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[sossupummit]

The Press Center of the People’s Defense Forces (HPG) has published a statement for three fallen guerrillas. Xemgîn Oremar, Xwînrêj Spêrtî and Rêber Dizê were reportedly killed on 14 November…

[pomnavi]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Pumpkin Scissors Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Oreldo/Marches Characters: Oreldo (Pumpkin Scissors), Marches (Pumpkin Scissors), Martis (Pumpkin Scissors), Machs (Pumpkin Scissors) Additional Tags: Wedding Fluff, Weddings Series: Part 5 of Signs of Love (Oreldo/Marches) Summary:

Oreldo and Marches celebrate their special day.

Written for the Pumpkin Parade event held on Oct 30, 2022.

 Marches was sitting on an ornate chair, tapping his foot against the ground nervously. He was sitting in a spare room at the Malvin mansion, currently wearing a suit that was lovingly tailored to his form, something he could never afford ordinarily. But Alice L. Malvin had insisted on her name that it was preposterous that a friend of hers should go without a proper suit and venue for his wedding.

 So between Alice’s meddling, and the general interest from the Army Intelligence division, what was supposed to be a small gathering celebrating the union between Oreldo and Marches had turned into a huge occasion. When people had heard that their wedding was taking place at      THE    Malvin estate, it was obvious that there would be many curious acquaintances who were just begging to be invited. In the end, the guest list was left to the whims of the wedding planner, and Stecchin, who had been assigned to it as an official assignment by one of their crafty superiors (this time it wasnt Hunks).

 Marches got up and walked to the window, looking down at the garden where the ceremony would be taking place.

 There were many superior officers from the Intelligence Division, as well as other parts of the military in attendance. He recognized most of the personnel from his own division obviously, but there were plenty of others he didn’t. At least they were easily identifiable, given that many of the guests from the military had chosen to wear their formal military uniforms.

 People were milling about, getting the last decorations in place. Marches easily recognized Corporal Oland, timidly fixing a flower arrangement that had fallen out of place.

 Guests were starting to get seated, and Marches couldn’t help but look for his partner. He knew that Oreldo was probably sequestered in another spare room, ensuring that neither of them saw their final outfits for the wedding. It was honestly ridiculous that they were keeping that tradition, given the fact that neither of them were exactly “brides”.

 Marches started to pace back and forth within the room. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited about getting married to the love of his life, but he couldn’t help feeling anxious today.

 There was a polite knock on the door before the person opened, clearly feeling that there was no need to wait for a response. Marches startled, before seeing who it was.

 HIs older brother walked in, and shut the door behind him.

“How are you holding up?” He asked, with a smirk on his face. The answer was visually apparent, the younger Marches brother looked ready to bolt.

“Terrible. Can you bring me a drink?”

 His brother laughed. It was then that he noticed the wine bag that he was holding. The other man brought out a bottle and grabbed some champagne flutes waiting on one of the tables.

“I just wanted to celebrate a little before your big moment, but I guess this is why the bridal party drinks before the real event huh?” He poured them both a modest amount of champagne, and handed one of the flutes to Marches, before sitting on one of the sofas in the room.

 They clinked their glasses; Marches began draining his glass rapidly.

“Hey! Savor it, it’s good champagne.” His brother said. After a moment, he began to drink from his own flute. “I never thought your wedding would become a national event, honestly. Or that you would get married so young.”

“Neither did I honestly.” Marches said, before giving a pointed look towards his brother.

“Mom always knew it was going to be Oreldo though.” said the other man. Marches smiled at that.

 Oreldo had entered their family almost like fate, so many years ago. He always had been, and always would be, true family.

 The two chatted and laughed, sharing nostalgic stories about their childhood.

 +++

 Just like Marches, Oreldo was waiting in a different spare room, totally bored out of his mind. He was leisurely sitting next to the window, watching all the guests. He made a game of trying to identify who all the important-looking army

 officers were, though he could really only be sure of half of their names at most.

