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HH 247: The Hanukkah Carnival Arriveth!
Over at the Israel Situation the latest Haveil Havalim carnival is up – Holiday Edition.
This one has been in the making for 5770 years so grab a latke & get going to see what's going down in the Jewish blogosphere! Plenty of holiday & political treats await. Appreciate the inclusion, and wishing everyone a bright, light filled holiday to chase away any darkness!
Mighty Maccabees: Archeology Determines Larger Hasmonean Dynasty
Bigger, Better, Stronger.
With Hanukkah's arrival it's hard not to be pleased here at the Hashmonean, after all this blog pays tribute to the Judean dynasty which toppled the mighty Seleucid Empire in the name of religious freedom. Between celebrating the re-dedication of the Temple, lighting things on fire, the crispy potato latkes and the sweet scent of sufganiyot in Israel (holiday donuts) I get a bit giddy truthfully.
Seleucid Smackdown
Now comes word from the Israel Antiquities Authority that they have yet ANOTHER treat for all us Hashmoneans this year. Archaeological finds which show the Judean Hasmonean dynasty was even larger than originally thought, its control extending all the way into the deep Negev desert!
The Hasmonean king Alexander Jannaeus conquered Gaza and the Negev and for decades prevented the Nabataeans from using the Incense Road."
[...] An analysis of the finds has revealed that after Gaza was conquered in 99 BCE, King Alexander Jannaeus – the great-grandson of Matityahu the High Priest – built a fortress with four towers inside an earlier Nabataean caravanserai. With the aid of this fortress he was able to halt any Nabataean activity along the Incense Road and in effect force them out of the Negev.
Seems we've been kicking the Gazan tushy for quite some time now..
It was because of the fortress' shape that archaeologist, Dr. Rudolph Cohen assumed at the time it was a stronghold from the Roman period (end of the third century CE). But a new analysis of the artifacts which were discovered inside the fortress, and the architectural features of the fortress itself, has led to the unequivocal conclusion that the fortress is Hasmonean.
According to Dr. Tali Erickson-Gini of the Israel Antiquities Authority, who is the scientific editor of the excavation, "We are talking about a revolutionary discovery that will redraw the maps of the region which describe that era and greatly increase the territory governed by the Hasmoneans into the heart of the Negev Highlands as we know it. This is an important discovery from an archaeological and historical standpoint.
Despite the evidence of the historian Josephus, according to which King Alexander Jannaeus conquered the southern coast of the Land of Israel and the harbor in Gaza (which was of paramount importance to the Nabataeans) and even further south, no clear archaeological proof of this has been found in the field. And it was because of this lack of proof that historians were inclined to dismiss the possibility that the Hasmoneans did indeed control the Negev". [...]
I know, I'm a big Zio-Geek – Sue me!
It should be noted that over the last 2 years or so other exciting archaeological finds have been made, including remains of the Southern Wall of the Temple, built & dating back to the Hasmonean dynasty as well. Maps will need to be re-drawn, the dynasty is growing ever larger : )
Celebrating Religious Freedom & Victory!
Every day our Arab friends grow ever testier.. They don't want to dig, they prefer to deny & destroy rich archaeological finds because time after time these treasures provide a rich & exciting testament to the fact that the Land of Israel belongs to us, and it always has. It's part of our rich heritage & history. Our covenant, one which unlike them we are prepared to share openly with the world to both inspire & renew and rejoice.
I'll be lighting the candles up in the header graphic above again this year & wishing you and yours a very Happy Hanukkah!
UPDATE: Another piece of the historical puzzle assembled, recently gathered pieces of ancient Seleuicd Steele confim historical aspects in Books of Maccabees : )
Inconvenient Truth: Dividing Jerusalem Subject to Israeli Public Approval (Updated)
EU, World will be shocked to learn Israel is a Democracy
The Peace Process is being endangered by appeasement. The Palestinians have rejected every peace deal to ever grace their plate, now they refuse to even negotiate. Putting aside for a moment the fact they clearly don't desire a state so much as the destruction of ours, one begins to wonder why some are so eager to appease them endlessly?
The list is long..
- Israeli Governments of the right & left
- The EU
- American Presidents
- Donor countries pumping in billions per annum in cash
- The UN
- Liberals, NGOs..
It's practically a party! There are however two entities that are decidedly less keen on appeasing Palestinians. They consist of the Arab world & the Israeli public.
Picking up the Peaces
The Arabs refuse to appease the Palestinians because they've been employing them as pawns to bludgeon Israel for over 40 years now. Why ruin the gravy train? No one gives the Palestinians less money, less rights, less land or lesser dreams for a better future then their own Arab brethren, Lebanon is a prime example.
The Israeli public on the other hand, which has given the Palestinians more money, more rights, more land & more hopes for a better future than any Arab nation on earth now refuses to do much more. Out of patience, because this same public has inevitably paid the price of being the pawns sacrificed by the rest of the appeasing world in the name of Palestinian violence, terror, and intransigence. Here in Israel much of that public has simply had enough. That includes incidentally Arab residents of East Jerusalem whom themselves want no part of a PA state it seems.
The dangerous cycle of appeasement has now come to the point where the PA is not even negotiating for Peace. They want all their demands met, they want a state, they want the billions in aid, they want to be courted as players – and in return they offer nothing. Peace is not even on their table.
It's not land for peace, its now land for appeasement.
The attempt by Sweden, the UK & others this week to pre-determine final status issues when the Palestinians themselves refuse even to negotiate smacks of the most sickening appeasement we've seen to date. These moves rejected by Israel, rejected by the US, and opposed by EU member states including new Europe, Italy & France smack of a form of psychosis removed from all reality. Well reality will come crashing in soon enough.
The Referendum Bill
The bill 1st tabled under the Olmert Kadima government, passed 1st reading then but was put aside due to elections. It is now tabled again & headed to 2nd & 3rd reading & probable passage. The rest of world may choose to play pretend, but Israel annexed East Jerusalem & the Golan Heights after the defensive 67 war. International actors may think they can pre-determine reality, but they will come up against an inconvenient truth – Israeli democracy & Israeli law, both of which trump pitiful international declarations.
As early as Wednesday, the Golan Heights and Jerusalem Referendum Bill could return to the Knesset plenum for a key vote, after a late-night decision Tuesday by the Ministerial Committee for Legislation ensured coalition support for the controversial bill. [...]
"We must safeguard the Land of Israel and accelerate the legislative process, in order to prevent a future possibility of retreat against the will of the people," said Science and Technology Minister Daniel Herschkowitz, shortly after the committee's vote.
Indeed, Jerusalem & the Golan belong to the people of Israel, annexed. We control the land - This also is an 'inconvenient truth'. Our governments, our allies, our 'Palestinians friends' can huff & they can puff but when push comes to shove reality can prove to be a cruel mistress. Our current Prime Minister as opposed to previous clowns in the post knows this well..
