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Konbanwa! Hisashiburi desu ne? Haha... osoku natte gomen'nasai!
Oh my god… I am tired… Soooo tired… Haven't really slept in two days... Hellish work…*sigh* Aaah nettai! (T_T)
Alright! Let's move on before I faint! XD
Warning: Angst, loooong chappie
Disclaimer: Watashi no mono janaidesu!
Gen no CD to hon o kattekudasai! XD
Italics- Iason's and Riki's thoughts, and emphasis :)
Chapter 15 Revelations
"Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you mad."
Aldous Huxley
It was only to be expected that Jupiter would summon him. The digital ruler of Amoi hadn't approved of his move to have Riki move to Apatia, let alone work for Katze. He sighed as the panel in front of him flashed to display the summons, and he nodded, passing on his acquiescence. And immediately set off to fulfill her order.
How would he explain it this time? What would he tell her?
He smiled. His view of Jupiter had transformed since that time when the computer had found out about his feelings for Riki. That impeccably human voice had changed forever, the thoughts and feelings he held for his creator. If before he had felt a sense of duty, and slight annoyance at the computer's orders, now it was more a liking and understanding of its abilities and efficiency.
Abilities... Iason's eyes widened as the thought dawned upon him. He had been so engrossed in his misery that he hadn't even thought about it.
If there was anyone on Amoi who could reason out a possible explanation and pin-point Riki's location using the available information, it was Jupiter. She would know. She would definitely know.
He entered the room and bowed.
"Do you see the consequence of your action?" he heard in his mind, a direct sharp question.
Iason just bowed his head.
"And you understand why there are rules and why it is not allowed to break them?"
Iason nodded.
"Then you will restrain yourselves from making these foolhardy choices and defending them in the future?"
Iason looked up, his eyes defiant and cold. The being on the platform frowned as he sat down on the chair that had materialized before him, holding the same gaze. Jupiter transformed itself and leaned in close to touch him.
"Answer me, Iason Mink."
Iason smirked, his mental guards blocking her every attempt.
"You already know what I feel. You know what my answer will be." he answered coolly.
"Which is why, I want you to think again before you put it forth to me. You cannot make a mistake again. You have been warned, Iason. I gave you a last chance."
"So you did." said the Blondie, smiling mysteriously.
"Do not tell me, you are going after him?"
Iason's smile widened.
"Foolish!" shouted the computer in its female voice.
"If not for the sake of retrieving my pet, I would go for the sake of my injured pride. It is a vendetta, as valid as any." he answered.
"And you would accept it if I ordered that your pet be confiscated if you retrieve him."
Iason sat silent. He had to withstand these threats, because he needed information from Jupiter.
"His ring's tracer does not respond. He doesn't answer my calls. He has been missing for about 8 hours. I-"
Iason looked at the artificial being with a steady gaze. He wasn't about to be intimidated now.
"I need to know where he is. I-"
"If you came here expecting that I would help you, then you are mistaken, Iason Mink... I can have you trapped here in this room if I wished. I can prevent you from ever leaving these premises."
"You can. Perhaps you must." said a smiling Blondie, tired, apparently powerless. He wanted to try and invoke her mercy if possible. Anything, if it would help him see his Riki one more time.
"Do you see what you are like now, Iason?" she asked aloud, softening her tone as he had expected, placing both her arms on his shoulders. "Do you think I created you to see this day? Do you think I gain any amount of profit looking at you behave like this?"
Iason tried one last time.
"Would you tell me where he is?"
The computer frowned once again. Iason was surprised that it looked almost as if Jupiter was sad. But, regardless, he couldn't let this go. He couldn't let his Riki go. Not like this.
"No." muttered the soft voice in his mind.
"Then there is nothing more to discuss." He said coldly as he stood up, feeling, quite inexplicably, as if this would perhaps be the last time he communed with her like this, and waved a dismissing hand through the computer's form, bowed ceremonially and silently left.
As Jupiter returned to her platform, she analyzed the meager data she had managed to collect from her favorite son. The way Iason had answered her questions worried her. There was a distinct indifference in his tone that irritated her. Iason's interest had seemed present only when the issue of his pet had been brought up. As if all of Amoi had no significance beside his microscopic issue. As annoyed as she was, Jupiter understood his position. She wasn't programmed to feel emotions, yet she had evolved on her own; evolved to such an extent that she could almost feel the electrical impulses of pain and confusion course through her system and her memory at just a glance of the Blondie's vitals.
It was indubitably plain to her. Iason was going through a stage of evolution. And she could easily pin point the source and cause of such an evolution in Iason. He wasn't a complete machine. He was, however great his abilities, still partly human. If anything, she had created Blondies the way they were because she hadn't wanted them to be stagnant as she was when it came to various things. And she had been nothing but kind and merciful, when she had formulated the laws. Those laws were neither just lines written down without proper research, nor some strict disciplinary orders enforced just in order to be acknowledged a dictator. But it hadn't been her intention that such a transformation should take place in Iason.
True. An evolution wasn't always bad. But the way Iason seemed to have assimilated the changes had her worried. If his vitals were any indication, the Blondie was far worse off with the changes than he had been without, and that fact was one of great concern. While the Blondie had grown unusually soft and attached, there were also contra-indications that puzzled her. Iason's mental quotients were sky-high, the highest she had ever seen in a non-machine entity. It was no wonder that the Blondie had been able to resist the most powerful of her advances into his mind. He would perhaps even be able to resist her core energies, if she used them on him. That was a sure advantage indeed, but was it good? The answer would be no. If it kept like that, she would no longer be able to read her son. And that was dangerous.
And then there was the case of the mongrel pet; the physical source of all her problems. She closed her eyes as the components of her form positioned themselves. The ruler of Amoi settled on the pedestal, spreading her arms apart and her face turned up, in a regal posture, as she resumed her work, her face still frowning. If unchecked, this would not bode well at all.
Iason had been sitting in the great hall of his penthouse, calling the phone Riki would have to carry for work, every few moment. Ten whole hours had passed since Riki had last been seen. He was in agony. So much could have happened in that time. The look of intense worry on the Blondie's face caused quite some concern to the visitor, who approached him and sat beside.
"Is there some sort of trouble?"
"No. Not really."
Raoul looked down and sighed. He was not foolish enough to not know. He had investigated the concern closely when he had received an intimation of Jupiter's intent, ordering him to prepare himself and his staff, should the worst happen. And then, he had decided to have a word with his friend.
"It is very seldom that you've such a concerned look on your face."
Iason snickered.
"Seems like you were called out by Jupiter..."
When there was no response, Raoul continued. "It's between us. So I'll come right out and say it. Rule breaking, in its own way, should have its own tacit rules. Unless you start facing facts you'll get everyone's back up. No one's going to trust you anymore."
"You mean keeping Riki in Apatia?"
Raoul scoffed. That hardly even encompassed a quarter of what Raoul meant to point out. Everything, with any connection to Riki, was his target. He corrected Iason's statement.
"When the Syndicate's boss loses his charisma, it's the end. A scandal with a pet, a mongrel pet at that, is the lowest of the low."
"That having me with you is a blemish to your name?"
Iason snickered. "He said the said the same thing too."
Raoul's eyebrows furrowed as he contemplated it. Even the mongrel understood! Why wasn't it getting through his friend's thick skull?
Iason looked at Raoul's expression and smirked, understanding its meaning.
"I have already told you how I feel, Raoul."
Raoul could hardly restrain his anger anymore. It was unnatural and an abomination for a Blondie to say such things. He hissed between clenched teeth, steeling himself to deliver the bitter truth from his perspective.
"Do you think he feels any of it? He is a mongrel, Iason. He does not feel it the same way as you. He can not. You were not his first and you would never be his last. This incident just proves that he does not lo-"
"Raoul." He called sharply, just in time to halt his tirade.
Iason had felt a burst of pain and anger at the words, enough, that he had raised his voice at the concerned friend, but he settled further into the chair, thinking.
Raoul was right. There was no way that Riki would feel the same as him. Not because he wasn't capable of feeling, for the mongrel was only incapable of not feeling anything. But because that feeling could not be anything other than hate; because, he had behaved unforgivably with Riki. But that wasn't really his fault, for Riki was a pet, and pets were normally treated like that.
No. His only real fault was that he had fallen in love.
Raoul looked at his friend and said softly.
"Give up, Iason. It is only possible that he hates you."
At any other moment, he would not have tolerated such a word from anyone, not even Raoul. But right then, his thoughts had also been on a similar wavelength, and he sighed. Raoul was undeniably, absolutely right.
