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Samuel L. Adams
Associate Professor of Old Testament
Phone: 804.278.4284
Location: Richmond
Department: Bible
Yale University, Ph.D.
University of Chicago Divinity School, M.Div.
Davidson College, B.A.
Adams's interests include the Wisdom literature of the Bible and beyond, wealth and poverty in the biblical world, apocalypticism, the Dead Sea Scrolls, Egyptology, biblical theology, and the Bible and film. He recently published the monograph, Social and Economic Life in Second Temple Judea (Westminster John Knox, 2014). His first book, Wisdom in Transition: Act and Consequence in Second Temple Instructions (Brill, 2008), addresses ancient conceptions of retribution and the possibility of an afterlife. Current book projects include a commentary on the Jewish sage Ben Sira (Anchor Yale Bible) and editing a comprehensive introduction to wisdom literature. An ordained minister in the Presbyterian Church (U.S.A.), Adams has served churches in New Haven, CT, Chicago, IL, and in Richmond, VA. He is also a regular blogger for the Huffington Post (http://www.huffingtonpost.com/samuel-l-adams/).
Books, Publications & Workshops
Social and Economic Life in Second Temple Judea (Louisville: Westminster John Knox Press, 2014)
Wisdom in Transition: Act and Consequence in Second Temple Instructions (Supplements to the Journal for the Study of Judaism) (Brill, 2008)
Faculty Speaking Engagements and Events
Conference Speaker "Education in the Ancient Near East and the Emergence of Hellenistic Jewish Paideia"
June 30 to July 4, Enoch Seminar
University of Naples, Italy
"Wealth and Poverty in the Bible and Today"
October 19-21, Continuing Education Event at the Leadership Institute: Union Presbyterian Seminary
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With the Great Depression raging and Prohibition still the law of the land, young Myron Ratkowski found an unusual way to help supplement his family's meager income.
While still in elementary school, Ratkowski delivered bottles of moonshine, made by his parents, to homes in their West Allis neighborhood.
"While other boys nine to twelve years of age had paper routes or sold popular magazines of the time like Liberty, Saturday Evening Post, or Boy's Life, I had a booze route with regular customers," Ratkowski wrote in his self-published memoir, "One Life: Changed, Not Ended."
Ratkowski died Tuesday on his 90th birthday. He grew up poor, fought in World War II, rose through the Milwaukee Police Department's ranks and served as Greendale police chief for nearly 14 years.
As Greendale's top cop, Ratkowski presided over a department that expanded during a time when the village was transformed by the opening of Southridge Mall.
"A large shopping center is a mixed blessing," Ratkowski told a newspaper reporter in 1985, as he was retiring. "It's a multimillion-dollar tax base, which you can't scoff at. But it's not a free ride."
Greendale remained a safe community, Ratkowski told the reporter. But Southridge brought more crime, such as shoplifting and auto theft, he said, with the Police Department increasing from 15 people in 1971 to 30 officers and 12 civilians in 1985.
Among those hired by Ratkowski was Wisconsin's first female police officer assigned to regular patrol duty.
Ratkowski also started Wisconsin's first successful police social worker program, according to the 1985 Milwaukee Journal article.
The retiring chief took pains to say he wasn't "a bleeding heart." But he wanted to use counseling to deal with domestic disputes so Greendale police officers could reduce repeat visits to the same troubled families.
"He was pretty strict, but he also had a soft heart," said his son, Thomas. "He was very compassionate. He understood how other people felt. He put himself in their shoes."
Ratkowski joined the Milwaukee Police Department in 1945. He served in the vice squad and detective bureau, earning promotions to sergeant, lieutenant and captain before being appointed as Greendale's police chief.
He served in the Army during World War II as a staff sergeant, which included combat duty during the Battle of the Bulge.
Before joining the Army, Ratkowski's jobs included a stint in the Civilian Conservation Corps to help support his family after he quit high school at the age of 17. Decades later, he returned to high school and earned his diploma.
During the Depression, Ratkowski's family worked hard to survive, including breeding rabbits for meat. Thomas Ratkowski recalls a story his father told about having a pet rooster. It ended up as dinner for the family.
"After that, he wasn't too crazy about eating chicken for the rest of his life," Thomas Ratkowski said.
Ratkowski's survivors include his wife, Helen, and nine children: Thomas, Timothy, Terese Cieslak, Tracy Wieselman, Todd, Thaddeus, Trent, Tamara Spone and Trisha Voegtline.
Myron Ratkowski
A Mass of Christian Burial will be at 10:30 a.m. Thursday at St. Gregory the Great Parish, 3160 S. 63rd St. Visitation will be from 4 to 8 p.m. Wednesday at Heritage Funeral Home, 6615 W. Oklahoma Ave.


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Last question first, easy fix - sure why not!
I don't have any info on the CP30 but I'm guessing it's close to the 31 in design.
The fan in the 31 is supposed to keep some of the condensation down, make sure it's running. Although with run away temps it might not help much.
Sounds like the temp control pots have become very touchy maybe intermittent. Control pots and moisture are never idea. Here is the easy fix. Find some good spray cleaner for the pots and give it a try. Give them a good spin while cleaning after everything is dry try again and see if it worked.
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Indian Automotive Industry: Performance Analysis
Kumar, Velu Suresh, Political Economy Journal of India
The automotive has become an important ingredient of nearly every aspect of economic and social life. Its impact on everyday life and human perception is so great that it has become something like a symbol of progress and development. Automotive industry is not only an issue of consumption, but also regarded as an industry that drives the entire economy.
Automotive industry's most obvious benefit is its input into the motor transport industry, viz., in ferrying goods and people from one place to another in a more flexible and very often more efficient manner than by other forms of transport. Road vehicles can penetrate into areas where other forms of transport cannot, thereby contribute towards the integration of backward areas into the national main stream. Due to its deep forward and backward linkages with several key segments of the economy, automotive industry has a strong multiplier effect and is capable of being the driver of economic growth. A sound transportation system plays a pivotal role in the country's rapid economic and industrial development. It is also important from a strategic viewpoint, as it strengthens national security.
Global automotive Industry
The global motor vehicle production has reached a peak at a total of 73.3 million units in 2007 (Table -1). There has been an addition of 14.9 million vehicle production since 2000. A bulk of this increase has come from Asia-Pacific region mainly China, India and Thailand. However in 2009, the production dropped by 13.5 percent to 61.71 million units. Production in US dropped by 34.3 percent to 5.7 million units and sales dropped by 21.2 percent to 10.4 million units in 2009. AS on November 2009, China is the world's larges motor vehicles market, both by sales and production. Production in China rose by 48.3 percent to 13.8 million units and sales rose by 45 percent to 13.7 million units in 2009.
Evolution of Indian Automotive Industry
The origin of the automotive industry in India commenced as early as 1942, when Hindustan Motors Limited was established at Baroda under the management of Birla Brothers and Premier Automobile Limited in 1944 under Aero-Auto at Bombay. But even before this, imported cars and trucks were available in the country. India had her first imported car in 1987. It was bought by a Calcutta gentleman. In 1903, Simpson and company (established in 1840) brought out the first steam car build in the company's workshop at Madras. By the end of 1903, Simpson began to import of cars, the first being a 10 hp Turner Miesse steam car. In 1905, Simpson built the first steam bus. The bus ran between Bezwada and Musulipatnam. This was possibly India's first bus service, though short-lived.
It was only after 1920 that local assembly of vehicles, from components and parts imported in completely knocked down (CKD) was started in a few units set up in Bombay, Madras and Calcutta. In 1928, General Motors India Ltd. Commenced assembling of trucks and cars in Bombay. It was followed by the Ford Motor Company of India in 1930 in Madras and in 1931 in Bombay and Calcutta. In 1936, Addison and Company Limited began with the assembly of cars and trucks at Madras. Assembly or import of vehicles increased substantially since the twenties and crossed 30000 units by 1930 (constituting about 17000 passenger cars and 15000 commercial vehicles).
