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kassandra-lorelei · 5 years

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I would love a prompt of C.C. realising she is younger than Fran. And how our Niles reacts, of course :P

@missbabcocks1 Here we are, at last, my bestie! I hope this was everything you were expecting when you requested it!

But also, oh my God, I am so far behind on all these prompts! I’m so sorry everyone’s been waiting - work keeps me very busy! I will try to do more, more often, to get through them! I need to get back on track a bit, even though I work full time now. Besides, it will be good - who doesn’t love hearing about these two idiots and their adventures?

Niles had to say, there was something extremely pleasantabout C.C. having been told to go on maternity leave. In the days after thewhole extended clan had arrived in California, there had been so much work todo – particularly for both his wife and Mr. Sheffield at the studios – that itseemed as though neither one of them would get a break!

Fortunately, a small miracle had happened and Maxwell had,over the course of some months (as opposed to his usual years), noticed thatthe load was really too much for her to handle. Studio work, even forproducers, didn’t lend itself to anything apart from being on one’s feet allday when shooting and the rounder her belly grew, the more it was starting tobecome a concern whenever a live set inspection or meeting was called.

It was a relief for the butler when their employer hadfinally told her to simply rest at home for the remainder of her pregnancy. Notthat C.C. hadn’t put up a fight, of course. She seemed to have a constant worrythat things just wouldn’t get done if she wasn’t there to make sure of it, andfor the first long, few weeks, she hadn’t been able to help swinging wildly ona pendulum back and forth between “on edge and anxious” and “bored out of hermind”.

That was why Niles had done everything he could to keep heroccupied, which was what he found so pleasant about it, in truth. Having her athome meant that they got to spend more time together, just as they would’vedone had they still been at the mansion back in New York. They’d read books,watched movies, tossed playful remarks back and forth as he went about hischores – the works. He’d even bring lunch right to her lap if she was feelingtoo tired or uncomfortable to move.

As time moved forward and C.C. settled further into hermaternity leave, her worries seemed to settle as well. Not that they went awaycompletely, of course, but enough so that she could actually enjoy herself andnot think about working all of the time.

Not that she didn’t find some of that to do around themansion, as well. The office always had things that needed clearing, filing or reworkingand it wasn’t as though Maxwell would ever get around to it. So, C.C. had takenit upon herself to do a little bit of administration work, every once in awhile, whenever she felt the boredom creeping up on her again.

She had clearly felt the urge a little while after Niles hadbrought her lunch, because when he returned to the living room with his own sandwich(he’d cooked the bacon for this BLT to perfection, in his mind), her plate fromher meal was clean and she had retrieved another box.

She was sat going through the papers inside it, a greatCheshire Cat-like grin stretching across her gorgeous face.

He loved to see her looking so happy, even if it did alsointrigue him. What could she have found in that box that had made her sopleased? He could even hear her chuckling a little bit under her breath…!

Well, there wasn’t anything like having a little bit oftheir usual fun to ask her what was going on…

He sauntered over, allowing a grin to start to curl at thecorners of his mouth.

“You’re looking awfully chipper. Did Mr. Sheffield call tosay that he’s fired someone you hate?”

C.C. looked up and smiled at him brightly, “Better.”

“Oh,” he blinked in return, coming to stand over where shewas sat on the sofa, craning his neck a little to take a look at what she wasdoing. “Two people?”

C.C. half-rolled her eyes at him. He didn’t take itpersonally – he knew it was all part of the fun.

“No one’s been fired, Scrubbing Bubbles,” she told him. “Ijust happen to have stumbled upon an excellent piece of news.”

“Is that so?” Niles’ eyebrow raised and he leaned in towardsher, elbows resting on the back of the sofa. “Would you care to share thisexcellent piece of news with your now-very-curious husband?”

His wife pretended to think about it, before another verypleased grin began to spread itself on her lips.

She practically purred her answer, “I might, for a littlequid pro quo…”

That was an answer Niles always enjoyed hearing. He wasbasically finished for the day, not including dinner, which he could easily putoff for another couple of hours or so.

And he was sure he knew the perfect way to spend them.

“Well, you know I am always happy to scratch your back, ifyou scratch mine…”

His motion to lean down and plant a kiss on her lips wasinterrupted at the very last second, when C.C.’s hand darted out and she pickedup his sandwich off his plate, taking a bite out of it and putting the restback.

She chewed for a while, during which Niles could only try tostammer out a protest but fail, eventually just letting his jaw drop and hangthere for a moment until she was done and ready to speak.

