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Today it's time to review Coaster Home Furnishings 460078 Bunk Bed that is Gunmetal color, just as I promised before.
Although my site is mainly focused on bunk beds for kids, I'll throw in an adult one, just because of its popularity.
So how is it? Is this metal bunk bed really worth it?
I've been involved in bunk bed business for years, and most of the metal bunk beds I see aren't really worth spending your money on. Find a good alternative to wooden bunk beds is quite hard, especially when most high tier priced bunk beds are made out of wood.
But, this time I was pleasantly surprised.
Coaster Home Furnishings 460078 Bunk Bed, Gunmetal
Dimensions: Length 82″, Width 61″, Height 65″ (Full on full)
Weight Capacity: At least 400lbs on top and bottom, otherwise you won't even challenge it.
Shipping Weight: 265 pounds
Colors: Dark gray "Gunmetal"
Material: Metal
This bunk bed is so good that I've listed it in my official "best metal bunk beds" list. There are many reasons why I actually did it, so let's start from the beginning.
Who is This Bed For?
It's not made for kids. This bunk bed is perfect for adults. Kids can also sleep on it, but since the weight capacity is unusually high, adults are the ones who will benefit the most from it. If you are looking for something for your kids, check out these bunk beds.If you are on the heavy side, and you'd like something strong, this one is definitely for you. Or maybe you are looking for a bed that can carry the weight of 4 people. I have a friend who purchased this bed for his summer house. He and his girlfriend were sleeping on the top bunk bed, while friends or guests were on bottom one. Plenty of room for that since the mattress size for each bunk is "full" (standard size for one person is called "twin"). If you don't have or don't know what kind of mattress to get, this one is the most popular one that is a perfect fit for Coaster Home Furnishings 460078 bunk bed.
It is unbelievably strong. The stronger your bed is, the less noise it makes, it's less susceptible to outside damage, and it won't move around as much when you climb up.
Have you ever noticed someone preferring to sleep on the lower bunk bed? One of the reasons is because it feels unstable. I had a bunk bed for 15 years in my room, and almost all that time, I really wanted to sleep on the bottom. Not because I was lazy to climb, but because whenever I changed position during sleeping, my bed started to sway in all directions which resulted in me waking up.
You see, my bunk bed was quite bad. This bunk bed is not. According to manufacturers, the weight capacity is 400lbs for each bunk. That is completely unheard of. You could place 2 people on each bunk, and it would still stay sturdy. Now that is what I call a good design.Yes, material plays a big role in sturdiness, but the design is just as important. It is made in a way that completely eliminates any movement and stays completely silent. The metallic noise that many metal bunk beds suffer from, comes from 2 metals grinding at each other. You can counter it by oiling up the noise emitters, or by tightening up the screws. All that takes effort, time and nerves. We don't want to go through a maintenance every 6 months just for the bed. We want to buy something that is reliant and doesn't need an extra care.
This bunk bed delivers it.
However, it couldn't be possible without a good design. Poor focus on design can really damage the product in the long run. Since this bunk bed has a cross-build with an enhanced metal structure, it doesn't let it move back and forth, left to right as much as other bunk beds. This 460078 design is really unique – there are almost no similar bunk beds, and since wooden beds can't be designed this way, it can benefit from areas that others can't reach.
What Should This Bunk Bed Improve Upon
Although, as previously mentioned that this design makes it very sturdy and strong, it can lead to difficulties in being practical. Most bunk beds are using sides as an exit or entry, but considering that the metal frame is occupying those roads, going through back or front will be the only comfortable way to access the bed. I am saying "comfortable" because if you want, you can go through sides, but people are of different sizes – some will fit through, some will not. It can be manageable the first time, but when you do worm crawling every single morning, it can become bothersome. But, it's more like nit-picking on small details.


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"Get up, you useless, slant-eared mongrel!"
Hadriana's voice resonated in the cellar and pierced his ears like poison.
Before he could even react to the cell doors being opened, an unpleasant wave of icy cold water came pouring down his skull, making his head throb uncontrollably.
He instinctively tried to shield himself but the sound of metal chains tugging at his wrists reminded him that he was bound to the stone wall.
He had forgotten about the previous nights' transgressions - and the punishment that had yet to come.
"Well? Didn't you hear me? Get up!" Hadriana slapped him across the face, hard, shrieking like the cruel banshee she was. "The master wants to see you immediately! Hurry up!"
She motioned towards the two guards to let him loose of his bindings, and looked as smug as ever.
She loved this. He knew she did. And he loathed her.
The two burly men behind him forced Fenris onto his knees before her. He heard the faint footsteps outside get closer to his cell. When the shadows coming down the cellar steps emerged into the dim torchlight, Fenris found himself trembling.
"So..." Danarius emerged from the shadows. "My little pet... what would you have me do to you?"
"Master, I-"
One swift step forward and Danarius had him by the hair. Fenris inhaled sharply, not daring to gasp audibly.
"You will speak when spoken to! How many times do I need to repeat this? You answer when I tell you to. Do you understand, little wolf? Hm? Speak!"
"Yes," Fenris tried to nod. "Yes, master."
Danarius clicked his tongue. Fenris hated that sound - that sharp, whistling pitch from Danarius' tongue denoting how angry his master was with him. Nothing pleasant ever followed that noise.
"So, speaking of your insubordination - you thought humiliating me in front of my guests last night was funny, did you?" Danarius asked icily.
Fenris shook his head.
"I told you to be careful with Mistress Devera's wine, did I not?"
Danarius traced his fingers around Fenris chin, outlining his jawline with his fingertip slowly.
"Yet you still managed to drop the entire bottle in the kitchen!" Without warning, Danarius wrapped a fist around Fenris' throat. His eyes gleamed cruelly. "And now my gift to her is wasted! I paid quite a pretty sum for it too. You know that, don't you pet?"
"I... didn't mean to," Fenris coughed as Danarius tightened his grip.
"Oh? You didn't?" Danarius taunted, softening his voice for his pet.
Fenris shook his head.
He knew Danarius was pissed.
But it was all temporary. After this, Fenris would probably receive a brutal beating before things went back to normal and Danarius had him released.
Of course, he could've told his master the truth: that Cassia had, in fact, dropped the bottle, not him. But Fenris voluntarily confessed to receive the beating in her stead. Cassia could not have handled Danarius' lashes. He could.
Out of the corner of his eye, Fenris could see the delight in Hadriana's wicked smile.
Oh, how he loathed that witch. She was worse than his master in more ways than one.
Hadriana tried so desperately to get on Danarius' good side. Not only did she fancy herself as Danarius' favorite pupil, she openly expressed feelings for Danarius himself. So it came as no big surprise that Fenris was often the victim of her rage and jealousy. Whether Danarius was aware of her affection for him or not was another story entirely.
Still, Fenris had to follow his master's orders, which included listening and obeying Hadriana's orders. And she often overstepped her privilege. Angry because Danarius shared his bed with Fenris over her, Hadriana delighted in tormenting Fenris even more than Danarius did.
He could tell that she was just itching to whip him in Danarius' stead.
"What's this? Are you gazing off into your own world again, little wolf?" Danarius' facial hair lightly prickled on Fenris' cheek. The magister mused: "Do I need to teach you how to properly respect me again, Fenris? I can't help but notice you've barely greeted me at all this morning. Where are your manners?"
"I'm sorry... Master." Fenris croaked under the pressure on his throat; he could hardly breathe.
His throat hurt and felt dry. He suddenly realized how parched he was and remembered Hadriana had neglected to send him any water in his captivity. His head felt like it was exploding, and he knew all the blood was being cut off from his brain.
Pulsing cold and burning hot flashes flooded over him.
As soon as Danarius let Fenris' throat go, he immediately proceeded in coughing and taking in deep breaths until he felt his vision and heartbeat regain normality. Fenris' head throbbed like someone was taking a hammer to his skull. He tried to massage his temples but the guards behind him refused to let his wrists go.
"Now," Danarius spoke with his back turned to Fenris. "Let's talk about your behavior last night, Fenris. It was, simply speaking, indictable."
Danarius petted Fenris atop the head like a dog. Fenris remained silent and held his head down.
His punishment was coming. He didn't dare speak another word.
"Yes?" She answered him sweetly but Danarius held his gaze to his slave, grinning with a malicious intent Fenris was all too familiar with.
"Take your guards and leave us."
She paused, taken aback: "But, my lord-"
"Do not make me repeat myself again." Danarius growled in a low baritone, agitated.
Fenris saw Hadriana scowl and snap at her guards. They immediately let go of Fenris' wrists and walked with her out the cellar. She slammed the cellar door shut and stormed up to her own chambers.
Danarius paid little attention to her rage. When her footsteps faded upstairs he turned his attention back to Fenris, lips curled into a dangerous smile that made his slave shudder.
Even unbound, Fenris did not dare move without consent.
Danarius caught Fenris by the chin, bringing him to eye level.