In 1935, M. Visvesaraya's proposal to establish an automobile industry was rejected by the then Central Government. However, the National Planning Committee of 1938, set up by the Indian National Congress, appreciated the "real, long-range importance of this new means of transportation and its place in India's planned economy", and emphasized the importance of setting up an "organized automobile industry in the country". The Second World War needs also brought into bold relief the usefulness of having a domestic automobile industry. In line with this thinking, the government of India constituted a panel on automobiles and tractors in 1945, which submitted its report in 1947. …


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This disparity was revealed by Square Enix in a recent chat with Eurogamer, though the publisher claims that the difference is not glaring. "You really need good eyes to see the difference," said Thief director Nicolas Cantin, before adding that the Xbox One game "is as good as the PS4 version." The big difference, Cantin claims, is found between the older generation of consoles and these newer machines. "We put more detail in, more special effects. But at the same time, we kept the same gameplay experience with the current-gen and the next-gen versions."
Thief is only the most recent example of a big release offering higher resolution graphics on the PlayStation 4. Metal Gear Solid 5: Ground Zeroes will reportedly run at 1080p on PlayStation 4 and at 720p on Xbox One, while the PS4 version of Call of Duty: Ghosts received a launch day patch to bump its graphics up to 1080p.
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If you've been through even ONE family wedding, I bet your jaw is still on the floor because you know what goes into a wedding and you cannot imagine three of them in the same year. Here's how my family survived the year of the weddings.
My mom doesn't live in NYC and my friends work in offices during the day, so I decided to brave the Manhattan salons and boutiques solo. Here are my lessons in bodices, butts, and budgeting.
Even if you're not getting married at Buckingham Palace, you may still want a modest wedding dress that's appropriate for church or temple.
You can still DIY your way to happily ever after -- just do it with decor.
Whether you're planning a wedding reception, bridal shower or backyard event, classic, white dish ware can be an instrumental piece to creating your beautiful tabletop.
Every bride deserves to feel like a princess on her wedding day.
If you are the DIY type, it's easy to think that you can just do everything for your wedding yourself. There certainly are plenty of tutorials out there on how to make everything from your bouquet to your favors from scratch.
A modern wedding celebration should scream "right now!"
It appears more and more women are putting in their two cents, both literally and figuratively when picking out the engagement ring.
As if planning a wedding wasn't overwhelming enough, adding your pet to the mix may just be the thing that turns you into a Bridezilla.
A wedding suit or tuxedo can be an afterthought or a decision that rivals any fashion peak one might endeavor. I chose the former, having a suit custom made for my October 2014 wedding in downtown Boston.
Let's say that all your life you've loved the color lavender: You've painted your bedroom with it, filled your closet with it, and even dyed lavender streaks in your hair when you were in college.
Rainbows are reaching new heights! As a wedding dress designer, and stylist for EveyClothing.com, I'm seeing more and more brides looking for colorful dresses, rainbow shoes, even colorful veils.
We're loving the hot new colors of the year, while still holding on to the oldies-but-goodies that keep growing in popularity. So without further ado, here are some of the best colors for bridesmaid dresses.
Private businesses, like the Hotel Granvia Kyoto and Tokyo's OutAsiaTravel have been reaching out to LGBT tourists for years. But for a Japanese government agency to do so in such a public and integrated way is unprecedented.
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1991 300zx nissan, no heat; a/c works great, control pod auto temp control changed, still no heat, controls diverts the air to specified areas when selected; can you assist?
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Morgan Frazier Hey Bully Lyrics
Last updated: 11/17/2014 02:33:07 AM
You say I'm too fat
You say I'm too skinny
You say I'm not cool
You say I'm not pretty
Then you spread it all around
And post it online
For the whole world to see
Why you wanna make me cry
And laugh at me like that
Does it make you feel good
Making me feel so bad
Hey bully,
Did somebody hurt you
Make you feel small
And you take it out on me
Cause it makes you feel tall
I bet you're scared and alone
If you looked in my eyes you'd see
Hey bully,
You're a lot like me
In the back of the bus
You're a big star
But you took a little joke
A little to far
And the headline news
Says that kids aren't always playing so nice
Out in the school yard
Why you wanna make me cry
You dont even know who I am
If you gave me half a chance
We might just have been friends
Hey bully,
Did somebody hurt you
Make you feel small
And you take it out on me
Cause it makes you feel tall
Bet you're scared and alone
If you looked in my eyes you'd see
Hey bully
You're a lot like meeeeeee
It would be so easy to hit back at you
Use my pain to hurt you too
Ohh but if I do nothin would change
I would be a link in your chain!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Did somebody hurt you
Make you feel small
And you take out on me
Cause it makes you feel tall
Bet you're scared and alone
If you'd look in my eyes you'd see
Hey bully
You're a lot like me
Yeah, you're a lot like me
Thanks to Dinaja for submitting Hey Bully Lyrics.
singing | Reviewer: Cassandra | 11/17/14
I have recently lost a friend due to bullying and then i find this song as started listening and singing it...I have asked my school counselor if i could sing this to my school and she said she would love that...Me and my friend are singing this song to our whole high school....
R.I.P. Ian Sullivan
touching | Reviewer: a hurt person | 10/15/14
i think this song is very touching, and deffintitly very accurate. I have been bullied, and the way it makes you feel is terrible. I hope that all bullies would just listen to this song and realize how mud they have hurt people!
so touching | Reviewer: staying strong | 7/23/14
This song means so much to me. I hope that other people who have been bullied listen to this, because i think that it will really help them, and let them know that they are not alone. I have been bullied many times and i still am, but i get through it, and this song will really help others get through it too.
Touching | Reviewer: Survivor | 7/22/14
I most definitely cried when I saw the video and read the lyrics. I am a victim of bullying and this song is definitely a song I want my bullies to listen to. If they did, I bet they would apologize.
I like it!!! | Reviewer: kristen | 11/25/13
I really like this song, i was searching it up for my ELA project and was wondering if you can send this to my email. We are reading a book call roll of thunder hear my cry, and i think this is a good song for it......dont u think??
Amazing | Reviewer: Kaitlyn LaWalter | 10/16/13
I really want to thank you for writing this song. It gave me strength threw the times I been bullied. I have tried to committed suicide because of the pain I went threw. But this song gave me the strength to carry on with life. Also, to live life to the fullest. Sure life is a journey full of good and rough times. I plan to sing this song at my high school talent show. I think we need to make an end to suicide. I have had friends that felt like ending it cause of what others thought of them. But I stepped in and got them the help they needed and they are happy and healthy. I live in Alaska the state that has the highest suicide rate in the US. So I will continue to encourage and help others with bullying and suicidal problems.


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With Cleveland last season, Shin-Soo Choo hit .283 with a .373 on-base percentage.
The Reds didn't sit on their collective hands after a 97-win season. They addressed their biggest weakness - the leadoff position- and they tried to make a good rotation better.
But to accomplish those goals, they took an unconventional route.
The new leadoff hitter, Shin-Soo Choo, is going to have to play center field. He's played one game there since 2006. And for the rotation move to work, Aroldis Chapman is going to have to transition from throwing one inning to six or seven on a regular basis. ...


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Didn't work at all for me. Rated 1 out of 5 stars
Did not work at all, not on this site, not on Bing.com not on Google.com text boxes. I only tried it on those pages because I couldn't think offhand where I can find a site with a lot of text boxes.
So for me, it didn't work, not once.
Not working properly Rated 3 out of 5 stars
Well I gave this a try and sadly it seems to break. If you click the button on the toolbar and make it change from green to red, there's no way to click the button again to toggle it back to green.
I clicked it about a dozen plus times and it never toggles back.
What saddens me about this is your addon is the only one I have ever found that includes a quick way to access the Cookies Exceptions window, I really love that feature.
Is there a way to remove the two websites that I clicked the button on? Because after I clicked the button from green to red, and now it's forever stuck on red, those two websites never stayed logged in after restarting firefox - I always have to log back in again on those two websites.
Basically what I am saying is if you will not or cannot fix the button, I would at least like to keep it for the one button access to the Exceptions window but it's inconvenient that those two websites are messed up for me.
Show History Popup
Am I doing something wrong? Rated 3 out of 5 stars
I installed this but nothing happens after doing several searches to test it out. I am supposed to middle-click or scroll the mousewheel in the address bar or search bar right? I've done that, also elsewhere on the page but the history window for the address bar or search bar never pops open.
