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I knew that Ray liked to party, but this was a little too much. He was on the dance floor with a spaced out look in his eye, dancing like he’d just stepped out of some 1980s music video. The people around him didn’t seem all that put off, but they were probably almost as high as he was.

Almost, being the operative word in that sentence.

Look, I get it. I like to party too from time to time. But you gotta be smart about it. You gotta know where your limit is, and I don’t think that Ray knew his limit.

***

I’d never actually been to this part of town before, but hey, there’s a first time for everything, right? Ray and I had just closed the deal of our careers and figured a little celebration was in order. I’d initially figured we’d just have a few drinks and maybe get laid. But when he broke out the molly, I wasn’t going to say no and the next hour or so after that was fucking killer.

Then we’d ran into that dude at the bar.

This guy was… well, he looked like he was on drugs, not like he sold them. He had messy hair, a grin that said: ‘I just farted!’ and I’m pretty sure he was covered in glitter. He was wearing a hot pink suit, with a neon blue bowtie, on top of a regular black tie. Yeah. Two ties.
Anyways, he must’ve realized that we were also high off our asses, because as we took a seat at the bar he came right over to us, wearing that ‘I just farted’ grin and chatted us up.
“Hey man! You two having a good time tonight?”
“Fuck yeah we are!” Ray replied, “Fucking love your getup, man!”
“Aww hell yeah, brother!”

The Glitter Man went in for a high five and Ray reciprocated.
“You having a party?” He asked.
“Yeah, just closed a fuckin BIG ASS client. Fuck yeah, we’re having a party!”
“Oh man, then I’ve got just the thing for you! Check this shit out.”

Glitter Man reached into his suit jacket and took out a gunmetal gray cigarette case. He opened it, showing us a collection of small neon blue pills inside.
“These right here? These are gonna kick your night up a whole other notch,” He promised. “You want in?”

Ray stared down at the pills, and I could see his eyes widening like a kid who'd just walked into a candy shop.
“Fuck yeah, I want in!” He said with barely a moment of hesitation, and that is when I stepped in.
“Wait up, the fuck are these?” I asked. “Molly?”

“Nah, man. It’s a new thing. Been calling it Blue Lagoon. Trust me, this is the shit! One pill… and you’re never gonna forget tonight. I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds.”
“How much?” Ray asked.
“Tell you what, man. I’ll hook you both up for ten bucks a pop!”

Ray started reaching for his wallet, but I stopped him.
“Dude, we don’t even know what this shit is!” I said.
“C’mon, loosen your asshole and live a little, Geoff!” Ray replied, pulling away from me. “Sorry about my friend, man. He just needs a few more drinks.”
“Hey, no worries!”

Ray handed over twenty bucks and Glitter Man dropped two pills into his hand, before taking off.
“See you around!” He said, and that was it.
“You in this with me?” Ray asked, offering me one of the pills.

I didn’t answer, so he started making a ticking clock noise.
“Times almost up…” He sang, “You gonna get the stick out of your ass and party like a man, or are you gonna pussy out?”

I took the pill, sighed and put it in my mouth.
“ATTA FUCKIN’ BOY!” Ray cried and slapped me on the back, before taking his own pill. “Thought for sure you were gonna go all fuckin’ soft on me!” He teased, “Go full Mr. Mackey from South Park. ‘Drugs are bad, M’kay!’” He laughed at his own bad impression of the show.

He turned back to the bar, reaching into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes.
“Hey, my buddy and I are gonna have two dry martinis!” He said, “Dirty as you can fuckin’ make them!”

He popped one of the cigarettes into his mouth, and that was around the time I noticed that the world around me seemed… off…

I blinked slowly, looking around at the people in the bar. I could’ve sworn that I saw flowers blooming on their skin, but it was hard to get a look at them. They only ever seemed to be there when I wasn’t looking directly at them. From the corner of my eye, I thought I saw something moving behind the dance floor. Some tall, wandering shadow although I couldn’t get a good look at it either. I think that it might have looked at me, with eyes on stalks like some kind of slug. But I couldn’t be sure. It disappeared completely when I tried to look at it head on.

I looked over at the bartender, a relatively plain looking brunette. She glanced at me briefly as she shook our martinis, and I swore that I could see flowers growing out of her hair, wreathing her head in vibrant colors that were impossible to really describe.

I looked over at Ray, and he was staring at her too. I’m not sure what he was seeing, but whatever it was, it had to be beautiful! The man beside me had roses growing out of his eyes and whenever he laughed, I heard a chorus of angels singing. He was holding a giant chameleon that he kept petting, and it was looking at me.
“Think this is DMT?” It asked.
“Who the hell knows?” Said the man. His head was mostly flowers now.

Ray absentmindely handed me my martini, and I took a sip. It tasted like heaven. It tasted like a fresh donut, right out of the oven with the glaze still melty and warm. I wanted to cry from just how beautiful it was!

A hazy mist swirled around me, lifting me up to new levels of paradise. As Ray and I went to the dance floor to join the party, I felt at one with the universe.

A beautiful girl with flawless dark skin danced with me, as we danced I realized that my place in the cosmos was here! Right here!

And then I saw it, really, truly saw it. The grand tapestry of all things. It was right there in her eyes. Right there for me to see. An expanse of events, all seemingly unconnected save for the fact that they contributed to some great, glorious final outcome. A perfect future for all mankind, for all that existed beyond mankind. Hundreds of lives, thousands, millions, billions… perhaps even an infinite amount, all moving parts in an enormous machine, working toward the completion of a single function. Pawns in a grand game whose outcome had been determined outside of time. Every little piece would in it’s own way, fall into place exactly when it needed to, at the moment it needed to, each one carefully guided by a grand design, that operated exclusively through others. An outside force, that pushed them to trigger the events that would lead to the favorable outcome, and arguably, the only outcome, but there really was no big picture to be seen. The end result was something far less finite. It was a state of being. A higher state. A type of perfection that went beyond perfection. Oh, the knowledge of it burned so bright in my skull!

I hugged the girl that I was dancing with and we kissed. She told me that she was proud of me before promptly dissolving into a cloud of butterflies, and as I watched them fly away I laughed, knowing that they too were part of the fabric of the universe! I admired the crowd dancing around me, basking in their radiance. They seemed to go on forever and I could see every aspect of their lives in each of them. Their hopes, their dreams, their aspirations. I loved each of them, and looked into each of their souls, looking at what the greatest possible version of them might be.

From the corner of my eye, I saw a shadow. The same one from before, possibly? I looked at it, watching as it surveyed the crowd. Despite its darkness, I could see its shiny white teeth and beady eyes. The eyes shifted to me for a moment where they lingered, but the shadow didn’t move.

Water flowed around me, distracting me from the shadow again. Fish swam past me, daring me to chase them and I obliged. They promised to take me to a mermaid and teach me how to live in the sea with them. Then I promptly threw up all over some poor girl who was just trying to dance, and after I apologized to her, I tried to explain to the fish that I just needed to sit down for a moment, but by then they’d already turned into seagulls and were just casually shitting on the dude they were sitting on.

I stumbled over to one of the booths and collapsed into it, trying to catch my breath.
“Would you like some cheese, sir.” Asked the sentient platter of cheese on the table underneath me.
“My name is Brie!” Said the brie.

I stared down at the platter, before picking up a cube of cheddar and trying to eat it. For some reason it tasted like a napkin. This was because it was actually a napkin.

My skin felt cold, my hands were shaking a little. The music was way too loud and my mouth was dry.

I looked up.

There were no fantastical creatures around. No fish, no seagulls, no flowers, no talking cheese. Just a normal nightclub.

My head was kind of throbbing.

I took out my phone to look at it. It’d been about an hour since Ray and I had gotten our martinis. Had time really passed that quickly?

Speaking of which, where was Ray?

I looked around for him, before finding him still on the dance floor, dancing like a goddamn maniac. He didn’t seem to be coming down the way that I was. Maybe I’d puked some of the drug up when I’d vomited and it had cut my trip short?

