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2018.07.20 13:21 Pr1meAnxi3ty HeatingAndAir
A subreddit for the 4th family in the Scranton Business Park. W.B. Jones is a Grade-A Badass and he only allows posts related to The Office, W.B. Jones Heating and Air, and where we can park now that our construction vehicles aren't allowed in the office park.
2009.05.28 05:41 juman25 r/heating
everything about heating
2022.07.27 01:00 innocentUnicorn112 Ductless Mini Split HVAC Installation & Repair Services Auburn CA
2023.06.06 05:48 filmforpvc Laminate heat transfer handle protective plastic skin vinyl panel pvc door film 2105-4081
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2023.06.06 05:48 ExerciseDirect9920 Evolved Dinosaurs?
My theory is that all the different species of dragons are just dinosaurs that've evolved over time. Its a believable idea that after the dinosaurs that survived the asteroid couldn't live because there was much less air and cool spaces than before. So what if some of them were stuck or moved into the hidden world to survive. and over the years they evolved into what they are now?
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2023.06.06 05:47 Coolio1014 Hmmm...... I wonder why they left the Heat's performance against the Knicks out of this list 🤔
2023.06.06 05:47 Plenty-Cattle-4944 How have your careers excelled after the air force?
I got a big decision on what job to book coming up and I wanted to get some peoples outlooks on things. I originally wanted to do college for aerospace engineering while active duty either through night school or online but most people have said that would be extremely difficult. I wanna see what people have done after the air force to make 6 figures without a degree. What afsc did you have that helped with that? Does it really matter? Which afsc has the most opportunities on the civilian side? Which afsc has the most certifications?
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2023.06.06 05:46 pickles-the-bunny Bedbug social etiquette
Hello. While brushing my teeth tonight, I found a very unmistakable, definite bedbug on my bathroom counter. I had just been washing bedsheets and blankets so I assume he hitched a ride.
That's the only one I've found and I have no bites, yet. I am madly doing research on next steps to identify/treat this. I just bought some bed bug interceptors online to see if it's bad, I may buy silica gel tomorrow, and I might call off work tomorrow to spend the day vacuuming, decluttering and throwing everything I can into the wash and high heat drying. Maybe taking a steamer to the couch.
Anyway, I've never had a bedbug infestation in my life, and I'm not sure how to socially handle this appropriately. Is quarantining myself too over the top? I assume inviting anyone over is a definite no-go, but is going to anyone else's home also a no-go? Or would it be reasonable with some kind of precautions? What can I do to try and keep this as contained and clean as possible without scaring the hell out of my social circles, as I'm just about scared shitless right now?
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2023.06.06 05:46 No-Tie-4184 Airtag Location Ideas
Got an AirTag and a 3D printed magnetic case from Etsy for the NC. I wanna stick it to a location that would take some effort to find, but not too difficult when it’s time to change the battery or reset the thing.
Also is it a good idea to stay away from areas that get really hot? I feel like the entire engine bay gets hot. So maybe the trunk?
I’ve only used AirTag for small items. No idea about the durability. But neighbor’s NB getting stolen hit too close to home. Just want some peace of mind 🚤
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2023.06.06 05:46 BitchInaBucketHat Cat safe room spray?
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Does anyone know of a brand of cat safe bathroom spray, like Febreze but not lol. And also air fresheners? Things of this nature. But mainly am concerned ab finding a cat safe bathroom spray. Thank u in advance!! submitted by BitchInaBucketHat to cats [link] [comments]
Also my cat tax of Emma laying by my shoes today, yay Emma!
2023.06.06 05:45 1_among_the_fence Overwhelming Darkness Envelops Me (sometimes) Please weigh in with your experiences.
I was watching some youtube videos (Josie Kins channel) that was comprehensively explaining different levels of psychedelic experiences and it occurred to me that one of the things that happens to me frequently was not on the list and I was wondering if anyone else has experienced anything similar.
I have done DMT a few dozen times after figuring out the Lazy man's STB Tek and have had breakthroughs, hyperslaps, thought I was dead and all kinds of fun that you hear about so often. One thing I really enjoy is low dose threshold experiences that turn the whole room into a crispy cartoon, borderlands art style with bold colors. This is not the effect I am here to talk about but only on lower doses like this am I able to "enter the void of darkness" as I will call it for the purpose of writing this.
I would like to first say that I have always been sensitive to light (and heat) since I was a child. Part of my light sensitivity in my adult life has led me turning off the TV instead of falling asleep to it and also using a sleep mask when it is time for me to engage my brain into sleep mode so i'm not staring at the ceiling for half the night. If there is almost any kind of light in the room whatsoever and I don't have a sleep mask on, I can still perceive the light with my eyes closed. I am not talking about 'seeing" the light through my eyelids but just the fact that the light is perceived through the eyelids and my brain does not believe it is actually 'dark' so it has trouble turning off and releasing the melatonin. When I put the sleep mask on and it has a good seal around my eye sockets so that zero light can get in, my brain flips the switch and lets me drift off to sleep, usually within an hours time.
