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Hunt 7: A Sudden Twist
A thin sheet of mist starts to surround Al Duran's turf once again. Zharyx, Lillian, Victor, and Earl Spade are down kneeling on the murky ground. Their clothes are stained with mud. At midst of it all, Azalea remains to be the only one standing. It seemed as if she is not affected by Al Duran's Illusion Break, but the way she stands there unmoved, proves otherwise. Their eyes are wide open but their sights are not seeing anything from this world. They are all trapped deep within the depths of their mind, living again in the nightmare they want to run away from.
Because of Victor's last attack of Sonic Rage, Al Duran remains stunned for a minute. Up to this point, no one knows how to break free from the demon's curse. Everyone who is caught in this spell died soon after. Their current situation simply delays their death until Al Duran can move again.
Time is running.
"God damn it all." A very faint voice resonates in the empty marsh. "I didn't wanna see that. What is this mix of feeling?" She continues to mumble while regaining her senses and recovering from numbness. "Yeah, I remember." She grits her teeth, looking ahead. "Right now, I feel disgusted."
Azalea completely snaps out of the illusion. When she comes to, she notices that she is no longer holding her staff. It is laying half buried in the mud. Meanwhile, right in front of them is the demon closing in and preparing for an attack of lapidem storm. Without her staff she is unable to control the use of her mana properly, making her spells unstable and unpredictable. However, at this point, it does not matter anymore.
"A minute has passed already? You've just pushed your luck this time, demon." She says calmly taking a step forward. She looks around, observing her party members. Even though, they are still caught in their own nightmare, they look fine. "I have to release the seal on my armor. Level three, down to level two." The huge gem on her chest shines brightly for a moment. Something that looks like magic circles formed and then quickly shattered like glass. The gem then lost its glow.
Just in time with the demon's attack, Azalea casts a spell. Several overlapping magic circles formed before vanishing in an instant. Without calling for a name, a wordless incantation, wind element spell twirl around splashing on the mud and blowing the projectiles away. They all storm towards the opposite direction carrying and whirling Al Duran up the sky. A heavy clunk resounds along with the rustling and crackling of the surrounding trees in the area where the demon crashed. The strong gust is also clearing the mist around; further ravaging the already devastated surroundings. The air contaminated with the harmful mana is being dispersed. The charred trees and plants are crumbling, their dust flying away. Small magic circles diffuse from Azalea's body like bubbles of light. Those flickering lights flows down as they slowly disappear into the thin air.
Azalea walks closer to Zharyx' group. She stands in front of them doing nothing for some time. Her dead eyes stares at their unmoving body.
"They are gaining their senses back." She says softly. "In order to get out of the endless nightmare that Illusion Break plays in one's mind… they must be able to accept the reality of what happened in their past. This is their first time experiencing it but they are already about to break the spell." She scoffs. "I see. They are strong… in that area I'm not."
"ROOAAARRRRRRR!!!" Al Duran growls far away. It sounds like the demon is moving closer.
"It seems that they'll be fine in a bit." She says before turning around to locate Al Duran's whereabouts. "They should already have figured out how it works. I must finish this before they get the energy to catch up."
When Azalea is about to go after him, Lillian's voice suddenly rings. "Azalea--!!" She has regained her consciousness even though it seems that she is still feeling a little nauseous and her eyes are unfocused.
Azalea stops like someone just pulled her back. Her reaction seems to have a little lag before she turns towards Lillian. She replies to Lillian's call with a kind smile. Then without any warning, she jumps off towards Al Duran's direction. Few circles lights up. The force of her jump leaves a small crater on the murky ground while her figure slowly disappears in the sky.
"W-what happened?.." Zharyx mumbles snapping out of the illusion.
Meanwhile, Earl Spade wakes up covering his mouth as if he suddenly feels sick. Despite that unpleasant feeling he is experiencing, he immediately musters his strength to crawl towards Victor who is still lying on the muddy ground. Victor stays unconscious as Earl Spade grabs him close.
"Wait!" Lillian tries to follow Azalea but her knees are weak making her steps wobbly. "Zharyx, what should we do now?" She rubs her head, her back slouching.
"We can't recover as fast as she could." Zharyx answers while trying so hard to control his shaking legs. "Spade, concentrate on healing Victor."
"Okay." Earl Spade answers without hesitation while summoning Spirha again. "Wait- I can also help make your recovery faster."
"If you could do that, then hurry up!" Lillian insists. "We have to follow Azalea as soon as possible. We don't know how reckless she could become after experiencing something like that… Illusion..?"
Zharyx could only frown while looking at his muddied palm. "It doesn't seem like a simple illusion though."
Lillian starts shaking while covering her mouth. She clenches her chest while her breathing grows heavier. Her stomach twists from simply recalling the nightmare she experienced earlier. The pain and the feeling of complete helplessness are all too real. For a moment they re-lived a memory they buried far at the back of their mind.
"What did you guys see?" Earl Spade's voice cracks.
Lillian and Zharyx look at him; their faces lose color. Earl Spade's hands also start shaking at the sight. A bit of flashback makes them panic and freeze as if they have totally lost control of their mind and body.
"I'm s-sorry," Earl Spade says. He struggles to focus on healing Victor. "It's something we should not talk about."
They just nod and then stay silent.
At this point even if they manage to catch up to Azalea, they will not be able to help if they do not regain their composure. The experience they lived through took them a few months to a few years to get over and move on. Illusion Break in itself is not a deadly skill; it's what comes after getting trap in it that could wipe them out. Being disoriented or stunned this way makes them unable to attack or defend. It's no wonder the scouts did not survive.
"How could someone be okay after re-living that real-life nightmare?" Zharyx whispers.
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Azalea lands near Al Duran. The moment she shows up in the demon's line of sight,it immediately launches lapidem storm. She quickly casts speed boost on herself to evade the attack. While running, she points her hand at Al Duran like she is holding an invisible gun. A series of multi-layered magic circles appeared in front of her fingers and then a few more similar ones appeared around her.
"Fire Pistol!" She shouts and then a series scorching hot air explodes out of the magic circles around her. The one she particularly pointed at the demon bursts hitting its right side.
Most of the scorching hot air from the surrounding magic circles just flew around completely missing the demon. The stray shots are burning the plants and trees in the area creating a smoke-filled atmosphere. The nearby animals and monsters become terrified by the enormous amount of mana blasting off all over the area. They are all running away from the conflict zone.
Al Duran growls and then chases after the image of the insolent human that injured him this much.
"Without the Kharite staff to suppress and regulate the flow of my mana, my spells get out of control making them scatter all over the place." Azalea evaluates her situation while casting another Fire Pistol. Consecutive explosions spread out around her. "However, if I use my staff, I won't be able to utilize the full power of my attack spells… especially that one I need. I have to finish this demon before the others can come and get in the way of my offensive strategy."
Azalea has an unusual amount of mana that continuously leaks. Her mana spills out excessively when she uses magic which makes her spells more powerful. Sometimes it's a good thing but most of the time it is very wasteful.
Kharite staff is customized to keep the power output of her spells in check. It reads and regulates the mana so that she can control the power output of her spells. However, these conditions only allow her to use low-tier up to mid-tier magic spells. Unlike other common weapons used to enhance offensive power, her staff acts as a limiter because using too much of her mana does not only destroy her surroundings, it also burns her mana circuit out.
On the other hand, her armor is imbued with seals that functions to absorb her spilling and excess mana. The absorbed mana is then automatically used up to strengthen her armor and enhance her magical defenses. It gives her very high elemental resistance that protects her from receiving common elemental ailments or damage. The absorbed mana is also used to increase her auto-healing speed.
Without her staff and with the seal on her armor lowered, her magical defenses, control, and accuracy also drops. In exchange, she can use high tier spells with more destructive power than its actual level. Because of this, her Fire Pistol flew around aimlessly causing unnecessary destruction. Right now, her way of fighting could indiscriminately hurt those who enter their field of battle.
Al Duran chases Azalea's movements while firing a barrage of bullet storms. At the same time, Azalea continues to run around evading the bullet storm while attacking the demon. She is focusing at least one of the fire pistols in one spot; ignoring the number that flies out of control. Their exchange of charges is continuing to generate more damage to the surroundings making a thick blanket of dark smoke and dust.
Meanwhile, Zharyx' group is starting to move on and is on their way to back her up. Their destination is right where the dark smoke rises like an ominous call. Earl Spade has taken Victor who is still deep asleep on Spirha's back so he can continue to heal him. Even though they all still feel weak and wobbly, they are determined to meet up with Azalea and assist her, especially at this time. On their way, they pass-by some terrified small monsters hiding under the roots or up the branches of the larger trees while most of the others are running away from the center of chaos.
"At this pace we may not make it in time." Zharyx says while leading the group. "We're around hundred-fifty meters away from where the smoke comes from."
Earl Spade bows his head low. "Sorry, I'm not capable enough to fully heal all of us at once."