Speaking of which, what the hell was that? DMT or something? I was pretty sure that I’d just hallucinated everything that had just happened. Those had to be hallucinations, right?

I shook my head, before trying to ground myself in the moment. I still felt dizzy and weak. I ended up going to the bar to just get some water before finding another seat where I could rest for a while while Ray partied his little heart out… and after another hour, I started thinking that maybe something was wrong with him.

I noticed that he only seemed to take a break once, and when he did, it was only to head to the bar to get another hard drink. While he was there, I noticed him slipping a familiar gunmetal gray cigarette case out of his pocket. He downed some pills from inside and chased them with a generous sip of whatever he’d gotten. Then, swaying like an idiot he put the cigarette case back in his pocket and lumbered back to the party.

That idiot.

He must’ve bought the whole fucking case off of that weird guy we’d seen earlier! It was one thing to try some weird new drug like a dumbass, but this? This was insane!

I considered going up to him to ask him just what the hell he’d been thinking, but given how out of it he probably was, I knew there wouldn’t be much point to it.

So I resolved to just watch him, and make sure he got home safely like a responsible friend/co-worker. I didn’t really want a repeat of the Vancouver Incident where I’d had to drag him crying like a baby out of a convenience store at 4 AM because they were out of gummy bears. (He’d promised me that it would never happen again and up until now I’d held him to that.)

I guess if nothing else, Ray didn’t seem to be violent or anything while he was high. The bouncers in this place looked pretty tough, and I really didn’t want to have to watch them beat the crap out of him. And it wasn’t until around 2 AM when the party was dying down that I started to notice Ray acting strange. Well… strange compared to the way he’d been acting for most of the night.

He’d seemed more unstable on his feet and seemed less interested in dancing now. He kept looking around frantically, and I saw him take out the cigarette case to look for more pills.

I figured that this was probably the time to get up and stop him.
“Hey, hey… relax, man,” I said, coming up to him and stopping him from taking more of those pills. “Take it easy, alright?”

He looked over at me with wide, bloodshot eyes as I spoke to him.
“Geoff?” He asked in a small voice.
“Yeah, it’s me. Put the pills down. How many of those have you had?”

I took the case from him and looked inside, only to feel my stomach sink a little when I realized that it was empty.

It suddenly occurred to me that I probably should have been watching him closer, to make sure he didn’t take all of the goddamn mystery pills, and I quietly kicked myself for not thinking about that sooner!
“Well shit… you feeling okay, bud?” I asked.
“Fraid…” He slurred, “Universe is… wrong…”

His eyes suddenly widened, filled with a horror that I’m not sure I could properly describe.
“THERE!”

He pointed at something over my shoulder and I looked.
Behind me, sat the unknowable terror that lurks in all places where something ceases to exist and only absence remains… absolutely fucking nothing.

“Maybe we need to get you to a hospital…” I murmured.
“No hospital! N-no hospital!” He said, “Please… Geoff… j-just get me somewhere safe! Please!”

Yeah, I was definitely getting him to a hospital. I’d already made enough dumb decisions for the night. I didn’t really feel up to making one more.
“Alright, let’s get you someplace safe,” I said with a sigh. I took out my phone to call us a cab. “C’mon, Ray.”

He grabbed at me like a scared child as I led him out of the club, jumping at every shadow that we saw on the way out.

***

“So what exactly did he take?” The nurse asked me. She had a sort of deadpan, matter of fact tone and barely even looked at me, while Ray screamed bloody murder in the next room. I gotta say, I wasn’t exactly beaming with pride as I confessed to the nurse that Ray and I had partied in defiance of every 1980s anti-drug PSA we’d grown up with. But it needed to be done.

“I think the guy called it Blue Lagoon,” I said. “I don’t know how many he had, but it was a lot.”
“Blue Lagoon?” The nurse asked, “That’s a new one.”
“Yeah I’ve never heard of it either. I took one of the pills too,” I said. “I was seeing shit for about an hour before I came down. Like, mermaids, talking cheese, flowers… that kinda stuff.”
“So it’s a hallucinogen?” She asked.
“Yeah, I’ve never done DMT but I was thinking it might be similar to that? I don’t know.”
“We’ll take some bloodwork shortly, see if we can’t figure out some more,” She said before leaving me.

I quietly went back to Ray’s room, and watched as he fought against the restraints that bound him to the bed.
His face was bright red from all the screaming and he was sobbing like a little kid as he struggled.
“IT’S COMING! IT’S COMING FOR ME!”

I didn’t bother trying to talk to him. He was still pretty out of it, and he’d been screaming about something coming for him.
“GEOFF!” He sobbed, looking at me. I saw him trying to reach for my hand, “Don’t… don’t leave.. Don’t let him take me, Geoff… please… you gotta let me out of here, YOU GOTTA LET ME RUN!”
“Relax, you’re gonna be okay,” I promised. “I’m gonna stay right here with you.”
The words didn’t seem to do much for him. He just kept fighting and sobbing.

At around 4 in the morning, I finally slept. It was in a chair in one of the waiting rooms, since Ray was still screaming too loud for me to sleep in his room, but I slept. I figured that when I woke up, Ray would have sobered up a bit and we could both go home.

I was wrong.

When I woke up, there was a police officer standing over me, gently shaking my shoulder. My first thought was that the nurse we’d talked to had reported us for taking drugs (which I thought they weren’t supposed to do!) but no.

He just wanted to ask me a few questions about Ray.

My memories of talking to the police are hazy. I don’t entirely remember how the conversation went, but I knew that they’d asked me about where we’d been that night. They asked me if Ray had gotten into any fights, or if I knew anyone who might want to kill him. It wasn’t until around halfway through the conversation that I figured out that Ray was dead.

I never saw the body. It was covered when they wheeled it out of the room.

But I saw the blood.

Good God… all that fucking blood… more than I thought could fit in a person.

From what I heard, none of the nurses saw what happened. At some point, the screaming had just stopped and when they’d come in to check his vitals again, they were greeted by the gory mess that used to be Ray.

After the police talked to me, I didn’t hear a lot about the investigation into Ray’s death. To my knowledge, they never identified any suspects. Hell, I don’t even think they’re entirely sure about what killed him. I heard somebody say it could have been some kind of animal attack, but I think that got shot down pretty quickly, since where the fuck would the animal have come from?

The police cleared me as a suspect in the case pretty quickly, since I’d been asleep when it had happened and there were plenty of witnesses who could confirm I was in the waiting room, passed out.

I imagine that they talked to some people at the nightclub we’d been at too, but I don’t think anything ever came of that. I’d been watching Ray for most of the night. He’d been dancing and having a good time. The only time I hadn’t been keeping an eye on him was when I was hallucinating, and I highly doubt he picked a fight with someone who’d be willing to break into a hospital to murder him during the hour that I was indisposed! There was literally no logical reason he should have died the way he did! There wasn’t a single person I could possibly think of who could have killed him!

Person being the operative word here.

Before he died, Ray had been screaming about something coming for him. My memories of the hallucinations I had after I took that pill are a little hazy, but I remember the shadowy thing I glimpsed among the crowd a few times.

I remember the pitch that the guy who’d sold us the pills had made:
‘I got a buddy who swears this shit lets him see into other worlds!’

Call me crazy… but I’m wondering just how true that pitch was. Maybe not everything we saw after taking those pills was a hallucination. Maybe they let us see something… touch something… and they let that something touch us right back.

I don’t know for sure. But that’s the closest thing to an answer that I’ve got. Either way, I’ve been sober ever since that night and I think I’m going to stay that way.

I'm from a lower middle class family (India) and have lived 20 years of my life with the learnings that I got from my parents and surroundings:

don't shout back when someone bigger (financially mostly) than you is saying something to you (regardless what)
to succeed in life, you've to be an engineer and get a job. You'll start with a low salary but things will be good after a few years.
you're meant for a job, so just keep your head down and do exactly what your boss says
never get close to the police, you'll always get in trouble.

