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#(the first time i tried to read soc i was DEEP in a 3 year reading slump so it's amazing i got as far as i did)
averrse · 1 year
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i'm almost finished (re)reading SoC (I didn't finish it the first time, so i'm actually to a part i haven't read) and.. i've become attached to kuwei??
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hamilsanity · 4 years
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So I've started watching Peaky Blinders and I couldn't help but notice the similarities (and diferencies) between Thomas Shelby and Kaz Brekker from Six of Crows. So here's a totally uncalled for essay comparing both of them: (a little trigger warning, I will talk about trauma and how that affected these characters' lives)
Part 1: the outside
I guess these are the first dots I connected. Physically, Kaz Brekker is a younger version of Thomas Shelby (at least for me). Except for the eyes (Tommy has blue eyes while Kaz's are dark) they're pretty similar. Also let's take in account the setting for both stories (England in the 20s). So the clothes are also the same! Having said that, let's cover more important things.
Part 2: interactions with other people and their position in life
They are both private people, they are both morally grey characters. They both share the same position: they are gang leaders (the Peaky Blinders for Tommy and the Dregs for Kaz). And, most important, they have reputations. It's the same for both of them. They like to be seen as dangerous and emotionless. They like to give the idea that they are not afraid of anyone. And that's also their shell, their protection against trauma and the world.
And they both have soft spots. For Tommy (first seasons at least) it's Grace and his family. For Kaz, it's Inej and some of the Crows. Those are also their weaknesses sometimes.
Part 3: trauma and living with themselves
Most importantly, these two characters suffer from deep trauma. I'm not gonna spoil Kaz's trauma (you'll have to read SOC for that!), but I will say that it's pretty severe. For Tommy, it is the war and the years he spent fighting in France. For both of them, it's their trauma (along with the reputation they have created in order to hide it) what makes them such dark characters. But what makes them different here is how they coexist with that trauma and how they decide to (and not to) share it and with whom. Tommy tends to share his trauma more often because everyone knows about it and he shared it (his years in war) with some of his friends and brothers. He tries to pretend he isn't affected by it, even though he is, but he doesn't hide his experiences from anyone, basically because he doesn't have that option (everyone knows).
For Kaz it's fairly different. He doesn't tell anyone. No one knows and no one has experienced something like that. He simply pretends not to have any kind of trauma at all. The only person he ends up telling it to is Inej.
They're both also freaking geniuses. They are really smart and really good actors. Although in my opinion, Kaz's is more of a genius than Thomas, thought I might be biased.
Part 4: what the story thinks of the characters
Kaz Brekker is a bad guy. He kills people and is full of hate. He is greedy and violent and the book doesn't try to tell us otherwise. The book says: hey, this is Kaz's trauma. This is why he is why he is. But the book doesn't try to make us feel pity for him (even tho we do anyway). It doesn't try to convince us that Kaz didn't have a choice but to become this dangerous gang leader. Because he did have a choice. The book shows us Inej, that has also suffered from severe trauma but is still a compassionate and overall good person. She had a choice and she decided to not let her past define her. Kaz chose violence and hate, and that's up to him. Yes, he is a victim, but everyone has a choice, and the representation of that is Inej.
On the other hand, the show Peaky Blinders seems (in my opinion) to be trying to make us feel bad for Tommy. He is often being victimized. A lot of characters talk about how before the war he was always smiling and happy. As I see it, the show sometimes tries to justify his actions by talking about how the war has affected him.
Maybe that's not a fair comparison to make, since Kaz Brekker is a 17-year-old child who didn't really have an opportunity to develop a personality outside of his trauma, while Tommy certainly did. I just wanted to point that out, maybe as a little critique to Peaky Blinders.
Part 5: the actual critique to Peaky Blinders.
Tommy Shelby is sexist. That's it. Let's put some examples. (Spoilers from the first season):
Remember that one time Tommy literally sold Grace to this other gang leader? So that guy could have two hours alone with her even though Grace didn't want that? Yeah... That gang guy was about to rape her, and then Tommy appeared and avoided it. While safe in the car with Tommy, Grace told him: you sold me... But you also saved me (while looking at him with dreamy eyes). I hated that scene so much!!! Why is he being treated as the hero?? He literally sold her!!! The fact that he ended up "saving" her doesn't redeem him in any way!
He also had some commentaries about women like: bussines is for men and stuff like that.
I get it: it is a show set in the 20s! Of course it is sexist. Yeah well whatever, I'm sick of that.
Six of Crows is in no way sexist, and has a very similar setting. Kaz Brekker is not sexist, even though he could've so easily been. But Bardugo said: hell to the no with sexism, and I love her for that.
In Thomas' case, I don't know if it's a matter of the show creators or the character himself, but I really would've preferred if he weren't sexist tbh.
Yeah well I think that's it for now, I'm freed now (actually I think I forgot to talk about some things, I'll probably get to that later today). If you have further commentaries on this, feel free to talk about it. Also if you disagree with me in any of the points, speak up! I'd love to hear what you guys think!
Also please read Six of Crows if you haven't yet. It is amazing. And also also, sorry if there are any mistakes with grammar and stuff. English isn't my first language!
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thesecuritysleuth · 5 years
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10 Questions with Jack Rhysider the Creator of Darknet Diaries
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In last couple months I really started diving deep into Podcasts to supplement my Infosec knowledge and news. Without a doubt one of the more entertaining and informative podcasts is “Darknet Diaries”. The Production quality of this Podcast along with the rich storytelling has made this one of my favourite podcasts. Luckily enough I was able to ask the Shows creator Jack Rhysider 10 questions about Infosec and the show. Without further ado here it goes:
1. How did you get into Infosec? By accident and desperation! I wanted a technical job and felt rusty so I got a CCNA. This landed me a job in a NOC and I kept pursuing routing and switching. But then a security engineer position opened up in the company. I wanted to be an engineering so bad I applied, not knowing that much about it. I got the job and liked working on firewalls and IPS units. But then I got the Certified Ethical Hacker certificate and that's when I knew I was made for security. I am a jack of all trades when it comes to technology. And with Infosec, you need to be good at everything. So I fell in love with it then and kept getting better at it ever since. 2. What would be your advice on people interested in working in Infosec? There are 3 things employers look for to hire entry level people: experience, certificates, or passion. You can get experience by doing other IT related work as some of it overlaps with security. You can get certificates or training by taking courses and completing exams. And you can show your passion by building home labs, helping out on open source projects, doing hacker challenges like CTFs, following security blogs, and more. Employers only need you to have 1 of these 3 things to consider you. Simply saying you're interested in security isn't good enough, you need to demonstrate it and these are 3 ways to demonstrate it. 3. What would be your favourite episode so far you have made? Can you go into details why its your favourite? I really like the episode about Vladimir Levin, one of the first online bank robbers. It's told through the perspective of the FBI agent trying to catch him. While there are thousands of articles written on Levin, very few have any details about the case. Since I was able to track down the original case agent who worked on it and get him to tell the story it gives us new look into a 20 year old case that we've never seen before. For some reason, that makes me proud of that episode. 4. If you weren’t doing a podcast in what other form would you try to do Darknet Diaries in? Podcasting is the perfect format for Darknet Diaries. It's there for people who don't want to read long form hacking stories in magazines and on news websites. And I've tried making video content before, but it's so much harder since you have to work about clothes, and lighting, and props, and sets, and graphics, that it's just too much for me to do. Storytelling in podcast has a lot of great potential and possibilities and was what was in reach to me to do accomplish. 5. Are you still working your 9-5 job? If so can you tell us a bit about it? i.e. are you a pen tester, engineer … Last year was working as a SOC architect, but a whole new management team came in, and I was feeling burnt out. So I decided to take a few months break and focus on my podcast during the break. During that time I was able to build the podcast up enough to have it make money. Now podcasting is making enough that I can turn this into a full time job and keep working on it. 6. Have there been any interesting ways that your Infosec skills or past jobs have helped you in creating the podcast? Yes! I was experienced in writing about Infosec from blogging for years. I know the space quite well so I know what people to interview, what news stories to look into and stuff. Because I'm so familiar with Infosec I can include both non-technical people and technical people in my audience. 7. What are some infosec skills or interest areas you would be interested in learning in the future? I would like to get better at exploitation. I'm toying with the idea of doing a live stream of me going through various hacker challenges like VulnHub or OverTheWire. This way I keep learning new things, others can watch how it's done, and experienced people can teach me how to solve things too. 8. Any good resources such a books, courses etc in the infosec space you would highly recommend? I get this question a lot, so I compiled my list of books I like here: https://darknetdiaries.com/books/. 9. How can people help out with supporting the creation of Darknet Diaries? Listen to the show. If you like it, tell a friend to check it out. If you find it to be valuable you can donate to the Darknet Diaries Patreon (https://www.patreon.com/darknetdiaries). 10. Where can people reach out to you if they want to share their thanks or contribute to Darknet diaries? I'm most active on Twitter, you can find me as @JackRhysider there.
As always I hope you enjoyed this one, let me know if you would like to see more interviews like this. Until next Time!
The Security Sleuth
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proxylynn · 7 years
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Dreemurr Academy #3 (FellSwap Gaster)
Dreemurr Academy, a prestigious closed-off college for monsters and humans alike of all ages and worlds.
This includes myself, though I'm sort of a in-between.
I'm Lynsie, the human anomaly. I'm a human, but I can do magic like monsters. I'm an oddball.
That's the thing about making a school that is open to multiple alternate dimensions. Weird things are bound to show up. Even a bunch of the same person. From what I saw on orientation day, the same faces are scattered around all around.
To fix these type of issues, everyone that has a multiple or doppelganger is given a school name so there's no confusion.
Other than that, it's fairly normal. The hierarchy is the simple.
The Deans are made up of the same people, skeleton monsters that go by the name of Gaster. One is a teacher of the Sciences, goes by Wingding. He's a kind and understanding man, but is known to pull a prank or two. They all speak in a typeface sign language but use telepathy magic so others understand. It's been said no one has ever heard their real voices and those that have are no longer at the academy.
Another Gaster dean teaches Home Economics, he goes by Wingy. He's a bubbly sweet guy that loves his work. Nothing makes him smile more than seeing the joy on a student's face when they take pride in being able to do something they first thought they couldn't.
Another Gaster dean teaches the studies of Magic, he is called Fall. At times, he can be cynical, malicious, and sarcastic. He has a commanding presence that exuded gravitas, authority and control, able to keep a class quiet without effort. Yet there is a kindness to him, it's rarely seen, but not unheard of.
Another Gaster dean teaches History, his nickname is Dings. A cold, bitter, and sometimes childish man. He tends to hold grudges against troublesome students and is extremely spiteful toward those whom he dislikes. Yet those that can take his punishments are rewarded with his respect. He is a teacher that commands respect and who's grades are earned with doom hanging over your head.
The Professors are also skeleton monsters, but not all are the same person. The Psychology professor is a guy named Papyrus but goes by Stretch. He's the favorite among students because he's so laid back. He chews a tooth pick in class to suppress his urge to smoke, but we all know he does so when on break. He's really good at reading students and helps out when able. All in all, he's the cool teacher.
The Literature professor is a Papyrus that is called Fell. He is the one teacher everyone dreads. Very strict and old fashioned. He does not tolerate interruptions and will humiliate those he feel need to be taken down a notch. Such things take there toll on him and often squeezes a stress ball that he keeps in his desk. But he is a very passionate man when it comes to his work and takes his subject seriously, even though this makes him into a bit of a grammar nazi which is why many students get low grades.
The Biology professor is a skeleton called Sans that sometimes goes by Classic, whatever that means. He is very cheesy and comes off as lazy, making puns that have people cringe yet secretly love them. He is very protective of his students and will go out of his way to help them. He does not tolerate bulling of any kind and can be quite scary. He's the second favorite among the students.
The Physical Education professor is also a Sans that goes by Pain. He is also a stern and old school type of teacher, only he tends to be more cruel in humiliation of students that are unprepared. While his scope is all around, he prefers the darker side of the study. Using borderline violence to weed out the weak that think taking his class is a easy A. There is mercy in his dojo, but it must be earned with blood, sweat, and tears.
The Students are broken into four groups based on which part of the four years they are currently in. The first years are called freshmen. Second years are sophomores. Third years are juniors. And fourth years are seniors. There are some variations on this topic, but this hierarchy of college students is still readily recognizable by everyone.
Me? This isn't my first rodeo but not my last. I'm a sophomore and have gotten the gist of who's who and what's what. I get along with students and teachers. I've always been a middle ground type of girl.
I didn't come looking for friends, but they just seemed to find me. Funny enough, my buddies are the brothers of the professors. Stretch's brother is a freshman, his name is Sans but goes by Rascal. Fell's brother, also a Sans, is a sophomore like me and goes by Edgy. Classic's brother is a Papyrus, a freshman that goes by Papy. And Pain's brother is a sophomore Papyrus by the name of Slim.
I've always been a tomboy. I prefer the guys company. They're different and fun, even if they can be a bit odd sometimes.
Rascal, as the nickname implies, is the school clown/prankster. He likes to test his limits and challenge authority, even dishevels his uniform to assert his individuality. He comes off as a slacker, but secretly very deep, clever, and loyal to a fault. He likes taking his brother's class so he can improve his skills with messing with people, mostly his brother as he disrupts his teachings when he sees a chance.
