Hola a todas. Dentro de algunos meses voy a empezar a trabajar en Lima y estoy preparando cosas para traer a Lima.
Sabéis que cosas en Lima son mucho más caras que otros lugares?
Por ejemplo, he investigado y resulta que lentes de contacto son mucho más caros que los en mi país.
Que otras cosas son también más caras que otros lugares y que tipos de cosas son más difíciles de encontrar y mejor prepararlas de antemano?
Muchas gracias!
( soy chica y tengo 23 años)

The Terran Union Heavy Cruiser, Roanoke, had spent the last 6 months raiding Naalx supply lines in the Flores sector.
They were finally returning to Terran Space for some much-needed refit and some R&R. But first, they were stopping at the Bateri space station orbiting Emsar IV.
She would be meeting a Terran Union squadron to escort her prizes back to the Couster system. 4 freighters, a massive ore hauler, and a damaged Naalx corvette that answered a distress call sooner than expected.
The Roanoke was one of the new Grenville class heavy cruisers, faster and more heavily armed than the other heavy cruiser classes operating as part of a Terran Union fleet.
They were designed as solo raiders able to operate deep in enemy space, raiding enemy supply lines and facilities.
Their design included several newly developed systems, including a new style of radiator for dumping excess heat.
At 500 m long and painted black as night, she was very intimidating to see on visual screens and even more so at close range. Her CrCoNi (chromium, cobalt, and nickel) hull was covered in 12” of ablative armor covered in a black laser-resistant material able to reduce the effectiveness of enemy sensors and target locks.
The experimental Baxter radiators efficiently released excess heat into space but still left them exposed to radiation detection sensors.
Captain Josef Král had been hand-picked to command the Roanoke when she came into service 18 months ago. He was a popular officer with 20 years of combat experience on just about every ship in the Terran Union’s navy.

He’d also provided technical assistance during its design phase so his familiarity with the ship made him the best choice for putting the ship through her paces. This would be the very first voyage behind enemy lines as a raider.
And it’d been a rousing success, hitting targets deep in Naalx space as reprisal for Naalxian raids on Terran border colonies. The First Naalx-Terran war had devastated both species and left them vulnerable to outside forces. The war wasn’t won so much as winding down to a series of raids and counter-raiding. A gentleman’s agreement to prevent raids and border skirmishes from turning into another full-scale war and the earlier consequences.
And Captain Král was very good at approaching that line in the sand without going over it. Several centuries earlier he’d have been a Privateer sailing the oceans on Earth.
This even led to the revival of the old pirate movies of the 20th century but Captain Král preferred likening it to the submarine warfare of the first half of the 20th century. That didn’t stop his crew from giving him a robot parrot.
He claims to hate it but everyone knows he’s been teaching it his extensive vocabulary of curse words, in dozens of languages, that he loved it.
And if you call him out on him walking around with it on his shoulder, he’ll claim he was just humoring the crew.
Captain Král was relieved to see the Terran squadron had arrived before him and ordered his little fleet to dock. It would be good to be able to get off the ship and move around without weapons.
As Captain Král exited the ship, he was surprised to see Commodore Allen waiting for him. It’d been several years since he last saw his friend and previous XO. Taking his prerogative as a Captain, he skipped the formalities, shook hands, and gave Commodore Allen a friendly slap on the back.
“Mike? What the hell are you doing here? This is escort job is for a Lt. to do” He asked
“I was in the neighborhood and volunteered. I wanted to see this new ship of yours and it’s been too long since we got a drink together.” Mike replied
Captain Král took a glance back to his ship and wasn’t surprised to see his current XO, Lt. Commander Nana Ricci had the resupply well in hand.
With a big grin, Captain Král said, “Let me see to my guests and we can see if we can scandalize the ratings like we used to.”
Captain Král approached the waiting station manager. The Bateri bowed in the formal greeting of her people. Not having the tentacles needed to return the bow, he just saluted her.
“Greetings Captain Král of the Terrans, how may we be of service?” The Bateri asked.
“Greetings Ananu of the Bateri. We request the use of your services,” he replied, finishing the ritual greeting.
“I see you returned successful in your raiding,” Ananu said, “How many bunks will you need?”
Unsurprised that the Bateri knew his mission, he replied “ 72 bunks with 3 more for your med bay, if you have the room.”
One of the most important functions provided by the Bateri was allowing for the return of captives taken in raids. This helped to keep things calmer by freely releasing captives to limit the amount of bad blood created during the raids and conflicts.
Crates of supplies, ammo, missiles, and the various other things needed to keep the ship functioning were being transferred from the smaller Terran ships. With her weapon complement being only slightly smaller than a battleship, she could go through a lot of ammunition. Even without being in serious combat, he liked to run frequent gunnery drills. Some Captains would just let their tactical computers handle operating the weapon systems and just have the gunnery crews handle reloads. But some hard lessons taught him that having the gunnery crews able to take direct control, as needed, was essential. He preferred to use up as much ammunition as needed during training to save lives later in combat.
Seeing everything in hand, he walked back to join his friend for a drink. They caught up on the doings of old friends and Mike’s family, toasts to fallen comrades, and eventually to the Roanoke.
‘How did she operate on her first long-range mission?” Mike asked
Taking a moment to organize his thoughts, Captain Král took a sip of his drink. “She handled better than expected. The new engine behaved itself, surprising for being just off the drawing board, the Baxters were damn efficient.”
Taking another sip before continuing, “ We didn’t use the torpedoes or the turreted railguns in combat but the rest performed as expected. That Corvette didn’t stand a chance so we didn’t get a full test of all the combat systems.”
“Going by the number of munitions I brought with me, you’d think I was resupplying a battleship” Mike joked
“Just about,” Captain Král chuckled. “During the design phase, I had to argue for such an increase of armament.” “It seemed to take forever for them to get it through their thick skulls that we’d be out there all alone and couldn’t call for reinforcements.” “So I convinced them to put the 2 particle beam systems in the bow of the ship and give me the 4 torpedo tubes. They had no problem with the pair at the bow but they couldn’t figure out why I wanted a pair aft. I swear I thought about launching them out of a tube.”

“At least they were starting to get it when I up-gunned the turrets to carry two large railguns. They did get upset at wanting to put on a turret in the middle of the ventral side but were relieved I left the other turret on the dorsal side ahead of the command structures”
Commodore Allen asked,” From the glimpse I got as you docked, it looked like you doubled the usual weapon systems?”
“She still has them 10 secondary batteries but I went with dual medium railguns for them” Captain Král replied, “ I put 4 of the quad-mounted autocannons on each side of the ship.”
“ It should let us save wear and tear on the railguns when we catch unarmed ships or against incoming fighters.”
“ I understand and it also saves on missiles, which with 4 heavy and 8 medium is a lot of missiles to carry.” Commodore Allen replied.
“I’ve also heard you were running tests on a more powerful deflector array to do more than just protect against radiation and small debris. Like maybe actual shields that would work on anything smaller than a battleship?”
“Yeah but not with any success,” Captain Král answered, “Anytime we tried to go past the standard low-power output, it played hell with our sensors.”
It was at that moment when Captain Král’s wrist communicator beeped for his attention.
“Just a second Mike,” he said as he keyed the communicator. “ Král, go ahead”
The sound of Lt. Commander Ricci’s voice came through the speaker, “ Priority message from the bridge Captain.”
“ What is the message?” Captain Král asked, not liking the way Ricci’s voice sounded worried
“ Sensor buoy reports large Naalx fleet dropping out of FTL, 2 million km out,” Ricci reported
Commodore Allen gave Captain Král the same concerned look that he was sure was on his face. “How many?” The captain asked
Ricci hesitated for a moment before answering “37 ships with more arriving every couple of minutes.”
Commodore Allen swore
Captain Král looked at his friend, “How long until you get your crews and get out of here?”
Commodore Allen thought for a moment, “ Maybe 20 minutes at the minimum.”
Captain Král muttered to himself, “They’ll be here before that.”
Both men got up, signaled to any of their personnel in the bar, and started out the door. “I’ll buy you the time but I’ll need to undock as soon as I get aboard my ship, maybe I can catch them off-guard. “ Captain Král
Commodore Allen replied, “That’s a suicide mission, there are too many for one ship to handle”
“Yeah, I know, old friend but if I don’t then we all die.” Captain Král explained, “ Do me a favor, I’m going to send you my non-essential personnel, take them and those still on the station with you. Get them home.”
Reaching the hatch to the docking bay, both men stopped to shake hands. “Of course, Josef.” Commodore Allen replied, “But if anyone can find a way out of it, it’s you, my friend.”
After a final salute, both men parted ways to reach their ship. As Captain Král jogged down the docking bay, he sent orders for Ricci to send all non-essential personnel to Commodore Allen and asked if they had sufficient hands to man all combat stations.
Ricci’s reply reassured him, “ Aye Sir, most of the crew on the station are from the 2nd watch, and the few people from the first watch are non-essential.”
“Be ready to launch as soon as I get aboard.” He ordered.
He passed several members of his crew, en route to join Commodore Allen. He stopped to return their salute. At the disappointed look in their eyes, he told them. “I know you don’t want to leave the ship but the Commodore needs some real sailors to get out on time. You know how those logistic guys are. They’ll get lost trying to find their own bridge”
That look reassured them and after a final salute, they headed down the dock to join Commodore Allen
Captain Král reached the cargo ramp and started up it, calling Ricci and telling her to shove off and he’d be on the bridge shortly.
He sprinted down the corridor, leaping over the lower lips of the vacuum-tight doors.
“Captain on the Bridge!” rang out from one of the bridge techs. Aside from the guards and his XO, the rest of the bridge crew kept working. Nodding his approval at their knowing when to discard ceremony for action. He walked over toward his console before speaking.
“What do we have, Lt. Commander?”
Turning to face him, Captain Král could see just how worried she was. “Current count is 48 ships.” Touching the console’s keys to bring up a list of ships before continuing, “ 18 capital ships and a mix of sub-caps, still trying to ID them.”
“They’re just maintaining position for now.” Ricci finished, her voice slightly puzzled.
“They’re waiting for something or someone,” Captain Král answered the unasked question.
“How many crew did we leave behind?”
“641, Sir” the XO replied
“ Helm, are we clear of the station's shielding?”
“Almost Sir,” The helmsman answered.
“Thank you.” Captain Král returned.
Turning to another tech, he said, “Sound Battlestations”

