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Author's Note: Dialogue taken from the original episode, along with plot, but with changes to adjust to my canon. Enjoy.
In the morning Buffy and Angel agreed that she would speak to Faith first, in
an effort to gauge her reaction before they went to Giles. So Angel dropped his
beloved off at the motel, waiting in the parking lot while she went to Faith's
Faith was hand washing a shirt in the sink when Buffy called
through the cheep wood veneer of her door. "Faith, it's me."
dark haired slayer dropped the item of clothing back in the water and went to
answer the door. "Hey."
"Hey," Buffy replied, entering
the room while Faith returned to the bathroom. She watched her scrubbing at the
shirt, recalling her own efforts to clean the blood from her hands and clothes.
"So, I, uh... How are ya doing?" She asked nervously.
alright," Faith replied at a pathetic attempt casual, which ended up sounding
cold and distant instead. "You know me."
Buffy sighed and
reluctantly began to reveal her motive for coming, less certain now that she would
succeed. "Faith, we need to talk about what we're gonna do."
the first time the dark haired slayer looked up from her washing. "There's
nothing to talk about. I was doing my job."
The blonde slayer
frowned at that remark. "Being a Slayer is not the same as being a killer,"
she pointed out.
Faith continued to scrub at the stains on her shirt.
Buffy watched her reactions, and realised how frightened the girl appeared
to be, her efforts at hiding such fear in vain. She remembered when Kakistos caused
her to run, and knew that if she didn't handle this carefully, the same could
occur again. Slayers were taught self-reliance, but that isolation often came
at a terrible price. She had to convince her that she was not alone in this dark
matter. "Faith, please don't shut me out here. Look, sooner or later, we're
both gonna have to deal."
Faith rinsed the shirt out. "Wrong,"
she declared as she surveyed the article of clothing.
"We can
help each other," Buffy protested.
"I don't need it,"
Faith replied, before pulling the plug out from the sink and draining the water.
She walked into the room and took out a drawer, on which she lay the shirt to
"Yeah?" Buffy queried, sceptical. "Who's wrong
now? Faith, you can shut off all the emotions that you want. But eventually, they're
gonna find a body."
Finally the dark haired slayer turned and
faced her. "Okay, this is the last time we're gonna have this conversation,
and we're not even having it now, you understand me?" She replied angrily.
"There is no body. I took it, weighted it, and dumped it. The body doesn't
exist." She turned away from Buffy's shocked expression.
rid of the evidence doesn't make the problem go away," Buffy remarked.
Faith met her gaze once more. "It does for me."
more she talked, the more Buffy became concerned at how her sibling in arms was
dealing with this. "Faith, you don't get it. You killed a man."
"No, you don't get it," Faith replied with a smile. "I don't
She walked away and jumped on to the bed, where she grabbed
the remote and turned on the television, a clear signal of dismissal. Buffy stared
at her in disbelief for a moment, then turned and exited the hotel room.
was waiting for her beside his car, leaning on the passenger side door. The top
was down on the convertible Belvedere GTX, in keeping with the sunny weather which
had broken this morning in the dale, a comparison, and an ironic one at that to
the dark days ahead of them. His pose was seemingly casual, almost carefree, nearly
normal. From the view outside Faith's hotel room, he appeared to be nothing more
than a guy waiting for his girl. But Buffy knew differently. For within him a
demon, the most sadistic and deadly she had ever met, was contained by a soul
so disparate in nature, so kind, so gentle in his temperament, in his manner,
in his whole being, that one would never have guessed at the conflict within him.
For centuries he had fought his demons daily and not only had he won, he had emerged
a better person due to such a battle. Upon his hands, his conscience, were the
murders his demon committed, countless sins which his memories strove almost daily
to remind him of the guilt he should be feeling, yet to the most rational way
of thinking, he was not responsible for even the notion of these mortal acts.
As Buffy stared at him, she was struck by the stark comparison between him and
Faith, now rendered to having something in common due the blood on both their
hands. Except while one claimed responsibility for acts which his demon committed,
the other washed their hands of their deed altogether.
He straightened
up as she came to a halt before him, her bleak expression far more eloquent than
words ever could be. Without saying anything he wrapped her in his arms, pressing
a tender kiss to her blonde tresses.
Buffy relished the comforting
embrace for a moment, then raised her head and gazed into his dark soulful eyes.
"She dumped the body. She doesn't even care, Angel. Or rather she says she
doesn't, when everything in her body language screams fear. How can we tell Giles
when Faith won't even face the truth of what she did?"
can't," Angel agreed solemnly, his hands weaving themselves in her blonde
locks, one slightly cupping her face.
"She's ready to run," Buffy continued, barely acknowledging his agreement for silence. "If we don't handle this the right way, we could damage her forever."
Some days later.................
Buffy was drowning. Blue clear water was
bubbling all around her, caused by her mouth and her body's desperate need for
oxygen. She was struggling against the currents, against the drag from the floor,
trying to reach the surface, but something was holding her steady and still, preventing
her from swimming back up. She felt the water filling her lungs, the intense battle
to breathe nearing defeat, and knew she could not hold on for much longer. she
turned, trying to see who was the owner of the hand that held her ankle. Opened
sightless gaze stared back her, one which haunted her ever since she first caught
sight of them within a mortally wounded being, done to death with a wooden stake.
It was Alan Finch, the Deputy Mayor. Buffy turned and resumed her struggling towards
the roof of the ocean, desperate to survive, to free herself from this dark deed.
Suddenly, she broke free, and frantically swam to the surface. Clearing the water,
coughing what remained of the liquid from her lungs, Buffy looked about herself
for land. She glanced up, and saw Faith, standing over her by the water's edge,
a hateful expression of indifference upon her face. Before she knew, the dark
haired slayer's hands were pressing on her face, and Faith was pushing her back
down into the watery depths of the ocean.
opened her eyes. Angel was beside her, his hands gently clasping her arms, looking
at her with concerned eyes. "You were having a nightmare," he uttered
gently, calming her panicked mind and senses.
Buffy came back to herself.
Taking deep breaths, she slowly came back to the present, and with it reality.
She was at home. Revello Drive. It was night as evidenced by the closed curtains
and darkened light within her bedroom, and Angel was holding her carefully in
his arms, looking her with those big, brown, gorgeous and currently concerned,
eyes of his.
"I was drowning," she told him. "Finch
was grabbing hold of me. Somehow I got to the surface. But Faith pushed me back
Without another word Angel pulled her into his arms, his
hands drawing soothing circles on the bare skin of her back. "You have to
tell Giles, Buffy," he whispered tenderly urgent. "You can't put this
off any longer."
"I have to talk to Faith first," Buffy
protested. "At least give her some warning."
Angel pulled back to look into her eyes. "She told you that she didn't care.
And despite her need for denial, her fear, the desire to run and rid herself of
this terrible deed, you don't know what she will do next as well as you think
might. She may be a slayer, but she's now a killer as well." He paused, as
he recalled his own feelings of guilt over such mortal sins. "I know what
that feels like. To kill without conscience, without remorse. The more you commit
it, even just on demons and vampires, the more you develop a taste for it. We
need to talk to Giles. As I've said before, this can't be the first time this
has happened."
"As much as it scares me, you're right,"
Buffy admitted. "I'll tell him tomorrow. I promise." She paused, concentrating
suddenly, her slayer instincts telling her that they were no longer the only ones
awake at this hour. Then she looked up. "I hear voices."
he gently commanded her, "I'll go and check."
Angel let go
of her arms, and pressed her down under the covers, securing them around her body
for warmth. Then he got up, dressed himself in a shirt and trousers and made his
way downstairs.
When he neared the living room, he discovered the
source of the noise. The television was on, and Mrs Summers was up. "Joyce?"
He began, still uncertain at using the name, even though she had given him permission
to address her thus a few days ago.
She turned round at the sound
of his voice. "Angel, what are you doing up? Is Buffy okay?" She asked
"She's not sleeping well," he replied, moving
further into the room, his eyes fixing on the television screen, in which news
coverage was blazing away. "She's been having a lot of nightmares lately."
He turned briefly to her and added, "part of the slayer thing."
"Giles told me," Joyce replied, remembering. "What's coming?"
"I'm honestly not sure," Angel replied, rather absently, the
news network on the television holding his attention. "What are you watching?"