"It's such a shame that you would wound me with your disobedience, Fenris. Perhaps I've been too lenient on you." Danarius spoke softly into Fenris' ears. His words were fierce, promising retribution: "I, who have clothed and fed you. I, who have treated you to a higher existence than you deserve. I, who have made you the strong warrior you are today. You don't even remember the day you came to me, do you? Begging and pleading for me to take you under my wing. It annoys me that I have to constantly tell you how easy you have it compared to other slaves - how easy I make your existence."
Fenris swallowed, but kept silent.
"Alas, maybe you do not deserve the clothes and respect I've given you." Danarius spoke softly. "If that is the case, I'll have to take them away and teach you a lesson."
"Yes, master." Fenris hung his head down.
It did not take long for Danarius to get Fenris unclothed and on his knees.
Those long, thin fingers ghosted over Fenris' chest lightly. It was almost a tickling feeling, but the gravity of the situation was enough to keep Fenris from fidgeting under Danarius' bony fingertips.
Fenris' chest heaved slightly, and Danarius watched his well-toned muscles expand and contract with a certain lust in his eyes.
Danarius' lips brushed against his cheek as he whispered:
"Don't you know why I keep you at all my festivities? It's certainly not because I am in need of a bodyguard. You can speak, pet."
"My markings." Fenris answered quietly.
"Yes, your markings..." Danarius' cold fingers slid up and down Fenris' chest, the tips tracing over the lyrium on his skin. There was a slightly burn every time Danarius touched those intricate, blue lines...
"Your markings are a symbol to my guests." Danarius explained. "They are a symbol that I am a magister to be feared and respected. Tell me, what would one think if the specimen of the 'magister to be respected' acted like a disobedient, feral dog, hmm? What impression would that send to my guests? And better yet, what do you think that shows other slaves?"
"I am sorry, master." Fenris replied quietly.
"'Sorry', indeed." Danarius smiled darkly. "You are such a lucky boy, dear Fenris... Oh, my dear, dear little wolf..."
The magister's palms petted Fenris gently, once again admiring the well-toned flesh on Fenris' tanned body. Slowly his fingers slipped down further across Fenris' stomach until stopping to suddenly grope between the elf's legs. Fenris grunted at the sudden intrusion. Still, he was hesitant to turn away from his master, for fear of something worse occurring.
"Let's begin then," Danarius said, pleased at Fenris' compliance.
Fenris gritted his teeth and tried to focus on something else, anything else.
It would help him get this over with quicker. If he didn't obey, he knew how easily Danarius could wipe his memory again. Yes, it would take resources from his reserves, but Danarius had plenty of materials to make such experiments daily.
"You know how much it pains me to do this to you, don't you?" There was a hint of sadness in Danarius' voice. "But I have to set an example for all the rest of my slaves. You gave me no choice, after all. You understand this uncomfortable position you've put me in, don't you?"
"Yes, master." Fenris replied in a almost golem-like manner as he knelt on the cold stone floor. "I apologize."
"As do I, pet."
Danarius unhooked one of the many, many weapons from the wall of the opposite side of the dungeon. This time, he took out a long, black whip. Even in the dimly-lit dungeon Fenris could see the gleaming needles at the end of the tails.
Fenris felt a shudder start down his spine. This wasn't his first time getting punished, but he still had to ease his way into it every time it happened. He was often whipped for speaking out of his place, disobeying orders, or making mistakes that angered his master. He would then, like last night, get hauled into the cellar until Danarius felt better and saw fit to let Fenris go about his regular duties, but not without punishment of course.
His master shifted towards him, one hand raised and glowing purple. Fenris suddenly found himself chained to the stone wall again. The magic-enhanced metal floated in the air, simmering into his flesh.
He was now completely naked, and vulnerable. He knew what was about to happen. The anticipation made his drop beads of sweat.
"Be a good little pet for me, Fenris." Danarius whispered into Fenris' ears from behind. "You know this is your own fault for being such a disobedient slave."
"Yes, master." Fenris said quietly.
Danarius stepped back and raised his arm to bring the whip down on Fenris' bare back.
There was a hungry gleam in the magisters' eyes. He intended to draw blood.
Fenris bit his lip and felt the fiery sensation on his back instantaneously.
It burned against the cold cellar atmosphere, from his shoulder to the bottom of his back, one lash seared throughout his body, and he closed his eyes, telling himself to endure it.
Cassia would've screamed. Fenris told himself. I can take this. She would've passed out by now.
"What's this, now? Have you forgotten how to count, Fenris?" Danarius asked, sneering delightfully. "Or do you desire my ire indefinitely?"
"N-no, master." Fenris shook his head in a panic, feeling angry at himself for forgetting. "I'm sorry. I will count. Please forgive me, master."
"Good," Danarius smirked, but Fenris could not see it.
The magister brought down another lash. This one was horizontal, from one side to the other. Fenris felt all of it, from impact to end.
"Two." Fenris tried to sound strong, but he had not eaten or had anything to drink since last night and his throat was getting parched. On top of that, his master's magic was draining him quickly. He felt weaker with each lash.
Danarius clicked his tongue. "You must think me a fool, Fenris. Last I checked, we don't start counting at the number 'two'."
Fenris burned with anger and desperation at the same time, cursing at himself for thinking he could pull the wool over his masters' eyes and get away with one lash less. Hw should've known better. Danarius was not in a lenient mood today.
Oh, how he wished someone would come to whisk Danarius away on an important business just so he could be left alone to deal with the burning sensation taking over his senses.
Best get this over with. The quicker, the better.
"You useless little wretch, Fenris." Danarius clicked his tongue. "We are going to start over, understand?"
Fenris could only nod. And with that, his master proceeded in giving him a proper lashing.
Fenris hadn't even asked how many lashings he was to receive this time. He didn't dare ask.
Would knowing help lessen the pain? No. It seldom ever did.
The pain was searing across his back. New wounds were colliding with old ones. Fenris knew his master was using some sort of magic to inflict greater pain on him. Danarius would not be satisfied until Fenris cried out in pain and was bleeding in agony.
"Three." His wounds intersected with one another and it only made the pain greater. Fenris bit his lip and endured the pain, not wanting to give his master the satisfaction of hearing him in pain.
But he could not withstand his primal urges. As he recited the number, a quiet groan escaped his lips and he began to feel more humiliated by the second.
Soon. It will all be over soon.
The burning pain licked at his back cruelly. He gritted his teeth and barely contained the anguished cry that rumbled deep from his throat.
He knew it would be a long while...
Fenris' rugged breathing echoed loudly thoughout the chamber. He could barely stand. The chains holding his arms in mid-air was all that kept him up. His energy was drained and it would not be long before he would inevitably pass out. He had done so before and Danarius hadn't been any less merciful.
But the lashing had stopped, and Fenris wonder if his master had finally tired himself out. After all, lashings were normally doled out by Hadriana or another one of their guards. But he had learned from experience that being hopeful for the end of his punishment often prolonged it instead.
"I think that's enough for you." Danarius said in a slightly heavy tone. He too, was slightly out of breath, which was an odd source of comfort to Fenris.
Danarius set the whip aside and looked down at his slave with a hunger that Fenris was all too familiar with.
"You know that it hurts me just as much as it does you, pet..." He murmured to Fenris softly, finger running through Fenris' hair lightly. "But I had no choice. You know that, don't you?"
Fenris could already feel the warm, slow burn on his back from the lyrium in his skin trying to heal his wounds. It would burn for another three days until it healed. Fenris would desperately need to apply some cool healing salve when he returned upstairs.
Danarius slowly unbuckled his trousers before him. Fenris remained still.
The magister ran his fingers some more through Fenris' silky, white hair affectionately.
At times Fenris would find this stroking to be comforting. Even as Danarius leaned forward to kiss him upon the lips Fenris accepted without struggle. Slowly, those dry lips trailed down his neck and Fenris felt Danarius' hands roaming between his legs again.
But he did not resist. He knew that Danarius would punish him for many more days if he did. Besides, this latter portion to his punishment was fairly tame compared to the pain of his lashes.
In fact, over the course of many years Fenris had learned to enjoy it. Perhaps it was out of desperation. Perhaps he wanted to feel something other than pain and humiliation. Either way, he had conditioned himself to take pleasure from Danarius' lust. It was far better than struggling against his masters' advances and enduring more torture.
Danarius always had a fondness for him over all other slaves - and the affection only grew once Fenris became Danarius' most-prized experiment. Sometimes Fenris could change Danarius' moods if he played his cards right - and the times they spent in Danarius' bedchambers were not altogether unpleasing.
But to say there was a mutual love between the slave and his master would've been a great misconception. However, there were many times Fenris thought Danarius harbored a deeper love for Fenris than he let on. Many times when Danarius was in a charitable mood Fenris would feel a sense of enjoyment and relaxation when Danarius showered him with affection instead of foul, crippling insults.
This love-hate relationship between them was strange. The cycle of hating his master and then loving him was never-ending.