 He was humming a random tune when Stecchin burst through the doors without even knocking.

“Oreldo-san! It’s time for you to get into position!”

 The blonde looked at the younger officer, wearing a nice dress instead of her normal uniform. He grinned.

“Hey Stecchin! Do you know where Marches is?”

 Stecchin looked ready to answer, before covering her mouth with one of her hands. She spoke, muffled, “No! I was sent to bring you to the waiting area for the ceremony, so come with me…”

 Oreldo chuckled a bit before following “orders”.

“Alright then, lead the way”.

 +++

“It’s time to go, little brother.”

 Marches nodded, straightening his suit nervously. The two left the room, leaving two empty champagne glasses.

 +++

 Since they were both men, Oreldo and Marches decided during the planning stage that it would only be fair that the two of them should both walk down the aisle.

 Once Stecchin brought Oreldo to a waiting area right before the patio door inside the house, she waved goodbye with a smile, and seated herself next to Alice in the front row. On her other side, Oland was seated towards the far end of the row, in order to not obstruct the view for anyone behind him.

 Oreldo was joined by Marches’ father, who was wearing a similarly nice suit for the occasion.

“Hello sir!” Oreldo spoke casually.

 The older man grunted a hello at his soon to be son-in-law, but his eyes were smiling. The wedding planner gave them the signal to start getting ready for the walk down the aisle. The band had already started playing the music for the entrance.

“Oreldo.” said Marches’ father.

“Yes sir?” Oreldo replied hesitantly.

“Thank you for everything you’ve done so far for my son. I hope you’ll continue to make him happy in the future. And I’m proud to have you as another son.”

 Oreldo wanted to say something, anything in response, but was unable to speak the words. He could feel the tears coming, but they would inevitably ruin his outfit, so he tried his hardest to

 hold them back. He could only smile, his eyebrows and eyelids twitching.

 After another moment, he managed to breathe a deep sigh, before replying. “Of course. Thank you for everything up until now.”

 Another staff member, part of the wedding planner’s company,  noticed Oreldo’s expression, and handed him a few tissues.

 Oreldo declined. “Nah, I don’t need them.”

 The staff member shook their head. “Trust me, it's better to have these, just in case.”

 The musical cue for them to start walking began, and the two men started making their way out into the garden.

 As they walked through the aisles, some of Oreldo’s old academy friends started waving excitedly. Oreldo waved back with the same enthusiasm.

 Once they got to the front altar, Marches’ father went to sit in a designated front aisle seat for the family.

 Oreldo situated himself facing out towards the crowd and aisle, excitedly anticipating his future husband.

 The music continued to swell, as the whole crowd looked towards the garden’s arched entrance. After another minute, Marches and his mother appeared, walking ceremoniously. She

 was wearing a beautiful cream dress with a shawl, while Marches was wearing a white tuxedo with black accents.

 Randel took a picture of Oreldo’s face, right as the Marches appeared.

 As Marches walked closer, Oreldo’s smile grew bigger.

 When Marches got to the front, he placed his hands in his lover’s.

 It hadn’t been that long since they had seen each other, but Oreldo’s eyes lit up as if he were seeing Marches for the first time.

 Marches blushed, averting his eyes, though he squeezed the other man’s hand.

 The ceremony began.

 +++

 Oreldo ended up needing the tissues. He just couldn’t contain himself during his vows, but Marches wiped his tears away, just as he would continue to do from here onwards.

 +++

 Long after the formalities and dinner were concluded, the staff passed out cake while the band played lively, jaunty music meant to energize the crowd. Many of the guests had chosen to

 go home after dinner, satisfied with their appearance at the event.

 Oreldo and Marches were sitting next to each other at the head table for newlyweds; after scarfing down his cake, Oreldo grabbed Marches’ hand.

“Let’s go!”

“W-wait! I still haven’t finished mine!” Marches responded, putting down his fork

 Oreldo grinned. “You can eat afterwards, come on!”

