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marvelmando · 6 years ago

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tempest [p.parker x o.c.] - eleven

notes: part two y’all! thanks for sticking with me :) i have a new one-shot in the works, so keep an eye out for that!

contains: swearing, most likely

pairing: peter parker + fem! o.c.

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PART TWO — AVENGERS: INFINITY WAR

MARIN FROST NODDED APPRECIATIVELY DOWN AT THE MAN WORKING THE RECEPTIONIST DESK, AFTER LOFTILY FLASHING HER ALL-ACCESS BADGE WITH A GROWING SMIRK. It had been only a few months since she’d last been at the old Avengers Tower, and although the staff knew her face and identity well-enough, Marin still liked showing off her badge to anyone she met.

She weaved through the thinned crowd of the Tower’s lobby, making her way to the main elevator, the one that would take her straight into the living space of Tony’s old penthouse. It was nearing lunchtime, which meant that the building wasn’t as busy as Marin suspected it normally was. Despite the Avengers headquarters moving upstate, the Tower in Midtown Manhattan was still a hub for workers of Stark Industries.

Glancing around the mass of people passing her, Marin couldn’t help but search for a familiar face. She entered a half-filled elevator car with only a slight mix of disappointment and embarrassment, for having caught herself feeling disappointed for not finding him. After all, it was a weekday, and Peter Parker was most likely still at school.

Marin chewed down on her lower lip. The upstate headquarters were nearly two hours away from the city, and despite having an arsenal of Quinjets at her disposal, Marin simply never had the time to visit. Between constant training sessions with Natasha, and the hours she spent tinkering on various gadgets with Tony, Marin managed to go several months at a time without seeing her friend. In fact, the last time she’d seen Peter was Christmas, also coincidentally the last time she’d been at the Tower, when Tony and Pepper had hosted a small Christmas day gathering and invited Peter and May along for dinner.

As the elevator approached the ninety-seventh floor, Marin mentally cursed Tony for sending her forth alone. Tony hadn’t said what they were doing in Manhattan, only that there was a surprise planned for later that night.

A voice chimed, “Welcome back, Marin Frost.”

Marin smiled. “Thanks, FRIDAY.” Her smile twisted into a curious frown. “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to know what Tony’s got planned, would you?”

“Mr. Stark has ordered me not to divulge any information pertaining to his surprise for this evening.” FRIDAY answered, her robotic voice pleasant and, if Marin didn’t know any better, the AI even sounded slightly conspiratorial.

Marin huffed a laugh. “Of course, why do I even bother?”

She moseyed around the room, making her way into the open kitchen where not two years ago, she’d met Tony for the first time and propositioned him for a spot on the Avengers team. She plucked an apple from the fridge and took a bite. “Hey, FRIDAY, why’d Tony send me here first, anyway?”

“I’m afraid I can’t answer that either, Miss Frost.”

“Figures.”

Marin sat in silence as she finished her apple. Her mind wandered, from the possibility that Tony’s surprise was offering Marin a spot on the Avengers, to what Peter could be doing at the moment. Five minutes went by, and without something to chew on to keep her busy, she picked up another apple, this time for practice.

As far as her training went, most of the first year was discovering what she was capable of. She practiced her flying and energy assaults most of all, then moved on to discover that she could create solidified objects, and even drain the energy from most electronics. Tony did a lot of research on what exactly made up her energy, and after months of observation and digging, he surmised a couple of theories.

He said her energy resembled something called Cosmic Energy, which was the energy usually found in space, or specifically, stars. Except that theory wasn’t as accurate, because Marin didn’t draw the energy from anything besides herself, and certainly not from celestial bodies. Another theory was that she manipulated Quantum Energy, which was more likely than Cosmic Energy, but still not definitive enough. All they knew was that the energy came from inside her, and took a lot of concentration to control it properly. Hence why she’d been recently working on her control.

Flying came surprisingly naturally to Marin, but it was the precise, focused directions with her energy that tended to swerve her aim.