Rated 4 out of 5 stars
I finally updated to FF v24 from v17 tonight. After doing that I decided to try your addon again; I haven't used it for a few years. Anyhow, it works nicely for Google and Yahoo but I can't get it to show up for Bing. Any ideas why or how to fix it? ThanksThis review is for a previous version of the add-on (6.6.1-signed).
Tab Utilities
What's the verdict? Rated 4 out of 5 stars
There seems to be conflicting reviews. Some say 1.6pre4 does work with FF 20 and 21 another says it doesn't and even provides an example of where it's broken.
I am currently still with FF17 because I have auto-updates off and I forgot to check for a while :P
I'd like to update but when I started to I saw that Tab Utilities 1.5.1 that I have will not work. I'm hesitant to upgrade not knowing whether the older release 1.6pre4 will in fact work or not.
Great little helper! Rated 4 out of 5 stars
Really nice extension here.
I am one of those who uses "Show my windows and tabs from last time". With this I get two for the price of one. I can save a set of tabs with yours and close them, then open my normal tabs I work on every day and let Firefox handle those. Then, when I need that second set I use your button.
Mind if I make a suggestion for a possible future update? If for example I save 10 tabs and close 2 of them, if I click your button to reopen my saved tabs it should *only* replace the two I closed - NOT open up the same 10 tabs all over again giving me 8 duplicates.
Also, maybe change the color of the "store/restore" button to indicate that we have a "saved set of tabs" so I don't overwrite my saved set accidentally. Like green when empty and "ready to save", blue when you have a set saved and are "ready to restore" - something like that whatever you prefer.
Thanks again for this sweet addition to my collection.
Vertical Toolbar
@Rami Rated 3 out of 5 stars
Would you mind giving a link to download your *fixed* version please? Or maybe email it to me?
Thanks in advance.
Cleanest Addon Manager
Wonderful! Rated 5 out of 5 stars
Thank you for a very helpful addon. I used to use that "MrConfig" or whatever it was called from a few years back.
Anyhow I went from a default view of 11 extenstions to 23 shown with your extension installed. Very nice!
The "no restart" was great too. I had 50 tabs open at the time I installed your extension and I was expecting it to blow up rofl! It didn't hehe.
Thanks again!
Set As Bookmarks Toolbar Folder
Firefox 10.0.1 Rated 3 out of 5 stars
I installed it, opened my bookmarks library and right-clicked a folder to set it on the bookmarks toolbar and there was no entry in the right-click context menu to make that folder appear as the Bookmarks Toolbar Folder.
EDIT: It appears to not work with the Bookmarks Library but if I used the Bookmarks button on the Bookmarks toolbar it does work.
Can you make this work from the library too? I spend a lot of time there, it would be convenient I think.
Net Notes
Unable to choose folder Rated 2 out of 5 stars
Hi there,
I tried to change the folder where notes are saved if you don't have a website bookmarked. It defaults to the Unsorted Bookmarks. When I click the Net Notes options and try to pick a new folder, it won't do anything. I can pick Bookmark Toolbar, or Unsorted or Bookmark Menu but it will NOT let me click the "choose folder" option so that I can pick another folder. And I have no clue what that little button on the right side is for, it doesn't do anything for me, I thought clicking it would show a list of folders to choose from but it doesn't. Not for me anyhow.
And maybe you can explain this: often times I right-click the Install Addon button and pick Save Target As so I can save it to disk and then scan it first, then I double-click the .xpi file to install it. Works fine nearly all the time but it didn't for Net Notes. If I tried to install it manually by double-clicking the Net Notes.xpi file it says Firefox cannot install because it is not compatible with v3.5.2 but if I go back to your Net Notes extension page and click the button to do an auto-install it works. Why won't it work the other way, doing it manually?
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Safety Nate Allen, who the Eagles are counting on as a likely starter, signed a four-year contract Tuesday night and is expected to take part in practice Wednesday, according to the team.
Allen is expected to get the first shot at the team's vacant free safety spot. The Eagles took him with the 37th pick in April's draft, using the selection obtained from the Redskins in the Donovan McNabb trade.
Allen missed the first two practices of training camp Tuesday. Other rookies reported Monday.
He began running with the first team in June practices after free agent signee Marlin Jackson was lost for the season with injury. The team struggled at free safety last year after losing Brian Dawkins in free agency, and is hoping Allen can fill the void on a new-look defense.


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PHILADELPHIA -- Here's the timeline from my Twitter account during the Lakers-76ers game Friday. It's in reverse order, so if you want to relive the game, start at the bottom.
He's 10/21 for 24 pts b/c of 5/7 for 14 in 3rd. RT @KevinDing: Kobe was 2/8 for 4 pts before tweaking left leg. We'll see where he ends up.
Instead, it's Odom in the post kicking for Artest 3-pointer with 3:04 left that locks this one up. Artest: 6/11 FGs, 15 points.
With Lakers up 8, Kobe forcing it now in front of the home Philly crowd in search of dagger. Barely drew iron on his last shot.
The other reason Artest is getting to close this game: Iguodala has just 8 points in 38 minutes ... and just committed his 5th turnover.
These are the moments of Phil's feel. He has been letting Jordan and Shannon grow by closing games, but this time Phil wanted experience.
Kobe blocks Iverson after coming back in. Fish, who also returned for Farmar, sets up tic-tac-toe passing w/LO for Gasol to be fouled.
Kobe coming back with 6:39 left and 83-76 lead.
Kobe coming out with 82-74 lead and 8:29 to play. We'll see if Iverson can keep it up.
Hot Iverson is in chase-the-ball mode w/teammates, but Dalembert was slow to set pick for him last time. This time, Iguodala went it alone.
Philadelphia writers in a row in front of me all looking at each other like bedazzled fans at latest Kobe hot shot dropping.
Kobe staying on Iverson to start the 4th, even with Farmar on the floor. But Kobe looks a little winded after hounding the little guy.
Kobe switched over to Iverson on his own mid-play when a chance arose ... then stayed on him with Fish benched for Shannon.
I really think Pau missed that last open FT jumper b/c he knew in the back of his mind that Fish was more open to his left for a 3.
Kobe was 2/8 for 4 pts before tweaking left leg. He got bucket and 2 steals right after. We'll see where he ends up.
Brand kicked Kobe's outside of ankle, torque whipping Kobe's leg in. He's walking it off fine during timeout.
Kobe sprained left ankle, it appears
Artest got Iguodala away from rebound with favorite trick: hugging dude's arm during box-out.
Pau ahead of pace for triple-double: 9 points, 5 rebounds, 5 assists with 4 minutes left in 1st half.
Artest was struggling in triangle, but he's 4/5 from field. Phil today told him story of Walt Frazier's Pumas prematurely ending his career.
Phil knows he's in a spot with Kobe drawing 2nd foul 6:00 in. Phil pats Shannon on butt to encourage as he sends him to scorer's table.
Ref Danny Crawford (son Drew is freshman baller at my alma mater, Northwestern University) gets back in transition better than most guards.
Maybe after Phil retires; he finds it easier to stay home. RT @NocBoy: @KevinDing when is training camp coming back to Hawaii?
Will not be announced till All-Star, but Lakers to spend Week 1 of next training camp home -- then Week 2 in Barcelona/London.
I kiddingly asked Andrew if he was now rooting for Amar'e to get traded East for next All-Star, but Yao to return anyway.
Phil to Andrew on not getting All-Star nod: "U avoided that rat race." Andrew, laughing: "Maybe next year."
Gigantic pretzel (like bigger than the plate) is waiting for Kobe in front of his locker here pregame in Philly.
Andre Iguodala in Phi Daily News on Kobe: "He's mentally insane. He dedicates a lot of his brain power to basketball."
RT @LarryCoon: Rough estimate, Kobe has earned $7,317 per minute. McGrady $268,224 per minute. RT @raffephoto: Kobe best check collector
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FIC: Lost Without You [1/2]
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- Lost Without You
by Nancy Lorenz.
E-mail: tosh@...
Rating: PG - 13
Archive: Indeed, go for it. Just mail me.