 He rushed into the area designated for dancing, Marches in tow. Other guests had taken their cue, and also started making their way onto the dance floor.

 Webner approached Stecchin and asked if she wanted to dance. “Yes, of course!” Stecchin said brightly.

 Lieutenant Alice L Malvin looked over towards Corporal Randel Oland, sitting at the same table, a few seats away.

“Corporal.”

“Yes?” Oland responded.

“I’m ordering you to dance with me.”

“Huh!?” He didn’t have time to say anything else before Alice dragged him up out of his chair, and towards the dance floor.

 Elsewhere, Elis and Solis were doing the same, not even giving their husbands a chance to remark before pulling them to dance, as Malvin women are known for doing.

 Notably, nobody was dancing in the prim, proper “ballroom” way of dancing that one would expect of the nobles present.

 Following the lead of the main couple, the band was playing lively “commoner” music, and everybody joined, dancing to the same rhythms that people among the empire were accustomed to dancing everywhere.

 Oreldo twirled Marches before catching him again, and Marches laughed, his head feeling light from all the alcohol they had drunk during dinner.

“By the way, which one of us is going to be changing our last names?” Oreldo asked, arms around Marches waist.

 Marches arms were around Oreldo’s neck, but he leaned closer even still, so that the other man could hear him. “Neither of us, obviously.”

 The two shared a look, before devolving into giggles.

 Their soul marks grew a lot more colorful and vibrant that day.

[bernamegeh]

ORAMAR İSYANI'NIN SEBEP VE AMAÇLARI

ORAMAR İSYANI’NIN SEBEP VE AMAÇLARI

Oramar Ayaklanması ya da Oramar İsyanı, 16 Temmuz 1930’da başlayıp 10 Ekim 1930’da biten, Şeyh Ahmed Barzani’ye bağlı Molla Hüseyin Şerif komutasındaki Kürt silahlı kuvvetinin Oramar, Şat, Şemdinan ve Herki istikametlerinde  Oramar ve Herki halkını destekleme eylemleridir.   İsyanın Sebepleri: Yeni kurulan Cumhuriyet  Türk-İslam entegrasyonuna dayanmaktadır. Türkleştirme politikası, Misak-i Milli…

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04.11.2016 Fırat Kalkanı Harekatında Şehit olan İs.Yzb. Alper KOCAMAN'ın Şehadetinin 4. yıl dönümü ve... 04.11.2015 Hakkari/Dağlıca Oremar Bölgesinde Şehit olan P.Uzm.Çvş. Caner ÇELİK ve P.Uzm.Çvş Sadık APARANGİL'in Şehadetlerinin 5. yıl dönümü ve Sevgi, saygı ve minnet ile aniyoruz. Vatan için kanlarını toprağa akıtan Şehitlerimizin ruhu şad olsun🇹🇷🇹🇷🇹🇷 #alperkocaman #canerçelik #sadıkaparangil https://www.instagram.com/p/CV18SBxDZ0G/?utm_medium=tumblr

[radiosandrecordings]

I'm looking for a new podcast to consume my soul for a bit, I've heard good things about skyjacks!! If I may, how long did it take you to get attached to the story?

I very rarely say this but: Instantly. It’s one of the few shows where I struggle to choose a favourite character because they’re all amazing. RPGs I feel are very good for that because every character is played like they’re a main character, because in the players eyes, they are. Skyjacks is a shining example of that and, while the first episode is somewhat confusing since they don’t say any classes, races or even who the players are, it still grips you immediately with plot hooks and PHENOMENAL MUSIC.

