#microcamera

[blaqsbi]

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[stellarbit]

Caught on Camera

3.7k words - NSFW

Tech's loses a screw in his bed and finds your earring instead. He looks back through some camera footage to see how it may have gotten there. Turns out you had gotten more than comfortable in his cot.

Piggyback's a tiny bit off of an earlier fic. Just barely though. Enjoyyy

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Tech marched to his cot, flipping a few parts around in his hands as he went. They needed tweaking, possibly a complete overhaul, but regardless, he was set on documenting his repairs. He’d installed a motion sensor, barely detectable, microcamera in the upper corner of his cot for such occasions. While he rarely needed to review his procedures, he found satisfaction in adding to his archive.

Shoving aside chords and spare parts, Tech swung his feet up, unfazed by the clutter that surrounded him. His brothers often questioned how he managed to sleep amidst the chaos of tools and bolts scattered around him. To them, it was a horror, but to Tech, it was a carefully organized system . He found the idea of having to get up for common parts more horrific.

As Tech delicately removed a small screw, the piece slipped from his grasp, bouncing off his fingers, and, by the sounds of it, into the corner behind him. . With unwavering focus on the device before him, Tech maneuvered his fingers into the tight space, determined to retrieve the errant screw. The first thing he felt was definitely not the screw.

Examining the object in his hand, Tech raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Hold on," he muttered to himself, turning the item over in his palm. Upon closer inspection, it became evident that it wasn't a stray screw at all, but rather a piece of jewelry—a stud earring, to be precise. Intrigued, Tech glanced around his immediate surroundings, searching for any other anomalies, but found nothing amiss.

Glancing at the cot hanging on the opposite wall of the Marauder he had no doubt the earring was yours. The question lay in how it found its way into his cot. Closing his fist around the stud and setting aside his projects, Tech left his cot to grab his datapad. Once in hand, he settled back into his usual spot, plugging into the dataport next to his cot, and began sifting through the camera footage.

While Tech seldom needed to review the recordings, he was meticulous in his examination. As the footage played, he focused intently, scouring for any unexpected visitors in his personal space.

It didn’t take long for him to find the clip. More than 30 rotations ago, you appeared on screen, settling onto the edge of his cot, looked towards the exit, and pulled yourself fully up into the bunk. Mimicking your actions, Tech leaned out to survey the area for any potential interruptions before returning his attention to the footage, his curiosity piqued.

As Tech continued to watch the footage, he observed your relaxed demeanor as you settled into his space, making yourself at home. Your hands explored the surroundings, tracing the sketches adorning the wall and the edges of his bed before coming to rest on your stomach. Tech glanced at the pillow beside him, surprised he hadn’t picked up on your scent.

In the video, you leaned back, seemingly preparing to relax, prompting Tech's curiosity to peak. He watched intently as you closed your eyes briefly, a fleeting moment of apparent calm. However, your fingers soon began to fidget, and your eyes opened again, scanning over his drawings. Tech observed with a mixture of fascination and perplexity as you pulled your shirt from your pants, revealing the skin below your navel.

Tech didn’t have time to consider what you were doing before your hands got to work on your pants. Adjusting his goggles and bringing the datapad closer to his face, he watched intently as you deftly worked on your pants, effortlessly opening them just enough for your hand to slip inside. Even through the fabric, the movements of your fingers were unmistakable

Tech reared back slightly, his mind racing with thoughts. He paused the video, freezing the image of you lost in your own touch, unaware of the camera recording your actions. His thumb wandered along your silhouette, he’d witnessed you sleeping and caught you off guard on occasion but this felt very different.

Although you were technically intruding upon his personal space, Tech reasoned that you likely believed you were not being watched. Holding his breath, he hesitated for a moment before pressing play, eager to see how the situation would unfold.

Tech's eyes widened as a mixture of disbelief and arousal washing over him. Your actions were intimate in a way he hasn’t expected. His hand instinctively moved to adjust his goggles, his focus unwavering on the datapad screen as you continued.

Your hand dove farther into your pants while your free hand slid up your body and onto your chest. The hand on your chest mirrored a moment he couldn't forget—the moment he had separated you and Crosshair by means of a hand Crosshair’s shoulder and another your chest.

He heard you hushedly moan, “Tech.” The way you said his name sent a shiver down Tech's spine, his heart rate quickening in response.

He hesitated for a brief moment, torn between shutting off the video and continuing to watch. It wasn't until he felt the undeniable strain against his own pants that Tech finally forced himself to pause the recording. His mind raced as he pieced together the timeline of this event, recalling the mission with the 501st that had stirred up unresolved feelings and tension between you and the Bad Batch. 