When I hit a low dose of DMT, I can reliably pull my sleep mask down over my eyes and at first, it is the normal dark I am used to when I go to bed, but somehow in a way that is almost ineffable, I can go deeper into the darkness. When I say deeper, I do mean that it does feel like a descent in some ways but it also just feels like I am being enveloped. Like some kind of ancient megalithic doors of darkness are closing me into somewhere or something. And THIS darkness, its like darker than the darkness I am used to in day to day life. I was on a field trip in grade school once and we went to the Ohio caverns and while we were down in the caverns the tour guide shut the lights off to show us how dark it was and this is the only kind of dark I can compare it to and thats just because I can't explain it any other way. The experience often starts with the doors closing me into the void of darkness and then its like some kind of coal miners tunnel that i'm moving down but eventually, some how, figures and shapes emerge from the darkness into form but not always into color but not greyscale either but I can still make things out and this is also hard to explain. I might sound crazy but I am hoping someone can relate to this occurrence even if no one knows what its called or if it even has a term.
Another thing I wanted to mention was that if I dont have a sleep mask but I am doing a dose and want to enter the void, I have been able to squeeze my eyes closed tighter and it helps to dissipate the light and start the descent but if I ease up on how tight I am shutting my eyes, the effect does seem to go away a little bit.
I will also add that I am a fervent Destiny 2 player and Bungie has made an amazing world of lore and the real world aspects behind some of the science and philosophy has struck a very deep cord with me. The game is all about light and dark and what that means but in game the Darkness is often associated with memories and memory recall in the past vs the Light being more about power in enlightenment and abilities given by the light. This is a very watered down description of the light and dark in the game so other Guardians, please don't spam me with Byf videos, I already know.
Thanks for reading and I am really interested to see if anyone can weigh in on their thoughts.
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2023.06.06 05:44 Elegant_Surround_688 Tankless water heater advice
We had a tankless water heater installed and have had a few problems.
The vent extends the length of the garage which can cause condensation to roll back and overflow a reservoir that triggered a safety shut off. We overrid this by extending the reservoir and drain. So, obviously we need to vent it just like our regular water heater, straight up.
The second problem seems to be related to pressure. It is on the opposite side of the house as my main bedroom shower. Once hot water is flowing, if I adjust the heat down at all, it will stop heating the water. I have to turn off the water and start over waiting for hot water to reach me. What might work for this? New shower water fixtures? We cannot run two hot water features at the same time.
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2023.06.06 05:44 GillisWeeaboo LILY IS MADE FOR MODERN CONTROLS
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Exactly, she is made for modern controls, and that's the scheme where she's at her best. And I will prove it
Lily loses two ground normals in modern control scheme:
a) The st.HK that can't be special or DR canceled and have less reach than her f.HP and cr.HP b) The st.MK, that although can be cancelled, is completely meaningless when her cr.lp is just as fast and have way more reach. This button is useful on her most optimal meter dump combo though.
From her jumping normals, she loses three buttons, listed on the image above:
c) j.HP, the true actual loss. This button is good because of it's depth, and while in other characters it would indeed be a huge loss, it isn't as much on Lily because of two reasons: If you jump and the opponent whiffs something, you are better off confirming a divekick so he won't recover faster and punish you with an air invincible move like DP. And if you hit the opponent too high with it, the best you could do is confirm a light or st.MK
because Lily's mediums are kinda bad
Losing these normals, and only these normals, because every level of special is still there, Lily gets:
a) One button headbutt to punish fullscreen charges or whiffs regardless of stock, and can be converted if you have stock b) One button DP that completely neglects divekicks regardless of how fast they are, or how much ppl delay, because of the angle, and it is air invincible (Still have a hurtbox in the back, so you will get air reset if doing a forward one against cross-up) c) One button SPD, a lot more reliable, so you won't jump by missinput
The normals you lose PALE in comparison with the things you get by using modern controller. Classic is unironically the gimped version of Lily.
BUT that doesn't mean you can be carried though. If you can't DP, you won't be able to do a light confirm combo without stock, because the strong DP is the only version that connects to the third cr.lp
without whiffing because of angle, the one button DP is the medium version. Using the assist button you can still combo EX headbutt though, but that's a waste of meter. The light into DP confirm is extremely necessary, since the most dirty you will be doing with her is plus on block stock headbutt into "light confirm or command grab" mix.
Anyway, tell me what you guys think about it, and if there are other characters in the new bunch that are also better on modern. I play Lily on modern and Ryu on classic, and he Ryu really doesn't work on modern because all his normals are really necessary for his ground game, and his combo routes get really hurt without them.
2023.06.06 05:44 DrppedOut New 55 Gallon Set-Up .. it’s is cycling and getting to the right temperature for my RES
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Any advice? Mr. T (My RES) is use to fake plants and sand and he does not try to eat them. I have a canister filter rated for a 75 gallon in addition to a HOB filter from the old tank for beneficial bacteria! The basking area is heated to 95° F and a humidity of 70% with UVA and UVB exposure. submitted by DrppedOut to turtle [link] [comments]
2023.06.06 05:43 P0PE_F0X Least cringy /r/NBA subscriber
2023.06.06 05:43 FearlessOwl0920 Is it worth explaining?
I managed to get time blind over something this weekend that offended someone I'd call a pretty good friend. I'm in a really bad situation cognitively (too high of a cognitive load, ADHD go SQUIRREL in response), and I just fucked up the timing again. She got really upset with me and I shut down rather than explaining that I had to deal with 1) friend's abusive spouse, 2) my fucking car got hit last week in a hit and run, 3) my physical disability has been worse due to heat, 4) my parents literally kept money from me for almost 6 years and I had to get this control back, 5) my goddamn work review is this week and I might be losing my job, and 6) a situation my parents got me into due to not teaching me how to properly file taxes.
