware that I said anything amusing Agent?” Spencer replied, cutting a look to Meeker and then back at McGrath, “Do you want to be a big pain in my ass today?”

“No sir,” McGrath replied.

Spencer looked back at Meeker, “Do you want to be a big pain in my ass Deputy Sheriff?”

“No sir,” Meeker replied.

“Excellent,” Spencer said, “Now let's get something straight. I don't want to be here, okay?”

Meeker and McGrath nodded.

“You are aware that last night was Halloween?” Spencer asked.

Meeker and McGrath looked at one another, not sure how to answer. McGrath was brave enough to try. “Well—yes...”

“Do little girls and boys play dress up on Halloween?” Spencer asked.

The two men looked at each other again and then replied in unison: “Yes sir,”

“You know who else plays dress up?”

Meeker and McGrath looked at each other a third time and then back at Spencer and shook their heads.

“Russian mail order brides play dress up,” Spencer said matter-of-factly. “Just hours ago, I was playing dress up with my Russian mail order bride, and you can imagine what kind of activities proceed playing dress up and drinking Vodka and 7-Up all night. And you can imagine how doing these things would be very taxing for a man my age, couldn't you?”

“Yes sir,” the men replied.

“I would like nothing better than to be back in my bed, in my Chicago penthouse, with Katya on my ‪Saturday morning‬. But instead, I'm called out to this piss-ant little town in the Storm-of-the-fuckin'-century. You can imagine how that would put me in a bad mood, correct?”

“Yes sir,” the men agreed.

“If there is any thing between those two affidavits that doesn't match up, or if there is anything that has transpired in this town that isn't cherry, or if the two of you aren't one hundred percent crystal clear and straight with me and obedient to my will like two little golden retriever puppy dogs, I will have Washington DC on my ass, and I don't want ‪Washington DC‬ on my ass for anything, and that will turn you into a big pain in the ass for me, and we don't want that now do we?”

“No sir,” they responded.

“I want to get this over with so I can go back home and enjoy my weekend, got it?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good,” Spencer pointed to the trucks, “Second question,” he said, “Where is the mobile refrigeration unit going to be erected?”

McGrath stuttered and looked at Meeker.

Meeker swallowed and said, “Best place I guess would be the parking lot of the high school...we've already set up a field---.”

“You guess?” Spencer stammered.

“Yes sir,” The Governor cut in, “The parking lot of the High School is where we want it.”

“What high school? I need a name people! I need an address!” Spencer's volume level went up a notch.

“It's Haddonfield High School, on the corner of Belmont and Main Street,” Meeker said.

“Well is it Belmont or Main Street?!” Spencer nearly roared.

“‪248 Belmont Avenue‬,” Meeker responded calmly.

“Got it,” one of the accompanyng men in black suits said quietly, and then they all turned to walk toward the first truck.

“Third question,” Spencer said, his volume level returning to normal, “is there a police station in this god-forsaken town that we conduct business in, or do we rednecks like to stand out in the road and play with our dicks in front of a bunch of mangled car accident victims?”

“I have two of my boys setting up a big tent in the parking lot of the hospital. That's gonna be ground zero for now until that scene gets under control and we can shift everything to the high school.” Meeker replied.

“The tent we use for the exhibitions on fair days and stuff. The recruitment tent?” Colbourne asked.

“Exactly. Herman Beach and Chris Huber are grabbing it from the storage unit. They should be there any minute. We should probably get over there now, I think we're done here.”

“That sounds like a fantastic idea,” Spencer said, turning back toward his vehicle. “There better be coffee.”

The Governor piped up, “Don't you have a Mayor in this town somewhere? Someone is gonna have to talk to the press!”

Meeker winced.

NEXT>> (Coming Soon)

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i was tagged by @nimuradash and @urie-ma-boy21 thank you gurls!!

rules: bold what you prefer and tag 10 people.

1.   coffee or tea

2.   early bird or night owl (I can be both... hehe. It depends on what the period I'm going through, is tbh)

3.   chocolate or vanilla (I want them mixed with each other...)

4.   spring or fall (both, I also like every season apart from them because of each one has different upsides. with different aesthetics

5.  silver or gold

6.   pop or alternative

7.   freckles or dimples (I'm really bad at this game, lmfao)

8.   snakes or sharks

9.   mountains or fields

10. thunderstorm or lightning

11. Egyptian or Greek mythology (I'm not into mythology but I generally know both of them has different, mysterious sides)

12.  ivory or scarlet

13.  flute or lyre

14.  eyes or lips (both are my aesthetics, I can't choose)

15.  witch or fairy

16.  opal or diamond

17.  butterflies or honeybee

18.  macarons or eclairs

19.  typewritten or handwritten letters

20.  secret garden or secret library

21.  rooftop or balcony

22.  spicy or mild

23.  opera or ballet (none)