"They found a body at the docks today. It was the Deputy Mayor."
Joyce looked at him, puzzling at his grave expression. "What's wrong, Angel?"
He looked at her with a sad smile. "Something big is coming. When we rescued Giles and Pryce from Balthazar, the demon hinted that something will rise. What we don't know. During that night a friend committed a terrible mistake. He paused. "And we are worried what she will decide to do next."
Morning. Buffy entered the library quietly, even though she knew that it was unlikely
to contain anybody but the scoobies or the watchers at this early hour. It appeared
deserted, but she knew Giles. Despite he and Jenny living together, deeply committed
to each other, with the recent hint of big, dark evil brewing, he would be here
way before school started. She walked past the counter and up to his office. "Giles?"
The watcher came out of his office. "Buffy," he greeted
She stopped, relieved at finding him, but suddenly uncertain
as to how to begin. "Uh, I don't really know how to say this, so I'm just
gonna say it. I know I've kept things from you before, but..."
Giles turned his head slightly, as Faith came out of his office. Buffy stared
at her, uncomprehending. Then she decided that discretion was the better part
of valour. "But, um, but I-I've been blowing off my classes. You know, in-in
the sense of not attending. And, uh..."
"It's okay, Buffy,"
Faith said suddenly, "I told him."
"You told him?"
Buffy repeated, surprised. It was the last thing she had expected after their
last conversation.
"I had to," Faith continued. "He
had to know what you did."
"What I did?" Buffy uttered,
confused. Then she realised what Faith meant, and the girl scared her even more.
"Giles, no. Tha-That's just not what happened," she began.
don't want to hear it, Buffy," Giles said, his voice sounding upset. Betrayed.
Buffy knew the feeling. "No! It..." She protested.
Giles shook his head, silently commanding her to stop speaking. "I
don't want to hear any more lies," he uttered.
Buffy knew from
his tone that it further protest would be useless until they were alone. Outraged,
she turned to Faith. "You can't be serious! You're setting me up?"
"Get in my office, now," Giles commanded. "Faith,"
he added, turning to her, "I'll talk to you later."
please," Buffy tried once more. "You have to..."
was in vain. "Now!"
Faith watched her enter the room, then
turned to Giles. "Um... Sorry," she said, not knowing what to say. Instead
she turned round and left the library.
Once outside within the school
corridors, Faith felt herself breathe somewhat easier. Telling Giles had been
tough. Scrub that, the past few days had been tough. But there was nothing she
could do about that. The body had been found and the autopsy report which Mr Trick
had 'retrieved' from the mortuary revealed the cause of death. Wooden fragments
in the heart. Strangely the Mayor had not been too surprised at the discovery,
nor at her confession. Indeed, Faith recalled with a shiver, he had seemed proud
of her. And then he had ordered her to heap the entire thing on Buffy. To use
this to wreck the team of do-gooders from the inside out. And Faith had no problem
with that.
Anything to stop this sick feeling within her, threatening
to drown her in the full evil of her mortal sin. She felt in limbo, suspended
in waiting for this deed to fade from her memory, along with all the feelings
which accompanied and resulted from it. But the days continued to pass and still
deed haunted her soul. The sight of Allen's bleak fear of death, prayed on her
mind, speaking to her with penetrating eloquence on what she did, what she had
become. Every night she had dreamed different outcomes; he lived, she stopped
herself in time. It was so easy to believe it was Buffy's error in judgement,
to lay all the blame, all the guilt and responsibility at her door. To render
her less than perfect in everyone's eyes. From the moment she came to Sunnydale
Faith had felt the pressure of living by her perfect example, her faultless record.
Nothing she did could make her an equal of the first slayer in this generation,
she would always be second. Until now. For this was an opportunity to become the
perfect slayer, to be first in everyone's eyes. To be respected. Faith raised
her head, and walked down the corridors into the sunshine, pushing the darkness
further into the recesses of her mind.
Praying for them to disappear forever.
"Giles," Buffy began desperately once he was inside his office. "I
didn't do this. I swear. Look, I know that I messed up badly, but the murder,
i-it... it was..".
Giles interrupted her. "Faith. I know."
He smiled sadly at the girl he loved like a daughter. "She may have many
talents, Buffy, but fortunately, lying is not one of them."
Oh, God." Buffy breathed a sigh of relief and sat down. "I thought..."
"I'm sorry," Giles apologised, sitting down as well and taking
her hands gently in his soothing her with tender strokes. "I needed her to
think that I was on her side. I don't know how far she'll take this charade."
"Try far." Buffy stated sadly. "Like, all the way."
Giles shook his head in the same emotion. "You should have come to
me immediately, Buffy. We could have dealt with this better, perhaps."
"I know," Buffy said. "Angel told me to. But I wanted to
talk to Faith first. It was a mistake, Giles. His arm grabbed me, and even I thought
he was just another vamp from Balthazar's gang, ready to kill us. I barely realised
he was human, and by then it was too late. And Faith was terrified. She still
"You wanted to save her," Giles stated quietly.
"It's not all her fault, Giles. Afterwards, I saw her hesitate.
I don't think she knew what she had done until she had actually done it, if you
know what I mean."
"I know. And be easy, this is not the
first time something like this has happened."
Buffy looked up,
surprised, even though Angel had suspected as much. "It's not?"
Her watcher nodded. "The Slayer is on the front line of a nightly
war. Now, it's tragic, but accidents have happened."
do you do?"
"Well, the Council investigates, metes out punishment
if punishment is due. But I have no plans to involve them. I mean, it's the last
thing Faith needs at the moment. She's unstable, Buffy. I mean, she's utterly
unable to accept responsibility."
"She's freaking,"
Buffy agreed, glancing through the door, where Faith had exited some moments before.
"So then we just have to help her deal, right?"
Giles shook
his head. "She's in denial. There is no help for her until she admits the
full truth her mistake."
"What do you suggest?"
"We should talk, all of us," he proposed. "We need to tread
very carefully in this matter. The others need to be fully aware of what is the
truth and what we will pretend is truth around Faith for now."
nodded. "Okay."
"In the meantime, no one else is to
know," Giles added. "Understood?"
Buffy nodded, knowing
who he meant. "Of course."
"This is extremely delicate,
too delicate for the likes of him and the Council. If we scare her off now, we
may lose her forever."
Outside the office, Wesley stood, his arms
folded across his chest, a grim expression upon his face. What he had just heard
was unbelievable. Conceal from their superiors that a slayer was a murderer! This
dark matter could only have even darker ramifications, and secrecy was the last
thing which was required just now. But then Rupert Giles had defied the Council
before, trusting his own judgement above his betters. Clearly the man had no idea
what he was doing. He should never have given the responsibility of a slayer.
It was up to wiser minds than he to sort this out.
"Well, maybe we should all talk to her together," Willow proposed.
It was after school. In the deserted Cafeteria, a meeting place which all
of them had agreed was different enough from any of their usual haunts for them
to escape unwelcome intrusion from a certain person, the Scooby gang sat. They
had all assembled at the end of classes, the watcher of the group having arranged
the time and location during lunch. Buffy was sitting on one of the tables, Angel's
long legs either side of her, the rest of him behind her body, providing welcome
support, both mental and physical. Giles sat on the next table, with Jenny beside
him on a chair, her face level with his knees. Doyle sat next to her, followed
by Cordelia and Xander, then Willow and Oz, then Joyce, whom Buffy confided in
during morning recess, anxious for another compassionate viewpoint.
now gently shook his head at Willow's suggestion. "I don't think she'll react
well to that."
"I agree," Joyce added. "She might
think we were ganging up on her. Her instinct will be to run away, or lash out."
"I could talk to her," Angel volunteered, making everyone turn
to look at him. "I know what it's like to have murdered someone only too
well. I think I have enough knowledge of what she's dealing with to get her to
talk." He looked to the watcher, who seemed prepared to object. "This
is gonna take more than counselling, Giles. Faith needs someone whose been down
that road before, and knows what is at the end of both tunnel exits."
Giles nodded, silently agreeing. "You're right. The question is; how
do we get her to come to you?"
"If she won't come to us," Angel replied, "then we go and get her."
Faith sighed and stretched out on the bed, bending her leather clad legs. She
had gone for a darker ensemble since her crimes, suiting her mood and her past
deeds. The television attempted to hold her attention, the horror film on having
a stellar cast, insightful plot and enough special effects to tempt any ordinary
would-be watcher. But Faith was a lost cause. Her mind was on other things.