“Sir,” one of his sensor techs spoke up, “We have 2 more ships arriving.”
“ Thank you, Ensign.” Captain Král returned
“What class are they?” Lt Commander Ricci asked
After looking at her monitor again the tech replied, “1 heavy cruiser and something much bigger, waiting for the computer to ID it.”
Captain Král moved to look over the tech’s shoulder before standing up and facing his XO.
“Fleet Command Ship” he informed the tech and his XO.
Lt. Commander Ricci replied, “What the hell is one doing out here?”
“Good Question.” he answered, “And now that the players are on the field, the game can begin.”
Bringing up the sensor information to his console, Captain Král pointed at the enemy fleet. “They haven’t begun to deploy into battle formation yet.”
“That could be our chance.” Raising his head to look at his XO. “If we jump now we can land close and surprise them. After we land, we drive into the center of their formation and head for that big bastard.” He explained
“But Sir, We haven’t fully tested the jump drive!” the XO exclaimed
“No time like the present, “ Captain Král joked

“We’ll let the railguns and autocannon crews pick targets of opportunity, while we engage the command ship with our particle cannons, heavy railguns, and torpedoes,” he stated
“What about its point defense system, won’t it pick off the torps?” the XO asked
“We’re going to launch all the Hammerheads at it. It should overwhelm the system and let the torps through.” He answered before continuing, “I’m going to save the heavy missiles for now.”
“You’ll need to calculate the launch time of the Hammerheads to hit the point defense system as close to the time for the torpedoes to sneak through.” he ordered, “ But not so far they take out the Hammerheads too soon and let them hit the torps but not so close they set them off either.”
Looking at his XO, “You better get down to tactical Nana, this is going to get ugly, and it’s best we split up.” Captain Král commanded
Exchanging salutes, Ricci simply replied “Aye Sir.” and started for the hatch. Just before stepping through, she turned and said, “Good Luck, Sir.
“What’s the status of the Commodore’s squad?” Captain Král asked
One of his communication techs spoke up, “ They need 10 more minutes”
“Let me know the minute they are clear.” Captain Král ordered
Captain Král turned to comms tech and ordered, “Intraship comms if you please ensign”
“Aye sir” the tech replied before turning to his console and speaking into the mic,” Now hear this, Now hear this. Message from the Captain.”
“ Well folks, this isn’t the fight I wanted but this is the fight we got” Captain Král started
“ I’m sure you’ve heard scuttlebutt about the situation but here it is. We are facing a superior force numbering 49 ships. And we need to give the Commodore’s squadron time to go to FTL and get the hell out of here.” he paused before continuing, “ The plan is to mix it up with the enemy at close range. They aren’t in battle formation yet so we can hurt them.”
“Good luck and let’s make them regret fucking with the Roanoke.”
The sounds of cheers came back over the speakers.
“Helm, are we clear of the station shielding?” the Captain asked
At the affirmative given by the helmsmen, he just nodded
Touching a button on his console, he asked, “Are you in place XO?”
“Aye Sir.” the Lt. Commander replied
“ As soon as we land, be ready to open up with the dual and quad mounts.” He ordered
The XO replied with an affirmative.
“Helm, at my command, jump between 25-50 km to the starboard of the fleet.”
“As soon as we land, hard to port and get us in the middle of them. Be ready for rapid maneuvers, maybe we can throw off their laser battery tracking systems. Might let us survive a little longer” Captain Král ordered. “Aye Sir” the helmsman replied
Taking a quick look around to make sure his crew was ready, he turned back to wait for the signal the jump drive was ready.
At the signal, he ordered “Jump”
He felt the ship lurch forward and shudder. It took less than 5 seconds to jump from the station to within the targeted range, but it felt like forever.
And then they were less than 5 km from an enemy battleship.
“Oh shit!” exclaimed the helmsman and steered to avoid it. Captain Král hid a moment of panic with a joke, “ Someone make note that the jump drive targeting system needs work.”
His joke brought a chuckle from his crew and got them back to focus on the taste.
Stabbing a button on his console, he ordered “XO, fire secondary batteries,”
There was nothing to see or hear from the massive volleys of the secondary batteries coming to life. But he knew the gun crews were already raining devastation on enemy warships. “Helm, Hard to Port!” he ordered, not tearing his view away from the main viewscreen.
Captain Král looked at his console at the images sent to the bridge from the various gun cameras.
He could see the flashes of light from projectiles hitting their shields. He watched as other high-velocity projectiles punched through their hulls. He could just make out the impact of the explosive-tipped slugs fired by the autocannons.
Captain Král turned back to the main viewscreen. “Hard to starboard!”
“Head for that big son of a bitch!” he ordered
The Naalx were slow to respond but they began to return fire with some trying to gain some distance to clear the line of fire of other ships. The helmsman’s evasive maneuvers were also giving the enemy’s gunners fits from repeated misses.
But the damage sensors on the armor told of an increasing number of hits as the Naalx began to respond in an organized manner. The resistance coating reduced the damage from the Naalx laser batteries but didn’t completely nullify it. “Helm, get me a clear shot at the command ship.” the Captain ordered
A bright flash to starboard marked the death of an enemy cruiser. Status reports listed 2 sub-capitals holed and venting atmosphere. Dead or damaged, they were out of the fight.
One capital ship was dead in space with another missing its bow.
5 down too damn many to go The captain muttered
He watched and waited, ignoring damage alarms and the occasional shudder as shots began to get through the armor and explosively decompress a compartment when they penetrated the hull.
He finally saw what he wanted, an unobstructed line of fire to the command ship.
His finger smashed down on the console button. “ XO, Launch Torpedoes. Take the gloves off the main batteries. Drop the hammer!”
He watched the glitter of the particle beams as they bridged the gap between the Roanoke and the Naalx ship. In a moment, he caught sight of the torpedoes' thrusters as they left the tubes and picked up momentum. Holes and brief explosions marked the impact of his weapons. But the sheer volume of Naalxian fire was beginning to take its toll. The armor was failing or had failed in over a dozen spots. 3 autocannon and 1 railgun mount were out of commission.
2 minutes after they launched the torpedoes, the sight of more than 100 Hammerhead missiles was marked by the flare of their drives. Another volley of Hammerheads was launched the moment new missiles were lifted into the racks.
Captain Král called down to tactical, “XO, hold off on another volley for hammerheads.”
Checking his console, “Launch Shrikes at targets of opportunity with no shields, rear tubes target enemy capital ships and hope those torpedoes get through.” he ordered.
Multiple small explosions let him know the point defense systems were taking on the Hammerheads. And a moment later, a pair of massive explosions told him the nuclear-tipped torpedoes had hit their target.
“Captain, The Commodore’s squadron has escaped.” one of his techs announced.
“Thank you,” he answered
“Distance to command ship?” he asked
“ 250 km Sir” was the reply
“Helm, continue advancing on the command ship and pass her on our port side. We’ll give her a broadside and go to FTL after we clear.”
A tech from the damage control position spoke up, “Captain! FTL is down and jump drive is destroyed”
“Ahh hell’ cried the Captain.
“Damage report!” he ordered
“ Ventral turret destroyed, railgun mounts 2 and 5 destroyed, mount 9 damaged but functional. Autocannon mounts 11,13, 23 and 25 destroyed. Hammerhead launchers 3 and 8 destroyed.” The tech checked the screen before continuing, “ Explosive decompressions on decks 3 and 5. Explosive decompression in Med Bay. Ablative armor badly damaged and penetrated in around 20 spots. Engine #3 is down. Power unstable in many areas of the ship”
“FTL down, engineering needs an hour to fix. The jump drive is destroyed. Long-range comms are down” The tech finished.
“Casualty reports!” Captain Král ordered
A different tech replied, “249 dead, roughly 800 wounded with 327 too injured to fight.”
“Thank you.” he returned. Doing the math in his head he had just over 1300 combat effective and 482 of those were his Marines, the other 18 were left behind.
After thinking a moment, “Helm, same course as before but since we can’t go to FTL, circle to the aft of the command ship and lessen the incoming fire for the moment”
Looking over to the comms tech, “ Get me the chief engineer on the horn.”
Tapping the switch on the console, he called down to tactical. “ XO, I’m taking us around to the aft of the command ship and play peek-a-boo.”
“We’ll pass on her port side and I want a broadside from all batteries that can hit it and launch half the Shrikes we have left at it.”
“After we get to their rear, target enemy aft batteries, I want them all hunks of twisted metal.” Captain Král ordered
“Aye Sir.” Lt. Commander Ricci replied. “Ammo count update Sir.”
“Go ahead,” he replied
“Only the two forward tubes are loaded, aft tubes empty, railgun and autocannon are down to 30%. Dorsal turret is at 10% but they are working on transferring surviving ammo from the Ventral turret.
We can launch 4 more full racks of Shrikes and 5+ Hammerheads.” She finished
“Understood. Thank you” Captain Král replied
“Captain, Chief Engineer on the line” a tech relayed
“Route it to my console,” he ordered
“ I need you to place charges on the computer core, all the experimental equipment, engines, and fire suppression control. If we go down, I don’t want them getting a damn thing but blood and pain.”
“Aye Sir.” The Chief replied.