And a lot more like this.
My parents and people around me must be saying all this because of their expereince for sure, but I don't believe in any of it. But it just got embedded in me with time.
So, I started doing exactly the opposite and things happened:

One of my clients filed an FIR against me and I was called at the police station. Inspite of knowing the fact that there was no mistake of mine, I was shivering, crying and was numb because I feared them. But I went there, took my stand and that fear waived off. Not properly, but a lot.
I dropped out twice from engineering and did everything and anything I needed to make sure I don't get into a 9-5 job. I'm not a graduate today but am making a lot more than the graduates out there.
The 9-5 jobs that I did, I spoke there. Instead of listening to my boss, I put my input and worked WITH them and not FOR them.

But the fear of me being able to reply when someone shouts at me is still here.
An hour back, me and my girlfriend were walking our dogs. We take them for a walk on a government property wherein every other dog, pees and poops as well.
Today, some guy shouted from his house, "How the hell would you feel if I shit my dog in front of your house? Huh??? Stupid uncultured people!!!!"
Now, my girlfriend is bold. She is fierce and has a mindset that truly sets her apart. She doesn't take anyone's shit and is vocal about it.
I'm on the other hand, think like this: "What have I done wrong?", "They're bigger (financially) then me.", "I must have done something wrong", etc.
So, when this guy started shouting, my girlfriend gave him the reply he needed right then. Then, he started shouting even more. His daughter came out, supporting his father, saying, "What you're doing is illegal. Get the hell out."
My girlfriend got even bolder.
But I was feeling terrifed. I was thinking, "Only if I was muscular and could fight, I would've spoken. So, in case someone comes out to hit us, I'll take good care of it".
I gave a look to my girlfriend saying, "Let's leave from here"
And she said, "We're not wrong. Stay right here."
I thought, "there has to be something wrong that we did. Why would these people act like this otherwise."
In between of all that, another guy who was standing a few feets away from us and said, "Hey, Uncle! I'm a lawyer and as per the law, they're obliged to let their dogs do whatever they want on this property. On the other hand, you're not obliged to speak like that."
That's when I realized, "What am I afraid of?", "If I'm not wrong, why the hell am I so terrified?", "Why the f am I backing out?"
Then, I just stood there and stared at Uncle. Said nothing, did nothing but just stared and he went in.
That's one big step for me honestly, but I just feel like being more vocal in such moments.
I mean, it scares the hell out of me that if I had been there alone, I would've just said sorry and left.
How do I fix this? How do I fix myself?

Background: We have been dating for almost 4 years now and have broken up twice before already and gotten back together. This isn't her first time slapping me and both times now was after we were both drinking heavily and in an argument. In her past she was physically abused very bad and cheated on by her ex boyfriend. This has made her an insecure person even with me, which I have never cheated or even talked to another girl in our entire relationship. What started as a small argument because I went out to the movies with my two guy friends escalated into something much worse. I wanted a night out with the guys because she had stayed with me all week even though we don't live together. The plan was I'd go to the movies and I'd still come right back home to her. Once I was gone she began texting me repeatedly asking if I'm at the bar and saying she didn't believe me. I sent her a pic during the movie just to prove her wrong. This made me upset obviously so I suggested my friends we then grab a couple drinks at the bar after the movies if she's gonna be this way. Once I got home (about 1am) we were in bed and I cant even remember how the argument escalated so badly but basically she was straddled on top of me and drew back her hand and slapped me across the face twice. I remember telling her I would never move in with her, marry her etc. I told her I feel so sorry for whatever happened to her in her life that made her this way. She then grabbed a big bottle of ibuprofen and bottoms up swallowed idk how many. Being fairly drunk and shaken up from the slap and argument I panicked and called 911 for her swallowing the pills. It turned into her being admitted to the hospital 3am and released the next day. Looking back I feel ashamed for calling and feel I could have made her throw up or try to find out how many she swallowed before I called. The next day she was visibly distraught, sobbing, and expressed how sorry she is and mad at herself and can't understand why she is this way. She is promising to get whatever help she needs to stop this behavior.
I'm devastated by this, I of course still love her and feel sorry because I know she struggles with depression and problems from her past. She has two kids from a previous relationship who I love and a dog we have been raising since a puppy. I feel like I'm losing my best friend and family. I'm not sure what to do or where to go from here. Has anyone had experience like this? Can someone like this change? Would I be wrong for going back into this relationship thinking it will workout?