Individually I'd be able to handle all of this. But even with meds this situation sucks.
I don't even know if it's worth reaching out or not? I'm time blind. But I'm on meds and usually I'm doing better than this. I just spent an entire weekend feeling like shit for messing up this thing, and I know this is a little unusual and probably RSD. I would like to explain what happened and the situation I'm in but that won't change the mistake. I don't know if it is worth explaining that I stepped out to support my friend, since I didn't know how to explain then. I shut down a lot when asked why I make mistakes because 'why' has never even been considered for me until recently outside of a select few people, my partner included.
Is it, or am I just fucked here? She was really upset and I do understand that. I wasn't even given a chance to explain, she just started in on how upset she was. Like...ok, but while it looks like I have a lot of free time, I have no free time. (To this friend it looks like I have a lot because I've managed to cut back on my parents' control of my life. But I do not have the time she thinks I do.)
ETA: My partner thinks I should just drop the social engagement since it's too stressful but I'm hesitant because this person, ironically, might also have ADHD and take it as a rejection.
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2023.06.06 05:43 absoluteanonymous101 Buying a MacBook in Japan?
I am in Japan on vacation, I live in the United States. If I buy a MacBook Air here, are there any differences to the ones in the states? I know the phones have the shutter noise for photos and wanted to know if MacBooks have any quirks like that. Thanks!
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2023.06.06 05:43 Fair_Interaction_203 Over a decade since last build, two rookie questions.
So I'm looking at the Asus z790-h mobo. This will be my first time installing an AIO, getting a Corsair but it's not on the list of "supported AiO" Asus recommends. Are these universal as long as they support the CPU socket?
Second question, planning on two m.2 drives. Both come with heatsinks and I'm concerned their protrusion could impact the GPU (3060 ti) Does anyone have experience with this mobo that could advise? Do I just use the mobo m.2 covers and hope they disperse enough heat?
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2023.06.06 05:43 DDoubleBlinDD Everyone's a Catgirl! Ch. 218: Falling Shadow
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I know I shouldn’t have expected Portia to still be there, but I was still a bit disappointed and somewhat uncomfortable by the time we arrived at the Desert Rose in Kandota.
“She is not here,” Cailu said with a raised brow.
“Yeah, I know. I see that. Just, uh, give me a little bit to find her.”
“Perhaps she is on her ship,” Cailu continued.
“Let’s check there,” said Tristan, nodding. “This place probably lost its luster pretty quickly. If she’s not there, then we can split up and look for her.”
“Yes,” Cailu said, mirroring his nod, “a fine idea.”
Sure enough, Portia had stripped down to a black bikini as she sat on the edge of her sloop, fishing rod in hand, feet kicking in the wind. She’d grown awfully tan since the last time we saw her—well, more so than usual. Her skin glistened like bronze, beads of sweat littering her body. She adjusted the bottom piece of her bathing suit, exposing incredible tan lines.
Portia gasped and threw the fishing rod behind her before she shot to her feet. “About time you showed up! What in the heck were ya doing? You know how long I’ve been waiting here?”
“Yeah, I know, sorry—” I started.
“Uhh, buh-buh-buh-buh,” Portia interrupted with her index finger held up. “No.
No, boy. You listen to me. I am not your personal—” she suddenly stopped, her brow furrowing deeper. “And who… who are these other people?” She inhaled slowly, her eyes widening. “No. Don’t tell me. They’re not coming with us, are they?”
“They’re, uh… coming with us.”
“This boat will not be suitable,” Cailu said, his arms crossed.
“Oh, it’s you,” Portia said, hopping into the shallows. “One loss wasn’t enough for ya, huh?” Portia’s smile continued to tug at one end of her mouth. “Probably don’t even remember me.”
Caliu tilted his head in apparent thought. An expression of realization swept over him. “Ah, yes. You played a fine game of cards. Ages it has been since I was so thoroughly defeated.”
“Wanna go another game? My wallet’s feeling a little light,” she said, wading through the shallows and stepping onto the sand, her eyes digging daggers into me. “Ya know, since someone left me here ages ago and food ain’t free.”
I avoided her gaze.
“What was that you said when you left? ‘This won’t take as long as Shi Island.’ Are you kidding me?”
“Sorry, Portia. A lot of things came up.”
Portia sighed. “I’m sensing a pattern here.” Portia readjusted the strap of her top and put her hands on her hips. “I thought about packing up and leaving.”
“My sincerest apologies,” Tristan offered as he stood forward, a hand on his chest. “We would have contacted you sooner, but the task proved to be much more difficult than we thought it would be. Cailu here,” he gestured to the elf, “assisted us and made sure we saw it through.”
“Hey, okay, fine, cool it.” She looked at me once more. “Always with the eloquence, this one. Hey, you. Matt.” She pointed at me. “This is a sloop, not some grand ship employed by the Queen. We were struggling enough just to make room for yours and Tristan’s Parties.” She did a quick count, frowning deeper with each person she pointed at. “And you want to add three more?”
There’d be no easy way out of this, so I simply nodded my head.