"This isn't the time to keep on worrying about that." Lillian interrupts while dragging the Kharite Staff. She had no idea this giant thing is this heavy until she tried to pick it up. Still she is taking it back to its owner. "We are running low on mana too; this isn't the time to pick who's to blame."
"Yeah." Earl Spade concedes while continuously healing them while they walk
forward. "The explosions had been going on for a while. The sprout must be running low on mana too."
"We can only take this time to recover but we have to be quick on our toes at the same time." Zharyx worries.
"By the way," something had been bothering Earl Spade since they woke up from their dreams. "What happened back there? Illusion Break shouldn't have affected us, I was sure it wasn't past five minutes yet."
Lillian recalls back how the surroundings looked. "There was no fog either."
"Probably because it wasn't in the fog," Zharyx answers. "The fog is just a natural phenomenon in this area. Looking back at what happened, the wind pressure I felt before I woke up… It was mixed in the air while we were fighting."
"How?" Lillian wonders. "That demon was—wait-" She remembers the scout reports. "H-huh- The subconscious mana emission!"
"Huh-? What?" Earl Spade is confused.
"The mana that the demon naturally releases in the surroundings, along with the mana released during its attacks and when he receives damage, it's all diffused in the area." Zharyx explains calmly while the two listens. "Our battle made the demon diffuse more mana in this cleaned up territory, making the known time limit irrelevant. Those who are within that area of effect are absorbing that corrupted mana. It accumulates in our system and targets the memories that we have strong emotions attached. Those who are affected by Illusion Break fall into a half-asleep state unable to do anything."
"So the group that was wiped out…" Lillian says softly with a sad tone. "Ah-! Won't Azalea be in danger if she continuous to fight like that?"
Zharyx pauses briefly before answering. "Maybe. But I think she's already figured everything out. Either way, we have to just be there in case of emergency."
Few minutes has passed by, Azalea continues to keep up with her fighting routine. Now, Al Duran's armor is glowing bright red due to the excessive heat that it absorbed from Azalea's fire pistols. Taking the moment as the right time, she rapidly casts Water Whip. A single magic circle glows that accumulates the little drops of plant water surrounding her. In a second of delay, more circles again appear around her. The surroundings losing more water accelerate the spreading of fire. Each magic circles then spew out a liquid whip. With her mana out of control, the whips around her goes berserk slicing through the plants, trees and even rocks that are surrounding her before reaching the demon's red hot glowing armor. Even with the damage her attack incurred to their surroundings, it is still not enough to fully cut through Al Duran's extra hard armor dealing no harm to the actual flesh.
The angry demon, with its armor having scratched and cracked, launches lapidem storm. This time, the demon is storming the whole area around them with aimless projectiles. The projectiles that used to target one area at a time is now violently raining everywhere around Al Duran. The sudden change is increasing he difficulty of dodging them.
After casting speed boost on herself, Azalea dodges the demon's attack. She jumped and dashed around as if she is dancing while evading and deflecting every single projectile coming her way.
After going around keeping her eyes on that same burning hot spot, she finds an opening to strike. She dashes close to the demon. She casts Ice Blade and then swings it at the target spot, hitting the smoldering armor. The moment the frozen blade touches the heated area, white sizzling smoke bursts out. In a matter of few seconds the armor's temperature rapidly goes down. The moment the white smoke moves away, freezing ice is already covering its right shoulder midway down to its abdomen.
The vicious devil once again blasts more bullet stones without distinction of its real target giving Azalea a hard time evading. Her muscles have not yet fully recovered from the strain of forcefully increasing her speed. The situation forces her to cast a shield around where she stands. She pauses her planned next move.
"Damn! I almost had him." She curses keeping her eyes on the target. Some projectiles pierce through her magical shield. Though none of those did severe damage, she just gets some scrapes and scratches. "I have to focus on getting the right timing to cut this piece of trash into pieces."
Al Duran continues to storm the area with projectiles while she concentrates on an opportunity to counter-attack. Azalea fixes her eyes at the damaged frozen part of the armor, this time she notices how small cracks are starting to appear one after another. The moment Al Duran stops his attack to prepare for another one; she speedily jumps backwards putting considerable distance between them while casting another set of spell. She watches a large magic circle appear in front of Al Duran while several sets of multi-layered magic circles glows in front of her. A thundering roar echoes throughout the forest, projectiles rapidly emerges out from the circle piercing through everything on its way.
Azalea prepares her offensive spell, while the demon cannot move in the middle of launching its attack. "Bladeless Death Scythe!" She shouts. The magic circles that glows in front of her cracks and shatters before disappearing.
Invisible shockwaves thundered across the burning land, cutting through everything on their way like the claws of a rampaging Dragon. One of these ghostly blades hit and cut through the cracked part of Al Duran's armor. Due to Azalea's earlier attacks, the resilient armor is now greatly weakened. Giving her Bladeless Death Scythe enough strength to cut through into the demon's real skin and deeper into its flesh down to its bones. The destructiveness of the spell disperses more invisible blades all over the area carving large trees and plants along with the flickering flames' light that looked like dancing fairies in the air. It destroys the area a hundred meters in radius from her, leaving sunken bottomless scars into the ground. In a blink of an eye, the rich forest of tall large trees looked like it had been irresponsibly shaved off using a colossal razor.
At that moment, Zharyx's group is already closing in. They can smell the blazing dried leaves and woods not far ahead. They are hearing the loud rumblings that sounded like the eruption of an active volcano. They can feel the earth shaking like its being pounded by a giant hammer. Knowing what is ahead, they cannot help it but be increasingly worried every time they take a step forward. The moment they feel that ominous gust of wind blowing like a hurricane in the middle of this fine day, they run ahead using their remaining strength to get to their destination as fast as they can. The closer they get to the area of conflict, the worse the scenery becomes. The stench of burnt biome and the heat of the scorching woodland are eating away at the little strength they have mustered. Even though drenched in their own sweat and covered in dirt and mud, despite the hazy feeling they get, they are continuing to pursue the path leading into the core of this senseless devastation.
There they find themselves astonished with their eyes wide open. The scenery is so dreamy, as if looking at a treasured painting on the wall of a renowned museum. They are all confused but it feels pleasing and full of marvel, though at the same time very disturbing.
The disturbed dried leaves are dancing along with the sheet of dark smoke and dust while its ember sparkles like the stars of a moonless night. Right at the middle of this scene, how magical it may seem, is a girl wearing her tattered clothes and scrapped armor as she stands proud and firm in front of the fallen body of a demon cut in two.
How terrifyingly beautiful…
"What in the world happened here?.." Lillian wonders watching the conclusion of this battle with disbelief.
Zharyx looks around and saw Al Duran's lifeless body. "She did all this?.. All on her own?"
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08 Oct 2021 GRSG-122-28
Document Title: UN R110: Proposal for amendments
Document Reference Number: GRSG-122-28
Submitted by: NGV
Meeting Session: 122nd GRSG session (12-15 Oct 2021)
Document date: 08 Oct 21 (Posted 08 Oct 21)
Document status: Informal GR review
This document concerns UN Regulation No. 110 | Compressed and Liquefied Natural Gas System Components.
Working Party on General Safety | Session 122 | 12-15 Oct 2021
65. The expert from NGV Global presented document, GRSG-122-28, a proposal for amendment to UN Regulation No. 110. He recognized contributions from the expert from Hexagon agility and the expert from the Netherlands as they were both elemental in the preparation of this report. He stated the purpose of this proposal is to add a new "Annex 5R" to the test requirements, to demonstrate that the pressure relief device (PRD) will continually activate throughout its designed life.
66. GRSG adopted GRG-122-28 and requested its submission as formal document in the 123rd session of GRSG in March 2022. The Chair of GRSG suggested that it will be beneficial to have a consolidated version of the gas vehicle Regulations which are UN Regulations Nos. 67 and 110 as soon as possible as they have undergone several amendments. The secretariat of GRSG confirmed that these Regulations are in the process of being consolidated.
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Columbia Reports Adolescent Males Seek Intimacy and Close Relationships with the Opposite Sex
Teenage boys desire intimacy and sex in the context of a meaningful relationship and value trust in their partnerships, according to researchers at Columbia University's Mailman School of Public Health. The research provides a snapshot of the development of masculine values in adolescence, an area that has been understudied. Findings are online in the American Journal of Men's Health.
"Prevailing values in our culture suggest adolescent males want sex, not relationships. However, values and behaviors related to sex and relationships are likely more complex than typically portrayed," said first author Dr. David Bell, assistant professor of Population and Family Health at the Mailman School of Public Health and assistant professor of Pediatrics at Columbia University Medical Center. "In fact, very few of the participants described sex as the main goal of opposite-sex interactions and relationships."
The study advances an understanding of adolescent males' early relationships in two significant ways. First, close relationships were important to the participants. Second, they desired intimate and caring relationships, expressed vulnerability and dependence, and placed great importance on trust in relationships.
Few participants described trying to trick or talk a partner into having sex, and few evidenced pride and boastfulness about numbers of sexual conquests. An area of vulnerability expressed by the males was the lack of knowledge about sex and concerns about their own capacity to sexually perform.