If you want a basic run down with minimal spoilers (Even though the players give these away/hints at them very fast) 

Jonnit Kessler - 15 year old boy living on the ship. You will want to protect him with your life. Deserves the world. Will hopefully get it some day. Acts older than his age and is determined to prove himself. Played by Tyler 

Gable - 7′ft tall white haired genderfluid self described thembo. Has a giant final fantasy sword, a need for justice and does not understand when people are flirting with them. One of the few instances IMO of a low wis low int character not being played as straight up stupid. I want them to carry me into the sunset. Played by Liz

Travis Matagot - Smug asshole. The embodiment of knife cat. He’s wonderful but also you’ll spend a lot of time wanting to punch him. or kiss him. or both. Played by Johnny

Dref Wormwood - World’s most anxious necromancer. Would rather be with dead people than living ones but he’s been forcibly befriended by the rest of the gang. Played by JPC 

Plot - These four idiots have to try and survive pirate life on their skyship the Uhuru while Weekend At Bernie’s-ing the corpse of their captain, Oremar Vale. This invovles dealing with rival pirates, pirate hunters, various magical forces, and somehow also Oremar’s long list of ex’s who are some combination of the previous three. It’s got a gripping story, great humour, and a soundtrack that will give you chills. Also one of the game mechanics is a card game where they can pull tarot-like cards based on songs from a band I do not remember the name of to influence gameplay. The DM is James

If you’re familiar with something like RQG or TAZ:B where it takes a long time for you to actually get invested, it is the direct opposite of that. You’re invested right off the bat 

[yuksekovahaber]

Kakshar Oremar: Bu yıl diktatörlerin güneşinin batma yılı olacak

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Gerillanın Günlüğü

5 sonuç bulundu. Dosya Boyutu Önizleme Bağlantıları İndirme Bağlantıları Yollar Gerillanın Denetiminde’Yollar gerillanın denetiminde’ Halk Savunma Merkez Karargah Komutanlarından Amed Malazgirt, “Geliye Dostki’den Oremar ’a kadar olan hat 10 Ağustos’tan itibaren gerillanın denetimindedir” dedi. BEHDİNAN / ANF – SİPAN FERHAT Halk Savunma Merkez Karargah Komutanlarından Amed Malazgirt, “Geliye…

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Hakkari'de bir aşiret daha düğünlerde abartılı harcamaları kaldırdı

Hakkari’de bir aşiret daha düğünlerde abartılı harcamaları kaldırdı

Bilhassa Doğu ve Güneydoğu Anadolu kentlerinde, aşiretlerin yaptığı abartılı düğünler nedeniyle gençler evlenmekte zorluk çekiyor. Hakkari’de düğün maliyetlerini azaltmaya yönelik aşiretler, birer birer daha makul kararları hayata geçirmeyi sürdürüyor. PİNYANİŞİ AŞİRETİ DE GENÇLERİN EVLİLİKLERİNİ KOLAYLAŞTIRACAK Daha evvel Şemdinli’deki Herki Aşireti ile Yüksekova ilçesindeki Oremar Aşiret…

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Oremar #royalpalace #winterthur #zurich #swiss #schweiz #suisse #switzerland #grupeylül #music #musik #müzik (Canton of Zürich)

[melikemordemjaponi]