"You should be glad, pet." Danarius grinned into the nook of Fenris' shoulder and neck. "Poor Hadriana could never hold my attention as much as you. I saw you glare at her when she walked out. Are you jealous?"
"No, master... Ah..." Fenris swallowed and breathed heavily, feeling Danarius stroking him gently in his hands. This perverse pleasure was the only feeling that could detract him from the pain nipping at his back. For that, he was glad. Although he certainly did not enjoy being tied down and handled in such a manner. This was purely for Danarius' satisfaction - a fact that was made known once Fenris felt his masters' hands slip away.
He groaned in frustration, unable to reach release. Danarius chuckled at his helpless captive.
"Come now, Fenris." Danarius coaxed as he grabbed Fenris by his silky locks, smirking. "If you're good, I'll even let you finish in my hands. You would like that wouldn't you, my pet?"
Fenris did not reply. Instead, he felt himself being released from his bindings. But his legs gave way and he landed directly on his knees, on all fours in front of his master like a dog. The chains on his wrists clattered and clinked as he moved to stand. The blood rushed steadily back to his arms until he regained his sense of feeling in them.
Still, he remained kneeling before his master, knowing what deed was being asked of him. He dared not hesitate, for his master would become frustrated if he did so. Instead, he leaned forward to grab Danarius' erect member.
"Good boy," Danarius' voice echoed as Fenris tasted his master's flesh around his mouth.
Danarius ran his hands through Fenris' hair and inched his slave closer. Fenris compliantly took his master's erection deeper down his throat. A few times Danarius thrusted harder, Fenris choked. He tried to focus less on the pain on his back as Danarius neared climax. Fenris closed his eyes and tried not to gag, but it was hard not to with Danarius forcing himself in and out. Fenris knew that after he was done, Danarius would finally allow him to back upstairs in their richly decorated quarters, where he would remain by his side until he acted out again.
Fenris awoke suddenly from his nightmare only to find himself alone in a cold and dusty room.
The covers of his bed were tangled around him – from his thrashing about, no doubt. His snowy locks got caught in his eyes. He whisked the strands away from his face, noticing that he had been sweating in his sleep. Not only that, but the lyrium markings on his half-naked body was scorching in a glow and his heart was pumping so loudly it felt like it was about to pop from his chest.
Fenris ran his hands through his hair, trying to gather his breath.
He looked around at his surroundings: Spider webs and dust covered the mansion.
No one. There's no one was here anymore save for myself.
It took him a moment to regain his thoughts: Danarius' abandoned mansion. We - Hawke and I - we cleaned it out. You live here now.
His heartbeat steadied eventually.
He will be back though. He always comes back, one way or another.
But for the moment, Fenris was alone.
No one was there to assassinate him.
He loosened the grip he had on the sword next to his bed and let our a sigh of relief.
At least his escape was real. That eased his mind immensely. Danarius had yet to take him back to Tevinter and wipe his memory.
He was still himself, whatever that meant.
He was about to lay back down when another thought hit him:
Hadriana. Yesterday. She's gone. She's finally fucking gone.
Which meant he was that much closer to getting rid of Danarius.
Fenris was now permanently awake. He got up and went to wash his face, only to come back to the bedroom, make his way towards the window, and pull back the curtains slightly to peek outside. Droplets of water from his hair hit the windowsill. Tap. Tap. Tap.
It was still dark out.
"A few more hours until dawn." He murmured to himself.
His voice was oddly unsteady, no doubt still regaining his posture from the nightmare he just had.
Well, it wasn't so much a nightmare as it was a horrid memory he tried many times to forget. Normally, his nightmares seemed far less realistic than that one. In fact, he would rather endure many absurd nightmares than relive the horrors of the past. But whenever he slept, all that he seemed to 'dream' were remnants of a past he left behind.
Although he was not tired, he went back to bed and rested against the pillows with his arm over his head.
He gazed up at the empty ceiling tiles above him, pensively in thought:
This rage. When will it leave me? Hadriana is gone. But it is not. When will it be sated?
When he had finally caught up with Hadriana, she had begged him for mercy.
Oh, the look on her face was priceless. He wouldn't have traded a hundred gold coins to miss it. She was scared out of her wits, and he loved it.
How long had he imagined her begging for her life before him? That woman had gotten the best of him so many times before. To him, she was even worse than Danarius. All of the things that she did to him were indescribable, unimaginable – torturous.
Hadriana had made his life a living Blight.
Fenris closed his eyes, laying an arm across his head to block out the rising sun seeping through the window as his mind raced through the past again:
"Digusting, vile creature."
"Lick it. Lick my boot, you useless dog."
"Now tell me what you are. Say it!"
Just those memories alone had Fenris trembling in anger. And they weren't even that bad compared to others...
But she was dead now. Hadriana would never be able to lay a finger or speak another demeaning word to anyone else, ever. And Danarius lost a promising student.
"You did the right thing. She deserved what she got." Hawke's fingers traced over the stubble on his chin as she looked into his eyes.
Even if he regretted killing Hadriana, it was too late to go back now. Her cold corpse was rotting in a cave somewhere. There was nothing he could do different. There was nothing he wanted to do differently.
Now he could only look ahead. Now his primary focus could finally be shifted to Danarius.
"The queen is gone. Only your king remains." Hawke giggled, capturing his black rook on the chess board.
Fenris frowned, teeth clenched. He rose, sitting up on his bed. It creaked weakly as he shifted his body weight.
Focus, you fool. He told himself.
Danarius - his former master. Danarius, who would stop at nothing to bring Fenris back to Tevinter in chains because he still considered Fenris his property.
That was his focus.
Fenris thought of his dream again - a memory from a time long ago when he didn't know any better. The memory of Danarius tormenting him, and then expressing his perverse inclinations towards Fenris.
The thought made Fenris shudder. He couldn't think of the past for long. It always made him angry.
He was angry at himself for not taking action sooner. He was angry at himself for convincing himself of Danarius' love. He was angry that he became so complacent and believed all of Danarius' words like a child. He couldn't believe he once harbored any sort of affection for Danarius. He knew the 'love' he had persuaded himself to feel was just an illusion to make time pass by faster in the Imperium.
And it had left him feeling humiliated and stupid.
The idea that Danarius was doing the same thing to other slaves made Fenris feel both uncomfortable but also oddly relieved. For the time being, he was shielded from Danarius and free to do as he pleased. But the idea that others had suffered in his place made him uncomfortable.
As long as Danarius existed - as long as Danarius was behind him, nipping at his back - Fenris would never be free.
Danarius needed to be 'taken care of', in Hawke's terms. There was no other choice.
How many times had Fenris tried to hire his own mercenaries and assassins to kill Danarius? Too many to count, and each time the magister had anticipated them.
Of course Danarius was still alive. A magister of his caliber in the Imperium had both connections and money. Danarius could see assassination attempts from miles away. Fenris had neither the money nor the connections.
Well, he had no money anyway.
His connections were on the rise though.
His mind lashed out at him. The rational side did, at least.
No, don't go there. Stop thinking about it, you fool! Fenhedis. He gritted his teeth. Last night... What I said to her...
She's a distraction. He told himself. She can help, but there are dangers to letting her too close to you. You know that, don't you?
But he needed her connections and her help.
Fenris needed Hawke to help him take Danarius out - plain and simple. She had resources and connections that he didn't. Until Danarius was taken care of, he couldn't be tempted by entertaining himself with other frivolous thoughts...
Except it wasn't that simple anymore.
He and Hawke often exchanged certain glances that weren't altogether unwelcome. They travelled together, exchanged battle tactics, comforted one another, and flirted - a lot.
At first, he was embarrassed by her blatant flirtations. He thought she was making fun of him. But then she told him she was being serious one night when they were drinking, and he found himself seriously considering the idea.
It's too dangerous. She has no idea.
He never thought he would ever find someone to be completely infatuated with in Kirkwall. But there was a mutual attraction from the beginning; she was sarcastic and humorous, a trait he found oddly relaxing and entertaining. He tried to tell himself to stay away, but it was undeniable that she lingered in his mind more often than he cared to admit.
Slowly and steadily, he started flirting back. And she reciprocated every time. Now she had become one of the most precious thing he cared for.
And he wasn't about to lose her.
Fenris closed his eyes and swallowed, trying to repress his memories of hurting her. But the images were burned into his mind and he could not get rid of them.
Hawke... I'm sorry.
Every time he closed his eyes all he saw were her daunting green eyes – hurt and confused, but desperately searching his for a sign of love that he was not ready to indulge. His own feelings were just as mysterious to him as they were to her.
He couldn't find the words to explain his predicament to her. It was complicated, and she didn't need to know the details. It would only worry her, and then she would - as usual- try to fix it as soon as possible. He didn't have the heart to tell her just how complicated this was:
Danarius wasn't just another slaver to deal with. He wasn't just some mercenary or assassin she could stab in the face. He was power. He was money. He was a Tevinter magister. He had men serving under him. He had power in the form of nearly an army. He had methods of catching Fenris off-guard that did not involve physical assaults.
