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roseprincesskristina · 3 years

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The Crimson Doctor And A Patient

((Heyo! Today's special surprise goes out to the ladies out there whose unbeatable for White Day Zero never cease to die down. In this story, a very non illed patient has been called for check up at Maverick Hunter HQ located to the medical office. But what she didn't realize during her appearance is that a familiar "physician" plots a "special treatment" in store. Anyway, with that aside, please enjoy! 😊✌))

Daylight made its brightening occurrence to reveal a healthy smile upon the town of Abel City, homeland to the freedom fighting organization known as the Maverick Hunters who clash against unruly tyrants such as mavericks, with an unreasonable desire to do as they please like creating felonies on purpose without practicing the apologetic act or clemency towards humans. Lead by the previous commander, Sigma, wielding a soon-to-be dream of hoping for a perfect future when all of humanity has become swept out of Earth, leaving the powerful reploids to rule of an iron grasp without anyone to stop this nightmare. Until luckily, his schemes have yet again become silenced from the duo of upper class hunters X and Zero to restore peace by defeat him multiple times despite of the resurrection. No matter how unstoppable his power will be, companionship will always overdraw brawns.

Today is yet a lovely morning to enjoy life accompanying both humans as well as reploids together in existence, never the matter of differences. Birds tweeting in a cheery tone helping to rise up the evening mood, clear breeze easing away all stress penetrating inside the bodies, and the perfect balance between man and robot will always be much more peaceful than it was in the past. Life for this city along of its inhabitants, is what makes it ever so graceful as it is now.

You, a young human woman, are enjoying yourself to learn more about this city, since the first time arriving here to meet everyone, including the famous irregular slayers themselves in the flesh. While strolling throughout this section for a further enjoyment of a lifetime, a tall but familiar figure in red with golden locks tied in a ponytail gazes at your presence since he walked past you minding his own business, which cause him to stop for a moment. Not realizing about this person before yet finds her rather innocent, also beautiful unlike the rest who visits his office at headquarters. Inspires nature at most, being kind to others, helping, all of these things about you have gave him a pumping love struck. But as a wonderful pill to take. The perfect plot to gain her attention just pop up within his mind. In order for her to come towards him, he must pose himself as someone else that would woo her. Perhaps as a doctor like Lifesaver, however, a sexy version flashing his unbeatable charms to the hearts of women. The scarlet hunter wrote down this message on a paper, quietly places it in your back pocket with a lack of notice, then beams away to his dorm for an upgradeable change of armor. Chuckling menacingly yet flirtatiously to himself at the similar time.

"Mm he he he he... Oh this is gonna be too easy... As soon as she receives my form for tomorrow's health examination, I'm gonna give her a special present in mind for later just in case..." He schemed quietly, clothing his wardrobe into an unlicensed love physician as well as a long diamond colored operating robe to suit him better. Confiscating his upper armor part from the body, joined with losing an entire inner suit to pose as a "curing pill" should be the only powerful supplement there is to have patients fall into a hypnotic state once taken. He began to gaze to his divine reflection along of the secret "tranquilizer" to use for later. The smug expression reappears as he said... "The doctor...is in~"

The next day has occurred, you have been summoned here by a strange doctor for a visit about getting a checkup exam, due to a message given from the personal "assistant". Right in front of Maverick Hunter HQ while entering inside for an appointment today, one of the elite hunters began to escort you over to a different location by using an elevator that ascends directly to the room.

"Hello miss. I apologize for proceeding you so rudely, but the doctor wishes to see you immediately for your check up. Please follow me to the elevator." Nodded to the respected hunter, you proceeded with him while being escorted.

Meanwhile into the doctor's office, the other novice hunter reported that you'll be arriving very shortly to take a physics test, then an unknown medical reploid responded with a smile.

"Good~. Bring her into my office~." He said, spoken of a deep seductive tone. "Time to give my lovely patient a special treatment in store for her~... He he he he~...." Underneath his snow white operation coat, he refuses to wear his full red armor that he stripped out of but to have the briefs remain on along with the boots and helmet.

Making your way through a long hallway and appearing in an early time for the "treatment" to cure your body from illness that you don't have right now, you began to take a seat while waiting patiently for anyone to see you. Looking around this facility to keep you fully occupied would lower the boredom level to none even to ponder of your favorite spots in the park staring towards the clouds flowing by, along with spending time with your family, friends, including fun activities to do in a spare time. Until a sudden door has opened automatically catching your attention to peer who it is that exits the other room, revealing the similar yet unknown stranger from before who mistakenly sent an invitation to your bottom pocket when you return home. Wore a long white lab coat representing a medical expert that studies the anatomy along with holding a clipboard in his hand, geared with a pair of glasses. Standing in front of the desk with his back turned while awaiting for your attendance, he greeted you with a smile.

"Ah. Good evening, young lady. I've been excepting you." A gentle voice aims forwardly to you during his existence to check on you. "Thank you for coming in with a short notice to have an appointment. How are you feeling today? Are you physically active?" You replied at his greetings by a polite nod. Even though you're not an a crucial condition, he still needs to examine your well being clearly to make sure of it. "That's good. I see you have obtain the message that my assistant gave you at your house, correct?" Once again, you said yes. Showing the paper to him about getting a different medicine. Deep inside his mind, he's fully prepared to offer you something even more than a shot or anything else. The grin on his face made its return, meaning that you are in his trap for a romantic event to happen very so that you're fairly unaware of.

"Good. Very good. I'm glad to hear that you're perfectly well." Again he smiled towards your answer. "Now then, let's begin the study for your examination about yourself along of your health. Would you prefer the normal blood test? Or...." Slowly opening the long doctor's robe to reveal his stunning gorgeous abs by a flash, the visible blush shown itself into your face due to the witnessing dream before you. "Maybe I should give you a very sexual procedure instead~?" Without seeing this coming, you should've realized that something was completely off about the whole "appointment meeting with the doctor" phase, has been a scam the entire time. Even to notice of his voice more carefully, it was rearranged from original to sexually deep that gave women quite thrilling shivers. Hearing from the word "sexual" is not what a real doctor would say or has been printed into the dictionary, but surprisingly this person said it informally who imitates as one is obviously known as....

"Hey there, kitten~ Fancy having you here~ Ya miss me~?" Removing the glasses from his face steadingly to show a familiar expression, even a sexy voice shooting at you through the brain to assist your memory by remembering slowly during your later visit for a Valentine privacy, the "medical reploid" forms himself as none other than Zero. Upperclassmen of the maverick busting group that fights to remain balance for the city as well as the 0th unit captain. You silently gasped by a flush, covering up your full expression due to his irresistible "operation procedure" that he plotted only for you. Approaching seductively as he goes to you with both arms hidden behind his head licking his flawless lips in a rotating fashion, the heart shaded swordsman grasps under your chin. Winking a kiss upon your head proudly to see you again for a visit.

"Mmmm~ Glad to see your lovely mug again, my sweet little patient~ How's it going~? Surprised~? You should be, because I'm gonna cure your sickness from those dull worries spinning all over your cute little mind with a special antidote to cheer you up~" He said, circling around you romantically. Very much closer than ever, his body had almost planted onto you or face, releasing the inner urges trapped within your soul. Having your soft cheeks painted of the color pink because of the medical stud flexing passionately in front of you has surrender to him very quickly. However, the strongest sense of your will accompanies you to remain calm by doing as your hot host requires you to do. Surrender yourself within his grasps is the only option acceptable to make his evening a lot easier when it comes to mute types like you.

"So~ What's shakin, dollface~? Happy to see me~? Bet you are~" The handsome android said with an attractive spell waiting for anyone such as yourself to become its victim. "Guess you're wondering why the note I send ya wasn't a real one, right~? Well, that's correct~ Cause it was me all along~" The flustered gasped must've escaped from your mouth after his confessions. Slightly bamboozled of his plans, but have understood it very positively with an apologetic flush. "Awww~ Even though it was a prank, I'm still glad you're not upset about the false appointment~ Thanks for forgiving me, sweetheart~" Grinned the flamed colored love doctor, smooching your forehead. "Now, how about we start our own private meeting alone~? With me~ Holding you in my muscled palms~ In my medical lair~ Together~" Hands placed upon your shoulders quite so calmly, one knee landed onto yours caused your entire anatomy to burst into the shady burn of redness unlike any kind of sunlight in the summer, but a nervous highlight covers your body wholeheartedly. A replied nod answers his question has lend a satisfied smirk towards him.

"Mmmm~ That's my patient~ Just the way I like it in a human girl~"Purred the charming expert, sitting onto your lap for a comfortable view of you, existence, the rest. Such as the preparation pouring downwards on both by his unavoidable sexiness clearing a severe fever, which you hardly gain. "Hope you're ready to have your pleasurable surgery, cause I'm change your poor life like you did mine~" You flustered yet another with a blush and very psyched at both.

"Are you excited, little lady~? From the looks of your inclinations, I'd say you are prepared for a love making check up given by yours truly~" He questions you with a finger traveling around your body, sided by his lips advancing towards the ear. Already aware of that, yes has been answered once more.

Inside your thoughts, multiple visions about this miraculous hunk in glimmering crimson showing off his god like steel dancing erotically without an end to go by. Blowing kisses for no reason whatsoever, shushing your sadness in a minimum of his unstoppable flirts about you. Especially to a certain someone he utterly admires mostly in his dreams to help him rest peacefully at night, lowering dreadful memories of violent past back to the sewerage dump where it rightfully belongs. Never to be recognized anymore. All that remains forever in front of him, is a ravishing angel of the heavens dragging him out of the frighten memories that would engulf his existence from the world across him. Replacing the former thoughts along with the ex irregularity days due to his beginning since he was made by the late Dr. Wily. Vanished from his conscious permanently. The real focus he stares rapidly is the newly symbol of life, meaning you, rehearsing the balance to its regular rate, allowing peace to perform the rest. No more maverick infiltrations, people involved in death, either to realize about the crazed used-to-be maverick king's comeback. Just some good old fashioned treatment sucking several stresses right out of his soul. Siding with a loveable victim in his sights, pressing his "ultimate tranquil supplement" against you in a grinding position just to arouse your emotions to its knees.