Captain Král turned back to watch as the Roanoke passed the command ship to port. He watched as massive explosions rippled across the enemy flank and dorsal surface. They were too close for the point defense to pick off the majority of the Shrikes.
As the Roanoke got behind and slightly below the enemy command ship, she slowed and allowed her surviving batteries to silence the command ship's aft batteries.
Captain Král called down to tactical, “XO, fire half our remaining hammerheads into her engines.”
“Affirmative,” replied the XO
Captain Král watched as the hammerheads impacted the command ship’s engines and saw the thrust nozzles dim as the engines went offline. The enemy batteries stopped firing and she began to drift.
“Helm, get us 500 km from the command ship and line up to fire our last 2 avalanche torpedoes.” Captain Král ordered
“Aye Sir, 500km bow towards the enemy” the helmsman repeated
The Captain called down to tactical ” Nana, We’re positioning the ship to line up the front tubes and we’re going to kill that bastard. Stay on the line and fire on my order.”
“Aye Sir, we’re ready.” The XO answered
“Helm?” Captain Král asked
“ 3 seconds Captain.” the helmsman replied
Captain Král watched and as soon as he got the angle he wanted, “Fire Torpedoes!” he commanded
The whole bridge crew watched and waited for the impact. Both torpedoes struck amidships and tore massive holes in the hull. As they watched, lines of explosions traveled across the hull and began to rip the ship in half. The bridge crew let out a yell and the rest of the ship after the Captain had the information broadcast over the intercom.

“ Helm, get us the hell out of here. Maybe we can outrun the bigger ships and buy time to fix the FTL.” Captain Král ordered
But before the helmsman could act, there was a massive jolt.
“What the hell?” he yelled
A tech answered, “ We were rammed by a Naalx cruiser and several smaller ships are closing in.“
But instead of ramming the Roanoke, they launched breeching pods.
His finger stabbed down to open the intercom. “ All hands, Prepare to Repel Boarders! Security teams, tactical will relay their access position. “ He ordered
He pulled out his sidearm and checked that it was ready. Several other techs did the same, while his security detachment moved to defensive positions to watch the hatch.
“Target those pods!” Captain Král ordered but he didn’t need to say it, his gunnery crews were on it. Here and there a brief flash of light marked the destruction of a pod.

“XO, fire all remaining missiles. Pick your targets,” he commanded “All batteries, open fire.”
He left the tac net open to track the status of the enemy boarding parties.
He listened to the cacophony of noises coming over the tac net.
“Security team alpha to section 7, level 3. Bravo team section 2 level 1, Charlie team section 12, level 5” Lt. Commander Ricci ordered.
“There’s too many, fall back to position 2…” an unidentified voice ordered
Another voice firmly stated, “Hold your ground, nothing gets past us.”
“Theta team down, a handful of Naalx heading for engineering!” a panicked voice exclaimed
And dozens of others just like it, always with the sound of combat in the background.
“Captain, more breaching pods en route!” a tech exclaimed
“Get me the Chief Engineer!” the Captain ordered
At the Chief Engineer’s response, he ordered “Detonate all sabotage charges except the main computer. Set that one on a manual trigger at my console with a 20-minute timer as a backup. And then set the reactors to overload, we’re not going to hold the ship much longer. And set a charge to breach the hull and decompress Engineering as soon as you are clear”
“Affirmative, Captain. She was a good ship” the Chief replied
Turning to his bridge crew, “Give the order to abandon ship. Have all the pods head for the station.”
The Captain called tactical, “Lt. Commander Ricci, all hands abandon ship. Get as many of them home as you can.”
“ I understand, Sir.” She answered, “I’ll see you at the station.” she said hopefully
“I'm afraid not, Nana. I’m the Captain and I’m going down with my ship.” he stated, “And someone needs to make sure they can’t shut down the overload.”
“Transfer all fire controls to my station and get the hell out of here.”
“Aye Sir, It’s been an honor” the XO replied
“The honor is all mine. You are going to make an excellent Captain. Goodbye my friend” Captain Král finished.
His bridge crew tried to convince him to go with them but he declined and ordered security to get them into the escape pods.
Then he sat and watched as his consoles began reporting each pod as it launched. He also kept an eye on his sensors and concentrated fire on any Naalx ship that was moving to intercept the pods. They knew better than to fire on them but nothing said they couldn’t capture them.
He also prepared a probe with all the ship logs and combat data and fired it toward human-held territory. It would run silently until it exited the system and then begin broadcasting a coded signal for pickup.
He was dismayed at how few pods had left the ship and regretted so many young lives had been cut short.
As he saw the last pod clear the battlefield, he sat back for a moment and then triggered the charge on the main computer.
A hard pounding came from the other side of the hatchway. But there wasn’t enough power to open it. He guessed the pinging on the door was them firing their lasers and trying to blast it open.
He wondered if it would work but a huge rumble, a bright flash, interrupted, and the long career of Captain Král was finally over.
News of the Roanoke’s final battle flashed across news channels on hundreds of worlds. Her courageous and foolhardy charge at a superior force. The damage she did to the Naalx fleet before her destruction. How, of the 1859 members of the crew that went into the battle, only 108 survived.
The videos taken from both sides during the battle played over and over again.
How the Naalx picked up all the escape pods and released them on the station immediately.
And even recovered the bodies of any human they found while gathering their dead.
Naalx losses were the command ship, 2 capital ships, 9 sub-capitals destroyed, and a dozen other vessels damaged in one form or another. Naalx casualties were over 50,000 dead
Only the Naalx’s immense respect for courage, audacity, and bravery in the face of danger kept the skirmish from blowing up into a war.
The Naalx rendered full military honors as they turned the Human dead over to Lt. Commander Ricci.
The Captain Král, A Grenville-class cruiser, was launched 2 years later. Captain Nana Ricci in command.
Authors note- I hope you enjoyed this story. It's based on a historical event. Which according to an idiot on youtube is plagiarism.
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Hacer ejercicio es bueno tanto para la salud física, como para la salud mental. El ejercicio te ayuda a reducir síntomas de estrés, ansiedad y depresión, además de mejorar tu sueño lo que es muy bueno para que te sientas bien.
Sugerencias para comenzar a hacer ejercicio:
Comienza poco a poco:
No importa si comienzas con una cantidad mínima de ejercicio, de ahí puedes aumentar gradualmente.
Establece objetivos medibles a corto y largo plazo:
En lugar de un objetivo general como "Me pondré en forma", intenta "Caminaré todos los días durante 10 minutos después de las comidas" o "usaré el ascensor en lugar de las escaleras, al menos para un piso".
Elige actividades adecuadas para ti:
Haz una actividad que disfrutes como caminar, trotar, unirte a un deporte de equipo o bailar. Si realizas una actividad que te gusta, te será más fácil mantenerla a mediano y largo plazo.
Incorpora la actividad física a tu vida diaria:
Camina o usa tu bicicleta en lugar de usar el automóvil o el transporte público para viajes cortos.
Cuando debas ir a algún sitio lejano, estaciona más lejos de tu destino o bájate antes de llegar al mismo, para caminar un poco más.
Procura usar las escaleras en lugar de usar el ascensor.
Puedes limpiar tu casa o tu cuarto. Actividades como pasar la aspiradora, limpiar ventanas y trapear pisos son buenos ejemplos de actividad moderada.
Periódicamente me gustaría compartir información sobre salud mental, y como yo también soy de Lima, quería hacerlo en este subreddit.
Que tengas un buen día.