Netanyahu backs referendum bill, wants public's support for withdrawals
Knesset expected to pass 'continuity law' that allows body to continue legislative discussions on bill obligating national referendum on withdrawals. 'Any historic peace agreement I bring will be based on support from majority of public,' PM says. [...]
We hold all the cards.
Any deal must be based in reality, palatable to the Israeli electorate. We are much more crucial to the process than Abbas or his crooked thieving cronies. EU officials would be wise to embrace reality instead of living in an unelected tax payer funded dream consisting of caviar, limos, jets, and unbackable feel good pronouncements designed to tickle Abbas' testicles. Here in Israel we live in the real world. The threats are grave, the will of the people here is strong & the Democracy will have its say – Whether the EU likes it, or not.
Update: Booyah! – Knesset votes in favor at JPOST
The Knesset voted Wednesday afternoon in favor of continuing legislative work on the Golan Heights and Jerusalem Referendum Bill, by an overwhelming majority of 68 to 22, with one abstention. [...] The vote crossed coalition-opposition lines, with over one-third of Kadima MKs supporting the bill, but with the majority of Labor ministers conspicuously absent from the vote.
Livni voted NAY <– After negotiating in total secrecy with PA, nearly selling the farm.. Leader of Kadima doesn't feel its necessary to consult the public on issues that will affect Israelis for generations. Epic fail.
Soloists: Americans for Peace Now Manning The Empty Fringe Fort
Ally Jstreet Tacks Right while APN declares 'Principled Lunacy'
The long cold dark winter – Iran has mocked the entire world (but most of all Obama) with its play for time tactics, rejecting every single generous offer from the West regarding its nuclear weapons program. Pretty much everyone involved now realizes this, there are however holdouts. The 1st house of cards to tumble was Jstreet which this week has reversed itself on the Iran Sanctions Act now making its way through the US government.
Goldfarb in the Standard writes..
Spencer Ackerman interviews J Street chief Jeremy Ben-Ami on that group's announcement that it will now back sanctions to cut Iran off from its supply of refined petroleum products. Earlier today Ackerman offered one possible explanation for the move: "The attacks on J Street have worked." I think that's probably right. The shift is not confined to sanctions legislation — J Street has moved right on Goldstone (though their position is still way out of step with mainstream Jewish opinion) and Ben-Ami has made a number of other statements that seemed designed to appease the group's critics, and antagonize its most left-wing supporters (denouncing Walt and Mearsheimer and taking U.S. aid to Israel off the table are the two most obvious examples). But Ben-Ami offers another explanation to Ackerman:
TWI: Is it too wily to think that you're doing this in order to basically signal your stand with the rest of the pro-Israel community in this country while saving the harder battles for things like Jerusalem, the two-state solution and so forth?
Ben-Ami: Well look, those are issues where we are definitely not in line with most of the other organizations. For us, we've always said that is the issue. The real existential threat to a Jewish democratic Israel is the failure to reach a two-state solution. There is a threat from a nuclear-armed Iran. But the real existential threat that we're focused on is that we have got to reach a two-state solution now or else we're going to lose Israel.
So, according to Ben-Ami, by disagreeing with J Street, Israel is a greater threat to itself than a nuclear-armed Iran. This, I suspect, is not a widely held view in the Jewish community here or in Israel — and it is certainly not a widely-held view among Americans in general [...]
Ben-Ami can contort & wrap this up in whatever flag he likes, at the end of the day Jstreet felt the pain of being so radically far out from the mainstream of the American Jewish community. Truth is they go where Obama goes, and El Presidente has himself felt the pain of his initial radical positions - Embarrassingly so.
We already know both groups (Jstreet & APN) are really nothing more than sycophantic blocking backs for Obama, Jstreet even gleefully openly stated as much in the NY Times. With Israel having pulled its settlement freeze, and with Obama now coming around to the realization he has erred on both Iran & Middle East Peace in general - Jstreet reads the tea leaves & like the dutiful soldier tacks right with him, no surprises there sayeth Rosner
Zealots at APN
But where does that leave Americans for Peace Now? Out in the cold, and still rejecting US sanctions. Why pray tell? because they don't empower Emperor Obama enough or something like that. I skipped past all the Zealotry & righteous BS because one line says it all..
[...] we support legislation that genuinely strengthens the US President in his efforts to deal with the challenge of Iran – not legislation that undermines his authority and forces his hand.
There you have it. We can safely ignore both Houses of Congress, the American people as polled themselves etc. What do they know anyway? As soon as Obama himself declares the Sanctions Acts good.. like Gd himself on the 6th day – You can expect the last remaining Obami, those Zealots willing to fall on his sword to do so as well.
Like Masada, only different!
This time we're supporting the Roman hordes & pagans. Iran has once again taken to beating its people, censoring media, shutting down internet access in the last 24 hours etc. Iran has declared it needs 20 more brand new nuclear enrichment plants, but it's no cause for concern. It's 'Empowerment'. None of it really matters when you are on the fringe in any case!
APN is all about empowering the weak, be it the Palestinians, the Iranians.. or even the American President. It's highly principled stuff once you muck through all the BS & Soros funding.
UPD: I forgot the link to Goldfarb's quote.. That's pretty embarrassing for a blogger going on 4yrs lol. My thanks to a reader for pointing this out. Omission, most certainly not derision.
Bird of Prey: V22 Osprey Vies to Fly The Israeli Skies?
Venerable Hercules C-130 Transport & CH-53 Yasur possibly on the block?
So sayeth Haaretz, but I'm skeptical.
The air force has been debating the need to procure the V-22, an American-made transport aircraft capable of vertical take-off and landing. [...]
A debate has been ongoing within the air force on whether to procure the aircraft, with the helicopter crews favoring the option because it would significantly improve their transport capabilities. The V-22 is capable of carrying similar loads to those carried by the CH-53 helicopter, which is currently in Israel Defense Forces use, but its speed, range and maximum altitude are double those of the helicopter. So the V-22 will enable commando and rescue operation at greater distances than those currently possible.
Opposing the V-22 option are senior air force officers, especially those in charge of procurement, who support buying more advanced CH-53 helicopters and C-130 turboprop aircraft to replace the aging fleets of existing transporters of the type.
The Osprey is a unique beast with unique capabilities.
Pluses already mentioned are range, speed & capacity greater than a chopper with similar V-TOL ability. However, the Osprey itself is massively controversial. The program was almost shelved numerous times in the US & was sickeningly over budget. The Osprey is also famously difficult to fly & prone to crash due to both hardware & pilot error, still a bit unproven. We'd have to retrain heavily for its use nor would it be particularly cheap.
Further, both the C-130 Hercules & the CH-53 choppers available going forward are, or have undergone monster overhauls in the USA & are state of the art. I reported on IAF procurement plans for the HERCS here, the IAF was planning to load some of them to the gills with Special Ops electronics – It's not clear if those spec-ops ones are on the block if the Osprey were to arrive, but doubtful as the US Congress was already notified last year of the classic 'impending sale to Israel' line. Equally, some of the Yasur transport choppers in Israel are undergoing modernization programs designed to carry them well into the future as posted here.
