#CamelAI

[schwarmerisch]

new @ is @camelai ! all of my new works will be posted there. this blog will remain as an archive.

[planetsam]

His Dark Materials Universe - No matter how emotionally constipated Alex & Michael are, their daemons never have the same issues.

“Where are we going to go?”

“The junkyard.”

“Where we work?”

“Yeah.”

“But I don’t want to do that.”

“We can’t do anything, about it, Cam, Would you stop? Help me load the car.”

Michael can’t believe that within a few days of coming back, Alex has already brought untold chaos into his life. Things were quiet. Now all of a sudden he’s back, his goons are back and Jesse Manes is sniffing around a lot more loudly than he was. Oh and Alex is wounded because the situation doesn’t blow enough. Also Alex doesn’t want to be around him because he’s a criminal and a drunk and once again unworthy to be seen with the great Alex Manes. Heaving a bucket into the back of his truck, he stops when his daemon curves her trunk around him. She’s the only one allowed to comfort him like this. She’s rocked Michael since he was a child without a mother to do it. When she stopped shifting, this was the form she went to more often than not.

He’s not a criminal. How can he be? His daemon is a ten thousand pound thirteen foot tall African Elephant. She’s as subtle as the circus.

“We’ll be fine,” she says and bats his head with her trunk.

“Hey, watch it!” He says in mock outrage.

“Uh oh,” Cam says.

Michael turns as the car pulls up. Alex gets out. He’s dressed in tans, a hoodie tossed over it. Somehow Michael thinks that no-one has hated the camouflage more than Aesina. The snake is peaking out from Alex’s hoodie. Michael hasn’t known Aesina as anything but a black mamba. Alex’s daemon settled young, but then again Alex was forced to find out who he was when he was young as well. Maybe she could change and that was just her preferred form.  It wasn’t like they got much of a chance to talk about it. Aesina wraps easily around the crutch and Alex pauses as she slithers to the ground, lifting the upper part of her body up. Michael lets her examine him before she swings towards Cam.

The fact that their daemons are animals that come from the same place is a cruel joke. It’s a constant reminder of the fact that they cannot seem to figure out how to exist with one another. They hover there and watch as Cam lowers her trunk to allow Aesina to make her way up, where she settles very happily curled like a hat on Cam’s head. It’s fair play given the kiss they had before, but he doesn’t appreciate the lick of heat that the contact sends through him. Neither does Alex, if the hiss of air that escapes him is any indication. But Alex bucks up and turns to face him.

“Where you gonna go?” Alex asks.

“Nevada,” Michael says, picking the nearest desert he can think of.

“Really?” Alex asks and Michael rolls his eyes.

“No,” he says, “there’s still some people who need me here. I’m going to the junkyard—“ he trails off as he hears Cam’s snort and he swears Aesina rolls her eyes, “til I figure something else out.”

“Good,” Alex says.

“Good?” Michael repeats.

Alex looks at him and tries not to focus on the feel of their daemons physical contact. It’s so much easier to focus on that than on the man in front of him, leaning back against the car and looking like he’s itching for a fight. Alex didn’t come here for one. He’s not sure why he came here. No, he knows why he came here. Why Aesina went so easily to Camelai. Why he can’t seem to choke out the words he wants to in front of Michael. Like he’s sorry, like he didn’t mean to make them into this thing. Like at the moment the most he can do is check and make sure Michael’s got somewhere to go and it feels like such a cop out. Alex kicked him out of another place, took another home from him in his father’s—his government’s name.

“I spent the night with some old friends,” he says. It doesn’t take their daemons touching to see the pain flash in Michael’s eyes, “it made me think about—I don’t know,” he says, “who I was. When this started,” he swallows, “before I went to war.”

He’d been whole then, hadn’t he? Or maybe just more whole than he was right now. He’d had two legs at least. There were all sorts of daemons who missed limbs in time with their humans. When he was a kid though Aesina had shifted into a black mamba. She didn’t have limbs to lose and Alex was beyond grateful for that. Aesina was good at war. She was uniquely perfect for it, especially in their line of work. She could get into computer places that Alex couldn’t reach. She had saved his life on multiple occasions. But mostly Alex is glad that she can’t suffer the same loss of limb. He doesn’t feel whole. He doesn’t even feel human as Michael looks at him and shrugs.