Marin focused on the apple in front of her, forming a small blade of energy in her hand, shaping it to resemble some sort of knife. She sliced carefully at the apple, taking off a chunk. Smiling, she went to cut another, but her excitement made her control waver, and instead of cutting into the apple, it sent the fruit flying violently through the air, knocking over a lamp next to the couch. Wincing, she thought that at least the aim was accurate.

Walking over and leaning down to pick it up, she noticed the band of her wristwatch chime and light up with an incoming message.

Before she could read it, FRIDAY’s disembodied voice interrupted, “Miss Frost, you’d better take a look outside the window.”

Furrowing her brows, Marin glanced over at the ceiling-length windows lined on the opposite wall. In the distance, toward Greenwich, she saw a donut-shaped aircraft ominously hovering over the streets of Manhattan, stirring up dust and debris as it moved closer and closer to the ground. Marin thought she could see the echo of a beam of blue light, but a voice called through her embedded earpiece.

“Marin, you’ve gotta get down here.” Tony’s voice sounded hushed, yet urgent.

“Tony! What the hell is—”

“No time to explain kid, just get in your gear and get down here now, you—I’m sorry, Earth is closed today.” He raised his voice, evidently not speaking to Marin anymore. With a shift of sudden silence, Marin knew he cut the transmission as an indication to get ready.

Despite the situation, Marin buzzed with excitement at the prospect of wearing her new suit. Even with her old suit, she never got to actually use it in public, as Tony never sent her on missions. She sometimes wore it during training, as a way of getting used to summoning her energy with the odd material. But the new suit, she had only ever tested it out to make sure the nanotechnology didn’t interfere with her powers, and that was only twice, and in a controlled, isolated environment.

Marin pressed the button stuck to the skin behind her ear, and shuddered as the nanoparticles expanded over her body, clinging to every curve and crevice like a second skin. She was even surprised to find that she couldn’t even feel the jeans and t-shirt underneath, and the metalized material left a slight chill on her exposed skin.

Now that she was faced with entering the public as her alter ego, Tempest, she noted the distinct lack of a mask on her suit. But before she could come up with a solution, an explosion caught her eye. She could figure out a solution later, she decided, and ran to the entrance of the balcony. Once outside, she summoned the energy and took off towards the spacecraft.

Rocketing through the air, Marin weaved and dodged flying debris as she approached the spacecraft. But just as she arrived, she noticed Iron Man being thrown back and through a nearby building. She didn’t bother to assess the scene where she thought she saw an alien but instead followed Tony. As she approached, Tony was battling a larger-than-average being with a weird hammer.

“Tony!” She yelled down at her guardian, as the beams from his repulsors reflected off of the shield carried by the alien and sliced into nearby trees. She began to go and assist him, but Marin heard a yelp come from under a fallen tree. She landed near the noise, shoving the tree to the side with a flippant wave of her energy.

Underneath, a body was revealed, causing Marin to gasp.

“Shit, are you okay, sir?” She cried out, grabbing him by the arm and hauling him up from the ground. The man straightened, and Marin’s eyes widened as the recognition immediately set in. “You’re—”

“The Hulk, yeah I know—”

“Bruce Banner!” Marin breathed in awe, and her body rustled with excited energy. “You’re brilliant, sir, I’ve read all of your papers on anti-electron collisions and gamma radiation effects! You’re one of the most renowned scientists of this generation!” She said in one breath, eyes wide with admiration and respect. Bruce Banner did not return the look, only appearing confused and a little startled by the young mutant’s enthusiasm. It also probably didn’t help that Marin was currently glowing, her entire body emanating a vibrant cerulean light and her eyes purely white.

“Um. I-I don’t—do I know you?” Bruce Banner stammered, hunching slightly on his left side. Behind them, the battle continued, but Marin wasn’t paying it too much attention.

“Marin, Marin Frost, I’m—”

Suddenly, the battle went silent with a final clank. Marin pivoted to see Tony on the ground and, of all people, Spider-Man between him and the alien with the hammer.