Tech watched you in his cot and a small smile came to him. Evidently it was his touch that had the most impact. With a thoughtful expression, he uncurled his hand, the stud earring still nestled within his palm. Casting a glance at the concealed microcamera, Tech knew he had to handle this situation delicately.

As he pondered his next move, Tech considered the whereabouts of his teammates. Echo and Hunter were engaged in a meeting with a Jedi general, Crosshair and Wrecker were occupied restocking supplies, and you had taken on the task of handling rations. You made it clear you were only handling the rations this time.

Glancing at the time displayed on his datapad, Tech calculated that you would soon be returning. With a sense of anticipation, he tapped the corner of his datapad, preparing himself for your imminent arrival.

He pinched the earring between his thumb and forefinger to place it on your pillow. Unplugging from the dataport, Tech went to stand in the Marauder’s doorway. Leaning against the frame, he appeared engrossed in his datapad, though his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of your impending return.

As he scrolled through the datapad, Tech played out various scenarios in his mind, preparing himself for the interaction to come. He wanted to handle the situation with finesse, ensuring that neither of you felt uncomfortable or embarrassed.

Soon enough, he spotted you approaching, a hovercart laden with rations in tow. Your smile was warm as you greeted him, not at all surprised to find him waiting. You chuckled lightly as you shook your head, teasing him by saying, "Guess I shouldn't be surprised you're already done with your tinkering," you remarked, your tone affectionate.

Tech remained focused on his datapad initially, not looking up as you approached. "I've told you, it's not 'tinkering,'" he reiterated, his tone matter-of-fact. With a casual push off the doorframe, he straightened up. "Besides, there's another matter that has arisen, and I require your assistance with it."

You leaned casually on the handles of the hovercart, feigning nonchalance. "My help? Must be pretty desperate," you teased, eliciting a bored, almost annoyed look from Tech. Chuckling at his reaction, you urged him to lead the way, pushing the cart toward the ship. "Fine, fine. Let's get whatever it is over with."

Following Tech inside, you watched curiously as he handed you his datapad. He retrieved a long cord from beneath his cot and plugged it into the device and the dataport beside his cot. Pointing towards your cot opposite his, he instructed, "You may sit there."

You followed Tech's suggestion and settled into your cot as he maneuvered into his bunk, opening a panel beside the dataport. "I need to calibrate a camera I installed in my bunk.”

The word 'camera' caught you off guard, and you struggled to maintain your composure, your surprise barely contained to a single raised eyebrow. "Since when do you have a camera in your bunk?" you asked, trying to sound casual despite the rush flooding your mind. Inside, you felt a sense of panic at the implications of what might be hidden in the camera's memory. Your heart raced as a live feed of Tech working on the datapad panel appeared on the screen, confirming your suspicions.

"For playback purposes when I make repairs," Tech said with a shrug of a shoulder. "It can prove useful for reference purposes. However, I've never found the need for it," he added with a smirk of triumph.

Internally, a wave of relief hit you. It seemed that Tech had never bothered to review the footage, which eased your earlier concerns. "So, you just have a constant recording going?" you asked, trying to sound bored.

Tech shook his head, scoffing at the suggestion. "That would be unnecessary," he replied. "The camera is motion-activated. Recording only initiates when someone moves in front of it. Even I would find it tedious to scour a constant feed for a single event.”

You nodded, your attention fixed on the screen as you watched Tech's movements. The camera panned smoothly, capturing every adjustment he made. "I'm not sure what I am looking for, but the view looks fine," you said.

“Sarad.” The mention of the Mando’an nickname caught you off guard and put you on high alert.

“Hmm?" you responded, feigning nonchalance as you hummed out a reply. Onscreen, Tech closed the wall panel and settled back into his cot, positioning himself to face the camera directly. His gaze locked onto the lens, and even through the video feed, you felt the weight of his stare, a subtle kind of eye contact.

"I believe I found something of yours, it is on your pillow" Tech said, pointing towards you as he addressed you directly. Your gaze followed his gesture, and sure enough, there it was—a tiny stud earring perched on your pillow. You brightened at the sight, recognizing your lost jewelry.

 Ditching the datapad, you plucked the earring and returned it to its rightful place in your ear. You beamed at Tech, who was now looking directly at you. “Tech, thank you! I thought it was lost for good.” Already forgetting the previous circumstances, you asked, “How in the stars did you find it?”

Tech's gaze softened as he watched you reclaim your earring, a subtle smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I stumbled upon it recently during my ‘tinkering’ as you say."

Your beaming dimmed with a bit of confusion as he continued, "It was nestled in an unexpected place—in my cot, of all locations." He paused, allowing the implication of his words to sink in.

A short, nervous laugh bubbled out of you. "In your cot? How did it end up there?" you asked in a bad play confusion. You suddenly knew exactly how you came to lose it.