“From where I stand, nothing’s changed,” he said.

“Yeah,” Alex scoffs, “including the way you look at me,” Alex says and watches Michael shift defensively, “and that’s a problem for me Guerin,” he says, “because every time you look at me, I’m seventeen again,” he looks over to see Aesina lowering herself, “and I forget the last ten years ever happened. And then you look away and I remember all over again—and it almost kills me! Every time!”

He doesn’t mean for the last words to come out so frantically but Aesina will get there to protect him. He didn’t come here to be protected, he came here to apologize. To try and make things right. It’s Cam who slips her trunk under Aesina as Michael shakes his head, pushing himself up.

“I never look away,” he says, “not really.”

Alex stares at him as he smiles in a way that feels like a knife to his gut. Alex can only stare at him, feeling like his heart is going to beat out of his chest as Michael looks at him with everything he feels written on his face. Alex doesn’t understand how Michael can be so raw. Not after everything. He looks at Aesina but Cam’s already moving away from them, as far as the bond will let them. Before he can think too much about it, he crosses to the trailer. Michael stares at him before realization floods his gaze and he scrambles after him.

They only exist in that trailer for hours.

By the end of it he’s as boneless as people sometimes think snakes are, pressed against Michael who traces whorls all over his body. Alex knows it’s not safe, it just feels so nice. He’s almost disappointed when Aesina slithers across the floor and lifts herself up onto the bed. The part of him that still struggles with the fact that this is where he wants to be almost wants to tell her to go. But she slithers up his spine and dips in front of Michael. It’s a part of his soul but Michael still flattens his hands on Alex’s hips like he can protect him from himself. It’s a sweet but pointless thought.

“Would you stop scaring the boy?” Cam’s voice comes as she opens the window and sticks her trunk inside, “so dramatic. Are you sure you’re capable of hiding?”

“I thought elephants never forgot,” Aesina snaps, lifting herself up to the window but dancing out of the way.

Cam huffs and initially Michael’s kind of willing to say this is roughhousing. But the small window above the bed is purely used by Camelai. Which means it’s completely not an accident when she goes for Aesina and lands instead on Alex. Aesina is just as guilty when she leaps out of the way and somehow winds up on both the arms he’s got on Alex.

Touching another persons daemon is intimate, even more intimate than their sex marathon. It’s like touching their soul. He’s seen Alex but he hasn’t touched Aesina since that night. She’s just as soft as he remembers when she wrapped around his hand in endless coils to try and bind it. Now that same feeling races up his hand and through his entire soul. It’s a feeling that he’s never forgotten, one that he’s never existed without. Not for a moment in the past ten years. All he can do is grip Alex in one arm as his daemon winds around his other. Not blinded by pain, Michael can admire her beauty against his skin as she flicks her black tongue. It’s sexy in that predatory way that Alex pulls off without it being cheesy.

Meanwhile Alex is getting his face mashed by Cam.

He still manages to be the most beautiful thing that Michael’s ever seen. Michael can appreciate that even with the heat of touching this part of Alex’s soul. The rest of Alex is pushed up as Cam pushes her trunk against him over and over again before draping over his shoulder. Alex trembles and the moment she pulls her trunk back, he falls against Michael. Michael tightens his arms around him as their daemons slither and retreat, no longer even pretending this was anything but a ploy to get them to touch again.

“I guess maybe you should stay,” he mumbles into Alex’s neck.

Alex nods.

[autumnarthoe]

Here’s Camelai, one of my ocs

[thesunsingsforthem]

//Okay tumblr has crashed SO MANY TIMES with me trying to post a simple thing with characters and icons of daemons for a HDM verse so I’m just going to post a simple text version and eventually make separate posts for each and link back maybe?? If I ever sit at a computer for long enough to do so. I’m just sick of this crashing and want to have that verse lmao. Under read more.