These findings starkly contrast with descriptions of older, sexually experienced adolescent males, according to Dr. Bell, in which older adolescents consistently endorse the belief that relationships should be focused around sex, an avoidance of intimacy, and the treatment of females as sex objects.
"Our sample was primarily lower-income African-American adolescent males and the results, while not generalizable, are transferable to similar populations of adolescent males," noted Dr. Bell, who is also medical director of NewYork-Presbyterian Hospital's Family Planning Clinic/Young Men's Clinic, a provider of primary care services to adolescent and young men. Next steps in the research include analyses of how early adolescent masculine beliefs evolve over time toward more predominant masculine beliefs. These findings can assist clinicians to better address young men's sexual health needs and incorporate an understanding of adolescents' developing masculinity into health promotion.
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The California Transparency in Supply Chains Act, also known as SB 657, requires many businesses to turn their attention to slavery and human trafficking and whether it exists in their supply chains. Specifically, retailers and manufacturers with over $100 million in worldwide gross receipts who "do business in California" are now required to disclose on their websites what steps, if any, they take to mitigate the risk that their products are sourced by forced labor. In the past few weeks, scores of disclosures have popped up all over the web discussing company efforts to mitigate the risks of slavery and trafficking, such as auditing suppliers and training employees and managers about the issue. Many companies, however, may not realize that under the law, they "do business in California" and therefore must comply with the law. Many more disclosures are sure to come in the following weeks as businesses that were caught off-guard by the new law rush to post disclosures on their website, regardless of whether they have yet been able to assess their supply chains and implement internal programs.
What is the penalty for failing to comply? While the bill does not limit remedies available for violations of other state or federal laws regarding slavery and trafficking, the exclusive remedy for a violation of the California Transparency in Supply Chains Act is an injunctive action brought by the attorney general. The AG's website on trafficking and slavery does not yet discuss how she intends to enforce compliance with SB 657, but we will continue to monitor the AG's actions in the coming year and keep you posted.


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The vaccine whisperers: Counselors gently engage new parents before their doubts harden into certainty
By Eric Boodman @ericboodman
Photos by Adèle Foglia and Laurence Butet-Roch for STAT
Marie-Hélène Étienne-Rousseau with her son Tobie. Adèle Foglia for STAT
SHERBROOKE, Québec — As a mother, Marie-Hélène Étienne-Rousseau wasn't dead-set against vaccination, in a mind's-made-up, won't-even-talk-about-it sort of way. But she was vociferous enough to have the nurses worried. Again and again, she'd explain that she'd read plenty online. That she'd heard frightening stories about these shots. That she wasn't convinced they were good for her kids.
And protecting her kids was at the forefront of Étienne-Rousseau's mind. How could it not be? She was 26. Her youngest lay in an Isolette in the neonatal intensive care unit, a mask over his nose to help him breathe. Anyone walking by could watch the delicate fluttering of his heart and lungs, visible in a rainbow of squiggles on a bedside screen. His name was Tobie.
He'd arrived early, at only 28 weeks: a tiny, 2-pound creature, the size of one soda can stacked on another. He was her fourth child in four years. She'd had preemies before — her son Samuel at 34 weeks, her daughter Jessica at 35 — so she wasn't as panicked as she might have been. Still, she'd cried when she went into labor with Tobie, wondering if the doctors could save him. "I knew a thing or two about really small babies," she said, "but 28 weeks! That might have consequences, I told myself; parts of him might not be fully formed. Will he be able to see? Will he be deaf?"
Her husband was home taking care of the other kids when she gave birth close to midnight on Sept. 15, 2018. They showed her the baby for a few seconds. Then, because he needed oxygen, they whisked him away.
He'd be in the hospital for five months — long enough for his internal bleeding to stop, for his surgical wounds to heal, for his first round of vaccines to be due. The surgery his mother had authorized; the immunization, against eight infectious diseases, she refused.
So, early this year, not long before Étienne-Rousseau would finally click Tobie into his car seat and drive him home to the village of Notre-Dame-des-Bois — "Our-Lady-of-the-Woods," 14 miles from the Maine border — the nurses tried one last tack. They called in Dr. Arnaud Gagneur.
He was an unassuming emissary. As a neonatologist from the north of France, an M.D.-Ph.D., and a speaker of clipped European French in a province of slurred consonants, he might've come across as slightly snooty. His attitude, though, was anything but. As he prepared to talk vaccines with Étienne-Rousseau — a hardliner, he'd been told — he purposefully set his expert opinions aside. Too often, he felt, doctors try to think on behalf of their patients and alienate them in the process. He hoped he could avoid that trap. "I didn't want to put any pressure on her," he said.
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As public health tactics go, it sounded counterintuitive. Across the American border, the measles caseload was inching its way toward a 27-year high. In some hard-hit communities, authorities would respond by threatening the unvaccinated with fines, banning them from public spaces, and temporarily shuttering their schools. Dr. Robert Jacobson, a Mayo Clinic pediatrician who'd been flown in to teach New York state clinicians how to combat vaccine hesitancy, likes to emphasize that "the parent … really is hoping that the professional can give the professional's recommendation." By comparison, Gagneur's no-pressure strategy could seem dubious — gentle where others were being forceful, well-meaning but potentially toothless.
That isn't how the Québécois government saw it. Though authorities didn't shy away from saying they'd pull un-immunized kids out of school during a 2015 measles outbreak in Lanaudière, by the time Étienne-Rousseau had given birth to Tobie, the provincial health ministry had spent millions putting Gagneur's methods into practice, hiring a whole new workforce to enact his nonjudgmental probing of parents' beliefs and anxieties about vaccines.
Vaccination counselors, the new employees were called. In 2017 and 2018, over 50 of them were stationed in more than a dozen of the province's largest maternity wards, with plans to hire one or more at every last Québec hospital where mothers give birth by 2021. The counselors are themselves a kind of prophylaxis. Their job is to ask about parents' worries long before anyone's trying to vaccinate their kids at 2 months of age, to answer whatever questions come up — in other words, to inoculate against the misconceptions that might infect them online.
Yet, unlike most medical interventions, this one unfolds entirely on the family's terms. "Parents appreciate not being told, 'This is what you have to do, this is what will be good for your kids,'" said Dr. Danielle Auger, who leads the program at Québec's ministry of health and social services. "It's more of a dialogue."
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Clinical trials are already wrapping up in British Columbia, Ontario, and Nova Scotia, and Gagneur has applied for funds to test the idea in Europe, the United States, and Australia. For Dr. Saad Omer, director of the Yale Institute for Global Health, the initiative is part of an exciting shift, from hopes of curbing vaccine hesitancy to studies about how to go about it. "The effort it takes, the cost it has — other places can learn from it, including places in the U.S.," he said.
Gagneur, who works at the University of Sherbrooke's Fleurimont Hospital, about two hours from Montréal, knew this program probably wouldn't change the minds of those who'd become hardened in their rejection of vaccines. Rather, it was meant to assuage parents' uncertainties about the shots, to prevent their hesitancy from becoming entrenched. Étienne-Rousseau had, in fact, met with one of the hospital's vaccination counselors, but the mother wouldn't budge.
"They called me one night to say, 'The baby's leaving. … He's not vaccinated. Can't you come talk to the mother?'" Gagneur remembered. "They said, 'If there is anyone who can succeed with this parent, it will be you.'"
The University of Sherbrooke-affiliated Fleurimont Hospital, where Gagneur works and where Étienne-Rousseau gave birth to Tobie. Laurence Butet-Roch for STAT
Like many investigations into the failures of modern medicine, Gagneur's began with a death that didn't need to happen. The deceased was only 6 months old, just learning to sit upright, just starting to gum food from the edge of a spoon.
As a medical student, Gagneur had been drawn to pediatric intensive care: deducing what was wrong with a failing neonate, coaxing the heart back into cadence, pumping the tiny lungs full with a balloon. Often, what was wrong was an infection, and he started studying the responsible bugs. He swiped yeasts from infants' rectums, mouths, and the skin behind their ears. He sampled coronaviruses from the orifices of both babies and the staff who took care of them. He got a reputation in the hospital: "Nurses would see me coming and say, 'Uh oh, are you going to pick my nose?'"
His expertise meant that, once he took a hospital job in Brest, at the northwestern tip of France, he had a good chance of seeing any kid in the region who contracted bacterial meningitis, a dangerous infection that causes inflammation of the membranes around the brain and spinal cord. It was rare, but not rare enough. Babies would arrive limp, running fevers of 102 or 104, almost comatose. Older kids would come in with hellish headaches, unable to move their necks, afraid of the light. Sometimes the bacteria had eaten holes in the brain; sometimes they'd spilled into the bloodstream, damaging the vessels — red spots appearing on the skin and widening into patches of necrotic black.
Gagneur would slide a needle between the child's vertebrae, break through the spinal cord's leathery casing to siphon off fluid for the lab. As it came out, he could already foresee the results: What should have been clear, water-like, was murky, thickened with infection.