Peas in a pod?
One primary bonus is that the IAF would be in line with the US, which is in many cases using the V-22 Osprey going forward for its own special-ops transport. Haaretz states the debate is ongoing, but the procurement officers prefer HERCS & Yasurs. If one were to wager, I'd say maybe we pick up a couple of V-22s for kicks.. But maintaining HERC supply lines, Yasur supply lines, pilot training & general infrastructure plus adding all new supplies training & infrastructure needs for V-22s seems like a classic army / air force clusterfark (pardon my military lingo).
Personally, I'll believe it when I see one fly over my apartment or perhaps the beach – In both cases one can routinely see the occasional Yasur doing just that..
Big Talker: Obama's Pandering Achieved Nothing
Just as pandering to him will achieve pretty much the same..
In Honduras a new President has been elected, he's a conservative. You know things are going real well when a tiny latin nation tells the leader of the free world to take a hike, and then a few months later he's lacing up his hiking boots.
In Iran, illicit nuclear enrichment & plutonium work continues unabated & is even expanding while America is seemingly on the retreat. The Russians have given Obama no quarter, and the Arab world from Lebanon to Syria right down to the Palestinians themselves seemingly thumb their noses at Obama on an almost daily basis now.
What has all this talk from the podium achieved? Nothing.
One could argue that these efforts in foreign countries of re-writing history, tarnishing America's great exceptionalism, embracing Arab narratives, and bowing deep have not delivered tangible concrete results – But that the goal was to engender a 'feeling', a wave of good will or hope which itself would deliver..
Such tripe may actually speak to Obama adherents, after all they staked it all on Hope & Change. However sadly for them most of all, reality has fallen flat. The old saying goes 'talk is cheap', yet when the President talks someone somewhere inevitably ends up paying a price. Thus far it's been America and her allies paying with no possible hope of return on the investment.
Feeding the Crocodile
Fouad Ajami writes in the WSJ on Obama's signature big talk program – Pandering to the Muslim World & the results as recorded by Pew intl surveys..
In the Palestinian territories, 15% have a favorable view of the U.S. while 82% have an unfavorable view. The Obama speech in Ankara didn't seem to help in Turkey, where the favorables are 14% and those unreconciled, 69%. In Egypt, a country that's reaped nearly 40 years of American aid, things stayed roughly the same: 27% have a favorable view of the U.S. while 70% do not. In Pakistan, a place of great consequence for American power, our standing has deteriorated: The unfavorables rose from 63% in 2008 to 68% this year.
Mr. Obama's election has not drained the swamps of anti-Americanism. That anti-Americanism is endemic to this region, an alibi and a scapegoat for nations, and their rulers, unwilling to break out of the grip of political autocracy and economic failure. It predated the presidency of George W. Bush and rages on during the Obama presidency.
In other words, nothing has changed.
Here in Israel however plenty has changed. A nation which reveres America & her leaders has turned decidedly sour on Obama across the board. Through it all we've tossed concession after concession to feed the appeasement monster that is Obama's failed policies, all in the hopes that he will have our back in regards to Iran. That's what this is about, no one here believes the Palestinians want peace, we know what they want – Pieces of Israel one after the other until nothing is left.
Sadly, this notion that we can feed the Obama beast chunks of appeasement meat in return for his good graces is just as flawed as Obama's own failed philosophies. We can freeze settlements, hand off Jerusalem, prostrate ourselves to failed international policies till the sun comes up. It won't deliver peace, not with an Arab world which still hasn't reconciled itself to Israel. Nor will it deliver American carrier groups & B-2 strike bombers to flatten those enemies which threaten us & the region as a whole.
I can't say I blame my Prime Minister, appeasement is in fashion these days. I just hope he's got a backup plan for when the day dawns on all of us here in Israel, that just like the Palestinians, Obama is incapable of delivering the goods.


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III.2. Mrs. Tulliver's Teraphim, or Household Gods
When the coach set down Tom and Maggie, it was five hours since she had
started from home, and she was thinking with some trembling that her father had
perhaps missed her, and asked for "the little wench" in vain. She thought of no
other change that might have happened.
She hurried along the gravel-walk and entered the house before Tom; but in the
entrance she was startled by a strong smell of tobacco. The parlor door was ajar;
that was where the smell came from. It was very strange; could any visitor be
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Tom was come. Maggie, after this pause of surprise, was only in the act of
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recollection, sitting in his father's chair, smoking, with a jug and glass beside him.
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money, and being ruined,--sinking into the condition of poor working people. It
seemed only natural this should happen, since his father had lost all his property,
and he thought of no more special cause for this particular form of misfortune
than the loss of the lawsuit. But the immediate presence of this disgrace was so
much keener an experience to Tom than the worst form of apprehension, that he
felt at this moment as if his real trouble had only just begin; it was a touch on the
irritated nerve compared with its spontaneous dull aching.
"How do you do, sir?" said the man, taking the pipe out of his mouth, with rough,
embarrassed civility. The two young startled faces made him a little
But Tom turned away hastily without speaking; the sight was too hateful. Maggie
had not understood the appearance of this stranger, as Tom had. She followed
him, whispering: "Who can it be, Tom? What is the matter?" Then, with a sudden
undefined dread lest this stranger might have something to do with a change in
her father, she rushed upstairs, checking herself at the bedroom door to throw off
her bonnet, and enter on tiptoe. All was silent there; her father was lying,
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him. A servant was there, but not her mother.
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Maggie hastened out, and said to Tom; "Father is lying quiet; let us go and look
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Crimson Tide
I'm going to keep doing chapters for Masquerade its just that I started to get ideas for another story and so I thought I should write them out to get them out of my head so here it is... I had trouble with the title as well .Ok some of these chapters will have flashbacks, there might be a few chapters without them spread through out the story, they might be at the beginning, middle or end of the chapter... who knows. Anyway hope you Enjoy it.
Oh almost forgot these are the parings so deal with it; slight (maybe even a little one-sided) Naru/Kaka, Naru/Kyu the main pairing though is Naru/Sasu there will also be a little one-sided Ita/Naru.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or any of the lyrics in here but I do own this story.
Chapter 1: Azure Amongst Pink Sakura
A bright azure coloured eye could be seen peeking through the small gap between the partially opened screen door, watching the movement inside the room, listening to the conversation between the adults about what their clans will do to improve the country and about the shinobi in Konohagakure. If one looked close enough to the screen door one could see the faint shadow of a teenage girl cast upon the door from the sun, the girl jumps lightly as the screen door is closed blocking her view into the room, instantly she knew who it was that closed it, after all it was only a few months ago that her parents hired the strange man to guard her.