Classification: Rogue POV L/R Angst Action/Adventure Major USTage
Series: None
Spoilers: The Movie
Synopsis: Rogue comes into her own when she takes a stand.
Disclaimer: All characters copyright Marvel and Fox. Lucky Fox. Marvel
don't deserve them. They deserve to be kicked in the NUTS!
Feedback: Feed the Monkey, it'll dance the tango for a dime.
Author's Note: This isn't Beta Read yet.
Thank You to: Gowdie, Molly, and all those people that promised to give me
feedback on the story but never actually got back to me in time. Sorry girls,
impatient. Time is money. Or something like that anyway.
Dedication: To my darling cat, Xena. You were gone from me for a whole day,
and I went crazy without you. Your sweetness, vivacity, spirit and love
me. I know you're 'just a cat', but to me, you make my world. I love you
And to Rat-Cat. I'm so sorry I couldn't help you, I did the best I could. I
you're happier in heaven, sweety-pie. Your friend, Nacey.
~ means Charles Xavier's Supertravelling Low Cost Phonecall Thoughts [tm]
/ means Rogue's inefficient but serving personal thoughts [not tm]
You know, being a student here at the School for the Gifted, and watching him go
out on mission after mission to return very much unscathed, I took it granted
that he returned at the end of them. I didn't go on them, so I never knew the
danger. I'd seen other X-Men hurt, but not him. Not Wolverine. He would
look messed up, his hair spiky in all the wrong places, and his leather suit
shredded worse that a Whitehouse legal document, but his flesh would be whole.
No matter how tired he looked, I felt safety in that.
It wasn't till the day I went on my first mission of my own that I realised how
much danger he went through all the time. It was like the Statue of Liberty all
over again, but I remained strong. I gripped my fists inside thick leather
gloves, keeping the tail, listening for Cyclops, following the plan. I belted
the ass I was supposed to belt, and played the part of fierce sassy Rogue to a
T. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see they were all proud.
I had to be strong though, because I couldn't be scared anymore. There was
being scared, and dying, or being strong, and battling. I liked battling, it
was something new for me, and it made sense. More sense than being scared ever
did to me.
Maybe I gained that from the Logan inside, then again I couldn't blame my Inner
Logan for everything I did that seemed to be unhealthy. That's not fair on
Logan, and not fair on me. Those around me don't give me too much credit. The
second I'm strong, they nod and agree that the Logan inside is making himself
known. It was just the Inner Marie, truth be told.
No amount of inner strength was going to aid me this time. Xavier had picked
those for this mission, and I wasn't one of those included. It was for no other
reason that despite my invulnerability, I was injured recently in something as
stupid as a car accident. Failed brakes. My leg was reknitting itself faster
than your regular person's leg, but I was still limping, ergo - I wasn't to go.
It sounded dangerous, the kind of mission Logan just loved. It was the first
time in ages that I stayed behind as he'd gone. It was different this time, so
different. Back then, I'd let myself accept that he'd be fine, and I was blind
to what was really going on.
Witnessing the hardships the X-Men battled first-hand, suddenly waiting seemed
I had no choice as I sat in my room, feeling the deep rumble of the X-Jet's
engines shake the floorboards, not needing to look out the window to see the
flash of light created from them speeding off towards their goals.
The first hour I spent reading, trying not to think about Logan.
It's the strangest thing, reading to keep yourself from thinking. It's like
all your brain shuts down, and all there is are these words, that book. That
book is your world, and the moment you draw away from it you feel a dull ache -
that's reality - so you throw yourself into fantasy again. Just for a little
while longer, just to escape the hurt.
Why I was hurting eluded me. Worrying was never in my nature, because I was
always one for action. No point whining and fretting when there's things to be
done, that sort of thing. But as I sat in my room, immersing myself in a
random Star Wars novel, my stomach churned. My cheeks burned. My head felt
slightly light.
Worry was wrapping me up.
The second hour I spent sitting with Jubilee in the rec room, watching the
X-Files. It proved to be a little more painful than I realised it would be. It
was a repeated episode, and Scully was wandering about, eyes large and watery,
her heart aching for her lost partner. Of course, Logan wasn't lost. He was
just on a mission, and he was fine, just fine.
My heart wouldn't believe that, no matter how many times my brain repeated it.
The third hour to the fifth hour I spent outside on the lawn. I took out a
blanket, pillow, dragged one of the deck-chairs from the patio out and with a
beer and a cigar, I just gazed at the stars. How one could spend two hours in
the middle of the night puzzles me to this day, but that I did. Somehow the
sky, the stars - it cooled the burning sickness in my heart. My stomach always
twisted, turned, threatening to empty itself. In the past hours, I didn't eat
anything. Eating wasn't an option. Living wasn't an option till Logan
returned to me.
So I thought back to all the times I treasured with him, and after the years
together that had been many, and how wonderful he was to me, how different. I
comforted in the fact he was strong. Logan was strong.
I lamented the dedication to our cause, the dedication that seemed to make us
miss the fact that we needed each other so badly. I wouldn't say it stopped us
from ever being more than the closest of friends, because we're more than
friends could ever be. We do not share a bed, or lovers' caresses, so perhaps
being in love would be an exaggeration. Either way, he meant more to me than
anything. I took comfort in that too.
Halfway through the sixth hour, the X-Jet returned, and I ran down to the lower
levels to make sure everyone, especially Logan, was okay.
Leather-clad body after leather-clad body filed out down the gang-way, and I
gently shoved them aside, eyes searching always. I barely heard Jean's voice
behind me as I limped up inside, seeing the dark steely belly of the metal bird
completely empty. I span about, my eyes stopping on each person in the hanger.
Brown hair, steely visor... Scott. Blue fur, kind face... Hank. Red eyes,
chiselled features... Gambit. Red hair, pragmatic ruddy hazel eyes... Jean.
Black hair, impish face... Morph.
My hands shook violently as I glanced from face to face.
"Where is he?"
The words were sharp, demanding. Jean glanced to Cyclops, eyes red-rimmed and
My body stormed forward, the most part of my spirit curled in a ball, too scared
to hear what she had to say. Perhaps it was my Inner Logan wanting to know his
Outer self's fate that moved me, I don't know, but hands grabbed Jean's
shoulders and I glared at her colder than Bobby's sweaty palm.
"Where. Is. He?!"
"Rogue - he-"
"He's missing," Cyclops said shortly, his face a mask behind the visor,
"Sentinels came in all around. There were too many of them."
I grit my teeth, hands still at Jean's shoulders. I glared at her, and she
nodded in affirmative.
"D'you think he's dead?"
Again, that silence. A woeful, dank, terrible silence. I glare at them all.
"There is a good chance he is alive," Hank said, "We were surrounded by too many
of them, we were in peril. To stay would have been suicide."
I didn't understand. It didn't make sense. When people were hurt, or in
trouble - you helped them right? Right?!
"You didn't try to save him?" I breathed, looking at them like they were
heartless bastards - in that moment that's all I saw them as.
"It wasn't an acceptable situation, Rogue," Cyclops said, "He threw himself into
that mass of Sentinels, despite orders, and we had to get out of there. No
point wiping out the core team members because of one person's inability to
"You coward!" I hissed, "You yellow-bellied shit-eating coward! You let him
Jean sighed, "We don't know if he's dead. In fact the last time we saw him he
was battling away without a care in the world. It's just we don't know where he
is now, and we couldn't stick around to find out. Like Scott said, we can't
risk the greater good for Wolverine's personal vendettas."
I blinked with incomprehension, "Personal WHAT?!"
Gambit turned away for a moment, and then looking back to me he shrugged.
"Petite, de Wolverine be findin' out de spineless worm dat be makin' dese big
robot guys is Monsieur Trask."
My throat tightened instantly. "They.... Trask?!"
It had been both devastating and relieving to Logan, discovering that one of the
men that developed his adamantium skeletal implants was not only one of the
foremost scientists in NASA, not only constructed the huge Sentinels - robot
gargantuans set to patrol the streets and rid them of miscreant mutants out to
disrupt society - but was also very much alive and well at the Sentinel's Home
Apparently he decided to go seek out the master of cybernetics himself.