“Yeah,” I said. “We would, uh, need to add three more people.”
Portia set her jaw. “I can’t believe I’m actually doing this. You owe me big, Matt.”
I’ve got you covered, Portia. For everyone.” Ravyn snatched a sizable bag of Bells from her pack and waved it in the air. “This should help the days we’ve been gone, too.”
Cailu raised a hand and started to say, “I will also—”
“No. You won’t.” Ravyn cut him off. “I’m done owing you shit.”
He stared at her thoughtfully but said nothing else.
Portia reached forward and grabbed the bag, sliding the leather cord to the side and sifting through the Bells. Taking a few out to examine their color and size, she nodded. “This doesn’t let you off the hook, Matt. Not yet.”
I sighed with relief. “Thanks, Portia.”
“Yeah, yeah. Just get on board.”
“Matt,” Cailu said as he set a hand on my shoulder. “May I have a word?” Oh, great. What is it this time?
“Yeah, sure.” He took me behind a nearby building and leaned against the wall. “What’s this about?”
“A sloop may not be appropriate for the journey to Nyarlothep. I would suggest we port on San Island and embark on a ship from there.”
He frowned. “The tides and Encroachers are vicious, Matt. There is always the potential for a Defiled attack. Portia’s abilities aside, it puts our Parties at great risk. A stronger escort is necessary.”
“Are you sure about that?” I rested my shoulder against the wall opposite. I was grateful for his advice, but what had started as personal advice was starting to sound more like my dad was trying to control the whole ride there. Don’t make me turn this boat around.
Frankly, I was getting sick of it.
“Yes. Portia has the right of it. Such a vessel is unfit for an alliance of our size. We risk capsizing the sloop or worse with our numbers.” He glanced around the corner of the building before looking back at me. “I understand if you are attached to Portia. But I must stress the importance of our mission.”
“Right.” I couldn’t stand what I was hearing, but I couldn’t fault him either. If the waters were even half as dangerous as Keke and every other catgirl had told me it was, then his warning of an attack was valid. If that happened, combat on the sloop would be dangerous. I didn’t need any nautical training to know that. “So then, what, you want me to say goodbye to Portia, too?” I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth.
“Is that what this is about?” Cailu stood away from the wall, straight-backed and imposing in his [Paladin] armor.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean that. Yeah. I know you’re right.” Ceres’s words echoed in my head. Pride tarnishes even the finest of heroes, Kelmer.
“So, San Island, then?”
Cailu drew a long breath. He looked like he wanted to say something but abstained. “Allow me to speak with Portia for a time.”
“If she has gained your trust, then I would have her with us when we collect the ship.”
My heart soared. “So, she would be a hand on the deck?” Did I use that term right?
“Aye, that is correct.”
I couldn’t hide my relief. “Then, yeah. Go ahead.”
Cailu nodded and returned to the group. I followed close behind, curious as to what he was about to do. When we returned, Ceres was asking Portia questions about her time away.
“Portia,” Cailu stated.
Ceres stopped mid-sentence and backed away with a bow.
Portia frowned. “What?”
“Matt has informed me that you have been the one to escort him and Tristan around Nyarlea. Is that correct?”
“And the girls. Don’t forget them,” I added.
“I did not.”
Portia smiled. “Yeah, that’s me.”
“Do you have experience on larger ships?”
“Quiz me. I won’t get a single question wrong. My dad was the best there was.” She chuckled. “Named my sloop after him, in fact.”
Cailu rubbed the stubble of his chin with his pointer and thumb fingers. “I have expressed to Matt that a sloop is unsuitable for the journey to Nyarlothep, considering our numbers.”
“Nyarlothep?” Portia’s eyes narrowed in irritation. “Matt, you could’ve led with that.”
“I will ask this. Is this sloop suitable for the journey?”
“No,” Portia said without hesitation. Cailu glanced at me while Portia continued. “If that’s where you need to go next, Matt, then you’re going to need a full-blown ship for that. Especially if you still want to bring everyone here along.”
“So, we have to part with Portia?” Cannoli said, her voice thin.
“Sorry, all,” Portia shrugged. “I can take you somewhere else if you want, but even so, taking this many people on a sloop makes me uncomfortable.”
“How tragic,” Kirti mused.
“Quiet,” Cannoli hissed.
Cailu sighed. “Matt trusts you, and you have managed to escort him to each island on a sloop. So I would like to offer you a position on one of my ships,” he said. As Portia opened her mouth, Cailu interrupted with his hand up. “It would be temporary. You would not be under any obligation to stay on board once we have been delivered to Nyarlothep. Your sloop would be taken care of during the journey.”
“A real ship, huh?” Portia wore a complicated expression. I thought I saw sadness, confusion, anger, and frustration in the way she worked her jaw and wrinkled her nose. “Yeah. Fine.” She extended her hand. “It’s a deal.”
Cailu reciprocated and shook her hand. “We have an accord.”
Once everyone was on board, we set sail for San Island. There was barely any room to stand, let alone walk.
I stood behind Portia for a while. She was quieter than usual, and while I knew it was probably none of my business, I still wanted to know what was going on in her head.
“Hey, you doing okay?” I asked.
Portia took her time to respond. “Yeah. I’m fine.” Her eyes were on the ocean, but her mind seemed to be somewhere else. “Pops always promised to take me on a galleon one day. Just wish he could be here for it.”