The Northstar, Titan's Orbit
Polaris, in the middle of a much-needed nap at his desk, looked up in a daze as his computer beeped, alerting him of an incoming call. He shook himself awake before answering. "Hello?" he said groggily.
"Hey, Old Light. Sounds like I woke you up," Crow's voice replied Polaris could practically hear his protege's smirk. "Everything alright?"
"Just peachy." Polaris rubbed his eyes. "What's up, Crow?"
"Not much. I was at the Farm this morning and Queen Mara asked for you. I've been trying to reach you all day."
"Yeah, I've been, uh..." Polaris recalled everything he'd done in the past twelve hours: sleeping, eating ice cream, crying, trying to get some overdue mission reports done, then getting bored and sleeping again. "Very busy."
Crow chuckled. "I'm sure. Well, whenever you're free, drop by the Farm. Mara's waiting."
"I'll be right there. Seeya around, kiddo." Polaris ended the call and yawned loudly before getting up and changing into his typically pristine armor, though it found itself in a sorry state tonight. He pushed the button on his intercom and relayed his instructions to the vessel's pilot: "Set a course for the EDZ on Earth. Got business at the Farm."
"Expecting a fight?" Daedalus asked, orbiting his Guardian curiously. "Farm's pretty safe."
"No, but can't be too careful with Mara. She might have some kind of special assignment for me or something. There's always another one, no matter how many I have stacked up," Polaris grumbled, adjusting his cloak as the Northstar descended toward the Farm. It was as quiet as it had been ever since the team's mission of retribution against the Shadow Legion following Amanda Holliday's death. Some civilians of various species going about their business here and there, but no notable operations anymore.
Queen Mara Sov, sitting alone aside from one horse in the Farm's stables, glanced skyward as she heard the approaching roar of the Northstar's engines. Before long, Polaris made his way to her location. "It's been some time, Young Wolf," she said, stroking the horse's mane.
Polaris's face immediately scrunched up. "Still hate that name. I see you've met Gorilla."
Mara frowned. "...Gorilla?"
"The horse. His name's Gorilla. He's a hero, y'know."
"What exactly did... Gorilla do that was so heroic?"
Polaris chuckled. "Back in the Red War, during the mission to retake the Last City, the assault teams had to approach the City in a way that the Cabal wouldn't notice. So their ships dropped them out near Twilight Gap, and they made the rest of the journey on foot. But to make sure everything was clear along the way, they had a trio of scouts go ahead on horseback. Gorilla was one of those horses- along with his brothers, Elmer and Krazy, may they rest in peace. Without him, the assault team may have been ambushed along the walk to the City by Cabal forces. But thankfully Gorilla and his brothers were there to help." He walked over to Gorilla and scratched behind his ear. "He's been living here ever since."
"And what of his brothers? Elmer and Crazy?" Mara asked. "From what you've said, I assume they are dead."
"Krazy. With a K. But yeah. Krazy was killed by a Cabal sniper near the City's outer walls. He and his rider happened to be spotted while they were scouting ahead, and, well... a horse is a bigger target than a Guardian. As for Elmer, he was caught in an explosion during the battle. He survived it, but his injuries were severe enough that he had to be put to sleep, rather than letting him suffer for his natural lifespan. So Gorilla's the only one left. But he's been handling it well. Haven't you, boy?" Polaris smiled up at the horse, who gave a happy neigh in response. "So. What did you need? Crow said you wanted to talk to me."
Mara nodded, sitting down on a wooden bench. "I did. But I do not have a mission for you if that is what you expected."
Polaris took a seat next to the Queen. "Then what's up?"
"I simply wished to speak with you."
Polaris narrowed his eyes. "To what end? You don't do anything without a purpose."
Mara looked away from the Guardian. "Amanda Holliday's death has weighed heavy on all who knew her. As I said then, I have lived for eons. I have seen countless deaths. They still hurt, but it has become... easier for me, than for most. But it will never be easier to stomach how it affects those I care for."
Polaris swallowed a retort that probably wouldn't have gone over well, instead choosing to stare at the stable floor.
"That includes you, Polaris." Mara looked back at him. "So, if you insist that I must have a purpose, then my only purpose is this: I am concerned for you. Your shoulders have borne more weight than any of your peers in much less time than most. I can see it in your face- you are beyond exhausted. I know you do not see me as a friend, but if you have anything you wish to speak of, I will be here to listen."
Polaris covered his face with his hands for a brief moment. "Where do I even start?" He met Mara's eyes.
"Wherever you wish." Mara reached over and took hold of Polaris's hand. "I was speaking with Elisabeth Bray once when she said something similar to me. Then she remembered something. A wise Hunter once told her, 'The beginning is usually a pretty good place.'"
Polaris's slack fingers closed around Mara's hand as a hint of a smile crept onto his lips. He shifted to be a little closer to her. "Using my own words against me. Devious, Your Grace. Very devious. Well. As you might remember, my friend Hecate went Dark a while back. She was a fugitive for a long time. Then, right after the Traveler ascended, she came to find me. She told me she wanted to come back to the City. Rejoin the Vanguard. I was all for it. She's doing great, but I can see the pain in her eyes whenever I see her. And I just don't know how to help. On top of that, Aunor and I... we're done. Again. For good this time."
"How did it happen?" Mara asked. "Another fight?"
"No. It was much more peaceful. We've barely seen each other recently. Been so busy with our own work that we... don't have time for each other anymore. But right before Titan reappeared, she and I finally got to be with each other again. First time we've been face to face in months. In the morning, she said we needed to talk. She basically told me we were too big of a distraction for each other. Even when we're apart, if we're involved with each other, we'd only be dividing our focus away from... 'what really matters,' in her words. Can't say I'm surprised- she's always put duty first- but to hear it spelled out like that didn't feel amazing. But I gotta admit... she's got a point."
Mara nodded slowly. "People like ourselves... we must always put the mission before our personal desires." She watched as Polaris's already somber expression saddened. "But that does not mean we must stifle our love for those around us. Amanda knew this, and she loved with all her heart."
"Cayde knew it too. But I guess it's a lesson some of us still have to learn, huh?" Polaris looked back at the Queen with a small smirk. "Not naming names, though."
A brief chuckle escaped from Mara before she caught herself. "Yes. I suppose we do. Although before we can express our love to those around us, perhaps we must first embrace and express our love for ourselves."
"It's always funny hearing you talk like that."
"What do you mean?"
"Like you don't want to be understood. And you want whoever you're talking with to understand that they don't understand." Polaris froze, panic setting in as he saw something change in Mara's expression. "Shit. I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"No. It's fine, Polaris." Mara chuckled again, more openly this time. "The first Queen's Wrath, Sjur Eido, once said nearly the exact same thing to me. You do remind me of her sometimes, though she was perhaps more... straightforward. There were fewer dimensions to her than yourself, though at your core, you're similar to her." She stared into Polaris's eyes. Today, they were electric blue, as bright and as powerful as a bolt of Arc lightning.
"How so?" the Hunter asked.
"You and Sjur are endlessly passionate. Powerful. Charming. Problem solvers, though in different ways. Always determined to follow your chosen path, no matter what might draw you away from it. In a sea of the exceptional, you both stand above your peers."
Polaris was suddenly very aware of the fact that Mara still hadn't let go of his hand, even though his own had gone lax a few moments ago- and that her tone had changed a little. And had she gotten closer? Or had he shifted closer to her? He couldn't be quite sure. "High, uh... high praise from you, Your Grace."
Mara paused before letting go of Polaris's hand and standing up. "And I mean every word. But... I suppose that is all I wished to say to you. You are free to go."
Polaris also stood. "Yeah. I'll do that. Got some things to do. But... thanks, Mara. And the same offer you extended to me goes back to you. Anything you need to talk about, I'll be here." He could practically feel that Mara wanted to say more, and so did he, but now was not the time. And this was certainly not the place. "Well. Uh. Oh, screw it." He pulled Mara into a tight hug.
Mara's eyes widened for a moment as she was taken aback by the gesture, but she instinctively returned it, closing her eyes.
"You said earlier that you didn't think I saw you as a friend. You were wrong. You are my friend, Mara. One of my best."
Mara felt Polaris's breathing synchronize with her own. The Prince of the Sky and the Queen of the Awoken silently stood in each other's embrace for a moment before she spoke again. "You must never forget to love with all your heart, Polaris. As must I. We do not know who will walk away from this battle with us and who will be lost along the way."
"I promise." Polaris stepped away from Mara. "See you around, my lady." He bowed to the Queen, only partially in a joking manner, then transmatted back to his Ketch.
Mara took a deep breath before looking back at Gorilla, who was staring at her. "What?" she bluntly asked the horse. Then she noticed it seemed to be looking just over her shoulder instead of directly at her. She turned just in time to see Crow drop his invisibility.
The young Hunter had an amused smirk on his face. "Haven't seen you like that since... well, you know. Are you thinking of...?"
Mara put a hand on her hip. "It is as I said. The mission, the plan... ending the Witness comes first. Why were you spying on us?"
"Couldn't help myself." Crow shrugged. "Truth be told, I've been concerned about him too. I was worried that you'd say or do something, or send him on some exhausting mission that would push him past the breaking point... but I was pleasantly surprised. I think talking to you did him some good. He seemed a little... I don't know. Lighter, when he left."
"If I have been able to provide some relief to him, then I am satisfied. Even if it is only a little. Don't you have work to be doing?"
"Heh. Suppose I do. And so do you. Bye, Mara." Crow nodded to his sister as he transmatted away.
"Goodbye, Crow." Mara walked out of the stable, breathing in the cool midnight air. She felt a little lighter as well.
hi. sorry for disappearing (again). i, uh... i don't really know if i want to go anywhere with this particular relationship. i like the concept, but pursuing it actively would probably interfere with canon too much. we'll see, though. anyway. got a little bit depressing tonight, which might reflect my life in general (my stories often do). but there's a little glimmer of hope in there too. i'm not super proud of this particular entry, but it will have to do. hope you enjoyed
~ P.

It’s been about 5 or 4 hours since I smelled the smell of fish coming from my dads plate of fish and the smell was strong and I stayed near it for a minute.
We left and we drove in the car for a few minutes and I didn’t really feel anything until we got to our destination and I noticed I had a weird sensation in my throat like it was swelling but then it wasn’t like I just had something stuck in my throat and it felt I guess cold?
Like to felt tight I guess idk but it went away and then came back but the affect wore down a bit. I kept taking deep breaths and I felt like in the right side of my throat had something wrong with it and it still does while I’m writing this but it’s not that bad.
I wanted to use my epipen but then I hesitated and was not sure if I should cause it was like the only symptom I’ve felt and this has happened before but nothing really happened and I didn’t use the pen.
I feel fine but I still have the weird throat sensation when I breath like one of my wind pipes I can literally feel I guess.
I don’t feel any other symptoms so what should I do?

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I met a girl 4 years ago in uni, at that time she was taken so i didn't really chat with her at the time. Fast forward now, she isn't taken anymore so i decided to ask her out. We went out for a drink and a couple movie nights. During the last movie night. ,she said she met another one on a dating app, he is working at the bank he is 6'2 talk. Afte that day she stop watching my story snd slow replying my dm. What do u guys think?? Cos i was wondering did i do something wrong or said something wrong.