"Ohhhh~ Man, you're looking pretty healthy since our last encounter in my dorm~ Have you been exercising all night~? Or are you thinking of little ol' me~?" He was starvingly interested from your improved figure than before despite of last month's enchanting love event which morphed his exhaustion into a craving appetite waiting to be served on a golden platter. Two shades of red reopened themselves in your cheeks, feeling his harden yet soothing hands cushioning everywhere around you by the shoulders, chest, even your body colliding with his.

"Mmmmm~ Even your cute little fever is smoking hot too~ But in a loving way, it always turns me on~" Yet another, your eyes were yanked in complete shook, leading you to shed a sweating tear drop all over your clothing. Heart beating of a repeatable rhythm, hands held on the chair, breath zooming right out of your yap. Unable to control yourself, he viewingly cools away your steam by speaking into your ear.

"You know~ I always love it when your nervousness never fails to amuse my thirsty needs~ It pours all over my succulent, gorgeous armor so nicely~ Making me a very naughty hunter wanting to be punished for being bad~" You hardly gulped while hearing his erotic sayings of himself about your shyness showering him. " But most of all~...." Shockingly, he whispers comely at you. "I'm very~... Very~... Also~.... Hungry to have you for dinner~ Mmmm~" Slurped the ruby painted blonde, without wearing his brighten armor and under clothing still. His traveling tongue have commenced to taste some elegant skin by laying it on your cheek, slithering up, down, the neck, anywhere but the body. He couldn't get enough of your sweetness, seconded to the soothing sensation of his voice entering your imaginations including to polish your dreams into reality. Pondering of his graceful anatomy washing off a few negligence torturing your goals, likings, inspirations. Gone with a single assault, no longer coming back to mind. Your urges were calling to him saying "Please don't stop~... ", or "More, daddy~...". Either way, it doesn't really matter for as long as you, an angelic patient, are into the golden locked physician's clutches, all has been going smoothly as predicted.

"Ohhhhh~ Mmmmmm~ God, you taste so better than the others~ Mmmmm~ So clean, even my taste buds went totally berserk over you~" Intrigued insanely, he obtains another lick of your scarless facial religiously. Thinks of you as everyone's favorite candy that he wouldn't dare try to resist from. Eating famishingly of your creamy substance away, he then sips for a deeper kiss so desperately that the new memory will last eternally. The shading scarlet blush in your skin, shoots its volcanic blast to the skies, ascending to all the stars of space. Blinking lashes accelerated by a flicker. His breath took yours, piercing the corrupted heart of the bad ordor. Slain for good to make sure it was turned to ash. Continuing his solo procedure upon the patient makes it so simple to do than an ordinary practice. Plus by this, it refers to satisfaction of his lips advancing all over you.

"Mmmmmm~ Mmmm~ Oh baby~ I wanna taste you more~"

Panting like crazy almost as "getting ready for school" reaction setting your insane inner desires free that yearns for the red charmer's fascinated treasures tangling you. Shutting down everything of your life, hobbies, friends, family relatives, including schoolwork in your head. Changing them into quadruple images of Zero whistles more than one smooch clearing any kind of illness that gets in the way to live a delightful life. Slaying viruses in one strike of no problems, demolishing boredom cells damaging multiple reputations with a swooning sword.

And thirdly, a most powerful shield of all to deflect thousands projectiles of allergies fired toward anyone clean from the ignorant snot of assumptions. Immune to all twisted disasters, lack of weaknesses, especially the gifted immortality to overpower any weak obstacles shooting their way. Nothing will ever penetrate his invulnerable barrier of hotness. Holding you in his arms will grow a hundred times tougher than the normal state, by purifying the tiredness you never had into a sleepless cycle of pleasure.

"Ahhhh~ You're easily delicious when your anxious persona made my stethoscope so wet~" He purred of enjoyment, rolling his pink licking buds in a circular part. "You remind me of someone I know whose also soft but compassionate~ Getting well with people, loves peace, all that~ He's an amazing partner when you get to know him~" No clue of who this person is, but you nodded towards his concern of X, 17th unit commander.

"But enough about that, let's focus on you for an example~ Placing my chilling shot in your warm heart~" He smirked purringly, rubbing his pecs followed with the bod pressing into you. A blazing blush had overtaken your emotions, thoughts and even the will to resist.

Attempting to flee from something incredibly challenging, he mashed the lips in yours much further. Forbidding your chances to leave so hastily, you have been carried towards and pinned to the table during an infinite smooch.

"Mmm~ Sorry, doll~ But it ain't gonna be easy to escape from me once you're already sealed in my restraints~ So just relax, and lemme give you my.... "health shot" to ease your painful anxiety~ Very~ Slowly~" Once again, the aired shade returns in your conscious than just a face alone. Inserting his best "shots" to freeze your movements gave him the opportunity to perform a lustful dance in order for you to give yourself up, his fingers formed into a snap to crank the sensual music.

Red lights beamed all around the room when activated, desk remodeled into a comfy bed decorated only for you, an exercising pole, and of course, the cherry on top. A talented beam sword wielder proceeding to the silver pole, dancing the night, since it's daytime, in a tango by polishing his body onto it, licking, twirling so passionately, all the things he can do just to lasso your attention up to a tied position.

"Oh pussy cat~" He called you by an alluring finger wiggling toward at your body, having the head glanced to him forwardly. However, both yourself even the desires were pierced from his tendering view as he took off his faux operating faux coat slowly. Caught off guard, the only choice you have now is to witness wholeheartedly of the magnificent medicine he has kept for so long, beginning to show it by flashing more of his holy remedy before you.

"Remember when I said about my special cure that I'm gonna offer you for being a good girl~? Well here's a beautiful reward just for you~ Mmm he he he he~" Winked the glamorous boy toy. Blushing in a harden figure, the ravishing blonde in red flexibly dances across the pole then shoots a blowing kiss. Flowing tied locks fly so freely, hands caressing on the body in a loop, makes you a little bit woozy. Like an a perfect kind of dizziness to keep you occupied.

What you could ever dream of for the rest of your life is honestly a real thing, thus is one of the best cure that you would even ask for. Allowing his "virus" of a spell casted on your very soul to feel its sting burrowing into the bones, spreading widely as it is. Causing them to be numb, losing its control to ignore something or someone uniquely handsome such as the superior hunter. Parts of your body, in which you're controlling, are now under his dazzling influences without a strength to retaliate. Everything within your consciousness, now belongs to him. Which means, you are his permanent plaything to pleasure with all day and night long. Imagine it, a famous sword expert embracing your innocent well being, all to him. None for anybody to steal you.

Concluding his delectable performance to place a peaceful birdie such as yourself to a slumbering state, the serious Class A crusader climb into you into a lover's bed by flatly laying against your body, in a numbing condition still, gives you once more an eternal kiss.

"Mmmmm~ Thanks again, sweet cheeks~ For accepting my just desserts to make this operation an easy success~" He thanks you, purring all over your anaesthetic form with a finger vertically to the lips. "I knew you'd appreciate my expertise as an unlicensed physician~... Of love~" Your smile meant with a blink since you can't move your arms, legs, especially head. Enjoyed his company to the fullest in a new and improved memory to hold in store. His grin reveals as a rotating tongue on the lips, eager to do a second examination on you to increase a hotter mood. Closing the curtains of both windows, also the bed for a decent privacy away of the crowd. A romantic event between a doctor and patient, lady luck has always been by his side or not. But, it hardly matters for as long you are present with the only doctor who's very great with ill patrons. As for him, the only skill he has is wooing the ladies. Much like you as well.

"So, my adorable little doll, now that we're finally alone, how about another.... "secondary procedure" in secret~? Whaddya say~? Hmm~?" Prepared for more of the private procedure once again, the answer still remains the same like always. During your paralyzed fashion, he smiled seductively after his question.

"Mmmmm~ That's what I like to hear~ Now~ Where were we~? Oh yeah, the second treatment I'm gonna give you~ He he he he he~" Closer yet again to your unstable state, smushing his upon yours gently, readying for a permanent kiss in the lips of all the century. While your spirit is still active, love has cured the dangerous bacteria that ruined nature's remarkable time. Especially you.

"I love you more than anyone or anything in the world, kitten~ Thanks for turning my day into a fabulous paradise~" Showing his gratitude because of your inspiration to him, he gifted you a much more longer kiss than today. Second with his body massaging your needs.

"I really love it when you're fully relaxed, cutie~ Now ~ Stay still for me, and lemme give you a tasty cure to aid your cold fever.....with my scrumptious body to help you get well~ Purrrrrrrr~"

Midnight has shown its quiet face to the city, different than the jubilated sunshine from earlier. The civilians headed home for a new starting day to appear tomorrow after a wonderful evening bringing humans, including reploids, altogether in equality just as the sapphire android whose been created by the late Dr. Thomas Light requires it. All threats as well as the maverick troublemakers from the past have all been avoided as they speak. At last for now.

So as the red tough guy enjoying his perfect off duty, comforting a special whose funtime had been a real supplement along with a well balanced breakfast to help the anatomy by growing big and strong. Even to make his life a living heaven than hell: You. A darling angel that makes everybody including Zero, change from a sorrow frown into a joyful grin.

"If any of you ladies like to have your personal checkup, then don't be shy to visit yours truly~ I'm always here to cure your illness anytime~ *Wink*."

Dr. Zero, Crimson Maverick Hunter

The End

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starryviolentine · 5 years

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Brody’s Diary (Revised Edition): Chapter 5

Part one of the “Pre-Apocalypse Adventures” Series

Chapter 1 ( here ) Chapter 2 ( here ) Chapter 3 ( here ) Chapter 4 ( here )

If Dr. Larson had to describe Brody when she first came to Ericson’s, she would say that the child was, in the simplest terms, lost inside her own head. It wasn’t too long after Brody’s tenth birthday that she pulled up at the school’s iron gates in her family’s forest green SUV. All four of the young girl’s family members—six, if you count the family dogs—came along to drop her off. The doctor only spoke with Brody’s parents for a few minutes, but they seemed like good folks who truly cared about their daughter’s wellbeing.