I could only stand there in dull shock, rage and impatience shuddering my
limbs. I blinked slowly, barely registering Scott squeezing my shoulder,
speaking softly.
"I'm sorry Rogue," he said, "It was out of our control."
I narrowed my eyes at him. He was soft. Tender. Responsible.
All the things Logan wasn't, and I hated him for it.
Without a word I strode past him, to the lift, to the above-ground levels, up
the wooden stairway, to my bedroom. These things all flashed by as I moved
without thinking, moved without feeling. I felt as an automaton, as lost and as
blind. I couldn't say Logan was dead - I would not believe that. So my body
and soul couldn't mourn.
But he wasn't here in my arms - so I couldn't feel safe.
I was in limbo, an aching painful clutch of existence next to the precipice of
grief, and the relative safety of relief. It was pure hell on earth, where
time crawled, where a moment's relief in agony was met with swaths of guilt,
where true lasting relief was something one would dream of, thirsting for it,
needing it.
The five hours I spent this night were nothing compared to the waiting that
The first day I spent being busy. Never a moment to rest, rush rush rush.
Despite feeling incredibly ill with worry, despite never taking a moment to eat,
I puttered about in the glass-house. I played the piano in the music room. I
took time to read the novel I started the day before. I went shopping with
Kitty and Jubilee and spent far too much, but nobody minded because they were
sad for me. I did things for as long as I could, till the thrill of the newness
was gone. And then it would all rush back, and without hesitation or patience I
ran on to the next thing to do.
I tried to outrun the tight heavy knot inside of me that said Logan was gone.
Every now and again I made a trip of the grounds, checking all the places Logan
liked. I spent half an hour in the security office, gazing at black and white
screens and trying to ignore the date on them, saying that it was a day since
Logan had been gone. I just wished the white black-rimmed numbers didn't look
so unforgiving. How they looked couldn't change what was the truth, however.
As I stared at those numbers, there was a light knock at the door of the
security office.
It was a high, almost comedic voice, but laced with worry. I glanced to the
door, body cringing at the sight of the blue-eyed imp who was with them when
they abandoned Logan.
"Whaddaya want?"
He sighed, wringing a hand against his neck, stepping into the room.
"I just wanted to see how you're doing."
"How do you think I'm going?" I bit. Morph practically recoiled at this.
Morph, or Ronald, was not the kind of fellow that took kindly to shitty moods.
He stuck with Bobby and the boys, his talents at wise-cracking and joke-telling
rather popular with them. To be honest, he annoyed the fuck out of me
sometimes, because his laugh was like that of a child in the back of the
classroom that found the crudest of jokes amazingly hilarious, and his habit of
morphing into other people at the slightest provocation was not only
disorientating but highly disturbing. He was a kind soul though, who only
aimed to please, and usually tried a little hard to do so. As irritating as I
found him, my heart softened at his sweet face and his even sweeter soul, that
lived only to make others laugh. Had he not been a metamorphosing mutant in a
world full of mutant-hating people, he'd have made a fine comedian.
It was a mutant-hating world though, and he abandoned my closest friend. I was
in no mood for forgiveness.
"Look, Rogue I- I'm sorry that we left him behind, but he just threw himself
into the fight, ya know?"
I let out a seething snort, "Well why didn't the REST of ya?"
"The battle was lost," he said, sadness in his tone, "Logan went mad!"
I felt the burning of tears at my eyes. "I don't blame him."
"Neither do I," Morph replied, voice too soft, too soothing. I didn't want to
hear it, didn't want to find him likeable.
I rubbed my eyes wearily, holding my face in my hands.
"Look, Morph, is there a reason why you're here?"
"Yeah," he nodded. "I was worried about ya, and I wanted to make sure you're
okay. And - and I wanted to say sorry, that we left him behind."
Those tears were burning spikes in my eyes, blurring the world behind me. I
stole a glance to him. His large blue eyes were to the brim with regret.
"I... I wish I had a better power than morphing. I wish I was strong and
indestructible like you, cause maybe I could have saved him then. I can't
though... I did the best I could, and it wasn't enough. I hope, sooner or
later, that you can forgive me, cause I consider you a friend Rogue. A very dear
one. It dogs me to know I let ya down. And Logan."
I didn't answer him. I couldn't answer him. If I opened my mouth, looked at
him, I would have burst into tears, the anguish inside me at breaking point. I
kept my stare fixed on the screens in front of me, gripping my gloved hands
together tightly, trying to stop them from shaking. It only served to make the
rest of me tremble.
I felt a hand pat my shoulder, and squeeze briefly.
"I'll see ya round Rogue."
After that encounter, I couldn't stay in the security room for a moment longer,
the room now bathed in the emotion of the moment, every sight and smell in there
waking panic and aching within me.
From the security room, I strolled down the main corridor that lead to Cerebro,
listening to my steps echo off the smooth tiled walls. Not really thinking
about where I was going, I wandered past the briefing room... And stopped.
Voices... three of them. Leaning against the wall, I grew still and listened.
"If he had have just listened to us, we wouldn't be in this mess."
As Scott spoke, my eyes roamed over the muted blue reflection of myself in the
tile across from me, and the way the light made the large blue slab glow
somehow. Where the hell would you find somewhere that sold huge assed tiles
like that anyway? The voice of the Professor replied.
"I know, Scott. I think you also know that there isn't much point in wallowing
in events that cannot be changed."
"Rogue found out straight away, Professor. You know how shaken up she was...
It's been getting to him," said Jean, her voice echoed in the room.
Well, gee, poor old Scott.
"Back to the plan," said the Professor. "From what we could gather from the
memory bank we acquired from the fallen Sentinel, Logan was a target because he
wasn't registered with the agency and considered a threat. The point in which
the orders changed from destruction to capture aren't clear..."
Oh what did it matter? WHAT did it matter? Why weren't they gathering people
up, getting ready to go get Logan back? I reined in my whirling thoughts,
trying to concentrate on what was being said in the briefing room.
"It's gonna take time to prepare the junior X-Men," Scott said, "Familiarize
them with the schematics of the building, formulate a strategy-"
"How long?"
I could hear an edge of anxiousness in the Professor's voice. Did he know
something? Feel something?
"Three days," Jean replied.
Xavier sighed then, but blood was rushing in my ears, my fists shook wildly, and
I couldn't stand there another minute. My steps slipped to strides, and I found
myself running. I wasn't sure where to, I just had to think, feel a breeze on
my face, move. If I moved, I'd feel sensations, change of scenery, change of
smell and sound. It was enough to keep my mind occupied, to slow the growing
panic and desperation within me.
Three days? Three Goddamned days?!
He could be dead by then, I thought, they could be hurting him - have to go
there now... now...
I walked the long main corridor of the dormitory wing, my heels striking
polished wood. What could I do? What could I do?
As I stalked the wood-panelled hall, the soft padding gallop of 'my' cat Ginseng
caught up to me, furred body twisting around my feet. As the cat purred and
meowed at me, I felt a blinding grief inside me that drowned me.
Despite the cat having the name of healing herbal tea, and despite the cat being
a gift to me, it was known throughout the mansion that the cat chose Logan, and
Logan called it "Shit-head". Everyone else called it "Ginny".
"Hey Gin-Gin," I muttered mindlessly, pulling the cat up to my chest, burying my
lips in the fur on top of his head. The grey fur was soft, warm, and I revelled
in the silky sensation of my lips against it.
For one brief moment I was distracted by the cat in my arms, in the cuddle it
gave me, stretchy limber fur covered limbs reaching for my shoulders. It
almost made me forget that Ginseng loved Logan best, and slept on the foot of
his bed. Almost.
Behind all that a wild panic raged, and I couldn't keep still. Pacing in the
corridor swiftly, I hugged Ginseng, not being able to cry, but feeling the ache
in my throat, the cruel unstoppable hope in my heart, and the rush of knowing
that they weren't going to help him. Not in time, not like that. The cat grew
tired of our embrace, and leapt from my arms. Galloping down the hall, the
cat's tail writhed airily. After a few yards the cat stopped, turned around,
and blinked at me.