Hola! Soy peruana y obtuve residencia de US por mis papas, me pidieron hace 10 años y recien salio! Me mude a san diego y tengo trabajo remoto, entonces toces viajo mucho a Peru. Pero viajo siempre tijuana- lima. No uso el cbx de Tijuana, sino mi mama me lleva en el auto al aeropuerto de tijuana y lo mismo al regreso. Por ende, entiendo q no paso migración de usa. Esto lo hago xq se q se tiene q quedar max 6 meses fuera de USa, y me da miedo q me digan algo. Entiendo que migración de usa no tendria como chequear esto correcto? cada vez q paso de regreso y me preguntan digo q acababa de ir al dentista…

Je suis en couple (F30 et H30) avec un homme depuis 7 mois. Tout se passe bien. Du moins je croyais.
C'est quelqu'un de très porté sur le sexe. Il a toujours été transparent sur son passé : il a fait sa première fois avec une prostituée, il a beaucoup utilisé les applications de rencontres pour du sexe notamment des applications qui renvoie vers des personnes qui ont des demandes particulières (fétichisme, bdsm ect...).
Il a eu recours plusieurs fois à des prostituées (nous sommes dans un pays où c'est légalisé). De ce qu'il m'a dit les dernières datent d'avant notre rencontre l'été dernier. Il m'a toujours dit qu'il était allé les voir soit pour tester des choses soit car il n'avait pas eu de rapports depuis bien trop longtemps.
Je n'ai jamais été réticence envers ses révélations. Je considère que beaucoup d'hommes ont eu recours à ces pratiques mais ne l'avouent pas. J'ai même apprécié qu'il me confie cette partie de lui, pour moi il m'accorde une grande confiance.
Le problème c'est que dernièrement j'ai de gros doutes. Je me demande si il n'y retourne pas pour plusieurs raisons :

• il m'a posé la question sans aucun contexte si je préférais être trompée avec une fille lambda ou une escort. Je lui ai rappelé cette question un mois plus tard. Il était choqué que je m'en souviennes. Et m'a répondu non mais j'ai choisi d'être avec une personne que j'aime plutôt que d'enchaîner les escort en envoyant la tête sur le côté d'un air un peu déçu accompagné d'un sourire "tant pis faut faire un choix". J'ai un peu tiqué sur sa réaction

L'élément déclencheur :

• samedi dernier (nous nous voyons que les weekends) j'ai remarqué des griffures entre le coup et l'épaule ainsi que sur le bras près du pli de l'aisselle. Il y avait trois griffures fraîches en diagonales. Quand je l'ai questionné déçu il a dit que c'était pas des griffures et s'est énervé. Pourquoi s'énerver dans ce cas là ? J'ai trouvé cette réaction très bizarre.... (Il n'a pas les ongles longs)

Je n'ai pas arrêté d'y penser. Et j'ai recommencé à ruminer sur un logo que j'ai aperçu sur son ordinateur. En février, nous étions devant son ordi et une icône ma interpellée sous la barre de recherche Google. J'ai cherché très longtemps jusqu'à abandonné. Hier soir j'ai trouvé. C'est un site descort. J'ai reconnu le logo. Je suis sur le cul. Je me suis inscrite dessus et j'ai commencé à vérifier les icônes WhatsApp des filles qui pourraient potentiellement lui plaire. J'ai eu un électro choc. Je vois la photo de profil en illustration d'une fille où les cheveux sont prédominants. Je fais directement le lien avec la photo que j'ai vu début mars sur son portable. Elle avait attiré mon attention et je m'étais dit tiens c'est bizarre qu'est ce que c'est ? Peut être que c'est pour prendre rendez vous chez le coiffeur. C'est bien l'escort.
Je ne vois pas comment le confronter. Je n'ai pas de preuve tangible (screens ect ...) seulement le souvenir de tout ce que j'ai vu. J'aimerais lui poser la question ce week-end : est ce que tu continues à aller voir des escorts ?
Sans jugement. Je ne veux pas le blâmer. La relation est jeune, peut être que je ne lui donne pas satisfaction sexuellement parlant, je préfère qu'on soit honnête aujourd'hui et qu'on arrête la relation car nous ne sommes lié par rien (mariage enfants....). J'ai peur qu'il ne me dise pas la vérité et qu'il parte dans une colère noire en me disant que je ne lui fais pas confiance ect.
Comment faire si il nie ou qu'il me fait passer pour une folle ? Le croire ou partir....
Merci

Hola gente. Me llamo Juli, tengo 27 años y vivo en Jalisco. Primero que todo ya sé que hay muchas publicaciones parecidas a esta pero mi caso es un poco raro y enserio necesito sus opiniones.
Mi problema es que soy virgen a los 27. No fue por razones religiosas o por ser como los 'otakus' raros o nada asi. En el pasado tuve 3 novias pero con ninguna llegue a tener relaciones sexuales. Una razon por cual esto paso, fue porque en mi region la gente en general es muy conservadora/religiosa (Soy de un pueblo ubicado al este de Guadalajara) y ellas querian esperar para despues del matrimonio. Mi primer novia la tuve a los 14 años, con ella estuve hasta los 16. La segunda novia la tuve desde los 17 hasta la edad de 20. La ultima, creo que ni fue una verdadera novia pero fue una morra Chilena que conoci cuando pase un verano en España cuando tenia 22. Aunque me fui, hablabamos por internet todos los dias por mas de un año, pero al fin, la realidad de que yo no vivire en Chile y ella no vivira en Mexico, nos apago el amor y ya somos mas amigos que novios. desde eso, pasaron la cuarentenas y todo y me quede sin conocer a nadie. Cuando estuve en la Uni, casi no tenia tiempo para conocer mujeres porque estaba siempre ocupado (Estudié Arquitectura) y ahora que sali y estoy trabajando, me parece que la gran mayoria de las mujeres de mi edad ya tienen a su pareja y no hay muchas disponibles. El año pasado mi prima me invito a un 'baile' en el pueblo que esta a un lado del mio (Tepatitlan) y todas las chicas en ese baile tenian como 15-16 años...asi que pues obvio ese lugar no era ideal. Pensaba unirme a un curso de cocinar o para hacer Boulder, haber si ahi conozco a alguien, pero no tengo tantas esperanzas. No lo quiero aforzar. Quiero conocer a alguien y enamorarme naturalmente.
Verdaderamente siento como si ya se me esta pasando el tren y quizas voy a tener que juntarme con alguien que no es de mi edad. Y mas grave todavia, siento miedo y verguenza de que no tengo experiencia sexual. Osea, no se como apropiadamente darle plaser a una mujer, ya que nunca lo hice... Me informe de los libros de kamasutra y otros, pero pues como todas las cosas, leer de algo en un libro y hacerlo en realidad, es completamente diferente. Y pues con la chica Chilena, estabamos a punto de hacerlo pero siempre nos hacian interrupción sus roomies. Pero tambien, tenia mucho miedo y sentia como si tendria un ataque de ansiedad antes de esos momentos con ella. Siento ue esto paso porque las cosas se sentian muy rapidas, pero tambien porque pense que quizas no le gustaria que yo no tengo mucha experiencia.. Considere hacerlo con mujeres 'escorts' para hacer como practica, pero queria que mi primera vez fuera con alguien especial.
Que me aconsejan? :(

Últimamente en toda la zona norte de Lima esta oliendo terriblemente, pensé que era por mi barrio pero resulta que es en muchos distritos. Por ahi escuche que son una fabrica de harina de pescado que estaba fuera de Lima y que por los vientos esta dirigiéndose a Lima pero ahora dicen que es en el Callao. Huele horrible a pescado podrido, a azufre, a desagüe y como si habría cerca una chancheria. Esto se daba al menos 1 vez por mes y solo unas cuantas horas, ahora es casi todo los días todo el tiempo y no se que hacer nadies se queja, que hacen las autoridades, el ministerio del ambiente, el alcalde o la municipalidad donde se origina este olor y por ultimo no e escuchado casi noticias sobre este tema
Tengo que cerrar toda ventana de mi casa casi todo el dia para evitar ese olor super desagradable.

Hola! Soy chileno y viajaré junto con mi esposa a Perú por 12 días durante junio. Planeo arrendar un auto en el aeropuerto, recorrer Lima y visitar algunas otras ciudades del país. Qué me recomiendan ver sí o sí? Qué me pueden comentar sobre los tramos de carretera entre ciudades? Por lo que vi las distancias no son tan largas pero los tiempos sí que son significativos. Nuestra ruta (por el momento) es algo así:
Llegada: 13/06, 15.40
13/06: Lima
14/06: Lima
15/06: Lima
16/06: Viaje desde Lima a Huancayo (aprox 7 horas, paradas en el camino por evaluar)
17/06: Huancayo
18/06: Viaje desde Huancayo a Ayacucho (otras 7 horas, paradas por evaluar)
19/06: Ayacucho
20/06: Viaje desde Ayacucho a Pisco (7 horas más, paradas por evaluar)
21/06: Pisco y Paracas
22/06: Ica
23/06: Viaje desde Pisco a Lima (3.30 horas)
24/06: Lima
25/06: Lima en la mañana
Partida: 25/06, 18.40
Nos gusta visitar lugares emblemáticos de cada ciudad, rincones interesantes, incluso podrían ser pueblos o lugares que estén cerca de las ciudades (1 hora de distancia por ejemplo)
Gracias!

Alguien conoce un spot en lima donde pueda vender mis funko pops? Tengo 4 Funko's de cuando coleccionaba y ahora ya no y prefiero que alguien más los tenga a qué esten ahí agarrando polvo También he intentado en Marketplace varias veces y no tuve suerte

Hola, que tal con todos!
estoy tratando de solicitar mi pasaporte pero veo que para hacer cita, no hay disponible en ningun lugar de Lima x.x
A alguien le pasa igual o es que es cosa de mi conexion a internet o el buscador que uso? en caso no fuera asi, que podria hacer? x.x
estoy solicitando porque postulare a una beca donde se me pide tener pasaporte de vigencia un año. y mi pasaporte se va a vencer en agosto de este año
a alguien le paso igual? que me recomendarian hacer? 🥲

Las que tienen los mejores doctores

Today's anniversaries are:
1985

• Supertramp - Brother Where You Bound (Rock)

1991

• Primus - Sailing the Seas of Cheese (funk metal)

2001

• Tool - Lateralus (Rock, Hard Rock, Metal)

2008

• ミドリ (Midori) - あらためまして、はじめまして、ミドリです。 (Aratamemashite, hajimemashite, Midoridesu.) ()

2009

• Maudlin of the Well - Part the Second (avant goth, experimental, experimental black metal, modern composition, progressive doom, psychedelic, Brooklyn)

2011

• Mombu - Mombu (experimental, metal, african music, doom, grind, jazz core, Roma)

2012

• Diablo Swing Orchestra - Pandora's Piñata (black, death, doom, extreme, metal, thrash, Wallingford)

2013

• Hybrid - Angst (death metal, experimental, extreme metal, mathcore, metal, progressive metal, Spain)
  
• Les Mouvements - Les Mouvements (progressive rock) Read our review.
  