Nyline Michaels - Black Jaguar, Requiel “Rek”

Aideen S. - Lynx, Zenaide “Zen”

Althea Brooks - Arctic Hare, Laertes “Tess”

Rowan Wren - Wren (lol), Dahanain “Dain”

Augustine Taylor - Lioness, Cyrilla “Rel”

Amdis Olivera - Coyote, Olesia “Leece”

Israfil - Redtail Hawk, Zadkiel “Zed”

Remiel - Raven, Laenciel “Len”

Marcus - German Shepherd, Amaryllis “Ryll/Red”

Nikola Tesla - Snow Leopard, Camelai “Cam”

Nigel Griffin - Old Eng. Sheepdog, Gelasia “Ghel”

Adam Worth - Falcon, Adara “Ada”

Henry Foss - Border Collie, Sayria “Sayr”

Harry Kim - Mouse, Taemia “Tae”

--If I add more characters, I’ll then add them to this, and please no judgareeno on the daemon’s I chose for either oc or canon characters lmao. 

[mizku]

[WKT] What can I do in this situation?

[Event] This is Night of the Night After seeing Layla and her pokémon working hard to help those in need, Elsi began wondering maybe they should stay after all. The nurse could use some help but Elsi had something else in mind. Maybe with correct pokémon they could take on Nihilego? Camelai's whereabouts are unknown... but Gunilla would probably do the job. Meanwhile, Devi bothered Layla's silvally Hypothermia.

Check out these too in order for continuity: Emergency strikes / Change of Plans Jellyfish emergency part 1 / Jellyfish emergency part 2 What can I do in this situation? Jellyfish emergency part 3 / Jellyfish emergency part 4 The Cavalry is here! Pose for more power

[citramusicindoneisia-blog]

KU TAK SANGGUP - CAMELAI PUTRI + FEBRY RMX ( Remix )

[water-hates-learning]

Pieces of Life

Hey, check it out, I found more old fan fiction. I’ve been digging around in my folders upon folders upon folders and finding some treasures. Most are garbage and not worth sharing. 

But this one’s actually finished and isn’t half bad. A different style from my usual writing but kind of interesting. 

It’s a sort of crossover with His Dark Materials so everyone has daemons. As in, their souls are manifested outside their bodies as animals. That’s basically all you need to know.

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Matt dies slowly when the zombies chew his arm off. He’s left bleeding out on the ground as his painted bat daemon’s struggling gets weaker and weaker. 

He watches her fade into ripples of golden dust. 

Then his eyes roll back and he dies.

****

Tord’s tasmanian devil goes out like a light when the zombie’s converge on him. She doesn’t even have a chance to cry out for him before he’s gone.

****

He just wants his daemon back! He just wants to see his darling Camelai again! Doesn’t he deserve that!

Matt makes a choked sound that comes out gummy and wet in this rotting, zombie body. His gaze flicks with hot jealousy to Tom’s daemon curled around the man’s neck. He wants his daemon back, he just wants her back.

And Tord’s trying to stop him.

****

Tord is free.

He finds the fragments that made up Riordan and he is delighted to be with her again.

They’ll come back at some point, they always do. As long as they’re not zombie’s, as long as they’re not undead, they always come back. Tom always calls it some sick joke of the universe.

****

Their daemons don’t like going to visit Hell. The land of the dead is not for those who still have their souls.

Edd digs his fingers into Ringo’s thick fur and won’t let him go. Camelai is hiding in the folds of Matt’s overcoat, whimpering and keening. Tord’s precious Riordan is snapping and snarling in his arms. There’s no sign of Phoena but if the shivering lump in the pocket of Tom’s hoodie is anything to go by, she’s just as frightened as the rest of them.

They don’t talk about that trip. And it’s a long time before their daemons forgive them for it.

****

The clones don’t have daemons and that’s how they know who to aim their weapons at.

In the end, there’s a pile of bodies and an ill miasma over the house. Their daemons huddle together in fright as Bing’s hyena daemon cackles her way out the door after him.