Yes, meow. I followed her, like I felt she wanted me to, and after a few steps
I realised where she wanted to go. It was the one place she was bound to not
have had access to for a good twenty-four hours. Seeing as she practically
lived in that room, that must have disrupted her terribly.
With a wiggle of her back end and a loving purring meow to me, she stopped at
Logan's door.
My throat grew tight, pain seizing it, tears rimming my eyes.
"Ah'm-" I choked, pulling back a sob, "I'm sorry baby... Daddy ain't home."
She paced back and forth in front of the door, and impatiently she leapt up
against the frame, stretching her claws.
Taking short, shaking steps forward, I reached towards the door, opening it.
The light from the hall fell inside the room that was dark and windowless. I
stepped inside, following little Ginseng, and I automatically flicked on the
On my first breath inside the room, I could smell him vividly. Under the smoke,
the light cologne, there was something else, something of flesh and body. That
scent was pure Logan. On the isolation of that smell the tears in my eyes
spilled over, making everything a blur.
I remembered the day I got Ginseng, walking through the shops in the mall,
seeing the little bundle of fur studded with large glassy blue eyes pacing back
and forth in her glass cage, the little animal rearing on her back legs and
leaning against the glass, meowing pitifully at Logan.
Logan's jaw tensed, and he glared at me. It's as if he saw the look of
understanding that flickered in my eyes, the kindred spirit I sensed in the cage
before me. She liked Logan. I liked Logan. I could see the cat and I had a
future together.
"I don't think you should get that cat..."
"Excuse me?" I said, calling over the sales lady, "I'd like this kitten,
please. How much is it?"
"Twenty five dollars, she's had all her shots and you get a discount on her
first collar."
"Rogue, are you listening to me?"
I blinked at him. His features were firm, and I knew I was pissing him off.
"You know we don't live in our own house."
"Honestly, Logan, there are a bunch of big stupid horses there - what's one
little kitty? I know a kid in the other wing has a hamster."
"Hamster is one thing - a cat is different, and you know it."
It was as if something greater than what I knew ordained that I should have this
cat. Not only did she love me to bits (the first thing she did when I pulled
her from the cage was to lay her arms around my neck and snuggle to my scarf),
but her name just fell in my lap.
"Don't forget we promised Ro we'd pick her up some ginseng tea-"
"Ginseng!" I gasped, and held aloft the cat. I think Logan knew what I was
"Oh no," he shook his head, "You're naming it after *tea*?"
"It's a great name!" I said, "People call cats all sorts of things. Healing
tea... healing cat."
He looked bewildered, "What the hell is the cat healing?"
Pulling the cat up to my face, I snuggled her a little, and realisation dawned
on Logan, his face softening, those usually hard hazel eyes growing translucent
(as they were oft to do in my presence). The fur had been so soft and luxurious
against my lips, and above all, it was a part of a warm, living breathing
animal. It was love, and the animal wasn't scared to give it to me, she never
would be.
He pulled out thirty dollars and slapped it on the counter. "She's getting the
The woman at the counter had seen the disagreement with me and Logan over the
cat. She eyed us with large brown eyes that screamed of kindness and care.
"Not that I'm one to refuse a sale - but are you sure it's okay to have animals
where you live?"
"I'm sure the dude we live with will be cool with it."
I didn't want to go into where I lived, and I was pretty sure Xavier would be
cool with it. Mostly sure. Kind of.
"I don't want to sell an animal to have it end up in a home or put down..."
"Not gonna happen," Logan said firmly, then added, just as firmly, and just as
gruff, "Ginseng would like a pink collar, thank you."
And so entered Ginseng. Since that day, the cat shared my unequalled affection
for Logan yet was faithfully at my side every day, every morning, without fail.
It only took her ten minutes in Logan's room, chewing through his boot laces and
knocking his car keys under the dresser with wide-eyed innocence to earn her
less flattering nick-name. I glanced down to the cat once more. She paced
about, sniffing, looking. She seemed rather dissatisfied, and leaping upon the
bed you could almost see the little thing frowning.
The sound was unhappy, put out. She wanted Logan, it was clear as day.
And dear Christ above - I wanted him too.
With a shuddering breath in, I span about, running from the room, heading for
the one place where I'd feel okay.
Reason's left ya Rogue, I thought to myself, You've gone off the deep end.
Then again I knew what a damned mess these people made of things when I first
ran away from here, I wasn't going to let them fuck up like that with Logan.
Glass, brushed steel, blue tiling. It smelled of polish and chemicals and
technology. My hands shook as I pressed the buttons to open the case, my eyes
glinting at the metallic red cording that ran like veins through the black sleek
leather that awaited me. I always felt cold in here, always, and slipping into
that tight leather binding made me feel better. It also changed me.
Softness melted away to ferocity. Affection slid to camaraderie. Love
dissolved to dedication. Anger dissipated to resolve.
Marie stepped out and Rogue stepped in.
Pulling out the leather, stripping away my clothes without care that I wasn't in
a changing booth, the sobbing frightened pining Marie was shut off, shunned. I
sent her running to hide. My bare hands slipped over the thick shining
leather, heart pounding as action steeled me. In this black encasing, fear had
no place. Grief had no place. I wasn't scared in this skin, I wasn't afraid
or in mourning.
Especially when I zipped the bitch up, grabbed my leather gloves and hauled my
ass out that door.
Deciding to steal the X-Jet (More commonly referred to as the Blackbird by Scott
- it was his shining pride and joy, even more than his bike. That is really
saying something) was one thing. Remembering the code for the keys was
another. If I couldn't remember, I'd have to smash the case that they were held
in, and it'd set off the alarm. I was seriously beginning to consider how fast
I could run to the hanger, when a tune entered my head.
Doo-wa-ditty? Doo-wa-ditty?! What the hell stupid time was it to think of -
The keys had a tone.... Wracking my brain I remembered which key Scott always
started on... 2. Yeah - that was the doo bit. The keys... damn what was
their difference in tone? I silently thanked God for all those years of piano
lessons my mother forced down my throat, and it clicked. Semitone - they were
a semitone apart on each line. Each line was laced with a lifted tone
harmonic. With shaking hands, I pressed two... yes.... then five, eight....
five, six six .... eeeeeenggg what next?! Two... one?
Red lights flashed in the hallway and I growled.
I smashed the case, grabbed the keys and shot down the hall as fast as I could
propel myself. When I arrived at the hangar doors, no amount of my pressing
buttons would get that bitch of a door to open. Crap. I didn't *want* to
destroy Chuck's perfectly good resources, but right at that moment, I didn't see
much of a choice. With a growl rumbling deep in my throat, I made a running
jump at the reinforced steel door, my brain still singing Doo-Wa-Ditty.
It only dented. It was a fair dent, but dent enough. I made another running
jump, this time with my arm out straight.
Doo wa ditty, ditty dum ditty doo.
There was a twisting wrenching noise, and I couldn't help but be amused at the
vaguely Rogue-shaped dent in the door. Nearly there. I had images of the
jedi Qui-Gon Jinn at work with his saber in The Phantom Menace as I sank my arm
deep into the dent, ergo deep into the door, twisting and pushing the steel like
With a final yank of my arms, I ripped the steel apart. For a moment, perhaps
it was my imagination, the red lights and klaxons seemed a little more
"Hanger door breached. Hanger door breached."
The voice was even, cool, female. Yeah, I thought, you tell them all about
your breached fucking door whilst I run off with a nice airplane.
The keys granted me access to the jet itself, and thankfully Cyke had been
oh-so-dedicated in teaching me all he knew about this little puppy. Birdy.
Whatever. The problem was, the other hanger door - the hangar door to the
outside world - was probably sealed in the emergency.
Ohhhh crap.
It was then when black leather clad figures came streaming out of the ripped
open door. They popped out like ants from their nests. Cyke, Jean, Storm....
aah, Beast, Gambit. All my good buddies. Jubilee would have probably been
there too if she wasn't away on training vacation. Jamming in the strangely
shaped keys and slamming the engines into action, the X-Men outside staggered
back, guarding their eyes from the blasts of fire.
The com-link in the hangar blasted to life, and looking at the monitor showing
me the action outside, I saw Cyclops shouting into the console at the hangar
"Open the doors, Cyke."