“Did he teach you much about them?”
“About as much as a man without a lick of artistic talent could show me.” Portia laughed. “We’ll see what I remember.”
“You can teach this guy without any artistic talent what you learned. I’ll be right here, struggling to keep my balance.”
Portia laughed. “Thanks, Matt. You’re a good guy.”
The rest of the voyage was smooth. We shared the story of Ichi Island with Portia, and with time, she returned to her usual scrappy self.
Two days later when the sun was setting, we arrived on San Island, my back screaming in pain. I longed for a good night’s rest in a comfortable bed with a few good drinks in my belly. We’d taken turns in the one extra cabin, earning about two hours worth of a nap each. I was too afraid of falling off the boat to sleep otherwise. Apparently, I wasn’t the only one, as there was a collection of yawns as we stepped out onto the Port of Meow.
“Gosh, feels like ages since I’ve been here,” I said.
“Nostalgic, huh?” Keke said, taking to my side.
I thought back to the fight we had right before stepping onto the port. We were bloodied from the battle with the fishcats. At the time, Cannoli looked like she’d seen a ghost. Now, well… Yeah, I’ll just agree. Probably not a great memory to revisit—
“You mean when we were caked in blood?” Ravyn asked, half-laughing. “Very nostalgic.” Why is she like this?
Cailu offered praise and smiles to the girls who approached us en masse upon our arrival. It was wild seeing him swap personalities in seconds. Words that sounded almost disgustingly charming came out of his mouth, his sour demeanor returning within seconds of their departure.
I still couldn’t stand this guy.
Cailu led us around the port’s lip. We passed by several merchant vessels, a wide variety of catgirls unloading crates from the neighboring ships. Unlike the ones earlier, these girls didn’t seem to care one way or the other about Cailu, Tristan, and myself.
“There,” Cailu said without stopping. “That is my ship.”
‘Large’ couldn’t even begin to describe this boat. It looked straight out of a pirate movie. Flags of white with the same emblem Cailu wore upon his breastplate fluttered in the wind. The wood was dark and suspiciously clean for a piece of wood that sank in the salty water all day. I didn’t have the words to describe what a gargantuan and beautiful piece of craftsmanship it was.
“What is that called?” I asked, pointing at the center flag.
“Oh, that’s—” Portia started.
“That—” Ceres interrupted.
The two apologized in unison.
“I forgot you liked ships, Ceres,” Portia noted.
“Yes, I adore them. As a kitten, I learned to build ships in bottles.” Ceres tapped the tips of her fingers together. “It was something of an obsession of mine.”
“Why don’t you tell Matt what that’s called, then?” Portia smiled.
“The main mast!” she proclaimed proudly. “The one behind it is the mizzen mast, and the last one is—” She stopped and smiled wide. “I shall give Sir Matt a hint.” Oh boy, here we go.
Ceres’s boots clicked against the stones as she moved to stand in front of me, her hands behind her. “What precedes the word ‘after’?” Picture of elegance, this one. Okay, uh, let’s see.
“Before?” I cringed.
“Yes!” She turned and pointed to the mast once more. “Therefore, the mast at the front is called…”
“The… before mast?”
Portia put a hand to her mouth and snickered. “Close.”
I buried my face in my hand. “Just tell me.”
“The foremast!” Ceres said.
“You know your stuff, Ceres,” Portia said, smiling.
Cailu cleared his throat and stood before us. “Once I give the word, we will depart by sunrise tomorrow.”
” Ravyn balked. “Can’t we just sleep in for one fucking day?”
My legs were killing me, so I raised my hand. “I second that.”
To my relief, Tristan also raised his hand. “Please. I am exhausted. I’d love to spend a day on San Island, anyway.”
One by one, we all raised our hands. Even Kirti.
Cailu sighed. “Fine. We shall rest for two days.”
“Two days?” I asked.
“Yes. It is important that we leave by sunrise. You may do as you wish until then.” Cailu departed, his cape billowing as he walked, Kirti at his side.
Tristan nodded to an expectant Zahra. She offered a bow and ran to catch up with Cailu. In two days, we’ll be on our way to Nyarlothep.
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2023.06.06 05:42 dodekaedron R32 heat pump availability in the U.S.?
Are these available in sufficient quantities yet that installers might offer estimates for them?
I have an all electric house with a failing central HVAC heat pump (R410) - it's 13 years old and slowly leaking refrigerant, so a replacement seems in order.
Would greatly prefer an affordable R32 unit.
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2023.06.06 05:41 UncleCeiling Going Native, Chapter 124
Read Chapter 1 Here
Previous Chapter Here
My other SSB story, Writing on the Wall, Here
I was sitting here in the dark, pantsless and writing (as you do), and I decided to check how far my progress was going on a few things. Turns out I was way past my "release a new chapter" threshold!
Enjoy the continued adventures of our favorite fuckups.
“...about those sculptures. I know we told the Aboriginal Art Institute of Karnif that they could hold onto them for another two months, but apparently they are part of some shrine and the Governess of the South Pacific is getting on my case about returning them before a holy day.” Jem’si looked to his right, where his wife Torel was walking alongside him. She was his partner in more than just his marriage, and he was a little surprised to see that she didn’t have a pad out to take notes. “Are you paying attention?”