There was a reason Fenris had that dream last night. He put it there.
Get out of my head, Danarius. Fenris glowered at nothing or no one in particular. Fuck off.
But instead of explaining himself to her, Fenris ran like he always did when things got heavy-handed. He could not risk Danarius finding out about Hawke. Not after he tried so hard to shield her from his thoughts.
A part of him had hoped Hawke would hate him. He wished she had thrown a vase at him last night when he told her he was leaving. He desperately wanted her to loathe him, because the fact that Hawke still loved him pained him greatly. He hated seeing her gaze at him with those sad eyes. But he could neither encourage nor hinder her feelings for him.
He laid in bed, one arm over his forehead again, and closed his eyes.
There was no stopping the memories from flooding back:
"Is it the markings? Do they hurt?"
He was startled by her voice. He didn't know she was awake.
"Yes, but..." Fenris stopped short, wondering if she would think of his any less for being scared by a mere nightmare (if they could even be construed as such). In reality, what he experienced was a cruel reminder of his past. If anything, it motivated him to finish what he started.
What was he doing? His freedom was hard-earned. And now he was throwing it out the window by indulging in idle pleasures. If he wanted to remain free, he should be taking measures to ensure he stayed free.
This was too dangerous. It was too close. They were too close.
You're playing with fire.
It can't happen again.
His heart ached. His head hurt. He felt hot with internal turmoil. His head was spinning thousands of ways to diffuse the situation - to make things work out. But none of them seemed plausible. He was never good at planning ahead anyway. That's where Hawke came in to begin with. She was going to help him solve his troubles.
But now...
"Last night..." He swallowed. "Last night was the best I could have ever dreamed, but..."
The alarm in her voice was apparent. It made his heart jump wildly. He wanted to console and comfort her - to kiss her pain away and tell her everything was fine.
Tell me I'm just making a big deal out of nothing. Please...
But this was a big deal. He could no longer pretend it wasn't. He had already gone too far, and now she was in danger.
You idiot. You fucking idiot.
He couldn't believe he had indulged in something this adolescent before tying up loose ends. It had been incredibly irresponsible of him, and now he was angry at himself for letting it happen.
He had to explain this to her, but without divulging too much information. She couldn't know that Danarius could plant himself in his thoughts to gather information on them - to use Fenris' own friends against him. Hawke would understand if he explained himself, right?
But there was still that girl. The girl from his visions. Who was she?
Calling out for him. Her silver-blonde hair blowing in the wind as she smiled at him.
She touched his face - a gentle touch.
His arms were around her waist as he pulled her into a warm embrace.
She leaned in close, arms wrapped around his neck, his name coming out from her rosy red lips in a whisper.
What was his name? What was his name? Why couldn't he remember?
And then she was gone. In an instant.
No. He couldn't tell Hawke. He couldn't tell anyone. There's too much at stake.
He had to tell Hawke something else. Quick.
"I have to leave." His words trailed off, realizing that he had to put his foot down. The next words had to be clear-cut, not matter what. He couldn't look her in the eyes as he spoke: "I cannot do this, Hawke."
"What do you mean?" Her unsteady voice couldn't hide how surprised she was, even tough she tried to mask it with a playful tone. When Fenris didn't reply, she knew he was serious. He usually was.
"Hadriana was only just a peon under Danarius."
"So? We'll take care of him like we did her." She told him, quick to respond.
"I can't... I can't let you get in harm's way." Fenris replied quietly.
"What are you talking about, Fenris?"
Just give her a general idea. No details. Danarius can't know about her.
"You... you mean too much to me." He confessed. Even telling her this was dangerous. But he wanted her to know. maybe it would give her some solace.
"I can handle myself." Hawke stated in a matter-of-fact tone. Her voice was serious and stern. She was quickly regaining her assertive tone.
At least he would rest easy knowing that she was quick to recover.
"Please Fenris, you don't have to leave. That is no answer for the situation. Explain to me what is going on and we can figure this out together, like we always do."
He had always liked her determination. But he couldn't back away from this. He had made up his mind. This was the best choice.
But looking at her face as she tried to retain that strong posture and stubbornness was almost too hard. Almost.
He turned away from her. He was never good at giving speeches. He was a man of few words, after all.
How many hours had he spent lying beside her until he convinced himself that this was the way things had to be? He had prepared for this more or less. But he couldn't do it while looking at her. He had to turn away from those rosy cheeks, quivering lips, and gleaming olive eyes in order to do what he planned.
This is not easy.
So? Quit being a child!
"I can't." He started. "Hawke … being with me will not be a walk in the park."
"I'll say." She huffed.
"I have to leave. We can't continue this. I indulged the idea for a night, but - "
"Now you realize it was a mistake?" She fired back defensively without hesitation.
His heart jumped in alarm at her accusation. He could tell she was hurt and angry at him, and he didn't blame her.
"What? Was I not a good enough lay for you? Did you realize that there are better fish in the sea?"
There was a spiteful bitterness in her voice that he absolutely hated hearing. It was like poison. But he preferred it this way. It was almost better having her angry.
"Hawke - No, I - "
He turned to spare another glance at her. She wasn't even dressed yet. How could he stare at those voluptuous hips and not want to spend another two hours with buried deep inside her?
Unfortunately, he had plenty of self-restraint if nothing else.
"Then what is the matter?" She huffed, getting out of bed to throw on her robe. "Because I can't think of any other reason for you to fuck me and leave."
Oh, and here came her love for foul-language. Fenris would've smiled were it not for the severity of their situation. He liked so much of the little things about her - the foul-mouthedness, the stubbornness, the relentless help she was willing to give...
There was so much about her he had come to enjoy - like spending time with Hawke on those missions, on those long treks in the forest – on the bed. Especially on the bed.
He took too long of a pause to pick off where he started, and by that time Hawke had started to talk instead.
"Fenris, what is the matter? Please tell me. Do you... not like me anymore?"
"Hawke, no... I ... Nothing could be further from the truth, Hawke."
Please, believe me. If nothing else, believe this.
"Then let's work through this - whatever it is."
Her eyes glittered with hope in the dimly-lit bedroom.
No, he couldn't have that. He couldn't bear it.
Her hand touched his shoulder ever so slightly, and he could barely contain himself. He longed to take her in arms, hold her, kiss her feverishly and sweep her off her feet. Maker, he wanted to throw her in bed and...
"Stop. Please Hawke..."
He wrung her hand off of him, and immediately regretted it when he saw the hurt look in her eyes. But it was too late for him to take back his actions. He had stopped himself before everything would get out of control but unintentionally upset her in the process.
"Hawke, listen to me: I do have feelings for you. Someday, when everything is dealt with, we can - I just -" He paused, trying to place the right words together. "Things are too hectic. Everything is too ... it's all going too fast. I have other matters to take care of before we can... continue this."
"You're being dramatic." She rolled her eyes. "We can track Danarius if you want. I prefer to have his walk into a trap we lay out for him, but we'll make it a priority if it's urgent for you. You're clearly worried about him."
"No!" He told her hastily. "He - Danarius has methods. He has people. There's always people watching - looking for me."
"We've dealt with them in the past." She argued. "And we can continue doing so. It's not that big a deal, Fenris. You're just anxious because of that nightmare. I prom-"
"That's not what I meant." He told her. "There's always a few that slip through the cracks. I can - "
"So? We'll try harder to eliminate them all next time." She gritted her teeth.
"It's not that simple."
"How is it not simple? He sends people to kill you, we kill them instead. Eventually he'll run out of guys and come to us in person. And that's when we strike." She explained. "Or we use you as bait to lure him over. That'll probably be better, in fact!"
"That's not what I mean, Hawke." He frowned. "Look, I can't explain it but -"
"Then fucking try to." She gritted her teeth. He could tell she was fighting back from snarling at him angrily.
"Hawke, I have to do this. I have to get away for a while."
"You're being a dramatic prat! You know that?" She told him angrily. Her fists were balled up at her sides. She would've used a uglier term to describe him; he could tell she was biting her tongue on lashing out at him. It only made it hurt worse. "You owe me an explanation at least! Where are you even going to go?"
"I don't mean - I'm sorry. I truly am. But I... I have little choice in the matter..."
"Bullshit, Fenris." She told him. "You're running away without explaining shit to me."
"Hawke, I can't ..." He swallowed. "I... I enjoyed everything we had."
"'Had'?" She was trying to trick him into making a promise he knew he might not be able to keep. He couldn't - He couldn't lie to her.
"Being with you... it was better than anything I could ever imagine. But right now, I - I'm not ready. It's complicated."
"We're both adults, Fenris." He could tell she was trying to remain vigilant but calm.