Tech's eyes narrowed as he soaked in your reactions. He was committing this interaction to memory. Never having experienced exchanges like the ones you two shared, and with nothing to relate it to, he found himself struggling to predict the next outcome.

He cleared his throat before speaking. "Actually," he began, his tone betraying amusement, “I do have an idea of how it ended up in my cot." Pausing for a moment to gauge your reaction, he continued, "You see, while reviewing the camera footage for the earring’s orgins, I happened to come across a rather fascinating incident."

"It seems that during a moment of relaxation, you may have inadvertently misplaced your earring," he explained, choosing his words carefully. His eyes dipped for a blink as he practically purred, "It was quite captivating, really.”

Tech noticed the hastening of your breaths and the familiar red blotches blossoming up your neck. The corner of his lips twitched in rhythm with his fingers. 

Despite the temptation, he knew it wasn't the time for such impulses. He resisted the urge to reach out and feel the warm flush of your skin. He found himself wondering how you would react, but he pushed aside those thoughts.

You sat there wide eyed with an anxiety induced smile stuck in place. No words came to mind, all you could imagine was what kind of expression Tech had while he watched you.

“How much did you see?”

“May I ask you something?” He completely ignored your question, too engrossed in dissecting the situation for it to register. You squeaked out a yes and he asked, “What you did in my cot…” He leaned forward, hands on his knees, “Do you do that in the others’ cots?”

He’d asked you something similar in the past. About whether you reacted to his brothers the way you did him. If he knew of the ache between your legs his intense watch was causing, well that would be his answer. 

Your breaths became heavier and your tongue still felt like lead when you said, “You don’t like that idea. Do you?”

Tech considered the concept for a moment. “That is irrelevant to my question.”

You sensed his hesitation, but you needed a definitive answer before proceeding with your plans. "Amuse me," you urged, pushing him gently for a response.

As Tech's gaze momentarily flickered away, a serious expression crossed his features. “I have no say in where you choose to… relax.” After a brief pause to compose himself, he adjusted his goggles and met your gaze again. “But no. Hearing you’ve done so in other cots is not something I would enjoy.”

“Are you angry with me for what I did?”

Tech's response was immediate and straightforward. "No," he replied, his puzzlement evident in his tone.

“May I show you something?” You were on your feet and in front of him before the question was finished.

In response to your abrupt question, Tech found himself slightly taken aback. "I-I suppose so,"Tech watched as you undid your pants, mirroring the actions he had witnessed in the recording. However, this time, instead of proceeding as before, your hands settled beside you.

He stared at the little spot of abdomen peeking out. Keeping his head still, Tech raised his eyes to meet yours, a question evident in his expression.

There was a moment of silent understanding between you, mutual acknowledgment of the question hanging in the air. Tech's analytical mind raced, seeking to decipher the meaning behind your actions, yet he remained composed, awaiting your response with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.

“Take off a glove, Tech.”

He didn’t break eye contact as he lifted his right hand and pulled at each finger until the glove was off. Bracing a hand on the bunk above him, you leaned down to reach for his hand. An inch away, you stopped. Tech was so careful with you. Getting clear consent and understanding before even touching you. You wanted to afford him the same thing.

Your stomach fluttered as you confessed, “It happened only once outside of my own bed.” He swallowed upon hearing that, fueling you to continue. “The thought of you, Tech, makes my body react in a way it doesn’t for others.”

Obliviousness was not a characteristic of Tech’s. Certain social cues were lost on him, but he was the most intelligent man you’d ever met. He could read between the lines and he was. Tech’s hand closed the small gap to lay palm side up in your hand. 

“I require a better understanding of what you mean.” Without speaking you guided his hand to the cusp of your pants, his fingers barely touching the patch of exposed abdomen.

The surprise on his face only encouraged your rising fever. “If you want a better understanding,” You leaned into his touch, “You’ll have to get one for yourself.”

In the thralls of discovery, a ravenous look consumes Tech and that was the expression spiraling over him in that moment.. He put his left hand on your hip, pulling you slightly lower while, at the same time, angling his hand between your pants and your body and right between your legs. His touch took your breath away. 

His middle finger smoothed over your skin and hit the wetness dripping out of you. He pressed another finger over your slick entrance and pulled a soft noise from you.

“This is unexpected.” Tech’s face was vibrantly proud. It was that cocky self confidence that made you weak kneed in the first place. “I rather like it.” He applied more pressure and his fingers began to dip inside of you.

Your knees bent at the touch, your body begging for more. It worked to the point of getting his fingers farther inside. Tech responded by curling the two fingers into you and pulling you forward. The grip you had on the bunk above was the only thing keeping you from collapsing to the ground. When his fingers started to move, that life line nearly snapped.