"That is true, isn't it?" he responded. But… No matter what, he couldn't let Riki go like that. If it was just a matter of pride, that he had been outwitted, taken advantage of, betrayed, he would still let it go. For Riki, he would forgive it. But where his heart was concerned, where his existence was concerned, he could not. Riki was sustenance; he was the air, the water, the earth and the fire of his world.
He scoffed at his own weakness. It had taken only one lowly mongrel, who had spirit enough to defy him to the end, who could never reciprocate his feelings, to bring down the great Iason Mink. He understood everything perfectly well. His eyes closed and he smiled. And yet, he couldn't give up on Riki.
Raoul looked at the smiling Blondie and spoke.
"Iason. Don't forget this… I flatly refuse to be the one to tamper with your mind."Soft, honest words, from a true friend.
Iason let out a breath. So that was why Raoul was here. Had Jupiter contacted him with the order? It was decided that he was to be punished like this? As important as that was, Iason could not bring himself to worry about it. All his mind was preoccupied with Riki's situation right now. What was his mongrel doing? Where was he? If Riki got to know of Jupiter's decision, would he regret this act of defiance? Iason scoffed in his mind. It was entirely possible that Riki would just rejoice at the news.
"What, is Jupiter planning to retire all the perverted Blondies?"
Riki would love it if his mind was tampered with, wouldn't he? He would love to see the Great Iason Mink, his tyrannical, cruel master completely unaware of his past, struggling with himself, or in the worst case even, reduced to the level of a sex droid. Or better yet, to never see his master again. He realized; he didn't mind Jupiter's punishment. To him, nothing could be more merciful. Whatever the way, he knew that he would remember nothing of his previous self, and that it would be an easy transition for him- from complete awareness to an absolute blank. Even if it did hurt every one of his friends, he knew that he would be isolated in his mind. But if this happened, what would happen to his Riki? Would he be sold off? Killed? Turned to a sex doll? Either way, it would hardly be easy for the mongrel.
Iason looked down, contemplating his options, trying to find a way. Perhaps it was better to let Riki go? It would kill him, but perhaps it was the best that his pet be removed from his company forever...
"I must leave." said Raoul suddenly, interrupting his train of thought. And when Iason nodded and rose, he interrupted with a small "Don't bother. I will show myself out." With that, the Blondie disappeared from his sight.
Cal had been standing on the sidelines, listening to the Blondie's conversation, ever since he had shown Raoul in. And he had been controlling himself to not intrude. The great Blondies could not be more wrong when it came to Riki's feelings. He knew it because he had heard it from Riki himself. He bowed to Raoul, half annoyed, as the Blondie stepped out and returned immediately to his master's side. He needed to tell Master Iason. The Blondie deserved to know the truth.
Cal slowly approached the Blondie who was still on the chair.
"Would you like a drink, Master Iason?" he asked, a well-trained reflex, trying to make light the situation.
"No." Iason placed the phone on his ear and listened to it ring, a millionth time; hoping against all odds, that Riki would pick it up.
"What?" returned the Blondie, in obvious irritation.
"I… I don't think Master Riki would have left you of his own will…"
"Oh? Really? And what makes you think that? Some kind of mongrel intuition?" Iason asked coolly. It was curious that Cal would come forward to support Riki.
Cal looked down as he composed his words.
"Master Riki did not hate you."
Iason scoffed again. What did this furniture know of his and Riki's past?
"Master Riki loves you…"
That is just impossible.
"Again, is this some sort of-"
"Master Riki told me…"
Iason scoffed out loud, completely taken by surprise. He didn't believe it. Of course, Riki told Cal that he loved his master… Who was the furniture kidding? Nobody would believe it! Was he trying to protect Riki in some way? Had he played some role in this? He looked at the furniture's innocent, genuinely troubled face. That was not the look of a guilty suspect. Then, why was the furniture spouting such lines? It was nothing but nonsense, wasn't it?
What if it's true? What if Riki did tell Cal?
It was nothing more than a hopeless fantasy that he should never encourage. It was a thought that could destroy him all over again, but… He wanted to hear more.
"When?" he asked nonchalantly.
"While you were away… On that trip to Scalia…"
Iason wanted to know more. During the trip to Scalia? That was during the time Riki was behaving unusually. His eyes widened. Was it really possible? Had he really confessed to Cal? He wanted to hear it, he wanted to make sure.
"He would never leave you like this." affirmed the furniture, solid in his belief, as he helped his master pull up the records with a small apology, locating the interval in question. Iason looked at the furniture's daring in surprise and then at the panel, as he played the video, skimming through the various times Cal had entreated the mongrel to eat something. It was pretty much the same almost all through the day.
"Master…" Cal pointed at the panel.
And that was when he heard the maniacal laugh. He paused there for a moment, interested in the way his pet had looked, his eyes overflowing with tears, an expression of desperation on his face, yet, laughing. A picture of pathetic, painful, helplessness.
Oh Riki…
He let it play and snickered in his mind as he observed. Riki was telling the furniture a story.
"There was, once in a kingdom, a charming little prince, who ruled with deadly hand. He was loved by his people and his enemies shivered at just the sight of him…"
"Master Riki..."
"And then there was this beast… From a very different place, of a very different nature, the king of beasts, who saw the prince one day. They met accidentally, while the beast was on a hunt, when the beast had caught but a glance at the prince. At first he was intrigued and curious. But as time went on, as he watched from a distance, he noticed that he was being watched as well."
"Master Riki…"
"And the beast could not look away from the prince…" Riki scoffed. "The prince took an odd liking to this beast and entertained his own fancy, spent hours with him, and the beast accepted it, giving up all that he valued, for a reason he didn't even know... After some time, the beast realized that he had fallen in love with this prince…"
Riki waited a moment. He smiled at the boy, before he proceeded.
"Do you know how the story ends...?"
The furniture shook his head.
"The beast gets burnt to ashes… while the prince looks on…" he finished.
Iason was stunned. His mind dwelled on the words as his heart raced in response to the extremely unconventional delivery of the confession. He swallowed and then shook his head slightly as if to reject even the proof.
"The beast had realized that he had fallen in love with this prince…"
Iason closed his eyes, and furrowed his brows, trying to restrain emotions that threatened his composure, as the words echoed in his head. Riki truly loved him? As much as he wanted to question the mongrel's sanity at this point, for falling in love with the one who had inflicted infinite torture upon his mind, body and heart, it felt sublime to know.
He released a bated breath, his mind reeling with the sweet joy of the confession, and the bitter truth of the situation. He cursed in his mind as anger burned through is thoughts, making him tremble with a desperate need to do something. Why did it have to be like this? Why couldn't he or his pet have understood each other better? Why…? He slammed the panel in frustration and saw the crystal shatter to pieces.
"The beast gets burnt to ashes… while the prince looks on…"
Iason gathered himself slowly and composed his mind. No. He would never let that happen. He would never let Riki go through that. And if it were ever to come to that he would walk through the fire and save him… Or die with him. Together with his beloved Riki.
"For, one day or the other, the subjects will rise up, irrespective of the leader's choice and will, to avenge their leader."
Iason's eyes widened at the recollection. Bison… The answer lay with Bison. Now wasn't the time for remorse. If he didn't move soon, he would lose his Riki.
Katze snorted as he entered the shop bathed in swaying lights, reeking of smoke and alcohol. He scanned the room looking at the mongrels, drinking, smoking, fighting and mating in its various corners, cheered on by an enthralled audience, in broad daylight, and frowned. How aptly named, this place was! Depravities.
When he had called Cal almost an hour after informing Iason of Riki's disappearance to make sure if there was any new information, he had been told that no progress had been made in locating the pet and that the Blondie master was beside himself with worry. He had immediately contacted his agents and received information that Bison was here. Or what was left of it. He kept walking looking for familiar faces and stopped when he saw one. He glanced once at the two men he had brought with him and then moved over to confront his target.
They had been having a wonderful time today. Norris sighed. He would soon have to leave his friends, so he had accepted the costs of this fest. With Riki no longer around and Guy gone insane, Bison had no choice but to disband. Maxi could pay. He was the one who insisted that they never meet like this again. And if Norris was accepting the man's will, then he would do it as a favor, which was to be repaid this way. One final little drink-fest, as the members of Bison; a farewell to their old gang. It was a pity that neither Riki nor guy, the original founders could be here to celebrate those glorious memories.
Norris looked at Maxi, who fidgeted, suddenly uneasy about something and caught his attention with a snap of his fingers. He flashed a grin at him and then passed him a bottle of stout shouting over the noise.
"Get drunk, Maxi. You are paying for it."