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"You quickly see who's going to make it, who's going to slip away," he said. He never got used to it. He couldn't help seeing his own children in his patients. He still can't shake the image of one boy: 7 or 8, nervous system raging with meningococcus, blood pressure plummeting. "We had to intubate him, and to do that, we had to anesthetize him," Gagneur said. "It was traumatic, to tell a child, 'Don't worry, I'm putting you to sleep so I can treat you,' — to do that, and then he never wakes up.
"It leaves you scarred. Sure, you might be trained to do this, sure, this is your job, but … I was a young doctor, and I had kids the same age."
In France, parents pick up vaccines themselves at the pharmacy, storing the vials in the fridge until their child's next doctor's appointment — prophylaxis nestled incongruously between the eggs and the yogurt. As soon as meningococcal vaccines hit drugstores in the early aughts — even before the French government officially recommended it — Gagneur bought three doses and immunized his kids on the living room couch.
The 6-month-old who would end up reshaping Québécois public health policy arrived in the emergency room in Brest a few years after that. "Often, when we have child deaths like that, the parents' first questions are, 'What could I have done? Is there something I should have done differently?'" Gagneur remembered.
Gently, not wanting to heap blame onto this newly bereaved mother, he asked if she'd heard about the vaccine against pneumococcal meningitis, the kind of infection that had killed her son. No, she said, she hadn't. But when she returned to the hospital to fill in paperwork and make arrangements with the morgue, she went to see Gagneur. She held up a vial that she'd discovered in her fridge. Was this the vaccine he'd been talking about?
Vaccination counselor Mathieu Savard (far right) speaks with new parents at Fleurimont Hospital about immunizing their baby. Laurence Butet-Roch for STAT
It was in part thanks to that forgotten vial that Mathieu Savard found himself in the maternity ward of Fleurimont Hospital, in Sherbrooke, one morning over a decade later. He went from room to room, knocking on doors, hoping to find one where the parents were awake and not already occupied with another health professional's spiel.
Room 5625 was dark and cocoon-like when he stepped in, as if the parents were trying to convince their newborn he was still nestled in the womb. Doféré Samuel was in a moon-and-spaceship onesie, being held gingerly, almost disbelievingly, by his father, who shuffled from foot to foot in a lullaby-like dance.
Savard introduced himself, pulled up a chair. "Often the first question that I address with parents is: What's your opinion about vaccines for your baby?" he said. "What do you think?"
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The mother stirred in the bed. She was lying on her side, knees folded up toward her stomach, still exhausted from giving birth. Her name was Affoué Marie-France N'Da. "Well, it has to do with his health," she said quietly. "It's good, it's positive."
Her husband, Tenon Charly Kone, murmured his assent.
"Well, what I'm hearing is —"
But before Savard could finish his sentence, he started hearing something else.
"Maybe there are side effects we should be following, though," N'Da said, her voice a little stronger this time.
Savard smiled. "What I'm hearing is maybe a little fear about side effects," he said. "What I'm hearing is the protective parental instinct, that you want to protect your baby."
When he asked them what, specifically, they were worried about, there was a pause.
"Later in life, I don't know, maybe the kid will have issues," the mother said.
"Malformations?" the father offered.
"Malformations," the mother said.
Information sheets for new parents detail when children should get which vaccines, as well as providing information to reduce any anxiety they may have about the shots. Laurence Butet-Roch for STAT
Savard visits new parents in the maternity ward to discuss immunization in an effort to dispel myths and address their concerns. He's one of 53 health workers across Québec trained to provide such counseling. Laurence Butet-Roch for STAT
The couple embodied exactly what public health experts worry about. They didn't seem like it on paper: both engineers with a self-professed belief in science, both largely convinced that vaccination is a routine part of keeping their family safe — in short, about as far as you can get from the caricature of the conspiracy-minded, doctor-wary anti-vaxxer. Yet in compiling 10 of the threats demanding attention in 2019, alongside such horrors as Ebola and climate change, the World Health Organization included "vaccine hesitancy" — not just refusal, but reluctance as well.
Such attitudes are on a continuum, the officials in Geneva seemed to be saying: If we want to reverse the recent jump in measles cases — a global upswing of more than 30% since 2016 — we can't focus only on the die-hards. Even more urgent are the worries this couple shares with Étienne-Rousseau: the creeping hesitations gleaned from Facebook, the niggling fears, the kinds of doubts that seed themselves along the ragged edges of our rational minds.
"If you look at the data nationally, the proportion of parents that refuse all vaccines is pretty small and has been pretty steady over the last few decades," said Dr. Amanda Dempsey, a University of Colorado pediatrician and researcher. "But the proportion of parents who opt out of certain vaccines is growing, as are parents who get all of the vaccines but raise questions or concerns about what they're doing."
Answering those questions is a minefield of power dynamics. The reception of what you say is entirely dependent on how you say it. Julie Leask, a vaccine-hesitancy researcher at the University of Sydney, in Australia, remembers working with homeless teen parents and realizing how useless it was for her to instruct them on matters of public health. "'Don't heat your baby's bottles in the microwave. Don't smoke while you're pregnant. Don't put your baby to bed with bottles of milk or juice — it'll rot their teeth.' I would tell them that, or make little pamphlets, and it made no difference, not a skerrick of difference," she said. "Telling people how to be more healthy usually doesn't work, you have to give them ownership over those decisions."
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Gagneur first got an inkling of how he might do that through a stymied research project. He'd been trying to track how much a new rotavirus vaccine reduced the number of babies hospitalized with diarrhea in and around Brest. To collect data, he'd recruited enough physicians to staff a small hospital. The trouble was, there were no data to collect: Parents were simply refusing the new vaccine when it was presented to them at their children's 2-month appointment, saying they needed more time to consider the pros and cons.
The idea came from some of the group's pediatricians. What if they started talking up the study right there in the maternity wards, as soon as the baby was born, two months before the vaccination would actually take place? That way, parents had time to mull it over before anyone was coming near their child with a syringe.
"I said, 'Bingo, let's go!'" Gagneur recalled — and soon, almost every parent they approached was saying yes to the new vaccine. In 2008, he got a job in Sherbrooke, and once transplanted to the New World, that experience became a kind of creation story, a possible answer to the grim question posed by the death of a 6-month-old. "If it works for a new vaccine, why wouldn't it work for all vaccines?" Gagneur asked himself.
From addiction and weight-loss psychologists, he borrowed a technique called motivational interviewing, in which a counselor asks questions, like a less abrasive Socrates, helping the counseled examine their own uncertainties. From his French pediatrician colleagues, he borrowed the notion of staging such conversations in the maternity ward, within a day of a baby's birth.
Étienne-Rousseau drives with Tobie to meet her sisters-in-law at a restaurant. She always brings her youngest child everywhere she goes. Before it was Samuel, now it is Tobie's turn. Adèle Foglia for STAT
Mixed together, the two gave preliminary but promising results. Among over 1,000 mothers at Gagneur's own hospital, a conversation with a vaccine counselor bumped the percentage who said they intended to immunize their children from 72 to 87. It wasn't just talk, either: When he expanded his research to three more hospitals and randomly assigned parents to get either a motivational interview or a pamphlet about vaccination, his analysis of early data showed an immunization rate of 80% in the kids of those who spoke to a real live human being and 74% in the families who'd been handed a piece of paper. It was enough for Québec's public health agency to email Gagneur in August 2016, interrupting his holiday in the south of France to ask him to for a province-wide protocol.
For those eyeing the program from abroad — including Leask and Dempsey, who've signed on to take part in Gagneur's international trial if it gets funded — the sticking point is often economic. How do you implement such a program in a place where health care isn't government-run? Does it make sense to hire a whole workforce to focus solely on vaccination? Why not throw in breastfeeding, too?
The counselors themselves leave such questions to the professors and the government officials. Their focus is on the parents, their child, their questions. Savard tries to empty his mind before he knocks on every new door, to remind himself not to blur one family's concerns with another's.
He doesn't look or sound much like the other hospital workers who'd stopped into Doféré Samuel's room to test his hearing, screen his genetics, teach his parents car-seat etiquette, and extol the virtues of breastfeeding. The son of a wood-and-shavings supervisor in a pulp-and-paper town, Savard had worked in marketing, selling additives to keep concrete pourable, and in physiotherapy, helping stroke patients learn to walk again. Rather than white coats or office garb, he favored black T-shirts, the single breast pocket patterned loudly with flowers or sea creatures. Snaking up his right arm was a Polynesian tattoo: a whole lexicon of symbols recreated from anthropologists' drawings after the tradition had been wiped out by colonization. He addressed parents with the informal pronoun "tu" rather than the buttoned-up "vous."
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His loose-limbed casual air was deliberate, an attempt to set his interlocutors at ease. He wanted them to feel comfortable enough to repeat whatever misinformation they might have read or heard and come to believe — that vaccines cause autism; that flu shots, like the white trails airplanes leave behind, are part of a government plot to poison the population.