"No can do Rogue."
I took a long breath in, angling the ship up. "Then I'll just have to make a
nice Blackbird shaped hole in the roof."
"Rogue - this isn't the way to deal with this!"
I laughed. It was a hollow sound.
"And abandoning someone is? Sure. Well you deal in your way, and I'll deal in
mine. Open. The. Fucking. Door."
"Okaaaay." I took a decisive sniffle in. "Ah'm gonna count to five."
"And then what Rogue? You're gonna blast your way out?"
I grinned as I altered the direction of the jets, releasing the braking
thrusters and getting prepared to make my escape.
"Ya know, shoogs, that's a fine idea!"
The whole jet shook on it's struts, but the doors remained tightly shut.
"Ah mean it, Cyke. Don't think I'm joshin' ya."
There was a tense silence over the com, and I thought that maybe I really
*would* have to blast through the roof.
"Okay." I pressed my lips together and released the last of the braking
thrusters. "If I die, it's for Logan."
That did it. I saw Cyclops scrambling for the keypad on the console in the
doorframe, Jean turning around and glaring at him. The doors slid open,
achingly slow, and the released braking thruster stopped the Blackbird's
downward momentum, hurtling it up and onward. The door rushed toward the front
window, and I thought there would be a Blackbird and Rogue Supreme splattered
against the inside of the hangar. Cyclops must a' done some of his fancy
finger dancin' cause the doors rolled open a little faster then.
There was a painful crunch that shook the jet as one wing tipped the opening
door, but the jet made it free.
I wish I could have flown myself, just floated off into the night, but that was
like running a marathon for me. My endurance was wonderful, but I wanted to
have as much energy as possible when I got the Sentinel headquarters.
Ohh, 'Monsieur' Trask was gonna get a visitor.
Thankfully the flight logs in Blackbird's computers showed me where I needed to
go. I congratulated myself on sitting in on the pre-mission meetings. Since I
was left at home I didn't have to, but I wanted to. I wanted to know what they
were sending my friends into.
I hissed a breath through my teeth and clutched my leg. All that action had my
reknitting fibia throbbing, but I ignored it, accessing that deeply rooted
aspect of Logan's mind that lived within my own, using his strength, utilizing
his relaxation techniques. My whole body was buzzing with adrenaline, but
inside I was calm. Calm like small ponds, like pretty leaves catching the sun
on a windless day. My mind just plotted carefully each step along the way,
counting where Cyclops and the gang went wrong, where I would go right.
I wouldn't let those Sentinel bastards live if I had anything to do with it.
Unlike the rest of them, I actually had the strength to carry that mental threat
~What are you doing?~
I giggled then. Chucky, Chucky, Chucky. He could conceivably turn me around,
make me think something else, make me stop this. Maybe he forgot all those
meditation lessons, those mind control sessions. I was no Xavier, but I could
put up a good fight.
~Rogue, why are you doing this?~
"Don't play dumb, Chuck baby," I drawled, working at the controls. "I think
it's blatantly obvious."
~We're preparing a rescue mission, Rogue, you don't need to do this.~
"A good part of that 'we' left him behind," I said. "Sorry - you lot had your
chance. My turn now."
~Your leg...~
"Will heal, but I can fly, remember?"
~I'll not force you to return.~
"Ohhhhh," I groaned, shaking my head, "Don't you try that reverse psychology
crap on me, sugar."
~No ulterior motives, Rogue. I'm deeply worried for your safety. We'll
rescue Logan, but we musn't act irrationally. I'd hate to lose you.~
I sighed, blowing the air through my cheeks. He was too sweet, but also too
clever. I grit my teeth, staying on course.
"Now now," I said, "Enough o' that irrational crap. I been thinkin' this out
good and proper like a real X-Man!"
~Wouldn't you prefer to have some back-up?~
The jet was fast as a greased eel, and I could see the huge looming Sentinel
building in the distance. For some reason, I didn't feel that Chuck was too
worried. In fact, if I knew any better, he was testin' the waters here.
Either way, it wasn't important. I wasn't waiting anymore, and I wasn't gonna
pine in darkness.
Logan needed me, and I wasn't gonna let him down.
A driving biting pain propelled me. If it had words, they would be 'Find him,
find him, must find him, must know. Must know if he's dead. If he's alive. If
he's in one piece. If he's dust. If he's mangled body. If he's fighting. If
he's restrained.'
A thousand scenarios battled through my mind.
~The others will follow you, Rogue.~
I grit my teeth determinately. "Sure they will. You just make sure they keep
outta mah hair."
The Sentinel's Home Base was heavily guarded, and honestly I expected nothing
less. Huge floodlights swung to and fro into the deeply blue night sky, and the
odd helicopter hovered past, scanning the ground with it's own spotlight. I
set the Blackbird down at some distance, and made the rest of the way on foot.
Seeing as this was about a fair mile of road surrounded by National Park (how
convenient!) and neatly barb-wired fences, it was a surreal walk.
My second skin of black leather helped conceal me beautifully as I approached
the building. It occurred to me that damn it all - Chuck was right. This
would have been easier with a team behind me to distract people.
Oh well, I'd have to make do. I thought on what I had on my side. Sheer
brutal strength, invulnerability to damage, flight - and if worst came to worst,
my skin.
After killing Carol Danvers (that homicidal blonde bitch), I never used it
again. A light breeze whipped up, fluttering my hair away from my face. I
liked breezes, they were like touches. Almost.
I approached a boundary wall. It was thick stone, the wide tops crowned with
barbed wire. Floating up some, I took a close look at the wire. There was
electrically charged fencing wound through the razor wire. Well well well.
Thankfully, I could float right over it. I curled up, waiting for the next
sweep of a floodlight to pass me by. I didn't want to be caught out like a
James Bond intro. Like a shadow I slipped over the wall, sinking into the
darkness, watching as guards paced back and forth, bristling with guns and
armoury. There was a front entrance, and there seemed to be some fire doors.
I hid in the shadows for some time, watching the main thoroughfare of the base.
Government vans and personnel teemed from the main gate, vans coming and going,
probably loaded with supplies. It was when a huge unmarked truck rolled into
the main gate that I approached slowly, listening keenly, wishing I had Logan's
A guard and the driver stepped aside, the guard poring over a clipboard and
pointing to the truck. One guard climbed in, and then a large wooden crate
edged it's way out of the truck.
Sticking to the shadows, I floated towards the truck. I turned the corner of
it, planning to roll up the canvas edge and slip inside, but I nearly strolled
right into a guard. The man turned around, and his eyes flashed - mouth
opened! He was going to shout!
With a swift back hand that would fell an elephant, I knocked the poor bastard
unconscious. Before he could clatter to the floor with all that weaponry I
caught him, laying him on the floor gently like a baby.
"Nighty night, shoogs."
I slipped inside the van, eyeing the crates. Good one Rogue, I thought, How
the hell are you going to get inside of those?
It was a problem, as they were nailed shut. I tip-toed about, eyeing the
different crates. Peeling back a tarpaulin, I kept a gleeful shout to myself.
It was a huge trolley to the brim with small boxes. Sentinel parts, no doubt.
Maybe their big beady eyes or sommin'. I shoved a few of the boxes out of the
way, pulled them back, slowly sinking in the box as the men fussed at the very
back of the truck loudly, slamming and thumping. Obviously Sentinel parts
weren't required to be carefully handled.
After burying myself in the boxes, I lay deathly still. Logan had taught me a
lot over the years, and one of them was the art of hiding. What he never taught
me was how to stop myself from needin' a pee. Damn it!! Even when I was a kid,
I'd need to go to the little girl's room when I found the perfect hiding spot
and was required to keep absolutely still.
Of course, I did sit still, and the urge to pee passed. I wasn't sure how long
I sat there, listening keenly to what the guys were shouting. Mostly
directions, like 'Over here Ted', and 'Watch your feet with this one Rodney'.
The unloading adventures of Ted and Rodney didn't make for fascinating
listening, and I wondered how the hell they managed to get into the army with
names like that. One new voice proved more informative.
"Rod - get that load of servos to second storehouse, will ya?"