Maxi turned away and stared at the man who seemed to be approaching them and frantically reached out to grip onto Norris' hand in a possessive, protective gesture. He recognized the scar and then sunk further into the chair looking at the two men walking beside him, trapping the mongrels to their table. Even a chance meeting with the infamous Scarface wasn't good news.
Norris shivered. Maxi was a man's man. He had never seen this man as frantic, as worried as he looked now, in all his life. He followed his gaze to look at what his partner was seeing, and gasped.
Katze looked at the expression of horror on the man's face before he stepped in and caught a similarly shocked kid's collar and pulled him up, holding his throat, thrashing him onto the nearest wall. The table tipped over as the others rose and the noise startled everyone in the shop to silence.
Katze's voice, though low, seemed to echo throughout the room in the newly established hush.
"Where is Guy?" he asked, cold, menacing, his eyes sharp as needles, boring into the boy's eyes. This one was called Luke, his mind reminded him. But he did not care. The boy was half drunk, half-high, but he did not care. When there was no response, he pushed him up further almost lifting him off his feet. He turned to the others.
"Tell me where he is now, and I'll let you all go."
Luke was struggling in the chokehold as he tried to give the man his answer.
"We don't know." Norris responded.
Katze raised an eyebrow and then nodded to his men. They grabbed a hold of Sid and Maxi, proceeding to twist their arms behind their backs.
Norris looked over at Maxi, who seemed to be in considerable pain and then looked at Katze.
"We really don't know." He whispered, shaking. "He isn't with us and we haven't seen him the past two days. Let them go."
Then, when the man holding Maxi pushed him to the wall, delivering a blow to his spine while his hands remained bound by the man's hands, banging his face on it, then removing a gun from his jacket to point to his forehead. Norris shouted and rushed to his side, looking at the man grunt out his agony and the menacing gun held to his face.
"Shit! Please… Stop it! Please! He had nothing to do with any of us! Fuck! Guy isn't even with us! We don't know anything! He never tells us anything anymore! It's like he's fucking insane!"
Sid spoke up, supporting his friend.
"Please... We don't know where he is."
Katze looked at the mongrels and sighed. They seemed to be telling the truth. He let go of the boy with a warning glare and turned to leave.
"You two are going to stay here and tell me if anything changes." He ordered as he walked to his car.
He revved up the engine and then activated Riki's tracer again, with no positive signal and then proceeded to tune his receiver to various radio wavelengths, searching for frequencies that still transmitted.
It was an advantage of being old-fashioned. Nobody used radio-waves to transmit information, not since the revolution. Because there were multitudes of other, more effective, secure channels one could use. Radio waves were perhaps the worst in security, for any satellite tuned into the frequency, which intended to tap information relayed via a radio communiqué, no matter how small or weak, would be privy to the broadcasted information. And eta waves, which had come to replace everything else, ever since its advent was perhaps the best at keeping things secure.
Ceres, being Ceres, hadn't really moved on much from the days of the revolution. But even here radio communication was almost extinct. And that always ensured a proper reception, mused Katze as the tuner began picking up various channels. The signal from the radio-bug he had placed with the tracer would be interfered by the eta wave signals from Riki's pet-ring, if placed in close proximity, like if it was stashed in the pockets of the mongrel's slacks. But when it was even a little distance away, it would work. It wasn't as susceptible as the tracer. If at all the tracer was undamaged, the bug he had set up would relay sound waves from a 100 meters vicinity of its position, through the best available radio frequency. Katze waited for the old receiver to respond, and automatically fine tune to any voice signal, ignoring the static cracks of unsuccessful tires, as he lighted up a cigarette and inhaled deeply.
The voice startled him. He checked the gauge. It was from an ultra low frequency, short-range bandwidth which could only be received by ground units. The clarity in the reception astounded him, leading to a belief that the sender was somewhere close.
"Oh wake up soon! I can not wait to see you awake!" a soft voice, exulting in its expression. It was not a familiar voice, but he was willing to bet his life on it that it was Guy.
"Wake up soon! You will love what I have to say!"
The sound of a metal scratching across metal surface, and a small soft thud, as if someone had just sat down.
"See what your best friend has planned for, what he is willing to do, just for your sake." A snicker.
"Wake up… Riki…"
Katze's eyes widened as his hand reflexively twitched at the mention of that name. Riki was sleeping? Unconscious? That meant the brat hadn't gone with Guy voluntarily. Katze decided, his convictions strengthened. He would find Riki. Come hell or high water; he would find him.
They were close. They must be. But if they were in Ceres, why hadn't Iason been able to find him? Was this also some sort of game the Blondie was playing? He felt an irk of irritation as he imagined this to be some foolish act of Iason testing Riki's loyalty. But if that had been the case, there would be no reason for the Blondie to be worried.
Katze sighed, calling his men and ordering them to widen the net and search the entire area.
The floating sensation, though soothing, did nothing to ease the stabbing pain that seemed to course all through him. He recognized the fact that he was not conscious, but it was impossible to wake up. A cloud of darkness seemed to swirl all around him, trapping him inside his own mind. And echoes of voices surrounded him.
"Get out! Don't come back here again!"
"But if you forget, you may always come to Eos…"
"If you've got time to worry about that, you'd better improve your skills..."
"Do you want to become a hacker?"
Guy… He remembered and then grunted, still blanketed in the darkness. What was Guy thinking abducting him like this? What was that fool planning? He needed to wake up and take charge of the situation. He needed to make sure that there was no madness afoot potent enough to harm anyone. Yet, he was tired. And his body was uncooperative. This will not do. He forced himself to open his eyes, and blinked. Starry spots blurred his vision, making him dizzy. It would indeed be better to float around in darkness for a bit longer, rather than face this. Yet, he did not close his eyes. He needed to wake up.
"How do you feel?"
He hadn't paid much attention to his body until that moment, that question. He took a quiet inventory of his status. His head was throbbing as if it would explode. His whole body felt sluggish and battered. How long had he been sleeping?
"Just great, thanks." He muttered sarcastically.
"Thought so."
He slowly sat up and looked around.
"Where are we?"
"Dana Burn."
"Dana Burn? The underground shelter where they had the revolution?"
"Looks pretty run own, but hey, it's not everyday that you come across a place like this."
He sighed. Did it even matter? They would be found soon enough. There was, perhaps, time enough for a chat, a little walk down the memory lane. But that was all there was left.
"We'll soon be found. The pet ring has a tracer."
"It won't be of any use here."
Riki raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"This place is shielded. I had to take these measures to hear your true feelings."
Riki scoffed in his mind. His true feelings? His feelings? Did they even matter? Wasn't everything going on as everyone else wanted? And besides, what was the use of knowing it anymore? He still remembered that day. He had been cruelly rejected by Guy when he had come out with the truth. He hadn't really expected anything else, but it did hurt that even his best friend hadn't understood. Guy hadn't even tried to understand. The last thing he wanted was to confront him again and go through the guilt and sadness.
"What's the use of saying what's true and false now?" He thought for a moment before he continued. Only the absolute truth would suffice.
"It's been three years, Guy. Do you know what a pet really is? I didn't have a clue until I came back to the slums. The weight of being his pet for three years… Iason's poison has tainted my blood. There is no way to get it out. The reality that I was a pet won't change."
"Then just forget the whole thing." a cool reply.
Riki's eyes widened in surprise. Forget it? Was he kidding? How could he forget it? Those three years of humiliation, slavery, forbidden pleasure… That love which had grown from those disgusting roots. The intense feeling he had of being alive, in every sense, just being near the Blondie. He could never forget it. But he understood why Guy would say that. And perhaps that was why he felt so irritated.
"You don't understand. You don't understand at all!" he hissed.
Yes, Guy didn't understand. What was there to understand? Riki was a prisoner and he should be released. Riki was a proud, defiant, charismatic, brilliant mongrel. A Riki without all those defining qualities was not Riki. And wasn't that a pity? Anyone would want him to change and come back. He would just have to forget that those things happened at all, and he would be back! Riki was strong, he could do it! Guy had been his closest friend, his pairing partner. He knew Riki better than anyone else. Riki would be able to come back, he just knew it.
"Yeah. I don't want to understand your pointless arguments... What are you so afraid of? Don't tell me you don't mind being kept the rest of your life?"
He looked down in shame. Shame that he had turned into this. Shame that he was unable to deny Guy's accusations. Shame that he wanted to be kept all his life, that he wanted to be near Iason.
Riki got up, desperate in his effort to control his anger. It wasn't Guy's place to decide anymore. Guy had no right to interfere.
"How long do I have to put up with this stupidity?" he shouted.
"Till the storm blows over."
Riki's control wavered. Was he seriously thinking this would be taken lightly? That he would be allowed escape and do as he pleased?
