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Municipal Ballet Co. in A Collection of Beauties. Photo by Niki Wylie.
Municipal Ballet Co: A Collection of Beauties
A Collection of Beauties, presented by Municipal Ballet Co. under the direction of Sarah Longoria, was a concise, aesthetically driven, and immersive experience. Utilizing The Clubhouse (formerly the Ladies' Literary Club), the show was committed to the classic, rose-colored-glasses ideals of the 1920s and 1930s. From the soft, loose-fitting peach- and cream-colored costumes to the cabaret-style tables and plush couches lining the performance area, the show created and maintained an atmosphere of time travel.
Coming in at around 40 minutes, including an intermission, the performance was concise and comprised of movement vignettes set to the music of Matteo, a (formerly) local band. Although each song featured choreography by a different artist, separating the movements didn't feel necessary, as both the auditory and visual aesthetic were carried throughout the performance.
Admittedly, I cannot recall a ballet performance I've seen that utilizes such an intimate space and performer-audience relationship. The nature of The Clubhouse requires the dancers to enter through the audience and dance in close proximity to both each other and to audience members. Throughout the performance, this was both an advantage and a hindrance. Instead of projecting false emotions, the dancers looked at ease with the movement and it showed through their characterizations; although there were a few moments, specifically some grand jetés, that felt cramped in the space, overall the dancing felt like it was actually for the individuals in the audience rather than for an unknown audience entity.
The weakest element of the show was the inclusion of a narrative in the program notes. The choreography itself did not portray a narrative beyond that of a group of friends that came together to dance with each other; which, for me, was not enough to warrant its inclusion in the program. The show did not need to be, nor was, a story ballet; even the title, A Collection…, insinuated that it was a presentation of dancers or dances rather than a story. I wish I hadn't read about the narrative in the program, as it hindered my ability to fully enjoy the movement while searching for a story where there didn't seem to be one. That being said, the overall environment was enjoyable and relaxed, which was a sufficient tone for me.
As a company, I was impressed with Municipal Ballet Co. - I know it is connected to and draws from the local dance community in a number of ways, and is currently host to a number of technically strong dancers, but I hadn't had the pleasure to see a performance previously. Both the company's relationship to the community, as well as its dancers' strengths, made the community created onstage feel all the more authentic. The dancers truly seemed to enjoy what they were doing and as an audience member, this allowed me to sit back and be present for the experience.
Natalie Gotter is a performer, choreographer, instructor, filmmaker, and researcher. She recently completed her MFA in Modern Dance at the University of Utah and is on faculty at Utah Valley University, Westminster College, and Salt Lake Community College.
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Myriad Dance Company in Tides at The Clubhouse SLC. Photo by MotionVivid.
Myriad Dance Company: Tides
Ashley Anderson July 27, 2017
Myriad Dance Company presented Tides at The Clubhouse SLC, the space formerly known as the Ladies Literary Club. Seven short dances were choreographed by different members of the company and strung together with recurring piano and rainwater music.
Tides intended to explore how life changes while also remaining the same. To that end, the company used water as a metaphor. The water motif was incorporated in their transition music and costumes -- variations of watercolor blue pants and crop tops, though the dances themselves seemed to be less focused on the concept.
The evening opened with the full eight woman company leaning back against the stage in artistic director Temria Airmet's "The Roof is on Fire." Temria broke away from the group, gesticulating and fanning herself as she climbed the steps to the stage for a brief solo before being joined by the group in a fast-paced unison sequence.
Those who have attended a performance at the Ladies Literary Club may be familiar with the unique layout of the space. A small stage is in the center, as well as a large floor area where the audience chairs are arranged. The performers utilized both stage and main floor in their dances and entered and exited from behind the audience, as well as either side of the stage.
Myriad Dance Company's dance aesthetic could be described as contemporary modern dance; movements that flow between jumps, extensions, and floor work, and accompanying head rolls and gestures. To this vocabulary, Kendall Fischer's "In a Drop" added surprising moments of partner work, with dancers appearing out of the group to fling each other in a circle, or transfer a performer onto the stage upside down. Ashley Creek's final solo in "Everything is Temporary" also played within their aesthetic, captivating the audience with her intense effort to create tension in her muscles, tightening up until she was visibly shaking.
The company was at its strongest when they found a musical beat that could drive their sharp, discrete movements as evidenced in several moments of Alyx Pitkin's solo "Dear Carter." Transitions between each piece were also intriguing, as the dancers improvised while navigating the space and beginning a new idea. Fiona Nelson's brief solo before the final work stands out in my mind for the clarity of her fluid travel through space.
With director Temria's impending transition to graduate school out of state, Tide's theme of transition seems particularly salient for the company at this moment and provided interesting material for their evening of dance.
Photo by MotionVivid.
Temria Airmet (front) and Myriad Dance Company in Tides. Photo by MotionVivid.
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Twisted Metal's Rumoured Reboot Has Allegedly Switched Developers
Previous leaks have claimed that a Twisted Metal reboot was in the works at Lucid Games, but it seems that's no longer the case.
Posted By Shubhankar Parijat | On 10th, Jan. 2022
Sony's car combat series Twisted Metal has been on the ice for quite a while now, but it looks like it might be on the comeback trailer. A TV series based on the IP is currently in the works, while recent rumours have also pegged a reboot game being in development. But while previous leaks had claimed that Destruction AllStars developer Lucid Games was in charge of the project, it seems like there's been some changes on that front.
As per a report by VGC, the Twisted Metal reboot has switched developers. The project has allegedly been taken away from Lucid Games and brought in-house to a first party PlayStation studio in Europe, where it's now in early production. No concrete reasons have been mentioned for the same, but it's possible that the lukewarm critical reception for Destruction AllStars may have played a part.
The name of the studio hasn't been mentioned, but given the fact that it's based in Europe, it's easy to narrow the list down. A likely candidate would be Liverpool-based XDev, who also assisted with Destruction AllStars' development. Interestingly, rumours have also claimed that XDev is working on a new WipEout game.
Previous leaks have claimed that the Twisted Metal game will adopt a free-to-play model, though it remains to be seen whether those plans will have changed with the switch of studios.
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Well I was going to say we didn't go into this hobby to make a profit, but thinking about it I guess (deep in our hearts and pockets) we may have; lol.
Apart from the history and joy of detecting - even in the mud and the rain: I am constantly surprised at the varied reactions received when out swinging the plastic!
I like the beach where I live and find it a treasure trove of delights - not all monetary either.
1. As I moved along the beach I could hear faint shouts coming over my headphones and on looking around found a breathless father shouting at me to 'come back'. It transpired they, mum and 4 kids were packing up and the youngest had lost his shiney new dinky toy! Calamity followed by tears and much unhappiness. I was shown the area they had been playing, but apart from a 2p and tent peg nothing! I spotted, outside their search area a disturbed area of beach and decided to try there - after 2 minutes - Bingo - massive alloy target id, as I bent to dig everyone held their breath, and there it was. The crying stopped immediately and dad formed all the kids up in a line and we all shook hands to the laughter and applause of the holiday makers about.