• Mestís - Basal Ganglia (Rock)
  
• The Dillinger Escape Plan - One of Us Is the Killer (Rock)
  

2014

• Pasteur - Tetrachromacy (Rock)

2015

• Start the Reactor - Demo 2015 (experimental, grind, hardcore, metal, New York)

2016

• Daxma - The Nowhere of Shangri-La (metal, post-rock, atmospheric post-metal, doom metal, metal, post-metal, post-rock, Oakland)
  
• Gnarwolf - Abandon (metal, chaos, hardcore, noise, thrash, Austin)
  
• Syncatto - A Place to Dream (progressive rock, progressive rock, rock, syncatto, Fresno)
  
• Гравицапа (Hravycapa / Gravitsapa) - Demo-2 (experimental, avant-garde, math rock, minimal math, post-sludge, Lviv)
  

2017

• Baldvin Snær Hlynsson - Renewal (jazz, renewal, valdi kolli, flugelhorn, instrumental, modern jazz, modernjazz, piano, Iceland)
  
• Lūmen et tenebrae - Eternal Love (atmospheric black metal)
  
• Thicket of Antlers - Black Dogs (death metal, metal, metalcore, thrash metal, death metal, hardcore, heavy metal, metal, metalcore, ukmetal, underground, United Kingdom)
  

2018

• Bret Higgins's Atlas Revolt - Illusion Machine (jazz, juan carlos medrano, tzadik records, free jazz, latin jazz, modern jazz, nu-jazz, spiritual jazz, Toronto)
  
• Comatone & Foley - Trigger Happy 2 (electronic, electronic, electronica, experimental, idm, Sydney)
  
• Condone - No Room / No Place (metal, metalcore, Nashville)
  
• Miniatures - Trazos inexactos por un cuerpo gris buscando la excelencia (metal, Aguascalientes)
  
• Quasi-Stellar Radio Source - Ⅰ (experimental, metal, progressive rock, avant-garde, progressive metal, Milan)
  
• Sam Weinberg, Teté Leguía, and Weasel Walter - Weinberg / Leguía / Walter (experimental, new york, ambient, free jazz, improv, psych, Lima)
  

2020

• Amouth - Amouth (post-metal)
  
• Selfish Lover - Voluntary Human Extinction (grindcore, powerviolence)
  

2021

• 30 Immolated; 16 Returned - The Burial of the Dead: Excerpts from Stravinsky's Rite of Spring (1913) (avant-garde metal)
  
• Altered Animal - To Walk amongst Gods (nu prog)
  
• Canvas sōlāris - Chromosphere (progressive metal)
  
• Chris Potter - Sunrise Reprise (modern jazz)
  
• Cordâme - Da Vinci Inventions (modern jazz)
  
• Crossing the Rubicon - Anthologies, Volume Ⅰ (nu prog)
  
• Dordeduh - Har (progressive black metal)
  
• Ensemble 1 - Guitar, Bass, and Drums (experimental metal) Read our review.
  
• Francisco del Pino - Decir (indie classical)
  
• Frost - Day and Age (progressive rock)
  
• Giant Claw - Mirror Guide (experimental electro) Read our review.
  
• Luminism - East Coast Emo (nu prog, pop)
  
• Mammal Hands - Oni & Lantern (nu jazz)
  
• María Grand - Reciprocity (avant-garde jazz)
  
• Mats Gustafsson & Joachim Nordwall - Shadows of Tomorrow & the Brain Produces Electrical Waves (free improvisation)
  
• Psychonaut & Sâver - Emerald (post-metal)
  
• Rhododendron - Protozoan Battle Hymns (avant-prog)
  
• Robert Gross - Chronicles (contemporary classical, electroacoustic)
  
• Sam Birchall - Cosmos and Disaster (math rock) Read our review.
  
• Sarah Neufeld - Detritus (soundtrack)
  
• See You Space Cowboy & If I Die First - A Sure Disaster (mathgrind)
  
• Sons of Kemet - Black to the Future (nu jazz)
  
• Subterranean Masquerade - Mountain Fever (progressive metal)
  
• Tàlveg - As It Fades (avant-garde jazz)
  
• The Monolith Deathcult - V3 : Vernedering (Connect the Goddamn Dots) (death metal)
  
• Vinícius Chagas - Chagas Changes (modern jazz)
  
• Wreche - All My Dreams Came True (experimental black metal)
  

2022

• Betriastellar - Cosmic Fertilization (progressive metal)
  
• Sophie Min Orchestra - Your Wings (modern jazz)
  
• Σέραπις (Serapis) - Vīta et mors (progressive death metal)
  

2023

• Vantana Row - Homelist (crustwave)

Seguimos recopilando algunas consultas comunes entre los que se han ido uniendo a esta comunidad en los últimos días. Las dudas que salen acá salen de los comentarios que hemos ido leyendo.

¿Qué son las acciones y cómo comprarlas? 

Las acciones representan una parte del capital de una empresa, lo que significa que al comprar acciones, te conviertes en copropietario de la compañía. Las acciones se compran y venden en las bolsas de valores, como la Bolsa de Valores de Lima (BVL), Bolsa de Valores de Nueva York (NYSE) o el NASDAQ. Para adquirir acciones, necesitas abrir una cuenta con un corredor de bolsa (broker). Existen corredores tradicionales y plataformas en línea, cada uno con sus propios costos y servicios. Es importante investigar y elegir el que mejor se adapte a tus necesidades y nivel de experiencia.
Comprar acciones implica investigar sobre la empresa en la que deseas invertir, analizar sus estados financieros, su desempeño en el mercado, y las perspectivas futuras. Recuerda diversificar tu cartera, es decir, no poner todos tus huevos en una sola canasta. Esto ayuda a mitigar riesgos y maximizar tus oportunidades de ganancia.

¿Qué son los bonos y cómo puedo beneficiarme de la renta fija? 

Los bonos son instrumentos de deuda emitidos por empresas, gobiernos o instituciones para financiar sus operaciones o proyectos. Al comprar un bono, esencialmente estás prestando dinero al emisor a cambio de pagos periódicos de intereses (cupones) y el reembolso del capital al vencimiento del bono. Los bonos son considerados inversiones de renta fija debido a estos pagos regulares y predecibles.
Invertir en bonos puede ser beneficioso para aquellos que buscan una fuente estable de ingresos y desean reducir la volatilidad en sus carteras. Los bonos gubernamentales suelen ser más seguros que los corporativos, pero generalmente ofrecen rendimientos más bajos. Por otro lado, los bonos corporativos pueden ofrecer mayores rendimientos, pero también conllevan un mayor riesgo. La clave está en evaluar tu tolerancia al riesgo y tus objetivos financieros antes de elegir qué tipo de bonos comprar.

¿Cómo funcionan los fondos mutuos/fondos de inversión y cuáles son los mejores para principiantes? 

Los fondos mutuos o fondos de inversión son vehículos que agrupan el dinero de muchos inversores para comprar una cartera diversificada de acciones, bonos u otros activos. Estos fondos son gestionados por profesionales que toman decisiones de inversión en nombre de los participantes del fondo. Una gran ventaja de los fondos mutuos es que ofrecen diversificación instantánea, lo cual reduce el riesgo comparado con la inversión en un solo activo.

¿Cuál es la importancia de los commodities y otros activos alternativos para complementar la diversificación de un portafolio de inversiones? 

Los commodities, como el oro, el petróleo y los productos agrícolas, son activos físicos que pueden añadirse a una cartera de inversiones para diversificar aún más. La inversión en commodities puede actuar como un seguro contra la inflación y la volatilidad del mercado, ya que a menudo tienen un rendimiento diferente al de las acciones y bonos.
Además de los commodities, otros activos alternativos como las cryptos, los bienes raíces (real estate) y los hedge funds también pueden ser considerados para diversificar una cartera; sin embargo, estos activos suelen ser más complejos y pueden conllevar mayores riesgos, por lo que es crucial entender bien en qué estás invirtiendo y, si es necesario, buscar asesoramiento profesional (mi principal recomendación).
Si necesitan que profundicemos en algún concepto nos avisan en los comentarios.