She dusted her hands off as she picked up the paper she’dbeen reading, “Now, you wanted to know what I’ve been looking at.”

Niles frowned in slight annoyance at his plate, “Yes, and Icould’ve enjoyed one whole, complete sandwich to go along with it…”

C.C. rolled her eyes, trying to look unimpressed but notreally managing to conceal her amusement.

“I’ll make it up to you later,” she said in a voice that luckilypromised it without using those words, before going back to the paper. “Youwanna see what I’ve found here or not?”

After a moment, Niles sighed.

“Alright, you’ve got me. What is it?”

“There’s the yenta I know and love,” his wife grinned,gesturing proudly at all her hard work. “I’ve been refiling and reorganisingall the household legal documents. The Sheffields’ and ours.”

“Both sets?” Niles quirked an eyebrow, surprised. “Shouldn’twe leave the Sheffields’ files for them to sort out?”

C.C.’s grin dropped away from her face and she gave him ALook. They both knew exactly what it meant, too – he had just been so takenaback by it in the heat of the moment that the answer hadn’t really registeredto him.

The Look meant something along the lines of “Who are youkidding, Butler Boy? Since when have the Sheffields ever done anything that wecould do for them?” mixed in equal combinations with “Would you trust Maxwellor Fran Sheffield to do something like organise and keep legal documents?”.

He could only really nod in return, once the understandinghad settled in properly.

“Good point,” he said, turning his attention back to thepapers. “What did you find? I’m assuming, of course, that your good news comesfrom one of these pages.”

“You’d assume correctly, lover,” she lifted one single sheetof paper out of her lap so that he could see. “Check this out.”

Setting his sandwich down on the one clear patch on thecoffee table, Niles took and peered at the document.

His eyes then went back to his wife, “It’s a copy of MrsSheffield’s birth certificate.”

His immediate thought was to ask why she had been looking atthat particular piece of paper in the first place, but it was almostimmediately interrupted by the rest of his brain asking him who he thought hewas kidding. Fran’s birth certificate was a closer and more heavily guardedsecret than the contents of the Vatican archives; he would’ve looked withouthesitation, if he’d been the one doing the filing.

They both already knew that C.C. knew this, too. There wassomething especially warming in that – they knew each other, inside and out, andknew exactly when the other would be interested in something they’d found.

“Mm-hm,” she hummed pleasantly, as smug as a cat who’dgotten both the cream and the canary. “Notice anything about it?”

Niles studied the certificate carefully, looking for the onepiece of information that she could be talking about. There was one reasonnobody ever saw this paper, and it was the one thing they’d both truly wonderedabout their friend for as long as they’d known her.

Of course, he had the information that she was in the sameclass as Val at school, who had accidentally let slip one time how old she was,but there was something more concrete about seeing the proof firsthand. Rightthere in front of him, on the official piece of paper that recorded Fran’s birthday.Besides, what if Val also lied about her age (poorly, compared to MrsSheffield, but even so)? Or what if the hastily-used excuse that Val kept beingheld back turned out to be true (because, well, come on)?

It didn’t take long to find.

In the butler’s mind, he’d more than half imagined that herbirth date would look…off, compared to other people’s. That was, he’d thoughtthere would be a day and a month, but no year. His sense of logic had steppedin in the moments he’d thought that and told him not to be ridiculous – itwould be scribbled out with a pen, or redacted, like an important militaryrecord, or the dates and locations of stories that authors wanted to representas “real life” in Victorian literature.

But, much to his surprise, neither of those things weretrue. The date was there, in full.

And his eyes could only widen at the number printed on thatpage.

“No…!” he exclaimed in some disbelief, incredulous at havingthe proof positive there in his hands. “It can’t really be true! Surely…!”

“Oh, yes,” C.C. was on the verge of chuckling in puredelight, clasping her hands together in glee. “Our good, perpetuallytwenty-nine-year-old friend, is at the same time, somehow older than I am!”

As if to illustrate her point and celebrate at the sametime, she began to half-dance in her seat, shimmying her shoulders from side toside and wiggling her hips as much as her belly would allow.

Niles watched in amusement, his hand dropping away with thepaper still in it.

“You really are pleased with yourself for finding this,aren’t you?” he asked, mostly rhetorically because the answer was obvious toanybody who had working eyes.

His wife scoffed, still in the middle of her dance number, “Likeyou’re not happy to have finally fully solved the mystery! I’m surprised youdidn’t do this back when she first started at the-oof!”