2. Same beach different area; was requested by a passer by: had I seen a set of keys, car and house, no I said. Where did you lose them - somewhere out there pointing to a 1 mile stretch of beach. Oh ok I'll give it a look I said - Nothing at all, what did I expect. So went home. 5 days later, same beach after massive storm, and was slowly moving along the side of the walled area, when another great target id - dug down not even thinking keys - and I kid you not, there they were (what are the chances eh?) Luckily the person losing the keys had left a phone number at the local life boat station, so I left a message on the phone and handed them in! The life boat volunteers confirmed later they'd been collected so another success!
3. After a good day with a great variety of coinage, I pulled up an old dog id disc, which still had a discernible post code and name on it, so as a dog lover I popped it in the post to the post code after checking on google maps for a location. Imagine the delight in getting a really nice text back thanking me for the efforts and how pleased they were to get their old dogs disc back.
So there you have it, we dont have to find something of monetary value to come home thinking what a great hobby we have. It can give a warm glow from knowing that you can help someone, as well as enjoy a search from which you just dont know what you're going to discover next.
Thanks for putting up with a long story about 'not much', but it all helps to make this fine hobby that much more interesting to me, so I'm constantly looking forward to that next time out.
How nice to know others get a kick out of finding things for people.
I've had similar experiences and have to say, there's nothing, good find or otherwise that can beat the huge smile on someone's face when you hand them a lost ring.
Great read...and I can really imagine the whole Dinky toy episode.Great fun to help put a smile back on a youngsters face....though I suspect, given how many toy cars seem to get lost, that he may quite likely have lost it again by now.
I enjoy stories like this. I have been called on to help people before...including our local farmer...but haven't always been able to help as I'd hoped. Its so nice when you can manage to do so.
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Our club is forever returning bits of kit lost by the farmers. Lumps of tractor and farm machinery I can understand but safety knives and mobile phones?
I recently found a dog tag on the beach. I dropped it off at the place on the way back and noticed that it had a for sale notice up so I only just made the window of opportunity to return it.
My uncle found a dog chain and tag and took it to the persons house as it wasn't far away. A woman answered the door and said her husband lost it years ago and not only had her dog passed away her husband had too.


I think growing your own tobacco is a good idea. But I know people who have gotten in trouble for the rolling papers. The police say it is drug parafenelia. So how do we get around that one?
Rolling papers are in and of themselves NOT drug paraphernalia. That's why you can buy them at most convenience stores. If questioned about them tell police they are for your legal tobacco and you should not have a problem.
Mary, buy papers like Bugler, Top, Drum or American Spirit. Do not buy Zig-Zag, Joker, etc. Zig Zag & Joker are mainly for pot smokers, and as such, they collect a lot of the smoke as resin. This is useful for pot smokers, who want all the THC they can get, but it's probably not what you want for tobacco.
Bugler, Top, Drum, American Spirit are all made for tobacco. They will burn cleanly, just like a pre-made cigarette paper would.
But coincidentally Zig-Zag sells a pretty good tobacco. I use zig-zag tobacco and top papers. Top papers only because I bought a little top roller and top papers are the only ones that fit, the others are too long. Having tried several different kinds of papers over the years, for various reasons, they all seem the same to me, except of course for the flavored ones.
its been nearly 3 weeks since the seeds sprouted but they are only 1/4 to3/8" in height. is this normal? ive followed all instructions to the letter and water daily with miracle grow and water and keep them in the sun all day. please help me as i am new to tobacco growing.
Here is the law in FL on cigarettes. I read it as if you roll a cigarette for yourself or someone else, you are technically responsible for paying the state a tax. There is no exemption for personal use that I can see and as you can see, the MERE POSSESSION of a cigarette without the taxes paid is illegal. Sad but true what we have come to.
210.02 Cigarette tax imposed; collection.
Only if it is in the quantities which are following thereafter, this does not appear to apply to "cigarettes of standard dimensions" or am I reading it wrong?
You need an excise license and a commercial arrnagement for sale to an authorised buyer, the Australian tobacco industry ended in 2006 because the ATO stopped issuing excise licenses. While technically not illegal, the fact that it's illegal without the license means that it effectivley is. I had a schoolfriend who's dad got his shed searched because somebody dobbed him in for growing two pot plants. They also found one tobacco plant and he ended up getting a higher penalty for the tobacco than the pot.
Dont worry Steve, You only have to pay the tax in Florida if you sell it. Personal use and giving it to friends is OK. FL 210.02(6) This surcharge shall be paid by the dealer to the division for deposit and distribution as hereinafter provided upon the first sale or transaction within the state, whether such sale or transfer is to the ultimate purchaser or consumer.
how do u know when the cigs r ready for pickin.how long befor they turn super king .
Its a lot easyer to convince the police your papers are for tobacco if you have the tobacco with you.
how long does it take from germination stages all the way to smoking stages?
i was wondering as i was told once before, that it could take years, i am insterested in growing but i would like to know overall the time it takes until you can smoke it.
why are some people worried about the legality of cigarettes ? Cigarettes are legal period if you have to pay a tax to grow it then pay it and be done with it. You'll still save money despite the government evil attempt to tax everything and anything.
It is totally illegal to grow tobacco in Australia for personal use.
Joe: it is fully legal!!!!!
You lost all credibility with me when you stated, "The government implements rules against tobacco manufacturing to be sure that market doesn't have too many cigars than it needs." ROFL.
Be aware also, though, of the federal regulations. The BATF allows for 25 plants per person or a maximum of 50 plants per household.
As far as Steve's "Florida Law" goes…it's not a cigarette…it's a small handrolled loose leaf paper wrapped cigar….from across the state line.
But I'd have to read the rest of that particular law before I gave it any credit. A good lawyer could slap that one down.
Robert, a 1/2″ in 3 weeks doesn't seem like much, but if they're warm with plenty of sun, and not over watered they start up fast. The first time I grew tobacco they started slow…then to could actually watch them growing - I swear! Several inches a day. Tobacco is in the same family as tomatoes are and can grow about the same speed.
can anyone plz inform me that by whom nd from where i can get tobacco seeds ?
Hey Mary ,don't listen to charles the reason you would buy bugler A Spirit topp etc.. is because they aren't (associated ) with pot smoking they are in fact the exact same thing as zig zag.They are however a little thicker the reason pot smokers do not use bugler topps etc… is because they want to smoke less carcinogen and toxins found in the (paper) and on the adhesive.The so called pot smokers papers are simply thinner therefore it looks all coated with tar and buglers do not same tar just buglers are thicker therefore they do not soak through as quickly.There are papers made from everything from rice to pulp so smoke what you like cigarrete papers are not paraphanellia unless they are found WITH an illegal substance.For the life of me I do not understand why someone wouldWANT TO START smoking cigaretts.If you do might I suggest AmericanSpirit organic cigarettes.At least they do not spray poison on them to increase yields with no concern for consumers.They do not add poison to the tobacco in the cigarrete production.You will also notice that once you know what (real pure tobacco) looks and taste like you will realize that the commercial cigs ,marl, kool,camel etc etc… Is not really much like tobacco at all.
These laws ( bewildering are they not?) Is it ok to grow- for your own personal WITHOUT breaking the law in the UK?
Is it legal in greece too does someone know please?