Me and my friend (we'll call her x), both 17f, where hanging out at my house watching a movie and doing artwork, with her using my ipad for procreate. All was well and good and we where having a really great time with me deciding to put dinner in the oven for us both; i came back into the lounge where we where sitting together and went back to the movie when she says she has something she needs to tell me, she seemed anxious and was acting like it was something really serious so i obviously just asked to tell me but she insisted we wait until the scene was over. Getting anxious i continue to ask what's wrong when finally admits that while we where talking and hanging out she's been looking at my private messages, specifically looking up her name to find messages related to her in my messages with my girlfriend and best friend both in private and group chats.
Her confessing this initially made feel confused, uncomfortable, upset and disrespected with her blatantly disregarding my boundaries and looking through my PRIVATE dms.
To elaborate on the situation, my friend has done before, only last time (a couple months ago) she went through my girlfriends phone while it was unlocked in my room while all three of us where getting ready for a party at my house. After previously looking through the messages on the gc me, my girlfriend and best friend share together she got visibly upset, crying at messages of me discussing her being confusing and annoying. X and i haven't always been on the best of terms during high school , with us being really close at the beginning and then the friendship ending in grade 9, me and her only speaking again and becoming friends very end of last year. I find her criticising me for saying bad things about her as a person unjust as we were not friends when these messages where sent and i would 100% expect her to feel the same way towards especially as she was the one that instigated and caused us to stop being friends.
Back to present; after she confessed to sifting through my messages she was confusing by saying that 'its fine, don't worry about it' and playing it off like it was light hearted but then also saying how shocked she is. her mum pretty soon after came to pick her up as planned and it wasn't really discussed until over message when she got home and after talking to my girlfriend about what happened. I told her I was really upset she betrayed my trust and outlined basically the reason I used to talk about her a lot, with her toxic behaviours and treatment towards me me as a friend was a big part of my social development. In response she gave a half arsed apology then saying that what she saw was incredibly hurtful, confused i ask why she did it again, she said it was her 'ocd compulsions fuelled by curiosity' and that she thought it would just be interesting.
I told her that 'i would never even think to look at her messages about me especially when the majority of what's said about me would be from when we weren't even friends so of course it would be negative and not my business.' she excused her actions because she had apparently not done the same

TLDR: College girlfriend of about 2 months goes home for the summer, I meet her parents and get invited to her brother's grad party, she starts a summer course and becomes very dry, I ask her if anything's wrong and she says she's not ready for anything right now, contradicts her words and actions every other day before that. I want to know if things can be patched with time apart until we see each other in person next semester and get to really talk things over not over text.
I need some other thoughts on this because this is my first relationship and I may be seeing things the wrong way. We met on Tinder around mid-April toward the end of our college semester. Going into first meeting her I wasn't expecting much, but she had me come over around midnight to her place because my roommates were having a party. (I talk about it in my previous post) but the vibes were great and I was there for almost 8 hours.
After that, we started hanging out very often, 3 or 4 days a week despite us still having schoolwork to finish. It was 50/50 reciprocation and she'd suggest hanging out just as much as I would. We went on a few dates and did relationship-type stuff like baking cookies and making weird dinners. After a certain point, I finally asked her to be official, to which she didn't hesitate to do and we both deleted tinder.
Early May comes around and so does finals week. She didn't have any exams so she left the weekend before and I helped her pack after staying the night. She asked me a few times if we'd hang out over the summer, since she lives a bit more than an hour from my place back home. I drive a lot so this isn't a big deal to me and I reassured her. After exams, we Facetimed a few times a week before going to bed and watched Netflix, played games, etc.
We both kept trying to find times to see each other and eventually did. I drove to her house one weekend and got to meet her parents. Me and her then went out to dinner, walked on the boardwalk, and brought towels to lay on the beach at night. Again, everything was going great and there were no signs of any issue. I stayed the night at her parents' house and left in the afternoon. They invited me to her brother's grad party before I left.
That was our last time seeing each other in person and happened only two weeks ago from this post. She then started this 6 week accelerated summer class and was apparently drowning in work. She had to wake up super early for this class which messed with our ability to Facetime at night. When we were able to Facetime, everything was normal. However, I noticed our texts became really dry on her part and seemingly disinterested. After a few days of this and one particular day of her not responding despite seeing her Snapscore go up, I texted her about it and this was our exact conversation:
Me: do you know when that grad party is if ur still having it? I'm tryna make plans w my friends for a party and don't wanna over schedule
[12 hours pass]
Me: is everything okay? you seem distant
Her: i’m sorry i’ve been so busy with school. it’s a lot harder than i thought
Me: alright, I like to be hands off but just communicate that kinda stuff w me cause then I think something's wrong between us
Her: heyy i’m sorry i haven’t been responding i’ve had a lot on my mind with school and everything that’s been going on. hanging with you has has been rlly fun but i feel like i’m just not in the right mindset for anything rn. i hope everything goes well and i’ll see you in class
Me: hey listen, I've really enjoyed getting to experience all these different things w you. I'm glad it happened, don't regret it at all, and have no hard feelings towards you. just wanna ask, do you think it being long distance this early into meeting each other made things hard to deal w?
[14 hours pass, previous sent @ midnight]
Her: ofc and i feel the same way. sorry i was at an interview all morning but no i don’t think being long distance put a damper on things. i’m just not really ready for anything rn and been properly busy with school and work and everything at home
[I went out with my friends and didn't respond until midnight]
Me: all good, I've been out all day and haven't really been on my phone. honestly, I think we just need space. even tho you said distance wasn't a factor, let's reconnect once the semester starts and see how things are then. don't be a stranger tho in the meantime (ima still make fun of you for inside joke)

Her: ofc!! responds to inside joke

Alright, so that completely blindsided me and left me confused. This seemed like a really impulsive decision from her and I don't think I really said or did anything to evoke that kind of response. How can you emphatically agree to be in a relationship and have me meet your PARENTS then suddenly say you're not ready for one? It's like a switch went off or something.
With that being said, was my response appropriate, and will leaving each other space until we see each other in class next semester accomplish anything? We're still on good terms and I want to speak with her about it in person where there's more clarity. I want to eventually get back together and think us being back at college and close to each other could help. For now, I will move on, but think things could possibly be worked out. Maybe I'm in over my head... please give me some unbiased perspective lmao!

Context: Went away with my friend to Greece for a nice week away. First girl’s trip away, first abroad holiday for her and probably by 10th trip away. 1st without my parents (we are early 20’s for info)
So first of all, I’ve never been to Greece ever. I’ve been to Spain. I’ve also been to France which unfortunately wasn’t an option for this holiday. I love Spain and it was my first choice of holiday location, but my friend said no to Spain as in her words “doesn’t appeal to her and is rough country” I don’t know how she made this conclusion considering she’s never set foot in Spain. Judgemental from the off
So we book Greece in a rural/city location which she wanted. It’s lovely, views are stunning, sea is clear blue and it’s a great location.
I’ve worked my socks off for this holiday. I just want to relax, cocktail in hand by the pool or the beach and maybe do a bit of tiny bit walking to sightsee in the day to see the town.
My friend wants to hike 24/7. It’s not my thing and I have recovering groin injury anyway. She wanted to go to this church thing I wasn’t interested and said she can climb it and I’ll be at the beach below nearby to meet her. She got in a childlike tantrum over that. Even though I told her my doctor has told me to rest my injury and not to climb any massive incline areas. She knew this. She only went to the church for Instagram posts to brag
All of the excursions and things we’ve done is all her ideas. If I suggest something it’s shot down. I started feeling homesick by this point as I just wanted a holiday to relax.
When we’ve gone out to meals she complains. I had two cocktails and she lectured me for drinking. She wants to be in bed by 10 and rings her parents at 8 for two whole hours, shutting me out of the balcony and leaving me in the hotel room.
In the end I opened up and said it was our holiday and how I didn’t have much say in what we were doing on this trip. How I wanted to stay out a little later and to enjoy a drink.
She was awful to me in my eyes. She said all the ideas were mine (they weren’t) and she got annoyed because I was acting weird and stroppy. I can tell you it was the other way round. She gaslit me into thinking I was insane and how I should know how to feel about being abroad and how I shouldn’t be homesick and she should be the one who’s homesick.
To get back at me after this disagreement she left me alone in a bar in a different country in the middle of the night to sightsee by herself. I wanted to go to this particular location in the day and she refused so walked away from me and told me to text her when I found a bar to sit in. Then when she met me she refused to eat dinner or drink anything. We caught a bus back to the hotel after this and she pressed the wrong stop and walked 15 minutes with me to the hotel. (I say with me she walked fast away from me to the point I was walking alone) She now accuses me of ruining her holiday.
So AITA?