Slowly her gaze travelled upward to view the man that was standing behind her, strands of her long golden hair falling down her back forming spirals on parts of her light and dark blue kimono and the wooden floor, the gold hair pin jingling slightly as she moves her head, she had no idea that he was standing there, she didn't even hear him walk up behind her. A frown forms on her face as she looks at the orange book in his hands, she knew what is was, she had seen many men around the Uzumaki compound reading the disgusting book including her father, as soon as she opens her mouth to say something to him he brings his book down and presses his index finger up to where his mouth would be behind his blue mask, asking her to keep quiet, though his single gaze never leaves the pages of the novel.
After awhile of glaring at the strange man she eventually stands up, her long slender fingers grip onto the front of her kimono as she lifts it up slightly and walks away from the screen door she was sitting at, the back of her kimono dragging along the dark wooden floor boards as her bare feet barely make a single noise with each and every step that she takes, the shinobi slowly following close behind her. The man lifts his head up slightly, his single grey eye looking at the form of the young girl in front of him, he has only been watching her for three months now and each and every time she would always sneak off without him noticing and he could never figure out how she would do it no matter how much of a genius he is, she seemed to be more sneaky then an ANBU and they were trained, where as this young girl was brought up in a different lifestyle to that of a shinobi yet she was able to do things most civilians couldn't do.
gradually they made their way towards the garden near her bedroom, the wind started to pick up slightly allowing the sakura petals to gently glide on the wind as though they were feathers. Slowly they made their way towards the red bridge that went from one side of the large pond to the other, the girl then stoped in the middle of the bridge and leaned over the railing as she watched the koi swimming around amongst the pink and white water lilies and reeds. After awhile she broke the silence between them "Kakashi?..."
Said man was leaning his back against the railing not bothering to face her as she says his name "Hmm?" he answers, somehow managing to read at the same time without loosing his place in the novel.
"Did mother say anything to you about my trip to the village later on today?" she asks him as she turns away from the water and looks over at him.
Kakashi looks up from his book and over at the young girl, it was hard to believe that she was only 17, every time he looked at her he always found it hard to look away, just as most men had a tendency to do around her, unlike most girls who wore make up Naruka had a natural beauty about her, her skin was smooth and flawless, no blemish at all apart from the three whisker like scars on her cheeks, for some strange reason her skin was tanned apparently it has always been that colour unlike her parents who were pale, her slim figure slightly hidden by the light and dark blue kimono and black obi, the long sleaves only showing her fingertips, her bright blue eyes looking up at his tall figure.
Kakashi looks at he slightly sad as he see's the slight hope in her eyes, he then shakes his head slightly "Sorry but she said you couldn't go to the festival, I even told her that you would be safe in a shinobi village but she still refused"
She looks away from him, it was clear to him that she was disappointed with the answer "Oh..." she says softly as she walks away from him, towards the sakura tree's, the petals gently falling from the branches, some falling into her long blond hair while some fall onto her kimono, slowly she lifts up her hands with her palms facing up catching some of the floating pink petals. The mere sight of her standing amongst the pink tree's and floating petals making some of the guards stop in their tracks and stare at her, those that could see her face could easily tell by her eyes that she was sad, yet the sight still made her look beautiful.
Kakashi slowly walked up to her and placed his hand on her shoulder, the vile orange book no longer in his hand his single visible eye showing that he was smiling "Don't worry I herd that this year it will be boring..." his voice then becomes a whisper as he leans closer to her ear "No sneaking out tonight either"
Naruka turns around and looks at him, a slight pout on her lips "How do you know?... was it that weird bushy brow freak that kept speaking about something or other that told you?"
He looks at he and laughs slightly "No I followed you... though I'm glad that he didn't spot me"
She gives him an odd look then laughs a little "He did ask about you though"
Kakashi pales slightly and gets a little worried "You didn't tell him anything?... did you?"
She looks at him and smirks slightly at his reaction "Your not afraid of another Konoha shinobi are you Kakashi?"
He clears his throat and try's to look a little more composed "N..no not at a...all" he says to her as he try's to wave it off.
"I wouldn't blame you though, he made me want to bang my head against something" she says to him as she looks towards the darkening sky, then towards the mixture of oranges, reds and pinks stretched across the sky where the sun is setting.
Naruka leans down slightly, her thin nimble fingers grabbing the front fabric of her kimono as she straightens herself back up "Well its getting late, I better go to bed before father gets up me" she says to him as she walks to her room.
Kakashi bows slightly as she leaves, straightening his back once she is far enough away from him, slowly he looks around the garden awhile ago he had sensed that there was someone hiding and watching the both of them but now any trace of them had vanished. It wasn't the first time this had happened after all this was the reason why he was hired to guard Naruka since only those who were around her would sense another's presence then sense nothing at all.
Naruka sat on the small stool as the maid brushed any of the nots out of her knee length blond hair, the maid then picked up a long piece of blue fabric and tied it tightly around her hair, making sure that her bangs were framing her face, she kept going until only a small amount of blond hair was sticking out of the bottom (you know similar to how Yuna his her hair in FFX2), making that it couldn't come undone while she slept. Once her hair was done she stood up and kept her back facing the maid as she undone the black obi around the blonde's waist, Naruka then took all three layers of her kimono off and laid them down on the stool she was sitting on while the maid helped her put on her white yukata (not sure if they sleep in it or not) and tied it securely.
Naruka moved over to her futon and laid down, pulling the silk sheets over herself. The maid picked up the kimono and obi up off of the stool and then picked up the candle before saying goodnight to the blond before she left the room, closing the screen door behind herself. Naruka looked around the dark room, she knew that Kakashi wouldn't be far just in case someone tried something at night, slowly she brings her hand up until her fingers are out from under the silk sheets, her fingers the curl slightly as she grips the soft sheets, sighing softly the room grows quiet as the light from the moon peers into her room through the window. The only sound to be heard are the chirping of crickets, the rustle of leaves and a soothing sound of running water coming from the garden, all these sounds slowly lull her to sleep as her eyelids grow heavy and slowly close until finally she is asleep.
A creaking sound could be heard in the quiet room as the door to the room opens, a stream of light enters the room through the open door, passing over the floor reaching all the way over part of the sleeping form on the futon. The figure standing in the doorway watches the sleeping occupant, his red slitted eyes watches the girl sleep peacefully, a serine expression on her face like it was all those years ago when he snuck into her bedroom for the first time. He then enters the room and walks over to the bed, his feet not once making a single noise as they touch the tatami mats, he then sits down beside the sleeping girl and brushes a golden bang back behind her ear, his fingertips brushing against her soft tanned skin tracing the whisker like marks on her cheek.
A soft groan could be heard from the sleeping blond as she wakes, her vision blurry at first but slowly focusing on the man beside her as her sight adjusts to the dark room "Hmm... can't I go back to sleep"
The man chuckles slightly as the candles are lit around the room one by one by some unseen force "I'm sorry Naruka but you have to help me tonight with the meeting"
She sits up slowly and pouts a little "Who are you meant to be meeting?" she asks him as she gets off of the futon and walks over to the dividing screen, her silo et appearing on the thin white rice paper, hiding her body from view but not her head.