Quería ir a pie a mi cuarto en Lima, así que hice caso a Google Maps. Terminé caminando en una carretera donde no había camino peatonal. Por poco los carros me atropella 😭

hola hola, voy de viaje por unos 4 días en lima y otro cuatro en cusco y quiero pasármela bien! me voy a quedar en miraflores ) me encanta caminar, sentarme sea en un parque o un café y igual me encante comida de todo tipo (busco peruano y japonés, pero igual de lo q caiga) y el precio no importa, pero q sea bueno si! vivo en brasil ahora entonces me hace falta un club q toca reggaeton - algunas recomendaciones? bares? cosas culturales? museos?
hey everyone, i’ll be in lima and cusco i want to have a good time! i’ll be staying in miraflores. I love going on aimless walks, sitting down at a park or a cafe, going to museums and eating yummy food (excited for authentic peruvian and japanese infused meals) and open to anything (any price) as long as it is good! I also am looking for great clubs and bars that play reggaeton! open to any & every suggestion! thanks

Soy turista en nicaragua y estoy en esteli y me gustaria Conocer un lugar o una pagina para conseguir escort en esteli para llevarme un recuerdo mas.

Banda necesito su ayuda, eh decidido postular al próximo examen de admisión Ulima pero encuentro un problema con el temario mismo ya que comparo con exámenes pasado y noto que en el temario faltan aclarar mas los temas que vienen estuve investigado por mi cuenta también pero como bien saben no se puede hacer mucho por el caso de que la mayoría de exámenes son reconstrucciones, en algunos veo temas de física, como nociones de cívica y economía cosa que no menciona el temario que brinda la misma universidad, bueno pido encarecidamente ayuda sobre si cuentan con algún tipo de información mas clara sobre el temario o que temas se repiten mas o cosas por el estilo, seria de mucha ayuda para poder prepararme por mi cuenta ya que tome la decisión tarde como para poder meterme en pre lima ya que en el momento que publico esto ya inicio, por favor cualquier tipo de consejo o tips me ayudaría un montón para poder alcanzar una de esas 400 vacantes.