****

When Tord and Riordan leave, Ringo sulks by the windows for days. Edd pretends he’s fine and every thing is just dandy, thank you very much.

Poor Camelai tries to help Matt remember and keep his memories straight. But she can only do so much. He forgets so easily now, his mind fractured and cracking in places, like a clay pot too long in the kiln.

Tom says “good riddance” and immediately moves into the abandoned (and bigger) bedroom. His stoat demon nests in an old black trench coat left behind until he stuffs it angrily in the dumpster a few days later.

****

The Ringo from the future is missing an ear and his fur is patchy.

But at least Edd’s future self has his daemon.

There is no bright orange bat or caramel colored stoat accompanying the future Tom and Matt.

****

Eduardo’s Jezabell harasses Ringo whenever she can. Edd’s gorgeous Siberian Cat is larger than the Iberian Lynx but that doesn’t stop her. Nor does it seem to deter Eduardo from harassing Edd.

****

Matt thinks Jon's big Leonberger daemon is actually really nice. After all, he did catch Camelai before she hit the ground when that demon stopped possessing them.

And Merryweather is such a nice name.

He can't help but wonder why on earth they hang around a sourpuss like Eduardo.

****

Edd swerves the car while he's looking at the map and accidentally splashes Mark with a puddle as they're heading towards ASDFLAND.

They're still chortling at the look of indignation on the Formosan Odd-Scale snake daemon's face from her position on Mark's shoulders when Phoena--who rarely speaks aloud--wonders why the puddle was red.

****

Matt and Camelai panic when they see the zombies and he clutches her close.

The will not lose each other again.

****

Ringo feels it when Edd is struck by the light coming from Eduardo's roof mounted dish. It's like a bolt through the heart. Even from his position under the porch, safe out of the rain, tugging at the limits of their bond, he can feel it.

He feels it when Edd falls off the roof, too. It's his yowling cries that draw their friends out of the house to rescue them both.

****

They have a witch's bond now.

While Edd and Eduardo are fighting in the sky, Ringo and Jezabell wrestle on the ground.

When they apologize, Jezabell looks as though lightning has struck her.

****

Phoena doesn't remember what happened after Eduardo had punched them out of the car.

All she can do is cry as her bond with Tom is stretched so taut she can barely breathe. She doesn't know where he is. She can't find him, and their bond is scraping a hole in her heart. She mewls desperately and drags herself from the alley, looking for help.

She can feel an unbridled rage and mindless fury smoldering at the edges of her heart.

She knows what happened.

****

They're hiding from the rain when Edd finds the book.

While his friends and their daemons mess about noisily in the background, he reads of an English detective and his Beagle daemon venturing to America to find a missing prince.

A tired and alcoholic sheriff with a ragged Coyote at his side give them aide. And together, they rescue the prince and his Hummingbird daemon from a trio of bandits, putting the town at peace once more.

****

Ringo has an "I told you so" air about him as Edd bends over the toilet again to throw up more of the ancient bottle of Cola.

****

Phoena bristles the second they step into the house but says nothing. Tom can sense something's off but he can't tell what it is.

Then he finds a familiar Tasmanian Devil daemon playing lookout.

And finds Tord trying to pick the lock to his old bedroom.

****

Riordan says they don't have to do this.

Tord doesn't answer her.

****

Camelai curls into Matt's neck after Tord strikes them and refuses to speak to anyone for the rest of the day.

She can't understand what's happened to change things so much.

****

Tom wants to be sick. Phoena's claws are digging into his shoulder.

The bullets are digging into the walls of their lives.

****

Blood soaks into Eduardo's shirt as he clutches Jon to his chest.

Next to them, Jezabell is helplessly nuzzling at Merryweather as he begins to fade away into ribbons of golden dust.

****

Tom is hurt and Phoena is almost dizzy with pain. There's blood in his eyes but the harpoon hits true.

The robot goes down in hail of smoke and fire.

They don't bother to try and see where it lands.

****

Adara gently carries the wounded Riordan in her Doberman Pincer jaws. Thijs perches on her back, his sharp Gyrfalcon eyes keep a look out for trouble.