“I didn’t watch your recording very long.” Tech admitted while his free hand moved to grip your ass. He gently squeezed your ass and said, “This is something I wanted to observe first hand.”

“You wanted this?” Your question came out in a whine, you could barely think of anything other than the fact Tech was fingering you.

Tech buried his fingers deeper, “Oh, most definitely.” At this point, his hand was about the only thing keeping you on your feet. The angle of his palm made it so he was constantly brushing against your clit, making it hard to stay standing. He felt your knees wobble and he tugged your forward again, fingers still working inside of you.

You fell into him, hands on his shoulders and a shin over his thigh. The sounds you were making for him, only for him as he was constantly reminding himself, were working him into a frenzy as well. He wanted more, he needed to know what other faces you would make for him. What sounds he could pull from you as he played with you.

  With each careful movement of his fingers, Tech observed the subtle shifts in your expression, the moments when your eyes fluttered closed or your breath caught in your throat. He adjusted his touch accordingly, seeking to provide you with the perfect balance of pressure and release.

You had long since lost yourself in the sensation of his touch, your gaze drifting away as you surrendered to the pleasure coursing through your body. It had been years since you had felt this kind of intimacy. It was with a member of the 501st and it had never felt as intense as this moment with Tech.

Tech studied you far more than you realized. Learning how you worked and what you liked was intoxicating him. This was no different. He had no relevant experience with such intimacies, but he was priding himself on learning your body. You’d never have guessed this was his first time with the way his fingers strung you along.

His middle finger curled into a soft spot on your wall, sending a jolt through you. You leaned farther into him, panting into his ear. “Tech, you can’t keep doing that.”

Tech barely let off the pressure. Instead he rolled his finger into the spot over and over, coaxing you to tighten around him and collapse. You were straddling him at this point and, with his free hand anchoring you in place with a firm grip on your ass, release was rushing towards you. “I’ve barely done anything yet.” The timbre in his voice sent a shudder through you. 

You pulled back and held his face in your hands. “Tech,” his name came out in a whine. “I don’t want the first time you see me like this to be on your fingers.” Your mouth hung open in a soft moan.

Tech’s gloved hand flew to your face to hook a thumb into your mouth. He drew your face closer to his, his voice dropping to a low, almost teasing tone. "Too bad," he murmured, his words laced with playful defiance. 

He gripped you with whole hand, his palm working into your clit while his fingers kept up their pace. The combination made you see stars as heat burst through you. Pleasure shot from your core to every nerve in your body. You arched into him and you rode out your climax on his hand. His hand moved over your mouth, his thumb now wet with your saliva.

You pushed his hand off your mouth, it fell to your back, and you caught his lips in a kiss. It quickly became a hungry dance between you. The pressure of the kiss was almost bruising, but neither of you cared about air at the moment. As you licked and nipped at his lips, Tech quickly followed your rhythm until you pulled his tongue into yours for a gentle suck. He groaned at the sensation and couldn’t stop the thought of what else might find its way into your mouth.

Gradually, Tech slowed his fingers and the kiss faded into soft exchanges. Tech was withdrawing his hand when the kiss finally broke completely and you both were left panting.

Tech’s gloved hand casually cradled the small of your back as he shifted your weight onto his left leg. He brought the fingers, still slick with you, to his mouth to suck on the tips. He smirked at your blatant surprise, gave his hand a wipe on his cot, and set it on your thigh.

“With your permission, I’d like to refer back to this particular recording in the future.”

It took a moment to shake off the haze of pleasure and remember the camera. You shifted your focus to the lens, then leaned in, your voice barely above a whisper. “Only if you touch me like that again.” Satisfied with your playful tease, you attempted to lean back, but Tech's firm grip held your head in place. His lips brushed against your ear.

In a quiet, firm voice he promised. “That was only the beginning.”

#the bad batch #tbb #star wars #bad batch #tbb tech #tech #the bad batch tech #clone trooper tech #tech bad batch #tech tbb #tbb tech x reader #tech x reader #the bad batch tech x reader #tech x you #tbb tech x you #bad batch tech x reader #Why am i feral for this man #stay tuned

[lesbianhalflifeposting]

GLaDOS would be the type to make a point of the fact that she's recording what she's doing to Chell. Sure, she's got microcameras hidden everywhere (and I mean EVERYWHERE,) but she makes a point of making sure that a camera is visible whenever Chell is on her knees. The constant reinforcement that even though Chell may be topping right her now, gripping her neck hard enough to crush her digital vocal cords, slamming their pelvises together hard enough to leave bruises; GLaDOS will certainly be watching this back for her own entertainment later hundreds of times over, and there's absolutely nothing Chell can do to stop it. She can't be sure if Chell is playing it up just for the camera, but my god does the spotlight seem to love her.