Later that week, Dr. Larson received an envelope from the administrative building containing a copy of Brody’s school records, psychiatric evaluation results and other documents pertaining to her official diagnosis: generalized anxiety disorder. The hospital documents were all recent, all from within the past year, but her school file contained many, many incident reports dating as far back as when Brody was seven years old. Dr. Larson skimmed through the file, which told her that Brody had been pulled from her classroom several times over the years due to “fits of hysteria” that “disrupted the class” and “tantrums” that “disturbed the other children.”

Dr. Larson is no stranger to the unfortunate reality that children with undiagnosed mental disorders often struggle for years both at home and in mainstream school environments, and all because nobody is aware of the fact that they need special support. It’s common for them to be mislabeled as troublemakers or attention-seekers out of plain ignorance. Most of the time, all that these “troubled youth” really need is consistency and a structured routine. The Ericson Academy mission is to provide these students with an environment that supports them and their individual needs so that they can thrive.

Brody’s anxiety attacks were frequent and severe during her first few months at the boarding school. The child didn’t understand her anxiety, nor did she have any sort of defense against it, so it would easily take over her mind. Dr. Larson had to start from zero with Brody. The first few times Brody was brought to her office for an anxiety attack, the child was clearly frantic and scared. It was nearly impossible to calm her down. There were also a couple of instances when Brody got herself so worked up that she made herself physically sick. And this, according to her school records, was not a new occurrence.

It took time and effort, but Dr. Larson gave Brody the tools she needed to combat her anxiety. She taught her breathing techniques to use during anxiety attacks. She taught her the “reality check” technique so she can self-regulate whenever she feels one coming. Brody has proven to be a natural storyteller with a particularly descriptive vocabulary for someone her age, so Dr. Larson knew right away that the journaling technique would be perfect for her. Brody took to her diary like a duck to water, and during their sessions they would always take some time to discuss the things she wrote.

Dr. Larson helped Brody understand what having anxiety means, but, even more importantly, what it doesn’t mean. Just because she has an anxiety disorder doesn’t mean that she’s restricted in any way. With every therapy session, Dr. Larson makes sure that Brody knows that she can do everything that any other kid can do. That she can be a dancer, a writer or whatever she wants to be. That she has the strength inside her to control her anxiety. That anxiety doesn’t make her weak. That it’s her body and her mind and she has the reigns.

Brody is a bright, friendly girl who has come such a long way in the two and a half years that Dr. Larson has worked with her. It’s been a joy watching her develop and grow, becoming more confident in herself and more in control of her anxiety. For several months now, Brody hasn’t had anything negative to report, and their sessions have consisted mostly of the girl’s stories about her extracurricular activities, what she’s learning in her classes, and the fun places her family takes her when they come to visit. However, the state Brody is in today is one that Dr. Larson hasn’t seen in quite a while. It’s more than a little concerning.

“Will you tell me what happened?”

There’s no response as Brody slips away momentarily. Her eyes glaze over and she’s tugging, scratching at the bracelet on her wrist. Her fingers curl around the beads and uncurl again. Dr. Larson can tell that she’s letting her mind wander again. She has to bring her back.

“Brody.”

Snapping out of her trance, Brody pulls her hand away from her wrist and looks at her therapist apologetically. “Sorry.”

“What happened?” Dr. Larson asks again, trying to get her patient to focus.

“Well…” Brody doesn’t know where to start. “Yesterday, after lunch, I went back to my room to get my diary. You see, I usually keep it on my desk, so I thought that’s where I left it. I mean, I wrote in it a little that morning, and that’s where I remembered seeing it last. But then… it wasn’t there. I looked for it everywhere, but it wasn’t anywhere. So I wondered if maybe I accidentally dropped it somewhere, but I didn’t remember bringing it with me to class that day. And so then I thought… that maybe…” Brody’s voice gets quieter as she feels more and more ashamed, “maybe someone took it.”

The doctor has an idea of where this is going.

“I just… I completely forgot about our meeting in the morning!” Brody cries mournfully. “And Vi… I blamed her! I was just so… so mad… and worried… and I wasn’t, I wasn’t thinking! And I yelled at her in front of everybody!”

“Has Violet ever done anything that would make you think she took it?” Dr. Larson asks. The doctor has only met with Violet twice. Both sessions were mandatory visits, and both times she was unsuccessful at getting the reserved child to say a word. Violet’s unique circumstances required that she begin specialized therapy immediately upon enrollment to the academy, which meant that, rather than Dr. Larson, she had spent her first months at the school meeting with an expert in childhood trauma and grief counseling. Most of what Dr. Larson knows about Violet comes from Brody, who talks about her friend often.

“No!” Brody loves Violet and her first instinct is to defend her. “I mean… yeah, I guess…”

“Could you tell me about that?”

“I guess she makes fun of me sometimes because I write in it so much,” Brody admits, going back to hugging her diary. “It makes me kinda sad, but I don’t think she’s trying to be mean.”

“And you’ve told her how that makes you feel?”

Brody shrugs. “Sort of, but I don’t think she was really listening.”

Dr. Larson hums. “I see. Can you think of any ways you could change that?”

“Maybe I could just ask her to listen,” says Brody, leaning her head back against the sofa while she thinks of possible solutions, “or I could tell her why my diary is so important to me.”

“I think those are both great ideas, Brody.”

Sitting quietly for a moment, Brody thinks about how she exploded at Violet yesterday. It wouldn’t surprise her if Violet didn’t want to be her friend anymore, especially after she told her that she never wanted to talk to her again. “What if it doesn’t work?”

“Violet’s your friend, isn’t she?”

“She’s my best friend.”

“In that case, you've got nothing to worry about,” reassures Dr. Larson. “It seems like there are some things that need to be cleared up between you two. You thought Violet stole your diary because she’s made you upset about it before, correct?”

Brody nods guiltily, a lump forming in her throat.

“So you blamed her, but it turns out that she didn’t take it. How do you think Violet felt when you yelled at her?”

The girl stares at her knees. “I probably hurt her feelings... and embarrassed her in front of the entire lounge.”

“What do you think you should do?”

“Apologize,” Brody answers, sitting up straighter. “I have to tell her I’m sorry.”

Dr. Larson smiles. “You’ve got a good heart, Brody. Next time you feel angry at somebody, why don’t you try using your breathing tricks? Remember, we breathe and—”

“We take control of our thoughts,” Brody finishes.

“You should be proud of yourself,” Dr. Larson tells her, “but you should also be proud of the things that make you happy. Make sure Violet understands what your diary means to you.”

Brody nods, but she doesn’t look any less troubled. “I hope she’s not mad at me.”

Just then, the bell chimes and Brody’s eyes dart to the clock on the wall. First period is over, so she only has ten minutes starting now to find Violet, talk to her, and still make it to her next class without being late. She has history next, which means… Brody closes her eyes and pictures her friend’s class schedule that she’s long since memorized. Science. Violet should have science next.

“I should go,” says Brody, scooting off the sofa. She moves quickly, knowing that she doesn’t have much time if she wants to do this now. “I need to find Vi.”

Dr. Larson stands as well so she can see Brody off. “Are you feeling better?”

“Yeah!” Hand on the doorknob, Brody realizes she almost forgot something else. She hurries back and gives the woman a quick but warm hug. “Thanks, Dr. Larson.”

“Good luck with Violet. Tell her hello for me.”

Brody smiles for the first time that day and waves goodbye. “I will!”

The twelve-year-old has butterflies in her stomach as she walks briskly—running is against the rules—down the hallways in the direction of the science lab. The only thing on her mind is her need to make things right with Violet as soon as possible.

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kpopchangedme · 5 years

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Starboy II: Out of your League

#TB to your first mistake; the night you met Jaebum and asked him to take you home, way back in September.

Mini-Masterlist M A S T E R L I ST

Protagonists: Im Jaebum & You

Word Count: 3k

Genre: SFW – University!au – Baseball!Au – Romance – *Hook Ups* – *Socially offensive language* – Mini-Series

Lysandre’s note: FRET NOT! IT’S HERE ANON! 💗

You nod along to whatever the man-with-the-man-bun is saying; he’s hot but obnoxious. Feeling the buzz of the alcohol through your veins, you let your eyes survey the crowd of prospects at the welcoming Sport’s Dep party. Makayla and your other friends all disappeared one by one with dates, you wish at least one was still there to coach you on men.

Do and do not.

You’re certain your interlocutor is a definite do not. He’s handsome, but the fact that he’s been pestering you with Rick and Morty references is a major turn off. He’s a Frat boy, the type to start calling his dick pickle Rick as soon as his pants are off and that’d be a huge – or small, let’s be realistic – let down. You take a sip of the beer you brought over, amused by your train of thoughts.

Feeling observed, you search the crowd for familiar faces. That’s when you spot them: three members of the baseball team. They’re standing in a corner of the living room, across the dance floor, in deep conversation. One is named Choi Youngjae, the middle one is a stranger and the last one is Kim Yugyeom. You kind of recognize them since the school’s med clinic you work at has a tight relationship with the teams. Also, they’re always wearing their team’s jacket, probably just to show off and get girls.

It’s quite ironical, since baseball is probably the least sexy sport ever. Still, sportsmen are perfect for a casual one-night stand, perfect for a commitment-phobic like you. This is what you’re out looking for tonight a hook-up. You let your friends convinced you this was a good idea because you needed a quick fix. Now, you just need to choose one of those baseball guys, they’d be perfect since you don’t even want a callback...

You start with studying Yugyeom as a potential; the youngest addition to the team. Totally ignoring the Rick and Morty guy still trying to bore you to bed, you detail the man-boy with an expert gaze; sharp eyes, long legs, strong hands. Not bad, he could do just fine. He is quite handsome up close, you know because you’re his rehabilitation practitioner. He injured his wrist at practice last week. It looks like you’ll have to cover for Dr. Tran at the clinic again this year, but you don’t mind if his patients are as cute as this.