"Its with Akatsuki, a few of them requested for you... It seems that some of them have missed you".
The blond turns around to face Kyuubi, she could now see his features, his long hair was a deep crimson shade that reached the small of his back, his slanted red slitted eyes standing out against his pale complexion. Just like her preferred to wear the more traditional clothing, his crimson kimono was trimmed with black with a small black obi securing it in place as it was open slightly to show his pale chest, his long finger nails painted black.
"Do I really have to... I don't like being around them, besides if anything bad happens don't blame me they are the ones that start it all the time" she says to him as she throws her sky blue yukata over the dividing screen.
Kyuubi a white fang slips over his bottom lip as he smirks slightly, he stands up and walks over to the closet and picks out a black and white kimono with spider web patterns on it "My dear I don't think Itachi started it, he isn't childish like some of the other members" he says to her as he walks over to her and hands her the kimono.
The blonde pouts once more and takes the kimono "He did start it... He kept looking at me funny and he wouldn't say anything" she says to him as she slips the kimono on and holds it around herself as she walks back around and stands in front of Kyuubi with her back facing him.
The red head raises a brow at this as he picks up the red obi and wraps it around the girls waist "Did he?... I never noticed him looking at you, maybe I might have to keep a close eye on him..." he pauses as he finishes tying the bow and ties part of her knee length blond hair up into a slight bun then places a small branch in her hair with sakura blossoms on it "Just try not to pull any more pranks on them"
Naruka turns around to face him once more "Fine then... but the moment any of them try or do something then they will regret it".
Kyuubi looks at her and sighs "Fine, fine just don't over do it, the last thing I need is Kisami running around my new bar recking everything"
The blond giggles a little at this "Not my fault he has a bad temper, besides I'm sure he can't get away with carrying around that large sword of his... I still think he is trying to over compensate for the lack of something"
Kyuubi looks at her with a frown "Honestly what happened to the Naruka I met all those years ago, you never used to be like this..." the red head then looks at her and pouts, though in some strange way it doesn't suit his handsome face "I miss the old sweet and innocent Naru-chan, the nice girl that even the cold undead seemed to adore".
The blond looks at him, her lips forming into a sweet smile "I'm still sweet and innocent, its just the people you introduce me to aren't" with that said she leans down slightly and picks up the back of her kimono so that it doesn't drag along the floor as she walks out of her bedroom.
Kyuubi frowns slightly at this, he knew she had a point but the fact that all of the undead that he knew besides a few were cold hearted and even when they were humans they were never innocent, especially his seven close friends and most of the humans he had turned. He never did bother finding out why there were the few vampires who were still the same as their old selves, but whenever he did think about it his mind would only come up with one possible solution and that was that they had come into contact with Naruka before they were turned.
After while he walks out of the room and into the hallway, he then walks over to the elevator and takes it down to the ground floor, upon stepping out of the elevator looks around the bar, making sure to keep a close eye on the humans running about as they cleaned the tables and bar top making sure that everything was in order before the bar opened for the first night.
Gradually he makes his way over to the front doors where Naruka was standing "Ok now when my guests arrive I want you to escort them up to the office, but not before they all get here, I was only informed that some of them were coming apparently some of them had gotten careless and they were killed" he says to her as he flicks a light switch on to turn the sign on outside.
Naruka nods her reply as she unlocks the door and turns the closed sign around so that it now says open "I sent one of the others up there not long ago so there should be some bottles of both red wine and fresh blood up there" she says to him absentmindedly as she watches the live band set up the instruments.
Kyuubi walks up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist as he leans over to whisper in her ear "Soon, very soon I will let you grace the undead ears with your haunting voice" a smile then forms on his lips as he watches her face "But for now they will just have to settle with seeing your beauty"
Naruka turns her head slightly and looks at him with sad sky blue eyes "But I want to sing now, you promised all those years ago when you had forbidden me to sing"
The red head looks at her and frowns "Don't look at me like that... you remember what happened in Konoha after Kakashi took you there, as soon as you started singing near that lake all those male shinobi were swooning over you as though they had herd a sirens song"
The blond pales at this and shudders "How can I... As soon as I stopped singing they all broke out into an all out fight and there were jutsu's going everywhere, I was just glad that I could sneak away without them noticing..." she then sighs softly "It didn't stop them from following me around" when mutters as she watches as a few people enter the bar.
Kyuubi laughs a little at this as he slowly moves away from her, his hands letting go of her waist "Well I better go up to the office it seems as though two of our guests are already here" he says as he turns around to face Itachi and Kisami and bows slightly.
Both had been standing there for quite awhile listening in on the conversation they were having, they both then bow slightly in response. Naruka turns away from the small stage and looks towards Itachi and Kisami, it looked strange seeing them without their black and red clouded cloaks, it looked more strange seeing Kisami without Shimada on his back though she knew that he must still have the large scale like sword covered in a bandage somewhere. What looked more strange was that Itachi's eyes were their normal black colour instead of the sharingan red, then again it had been ages since she had last seen the two.
Kisami looks over at the blond "Didn't know that you could sing" he says to her as his mouth forms into a twisted smile, his shark like teeth could be seen.
Itachi directs his attention to Kyuubi "Hn... maybe if the meeting goes well without any problems she might be allowed to..." he then looks over at Naruka and takes in her appearance "That is if she wants to" he adds as he looks at her kimono.
Naruka looks over at Kisami with a small frown adorning her face "What's that supposed to mean?... unlike the other noble women from our time I'm not tone deaf..." she then smirks slightly as she looks at the shark-like man in front of her "I'd like to hear you sing fish face"
Itachi becomes more paler then what he already was "Don't you dare Kisami" he warns him as he then glares at the taller man
Kyuubi chuckles darkly at this and places his hand on the blonde's shoulder "Sure if everyone behaves themselves she can"
Naruka looks up at the red head and smiles brightly "Really?..." she then turns and looks at Kisami, her eyes growing a slightly darker shade of blue "You try and mess this up for me and I'll make you regret even living" she says to him before going back to her normal happy self.
For all of them it was strange to see such an emotion show on the girls face, normally they only saw her happy side but this was a first even for Kyuubi. By now more people had entered the bar and half the bar was full, most of them were young vampires but there were a few older vampires. Within an instant Kyuubi had vanished, though they had known where he went, just as he left Deidara and Sasori walked through the door arguing about how Sasori doesn't like to make people wait and if puppets or clay are better.
Upon spotting Itachi and Kisami, Deidara perks up as they walk over to them, as they get closer they spot a blond, blue eyed girl standing in front of them "Un... Itachi, who is your new friend?" he asks as he looks the girl over.
Naruka looks at him and raises a brow "Honestly how can someone forget me..." an innocent smile creeps across her face as she looks at Deidara "Especially after what I did to you"
Deidara instantly remembers, it was hard to forget about that incident, hell he even had nightmares about it for almost three months "You blew up my favourite pants and bedroom with one of my own clay bombs..un... And you had the nerve to let me take the blame for it... un."