She could not get his face out of her head. Finch, the last look he held
as he died. Surprise, with some pleading mixed in. That expression would remain
ever present as the sounds of the rest of the recent events repeated themselves
over and over again in her mind. At times, she almost saw Buffy actually perform
the killing blow. Then, just when she thought if she imagined that time and time
again, she would believe it, the reality would return. She had killed a man. She
was no longer just a slayer. She was now a killer. A murderer. What had she done?
She tried to remember the beginnings of her alliance with the Mayor, from the
moment Trick brought him to her hotel room, and the revelation that he let Kakistos
come to his town in search of her. From that moment on, Faith realised now, she
had lost the power to choose, even before when she pleaded with the cloven vampire
to spare her life while the lifeless body of her watcher lay beside her, mortally
wounded by the mark of his fangs in her neck. To control her actions, but not
to take responsibility for them. At first she felt pleased with the choice, the
position of power and influence which it gave her over B and the slayerettes.
The price of loyalty seemingly a small one to pay. But when had the price become
too high? When had she started to doubt her choice? And why? Almost from the beginning,
she knew, remembering the chill she felt when the Mayor proposed they killed her
'little friend.' The real question was when had she learned to ignore that sensation,
to pretend it never existed.
A knock on the door caused Faith to come
out of her dark thoughts, and she welcomed the escape. She left the television
on, got off the bed and moved to her hotel room door. Opening it, she looked round,
puzzled to find no one there.
Then everything went black.
Faith opened her eyes to see that she was chained to a fireplace mantle. Rubbing
her wrists, she glanced round and saw Angel sitting on a coffee table nearby.
She was obviously in the mansion. Idly she wondered how much he knew. And what
she had to her advantage. "Finally decided to tie me up, huh?" She said
at last to him, turning on the charm. "I always knew you weren't really a
one-Slayer guy."
Angel swung the baseball bat- the device which
had knocked her out, she realised -between his arms from one side to the other.
"I'm sorry about the chains," He said, looking up at her. "It's
not that I don't trust you... Actually, it is that I don't trust you." He
set the bat aside, rose up and made his way over to her, crouching before her.
"I bet you're not big on trust games, now, are you, Faith?"
gonna shrink me now? Is that it?" Faith queried, slightly incredulous.
The souled vampire shook his head. "No, I just wanna talk to you."
"That's what they all say," she said next, trying to turn the
words round again, into another innuendo. "And then it's just, 'Let me stay
the night. Won't try anything.'"
"You wanna go the long
way around, hey, I can do that." Angel stood up. "I'm not getting any
older." He turned and walked out into the midnight garden.
was standing outside, and stepped forward when she saw him emerge. "How's
she doing?"
Angel sighed. "It's like talking to a wall. Only
you get more from a wall."
His beloved's face turned graver. "But
you'll keep trying, right?"
"Sure," he promised. "We're
just getting started."
"So, what do I do?" She asked.
He looked at her sadly, wishing he could take away the bleak disappointment
conveyed through her eyes, the conviction that she had failed one of her friends.
"Right now, there's nothing that you can do."
Buffy nodded,
trying to think of something anyway. "Well, this could take awhile, right?"
she sought to confirm. "So, I'll just go to Faith's and I'll get some of
her stuff. That way she might see that we're on her side."
a good idea." It would not be wise of them to let Faith go back to her hotel
room, not even after she confessed. Angel paused, then took her hands tenderly
in his. "Buffy I don't want you to get your hopes up," he uttered softly.
"She may not want us to help her."
"She does. She just
doesn't know how to say it." Angel started to shake his head, making Buffy
add, "Angel, I know, I remember what you said this morning. But I can't lose
hope, not yet."
"I'll keep trying," Angel promised,
before leaning down to kiss her. Only allowing themselves to get swept away for
a moment, then he parted from her and walked back inside the mansion. "I
know what's going on with you," he remarked to his houseguest.
shrugged indifferently. "Join the club. Everybody seems to have a theory."
Angel ignored her response. "But I know what it's like to take
a life. To feel a future, a world of possibilities, snuffed out by your own hand.
I know the power in it. The exhilaration. The rush." He dropped his voice
low, letting her think that he was confessing something to her that no one else
knew. "It was like a drug for me."
"Yeah?" Faith
queried sarcastically. "Sounds like you need some help. A professional maybe."
Angel resumed his seat on the coffee table. "A professional couldn't
have helped me. It stopped when I got my soul back. My human heart."
"Goody for you. Now if we're gonna party, let's get on with it."
Faith held out her shackled wrists. "Otherwise, could you let me out of these
"Faith, you have a choice," Angel persisted.
"You've tasted something few ever do. I mean, to kill without remorse is
to feel like a god."
"Right now," Faith remarked, struggling
angrily with the chains, "all I feel is a cramp in my wrists, so let me go!"
She wanted to get away from him. Be alone again, in the misery of her own thoughts.
Not to have them thrown back at her with such calm acceptance. Why wasn't he horrified
like the rest of them? His demon did the deeds he claimed guilt and responsibility
for. How did that make him like her?
Angel rose and crouched before
her again. "But you're not a god," he continued, almost tenderly, as
though a father. "You're not much more than a child. Going down this path
will ruin you. You cannot imagine the price for true evil."
lost patience with his attitude, with his empathy, with his condescension and
sneered. "Yeah? I hope evil takes Mastercard."
The souled
vampire sighed, but continued to try and reach her. "You and me, Faith, we're
a lot alike. Time was, I thought humans existed just to hurt each other."
Angel got up and sat next to her. "But then I came here. And I found out
that there are other types of people. People who genuinely wanted to do right.
And they make mistakes. And they fall down. But they keep caring. Keep trying.
Which is what makes them human. Like you, Faith. Buffy told me that it was an
accident. Something which you have to accept before you can learn to recover from
this." He took one of her hands in his, and for the first time, Faith felt
the power emanating from deep within him, the same thing which drew Buffy towards
him just two years ago. "If you can trust us, Faith, this can all change.
You don't have to disappear into the darkness."
Suddenly there
was a loud pounding on the door, causing him to release her hand. Angel only had
time to look up before it collapsed to the floor. Wesley Wyndam-Pryce strode in,
straight towards them, holding a large cross. He was flanked by three other men,
clothed in black combat clothes, strangers, outsiders.
Angel rapidly
stood up and rushed towards the intruders, stopping short when Wesley shoved the
cross in front of his face. The trio acted then, setting upon him, with a rope
netting, restraining him, rendering him powerless.
Wesley walked over
to Faith and removed the shackles from her wrists. Then he pulled out a set of
heavy cuffs and chains, and before she knew it her wrists were bound once more.
"What the...."
"By the order of the Watcher's Council
of Britain..." Wesley intoned, lifting her up from the floor, "I am
exercising my authority and removing you to England, where you will accept the
judgement of the disciplinary committee."
He hauled her out of the mansion, the henchmen following them, leaving Angel behind in a mass of rope net and frustration.
"I'm sorry for the extreme measures," Wesley uttered a little time later,
from his position across from her. "Unfortunately, this is a rather extreme
Faith shrugged, trying to appear indifferent.
They were inside a van, and she was trussed up like a prize exhibit. Murdering
Vampire Slayer, coming soon to a town near you. Already she loathed the condescending,
so superior judgement the watcher was heaping on to her, expecting her to comply.
"Please believe nobody is rushing to judgement,"
Wesley remarked, conveying entirely the opposite supposition. "The first
priority of both myself and the Council is to help you," he claimed.
Faith pulled at the ring holding her to the bench, wondering if she could
loosen it and thereby free her hands, possibly resulting in her escape.
now, none of that," Wesley turned to the man beside him. "Tighten her
restraints," he ordered. "Faith, there's no point in fighting this."
Faith saw her chance and silently begged to disagree. She kicked the man
in the knee, and he fell to the floor. She pressed down on his face with her boot.
"Have to disagree with you on that one. Now unlock these or I'll pop this
guy's head like a grape."
Wesley hesitated, then spotted a wrench
on the floor.
Faith saw the movement and knew she had won. She shook
her head at him. "Don't even think about it." She held up her cuffed
wrists for him to unlock.