Oremar da Eylem 11 Mart 2017 Basına ve Kamuoyuna! 1. 10 Mart günü sabah saatlerinde Heftanin alanı sınırında Türk ordusu sınır birlikleri ile çete ve kontraların katıldığı operasyon hakkında açıklama yapmıştık. Bu operasyon girişimi hakkındaki detaylı bilgiler şöyledir; Sabah saatlerinde asker ve çetelerden oluşan grup Heftanin alanı sınırında bulunan Keçel tepesi ve Bêzenıkê alanına giriş yapmış, saat 08:00'de ise bu operasyon gurubu Partizan tepesine doğru ilerlemeye çalışmıştır. Bu operasyon grubunun hareketliliği Gerillalarımız tarafından fark edilmiş ve etkili vuruşlar ile durdurulmuştur. Türk ordusu çatışmaların yaşandığı saatlerde Qesrok, Partizan ve Geliyê Pisaxa alanlarını yoğun bir tarzda obüs ve havanlar ile bombalamış, saat 11:00'den sonra ise savaş uçakları Partizan tepesi yamaçlarına bombardıman düzenlemiştir. Partizan tepesi yamaçlarına yoğun yapılan bombardımanlar sonrası saat 16:00'da TC askerleri tekrardan bir sızma girişiminde bulunmuştur. Bu girişime anında karşılık veren Gerillalarımız ile asker ve çetelerden oluşan grup arasında saat 18:00'e kadar çatışma devam etmiştir. Türk ordusunun bu girişimi de boşa çıkarılırken Keçel tepesi ve Bêzenıkê alanında bulunan operasyon birlikleri geri çekilmiştir. Bu çatışmalar da asker ve çete kayıpları hakkında net bilgi elde edilememiştir. Yine çatışmalar esnasında 2 Gerillamız ile bağlantı sağlanamamıştır. Elde edilecek bilgiler sonrası Gerillalarımız hakkındaki bilgiler paylaşılacaktır. 2. 10 Mart günü saat 05.00 - 08.30 arasında Hakkari'nin Yüksekova ilçesine bağlı Oremar alanında bulunan Şehit Rahime tepesindeki askerlere yönelik bir dizi suikast eylemi düzenlenmiştir. Yapılan eylemlerde 2 asker öldürülürken gelen askerlerin de etkili vurulmasıyla 1 asker daha öldürülmüştür. Eylem sonrası savaş uçakları alan çevresini bombalarken, havan ve obüsler ile de top atışı yapılmıştır. Bu eylem son süreçte şehit düşen Gerillalarımız anısına yapılmıştır. 3. 10 Mart günü saat 10:00'da Hakkari’nin Çelê(Çukurca) ilçesi sınırında bulunan Koordine tepesi yönelik Gerillalarımız tarafından ağır silahlar ile bir eylem düzenlenmiştir. Tepedeki mevzilere yapılan isabetli vuruşlarda ölü ve yaralı asker sayısı netleştirilememiştir. 11 Mart 2017 HPG Basın İrtibat Merkezi #Kurdistan #Kurds #resistance

[sossupummit]

The Press Center of the People’s Defense Forces (HPG) has published a statement for three fallen guerrillas. Xemgîn Oremar, Xwînrêj Spêrtî and Rêber Dizê were reportedly killed on 14 November…

[pomnavi]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Pumpkin Scissors Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Oreldo/Lili Stekkin, Oreldo/Marches Characters: Oreldo (Pumpkin Scissors), Machs (Pumpkin Scissors), Martis (Pumpkin Scissors), Marches (Pumpkin Scissors), Lili Stekkin Additional Tags: Pre-OT3, OT3, This OT3 could be platonic or romantic your call, Drinking, Stecchin is old enough to drink in this one Series: Part 4 of Signs of Love (Oreldo/Marches) Summary:

Set after Volume 21, Oreldo promised to keep his two most important people safe. Marches and Stecchin provide some much needed support.

 The three officers of Section 3 sat in the warehouse, shocked and surprised by what they were hearing over the telegram. Corporal Oland had finally confessed his true feelings, not only of love, but devotion to the Lieutenant.

 But what came next made them freeze. It was their duty to reign in Lieutenant Alice L. Malvin? Marches glanced at Oreldo, with doubt. Would it be possible for them to do that? Given their track record, that hardly seemed possible.

 Oreldo clutched the two to his side, both Stecchin and Marches. When Alice and Randel announced the name of their unit, he couldn’t have been prouder of them. He promised, in his heart, that whatever happened, he would always protect these two.

 +++

 “What was that all about?” Marches asked, shortly after the broadcast had stopped. Stecchin chimed in as well.

 “Yeah! Oreldo-san, why did you hug us so suddenly?” She said, curious and clearly clueless.

 Oreldo sighed. “Once this is all over, I’ll tell you.”