Edgy is shy around new people and slow to open up, enjoying a laugh with friends when able. Though he appears weak or even nerdy because of his glasses, he is far more tougher than he leads on. He doesn't take crap from anyone. When alone, he's angsty and borders on straight up angry. Getting a pissy attitude when annoyed. Like his brother, he is very passionate about literature and does his best to impress his brother, going so far as to become the teacher's pet.
Papy is easily the most loveable guy in the whole school. Very cheerful and optimistic, he tries his best no matter what. He doesn't like conflict and tries to keep his brother out of trouble when the teacher pulls a prank. I find it sweet of him to take his brother's class even though he doesn't particularly enjoy it, just so he can stay close to him. Like I said, this guy is a loveable soul.
Slim is easy going. He doesn't take things too seriously and never breaks a sweat over hard exams. The only thing that breaks his cool is his smoking, he really gets tense if he goes too long without his fix. He's incredibly smart and instinctual, good traits to have when dealing with his brother. While he does attend his brother's class, he merely does so as a request of his brother who likes to make sure he doesn't slack off due to not being challenged enough.
All of them are oddly related to each other in some form. Gaster's, Papyrus's, and Sans's are brothers. Yet I see them all as different people. I value them. They're helping me even if they don't know it. I am not so confident in myself. I tend to isolate myself, go at things lone wolf style. It's how I've always been. Then I met them and slowly my world began to expand bit by bit. I'm still not comfortable with others. But with them, I can step out from behind my mask for a bit, and really be myself around them.
Today is a typical day. Classes seem to take longer than normal, which isn't necessarily a bad thing with most of them. Again, knowing how to get by and being ready for them helps big time. And Professor Dings's Philosophy class is most definitely one of those need to be ready for classes. He looks for reasons to fail others, if you don't meet his high learning standards you get bad grades or kicked out.
" 📪 ✋ ✡ ✌ ❄ ❄ ✌ 📂📄⌛📪 👍✌ 👌 ✋ ✋❄ ❄ 💣 💧❄ 👍 💣 ✋👍✌❄ 👎 ✋ ❄💧 ✋ ❄✋💣 📬📬📬❄ ✌ ✌ ✌✋ 💧❄ ❄ ❄❄ 💣✌ 💣 ✋ 📬" (NOW, IF YOU'LL ALL TURN TO PAGE 126, WE CAN BEGIN WITH ONE OF THE MOST COMPLICATED POINTS IN TIME...THE WAR AGAINST THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE.)
Score! I've been waiting for this point in study. It has my favorite person in history in it.
" 👌 ✞ 💧❄✌ ❄📬📬📬 👍✌ ❄ 💣 ✌❄ ❄ ❄❄ 💣✌ 💣 ✋ ✌💧✍" (NOW BEFORE WE EVEN START...WHO CAN TELL ME WHAT THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE WAS?)
A boy in the back raises his hand.
"✡ 💧✍" (YES?)
"Uh...Was it about furniture?"
Dings's eye twitches.
" ❄ ❄ 👍😐 ❄ 💣✡ 👍 ✌💧💧 👌 ✋ ❄ ❄ ✋💧 👌 😐 ✌❄ ✡ ✌👍 ✏" (GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY CLASS BEFORE I THROW THIS BOOK AT YOUR FACE!)
The guy isn't sure he means it till said book is hurled his way, making him flee the room.
"*sighs* ✌ ✡ 💧 ✍" (*SIGHS* ANYONE ELSE?)
I look over at Dings's younger brother Slim, we're his best students so we often go back and forth with Dings's grading attention. Slim merely nods before putting his head down, so I raise my hand.
" ✡ 💧✋ ✏ ❄ ✞ 👎📪 ✌💧 ✋ 💣 ❄ 💧 💧📬" (LYNSIE! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE INFORM THESE FOOLS.)
"The Ottoman Empire was a vast and powerful force that was formed in 1229 and finally ceased to be in 1922. The Ottoman Empire, also known as the Turkish Empire or Ottoman Turkey, was an empire founded in northwestern Anatolia in the vicinity of Bilecik and Söğüt by the Oghuz Turkish tribal leader Osman. After 1354, the Ottomans crossed into Europe, and with the conquest of the Balkans the Ottoman Beylik was transformed into a transcontinental empire. The Ottomans ended the Byzantine Empire with the 1453 conquest of Constantinople by Mehmed the Conqueror. During the 16th and 17th centuries, at the height of its power under the reign of Suleiman the Magnificent, the Ottoman Empire was a multinational, multilingual empire controlling much of Southeast Europe, parts of Central Europe, Western Asia, the Caucasus, North Africa, and the Horn of Africa. At the beginning of the 17th century the empire contained 32 provinces and numerous vassal states. Some of these were later absorbed into the Ottoman Empire, while others were granted various types of autonomy during the course of centuries. With Constantinople as its capital and control of lands around the Mediterranean basin, the Ottoman Empire was at the center of interactions between the Eastern and Western worlds for six centuries. While the empire was once thought to have entered a period of decline following the death of Suleiman the Magnificent, this view is no longer supported by the majority of academic historians. The empire continued to maintain a flexible and strong economy, society, and military throughout the seventeenth and much of the eighteenth century. However, during a long period of peace from 1740 to 1768, the Ottoman military system fell behind that of their European rivals, the Habsburg and Russian Empires. The Ottomans consequently suffered severe military defeats in the late 18th and early 19th centuries, which prompted them to initiate a comprehensive process of reform and modernization known as the Tanzimat. Thus over the course of the 19th century the Ottoman state became vastly more powerful and organized, despite suffering further territorial losses, especially in the Balkans, where a number of new states emerged. The empire allied with Germany in the early 20th century, hoping to escape from the diplomatic isolation which had contributed to its recent territorial losses, and thus joined World War I on the side of the Central Powers. While the Empire was able to largely hold its own during the conflict, it was struggling with internal dissent, especially with the Arab Revolt in its Arabian holdings. During this time, major atrocities were committed by the Ottoman government against the Armenians, Assyrians and Pontic Greeks. The Empire's defeat and the occupation of part of its territory by the Allied Powers in the aftermath of World War I resulted in its partitioning and the loss of its Middle Eastern territories, which were divided between the United Kingdom and France. The successful Turkish War of Independence against the occupying Allies led to the emergence of the Republic of Turkey in the Anatolian heartland and the abolition of the Ottoman monarchy."
"❄ ✌ 😐 ✡ ✏ ❄ ✌❄ ✌💧 👍❄✏ 😐✌✡📪 ✌💧✡ ✈ 💧❄✋ 📬📬📬 ✌❄ ✌💣 💧 💧 ✋ 👍 ❄ ❄ 😐 ❄ ❄❄ 💣✌ 💣 ✋ ✍" (THANK YOU! THAT WAS PERFECT! OKAY, EASY QUESTION NOW...WHAT FAMOUS PERSON IN POP CULTURE TOOK ON THE OTTOMAN EMPIRE?)
A girl raise her hand.
"Madonna?"
Another book flies and she flees. I look at Slim and he's sleeping, so I guess this is my day today.
"Sir. I believe you are referring to Vlad Dracul III. Best known in pop culture as Count Dracula."
" 👍 ✌ ✌✋ 📪 ✡ 💧✌✞ ❄ 💧 ✋👎✋ ❄💧 💣 ✌✋ ✋ 📬 👌 ❄ 💧✋ 👍 ✡ 💧 💣 ❄ 👌 ❄ ✡ ❄ ✌❄ ✞ 👌 ❄ 💧 ❄ 💧❄ 👎✡ ❄ ✋💧 👍 ✌💧💧 ✌💧 ✌ ✌💧 👌✌💧✋👍 😐 👎 📬📬📬❄ 💣 ✡ 💧✋ 📪 ✌❄ 💣 ✌ 💧 ❄ ❄ ✌💧 ✞ ✌👎 👌 💧❄ 😐 ✍" (ONCE AGAIN, YOU SAVE THESE IDIOTS FROM FAILING. BUT SINCE YOU SEEM TO BE THE ONLY ONE THAT EVEN BOTHERS TO STUDY FOR THIS CLASS OR HAS A GRASP OF BASIC KNOWLEDGE...TELL ME LYNSIE, WHAT MEANS OF TORTURE WAS VLAD BEST KNOWN FOR?)
I smile and stand up...Here comes the fun part of this class, making others sick with the truth.
"Yes sir. *clears throat* Vlad Dracul III born in 1428, was voivode or prince of Wallachia in Romanian three times between 1448 and his death in 1477. He was a very intelligent man for his or any time. Torturing his enemies in ways that were both physically and mentally painful. The tortures and executions which Vlad ordered were not out of caprice, but always had a reason, and very often a reason of state. Such methods include but are not limited to, burning, skinning, roasting, boiling, feeding the victims to their friends/relatives, dismemberment, drowning, decapitation, disembowelment, and etcetera. One example is in 1459, Ottoman Sultan Mehned II sent envoys to Vlad to urge him to pay a delayed tax on non-Muslims of 10,000 ducats and 500 recruits into the Ottoman forces. But he refused, having already paid 'tribute' and refused to support the enemy. When they threatened him, he had them killed by nailing their turbans to their heads, because they were being rude for not removing their hats before a person of high status. Yet that is but a taste. His real and most well known act is the reason he earned the name Vlad Tepes, or the Impaler. The body of the victim, who would still be alive during all this, was aimed ass first to the tip of a not too sharp wooden stake while a horse was attached the the victim's legs to get that much needed force to drive that sucker up there. Now the sake itself was usually oiled and smooth, so that the victim wouldn't die right away from rupture and shock. The height of the stake was also a indication of the victims rank, so the worst the enemy was, the longer the butt stabber got. Getting back on point...*snickers* Once mounted, gravity or the force of the horse would pull the stake right through the body. Most times it popped out the mouth, other times around the torso, and the rare skull popper was always a treat. As bad as that all sounds, there were other instances where victims were impaled through other orifices or the abdomen and chest. Victims came in all forms. Men, women, children, animals...Even infants were sometimes impaled when the stake went through a pregnant victim's body. But to be fair, victims of impalement were mainly enemies, the sick, the already dying, and criminals. Oh! Records even show that some victims were impaled in such a way so that could be hung upside down on their stake. Death came slowly. Taking anywhere from hours to months. Invading forces, men known for savage brutality, were horrified at the sight that guarded Vlad's territory, the Forest of the Impaled. Tens of thousands rotting dead and living souls lining roadways and city walls. It...was...bloody...epic!"
In the course of regaling, ten other classmates fled to go vomit, marking a new record in my book. Yet per usual, Pain is most pleased by my attention to detail.
"👌 ✌✞ ✏ ✡ ❄ ✌ ❄ 👌 👍 ✌😐 ✋ 💧 💧 ❄ 👎 💣 ❄ 👍😐📬 ✋❄ ❄ ✌❄ ❄ ❄ ✌✡📬📬📬 ❄ 💧 ❄ ❄ ❄ 💧💧 📬 💧 ✌ ✍" (BRAVO! YET ANOTHER BUNCH OF WEAKLINGS SORTED FROM THE FLOCK. WITH THAT OUT OF THE WAY...LET US GET ON TO THE LESSON. SHALL WE?)
[4 hours later]
The bell rings.
"✌ ✋ ❄📬 ❄ ❄ ✡ ❄📬 ✌ 👎 👍 ✋ ✡ 💣✋💧✋ ✌👌 ✋✞ 💧📪 ✌👎 ❄ 👍😐✋ 👌 😐✏" (ALRIGHT. GET OUT OF HERE YOU LOT. AND FOR ONCE IN YOUR MISIRABLE LIVES, READ THE FUCKING BOOK!)
We start to file out.
" ✡ 💧✋ ✏" (LYNSIE!)
I freeze.
"Yes sir?"
"💧❄✌✡📬 ✋ ✌✞ 💧 💣 ❄ ✋ ✋ ✌ ❄ ❄ 👎✋💧👍 💧💧 ✋❄ ✡ 📬" (STAY. I HAVE SOMETHING I WANT TO DISCUSS WITH YOU.)
I am confused. My grades in this class are among the highest, only second to Slim. I look at Slim as he passes me. He just smiles and pats my shoulder, as if saying 'good luck' and he leaves me to my fate.
"Yes sir."
" 👎📬 📬📬📬 👍😐 ❄ 👎 📬" (GOOD. NOW...LOCK THE DOOR.)
"S-sir?"
" 👍😐 ✋❄📬" (LOCK IT.)
I feel uncomfortable about this.
"Let it be known this is weirding me out sir."
" ❄ 👎 ✌ 👎 ❄ 👍✌ ✋ 📬" (NOTED AND NOT CARING.)
I lock the door and approach his desk.
"What is it you wanted to discuss with me sir? Am I not preforming well enough? Is my average slipping?"
He eyes me.
" 📬 ✡ ✌👎 💧 ✌ 👎📬 ✡ 💣✋ 💧❄ ✋ 📬" (NO. YOUR GRADES ARE GOOD. YOU'RE PREFORMING JUST FINE.)
"Then why ask me to remain after hours?"