#portal #portal 2 #chell #glados #chelldos #nsft #portal nsft #hornyportalposting #lesbianportalposting

[thevibraniumveterans]

ECHO

1.2 — LOWAK

Past scenes of Native Mohawk communities, 1200 AD, in what is now Alabama. We get to see what pre-Spanish/pre-British/pre-USA North America might’ve been like. Languages spoken include Choctaw and Cherokee. Two teams are involved in an intertribal competition, not unlike many modern two-team sport. But turns out, they are playing for their lives, their right to belong.

Mid credits at the beginning.

Maya requests Biscuits to go shopping; he gets what she needs.

It’s night; Biscuits has driven Maya to a bridge, and he wonders what’s going on. There’s something she’s not letting on.

She pairs her tracker with his phone and tells him to follow it; she jumps off the bridge and lands on a moving train. He follows in his car.

She’s on the tail of some suspicious guys; works a microcamera through a hole in the train car. She goes inside and retrieves what she’s looking for. Biscuits goes off-road to track his friend.

Maya’s prosthetic gets caught in the connecting segment, but has a vision. Turns out, she has a power her ancestors also have. Her tracker loses signal, but she finds a way to keep Biscuits on track. He sees her; she jumps from the train onto his pickup. She says she didn’t steal anything. Perhaps, then, she took something back?

Turns out, she snuck a trigger-explosive in. Maya knows what she’s doing.

Maya gets her prosthetic fixed, and uses a temporary one. She speaks with the store owner Skully about Chafa, her ancestor, who would “watch out for family in times of need”.

Biscuits broadcasts over the radio and Bonnie, Maya’s childhood friend, picks up in the fire station. Biscuits accidentally reveals he ran into Maya, which worries Bonnie.

Maya gets a talking to from Henry but she’s resolute about her goals. He’s mad that he has to clean up after her.

She gets a text from Bonnie; upset, she shoots the swings she used to play under as a youngster. She’s metaphorically killing her childhood, not willing to let that get in her way.

#mcu #echo series #echo spoilers #maya lopez #alaqua cox #Henry Lopez #chaske spencer #Bonnie #devery jacobs #biscuits #cody lightning #LOWAK #morningstar angeline #chula #tattoo cardinal #my notes

[spacetimewithstuartgary]

Estonia's next satellite, largely built by undergrad students, to fly aboard Vega VV23

Estonia's next satellite will fly aboard Europe's Vega VV23 launcher later this week. While largely designed and built by undergraduate students, the shoebox-sized ESTCube-2 has ambitious goals in mind, including surveys of Estonian vegetation and the first successful in-orbit demonstration of "plasma brake" technology. Deployment of a charged microtether will slow the CubeSat's orbit, proving the prospect of helping to keep space clear of dangerous debris in the future.

If successful, ESTCube-2's plasma braking would mark the first use of electric sail, or E-sail, technology, devised by Pekka Janhunen of the Finnish Meterological Institute (FMI) as a propellant-free means of exploring the solar system. Beyond Earth's magnetic field, electrostatic charging of satellite tethers would cause them to repel protons of the solar wind, lending them momentum in the process.

Closer to Earth, the magnetosphere repels the solar wind. Instead an e-sail can perform the opposite function: the charged tether would repel the nearly stationary plasma making up our planet's ionosphere—an electrically active outer layer of our atmosphere—and cause drag as a result, leading it to slow down and its orbit to decay accordingly.

Hair-thick tether technology

Plasma brakes therefore offer a low-cost, low-mass method of quickly removing satellites from orbit after their mission ends, marketed commercially through Finland's Aurora Propulsion Technologies.

ESTCube-2's plasma brake e-sail is a 50-m long interweaved aluminum tether line made up of wires each just 50 micrometers (0.05 mm) in thickness—around the diameter of the average human hair.

Pekka Janhunen explains, "Historically, tethers have been prone to snap in space due to micrometeorites or other hazards, so ESTCube-2's net-like microtether design brings added redundancy with two parallel and two zig-zagging bonded wires."

Student-built satellite

ESTCube-2 has been developed and built by a team from Tartu Observatory of the University of Tartu and student organization Tudengisatelliit.

The miniature mission also carries student-built microcameras to survey Estonian vegetation, based on a design originally developed for ESA's European Student Earth Orbiter mission.

Their results will be compared to the full-size Copernicus Sentinel-2 mission, as well as a materials payload investigating the corrosive effects of "atomic oxygen" found at the top of the atmosphere, plus a software defined radio for amateur radio tests.

A 3-unit "CubeSat"—a low-cost satellite built up from standardized 10 cm boxes—ESTCube-2 is due to fly on Vega's Small Spacecraft Mission Service, a rideshare service for small satellites. It secured its place through the European Commission's In-Orbit Demonstration/In-Orbit Validation program.