“Hey, Mr. Stark. And Marin!” Spider-Man said, almost too casually as he was holding back the alien’s hammer. “I-I mean Tempest!”

“Kid, where’d you come from?” Tony asked incredulously.

“A field trip to MoMA—!” Spider-Man was cut off as the alien grabbed hold of his midsection, and yanked him out of Iron Man’s path, sending him back toward a nearby fountain.

Marin turned to Bruce Banner, who was watching the scene with wide eyes. She held her hands out, “Please stay here, Dr. Banner.” She hovered in the air, calling out over her shoulder, “It was nice to meet you!”

Spider-Man had launched himself onto the alien’s body, shouting, “What is this guy’s problem, Mr. Stark?”

“Uh, he’s from space,” Tony answered. “He came here to steal a necklace, from a wizard.”

Marin, who had just landed a solid blast to the alien’s right arm, yelled, “What?!”

But in her moment of distraction, the alien grabbed her just like he had Spider-Man, and threw her across the lawn. She tumbled through the grass, finally coming to a stop as she bumped hard into a tree. Massaging where her neck came into contact with the bark, she was startled to feel contact at her shoulder. Instinctively she whipped her arms up, but relaxed when she realized it was only Dr. Banner helping her up.

“Sorry,” she muttered as the doctor helped her to her feet. Glancing over at Tony and Peter, she saw that they were handling themselves decently with the alien. Turning to Dr. Banner, she furrowed her brows, letting her energy simmer below the skin, no longer shining through. “I hate to ask, but where’s your Hulk side? Shouldn’t you be fighting right about now?”

Dr. Banner huffed, looking exasperated. “I’ve tried, but he just doesn’t want to come out.”

Marin’s forehead only creased in further confusion. “Why do you talk about the Hulk like he’s a different person? Isn’t he you?”

“I—” Dr. Banner looked struck, like he couldn’t find the words to answer her.

“Kid, that’s the wizard.” Tony’s voice cut through Marin’s earpiece. “Get on it.”

Marin turned just in time to see a body shoot through the sky like a ragdoll, and Spider-Man swinging off to catch him. “Sorry,” she said to Dr. Banner as she summoned her energy again. “Gotta go!”

She was about to follow Peter, but Tony stopped her. “Kid! Need you here!” He grunted, fighting off the alien’s grip and dodging the hammer’s swings.

Marin huffed but obliged, flying over to help Iron Man defeat the alien. She fired careful blasts into the alien’s exposed midsection, but it didn’t appear to be doing much damage.

She had just nearly missed a particularly brutal swing of the alien’s hammer when Peter’s voice sounded in her ear. “Uh, Mr. Stark, I’m being beamed up!”

Marin made the mistake of looking upward and was struck in the stomach with a piece of broken concrete from where the alien had just landed a blow into a statue. She fell backward but didn’t lose control of her energy, and looked to Tony. Then the alien trapped him in a section of metal and was charging to attack. Marin rocketed forward but was interrupted by a portal forming just in front of the alien, tricking him into a trap. Before she could try to fight it, the portal closed, cutting off the alien’s arm in the process.

Dr. Banner yelled in disgust as the severed arm landed at his feet, and Marin turned to see an Asian man in weird robes with his hands outstretched in front of him. Marin’s eyes widened.

“Whoa, are you a mutant, too?” She breathed.

Before the man could respond, Tony said, “Wong, you’re invited to my wedding,” and shot up into the air. “Marin, with me! I need you to catch Pete if the suit doesn’t make it in time.”

Marin looked between the man called Wong and Bruce Banner and grimaced. “Nice meeting you both!” She said, before flying off to follow Tony.

The spacecraft was ascending in the atmosphere at an alarmingly rapid pace and even Tony had to instruct FRIDAY to give him more power to his boot thrusters. To catch up, Marin summoned as much energy as she could, channeling it through the palms of her hands and the soles of her feet to boost herself upward.