“Not really,” Torel replied. She had been strangely subdued, quiet all morning. On his left, his wife Keller tried to match pace. She was so much bigger than both of them that it was difficult, but she had a lot of practice and the halls of House Chel’xa’s ancestral home were a familiar place.
“Now.” Keller’s word was punctuated by her left arm shooting across her body to grab Jem’si by the upper arm. It was a firmer grip than Jem’si had ever felt from his wives, and for it to come from gentle Keller was doubly surprising. Before he could comment, Torel grabbed his other arm. The pair lifted and Jem’si found himself being dragged along, feet barely touching the floor.
“Put me down!” He tried to wiggle out of their grip, but neither woman seemed to be in the mood to play nice. “If you wanted to have some fun this morning you could have just asked!” Neither Torel or Keller said anything in reply, just continued to drag him along as his commands to be let go turned into pleading whines. They wouldn’t even look at him.
Jem’si wasn’t scared, not really. Just confused. He trusted his family utterly, and even as they maneuvered him out of the corridor, down a hall, and into an empty dining room he felt confusion more than fear. The room was dark, curtains drawn, and Jem’si let out a small “oof” as he found himself practically flung into a chair. The door clacked shut and he was plunged into nearly complete blackness.
After a few moments of sitting in the dark, trying to figure whatever sort of madness seemed to be running in his wives, Jem’si had enough. He raised his voice, put in every bit of commanding tone he had learned through years of Noble intrigue and business with Humans, and called out to the darkness.
Light flared suddenly from the chandelier, dazzling his eyes. Fear froze his heart as he realized he and his wives weren’t actually alone. It began to thaw right back up as he saw who sat across from him.
“Why were you all sitting in the dark?” Jem’si tried to keep his voice casual.
“For the emotional impact,” Samuel Forsythe-Painter replied.
“Obviously,” Sammi Painter-Forsythe added.
Flanking the pair of tiny humans sat Elera Heleum and Marin Elbruk. Elera reached into her lap and leaned forward, placing something down on the table. It settled on the ancient wood with a dull thunk.
“The same reason I brought this,” she added helpfully.
Jem’si vaguely recognized the pistol. It was a massive hunk of silver steel with a barrel so wide he could stick a finger into it. The same gun that played so prominently in the story of that whole adventure in the frozen north. He hadn’t realized it had survived the rocket attack at the hotel, or that it had been brought to Shil.
Now thoroughly spooked, Jem’si glanced up at Keller where she stood next to him. She had brought him here, but surely she would protect him from these lunatics.
Keller looked down at him sadly, dark eyes showing little more than disappointment. “Sorry, Jem, you’re on your own.”
Torel was no better. She wouldn’t even look at him. When he glanced to the other side of the table, Marin nodded at Elera. The spikey haired Marine leaned her bulk forward and steepled her fingers together, the spindly shadows from her hands falling across the gun on the table.
“Lieutenant Colonel Marin and I had an interesting visitor yesterday. We’ve both been promoted, retired from active service, and given an Imperial Writ to deal with. It’s a great deal, really; we have been ordered by the Empress Herself to protect our little Human friends here.” With that, Elera reached out and gave Sammi what was likely intended to be a friendly pat on the back but nearly knocked the much smaller Human clear of their chair. “And, if things don’t go well, we’ve been ordered to kill them both.”
“I don’t really care much for that part,” Samuel said quietly.
“Samesies,” added Sammi.
“We’ve also been ordered to ensure that nobody learns about the OTHER project. You know the one.” Marin punctuated her statement by placing her own pistol on the table. This one was much smaller, more modern, but at least as deadly. She looked down at it, then glanced at Elera’s. “These are a really poor representation of our orders. Orbital strikes were mentioned.”
Jem’si grasped in his mind for the swordfighter’s calm he had cultivated the last few years, but it wouldn’t come. He had his ass planted in an oversized chair, was surrounded by people who meant him harm, and even his wives had abandoned him. The best control he could manage was to pull in a deep breath, swallow, and try to hold down the sour, sick feeling twisting through his guts.
“I really didn’t know what to do.” Elera put her hands flat on the table, and Jem’si, hyper-focused now on potential dangers, watched as the fingers on her right hand twitched. “So I figured I’d call the only person I knew who might have experience dealing with this sort of thing. Someone who might know why we were suddenly getting orders from the Empress after working so hard to keep this whole thing quiet.”
Keller’s huge hand landed on Jem’si’s shoulder, causing him to jerk. She didn’t say anything, but she didn’t have to.
“The orders make sense, but they leave something very important out. So I’m going to ask you, Jem’si. I’m going to ask you as a holder of an Imperial Writ, ordered by the Empress Herself to ensure the security of the Painter Research Institute and the Lone Caribou Survival Company.” Elera’s hands were fists now and the light from the chandelier reflected in the tears forming in her eyes.
“What did you tell them? What happened to Stace? Is he even alive out there?” The questions seemed to hang in the air, and Jem’si wondered if the wrong answer would kill him. He had never doubted Keller’s loyalty before, but if the Empress said he had to die, would she stop it? He hoped so, but she had been a Deathshead Commando long before she became his wife.
In the end, he only had one response he could give. He swallowed again, cleared his throat, and hoped that the truth would keep him alive.