He didn't explicitly tell them they were wrong. When Kone and N'Da postulated that the injections might cause malformations, he never directly confronted them about it. Instead, he asked them if he could complete the picture for them, and, when they said yes, walked them through the side effects that doctors had actually observed: rash, fever, pain at the injection site, sleepiness, loss of appetite, occasional diarrhea.
It might seem risky, not to challenge erroneous and potentially dangerous beliefs head-on. To Savard, though, the bigger risk is breaching the relationship of trust he's carefully built. As he put it, "If you start judging parents' opinions, if you start contradicting what they've said, you've already lost them."
Étienne-Rousseau and her children check to see whether their chickens have laid eggs. Adèle Foglia for STAT
Étienne-Rousseau feeds Tobie at the kitchen table. Adèle Foglia for STAT
Étienne-Rousseau knew that feeling all too well. She felt it every time she took her kids to see the doctor in Lac-Mégantic, the nearest town with such services. "It was as if she were attacking me," Étienne-Rousseau said, "as if she were accusing me of wanting my kids to get sick. As if I were a bad mother."
Convictions can be hard to trace, like idle habits picked up from family members and friends. So it was with Étienne-Rousseau's suspicion of vaccines. It had been there, everywhere around her, for as long as she remembered. She'd been partially immunized as a baby, but that stopped at 9 months of age, when an elementary school teacher in Drummondville adopted her and her brother. They were simply a family that did not get vaccines. The kids didn't question it; that's just what they did.
Her social sphere expanded when she was about 13. Her mother, fearing that the one boy in the household needed male companionship, packed him off to spend weekends and summers with some folks she knew out in the country. The Plourdes already had 17 children; what was another one to house and feed? Étienne-Rousseau began to go there, too, and their three-person family became part of a clan.
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The father was a bricklayer, and he'd built a big brown house on an unpaved road outside the village of Notre-Dame-des-Bois, where locals say the electricity is liable to cut out in spring when all the households start boiling down their maple sap at once. (The municipality blames fallen branches.) The kids ranged around the countryside, four-wheeling, playing volleyball, fishing. At mealtimes, they sat at the table on long benches. In summer, the fields erupted into constellations of tall meadow buttercups.
Étienne-Rousseau now lives in that big brown house. She fell for one of the Plourde boys — "He became my brother before he became my husband," she jokes — and together they bought the place. The field where they played volleyball as kids is now their cow pasture.
In some ways, their life is a vision of rural Québec from another era: devoutly Catholic, rhythms changing with changes in the weather and the land. Étienne-Rousseau's husband runs a maple syrup business with three of his brothers in the mountains north of Montréal, hours of driving away. "From January to early May, I'm pretty much a single mother," she said, laughing. When her children get rambunctious, she tells them to go feed grass to the chickens.
One of the main streets of Notre-Dame-des-Bois. The church on the left was founded in 1833. Adèle Foglia for STAT
Then again, she gets her groceries from Walmart, her messages from a smartphone, her ultrasounds from a university hospital. Her reluctance about vaccines was fueled as much by social media as by her sisters-in-law. Her doctor in Lac-Mégantic didn't help. "When someone can actually answer my questions, and not just throw me some script they've learned by heart, then I'll consider it," she remembered thinking.
That was what the hospital staff hoped Gagneur could do. He came by to see her on a winter evening after his shift, around suppertime. Tobie, big-eyed and alert, almost ready to be discharged, now lay in a quieter part of the neonatology unit, away from the hubbub of nurses' computers and the milk-preparing station.
She had a whole litany of questions. Was it not too much, to combine the vaccines for three different illnesses at once? Was there a chance Tobie could get these diseases from the vaccines themselves? Given that he was premature, given that he was so tiny, wouldn't the vaccines be even harder for him to take than they'd be for a full-term baby? Why immunize him against diseases that we no longer see? If vaccines were as good as doctors seemed to think they were, why were there so many websites warning against them?
Étienne-Rousseau poses with Tobie in their greenhouse. Having studied agriculture and horticulture, she sometimes wakes up early to take care of the plants before her day gets busy with her children. Adèle Foglia for STAT
Gagneur listened, letting her steer the conversation, answering her queries one by one. Vaccines were nothing in comparison with the storm of germs a child might be exposed to in the classroom. Tobie couldn't get the diseases from the shots because they contained weakened or killed pathogens; at most, he'd have a low-grade fever or brief malaise. If anything, being premature made a baby more vulnerable to infection, making the vaccines even more important.
He said that we no longer see these diseases precisely because we vaccinate against them, but that older physicians remember seeing babies die from these conditions. He explained that there had been fake studies — data fudged to make vaccines seem dangerous — that doctors had disproven again and again but that still circulated online. He knew it was easy for parents to get caught in an eddy of misinformation through the algorithms of search engines and social media accounts.
They talked for over an hour beside Tobie's bed. Gagneur kept the tone light; he didn't describe in detail the tiny corpses he had tried in vain to save. He was honest, that he worried about unvaccinated children, but he didn't press her to make a decision: "I told her, 'I'll leave you to think about it.'"
That felt foreign to her. "Once we were done, he told me that, whether I chose to vaccinate or not, he respected my decision as someone who wanted the best for my kids," she remembered. "Just that sentence — to me, it was worth all the gold in the world."
Noah and Jessica play in the family room while Tobie watches from his crib. Adèle Foglia for STAT
Then, nothing happened. Étienne-Rousseau fell back into her routine. She had four kids to care for, all of them in diapers — she bought them in big boxes at Walmart, in three different sizes. That was where she saw the article. She'd just finished stocking up on supplies, and had stopped in at the adjacent McDonald's for a Big Mac when the front page of a local paper caught her eye.
The headline was about measles, and the risks for unvaccinated children in Estrie, the region of Québec where she lives. "It really struck me that my kids weren't vaccinated yet," she said.
For Tobie, who was still in the hospital, that changed right before he was discharged. For his three older siblings, the first vaccinations took place at the kitchen table, a public health nurse giving the shots, Étienne-Rousseau soothing her kids with milk and cartoons. Her sisters-in-law were surprised to hear about the reversal. She explained her decision, she hoped at some point, they, too, might sit down with Gagneur. But she didn't try to convince anyone. She knew perhaps better than anyone that they were, to the best of their abilities, just trying to protect their kids.
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Sian E says:
Funny how these stories always follow the same path. Anxious parent soothed by smooth and reassuring medical professional. Baby gets vaccinated and everyone lives happily ever after.
Baby never reacts badly, screams night and day ceaselessly for days before succumbing to fits and the need for a fast ambulance ride and a lengthy hospital stay.
Well that's what happened to my babies. Two of them.
A doctor kindly risked his career to tell me quietly that vaccines are very dangerous for some children. My children were in that category. I thank him every day for his honesty. Otherwise I'd be reading fluff like this and thinking I should still be vaccinating and being sure to get my one unvaccinated child bang up to date.
The truly sad thing is, that one unvaccinated child is so much healthier than his vaccinated siblings, it's almost laughable. And yes, he's had a few things –
Rotovirus? Yeah, it's feeble in the face of breastfeeding. He threw up once and was fine. I vomited for 12 hours straight.
Chicken pox? Yup, him and everyone else in school.
Measles? This one caught me by surprise. He was only 21 months old and rarely left our home. He still got it somehow….but…he wasn't even ill. In fact he was so not-ill the whole thing would probably have passed me by if he hadn't passed it on to my granddaughter. My daughter caught it too, which was unexpected as she did get the MMR. I guess it wasn't working any more after only 16 years.
I'm glad my son and granddaughter are now immune for life and she can pass on that immunity to her baby if she has one.
Sorry doc, but for us, nature does work best.
Nothing is 100%. I am glad nature working presently the best for you. But look at history of these diseases their deaths and vaccine research. The childrens lives saved are great. For others if a doctor tells you vaccines are very dangerous for your child you better ask why! If a vaccine is causing serious life threatening reaction that can be tied to the vaccine this typically indicates an underlying condition and should be investigated. The vaccines that have been developed are intended to increase the odds of surviving a fatal or disabling illness. I guess you were not around for diseases like Polio or when large number of kids died. The lack of medical history experience is heading us into repeating history. I hope your daughter does her research on passing on that immunity. If immunity passed on then we should all be immune from our ancestors passing it on. Oh wait maybe not because many of them died.
They are told that vaccines cause autism. Anti vaxx is a superstitious response to rising rates.