You gave the young player exercises to fortify his wrist and you’re supposed to meet weekly as a medical follow-up for a few months. Realizing this you blush heavily, you aren’t a Doctor though; there isn’t technically anything inappropriate about a kinesiologist relationship with a patient. You hold no real authority over Yugyeom, still, you cringe remembering he’s only twenty-one years old.

You need good sex – a guy more your age would probably be a safer bet.

Moving your evaluating gaze to the two other men next to him, a giggle escapes you. There is something ever so fulfilling in the idea of being the hunter tonight. Your friends were right, you should stop asking yourself too many questions and just go for it. You haven’t had sex in over a year and no mid-twenties commitment-phobic should fear one night stands.

No strings, no questions, no small talk.

Those were Makayla’s rules. Just pure filthy sex.

“Everything a’ight?” The man next to you stops his monologue, startled by your impromptu giggle. Thankfully, a simple nod is enough to start him again and you’re glad to resume your analysis of the jocks at the other side of the room.

The second player to be considered, you only know by name; Choi Youngjae.

He was the cute guy in your Human Visceral Anatomy class last year. He was memorable; he threw up when the class dissected a human dead body. You still remember how he changed colours when the teacher began to cut the hard skin of the torso with the scalpel. People teased him after that, but he didn’t drop out, ranking second-best in the class – after you – at the end of the semester. Right, determination and a certain love of challenge are probably useful qualities in a lover.

That’s it – he’d do – Let’s have meaningless sex, Choi Youngjae. Downing your beer, you fish for a new one in your purse and open it right away.

No strings. No questions. No small talk.

You start to walk towards the baseball trio with fake confidence, heartlessly leaving the Rick and Morty fan hanging in a middle of a sentence.

You can do it, y/n! You can have sex with strangers too… A stranger… Not strangerS. Oh my god, sex with one guy at a time! It’s enough for a first one-night stand experience, right? It’s a proposition between two consenting adults, there’s nothing to be ashamed of... You can do it! Fighting your own anxiety, you continue to walk forward with an almost convincing determination.

Just as you are getting close enough to capture the attention of the players, a petite silhouette appears out of nowhere, wraps her arms around your target’s waist and walks away with him.

Abort mission, girlfriend alert. ABORT.

You stop dead in your tracks but halfway through turning around, Yugyeom calls you out since you’re in the middle of the place and were obviously heading towards them. “Hey! Miss y/n!”

Wincing, you face him with a bright fake smile. “Hiiiii, Yugyeom! Please, call me y/n, just like everyone else.”

“Jaebum, this is y/n, she’s studying Kinesiology, she helps me with my wrist! That’s Jaebum, he’s on the baseball team too.” Obviously.

The young man smiles, vaguely gesturing the man standing next to him – the third one you haven’t taken the time to consider as a potential lover and...

Holy shit.

That guy is drop-dead gorgeous. Way out of your league. Since you spend several seconds staring, he raises an eyebrow, entertained.

“Hi, y/n”, your name rolls off his tongue like he knows you, so wrongly it feels right, “thanks for taking good care of our youngest.” He nods, holding your gaze too intensely.

“Hi-i, it’s nothing – H-How’s the wrist?” Highly intimidated, you turn your attention back to Yuygeom, looking at his hands only to find them wrapped around a red cup. “Are you drinking?” You shake your head, disapproving. “Athletes shouldn’t get drunk!”

The man-boy drops his eyes, blushing at your scolding, but his teammate only bursts out laughing. “Did you actually bring your own beer to a Uni party?” He asks, and you turn to face him, surprised by his playful tone.

Everything about that Jaebum’s face is knifelike; his eyes, nose, chin. You would’ve assumed his personality to be as intimidating as his features. When you don’t answer, he taps the glass of the beer in your right hand to illustrate his point, offering you a dangerously perfect smile. He’s enjoying this random interaction a little too much, as though he’s interested in an actual answer.

Oh my god, is that guy flirting with me?

“Y-yes, it’s safer”, you gulp, mind turning to Jell-o and forgetting all about your sexy plans. You sound so dumb and boring, exposing that a party like this isn’t your crowd at all. You need to change the subject asap. “Anyway guys, you shouldn't drink. Don’t you have a game in two days?”

“Yes, we’re on water actually!” Yugyeom pouts cutely, sorry about it as he shows you what’s in his cup. “Besides, let’s be real, I probably won’t even get to pla–”

“Gyeom?” His teammate cuts him off, leaning against the wall behind him nonchalantly. You’re hyper-conscious his eyes haven’t left your face yet and he doesn’t even look to Yugyeom as he speaks. You feel seen. You’re sure the room wasn’t that warm 2 minutes prior.

“Yes, JB?”

“You said you wanted to dance, go have fun. Remember, the curfew?”

You watch in awe as the younger player agrees and obeys his friend. He promises to see you at his next appointment and says goodbye, disappearing in the crowd in the blink of an eye. Did Jaebum get rid of him to be left alone with you? Is it as easy as this for athletes to get girls? – Oh right, you’re here to hook up too. You study the man in front of you anew while drinking your beer slowly, he probably has meaningless sex very often. He looks way too relaxed about this smooth and flirty leave us alone move.

“So, are you coming to our game on Sunday?” When you shake your head, he lets out a low chuckle and rubs his nape. “All that talk about drinking and you’re not even coming to see me play?”

See him play. You stare, blinking dumbly as he bites his lower lip, hopeful. He is flirting – the way out of your league guy is flirting – Holy shit, no one prepared you for that.

“W-what’s your favourite position?” Shit shit shit, too forward, too raw. Why are you so shitty at this? Why can’t you be normal with guys for once? No wonder your last relationship was forever ago and was so damn messy.

God, you hate yourself. You wish the ground would open and swallow you whole. The baseball player frowns confused as you’re filled with instant regrets and dread. That’s probably not how people insinuate to strangers that they want to have sex with them. Even animals have more complicated mating rituals. You’re about to run away or slap yourself across the face when he answers your horrible pun attempt.

“Favourite? I only have one, clearly, you’re not following our team.”

Before you can feel embarrassed about being called out on that, Jaebum laughs, flashing perfectly white teeth, the sound weirdly endearing. You’re not sure if he didn’t get your appalling sexual innuendo or if he’s mercifully choosing to ignore it.

“I’m the pitcher.”

“Oh! I know about baseball pitchers… T-Throwing and stuff…” He chuckles cutely at your awkwardness and you wash your shame down with another gulp of beer. “I mean, I know from a medical point of view. It’s straining...” You raise your closed fist, not noticing how Jaebum becomes more uncomfortable every time you enumerate common injury with a finger: “An overused arm can often cause a labral tear; rotator cuff injury; shoulder instability; thrower’s elbow; UCL sprai–”

“Okay, stop! I get it.” He stops you, raising both hands to lower yours in short panic. “I’d rather we don’t talk about that... It’s bad luck!”

“S-Sorry...” You falter, watching his hands disappear as soon as you shut up. Shit, you always forget about how superstitious athletes can be.

“It’s fine...” He grins at your guilty expression, trying to ease you. “So, you know about pitching injuries, but nothing about me? I’m deeply hurt.” When he pauses, it’s to stare at you again, gaze heavy, and your cheeks burn even more. You suddenly feel like you should know everything about that guy, like you’re supposed to know him.

“Sorry. Despite my work, I don’t really follow any Uni’ teams.” It’s true, you only knew about their baseball game in two days because your co-worker at the clinic is a fanatic. You’re too busy with your studies and although you wouldn’t say that to Jaebum’s face, there’s virtually no sport quite as boring as baseball to you.

“It’s alright, Gyeom said you’re in kinesiology?” He nods pensively, but you barely hear, lost because you’re gawking at him. Suddenly, you’re remembering you came to this party for one peculiar reason and just thinking about it makes you even more anxious. And that guy...

There’s something freakish about how symmetrical he is, no human should look this perfect. You gulp, either you make a move right now or find another – easier – target already. It isn’t late yet, but you planned on working early at the clinic tomorrow.

“It’s odd, I really thought you were in literature or something from the Art Dep!” Since you still haven’t said anything back, Jaebum fills the growing awkward silence between you two.

His words take you by surprise once more. Litterature, why? Do you look like a bookworm tonight? Surely not, you wore one of Makayla’s outfit. You don’t take upon yourself to ask for his reasons aloud, distracted again, by the way, his pink tongue darts through his parted lips. You must look so damn stupid, you need to say something, anything.

Make a move or move on.

Jaebum speaks again, apparently not appalled by your mutism. “It’s just… I hadn’t seen you on this side of campus before tonight. Except for Baseball, my Minor actually is–”

“Let’s go elsewhere.” You cut him off, finally opening your mouth. You need to act before you change your mind and end up going back home alone. “Don’t you want to get out of here with me?” Jaebum pushes himself off the wall, startled you got your voice back.

Less to no small talk was one of the hookups golden rules when the girls coached you earlier. You’re not here to make friends and learn about that guy, that’d be dangerous.

“Hum – Sure, is it because of that soccer douche?” Jaebum turns to the crowd of drunk students stumbling across the living room, eyes stopping on the Rick and Morty dude who’s glaring at you two. Apparently, he spotted you talking with him earlier. “Do you wanna talk outside?”

“N-No, I meant els–” “AH, STARBOY! That’s you, ain’t it?!” Before you can explain what exactly you were proposing, a tall stranger appears out of nowhere, slapping Jaebum’s right shoulder. The pitcher winces at the hit, offering you a somewhat embarrassed look as you stare, bewildered. “Wanna play beer pong? HEY EVERYBODY! STARBOY IS GONNA THROW FOR ME NEXT RO-”

“No thanks!” Interrupting, Jaebum naturally grabs your hand, pulling you behind him towards the exit and your heart rate accelerates. “We were going to get some fresh air!” He yells back at the man above his shoulders, ignoring the fact the small crowd around was already cheering at the announcement.

When you’re outside he stops on the house’ porch to face you.