I 27F have been with the father of my children 28 for 12yrs, on and off. Engaged not engaged. Back story we met it middle school dated in HS and been together pretty much since. Senior yr of hs I was pregnant with our first son, then 7yrs later we had 2 daughters back to back leading into last yr 2022. He had a stable income for the majority of our years together, Ive worked since HS and I’ve also had seasonal jobs in between. As of our second child in 2021 I’ve been a stay at home mother due to me not wanting outside child care (it gives me anxiety) not to mention we wouldn’t be able to afford it unless I was full time and thats almost impossible. He is full time and everybody in my support system also works.. neatliess to say he’s always been in charge of the income. Weve both been with other ppl in the past and have recovered and tried to make things work for the better half of 5 years now. I come from divorced parents so I really have the urge to make my family work even through my thoughts of unhappiness, just to say Im fully aware at some point staying together “just for the kids” may eventually cause more trauma than good.
Starting around or even before my second pregnancy he started drinking more and although he just proposed 2019 he also started stepping out on the relationship. I felt it was my time of need, pregnant and sick so I understand I put a strain on our sex lives but to think he would stick by my side and fight with me was a mistake. There’s two sides to every story but as I know as facts that I seen with my own eyes…….. I had a friend I didn’t really speak to due to life but we always been friends/friendly so I was shocked to see my child’s father texted her and they don’t even know each other, I met her in a summer school program. He said they never hung out when I asked but I asked her myself and he lied to my face. They hung out a few times and he paid her $100+ for “conversation”. I was shook but don’t care to lose a shxt person like that in my life. TOODLES girly! But HE makes me feel so EMBARRASSED by his actions,I can’t fathom the betrayal. I’ve seen his onlyfans account of transactions over or around $1,000 (buying visa gift cards so I don’t see transaction) of girls we went to HS with or he’s pretty much stalked girls social media’s, trying meet up with pornstars/celebrities. When I confronted him, he said “what do you expect you don’t give me nothing and I still give you attention so I don’t see the big deal, I only do it when we have money”.. He has full conversations with these girls under Anonymous accounts but can’t sit down with me to talk about our problems and issues or even about our kids?! When I speak to get to the bottom of things, he walks away and ignores my questions. These girls just want money and he’s trying his hardest to meet up until, I interrupt!! I’ve seen text threads of him talking to coworkers hiding their name under male names,trying to flirt or go out for drinks. I’ve spoke to the “massage therapist” he paid $200 to get “massages” from, off of Craigslist. I asked him first he said he never booked just talk to her, so I asked her and she confirmed he had a few sessions. I called him yelling only then did he tell the truth and or say he forgot details. I think I broke his switch in that same convo. He got fired on the spot by his boss. This boss was an old friend of his from a previous job years ago, his boss saw his wife’s phone and seen the same inappropriate text I seen between his wife and my child’s father. Texts like “I hope you’re keeping our text private”, telling her that she seems like she wants something more, asking about her sex life and what she likes.. I’ve seen all this myself but keep on making excuses like maybe I caused this? He’s begging to stay a family and not put him on child support. While hes been months late on rent and buying alcohol daily while were on our way to our 3 child around Christmas time. I was broken finding out all this and will admit I did some pretty horrible things to him in retaliation. Which leads me to believe this is TOXIC. Idk hormones were baddd!? I’m such a loving person or atleast was but I feel so stuck and angry lately. I did things Im ashamed of. Me being hurt isn’t an excuse but my reason. I feel more so justified although wrong. He refuses AA but won’t stop drinking bc I continue to find empty bottles hidden and he pulls out cash from atm so I don’t see transactions on card for liquor store. My eldest, now 9 know his dads a drunk. He has witnessed his father sleep on this siblings while he was suppose to be watching them or even worst, the time 2am drunk peeing on our sons floor. Our son woke me up crying cause he was scared by the way his dad was acting, he literally said “like a zombie”. He fell asleep on his bottom bunk and my son was scared to sleep in there. I let him sleep in my bed while I woke his father up by pouring a glass of water on him. He didn’t recall what he just did matter of fact “said no I didnt” as I clean up the warm pee.. I hate myself and was embarrassed to tell that story bc I feel like I’m someway allowing it by staying… idk what to do realistically with 3 kids involved but I need to do it soon, safely and efficiently. I can’t really heal from this, idk how, no matter how many ways he says sorry..He has never been honest, I have always only found out myself. I’ve never received any type of closure from all these situations, Which makes me feel crazy that he thinks everythings okay and normal, I feel crazy I stalk his phone, that I smell fireball on his breathe but he swears he’s not drinking. Him lying while I’m looking at facts/proof.. it’s all driving me crazy!
I’m not perfect I started talking to an my ex after I kicked him out when I found his first OF account. I also made a dating app to make him mad. Hes claims he’s never cheated physically and he wants to be a family, thats why I never really consider us “broken up” if hes constantly texting me begging for his family back and claims he tryna do for better us. I want to go to therapy before giving up on Him but he refuses to go. IDK if Hes the narc thats gaslighting me? Or if I’m the narc ? Idk if I’m going through a reactive trauma response? I feel like I was a happy child/teenager and I never use to be this angry….I don’t feel like myself anymore and as for him, I don’t even know who that man is when I look at him. All I feel is anger and disgust. If this isn’t fixable, what would be some good first steps to end this toxic relationship?

Anyone know how to get saints row 1 to work on xenia? I got a pop up saying something went wrong and something about io calls?

I think I’m quitting my job. I kinda was told by the other hosts that it was toxic and exclusive when I started and was specifically told about a girl named Jenny. Some managers say they don’t understand why she hasn’t been fired and she’s apparently bullied multiple girls and have made them quit. She’s been there years and is still there so that’s why I’m not sure if it’s worth bringing up. The hosts here are known for being mean.. they ignore new ppl and don’t even bother saying hi
It’s mostly the weight comment that annoys me though
She makes me uncomfortable. She will be really friendly when she wants something like to take my shift but really rude and pouty most days. Some days she’s friendly and we get alone great. I’m always nice to her and so we got along. But I always kept In mind that when I started working there she made a comment about my weight. She was talking abt how another girl she’s friend with was so skinny and size xs. Than Jenny said how she could never fit into size xs.
I casually went “oh yeah me too” just to say something (truthfully I am a size xs but I just wanted to be pleasant and go along with Jenny and was trying. To say I’m not an xs either to make her comfortable and chat). Jenny looks me up and down in a rude way and goes “you think ur the XS??”. She took what i said wrong but either way I find her reaction gross. I apppgizizef and told her that’s not what I meant.
I accidentally ended up going on a date with the guy Jenny had an obsessive crush on and had hung out with. She wasn’t gonna tell me but I found out through my manager that she had hungout with him. We bonded over him being a player and she mentioned how he treated me a lot better than her. I still didn’t wnana be her friend bc she’s been mean to girls I know but would always be polite to her. She unfollowed me on social media which is so awkkard to me.. like just be pleasant and why does she have beef with me one day and act nice the next