The blond girl covers her mouth with her hand and giggles "Guilty as charged but as I remember it was your fault you took my favourite kimono and then totally ruined it when you went training in it, so I decided to get a little payback with two of your clay bombs"
Itachi looks over at Deidara and Sasori "We will be waiting until the others get here before we all go up to met Kyuubi-sama" he says to them both just to make sure that Sasori doesn't start to grow impatient and start rambling on about how Kyuubi was being rude in making them wait for a long time.
Both Sasori and Deidara nod and walk over to an empty booth while they wait for the remainder of their group, Itachi and Kisami soon join them. Between the four of them a comfortable silence grows, though it was uncomfortable for Naruka, it wasn't long before Kisami and Deidara started arguing all because of the way that Kisami was looking at him. It was strange to think that two full grown adults could bicker like six year old children no mater how long they haven't seen each other for it was only twenty minutes into the argument when the rest of the Akatsuki arrived, upon entering Itachi, Kisami, Deidara, Sasori and Naruka went to greet them all.
Naruka bows slightly as she stands in front off all seven members "Please if you will all follow me I will take you to see Kyuubi" she says to them as she leads them over to the elevator beside the bar.
They entered the elevator after it opened, it was large enough to fit them all plus maybe two more people, the blond female pressed the button for the third floor after the doors closed and they all waited for the elevator to stop, some of them were leaning against the crimson padded walls while those in the middle were standing still as they waited patiently. It only took a few minutes for the elevator to stop end open up into a large office with black and crimson décor, the sofa's were a soft crimson velvet set against the black carpet and satin cushions on the sofa's, the walls were also black with crimson trimming and crimson curtains covering the windows. A large glass oval table was placed in the centre of the room with black leather chairs on either side, a small screen in front of every chair. A desk was at the other end of the room, the wood of it was painted black, on top of it was a silver computer and keyboard with a neat pile of papers beside it.
Kyuubi could be seen sitting at the oval table, he then stood up from his chair and welcomes them as everyone took their place at the table apart from Naruka, she had walked over to a cabinet and took out two sets of eight wine glasses one for if they wanted to drink one and one for if they wanted blood. She then went around and placed the glasses in front of everyone. (Ok a few minutes are going to go past cause no point in going over the meeting they are just basically catching up on things going around Konohagakure nothing important really beside's I think its a pain to write about a boring meeting.)
The entire meeting went off without a problem, it seems as though once they all herd that Naruka was going to sing they also tried to behave themselves as much as she did because they had wanted to hear her. They were all now on their way down to the ground floor, by the time they reached the ground floor the bar was almost full. The members of Akatsuki had kicked a few of the younger vampires away from two of the tables in front of the stage and sat down though Kyuubi walked up onto the stage as the band stoped playing.
"Welcome everyone to The Kitsune Bar and I'm your host Kyuubi, I hope everyone is enjoying their new heaven... I don't want to see any brawls start in here, if you want to fight then I suggest you take it outside otherwise you wont live to see your next night..." upon saying this he chuckles darkly making all of the undead patrons shudder and not want to think about what he could do to them. "Now I wasn't going to have this person sing so soon but I promised a few friends I would let her and I don't want you all thinking that she will do this every night... This will be the first time that the undead ears get to hear such an enchanting voice in such a long, long time..." he then pauses for awhile as his red slitted eyes scan the entire room "I'd like to introduce you all to Uzumaki Naruka"
Everyone's attention was drawn to the young looking girl in the black kimono with spider web patterns walk on stage, they could all tell that she was human just by her scent but they could also tell that she had and still does partake in the drinking of a powerful vampires blood because his scent also lingered on her and they could tell it was the owner of the bar Kyuubi that owned the human girl, but what they couldn't figure out was how old she really was since the vampire's blood has made her look younger and live longer then any normal human should.
Naruka walked onto the stage, her bare feet softly hitting the hard wood stage, the back of her kimono dragging along the floor as she walked up to the microphone with her head low. As soon as she looked up everyone could see what she looked like properly and almost everyone would have stopped breathing if they could, all they could see was a young innocent looking girl with knee length blond hair and sky blue eyes, she was defiantly an angel amongst demons. She then turns her head around and nods to the band to inform that she was ready and that they could start, her hands slowly rise up and take a hold of the microphone as she waits for the right time to start.
Hold onto me my love
You know I can't stay long
All I wanted to say was I love you and I'm not afraid... Oh
Can you hear me?
Can you feel me in your arms?
Holding my last breath
Safe inside myself
Are all my thoughts of you
Sweet ruptured light
It ends here tonight
Everyone had stopped what they were doing, even those who were serving the drinks to the patrons, while down in front at the tables Kisami's mouth was hanging open. Itachi was showing even more interest in the young girl, his lips forming a smirk as he started thinking about what her blood would taste like, even with Kyuubi's blood coursing through her veins he still wondered if she still tasted as though she was innocent.
I'll miss the winter
A world of fragile things
Look for me in the white forest,
hiding in a hollow tree (come and find me)
I know you hear me
I can taste it in your tears
Holding my last breath
Safe inside myself
Are all my thoughts of you
Sweet raptured light
It ends here tonight
Sasori was watching the performance with interest, just like everyone else in the bar his eyes never left the sweet temptress on the stage. Deidara on the other had was glad that he didn't place a clay bomb on her kimono when she had served him a drink earlier on in Kyuubi's office, is he had of done that then he wouldn't have gotten to hear her sing.
Closing your eyes to disappear
you pray your dreams will leave you here
But still your awake and know the truth
No one's there
Say goodnight
Don't be afraid
Calling me, calling me as you fade to black
As soon as she finished everyone stood up and either cheered or clapped, a faint blush adorned her cheeks as she looked around at everyone, it was the first time that she was congratulated for it since last time her singing caused a large fight amongst hormonal shinobi teens and men. Slowly she got down from the stage and walked over to Kyuubi who was now standing over near the Akatsuki members once again.
By now it was three o'clock leaving only three minutes until the sun would rise, though the sun never killed them they always preferred to sleep during the daylight hours since they always stayed awake during the night, slowly but gradually everyone made their way out of the bar so that all that was left were the Akatsuki members.
Naruka looks at them all and bows slightly "Well I hope you all enjoyed yourselves tonight but I'm feeling a little tired now so I will see you all next time there is a meeting or you decide to visit, excuse me" she says to them as she walks away and takes the elevator up to the second floor and heads to her bedroom.
Sasori looks over at Kyuubi "You were lucky to have found someone like her Kyuubi-sama"
Kyuubi looks at Sasori and reply's "Actually I found her after I turned all of you, Itachi may have once knew about her family before I killed them all"
Itachi turns his attention towards Kyuubi "So the rumours about you killing the Feudal Lord and the entire Uzumaki clan besides Naruka were true after all"
Kyuubi nods in reply "Yes I even got myself some more children in the process, I chose only the best amongst the clans in Konoha, all willing to obey their dear father even that copy ninja though he doesn't like to admit it... I had to get to them before Orochimaru did..."