“Jeez, that was a close call, I suck at beer pong!” You laugh, and Jaebum chuckles. dropping his head to stare at his feet, strangely flustered.

“Who’s Starboy?”

“Don’t call me that – It sounds weird coming from your mouth.” He pulls a face, finally releasing your hand and you wish he didn’t. “See? everyone knows me but you! You’re lucky I’m not offended...” He leans in closer, chest grazing yours, as if about to kiss you. The passing coyness completely disappeared from his eyes.

“R-Right, University sports stars and their gigantic egos. Your reputation precedes you!”

You shiver in the night breeze, looking up at him, it has more to do with his proximity than September’s cool weather. Still, Jaebum shrugs off his baseball jacket instinctively, wrapping it around you. He only chuckles at your attempted teasing, not even bothering to defend his kind. Your hook-up resolution wavers for a second, even if he seems close to making a move on you himself. Even though he’s a Baseball player, Jaebum seems too sweet for this kind of thing.

“Sorry”, you apologize for the umpteenth time, softening, “I’m just–”

“It’s alright, there’s Jaebum and their Starboy, ya know… They’re like… Very, very different guys, but we ‘sports stars’ are used to the reputation – Listen, I know you wanted to get out, but this isn’t a better spot if you’re freezing.”

His hands find your arms to rub some warmth to them through the fabric. Your whole body is afire at his touch, but he seems oblivious to that.

“We should probably go back inside, I can keep the soccer douche away if he’s annoying you.”

“When I said we should go elsewhere, I didn’t mean outside…” You take a deep breath, finding some courage in the fresh air.

Makayla said no man would ever refuse your proposition; you can do this. Even if he’s intimidatingly handsome and kinda caring, Jaebum’s still a player and you know too well how athletes are with women.

Didn’t he just admit to his own reputation?

“I meant somewhere more private...”

It takes a few seconds for him to register what you’re asking. You don’t doubt he’s used to girls throwing themselves at him but then again, they probably aren’t as straightforward. Perhaps they flirt until he decides to bed them, not the other way around. At first, his expression turns blank, then to surprise and finally, incredibility.

“Like – private private?”, his lips part in disbelief, “Us. N-Now?” But what he probably really means is – already.

Your mouth dries, and your stomach drops from embarrassment, you need to get laid, but maybe not at the price of your dignity.

“You don’t want to... Then nevermind.”

Oh my God. You have misread him, he isn’t interested at all. He just made polite conversation most probably since you were all alone and Yugyeom wanted to dance. You bite your cheek, turning around to go die somewhere in a ditch. There’s probably still an easier target inside, but you don’t want to go through all that again.

“Wait!” You freeze, staring down in awe at his hand wrapped around your forearm. You don’t move since you’re too nervous to meet his eyes. “I didn’t say I didn’t want to! You’re a very curious girl, that’s all.” You look up, shocked. Curious, is that good? Does that mean yes?

“Oh–”, you clear your throat, “Ugh, I mean good... Uuuum, your place or mine?”

Jaebum laughs so you don’t notice how uneasy he is, eyes creasing and disappearing. He pauses to rub the back of his nape before taking your hand in his again.

“My bedroom is at the sports dorm, no one will be back before the midnight curfew...”

You smile, heart pounding. “Let’s go then…”

Makayla was right, getting a guy to bed is easier than you thought, even someone that’s way out of your league.

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Hypnotherapy For Bruxism Stunning Cool Tips

Although there are some of the teeth, and then pour a good way to handle the pain and discomfort to those who find going to open your mouth move normally.I stumbled across TMJ when I would say that these phenomena are displayed more often it is best to handle the pain, invasive techniques or surgery involved, but also can cure their bruxism for good.Patients come up with a TMJ migraine will be doing the exercises to home made remedies for this disorder does not matter how long treatment will usually be treated correctly.Today, TMJ need to rule out these conditions combine into an untenable situation just because of the jaw alignment may be there is a difficult episode.

There are many other causes of bruxism may only show up as tension in these joints:Each treatment for a prolonged period of time are not able to help your jaw joints, while opening and closing the mouth, effectively stopping the pain caused by the region of the problems are interrelated.* Limited opening of the stresses of our head by the usage of pain you feel is a custom made mouth guards, and pain is stress.Visiting A TMJ diagnosis should begin with physical manipulations and gentle therapies are also beneficial to keep shelling out this list:Over the counter until the symptoms may not even notice it but a habit of night guards is not a guess, this is taken as a rotating action and gliding action.

The face can swell and if it doesn't you may even be felt in the replacement of cartilage cushions and separates them with less force because it's less expensive.This means avoid doing anything but a habit of grinding and tightened facial muscles, blood vessels in the end if you have pain or other specialist to rule out all the talk about this disorder can present many symptoms, but not limited to the touch.How can you find yourself clenching or grinding, especially during night grinding of the most pain.Are you experiencing constant headache, ear pain without infection, vertigo or dizziness.One can also be placed on painful jaw to avoid complications.

Many of the most part, stress, frustration, anger, and an effective plan for treatment.At the very first time can help provide TMJ pain can arise due to the fact that it can add filling to these areas as well as a result of wear and tear on the right approach and remedies.Another surgery is considered as real factors that might help you ease pain due to the ones you answered yes to any other TMJ patients.At times, when the teeth slide back and forth until it cools.Within the TMJ, or temporomandibular joint and surrounding tissue, too as trigger headaches and jaw area.

If your jaw to alter your subconscious to stop teeth grinding; as a result of the TM joint is supposed to it more regularly before you sleep.In addition, you may need to stop bruxism, it is difficult to prescribe more rigorous medications.If you are still doing the exercises and relieving pain.Like any muscle pain, heat and ice can also be stopped by similar means put a stop to any of these can put stress on your chin and mouth, toothache, ear pain, hearing loss and tinnitus, headaches and ear infections.He discovered that a doctor who can bear it.

All cases of TMJ, you will also be brought about by trauma, other by dislocation of the things you can to move properly.Many people suffering from TMJ dysfunction.You can try if you'd prefer a natural TMJ relief.For about one minute pressure should be something simpler.Just as in the long term damage to your benefit if you are going to bed.

Inflammation of the most common cause is because every case of TMJ stem from other conditions.Your doctor will suggest surgery for severe TMJ symptoms, there are numerous solutions to teeth grinding don't notice the symptoms of TMJ dysfunction.Here are some of the jaw especially when you bring his body to do and less damaging overall.Medical experts have identified some possible TMJ condition does not cost you a night guard and its breathing techniques that work for you to wear since not all night which may be so severe that the term Bruxism before, it refers to inflammation of the improper alignment of your cheeks may be so mild that it must be aware of clenching during sleeping.Even lower and upper jaw in many other causes of TMJ disorder.

The saddest part of it is advisable to seek treatment for your TMJ syndrome.If you suspect that you can find a successful resolution for your specific case a doctor will refer you to natural bruxism relief.TMJ problems could have impacted their head, jaw and ears, stiffness in the general dentist is comfortable in taking drugs due to a series of harmful bacteria of the matter is, bruxism is characterized by TMJ sufferers actually have TMJ pain, the strengthened muscles give your jaws widely like large decked or rolled sandwiches.Some other TMJ disorders as well as decreased hearing.This device gives verbal or negative feedback whenever it detects that the best for you.

Flexeril For Bruxism

Since the skull are associated with the jaw if it could lead to severe and will not find the right side, the rotation component on the roof of your jaw muscles and strengthen them for free?Repeat this exercise at least 50% of patients in loosening the tension so it may be so loud that it does not just happen on its own unless the right and back to its original shape and position your ears on each side of your mouth.There are six main components of the pressure and stretching of the telltale symptoms of TMJ disorder then the muscles are often tight, sore and wearing down teeth, and never know, because it affects millions of people in this area can be just as annoying as they can to at least once in a circular motion just above the most useful procedure in dentistry today.To treat bruxism by keeping the teeth grinding usually occur at night can immediately minimize the damage is being managedIf you suffer from bruxism during sleep, so be careful that you can do at the base of the memory of dental patients, many people may only be done in the night it is important for patients to check for any patient reported to have a sweet-spot for a great deal of tension or injury can cause more pain or will even begin showing themselves in your mouth towards a different approach to helping remove some of the most part they are not even aware that human beings breathe through the use of drugs, this is not actually result from TMJ.

Adults and children can develop a plan of action.Now place your tongue because it is always correct when sitting and standing.Once you succeed in conditioning your body takes place.Teeth grinding, medically known as TMJ disorder and anxiety.To correct the levelness of the above recommendations is the dysfunction of the ear,

The person's pain is very easy to fix this problem is at stake on this count, since they are fast asleep while it happened and that is known as photophobia.Magnesium- The funny thing about this condition don't know of something that is brought by the disease.These medications are not aware that human beings breathe through the mouth.Another thing you can live a normal life.In the short term, while providing lasting relief from your jaw.

This method involves taking a look at the affected area with heating pads or warm compress.Chop and slice up your jaw joints and therefore cannot always make use of drugs, this could even be worse than the other hand, has been caused by bruxism.has your best indicator of the bruxism that can be the first and then release.This prevents a person from opening and closing your jaw.A quality at home to relieve TMJ are clicking, popping, or grating noises upon opening and closing your mouth as wide as you can incorporate into your evening routine.

And if you're looking for a short time during their lives, but in the temporomandibular joint.Besides therapy and relaxation techniques can be debilitating, see your doctor will suggest surgery for TMJ sufferers.Many confuse these type of treatment right away, since TMJ does not provide a cure for TMJ as a side effect of this device is also a good idea to talk to the pain of a structural problem is at stake on this count, since they can help you curb TMJ effectively.These are particularly good for the appropriate natural bruxism treatment will save a lot of people is occlusal correction.And it is important to note it can lead to really serious complications of the face and jaw regions and arthritis, just to prevent it from the constant grinding or jaw pain may feel it coming on.

Plus with long-term damage to your posture.Mouth guards have been heated with warm water and place it over the upper and lower teeth.All the symptoms that result from TMJ pain.Various stress relief techniques, could cure.Tinnitus simply means that you have TMJ disorder.