Tord says nothing the entire time Pat and Pau are patching him up.

****

They don’t come away unscathed from this ending.

But Phoena’s small claws are perfect for helping Tom put pieces of Susan back together again.

Edd spends most of his time with his usually distant daemon laying across his lap.

Camelai is rarely seen these days, content to hide in the lapels of Matt’s jacket.

But they have each other. That has to count for something.

[acadjonne]

Excerpt from some of my recent writings. Opinions would be appreciated and for clarification this is a daemon AU, meaning everyone has an entity in the form of an animal that walks beside them. This is just a small piece of what I have so far, written today as I waited for food. Text: August 2004 Gerard doesn't pack anything for Japan, and he knows that the others have noticed. He can't find it in himself to care anymore. He knows he isn't coming back from this, back from Japan. Salcilis also knows this, and has made it his mission as Gerard's daemon to stop him from even setting foot into the airport, it seems. From the moment they get dropped off, Salcilis plops himself onto the pavement and refuses to move from where he's sitting. Gerard, still mostly high from whatever concoction he took last night, just follows Mikey and Camelai without much feel for the tug his connection with Salcilis is creating. Frank grabs him by the elbow to stop him after Ray makes a strangled noise to attract everyone's attention back to the cat daemon glowering in Gerard's direction. "Sal," calls Gerard, "move." He doesn't even blink, just keeps glowering. "Salcilis!" Salcilis plops down more firmly, making himself comfortable. Ray whimpers again. "Jesus fuck!" Says Bob, scowling almost as deeply. Makenzie next to him looks ruffled, though not much more than she usually does when Bob's annoyed.

[scionsarquivao]

Parabéns, Daylighter, Marzia e Lyra! Vocês foram aceitas na Academia Avalon como suas personagens originais Tate Hansen, Moana Keliikoa, Bartholomaios Pelagios e Maithili Boshale. Sejam bem-vindas e tenham uma ótima estadia em nosso jogo. Por favor, não hesitem em nos contatar diante de qualquer dúvida ou crítica referente ao Scions e obrigada por suas aplicações e interesse. Estamos ansiosas para ver suas personagens em nossa dashboard!

INDISPONÍVEIS

CARGOS: Bastardo da Dinamarca; terceira filha do Havaí; terceiro filho da Grécia; segunda filha da Índia.

PATRONOS: Psiquê, Kahoali, Hermes, Ishtar.

FACECLAIMS: Tyler Young, Auli'i Cravalho, Cameron Boyce, Sonam Kapoor.

DAEMONS: Agnes, a gata; Kai, a fênix; Camelai, a jibóia; Baelor, o leão.

[distanc-cz]

Významné životní jubileum slaví žokej a trenér Ivan Kub. Patří k  lidem, kteří si sympatie a úctu zasloužili svým chováním, slušností, obětavostí, pokorou a zodpovědným přístupem k práci, kterou si dobrovolně a s láskou vybrali.

Ivan Kub, trenér a vodič klisny Camelai v Karlových Varech

Jeho cesta ke koním byla přímá. Připravil mu ji otec Josef, který vedl Ivana i staršího bratra Petra k lásce ke koním. Jezdil s nimi po parkurových závodech i dostihových závodištích. Petr o kariéře profesionálního jezdce nikdy neuvažoval a tak se na tuto pouť vydal Ivan sám. Ještě v učení na chuchelském učilišti vyhrál svůj první životní dostih v sedle Eržiky. Po vyučení nastoupil v roce 1985 do Tochovic u Příbrami. Vedle Zdeňka Machů, Libora Šindara nebo Petra Kubíka patřil k začínajícím jezdcům působícím u trenéra Kunčara a později u Václava Chaloupky. Prvním “velkým” Ivanovým koněm byl Mir Sada. V sezóně 1995 byl stálým jezdcem dvouletého francouzského hřebce. Zvítězili ve všech pěti startech, které společně absolvovali. Simsonovu cenu, Gerschův memoriál nebo slovenskou Karpatskou cenu nevyjímaje. Nejvytrvalejší dvojici v domácím tochovickém středisku tvořil s klisnou Laurenou, kterou z jejích 34 životních startů v dostihu doprovázel čtyřiadvacetkrát. Patřila k jeho největším oblíbencům, třebaže spolu vybojovali pouze dvě vítězství. Vítězové na Ivana čekali jinde. A mnohdy u jiných trenérů.