"It's never gonna' blow over! Do you understand? What you have done isn't just a slap on his cheek. It's like pissing on a Blondie's pride."
Why didn't Guy understand?! Why was Guy defying him? He had done all this for Guy as well. He had done it to save him from the torture that Iason had promised for him. He had done it to keep Guy from the fate he'd had live through. His brows furrowed as he realized his position. How helpless he was! How useless! He had no more control over his men, he had no voice anymore, and not even an ounce of influence remained over his friend's flawed reasoning. And he found that it hurt him. Why didn't Guy understand that all he was doing was protecting him from serious harm?
"Such confidence. You're saying a Blondie's gonna get so hot about having a mere pet kidnapped?"
Could there be a sting more potent than this? To be reminded of the truth, that he was a mere pet. To be made to acknowledge his insignificance. To be reminded of those three years, and that too, by Guy. Iason's deeds seemed to pale in cruelty when he looked at the situation. Wasn't Guy too robbing him of his dignity with his words? He would have cried at just this, if he could have afforded to. Crying would accomplish nothing but an opposite, undesirable reaction.
"Do you really wanna know the truth?" He asked harshly.
"Yeah I do. Until I am completely satisfied."
He stood for a moment, looking into Guy's eyes, and then decided.
Riki steeled himself. He would do something worse than anything he had ever done in his life, if he could shake Guy off, to save him from the Blondie's wrath once again. Yes. Then, Guy would know what a pet really was and he'd give up on him, he'd be overwhelmed with disgust.
He unzipped his jacket and threw it away and then quickly, with unfeeling precision, removed his clothes and threw them away, until he stood naked before his former pairing partner, stripped of all his dignity, all his pride, his self laid bare for the man to see. Until he was completely satisfied.
"This is the truth you wanted to know." he cried angrily. "Open your eyes wide and look!"
Guy stared at him, unable to comprehend what his friend was doing, why he was doing it. Yet, a silver of disgust passed through his mind as he looked at the ring.
Riki read it in his eyes. But, this wasn't enough. He sighed in his mind, pained beyond belief to be forced to show this revolting side of himself to his best friend. He bore it quietly, advancing, baring even more.
"Do you know? It gives me shivers when I am caressed lightly here." he whispered, as he touched his own chest, ashamed that he felt something even by that small touch, yet swallowing it, for Guy's sake.
"Here, and here too. He says they're my good spots." He cocked his head to the side to show his friend. His eyes, he knew, would now be glinting with the slight twinkle of passion, and his face would be slightly blushed.
Guy turned away from the sight, crying in disgust and pain. No more. He could stand no more of this farce.
Riki kept talking. This was his truth. This was what he was now. There was no going back.
"As long as the ring is on my penis, I can do it with him. And you have no right to wreck that." he said with finality and closed his eyes.
"If you really care about Guy, cut him off completely"
"Was it all my own supposition that you'd be suffering? Are you saying I was complacent?" he caught Riki's hand as he hissed, staring at him, his pain clearly visible in his eyes. "Don't I even have the right to feel for you?"
Don't say that. Don't torture me with those eyes.
It would not do to give in now. It would not save anyone. He would only end up destroying his friend. He had to be strong and reject Guy as forcefully as he could.
"That's right! I'll do as I please! Don't make me repeat myself!" he shouted, shaking his friend's hand off.
Anger finally gained control of the man, making him rush out and blurt his inner-most feelings.
"Why?! Is he better than me? I won't allow that! Never! I won't allow that!"
Riki stood there listening to him strike out in rage. Guy was now comparing himself to the Blondie? Of course Guy was better! Guy had been his savior in times of misery, a friend in times of need, an equal, a comrade, a beautiful person who had accepted all of him happily. And that was why Riki could never be with him again. Because he was no longer worthy of having Guy by his side. Because he now belonged to Iason. And he could never live without the Blondie.
Riki stiffened as he felt Guy rush behind him and throw himself at his back, embracing him, pulling his body into his own, whispering words that would forever haunt Riki.
"When we used to hang out together, everybody turned to look. I was so proud of you. With you, I didn't care how dangerous it was... Riki, you gonna destroy that? Can you betray us?... I am not saying 'Come back to Bison.' You don't even have to be my Riki… But just don't be his. Not his!"
Riki understood. He felt fresh guilt that he was being selfish trying to talk Guy into letting him go. He didn't want to go with Guy because he didn't want to be like that ever again. It was physically painful to be apart from Iason. But he was only considering his own pain. What of Guy? What of the pain he felt? Guy must have gone through a great deal to plan this. He would have risked his freedom and ventured into Midas to acquire the necessary information and the equipment. That he had planned so meticulously showed his concern for him, his camaraderie.
And what had Riki returned? Rejection. Cruel words.
I am the worst kind of traitor ever, am I not?
And yet, Guy wanted to...
"I wont allow you being his toy for the rest of your life."
The hands that had been wrapped around his torso moved with intent. One placed itself strategically over his chest and the other moving downwards to grip the ring-adorned muscle.
Riki grunted as a minuscule pulse of pleasure traversed through his spine and his eyes closed. Somehow, the hands did not make him crazy, thirsting, hungering a further touch.
"I wont let you say I'm a nosy guy and should mind my own business, Riki. He is the one who picked the fight..."
The fingers touching his member moved to hold the ring, and twisted it slightly, drawing Riki's attention to it, as the words were spoken.
"You can't leave him because of this? Right? Then better take it off."
Riki gasped in shock, eyes widening, at both the casual tone in Guy's speech and its meaning. He closed his eyes and let out a breath as he surrendered to his guilt.
Done! Phew… I thought I would never be able to make it… :) Was it ok?
Damn, just when we were getting to Riki's manhood... I am sorry again… I couldn't resist! }:) The chapter would get to be too much if I continued :) And it so happens that my muses didn't want me to go on, as well. (^_^;) Oh and forgive the lousy technical stuff as well :)
Eto… Again, this chapter… Not too much of a surprise, ne? I had to get this out. It's been driving me nuts, the way my mind imagines what each player must be feeling during those scenes. And so it's ended up like this... Except for a vital point or two, it feels like OVA 2 all over, again, ne? T^T But don't give up! There's more coming. And I am not giving away spoilers ;D XD Though... It seems very predictable to me after thinking about it so much...
Numbers are not really important, but it is not everyday that a humble fic like mine turns fifteen and has a hundred reviews! This moment was unimaginable a few months ago, and I thank you for all your support, and your encouragement, without which none of this would have been possible. Hontoni Arigatogozaimasu! m(_ _)m Watashi wa ganbaru!
Dear Prospero, I had a feeling that it was a joke :) I was joking too! I'd never hide from you! :) And, no, your comments are never 'obtrusive'. As you know, I value them highly! :D I am really happy to be your victim, and honored to be the only one (really?! w(^o^)w) Bring it on! XD Please, don't say sorry! I enjoy every word you write! Thanks! And wow… That is a wonderful quote, indeed! Really beautiful!... You are really smart, huh? (Kidding!XD) I loved the quote! Iya! It is my pleasure to write something you enjoy!
Dear Guest(s)(lol), "so everybody lives happily ever after." XD Where is the fun in that, indeed! But let's see what happens! ;) Thanks for the review, it inspired an idea! :) And... I am glad you like it! (^/^) Such high praise makes me feel… *blushing again*! Did it really meet your expectation and blow your mind? :)
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Trends are driven by outside forces, normally the fast fashion industry, whose survival depends on it. Style is a matter of your taste. If you stick with style and what you feel looks great on you, you'll always make the right decision.
–Maxine Bédat and Soraya Darabi, Zady
This quote, from the founders of Zady, an online shop dedicated to sustainably made clothing, housewares and accessories, pretty much sums up the current movement away from mass market fast fashion. Here are four local companies whose mission goes beyond just selling you clothes–yes, they cost more than the J. Crew sale rack, or H&M, but you'll be casting a vote for small businesses and fair labor practices with your closet, and you'll be much less likely to spot someone wearing the same outfit on your way to work in the morning.
Designer: .Bk is at its core an anti-mass market company. Each week they release a new limited edition, 100-shirt run of men's button-ups at the very reasonable price of $68. .Bk designs and sews their shirts locally, hand-numbering each garment. For each collection they launch they create a pop-up shop in Brooklyn, but in order to keep costs down they're a mostly online business. Their next collection is due out soon, and titled "Old Souls."
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Welcome to My Personal Finance Journey! If you are new here, please read the "About" or "First-Time Visitor" pages to find out more about us. If you would like to receive free updates on articles like this by email, then sign up here or you can subscribe to the RSS feed. Also, check us out on Twitter or Facebook. Thanks for visiting! Keep on learning!