"Yes, we are." He breathed. "So let's be reasonable. As long as there's a possibility for you to be in harm's way-"
"I'm constantly being bombarded by requests to venture out in the woods to kill shit. I'm pretty sure one more dangerous mission wouldn't be too much to handle." She rolled her eyes. "We will take care of Danarius, Fenris. Please -"
"I can't let you be a part of this anymore, Hawke." He told her. "It's my problem and I realize now the fewer people I have involved, the better."
"Well, it's too damned late for that." She rolled her eyes.
"Forgive me. But his circle of acquaintances run deeper than a few assassins and mercenaries. You have no idea what he's capable of. In the long run, it's better to end things while we're ahead."
"So you're going to dip out and run from me?"
"I'm not running from you Hawke. I would never dream of it." He told her, his eyes pleading for her to understand. "I just... I don't want to play with fire. I'd rather not have you become a victim - another hostage he would use against me. I wouldn't wish that on you, or any of our friends."
"Oh, how valiant of you." Her tongue was like a dagger, poisoned with sarcasm.
"Hawke -"
"You need me, I need you. Nothing should come between us, unless you let it. The only person letting Danarius come between us is you."
"You do not understand," Fenris replied. "Danarius has power – more power than we could handle together. If he comes after me, he'll come after you too. Just by telling you - just by tonight's actions alone - it gives him knowledge. Chances are he knows how much I value you. I guarantee he intends to take advantage of that. You cannot be safe as long as you are associated with me."
"Be reasonable, Fenris."
This conversation was dragging on for too long. He had to go, before he regretted it.
Every second matters.
"I'm sorry." He turned his back to her and started walking. "Please understand."
Nothing pained him as much as that day, when he walked away from the woman he loved, all to protect her.
He dared not look back, and he dared not say anything else to her.
Not even a farewell.

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Minneapolis, MN–September 1, 2011–Diversified Plastics, Inc. helps their customers save time and money by providing a single source for plastic parts production, from design assistance and mold production, to injection molding and assembly. Typically, a company may need to use several vendors to accomplish what Diversified Plastics is able to offer in a single location.
The company specializes in injection molding of high-precision, close tolerance, small-to medium-sized plastic components for medical device, filtration, aerospace, electronics and other industrial markets. With its tooling division, Diversified Plastics can produce high-quality molds for preproduction and small-run jobs up to multi-cavity production tools. They have the expertise to produce very small, high precision injection-molded parts that are used in the medical device and aerospace industries. With a positional accuracy of ± 0.0002 inches, their mold-making equipment can create complex mold designs for a multitude of applications. Another aspect of the company's value-added services is the ability to machine parts out of plastic tube, rod or bar stock from materials that are either difficult to mold or when the required parts volume is very low.
Diversified Plastics uses 85- and 110-ton electric plastics injection molding machines for molding high-precision parts. These machines are capable of producing small, high-precision components. The electric presses are ideal for clean room molding and the larger machines can be used for molding thin-walled parts and running difficult, high performance materials such as Ultem®, PEEK, and Torlon®.
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About Diversified Plastics, Inc.
Diversified Plastics is an injection molder of high-precision, close tolerance, small- to medium-sized injection molded components for medical device, filtration, aerospace and a variety of other industrial markets. The 34-year-old company offers full service, from design assistance and mold construction, to intricate molding and clean room assembly. Diversified Plastics is ISO 9001:2008 and 13485:2003 certified, and UL registered.


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Hay Alerts
HayMap HayAlerts™ will notify you when hay matching your needs is listed nearby.
Once you setup a HayAlert™ you will be notified when a hay seller nearby lists hay matching your specific requirements (hay type, quality & quantity).
Setup alerts for as many hay types, sizes and qualities as you need.
Example: You can setup 1 alert for 50 Horse Quality Alfalfa Square Bales and another for 20 Cattle Quality Round Bales and you would be alerted when a seller lists hay matching your request.
HayAlerts™ help you source the hay you need at the right price in closest proximity.
You can always browse the Hay Marketplace or download the HayMap App


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About Microneedling with PRP
Microneedling is a treatment that punctures small holes in the skin on your neck, face, or torso to stimulate skin restoration. As an additional bonus, your platelet-rich plasma (PRP) may be administered to the same region to help cells heal and permit the skin to begin growing new cells. These procedures paired together are usually known as the vampire facial and can decrease the appearance of wrinkles, dark spots, large pores, scars, fine lines, along with other skin conditions. The feel of your skin may be significantly enhanced to look smoother and more even in tone without damaging the epidermis. If you'd like to find out more about the microneedling with PRP procedure, contact Genecov Aesthetics & Wellness in Dallas, TX to schedule a private consultation with one of our providers
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A perfect candidate for microneedling with PRP is any individual seeking to alter the look or feel of the top layer of their skin. Uneven skin tone, dry skin, coarse texture, loose skin, age spots, acne, wrinkles and scarring are skin conditions which may benefit from microneedling with PRP therapy. This procedure may also be utilized to fight the effects of sun damage that might have caused skin to have a rough feel or hyperpigmentation.
Microneedling with PRP Procedure Technique
Before the microneedling portion of your session, a member of our team will take a sample of your blood for your PRP collection. The vial of blood will then be placed in a certrifuge and spun down for the separation process for approximately 7 minutes, during which the platelets, growth factors, and stem cells can be turned into PRP. During this time, topical numbing cream will be placed on your skin to ensure optimal comfort during your treatment. For your microneedling therapy, Genecov Aesthetics & Wellness employs innovative technology using a device called a SkinPen to create small holes in your skin. The little needles used won't harm your skin but instead will help stimulate the creation of collagen. When the microneedling is done, the PRP serum will be placed on the epidermis to sink in. You will leave our office with a thin layer or PRP serum to seal off the open channels in your skin.
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After your procedure, you could encounter some regular effects such as swelling, bruising, and redness. It is recommended that patients avoid the use of makeup, cleansing with exfoliating face washes, or swimming in pools for around three days following the session. Activities like this could expose the treatment area to bacteria and chemicals which may cause negative side effects. You also need to minimize exposure to the sun or use protective steps when planning to be outdoors. You will be provided with full aftercare instructions to ensure optimal results. Full results are usually noticed within the first month as the skin works to fix and heal itself.
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This was one of my favorite photo challenges of 2012. B I G !
The challenge is SO fun this week! Think BIG.
"Few women have ever been able to resist the temptation to try on a hat
and discover in the mirror a person they never suspected was there.
A hat alters the image we have of ourselves,
and the image others see as well.
For the hours we wear it,
it brings out different dimensions in our personality,
much as a costume aids an actress in her role."
One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach.
One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few.
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Shaved ice covered in pink sugary syrup.
Where to begin?
"When I grow up, I'm gonna be an astronaut so I can eat ice cream in outer space!"
~ The logic of a 4 yr. old
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Crime Scene puts the player in the role of a detective investigating a crime. The fingerprints taken from the scene are the bonus symbol and can be used to start the bonus game where the player can win big by looking for the matching ones as evidence. There are also sticky wilds which can stay in their position for up to five spins each time, while also multiplying the win by three.
Crime Scene brings the perspective of a detective to the spinning reels and it makes sure to include some nice features for this investigation. Produced by Net Entertainment, the slot machine looks nice and presents a great attention of detail for the symbols. The screen is the standard 5x3 one that most slots players are certainly familiar with and it comes with 15 active lines at all times. Inside, we find that the detective badge is also the wild symbol and it comes with a sticky feature, allowing it to remain on the screen for up to five spins, while also multiplying the wins it creates by three. The fingerprints taken from the crime scene represent the bonus symbol and getting three or more on a spin will start the bonus game. This is where the player is taken back to the forensics lab and tries to match the fingerprints by opening different files. Some of them contain cash prizes but finding the right evidence will result in a bonus prize which will be added to the following rewards for the duration of the mode. The bonus game ends with an X symbol but not before the player is given the chance to choose between four envelopes containing a 2x multiplier for all the bonus wins, a ticket to return to the bonus game or extra coin wins. The highest paying regular image is the one showing the bloody footprint as evidence and it is followed by forensics equipment, a large box and the murder weapon. The five card symbols used in the Crime Scene slot machine are made to look like chalk outlines on the pavement in order to fit with the theme. It is possible to win up to 22,500 coins from a spin, making it one of the less volatile slots from NetEnt.


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ALL are advised to consult an expert for your particular application.
In the following information you can substitute cloud, disks, flash drives, etc for the place you are backing up!
CON: Requires management from the customer. However, there is not a style that does not require management. The trick here is to define the level of staffing to the level of project and of course with any approach, finding the right vendor. A project that is staffed with the wrong people is a nightmare. Also, budget control becomes a larger issue here, again this should controlled by "managing" the project and not just hoping for the best.