Laurena před Velkou cenou Prahy 1995

Do nejužší tuzemské žokejské špičky se Ivan začlenil v roce 1998 po suverénních výkonech v sedle bělouše Blueridge Dancera, mj. Koně roku, Nejlepšího tříletého hřebce a mílaře. Letos uplyne přesně 20 let, kdy Ivanovi bílý svěřenec velkokarlovického trenéra Františka Holčáka dopřál premiérový klasický triumf kariéry. Nebývalým způsobem opanoval trio nejvýznamnějších zkoušek tříletých – Mem. prof. V. Michala (velmi lehce o 5 délek), Velkou jarní cenu (velmi lehce o 7) i slovenskou Velkou jarní cenu v Bratislavě i Velkou cenu Prahy (Gd.3). Mezi Ivanovo nejzajímavější čtyřnohé partnery patřili Hyphen, Gay Devil, Bellaboy, Baddellios, Palomia, Naguiba, Thessalon. Rodinnou stáj zvýraznil dobrými výsledky se Sweety Love nebo Shovel. Jezdil některé budoucí překážkové suverény, jako byl Maskul, Whippet, Vinny, Vronsky či Cedr.

Escend – Tochovice 1997

Maracudja – Cena Masise 1997 (foto archiv pořadatele)

Sammetsman – 1997

Rok 2000 se v Ivanovo kariéře stal přelomovým. Nejen, že absolvoval největší počet startů během sezóny (134), ale svedl také napínavý souboj o titul jezdeckého rovinového šampióna s Karolem Šarinou. Unikl mu o jediné vítězství.

V následující sezóně, nově jako posila týmu lysolabského trenéra Františka Vítka a jeho syna Romana, zápasil s hmotností. Neustálé hlídání váhy bylo vyčerpávající, proto výrazně omezil aktivity v sedle.

Hyphen a Ivan Kub – Lázeňská míle 2001

Dařilo se mu na karlovarské dráze. Tady uměl a měl ji rád. Před 20 lety ovládl jako jezdec s Gay Devilem jedničkový Pohár filmového festivalu. O devět let později tentýž dostih opanoval s již zmiňovaným El Hadjim, ovšem v roli trenéra. V roce 2001 si vítězství ve festivalovém Poháru zopakoval s Hyphenem. S tímto pětiletým ryzákem tehdy vytvořil rekord karlovarské dráhy. Další místní rekord, na kilometrové distanci, pokořil před patnácti lety. Jako trenér Kristiána.

Ivan Kub a El Hadji po vítězství v Poháru FF 2009

Ačkoliv v polovině 90. letech sbíral zkušenosti s překážkami, kdy z 10 startů na proutěnkách třikrát zvítězil s klisnou Laray, o kariéře překážkového jezdce neuvažoval.

V roce 2002 se vrátil domů do Mladého Smolivce. Ve stáji daleko od ruchu velkoměsta, v čisté přírodě, obklopeni hlubokými lesy a voňavými loukami, dávají oba trenéři to nejlepší všem čtyřnohým svěřencům. Každodenní a téměř celodenní kontakt s koňmi je jedním z klíčů k úspěchu. Opřít se mohou o dlouholetou přízeň „menších“ majitelů.

Demon King – Mladý Smolivec 2016

Za všechny kamarády a přátele jubilantovi přejeme, aby i v šestnácté trenérské sezóně s pomocí nadějných svěřenců posbíral co nejvíce úspěchů. Ať mu ve stáji spokojeně řehtají a přešlapují zdraví a dobří plnokrevníci. Třeba následníci výtečných sprinterů Goldruna a El Hadjiho (dvojnásobný vítěz dostihů I. kategorie), zimní královny La Magnificy nebo Pardubické zimní královny Matter For Love. A dalších, například Demon Kinga, který na chuchelské dráze před 15 lety zaběhl na kilometrové trati rekordní čas. Ať ve stopách dvojnásobné vítězky Sabany na překážkách dělá celému týmu i Sonyatta!