You guys… First of all no one can tell me that any brand rolling papper is for weed. i have used almost every type of papper there is to roll both, and i must say that they all work just fine either way. also, i have been growing tobacco in my front yard for three years now. I have police friends who would laugh if someone got arrested for growing tobacco. personally, i wouldn't care either way; since i also grow other less open minded plants. My advise to all of you is to stick it to the man and grow what ever the hell you want, life is short.
we need to know if growing tobacco in bay county florida is legal.if so,where do we purchase tobacco seed?
um. steve. you are right, but fail to realize not all tobacco has to be rolled to smoke. and to John…Zig-Zags are the original cigarette rolling papers. invented by some french soldier. they are thinner and better burning than Tops or bugler by a long shot, and your info on why one would roll pot in one kind of paper is complete lunacy. stick to the tobacco topics that you seem to have a slim grasp on and leave the rest you have no idea about out of your conversations because it makes you sound ignorant.
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IN THE NEWS – Video: Montreal a haven for queer Yemeni refugee (CTV News Montreal)
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From CTV News Montreal Five years ago, Ala'a Jarban was a university student in Yemen. Now, he's starting his life over in Canada, seeking refuge from a government hostile to his sexuality. WATCH THE VIDEO HERE (clic on image)
In 2011, inspired by events in Tunisia and Egypt, Jarban and some fellow students began protesting Yemeni President Ali Abdullah Saleh's 32-year-long rule. "It started as a student movement and then more people joined who were not politically involved before," said Jarban. As the movement grew, government forces met the protesters with violence. "They would attack us with sticks and at a later point they started using guns," said Jarban. "But the more they did, the more people joined us to support us." After Saleh stepped down, a national dialogue into the future of Yemen began. Despite the discussions on human and minority rights, but as someone who identifies as queer, Jarban felt something was missing. "According to Sharia Law, you can be executed or sentenced to death," he said. While taking a course in human rights work with Equitas, he decided to declare his sexuality on his blog, a move that would garner him death threats from his home country. He decided to apply for asylum in Canada, a status he was granted by the government. "It was very dangerous for me at that time, so that's why I decided to stay here and continue the work I was doing from here," he said. From Montreal, he continues to work for Equitas and other organizations dedicated to helping refugees like himself. "Globally, it's still very restrictive in many countries," said Equitas Program Officer Natalie Doyle. "There are still 75 countries where it's illegal to have same-sex acts, so we're looking at something very real for many people." Jarban will speak at a Equitas Gala For Human Rights. You can find ticket information here.


The stock market slump on February 27 wasn't constrained to the Shanghai Stock Exchange – or even China or East Asia. It was global.
The immediate speculation, fertilized by a healthy dose of China fear, was that the Shanghai market's biggest single-day drop in a decade had sparked a worldwide meltdown.
Flattering as the comment on the growing influence of China may be, it is not really true.
The country's impact was minimal but coincided with developments involving two much bigger economies, slipping confidence in the US and currency appreciation in Japan.
The drop in China was driven by internal factors, particularly given the restrictions on outside involvement in the A-share market.
Rumors relating to a new real estate tax and higher interest rates, official warnings of a market bubble and action on illegal fund flows were among the factors blamed. Morgan Stanley also noted that the State-owned Assets Supervion and Administration Commission sold almost 5% – the annual maximum – of its stakes in about 15 listed companies.
What is most interesting is that there was no single domino that sent the rest tumbling down, rather a whole bunch of dominoes falling in unison. For an actual cause, investors would have to go back to the massive and virtually unfounded gains of earlier in the year.
Considering the high valuations and sharp highs and lows, it's no surprise that Chinese investors are often accused of being speculative. One truth brought home by the meltdown is that China's bourses are driven by a force beyond the scope of even the sharpest economists: a potential for contagion. In markets awash with cash, this is a key factor.
More Chinese are putting portions of their considerable savings into the stock market and Beijing's attempts to control bank lending don't appear to be having much effect on share spending. The injection of all this money is sending valuations out of whack.
This last correction will provide more arguments to push the economy away from cash transactions, but the pattern of unwarranted growth and unexpected drops will continue.
After all, it wasn't three weeks before the Shanghai market was once again within reach of the peak it hit just before the slump.
The introduction of stock index futures should have a positive impact. But it will take time for them to settle – and it was the same weakness for speculation and lax regulation that saw them go very wrong last time round.
In the months ahead, serious questions will be asked of China's regulators and their ability to develop as fast as they have to.
The good news for the individual investor is that there is no reason to think that a trough won't be followed by a new peak. It is just a matter of patience.


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Board index The World of Vita Kingdom of Anaxas Central Anaxas Vienda
[M] Playing with Fire (Tom)
The capital city of Anaxas and the seat of the government.
Drezda Ecks
Race: Galdor
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Writer: Maximus
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Intas 18, 2719 | Mid-afternoon
Drez's Home
The Hoxian considered her guest quietly. He said he hadn't meant to laugh at her, hadn't meant to cause offence and it was so... odd to see Anatole Vauquelin almost falling over himself to excuse his behaviour. Oh yes, he clearly had his own convictions and beliefs but he was far more personable and genuinely concerned than she remembered.
He's not the man you knew, Drezda, how many times...
The diplomat didn't know how many times she'd have to remind herself that the galdor in her parlour was a veritable stranger in spite of his all too familiar face. How long before she could see him as him without seeing him, the Anatole of before? Maybe if she closed her eyes... But no, the voice was still his even if it was changed, the way he spoke not quite as it had been. His choice of words was different and there was nothing like a snigger behind it.
The Incumbent had always been a smarmy bastard, saying all the right things but never meaning them, never really paying attention to them when there was a woman to be ogled. This one gave a damn and wanted to explain and justify.
If she kept thinking of pre-backlash Anatole and post-backlash Anatole as two different people than the young woman might very well tie her own mental processes in knots but how could she not? The differences were so vast, it was like... saying herself and Diaxio (that clocking bitch!) were the same person because they looked similar, their Hoxian similarities enough to make them identical. This was a new Anatole, a very different one and she almost wished that she had another name for him. Maybe the old one could be Incumbent Vauquelin and the new one Anatole. Yes, that might be easier. She'd never been familiar with him before so this first name basis thing was quite new.
She'd given Anatole plenty to think about and given herself plenty to dwell upon as well, mainly because she hadn't thought about some of these matters for some time. The Cycle and repercussions of choices, all manner of things that her mother had muttered to herself when she'd finally confronted her properly about Tsia. Originally, Ksjita had said that Tsia's "death" was her fault but so much more detail had come out of her when Drezda had finally gotten her to admit to her younger sibling's passivity. But even then so much of what she'd said hadn't made sense. So much said about not doing her duty, not being a vessel as she should have been and how it was her own selfishness that had done it. Hungry ghosts needed to be fed.
Her mother came out with some very odd things sometimes but then she was originally Hexxos and a poetess as well so it made sense that she was a mixture of morbid and weirdly dramatic. Still she'd rubbed off on her daughter in peculiar ways, not moulding her thinking in a large way but still having some influence as in this case. The ripple effect, the matter of Cyclic causality was something she'd gotten from Ksjta and it was oddly satisfying to watch Anatole place a finger in his cup, presumably creating a visual of it for himself. The woman gave a curt nod at his mention of the Six Kingdoms.