Project Management is always a real issue and must be done. We do strong project management with involved major checkpoints at the 25%, 50% and 75-80% budget use stages while also doing the weekly checks. You should know ahead of time if the project is having time and budget issues not after the fact
CON: is the same as the answer to question 5 above. That is, you and your vendor are now on opposite sides of the fence. No specification can be 100% complete, including colors, screen design, and complete processing. Also typically the business customer needs change over the time the program is being written. This creates a "Change Order", and has to be estimated and agreed upon. The business customer doesn't want to deal with 100's of change orders and typically expects most of these to be included in the originally price. The vendor however has to pay the programmers and other staff for the work, and every change order is an increase in cost, so now the vendor and customer have to negotiate, not a friendly situation over time.
Not-To-Exceed also means different things to different people. Typically in a commercial environment it means that the project must be completed and not exceed this price. Not-To-Exceed is rarely used in a commerical environment. In government Not-To-Exceed typically means work continues until the specified ceiling is reached and then work stops until a new budget amount can be allocated to the project. We've seen government projects span years because of this but frequently this is the only method a government agency can utilize to get a project done.
The definition should always be clarified before work begins.
ANSWER: When you hire a programmer to create a program, or modify an existing system you should receive the following
1 - The system you asked for.
2 - The source code. (why you need this!)
AND If you asked for it...
3 - Documentation on how to use the program.
4 - Training on how to use the new system.
In simple terms, programs have two flavors, one your computer understands and runs, this is typically called the
executable. The other is the source code which is in a computer language that a programmer can understand and work with.
Without the source code your program cannot be modified, or updated by anyone other than the original programmer who has the source. If you are paying for programming by the hour then you are paying for the source code and not just the executable. Don't hire a programmer who is not willing to give you the source code.
Their can be circumstances where you might not get the source code - you are paying a fixed price for the system with an understanding that the programmer is going to resell the same program to somebody else. Anything else and your friendly programmer is holding you hostage, you'll always have to go to them to get modifications done, and they can and typically do start raising their rates.
We can go back to the biography example used above. Can you imagine trying to pay a ghost writer a fixed price to write your biography? A computer program has so many variables, so many unknowns that it's hard to estimate the time required to give you what you want. Now I've heard - "I know exactly what I want!" Ok, do you know what every piece of data, every field on the screen and every piece of data on a report should look like and act? If you really think about it you don't.
Don't believe me - let's try a little example. Let's define a simple program to track Phone calls that come in Let's keep it simple and say only one person is going to enter information into it. Now, the obvious (which is like common sense - there is no such thing) we need time and date, who called and a topic plus maybe a notes field for details. Simple, but do you need first name and last separately - are you going to want to look up by last name or first? Do you want to type the names in all the time or do you want to be able to look them up? Do you want it to type in the date and time or do you want a button to automatically enter it for you?
What about logging a call that happened earlier - so you need both. Do you want to track who they were calling for - or what they were calling about from a list so you can keep reports on it later? Do you want to track the resolution of the phone call? Whether they need a call back or not?
And so it goes down to the color of the screen and buttons.
Some people say my home builder can give me a price why can't a programmer. A home builder has plans that you've either purchased - or had made. This most likely has cost you thousands of dollars. Programmers can do the very same thing but you have to go through a detailed analysis document before the programmer can start and just like building a home, this costs thousands of dollars. Most customers do not want to pay for this. The alternative is to build in small phases to make sure the program is built how you want it without huge mistakes.
For those of you who have had your own home built then you know about the things that are missed. Enough electrical outlets and in the right spots, enough lighting, enough cupboard space, enough room here, doorways, ventilation, etc.


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This picture from Bandhavgarh sends shivers down my spine each time I look at it. But it also reminds me of the pure air, sounds of leaves and streams and the smell of soil of the jungle.
Understanding the behavioural tendencies of this dominant species is very exciting, following their pugmarks even more and watching them hunt their prey is an out of the world experience.
Ohh and did I mention ending the day with friends by the side and beer on the table? Getting high on life so unavoidable in Bandhavgarh 😉


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That's Crafty
That's Crafty Dinky Stencil 3"X4.75" - Cheeky Dog
$ 2.79
$ 4.39
That's Crafty-Dinky Stencil. The design on this stencil is specifically scaled to size making it ideal for smaller craft projects but can also be used on larger projects. This package contains one 4-3/4x3 inch plastic stencil. Comes in a variety of designs. Each sold separately. Imported.


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Welcome to WYE SECURITY SOLUTIONS
Based on the outskirts of Monmouth in the beautiful Wye Valley, WYE SECURITY SOLUTIONS (WSS) was founded in 2016 by Managing Director Andy Element who has gained over 20 years of experience within the private security industry. The company has gone from strength to strength since it was set up, expanding to cover a larger geographical spread and offering a wider range of services than ever before.
Despite rapid expansion in the areas above, we continue to pride ourselves on our professional service, attention to detail and proactive approach which has been demonstrated by our success in achieving SIA Approved Contractor status.
We are also proud to have been awarded the Safe Contractor accreditation as safety is of paramount importance in the work we do. This is why our team of highly trained operatives are vetted intensively to BS7858 standard and CRB/DBS checked. They have also completed a rigorous induction programme that includes counter-terrorism training.
Thank you very much for all the effort you and your team made to keep this service running smoothly. Especially Dave, who in a way became a part of our team and I am sure a lot of staff members using Bowling Green car park have already noted his absence. I'll definitely keep in touch with you regarding renewing the service. We will probably start looking into it again late August/early September and discuss the details. Yet again, thank you very much for all your help. I am sure Dave's presence in the car park and his watchful eye prevented a lot of incidents from happening. It also gave EIG staff reassurance that they are safe while walking to their cars during dark winter afternoons.
Julia – TSS 20th February 2019
Gloucester Cathedral have been happy to work with Wye Security Solutions on major events where extra security staff have been required. The staff are always smart, polite, friendly, professional and excellent time-keepers. The Cathedral will be using Wye Security again and have already booked their services for future events.
Dee Paoletti – Cathedral Events Officer 20th February 2019
I am very pleased with the service provided. No blow-outs so extremely reliable.
Beverley Smith – Facilities Manager- Ecclesiastical 20th February 2019
I have used Wye Security for many years now as security at our hunt ball, they give total peace of mind , an area of organisation I can totally forget! From car parking to incidents needing first aid and management of tipsy party goers to the overall security of the site be it a stately home or a marquee in a field, their attention to detail is first class! Total peace of mind.
Julie – Hunt Ball 19th June 2018
We used Wye Security Solutions last year for the first time and we were really impressed. Andy and his team were professional and approachable, a perfect fit for our family festival crowd. When things got a bit heated they diffused the situation quickly and calmly without any extra aggravation. We look forward to working with them again this year.
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December is here. The Advent Season has arrived. As Luke says, it's time to "be on guard." "It's time to be alert." "The Son of Man is coming!" It's time to get ready! It's time to make some preparations! It's time to get our homes, this church and this city looking more like Christmas!
In just a few weeks, wherever we are, standing in line at Wal-Mart, sitting in the office or sitting in church, people will start asking us the question, "Are you ready?" "Are you ready for Christmas?"
Of course, what they mean is: "Have you finished all of your Christmas shopping? Have you purchased all of our groceries? Have your wrapped all of your presents? Is your house decorated?"
But the question that we probably should be asking, and especially be asking here in church is: "Are we ready for Jesus?" "Are we really ready for the Advent of the Messiah? Are we really ready for the gospel, the good news, of Jesus Christ?"
"The gospel"—that's what Christmas is all about, isn't it?
The problem is that it is this word, "gospel," is one of those words that we have heard and used so much as Christians, that it's meaning has been distorted, diluted and even lost.
For some the word "gospel" only means some kind of individual, private relationship. It means the forgiveness of personal sins. It's an individual's ticket to heaven. It means that a personal transaction can be made with Jesus to avoid going to hell.
For others, the word "gospel" means the "right thinking about the Christian faith." When some say "gospel," they mean the body of doctrine that a person is expected to believe to be a true Christian. It's a list of things we are supposed to be against as Christians, and most of it is individual, personal things.
However, the truth is that if we take the Greek word, evangelion, the word we translate "gospel," many theologians agree that the word would best be translated as "revolution."
In Jesus' day, it meant "good news." But evangelionwas not just any good news. And it was never understood as individual, personal good news. But was good news that had political and social significance.
When one nation was at war with another, fighting for its civic freedom, evangelionor "gospel" was what was the report that was brought to the General. "Good news, the battle has been won!"
Or when a son was born to the king, ensuring the political stability of the kingdom, evangelion or "gospel" was what they announced to the public. "Good news! A child has been born to the king. Our reign is secure."
Mary's gospel song at the news of Jesus' birth is an example of such good news proclamation. "My soul doth magnify the Lord." The good news, the evangelion continues: kings are being cast down from their thrones, the hungry are taking over, and the rich are being sent away empty."
Her song is nothing less than a battle cry!
The song of her kinsman Zechariah at the birth of his and Elizabeth's son, John the Baptist, is a similar gospel song: "as he spoke through the mouth of his holy prophets of old, that we would be saved from our enemies and from the hand of all who hate us…"
And when that baby grew up, when John began his own preaching in the wilderness, Luke literally described it as "gospeling." And what was the nature of his gospel or` good news? "Even now the axe is lying at the root of the trees; every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down, and thrown into the fire."