Ivan Kub jako jezdec:

Počet startů: 1141

Poslední dostihový start: před 15 lety

Vítězné starty: 121

Vítězství v dostizích I.kat.: 24

Ivan Kub jako trenér:

Počet startů na rovině 2017: 464

Počet vítězství 2017: 4

Koně v tréninku pro sezónu 2018 (společně s bratrem Petrem): 8

Připravila: Marcela Kozová

Foto: autorka

Ivan Kub slaví významné životní jubileum Významné životní jubileum slaví žokej a trenér Ivan Kub. Patří k  lidem, kteří si sympatie a úctu zasloužili svým chováním, slušností, obětavostí, pokorou a zodpovědným přístupem k práci, kterou si dobrovolně a s láskou vybrali.

[autumnarthoe]

supper

[moneymax101]

Scotia Appoints Ms. Camelay Roberts AVP of Finance, CFO

Scotia Appoints Ms. Camelay Roberts AVP of Finance, CFO

Scotia Investments Jamaica Limited (SIJL) has advised that Ms. Camelay Roberts was appointed to the position of Assistant Vice President, Finance & Chief Financial Officer, effective February 27, 2017.

[mizku]

Links to deviantart pages:

[WKT] Kaarle reference sheet 

[WKT] Silvia reference sheet

[WKT] Oriol reference sheet 

[WKT] Xander reference sheet 

[WKT] Camelai reference sheet

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Dámy ve slavnostních šatech a kloboucích. Elegantních i extravagantních. Páni v decentních fracích a cylindrech. Bujará konverzace se skleničkou v ruce a nevázaná zábava. Populární dostih pánů šlechticů na dřevěných koních. V takovém duchu a v jedinečné atmosféře slavných tradičních anglických dostihů v Ascotu se nesl úvodní mítink letošní sezóny na karlovarském závodišti. Evropské setkání aristokracie doprovázené chladným počasím mělo své deváté pokračování.

Lázeňské premiéře vévodila v nabídce sedmi rovinových dostihů Jarní cena (Frühjahrspreis) Fredericks & von der Horst (II.kat., 2.000m) pro tříleté koně, jejichž realizační týmy počítají s účastí v klasických testech.

Nejsledovanějším koněm v poli byl letos poprvé startující Black Canyon.

Black Canyon

Loni neporažený zástupce známé a úspěšné stáje DS Pegas, jejíž barvy nosila mj. trojnásobná vítězka Velké pardubické Orphee des Blins, nikoho nenechal na pochybách, že je koněm, se kterým je nutno počítat do budoucna.

V průběhu byl mimořádně líbivý tmavý hnědák aktivní a v cílové rovince odrazil po boji o krátkou hlavu nápor silně útočícího Nagano Golda.

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Miss Mamool, Black Canyon, Mujahid Brave

Black Canyon, Nagano Gold, Fighting Lips

Black Canyon a Nagano Gold

Black Canyon potřetí vítězn��

Fighting Lips měl jako jediný účastník zkušenosti s derby-tratí, které by díky sobotnímu třetím místu mělo být jedním z jeho dalších cílů.

Ze dvou svěřenců trnéra Váni se lépe prezentoval Aeneas. Skončil jako čtvrtý, tabulový doběh uzavřel tuzemský rodák Mujahid Brave.

Několik dalších koní hlášených do letošních klasik se potkalo hned v úvodní Ceně města Karlovy Vary (Preis Stadt Karlsbad). Nad všemi vyzrál bělouš Ned v sedle s Jiřinou Andrésovou. Její manžel Dušan tak slavil první plný zásah v roli trenéra.

Ned

Zajímavá a výkonnostně různorodá společnost se sešla v dostihu Order Of Innocence (III.kat.,1.600m).