Wesley surrendered, fitting the key to the
locks. "You can't keep running, Faith," he tried one final time as she
freed her hands.
Faith punched him hard in the jaw, knocking him unconscious
on the floor of the truck. "Wrong again, Wes."
She went to the doors, kicking them open and jumped out onto the street. Rolling until she was free from injury caused by jumping from a moving vehicle, Faith stood up and watched the van continue to drive on. Then she turned round and started looking for another means of leaving this town.
It was strangely quiet when Buffy returned to the Mansion. Slayer danger senses
on full alert, she dropped the stuff collected from Faith's motel room outside
the door. Slipping a stake out from her sleeve, Buffy cautiously advanced inside.
The situation was instantly recognisable. Buffy put her stake back in her jacket
and rushed to the struggling mess of rope netting, and set about freeing her boyfriend
from his prison.
"What happened?" She asked when he was
"I had some uninvited guests," Angel replied. "Just
as I was starting to get somewhere with her," he added regretfully.
sighed in frustration. "We better get to the library and confer. Before things
get any worse than they already are."
She helped him rise to his feet, and they headed for the garage where the car was stored. Climbing inside, Angel turned the key in the ignition and drove them to the High School campus.
"It was Pryce. He had a couple of guys helping him," Angel explained
to the gang in the library a few minutes later.
"Which means that
Faith will be soon on her way back to England to face the wrath of the Watcher's
Council." Giles realised.
"And then what?" Buffy asked.
Her watcher's expression was grim and disappointed. "Most likely they'll
lock her away for a good long while."
"So we head them off
at the airport and stop them," Buffy decided.
Willow asked. "She murdered someone and accused Buffy. I hate to say it,
but maybe she belongs behind bars."
"She's out of control,
I know," Buffy admitted. "But Angel was getting somewhere with her.
She was opening up. If we could just stop Wesley."
no longer an issue," Wesley began as he walked into the library.
let her get away?" Giles queried.
Wesley stopped before them,
ashamed at the recollection. "Let wouldn't be the way I'd phrase it, but...
Yes, she escaped."
Giles rolled his eyes and took off his glasses.
Angel chose to air their mutual thoughts on the news they had just received. "That's
good work. First, you terrorise her, then you put her back in the streets."
He moved to the table and sat down.
"That was hardly my plan.
I was trying to save her," Wesley protested.
"But you didn't!"
Buffy cried. "You probably destroyed her."
Giles decided, putting his glasses back on, "that's enough."
better find her before she does any more damage." The slayer stood up. "I'll
check the docks. Giles, Jenny, why don't you go to her motel? Xander, Cordelia,
Willow, Oz, Doyle, her usual haunts. Once you've found her, just keep her talking.
And call for us."
"I'll try the airport," Angel volunteered.
"Joyce, why don't you stay here and see if she tries here."
can I do?" Wesley asked. "I want to help."
"You still got your ticket back to the mother country?" Buffy asked, before heading out with the rest of the gang. "I suggest you use it."
All was quiet at the docks. Buffy walked along one of the gangplanks, casting
her eyes everywhere as she searched. A part of her felt responsible. Perhaps if
she had offered full trust to Faith when the slayer first arrived, none of this
would have happened. And then again, maybe it would have, only worse. But she
could not give up. Faith was a killer, but she was also a slayer, just like herself.
It was a slayer's job to save people. And if Faith was unable to save herself,
it was up to her to try instead.
"You don't give up, do you?" Someone asked suddenly.
Buffy turned round and saw Faith at the top of
the gangplank. "Not on my friends, no."
The dark haired slayer
eyed her sceptically. "Yeah, because you and me are such solid buds, right?"
She scoffed.
Buffy ignored the charge. "We could be. It's not
too late."
"For me to change and be more like you, you mean?"
Faith countered. "Little Miss Goody Two Shoes? It ain't gonna happen, B."
The blonde slayer shook her head. "Faith, nobody is asking you to
be like me, but you can't go on like this."
"Scares you,
doesn't it?" Faith guessed, jumping down on to the docks.
joined her there on the wooden jetty. "Yeah, it scares me. Faith, you're
hurting people. You're hurting yourself."
"But that's not
it," Faith replied. "That's not what bothers you so much. What bugs
you is, you know I'm right. You know in your gut we don't need the law. We are
the law."
Buffy turned and began to walk away, sure that Faith
would follow her, but determined not to rise to the bait. "No."
"Yes." Faith insisted, wondering if she was beginning to convince
her. "You know exactly what I'm about. 'Cause you have it in you too."
Buffy shook her head. "No, Faith, you're sick."
seen it, B," Faith protested. "You've got the lust. And I'm not just
talking about screwing vampires."
That hit a nerve, as Faith knew
it would. Buffy halted in her tracks, outraged that Faith would sink this low.
Angel was right. Perhaps she didn't know her as well as she once thought she did.
"Don't you dare bring him into this."
"It's good, isn't
it?" Faith continued. "The sex? The danger? Bet a part of you even dug
him when he went psycho."
Buffy was horrified and the mere thought
of that. "No!" She protested truthfully, before continuing to walk back
to the road, knowing Faith would follow.
And the dark haired slayer
did. "See, you need me to toe the line because you're afraid you'll go over
it, aren't you, B? You can't handle watching me living my own way, having a blast,
because it tempts you! You know it could be you!"
Buffy had had
enough. She stopped, turned round, and dealt a backhanded punch to Faith's jaw.
Faith let the blow turn her head, then faced her with a wicked, seductive grin.
"There's my girl," she almost crooned.
Buffy shook her head,
realising too late that she had risen to Faith's bait. "No. I'm not gonna
do this."
"Why not?" Faith asked her. "It feels
good. Blood rising. The strain of the primitive flowing through our veins. Because,
B, we are killers, both of us. You see demons as equal as us, else you would never
have fallen for Angel like you did. And that makes you the same as me. A murderer.
Explain that away, if you can."
Buffy never got a chance to explain.
She heard a noise above her, and looked up, to see a pile of crates coming down,
heading for Faith. Hurriedly she pushed her away, not giving a thought for herself.
The crates came down, knocking her out.
Faith jumped up, shocked at
the sudden change of pace. Automatically she went to help Buffy. But then all
hell broke loose; starting with four vampires surrounding her. One of them was
Mr Trick. Surprised, Faith had no time to prepare for the punch he dealt to her
face, turning her body to the side. He grabbed her jacket and threw her to the
Slayer reflexes back in control, Faith managed to block the
next strikes showered on her by Trick's three buddies. She got up, and started
to fight back. The three vampires circled her, trying to find vulnerabilities.
Faith dealt each one a punch, using her legs to kick them to the floor, or on
top of another. Eventually she managed to send one flying over the edge of the
dockside into the water.
Buffy came out of her daze. She tried to get
up, and then realised her legs were trapped under the piles of crates. Breathing
in deep to gather all her energy reserves, she ignored the pain and pulled herself
out from under them. Dusting herself off, she turned round, only to come face
to face with a vampire. She had no time to prepare for his punch. She fell back
into the crates. Ignoring the pain, Buffy jumped back up and tried to hit the
beast who was looming over her. But the vampire was easily a match. He punched
her hard, sending her into another pile of crates.
Faith, now with
only two vampires to slay, raised up her leg and kicked the first into a barrel
that was near the edge of the dockside. This time it did not fall into the water,
but it gave her time to stake the second. Faith turned round to locate Mr Trick.
She saw him take out a cord from his suit and wrap it around Buffy's neck. Before
Faith had time see any more, the other remaining vamp came at her. Quickly she
turned round and staked him.
Turning back towards Buffy, Faith saw
Mr Trick yank her up by the cord around her neck, and push her upon some more
crates, pulling the cord tighter. Buffy was powerless, unable to free herself.
Faith hesitated only a second. Rushing over, she stealthily came up behind Mr
"I hear once you've tasted a Slayer, you never wanna go
back," Trick remarked before opening his mouth and advancing his fangs on
Buffy's neck. Then suddenly, he straightened up in surprise. "Oh, no. No,
this is no good at all." He turned into dust.
Buffy looked up, to see Faith behind the dust with a stake in her hand. The slayers stared uncertainly back at each other for a moment. Faith realised how she could salvage her situation, and slowly lowered the stake.
"So she saved you."