"And the crowds asked him, 'what then should we do?' In reply he said to them, 'whoever has two coats must share with anyone who has none; and whoever has food, must do likewise.'"
In his very first sermon, Jesus proclaimed, in terms almost identical to John's, that "the kingdom of heaven is near," and then more precisely, "The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he has anointed me to bring good news to the poor. He has sent me to proclaim release to the captives and recovery of sight to the blind, to let the oppressed go free, to proclaim the year of the Lord's favor."
And by the way, this year of the Lord's favor, this acceptable year, is what is called in Leviticus "the year of Jubilee."
According to Leviticus, slaves and prisoners would be freed, debts would be forgiven, and the mercies of God would be particularly manifest.
It would involve turning the world upside down, the redistribution of wealth and power.
Do you detect a pattern to this good news? When God comes into the world, when God moves against the present order, it is always good news for the poor and the oppressed, and bad news for the proud and the powerful—it's political, economic, social good news, much more than individual, personal good news.
Evangelion means the end of the world as we know it. Evangelion is what is described in our scripture lesson this morning: "There will be signs in the sun, the moon, and the stars, and on the earth distress among the nations." Our Savior is the one who saves the world by disrupting the old order of things and bringing a brand new order. And his reign, his dominion, is going to be so adversarial toward dominion of the powers-that-be, that his work among us is nothing less than a revolution.
No wonder that there were many in Judea that thought that good news really didn't sound that good news at all.
No wonder John the Baptist ended up dead shortly after his sermon.
No wonder Jesus himself found himself hanging on a cross between two thieves just three years after first announcing this good news.
This is the good news of the gospel. This is the good news that John and Jesus, Mary and Zechariah proclaimed. It is not individual, personal good news that changes our hearts saves our souls. It is revolutionary good news that changes everything and saves the world!
Which begs the questions: Is this our idea of good news?
I suppose that the main difference between good newsand bad newsis where you happen to be standing when you get the news.
Here I stand. My life, my world is not too shabby. It's a pretty good world, a pretty good life. I'm benefiting fairly well from the present order. I am pretty well-fixed, fairly secure, quite cozy. I have warm clothes, a warm home, a warm car, and warm food to eat and drink. I have never felt oppressed, hated, or discriminated against. I don't need a revolution. And I don't really want a revolution, especially if that revolution will come cause me to sacrifice something in my life, if it is going to mean the end of my world as I know it.
No wonder the meaning of the word gospel has been changed over the years from revolutionary good news to merely individual, personal good news.
"Good news! The Messiah's coming and he's going to finally set right what's wrong with this world! He's going to do justice where injustice has been done!" "He is going to change everything! He's turning this world upside down. "It's the end of the world as we know it!"
"Well, please forgive me for not rushing over to Bethlehem for the party!"
When Jesus was born, according to Luke, people like me missed the whole thing. The angels' heavenly message of evangelion came to none of them. Rather, the heavens split open, songs filled the air, and an angelic army appeared to who? To lowly, poor shepherds out in the fields working the night shift.
And the angels sang: "Glory to God in the highest and peace on earth to those with whom God is well pleased." Did you know that this phrase is almost a direct quote from the decrees of Caesar Augustus, one of the world's most powerful and ruthless dictators?
When Augustus made some imperial decree to support Roman occupation of the Near East, the following were the words which opened the decree: "Glory to the most august Caesar (who was otherwise known as God in the Highest), and peace on earth to those with whom the god Augustus is well pleased."
Do you see what's going on here? Christmas angels now sing the Emperor Augustus' imperialist words. When Jesus was born in Bethlehem, there was a royal decree: "Glory to God in the highest. There's a new king on the throne, and Jesus Christ is King!" Therefore, Augustus is not.
Love is King. Selfishness is not.
Generosity is King. Greed is not.
Humility is King. Pride is not.
Social justice is King. Inequality is not.
Mercy is King. Putting yourself first is not.
Grace is King. Judgment is not.
Selflessness, sacrifice and self-expenditure is King. Self-protection and self-preservation is not.
Being a church that is about feeding the hungry is King, coming to church to get fed ourselves is not.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's good news. I guess.
Let us pray together.
Come Lord Jesus. Expectantly, eagerly, we await your advent among us. And when you come, give us the courage to receive you, to open our doors to you, and to open our hearts. Give us the grace to receive you as you are, not as we would imagine you to be. Give us the strength to step up, to let go, to move out, and to become citizens of your reign. Amen.


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Tension and Compression
Some bridges seem like they defy physics, with massive pieces suspended midair. It turns out the same concept that makes this possible also works on a smaller scale with Lego projects at home.
Tension (the pulling forces on materials) and compression (the pressure on materials), give many structures a floating effect. For Lego lovers, you can try suspend portions of structures by creating your own arches and bridges. Truss bridges, in particular, use tension and compression to get the job done. It's also important to keep in mind your material's stiffness, as it will give more or less when under additional pressure.
Click ahead for more tips on structural engineering of the Lego variety.
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- The Institution of Structural Engineers."About Structural Engineering: The Learning Zone." (Sept. 10, 2011) http://www.istructe.org/about_structural_engineering/learning_zone/Pages/default.aspx
- Kuester, Falco, and Tara Hutchinson. "A Virtualized Laboratory for Earthquake Engineering Education." Computer Applications in Engineering Education. 15, 1. p. 15-29. 2007 (Sept. 10, 2011) http://onlinelibrary.wiley.com/doi/10.1002/cae.20091/abstract
- LEGO Engineering. "Lesson Plan/Activity: Sturdy Building." (Sept. 12, 2011) http://www.legoengineering.com/index.php?option=com_community&Itemid=59&c=item&id=235
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- http://428355761930069868.weebly.com/uploads/6/3/7/1/6371896/first_study.pdf
- Pacific Earthquake Engineering Research Center, University of California, Berkeley. "Learning with LEGO: School-University Partnership (SUP) for Earthquake Engineering Education." (Sept. 10, 2011) http://peer.berkeley.edu/education/learning_lego.html
- USFIRST.org. "U.S. FIRST: About Us." (Sept. 10, 2011) http://www.usfirst.org/aboutus/vision
- Vamplew, Peter. "LEGO Mindstorms Robots as a Platform for Teaching Reinforcement Learning." International Conference on Artificial Intelligence in Science and Technology. 2004 (Sept. 10, 2011) http://eprints.utas.edu.au/104/
- Wang, Eric, LaCombe, Jeffrey, & Rogers, Chris. "Using LEGO Bricks to Conduct Engineering Experiments." Proceedings of the 2004 American Society for Engineering Education Annual Conference and Exposition. 2004 (Sept. 10, 2011) http://soa.asee.org/paper/conference/paper-view.cfm?id=20495
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London Bridge Has Never Fallen Down, But It Keeps Getting Rebuilt
Despite what the nursery rhyme says, London Bridge is not falling down and never has. But the bridge spanning the Thames has been rebuilt over and over.


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With three theatrical productions already under his belt and a fourth, 'Milne Do', underway, peacenik filmmaker Mahesh Bhatt's new cross-border project is set to launch in Delhi before heading for stages in Pakistan
The earlier two theatrical adaptations of veteran filmmaker and producer Mahesh Bhatt's films Daddy and Arth both took decades to hit the stage. Now that he has started on this path, Bhatt is carrying forward the trend with a soon-to-be launched stage production of his film Hamari Adhuri Kahaani (Our Half-told Story), released in cinemas barely a month ago.
The play is expected to premiere in New Delhi in August, adapted from the film based on Bhatt's recently published novel "All That Could Have Been", co-authored with Suhrita Sengupta. This may well be the first time for a novel, its film and its theatrical adaptation to be out in same year.
The music for the stage production is being composed by acclaimed Pakistani sufi rock band Raeth. Bhatt hopes to take it to Lahore and Karachi.
"This project will be special for us, as it's an opportunity to improve Indo-Pak relations. We all are very excited that the play would be presented in Lahore and Karachi as well," said Wajhi Farooki, Raeth's lead singer.
The film's original star cast is being replaced with new actors in the stage production. The director too, is different. While Mohit Suri of Aashiqui 2 fame directed the film, this task for the stage production falls to award winning director and actor Happy Ranajit, a graduate of the National School of Drama.
"Entertainment is gradually shifting from a single window system to a multi-dimensional one," says Mahesh Bhatt. "With Hamari Adhuri Kahaani, the audience can experience the same story in three different mediums – literary, cinematic and theatre."
Bhatt revealed that like all his cult movies, this one too is based on his personal experiences. "Hamari Adhuri Kahaani has the heartbeat of my mother, who lived a difficult, solitary life. Her husband, whom she loved so intensely, was conspicuous by his absence," he said.