I understand the need to have children be protected from diseases that sometimes end in death. I believe that most kids can handle vaccines, and as far as we know, it includes 99.2 % to 99.8% if we remove those with medical exemptions. But why do we not give vaccines to children with immune problems? Didn't some children have to die of vaccine acquired diseases to figure it out? Isn't there a minuscule possibility that we haven't figured out other indices of susceptibility? Why does Paul Offit seem to be saying that only anaphylaxis counts, "that's it!" as he told an audience not long back? Did he forget about the immune disorders? Why are so many so dismissive of parents ~~whose children have had serious reactions?~~. That's the problem, not what is in the vaccines, for the most part; but the need for the minuscule portion of children who for unknown reasons have serious reactions …encephalopathies/seizures/syncope lasting minutes to days…and to be told either nothing, or that it is not vaccine related (when they really don't know), to refuse to fill out a VAERS report—these are the problems parents of kids who have had severe reactions report. They are pissed, and they are LOUD. Let's be more honest, vaccine reactions/complications and even death may happen with vaccines. Rarely, but it does happen. And everybody and their God-blessed dog calls feels they have the right to call parents stupid because parents think they have a right to question vaccine safety because of their child's severe reaction. The World Health Organization will say that kids with epilepsy are 2-6x's more likely to have a severe reaction. So are kids with immune problems. Let's look honestly at susceptibilities…if we keep trying to push them below the surface, they will only rise up more intensely. I don't side with them, but I understand what they are going through. It took over 20 years to find out what an HHE was, for me. Finally, a doctor told me exactly what he thought happened. I see the knee jerk defensiveness on the medical side, too.
Mary F says:
It is amazing how much panic-causing garbage circulates on the internet, influencing gullible readers. The benefits of vaccination far, far outweigh the minuscule risks of a truly bad reaction. Because of the anti-vax hype, for mis-informed people / parents a lot of massaging is required. This article underscores that patient non-judgmental guiding is effective, in essence a better version of the internet presented in person. Because it is effective, it would be great to see this wide-spread.
I don't know of anyone who is raising a fuss about vaccines who didn't have a child who had a _severe_ reaction. They may be barking up wrong trees, but they are angry, not gullible.
Have you looked at the ingredients inside the vaccines? Can you seriously tell me that it will NOT adversely affect a new born child whose body is not strong. Vaccines are not a natural way of the body protecting itself. Doctors want to pump 5 or more vaccines into a new born child this is ridiculous. Also, you cannottell me that if I or my child get a vaccine that we will NOT get sick. I know people that got a flu vaccine and they got the flu and I did not. Getting a vaccine does not guarantee that you will not get sick. I am really tired of listening to people say, " your child will make my child sick unless you get the vaccine like us." If you got the vaccine then shut up and sit down. Try spending your time cleaning up our environment of the many toxins and chemicals and hormones then perhaps we will not be so susceptible to various diseases as our immune systems will be stronger.There are now over 20 vaccines that are being forced upon the population. Is this natural. What are you learning in med school, better yet, what are they teaching you in med school. Vaccines are NOT natural. We have destroyed our environment to such a point that we must now rely on artificial substances to protect us. Where will this lead us?
Hi Jona,
I hear you saying that you are concerned about additives in vaccines and the effect that exposure to multiple vaccines at once will overwhelm an infant's immune system. Also, you are concerned that vaccines aren't natural.
Vaccines take advantage of the body's natural processes. Many of the diseases we vaccinate for are ones we can only get once and then develop an immunity to. By exposing our bodies to a killed, or disabled virus through a vaccine, we get our bodies to react to the pathogen, stimulate an immune response and give ourselves immunity to the full disease. The human immune system is an amazing thing. Infants are exposed to thousands of pathogens daily and the immune system protects them. Exposing them to multiple vaccines at ones is still a tiny amount compared to what taking them to the supermarket or a restaurant exposes them to.
The additives in vaccines sound scary, but they are present in tiny, tiny amounts. Dosage matters. You can die from ingesting too much water, you can be exposed to tiny amounts of scary sounding substances without consequence.
You're absolutely right. Vaccines, like nearly any medical intervention have a risk of side effects. But the side effects are small–sometimes a baby will have a fever (that's proof that the child's immune system is working) but usually the side effects aren't any worse than a sore arm. Those risk pale in comparison to the risks from the illnesses the vaccines prevent.
Measles is one of the most contagious diseases out there. Unvaccinated people who are exposed to measles are 98 percent likely to be infected. The virus is airborne and can be contagious for 2 hours after the infected person has passed through an area. A trip to the supermarket could wind up being deadly to an unvaccinated child.
I know you are concerned about your child's health. When you weight the risks and benefits, the realistic choice is to vaccinate.
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Finally safe behind the door, Adam drew his bride into his arms and lifted her up against his body to capture her lips once again. Their kiss deepened and sent waves of heat coursing through them both. She happily wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss with just as much fervor and passion. If he kept at it, Adam knew he wouldn't stop. He wanted to savor this.
He broke away and set her to his side in an attempt to recover his senses and his breath.
Belle leaned against the door next to him, panting, her balance just as unsteady as his. How quickly their passion could ignite and threaten to consume them. What a wonder!
Without saying a word, Adam took her hand and led them to the couch in front of the fireplace, which lit the room with a soft, intimate glow. They sat, and Belle leaned her back into him
His arms held her tightly. "What are you thinking of?" he asked. His lips brushed against the back of her ear and sent a shiver of warmth down her spine.
"How devastatingly handsome you are, my husband." Smiling up at him, Belle turned and ran her hand over his shirt and down his chest. After having become somewhat familiar with his former form, she wanted to study the feel of him as he was now. Slowly, she allowed it to travel lower, and it came to rest on his outer thigh.
He hummed at her touch and, gripping her chin, tenderly captured her soft lips with his.
Belle leaned into the kiss, practically crawling onto his lap. But the many layers of skirts on her dress were cumbersome. The need to remove them grew to where she couldn't take it, and she broke away from the kiss in order to shed at least the petticoats beneath the dress. Her hands trembled with anticipation as she stood, making it a struggle to untie the undergarments.
Adam's eyes widened at the realization of what she was trying to accomplish, and he got up to assist her. Starting with the laces down the back of her gown, he slowly untied the bow at the top and moved to pull each rung loose, allowing his fingers to brush against the bare skin of her shoulders he'd exposed. He bent down, kissing her neck as the dress fell to the floor.
Belle made quick work of the petticoats and her stays, leaving only her chemise in place. She stepped back from him and laid the garments onto the chair nearby in an effort to avoid wrinkling them. The chemise was already lowered to accommodate the rounded neckline of her gown, and with a pull of the string across the top, it fell further, exposing the entire tops of her breasts. Her arms bent at the elbow prevented the entire thing from falling off of her body as she reached out to kiss her mesmerized husband once again.
As she sucked on his lower lip and his tongue traced her upper one, she assisted him in removing his coat, then his waistcoat, and started unbuttoning his shirt. She trailed her kisses down his neck and chest, extracting the most delicious moans from her beast.
The pleasure Belle blessed him with overwhelmed his mind. He scrambled to remember the conversation he'd had with Tobias last night. At the time, he'd been placating himself by asking about the intimate act, knowing well he would never have the chance to experience it. But he'd been drunk enough—and curious enough—to pose the question. He'd wanted to know what it was like, and how exactly it was accomplished.
Tobias hadn't been the least bit embarrassed, and was more than happy to describe in indelicate detail, how a man and woman's bodies joined, and the ecstasy that could be felt by both when done correctly. There was one word of warning, though, and it was breaking through Adam's thoughts at this moment. Sharing this first experience with his stunning bride, he recalled that for a woman, the first time could be painful.
The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt her, and it dampened his passions. He'd been surprised by that revelation and followed it by asking if anything could be done to ease that discomfort. Tobias assured him that if the time ever came, he just needed to take his time, making good use of his hands first, stroking her desires to a point of near frenzy, then the pain would be avoided or so short-lived as it gave way to a level of pleasure one couldn't even imagine. That was when he abandoned the conversation and changed the subject, because he truly believed it was something he'd have to keep to his dreams.
Pulled back into the moment, Adam sucked in a breath as Belle's chemise pooled at her feet, and she stood before him, in the light, completely unclothed. Briefly he recalled the last time he'd seen her like this, and the flood of primal desire that had gripped him then, returned. Her cheeks flushed just slightly, and it made her even more becoming. That day in London, he'd assumed the clawing, practically uncontrollable desire that gripped him was some sort of feral, animalistic urge that was a product of his beastly form. But the exact feeling was attacking him now, and for the first time, he recognized what Belle had told him all along. That the Beast wasn't some sort of separate entity. That his passions were simply those of a man in love with a woman, and perfectly natural and normal.
Having already thrown off his shirt, she stepped forward to remove his pants, her hands slightly shaky. He reached down, grasping her hands in his, staying her fingers, wanting to drink in the breathtaking sight of his naked bride for a little longer. She was beyond gorgeous. Her hair was arranged in a simple, but effective coiffure, with ringlet curls tumbling around her beautiful face. Her round, pert breasts moved with each breath she took, and his gaze drifted lower to her narrow waist and flat stomach that gave way to just slightly rounded hips and a shapely derriere.
As his eyes roamed her body, Belle felt the gaze like a flame, scorching her everywhere it lingered. She had no expectations, or even fully understood what this driving need was. If she had thought to discuss the ins and outs of love making with Kara, or even her mother, she would have immediately dismissed it, knowing that it was unlikely her Beast would ever discard his conviction of remaining in that form. And as long as he was a Beast, he kept their physical contact limited and chaste.