Special thanks to u/SpacePaladin15 for creating the NoP universe.
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I'd also like to thank u/xskipy10 for their awesome fanart of the main cast as well as their recent Tohba meme and their fanart of Michael baysitting. You're work is a treasure!
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Thank you as well to u/Accomplished-Golf-59 for his take on Michael, Teylim, and Tohba in his submission for the Banner Art Contest, and u/Spacer_Catgirl4969 for their awesome music video featuring a pixel-art Dohkar in his bar. Be sure to give ALL of these awesome creators your love and support.
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And let's not forget u/Guywhoexists2812 who has been an awesome source of memes as well as sick pixel art, such as THIS and THIS!!!! And even THIS!!!!!! And how could I forget THIS!!!!!!!!!! Thank you so much!
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Today, we join Dohkar as he finally completes his mission and puts an end to the horrors of the Five Meadows Guild once and for all. Now all that's left...is to pick up the pieces...and prepare for whatever comes next... And finally...a family is made complete... LETTUCE...continue...
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Memory Transcript Subject: Dohkar, Venlil Bartender Date:[Standardized Human Time] January 16, 2137
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I’m not sure what I expected to see or experience when I finally caught up to Albiel, but it wasn’t this. What I saw before me had me completely off-guard. Albiel, on the ground, with a plasma burn straight through his knee, and standing above him, was…
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“Jerrick…put…the gun…down…”
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I held my paws up, doing my best to talk him down. I hadn’t even SEEN Jerrick since the concert. Honestly, I hate him for what he tried to do to Mike, but looking at him now…all I felt as pity…
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His fur was stained from dirt, grime, and stars know what else. Just like Teylim, he had a collar around his neck, and his ears weren’t so much as pinned back, as they were just play glued back from all of the filth he’d no doubt been wallowing in this whole time. Albiel really did just lock him away in a cell the moment her was no longer useful.
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“HE DESERVES IT!!!”
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“I know. Believe me, I know. But this isn’t the answer.”
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Sure. I hated Albiel. I despised him. I detested him. And yes, I wanted to kill him, too. But for people like him, death alone isn’t enough. And it certainly wouldn’t help Jerrick in the long run.
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“Jerrick, listen to me. You’ve been through this exact situation before. At the concert, remember.”
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He flinched as soon as I mentioned that paw.
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“You could’ve hit that shit dead on. You and I both know it. But you missed on purpose, didn’t you?”
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Jerrick’s shaking got worse and worse. I could see the conflict happening behind his eyes. I could tell I was making progress when I saw the small twinkles building up in the corner of his eyes.
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Poor kid… Just a kid…
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“I…I-I just wanted a… j-just wanted him to-“
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“Be a father. I know… That’s what we all wanted. We were just pups, with no one to love us, to care for us, to help us grow.”
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At this point, I felt like I was talking to both of them now. I slowly took a step toward them, and then another, and another. I looked down at the pathetic monster at my feet. Bleeding…broken…and for the first time I think in his life…afraid…
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“We didn’t want some ‘grand purpose’. We didn’t want to inherit some empire. We just wanted a family.”
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I looked at Jerrick. I’d managed to get right next to him. I didn’t grab for the gun. I simply kneeled down beside him, and spoke calmly…
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“That’s why you missed, isn’t it? You saw what Mike had. You saw what you’d be taking away from them.”
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“It’s not fair… It’s just not fair…”
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“It never is…but you have to understand that you CAN still have that. I’m the proof. If I was able to walk away, and have a chance at a life and a family, then so are you.”
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For the first time, his eyes left his target and met mine. At that moment, I saw Jerrick for who he was, without any of the dogma, arrogance, or misplaced loyalty. He wasn’t an exterminator, PD patient, or a murderer. He was a child, just a child who lost his way.
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“You didn’t have to pull the trigger then, and you don’t now.”
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It was only then, that I held out my paw, and with more than a little hesitation, Jerrick handed it to me. Before I was tempted myself, I threw the thing down the hall. Before I could do anything else, I heard that same, smug, arrogant, if slightly choked up laughter coming from the absolute disgrace behind me. I turned to face my father, my abuser, my monster as his signature look of pride came back, his stupid horn glinting in the light of the building’s ceiling lamps.
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“So that’s it, then? Just like that? Where is all that rage and fire I saw in your eyes, when I held that sub-sapient primitive in my grasp, and threatened to find and kill that spawn of hers?”
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He’s baiting you.
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I know.
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“Even when you’re saving my life, you’re still a disappointment, Dohkar.”
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“I’m not saving your life, I’m just prolonging your death.”
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I held an arm out to shield Jerrick. I wasn’t going to let him bait me into attacking. Instead, I’d turn his stupid trick against him, and I wanted to make sure Jerrick was safe.
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“You don’t deserve to die, Albiel. You deserve to LIVE, to sit in a cell and rot just like all the others whose lives you’ve helped ruin, and watch as everything you built crumbles down around you. You’re no leader. You’re just a pathetic disgrace to weak to stand on your own if you aren’t stepping on someone else to feel taller. And I’m going to make you live with that fact for the rest of your miserable life.”
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And then, just a moment, the mask slips one last time…
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“I’LL KILL YO-“
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Whrp-prrrck!!!
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Before he can lunge at us with the last of his strength, my tail wraps around his neck, and before he can choke out another word, his head is slammed into the ground…at just the right angle…to snap that horn of his at the base.
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SLAM!!!
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CRACK!!!
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Just like that, it was over. Jerrick let out a shaky breath, staring down at our unconscious father figure. Before he broke down completely, I pulled him into an embrace. We just sat there, him crying, and me holding him in what was probably the first real hug he’d ever recieved.
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“It’s alright, son. It’s over… It’s over…”
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Eventually, he finally ran out of energy, and fell asleep. Once everything was calm, I placed a finger to my ear piece.
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“This is 1-2 Dohkar. VIP subdued. Objective complete. Patients evacuated. Hostages secured. All hostiles neutralized. Mission accomplished. Over and out…”
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Memory Transcript Subject: Teylim, Yotul Refugee Sponsor Date:[Standardized Human Time] January 16, 2137
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My head was slightly foggy. I was barely paying attention to what any of the medics around me were saying. All I knew was my leg hurt, my ribs hurt, my pretty-much-everything-else hurt…and I missed my joeys…
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“There you are! I was hoping I could catch you before they moved you.”
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I turned my head and saw a pleasant, familiar, face approaching the cot I was laid out on.
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Heeheehee. Handsome face…
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These painkillers must be really something…
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“Dohkar! You’re alright.”
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“Yeah… Mission accomplished. It’s finally over.”
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“Good. Wait. W-what about Tohba, Michael, and Khornel? I heard them over the loudspeakers but-”
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“Easy, Teylim. Don’t strain yourself. They’re fine. They’re already on the way here.”
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My mind was instantly put at ease for the most part. My body protested as I took in a long breath and let it out in a relieved sigh. They were alright. My joeys were alright.
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[Transcript Time Progression: 15 minutes…]
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“So I don’t think I’ve EVER seen YOU cry before.”
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“I’m never living that down, am I?”
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“Oh, absolutely not. The great, brave, oh so stoic Dohkar putting on the waterworks for Little Ol’ Me!”
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“Pfft. Please. I was just sobbing in despair over getting stuck with two pups to take care of.”
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“Ha Ha.”
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Before I could chuckle at our stupid banter, my body quickly reminded me why that was a bad idea.
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Ow! Ow. Yep. Still hurts to laugh.
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Dohkar looked up for a moment and looked off into the distance.
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“Huh. Speak of the devil.”
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“MAMAAAAA!!!!” “TEEEEEYYY!!!!!” “MS. TEYLIM!!!!”
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MY BABIES!!
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We need our joeys.
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YES!
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With some effort, I turned my head in the other direction, and almost broke down instantly at what I saw.
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My joeys…all three of them. I felt a paw on my shoulder before Dohkar left.
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“I’ll…leave you to it… I still have to visit Clem and a few others.”
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After a moment, the soldiers guarding the field hospital let them through, and they immediately sprinted to my side. I couldn’t have them in my arms fast enough. After a solid minute of their voices combining into a jumbled slurry of “Are you okay”s and “I’m so sorry”s, things finally calmed down enough for a full conversation.
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“Mama….”
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“My precious…”
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Michael slowly lowered my Tohba into my arms, and as soon as he clung onto me, it felt like a massive piece of my heart and soul had been restored. He was alive! He was safe! They found him! And now he was back in my arms!
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“MAMA!!! MAMAAAAAHAAAAA!!!”
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“I’m here, Precious. Mama’s here…”
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It hurt. My body protested against the weight of my joey. My arms burned and my breaths were still ragged, but I didn’t care. I held onto my Tohba like I hadn’t held him in cycles, placing lick after lick on the top of his head. Once I was content with my grooming, I held an arm out to bring my other two joeys in.
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“Michael… Khornel… Thank the stars, you two are alright…”
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“Tey…” “Ms. Teylim…”
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“I heard you two over the loudspeakers. You did so well. I’m so proud of you…”
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We stayed like that for a while. As much as holding them hurt, I just didn’t want to let go. We did finally break free of our group hug however, when one of the soldiers came along and gave Khornel a salute.
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“Are you Ms. Khornel?”
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“Y-yes… That’s me…”
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“One of the other patients is asking for you. Clem?”
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“YOU FOUND GRANDFATHER?!”
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“Yes. He’s currently receiving medical attention but he’s stable. I can take you to him if you like.”
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Khornel jumped to her feet and almost sped off right there, but hesitated after looking back at the rest of us. Michael simply gave her a nod.
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“Go. We’ll catch up.”
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Every single feather she had ruffled in excitement before she let the soldier lead her away. I tried to listen as she got further and further away. Eventually, I was able to hear her.
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“Grandfather!”
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“Little ‘Nel! My Little ‘Nel!”
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I couldn’t help but smile.
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I’m so happy for you, Dear.
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And speaking of dears, I looked back up at Michael. We were alone now, just the three of us. He’d been remarkably silent this whole time. Now though, once he was sure no one else could here, he broke down completely.
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“I’m sORrY, TeY. I aM so, SO, SorRY…”
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“Sssshhhh… It’s alright. Whatever for?”
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“I sHouLD’Ve bEEn tHeRE. I ShOUld’Ve BeEN aT tHe hOUse. I shOuLdN’T hAve-”
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“Hey… Hey… None of that… Michael, sweetie look at me…”
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Michael sniffled and wiped away his tears, doing his best to hold it together. His bright blue eyes were filled with regret, regret that was entirely undeserved. All I had to do to prove it was point out the joey in my arms, fast asleep.
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“You found Tohba. You kept him safe. You agreed to stay behind even if you didn’t want to. And when the time came, you all found a way to help without putting yourself or the others in danger. You could NOT have handled yourself better today.”
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I strained to raise up my free arm and cup the side of Michael’s face in my paw, wiping away another tear streak with my thumb. I looked into my son's beautiful eyes with all the love I could muster.
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“I am SO…proud of you.”
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Without another word, he held my paw in his hand, nuzzling into it with his cheek. I finally had my boys with me again. And for the first time in a long time…everything felt like it was going to be alright…
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Memory Transcript Subject: Tevis, Magistrate Intelligence Operative Date:[Standardized Human Time] January 16, 2137
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I walked around the grounds of the field hospital. All around me, human medics and professionals were tending to the patients and hostages. The raid had been a success.
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Albiel was in custody… UN Custody…
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Many of the other exterminators were deaf from WHATEVER THE HELL that human did over the intercom.
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I watched as a large Krakotl was led to one of the elderly patients by a soldier.
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“GRANDFATHER!!!”
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“Little ‘Nel!!!!”
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The two embraced, the smaller Venlil running his claws through her feathers.
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“My Little ‘Nel…”
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“I missed you so much, Grandfather. I’m so sorry I let you get-”
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“Don’t you dare blame yourself. I’m just glad you’re alright…”
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I shook my head and continued moving. So that’s another family that will need housing. Pretty much every patient here is going to be a personal settlement case all on their own, with, more than likely, PLENTY to say about the state in which they were held in…
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I watched a frantic looking Gojid enter the hospital constantly looking around.
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“Scolina?! Has anyone seen my daughter?! Scolina?!”
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The Gojid eventually made their way closer towards the Krakotl and old Venlil from before. One of the Gojid patients on a nearby bed seemed to hear his call.
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“D…Daddy…?”
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The two made I contact, and the younger Gojid was almost immediately tackle hugged by the elder.
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“‘LINA!!! My sweet little ‘Lina, I’m so sorry!!!!”
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“DADDY!!! DADDY!!!”
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They broke away from the hug for a moment as the older Gojid looked in horror at the burn scars covering the girl.
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“Oh, ‘Lina what did they do to you?”
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“They…said it would fix me… Am… Am I fixed now, Daddy?”
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Just hearing the words seemed to make the man break down entirely all over again.
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“There was never anything wrong with you… I should never have sent you to this place… It’s all my fault…”
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“Daddy…”
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Judging from the girl’s speech patterns, she must’ve been taken in while she was a pup, which meant lots of special education as well as whatever this human “therapy” was.
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What a load of sanctimonious-