Early in-orbit testing for novel technologies

Managed on behalf of the Commission by ESA's Small Satellite Platform Unit, this program allows the early orbital testing of new technologies to make Europe's space sector more competitive.

"As a volunteer student project, this IOD/IOV program is ideal," explains ESTCube-2 project manager Hans Teras. "It fits nicely with our timeline, including the testing we needed to be sure of our performance. Well over 600 university students across all study levels have played some role in making ESTCube-2 happen, but the mission as a whole is very ambitious, pushing the boundaries of what students can do."

ESTCube-2 will fly a decade after its predecessor, ESTCube-1, which launched on a Vega in 2013. It too carried an E-sail payload from FMI, but a motor problem meant it failed to deploy.

ESTCube-2 is equipped with a stronger, more robust deploying motor that has undergone extensive mechanical testing.

"The ESTCube-2 team has invested eight years of development work in order to have another chance of testing the revolutionary E-sail propulsion concept in orbit," explains the University of Tartu associated professor Andris Slavinskis who led the transition from ESTCube-1 to ESTCube-2.

Kristo Allaje, Principal Systems Engineer of ESTCube-2, adds, "Last time we could encourage students to join us by the challenge of being the first Estonian satellite. This time we have to motivate them in another way, by asking them to enable excellent science."

Around a year into the mission ESTCube-2 will be spun up using its reaction wheels. The ensuing centrifugal force should help serve to deploy the E-sail in a sufficiently taut fashion.

If successful, the E-sail is expected to lower the orbit of ESTCube-2 much more rapidly than normal.

Follow-up mission ESTCube-LuNa is being designed to test an E-sail beyond Earth orbit, to prove its usefulness as a method of deep space propulsion.

ESA has recently studied E-sail technology as an economical means of prospecting asteroids.

Earth monitoring and space effects study

ESTCube-2 pair of student-made microcameras designed have been optimized for the "Normalized Difference Vegetation" index to reveal plant health. The camera pair will be tilted as needed to observe Estonian territory as often as possible, offering more frequent revisits than other Earth observation missions.

Tartu University spin-off company Captain Corrosion is supporting a experiment mounted on ESTCube-2's hull. A set of 16 different materials will be evaluated for their resistance to 'atomic oxygen'—a variety of oxygen normally encountered only in low orbits, known to eat away at satellite surfaces.

ESTCube-2's software defined radio will also be busy, including transmitting 8-second video clips prerecorded by Estonian citizens, connecting to Estonian schools along its swath and performing ranging experiments with amateur radio enthusiasts.

Vega flight VV23 is due for lift-off this week from Europe's Spaceport in French Guiana. Along with its main satellite payloads it carries multiple CubeSats including ESA's PRETTY mission investigating reflected satnav for environmental monitoring, the Proba-V Companion CubeSat testing the performance of a previously flown spectral imager aboard a CubeSat and other IOD/IOV CubeSats.

TOP IMAGE....ESTCube-2 being carried into vibration testing. The CubeSat was tested against harsh launch vibrations at Stoneridge Electronics in Estonia. More specifically, the satellite undergoes a Quasi-Static Load, Sine and Random vibrations tests. These are different types of vibrations that ESTCube-2 has to withstand during its journey in space. Credit: University of Tartu

CENTRE IMAGE....The plasma brake consists of a thin wire, also known as a tether, which, when charged, creates an electrostatic drag in the ionosphere. The plasma brake can be used for deorbiting satellites and helping to clean up the low Earth orbit environment. Credit: University of Tartu

LOWER IMAGE....Infographic on Estonia's ESTCube-2 CubeSat, due to launch on Europe's Vega VV23 launcher. Credit: University of Tartu

#science #space #astronomy #physics #news #esa #astrophysics #estonia

[richardsphere]

Leverage Log: The Office Job

So we're doing a parody of The Office (US). I'll admit im not what I'd call a fan of the office, but i've watched it at other peoples places when i got nothing better to do. A respectable cultural institution, just not one i'll spend merch-money on any time soon or go out of my way to watch.

Elliot and Hardison fighting over a sandwich, (respect peoples meals y'all.) Filmcrew that leans somewhere between avant-garde pretention and a nature documentary.

Parker being absolutely done with the idea of "happy" giftcards, the team stuck code-speaking badly to try and ensure that the filmcrew doesnt realise the company that claims its in financial downturn is in fact making money to a ridiculous degree. (congrats on the writers for succesfully coming up with an appropriate crime, allowing them to keep the industry adjacent to the show they're parodying. Its a nice touch that they kept the industries similar.)

oh god, the person working HR at the company is trying to fix Sophie and Nate's relationship. ("reverse favouritism", basically "i know i have a favourite, but as a leader i should be unbiased and I over-correct as a result". That sounds like it might actually be a real psychological term.)