5 star Operator Jurgen
Class: Sniper
Subclass: Close range/Heavy shooter
Level 80
HP 1600
ATK 800
DEF 210
Arts Resist 0
Redeploy Time 70 seconds
DP cost 19
Block 1
Attack Interval 1.6
Talent 1: Psychic Blank
Allies and enemies within adjacent tiles will take zero arts damage, operators deployed adjacent to Jurgen will deal zero Arts damage.
M3 Skill 1: “Rapid fire” Manual SP Start 5 SP Cost: 25 Duration 20 seconds charge type: per second
ASPD +80
M3 Skill 2: “Melta” Manual SP start 50 SP Cost: 70 charge type: per second
The next attack will deal 4000% ATK as physical damage to all ground enemies one tile in front of Jurgen.
File
Basic Info:
[Code Name] Jurgen
[Gender] Male
[Combat Experience] Unknown (50 + years)
[Place of Birth] Unknown (Planet Valhalla Imperium of Man)
[Date of Birth] Unknown
[Race] Unknown (human)
[Height] 180cm
[Infection Status]
Medical Tests have confirmed no infection is present
Physical Exam:
[Physical Strength] Standard
[Mobility] Normal
[Physical Resilience] Standard
[Tactical Acumen] Excellent
[Combat Skill] Excellent
[Orginium Arts Assimilation] ????????
Profile:
Operator Jurgen, is the aide of operator Ciaphas Cain. Despite his disposition, he is a specialist in arctic warfare frequently outpacing other operators in such climates. His primary weapons are his “M36 Kantrael Lasgun” and “Meltagun”.
Clinical Analysis:
Imaging tests reveal clear, normal outlines of internal organs, and no abnormal shadows have been detected. Originium granules have not been detected in the circulatory system and there is no sign of infection. At this time, this operator is believed to be uninfected.
[Cell-Originium Assimilation] 0%
Operator Jurgen shows no sign of Orginium infection.
[Blood Orginium-Crystal Density] Undisclosed
Relevant data will not be disclosed due to the Medical Department’s agreement.
Archive file 1
Ferik Jurgen, Gunner First-Class, at first glance appears to be a soldier from the Ursus Empire however when questioned he claims he is not. When asked about his origin all he says is to “ask the commissar”. When medical tests were first conducted, staff discovered chronic Psoriasis and were horrified with his lack of hygiene as shown by the multitudes of food spoiled or otherwise hidden on his person and an ill-fitting uniform that looked to have not been washed since it had been made. It did not help that whilst in the infirmary multiple medical Arts devices failed and stopped working.
Archive file 2
Operator Jurgen is somewhat of an oddity among the staff of Rhodes Island. His record in combat and in daily operations of Rhodes Island is nothing less than stellar, remaining stalwart no matter the situation and generally polite. Despite this he is isolated from the majority of staff, with many complaints being submitted on the conduct of operator Jurgen. These mostly pertain to his general uncleanliness and mostly his smell, which has been said to “force you to breathe through your mouth so you taste it”, although some have been lodged due to his viewing of “risque” material in unsuitable locations. An attempt to remove his smell was made, however it returned the next day, as of now a medical exemption has been made so management has an excuse not to proceed in a useless endeavour despite the influx of reports.
Such behaviours indicate that Jurgen, although having a great tactical mind, seems to not fully comprehend social etiquette. His reputation is certainly not helped by his complete lack of an imagination and his literal attitude, with the simplest of jokes being able to be completely undetected by Jurgen unless explained. As a result, aside from Operator Ciaphas Cain and the Doctor, Jurgen interacts very little with his fellow operators, content to be ignored by his colleagues, something that many staff are all too happy to oblige.
Archive file 3
Whilst undergoing combat evaluations, operator Jurgen was able to demonstrate and explain his weapons abilities. His Lasgun is capable of fully automatic and semi-automatic fire with a single powerpack capable of 150 shots at standard power. Although not able to penetrate heavy armour at standard power, it is the range of this weapon that is most impressive, able to effectively hit a target at over twice the range of most modern crossbows which Jurgen frequently demonstrated on operations. The effect the Lasgun has on targets in operations are violent to say the least. On standard power it is capable of creating flash burns on the targets flesh vaporising the surface of the affected area, high power only further exacerbates the phenomena, capable of taking a targets limbs off due to flash boiling the water in a target's body and burning through heavy armour, albeit at the cost of extra power drain.
The power of the Lasgun however is incomparable to the Meltagun. The Meltagun is able to, as the name implies, melt enemies into a molten slag, as was demonstrated by Jurgen when he vapourised the torso of a Shieldguard. However this comes with the cost of close range, with Jurgen requiring to be within a few metres to most effectively use the Meltagun.
Archive file 4
[Classified Log]
Although reluctant, operator Ciaphas Cain was able to disclose the reasoning as to operator Jurgens unique powers. Cain describes Jurgen as a psychic Blank, able to disrupt and stop any psychic ability within a surrounding area around himself due to what Cain describes as a “lack of a soul”. This has manifested in practice with any operators nearby to not be able to use Arts or Originium Arts devices not working when in close proximity to operator Jurgen. Despite this Cain was quite confused about its current manifestation. According to past experience, most people capable of psychic attacks, whom Cain called psykers, would be in intense agony and be deathly afraid of being in such close proximity to a blank such as Jurgen. Cain recalled a psyker once having a seizure from being touched by Jurgen whilst he was trying to help her into a vehicle. This was after she struggled to get away from Jurgen who was rescuing her and her party from pursuing hostiles and said vehicle being their only reasonable means of escape. Jurgen does not have this effect on operators with high Originium Arts Assimilation when in close proximity. What this indicates about Orginium itself and its Arts is not conclusive.
Promotion record
[Classified Log]
The Engineering Department was unable to closely examine both Jurgens “M36 Kantrael Lasgun” and “Meltagun” due to Jurgens’ refusal, reasoning that “when we get home the tech priests might get mad”.
Jurgen did however ask if the Engineering Department would be able to develop more ammo for his Melta.
A canister that serves as a “magazine” for the Meltagun contained a combustible gas which was highly pressurised. This gas is apparently “promethium” and that all he had to do to refill the canister was fill it a quarter of the way full with liquid promethium and then press a button on the side of the canister. This promethium which when condensed and analysed in liquid form, was found to be made up of only hydrogen and carbon.
When asked about how promethium was produced, Jurgen stated that raw promethium was generally taken out from the ground and then refined by the “tech priests”. When Cain was asked about the liquid he agreed with Jurgens description of the fuel albeit in a more eloquent way. He did mention however among its many sources, it could be produced through the decomposition of organic material. The exact methods of production however are unknown to the both of them.
In the end refined liquid Originium was substituted in the Melta, with the Melta seemingly having no trouble using the new fuel source. However the engineering department will continue to study the promethium sample provided by Jurgen.
Audio Records:
Jurgen is said to have a phlegmatic voice, so make of that what you will.
Appointed as assistant:
The commissar says I will be your assistant for now. What do you need help with?
Talk 1
Have you seen operator Nian Doctor? I’m trying to find her so she can fill out some forms but I can't seem to find her.
Talk 2
Those people with the glowing wings, how do they sleep? Can they turn it off like a luminator?
Talk 3
I’m looking for a tea called Tanna Doctor, do you know where to find any? I want to keep well stocked for the commissar. Why?, the last time I didn’t have any the commissar fought across half a planet to get some.
Talk after promotion 1
It's calm here, not too much to do most of the time. It's nice, wish we were somewhere colder though.
Talk after promotion 2
You remind me a lot of the commissar Doctor. Always ready to help where you can to protect everyone. If you need something, just let me know. As long as it doesn’t interfere with the commissar, I’ll see what I can do.
Talk after trust increase 1
Why do I follow Ciaphas? When we first met he saved my life, afterwards word got out that the officers were looking for an aide to assign to the commissar. So I volunteered, got selected and we’ve been serving with each other since. I think that was… 30-40 years ago? Hard to keep track of time when travelling from war to war.
Talk after trust increase 2
Don’t I get Lonely?... used to it, I suppose. Never really had friends until I met the commissar, never really liked people much anyway. Rather be told what needed to be done than stand around trying to figure out what someone just said. Was never good at figuring out what people said anyway.
Talk after trust increase 3
Of all the planets we’ve been to, this is one of the nicer ones. Most of the time me and the commissar are running around dealing with problems that nobody else can fix. That hasn’t really changed much now, but compared to the things we normally fight it's a lot easier. Your guys are better than most militia anyway, maybe even some bluefeet guard. Most of you anyway.
Idle
Apologies miss, the Doctor is very busy right now, would like to make an appointment?
Onboard
Gunner First-Class Ferik Jurgen reporting for duty, do you know where the mess hall is? I’d like to use the kettle.
Watching Battle Record
I thought psykers were supposed to be rare?
Promotion 1
Promoted? Will I get extra pay?
Promotion 2
Before meeting you Doctor, the amount of friends I had could be counted with one hand. It's still one hand but at least I can add one more finger.
Added to Squad
Do you want me to bring anything for you Doctor?
Appointed as Squad Leader
I’m squad lead? But I’m not an NCO?
Depart
What's our mission for today?
Begin Operation
The Emperor protects.
Selecting Operator 1
Orders?
Selecting Operator 2
Something bothering you Doctor?
Deployment 1
Right away doctor.
Deployment 2
Very good, sir.
In battle 1
Frak off!
In battle 2
This ought to clear them out..
In battle 3
Firing!
In battle 4
Sorry Doctor, I didn’t bring any marshmallows.
(Jurgen was about to shoot his melta when an inquisitor joked if he brought marshmallows. Jurgen thought they were being literal until they told him it was a joke, he then later in another book makes a joke about forgetting to bring marshmallows. It is one of the only jokes jurgen makes on purpose.).
4-star result
Everyone said that this mission would be difficult, I don't see what the problem was. After all you’re here with us.
3-star result
Tanna, Doctor?
Sub 3-star result
“Ptuh” Sorry Doctor, some of the frak heads got away.
Operation failure
Don’t worry Doctor, the commissar will get us out of this.
Assigned to facility
Do you have a map?.
Tap
Yes doctor? Is there something you need?
Trust Tap
Are you hungry, doctor? I've got a few sandwiches and ration bars with me, just let me find them.
Greeting
Hello Doctor, what do you need me to do today?