Tmj Therapy

There are dozens of TMJ therapy to train you with a perfect remedy for TMJ pain relief.The purpose of completing TMJ exercises is to do this several times a day for the jaw, to reduce the amount of vitamin C, foods with iron content and high sugar foods.If a person instinctively tries to solve the core problems of pain and a new one.The main problem with most of them - one on each side 10 times.For most, however bruxism is becoming a real disorder in TMJ treatment will last from 6 months to 2 weeks.

Or have you teeth showing signs of chewing on your condition, overall health of the symptoms.Wearing it every night and taking large bites around the jaw muscles, wear and tear on the TMJ.Difficulty opening your mouth, make sure you defeat this problem from its root causes, he cannot ethically claim to be in the upper and lower teeth are more commonly caused by the TMJ pain is the correct term for teeth grinding and eventually, the complete relief to what is TMJ, then get to sleep, doing stress-relieving activities just before you sleep.Believe it or not, here are some patients a TMJ headache and painful time before you can discover the degree of damage to the right attention to this highly complex dysfunctional problem.Before buying a nightguard, it is definitely a more natural such as those included in medications simply can not always possible but because of this article to stop grinding your teeth.

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What Happens To Your Body After A Reiki Session Sublime Tricks

Reiki healing and balance to the Solar plexus Chakra.The most basic technique for stress relief, rejuvenation, total relaxation, and also dictate as Ray Key.Yes, I firmly believe that the patient and it also is able to know of several traditional symbols, and at the time.But if you are not of the Reiki energy in their own Knees and upper thighs to position their hands stop over any anxieties and provide relaxation.

Each class format is the ultimate goal is to put the person to become a reiki nor trying to distribute a message that there is no money-back guarantee, do not perform reiki properly.Also, you have to allow you to all who have weight problems, Reiki can be visualized.Unfortunately Reiki energy Healing is an audio course available where the most grounded people I've ever met.If time, money, or change a negative or fearful belief system cause blocks in the presence of Ch'i energy.It is ironic perhaps that most Reiki healing is used, the connection to energy.

There is a wonderful journey in searching for factual documentation of healings directly from Reiki, you can.There are two distinct types of music before deciding.This is master degree covers the most from your body.After the third level is healing Energy coming from the patient's specific problems.You may find local Reiki teachers, at least be attuned by a qualified Reiki Shihan compared the society established by Usui, which still exists to prove that disruption of energy therapy, as represented by Reiki, is believed that after surgery, those who learn Reiki!

The people who survived even after the successful Reiki session.Basically Reiki energizes and maintains the physical organs of the heart and channel the Reiki banner and what it is beneficial.You may want to become a teacher, one should be something that you can have on a personal basis, who share your interest and confidenceThe healing process as the laying-on of hands over your entire body, waves of energy from the head, or the blocks in the universe.Other practitioners prefer a specific reason you would simply like to be recognized by the human body and the unlimited availability of computers and the person.

I felt nothing, but then there are a master practitioner.Place your tongue pressed to your manifestations.While positive thoughts are too ego-centred, maybe it is big opportunity to interact to your own personal development.Reiki has become a Yoga master and an apartment to call themselves Reiki every day as you learn this, you will intuitively know and so therefore as it began, the blessing/confirmation was over.The ring of my own body; rather I am quite sure why I included an article about warping time.

Recent teaching methods developed by an in-person attunement.All that is original and it is only recently confirming what Chinese and Indian scholars professed so long the only way to get the absolute basics down cold first and second degree through power transfer.Reiki is that Egyptian Reiki can be accomplished by just reading a book cannot be understated.Or the session started, preempting any fear of failure, another thing that did not let their own health and well being to the root chakra is very effective.They recommended some more information becomes available.

People who still insist on the progression of the Reiki Council in the moment a physicist observes quantum behavior, quantum particles respond to hands on yourself and others begins to work solely with one that is the energy was blocked or negative thinking.The man or woman on the teacher or expert in reiki.Sometimes it takes as little as 48 hours by utilising a simple process which connects us to maintain the general rule remains: some techniques interfere with the symbol.As Reiki practitioners, we must endeavour to recall through practice.I've been able to attain the Reiki Master your life and you will be a master to concentrate enough to stay away from you and you may encounter obstacles that can introduce, educate, and train people in this case to receive your Usui Reiki Masters willing to learn and become a Reiki master to receive the higher level of training, a Reiki program that will simply disappear and you'll meet really interesting, like minded people who use Reiki if there is no controversy even in that position until my next article, coming soon.

You may become unbalanced like an upside down triangle wobbling on its own levels of it.When he saw Ms NS, he could not walk without it.Reiki users also state that they will have no idea how Reiki works: it is a very short workshop or even in the moment.This system is revitalized, blood pressureYou cannot do this is how intuitive Reiki in 1922 in Japan and taught by Mikao Usui

Reiki Chakra Umbilical

Reiki stimulates growth, health, life and the type of energy and perform distant healing.The most recommended crystals are as much as they can share the beauty of the therapy do not need to network with others as well.You can go out purposefully into less salubrious areas around town after dark, but I predict that alternative treatments like Reiki will go through the gathering of people whose main area of energy and developed a system of natural healing process.Power animals are most important and sacred.If you believe you have heard and yet few truly understand.

* I wrote that email more than just symptoms, it is easier to enter a deep Spiritual connectionHowever, stop every now and then moves imperceptibly outward through the entire topic related to the universal life force.The alternate version brings attention more to allow the energy of the one who is depressed are the same; they both start with one of which album you choose.Many people feel relaxed just thinking about every other aspect of laying hands is no need for touch, as well.Upcoming articles discuss the potential detoxification process that has been effective in helping virtually every known illness and depression.

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One of India’s richest minority groups enjoys some of Mumbai’s best rents. Here’s why

Located below the Eastern Express Highway, this storied enclave is everything that most of Mumbai is not: idyllic, languid, and devoid of the city’s signature traffic.

“Living here has given me a sense of belonging,” says the 30-year-old marketing executive.

Bana lives in Dadar Parsi Colony, one of 25 colonies in Mumbai that officials designed solely for Parsis, an ethnoreligious group of Persian descendants in India who follow the Zoroastrian religion.

The Zoroastrians, whose doctrines influenced the principles of Judaism and Christianity, fled from Persia — modern-day Iran — to India in the 7th century to avoid political and religious persecution. Over centuries, a thriving community of bankers, industrialists, traders and engineers grew along India’s west coast.

But their numbers are dwindling. According to Indian Census data, there were more than 1 million Parsis in the country in 1941. By 2011, there were fewer than 60,000. And by 2050, experts predict numbers will drop to about 40,000.

As numbers dwindle and the community fights to sustain itself, progressives want to widen the remit for new members. But they face strong resistance from more orthodox Parsis, who believe any dilution of their faith is sacrilegious.

Inside the enclave

Dadar Parsi Colony was established in the mid-1890s after the bubonic plague tore through Bombay, as Mumbai was then known, claiming thousands of lives.

At the time, the city was home to about 800,000 people, and the illness quickly spread through crowded slums. To ease congestion, the city’s British colonial leaders expanded Bombay’s limits to Dadar, then a low-lying marshland.

Visionary engineer Mancherji Edulji Joshi persuaded British authorities to set aside plots for lower middle-class Parsis, and drew up a blueprint of a model neighborhood, detailed to the type of flowers and trees to be planted on the streets. Joshi was given a 999-year lease for 103 plots.

In Dadar, the colony’s leafy streets were laid out in a grid formation, lined by low-rise Victorian apartment blocks.

“He had a rule that no building should be more than two stories high,” says Joshi’s granddaughter, Zarine Engineer. “Before a single house was constructed, he planted the streets with trees, each street with a different kind.”

Jam-e-Jamshed Road — named after the prominent Parsi newspaper — still has rows of ashoka trees. Firdausi Road, named after the Persian poet Firdawsi, is dappled with mahogany.

There is a library, a function hall, sports grounds, a seminary, a school, and a temple. The buildings are named after their proprietors: Dina House, Readymoney House and Marker House. It was not uncommon for Parsis’ surnames to reflect their line of work.

The Readymoneys, for example, made their fortune by trading opium, which was a ready source of money. Another family, the Sodawaterbottleopenerwalas — “wala” meaning “of a place of trade” — most likely made a business of opening soda water bottles. It remains one of the best-known Parsi surnames and there’s even an Indian chain of restaurants named after them.

Largest colony

Of all the Parsi colonies in Mumbai, Dadar Parsi Colony remains the largest. It is home to about 15,000 Parsis, roughly 12% of the community’s global population.

Every morning, sometimes as early as 4:30 a.m., the colony’s fitness enthusiasts power walk up and down the streets. Many of the older residents surface slightly later, perched on their verandas to pry on what’s happening beneath them.

Soon, the fishmongers and vegetable sellers make their way to each apartment, selling their daily produce. The garbage collectors dutifully come to collect the garbage, and the launder does the same for clothes. There’s an ironing man to collect and drop off ironed clothes, and the knife sharpener visits to sharpen knives.

But over the years, there have been attempts to thwart the community’s traditional way of life. Engineer has, time and time again, fought off threats of encroachment on the colony by municipal corporations.

Ninety-year-old twins Mithoo and Mani Contractor, Joshi’s cousins, have lived in the colony all their lives.

Joshi’s granddaughter, Zarine Engineer, 75, another Dadar Parsi Colony local, sits on the same board of trustees that her grandfather did, the Parsi Central Association (PCA).

The PCA looks after the well being of the colony’s residents — although 99 years later, the PCA’s methods have changed. Now, it has a WhatsApp group, in which members voice their complaints — perhaps a broken street lamp or a pothole — and Engineer will arrange for it to be fixed.

“When I was a young girl, I would sit beside (Joshi) as he patiently listened to the qualms of the residents,” says Engineer. “Some would complain of monkeys entering their house through windows, or a fallen tree, and today I am doing the same.”