Suddenly, she flinched, doubling over and clutching at herstomach, halting her in her seated tracks.

In an instant, the butler tossed the paper back into the pileand flew to her side, seating himself next to her as alarm bells immediatelywent off in his head, loud and ringing like the end of the world was on its way.In his state of dread and panic, an impending apocalyptic event would haveactually been preferable to what he imagined might have been happening.

What was going on? Was something the matter? Was it thebaby?!

“C.C., are you alright?!” he cried out, fear of the worststarting to grip at his heart.

Much to his relief, she took in a few deep breaths andrelaxed, letting her arms slip gently around her stomach.

“Yeah…yeah, I’m fine,” she said, raising an accusing eyebrowat her bump as a faintly entertained smirk made its way onto her lips. “Yourlittle servant spawn must’ve felt my happiness and decided to aim a kick at mylower intestine!”

Niles felt the last of the fear be washed away by the toneof her voice and the look on her face as she rubbed at her belly. She was fine.The baby was fine. Everything was fine. He could calm himself back down.

He could get himself back on track. Besides, he had afeeling that it might distract her from the glee of finding out for definitethat she was younger than Fran, and they’d all be allowed to go on with theirdays.

He pulled her into an embrace, settling one of his hands ontop of her stomach and patting it lovingly.

“Getting creative at running rings around you, even from inthe womb,” he beamed proudly. “We have a little prodigy on our hands already.”

C.C.’s half-smirk blossomed into a full one, “And you’ve gotyourself a little clone.”

Niles slid his hand over her belly, taking her hand andentwining their fingers, “You say that as though it were a bad thing.”

She pretended to think about it in return, exaggerating alook of contemplation and using her free hand to tap at her chin.

“Essentially having two of you around the place? Now, why onEarth would I think that was a bad idea…?”

He slid as close as he possibly could in response, leaningin so that his nose was nearly brushing hers.

“You wouldn’t. You love me too much for that…”

C.C.’s slightly hitched breath was warm against his skin, “Maybe.”

Niles felt the corners of his mouth twitching upwards, “Alittle.”

His wife played at being stubborn, “Sorta.”

It was at this point that the butler knew he’d won the game,“Kinda.”

He felt his lips brush against hers, before C.C. pulled awayjust enough to give him a teasing look.

“If our kid turns out to be as big a sap as you…” she lookedlike she was trying to think of a good threat, but came up with nothing.Instead, she simply shook her head. “I really have no idea what I’ll do.”

“I imagine you’ll be forced to finally melt and renounceyour throne. Though I have no idea where they’ll find another Ice Queen at suchshort notice…” he closed the gap again and quickly pecked her lips. “Unless, ofcourse, you’ve already melted.”

She was back to smirking again in an instant, in a way thatmade him think she thought she’d caught him out on something.

“You’re not distracting me out of it.”

Niles’ brow furrowed, “Out of what?”

“Being happy for my little age victory over Nanny Fine,” shereplied, poking him lightly in the chest.

The butler felt his face fall. Damn, she really was good. It truly did go to show just howwell they knew what the other was thinking at any given moment…!

Well, all he could hope to try and do now was downplay thewhole situation enough that she might not keep that smirk of hers for weeks onend.

“I hadn’t intended to distract you from that – our littleone did the job for me quite well enough,” he eventually counterpointed. “Besides, whosaid anything about it having to be a competition?”

C.C. seemed slightly put out by his question.

“No one, but I don’t think it would kill anybody toacknowledge it.”

Niles bit back a frown. She did have a point; she wasyounger, and she had every right to be able to say so. Many years’ worth of“old” and “ancient” jokes could easily be deflected away without trouble, withthat knowledge out in the open, as well as in mind.

Besides, it wasn’t as though not being twenty-nine tookanything away from Fran. Their friend had many things in her life to enjoy andbe proud of, and her age didn’t have any bearing in any of them.

So, he smiled, giving his wife a kiss on the cheek.

“Alright. We’ll talk about it with her tonight,” he said,before pointing a finger at her, emphasising that he meant what he was about tosay. “Using gentle words, though. You say you don’t think it will kill anybody,but you can never be completely sure.”

C.C., chuckled and grabbed his hand, “As you wish, ScrubBrush.”

The gesture was tender, and her voice amused. She wasagreeing to his terms with neutral feelings, but she was enjoying the fact that hewas being so commanding over it.

He couldn’t hold back a smirk over how it wasn’t the firsttime.

“God, I love it when you agree with what I say…” he practicallygrowled, thinking back to her words before about “making it up to him”.