As they drifted farther and farther away from the Earth’s surface, she could feel the air beginning to thin out.

“Pete, you gotta let go, we’re gonna catch you.” Tony told Peter, who was still clinging on to the exterior of the ship.

“But you said ‘save the wizard’!” He protested, and Marin rolled her eyes, forcing herself to go faster. “I can’t breathe,” Peter said into the headpiece before his end went silent as he yanked off his mask.

“Peter!” Marin chastised. “Put your mask back on! We’re too high up, you’re running out of air!”

She could even feel herself getting a bit lightheaded, but without thinking of it, the energy surrounding her suddenly covered her face. She took a deep, startled inhale, relishing in the lungful of fresh air. When could she start doing that?

But Peter was not so lucky, and Marin saw that he was beginning to lose his grip on the ship. Without warning, a large chunk of blue and red metal flew past her, and straight toward Spider-Man’s falling body. It was his new and improved suit, she realized, the one that Tony had made for him a couple years ago and the same one that Marin had been tinkering with since then.

Marin couldn’t see from her vantage point, but she knew when Peter perked back up when he exclaimed, “It smells like a new car in here!”

Tony had surpassed him, flying straight past Peter and right up to the ship. “Happy trails, kid. FRIDAY, send him home.”

Before Peter could protest, a parachute exploded from the symbol on his back, yanking him away from the ship.

“Marin, you make sure he gets back safe, alright?”

Marin was hesitant to leave Tony all alone on the craft but knew that disobeying him was not the smartest thing to do. “On it!” She went to follow Peter, expecting to see him shooting back towards the surface of the planet. But when she couldn’t catch sight of him or the parachute, she looked back at the ship and sure enough, Peter was clinging to the side by a line of spiderweb.

“Peter!” She yelled. “What the hell are you doing?!”

“I don’t know!” He yelled back, moving to grab the web with both hands. “I just thought about shooting a web and it did it for me!”

Rolling her eyes, Marin flew up next to him. “We’ve got to go back!”

But they were already so high up, Marin noticed. Peter’s body flailed about as he struggled to hold on, and with a snap, the parachute detached from his back, flapping back to the ground. If Peter let go, Marin wasn’t sure she could catch him, not without Tony’s help.

So when she noticed that Peter was climbing his way back onto the ship, Marin huffed with reluctant agreeance. She flew up next to where he tucked himself into a closing bay door, giving him a look of annoyance.

“I really should’ve stayed on the bus,” Peter lamented.

“And I should’ve stayed at the Tower, but here we both are.” Marin ground out, her brows furrowing as the panels closed around them, and trapped them inside the ship. The floor lurched under their feet, presumably as the craft accelerated into the depths of space. As the wall opened up behind them, Marin followed to find a long-stretched hall. “C’mon, we gotta find Tony.”

As Peter followed close behind her, Marin silently stewed. What the hell was Peter thinking, sticking a web to an escaping space ship?

“Are you mad?” Peter said behind her.

Marin observed the interior of the spacecraft. The walls and floors looked to be made of the same ebony metal, solid and clanking underfoot as the two of them walked the path Marin hoped would lead to Tony and the wizard. The hall was nearly pitch black, save for the small lights embedded into the edges of the walkway. Lighting just her fist with her energy, Marin held her hand up in front of her face as a sort of makeshift torch.

“Why would I be mad?” She said sarcastically. “You only got us stuck on an alien spaceship, headed only god-knows-where.”

At his silence, Marin felt a pang of guilt. She stopped and turned to face him. He wasn’t wearing his mask, she noticed, and looked apologetic, shadows cutting his cheeks and making them look gauntly sunken, and his normally warm honey eyes black from the lack of light. Marin dropped her hand to cross her arms over her chest, spreading the glowing energy across her upper body so they could see each other better.