The story revolves around Aarav, a rich, suave hotelier, who falls in love with an already married florist, Vasudha.
Bhatt's trusted protege Imran Zahid plays the male lead of Aarav in the stage adaptation, a part played by Emraan Hashmi in the movie. Zahid also played the leads in Bhatt's earlier theatrical adaptations of his films Daddy and Arth and garnered rave reviews.
"Bhatt saheb feels I will do justice to the lead character because I have earlier played characters pulled from real-life situations, as in the stage adaptations of Arth and Daddy or The Last Salute," said Imran Zahid.
Delhi-based theatre artist Rachaittri Gupta will play the female lead Vasudha, a role that Vidya Balan did in the film. Rachaittri is currently playing the second lead in Bollywood stage musical "Zangoora" a live venue in Gurgaon, according to a report by IANS.
"When I started writing 'Hamari Adhuri Kahani', I wanted to plough through my childhood of having seen my mother fight the battles of single motherhood," said Mahesh Bhatt.
"Vasudha was built from that space and yet she flowers into a beloved in her matured years. So finding a face for this character was crucial. Rachaittri will be able to bring Vasudha to life all over again on stage, of that I am confident," he told IANS.
Writer Sengupta agrees Rachaittri is the perfect fit for the role. "The character of Vasudha is extremely deep and inspiring. It took me tons of work to characterise her and bring her to the climax of the book as well as the film." He feels that Rachaittri's face "emanates the depth" required by the character.
For her part, Rachaittri says she is "nervous and excited at the same time". She adds that she has done a lot of plays, "but this one is quite different."
Firstly, it is a Mahesh Bhatt production, scripted by Bhatt himself, she explains. Secondly, following in the shoes of Vidya Balan, by whom she has long been inspired, will be tough. Thirdly, "the character of Vasudha itself is very challenging," she says. "But I will try my level best to not let anyone down."
Director Ranajit says she is the perfect blend of glamour and talent. "I was under pressure about the casting for the role of Vasudha and finally I selected Rachaittri as I had seen her in Kingdom of Dreams in the role of Lachhi. I liked her acting and I think she is a blend of glamour and talent, who can do justice to such a complex character and to the play," he said.
Bhatt has already staged a play in Pakistan, when he took Daddy to Karachi to participate in the National Academy of Performing Arts NAPA International Theatre Festival in April. He has also been working on a collaborative play titled 'Milne Do' with the Lahore-based theatre group Azad Theatre and the music band Laal.
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Iran's "Child Eater" wins grand prix at Danish festival
TEHRAN – "Child Eater" by Iranian director Mohammad Kart has won the HCA award, the grand prix of the OFF – Odense International Film Festival in Denmark, the organizers have announced.
"Child Eater", also known as "Pedovore", is about a teenage boy laborer who falls in love with a teenage girl.
It was picked as best short film at the Iran Cinema Celebration last year.
"Fun Factory", a co-production between Norwegian-German co-directed by Lisa Brooke Hansen and Even Hafnor won the OFF Storyteller Award.
The OFF Artist Award went to "Nursery Rhymes" by Tom Noakes from Australia.
The OFF – Odense International Film Festival OFF, which is an Oscar-qualifying short film event, took place in Odense from August 26 to September 1.
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Books on the go at the moment.
- Writing at the Edge of the Universe
- Published by Canterbury University Press (2003), it's a collection of essays, interviews, reflections and talks from the 'Creative Writing in New Zealand' Conference. Covers everything from politics, young adults fiction, comics, hypertext, and definitions of 'cultural' within the NZ writing scene. Something to dip into every now and then.
- Spin Control by Chris Moriarty
- A mix of technology, religion and politics set in a posthuman future. Has a short bibliography of material relating to emergence, transhumanism, and social evolutionism. Oh, and lots of stuff about ants. If only my thesis read as well.
- The Worthing Saga by Orson Scott Card
- Finally got around to reading this collection of Card's older science fiction material. Some interesting material relating to theodicy, suffering, pain, human perseverance, and free will, together with other observations about the technological quest for immortality.
- For Everyone Concerned by Damien Wilkins (2007)
- The most recent collection of short works by Wilkins, much of which is set in Wellington. I grabbed the library's copy and found it a mixed bag (as with most collections like this). I loved the short story "Reunion" set in Wellington Library though.


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Indigo launches Indigobaby Registry with top baby brands and must-haves for parents
Indigo is a haven for baby gifts – everything from picture books to plush, stuffed animals and cute onesies, it never disappoints. This is largely because the retail chain has implemented a deliberate diversification strategy, essential in the age of Amazon.
The company's latest innovation is its baby gift registry. Indigobaby Registry is easy to navigate and beautifully designed, and is now available in-store, online and through the Indigo mobile app.
Kirsten Chapman, president at Indigo, describes the company's motivation. "Our customer research indicated that expectant parents are looking for support on what they truly need to prepare for a new baby. Understanding this, we set out to design a solution that would make registering an easy, streamlined – and fun – experience."
The registry features a wide assortment of more than 6,000 baby products available online, including strollers, swaddles, car seats and carriers. Gift-givers will feel confident in the products they purchase, as Indigo carries the most coveted baby brands – Baby Björn, Skip Hop, Happiest Baby, Stokke and Medela. While browsing the collection, one eye-catcher is Pehr's handcrafted baby mobile with dangling sheep, and the double-sided play mat by The Pieces. Both would make gorgeous gifts.
Of course, helping to build baby's first library is an affordable option for gift-givers, and Indigo has no shortage of choices. Why not gift an expectant mother with a Heather's Pick – a copy of The Happiest Baby on the Block, by Harvey Karp, MD, or with a classic copy of What to Expect the First Year, by Heidi Murkoff?
True to its customer-centred philosophy, Indigo goes the extra mile for expectant mothers. Those who register receive an Indigobaby Memory Book, perfect for documenting their baby's first year. Indigo is also offering registrants a 20-per-cent discount on all items remaining on their registries and hassle-free returns and exchanges within 90 days. As well, a user-friendly mobile app allows users to create and update their registries anywhere, anytime.
The Indigobaby Registry will also be a valuable resource for expectant parents, with advice and tips from parenting experts and authors. Any mother-to-be will appreciate the insider tips and tricks, such as inspiration on how to design a soothing nursery and blog posts such as "Dr. Karp's five Ss to get fussy babies to sleep."
"We know that being an expectant parent is an incredibly joyful time, but it can also be overwhelming," says Chapman.
Indigo's curated collection and convenient features aims to make shopping a breeze, and may eliminate some of the stress for expectant parents.
For more information, visit indigo.ca
Shawna Wynne is a GTA-based freelance writer and recent graduate of Humber College's Professional Writing and Communications Graduate Certificate program.


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- the totality of points on a line between two designated points or endpoints that may or may not be included.
- any generalization of this to higher dimensions, as a rectangle with sides parallel to the coordinate axes.
Idioms for interval
- at particular periods of time; now and then: At intervals, there were formal receptions at the governor's mansion.
- at particular places, with gaps in between: detour signs at intervals along the highway.
Origin of interval
SYNONYMS FOR interval
OTHER WORDS FROM intervalin·ter·val·ic, in·ter·val·lic [in-ter-val-ik] /ˌɪn tərˈvæl ɪk/, adjective
WORDS THAT MAY BE CONFUSED WITH intervalinterval period
Words nearby interval
Example sentences from the Web for interval
The interval between possession and hell was short," he says, "though I admit it was wonderful.Owning Up to Possession's Downside|Samantha Harvey|December 14, 2014|DAILY BEAST
After her first audible prompt, which came shortly after the interval, the audience sat patiently.London Laughs at Lindsay Lohan's West End Debut|Nico Hines|September 24, 2014|DAILY BEAST
This interval workout only requires four minutes to complete, but can be repeated as part of a 15 or 20-minute routine.The Busy Person's Guide to Becoming a Fitness Minimalist|DailyBurn|December 27, 2013|DAILY BEAST
It would be a great help if, in the interval, party supporters refrained from looking or sounding like raving madmen.If there is a BLS Conspiracy, It's the Worst Executed I've Ever Seen|David Frum|October 5, 2012|DAILY BEAST
Proust is a world, and to return to him after an interval away is to discover and rediscover very different things each time.David's Book Club: Within a Budding Grove|David Frum|July 15, 2012|DAILY BEAST
But soon my mind began to employ the interval more profitably.The Deluge|David Graham Phillips
Then the persisting movement and its interval are not time, but within time.Plotinos: Complete Works, v. 3|Plotinos (Plotinus)
When the French Revolution broke out, the reaction became, for an interval, in many quarters far stronger still.The English Church in the Eighteenth Century|Charles J. Abbey and John H. Overton
The interval of four years between the games was called an Olympiad.
An interval of repose became necessary, in consequence of the activity of our enjoyment.The Memoires of Casanova, Complete|Jacques Casanova de Seingalt
British Dictionary definitions for interval
- occasionally or intermittently
- with spaces between