"❄ ✌ ❄ ✋ 💧 ✋ ✋💧 ❄ 😐 📬" (THERE ARE THINGS I WISH TO KNOW.)
"Such as?"
" ✌❄ ✋💧 ✡ ✌❄✋ 💧 ✋ ✋❄ 💣✡ 👌 ❄ ✌ ✡ 💧✍" (WHAT IS YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH MY BROTHER PAPYRUS?)
I blush.
"S-slim?"
"✡ 💧📬" (YES.)
"He's my friend."
" ✋ 👎✍" (FRIEND?)
"Well, yeah. He was the first person to even acknowledge my existence after orientation last year. I think it was because I made a joke of some kind. He laughed and made a joke back. We did that a few times, exchanged pleasantries, and that was it. We'd see each other in class and meet at lunch. Been buddies ever since."
"❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✌ ✍" (THAT'S ALL?)
"Yes sir."
He stands up and starts to circle me.
"💧 ✡ 👎 ❄📪 ❄ 💧 💧✌✡📬📬📬 ✌ 👌 ✌ ✡ ✋ 💧 ✋💣📪 👎 ✡ ✍" (SO YOU DON'T, LET'S SAY...HARBOR ANY FEELINGS FOR HIM, DO YOU?)
I blush hard.
"Sir, that is awkward as hell to ask."
"✌ 💧 ❄ ✈ 💧❄✋ 📪 💣✌ ✏" (ANSWER THE QUESTION, HUMAN!)
His tone is annoyed and yet not his normal level either, this sounds real.
"I don't know how to answer the question sir."
" ✠ ✌✋ 📬" (EXPLAIN.)
"Sir, I'm not sure that I can."
He shoves me hard into his desk.
"👎 ✡ 👎 ❄ ✡ 👍✌ 💣✡ 👌 ❄ ✍✏" (DO YOU OR DON'T YOU CARE FOR MY BROTHER?!)
"I don't know!"
" 👎 ✡ ❄ 😐 ✍✏" (HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW?!)
"Because I never thought about it!"
He glares at me.
"✋ ✌❄📬📬📬 ✠ ✌✋ 📬 📬" (I REPEAT...EXPLAIN. NOW.)
"*sigh* I do like Slim. He's a great guy. But..."
"👌 ❄✍" (BUT?)
"I don't know. I just...I don't feel anything. Maybe if he came off as more than a friend or big brother, or even showed interest in me a little in that way...But I guess it's for the best anyway. He can do better than me. I'm just human after all."
"💧 ✡ ✌ ✡ ✌✞ ✋ ❄ 💧❄ ✋ ✋💣✍" (SO YOU REALLY HAVE NO INTEREST IN HIM?)
"Not in a romantic way, no sir."
" 👎📬 ✞ ✡ 👎📬" (GOOD. VERY GOOD.)
"Why are you so interested if I do or not? Does he like me? Did he ask you to ask me?"
"✡ ❄✌ 😐 ❄ 💣 👍 📬" (YOU TALK TOO MUCH.)
He pins me to the desk, his grip on my wrists is painfully hard.
"✡ ✌ ✌ 💧💣✌ ❄ ✋ 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬 ✡ ✞ 👎✋💧✌ ✋ ❄ 💣 📬 ✋ ✡ 👎✋👎 ✌✞ ✋ 💧 💣✡ 👌 ❄ 📪 ✋ 👎 👌✌👌 ✡ ✌👍👍 ❄ ✋❄📬 ✞ ✋ ✡ ✌ ✌ 💣✌ 📬 👌 ❄ 💧✋ 👍 ✡ 👎 ❄📬📬📬❄ ✌ ✋ ❄ 👌✌👎 ✌👌 ❄ ❄ ✋💧📬" (YOU ARE A SMART GIRL, LYNSIE. YOU NEVER DISAPPOINT ME. IF YOU DID HAVE FEELINGS FOR MY BROTHER, I WOULD PROBABLY ACCEPT IT. EVEN IF YOU ARE A HUMAN. BUT SINCE YOU DON'T...THAN I WON'T FEEL BAD ABOUT THIS.)
"About wh..."
I'm made silent by his mouth on mine and I'm stunned. He's kissing me? He's really kissing me?!
"S-sir? W-w-what are you doing?"
"👎 ❄ ✌✡ ✋ 👍 ❄ ✋❄ 💣 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬 ✡ 👍✌ ✋❄📪 👍✌ ❄ ✡ ✍ ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✡ ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ❄ ❄ 💧❄ ❄✋💣 📬 ❄ ✌✡ ✋❄ ❄✋ ��� ❄ 💧 ✋ ✌ 👎 💧 👎💧 💧 ✋✞ 💧 ✋ ❄ ✡ 👍 📬 ❄ 💣 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬👍✌ ✡ ✋❄ ❄ ✍" (DON'T PLAY INNOCENT WITH ME NOW, LYNSIE. YOU CAN FEEL IT, CAN'T YOU? THAT RUSH OF ENERGY THAT FEELS PENT UP FOR THE LONGEST TIME. THE WAY IT TINGLES THE SPINE AND SENDS SHIVERS INTO YOUR CORE. TELL ME LYNSIE...CAN YOU FEEL IT TOO?)
I bite my lip and look away from him much to his interest.
"✡ 👍✌ 💧 💣 ❄ ✋ 👍✌ ❄ ✡ ✍ ✡ ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✌ 😐 👎 ✋ ✡ 💧 📬 ✋❄ 💧 💧 👎 👎 💧 ❄ ✋❄✍ ❄ 💣 💣✌😐 👍 ❄✌👍❄📪 ❄ 💧❄ ❄ ✋ 📬 ✌ 👎 ❄ 💧❄ ❄ ✋ 📪 ❄ 💣 ✡ ✌ ❄ ✋❄ ❄ ✌💧❄📬" (YOU CAN FEEL SOMETHING CAN'T YOU? YOU FEEL THAT SPARK DEEP IN YOUR SOUL. IT FEELS SO GOOD DOESN'T IT? THE MORE WE MAKE CONTACT, THE STRONGER THE FEELING. AND THE STRONGER THE FEELING, THE MORE YOU'LL WANT IT TO LAST.)
"Sir...This...It doesn't seem right."
" ✡✍" (WHY?)
"You're a Professor, a Dean even, and I'm a student."
"✌ 👎 ✡ ✋ ❄ ✋💧✍ 👌 ❄ ✌👎 ❄💧📬 💧 ✌💧 ✌ ✌❄✋ 💧 ✋ 👎 💧 ❄ ✋ ❄ ✋❄ ❄ ✌👍 ✋ ✌💧 ✌ ✌❄✋✞ ✋ 👍 ❄ 💧❄ 👎 ❄💧 ✌ 👎📭 💧❄✌ 📪 ✌ 💧❄ 👎 ❄ ✋❄ ✌ ❄ ✌👍 ✌❄✋ 💧 ✋ ✋💧 ❄ 👎 📬" (AND YOUR POINT IS? WE'RE BOTH ADULTS. SO LONG AS A RELATIONSHIP DOES NOT INTERFERE WITH TEACHING OR HAS A NEGATIVE INFLUENCE ON THE STUDENTS AND/OR STAFF, A STUDENT WITH A TEACHER RELATIONSHIP IS NOT FROWNED UPON.)
Oh dear lord, he's thought about this so long he looked for anything bad that would mess with it.
"👎 💧 ❄ ✌❄ ✌💧 ✡ ✋ 👎 💣✋ 👎✍" (DOES THAT HELP EASE YOUR WORRIED MIND?)
"W-why me? I'm not special."
"*sighs* ✡ 💣 💧❄ ✡ ✌💧❄ 💧 💣 👍 ❄✋💣 👌 ✋ ✞ ✠ 👎 ✞ ❄ 👌✞✋ 💧✍ 👎 ✡ ✌ ✡ ❄ 💧 ❄ ✞✌ ✡ 👎✍" (*SIGHS* WHY MUST YOU WASTE SO MUCH TIME BEING VEXED OVER THE OBVIOUS? DO YOU REALLY NOT SEE THE VALUE YOU HOLD?)
"I never really had much of a opinion of myself, no sir."
" 💧❄ 💣✡ 👍😐📪 ✡ ✌ ✌ 📬 *groan* 📪 ✋ 💣 ✌👌 ❄ ❄ 👍 ✌ ❄ ✌❄📬" (JUST MY LUCK, YOU'RE A WALLFLOWER. *GROAN* WELL, I'M ABOUT TO CHANGE THAT.)
He gets off me but keeps restraint of my wrists in one hand while dragging me behind his desk. There he fiddles in a desk drawer and pulls out hand cuffs much to my confusion.
"✡ 👎 👌 ✌💣✌ 👎 👌✡ ✌❄ 💧 💣 ✌ ✋ ❄ 📬 *cuffs my wrists* 👌 ❄ ✡ 👎 ❄ ✡ ✌👌 ❄ ❄ ✌❄📪 💣✡ ❄📬 ✋ ✌💣 ✌ 💣✌ 💧❄✌ 👎✌ 👎💧📬 ✌ 👎 ✡ 💣 ❄ 💣✡ 👎💧 ✋❄ ❄ ❄ ✡✋ 📬" (YOU'D BE AMAZED BY WHAT SOME PEOPLE ARE INTO. *CUFFS MY WRISTS* BUT YOU NEEDN'T WORRY ABOUT THAT, MY PET. I AM A MAN OF STANDARDS. AND YOU MEET MY NEEDS WITHOUT TRYING.)
He reaches into the drawer again and pulls out a gag.
"S-sir...?"
"✌💧 💣 👍 ✌💧 ✋ 👎 ✋😐 ❄ ✌ ✡ ✌💧 ✌✡ ✌ 👎📪 ✋ 💣 ✌ ✌✋👎 ✡ 👎 ❄ 👌 💧✋ ❄ ❄ ✋💧📬 👌 ❄ 👌 ❄ ✌❄📪 ✋ ✌ ❄ ✡ ❄ 💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬" (AS MUCH AS I WOULD LIKE TO HEAR YOU AS WE PLAY AROUND, I'M AFRAID YOU'LL NEED TO BE SILENT FOR THIS. BUT BEFORE THAT, I WANT YOU TO SAY MY NAME.)
"Sir? Dings?"
"💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬" (SAY MY NAME.)
"*gulp* Gaster?"
"*coos* 👎 ✋ 📬📬📬 ✡ 💣 ❄ 📬" (*COOS* GOOD GIRL...OPEN YOUR MOUTH.)
"May I ask one last question sir?"
"*sigh* ✋ ✡ 💣 💧❄📬" (*SIGH* IF YOU MUST.)
"H-how far are you going to take this?"
"✌💧 ✌ ✌💧 ✡ ❄ 💣 📬 📬📬📬 ✡ 💣 ❄ 📬" (AS FAR AS YOU'LL LET ME. NOW...OPEN YOUR MOUTH.)
Vaguely it crosses my mind as to why I'm obeying him at all. But once the idea to stop all this even registers in my brain, the gag is tied on and I'm made mute.
"💧 👍 ✌ 👎 ✋ 📬 ✞ ❄ ✡ ✞ 💧📪 ✡ 👌 ✡📬 👎 ✡ 😐 ✡✍" (SUCH A GOOD GIRL. EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE NERVOUS, YOU OBEY. DO YOU KNOW WHY?)
I shake my head.
"✋❄ 💧 👌 👍✌ 💧 ✡ 😐 ✋ ❄ ❄ ✡ 📬 ✋ ❄✍" (IT'S BECAUSE YOU KNOW I WON'T HURT YOU. RIGHT?)
I blush faintly and nod.
"✌ 👎 💧❄ ❄ 👌 👍 ✌ 📬📬📬 📬 ✌ ❄ 👎 ✋ ✌ ✡ 💧❄ ✋👎 📁 💧 ✌👎 💧 ✡ 👍 ✌ 📬 ❄ ✌❄ ✋💧 ❄ 👌✋ 💧❄ ✌👎 💧 ✋❄📬 ❄ ✌❄ ✋💧 ❄ ✌ 👌👎💧💣 ✋💧📬" (AND JUST TO BE CLEAR...NO. WE AREN'T DOING ANY STUPID '50 SHADES OF GREY' CRAP. THAT IS THE BIGGEST LOAD OF SHIT. THAT IS NOT HOW REAL BDSM IS.)
I look at him funny and he gets flustered.
" 📫 ✌❄✍ ✌💣 ✋ ❄ ✌ 👎 ❄ 😐 ❄ ✋ 💧 ✋😐 ❄ ✌❄✍" (W-WHAT? AM I NOT ALLOWED TO KNOW THINGS LIKE THAT?)
I just shrug.
" ✌❄ ✞ 📬 ❄ 📪 ✋ ✌ ❄ ✡ ❄ 👎 💣 ✌ 👎 ❄ 👍😐📬" (WHATEVER. NOW THEN, I WANT YOU TO HOLD ME AROUND THE NECK.)
I look at the cuffs and then him before reaching over his head to drape my arms around his neck.
" 👎📬 ✞ ✡ 👎📬" (GOOD. VERY GOOD.)
He takes control by holding my waist as he sits down on his chair and pulls my on top of his lap.
"✡ 💧❄✋ 💧 💣 👍 💣 ❄✌👌 📬" (YOU STILL SEEM UNCOMFORTABLE.)