Nate has gone so deep into their improvised codetalking that he now believes the sandwich is code for something Elliot and Hardison found about the mark.

"would you describe yourself as having any kind of life outside of work?" -"Excuse me?" 8.5/10. "but he implied it might have something to do with age...-ism" rounding it up to a 10/10, perfect delivery.

Question: Can i buy the "Fuck This" Bunny Card somewhere? I want it. Its rare that there's a prop i want a copy of but the Fuck This bunnycard is hilarious and i need it.

Their growing frustration at the filmcrew, the documentarian getting jealous of Hardisons microcamera. Using the microcam to sneak a peak at Parker. (i really like Parkers caterpillar get well soon card also.)

"im not saying anything until i get a lawyer". Good on you Parker, good on you.

Parker stealing the documentarian's creditcard.

Sophie telling the frankly quite dumb owner what has been happening and getting really annoyed when Nate needs to translate it into Handegg References to get him to understand.

Ah Nate got Sophie a card. And yes, he did eat the sandwich.

#leverage #leverage season 3

[te-pu-si-ti]

What drew you personally to the company's work? What moved me the most was their strong cinematic quality. As a performer, you feel like you're playing in a movie and the audience's eyes are microcameras with the ability to zoom into your every move and expression. Apart from obvious talent, what does it take to be a Punchdrunk? Every dancer-actor member of the company have a special quality to them. Strong presence, strong physicality, theatricality... Felix, our director, says "your goal today is to make at least one person from the audience fall in love with you". You also have to have great reflex and the ability to make decisions in unpredictable situations, based on the movement and choices of the viewers.

#the drowned man #temple studios #punchdrunk #fania #fania grigoriou #immersive theatre

[simmerunleashed]

Early in the morning Lola went to the recruitment center and was swiftly enlisted in the military. With her new friends in high places and impressive skills, she was given the rank of Sergeant Minor and thorn into the barracks for a long day of marching and drills. 

Despite feeling weary she stayed at Fort Grunt until late at night and successfully infiltrated the Grand Marshal’s office and discovered the final clues to why they’ve locked the lab up and are planning to bury it. 

What is in there is scary but, what is in these files may actually be worse. 

She got out of the office as quickly and quietly as possible. Unfortunately, she didn’t see the microcamera placed above the Grand Marshals desk.

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#Lola Boudreaux #Globetrotter Challenge #TS4Globetrotter #Super Sim Challenge

[claudiotrezzani]

Settembre millenovecentosessantratrè.

Anno d'encliclica in extremis e di dittature nascenti od imbargate.

Sulla luna non ci si era ancora andati.

Quando ci si andò, fu regredendo.

Perché i lunari indigeni imbarazzarono Amstrong ed Aldrin obiettando loro:

"l'anno scorso avete fatto transitare nel cielo sopra noi una Hasselblad totalmente manuale, mentre nel settembre millenovecentosessantatrè avevate già una macchina automatica, sulla Terra".

Già, automatica.

Avevano letto - potenti i loro telescopi! - l'articolo apparso su Le Vie d'Italia dell'anno citato, gli abitanti della luna.

Leggete anche Voi, ora?

Autofocus, il mirabolante neologismo.

"Roba da fantascienza", chiosa l'articolista.

Indi formula un interrogativo retorico:

"Stupefacente, d'accordo; ma qui si vuol ridurre l'uomo a non pensare più con la propria testa. Diventeremo tutti robot. Che gusto ci sarà più a fotografare?".

Vedete, è la parte di rosso bordata nello screenshot?

Automatismi, robot, testa.

Sapete, pregiudizi  e condizionamenti duri ad estinguersi.

Mica me - io ce l'ho da un quarto di secolo - ma sino a pochi anni fa persino il vetturile cambio automatico veniva additato a severo detrimento del gusto, quando non della libertà.

Automatismi, robot, testa, ribadisco.

Già, la testa.

Delegarne il pensiero.

Delegarne l'azione, più che il pensiero.

Meglio:

l'azione derivante dal pensiero.

Ancora, automobili.

Guida semiautonoma.

Migliaia di morti meno sulle strade, sin d'adesso.

Ergo, nessun "vade retro".

Automatismo è libertà, non l'incontrario.

Vorrei avere una microcamera nell'iride che scattasse con celebrale impulso.

Non perderei più occasioni, così.