24.  London or Paris

25.  Vincent van Gogh or Claude Monet

26.  denim or leather

27.  potions or spells

28.  ocean or desert

29.  mermaid or siren

30.  masquerade ball or cocktail party

tag up to 10 people

age: 19

birthplace: turkey, istanbul

current time: it's 4.16 am while I'm replying this answer

drink you last had: cocacola

easiest person to talk to: ...it was my former bird. (rest in peace)

favorite song: it always changes but I recently listen to Danganronpa Ultra Despair Girls Ending Song - Progressive, Kimi No Wa - Zen Zen Zense, Biosphere - Strangers and Trifect - Screen Love

grossest memory: I suddenly farted in a public toilet while thinking loudly what would happen if I just farted here, and it happened lmfao (it's probably not the most grossest and ridiculously funny memory I've ever had but I can't really remember)

hogwarts house: Slytherin!! I can really relate.

in love: my little sister. She's cute and I want to eat her up.

envious of people: my jealousy can be wild and innocent👀

killed someone: 👀

love at first sight or walk by again: dunno, both?

name: it's Benginur but my most friends call me Bengi and my most family members call me "Dundun" because of my lil sister lmfao.

number of siblings: two! little sisters the one is 14 and the other one is 5.5 (she gets mad whenever she's told she's 5 😂)

one wish: to be able to talk to a person I'm not close with but want to be closer with, normally without getting worried about which topic we should be talking about right now

person you called last: my father

question you are asked most? "How you draw thaaaaatttt? " How do you know English that well? how's that your English is so fluent???"

song you last sung: I don't... sing a song

time you woke up: my sleeping pattern is screwed up. I slept at 2 pm and woke up at 12-1 am..... I'm a bloodthirsty vampire who doesn't benefit sunlight anymore.

underwear colour: ….I wear pretty much average big-sized cottony panties which my mother buys for me while I wear racy hot bras... This is how kind of I am and I always consider the comfort of my butt first ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

vacation destination : I want to visit Japan and Izmir that's one of the amazing cities of Turkey!

worst habit: not being able to forgive the people I love the most that's faulted for something they did in the past

x-rays: nope.

your favorite food: 🍠 Potato. I love potato's every self.

zodiac sign: Taurus💅

I'm tagging whoever wants to do that💓👀

#thank you for the tag baabby #asks #answered #survery #personal

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Shalom. The thought from my book 'Healing Anger' is: "Parents who cause their children to fear them excessively can lead their children to completely rebel, Heaven forbid, when they are older." Buy my book at http://www.feldheim.com/healing-anger.html If you want to buy it from me in Israel let me know. To join the over 4,000 recipients in English and Spanish and receive these insights free on a weekly email, feedback, comments, which has been all around the world, or if you know any other Jew who is interested in receiving these insights weekly, contact me.You have the opportunity to share in the mitzvah to honor a loved one by sponsoring my weekly review, or refua shelema (healing), shiduch, Hatzlacha. Have a healthy Shabbat Shalom. DEVARIM-Just a Small Favor? In this parsha Moshe Rabenu warned the then-newly appointed judges not to show any favoritism that might corrupt the results of a case over which they are presiding, [1] "And I instructed your judges at that time, saying, “Hear among your brethren and judge righteously between a man and his brother or his litigant. You shall not show favoritism in judgment, small and great alike shall you hear…”

A recurring theme in the Torah is that personal considerations, especially in the form of bribes, will cause a judge to view one party more favorably than the other.

Bribes don’t necessarily have to come in the form of money[2]. Even seemingly minor exchanges can affect the way a person sees things. Even saying nice things to a judge may be a form of bribery that will cloud his judgment. The Gemara enumerates several Amoraim who disqualified themselves from a case after accepting favors that we would hardly consider bribery.

The Amora Shmuel was helped by someone to cross a bridge. The Sage asked this man what had brought him to the bridge and he answered that he had a case in Shmuel’s beit din. Shmuel disqualified himself from judging the case out of concern that the favor he had received from this man would cause him to want to see this man win the case and subconsciously skew the proceedings to make that happen.

Ameimar was sitting in beit din and a feather fell on his head. A fellow came over and removed the feather. When he told Ameimar that he was there to have his case heard, Ameimar recused himself from hearing the case.

Mar Ukva had an instance in which someone spat in front of him and another person came and covered up the saliva. The second person had a case scheduled in which Mar Ukva was to be the judge and Mar Ukva disqualified himself.

The last case in the Gemara is about a sharecropper who would normally deliver Rav Shmuel bar Yose’s share of the produce every Friday. One week, the sharecropper had to be in town on Thursday for a monetary case and decided to deliver the produce a day early. Rav Shmuel bar Yose recused himself from judging the case of the sharecropper lest he be affected by the favor of having his produce a day early.

Rav Pam wonders: Were these Amoraim so fickle that the slightest favor could cloud their judgment? Can we imagine a dayan misjudging a case because someone helped him across the street or cleaned his hat? Shouldn’t an Amora give himself more credit than to assume that he would be biased for such trivial reasons?

This Gemara is not so much about judicial integrity or the negative nature of bribes as it is about the extent of hakarat hatov (gratitude) we should have for those who do us favors.