Now here she stood, ready to give him the last piece of herself, and she wondered why she wasn't the least bit afraid or nervous. Perhaps because she didn't know how all of it worked, just letting her body lead her, so she couldn't anticipate any unpleasantness that might be on the horizon? The glorious way she felt when he kissed her, touched her, she couldn't imagine any part of this being unpleasant in any way. She also trusted him like she'd trusted no one before and knew he would never harm her.
He approached her, his hands coming up to cup both of her breasts, and she sharply sucked in a breath as his thumb brushed across her nipple. The shock-waves of bliss that his fingers sent through her body were exciting, and she hungered for more. He took his time getting to know each breast, and all the ways his touch affected her. The throbbing need between her legs was growing, and she reached down to help relieve him of the rest of his clothing. It was her turn to stare at his body.
A loud knock at the door interrupted the moment, and she had only just begun to unfasten his breeches.
With a growl, Adam tore himself away, and in a gruff tone shouted, "What is it?" to whoever was beyond the door.
"Master, sir, the guests are beginning to wonder where you and the bride have gone off to." Cogsworth nervously said, immediately regretting being talked into finding the missing couple. Although it seemed a strange time to run off and read, when they turned up missing after they served dessert, he'd had little doubt where to find them.
"We needed some time alone, to get some air, and clear our heads. We'll rejoin them shortly. Until we do, no one is to disturb us. Is that understood, Cogsworth? Keep this hallway clear." The King's voice had regained its casual tone, but it didn't ease Cogsworth's discomfort.
"Yes, Master," the majordomo shortly replied before scurrying away and shutting the doors to the hallway behind him.
"Now... where were we?" Adam's eyes blazed again when he turned, and found his bride bent over, spreading out a blanket on the rug in front of the fireplace. The sight of her ample rump caused a different kind of growl to escape his lips, and he quickly removed his breeches and came up behind her, grabbing her by the hips, pulling her back against him.
Belle lost her breath as she felt the stiffness of his desires pressing into her backside, and his wide hands slid around the front of her hips and down her inner thighs. She moaned, and leaned back against him as his hands slowly trailed back up, one finger tracing the outer lips of her center.
Standing while his fingers caressed her innermost core was almost more than she could bear, and her hands reached back to grasp the back of his neck in order to hang on to something. The movement caused her bottom to brush against his groin, and Adam lost his balance as the unexpected pleasure coursed through his body. He managed to prevent them both from crashing to the ground, but in doing, so she was now face to face with him, his thick arm around her back, her breasts pressed into his chest, and the bulge between his legs resting against her stomach.
He slowly lowered them onto the blanket and he reclined back, using the arm that had been around her, to prop his head up. She leaned away, then took her time looking over his body. The indescribable wave of excitement that she felt the day she saw him in the mirror, half dressed and soaking wet, was nothing compared to the way her body tingled upon seeing him, stretched out in all his glory. He was too fine a specimen of masculinity and grace. Nearly every part of his body was sculpted muscles, from his wide chest, narrow waist, and chiseled stomach, to his thick legs, and bulky shoulders. But where her eyes settled caused a gasp to be released from her lips. She had never seen or imagined anything like it. It stood to attention, and she could see it pulsating under her gaze. Without a thought, she reached out and wrapped her hand around him, not even noticing the groan, and slight wince, it created in her husband.
She held it, felt it throbbing under her fingers, and she forgot to breathe, so enthralled with her new discovery. Finally, she sucked in a breath and released him, only to trace her fingers along the side of it, looking up at him as she did, to see what sort of response a lighter touch would elicited. She was delighted to see him throw his head back as he moaned in pleasure, pinching his eyes shut.
Without removing her hand from the delicate area, she leaned over him, pressing her breasts into his chest once again, and captured his lips with hers. His hands gripped her body closer to his, and one moved between her legs, slowly slipping a finger inside of her. He stifled her surprise with his tongue, and they melted into one another as they both pet and stroked the other's desires until the burning need within was too overwhelming to keep at bay any longer.
Rolling her onto her back, Adam continued to tease and fondle her delicate folds, spreading the moisture that dripped out of her along the lower lips. She arched into his hand, letting out a whimper as his finger slid back inside, pressing deeper until she had to bite her lip to suppress a scream.
Feeling that she was close to some sort of pinnacle, he settled between her open thighs, removing his finger from her opening. She looked deep into his eyes with a hunger that only served to further inflame his own, and with as much care and control as he could muster, he entered her with a gentle thrust.
Only a bit of the tip actually breached her entrance, shocking both her and him with the heat that radiated off the contact. Slowly, and bit by bit, he slid further inside until he felt the barrier, and with a slightly more forceful thrust, it was broken, and he was sheathed completely.
Belle was desperate to fill the need that overtook her, but was not ready for the sharp pain that now was foremost in her mind. Her face betrayed her feelings, and he froze, giving her body a chance to adjust to his presence inside her.
"I'm so sorry ma belle, but I'm told that can't be helped." His eyes searched hers for some sort of reassurance she wasn't completely disgusted with him for causing her pain when all he wanted to do was to give her pleasure. Her hands grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down into a deep, penetrating kiss, that made his arms stiffen in their strain to hold himself above her, not wanting to add crushing her under his weight to his recent offenses.
Instinctively, Belle shifted her hips slightly beneath him, and the soaring pleasure that had flown from her returned with a depth she didn't know what to do with as he slipped deeper into her. She gripped his shoulders and tilted her head back, exposing her neck to his hot, wet kisses, as he retreated and reentered her. A shutter of pleasure coursed over her body as his mouth took one nipple inside and his tongue flicked the hard nub, all while slowly increasing the pace of his thrusts.
It was too much sensation for her senses to process, and a tightness built inside her until she burst with the most exquisite delight she had ever felt. Her body shuddered as wave after wave of exploding pleasure crested with each thrust until she felt a warmth fill her. He then collapsed against her after his ultimate crescendo merged with hers.
They lay there panting, not willing to separate their bodies just yet, trying to recover themselves in the aftermath of achieving what felt to them like the most spectacular climax in human history. After a few lingering moments, he withdrew from inside her, and rolled to the side, bringing her with him as she nestled into his shoulder, the length of her body pressed against his side and her hand resting on his chest. Neither wanted to ever leave the room, or put clothing on again.
Belle was the first to speak. "That was... incredible. I had no idea…" She couldn't even finish the thought; words did not do it justice.
"Neither did I. And to think we'd both resigned ourselves to never experiencing it," Adam casually said while running his hand up and down her back, brushing across the crest of her buttocks.
"Apparently, fate had much better plans." She grinned and planted a kiss on his chest, while her hand roamed from his shoulder down to his stomach, stopping before reaching his now relaxed manhood. "We really ought to get back to the party before anyone suspects we're…" she trailed off again, this time flushing bright red at the thought her parents might draw the correct conclusion.
"I suppose you're right, mon amour. We wouldn't want anyone thinking we abandoned our own wedding celebration to be intimate with one another." He gave her bottom a squeeze before allowing her to stand up, a devilish grin splayed across his handsome face. Belle giggled at the ridiculous statement and gathered her chemise from the floor.
Stealing glances at his beautiful bride, he too started to reluctantly dress himself as she tried to lace up the back of her gown. With his shirt buttoned and pants in place, he assisted her in fastening her dress the rest of the way.
Belle looked around, but there was no mirror in the room. "Is my hair alright?" she asked, turning around to face him as he buttoned his waistcoat back into place.
He let out a disappointed sigh that his bride's glorious body was once again hidden from him. But he focused on her hair now, and twisted a ringlet around his finger. "I was careful to suppress the desire to run my fingers through it. It still looks perfect, ma belle. As long as you can keep those blushes at bay, no one will be the wiser." He winked at her, causing her face to flush.
Picking up the discarded cravat off the floor, he considered it before holding it out to Belle. "Would you mind? I don't know that I can tie it myself."
She happily took the garment and set about recreating the glamourous knot Lumière had supplied. It took a few attempts to get it just right, but she managed to accomplish what she thought would be an undetectable replica.
Pulling his jacket back into place, and doing a final once over on one another, Belle slipped her arm through his and they strolled back to the ballroom, hoping no one would be the wiser.


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AstraZeneca Missteps Undermined U.S. Faith in Coronavirus Vaccine
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Oxford hired an outside manufacturer to produce large quantities of the vaccine for the trial. But when researchers received a sample of the vaccine and measured its strength, they noticed something strange. Using a different measurement technique than the manufacturer, Oxford found the concentration of viral particles in the vaccine to be double the level that the manufacturer had found.
Oxford researchers didn't know which measurement to trust. They decided to use a lower-strength dose. That way, even if their measurement was wrong, the dosage was sure to be safe, albeit smaller than originally intended.