Itachi nods in agreement "I'm glad I had turned Sasuke when I did other wise that fool would have, even if my foolish Otouto still doesn't see it"
Kyuubi slowly follows them to the doors "Yes well, I better not keep you any longer, I'm sure you are all wanting to rest, I hope we could do this again another time goodnight everyone" he says to them as he see's them out.
He then orders one of the servants to close the bar as he takes the elevator up to the second floor and walks to his and Naruka's bedroom, he then opens the dor and walks into the dark room, making sure to close it behind him. Walking over to the futon he see's Naruka's sleeping form and changes out of his kimono and into his yukata and slips in beside her under the silk sheets, his arm wrapping around her waist as he pulls her closer to him as he slowly closes his eyes and falls asleep beside her.
Preview Chapter 2: (still working on the title for it)
Naruka wakes up to the sounds of screaming coming from all around the Uzumaki complex, she could hear the guards running past her room shouting orders even their screams as they were cut down in mere seconds...
I'm not going to say sorry for how long this turned out cause well I had reviews to my masquerade story where people wanted it longer so I tried to make this one as long as I could but honestly I can only make them a certain length because then my brain sometimes stops thinking about what to put next... I'll even tried to make the second chapter just as long which hopefully it will be since I tried making the flash back have the same amount of paragraphs.
Don't get up me for the lyrics I used either I had to use what I could and well they were some of the ones I found.
I made sure that you all had to read more and if you don't like it then tuff no one is forcing you to read it though I will make Kakashi use his sharingan to force you to REVIEW tell me what you all think about my lovely new story. Do it now cause you know you wanna, if you don't you wont get anymore long chapters.
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Creative Nonfiction Prize
Icarus by Terri Favro
This week we're publishing the five stories on the shortlist for the CBC Creative Nonfiction Prize. In this story, author Terri Favro looks back at a youthful love affair...
Skylab was falling. Weakened by sunspots, the space station would take weeks to reach Earth, losing orbit like an old man rolling out of bed. A sign at the bar set the odds of debris reaching Hamilton at seven to one.
A boy in black leather muscled his way onto the stool beside me. "Canadian," he ordered, adding: "NASA should send me up. I'd fix the son-of-a-bitch."
In the mirror behind the whisky bottles, I watched his gaze move from my eyes, to my mouth, to the soft indentation at the base of my throat. He rapped the bar next to my empty glass with his knuckles. "I'm buying."
He was an apprentice millwright: shorter than I liked, but durable looking, big in the chest as if his heart needed extra room. Shaggy blonde hair fell across his forehead. One finger was a stump—chewed off in a machine, he said.
We danced under a disco ball that turned the floor into a prism of body parts. Fists stirred the air. Denim crotches bumped one another. A ponytail swung like a rope. I clung to the boy's shoulders.
"I finished university today," I shouted. It seemed important to let him know that he was punching above his weight.
He steadied me by pulling me to his chest. "What'd you study?"
"English. I'm going to Toronto to be a writer."
"Jesus! Better buy you another drink before you get too famous for me."
After another Singapore Sling, I agreed to go outside to see his motorcycle.
"A Kawasaki? Not a Harley?" I teased, standing in front of a brandy-coloured bike.
"Harleys are trouble." Borrowing a helmet for me from a guy he called his buddy, he straddled the bike and jumped on the starter. "Hop on."
Tucking my skirt under my thighs, I snugged myself up against his butt, wrapped my arms around his waist, pressed my face into his back, redolent of sweaty animal hide and tobacco, and allowed myself to be obliterated by vibration and speed.
We battled a head wind over Burlington Bay Bridge. My eyes teared up as I gazed at the flaring stacks of steel mills. I felt demolished. Overthrown. Falling into bed with him back at my flat was like part of the ride, his body pistoning me into the wall, the floor, the mattress.
I assumed he would vanish overnight. Not that I minded. He was too much like the boys in the sad, rusty town where I grew up. Ending up as a tradesman's girl would be like falling back to where I came from.
I opened my eyes the next morning to the boy tugging on his leathers. I asked to snap a picture of him. To remember him by.
"You are one weird chick." He posed for the picture and left.
I had my memento of our one-night stand. But the boy didn't let it stand. He roared back unannounced the next day on the Kawasaki, saddlebags stuffed with pumpernickel, pickled herring and Brie.
Flattered, I opened the door.
We picnicked on the floor. I talked about my last exam, a critique of a W.H. Auden poem. He said he couldn't understand how anyone could spend hours analyzing one poem, and call it work.
"You might change your mind if you read it. It's deep." I explained that the poem was about a painting, Brueghel's Landscape with the Fall of Icarus. Peasants go about their ploughing while far in the background a boy falls into the sea. His wings have melted off from flying too close to the sun. But no one really notices, or cares.
"Because shit happens," shrugged the boy.
"That's right," I said, surprised. "Maybe you do get poetry."
He shook his head. "I'm into science fiction."
He started showing up every weekend. We'd have sex, share delicatessen food, and roll around Hamilton on his motorcycle. He'd talk about politics—his were painfully, simplistically right wing. He'd talk about getting an Engineering degree—trying to impress me, I thought. He'd talk about guns, volunteering to show me how to handle a twenty-two. He'd even talk about novels, his favourite being the post-apocalyptic A Boy and His Dog. The book ends with the boy letting the dog eat his girlfriend.
I hurled it across the room at the boy's head. "You asshole!"
"What the hell's the matter?" he laughed, dodging the paperback. "It's just a book."
I decided to break up with him when I left for enlightened Toronto. We would end like a T.S. Eliot poem. Not with a bang but a whimper.
Weeks passed, waiting for real life to begin. I worked temporary jobs and sold an article for fifteen dollars. When a letter arrived from the Toronto arts organization that had offered to hire me, I expected to read that their grant money had finally come through.
It was an apology. Reduced government funding, it mourned, closing with: Best wishes for your future.
Expecting the boy, I waited and waited. He had said he would come, but didn't show.
I knew it had to end some time. But no one should lose their job and lover in one day.
I scraped together enough change for a bottle of Blue Nun. At the liquor store, a mustached Serpico frowned at my ID and slipped my shameful lonely-girl purchase into a bag.
By the time I returned to my flat, the sun was a smoggy ball over Burlington Bay. I killed the Blue Nun and woke on the floor in headachy darkness to a ringing phone. I didn't recognize the voice of the boy's brother.
"There's been an accident," he said.
I caught a bus to the university medical centre, a space ship of a hospital with candy-coloured walls. You would never suspect the cheery interior hid so many broken bodies. At Intensive Care, a nurse asked if I was family.
"Girlfriend," I answered, the word catching in my throat.