His wife’s eyebrow shot up and she began to grin, clearlyunderstanding, “Hoping to cash in on that promise I made just now, are we?”

Niles pointedly checked his watch in return, “Well, we dohave a few spare hours before anybody is due to arrive home…”

C.C. cast her eyes quickly towards his sandwich, remindinghim it was still there, “What about your lunch?”

The butler studied her for a moment, and then looked atwhere his sandwich was sat waiting, the bacon and lettuce crisp against the soft,cool tomato and the bread cut thick from the loaf he’d bought only that morning.

He reached out, grabbed his prized lunch and took one bite,chewing it rapidly and swallowing before setting it back down and taking hisnow-laughing wife into his arms.

“I’ll finish it later.”

#anon asks #the nanny #niles and cc #niles the butler #cc babcock #otp: butler bitch #otp: always been bitter together

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centeris2 · 6 years

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Isn’t It Odd pt. 3

Carth is suspicious of Varana, the smuggler he must work with to save Bastila and escape Taris. As “coincidences” keep piling up he digs into her past, trying to find out who she is.

Things were supposed to get better once Bastila was rescued, and in many ways it was, but everything about Varana grew more confusing. Bastila seemed transfixed with the smuggler, watching the woman constantly out of the corner of her eye. It didn’t match how the Jedi spoke to Varana with an air of annoyance and condescension, despite Varana remaining respectful and polite. He could only guess Varana had done something to deserve a grudge following the swoop race before they had made it back to the hideout. From what he had seen of Varana, that didn’t make sense, unless it was unintentional. Was the Jedi jealous, or even threatened, by how Varana had handled herself thus far?

Bastila’s beef with Varana was superseded by the fact that Bastila thought Varana had the Force.

She may have thought she was being sneaky, but it was a small apartment, and Carth had heard all of it. Bastila had asked Varana to talk in a quiet voice, how could that not get Carth’s attention? He didn’t know if Zaalbar or Mission had also paid attention to the conversation in the corner, but he was busy enough with his own thoughts, he didn’t need to discuss it with anyone.

He thought it might not matter, it might just be one of life’s mysteries, as they left Taris behind. They’d get to Dantooine, Bastila and Carth would return to their places, and… Well, Canderous would probably disappear. Good riddance. Varana might do the honorable thing and stay with the Republic until she fulfilled her “contract” (she always used air quotes when she referred to the conditions of her release as a contract). She might also run as soon as she got to Dantooine. But, strangely enough, he knew she would look after Zaalbar and Mission. He wasn’t sure what sort of life Mission would have if she stuck with Varana but she would be okay.

But (of course), it wasn’t so simple.

He expected to give a report to the Jedi Council, and it went without any surprises. It felt normal, as normal as a report covering something as extraordinary as the events of Taris could be, but he felt a warm pride in his chest when he finished. He had completed his mission. He had gotten Bastila safe. The praise of the Jedi Council felt good, until:

“Could you send in Varana?”

Of course they wanted a report from her as well, she was technically a Republic soldier (why did they want to see her?). She had taken an oath to serve the Republic (she was a smuggler!). She was the only other one with Bastila after the swoop race, having a second view might be helpful (why did he feel so cold?). Varana was just as vital to the success of their escape as he was, maybe even more so (he felt sick). If it hadn’t been for her, they never would have made it (something was wrong).

“They’re waiting for you inside,” Carth heard himself say. She was confused but did as requested. He turned to follow her back inside but Bastila shook her head, the door closing to keep him out. When the door opened, thankfully before Carth could pace a moat into the courtyard, Varana looked pale. He couldn’t ask what happened, his tongue getting caught and his gut twisting as Bastila followed close behind, herding Varana to the Ebon Hawk.

Varana had the Force (of course she did). Varana was going to be a Padawan (of course she was). A woman who was mysteriously assigned to the Endar Spire, whose mission was so classified Carth didn’t even know the details, who survived an ambush attack, who found Bastila and escaped in what could be considered a miraculous series of events, who conveniently couldn’t remember her past.

Everything in Carth told him this was wrong, and it was dangerous. He had to figure out what was going on, who she was. None of this could have been a coincidence.

And he had something very useful on his side: he was the Poster Boy for the Republic, the Jedi didn’t give him a second glance when he walked around the compound. They didn’t mind him going into their library or archives, using their terminals to check the news and current events of the war. It was only natural for a soldier cooped up in an enclave to be anxious for news.