Yes, it was very strange to think that the action of one could ripple quite so far but in theory it was possible. Everything was connected. An odd series of events had brought them together in this moment after all so why was anything on a grander scale strange?
"We worship the Circle but we also believe in connectivity. We aren't... we aren't Vitanists but I suppose we look at things a bit different than most galdori," she explained, the mention of the other, largely human religion hushed and almost taboo from her mouth. She knew that there were similarities but... they weren't the same.
Lips pursed, brows furrowed, she listened to him speak so passionately about his desire for culpability. It made her uncomfortable, raven-haired woman fidgeting. She'd done some nasty things in her time, she wasn't innocent but she wouldn't want to do something that made others suffer, especially those who in no way deserved it.
The lower races didn't count. They were... well, they weren't innocent. Some were like children, some like beasts. In Anaxas, they were theoretically kept underfoot for their own good but in Hox their way was better; just keep them at arm's length. They didn't make them suffer, they weren't bad to them. It was more... galdori suffering that she was concerned about.
"Would you really want- Would you really want your descendants to suffer? I suppose you might never know them but..." she trailed off, watching him closely, onyx eyes fixated on him. They widened considerably at the mention of the phasmonia and the oddly... specific ghost.
Her brow rose, managing a dry almost deadpan tone in spite of her clear surprise as she asked, "Know one personally, do you?" She managed a smile, lips thin and twitching - nervous.
Quite specific.
It wasn't that she didn't believe in ghosts. She didn't necessarily believe them either though. It was an odd grey area that was a mixture of superstition and uncanny possibility. She squirmed a little more. "I'm... Well, I've not spent as much time with the dead as my mother. I'm not... well, I don't visit phasmonia often. I also don't have-"
She cut off abruptly, teeth catching her lip.
She'd almost said that she didn't have any family that had died. Officially, that wasn't true. Officially, Tsia was dead but in reality... well, Drezda knew that she was in Frecksat. She hadn't seen her while she was there but she knew she was there. She knew that her little sister wasn't dead.
Her gaze dropped, the barest wobble in her lip before she took a deep breath in and exhaled it. She laughed, a slightly bitter sound but self-deprecating as well.
"You don't know what you're talking about? Look at the path of conversation I've dragged us down and that's not exactly relevant to- Well, it doesn't seem pertinent, it's not. Circle strike me, I've invited you over for the most uncomfortable and morbid conversation ever, haven't I?"
The laugh came again, neatly trimmed nails picking at imaginary lint on the skirt of her dress as she looked down. "I don't know, Anatole. I don't know which it's meant to follow. It's the kind of thing that my mother could probably answer. I think she's written quite a lot of poetry about souls and death and that but I've only read a little, I don't really- It isn't really my thing and I can't read most of it anyway because it's in Deftung. She's good at it, I'll grant you that, I have a book of her poetry somewhere if you want an insight into Hoxian religion but matters of the soul? Those... aren't something I have answers for. I couldn't even begin..."
She trailed off with a sigh, shaking her head.
"Honestly, I don't want to talk about it either," Drezda explained, gaze flicking up, fixing on the Incumbent's face. "Your headache though, can I... is there anything I can do? Is it... is it because of..."
Don't presume it's a hangover, Drezda. You've seen him drink a little over eagerly but that was one time. He's not you. He isn't...
"I get headaches sometimes and... well, it's a bit strange but I find that... alcohol... sometimes helps. Sometimes. If you wanted to try that," she offered huskily, her own mouth suddenly seeming unbelievably parched at the mere mention of it, tongue seeking to wet newly dry lips, trying to find any moisture anywhere. Her face warmed but she didn't think the blush would show through, hoped it wouldn't.
"I know it's early yet but... it'd be medicinal."
Mature Thread
Intas 2719
Intas 18
CW - Alcohol Abuse
Location: Vienda, but also hell
Race: Raen
: "disturbingly unheimlich individual"
Plot Notes: Plot Notes
Writer: Graf
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Drezda's Home • Uptown Vienda
during the afternoon of the 18th of intas, 2719
Would you really want your descendants to suffer? Tom drained off the last of his tea, the porcelain clattering as the cup jarred slightly against the saucer. The question surprised him, and he couldn't hide the subtle tremor in his hands. The dregs were stronger; the aftertaste clung, almost antiseptic. He hadn't thought it was a question of wanting anybody to suffer. "I don't," he replied, studying her face. "Of course not. But they'd suffer anyway; it'd just be a question of who caused it. And if I knew I was to blame, and I could do something—"
He broke off, falling silent. If he hadn't known any better, he'd've thought that twitch of her lip had been anxious. Through all this moony talk of ghosts and the Cycle, she'd been remarkably composed; still, there was more in that subtle expression, more in the way she bit her lip, than there was in her words. For a few seconds, there was something like concern – and then, subtler, maybe even hurt – written in the lines of Anatole's face. Then he looked toward the crackling embers in the hearth, chewing the inside of his gum and turning over what she'd said in his head.
As she backpedaled gracefully, apologetically, he turned to her again. "Ah, hell. It's my fault we went off on this moony train of thought," he said, raising a thin hand, "all this – ghosts and – I don't know why I brought it up. I don't spend much time in ghost towns, myself, and I can't say I know any ghosts, unless you count – well." His smile was embarrassed. "Sometimes I feel a bit like a ghost. Maybe that's the cause for all this morbid rubbish, or maybe I'm just going mad in my age. But I'd…"
The mention of her mother's poetry brought a spark to his eyes; Tom scooted forward a little in his seat, restless, setting his empty teacup on the side table.
"…I'd love that." His voice was eager. "Matters of the soul, or Hoxian religion, or – I don't speak Deftung, and I can't say I know much about poetry, but – I'd be grateful to read it. What there is of it I can read." He inclined his head, coloring a little. She'd be oblivious to the particular double-meaning of his words, he knew. When even Estuan script was a struggle, Deftung'd be a lost cause. Still, he was getting better, and he couldn't see the harm. He could read whatever was in translation.
When Drezda spoke again, his brow furrowed. Because of—? She was edging around something like you'd doetoe a porven field. He frowned slightly, wondering if she was referring to his infamous monic blunder. There was genuine concern in her voice, though, and he'd opened his mouth to reply, waving a hand as if to wave away her worries—
The faux-nonchalant look drained off his face; his eyes widened, and he stared at her, blinking. Then he shifted in his seat and cleared his throat. You get headaches sometimes. Tom thought about it. He thought about her crying, drunk, outside Madden's house. A strange, uncomfortable feeling tugged at him. It was the feeling of having a kindred spirit.
His first instinct was to play it off, to laugh and ask her if she was asking him if he wanted to get a drink. It'd've been easy, smooth as silk, and it was what he'd've done if he were himself. But he wasn't himself; he was Anatole Vauquelin, and he had a history. More to the point, this was Drezda Ecks, and jokes never fell quite the way he wanted them to with her. What had always worked, though, was honesty.
"It's twenty-three o'clock somewhere," he said with a faint, sad smile. He knit his fingers in front of him, hesitating. "I'd – love to get a drink. If you've got any more of that Rodriguez, or – if you'd rather it be in public" – the words had weight; he didn't have to explain why, given his host's track record – "we could pay a visit to the Tiger."