 +++

 Surprisingly, after all the destruction from the terrorist attacks, their building at the Intelligence Headquarters had survived. Other units weren’t as lucky, and had been squished together to compensate for the lack of space while the rebuilding occurred.

 There were a few people from the General Affairs department using the same office space, a thin cardboard divider separating the two. Although their heroic efforts had certainly caught the hearts of the people, it hadn’t earned them enough resources to resist the change.

 Either way, this was supposedly temporary, so there wasn’t much to be done. The desks from Section 3 were all moved together to form two lines, almost like they were in school. Oreldo and Marches, who usually sat across from each other, were now sitting side by side, with Stecchin sitting next to Hunks at her desk. Alice’s desk was on the other side of Hunks’, and Oland’s desk was next to Oreldo’s.

 It was ridiculously cramped, especially when all of them were in the office. At the very least, they could open the windows to let in a little breeze.

         Hunks found working in their office rather stifling, so he often barged into Connery’s private office, on the pretense of cross-unit cooperation.

 The Lieutenant and the Corporal had become somewhat local celebrities since the event, so they often went out on field missions alone. Most of the work was local anyways, so their units had split up into the two groups fairly often.

 Oreldo stretched. “Damn, my hands are about to fall off! If I knew it was going to be like this, I wish they had destroyed this building too.” He mused.

 Marches turned to glare at him, before continuing on with their paperwork. The terror attack had given Section 3 a ridiculous amount of paperwork to complete and sort through, logging damages and providing reports on estimates of necessary repairs. They really didn’t have enough time for complaints.

 “Keep moving your hands. If you foist that stuff on me, I’m definitely not going out with you next time.” Marches said.

 Stecchin heard the two of them and laughed. “Aww you two!” She had already finished her damage estimates, courtesy of her data analysis skills. She slid out from behind her desk with a smug grin, and was making her way towards the coffee maker when Oreldo got up and put the junior officer into a noogie.

 “Don’t worry pipsqueak, you’re coming with us too! Your birthday was just the other day wasn’t it? Alright, we’ll go out and celebrate tonight!”

 “Owwwiee, stop Oreldo-san!” She yelped, though in reality she was exaggerating. “That hurts, and you’re messing up my hair!”

 Oreldo stopped, and patted her gently this time. “Don’t worry, it’ll be our treat!”

 Marches smiled at the two of them.

 +++

 Just as promised, the three went out drinking together after work. While they were walking to the bar, they chatted.

 “Where are we going? This isn’t the direction of the usual bar.” Marches said.

 “Well yeah, I’m not taking Stecchin to a low-brow place like that! We’re going somewhere nice for a change.” Oreldo replied.

 Marches had to agree that it was a good idea. But were there any nice places left?

 “I would have been okay with the usual place!” Stecchin replied cheerfully. Marches was doubtful of that.

 Their usual place was rowdy on a good day. There weren’t many women who came to that specific bar, and someone so small and barely legal-drinking-age like Stecchin would have caused quite a stir and unwanted attention. They were trying to relax, after all.

 They arrived at a nice looking cafe with wide windows and plenty of greenery, and Oreldo walked in confidently. After pausing to study the place, the other two also followed.

 The inside was no different, looking like an elegant restaurant that served tea and sandwiches for upper class patrons. Oreldo waved at the owner, who gave a polite smile and nod, motioning towards a door at the back.

 They walked through another door, and arrived at an equally luxurious bar in the back, slightly smaller than the cafe front. Unlike the cafe, this place was bustling, though the tables were spaced far enough from each other and dimly lit. It had an intimate, comfortable atmosphere.

 They chose to sit at an open table next to the wall that had four seats. Stecchin and Marches sat on one side, while Oreldo sat on the other.

 Just looking around, one could tell that this was clearly a date spot, where well-off couples came to enjoy each other’s company in privacy. The three of them were out of place, wearing their regular uniforms.

 “So this place is part of your playbook?” Marches said, giving Oreldo a knowing look.

 Stecchin glanced between the two of them, before asking, “Have you two not come here together before?”