Happy Friday everyone!
Yesterday, I received the following great question/message from a reader about the recent market downturn we have experienced:
Considering the current plight of the stock market, do you still recommend for 20-somethings to max-out contributions to their 401k retirement accounts? Or, should they invest in a high-interest cash savings account instead?
I am a 29-year-old with a lifecycle mutual fund with Fidelity and just lost $2,000 in the past two days and am wondering what to do. Thanks for your help!
Reader Financial Details:
- Already has adequate medical, dental, and vision insurance.
- Has 6-9 months worth of living expenses in a cash savings emergency fund.
- Employer does not match 401k contributions.
- Currently maxes out 401k with 100% of contributions going to the Fidelity 2050 Freedom Lifecycle Fund.
- Does not have an IRA.
- Is currently satisfied with the asset allocation offered by Fidelity through the 2050 Freedom Fund. Also prefers the "hands off" approach offered by lifecycle funds.
How would you advise this reader to proceed? Please share your insight by commenting below!
To summarize, below is how I think the reader should proceed:
1) Do not start contributing to a high yield cash savings account.
2) Open up a Roth IRA with Vanguard. Fully fund it before beginning to contribute to your 401k and invest in low cost index mutual funds or Vanguard Lifecycle Funds (similar to the ones offered by Fidelity). Or, you can fund the two accounts concurrently if you are confident you can fully fund the Roth IRA before the end of the year. Opening an IRA is better than an individual taxable account because you can invest in the same mutual funds offered by Vanguard, except that IRA are tax-privileged, saving you money in the long run.
3) Each year as you age, re-evaluate your asset allocation and ensure that you can "sleep at night" with the level of risk you (equity investments) you decide to go with.
Important Legal Disclosure: I am not a financial professional, and this does not constitute professional financial advice. Before acting on any ideas proposed here, you should consult your financial professional.
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I'm a mom. I have drama in my life. I don't want books with the F-bomb, nor graphic violence. I read for fun and to bring my family together. I read for reducing stress levels. We have never had a television in our home and our children are now mid twenties to 19. We listen together and look for belly-wrenching laughter. So what is it like to live without a TV? Awesomely educational and inspirational. Each new book is a marvel.
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Peter has a sister and he's losing all of his special things. Peter doesn't like his crib, high chair or reading chair being painted pink.
The pictures are sweet and fun. A very quick story.
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I am very disappointed in these sheets. They pill really bad and every time I wash them they fade out more. They do fit my oversized bed though and they are warm.Read More
These sheets were super soft and cozy when we first used them. I did NOT wash them before putting them on my bed. Other reviewers indicated a smell, but the set I received was perfectly fine. As is the nature of this material, it did pill up some after a week of use, and when we washed them, we had a bunch of fibers in the lint catcher. The second week, they pilled up even more, again lots of fibers in the lint catcher, but then they started to smooth out again. We really like these sheets even if it did take a couple washings to get them back to new feeling. They are soft, warm and comfortable.Read More
I've been purchasing the Sealy Best-Fit sheets for a few years now with a very tall mattress (right at 20") that's hard to find sheets to fit that don't cost an arm & leg and don't feel like sandpaper every night. Tossed the sheets into the wash before use as recommend and they pilled like crazy. I had blue fuzz everywhere. The sheets were cozy - it was quite cold out, and the fitted sheet fit well, we'll see how they hold up after a few more washes.Read More
I should have listened to the other reviews relating to these sheets. I received the order quickly after purchasing; I ordered 2 sets. They were shipped separately, which is not a big deal, but costly when I wanted to return for a full refund. I washed one set immediately so I could put them on our bed. They pilled more than I have ever seen a flannel set pill and as a result, there was lint all over our bedroom. Some of the stitching had come apart and they are very thin. The sheets are scratchy while lying in them; it's as though you are lying on a beach! I have washed them three times and they have softened a bit, but not, I repeat NOT worth the price. I was very disappointed because I assumed the Sealy brand would be good quality, not so much. When I asked about a return, I was told I would only get partial because I had opened the one pack and used them (how else can you tell if sheets are going to be nice & hold up after washing?) and I was going to have to pay for shipping to send both boxes back, not worth the expense and hassle, I would only receive half of my money back anyway. Do not buy these sheets!Read More
I got the sheets, loved the color and put them on my bed after laundering. They fit well and were very plush. A week later I laundered the sheets and when putting them back on the bed the bottom sheet tore. I don't have any paperwork to return them so I am out of luck on this purchase.Read More
I love these sheets! They're great quality and I would recommend them 100%! The pockets are deep, actually a lot deeper than I need for my mattress, but they never slip or come off. They haven't pilled up at all, too. Overall, these are the best flannel sheets I've ever purchased.Read More
I'm impressed with these sheets. They didn't pill after washing, easily fit a queen sized bed and are quite soft. The pink shade is as shown; a nice soft pink, not brash.Read More
Although the sheets have really deep pockets and fit well, and they are very comfortable, they are really pilling especially on the bottom sheet around your feet. Have already washed them three times, so who knows what the future holds.Read More
These sheets are just ok. The price is good, much lower than what you can find in stores. They are soft and warm but after 1 wash they are already pilling. Not sure how they will hold up over time but for what we paid we are satisfied. The color of the grey is darker than what we thought, more of a charcoal but it goes well with our decor.Read More
Top quality generous fit for the extra deep mattress. Super soft rich color.highly recommend.Read More
Can't go wrong with flannel sheets in the winter.Read More
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She loves them and was excites they fit her bed so well.Read More
Sealy sheets provide a great fit for the king bed. Some sets are too loose and slip off, and others are a tight, difficult fit. The flannel is very welcome in the winter as well.Read More
These were for my daughter's room on the cold snowy Colorado nights- she absolutely loved them!!Read More
I love the flannel sheet set; they are so warm and cuddly. I am very pleased with how they are made, especially the fitted sheet. The only thing I am not completely satisfied with is the fact that there are a few odd-colored threads woven through the sheets and pillow cases that show up easily because they are blue and green, whereas, the sheet set is pale pink. Since I bought the sheets for myself, I don't mind the "foreign" threads woven into the pink fabric, but if I had bought them for a gift, I would not be very happy.Read More
We've owned these for over a year. Color and shape has held up. Wonderful color, soft, holds on to mattress better than most flannel sheets we've owned. Can use big pillows in cases.Read More
good quality material, fitted sheet runs small, will need to make sure you do not put into dryerRead More
The sheets are soft and cosy and have a knit fabric at the top and bottom of the bottom sheet that allows for a nice tight fit. The sheets have deep pockets and they are very adequate sized queen sheets.Read More
The pink one looks old even though it is new and in the box. The quality is not good too. I don't think it worths to buy even though it is only $$$ dollars.Read More
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Dear Editor: "We the People" must take a page from John Locke's "social contract" and take on the audacity of those who tell us we cannot view a video of public proceedings that occurred in an American courtroom. (See, "Lawyer ...Read More »
Michigan's open and obvious rule is 'ridiculous'
To the Editor: I really enjoyed Michael Butler's recent, entertaining satire on "open and obvious" jurisprudence in the state of Michigan. (See "Ice and snow: Not slippery as a matter of law," MiLW, Sept. 22, 2014.) Michael cogently points out ...Read More »
Ice and snow: Not slippery as a matter of law
To the editor: I have just read the recent Michigan Court of Appeals opinion in the case of Poole v Foodland/Atlas Market (Case No. 312685) [MiLW No. 08-86077, 5 pages]. Let me share an insight on the Poole case, which ...
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Lawyer: Those in the middle have ceded power
Dear editor: "Power 'rests' in the middle" This phrase usually conveys the fact that the "middle" of the electorate generally has a moderating influence on fringe positions. The subject of this letter is the concern that by "resting," Michigan lawyers ...
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Law firm takes issue with ruling
To the Editor: As counsel for the plaintiff, it was with great interest — and some concern — that I read your article in the June 2, 2014, edition of Michigan Lawyers Weekly ("Fired firm can't stop insurer from defending ...
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Appeals court leaves lawyers wondering about experts
Dear Editor: It has been over a decade since Stanley Schwartz wrote the cleverly titled article, "Where's Dr. Waldo? Finding the Right Medical Malpractice Expert Witness," MTLA Quarterly (vol. 37, No. 3, 2003). Since then, Mr. Schwartz has passed away, ...Read More »
Trespass liability law does not go far enough
Dear Editor: If I read your article correctly ("Trespassers — and lawyers — beware," MiLW, June 9, 2014), I can only conclude that the new legislation [House Bill 5335 and Senate Bill 0788, the Trespass Liability Act] is totally unnecessary ...Read More »
Lawyer takes issue with column, state practices on custody
Dear Editor: I read your recent Viewpoint article entitled "All parents are not created equal" (MiLW, March 3, 2014) and was alarmed by the innocence of your comments. I wish to respond to your article. The essence of your article ...