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It really was a morbid line of conversation that they'd both found themselves in but perhaps that said a lot about the state of mind of both the galdori. Not for the first time, she found that feeling of connection, a tendril of kinship that ran so unexpectedly between them and she didn't know what to do with it. How readily they had trotted down this path together, grimly content in their mutual morbidity. It certainly hadn't been something done with delight - a wholly inappropriate description - but there had definitely been some eagerness there. What odd creatures they were. Drezda could understand it in herself. She had a dark turn of mind as it was, liable to dwell on the macabre in relation to herself and of course, her mother originally came from an order that dealt with death. She knew where she came from but... what about Anatole? What on Vita made him so keen to follow the torturous twists that her thoughts took?
And then he came out with it: he felt like a ghost.
The Hoxian's head tilted, onyx eyes regarding him impassively; the widening that gave away her true emotion was subtle. It was a very odd thing to say and yet... she could understand what he meant. To float through life, strangely detached from what was going on around you, largely unseen or unnoticed by others or failing to be seen in the ways that counted. She knew what it was like to have people fail to see you. Additionally, the young woman had received reproachful looks because she still existed. Why was she still around when Tsia wasn't? That was the way Ksjta had always seemed to look at her. Ghosts weren't meant to exist, they simply continued to linger where they honestly weren't wanted. She'd left Hox because of it and encountered something similar here; it was peculiar how her existence could cause so much resentment and distaste and sometimes even exasperation.
Did Anatole feel as if he wasn't supposed to be here?
She felt unsettled by the analogy and for her connection to it, her kinship with him. This really was the oddest of times. The idea that she could get along with Anatole Vauquelin was curious in itself but that she could consider him an ally or, even more extraordinary, that she could consider him a potential friend was beyond ludicrous.
You don't have friends, you idiot! You aren't someone who's meant to have friends. He isn't going to be your friend! she chided herself.
But if this wasn't the possible beginnings of friendship then what was it?
Why would anyone want to be friends with you?
A muscle twitched below her left eye as she struggled to keep herself composed while ignoring her own internal derision. The Hoxian needed to continue talking, needed to avoid dwelling in her own thoughts but it was so difficult; a few seconds in her mind was enough to shatter her inside and there was so many moments of quiet in an interaction.
There was that flow of understanding between them again though, looks exchanged that were full of knowing but neither held confidence; it was clear that each was awkward and perhaps ashamed about the talk of alcohol. The mention of the Paper Tiger made the young woman wince, an indicator which she failed to mask entirely.
"No, I don't think a public venue is necessary. It isn't worth it and uh... more people probably wouldn't help your headache," the diplomat interjected quickly, licking her lips as she tried to slow herself down to prevent unmistakable panic from arising on her features.
"But yes, I can call Cora, I'm sure that there's more... more... Rodriguez..." she stuttered out, words slowing to a veritable slur as her mind caught up with her mouth as she was in the act of rising. The single adjective that she'd chosen to parrot suddenly looming large in her head.
Dark eyes flitted from side to side, unseeing as she ran through the implications internally. For moments, she stood still, paused in the act of going to summon her servant but she resumed movement again, slow as she headed for the cord that would ring the bell.
He knew that she had whisky and where there was some, there was likely to be more and if he'd seen the cup that Cora had given her... but he also knew the type. Admittedly, Rodriguez was a popular sort, considered a superior brand and it made sense that a woman of her class would have alcohol of such a calibre but he couldn't have seen the contents of her cup from where he sat. The tea things had been before her, she'd had the better view and yet-
Cora had been bloody quick to give her the beverage and then there had been that quick exchange between the housekeeper and the politician. What had Cora said? Something about adding something to cut the taste!
Sneaky bitch! She'd given him whisky in his tea too and she'd obviously anticipated that it'd go over as well with him as it had with Drezda. Had she known that Anatole needed it? How had she known and her mistress hadn't? Damn her and her knowing eyes!
She tugged the bell cord vehemently, certain to have set a bell ringing with greater violence than was strictly necessary although it was unheard here in the parlour. She moved to resume her seat, dropping into it with less grace than before.
"I can read and understand a bit more Deftung than I can speak but overall, I know little of it myself. I wouldn't attempt to read poetry in it; it can be tricky enough to grasp meanings in Estuan. But if you're truly interested..." she explained, eager to get away from the subject of alcohol so she wouldn't have to think about how her ageing human servant was more observant than she.
She arched her brows, only partially affecting intrigue in his apparently genuine interest. A poetic soul. Circle preserve her, she hoped that she wasn't going to have another adoring fan of her mother's with which to contend. That was one of the nice things about being in Anaxas: most people didn't have a notion who she was. It had been difficult to be a person in her own right in her home kingdom, Drezda had frequently been recognised because of who she was related to rather than due to her own merits.
"I only have her poetry in translation. She does the translations herself so they're as accurate as you can get them in Estuan and... well, she also sends me poetry in letters but those are- I mean, those aren't meant-" she broke off, biting her lip. Obviously, she wasn't going to hand over her private correspondence with her mother for him to peruse, even if all of those letters combined had more poetry in them than the book she knew was lying around somewhere. And most of that poetry had never been published; her mother wrote many poems that never fell under the eager eyes of her admirers. It was more than that though, she had simply written them, a casual thing that was as easy for her to do as signing her name at the end of her missives. It was Drezda's poetry and hers alone, not likely to be reproduced ever again. Perhaps that was why none of her mother's letters ever ended up in the fire at the height of its blaze like the other letters that went into it - entirely accidentally of course!
"If it's of interest to you, the book I give you then I... could have the other poems I have copied. I have... well, I have a few hundred unique ones I believe? She's quite prolific, I've known her to write several a day. She claims that the words come to her in dreams sometimes."
Cora entered the room, cleaner in appearance than before.
"You called, mistress?" she announced, moving to the table to gather the tea things without being bid to do so.
"Yes, Cora. We've decided that some more whisky would be appropriate. Rodriguez. We have some, don't we, Cora?" the diplomat inquired, a subtle edge to her voice, her gaze fixed on the face of the human. The housekeeper being in range, she allowed her field to flex, letting the monic aura ripple outwards to lap powerfully against the older woman.
The human gave the impression that she hadn't noticed, as if she didn't know that she'd been caught. She tilted her head to the side, gaze rolling up thoughtfully.
"Rodriguez, hm... Why... yes, I think we do have some, mistress," the woman proclaimed brightly, her expression one of honest remembrance. Drezda couldn't prevent the beginning of a scowl. "I'll fetch some presently."
The housekeeper balanced the tray, moving off to collect Anatole's cup.
"Oh and Cora?"
Even with her back to her mistress, she saw the subtle stiffening of the woman's frame before she turned, simple expectation on her features.
"See if you can find that book of poetry that my mother sent me... oh, it must be two years ago now. Maybe Rosmilda can dig it up while you attend to drinks."
"Oh certainly, mistress! I'd imagine that she'd know just where it is."
Before she had a chance to read more into that comment and ask for an explanation, the servant was gone.