It was several hours later. Buffy had
seen Faith to her motel room, then contacted the others and called off the search.
Now she took a sip of the hot tea from the thermos which Giles had kindly offered
her when she returned to the library. Angel sat beside her, waiting to take her
home. "She could have left me there to die, Giles, but she didn't."
"She opted to come back to town with you. That bodes well."
Giles sat down. "She still has a lot to face before she can put this behind
Angel nodded silently in agreement.
not gonna give up on her," Buffy assured him determinedly. Tonight she had
seen a glimmer of goodness in Faith, a willingness to fight the good fight, and
she was now bent on turning her back from the darkness and into the light.
Giles poured himself a cup of and tea, and took a sip. "Then I think
she stands a chance," he remarked. "Now, go home and get some sleep.
We'll deal with the rest of this tomorrow morning."
Buffy drained her tea, then allowed Angel to take her hand and lead her outside to his car. He drove her to Revello Drive, where he saw her safely into bed, wrapping her in his arms, his comforting presence sending her straight to sleep.
A few miles away, Mayor Richard Wilkins the third was having an uncomfortable
conversation in his office.
"You sent your boy to kill me,"
Faith accused him. She stood with her arms crossed before his desk, draggers in
her eyes.
"Actually I didn't," he replied. "That was
Trick's idea. he thought they were getting to you, turning you around from the
advantages this gave us. He thought you would betray us, use this opportunity
to change sides."
Faith was only half convinced in the truth of
that. "He's dust."
"I thought he might be. What with
you standing here and all." Mayor Wilkins adjusted one of his pens in its
holder, making it look the mirror image of the other. "I'm glad you knew
where your loyalties lie. Now, for your next task."
Faith relaxed her pose, and listened. With an evil smile on her face.
To Be Continued In.


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|Pat MacMillan
Pat MacMillan
Today's readings are reminding us of the purpose of Christmas but more importantly they remind us of how we should be living our lives every day. As if every day we are preparing for the new light, the new life.
The first reading tells us of the coming of the birth of Christ. The second reading tells us that our Savior Jesus is coming to show us how to make more progress in the kind of life that we are meant to live. The image I got from this reading was one of an impatient God. After all, we had been walking on this earth for close to 200,000 years! The third reading reminds us that we know not the time that our life on earth will end so we must live as if today is our last day, that every day is Christmas because every day we are Christ on earth.
So, today, I thought I'd do a kind of report card on our progress as the children of God. Since, we get a negative snapshot of ourselves every day on the news - morning, noon and night. I chose to look at us through the lens of our "original goodness" and highlight some of the many large and small ways we, the children of God, have been Christ on earth.
Here are some examples of the divine presence in each of us!
In the 20th Century alone man invented vaccines for diphtheria, whooping cough, tuberculosis, tetanus, yellow fever, typhus, influenza, polio, measles, mumps, rubella, chicken pox, small pox, pneumonia, hepatitis A and B, and lyme disease. We can make a prosthetic hand for a young child with a 3-D printer and some inexpensive liquid plastic. In the past, parents couldn't afford the cost of one prosthetic hand for a child never mind having to purchase several as that child grows. With the 3-D printer, the cost has become affordable. What a difference that must make for that handicap child. We are able to grow every organ in the human body in a laboratory except the brain. We can perform heart and liver transplants and now even facial transplants. We can reconnect limbs. We have found cures for certain cancers, have stopped the spread of AIDS, Ebola and almost eradicated the Guinea worm disease in Africa. Airplanes, cars, liquid-fueled rockets, TV's, computers, lasers were invented. We've traveled to the moon and beyond. Technology has put us in touch with one another around the world and expanded our universe. In the US and most of Europe, women gained political rights, have become more independent, lead countries, corporations and churches. The civil rights movement in the US and apartheid in South Africa drew attention to the injustices of segregation. India and Pakistan became independent countries, the Jewish state of Israel was created and colonialism ended in many African and Asian countries, the United Nations was formed. We saw the fall of communism in the Soviet Union, Czechoslovakia, Yugoslavia and East Germany. East and West Germany were united. We created blues, jazz, rock and roll, soul all kinds of dances, fashions and architecture throughout the millennium. We stepped up to the effects of pollution in our waterways and the potential extinction of many creatures on earth. I never thought I would see an American bald eagle in my lifetime or alligators and certain whales. But I see some of them regularly. We recreated the Big Bang and have a deeper understanding of the origin of our being. The discovery of nuclear reactions, in particular nuclear fusion, revealed the source of solar energy. Radiocarbon dating was invented and is used to help us determine the age of prehistoric animals, plants and objects.
Those are just a few of the changes brought about in the 20th Century by everyday people, like you and me, that have moved these ideas and philosophies forward. How many of the great inventions of our lifetime were created by two people in a garage or at home like cars, airplanes, computers, liquid paper, the circular saw, the Murphy bed, chocolate chip cookies, popsicles, and so on and so on.
And then there are the everyday stories of "Good Samaritans" like the Muslim kid, riding a subway in NYC, who noticed a young couple being harassed by ten thugs for answering "Happy Chanukah" when greet with "Merry Christmas". Fearing for the young woman's safety, the young Muslim man pushed one of the thugs and the gang pounced on him. The couple got help. The young Muslim man ended up with two black eyes and a sore nose but refused medical help because he worked two jobs and couldn't afford it.
Or the policeman who buys a car seat for a young mother who couldn't afford one instead of giving her a ticket and the one who bought a homeless person a pair of shoes; the anonymous person who paid a layaway bill at Kmart for a single Mom last Christmas; or the millions of us from every country around the world who contribute to charities every year to help others in need.
It's every day people like you and who we can and do make every day Christmas day for others. I think God would say "It's good, it's very good!"
Please share with us how you've witnessed Christ's work in your daily living.
Dialog homily Starter
Michael Morewood:
"Joy to the world!" we Christians sing at Christmas. But what if we are
joyful for the wrong reason? What if the wrong reason actually limits the
joy we should be celebrating?
There is something not quite right with our traditional understanding of
Christmas. We have been taught that we are celebrating God coming into our
world in the birth of this child, and that sentence highlights the problem.
It is time to reflect on what "coming into" suggests. For most of my life I
understood Christmas in terms of a God who had disconnected from humanity,
who lived in the heavens and sent His Son down from to take on human form in
the baby Jesus. There was a "sending" and a "coming into" from outside the
earthly realm.
I no longer imagine "God" in that way. I now believe that everything that
exists unfolds with a Divine Presence, always and everywhere active. There
is no "elsewhere" with this Presence. There is no disconnection from this
Presence. The Presence always has been, is now, and always will be,
sustaining everything in existence.
Here on this wonderful planet, where the conditions are ideal for life to
evolve, this presence came to magnificent expression as nowhere else in the
known universe. Here, this Presence came to expression in the human, a life
form capable of wonder, creativity, love, compassion, appreciation and
communion. Here, the Divine Presence took on human form.
This is our true story, It is the story Jesus knew well because it was
embedded in hi own human reality. It is the story he told. It is the story
he desperately wanted people to hear because he knew it had the power to
change their lives.
Christianity, unfortunately, took its eyes and ears away from the story
Jesus told, in favor of another story about disconnection from a God in
heaven and that only Jesus could bridge the gap between heaven and earth.
For Jesus, there was no gap. That was not the story he told. He wanted
people to see the connection between living in love and intimacy with the
Divine Presence. He wanted to see God's Presence clearly established on
earth through belief that all people carried this Presence in their lives.
Rather than celebrating God coming into our world uniquely in this baby, let
us celebrate the Divine Presence in every baby, in each of us. Let us look
around our Christmas gathering of family and friends and acknowledge that
each person here bears the same reality we acknowledge in Jesus. We are all
human expressions of the Divine Presence.
Joy to the world, indeed, if people could hear such a story about Jesus and
about themselves!
(From Corpus
Reports Nov/Dec 2015: p 43)
What is my understanding of Michael's reflection?
What does this reflection speak to my heart?
After reflecting on the reading by Michael Morewood how might I prepare to
celebrate Advent and Christmas differently this year?

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China's SUV market in 2006 relative to 2005 to achieve a stable growth. 2006 SUV sales of 228695 vehicles. Among them, four-wheel drive SUV sales of 107,200, an increase of 10.31%; two-wheel drive SUV sales of 130,900, an increase of 31.93%. Great Wall Motor to 40062 topped the list, an increase of 41%, accounting for 17.5% of the total SUV market share.