When I heard Rod shout an okay, and my hiding place shook around me. Ahhh, I
was lying in a bed of servos. Not exactly poetic, but very useful.
I don't know how long I was lying amongst boxes, feeling everything shudder and
wriggle around me. As I felt my direction change, and the vibration of asphalt
under the wheels, I heard a rumbling. It was distant, distinct. Like thunder.
Well, the Professor was right. They would follow me, and perhaps that wasn't
such a bad thing. Whilst all these government gooks were busy with my pals, I
could make a clean break after snatchin' up Logan.
A tilting followed the shuddering, and I realised they were wheeling me up a
ramp. Perhaps I was getting in one of those side entrances. I didn't see any
warehouses in my scouting of the area, so hopefully I was being put into the
main complex.
I waited again, waiting waiting, till the sounds of shifting and moving and
speaking faded. It was just as I was going to steal free of the servo tomb that
I heard it - what Marvin the Martian once described as an, 'An earth shattering
I didn't wait to find out what it was, even though I knew what it meant. I
burst from the box, and with a quick scope of my surroundings, I realised I was
in huge white room lined with more electronic gizmos and crates and trolleys
than I thought I'd ever see in my life. There were double doors at the end of
the hall, and in the small circular windows in them, I could see guards running
back and forth. I crouched, creeping to the door, and as I edged the
spring-loaded doors open a fraction, I could smell gun oil and smoke in the air.
There was also a distinctive whiff of kerosene. That clinched it for me...
The X-Men had definitely arrived, and Johnny had to be with them.
I watched the guards running around madly, and with the white inside of the
building, my leather garb was useless. Crouching down, I waited for the vaguely
right sized guard to run along, and with a shooting out of my arm into the
hallway, I picked him like a prize peach, dragging him into the store room.
He was about to shout, but I covered his mouth with a leather gloved hand.
"Aww," I tilted my head, "You wouldn't give a girl away would ya?"
His eyes flashed with fear, and that was my answer.
"Yes, yes you would. Now, you can be quiet whilst I relieve you of your
uniform, or you can threaten to scream and kick and I'll thwap your pretty mug
He whimpered and glared at me.
"Is that your final answer?"
He shouted and kicked ineffectually: I had him by his torso, and his legs were
dangling away from me harmlessly. I sighed, pulling back my hand.
"Such a pity it's always the pretty ones."
I let my hand swing, and with a crack it impacted on his face, his jaw probably
breaking, and he spun in a staggered circle before collapsing on the floor.
With swift speed I pulled off his clothes, boots, hat, and I dragged the
tighty-whitey totin' body around some boxes, hiding him nicely there. I got
changed, but holding my uniform, I knew I couldn't just throw it to the
wayside. The last thing the X-Men needed was firm evidence that we'd breached
federal security.
I swore under my breath. I couldn't just carry it around... It was thick
leather too, bulky. Wouldn't be practical to conceal on my body.
It was certainly a problem. The number of guards running by was decreasing, no
doubt the most of them going into battle with my friends. Piling my hair on
top of my head and pulling the khaki army hat over the top of it, I grabbed the
uniform and dared my way out into the corridor.
It was at this point I realised I didn't know where the hell Logan was supposed
to be. Pressing my lips together in deep thought, I stood in the hallway,
"Hey you!"
I turned, trying to keep calm.
Lifelong member of PETS:
People for the Ethical Treatment of Scott [Summers]
"If Logan & Rogue were supposed to be sibling-like,
then Hugh and Anna didn't get the friggin' memo..."
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Pacquiao Sued By Accountants for $649k -- We SAVED Him from Getting Beat Up
|4 years ago
|class of '10 - away - #1
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Manny Pacquiao's former accountants claim they've discovered the boxer's BIGGEST WEAKNESS ... he sucks at paying his taxes ... this according to a new lawsuit obtained by TMZ.
The number crunchers claim they were called in to save PacMan's a.ss last year ... because, according to the suit, Manny's tax issues "seriously affected [his] ability to f!ght."
The accountants claim they straightened out his money problems -- and even let Pacquiao borrow some cash -- but Manny never paid the them back and totally ignored the bill.
Now the pencil pushers are suing for their jack -- $649,016.95.
Calls to Manny's people have not been returned.
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|4 years ago
|class of '05 - away - #5
Bob Arum milking this n*gga dry like Don King milked Tyson dry..
Sad that Manny has such a good heart from what I hear, but people will only take advantage of that.. Remember when I was watching 24/7 and Manny had like 10 filipino's living in his house eating free and leaching off him..
|4 years ago
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|4 years ago
|class of '07 - away - #19
And for the record if this f!ght goes down my money is on Floyd...I like Manny as a f!ghter and person, but I just can't see him beating Floyd with that superior defensive skill set. Just wanted to put that out there before you Money Team groupies start throwing shots.
|4 years ago
|class of '05 - away - #20
One thing we do know, Manny is not getting money like Floyd.. A large cut of manny's money goes to arum, and roach is an expensive trainer.. Hell Floyd probably not even paying half the amount of what Manny probably pays to roach.. We see how Roger Mayweather living..
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Even Americans who are getting close to retirement age seem to be struggling when it comes to planning their financial future. The survey shows that more than a quarter of the respondents age 50 to 64 have yet to start saving for retirement.
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It's hard to prioritize retirement savings when you live paycheck to paycheck, and that's unfortunately the biggest obstacle for a large part of the population, says Brian Plain, a CFP professional in Oak Park, Illinois.
"I think a lot of people want to save, but they keep waiting for the right time," he says. "They'll say things like, 'When I get my next raise I'll start saving.'"
Procrastination certainly contributes to the problem. But another issue is many people don't have access to a workplace retirement savings plan, McBride says.
If your employer doesn't offer a savings plan such as a 401(k), don't let that keep you from saving. Consider an individual retirement account, or IRA, as an option, he adds.
"You can start with automatic monthly contributions from your checking account," McBride says.
Another reason many people don't save for retirement is sometimes they are in denial about what their financial needs will be as they age.
"I have had people tell me that they love their job and intend to work until they drop, thus there is no need for them to save," says Gail Cunningham, spokeswoman for the National Foundation for Credit Counseling. "However, these people are not considering the potential of a job loss or medical issue that prevents them from working."
The Silver Lining
While some people aren't even close to being ready for retirement, others say they have been saving since a young age, Bankrate's survey shows.
About 10% of the respondents in the survey say they started saving for retirement in their teens.
That's a "pleasant surprise," Cunningham says. About 23% say they started saving in their 20s and 14% in their 30s.
The study was conducted by Princeton Survey Research Associates International and included answers from 1,003 adults in the U.S.
When to Start Saving
The earlier you start saving, the easier it will be to build your nest egg.
"The younger you are, the more of an ally time becomes," McBride says. "The power of compounding is most evident over long periods of time, and having a longer period of time for your retirement savings to grow and compound makes today's contributions much more impactful."
Watch Greg McBride's analysis of the poll results.
For example, if you start putting aside as little as $100 per month in an IRA savings account when you are 20 years old, you'll have nearly $367,000 by the time you reach 65, according to Bankrate's IRA savings calculator. (The calculation assumes a 7% annual return pre-retirement and 4% in retirement.)
That translates to a little more than $1,700 per month before inflation. If you consider 3% annual inflation, you would receive the equivalent of $459 per month in income. That's clearly not enough to retire, but it's better than nothing.
Now, say you don't start saving until you are 40, and when you finally begin, all you can save is $100 per month. By the time you turn 65, you'll have a little more than $81,000 in savings, which translates to a mere $184 per month in income.
"Time is money's best friend," Cunningham says. "Therefore, people should realize that the retirement decisions they make today have a large impact on their tomorrow."
Make Sacrifices Now to Enjoy Later
Even if you think you can't afford saving for retirement now, consider making small lifestyle changes and sacrifices to set some money aside for the future, Plain says.
"People need to look at their own situation instead of trying to compare their situation to other people," he says. "Just do the best that you can. Consider finding some extra income source or cutting expenses. Start with the end goals in mind. Ask yourself, 'What is my lifestyle now and what do I want it to be in the future?'"
Copyright 2014, Bankrate Inc.


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