“I’m not mad, I’m just worried.” Marin sighed, uncrossing her arms just so she could pass a hand through her hair. “We’ve got no plan, we have no idea where the hell we are, and we don’t know where we’re going or if we’ll even get back to Earth. And I doubt that Tony’s the one piloting this thing, which means there’s at least one other alien on this ship, and we have no way of knowing if they have backup.” Peter grimaced, looking positively grim as she laid it out for him. “But we can’t do anything about it now, I suppose, so we’ve got to find Tony. He’s our best chance of finding our way back.”

Peter nodded, still looking unsure about something. Marin exhaled, and drew him into a hug. Despite her lingering irritation with him, Marin hadn’t seen Peter in months, and still felt a rush of peculiar calmness at the reunion, the feeling that she always seemed to get around him as of late. He was taller now; where they were once the same height, Peter now stretched a couple inches taller. “It’s good to see you, Pete. Even if you got us trapped on a one-way ticket into the depths of space.” She pulled away, quirking an uneven smile at him. “If anything, at least we’ll be able to say we’ve been to space, right?”

Peter laughed, the corners of his eyes crinkling a bit. His face was washed with the gentle blue light of Marin’s energy, giving him an ethereal glow. Marin’s breath hitched in her throat, and she coughed uncomfortably at the sensation.

She turned away from him, her face growing warm. She tried not to think about the implications of the fluttering in her stomach or the tightness of her chest, instead, forcing herself to focus on finding Tony. Blood rushed through her head at the thought of Tony being threatened by an unknown enemy without backup to help him.

“What about May?” Marin asked. “Did you at least consider what she’d think of this before you stuck yourself to an alien space ship?”

Behind her, Peter scoffed. “Of course I did. At least she knows about Spider-Man; it would have been kinda hard to explain where I went if she didn’t know.”

That’s right, Marin thought to herself. After Tony returned Peter’s suit, May caught her nephew with it on. Marin remembered getting a call that night, the first call she received on the cell phone Tony gave her, freaking out that May wasn’t believing any of the inane excuses Peter tried to come up with to explain why he was wearing a Spider-Man suit. It had taken nearly three months for May to accept the fact that her only surviving family was going out every night to fight bad guys, and Marin still wasn’t sure how comfortable she was with the idea.

But it’s not like Peter had filled her in, they hadn’t really talked since Christmas. Even before that, it had been at least two months since they’d seen each other.

Marin was still lost in her ruminations when Peter suddenly grabbed her arm.

“Whoa, you hear that?” He whispered, and she turned to look at his wide-eyed expression.

Tilting her head to concentrate on her surroundings, she furrowed her brows. “No? Peter, you know I don’t have enhanced hearing abilities, right?”

But Peter wasn’t paying attention; he was covering his face with his mask again and leaping onto the ceiling of the hallway. Crawling ahead, Marin hurried to follow. They came to a small opening, where she saw Tony Stark, unmasked, holding a hand thruster out to a hovering burgundy cloak. Glancing up, she saw Peter hanging onto the ceiling above them.

“Wow, you’re a seriously loyal piece of outerwear, aren’t you?” Tony said, lowering his arm.

Peter lowered himself on a web stuck to the ceiling, upside-down. “Yeah, uh, speaking of loyalty…”

Tony turned, looking surprised and incredibly angry. Peter flipped down, peeling back his mask again. “What the—”

Peter held his hands up defensively. “I know what you’re gonna say—”

“You should not be here—”

“I was gonna go home!”

“I don’t want to hear it—”

“But it was such a long way down and I just thought about shooting a web—”

“And now I gotta hear it.”

“—and kinda stuck onto the side of the ship. And this suit is… ridiculously intuitive, by the way, so, if anything, it’s kind of your fault that I’m here.” Realizing his mistake when Tony looked at him with a furious expression, Peter’s eyes widened dramatically as he tried to correct himself.

Marin shook her head where she stood in the threshold, half-hidden by the shadows cut from the dim lighting. “But to be fair, Marin’s here too!” Marin’s head snapped to Peter, jaw dropping as her expression hardened with betrayal, while Tony directed his irritation to her.