“I don’t know what’s happening on Nix. I reached out through Iria Stolsk, who often acts as a scientific policy advisor to the Empress, and I gave her everything I had. Much of it was technical documents from the PRI’s research, but not much more than what was used for the investor’s meeting.”
Jem’si cleared his throat again, then jerked in panic as a loud thunk sounded next to him. If Keller’s hand wasn’t keeping him in place, he might have bolted. Instead, he nodded his thanks to Torel and picked up the glass of water she had found for him. A couple of sips did little to steady his nerves; he would have killed for some of that flavored bourbon Stace made.
“As for the… other project. When Stace started making preparations, I gave him access to a highly encrypted data archive. It contains all of the notes Demir Chel’xa made during her time on Nix, all her observations of the people there. Every bit of video we had, audio clips of their language, topographical and seismic scans of the planet… House Chel’xa kept everything, and I gave all of it to him.
“When he started working on his own plans to save Nix, he was linked to that server. I don’t know if it was intentional or just Stace not knowing how he set up his accounts, but all of his notes were backed up to the same archive. I gave the Empress all of it.”
“But you don’t know what She decided. If Stace is being left alone or if he’s in a blacksite prison.” Elera closed her eyes and a single tear slipped free. “If he’s even alive.”
“No. I don’t know, but if the Empress meant to silence this whole enterprise, you wouldn’t have a Writ. You’d have a smoking hole in your skull.”
Elera nodded. “And so would you. We all would.”
“Why don’t we?” Sammi’s voice was so innocent, so free of the pain and fear everyone else seemed to be wrapped up in, that it seemed to shatter the tension in the room. Shoulders slumped, hands unclenched, and Jem’si had the sudden hope that, just maybe, he’d finish this meeting without throwing up in his lap.
Samuel spoke next. “It’s obvious that the Empress, if she hasn’t exactly given us permission for the Nix project, is at least willing to look the other way. I don’t know what’s going on out there, but I think we can count on Stace doing his thing.” He tapped his fingers on the table in a quick rat-tat-tat, blue-painted nails clicking on the wood. “The real question is why she would let us do it at all. Tons of risk with no real reward for the Empire, which is why we agreed to keep all this quiet in the first place.”
“My husband is a businessman.” Torel’s voice was surprisingly affectionate given the circumstances, and when her hand came up to ruffle Jem’si’s hair he relished the contact. It didn’t matter if his coiffure was ruined. “Even if he’s not the brains of the operation, he occasionally makes a deal.”
“The research you two have been doing; is it real?” Jem’si nodded at the two Humans at the table. “Can you really do that incredible line of turox shit you sold to the investors?”
Sammi let out a very undignified snort. “You have no idea. What the investors are getting is real, but it’s babytown frolics
compared to what we could really do with it. We’re keeping the good stuff; I wanna see if I can turn a star inside out.”
“That’s… horrifying.” Jem’si felt on firmer ground now; the crisis had passed and he was going to live through this. “Well, I may have passed the word that the technological superiority you’re providing would put us decades, perhaps centuries ahead of the Consortium and the Alliance.”
He let the moment settle with a performer’s ease before dropping the punchline.
“And if we aren’t allowed to fix Nix it would turn out that you two didn’t actually know what you were doing. It would have destroyed House Chel’xa along with the two of you, but it would turn out we were huxsters all along.”
Samuel laughed bitterly. “And to think, if you actually told us your plan we probably would have agreed to it. Instead, we now have to deal with having two members of our family who have signed and sealed orders from the Empress of the Shil’vati to kill the rest of us. Not exactly something that makes it easy to maintain a relationship.”
Elera pulled herself to her feet before picking up the heavy Human handgun. She carefully checked it, then put it in her pocket. Marin followed her example and did the same with her own pistol, and the two Humans hopped down off their chairs.
“I am sorry.” Jem’si firmed up his voice, felt the old confidence start to pool in his chest. “For not telling you, I mean. I don’t regret what I did.”
“Of course you don’t,” Samuel said sadly as the group headed towards the door. “You’re Shil’vati. We’re leaving, by the way. Going home. It doesn’t feel right to be living off your charity. I’d tell you not to follow us, but we can’t realistically stop you since you own a third of the company.”
“Just know that you won’t be welcome,” Sammi added before slamming the door behind them.
Jem’si let out a sigh as he sank into his chair, feeling suddenly boneless. Keller and Torel moved around him, pulling up chairs of their own.
“That went better than it could have,” Keller said casually. She barely seemed bothered by the whole thing.
“Oh, really?” Jem’si really couldn’t see the bright side.
“We could all be dead,” Torel clarified. “According to the scope of their Writ, either one of those two would have been perfectly within their rights to have the entire Chel’xa compound incinerated.”
“Knowledge of Nix is to be limited to the PRI and Lone Caribou. House Chel’xa clearly knows about it, or this whole thing wouldn’t have gotten started.” Keller sounded too matter of fact, too calm. “You may be the one who got this whole thing going, but the Humans wouldn’t have even known about it if you hadn’t told them. You’re clearly a security risk.”
“You could make the argument that Jem’si is in the clear, as part owner of PRI. I do a lot of the clerical work, so I’m safe too.” Torel smirked over at Keller. “Sounds like you’re the odd one out.”