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Lawyers should be outraged by attempt at voluntary bar
Why does the state Senate give a hoot whether membership in our professional organization is mandatory or voluntary? Why now?
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Free speech should not be silenced by ideological 'extremists'
The pious rationale for legislation for a "voluntary" bar invokes the First Amendment.
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I found it so interesting to create a collage with style anchors. It can be a way to see how your style and art is evolving. Here's an overview with some of the pieces I've created this autumn.
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This festive village scene is inspired by the village Dore in Yorkshire, and the Village Christmas Lantern Parade. I envision separate small scenes, unique for each dinner plate, adorned with gold rims. This is an illustration to bring cheer to the Christmas dinner table. Ceramics, table linens and decorations.
Titania /
I've added lots of new pieces to my portfolio. You'll find the enchanted forest of William Shakespeare's Midsummer Night's Dream. An imagined book cover for an Encyclopedia about mythological creatures of the oceans, lakes and rivers. Recollections and reflections from a pool as well as the recipe for Great Aunt Mary's Chutney.
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Paper Cut Patterns /
I sat down with a pair of scissors and lots of brown paper and started cutting out geometric shapes. Playing with the pieces. Laying the shapes out in different ways, experimenting with torn and cut paper, variations in scale, a patchwork feeling, a sense of depth, a flat feeling, and asymmetrical geometrics.
It was a really interesting experiment and something that I think I'll be weaving into my creative process.
This resulted in a collection of 8 hand crafted, paper-cut, seamless patterns. You can find them here: Paper Cut Geometric Seamless Patterns.
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As a past member of the Municipal Committee and resident of Bedminster Township, I am writing to ask that you honor the Municipal Committee's endorsement of John Howland and Katherine Wagner for the two upcoming vacancies on the Township Committee by giving them the sole Republican Party endorsed lines in the upcoming primary.
The Bedminster Committee consists of a male and female representative of the current 18 districts that make up our township. They are officials elected by their district constituents in the Primary Election. To date they are all members of the Republican party and work to uphold the party's political guide-lines and endorsements.
As our county chairman, you depend on Somerset County's Municipal Committees to support and work for the Republican Party and its candidates. These committees form the "grass roots" of the party. You count on them to respect and honor your decisions and endorsements at the county level; in turn these elected officials should be able topport and deserve the two places on the county endorsed Republican line in the June Primary.
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Oroville evacuees return home to find homes burglarized
A hazardous situation developed with the Oroville Dam emergency spillway. Officials feared that because of severe erosion and massive amounts of water sending downstream, the structure would fail.
On Sunday, February 12th there was an immediate evacuation of about 188,000 residents in the low levels of Oroville near the site of the Auxiliary Spillway at Oroville Dam.
Related: Thousands evacuated near Oroville Dam, water levels dropped
When it was safe for the evacuees to pack-up and head on home, at least 10 families walked into their homes shocked.
One family returned home to find that their most prized possessions were stolen. A U.S. Army veteran, Mike Pomeroy, had more than two dozen medals stolen, including his purple heart. They were given to him for heroism when he served as a medic in Vietnam.
Pomeroy was planning to pass those medals down to his family so "they can sort out what grandpa did and didn't do."
Devastated, Pomeroy said, "It was a traumatic part of my life… and I know I did not stand around to get them."
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Capital, The (Newspaper) - September 23, 1986, Annapolis, Maryland _ Experts Kids' penmanship holds key to writing By PETER WEST to write complex Don- how to set a for he Athough there was apparent disa- I have to sit there and struggle OOlna to Staff Writer aid Hofler told almost 100 members eventually memorized the greement among some of the audi- to remember bow to write a I yvniy wt Effortlessly writing 'Welcome to of the Anne Arundel Reading Council cal order of the ence composed largely of female start to doubt Hofler said tO ObatfYlng Aaue Arundel upside down at Baldwin Hall in MUlersville. Hofler said that teaching The simpler strokes of __j ju__i___v_ a flifflsttiit ID _. ___ _ WPSTW asrfWWVrf WVfr CsJW PETEE WEST Staff Writer Effortlessly writing 'Welcome to Anne Arundel upside down and backward as be did when he was a a state reading expert laid kit night that learning difflcul- ties tooald not be allowed to con. found budding writers. going to have to start eosarviag the such as how a grips a pencil and how a piece of paper is before trying to teach a child to write complex Don- ald Hofler told almost 100 members of the Anne Arundel Reading Council at Baldwin Hall in MUlersville. The youngster who has a difficult who has poor does not want to learn to he said. Holler is an associate professor of reading and special education at Loyola College in Baltimore. But he still Is unable to spell with accuracy or to touch type because be cannot team IB order to remember properly how to set a for he eventually memorized the cal order of the spoon. whole language is predicated on he said. exam- the phrase Taint the red is completely different from the Taint the barn Yet when he was a his unorthodox writing was dtegnosed as a symptom of being of touch with polite euphemism for schizophrenia. Athough there was apparent disa- greement among some of the audi- ence composed largely of female Hofler said that teaching writing early in a chad's development may discourage bud- ding writers. A child who knows how to spell but physically if unable to master the flowing bridges and lines of may become frus. trated when words that have been spelled correctly are marked wrong because of poor pensmanghip. 'If I have to sit there and struggle to remember bow to write a I start to doubt Hofler said. The simpler strokes of manuscript are far easier to master than flowing cursive script Yet most schools teach or printing style in the early then follow almost immedi- ately with confusing and frustrating some Hofler said. Hofler surveyed a total of Page CoL how child a before trying to teach complex eeelgnmente. Doiuld Hof Statt reading MKmJFJLMS P 0 BOX LAUREL Tomorrow's For page 0. VOL. Cl NO. 224 SEPTEMBER 25 DONT FORGET THE ANNAPOLIS Environ- mental Commission will spon- sor a landscaping workshop at 7 p.m. tomorrow in the Council Chambers at City 100 Duke of Gloucester St AREA TWO SCHOOLS had high lev- els of lead in drinking water. Page 33. TALK OF THB TOWN ANNAPOLIS is about to lose an outstanding businessman and Page 33. DR.GOTT THE DELICATE lining of the mouth can be more affect- ed than the gums by ill-fitting dentures. Page BU eHTERTAINMENT JAMES DALB wffl present an orgatt concert ft the Naval Academy Chapel. Page 29. STATE WO POLICE officers shot tt Havre de Grace never drew their guns. 4. NATION THE SOVIET foreign minis- ter will give a response to President Reagan today before the UN. Page 2. CONSUMER prices rose 0.2 percent in August Page 3. SPORTS NAVY LOSES two backs to knee injuries. Ptge 23. PEOPLE Haing S. who played the Cambodian photojournalist in Killing will portray former Philippine President Ferdinand Marcos. Ngor was quoted as saying a movie on the life of Mar- cos would be produced next year. After the Marcos Ngor be hopes to make a mov- ie dramatizing the plight of his fellow who be said are now worse off than under the dictatorship of Pol Pot in the 1970s. Ngor escaped from Cambod- ia to about a year after the Vietnamese took over the country For a look at other people in the news we J. LOTTERY Numbers drawn Three-digit -171. Pick 4 mi INDEX Photo by XHwxen pay for FINANCE DIRECTOR Jim Bradner moved back home with his because It me to. STAYING ON Home market makes it tough for kids to move out By JUDI PERLMAN Staff Writer Junior graduates from college and enters the working world. He's got everything going'for him except a place of his own. Witt the high cost of living in Anne Arundel it is becoming increasingly difficult for young professionals to live atone. More and more of them are returning to their parents' nest to roost. always felt the housing was reasonable and that only the truly homeless were eligible for said Nancy Rosen- who works with youths and has dealt with housing issues for 10 years. it's not just the poor. Young adults are the people getting hit. They're all vying for some rental said Mrs. whose two sons live at home. a segment of the population that we wQl have to According to the Anne Arundel County Board of the average price of a condominium is and a 700. Condo rentals go for a month and bouse rentals are per month. A market survey conducted last year by one apartment complex found that the lowest average rent at six Annapolis com- plexes was a month for onebedroom. These costs are forcing many young including married ones trying to buy their first to temporarily with their parents. tough. These are the people I work hardest said Dee manager of O'Conor Piper IE Flynn realtors in Annapolis. people or couples find it very difficult even if they have a pretty good Job. More and more are staying home because they can't make Many want a bouse similar to the one they grew up but just can't afford it oa Page Col. Vote oii drink age