There was hurt there, and plenty of it. Drezda had a good handle on her expressions, but Tom'd never been a bad hand at reading people; with her, it was the little things, the way a nerve jumped below her eye, the way she bit her lip. He didn't know much about Uptown respectability, but he knew well enough the shame that went with drinking too much and then regretting it, and then doing it all over again, and then regretting it again. The way it left imprints on places. Although it surprised him that she trusted him enough to drink with him in private, he had a feeling it had more to do with that shame than it did anything else.
So he inclined his head wordlessly, grateful for himself, too. The press of all those golly fields against his would've been hell, and he didn't fancy a return to that place after his last visit in early Intas. An imprint of a different sort, but an imprint nonetheless.
As she went to ring the bell, she shifted the conversation back to her mother's poetry, but it didn't seem a more comfortable topic. At the mention of Ksjta's private letters, he even raised a hand, opening his mouth to say something – something about how she didn't have to share what wasn't meant for a stranger's eyes, something about how those were hers and not anybody else's. He stayed silent as she went on, though, lowering his hand, caught off-guard. "In dreams?" he echoed softly.
Before he could say aught else, Cora – this time, he remembered her name – came back in. Tom sat quietly during the exchange, fingers knit over his knee, glance flicking demurely between mistress and servant. The edge in Drezda's voice wasn't lost on him; nor was the practiced nonchalance of all Cora's responses, ignorant as you like, just short of whistling innocently. Damn him, but he'd run his mouth again, he thought. He hoped he hadn't gotten Cora into any trouble, but based on her devil-may-care attitude, he wasn't too concerned. As she collected his cup, he offered her a friendly smile.
When the door clicked shut behind her, he turned back to Drezda. "I've never heard of poetry coming to somebody in dreams. Most of mine wouldn't be much good for poetry, but I suppose it's all in the interpretation." He studied Drezda as she sat across from him, a contemplative look on his face. He wasn't sure what else to say; he wasn't sure what he could say.
After awhile, Cora came back in, tray this time more lightly laden with a couple of tumblers and a handle of Rodriguez. "Here we are," said Tom, brightening and sitting up a little in his seat. As she deposited her burden on the table between them, he caught another smile, and smiled in return. She poured a little to start them off, and Tom took his glass gratefully, swirling it and taking a slow sip.
Even after she left, he sat still and silent at the edge of his seat, shutting his eyes briefly and enjoying the faint woody smell – the dry, smoky aftertaste, the way it still tingled in his throat. Hadn't been able to afford this shit very often in life, so it put him in mind of special times, the nights he'd gotten to spend at home with hama. He couldn't've told you the difference between a red from last year and something that'd been bottled during the War of the Book, but he knew his whisky as well as a tallyboy from the Rose could. There were things you drank to get drunk, and then there was this. The line always blurred eventually, but he never forgot to savor that first drink.
Now he leaned back in his seat a little, nursing his glass in his lap. Even here, in what should've, by all rights, been enemy territory, the whisky was comforting. He took another drink for good measure, praying it'd start to ward off his headache soon. He couldn't help that it was putting him in a better mood, but everything in his head was telling him to keep his wits about him; after all, this could've been part of her plan. Still, he reasoned that it wasn't as if he'd get a bit squiffy and spill everything – he knew himself well enough to know that – and it was a pina manna late to get up and leave now. Might as well enjoy it.
The thought of making the most of the situation emboldened him. He swirled his glass idly. "What do you think of them? Personally, if it's not too much to ask. I didn't know you liked poetry." He smiled wryly. "Then again, I didn't know I liked poetry until recently. Full of surprises, aren't we?"
Return to "Vienda"


i might as well tell the whole story.
today i planned on putting my babies somewhere outdoor but after 2 hours of driving with them in the trunk we never found a spot decent enouph to leave them.
im thinking about putting them outside tomorow but i dunno if i should wait, in case i shock them.
Bottom line,i wanted to know what are the consequences when messing with the light cycle,for a few hours?
No worries. Let there be light tomorrow.
Sounds like you are in veg.
agreed not a big deal, but it can cause stress so don't let it happen often.
What happens if I dont let the unfiltered butter refrigerate for 24 hours?
Can I Decrease Light for a few hours a day?


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Q: Find the number of ordered triples $(a,b,c)$ of integers satisfying $0\le a,b,c\le1000$ Find the number of ordered triples $(a,b,c)$ of integers satisfying $0\le a,b,c\le 1000$ and
\$$(a+b+c-1)(a^2+b^2+c^2+3(ab+bc+ca)) \equiv 3(a+b+c)(ab+bc+ca) \pmod{1001}$$
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As it's said,.... There are certain things that we must do at least once in our lifetime & I believe the Nile Cruise has definitely got to be amongst the top of the list..!!!! ..It's got to have been one of the highlights of our travels so far & even though we missed out on visiting the Pyramids near Cairo,our heads are still spinning from what we have learnt of a culture & custom in Egyptian history that dates back to more than 5000 years to an Ancient Kingdom and most probably one of the oldest civilizations in the world ..... through from the period & land of the Pharaohs for what it is famed for to the country's conversion to Islam,Egypt has most certainly had an incredibly,amazing and colourful past .... with a rich legacy of culture,art and architecture I think it's a modern day traveller's dream holiday.
Even though Songhi & I are both happy to plan most of this 12 month long journey independently,this was a nice break to have a number of excursions to famous temples,monuments and other points of historical interest included with full board for this week long cruise from Luxor to the city of Aswan. We were extremely fortunate to have met & had Mr A Nazeer as our guide for the entire cruise,who happened also to be an experienced Egyptologist with an amazing amount of knowledge & passion of his country's past...."A real assett to Thomas Cook tours".... Thanks again Nazeer,it has certainly been an education into a culture and period in history that has always had much interest for Song & I.....Best of luck with the new venture and we hope to cross paths again in the near future.."InShallah..."..!!..Some pics are on the way as promised though let me know of anything specific that I may have taken.
On Thursday morning we visited the Karnak and Luxor temples in Luxor with each visit ending in the endless amount of persistent vendors trying to sell us the usual souvenirs from t shirts,shawls,postcards,maps etc. to even toilet paper if we needed to pay a visit to the toilets ... The key things to remember when approached we were advised, was to behave like a camel with it's blinkers on and make no eye contact or show any interest,unless you did want to stand & barter for a price you are happy with,which usually ended up with 80% less than you were first offered ... It's amazing to watch these guys at work once they grab the slightest of attention from you,but they can test your patience if you are not a collecter of souvenirs or limited to how much you carry,as us budget backpackers are..!!!!! .......We were taken to a perfume & Egyptian glass making factory in the afternoon with yet more attempts & in most cases succeeding at trying to part us with more dollars & pounds,with offers of a free Egyptian tea/coffee and snacks...... After an early breakfast on Friday, we were taken to visit the Valley of the Kings (including those of Tutankhamun & Ramses) and then on to the Valley of the Queens and the famous Hatshepsut Temple........We ended the with a trip to an Alabaster factory and the Colossi of Memnon amongst the ancient temple builders cottages in the mountains and then set sail after lunch for the city of Edfu.......Saturday morning was spent with a visit to Edfu Temple before our next port of call at Kom Ombu with an evening moonlit visit and yet another history lesson at the temple,where we gained an insight into the health,well being and medicinal knowledge of an ancient Egyptian Kingdom.....Saturday night on board was celebrated with a Galabaya party,where we were all invited to dress in traditional Egyptian clothes, so I spent a hard earned $10 to play my part in "Walking like an Egyptian"for the evening....Fortunately, Songhi has an Indian shirt (Kurtha) which was close enough to pass for the night.....Interesting,Different and a good evening was had by all ..!!..