I give him a look of 'you think'.
" 😐📪 ✋ ❄ 👎 ✌ ✡❄ ✋ ✡ ✡ ✌ ❄ ✌👎✡ 📬 ❄ ✋💧 ✋💧 ✌ 💧❄ ✌ ❄ 💧❄📬 😐✌✡✍ ❄ ✋ 😐 ✋❄ ✌💧 ✌ ✠❄ ✌ 👍 👎✋❄ ✌💧💧✋ 💣 ❄📬 ❄ ✋😐 ✡ ✌ ✡ 👎 ❄ ✠❄ ✌ 👍 👎✋❄📪 👌 ❄ ✡ ❄ 💣✡ ✋ ❄📬" (LOOK, I WON'T DO ANYTHING YOU FEEL YOU AREN'T READY FOR. THIS IS ALL JUST A TEST. OKAY? THINK OF IT AS A EXTRA CREDIT ASSIGNMENT. NOT LIKE YOU REALLY NEED THE EXTRA CREDIT, BUT YOU GET MY POINT.)
I shrug again.
"✌ ✋ ❄📬 ❄ ✋❄ 👌 👍 ✌ 📪 ❄ ✋💧 ✞ ✌✞ 💧 ❄ ✋💧 💣📬" (ALRIGHT. NOW LET IT BE CLEAR, THIS NEVER LEAVES THIS ROOM.)
I nod.
" 😐✌✡📬📬📬✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ 💧❄✌ ❄ 👌 ✋ ✌ 👍❄✋ ✌❄ 📬" (OKAY...I'M GOING TO START BEING AFFECTIONATE NOW.)
With his hands on my waist, he begins rubbing gently like how a kitten would knead on someone.
"✡ ✌✋💧❄ ✋💧 💧 💧 ❄📬📬📬💣💣💣💣📬📬📬✌ 👎 ❄ 👌 💧 ✡📬📬📬 📪 ✋💧 ❄ ✋💧 😐✌✡✍" (YOUR WAIST IS SO SOFT...MMMM...AND TO RUB HERE SLOWLY...HEH HEH, IS THIS OKAY?)
I smile a bit and nod which makes him smirk.
"💧 ✍ ✋ 💣 ❄ ✋ ❄ ❄ ✡ 📬 ✋ 😐 ✋ 👍✌ 👌 ✌ ❄✌👎 ✌ 💧 💧 💣 ❄✋💣 💧📬📬📬" (SEE? I'M NOT GOING TO HURT YOU. I KNOW I CAN BE A TAD HARSH SOMETIMES...)
To that I snort a laugh and he rolls his eyes.
" 😐✌✡📪 ✋ ❄ ✋❄📬 👌 ❄ ✡ 😐 💣 👌 ✋ ✌ 👎 💣✡ 👌 ❄ 💧 ✌ 📬 💧 📪 👍✌ 👌 ✌❄ ✋ ❄✋💣✌👎✌❄✋ 📬 👌 ❄ 👍 ✌ ✋❄ ❄ 💧 ❄ 💧❄📬📬📬❄ 💧 ✋😐 📬📬📬 👍✌ ✌ ✡ 👌 💧 ✞ 💧📬" (OKAY, I GET IT. BUT YOU KNOW FROM BEING AROUND MY BROTHERS HOW WE ARE. SURE, WE CAN BE RATHER INTIMADATING. BUT ONCE ALONE WITH THOSE WE TRUST...THOSE WE LIKE...WE CAN REALLY BE OURSELVES.)
I nod with understanding and nuzzle his forehead, making him blush.
"✋📫✋ 💧 ✡ 👍 💣✋ ✌ 👎 ❄ 📬📬📬*deep breath* ✋ ✡ ✌ ❄ ✌ 👎 ✌ 💧❄✋ ✌👌 📬📬📬✋ 👎 ❄ 💣✋ 👎 ✋ ✡ ✌ ❄ 👎 ❄ ❄ 👍 💣 📬" (I-I SEE YOU'RE COMING AROUND THEN...*DEEP BREATH* IF YOU WANT AND ARE STILL ABLE...I WOULDN'T MIND IF YOU WANTED TO TOUCH ME.)
My face gets really red and he eats it up.
" 😐 ✌❄ ✡ 📬 ✡ 💧 ✋ 👍 ❄📬 *licks his teeth* ✋❄ 💣✌😐 💧 💣 ✌ ❄ 💣 ✡ 📬 ❄ ✠ ✡ 📬 ❄ 😐 ✌ ❄ ✌👍 💧 ✡ ❄ ✌❄ 💣✌😐 ✡ ❄ 💣 💧❄ ✌💧 📬" (LOOK AT YOU. YOU'RE SO INNOCENT. *LICKS HIS TEETH* IT MAKES ME WANT MORE OF YOU. TO EXPLORE YOU. TO KNOW ALL THE PLACES ON YOU THAT MAKE YOU FEEL THE MOST PLEASURE.)
I giggle sheepishly and he kisses the corner of my mouth.
"✡ ✌ 📪 👌 ❄📬📬📬❄ 💧 ✌👍 💧 ✡ ✋ 👎 ✌ ✡📬📬📬 ✌ ✡ ✋😐 ❄ ❄ 👍 📬📬📬*smooch* 👌📬📬📬*smooch* 💧✈ 📬📬📬*smooch* 👍✌ 💧💧📬📬📬* smooches and laughs a bit* ✌ 👎 ✋😐 ❄ 💣✌ 💧 💣 💧❄ 💧📪 ✡ 💣 ✌ 📬 ✋ ✋ ✌ ✡ ✡ 💧 ✞✋ ❞📬" (YOU LAUGH, BUT...THERE'S PLACES ON YOU I'D REALLY...REALLY LIKE TO TOUCH...*SMOOCH* RUB...*SMOOCH* SQUEEZE...*SMOOCH* CARESS...*SMOOCHES AND LAUGHS A BIT* AND UNLIKE OTHER HUMANS OR MONSTERS, YOU'RE MORE OF A PUZZLE. ONE I WILL REALLY ENJOY SOLVING~.)
His voice carries a flirtatious tone and it gets to me, daring me almost. I accept this dare of his, nuzzling tenderly into his jaw and down to his neck while my hands rub the back of his skull sweetly. This has him lulling into me.
" 💣 💣💣📬📬📬 ✌ 📬📬📬 ✌ 📬📬📬 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✋👍 📬📬📬💣💣💣📬📬📬 💣💣 ✋ 💣 ✌📬📬📬💧 ✡ ❄ ✌✋ 💣✡ ✌ 👎💧 ✡ 👌✌👍😐📪 ✋ ✡ ❄ ❄ ✡📪 💧❄ ✌ 👌✋❄📬📬📬❄ 📬📬📬💧 ✋👎 ❄ 💣 👌✌👍😐 👎 📬📬📬 ✌👍 ❄ 📬📬📬❄ ✋💣 📬📬📬 📫 ✡ 💧😐✋ ❄📬📬📬✌📫✌ 📬📬📬" (HM HMM...UAH...UAHHH...HOOO THAT'S NICE...MMM...HMM I'M GONNA...SLOWLY TRAIL MY HANDS UP YOUR BACK, GRIP YOU THERE GENTLY, JUST A BIT...THEN...SLIDE THEM BACK DOWN...GRACE THE...TRIM OF...O-OF YOUR SKIRT...A-AHH...)
I don't really care for the uniforms. Girls have to wear skirts, I hate it because of perverts taking up-skirt pics. The tips of his phalanges slide themselves under the hem of my skirt and instinct has me try to wriggle away from it. This however has a different effect on him.
"✌ 📬📬📬 📫 📬📬📬 💣📬📬📬✡ 📬📬📬 💧💧✋ ❄❄✡ ✌ 👎 ✌ ✌✋ 💧❄ 💣 📬📬📬 📫 📬📬📬 📫 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬 💣 📬📬📬❄ 👍✌ ✌✡ ❄ ✌❄ ✌💣 📬📬📬 📬📬📬❄👍 📬📬📬 📬📬📬 📬📬📬 👍😐📬📬📬 ✌ 📬������📬 📫 📬📬📬" (AH...O-OH...HHNM...YOU'RE...PRESSING PRETTY HARD AGAINST ME NOW...L-L...L-LYNSIE...HHMN...TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME...HOOO...TCH...FF...FU...UCK...UAHH...H-HHOOOO...)
Gripping me slightly, he holds me down against him and starts grinding our hips together. This strange new friction has my eyes fluttering and soft sounds try to escape the gag. He takes notice, grinning to the sight of me slowly unwinding atop him, so much so he isn't even moving me anymore, it's all me.
"💣💣💣💣📬📬📬💧 👍 ✌ 👎 ✋ 📬📬📬*he reaches down* ✋ ✌ ✌ 😐 ✡ 👍 💧 ✋ ✋ 👎 ❄ ✋💧📬📬📬💧 ✋ 👎 ❄ 💣✋💧💧 ✌ 💧✋ 💧 ❄ 💧 👎 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✋ 💧 💣 ✡ ✋ 💧📬" (MMMM...SUCH A GOOD GIRL...*HE REACHES DOWN* I WANNA KEEP YOU CLOSE WHILE I DO THIS...SO I DON'T MISS A SINGLE SWEET SOUND THAT SLIPS FROM YOUR LIPS.)
He lightly slips a hand under my skirt and I flinch.
" ✌💧✡ 📬 💧❄ ✌✠📬 ✋ 📬📬📬✋ 😐 ❄ 👌✌💧✋👍💧 💣📬📬📬✋📫✋ 📫 ✋ ❄ ❄ 👍 📬📬📬👌 ❄📬📬📬 ❄ 💣 😐 📬📬📬 ✠✌👍❄ ✡ ✋❄ 💧 👌 💧❄📪 😐✌✡✍" (EASY NOW. JUST RELAX. I UH...I KNOW THE BASICS OF WHERE UHM...I-I'M G-GOING TO TOUCH...BUT...LET ME KNOW WHERE...WHERE EXACTLY IT FEELS BEST, OKAY?)
Now he sounds nervous. It's odd hearing him like this. But it does reassure me of his good intentions, so I nod my head.
" 📫 ✌ ✡✍ ✋📫✋ 💣 ✌ 📪 👎✏ 📪 👎📬 💣💣💣📬📬📬*chuckles into a lustful purr* 💧 📬📬📬 👌✌👎📪 👎 ✡ ✌ ❄ 💣 ❄ ✌✡ ✋❄ ✡ 📪 💣✡ ❄✍" (R-REALLY? I-I MEAN, GOOD! HEHE, GOOD. HMMM...*CHUCKLES INTO A LUSTFUL PURR* SO...HOW BAD, DO YOU WANT ME TO PLAY WITH YOU, MY PET?)
This is it, no going back from this if I keep going. I can either take the blue pill and this ends now, going back to before this ever happened. Or I can take the red pill and see just how deep the rabbit hole goes, down a road of unknown unknowns. Maybe...it wouldn't be so bad to try...
I nuzzle into his neck and purr as I press on his hand much to his glee.
" 📪 ✋💧 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✍ 💣💣📪 💣💣💣📬📬📬 ❄ 📬📬📬✋ 👍 ❄✌✋ ✡ ✌✋💣 ❄ ✌💧 📬 👌 ❄ ✋ 💧❄📬📬📬✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ ❄ ✌💧 ✡ ❞📬" (HEHE, IS THAT SO? HMM, MMM...WELL THEN...I'LL CERTAINLY AIM TO PLEASE. BUT FIRST...I'M GOING TO TEASE YOU~.)
I whine in annoyance and he chuckles as takes his hand away to place it under my shirt.
" 💣💣💣 💧 ✡ ✋ 💣✡ ✌ 👎 👎 ✡ 💧❄ 💣✌👍 📪 💣💣💣📪 ❄ ✌👍✋ ✡ ✞ ✡ 👎 💧✋ ✌👌 👍 ✞ 📪 💣💣💣 ❄ 📬📬📬*breathing hitches as his hand slips back under my skirt* 📬📬📬 ✡ ✌ 📬📬📬 ❄📬📬📬❄ ✌❄ ✋💧 ❄📬📬📬 📬📬📬 💣💣💣📬📬📬 💣✌✌✌ 📬📬📬*swallows nervously*" (HMMM SLOWLY RUNNING MY HAND DOWN YOUR STOMACH, HMMM, TRACING YOUR EVERY DESIRABLE CURVE, HHNMMM THEN...*BREATHING HITCHES AS HIS HAND SLIPS BACK UNDER MY SKIRT* OH...OHHHH YOU ARE...WET...THAT IS WET...EHEHEH...HMMM...OOOHH MAAAN...*SWALLOWS NERVOUSLY*)
I eye him funny and nudge him to get his attention.
" ✌❄✍" (WHAT?)
"*muffled*"
"✡ 😐 ✋ 👍✌ ❄ 👎 💧❄✌ 👎 ✡ 📬" (YOU KNOW I CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU.)
I flick the back of his skull and he growls.
" ✋ 📪 ✋❄ 💧 👍 💣✋ 📬 👌 ❄ ❄ 📬 *removes the gag* ✌❄ 👎 ✡ ✌✞ ❄ 💧✌✡✍" (FINE, IT'S COMING OFF. BUT NOT FOR LONG. *REMOVES THE GAG* NOW WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY?)