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I calmed myself before I could go on a rant.
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After doing the rest of my rounds, watching more and more people reunite with their family members, I walked off and went make a call back to HQ. As far as I could tell, this was the rundown: The bar was now filled with dead and/or dying exterminators, the Guild Office was filled with dead and/or dying exterminators, Albiel was now in custody, there were still exterminators on the Guild roster that were MIA, pretty much all the patients were now out and able to give testimony, and I had a LOT more paperwork than usual to take care of.
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Yep! Just about NOTHING has gone to plan.
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Time to change that…
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[Warning!: You Are About To Access Restricted Files: Continue?: Y/N…]
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[The Following Is A Clip From A News Broadcast Archived By Magistrate Intelligence…]
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[The clip opens up on a well-groomed Venlil reporter behind a desk with the logo of “Prime News”...]
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“Tensions rise once more in the Soulroot District as events continue to heat up in their border village of Five Meadows. We here at Prime News have been following the events of what is now being labeled, ‘The Five Meadows Incident’ over this past month, starting with the failed assassination of a human refugee and seemingly ending with the temporary shutdown of the Five Meadows Extermination Guild as a whole. However, while the crisis with The Guild does seem to have passed, things are still not well in that small border town. We go now to our newest seeker, Rose McDermott, out in the field. Rose?”
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[The camera changes to view a female human reporter standing in front of what appears to be a border checkpoint…]
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“Thank you, Talen. As anyone who has been following this incident with us would know, just two weeks ago, I was just actually IN the town of Five Meadows, just outside the former Guild Office, watching as patients, hostages, and soldiers alike were treated for their injuries and traumas. However, before we could get any interviews, we were quickly escorted from the premises by Interim Guard officials. And while The Soulroot Magistrate HAS released a public statement regarding the situation, their actions have led many to question their intentions, this checkpoint behind me being one chief example. As said in their public announcement, The Magistrate is now enforcing a full lockdown of Five Meadows, stating their intent to track down any exterminators who escaped the raid on their office and are still considered, “at large”. However, after the events of the Five Meadows Incident, many incriminating recordings being leaked online, as well as the upcoming election, many are wondering if The Soulroot Magistrate truly had the people’s best interests at heart. Back to you, Talen…”
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[The camera changes once more to show the Venlil reporter. They seem to take a breath before reshuffling the papers on the desk…]
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“Now…you all watching are more than aware of my opinions on such things as Extermination Guilds and Predator Disease Facilities. But…this is a news station. We can’t just sit here blindly theorizing and getting lost in conjecture. My opinions aside, and leaving just the facts alone, it is clear that what has happened in this small town is nothing short of tragic. And we here at Prime News will continue to cover these events as they unfold. And to any who are in or even from Five Meadows, our hearts and minds go out to you, and we hope you remain strong in these uncertain times. This is Talen with Prime News…signing off…”
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[Clip ends…]
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Memory Transcript Subject: Teylim, Yotul Refugee Sponsor Date:[Standardized Human Time] January 24, 2137
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“I’d like to thank you for joining us today, Ms. Teylim. I do hope you’re healing well.”
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I gave a smile to the kind man on the monitor as I shifted on the motel room bed.
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“Thank you. It’ll still be a little while before my leg is able to be walked on normally, but otherwise, I’m healing well. Thank you, Dr. Jacobson.”
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“I’m glad to hear it. Now then, onto the reason why I asked for this group session. It appears there’s been a slight breakdown in communication between you and Michael…”
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I gave a confused look to Michael, sat on the other bed in the motel room. He shifted uncomfortably and simply looked down at his hands.
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“What kind of breakdown?”
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“It seems that ever since things have been…brought out in the open between you two, he’s stated that he’s been experiencing ‘guilty’ feelings whenever trying to express affection.”
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“Is this true, Michael?”
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“It’s just… I don’t know what it is. I felt like…like I was wasting your time…”
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“Wasting my time?”
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“Tey… Be honest… When…exactly…did you start thinking of me like your son?”
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I did my best to think back. Honestly, after the first time he sang for us was probably the first time I felt something like that, but at the time, I just thought it was leftover mom hormones from having Tohba.
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“Honestly, the first time I felt something akin to motherly love for you was after you sang for us the first time. You just…looked so sad, lost, confused, and scared, and I just…gravitated towards it. Afterwards, things calmed down somewhat, but when I really started feeling it was Thanksgiving.”
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“Oh. I wasn’t aware that you tried having Thanksgiving. It makes sense in a way, though. That holiday, along with Christmas the following month, have great emphasis on spending time with one’s family.”
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Suddenly, a horrifying realization popped into my head.
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“Oh no! Michael, we forgot to celebrate Christmas!!”
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“Tey, it’s fine. All the present deliveries got canceled, anyways.”
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“It is not ‘fine’! We are celebrating Christmas! I don’t care if I have to drag a tree into this room myself!”
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“Ugh… Fine…”
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After a moment of laughing at ourselves, Dr. Jacobson continued.
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Well, we’ve established that one end of these feelings truly began around Thanksgiving. What about you Michael? When would you say you truly started seeing Teylim as a mother figure in your life?”
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“Honestly…I don’t know… Not for sure, anyways. In some ways, it feels like she’s always been that way to me, but maybe that’s just because even after just meeting her, she was already treating me better than my own mom did.”
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Honestly, I wasn’t sure how to feel about that. A part of me was giddy that he’d apparently always thought of me as a mother to him, another part was completely shattered by just how much his birth mother had affected him. It was like hearing his tale of abuse all over again.
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“I think…once I got used to actually calling her that in my mind, that was when the idea actually became real. That’s when I really started thinking about her as my mom. Not A mom…My mom… But even then, I just…couldn’t say it, no matter how hard I tried. Like I said, in some ways it just…always felt like she was my mom. So when I think about how long it took me to actually start acknowledging it and expressing it… I just…feel guilty. I wasted so much time…”
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I turned and sat facing toward him. I couldn’t let him truly believe that.
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“Michael, it could’ve taken three days, three months, or three years. I would’ve accepted your love whenever you were ready.”
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“But you shouldn’t have had to! You shouldn’t have had to wait for me just to get over myself.”
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“Michael…”
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“The fact is…you were right. That egg donor that gave birth to me isn’t my mom…you are…”
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My heart skipped a beat as he looked straight at me, my mind filling with just those last two words.
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I…am…
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“You’ve done more to raise, love, and nurture me in three months than my birth mom did in TEN YEARS. And you DESERVE a son that’s actually capable of accepting your love and giving it back. And I just…wasn’t able to do that…”
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I felt my heart breaking more and more. I had no idea he’d been feeling this way, and I wanted nothing more than to help him through it.
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“But that’s over now. I’m done blaming myself for something that wasn’t my fault. I’m done letting the words of a monster dictate what I am. That’s why I want to keep having sessions with you and Dr. Jacobson. I want to get better. So that I CAN be the son you deserve.”
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Oh, Michael. If only you knew. You already are.
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With some mixed feelings, I pulled over my satchel. There was something I’d been meaning to give him for a while now.
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“Michael, you are already a wonderful son, one I wouldn’t trade for the world. I’ve already said that much. And I’m so happy you’re committed to getting better. There is nothing I want more than your happiness. When you were about to leave, before the concert, I was so scared I was about to lose you. The way you so easily gave up like that…it scared me. It felt like…like I failed.”
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“Tey, I-”
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That’s why…”
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I slowly opened up my satchel and pulled out a small packet of papers. They were a bit torn and faded after fishing them out of the wreck that was my office, but I managed to find them.
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“I got these for you.”
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I handed him the papers and watched intently as he read them. I won’t lie, most of it is legal mambo jumbo that even I can’t fully understand, but I could tell exactly when he got to the important bit. I’d memorized that one beautiful line:
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I, Teylim Andrews do hereby fully and officially acknowledge ________________ as my-
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“Tey… Are these…adoption papers?”
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“You’re only half right.”
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He looked up from the papers, his eyes full of shock and awe.
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“You ARE a full, legal, adult, by both human and Yotul standards, so I can’t technically ‘adopt’ you. BUT, what we CAN do, as legal, consenting adults, is BOTH agree to sign these papers, fully acknowledging each other as family, me as your mother, and you as my son. This does a LOT of weird, quirky things involving Venlil law, mostly involving inheritances and insurance. BUT the most important thing, is that by legally becoming a part of my family, the door is open to you for FULL. CITIZENSHIP. You won’t have to be a refugee anymore.”
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Michael was speechless, just looking back down at the papers.
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“Tey, I… I don’t know what to-”
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“You don’t…have to sign if you don’t want to…”
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He looked back at me, waiting to hear me out.
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“At the time, I’d only gotten these to show you as proof, proof that I really AM serious about this. I truly DO see you as my own, Michael. And paper or no paper, that much will never change. I truly, completely, and purely…love you. And I want nothing more than for you to be happy…”
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I looked down at my own paws. I knew that presenting him with this choice meant having to accept the fact that he might say no. So, I just curled in on myself and braced for it…just in case.
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“But…I know that you’re still healing. I was going to give these to you after the concert. But then you got shot, and even after that, you were still recovering. I wanted to make sure things were slightly calm again before going through with it. Now, I know it’s a big decision and I completely understand if you don’t feel comfortable-OOF!!!”
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Before I could even react, I was pushed backwards, fully wrapped up in a giant hug.
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“MIchael! What are you-”
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“I’ll do it… I’ll sign…”
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With just those five words, I found myself struggling to find a response. My heart was racing and I couldn’t even tell if I heard him right.
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“You… You mean-”
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“I want to sign! I want to be your son!”
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For a moment, I was still paralyzed. My rapidly wagging tail was the first part of me to move before I practically dove into him.
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My son! MY SON! MY SON!
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“OH, MICHAEL!!!!”
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I couldn’t contain myself. I hugged. I squeezed. I nuzzled. I licked. I kissed. I held…my son. MY! SON! And soon, not even a government official would be able to say otherwise.
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And then…as if I needed any more confirmation. He uttered four more words. Just four. Four words that I’d never heard him say before, at least not together, and not toward me. Still, hearing him say those four words…the last time I remember being that happy…was when my Tohba was born.
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“I love you, Mom…”
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Did he just call us…?
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Mom… Mom… MOM MOM MOM MOM MOM!!! HE CALLED US MOM!!!
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“I love you so much, my joey! Mama loves you so, so, so much! Never forget that.”
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“Mom…”
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Our lovely, perfect moment was then interrupted by the only thing that could’ve made it more perfect. A small, adorable yawn came from the small crib behind us.
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“Mama…? Whad goin’ on?”
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I turned to see Tohba peeking through the bars at us. It appeared our little moment had woken him from his nap.
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“Hmmm… Tell me, Michael. Now that things seem like they’re becoming official, is there anything you’d like to say to young Tohba as well?”
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“\sniff** Yeah… I think there is…”
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I watched with bated breath as Michael walked over and plucked Tohba from his crib, before sitting next to me. Tohba, for his part, looked really worried, probably because we were both complete sobbing messes.
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“Mikey zhad?”
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“No, Bud. I’m not sad. I’m happy, happier than I’ve been in a long time.”
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Tohba didn’t seem entirely convinced yet. He only seemed to get more worried when Michael composed himself and took on a somewhat serious tone.
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“Bud? There’s something REALLY important you need to know. So, I need you to listen real close, okay?”
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Tohba’s fear only seemed to grow. The last time Michael said something like that was when he left for Twilight Valley.
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“Tohba… You…are the BEST…baby brother a guy like me could ever ask for. You hear me? The BEST…”
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Tohba’s fear and worry seemed to go away for the most part, only to be replaced with partial confusion.
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“Mikey…bwudhew…?”
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We both almost broke again just from that one, adorable word. Michael was quick to confirm it, nodding frantically as he tried to hold it together.
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“That’s right… And your big brother, Mikey loves you SO much, Tohba. SO…much… More than you’ll ever know…”
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“Mikey…beeg bwudhew…”
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Tohba seemed to take a moment to think, trying to truly comprehend the words he just said. Once he understood however, it was impossible to hide his excitement. His tiny tail became a blur behind him as his eyes lit up with glee. Before he could react, Tohba used his still developing hind legs to launch himself into Michael’s face.
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“BEEG BWUDHEW!!!!”
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“OH, JEEZ!”
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In a flash, Michael was knocked onto his back, laughing as Tohba licked and nuzzled every inch of his face.
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“MIKEY BEEG BWUDHEW! MAMA! MIKEY BEEG BWUDHEW!!!!”
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That was it. That was what finally broke me. I sobbed openly and clapped as my Tohba shared the amazing news with me. Mikey IS beeg bwudhew.
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Once his energy had wound down, Tohba saw fit to simply snuggle into Michael’s arms, letting out a long, contented sigh, as if anything that could’ve possibly been wrong in his tiny, perfect world had been made right again.
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“Wuv you, Mikey… Wuv you Beeg Bwudhew…”
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“I love you too, Bud. I love you so much.”
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I couldn’t hold back any longer. I rushed forward…and held my boys in my arms. And in this one…perfect moment, I could only think one thing.
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I love my boys. I love my family. I love my life.
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