I recognized him by his blonde hair. He lay facedown on a stretcher inside a steel wheel. The skin I had tasted so many times was thicketed with wires. Bolts in his skull connected him to a halo immobilizing his head, turning him into part of the machinery.
An older version of the boy sat in a chair, flipping through OMNI -- his brother.
"Thanks for coming," he said, standing to shake my hand.
"How is he?"
"Broke his neck."
I knew this from the phone call. Going around a curve too fast, the front wheel of the Kawasaki hit the curb, turning the boy into a projectile.
The boy slurred something. His brother said: "He's trying to tell you he's not paralyzed. He's lucky. Different story, if the break was lower. My folks'll tell you. They want to meet you."
"They know about me?"
"Sure. When he started talking about going back to finish Engineering, we thought it was cause of you."
The boy had been to university?
"S'okay babe, everything works," he slurred, groping for my hand. His fingers felt cold.
A sour wine taste seeped into my mouth. "I have to step outside. OK? Can I bring you something?"
"Smokes," slurred the boy.
"Come on now," said the brother.
"Can't go cold turkey," mumbled the boy.
The brother looked at me apologetically. "They flip him over in the Stryker frame every two hours. Two hours facing up, two down. It's bad. But I don't know if they're gonna let him smoke."
"I'll buy him some anyway." I released the boy's hand and backed out of the room.
A volunteer sleepily directed me to the hospital chapel. No candles, no Stations of the Cross: the sanctuary was one-size-fits-all, like pantyhose.
For the first time the boy wasn't just a body with a bike and bad taste in books.
In traction, he reminded me of a martyr broken on a wheel. But he was no martyr: the accident had been his own damn fault. And I could easily have been on the bike too. I'd rather be dead than pinned to a Stryker frame.
Reckless, stupid asshole. Also, brave. He hadn't asked me to stick by him. He knew I'd be scared. He'd tried to reassure me that he would be okay. He wasn't paralyzed but who knew what he'd be like, later. What he'd need.
Would I be a bad person if I didn't go back? He had a family, after all. I could tell his brother loved the boy. I wondered if the boy could tell that I did not -- at least, not enough.
Some prayer.
I left the hospital for a corner store. A man at the cash was watching a black-and-white TV. Skylab had finally crashed in Australia, killing a cow.
I put down a bill, hoping it was enough. "Export A."
The man gave me the cigarettes. "Miss? Your change?"
I stared at the pack.
I couldn't move forward. I didn't know how to go back.


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1.using a private version of another piece of software is definitely a no-no for fedora. either submit it separately, or arrange for the existing one to be patched. and make use of the blocker bugs to notify that one bug blocks/is blocked by another oneOk. In the meantime it looks like the tarred xsel in fish is a reason for the FTBFS bug #440724. I tried building fish on my GCC 4.3 tainted Fedora 8 system and it found a missing header for sigsetjmp in xsel. Any idea how we are supposed to patch an uncompressed tar archive shipped inside a compressed one?
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Jimmy was feeling substantially better by morning, and so was Ben, largely due to a fresh supply of cigars. I was feeling a bit hung over, truth be told, but only mildly so, and the prospect of brand new exploits and opportunities had us all in better spirits. Privately, though, there were other factors contributing to my good mood.
Over a greasy breakfast of eggs and some unusual meat that I didn't have the courage to identify, we discussed our next move. As it happened, our destination was not more than a day's ride from us. Seeing as Jimmy still lacked a horse and was in less-than-peak shape, though, I suggested we go by train.
We decided to stay at Orson's Gulch for a day to recuperate and prepare. I was given the task of explaining the situation to Jimmy, while Ben tended to the horses and restocked our provisions.
"I don't reckon you ever got to hearing about it, seeing as your pa caused all manner of complications and all," I said as we sat at a table in the saloon's common room, "but we did end up getting some loot from that train."
"Did we?" Jimmy said with a disappointing lack of interest.
"Well, it ain't so much loot, per se, as a means of getting to it," I continued. "Ben reckons the loot wasn't ever on the train. But we did find this."
I reached into my pocket and flourished the map out onto the table. Jimmy gave it a cursory glance and nodded. I frowned and pushed the map aside.
"You alright, Jimmy?" I asked, peering at him curiously.
"I suppose," he mumbled. "I mean, yeah, 'course. 'Course I'm fine."
He glanced up at me. I gave him a clear I'm-not-buying-it expression.
Jimmy sighed. "Well, alright, maybe I'm not fine," he said, sloshing about the cold dregs of his coffee miserably. "Maybe I just got a doggone knife wound slashed across my side."
Jimmy raised his eyes to me once more. He looked a tad angry which I found a tad surprising. I opened my mouth to say something, but apparently Jimmy wasn't done yet because before I could do so much as sputter, he erupted:
"You know, when I signed on, I wasn't expecting a walk in the park. Maybe I didn't know what I was getting myself into, but I didn't care so long as I could get away from my pa and that Godforsaken patch of hell they call a town. I done everything you've asked, Red. I near killed my own pa, I sprung you and Ben out of that train car, and I even took a stab in the gut for you. I guess I just expected I might get a little more in return than an offer to dump me off in the middle of the desert somewhere."
His blue eyes were flashing fiercely and for just a moment, there was a most unpleasant resemblance to his pa that quite made me squirm.
"Jimmy, if I didn't know all you've had this morning was that coffee, I'd swear you were drunk," I said. "You're spewing nonsense. Nobody's gonna dump you anywhere, least of all in the middle of the desert. Where in God's name did you get that idea?"
"Oh, right," Jimmy retorted with more venom in his voice than I would have thought possible, "you were going to keep me on in case you needed a hostage!"
Jimmy's cheeks had flushed bright red. I sat there, frozen, as the horrible, guilty feeling of being caught red-handed settled leadenly into my stomach.
"You heard me and Ben talking last night," I said.
"I didn't, but the 'tender's wife was more than willing to enlighten me for a few spare coins."
I scowled and twisted my head back to look at the bar, but there was nobody there. I hadn't liked the look of that woman the second I'd clapped eyes on her. I'd have to have a chat with the saloon's owner when he came back.
"Jimmy," I said slowly, "you know how Ben is. He's a mite suspicious, especially when he's not had a good day or enough cigars to compensate. One has to be — diplomatic with him. Jimmy — hey, Jimmy!"
Jimmy was getting to his feet, leaning heavily on the back of his chair.
"I think I need some fresh air," Jimmy said, then he was staggering across the room to the door.
I stood up and considered following him, but concluded that it would likely do more harm than good. I sank resignedly back into my seat and listened to the slam of the door and the sound of footsteps crunching by the window. I felt terrible. God knew I hadn't meant what I had said to Ben last night, but I had to admit that it certainly didn't look that way.
And the fact was, we were likely going to need Jimmy for the plan Ben and I had put together last night. But I knew Ben's patience was going to be pretty short if he got to hearing about this. I ran a hand tiredly through my hair and hoped I could get this all sorted out before Ben got to hearing about it.