While in Aswan, Songhi and I visited the city by night with a walk through the spice markets.....where you could buy almost any spice,herbs or scented oil at less than half the price you would probably pay back home.....Still not too sure about trying the so called root of Viagra in warm water we were all offered at the spice store ..???? .."I still don't think it's your back that is supposed to go stiff, Andrew"...we shall blame that on the beds in the cabins shall we..??..or maybe,just dodgy stuff they were selling,past the use by date,I'm sure..!!....Before getting back to our boat,us and our little group of friends we'd made on board, met up for an Egyptian coffee while still being constantly bombarded with the locals trying to sell us anything from dodgy watches,to native musical instruments,more postcards and probably anything they thought might earn them a dollar....!!..If your patience is at a low by this stage & you are souvenired out, we were told a stern but simple "Mafish Flo, Shukram"is usually the last resort in a polite way of letting them know to leave you alone.....Simply means,"I have no money,thankyou" or words to that discription ..!!
A small group of us took the optional tour the next day to a Nubian village on the island near Aswan....Now considered as Egyptians they are a minority who originate from the neighbouring african states, mainly Sudan.....Distinctly different to the average Egyptian the Nubians seem to have carved out a simple lifestyle with a small amount of help from the Egyptian government.
It's now 0050hrs.of the 21st Jan. & I'm concientously and quietly determined to finish writing this part of our diary before we fly out to Morocco this afternoon at 1600hrs.....The fact also is that this hotel (Cresta Court) in Mancester has free WiFi..."A real bonus eh"..!!!
Anyhow,in a nutshell.....this has been a memorable part of our 12 month journey & though I would not hesitate to return and do a similar trip thru. Egypt again,I'm not sure Songhi feels the same....She has been known to change her mind though,so we think Cairo could still be a strong option in the near future..!!...No pressure Song....!xxxx!!...Maybe on one of Nazeer's spiritual tours once he gets it off and running....!!..Shopping for souvenirs & other memorabilia of our trips have unfortunately not been at the top of our list seeing as we are backpacking,though Songhi treated herself to an 18ct gold Cartouche with our names in Egyptian Hyroglyphics on either side (to wear on a necklace)...."A good excuse as our anniversary is coming up on the 14th of March"..!!..and I treated myself to a new cap......Very unique too,as this is not your everyday Billabong but a copy called"Billabang"....Looks Cool Too ...... !!
We met and made new friends with a handful of wonderful people (we guess you all know who you are) and hope to stay in touch & relive some of the memorable moments from this holiday....Is'nt the internet a wonderful thing...!!!!


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You guys…I can't even. I have lost all of my ability to even. Seriously.
I've been a fan of Kiersten White's since Paranormalcy, and I think I've read all of her published books (unless one has slipped my notice.) She is a very dependable author – engaging characters, intricate plots, twists that catch me by surprise, and a genuinely wicked and quirky sense of humor.
But this book, y'all – this one has all of that and somehow something more. I'm not sure I'm going to be able to adequately put my finger on it, or that there is an 'it' to put my finger on. To put it simply, this novel represents a significant leap forward in her writing – on an 'order of magnitude' level. And her books were already really good. This one is just…better.
Jessamin, a young lady from the beautiful, tropical island of Melei, has come to gray, dreary Albion to study at a prestigious school. Although she managed to coerce the school into accepting her, a poor 'exotic' girl from a colony of Albion, she does not have the funds to afford to live at the school. She has managed to secure a place serving at a local hotel as a housemaid in order to provide room and board while she attends school. Hurrying from school to work one day, she is accosted by a dockworker who intends to take advantage of her when she is rescued by a young Albion gentleman, who charms her into accepting his offer of supper.
As we delve deeper into Jessamin's life, we see a poor but proud young lady determined to make her way in the world. She is the product of a union between an Albion who had come to Melei and a Meleian native. Her Albion father turns out to be one of the professors at Jessamin's school (and the person she was able to coerce to gain acceptance.) A hard worker, Jessamin is an outcast amongst her fellow students due to her racial makeup. She looks, as they see her, like 'half-breed,' and is treated accordingly. Her mother was determined that she would learn the ways of the Albions who have colonized their island home, and so she is a bit of a misfit, belonging to both and neither place.
Finn, the young Albion gentleman who rescued her, keeps popping up unexpectedly. It is through him that Jessamin learns that the aristocracy have something they wish very much to keep a secret – magic. As she is drawn deeper into their world, Jessamin learns of the waring forces who wish to control magic and use it to their own ends. Finn is holding out against one particularly evil character, Lord Downpike, the Albion minister of defense. Downpike uses Finn's affection for Jessamin to try to leverage his way toward his goal. I don't want to explain too much more for fear of ruining it, but believe me when I say this is a delightfully well written narrative that does the unexpected often enough to keep even the most jaded reader's interest.
This is a fabulous novel just for the story and the world building. The part I love best, though, is how the author has captured the problematic nature of colonialism and its impact on native cultures. Coming from a colonizing culture (white American of European ancestry – Manifest Destiny, anyone?) I am well versed in all of the ways we supposedly 'improved' the areas we colonized. Where would these people be without us? Still living as savages, presumably. This is an attitude and understanding the White has managed to illuminate within the pages of this novel in a way that exposes this false assumption. She also manages to deftly illustrate the devastating impact colonialism has on those who are colonized, both through Jessamin and her island friend Kelen.
I highly recommend this book! I read it as an eARC, but it will be available from Harper Collins on September 9, 2014.
Annie and Fia are back in this excellent sequel to Mind Games! (You can read our review of it here.) If you haven't read Mind Games you should go do that now and stop reading this review, since there is literally no way to do Perfect Lies justice without giving excessive spoilers for Mind Games.
Perfect Lies picks up directly after the ending of Mind Games, with Annie lying on the ground pretending to be dead after Fia has faked murdering her. Annie, who is 'gifted' with visions of future events, walks into the situation at the end of Mind Games believing that Fia will kill her. Because she loves her sister, she goes willingly to what she believes will be her death (and what everyone from the evil Keane Foundation sees and believes to actually be her death.) Fia, however, who is 'gifted' with perfect instincts, has other plans that Annie didn't see in her vision. She orchestrates Annie's 'murder' to eliminate her use as a bargaining chip by the Keane Foundation. And she expertly manipulates the situation to engineer her sister's protection, leaving her in the capable hands of the Learner Group.
While Annie believes that Fia is going to join her, Fia again has plans that she cannot see. Fia returns to James and the Keane Foundation in order to bring down the organization from the inside. Much of her point of view in the novel illustrates her growing distrust of her own instincts as she begins to doubt James' motives and her own abilities. We are treated to the introduction of the marvelous 'Pixie' (as Fia refers to her) – a reader who is working as Mr. Keane's secretary who may or may not be on Fia's side.