set District may end 'lure 9 for teens By LORRAINE AHEARN Staff Writer If the D.C. City Council votes tonight to raise the drinking age to 21 in the nation's it would eliminate a deadly magnet for the teen- agers of Anne Arundel local officials say. After three Bowie youths were killed in an alcohol-related crash on the Capital Beltway pressure quickly mounted on the District government to follow Maryland and Virginia in raising the minimum drinking age or 3ames 'Li Joined officials from nearby urging patstge of emergency District council 8Mw vote on _ is the last metropolitan urisdiction where 18-year-olds can legally Fall brings an end to drought By JUDI PERLMAN Staff Writer The Drought of 1MB officially ended early this morning with the arrival of but county farmers are sttfl hoping for a lot more rain to carry them through the coming months. ''There's been sufficient rain lately but it's stffl said Brad a marketing analyst for the Maryland Department of Agriculture. things are on the upward swing and it's about Powers said It would take for autumn to be as bad for farmers as summer. As autumn creeps across the area in the next few painting woodlands with the gold and crimson of changing the weather outlook calls for near or above normal with highs of about 77 degrees. always have summer-like weather the first days of autumn and winter-like weather the first days of said Ken a meteorologist for the National Weather Ser- rice at Baltimore-Washiagton International Airport There is also still a chance for an Indian which occurs when a stretch of warm weather arrives after the first frost The last Indian summer in this area was in 1M4 when temperatures late in the year reached 71 to Shaver said. Foul weather may be lurking howev- er. Hurricane which began in will not officially end until November. For the the autumnal equinox oc- curred today at marking a day that has equal amounts of light and darkness. Leaves should be turning Into their golden ea Page CeL or wine. vitally concerned with driving home after a night of drinking in said Rita Cohen of the local Mothers Against Drunk a group that lobbied for land to raise the drinking age in 2M2. The District stands to lose million ia federal highway if it does not raise-the drinking age by Oct. 1. Until this Mayor Marion Barry's proposal had been expected to fail as it did last year. But the tenor of the debate changed suddenly after the traffic accident that killed Darren D. Patrick D. and Scott B. allot Bowie. Inside the crushed 1978 which struck a truck parked alongside the road on the ponce said they found a cooler of empty been containers and a forged I.D. card. Friends of the victims said later that the three youths had tatted about going to George- town for the evening. Because surrounding jurisdictions have banned alcohol sales to those under Wash- ington has become a for according to Eric Avery of the Anne Arundel County Drug and Alcohol Abuse program. lot of kids today go to Georgetown for a night of dancing and drinking and then they're back on the Avery said. it's not just it's a mixture of things. posing a tremendous problem in this particularly in the Annapolis and Sever- na Park MADD spokesmen say that if the District raised its drinking teen-agers would have a harder time getting served even if they had forged identification. A 17-year-old who can reasonably pass for being It once the law were have to pass for 21. A supporter on the D.C. Council said chances of an emergency bill coming before the council tonight are An emergency bill would need nine votes for instead of just a simple majority. In a memo to council D.C. CJty Council Chairman David Clarke indicated there are enough votes for a simple majority to enact permanent legislation But whether there was enough support to pass an emergency MB remained in doubt Amendments were being considered to make ea Page CeL 4 44 pages. Calendar Oaasifierf Ads colusns Crossword tsAarUiomeot .OMlMritf fifceBeat listings .11-17 21 37-42 43 8 I 0 23-32 M Alderman hits adequacy of wider bridge By BOB MITCHELL Staff Writer Plant to widen the new Severn Rirer Bridge may not be adequate to prevent future traffic an Annapolis official warned last night Alderman John R Hammond R Ward 1 made hvs comments at a Cfty Council meeting where alder met were briefed by State Highway Administration officials on road con- projects around Annapolis District Kttfhieer Mward ates far Inter- state 91 which will follow parts of the existing Route 3 and link Annap- olis and Baltimore The state fall also will beum adding one lane in each direction on the Severn to reduce traffic congestion The bridge widen- ing should be finished by SKA officials told the council The two are among sever- al pUsoed as part of a 1290 million effort to Improve roads around the Meefcaa I trefjk from SaMaMrt aod avoids the bndge will come down 1 97 wwt of said Hammond who is running for the House of Delegates from Dtitrkt 30 Even with the two new lanet. he saW the bndge may not be wide enough to handle the additional east- bound traffic oo Route which wiQ be widened and recbrtHeart Inter- state teems to BM you're erestsaf 4aaajA Walarf'aT aaal Severn fttdav aasad tattl -tils tyen has potential to create a more serious bottleneck than there it today Meehan denied congestion will worsen on the bridge but conceded life will be difficult for area motor- while the construction continue i going to be a tough situation for everyone while Uus construction is going he said Although state eifkuts have at- tempted to schedule work to reduce the taapaat ea traffic many arvjoeta alaag Roate wifl erertap 800ms to me you'n creating one hock of a bottleneck at tha Sawn River John R. fi-Watd 1 ;
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I'm currently helping the Robertson Research Institute convert their large C# Visual Studio .NET 2003 applications to Visual Studio 2005 ("Whidbey") Beta 1. For the past year-and-a-half, we've used CruiseControl.NET (CC.NET), NAnt, NUnit, and FxCop to automate our build, unit testing, and static code analysis. Now that we're running under the .NET Framework 2.0, we'd like to leverage the MSBuild tool in our processes (unfortunately, the most recent version of NAnt doesn't understand the new file formats). Fortunately, the new formats can be directly consumed by MSBuild.
So, I spent some time today trying to figure out how to get the latest versions of these tools to work together. Although I wasn't able to achieve a perfect solution, I did find a configuration that is workable until CC.NET adds native MSBuild support. Here are some of the ideas I considered:
- Write a custom task for NAnt that executes MSBuild – very doable, and probably something that someone is already working on (although I couldn't find anything)
- Use the <exec> task in NAnt to manually execute MSBuild
- Write a custom builder for CC.NET to drive MSBuild – this is already being worked on by the CC.NET team
- Use the commandLineBuilder in a recent nightly build of CC.NET
Because I wanted a simple solution, I decided to try the commandLineBuilder. Additionally, since the CC.NET team is already planning MSBuild support, it should be an easy transition when the new feature finally arrives. So, the setup I'll describe uses NUnit 2.2, FxCop 1.30 for .NET 2.0, and the latest nightly build of CruiseControl.NET.
NUnit 2.2
Before you do anything else, you should modify your NUnit 2.2 configuration file to prefer the .NET Framework 2.0. You'll need to do this for CC.NET to successfully run your unit tests. Open the nunit-console.exe.config file and find the following section:
<supportedRuntime version="v1.1.4322" />
<supportedRuntime version="v2.0.40607" />
<supportedRuntime version="v1.0.3705" />
<requiredRuntime version="v1.0.3705" />
Then, move the version 2.0.40607 element to the front of the list and save:
<supportedRuntime version="v2.0.40607" />
<supportedRuntime version="v1.1.4322" />
<supportedRuntime version="v1.0.3705" />
<requiredRuntime version="v1.0.3705" />
As a side note, if you plan to use the NUnit 2.2 GUI for manual testing, you'll have to make the same change to the nunit-gui.exe.config file.
MSBuild and FxCop
MSBuild scripts can range from the very simple to the very complex. For this example, we'll stick with something easy. Whether you know it or not, the solution and project files that Visual Studio 2005 produces can be directly fed into MSBuild. So, for a solution called Bank.sln, I can build all of its projects by typing MSBuild Bank.sln. Although this works with solution files, they are not actually in the official MSBuild XML format. But, project files are. And the best part is that you can manually modify the project/MSBuild file and Visual Studio 2005 will respect your changes. Okay…I'm getting off-topic…let's get back on track…
If you don't want to run FxCop analysis as part of your CC.NET build, you do not need to create your own build file. However, if you'd like to include FxCop analysis, you can create your own build file in the same directory as your solution file. For example, I created the following Bank.msbuild file:
<Project DefaultTargets="Build" xmlns="http://schemas.microsoft.com/developer/msbuild/2003">
<Target Name="Build">
<!– Clean, then rebuild entire solution –>
<MSBuild Projects="Bank.sln" Targets="Clean;Rebuild" />
<!– Run FxCop analysis –>
<Exec Command="FxCopCmd.exe /project:C:\depot\Bank\Bank.FxCop /out:C:\depot\Bank\Bank.FxCop.xml" WorkingDirectory="C:\Program Files\Microsoft FxCop 1.30" />
This file has a single target called Build. The first thing it does is call MSBuild on the Bank.sln file. The Targets attribute says that we'd like to execute the Clean task first (which deletes all of the old build output), then execute the Rebuild task. I run Clean so that there are no old files from the last build left sitting in the output folders. It can be confusing if your build fails but the unit tests pass. This is usually because the old unit test assembly is still hanging around from a prior successful build. Using Clean eliminates that problem.