2007 SUV market recovery and the growth rate of more than the car. SUV industry after more than two years of precipitation and adjustment, the industry threshold to enhance the SUV market to create a favorable competitive environment; domestic mainstream car prices to seize the opportunity to enhance the brand's core competitiveness, and continuously upgrade the technical level in the SUV market, ; More importantly, the pursuit of leisure lifestyle consumer demand, to promote the structural changes in the passenger car market. In 2007, SUV cumulative sales of 375055, an increase of 57.8%. This growth rate is almost twice the overall increase in the domestic automotive industry in 2007. Which the Great Wall SUV to 64732 units ranked first, accounting for the entire SUV market share of 17.3%, which is the Great Wall Motor won the fifth year sales champion.
In 2008, SUV market hot degree did not diminish. 2008 January to May, China SUV cumulative sales of 200750, an increase of 51.5%.
City SUV become the mainstream domestic SUV market. This type of car in the adoption of such indicators as the pure off-road SUV, but the appearance of fashion, comfortable space, complete configuration, more able to meet the modern city of travel and holiday wild pioneering lifestyle. At the same time, the city SUV displacement between 2.0-2.5, to ensure the power at the same time, but also get economic fuel consumption.
From the 2011 SUV sales trend point of view, the first car buyers of young consumers tend to SUV products, accounting for more than 20% of the overall sales of SUV.


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Pune: A city of Nawabs, a hub for music, poetry and fine Persian cuisine, Lucknow. And from the city of culture, comes Rishit Chauhan. A music producer, guitarist and a budding singer. He started creating music at the age of 15, he has been playing the guitar for many years now and catering content on music platforms like YouTube and Soundcloud. For his audience, he is known for his sense of blending different genres together. Talking to The Business Front, Rishit spoke about his city, music and the power of social media.
When did it start, the motivation to create music of your own, to start this journey?
I come from a non-music background, hence, can't cite one such moment where I felt like doing music. Although, while growing up I experienced that it was hard for me to focus on one particular activity for a long period of time, music turned out to be something which could get my attention for a remarkably long time. Also, that most important thing is that to achieve anything in life, you need tremendous hard work, when it came to music the hard work never felt like hard work. It is something, I can stick to without giving a second thought.
How is the support from family? What are their reactions?
Initially like any other protective family, they wanted me to have a stable career. We had our own disagreements, and tussle in the family. But as they saw me growing in this field, they also got the confidence to encourage me to move ahead with my field of interest.
As an independent artist, what are the difficulties you face, what are the barriers?
There is a lot of hard work involved for an independent artist. Apart from the understanding of music and rhythm, you have to be well updated and equipped with the technology that goes into creating today's music. You kind of has to be self-sufficient. When you are not associated with any big record label, marketing yourself is a difficult task. Uncertainty and fierce competition also act as a big hurdle.
You come from a city which caters classic music and is known for richness in culture and tradition. Is there any influence of it on your music?
As I have not taken any formal training, I grew up listening to music which was generally heard on TV and radio. So, the influence was more by the music around me rather than the cultural influence.
Now that we have social media, platforms where you can cater content to the audience like you use Soundcloud and Reverbnation. How much has it helped you to reach out to your audience?
Social media platform has certainly removed the entry barriers for an artist. Reaching out to your audience is easier now from any part of the world. As an indie artist, we don't have to wait for the record label to release our music. The time is right when we feel it's right.
What are the factors which are involved in forming a band or creating music?
Any band or piece of music is the right blend of Talent and Skill. When you find the right people, collaborating and working together does the trick. And Of course, there is absolutely no alternative to hard work.
As a budding artist, what are changes you expect from the audience? The audience for indie music is niche. According to you, what are the factors which can help the artist?
Appreciation can only come if you give it a chance. I hope the audience has access, and they do try different genres. I feel Indie music too has a mass appeal considering it is marketed well. Again, there is no alternative to talent and hard work.
Is there any inspiration in your life for your music? any artist you follow? Any band which inspires you? What is the impact of the artist (if any)?
Inspiration comes from my life's experiences positive or negative; in a nutshell, life inspires me. And yes, any artist's good and genuine work gives me the energy and inspiration to move ahead on my path, and artists like Coldplay and Vangelis supply me that kind of energy.
My last question is, what are the future plans, what is stored in the pipeline for future in terms of content?
We have myriads of wonderful genres like rock, pop, Hindustani classical etc. I am experimenting with different genres for my new tracks.
You can listen to Rishit's music on Soundcloud and YouTube, below is the link:
With a belief that learning process never ends, and one should always be hungry for knowledge, he is set to create a name for himself in the music space.


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How to grow hundreds of Elderberry plants in two square feet.
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This video shows how I grew hundreds of elderberry plants in 1x 1020 tray over the winter. They were grown from seeds & were in the fridge for 6 months! After stratification, I spread out the seeds onto a 1020 tray & then grew them under a Kingbo LED light for about a month. When they grew to about 1/2″ I was able to transfer them to new pots outside in the greenhouse. In all, Elderberry was pretty easy to grow, about 85%+ of the Elderberry seeds germinated even though the paper towel was all moldy. I've planned to make a hedge of Elderberry around the property & then utilize the stock to create softwood cuttings in my propagation bed.
You can purchase the same Elderberry seeds from Sheffields here: https://sheffields.com/seeds-for-sale/Sambucus/nigra///////1347/Common-Elder,-European-Elder,-Black-Elderberry/Common-Elder,-European-Elder,-Black-Elderberry
Some facts about Elderberry:
Sambucus Nigra
Growing Information:
Can grow to about 12-15ft, fast growing, produces fruit after a year.
Scarification: Soak in hot tap water, let stand in water for 24 hours.
Stratification: warm stratify for 60 days, cold stratify (fridge, paper towel) for 150 days.
Germination: sow seed 1/4″ deep, tamp the soil, mulch the seed bed.
~300 Elderberry plants for about $10.


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Thailand Aggressor Captain's Log
21 - 28 November 2015
North Andaman Sea
*Air Temp. 30c
*Water Temp. 29c
* Visibility 25m
Captain: Tui
Cruise Director: Gabriel
Assistant Cruise Director: Clive
Engineer: Bao
Second Captain: Rong
Deck hand: Nin
Chef: Phorn
Chef: Phorn
Video / Photo Pro: Deaw
Steward: Anny
Guests: Sarine, Hendricus, Scott, Hasina, Torie, Michael, Richard, Zachary, Kiki, Michelle, Lisa, Laurent and Claire
Sunday – Anita's reef, west of Eden, elephant head rock, Stonehenge, Zodiac
Monday – Deep six, Xmas point, North point, Donald duck bay x 2
Tuesday – Koh Bon pinnacle, Koh Bon, Tachai pinnacle, Tachai reef x 2
Wednesday – Richelieu x 4
Thursday – Tachai Pinnacle x 2, Koh Bon x 3
Friday – Breakfast bend, Xmas point
Saturday 21st October 2015
Our guests arrived so we started by setting our gears, dinner and we all watched the fireworks before departure.
Sunday 22nd November 2015
We have arrived in Similan National Park and we were greeted with great visibility and a lot of actions. We did our check dive at Anita's reef where there were so many glass fish we could not see the reef. We spent a lot of time at Hin Mun deaw (one film roll rock) where you could spend the whole dive and have many photo opportunities. We carried on the day with some more great diving and we saw some giant dog tooth tunas, nudis, giant trevallies and a lot of fusiliers.
Monday 23rd November 2015
Today we covered islands number 7, 8 and 9 in the Similan National Park. We had our morning dives at Deep six and Xmas point, where large granite boulders, swim throughs and very large sea fans formed the dive sites. We saw some fairly large dog tooth tunas, blue spotted sting rays, glosodoris nudibranchs, moray eels and thousands of fusiliers. We had an equally good time in the afternoon with turtles, jacks, trevallies and many lobsters.
Tuesday 24th November 2015
It's time to head north towards Koh Bon and Tachai. We had 2 great dives at koh Bon where octopus were very friendly, turtles, jacks, barracudas and thousands of glass fish covered the reef. We spent the rest of the day at Tachai and as usual, hundreds of barracudas made their presence plus some very large giant trevallies. Our forth dive was nice and relaxing with many nudis, comet fish an orange spearing mantis shrimp closed the day just amazing.