"Is this...Is this your first time doing...This?"
His face scrunches up all flustered.
"👎📫👎 ❄ 💣 👍😐 💣 📪 💣✌ ✏" (D-DO NOT MOCK ME, HUMAN!)
"I'm not. I'm new to this too."
"✡📫✡ ✌ ✍" (Y-YOU ARE?)
"Yes sir. I'm a virgin."
"✡ ✌📬📬📬✞📫✞✋ ✋ 📬📬📬✍" (YOU'RE A...V-VIRGIN...?)
I nod and he swallows a lump forming in his non-existent throat.
"✡ ✌ ✞✋ ✋ ✌ 👎 ✡ 💧❄✋ ❄❄✋ 💣 👎 ✌ ❄ ✋💧✍" (YOU'RE A VIRGIN AND YOU'RE STILL LETTING ME DO ALL THIS?)
"Now who's the one being vexed over the obvious."
"👌 ❄📬📬📬 ✡✍" (BUT...WHY?)
I just shrug.
"We only have one life to live as we see fit but many roads to travel on with many different results at the end. Maybe I just want to see where this path leads...with you. If that's okay."
His face is in blank disbelief.
"Sir? D-dings? ...Gaster?"
He slams his mouth on mine in a rough kiss that leaves me at his mercy as he is filled with renewed confidence. His hand down there moves under my panties and tests around my sex, making me keen.
" 📬📬📬✡ ✋😐 ❄ ✌❄✍" (OOHOH...YOU LIKE THAT?)
"It feels strange...But nice."
" ✡ ✌ ✍ ❄ ✌❄ ✋ ✋📬📬📬👎 ❄ ✋💧📬📬📬" (OH YEAH? THEN WHAT IF I...DO THIS...)
A finger enters me and my mouth opens in a quiet gasp.
"💣✡ 👎📬📬📬✋❄ 💧 💧 📬📬📬✡ 💧 ✌ 💣 ✋ 💧✋👎 📬" (MY GOD...IT'S SO...YOU'RE SO WARM INSIDE.)
I look away with a blush and his free hand turns my face back to make eye contact.
"👎 ❄ 😐 ✌ ✌✡ 💣 💣 ✏" (DON'T LOOK AWAY FROM ME!)
"Yes sir."
"📬📬📬✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ 💣 ✞ 💣✡ ✌ 👎 📬" (...I'M GOING TO MOVE MY HAND NOW.)
I nod and feel the blunt ends of his other fingers slowly run confidently over my sensitive lower lips. Everything around me is building intensely hot as I feel the shuddering spells of ecstasy rip through my body. I feel alive, as if I'm connected to the earth by the sensual rhythm of his fingers moving circles around my sex.
And he can see it clearly in my eyes as they roll back in growing pleasure. Every part of me comes to life as I shiver beneath his touch, and it's all the more fierce and powerful than I ever imagined it to be. I given myself away to him entirely as instinct moves my hips along to the gradual movements of his fingers, much to his delight.
Between my fluttering lashes I see the overwhelming lust contorting his expression as he gazes back at me. He doesn't hide how he likes the fact that I've become so submissive beneath the simplistic touch of his hands, and shows me that he loves how responsive I've become as he presses his thumb against my clit, earning him some lowly desperate sounds that I try to keep soft so the gag isn't needed.
It acts as a switch as the intensive waves of pleasure pulls together deep within my core, and I feel wetter as he touches me in a memorable way. And, suddenly, as he manages to find a collective of sensitive nerves beneath his magical fingers, a quickening shock of violent lightening rings deep within my bones.
"*sharp inhale* Ooooh sssshit Gaster..."
"💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬📬📬💧✌✡ ✋❄ ✌ ✌✋ 📬📬📬✋ ✌ ✌ ✌ ✡ 💧✌✡ ✋❄📬📬📬" (SAY MY NAME...SAY IT AGAIN...I WANNA HEAR YOU SAY IT...)
He's really enjoying this. Aside from his hand, I can feel something hard beginning to bulge against my ass. And it only feels harder as I grind on it while riding his hand.
"Ga-aahhhnster~..."
He shudders a low moan in response as his erection digs further against me. But he doesn't pull his hand away from my sex as his gradual movements speed up against the pulsating sensations beneath his fingers. I can feel it more intensely now, I can feel the otherworldly vibrations ringing through every muscle of my body, setting the blood running through my veins on fire, and setting my heart alight as I cling desperately on to him with the sound of his name barely escaping your lips.
"✋ ✌ ❄ ✌ ✡ 👍✌ ❄ ❄ 💣 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬💧 ✋ ✡ ✋😐 ❄ ✋💧📬📬📬✋ ✌ ❄ ❄ 😐 ❄ ✌❄ ✋ 💣✌👎 ✡ ❄ ✋💧 ✌✡📬📬📬💣💣💣💣📬📬📬❄ ✌❄ ✌👍 ✡ 💣✌😐✋ ✋ ❄ 📬📬📬👎✌💣 ✡ ✌✞ ✋👎 ✌ 👌 ✌ ❄✋ ✡ 😐 ✋ ❄ 📬📬📬" (I WANT HEAR YOU CALL OUT TO ME, LYNSIE...SEEING YOU LIKE THIS...I WANT TO KNOW THAT I MADE YOU FEEL THIS WAY...MMMM...THAT FACE YOU'RE MAKING RIGHT NOW...DAMN YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU LOOK RIGHT NOW...)
He can only just withhold how much he loves to see me overcome with desire like this. He moans lowly in my ear every time I clench my muscles around his hand, he grits his teeth together as he gasps and shudders against me every time I respond deliciously to the slow movements he makes. And at this point I'm not afraid to show him how sweet it feels every time he dares to explore the liquid shape of my sex as my hips slowly glide along to his touch.
I think I'm getting close now...and he's bringing me closer...higher...so much higher...fuck, oh fuck...f-fuuuuck...wait...where's his hand?
"✋ 👎 ✡ 📬📬📬" (I NEED YOU...)
I let out a small yelp as he lifts me up when he stands and pins me under him on his desk.
"✋ 👎 ✡ 📬" (I NEED YOU NOW.)
I shiver with worry but nod my head. He reaches for his pants and sets his red-violet erection free before removing my panties. He stares at me with desire written in his eyes, temptation pulling us closer like magnets.
"👎 ✡ ✌ ❄ 💣 ✍ 👎 ✡ ✌ ❄ ❄ ✋💧 ❄ ✌ ✍" (DO YOU WANT ME? DO YOU WANT THIS TO HAPPEN?)
"I...I want this. I need you...Gaster."
With that, he slowly enters me. I silently intake a sharp breath of air as he similarly gasps in pleasure. I feel as if I'm being filled up, a part of me has connected to his body and now is whole. And...fuck, it feels so messed up.
" 👍😐📬📬📬💧 ❄✋ ❄📬📬📬💧 ❄📬📬📬✌ 👎 ✡ 📬📬📬 👎📬📬📬✡ ❄ 😐 ✋❄ ✌ ✋ 📬📬📬" (OOOOOH FFFFUCK...SOOOO TIGHT...SOOOO HOT...AND YOU...OH GOD...YOU TOOK IT ALL IN...)
"*wincing* Please...Be gentle..."
"✋ ✋ 📪 💣✡ ❄📬 💧❄ ✌✠📬 ✌👎 💧❄ ❄ 💣 👌 ✋ 📬📬📬*shudders* ✋ 💧✋👎 ✡ 📬" (I WILL, MY PET. JUST RELAX. ADJUST TO ME BEING...*SHUDDERS* INSIDE YOU.)
I do as told. It takes a few moments, but after a bit I give him the okay and he is ready to continue. He buries his face against the base of my neck with a groan and slowly grinds within me. Neither of us find it necessary to rush, what with school being done with for the day.
Every small thrust, every tiny jab he makes within me is met with a powerful response deep in my abdomen. Every inch of my skin feels as if it's lit up like fireworks, the blood running through my veins sizzle across my bones in an intense explosion, flaring within my innards like a blazing inferno. My fingers cup the back of his skull, his hands grab a tight hold of my thighs, and I stifle the urge to scream as the head of his erection suddenly hits a bundle of nerves deep within me.
"O-Oh fuck..."
I breathe out desperately while trying to grasp on to him. I'm getting all sensitive like never before, and it's driving me crazy. My contorted expressions are merely fuel to his fire. He heatedly nuzzles my nape as one of his hands comes up to gently cradle my face, my heavily-lidded gaze glazes over him with lust as my body makes me beg for him.
"...Gaster...Harder..."
His hips pause and he looks at me with a faint smirk coming to his face.
"✋ 💣 💧 ✡📬 ✋ 💣 ❄ 💧 ✋ ✌ 👎 ❄ ✌❄📬 👍✌ ❄ ✌❄ ❄ ✌❄ 💣 ✍" (I'M SORRY. I'M NOT SURE I HEARD THAT. CARE TO REPEAT THAT FOR ME?)
"Please..."
" ✌💧 📬📬📬 ✌❄✍" (PLEASE...WHAT?)
He proceeds to pump his hips painfully slow and shallow, making it very hard to speak with a slacken jaw.
"P-please...oooooooh...Please go faster..."
" 💣💣💣📬📬📬✋ 💣 ❄ 💧 ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✌❄ ✡ 💧✌✋👎 ❄ ✋ 💧❄ ❄✋💣 📬" (HMMM...I'M NOT SURE THAT'S WHAT YOU SAID THE FIRST TIME.)
He drops to a agonizing crawl and I feel my being shatter.
"Harder! Please Gaster, take me harder!"
He grins with devious cocky delight.
" ✋ ✡ ✋ 💧✋💧❄📬" (WELL IF YOU INSIST.)
This has him snap as he thrusts and gradually speeds up, faster and faster, filling me more and more as I feel his length graze the sensitive nerves within my core. I've never experienced something as powerful and as intense as this as he pushes into me faster, harder...losing all sense of himself in me as his tongue hangs carelessly out his mouth, and the sight of his contorted expression, burning bright with a dark flush setting his face alight like a lantern, sends me careening over the edge of oblivion.
"I'm...I'm close...Gaster...o-oh...I think I'm close..."
"💧✌✡ ❄ ✌❄ ✌ ✌✋ 📬📬📬" (SAY THAT AGAIN...)
He orders, pushing himself mercilessly into me until the feelings stirring deep within my center spirals deliciously between my legs. He can barely take looking at my submissive expression and my eyes rolling back in pleasure. His raw voice is draped with uncontrollable lust as he grips a hold of my waist in his impossibly strong arms.
"✡ 💣📫💣✌😐 💣✡ 📫 ✌💣 📬📬📬💧 👎 💧 👎📬📬📬 ✋😐 ✞ ✞ ❄📬" (YOU M-MAKE MY N-NAME...SOUND SO GOOD...LIKE VELVET.)
My sharp gasps synchronize with his harsh thrusts, and in between the delicious rhythm of his movements, I try my best to make sense of the dizzying thoughts to call out to him.
"Gas...ahhh...G-gaster..."
I'm almost completely gone. I can feel the what I believe to be the climax coming, reaching to its absolute limits, and Gaster feels the pulsating urge to release himself shooting through his member. It's impossible to stop now.
He can't hold himself back any longer, not when he can feel me tighten around him in all the right ways. Slowly he forces me to look directly at him. In his sockets, there is unfathomable desire. In his eyes, there's a passion to make me his and his alone. I can feel it in his affectionate hands, holding me like I were porcelain. And the feeling of being wanted by him finally tips me over the edge.
"👍 💣 💣 📪 ✡ 💧✋ 📬📬📬✋ ✌ ❄ ✡ ❄ 👍 💣 ✋❄ 💣 📬📬📬💣✡ ❄📬📬📬💣✡ 👌 ✌ ❄✋ ✋ 📬📬📬" (CUM FOR ME, LYNSIE...I WANT YOU TO CUM WITH ME...MY PET...MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL...)
He releases everything he's held back all this time, the desk creaking under his force and moving ever so slightly despite it's heavy weight. He relentlessly pounds into me and fills me up as I feel my climax quivering tortuously over his member. I feel the waves of ecstasy flood my system until we're both stiff and give in to the intensive release of our orgasms.
The sheer power of climax is like nothing I've ever experienced before. I'm careening through euphoric plains of being, as if I've shed away my human skin and fractured into millions of pieces against him, blending in with the magic of being as I melt beneath him.
Through the misty haze of orgasm, I can't help but enjoy the feeling of still being connected to him. Like as if both of our forms have collided together, experiencing the ethereal feeling of sharing one existence and yet are able to still enjoy the earthly pleasures. I breathe deeply as if it's my last breath.
"✌ ✡ ✌ ✋ ❄✍" (ARE YOU ALRIGHT?)
"That...was...so...intense..."
He chuckles wearily and doesn't let go as he collapses against me as my arms fall limply over his shoulders.