“Yep. It would have been perfectly reasonable, from a legal standpoint at least, if Elera had shot me in the face as soon as we sat down.” Keller smirked. “Not that she would. I think she kinda has a thing for me.”
“And what, you’d have let her do it?” The panic was back, bile sour and acidic in Jem’si’s throat.
“I’m not bulletproof, Jem. Couldn’t have done a whole lot about it.”
Jem’si pressed his hands to the table, slowly pulling himself to his feet. “I think…” He swallowed. It didn’t help. “I think I’m going to throw up. Then I’m going to talk to Iria and see if I can talk to the Empress in person. I need to get a handle on this before someone ends up dead.”
“Someone else, you mean.” Torel gave Jem’si a very unflattering glare. “On top of all the other deaths we’ve had so far.”
Jem’si bit down a retort as he turned away, walking towards the door. Oh yes. Couldn’t forget those.
When it came down to it, Lewis could admit that this was at least partially his fault.
He had left the grocery store with plastic bags in his hands and a spring in his step. The rusty minivan parked next to Lewis's SUV completely failed to get his attention, which was likely the whole reason it was chosen for the job. He had just finished putting the bags in the backseat when the van’s side door opened behind him, a bag slipped over his head, and Lewis was bodily pulled into the vehicle. He barely even had time to squeak out a panicked yelp.
Even with his head covered, Lewis knew at once who his captors were. The large hands, the ease with which they were manhandling him, and the sheer brazenness of the kidnapping left no doubt in his mind that he was in the hands of the Shil'vati. They pulled his hands behind his back and cuffed them together before he was plopped down in the middle seat. Meaty fingers stayed firmly grasped around his biceps as the van rumbled to life. They were on the move.
"So..." Lewis tried to keep his voice even. He wasn't a fighter, and if he started throwing elbows he would still end up at his destination. Just with a broken jaw. "If you're sex traffickers, you probably could do better than me."
There was no reply but silence.
As they bounced along, Lewis was surprised to find that he wasn't as frightened as he expected. After nearly a decade fighting the invaders in his own way, the idea of eventually being captured or killed had percolated through his mind for long enough that it was comfortable. In a way, it was a relief; wherever he was going, whatever was going to happen to him, Lewis was done with the fight. He could hang up his spurs, at least until the gallows called.
Instead of dwelling on the situation, he tried to follow where the van was going. It only took a few turns for Lewis to become hopelessly lost. His lack of a sense of direction was legendary among his friends, and thanks to the ubiquitous ease of GPS and smartphones he never really had to pick up the skill. He regretted his reliance on technology now, not that it would really change anything. The van rumbled on, its old and tired suspension creaking with every bump, and Lewis waited to die.
The van pulled to a stop with a lurch and Lewis jerked awake. He had been half-dozing, a fact that he took in with a bit of surprise. After the first hour or so, the anxiety of being captured had faded into a dull shock, which had turned into a stupor. Now he had completely lost track of time. The door to his right slid open and Lewis was pulled out with a sudden jerk. He tried to catch himself on half-numb legs, stumbled, was caught, and found himself being half carried and half marched on the rough gravel underfoot.
Even with the hood obscuring his vision, Lewis could still hear perfectly fine. He could still smell, too, and the rumble of a large diesel engine was accompanied by the smell of rancid exhaust. The gravel under his feet became a metal ramp and he stumbled again, letting his Shil'vati captors drag him up by his biceps. There would be some nasty bruises later, but for now the pain helped him regain focus.
The ramp leveled out and the metal clang was replaced by the dull thud of thin wood under his feet. Lewis was only dragged a few more steps before a quick shove threw him into a chair. It didn't move at all, evidently attached to the floor, and before he could really process the situation further a loud clatter behind him made evident that Lewis was now trapped. The smell of exhaust was even worse here, sour on his throat. Fear was finally beginning to settle in his guts as he tried to prepare himself for the inevitable torture.
"Ashley Lewis. Age twenty-six standard, degrees in psychology and philosophy, currently employed in an administrative capacity for a phone and 'net based therapy service. Being able to telework has made it easy for you to travel for your other job, working as a data courier and soft asset for the terrorist organization colloquially known as The Numbers.
"A few months ago, you were involved in an attack on a man named Eustace Grant that left him nearly dead and eventually led to a region-wide shakeup of law enforcement and the public execution of the Regional Governess." Lewis's head jerked forward as the hood was pulled off in a single sharp tug.
Black eyes with irises like gold rings floating in pools of ink stared at him from a face of purple skin. In the moment, the Shil'vati looked exactly as alien as she was, and the familiarization he had spent years building flashed away as if they were never there. The alien smiled, drawing attention to her tusks, then nodded once. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you."
Lewis took in his captor. She was average height for a female Shil, though not as massively built as the majority of marines he had seen. Her hair was stark white and pulled back into a ponytail, and she wore a long coat of heavy black. Around him, all he could see was dirty wood and aluminum paneling. The rumbling of an engine continued, as did the stink of fumes. He was in the back of a small box truck.
And in front of him stood Investigator Jel’si Chel'xa.
This is a fanfic that takes place in the “Between Worlds” universe (aka Sexy Space Babes), created and owned by u/BlueFishcake
. No ownership of the settings or core concepts is expressed or implied by myself.
This is for fun. Can’t you just have fun?
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