Next, the Exec command executes FxCop. I have it execute against an FxCop project file, but you can call it directly against an assembly if that works better for you. I've directed the output to an xml file that will later be merged into the build and NUnit output so it can be reported by CC.NET.
Now we need to tell CC.NET to call our MSBuild file (or, if you don't need to run FxCop, you can directly call the solution file). Although there are many sections in the ccnet.config file, these are the elements that we're interested in:
<build type="commandLineBuilder">
<buildArgs>Bank.msbuild /p:Configuration=Debug</buildArgs>
Notice that instead of using a build type of NAnt, we've specified the commandLineBuilder. This allows us to call anything we'd like at the command line. The baseDirectory points to the directory containing the Bank.msbuild file that we created earlier. The buildArgs specifies the name of the build file and any other command-line options we'd like to send to MSBuild. If you don't plan to run FxCop, you can simply call MSBuild on the solution file by replacing the buildArgs with the following line:
<buildArgs>Bank.sln /t:Clean;Rebuild /p:Configuration=Debug</buildArgs>
Since our MSBuild script doesn't get the latest source from the source repository, you'll want to let CC.NET do it by setting autoGetSource to true in your sourcecontrol tag.
To run the NUnit tests, use the nunit task by specifying the path to the NUnit console application, and list the assemblies that you'd like to test. Because we're using CC.NET's nunit task, we don't need to worry about merging the test output (like we might normally have to do if we were using NAnt).
<!– No file merging necessary if using CC.NET's NUnit task –>
<path>C:\Program Files\NUnit 2.2\bin\nunit-console.exe</path>
<!– Merge FxCop output –>
Last, we do need to tell CC.NET to merge our FxCop output. This lets us see the FxCop detail on the CC.NET web site.
Although this isn't a perfect solution, it's a great temporary solution that doesn't take a lot of effort. By using this configuration, you'll be able to use MSBuild, run your NUnit 2.2 tests, and leverage the latest version of FxCop all under the control of CruiseControl.NET. The only downside is that—because CC.NET doesn't know how to capture useful build output from the commandLineBuilder—you won't see your build warnings and errors in the CC.NET e-mail or on the web site. Although this sounds like a show-stopper, you can use the original log link on the web site, and it is trivial to quickly find the last failure.
If you're curious about MSBuild, you can find a three-part MSDN article here, here, and here. If you'd like to know more about CruiseControl.NET, continuous integration, and the Ambient Orb, check out my other article.


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Byron Scott compiled a record of 64-166 during his tenure as coach of the Cleveland Cavaliers. That mark, for some perspective, is only a 2-14 slide away—during the lockout-shortened season of 2011-12, perhaps—from matching the 66-180 record the Cavs totaled from 1981-83 under the ownership of Ted Stepien. Scott also set an NBA record with 26 consecutive losses in 2011 and saw his winning percentage actually decline from .318 to .293 in his third year on the Cavaliers' sidelines. With all that in mind, however—along with the personal grudge I somewhat hold against Scott for helping to run my guys Christian Eyenga and Samardo Samuels out of the league—I still woke up on Thursday morning unsure if firing Scott was actually the best move to make. Dan Gilbert, Chris Grant and the rest of the Cavaliers organization elected to make that move regardless, though, and the search for a new head coach is now underway. But before I can engage in discussions about Mike Malone, Brian Shaw, Mike Brown (?!?!?) or whoever else, I need to first talk about the many layers of this decision that left me conflicted throughout the day. 1. If Kyrie Irving didn't want Byron Scott fired, why do it? My thought process during the month of April went like this: the only way Byron Scott would / could / should be fired is if Kyrie Irving wanted him gone. As I watched Irving turn in the worst month of his NBA career while his "Basketball Father" sat scorching on the hot seat, I started to think that maybe he was cool with a new voice in the huddle. Not necessarily calling for Byron to lose his job, mind you, but okay if the ax came down. After standing three feet away from Kyrie while he addressed the media at Cleveland Clinic Courts, though, the kid looked to me like someone had just shot his dog. "I feel like I lost a part of myself," he said, as depressed as I've ever seen him. So while I walked into Cleveland Clinic Courts thinking that maybe Irving did want Scott out, I left completely convinced of the opposite. Nobody is that good of an actor, not even the guy who plays Uncle Drew. 2. Is firing Scott, then, in some ways, a move towards the type of organizational control the Cavaliers lacked during the LeBron James Era? I suppose we can only surmise that it is, then, if the decision came in contrast with what your superstar wanted. Irving, in my humble opinion, did not want Scott to be fired. Tristan Thompson certainly didn't and I'd imagine Dion Waiters didn't either after Scott was as vocal as he was in his desire to spend the fourth overall pick on a Sixth Man from Syracuse. Those three aside, then, who's left? The only other people who matter, as it relates to the rebuilding effort specifically, are the general manager and the owner. The ultimate group who then decided to act in the best interest of the organization even if that interest conflicted with the desires of Irving? Is that the narrative? 3. Which also makes me wonder why I am questioning the narrative of a coach who was fired after losing nearly as much as the late Ted Stepien did. My real problem here, I've decided, is that I completely bought into "The Process" so much that I became numb to the losing. I covered every home game during the losing streak of 2010-11 and essentially cried uncle already before setting my sights on 2013-14 campaign. A season, they said, when the organizational goal would inevitably shift to winning now, and away from tanking towards draft picks and lottery balls. That process involved extending Byron Scott's contract as recently as this year. If I can just watch that defense with my hands over my eyes a little bit longer, I thought, everything will be okay by next season. That's when the owner's desire to win would trickle down to the general manager, then to the coach and eventually to the players. That culture of winning would again be created and the season would be filled with talk of No. 6 and No. 7 seeds while the Cavaliers jockeyed for position in the Eastern Conference. The embarrassing efforts were supposed to be ending soon. 4. But maybe thought processes like that are why the Cavaliers needed the fresh start a new coach would inevitably provide? I would have liked to see the Cavaliers believe in their process enough to see it through to completion. By completion I mean allow Scott to Coach Irving in year three of his young NBA career and see what happens from there Despite that, I drove back down the road to work after the Irving presser thinking that maybe they'd have just lost next year too anyway, and a fresh start now is better than a fresh start later. The organizational decision to lose over the last two seasons had forced everyone to lose just a little bit more. Now that's over, and the next coach--along with Chris Grant--will be held to a new standard in 2013-14. We'll see what happens then, I guess. In the meantime, though, best of luck to Byron Scott in his next adventure.
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Donna Kaz, Act Like a Feminist Artist: A Guerrilla Girl Unmasks
Ever wonder what it's like to be a feminist masked avenger? Donna Kaz, aka Aphra Behn, shares her experiences as a feminist activist for gender parity in the performing art world for 20 years as a member of the Guerrilla Girls. Her journey to feminist artist began when she moved to New York City to pursue a career in theater and got sidetracked in a three-year violent relationship with a famous actor. Always an outsider, she took one step further into invisibility and became a Guerrilla Girl, a feminist activist who never appears in public without wearing a rubber gorilla mask and who uses the name of a dead woman artist to provoke change. As the Guerrilla Girl Aphra Behn, she created comedic art and theater that blasted the blatant sexism of the theater world while proving feminists are funny at the same time. "Act Like A Feminist Artist" discusses the posters, protests, fax blitzes, speak outs and street theatre actions created by the Girls, coupled with passages of Aphra's new memoir, UN/MASKED: Memoirs of a Guerrilla Girl On Tour. Get the inside scoop from a woman-turned-survivor-turned-radical-feminist who takes off her mask and, by merging her identities, reveals all.
Poet essayist, and author Katha Pollitt calls UN/MASKED "A vivid memoir of an eager, energetic woman of the theatre confronting sexism in love and art. It's also a rare first-hand account of life inside the famed Guerrilla Girls, those gorilla-masked artists and performers who made feminist protest daring, original and fun."
Donna Kaz is a multigenre writer and the author of Performing Tribute 9/11; The Wanderer; Waiting; Food, the Musical; and JOAN, voted Best Production of 2000 by the Scranton Times. Her alter ego, Aphra Behn, is a performer, a playwright, a producer, and the artistic director of Guerrilla Girls On Tour! They both live in New York City.
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