"💧 👍 ✌ 👎 ✋ 📬📬📬✡ ✞ 👎✋💧✌ ✋ ❄ 💣 📬📬📬💣💣💣💣💣💣📬📬📬❄ ✋💧 👎 💧 ❄ ✡ 💧❄ ✌✋ ❄ ✌ 💧 ❄ ✡ ✌ ✋ ✡ ✌💧 👎 💣👌 ✌💧 ❄ 💧 💧 ✌❄ ✋ 💧📬" (SUCH A GOOD GIRL...YOU NEVER DISAPPOINT ME...MMMMMM...THIS WOULD SO GET YOU STRAIGHT A'S FOR THE YEAR IF YOU WERE AS DUMB AS THOSE SEAT FILLERS.)
"*giggles* Glad to be on that pretty pedestal of yours sir."
"*yawns* ❄ ✋💧 ✋💧 ✋👍 📬 ✌ ✡ 👍 💣 ❄✌👌 ✍" (*YAWNS* THIS IS NICE. ARE YOU COMFORTABLE?)
"Could be better. If you bring the chair closer..."
" ✋😐 ❄ ✋💧✍" (LIKE THIS?)
He scoots the chair closer and I prop my legs on it.
"Much better. Takes the pressure off my spine."
He smiles and cuddles me. His form is warm and comforting. I press my lips against the vertebrae of his neck with a smile and feel him heating up in response.
"*purrs* ❄ ✌❄ 💧 ✋👍 📬📬📬" (*PURRS* THAT'S NICE...)
"I aim to please. After all...*lick* I'm teacher's pet~."
"*tired shudder* ✌ ❄✡ ✋ 📬📬📬❄ ✌💧✋ 💣 ✋ ❄ ✡ ✌ 👎 💣 ✋❄📬" (*TIRED SHUDDER* NAUGHTY GIRL...TEASING ME WILL GET YOU A DEMERIT.)
"Who said I'm teasing?"
"📬📬📬 ✋✞ 💣 ✌ 💣 💣 ❄📬 📬📬✌ 👎 ✋ ✌✞ ✡ 👌 ✋ 💧 ❄ ✌💧 📬" (...GIVE ME A MOMENT. HEH HEH..AND I'LL HAVE YOU BEGGING FOR SWEET RELEASE.)
"Fair enough sir."
Honestly we're both spent and yet we're both yearning for more. It was wonderful and too much all at once, like the start of an addiction. Evert few seconds he grinds into me and my hold on him tightens. Slowly building the start for another go at wrecking his desk with our bodies.
And as I affectionately hold him close to my trembling body, eventually feeling his length harden from deep inside me, I smile wide as I hear a small thump of a heartbeat pulse within his chest. Then the thumping starts to grow louder in my muffled ears. And when I understand what it is it's too late.
"S-sir..."
"💣💣💣💣📬📬📬 👎 ✡ 💧 👎📬📬���" (MMMM...GOD YOU FEEL SO GOOD...)
"Sir I think..."
" ✌❄ 👎✋👎 ✋ ❄ ✡ ✍ 💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 📬 *groans*" (WHAT DID I TELL YOU? SAY MY NAME. *GROANS*)
"But sir there's..."
"✋ 💧✌✋👎📪 💧✌✡ 💣✡ ✌💣 ✏" (I SAID, SAY MY NAME!)
"hey gaster..."
We freeze up. Slim is on the other side of the door and thank god Dings had me lock it.
" 📫 ✌ ✡ 💧✍ 📫 ✌❄ ✌ ✡ 👎 ✋ ✌ ❄ 💧✍" (P-PAPYRUS? W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE AFTER HOURS?)
"sans's been waiting in the car and is getting all pissy. you done being gross with her or what?"
"❄ ✌ ✡ ❄✌ 😐✋ ✌👌 ❄✍✏" (THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!)
"bro, i could hear you from like two halls away. you're just lucky no one else is around."
"Told you this was awkward as hell."
"✡ 💧 ❄ 📬 *sighs and pulls out with a grunt* ✋✞ 💣 ✌ 💣✋ ❄ 📬" (YOU SHUT UP. *SIGHS AND PULLS OUT WITH A GRUNT* GIVE ME A MINUTE.)
"heh...only a minute huh?
" 👍😐 ✡ ✏" (FUCK YOU!)
"Gaster..."
" ✌❄✍✏" (WHAT?!)
I cup the back of his skull in my hands, I lock eyes with him and he gulps softly.
"Relax...*kiss* You can gloat later. Say...*whispers* after breaking your beds headboard~."
He smirks devilishly.
" 📬📬📬✋ ✞ ❄ ✌✡ ✡ ❄ ✋ 😐📪 💣✡ ❄❞📬" (OOOH...I LOVE THE WAY YOU THINK, MY PET~.)
"I told you sir...I aim to please."
He chuckles and slips away from me to fix himself up.
"Um...Sir?"
"✡ 💧✍" (YES?)
I show my still cuffed wrists.
" 📬📬📬 ✋ ❄📬" (OH...RIGHT.)
He digs around in a drawer and gets the key, freeing me from his bonds...for now.
Unlocking the door, Slim just looks at us with a knowing but uncaring smile.
"so...you two have quite the 'discussion'?"
"💣 👍😐 ✌ ✡ ✌ ❄📬 ✋ 👎 ❄ 👍✌ 📬" (MOCK ALL YOU WANT. I DON'T CARE.)
"okay, i will."
Dings sneers.
"Come on you two. It's late, can we just go home?"
"sure. but aren't you forgetting something?"
"What?"
"you forgot your panties."
Slim points to the discarded undergarment and I blush.
"nice pair by the way."
"...Shut up."
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YO OKAY
SO I finally got myself together and wrote the SoC next-gen AU that I’ve been talking about. Yaay! 
Special thanks to @savagekaz , @henrymarsette , @dirtyhandsnet and everyone else who was passionately encouraging me to write this thing. It makes me really happy and I hope you like this. <3
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Six years after the events of Crooked Kingdom...
As Kaz Brekker stared out the fourth-floor window, he twirled the slim gold band around his ungloved finger, trying not to imagine it where it should be: on the slim dark finger of a girl who was most likely dead and gone.
He heard her voice in his head, a painful but welcome reminder. “Don't be so dramatic, Kaz,” she'd say with that endearing eyeroll he had come to love.
“Then come home,” he'd say to her now.
He looked out his office window, moving until he could see Fifth Harbor, his eyes lingering on The Wraith 's berth.  Through the dark night and pouring rain, he couldn’t see much, but it was the thought that counted.  That berth had been empty for three years, her captain and crew lost somewhere between Novyi Zem and Ketterdam.  Kaz had tried to bring her home, had deployed his every resource, even asked Nikolai for help at great (and often irritating) expense, but the ship had vanished.
And with it had been the girl he wanted to marry. [Read on Ao3]
He tucked the ring into its box and snapped the box closed, hiding it in the false bottom of his desk drawer.  There was a sudden commotion downstairs, loud shouts that signaled a brawl or a heist.  Either way, he wasn't about to let his people get into any dirty business that he didn't have his hands in.
When he reached the first landing, he realized it was rapping at the door that was causing such a disturbance.  He strode for the door, ignoring the apprehensive looks of his people.  No one dared knock on the door of the Slat without a good reason, a reason that only Kaz Brekker needed to attend to.
He recognized the two boys on the doorstep - they were part of Inej’s crew, recruited after a raid done right on the edge of the Barrel.  His heart made a sickening leap in his chest.
“What business?” To his own ears, his voice was hoarse and harsh.
The taller one shifted a bundle in his arms.  Kaz didn’t invite them in out of the rain, merely regarded them with a cool stare.  “We came from The Wraith.   We have a message from Inej Ghafa.”
Kaz turned to the sitting room.  “Everyone out!”  No one argued but there were plenty of curious whispering, lingering stares that Kaz knew he would have to quell eventually.
He turned to them, inviting them in by posture though not by word.  “What is the message?”
The taller boy shifted the blankets in his arms, handing Kaz a worn scrap of paper.  Kaz forced his hands not to tremble as he squinted through the fading ink.
Kaz,
I hope this reaches you.  I haven’t much time and I know that most of what I could say will leave you with questions. The Wraith was boarded, its markings and flags stripped, and my crew and I were taken hostage.  It has taken us three years to plan even this small of an escape. If I run, my remaining crew will only suffer further.  I refuse to let that happen.
This little girl’s name is Jordan.  She is our daughter but I don’t expect you to care for her.  A good mother always and only wants her her child to be safe.  That’s why I sent her to you.  Please find her somewhere safe, someone who will raise her and care for her.  For me.
I can hear you laughing now. Yes, Ketterdam is not a safe place for a child.  But you can make a world for her that is.  I know because you did it for me.  So stop grumbling, Kaz.
I will find a way home to you. I’m sorry.  I miss you.
I love you.
-Inej
He took a deep breath, tucked the letter into his breast pocket and reached for the bundle in the boy’s arms.  “Careful, she’s asleep,” he murmured but his caution went unheeded to Kaz’s ears.
She looked like her mother, Kaz realized with a clench of his heart, though she had a very Kerch jaw.  She stirred, blinked sleepily and regarded him with bleary coffee-brown eyes.  “Where’s Mama?” she asked, her voice small.
Kaz couldn’t look away.  With a look, he dismissed Inej’s men, knowing he should let them stay, unable to bear the thought.  “Your mother… she’s not here.  She sent you to me so I could keep you safe.”
A little frown creased her brow.  “Are you my papa?”
Kaz held her a little tighter, pressing her head to his shoulder.  “I’m your papa, Jordan.”  The name was unfamiliar on his tongue.  He could have kissed or killed Inej for choosing it for their daughter.  “You’re safe now.”
She made a small noise and fell silent, nuzzling into his neck.  Kaz sighed, wondering what is was about this girl that made him want to burn down the world for her.
He really was horrible at caring for children.  He should ask Jesper for pointers.
“Get down!”
The bullet whizzed straight past Jordan’s ear just before she ducked.  The man in front of her fell as she turned to glare over her shoulder.  “You could have shot me!”
Alexander holstered his revolvers, a broad grin splitting his face.  Jordan tucked her knife into the sheath on her arm. “You okay, Vickie?” she asked, gingerly touching the cut on her cheek.  Alexander’s frown was one of concern.  She shrugged.   I’m okay.
“Don't call me Vickie,” Victoria grumbled, casually checking Alexander for injuries.
“I'm fine, Tori,” he murmured, batting her hand away when her fingers danced over a burn on his shirt. “It was me, not them.”
“As long as you're not spontaneously combusting, I'm happy,” Jordan quipped, checking the window. “Can you both climb?  We need to go before anyone-” Jordan sprang back as the windowpane shattered. “Damn!”
“You were saying?” Victoria snarked.  Jordan rolled her eyes. Alexander positioned himself protectively between Victoria and the only other exit in the room. Jordan reached for her knife again and Victoria made a grab for her pistol.
When the door banged open, both of the Fahey-Van Eck children almost shot their father.
“What the hell?” Jesper Fahey put his hands in the air until his children put their weapons down.  Jordan took a split second to appreciate the fury spreading over Victoria’s face.  “What are you doing here?”
“What are you doing here, Da?” Alexander holstered his revolvers for the second time.  Jordan sheathed her knife with an exasperated sigh, fighting a smile when she saw that Victoria practically had steam coming from her ears.
“I could ask you the same question.  This is a pleasure house.”
“It was,” Jordan shrugged, planting her hands on her hips.  “I convinced them to… relocate.”
“Spoken like a Barrel boss.”
Jordan bit her lip, scanning the room.  Alexander and Victoria shared an ‘uh-oh’ look between the two of them.  “Did you break the window?” She asked Jesper.
“Scheming face?” She heard Alexander whisper to his sister.
“Most likely,” she whispered back, poking him in the side to shush him.
“No.” Jesper’s response came out more of a question. Before Jordan could continue her line of thought, measuring the room’s dimensions and trying to envision what could have broken the window, rapid gunfire sounded from the back of the house.
“Run now, think later,” Alexander said, shoving Jordan in the back until she broke into a run, following Jesper and Victoria down the stairs.
They made it to the streets, narrowly skirting heavy gunfire, their feet loud on the streets.  Jordan had to smile when she saw Jesper grinning, presumably thinking of his glory days.
“That was something,” she breathed, watching her breath float away on the cold wind.  She cataloged their successes.  Twenty-some girls were freed and, while Alexander had given chase to the man who owned the pleasure house, Victoria had uncovered very interesting financial documents that would surely cause the man’s ruin at the Exchange.
Alexander appeared at her side, materializing from the shadows, his blue eyes and dark skin glowing in the lights of the street lamp. “We did good.”
Jordan saw Victoria showing Jesper the papers she retrieved from the pleasure house’s office.  “Yeah,” she agreed.  “Not bad.”
They made it to Victoria’s favorite waffle house, a rickety building crammed between two houses.  Jordan and Alexander shared a plate of chocolate-chip waffles while Jesper and Victoria ordered heaping plates of their own.
Victoria was lean and pale, all sharp angles and messy reddish-brown hair.  When she smiled, the world seemed to light up.  Jordan watched heads turn across the restaurant when she laughed.  Alexander’s eyes crinkled around the edges, fondness playing at his features.  As polar as they were to one another, there was real unreplicatable love between them.
Next to them both, Jordan felt plain and inadequate.  Distasteful people described her as exotic, with her brown Suli skin and matching eyes, but she preferred the anonymity that her father’s looks provided.  She was often jealous of Victoria and Wylan.  No one ever stared at them when they walked down the street.