Just like Mind Games, each chapter opens with a point of view designation (Annie or Fia) and a time designation. Each time designation is in reference to the climactic event of the book, and it is spectacular – you will not be disappointed. There are more plot twists, secret motives, murders, and lying liars who lie than ever in this gripping conclusion to Annie and Fia's nightmare.
Honestly, the thing I was most impressed with was White's ability to use descriptive language (or lack thereof) to give the reader a real sense of what it is like to be blind. As I was reading the passages told from Annie's point of view, I was startled to realize that I wasn't getting my usual clear 'inner mind' vision of her surroundings, just a sort of nebulous feel for who and what might be around her. It was startling and effective. Similarly, as I read the passages from Fia's point of view, I found myself growing somewhat paranoid thinking that everyone around me had a secret ulterior motive. Clearly, White is a gifted author.
Having just read Dualed, and any other number of books with teenage assasins, I was a little skeptical going into Mind Games, a little weary of this polot point you could say. But this book is so very good and I could not put it down.
Fia, short for Sophia, knows when things aren't right. She feels it in her gut, quite literally. In fact, she takes the concept of instinct to a whole new level, and hers are never wrong. She has sworn to protect her sister, Annie, who is a Seer. Annie is blind, but sometimes gets visions of the near future. There are a lot of people who would do anything to have Annie's power, but Fia has a power they have never seen before.
Fia and her sister, Annie, have been manipulated into joining an "academy" who recruits girls that have special powers, and only girls seem to have them, and then exploits those powers to their benefit. They are not the only players in town, however. And it is hard to know who is doing what: is there a good team, are there good guys? Thus the mind games.
Mind Games has everything you would want in a thriller. Fia is a feisty, twisted young lady, pushed to the brink by a shady organization that wants to bring her so far in she can never escape. This is an interesting character, bound by a loyalty she often resents, she is not always nice to this sister that she loves. In fact, she often spirals into a despair so dark that the "readers" around her get nauseous migraines. In this world where it is hard to keep secrets, Fia has quite a few.
Mind Games switches between past and present and between the two girls. It is really important that you read the chapter headings so you know whose head you are in and when. This to me was the only real cumbersome aspect of the story, but once I figured it out, I made sure and paid attention. Of the various novels of this sort that I have read recently, and it really does seem to be a trend right now, Mind Games seemed ahead of the pack in pacing and characters. Even the bad guys – if they are indeed bad guys – were interesting and I wanted some them to turn out to be good guys. I really enjoyed Fia and am definitely rooting for her, I love the intelligence she possesses and how even though she is flawed – deeply, deeply flawed after years of abuse and manipulation – she begins to understand the situation she is in and attempts to take control.
Annie I am less enamored with, she tends towards selfishness and doesn't put the pieces together as easily as Fia, but she has her moments. And the relationship between the two is definitely interesting; they both seem bound by a strong sense of loyalty, but they struggle between a sense of self-preservation and this commitment they have made towards each other. It is by no means a healthy sibling relationship, but these are by no means healthy individuals either.
If White keeps up the tension, pacing, intrigue and characterization, this should be a hit. Mind Games is all about, well, the mind games. There is no strong sense of world building – when does this take place, what does this world look like, how rare are these various seers, readers, feelers? But the psychological elements of this are truly fascinating. 4 out of 5 stars. Highly recommended.


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Hokies win home, ACC opener, 27-10 over BC
Virginia Tech Hokies head coach Brent Pry leads the team on the field during a college football game at Lane Stadium in Blacksburg, VA. (Photo by Brian Bishop/The Patriot)
BLACKSBURG, Va. (AP) — Grant Wells threw for 140 yards and a touchdown to lift Virginia Tech to a 27-10 victory over Boston College on Saturday.
The Hokies (1-1, 1-0 Atlantic Coast Conference) also got a strong performance from their defense, holding the Eagles (0-2, 0-1 ACC) to 155 yards and sacking BC quarterback Phil Jurkovec six times.
The win marked the first for first-year Virginia Tech head coach Brent Pry, a former Hokie graduate assistant in the mid-1990s.
Virginia Tech Hokies wide receiver Kaleb Smith (80) scores a touchdown during a college football game at Lane Stadium in Blacksburg, VA. (Photo by Brian Bishop/The Patriot)
Virginia Tech cornerback Armani Chatman intercepted Jurkovec on the second play of the game to set up Jalen Holston's 1-yard run that gave the Hokies a lead they would not relinquish.
BC cut Virginia Tech's lead to 17-10 in the third quarter on a 17-yard touchdown pass from Jurkovec to Jaden Williams, but the Hokies immediately answered, scoring on a 2-yard pass from Wells to Kaleb Smith for a two-touchdown advantage.
Jurkovec finished with 135 yards passing to lead BC.
Virginia Tech will play at home Saturday against Wofford at 11 a.m. ET.
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Virginia Tech Hokies defensive lineman TyJuan Garbutt (45) hurries the Boston College Eagles quarterback Phil Jurkovec (5) during a college football game at Lane Stadium in Blacksburg, VA. (Photo by Brian Bishop/The Patriot)
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Q: What is the physics behind the movement of the split-finger fastball in baseball? A split-finger fastball, or a splitter, is a baseball pitch thrown like a fastball with an v-shaped split finger grip. When thrown correctly, it moves like a fastball, straight in the air, but suddenly drops as it approaches the home plate. Here is a gif of how the pitch moves.

I've searched various sources that explain the reasons, which aren't very convincing to me:
Reason 1: The ball has a reduced backspin as compared to a regular fastball, and hence falls due to a stronger gravity than the upward Magnus force.
This does not convince me. This scenario should result in a constant force on the ball throughout it's path of motion, and the descent should be gradual, and not be seen at the end of the pitch.
Reason 2: The slight backspin on the ball forms ripple vortexes as it travels through the air, which eventually leads to the ball developing a topspin, which causes the ball to drop
This reason seems to be more plausible, and can explain why the ball drops suddenly and not gradually. However, I'm not so convinced if this is a very accurate reasoning or not. A pitch known as the knuckleball, thrown with very little spin, utilizes these vortices to make the ball move unpredictably. I'm not certain if the slight backspin allows the pitcher to control the effect these vortices have.
What is the most accurate explanation for why a splitter moves the way it does?

A: It certainly does not have topspin at any point. The first reason is correct. It has less backspin and therefore appears to drop. The camera angle from behind the pitcher is deceiving. Although it appears to drop off suddenly, it is more gradual than it appears. A straight fastball defies gravity quite a bit, as does a split fingered fastball, because they both have backspin. The splitter just does not defy gravity nearly as much.  The best splitters have relatively high velocity to mimic a fastball, but reduced backspin to get the "drop" action.

A: First off, there is no consistent answer to this question because there is no consistent  pitcher, muscle power and slight variations in the manner in which the baseball is thrown will always produce different results from each throw.
It seems to depend on the pitcher releasing the ball closer to the end of the arc of the swing on it than he normally would, he keeps his wrist loose and imparting a slight downward vector just before releasing it.
Based on Splitters, which has stats, (and lots of 'em) and various YouTube videos, particularly  Throwing Splitters