Participants would get two injections, which were supposed to be about a month apart. Oxford began administering the vaccine. Within a few days, participants reported fewer side effects like sore arms or slight fevers than participants had during the first trial. The Oxford researchers later identified an ingredient in the outside manufacturer's vaccine batch that had skewed their measurement upward. That confirmed they were using a half-strength dose.
When the confusion over the dosing emerged months later, it would complicate efforts by scientists and public health officials to understand how well the vaccine worked.
In the meantime, public health authorities were increasingly embracing the inexpensive, easy-to-produce vaccine. In June, Soumya Swaminathan, the World Health Organization's chief scientist, called it "probably the leading candidate." In July, the head of the British government's vaccine task force, Kate Bingham, told lawmakers that it was "the most advanced vaccine anywhere in the world."
Trump administration officials, too, were enthusiastic. The White House chief of staff, Mark Meadows, told congressional leaders on July 30 that the Oxford-AstraZeneca vaccine could win emergency authorization from the F.D.A. as early as September, two people briefed on the discussion previously told The New York Times. (A spokesman for Mr. Meadows disputed that he had discussed AstraZeneca's prospects.)
Such optimism was premature.
Federal health officials had said in June that in order to authorize a vaccine, the F.D.A. would likely need to see late-stage data from at least 30,000 trial participants. By then, Oxford's trials in Britain and Brazil were underway, and even if their results were pooled they would fall short of that F.D.A. threshold. (The agency has never closed the door on relying entirely on data from overseas trials to authorize a vaccine.)
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Harboring an assortment of saxophones and uniting it with the exotic aura of bongos, congas and djembes, Accent On Africa by the Cannonball Adderley Quintet is one of the best-known artifacts of serration instead of separation. Recorded in 1968 in San Francisco and released in the same year on Capitol Records, the eight tracks serve as nods towards the rise of African music and the problems that such a generic term carries with it. Bandleader and saxophonist Julian Edwin Adderley (1928–1975) aka Cannonball Adderley brings in two unique compositions. Together with his brother and cornetist Nathaniel »Nat« Adderley (1931–2000) and three additional – curiously unmentioned – (session) musicians, Accent On Africa really comes to life due to its additional ingredients such as the aforementioned drums, cautious and almost unnoticeable Funk guitars and a golden piano whose mellow aura is conducive to the dual environment.
Oscillating between saffron-colored steppes and San Francisco's cityscape, the quintet is situated in the versatile amalgamation of styles and traditions such as Dixieland, show tune pericarps, swinging numbers and the joyous pomposity of a lucent Sunday. The different ways of playing the saxophones are equally luring, making the gyration between the different worlds all the more intriguing. And yet Accent On Africa isn't a convulsive mess at the end of the day: the strata and sinews work well together, an additional choir augments both the African and North American sentiment, and best of all, the melodies and backing chords are stirring and memorable, serving as counterpoints to Cannonball Adderley's sometimes labyrinthine solos. Here's a closer look at a classic sparkler.
Merging the freedom of the steppe with a sun-lit glaze of serene happiness, the opener Ndo Lima makes for a great – and exotic – start to Cannonball Adderley's eclectic record. Originally envisioned by Josef Zawinul, the composition comes to life here via Nat Adderley's darkly droning oboe-like cornet which is then accompanied by a complexion of bongos and congas before the sun rises: multilayered brass instruments, angelic female chants, moments of contemplation and the resurrection of textural bursts make Ndo Lima a piece where the parts compliment each other perfectly. Even the piano chords are eminently silky in lieu of being staggering. The soft echo of Cannonball Adderley's saxes augments the feeling of capaciousness, with the brass fanfares evoking the exhilarative vibe of a Sunday afternoon.
Adderley's own Hamba Nami follows suit but resides in swinging tides. The afternoon mood is maintained and nurtured via towering solos over warm-hearted guitar-accentuated piano base frames whose conga percussion rounds off this spirited leeway lariat that's swung in the megacity. While Caiphus Semenya's Khutsana makes the cut and serves as a twofold rhythm-changing oasis which transforms from its elegiac matutinal morphogenesis into a bustling bongo-driven snake charmer serenade, Wes Montgomery's Up And At It rounds off side A with the return to a brass fest taking place in a concrete jungle: screeching saxes, aureate pianos, effervescent shouts and bongo blebs constitute an uplifting flow.
Side B opens with another composition by Caiphus Semenya, the flamboyantly bright Gumba Gumba. Running for five and a half minutes, it is based on main melodies that are open to scrutiny. In tandem with the brass blasts and good-natured piano accompaniment, this midtempo amber is a great tune. Even though the band has quite a bit of time to inject sophisticated solos, their potentially alienating presence is expelled in a mercilessly uplifting and accessible get-together. Cannonball Adderley adds a second song from his own feather to the roster, the chlorotic moxie Marabi and its fast-paced rotatory alto saxophone spirals which gyre around choir-backed bongo coppices loaded with the gleeful alteration of the jungle. The simultaneity of the big city with intact jungles is only coincidental at best, but the lure of the bongo is a wonderfully green marker of that verdured non-horticultural place.
David Axelrod's Gunjah is next, a gem of a halide which launches with an Ambient core of laid-back bongos and congas, suntrap saxes and rufescent backing horns. Gospel-like wordless vocals eventually lead to the eruptive force in the final minute where screeching saxes and trumpets caulk the formerly easygoing quiescence. The actual way to – and preparation of – this seething cauldron, however, is what makes Gunjah so gorgeous and all-important. Lehadima by H.B. Barnum and Rick Holmes then finishes the album with a beefy fast-paced ride through the prairie. Galloping bongos, sizzling hi-hats, friendly choirs and bursting show tune Saturdayisms make for a gorgeous endpoint whose African spirit lives on in Cannonball Adderley's polyfaceted solo.
Accent On Africa is an honest album when it comes to the well-crowded and more often than not dubious field of so-called African music, a concept that is willfully accepted and only disputed when it is contrasted with the synthetic term of North-American music. Naturally we all know about the latter, a never-ending pool of styles, genres, instruments, happenstances. African music is equally versatile, perhaps even more so, preceding the modern concept of genres by a wide margin. But since most people cannot even name eight African states, concepts of subsumption such as African music arise. Thoughts like these are spoiling the fun and are nowhere to be found in the Exotica context, but this synopsis notwithstanding, Accent On Africa works even on the level of stern music historians.
The focus on Africa within the boundaries of the album is just that: a quota, sliver and slice, a tributary at best. In addressing this feature in the title already, the Cannonball Adderley Quartet willfully succumbs to the Occidental street marches and comes up with a superimposition of simultaneous images: the African steppes and green copses conflate with the North American skyscraper valleys and concrete jungles. The omnipresence of the bongos is as important a key to this maintenance as the incidental tonality of the brass sinews – especially so in Gunjah and Ndo Lima – and the friendly aura of the choir. Accent On Africa is upbeat and busy most of the time, so it is all the more refreshing when there are avulsions leading to sheltered places. The just mentioned Gunjah is the pinnacle in this regard, what with its mellow circumambience turning into a fusillade of mirth. Oscillating between Afrobeat and soulful Sunday Jazz, Accent On Africa is a remunerative artifact for Exotica fans as well. Available on vinyl, CD, download and streaming services.
Exotica Review 448: Cannonball Adderley – Accent On Africa (1968). Originally published on Aug. 28, 2015 at AmbientExotica.com.


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Evanescence and Within Temptation Share New Tour Dates
Evanescence and Within Temptation have announced the rescheduled dates for their Worlds Collide Tour of Europe, which will now be taking place this fall.
The trek was originally scheduled to kick off on April 4th in Brussels, but the bands postponed the trek due to the current Covid-19 coronavirus pandemic.
They have announced shared the new dates for the tour. They will be kicking things off on September 2nd in Glasgow at the SSE Hydro Arena. They had this to say, "All existing tickets and VIP packages will remain valid for the rescheduled dates and all venues remain the same - except for Hamburg and Frankfurt.
"The Hamburg show will move to the Barclaycard Arena - all tickets will be honored at the new venue and extra tickets to this show will be on sale immediately. We expect to have an update on Frankfurt shortly." See the dates below:
09/02 - Glasgow, UK - SSE Hydro Arena
09/03 - Leeds, UK - First Direct Arena
09/05 - Birmingham, UK - Arena
09/06 - London, UK - The O2
09/08 - Amsterdam, Netherlands - Ziggo Dome
09/11 - Brussels, Belgium - Palais
09/14 - Paris, France - AccorHotels Arena
09/17 - Hamburg, Germany - Barclaycard Arena
09/18 - Leipzig, Germany - Arena
09/21 - Berlin, Germany - Velodrom
09/22 - Munich, Germany - Zenith
09/24 - D�sseldorf, Germany - Mitsubishi Electric Halle
09/25 - Esch-Sur-Alzette, Luxembourg - Rockhal
09/27 - Zurich, Switzerland - Hallenstadion
09/29 - Milan, Italy - Mediolanum Forum Milan
10/01 - Madrid, Spain - Palacio Vistalegre
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