Alexander shoved the whipped cream onto Jordan’s side of the waffles.  “She likes it,” he said to his father’s raised eyebrow.
“And you don’t?” Jesper pretended to be dramatically wounded.  “Whose son are you?”  Alexander laughed under his breath while Victoria rolled her eyes. “Good to see you’re not at that point yet where you’re embarrassed by your father’s behavior.”
Jordan could never tell if he was kidding.  She wasn’t great with this sort of thing.
She took a bite of her waffles, letting the whipped cream melt on her tongue.  The cut on her cheek stung when she chewed.  Alexander touched it hesitantly with the back of his hand.  His skin was cool.  “You should clean that out.”
She shrugged.  “First food.  Then sleep.”
Alexander’s hand dropped from her cheek.  His fingers tangled in a strand of her hair.  She tried not to shiver.  “Food, personal care, sleep.  In that order.”
Jesper was too busy reading over Victoria’s stolen document to pay them much mind but Victoria’s clever grey eyes were tracking her brother’s every move.  “Not a word,” Alexander said lowly to Victoria, referencing some secret to which Jordan wasn’t privy.  She didn’t mind - siblings needed their secrets.
She had secrets of her own, most notably the birth certificate she had found in her father’s office this morning. She had wanted to tell Alexander about it but with him had come Victoria and she was hesitant to let the younger Fahey-Van Eck in on such a potentially volatile secret.  Besides, this had been Victoria’s first job with them and Jordan didn’t want to rattle her.
The birth certificate was hers, but not.  It carried a different last name but the birth date was hers. Jordan Ghafa. It was so familiar but she needed Alexander’s clever mind to make sure she wasn’t insane.
When the plates were cleared, they walked home in the pitch black.  Victoria and Alexander wandered ahead; Victoria was talking gleefully about the Exchange and Alexander was listening intently. Jordan jammed her hands in her pockets, feeling the handle of the knife on her belt through her coat’s lining.
“You did good work tonight,” Jesper said, coming up behind her.  “Your mother would be proud.”
Jordan’s head snapped toward him.  “My mother?”
Jesper’s face morphed from concerned to guilty.  “Kaz never told you, did he?  Sweet Ghezen .”
“Told me what?” Jordan’s voice sounded uncharacteristically tight to her own ears.
“He never told you about your mother?” Now Jesper wore the face of a man who now knows he shouldn’t have said anything.
“No. Nothing.” She felt her eyes hardening.  If Victoria were beside her, she would be telling Jordan to shut up.
They were walking through Fifth Harbor now.  The cry of gulls and the lapping of waves against the boat hulls soothed her nerves.  Jesper was scanning the streets as if seeking an answer to Jordan’s questions.  Jordan counted the berths, once, twice and then again.
“Hey!” Jordan exclaimed.  Ahead of them, Alexander ground to a halt, dragging Victoria with him.  “There’s a ship in berth 22.  In The Wraith’s spot.”
“So?” Victoria’s pale brow was drawn.  Two bells sounded above them.  Kaz would be furious with her for being home late but Jesper’s eyes - wider than dinner plates - and Alexander’s slack jaw convinced her feet to stay.
“There isn’t supposed to be a ship in berth 22,” Jesper murmured.  He turned abruptly to his children, all joviality out of his tone. “You two, get home.  Tell your father I’ve gone to the Crow Club.  Jordan, go home.”
Alexander gave Jordan a worried look as his father sprinted toward the Dregs-owned gambling hall.  “What the…?”
Jordan shrugged, worry gnawing at her heart. Something is about to happen.   “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Victoria gave her a hug.  “See you, Jordan.”
“You were great,” she told her younger friend.  The Fahey-Van Ecks set off for home but Jordan remained, pacing the planks of the harbor while staring at the offending ship.
Screw this, she thought.  I’m not going to wait for them to find out what’s going on.  I’m Jordan Brekker.  I get my own answers.
Running her hand over the knife sheathed on her forearm, she approached the ship.  It was small and stripped bare of any adornments or recognizable marks and there was no sign of life onboard.  She reasoned that the crew had gone out for the night, off to gambling dens or pubs or who knows where.  But that rationale wasn’t enough to sate her curiosity.
She swung aboard the ship, the lack of gangplank little to deter her.  The planks creaked under her feet as she made her way belowdecks to where the captain’s quarters would most likely be.  The door hung ajar, a small light flickering in the shadows.  Knife at the ready, she peeked around the corner.
A woman, slight and small with large brown eyes, blinked back at her, seemingly unsurprised by her arrival.  Jordan stepped fully into the doorway, keeping her face in shadows, stifling a sigh of resignation.  “Who are you?” The woman asked in accented Kerch.
“Who are you?” Jordan countered, sweeping the room for any sign of danger.  “You aren’t to be docked in this berth.”
The barest of smiles tugged at her lips.  “But I am.  This is my berth.”
“This…” Jordan looked around the room as if to find some clue contrary to her assumption.  “This is The Wraith ?”
The woman shifted on the bed, another small smile flickering at the edge of her mouth.  “It was.  But you still haven’t answered my question.”
Jordan slipped from the shadows.  The woman’s eyes went wide, darting to take in all of Jordan, her fitted black clothes, her choppy black hair, the knife on her belt.  “Jordan?” Her voice was a tiny whisper, a trembling thing.
“How… How did you know?” Jordan felt the ship rock under her feet.  Everything was moving too fast.  She wanted Alexander so she could grab at his wrist, feel his solid presence.
“He didn’t tell you?  About me?” Hurt flashed across the woman’s face as she stood.  She was a couple inches shorter than Jordan but as thin as a sheaf of Victoria’s drawing paper.  It was painfully obvious that she hadn’t eaten well in a long time.  But shouldn’t a ship’s captain have enough to eat?
“Who didn’t- What?” How she hated to stutter.  She tried to put herself together but it was an uneasy thing when there were more questions than answers.
“Kaz Brekker.”  She said the name like it was a prayer.
Jordan nodded.  “My papa.  What about him?”
“He didn’t tell you about me?  About the Wraith?”
She nodded.  “He did, all the time.  Inej Ghafa, former Menagerie girl, spider, and captain of the eponymous ship.”  Victoria would be proud of her vocabulary.  “She was a Dregs legend, the best one.”  Jordan felt a piece of a puzzle click into place.  She remembered the document she had found in her father’s safe. Saints, no.
The woman extended a hand as if to shake Jordan’s.  “My name is Inej Ghafa.  But you can call me the Wraith if you’d rather.”
Running footsteps from above decks told Jordan that they were no longer alone.  “Stay back,” she told Inej, silently closing the door and leaning her full weight against it.  After a moment, she heard familiar voices and flung it open, effectively startling the twelve-year-old messenger employed by the Dregs.  “What business?”
“Kaz sent me to find out who was in the berth,” he stuttered, voice full of unease.  Jordan would have expressed sympathy at any given time but she wanted nothing more than answers and to be off this ship.  
“Tell him…” Inej’s voice was trembling but her gaze was sure.  “Tell him that the Wraith is home.  He’ll come.”
The boy nodded, sprinting back the way he came.  Jordan turned to Inej again, her back against the door, her spine colliding with the handle.  “How did you know my name.”
“Jordan Rietveld saved his brother’s life in death,” Inej murmured, studying her hands.  “I chose that name because I had hoped you would be the one to carry others to the shore.”
Jordan’s world tilted on its axis.  Memories surfaced, little snippets of glossy hair clenched in her fists, a term of endearment in Suli, a bedtime story in Ravkan.  It was her voice.
It couldn’t be.
“Who the hell is Jordan Rietveld?”
Inej did not reply.
She lost track of how long they stood there and stared at one another but the familiar sound of cane-and-foot broke Jordan out of her thoughts.  “Papa!” She shouted up the stairs.  “Down here!”
She was surprised to hear her father breathless.  “Inej?” His voice was hopeful, burning as it left his mouth and something that Jordan could almost consider to be humble.
She took two tentative steps toward the door, toward Kaz, and reached out with one hand.  Jordan watched in awe as he took it, twining their fingers together and touching his lips to her forehead.  “Inej,” he whispered and there was no pain in his voice.  Jordan felt like a stranger, an intruder.  Again, she missed Alexander’s steady presence.
“Hello, love.” The smile crossing her face was so bright it was blinding.  Jordan slipped from the room, leaving them to their moment, her throat tight and her stomach clenching.
Who are you? She wanted to ask the woman in her father’s arms.   Are you my mother?  Why did you leave me.  Why did you come back?
She backed out of the room, sprinting above decks, letting her feet carry her to the Van Eck estate.  She didn’t care how late it was.  She needed her best friend.
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the  crowded smartphone market today has a lot of brands, mostly are the Chinese, out there. But Huawei is one of the top global brands and has good stand in multiple markets with most of the price ranges – entry level, budget, lower/upper mid-range, high-end and premium. With that lot in the market customers always struggle to decide which one they really should buy. Huawei has just tried to attract those customers with its Nova 3i smartphone.
The company’s Huawei P20 Pro was the most recent premium smartphone from the company where the next Mate 20 is ready to be unveiled next month. Among the premium smartphone fight, Huawei recently launched its Nova 3 smartphone series. Nova 3i and the Nova 3 cover mid-range and upper midrange (or say lower high-end) markets. Nova 3i costs PKR 39,999/- (or USD 320) in Pakistan and the Nova 3 costs PKR 59,999/- (or USD 480).
Considering the fact that most consumers would be spending on their low-budgets, reviewing the cheaper model Nova 3i would be best at this time. So if you are reading this just before your next purchase, just wait a bit more and you’ll know that if you want or do not want to add Nova 3i into your next purchase list in this price range. So just forget about Nova 3 for now as this review will be all about Huawei Nova 3i.
Huawei Nova 3i – Black review unit – KA/TechProlonged
If you have never bought or even heard of Huawei Nova series, it’s not uncommon. While the series did exist before, but the company never promoted it like the way they did this year. In fact, Huawei Pakistan thrown a full fledged launch event to introduce the duo of the smartphones in the country.
The Nova series has been targeting the mid-range for a few year, so do the Nova 3i. However the new Nova 3i is in no way similar to what Huawei has brought before in the series. Bringing better camera and better chipsets with this series is an impressive step by the company, but the design and esthetics is the key element of Nova 3i that makes it stand out in its class.
Huawei launched the Nova 3i in three colors – the Black, Pearl White, and Iris Purple. You can look at the official render of the smartphone in those three colors.
Huawei Nova 3i – Official Render Colors – /Huawei
Before we go into detail, you should have a quick look through the key features of Huawei Nova 3i.
Quick Features and Specifications
Huawei Nova 3i SoC Chip: Kirin 710 CPU: Octa-core (4x Cortex-A73 + 4x Cortex-A53) GPU: Mali-G51 MP4 Memory RAM 4GB Storage: 128GB OS / Software Android 8.1 / EMUI 8.2 Display 6.3-inch 2340 x 1080 Full HD, 19.5:9, ~409 ppi Rear Camera Dual 16MP + 2MP Front Camera Dual 24MP + 2MP Battery 3340mAh Size/Weight 158 x 75.2 x 7.5 mm /169 grams Sensors Accelerometer, Gyro, Proximity, Ambient light, Compass Fingerprint Connectivity Wi-Fi: 2.5GHz (802.11 b/g/n)
When launched in July, the Nova 3i was the first phone that featured company’s latest mid-range chip, Kirin 710. The processor has impressed many being shipped in a midrange smartphone and can be compared with Snapdragon 660 for its day to day performance. Do not count the graphics performance for comparison and wait for it as it comes below.
PROS CONS
Stunning Design with Dual Glass
Impressive display
Powerful battery timing
Nice camera
Adequate gaming
No USB Type C
No Fast Charging
No Video Stabilizer
Let’s move on and see what you will get if you tend to buy the Huawei Nova 3i. A separate unboxing session of Nova 3i was already done last week, you can check that if you want but here’s the list of things which will come in the retail package.
Nova 3i Box Contents
The device – Huawei Nova 3i
Connectivity/Charging cable
Travel charger – 5V+2A
SIM eject tool
User guide
Add-on silicon back cover
Add-on screen protector
Build and Design
As we have noted in our earlier recent experiences with Huawei flagship devices, Huawei has literally chosen the dual-glass design for its devices. In fact, it didn’t stick to company’s premium devices, as the Nova 3i now also comes packed in the dual back/front glass.
There’s been no question over Huawei’s build quality and the company has maintained it for years. I can say the same for the Nova 3i even when it’s all glass, it’s smooth and as premium as on a flagship. That back-glass design on a mid-range smartphone does take the aesthetics on par in this price range. Well
Nova 3i has 2.5D curved glass fully covering the whole front and back while the body is packed with the metal frame inside. Hence it’s a tripped down variant of the Nova 3, it’s overall the same design. You can’t quickly recognise both by their design. However the Nova 3 has slightly more curved back glass, is a bit slimmer, and weighs 3 grams less. So you’ll have a little more bulky phone in your hands as Nova 3i that weighs 169 grams.