Marin marched over to Peter, hurrying out an excuse. “Well Peter got himself stuck to the ship without a parachute, and I wasn’t—”

“It wasn’t my fault! This stupid suit—not stupid, sir, I didn’t mean—it’s just—”

“You weren’t even thinking, and now we’re stuck in space because of you—”

“Knock it off, both of you!” Tony commanded in as hushed a voice as possible. Peter and Marin fell silent immediately, but Marin was still staring daggers at him. Peter at least had the grace to look abashed. Tony stepped towards Peter; whose eyes widened with barely concealed fear. “This is exactly where I didn’t want you to be.”

Peter puffed up his chest, mouth opening to probably protest, so Tony cut him off. “Don’t pretend you thought this through.”

“I did think this through!” Peter dissented.

“He didn’t think it through.” Marin glowered at Peter. Tony whipped his head around to give her a pointed glare.

“I’ll deal with you in a second, missy.” He clipped.

Peter cut Tony off before he could continue berating him. “You can’t be a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man if there’s no neighborhood.” At Tony’s blank stare, Peter relented. “Okay, that didn’t really make sense, but you know what I’m trying to say.”

Tony exhaled shakily, then turned to Marin. “You. What’s your excuse?”

“I…” Marin’s gaze shifted to Peter, who looked at her with pleading eyes. “I didn’t want to leave you behind. Especially without backup. Peter’s just a stowaway.”

Tony looked at her for a solid thirty seconds, before caving. Possibly due to the fact that he realized nothing could be done about it now. “Come on. We got a situation.”

They followed him to the edge of the platform, overlooking what appeared to be the main deck of the ship. “See him down there? What’s your plan?” A couple hundred feet below them, Marin saw the wizard guy suspended in midair with a couple dozen razor-thin spikes pointed at him. Walking beside him was an abnormally large-bodied individual, most likely an alien and the pilot of the ship. She didn’t see any other aliens around, and she had no way of knowing how big of an army this dude had.

In front of her, Peter crouched to the ground. Marin stood behind him, and Tony to her left. To her right hovered the burgundy cloak, almost as if an invisible body was keeping it upright. She looked it up and down. The cloak seemed to do the same, the front of it widening in a posturing stance like it was puffing its invisible chest.

“Okay, okay, uh…” Peter thought out loud. He stood up suddenly, causing Marin to back into the cloak, which up-righted her with a slightly gentle nudge. “Okay, did you ever see this really old movie, Aliens?”

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No Rest For the Light Filled

By A Gift From Gaia

How are you feeling? Wanting yet more alone time? Perhaps it feels like a plug has been pulled and all is leaving…..and it could feel a little confusing.

I’m seeing a number of posts stating how “it’s” going to get easier…..let’s get one thing incredibly straight, and Aligned….have you looked at the world? I mean all of it? Have you realised yet that we are the changers?

This means we are in a giant timeline of change, change that begins with you and will at some point herald the start of VISIBLE, I mean physically VISIBLE breakdown or breakthrough of the world as we know it.

In order for the harmony to restore in the garden of Eden, all must move back into harmony and we are by no means close to a trickle of change…..that all starts with you and barely anyone has come close to walking on their path of light, so the idea of things getting easier would only be ego choosing to find pockets to indulge and divert you from the internal work that must be done.

And in true planet/asteroid style Venus, Saturn and Pallas deliver the goods….from the Gods.

Whatever stream you are surfing we are going deeper. Most are simply realising the discord within and wondering why things always happen to them, some folk are realising the energetic patterns and wondering how to break the chains, some are taking the keys from keyholders and are busy and yet comfortably identifying programs and zero pointing as they go, some are realising they can’t feel and are learning how to reconnect themselves and then the cosmic surfers are diving through the sands of time and seeking the Divine Truth of All, to find the most deepest lock of all….and let me tell you, it’s quite a journey whichever stream you are taking, we have surfed them all and we know how once the human yearned for it to be EASIER.

All this highlights is the resistance and after the super lunar eclipse creating the cracks in the blind spots resistance is certainly going to present.