Wednesday 25th November 2015
Its Richelieu Rock day!!! I can't say enough about this dive site. Considered by many the best dive site in Thailand, soft corals, hard corals, so many fish topped by great visibility made every single dive we did just spectacular. As we jumped in the water, we were greeted by a large school of barracudas and we also saw many peacock and spearing mantis shrimp, sea horse, many different species of nudis, yellow box fish, school of big eye jacks, trevallies, emperors, giant groupers and three cuttlefish working as a team to lay their eggs. The day was just amazing.
Thursday 26th November 2015.
We are heading south now and we stopped at Tachai and Koh Bon. In the morning at Tachai pinnacle with hundreds of barracudas, nudis, morays, mantis shrimp and a lot of fusiliers. Then we sailed to Koh Bon and as soon as we jumped in the water, a large school jacks, emperors and rainbow runners, up to 500 of them working as a team to get some food. They kept coming back and made a great show for our divers. We also saw Maldivian sponge snail, banded cleaner shrimp and a massive giant moray eel free swimming.
Friday 27th November 2015
What a great last day of the week we had. There were two dives left and so much to see. We did our first dive at Breakfast bend and we decided not to move much as there were so many fish in such a small area. Thousands of glass fish covered the beautiful hard and soft corals plus massive sea fans. We also saw ribbon eel, dwarf oscillated two spot lion fish, many nudis, shrimps and crabs. At Xmas point, we ventured ourselves through massive channels and beautiful sea fans topped by some large dog tooth tunas, giant trevallies, fusiliers, barracudas and blue fin jacks.
Saturday 28th November 2015
We have arrived at Chalong where all our guests departured at 8am. We had a great week full f fun and hope to see everyone back again. Special Thanks to Michelle for her second visit to Thailand Aggressor, it was nice to have you back.


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We met some fellow cyclists right on the physical border who were on the Lands End to John O'Groats ride and this added something special to entering Scotland.
We headed into Dumfries late afternoon and checked out the Burns influence in the quite big little town of Dumfries, he spent a considerable time here. This was the first town in weeks that actually had a free carpark in the centre of town so maybe that's why I took a shine to Scotland straight away, though the sense of humour was also evident pretty quickly as this shop sign displayed.
Then I spotted this sign, pointing to the pub, The Douglas Arms, for Citizens Advice.
I left at the tender age of 16 when our whole family emigated way back in the mid 60s, more than half a life time ago. I still remember certain things though, and a lot has not changed very much.
Burns Cottage in Alloway, Ayr, the birthplace of at least two famous Scots.
My sister Louise went back to Scotland about 4 years ago, and told me our favourite icecream shop had gone. I was heartbroken, but resigned to change, life moves on, but hey, she was wrong, it's still there with the same decor, and the memories of my childhood came flooding back.
When I was a boy the owner was the little Italian man who started the shop, Varani's Icecream, called The Forum Cafe "The Cream of Kilmarnock". They have special tubs of icecream that spin making that special texture, the flavour's great too, supposedly healthy, tho I was never interested in that. The person serving you uses a stainless steel paddle and loads a miniature bricklayer's hod with a wafer, then loads up with the icecream, much like a bricklayer again putting mortar on his brick. Then they stick another wafer or a nougat chocolate covered wafer on top and load this amazing sculpture into a very simple paper bag, and off you go out of the shop. With my very old local knowledge I recommended Christine try the plain icecream and she was not disappointed.
I only had two icecreams......honest!
Heading accross the Lowlands of Scotland there are plenty of windmills generating power, we arrived in Edinburgh in August at the height of summer, with an Arts Festival and a Fringe Festival and the Edinburgh Military Tattoo all happening up in the Castle/Royal Mile area. Without all this happening Edinburgh is a wonderful city to explore, and therefore it had far too much to try and take in the 2 days we had in Edinburgh.
This is the famous Greyfriars Church story about the dog Bobby, that stayed on its master's grave for many years till it died.
Tickets for the Tattoo are booked out months in advance, but still it was impressive just to see the setting right next to the Castle, is really stunning.
The Fringe Festival is a busker's paradise, anything goes, it's information overload, one simply cannot take in even a small fraction of what's happening.
So we headed north across the Forth Road Bridge.
In the Cairngorms this was a very cold night in the Hotel Rover for two cheery Kiwis though we did spend a great evening in a pub in Spittal of Glenshee, where a Dundee folkie was in fine form!
Don't know the name of this place, but what a stunner and the photo below was only around the corner of that arch on the left.
So now we were heading for my Auntie Netta in Nairn just east of Inverness. I have extremely fond memories of Nairn, that's where we used to go holidays, where I learnt to ride a bike (a full size man's bike with bar) by pedalling between the bar and the pedals.
Netta is still living in the same house less than 100 yards from the sea, yes it's a special place. Christine had spotted in the tourist info as we drove toward Nairn that the Nairn Highland games were the following weekend so we amended our plans to head around the north of Scotland and down the west coast to Skye and return to Nairn in time for the Skirl of the Pipes and the Kilts.
Auntie Netta still lives in Inverene, on the Links in Nairn, I used to go there as a boy around 10 and thats 50 years ago.
The beach behind me in my last visit 18 years ago was a stoney beach, now it's all sand.
This is what happens when you walk around Scotland dressed like this fella, you meet all the other weirdo's.
The scenery in the North of Scotland (and we had pretty good weather) is stunning, no need for commentary from me!
Horizontal washing hung across from the house on the shore of the Loch, for every tourist in the world to see....I loved it!
Even the rocks in Scotland are unique!
Another one of our Hotel Rover morning views.
This is Inverness Castle, I'll close now and resume the next blog at the Nairn Highland Games.
Och aye the noo!
Stay safe and Free
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|Monday, November 16, 2015. In the very cool low 50s, sometimes sunny (yesterday), sometimes overcast. Like the world we're living in. In my neighborhood, the people were out, heading for the park with their dogs and their kids and the babies. For a long time now I've noticed that many small children – three, four, five – are still in strollers and not walking. This way the nanny or the mother (or the father) can talk on their cell and know where the kid is. Watching this, I've often thought of my own childhood when I had to walk. There was no nanny or daddy (my father didn't push strollers) and my mother didn't have time for strollers.
|I'm leading to something with this. Lately, and yesterday afternoon reminded me, the little ones – three, four, five and older – are now taking to the scooter that older kids and adults have been using for years.
The only problem I can see is making sure the kid is extra-cautious about distance from parent, and about CROSSING streets. JH, who lives in a neighborhood where there is more foot traffic (Broadway in the 80s), says that a lot of the little ones on their scooters do not really know how to control the vehicle and need to be instructed by parents because many run into people, and even into oncoming traffic. This is an ongoing problem in contemporary community: adults of all ages are less and less careful about that now that the cell phone has become the center of their lives. Children learn from us, good or bad.
Now that I've begun to engage in lecturing, I think I'll stop and make the point I was going for: Yesterday afternoon watching New Yorkers take their families and their dogs to the park or out for a walk was a good antidote to what we're reading and hearing about Paris. And this world of ours. It didn't heal anything but it spoke Truth.
Friday late afternoon I went over to Daisy Soros' where she was hosting a book signing for her daughter-in-law, Flora Fraser Soros who has just published a biography of George and Martha Washington. It is titled The Washingtons: George and Martha, "Join'd by Friendship, Crown'd by Love."
Writing and history runs in the family. She is the daughter of historian and historical biographer Lady Antonia Fraser and sister of Natasha Fraser; and daughter of the lateSir Hugh Fraser, a British Conservative politician. Her stepfather was the playwright Harold Pinter, her mother's second husband until his death in 2008. Her maternal grandparents were the late Elizabeth Longford, also an eminent biographer, and the late Lord Longford, a well-known politician, social reformer, and author.
I don't know Flora except to have met her a couple of times briefly. Our connection is Daisy, and Flora lives in London. She is a very attractive woman with a modest demeanor which belies her capacity for research and writing. I haven't read the Washingtons yet as I just received it, but I did read her biography of poor King George III's daughters, and the one of Emma Hamilton. I am always in awe of women biographers, especially when their subject is male. Jean Strouse's biography of J. Pierpont Morgan taught me that. The female eye of the male's path and behavior is often more objective, and if naturally sympathetic, most penetrating. Flora Fraser has that eye.