Looks like, Huawei is also moving the branding and labels to the side of the phone as they did on Huawei P20 Pro and then P20 lite. There is no logo design with leaves but only the written “HUAWEI” logo in bold on the left side of the back. Besides there are same label, make and mode.
The same side hosts the dual-camera module on the top corner and prints the camera labels below in the same direction as logo. It reads “DUAL LENS” – “1:2.2/26 ASPH” means at least one (or both) camera of the two has a fixed f/2.2 lens aperture and focal length of 26mm (equivalent to 35mm focal length). Below the camera module you can see an LED flash.
That’s also something you can easily tell the difference visually from the Nova 3 for a different dual-camera setup and it reads different camera labels with “AI CAMERA” instead.
Right there on the back there is a fingerprint scanner – it’s as fast as it always been on a Huawei smartphone.
Other Components
Other common components include the micro USB port on the bottom of of the phone along with the speaker grill. The mouthpiece (or the primary mic) is there as well as 3.5mm audio jack is also placed on the bottom.
The top side of the phone only hosts a secondary mic for noise cancellation and stereo recording.
On the right side of the phone, there are the power button and the volume rocker. The hybrid SIM slot is available on the left side of the phone. Nova 3i also has dual-SIM support but when used with a microSD card, only one SIM can be used.
Now there you can spot the front display as well. The top portion of the display has a notched cut-out that hosts another couple of front-camera, the sensors and the earpiece. This notch is a bit wider than we have seen on Huawei P20 series but not as much wider as it is on the iPhone X.
Related: iPhone XS, iPhone XS Max and iPhone XR
Front and Display
There’s a catch, OPPO and Vivo has gone even further down reducing the size of the notch in their recent smartphones. OPPO F9 got a new “V” shaped notched housing only a front camera while the earpiece comes between the front-glass and the frame. Likewise the the Vivo V11 and V11 Pro come with a new “U” shaped cut-out that we saw the very first time last year in Essential Phone. However, Huawei chose a wider space probably to host two cameras for selfies.
The bezels around the phone are not as thin as they were on P20 Pro either with a little prominent chin below the screen. The full front profile carries a 6.3-inch display with aspect ratio of 19.5:9. The display resolution 2340 x 1080 pixels serves with the pixel density of around 409 ppi and 82.1% screen-to-body ratio.
Thanks to the slimmer bezels and the almost half the bezel on top, the same sized phone can bring you a larger screen. Hence, the handling remains comfortable without extra bulk on the phone and without oversized for one-handed operations.
The large display is sure impressive right away when you first turn on the phone. Thanks again to Huawei that they actually felt a need to ship the phones with oleophobic coating out-of-the-box. It indeed makes the display clear from fingerprint smudges and it makes the touch experience smooth.
The display is sharp and crisp with its resolution, however the bad thing is the notch is always noticeable even when the screen is off. Huawei used TFT IPS LCD on Nova 3i which might be the problem as I have seen Vivo V9 which used IPS in-cell display and had impressively deep blacks. Huawei could have used AMOLED in its expensive model however it also featured the same IPS panel.
However this factor only noticeable when the phone is off or the screen is turned off. If the screen is on or it’s showing anything bright, you won’t feel the notch if hidden by software settings. Yes, just like P20 series, you can go to settings and hide the notch by darkening the shoulders around it.
There are scenarios when the phone software will cover the top area when any incompatible app is running on the front. That’s due to the non-standard aspect ratio which is turning out to be the most recent trend.
The IPS display on Nova 3i is also not bad at all – it’s really bright indoors and nicely visible outdoors. While overall bright user interface helps in outdoors but some dark interfaces doesn’t impress due to lower contrast ratio.
Software and UI
Huawei Nova 3i runs Android 8.1 Oreo operating system with the proprietary EMUI 8.2 software layer on top. Huawei’s software shipment approach is like most vendors which depends on the device model.
Huawei jumped from the version 5 to 8 for its EMUI skin with the launch of Mate 10 last year. You might already know about that as has been P20 series already shipped with the EMUI 8.1 version. In fact Nova 3i comes with an upgrade 8.2 and has some extra features specially in its native camera app.
Even though the Nova 3i runs a newer version, it lacks on some features which we have seen in the flagship P20 Pro. The feature set is more like the P20 lite as that’s obvious difference between a premium and a mid-range device.
I literally missed the dark interface in Nova 3i, it used to turn the whole white theme into black in Huawei P20 Pro. Thought it would be nice to have on an IPS display.
Software based Notch Handler
It’s good that this software based top bezel aligns with the notch’s bottom edge and more importantly it matches the physical chin bezel below the screen. Even better is that the software bezel on top keeps all the information that would show up alongside the notch as statuses and other notification icons.
Lock, Unlock and Home Screen
First of all, the lock screen comes first after you have setup your phone, with the same Magazine style by default as always. You can change the categories to load wallpapers from, in this specific style. Just in case if you didn’t know, this style loads a new wallpaper every time you press power button to wake up the phone. Some quick options are also present on the lock screen.
The home screen can be configured as always to have different layout of icons. Folders and context menu is there that you can initiate by tap and holding an icon – you can still drag the icon that way by ignoring the menu and continue with dragging.
App Drawer
Default home screen style is just old without the app drawer but you can turn it on by going through Settings > Display > Home screen style > Drawer. Huawei must move this option to the home screen customize settings, it will be more quick and easy that way.
Variety of Navigation Styles
In addition to common three-key navigation that you have seen in above screenshots – recent apps, home, and back keys, Nova 3i has two more navigation options. Single-key navigation, and navigation dock.
Navigation Dock. When enabled, a dock is appeared floating on the screen which you can simply tap, tap & hold, hold & stretch and drag to respectively navigate to back, home, recent tasks view or move the dock itself.
Security & Privacy
Fingerprint and Face Unlock are the two basic security features in Nova 3i. There is indeed no objection over fingerprint scanner as it’s as fast as always Huawei has made it. Face Unlock, on the other hand, was also impressively fast beyond my expectations.
PrivateSpace
In addition to various security and privacy features like App Lock, user profiles, Huawei has added a new PrivateSpace which I guess is more useful than user profiles. Unlike user profiles you don’t need to choose the user first to switch to. Instead, you can just turn it on with your main profile and set a different PIN code to unlock into this space right from your own main profile’s lock screen. In fact you can set a different finger to go into this space without any other input on the lock screen. It’s a perfect option to apply on a case when you need to give out your phone temporarily to anyone for a while, you can put your finger (that you have set for PrivateSpace) on the scanner and it will be unlocked into that space. You can even share that PIN code with them as it’s totally a separate space and won’t show anything from your main profile.
Phone Manager
The phone manager is still there and it’s an important part of Huawei smartphones, I appreciate that as most of the things it would handle from management of memory to the privacy features. Phone manager app include everything from permissions, mobile data control, memory cleaner and management, Avast virus scanner is built-in, app locker and then a shortcut to battery options.
Game Suite
Huawei Nova 3i comes with the Game Suite, it allows users to add certain games in a list that will provide the users with uninterrupted gaming experience. In addition the system will optimize the settings for better performance in selected games. This may also consume more power and you may experience heat up.
Smart Screen Resolution
Nova 3i has a native resolution of 2340 x 1080 pixels which is also default resolution. The system allows you to set the resolution down to 1560 x 720 pixels which will consume low power. In addition, there is  a Smart resolution option; when turned on, the system will automatically adjust the screen resolution when needed. Specially when the battery is low.
Other Features
There some more features such as HiTouch. A certain gesture of touch – holding two fingers, will identify a product on screen and will search online using Amazon Assistant.
There display related settings which are pretty much useful for many. “Eye comfort” allows you to set the screen light from cold to warmer tint. I usually use it at about 25% on the provided scale.
“Color mode and temperature” can separately be adjusted if you are not using the Eye comfort feature. This will allow you to set on-screen colors to be vivid or normal. Additionally you can the color temperature on the color palette.
System Performance
As noted above, the Nova 3i is the first smartphone to feature Kirin 710 – company’s latest mid-range system-on-chip. Replacing Kirin 659, the new 710 is supposed to power upcoming mid-range smartphones from Huawei. With respect to specifications, the Kirin 710 is supposed to outperform the predecessor about doubles the time, even in graphics. Kirin 710 also competes the Snapdragon 660 at some extent but stays a bit behind the Adreno GPU.
That’s all according to the things on paper. However the Nova 3i, with that processor, impressed with its performance in almost everything we threw at it. Day to day performance was quite impressive without any kind of lag. Everything was smooth and responsive without any objection.
I know most of you would be reading this part only to know about gaming. Considering a mid-range smartphone, it did really good. What else would you test it for when PUBG Mobile will be enough to read the system optimization and provide you with the set of graphics configuration. The game automatically configured on the second level of graphics “balanced” and frame rate at “medium”. This default configuration gave me the wonderfully lagless experience. The game also allowed me to go 1-level up in configuration but the experience was doomed.. That For the price, it does the job.
Other games like Asphalt 9, Asphalt Xtreme, Need for Speed Nitro, Mortal Kombat X, Modern Combat 5 should all be good to play on Nova 3i. You can always use the Nova 3i’s Game Suite to boost your gaming experience.
The Nova 3i also supposed to be running with GPU Turbo update, so this should really enhanced your experience as well.
This part also can not be completed without benchmark scores, so check below how does the Nova 3i stand among the competition.
  Battery Performance
Nova 3i has impressed me after months with its superb battery timing. It seems that new Kirin 710’s 10nm manufacturing process is doing its job.
Nova 3i packs a 3340mAh battery which should be enough for many with day to day tasks like phone calls, text, social interaction, streaming video and music, etc. Actually that will easily give over a day backup.
Excessive camera usage may take some battery juice but it’s better than most we have tested recently. GPS navigation is also a key battery drainer, but Nova 3i seems to have it managed well. Last but not least, gaming is something that will take most of the battery juice but I am talking about some graphically vigour titles.
Camera – Photos and Videos
Huawei Nova 3i features four cameras – tow on the front and two on the back. Just like the company first did with Huawei Mate 10 lite last year. The dual rear cameras features a 16MP primary sensor with a 2MP secondary sensor for depth mapping. It helps producing bokeh effect in portrait mode or aperture mode.
The camera user interface is completely overhauled as we saw in the P20 Pro, however it indeed lacks on some features. But Nova 3i comes with a new set of features in camera app – AR Lens. It offers you to use QMoji, Facial effects, Backgrounds and 3D objects.
The UI is exactly similar to P20 Pro’s. Nova 3i also offers you to shoot in Pro-mode, however a specific “Night” mode offers you to straight out of the box option to take shots in darkest environment. The mode can work impressively when hand-held if you try to keep yourself steady. It takes a 5 sec exposure at lowest possible ISO sensitivity according to the scene. You can choose your own exposure time and ISO as well in this mode.
Huawei Nova 3i features company’s AI algorithm that is “driven by learning over 100 million images.” As per the claims, it can “recognize 22 categories of 500+ scenes and provides optimized settings instantly.” Unlike the P20 Pro that gave you the option in settings to turn on the “Master AI” option to take this affect, Nova 3i brings the option directly on top of the viewfinder. You can see the first screenshot above.
Camera Performance
The most important part is always the camera performance and image quality. The Nova 3i camera managed to work nicely to produce true and vibrant colors. The camera brings the right amount of sharpness in bright light and the dynamic range is also good. The camera did well gaining right detail.
Huawei seems to have improved much in software side for camera and it has shown really good results in Nova 3i. Noise is handled impressively in dark areas, in addition to enhancing sharpness and colors.
Unfortunately, the Nova 3i disappointed in low light conditions where the images are less sharp with less fine detail. However, the camera managed to reproduce the accurate colors.
Nova 3i Normal Mode Auto
Nova 3i Normal Mode Auto
Nova 3i Normal Mode Auto
Nova 3i Normal Mode Auto
Nova 3i Normal Mode Auto
Normal vs AI Mode
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Portrait Mode
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Front Camera
The Nova 3i features a dual-camera on the front as well – 24MP primary sensor with f/2.0 lens aperture and a 2MP secondary sensor for depth mapping. Like rear, the front camera also has a support of system’s AI features and the beauty mode is way better than before. However, I don’t like to take selfies in beauty mode, it’s good to use a bit of it on the scale.
Quality and performance wise, the front camera also struggles in low-light conditions. Thanks to the screen flash that could help with an improved selfie quality.
Front Camera Low Light
Front Camera Portrait Mode
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  Conclusion
Huawei Nova 3i is a competitive piece of hardware in this price range. Everything it does with anything it has, is rightly done. There are, however, some elements which I believe would be good if there were – such as fast charging, USB Type-C. These two features would make the Nova 3i stand of the crowd. But you’ll have to deal with these missing things.
The price tag of PKR 40,000/- gives you a good range of options such as OPPO F9 or Vivo V11, but eventually it all depends on individual’s preference. Nova 3i is good balanced feature-pack smartphone in this price range, plus you get a really premium feel with dual-glass and metal inside. Nova 3i has a good camera performance while the display is just an IPS.
General performance of Nova 3i is also comparable to the ones in the price range. The ones with Snapdragon 660 may give you a bit boosted performance in gaming due to having higher clock-rate. Overall performance, however, is much balanced  between the competition.
Choosing Nova 3i won’t be bad option and will give a value for your money.
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