 Marches shook his head. “I’m guessing this is where Oreldo takes his girls while they’re out on a date.” He wrinkled his nose.

 Oreldo, cool as ever, kept an acquiescing smile on his face. “Sure, I don’t care if we call this a date.”

 Marches sat there, eyes wide and speechless, while Stecchin blushed.

 “D..does that include me too?” She said sheepishly.

 “Of course! We’re here to celebrate you after all.”

 Stecchin beamed.

 While they were talking, the owner walked by, dropping off two menus: a drinks menu listing all the cocktails and assorted alcohols, and a restaurant menu detailing their accompanying snacks and meals.

 Stecchin grabbed the drinks menu, looking through the options.

 Marches, face blushed red, locked eyes with Oreldo “Idiot, don’t joke around like that-”

 “I mean it.” Oreldo said, not a hint of amusement on his face. “Remember what happened during the Nebulo Union Terrorist Attacks? It’s been on my mind since then.”

 Oreldo sighed, breaking eye contact with two people in front of him, but he kept talking. “I haven’t had the chance to say this, but thank you. For being in my life. Back then, I couldn’t bear the thought of losing either of you, so I vowed to keep you safe. I just wanted to feel proof that you were alive.”

 Marches kept looking at his friend, eyes slightly watery. They hadn’t really thought about what they had been through, what they could have lost. In fact, they had probably tried really hard not to think about it at all.

 Stecchin gently reached for both Oreldo’s and Marches hands, clasping each of their bigger hands in her tiny ones. She then brought the other two hands closer together, so they were all in contact.

 Oreldo’s hands were slightly cold and clammy, while both Stecchin’s and Marches’ were dry and warm. She stroked Oreldo’s hand gently.

 “Thank you for telling us Oreldo-san!” She said. “Our connection hasn’t been broken, and we aren’t going anywhere.” She stroked his hand reassuringly, before letting go.

 Marches squeezed Oreldo’s hand firmly once, before releasing his grip as well. His tears had receded, but so had his sadness at what could have been.

 They were all lucky to have each other.

 “Hmn.. I think I wanna try this raspberry martini!” Stecchin announced cheerfully.

 They were in for a long, joyous night.

                      Notes:  

This is the last of my prompts (currently) for this series! I am working on another secret story for the Pumpkin Parade doujin event in October, so look forward to that.

Thank you for reading my work :)

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Kakşar Oremar: 31 Mart'ta Qazî Mihamed’in 72 yıllık vasiyetine cevap olun

Kakşar Oremar: 31 Mart’ta Qazî Mihamed’in 72 yıllık vasiyetine cevap olun

Qazî Mihamed’in idam edilişinin üzerinden 72 yıl geçmesine rağmen vasiyetinin yerine getirilmediğini belirten yazar Kakşar Oremar, idam yıl dönümü olan 31 Mart’ta, seçimlere dikkat çekerek, “Kürtleri bu önemli günde Qazî’nin ve diğer şehitlerin özgürlük davalarını akıllarına getirsinler” dedi.

Mahabad Kürt Cumhuriyeti’nin 1946’da kurulmasının ardından Cumhurbaşkanı seçilen Qazî Mihemed net…

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1 Temmuz 2018 cili sat göller bölgesi (oremar) Yüksekova/HAKKÂRİ

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Gazeteciye 'Oremar' cezası

Gazeteciye 'Oremar' cezası Bianet'in Kürtçe editörü Yunus Önal'a 6 yıl 3 ay hapis cezası verildi. Tanık ifadesi üzerine hazırlanan iddianamede 'Oremar şarkısıyla halay çekmek' gibi ifadeler yer aldı. http://dlvr.it/NrlTJ9

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Oremar'da operasyon hazırlığı

Türk ordusunun Gever’in Oremar bölgesine 3 tabur asker ile operasyon hazırlığı yaptığı bildirildi. http://ift.tt/2oy04eL