Poprvé mohli čeští diváci v akci vidět temperamentního ryzáka Lexceeda, kterého na výtečném druhém místě dopilotoval žokejský multišampión Václav Janáček.

Pozornost se soustředila na předloni třetího ve Slovenském a čtvrtého v Českém derby Aldara (ž.J.Šafář), který se na dráhu vracel po více než roční zdravotní přestávce. Své kvality potvrdil přesvědčivým pětidélkovým triumfem.

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Aldar

Aldar a Lexceed

Předloni druhá v Jarní ceně klisen a loni ve Varech vítězná Ocara skončila třetí, za ní se nadějně ukázal debutující  Facts And Figures.

Velký zájem mezi středotraťaři byl v Ceně Stollbert – dostih Architektů. Vítězství putovalo zásluhou šestiletého Mystic Golfera k trenérce Hronové, která působí v dostihové centrále v Osvinově u Stráže n. Ohří.

Mystic Golfer

Tříkilometrový Dostih Frey Consulting, nejdelší z celého programu, se stal ryze ženskou záležitostí. Amazonky v čele s vítěznou Martinou Havelkovou a Raviellou obsadily první tři místa.

Tečku za jarním dostihovým kláním udělala po roce ve Varech opět vítězná Camelai.

Po dramatickém souboji porazila z posledního místa dlouho vedoucího Custera.

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Wave Of Gracie a Conan

Camelai

Kadmen

Raviella a Vedma

Dostih poníků

Výsledky:

1.dostih: Ned (J.Andrésová) – Wave Of Gracie (ž.J.Palík) – Conan (ž.J.Verner)

2.dostih: Aldar (ž.J.Šafář) – Lexceed (ž.V.Janáček) – Ocara (ž.J.Palík)

3.dostih: Mystic Golfer (ž.J.Verner) – Arlington (ž.I.Janáčková Koplíková) – Wanikoro (ž.M.Laube)

4.dostih: Kadmen (žk.A.Florian) – Wimbledon (ž.I.Janáčková Koplíková) – Herbebois (ž.M.Havelková)

5.dostih: Black Canyon (ž.P.Foret) – Nagano Gold (ž.J.Verner) – Fighting Lips (ž.J.Palík)

6.dostih: Raviella (ž.M.Havelková) – Vědma (J.Andrésová) – Shadow Moon (ž.I.Janáčková Koplíková)

7.dostih: Camelai (ž.J.Verner) – Custer (ž.K.Hlubučková) – Yonas Art (ž.V.Janáček)

Text a foto: Marcela Klingorová

Karlovarská dostihová sezóna odstartovala Dámy ve slavnostních šatech a kloboucích. Elegantních i extravagantních. Páni v decentních fracích a cylindrech. Bujará konverzace se skleničkou v ruce a nevázaná zábava.

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Você nunca ouviu falar do príncipe da família real da Grécia? Ele se chama Bartholomaios Pollux Pelagios, é veterano e cursa o ensino médio em Avalon. Ouvi dizer que ele tem 16 anos, se identifica como cisgênero masculino e foi escolhido por Hermes (panteão grego). Sem querer puxar o saco, mas acho que ele é muito parecido com Cameron Boyce.

SUPER VELOCIDADE: Bartho tem a capacidade de correr há velocidade de luz, sendo impossível o apanhar ou o ver se não estiver atento ao que se passa há sua volta.

MANIPULAÇÃO DE PROBABILIDADES: Habilidade de manipular atos que afetam a probabilidade a seu favor, tornando improvável (mas não impossível) que as coisas ocorram dentro de sua linha de visão, causando, assim que ela tenha “boa sorte” e seus adversários tenham “má sorte”.

ESFERA: A esfera de Bartho são um par de tênis de marca all stars com pequenas asas desenhadas. Estes tênis foram dados por hermes e as asas, podem ficar vivas e fazer com que o garoto consiga voar com elas.

DAEMON: Uma jibóia chamada Camelai.

Terceiro filho da Grécia.

Este personagem é original e está ocupado por Marzia.