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Claudio Trezzani

[lamilanomagazine]

All'esame per la patente con felpa "attrezzata" per nascondere microcamera e trasmettitore. Denunciato dalla Polizia stradale

All'esame per la patente con felpa "attrezzata" per nascondere microcamera e trasmettitore. Denunciato dalla Polizia stradale. Tenta di superare l’esame di teoria per la carta di qualificazione del conducente (abilitazione necessaria ai conducenti che trasportano merci o persone su strada) indossando una felpa alla quale era stato fatto un piccolo foro all’altezza del petto ed all’interno nascondeva una microcamera. A completare l’attrezzatura altri sofisticati congegni elettronici. Con questo kit poteva avvalersi di un “suggeritore esterno”, in grado di vedere attraverso le immagini trasmesse dalla microcamera i quiz che venivano sottoposti e suggerire le risposte corrette. Così un cittadino straniero classe ‘91 regolarmente soggiornante nella Provincia di Forli Cesena, nella mattina odierna, presso la locale Motorizzazione, ha tentato di superare la prova di teoria.  Non poteva sapere che era in corso un servizio di monitoraggio da parte degli agenti della Polizia di Stato in servizio presso la Squadra di Polizia Giudiziaria della Sezione Polizia Stradale di Rimini che, con discrezione, hanno sorvegliato lo svolgimento della prova ed al termine hanno sottoposto il soggetto ad un controllo scoprendo in tal modo il sistema fraudolento. Sono ora in corso accertamenti per individuare eventuali complicità di terze persone, ed in particolare l’identità del possibile “suggeritore”, mentre l’autore del fatto, che ovviamente si è visto invalidare l’esame sostenuto è stato denunciato all’Autorità Giudiziaria di Rimini. Continuerà l’attività di controllo e verifica da parte della Polizia Stradale in tutte le sedute di esame previste in Provincia, in collaborazione con il personale della motorizzazione civile di Rimini.... #notizie #news #breakingnews #cronaca #politica #eventi #sport #moda Read the full article

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Microcamera e auricolare all'esame per la patente, denunciato

Con uno smartphone nascosto e un auricolare senza fili, che gli consentivamo di avere suggerimenti dall’esterno, un candidato ha tentato di superare in modo fraudolento l’esame per ottenere la patente. La Guardia di Finanza di Como lo ha scoperto e denunciato.     L’uomo, un pachistano di 25 anni, mostrava le domande della prova scritta a una persona collegata da remoto che gli forniva le…

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[stranotizie]

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[lost-lycaon]

Besieged Fortress is one of the most violent films ever made. Two armies battle to annihilation, with impaling, decapitation, and dismemberment with a body count in the tens of thousands. That the armies are termites vs ants does not make the suffering any less. The fighters and the shots are real, and the pain felt by the vanquished are all the world left in their fleeting lives.

The scene is set in a fortress crafted by termites, led by an immobile queen directing her workers and soldiers to build an edifice so complex it has its own thermoregulation and fungus garden. As sedentary animals, there is no escape, only defense.

On the march toward that fortress is a colony of driver ants, 50 million strong, massacring everything in its path. Workers and soldiers work in systems too complex to be instinctive, forming adaptable bridges, tunnels, and temporary armored walls to move swiftly or protect the queen behind a rampart of stinging jaws. Any animal caught in their path is shredded and eaten. And they have detected the termite mound ahead.

The suspense is terrible as the driver ants plan the attack, and I was on the edge of my seat as termite soldiers are slaughtered, fighting for every centimeter, clogging tunnels with their bodies in a desperate fight that is carried all the way into the royal chamber where the queen sits, helpless. The termites are clever, and capable of counterattack on home ground, and they will fight to the very last. This is cracking entertainment with a riot of violence that approaches poetic abandon.

Filmed on location in Burkina Faso using microcameras, Besieged Fortress is edited creatively in the style of March of the Penguins to telescope the events into an efficiently paced story. Some of the events may have been staged, but nonetheless the tightly plotted narrative uses various characters on the African savanna to develop a tension unimaginable for a documentary about bugs. If only films using human characters could generate this level of drama.

#africa #termites #ants #nature documentary #film review

[ultrajohn76-blog]

[eeriesthetic]

Day 7

Actually took two empty boxes out of my room when I left for work this morning. Baby steps. And I need to remember to bring batteries home, so I can get the hotbox going.

Had a dream last night, that not only did I find gigantic bedbugs (the size of silver dollars), but people I knew had to access my rooms, and see the states they were in. So I guess it was more of a nightmare than a dream.

Today I'll be getting some earwash, hopefully it'll finally get rid of the excess buildup I've got. The microcamera I got a couple weeks ago helped me pull out two large chunks from my right ear, but the left is too sensitive to get the camera in, so I can't see what I'm working with over there.

Tomorrow, masks, jogging pants, and styluses in the mail, so that I can be fully suited up in bed even if I'm not going to sleep immediately.