Before I continue I have a vision that keeps flashing in front and I just want to mention it, for whatever the purpose, it’s going in here. Just before I woke this morning I was in dream, but then it flicked and I was sat on a hospital bed in a cancer treatment ward, with a lady I believe to be called Helen.

Well a nurse came in and my head turned and the name Helen was said, however was I Helen, was she Helen or was someone else in the room called Helen.

A lovely lady, I would say in her 50’s hair light brown, possibly highlights, very very chirpy, she was wearing glasses, and she’s a jeans and slippers kinda girl, the slippers were prominent as she crossed her legs in the dream.

I asked her what was wrong, she pointed to the tubes that were about to be hooked up and said it was leukemia.

I told her I was sending extra goodness, extra light through those tubes, that’s when my attention was turned and the nurse walked in and the name Helen was heard and I woke up.

I don’t normally share these things here, but as I’m writing about this energy the dream keeps flashing like a news flash so I’m putting it right here, it could be symbolic for someone, it could be symbolic for me, but it was definitely an energy jump into a field, because it was all too real and isn’t leaving yet.

Ok back to the energy…….

Let’s begin with Pallas, the daddies girl of the skies, the daughter of Zeus said to have been born from his head, which also means she had no Mother.

She took on her Father’s traits and became the warrior maiden, known for her courage, her strategy in war, she is the feminine super hero, known for her beauty and as strong and as fast as any man. She uses her wisdom and diplomacy to steer away from conflict, her heart desires peace but woe betide those who resist the truth she holds because she will stand in her light and fight the fight…..and win…..if there were to be winners and losers…. harmony would be her feelings once peace restores as she dusts herself down and continues her path of fight the good fight.

Feeling the Pallas within yet? Is she striking a chord of action?

She will….

Whilst Pallas squares Venus we know that there is discord within the areas we value, relationships and finances have been under the microscope for a while and the quakes are getting more frequent in those learning about Self through the mirror of their partners, however the ultimate relationship is with Self and to truly understand the coordinates you find yourself in today it’s essential to realise the patterning, and to not only look within at the relationship you have with Self, are you seeking out there? But to take a good look at the programming picked up along that masculine line, where are the cracks, where is the lack, where was the absent father, where is the absent father within you….and how has this formed you into the person you are today.

The recent templates of unity, balanced masculine and feminine were tuned in and up, set and restarted by myself and Linda, FOR OUR SPECTRUM (please remember we guide our own bandwidths, in which those in our webs experience the power of being in the light grids we hold, codes have been transmitted into the water and we are asking for Truth to be revealed…..and it is….

Which means that which is not in unison in the physical realities will be presenting for the changers to keep the changes changing.

No rest for the light filled…..

And whilst Venus Squares Pallas, well let’s throw in an opposition to Saturn for good measure, firstly giving us the keys that this is karmic for those still working their way off the wheel, that is is deep, that it is sent from the Father Cronus (and we all know what he did to the kids) that this frequency requests we look at that core programming, our foundations, our beliefs are lit up so we can see the repair work required.

Are you feeling you need that SOULitude?

Well this energy will lead you in to some amazing discoveries the moment you release the resistance to your opening Eye.

Full responsibility for all presentations occuring, seeking the symbols and the patterns to retrace your steps back out of the programming.

When faced with opposition we surf by bringing forward the diplomacy of Pallas, holding the truth and yet, perhaps, now is not the time to have those emotional conversations out there, perhaps now is the time to observe and focus on the practicality of things, this energy will support the physical movement and clearing, it will support firm decisions and plans, it will create hell in the space of indecision and bring instant relief to those willing to take the next courageous step.

We have entered Phase 2, next stop 88 portal and this energy will see many falling away…..again, the moon will be making connections with Mars, Vesta and Juno

Fast pace into 2020, we have much MORE work before we begin to see the reflection of the breakdown/through on our physical world stage but every step you take, every decision made that is a conscious movement, speeds up the Quickening we are all experiencing.

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