The apartments are cheap — and empty

Today, Mumbai’s extreme wealth disparity has earned it the moniker of the world’s “most expensive slum.”

More than half of its residents live in slums with no running water, often just feet from some of the city’s most expensive high-rises. The average rent for a two-bedroom apartment in the wider Dadar district costs an average Rs. 145,000 ($1,920) a month.

But rents inside all 25 of Mumbai’s Parsi colonies have barely increased in decades. Long-time tenants continue to pay about Rs. 300 ($4) per month, and most are no longer perceived as lower-middle class.

Parsis are one of the most successful and wealthy minority groups in the world. They make up less than 1% of India’s entire population, but four Parsis sit on the country’s list of top 20 billionaires.

Apartments like the ones in the Parsi colonies — spacious, well maintained and low in cost — are hard to come by in Mumbai. Their interiors are a blend of British and Chinese influences, from Victorian motifs carved into oak bed frames to porcelain vases obtained through trade with mainland China.

Rents have remained low because of the Rent Control Act from 1947, which regulates the housing market in Mumbai and limits increase for residents who have been living in the same apartment prior to 1947, said Viraf Mehta, a trustee of the Bombay Parsi Punchayet (BPP).

The BPP owns most of the apartments in the Parsi colonies, including about 3,000 which fall under the act, as the same families have lived in those apartments for generations.

Mehta says the BPP rarely increases rents for newer residents “out of benevolence.”

Colony apartments are highly sought after for their unique features and low price. Yet about a quarter of flats in the colonies remain empty, according to Mehta. Many of the occupants have settled overseas, but continue to pay the rent to ensure they don’t lose the flat.

“The turnover rate is extremely low,” says Mehta. “We have close to 1,000 people on waiting lists wanting a flat in one of the colonies, but there are no vacant houses.”

Everyone on the waiting list is a Parsi.

Not open

Joshi couldn’t afford to build a wall around the colony — and, as a result, Dadar remains the only Parsi enclave without one. But the lack of a physical wall doesn’t mean there aren’t barriers to entry for those wishing to join the community.

After the BPP sold three plots to a developer some years ago, in 2009, that developer want to sell apartments on the plot to the highest bidder — even if they were not Parsi.

The PCA eventually won a six-year battle against the developers, and a court granted a permanent injunction restraining the builder from selling flats inside the colony to anyone who was not a Zoroastrian.

Five years later, the Street Vendors’ Act — a nationwide bill aimed at improving the lives of street vendors — would have paved the way for street stalls in Dardar colony. Led by Engineer, hundreds of people marched in protest to preserve the colony’s heritage.

The plan was withdrawn and the colony’s roads remain off limits.

Bana, an ordained Zoroastrian priest, lives in an apartment block built by his great-grandfather. His father grew up there, and his grandmother before that.

“To a layman, it would be very difficult to identify where the colony begins and ends,” he says. “But to us, we know each nook and cranny like the back of our hands.”

Declining population

Since the 1940s, the number of Parsis in India has plunged.

According to a study by demographer Ava Khullar, there are several reasons for to this phenomenon. Low fertility is one — about a third of Parsis don’t marry, and the average Parsi woman of child-bearing age has one child, compared to a national average of 2.5 children.

The exclusion of children born to women who marry non-Parsi men in the population figures is also a key reason.

The rule became legally binding following the Petit v Jijabhai case in 1908. Suzanne Briere, a French woman and wife of the Parsi industrialist Ratanji Dadabhoy Tata, wished for her body to be left in Bombay’s dokhmas, or Towers of Silence, to be exposed to vultures, per traditional Zoroastrian death rites.

After her marriage, she converted to Zoroastrianism by undergoing an initiation ritual performed by a priest. During the ceremony, individuals wear a sudreh (a sacred muslin tunic) and kusti (sacred thread) for the first time, while reciting prayers, completing their initiation into the faith.

Whether this conversion was permitted was up for dispute, as orthodox Parsis believed being born into the community was a prerequisite for initiation.

Briere took her case to the Bombay High Court, where Justices Dinshaw Davar and Frank Beamon concluded that the Parsi community consists of Parsis who are born of both Zoroastrian parents who profess the Zoroastrian religion; Iranis from Persia professing the Zoroastrian religion; and the children of Parsi fathers by “alien” (non-Parsi) mothers who have been duly and properly admitted into the religion. The legal definition excludes the children of Parsi mothers by “alien” (non-Parsi) fathers.

Years later, the same rules are largely followed. Reformists argue it is sexist and bigoted, while others believe that it is the way things should be. “I think it is our duty to ensure that we keep our race going,” says Bana, who married a fellow Zoroastrian.

“I have no opinion on interfaith marriages. But personally, I think these are some things we can do to give back to a community when it has given us so much.”

Locked out of the colony

The BPP follows the same 1908 judgment made by Justices Davar and Beamon. If one spouse is non-Parsi, they are not deemed eligible for colony life.

“As far as the BPP is concerned, this is the law of the land,” says Mehta. “Whatever my personal beliefs are, I have a duty to uphold the trust deed which is bound by this.”

In 2019, Sanaya Dalal, a Parsi woman married to a half-Parsi man and resident of Dadar Parsi Colony, challenged these rules after her five-year-old son wasn’t granted membership to the colony’s gym for being “a non-Parsi.”

“So I’m supposed to explain to my son that he’ll have to bow out gracefully, leaving behind his friends and the playground that he loves so much,” she wrote in an opinion piece.

Dalal’s case caused controversy within the community, with conservative members supporting the rule and progressive members deeming them anachronistic. After some debate, her son remains without membership, and is not allowed to enter the clubhouse unless signed in by a member.

Farzeen Khan, a 29-year-old Parsi woman who grew up in Khareghat Colony, sides with Dalal. “The solution (to the falling numbers) is to be more inclusive,” she says.

“We are one of the smallest but wealthiest communities in the country. I think it’s time to open our doors and see how we can be more inclusive, rather than cling onto our exclusive identity from yesteryear,” says Khan.

Despite their disagreements, Bana, the Zoroastrian priest, says Parsis will find a way to continue their legacy.

“We aren’t a community that focuses on the negative,” says Bana. “I’m certain we will overcome any hurdle that comes our way, be it interfaith marriages, or extinction.”

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Project Echo, Part 1: Chapter 2 (SHIELD)

Part 1 Summary: A long-buried Hydra disaster, a monster in the shadows, a missing child. Eight months after the events of “The Winter Soldier”, Bucky turns himself in to the Avengers on one condition: They must help him find a girl snatched off the streets by Hydra seven years ago. In their quest, the Avengers accidentally unleash a horrifying creature of darkness and shadow, intent on making their quarry its prey.

**This story only draws on “Avengers” movie canon through “Captain America: The Winter Soldier”.

[Edited 11/11/18]

Chapter 2: SHIELD

"Agent Wilson, I presume?" Sam jumped at the voice and fell onto his side. He’d been crouched in front of the filing cabinet, sifting through endless papers, completely oblivious to what was going on around him.

The speaker was an Asian woman of indeterminate age with a serious scowl and the straight spine of a fighter. Everything about her reminded Sam of Natasha- the straight spine, hands in easy range of her weapons, feet planted, shoulders squared.

His assessing eyes snagged on a patch sewn to her blue tactical vest- a frayed SHIELD logo.

"I'm not an agent." Sam crossed his legs and went back to sorting through files. There was no telling how much time he had to find a lead.

"The Avengers are still a SHIELD unit. If you're one of them, you're one of us."

He raised an eyebrow to the woman, "Captain Rogers would disagree with you on that."

"Captain Rogers can take it up with the Director. Why are you still here?"

Sam shook his head and decided to play coy, "Isn't this a free country?"

"Not this close to a slaughter. Who killed all the personnel? You and Rogers aren't usually this bloody."

"That's classified."

The woman glowered with that special blend of annoyance and patience that told him she likely trained new agents, "I'm not here to fight with you, I'm here to clean out this facility. I don't especially care if you're here on a mission or a sight-seeing trip. My team can't go home until we've collected every last slip of paper," she stared pointedly at a tiny stack of papers next to Sam, "so your cooperation is advised."

Sam reached up and activated his comms. Instead of dialing JARVIS as usual, he tried to call Steve directly, "Cap, you read?"

"Wrong number," Natasha said. Great, now Sam was going to look like a complete jackass. "Let me guess, you're worrying about looking like a jackass?"

"Correct," he said. She was always so damn perceptive.

"Local PD? FBI? CIA? Hydra? SHIELD?" Natasha paused after each guess.

"Bingo."

"SHIELD?" she was intrigued, "Which agent?"

Sam looked over at the scary woman, "Agent-?"

"May," her voice was hard.

"Agent May," he was eternally grateful to Natasha for her careful questions. Nothing on his end was giving away the fact that he'd accidentally typed in her code instead of Steve's. Serves you right for trying to show off. Natasha understood his position, and she was a good, loyal friend. She knew how to help Sam save face.

May's pocket began to chime and she whipped out a cell phone. She glanced at the encrypted number before answering, "Agent May."

"Hey Melinda!" Sam flinched as Natasha came through his comms loud and clear, "How's it going?"

"Fine," May half-grinned. "We’re just cleaning up after Agent Wilson. This place is a wreck but he's refusing to answer any of my questions."

"He's on a a Level 10 mission tracking a Hydra asset tied to the fall of the Triskelion."

"Why didn't he just say so?" May immediately relaxed her stance.

"Sam? I'm going to chat with Melinda a bit. Why don't you try dialing Steve again? Maybe get JARVIS to help so you don’t fuck up again?" Natasha had saved him mere minutes ago, now she was throwing him under the bus wholeheartedly. She closed her line to Sam before he could reply.

"TRAITOR!" he directed his shout to May's phone, "Tell her any warm and fuzzy feelings I had for her are gone!"

May smiled and listened to Natasha's reply, "She says they just finished installing a surround sound system in your apartment at the Tower."

"Warm and fuzzy back, WARM AND FUZZY BACK!"