These Amoraim weren’t fickle; they took people’s favors more seriously than we do. To us, such favors might be so insignificant that they don’t even register on our radar screens. But people who have worked on appreciating what others do for them consider these “minor” kindnesses worthy of so much gratitude that it might skew their judgment.

Rav Pam goes on to show how many of the problems in society today stem from a lack of gratitude. Husbands take the daily “small” favors that wives do for them for granted and wives take their husband’s favors for granted. Everyone expects the other party to do the chores they usually do because “it’s his or her job”. If each spouse would take favors as seriously as these Amoraim did, we would have many more happy and stable marriages, in which everyone would feel that they are appreciated for all they do.

The same holds true for employer-employee relationships and virtually all other relationships as well. The enemy of gratitude is habituation. The way the human brain works is that we quickly become accustomed to even the most spectacular gifts. If people would look at what the other party does for them instead of considering it a God-given right, they would get along much better.

Perhaps the most compelling example Rav Pam offers is the attitude people display toward Yeshivot, Beit Yaakov and day schools. If parents and students would have the proper hakarat hatov toward the institutions that educated them or their children, they would give generous, ongoing gifts to those schools, and our mosdot wouldn’t be in the sorry state of financial collapse they are in. But all too often, the attitude is, “I paid my tuition. I did my job. You did yours. Don’t bother me anymore!”

And people who are truly makir tov don’t appreciate only the good things that others do for them; they even feel a debt of gratitude to those who hurt them in a way that ultimately ended up helping them.

Rav Kook would spend his summers on the Baltic seacoast in Latvia, along with other European rabbanim. One evening, Rav Reuven Zelig Bengis had yahrtzeit, but there were only nine people in the improvised shul. One person went outside to look for a tenth man and found one nearby. Little did he realize that another man who had yahrtzeit had gathered exactly ten people just outside their room and that the man whom he summoned into Rav Bengis’s minyan was needed for the other minyan.

The person who organized the minyan outside started yelling and insulting Rav Bengis. Rav Kook was well known for his big love for every Jew, but this action was beyond the pale. He walked over to the person who was berating Rav Bengis and slapped him across his face for insulting a talmid chacham.

This man decided to sue Rav Kook in a secular court for assault. Several people asked Rav Kook to apologize so the matter would not go any further, but Rav Kook refused. “If it was for my own honor, I would apologize,” he explained. “But Rav Bengis was shamed. I am not sorry that I slapped a person in order to defend the honor of a talmid chacham. Let him take me to court!”

A few days later the fellow came into Rav Kook, apologized and told him he was not going to take him to court.

For many years, it seemed that that was the end of the story. Years later Rav Kook visited the United States and was approached by the very person whom he slapped years earlier at the resort. “I owe the Rav a great debt of gratitude,” the man said, removing a gold watch from his pocket and presenting it to Rav Kook. He explained that his life in Europe became unbearable. He became infamous for being the one who yelled at Rav Bengis and got slapped by Rav Kook. He could no longer bear the shame and decided to leave Europe and go to America where no one knew him. He eventually became a millionaire in America. He felt his good fortune was all the result of the slap from Rav Kook and he wanted to give the Rav a gift to show his gratitude.

It is very hard to feel gratitude for a slap in the face. But the least we can do is learn to be as appreciative as the Amoraim were toward those who do us favors.

That level of hakarat hatov wasn’t limited to the generation of the Talmud. The Chafetz Chaim, who lived less than a century ago, was a Kohen and could not attend funerals. But when a woman who had once donated a standard window to his yeshivah passed away, he followed the casket from a distance all the way to the cemetery in appreciation for her donation.

Being a Jew is all about appreciation; where does the name Jew, 'Yehudi', come from? Why are we not called Hebrew or Israelite, as we were classified in early times?  The reason, according to our teachers, is because the root of the name Yehuda is to thank, to express gratitude. A jew is measured by his sense of gratitude. If we would appreciate the favors others do for us, however small they are, the world would be a far better place! _________________________________ [1] Devarim 1:16-17 [2] Ketubot 105b Le Iluy nishmat Eliahu ben Simcha, Mordechai ben Shlomo, Perla bat Simcha, Abraham Meir ben Leah, Moshe ben Gila,Yaakov ben Gila, Sara bat Gila, Yitzchak ben Perla, Leah bat Chavah, Abraham Meir ben Leah,Itamar Ben Reb Yehuda, Yehuda Ben Shmuel Tzvi, Tova Chaya bat Dovid. Refua Shelema to all the people sick with the Corona virus, Akiva Shushan Ben Natalie Penina, Mazal Tov bat Freja, Hadassa bat Sara, Elisheva bat Miriam, Chana bat Ester Beyla, Mattitiahu Yered ben Miriam, Yaacov ben Miriam, Yehuda ben Simcha, Naftali Dovid ben Naomi Tzipora, Nechemia Efraim ben Beyla Mina, Dvir ben Leah, Sender ben Sara, Eliezer Chaim ben Chaya Batya, Shlomo Yoel ben Chaya Leah, Dovid Yehoshua ben Leba, Shmuel ben Mazal Tov, Yosef Yitzchak ben Bracha.