Thursday night I went down to the Waldorf to the Grand Ballroom where the Visiting Nurses Service of New York was hosting its annual benefit dinner. Until that night, my knowledge of the VNSNY, or Visiting Nurses as most people refer to it, was sketchy at best. Their headquarters are in the former Thomas Lamont mansion on East 70th Street between Park and Lex. I know the house because of its history. And I knew it was the VNSNY headquarters because there is a plaque on the wall near the entrance stating that.
|Also, Lillian Wald is a name I've been familiar with for years, possibly because my business reporting on philanthropy and the Henry Street Settlement which was one of my first experiences learning about philanthropy in the neighborhoods in 19th century New York. Yet it wasn't until last Thursday night, however, that I felt compelled to find out just exactly who she was.
She was born on March 10,1897, into a middle class German-Jewish family in Cincinnati, Ohio. Her father was in the opticals business and her mother was what became known statistically as a homemaker. When she was 11, the family moved to Rochester, New York. When she was sixteen, she applied to Vassar but they wouldn't take her because she was thought to be too young.
|In her early 20s, she came to New York and attended New York Hospital's School of Nursing. When she graduated two years later she entered the Woman's Medical College. However, less than two years into it, she left – in 1893 – at 26, and started to teach a home class on nursing for poor immigrant families on the Lower East Side, at the Hebrew Technical School for Girls. Her "calling" in life had been determined.
A man named Jacob Schiff, the great-great-grandfather of Thursday night's VNSNY honoree (with the Lillian Wald Award), Drew Schiff, had become a quiet, behind-the-scenes supporter of Wald's public nursing.
In the same year, 1893, Nurse Wald established the Henry Street Settlement, (originally called "the Nurses Settlement"), a not-for-profit social service agency in the Lower East Side. Her earliest angel was Jacob Schiff who preferred keeping his philanthropy anonymous, as did other donors to the cause. By 1906, the Henry Street Settlement had 27 nurses on staff visiting and caring for the medical cases in the vast neighborhood. By 1913, there were 92.
Ms. Wald was a visionary – besides being a focused, hard worker and humanitarian. She insisted, for example, that all groups at Henry Street Settlement were fully integrated. She was an early proponent and supporter of the NAACP. She initiated the first school lunch program in 1905. She aided in the establishment of the first labor code in 1910. She also taught women how to cook and to sew.
Today the Visiting Nurse Service of New York (VNSNY) is the largest not-for-profit home and community-based health care organization in the country. On any given day, serving the five boroughs of New York City, as well as Nassau, Suffolk, and Westchester Counties and parts of Upstate New York, VNSNY has about 65,000 patients and health plan members under direct and coordinated care. In 2013, VNSNY's clinicians made more than 2.2 million professional visits in homes throughout the community to approximately 165,000 New Yorkers.
|This is who Lillian Wald was. The lady grew with her organizations as well, establishing herself and her expertise in many areas of social and humanitarian services. On a trip to what was then called "the Far East" in 1910, Ms. Wald was inspired by the Chinese custom of wearing a symbol to denote family membership. She the "Bao" sign designed for the nurses to wear. It means: We Are All One Family. A hard truth for most of us to accept; but nevertheless universal.
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Revit MEP 2014 has some great enhancements, one of the best is the new ability to Cap open ends on Revit MEP Duct and Pipe.
One of the most consistent problems facing the Duct and Pipe designers that we come across here at Ideate, Inc. during support cases dealing with Duct or Pipe Calculations is "missing" end caps.
New functionality has been enabled that will add cap(s) on open ends of pipe and duct content. There are two methods in which this functionality can be used. The first method is to select pipe/duct content and then use the ribbon button "Cap Open Ends". This method will add cap(s) to all open ends of the selected content. The second method is to right click on a pipe/duct connector and select "Cap Open End" from the popup menu. This method will cap the open end of the connector that was selected.
The routing preferences will be used in conjunction with the Cap On Open end functionality to determine which cap will be added to the open end of the pipe/duct content.
While this feature could probably be used for other reasons, it was built targeting the following use cases:
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Geneseo High School student Ryan Daly was named the second quarter's "Student of the Quarter."
Geneseo High School student Ryan Daly was named the second quarter's "Student of the Quarter."
At the end of each quarter, staff members at Geneseo High School are asked to identify a student who they feel deserves special recognition.
Teachers base their selection on the following criteria:
• Has the student shown a positive attitude toward learning the subject?
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Students nominated were honored at an assembly and reception on Thursday, Dec. 21.
In addition to Daly, second-quarter nominees included: Chloe Adams, trevor Ahlgrim, Gabi Allen, Conner Alwood, Kayla Anderson, Caroline Bergren, Jaime Bizarri, Alison Bowers, Irysa Boyer, Lily Davis, Sarah Davis, Josh Decker, Hunter Draminski, Sebastian Einfeldt, Jordan Flies, Erika Furbeck, Kylee Gehl, Caitlin Gilmore, Anna Girten, Tyler Green, Austin Heller, Faith Henderson, Emily Henson, Hannah Himmelman, Jessica Holm, Emma Ibanez, Draven Kempher, Peyton Krauss, Mara Lowe, Avery Magerkurth, Alexander Market, Jacob Maxwell, Brandy Moore, Gage Ressen, Emily Roberts, Miranda Roemer, Devon Roth, Ethan Saucedo, Sarah Sebastian, Breanna Smith, Austin Speed, Gracie Strohm, Chase VanKlaveren, Mikala Warner, Andie Welch, Emillie Woodbury, Ashton Woulf and Nathan Yoder.


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In this paper, in order to estimate an air film thickness between moving web and guide roller (web spacing height), an air film thickness formula was derived based on the finite width compressible foil bearing theory. In the derivation of the air film thickness formula, the two-dimensional Reynolds equation and foil equilibrium equation were discretized by the finite difference method and solved iteratively to obtain the pressure and air film thickness distributions for various parameters. Based on the numerical results, the simplified convenience formula for the estimation of air film thickness between web and guide roller was obtained. On the other hand, the air film thickness between web and guide roller was measured by an optical sensor, and the experimental results were compared with the calculated results. Moreover, the variation of air film thickness between two layers in web winding processes was analyzed by making use of the air film thickness formula derived above. From the theoretical and experimental results obtained, the effects of air film thickness on the web transporting systems were clarified.
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A drama based on Jimi Hendrix's life as he left New York City for London, where his career took off.
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Thomas Carlyle Biography Summary: Thomas Carlyle (1795 - 1881) was famous for being one of the most significant social commentators of the time. He was known to be a grumpy curmudgeon but it was also believed the reason behind his surly character could have been as a result of lifelong problem with gastric ulcers which would explain his bad mood but at the same time perhaps his argumentativeness contributed to his brilliant and satirical writing.
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Thomas Carlyle Fact File Biography: Lifespan:1795 - 1881 *** Full Name: Thomas Carlyle *** Occupation: Scottish Philosopher, Teacher, Historian and Satirical Writer *** Date of Birth: Thomas Carlyle was born on December 4th 1795 *** Place of Birth: Thomas Carlyle was born in Ecclefechan, Dumfries and Galloway, Scotland *** Family background: His parents were determined to that he receive an education *** Early life and childhood: He grew up in Dumfries and Galloway in Scotland *** Education: Thomas Carlyle attend Annan Academy in Annan but was very unhappy there due to bullying and went on to attend the University of Edinburgh ***
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Older grandfathers could relay autism risk
The explanations for what causes autism have ranged from grass fertilizer to vaccinations to the father's age. Now research published in JAMA Psychiatry has found a potential genetic connection to grandfathers—specifically men who fathered children when they were middle-aged.
The study looked at 6,000 people with autism and more than 30,000 others who did not have the condition, recording the ages of both parents and grandparents of each individual, Men who had a daughter when they were 50 or older were 1.79 times more likely to have a grandchild with autism than men who fathered children when they were between 20 and 24.
Men who fathered a boy when they were 50 or older were 1.67 times more likely to have a grandchild with the condition than younger fathers were.
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• No calories or sugar
• No artificial sweeteners
• No genetically modified organisms
• No gluten
• No caffiene