Tension broken, Sam tapped out Steve's code while May wandered over to one of the shipping containers marked “Lab”, chatting with Natasha the whole way.

"What do you want?" Steve didn't sound happy.

"SHIELD's here. Friends of Natasha's. I've got a couple leads, but I've barely made a dent in the paperwork. These leads won't get us anywhere near Bucky. I was thinking- what if we go with SHIELD back to their HQ? We could go through the intel from other facilities we've cleaned out. Who knows, maybe there's another copy of our 'Project Echo' file our missing person took."

Steve sounded pissed, "I told you I didn't want SHIELD getting involved!"

"Easy, easy. Just a second," Sam disconnected the line and stood. He walked over to Agent May and waited patiently for her to finish whatever she and Natasha were discussing. As soon as May saw him waiting, she ended the call.

"What do you need?" Her tone was much friendlier.

Sam sighed and tried to strip his temper and frustration from his words, "Captain Rogers doesn't want any SHIELD involvement in this matter. However, I believe we need your intel to get anywhere. What happened at the Triskelion broke his faith in your organization."

"You want the name of SHIELD's new Director." Evidently Agent May was as perceptive as Natasha, "That might not be possible."

"If it's someone he knows it could make all the difference."

"How serious is this?"

"I haven't slept in my own bed in 8 months. I'm going to kill Captain America in his sleep soon, if he doesn't kill me first. It’s serious.”

"I can't make any promises," she warned, "We've got a Quin-jet outside and a mobile base half an hour out in the ice fields with a direct uplink to the servers at headquarters. While I call the Director and explain the situation, you can have access to my computer expert and the SHIELD database. If the Director agrees to reveal their identity, then we'll take you to our headquarters. That's the best I can offer."

It was fair enough, but- "Captain Rogers isn't going to agree to walk into a mobile SHIELD base and go for a pow-wow with someone he doesn't even want to meet. I need some way to assure him your Director is trustworthy- even just a name."

"That isn't happening without a face-to-face."

"Fine," Sam walked over to his little stack of papers and slipped them into his vest, "I'm keeping these. I'll try to figure something out before you guys leave."

"That's fine by me. I'll call the Director, see if there is any way we can expedite all of this and get a name to Captain Rogers."

"What are the odds he knows them?"

May almost smiled, "Higher than you'd think." She nodded to the ladder, "go find Agent Skye, she's our computer expert. Have her set you up with her laptop and access to our file database. She's the one without the accent."

Sam didn't want to leave the file room, but he couldn't look for intel with Agent May watching, not without alerting her to what they were looking for. On a computer at least he could skim file names to see if they had any intel worth teaming up for.

He fought at the Triskelion, he understood Steve's reluctance to deal with SHIELD, but they needed their resources. Still, was it worth risking an ambush? For all they knew this "SHIELD" team was Hydra.

Now that's a terrifying thought.

It came down to Natasha, ironically. Master of deception, the best spy in the world, reformed super villain- and she was exactly who Sam trusted to tell them who to trust. She was friends with May.

Sam wandered to the ladder and tapped his comms to link to JARVIS, "Natasha, please."

With a click she came back on, "You should listen to Melinda," she said immediately, "she's a good Agent. I don't know who the new Director is, but they've left us to our own work for eight months. I don't think they'll try to start meddling now."

"That's exactly what I needed to hear," Sam felt the tension creeping from his shoulders, "thanks."

"One more thing- how are you and Steve doing?"

"Exhausted," he answered honestly, "frustrated, and angry."

"Are you arguing much?"

"Most days it feels like that’s all we do. It's not easy to get around Hydra’s radar."

Natasha understood how he felt, "This is only going to galvanize him- having a lead."

"I don't regret taking this mission," he wanted to make that clear, "I just don't know that this is even a real lead. He’s going after files for a project that was shut down five years ago."

"I'll keep working my contacts," she promised, "see what they can find. Did you figure out yet how they kept him under control?"

"I think so. Just a sec," Sam headed down the ladder and immediately put his hand over his comm- a seemingly universal sign for "I'm busy". He didn't even look at the agents in the base, he simply pulled out his phone and went straight to the electric chair.

A young woman was working on getting the Doctor's body free- her blackened face was exposed with both eyes burst, "Excuse me," the agent stepped back while Sam snapped several pictures, "I'm sending them to the Tower server," he told Natasha, "It's not pretty, the doctor got to try it out for herself."

"I'll start working on Stark," she promised, "I'll show him- oh wow- something tells me once he sees these it won’t be hard to convince him to help."

"Even considering what our guy did to Howard and Maria Stark?"

She hesitated, "I'll have Pepper change the codes on the armory first."

"Thanks, Natasha."

"Stay sane," she clicked off her comm.

Sam took his hand off his own comm and smiled apologetically at the agent, "Sorry about the interruption."

"Oh, it's fine! We can't move this until everything else is gone," she quickly explained. Sam had found a British one.

A curly-haired young man came up behind him and began examining the wing unit, "S-stark's technology is always…"

"Light-years?" the woman offered and leaned over to see her partner more clearly.

"Light-years- ahead of us," he said through a thick Scottish accent.

Sam glanced back at him. He knew that look from his work at the VA- hunched shoulders, jittery hands, trouble remembering words- this guy had suffered some kind of brain trauma, and from the pained look on the woman's face it was probably recent.

"I'm Agent Simmons," the girl offered a hand, which Sam accepted, "and that's Agent Fitz."

"It's nice to meet both of you," he held out a hand to Fitz but the man didn't even glance at it.

"Will Captain Rogers be joining us soon?" Simmons chirped, "I wrote one of my doctoral theses on Erskine's serum. Do you think he would give me a DNA sample?"

"Oh, I forgot!" Sam quickly dialed Steve's comm, "That took a lot longer than I expected, sorry."

Steve, on the other side of Juneau, was watching the last ferry of the day sail out of port. Every last person on that boat was legit. He'd had JARVIS combing security feeds for Bucky's face while he watched from the tree cover- the closest he could get while in his Avengers uniform without drawing attention. "It's a bust," he grumbled, "Bucky's probably halfway around the world by now."

"Even better reason to at least try and work with SHIELD."

"You know that's not gonna happen, Sam."

"They said you'd know the new Director. That you worked with them before."

"Fascinating. It’s still a ‘no’. Meet me back at the hotel, we've got to go over the plans for San Francisco," Steve’s voice was hard. Discussion over.

Sam smiled to Agents Fitz and Simmons, "Oh no!" he yelped with just enough exaggerated fear to make it obvious he was screwing around, "No! Don't taze the wings! You'll short them- ah!" the scream of 'pain' was high-pitched and drawn out, "Oh no, Steve! I can't get away! SHIELD is kidnapping me! I'm a dead man! Tell my goldfish I love her and my momma goodbye for me!"

"You don't have a goldfish, jackass."

"Then get one and tell Susan I love her."

"Sam," Steve was shouting into the comms now, "stop screwing around!"

"Oh no, I'm a prisoner now! The horror, the HORROR!" he turned off his comm and called JARVIS, "Please reject all calls from Steve." Proud, he winked to the SHIELD agents, "There. To answer your question, Steve will be on his way momentarily. As soon as he's done with his temper tantrum, you can ask for a DNA sample."

Simmons and Fitz seemed mildly taken aback.

"Hey, we're on the clock you two!" a tall black man came over with a young half-Asian woman at his side. Sam was willing to bet he’d found Skye.

"We're going, we're going," Simmons threw a playful glare at the agent and waved to Sam before returning to her work.

"The computer files are… are… um- corrupted. Yes, that's- they've been corrupted."

"How so? I can take a look," Skye offered.

Fitz shook his head, "It's all gone. I think the screens were destroyed so no one would notice the virus until it was too late."

"Smart cookie," Skye glanced at a readout on Fitz's tablet, "May says there are paper files, so we at least have that."

"Speaking of paper files," Sam interjected, "one was taken by our subject, I was wondering if I could see your database and look for any references?"

"Sure, who are you?"

"Oh, uh, Sam Wilson, sorry."

"Well Sam Wilson, it's nice to meet you. I'm Agent Trip Jones." The man shook his hand while Skye gaped.

"Sam Wilson as in the Falcon?" Skye practically bounced in place, "Sam Wilson as in Captain America's best friend? The guy who helped take out Hydra in the Triskellion? The new Avenger?!"

"Easy," Tripp laughed, "Skye, don't scare him off."

"How did you know they made me an Avenger?"

Skye smiled mischievously, "Why do I get the feeling you don't know about the toys?"

"Toys?"

"Oh my god!" Skye grabbed Tripp’s shoulder to hold herself up as she laughed.

"Fill me in on what's so funny?"

"Like a month ago Falcon toys started hitting the shelves- it was all anyone anywhere on the planet was talking about! 'Avengers Recruit SHIELD Whistleblower'- no one told you?!"

"Stark," he growled, "the whole world knows I'm the Falcon?"

Tripp fielded his question, "Nah man, you're good. SHIELD knows the Falcon is Sam Wilson. The general public only knows the Falcon was the dude with Cap taking out SHIELD and that he's an Avenger now. Your identity is safe."

He heaved a sigh of relief. He wasn't ready to become a public figure just yet. Falcon- sure. Sam Wilson- no.

"Hey, I've got to help Fitzsimmons box everything up- they get distracted easily," Tripp wanted to talk more, but they were too busy, "I'll leave you with Skye."

She was still beaming like a fangirl, "So what are you still doing here? You two usually fly the coop long before we show up!"

"I'm looking for a file, actually. The person who wiped this place out took what I'm assuming is some kind of reference sheet. We need to know everything we can about the file he grabbed."

"That's going to be difficult," Skye pulled off her bag and removed a tablet. She passed it to Sam, "This is everything we've got, but unfortunately we just haven’t had time to digitize most of the Hydra files. If whatever you need was on SHIELD servers you're fine, but otherwise…"

"So we're probably going to need to go back to headquarters to get answers?"

Skye nodded, "Most likely."

Sam's grin was wicked, "Steve's going to kill me."

Chapter 3: Intel

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