I met a girl 4 years ago in uni, at that time she was taken so i didn't really chat with her at the time. Fast forward now, she isn't taken anymore so i decided to ask her out. We went out for a drink and a couple movie nights. During the last movie night. ,she said she met another one on a dating app, he is working at the bank he is 6'2 talk. Afte that day she stop watching my story snd slow replying my dm. What do u guys think?? Cos i was wondering did i do something wrong or said something wrong.

Is it worth bringing this up to management?
I think I’m quitting my job. I kinda was told by the other hosts that it was toxic and exclusive when I started and was specifically told about a girl named Jenny. Some managers say they don’t understand why she hasn’t been fired and she’s apparently bullied multiple girls and have made them quit. She’s been there years and is still there so that’s why I’m not sure if it’s worth bringing up.
It’s mostly the weight comment that annoys me though
She makes me uncomfortable. She will be really friendly when she wants something like to take my shift but really rude and pouty most days. Some days she’s friendly and we get alone great. I’m always nice to her and so we got along. But I always kept In mind that when I started working there she made a comment about my weight. She was talking abt how another girl she’s friend with was so skinny and size xs. Than Jenny said how she could never fit into size xs. I casually went “oh yeah me too” just to say something (truthfully I am a size xs but I just wanted to be pleasant and go along with Jenny and was trying. To say I’m not an xs either to make her comfortable and chat). Jenny looks me up and down in a rude way and goes “you think ur the XS??”. She took what i said wrong but either way I find her reaction gross. I apppgizizef and told her that’s not what I meant.
I accidentally ended up going on a date with the guy Jenny had an obsessive crush on and had hung out with. She wasn’t gonna tell me but I found out through my manager that she had hungout with him. We bonded over him being a player and she mentioned how he treated me a lot better than her. I still didn’t wnana be her friend bc she’s been mean to girls I know but would always be polite to her. She unfollowed me on social media which is so awkkard to me.. like just be pleasant and why does she have beef with me one day and act nice the next

Noise is the only vibration in the universe that reaches beyond. All else dies at the edges of existence. Light is worshipped by some, about as arcane as mathematics, but light is merely an illusion, just like time. Fire, life, sequence, crystallization, magnetism - all of the things that seem to compose reality are really nothing more than incidental and simple transferences of energy.
Energy is subject to vibrations, and only to vibrations.
Each vibration is unique and changes into every other vibration. It is the experience of a living being that the uniqueness of a vibration is entirely momentary. Living things also store a copy of the vibration with special ions. That part of the vibration remains inside the living creature, recalled at will in the creature's brain, as a memory.
The most powerful memories are just emotions, raw energy, perfectly synchronized to the vibration that the living creature experienced.
Life on Earth is especially vulnerable to the entropy of such vibrations. Most multi-cellular organisms on Earth suffer short lifespans. Even the intelligent lifeforms on Earth cannot escape from incredibly short lives.
Only the single celled organisms on the bottom of Earth's wealth-oceans of clean and breathable saltwater are insulated from the unique property of Earth that causes rapid entropy of Earthly organisms.
The intelligent lifeforms on Earth are usually limited to the first three levels of intelligence. Of this category, nearly every animal on the planet can be attributed some form of intelligence. It is humans, though, that are the most recent species to achieve a noteworthy fourth level of intelligence. Some humans, although less functional among their fourth level kindred, do achieve a fifth level of intelligence, or at least what a fifth level intelligent creature would look like if they were deprived of a fifth level intelligence society.
So humans, are unique, in that they are somewhere between a fourth and fifth level of intelligence as a species. Most of them are of the fourth level but a few of them are actually as smart as we are and are capable, even in their short lives, of advancing the technology and wisdom of the humans.
It should be noted that among their Seven is one who has written of the Dark Forest and predicted many weapons and battles that might be fought by humans if they were to meet other humans beyond their world. This Seventh also wrote of all-things and of inner-things and also described The Likeliness, as we know it.
Only a limited perspective, coupled with heightened fifth level intelligence could generate such a fantasy. Humans of Earth actually instinctively believe in the Dark Forest; they have no rebuttal because it actually makes sense to them.
It would not occur to a creature confined to a dying body that most worlds with intelligences have higher intelligences; that lower intelligences, those of creatures with very short lives: humans, have a broken perspective.
With a higher intelligence and a longer life, the two things that are usual requirements for civilizations, a different society exists. Typically warfare among a species, where it competes with itself, is limited to insects. Humans never noticed that there was something wrong with themselves, that warfare was a symptom of some kind of profound genetic sickness.
They don't know they are insane. Intelligent creatures that must accept living in quickly dying bodies. They are monsters, in their regard towards dying, for they know instinctively that their lives are too short.
That is why humans can kill other humans. They can kill other intelligent aliens with even more ease, it's a nervous reaction to attack an alien. They do so on impulse, killing something unknown to them. They fear the unknown, indeed, in their lives they experience many unknown and painful encounters.
Their world is one of being almost-altruistic and almost-aware and almost-wise and almost-peaceful. They are, after-all, almost as intelligent as we are. It is piteous that they can never escape from trying to survive. It is part of their nature to face danger. Without danger and conflict a human becomes depressed and is capable of the most bizarre act of any intelligent creature and one that proves that they are not-well, that their whole species is sick and broken:
A human being is actually capable of self-murder.
That is correct, there are numerous accounts of humans actually killing their own personal self. If this singular act does not prove their mania for death then, as The Likeliness would indicate: "A sequential probability would only result in the same consequence, anyway."
Or as a human I spoke to said: "Same difference."
I do realize the hilarity of human idioms, reducing The Likeliness to fractions of ideas instead of the proverbs that we can see spelled out in the void. Indeed, it was human senses of humor that was the initial digression of this report. Human laughter generates a unique vibration, included with my own personal musings.
The samples of human laughter have the same effect on my collective research agency. They assured me that it is the same not only for each individual, but for any individual of any intelligent species. Even heard through our natural medium it is as delightful. I've listened to the resonances of it in every possible contortion of sound that I could think of.
Should my reputation not proceed me, I am the one who discovered that the frequency of vibrations on Earth allows for such a consonant as this. I was able to record flat and sharp sounds, actual vibrations made by living creatures on Earth. Human noise, is of course, industrial and commercial and even broadcast.
I am not referring to their stormwind. I do, of course, want to remind everyone of the Cavern-Gods' old saying, which in our language goes: "When a rock falls it makes a sound."
We don't have to meditate too long to employ the value of such wisdom in our current pursuit of the source of human soothe-causing.
My musings must seem like a waste of time, if you have already heard for yourselves what human laughter resonates like.
It is a heartbreaking moment to recognize the language of The Likeliness, made in relief, by only a human.

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