Despite himself, he brought T3 with him. The droid was surprisingly calming, especially in Carth’s isolation, and could keep secrets better than Mission after breaking into databases he shouldn’t.

He started with the most obvious place: her file. It was sparse, as expected from someone who lived on the fringe of Republic space and did their best to avoid capture for most of their life. But it gave enough information to jump off from:

Birthplace: Deralia Age: 25 Parents: Mother - Sangre nee Termos. Father - Zanalf Warner Species: Human

Turned out, those last names were very common on Deralia, as were those first names. With some time, he found a marriage certificate for them. Soon after, he found Varana’s birth certificate. Carth was surprised by his relief when he saw the birth certificate and realized it matched her age.

Had he really expected for it all to be fake? (Yes.)

“Based on the Jedi files on Deralia, they don’t have much of a presence there, so they could have missed a Force sensitive child,” Carth said aloud, as though T3 might appreciate hearing his thoughts.

T3 did beep in response, giving Carth a sense that at least he wasn’t totally alone in this little alcove of the quiet library.

“We should find images of her parents, I think she’d like that,” Carth suggested, again as though T3 would appreciate his thoughts. T3 took it as an order and began searching through Deralia’s files.

“That has to be the wrong woman,” Carth muttered when images began appearing on the terminal screen. “Oh, right, she takes after her dad,” Carth reminded himself. A news article was one of the files T3 pulled up in the droid’s attempt at being helpful, and Carth opened it to read the small town newspaper. He swallowed hard, growing cold, as he scanned the page and found the small article that had gotten T3’s attention.

At the top was an image of a happy family of three, a dark skinned man, a light skinned woman with bright red hair, and a dark tan girl with big brown curls. The caption for the picture read “Zanalf Warner (left), Varana Warner (center), Sangre Warner (right), at Varana’s 6th birthday.” The article title was a cold “Family of three dies in drunk driving accident.”

Carth stared at the little girl, not recognizing her at all. The Varana he knew was light skinned with straight black hair.

“It’s… it’s the wrong one.”

He and T3 kept looking, but couldn’t find any other Varanas born to a Zanalf and Sangre on Deralia two and a half decades ago. He didn’t want to admit it, he didn’t want to accept it, but the Varana he knew was a lie. He had to find out who she was, he knew it was important, he knew it was dangerous. He was not going to let himself be blindsided again.

“T3, I need you to do something for me.”

Carth could only hope Varana was too tired from training to notice if he was acting differently around her. He desperately tried to act normal, if anything he had to act friendly. He needed things to identify her. Finger prints, scars, voice recordings, images, anything T3 could try to match to existing databases to try to find out who she really was.

Fingerprints were easy, she didn’t have a habit of wiping down every surface she touched and T3 was able to scan multiple items only she had touched.

But her fingerprints had been scrubbed. Not from records, she literally didn’t have fingerprints anymore. That concerned Carth more than anything, people don’t just have their fingerprints removed for no reason. She was trying to hide who she really was.

“You seem grumpy,” Carth mentioned as casually as he could one night as Varana sat at the table, reading her datapad. T3 sat in the corner, recording.

“Got into an argument with the masters,” she mumbled, “Vrook doesn’t like me. Actually I don’t think any of them like me, at best they tolerate me. Zhar might kind of like me. I’m not sure.”

She put down the datapad and groaned, moving her head up and around, popping her neck and sighing happily. Carth took it as an opportunity, moving behind her, his hands hesitating over her shoulders. She opened her eyes, looking up at him in confusion.

“What are you doing?”

“You seem tense,” he said with a shrug, dropping his hands on her shoulders and rubbing. She purred, relaxing under his touch and letting her head lull to the side.

“So have you. Understandable.”

“Oh?”

“You’ve been stuck here with no explanation. A soldier can only take so much leave before they get antsy,” she explained, grinning up at him before she closed her eyes and drooped again under his hands.

“True…” Carth muttered, biting back his frustration. He had a goal here. “Any of that meditation or visions helping with your memories?”

She tensed up at that, letting out a controlled breath.

“I don’t think about it.”

“Really? You don’t wonder about any scars you have? Tattoos? Birthmarks? Habits? Things you can’t explain?” he pushed, working his fingers into her hair and massaging her scalp.

“Nah…” she sighed, “I haven’t really noticed any.”

“Really? That’s weird.”

“Is it?”

“Most people have scars somewhere, unless they are rich or vain enough to have the scars removed,” he realized he shouldn’t have said that last part so he played it off as a joke, leaning down and whispering, “you’ve got a big pile of credits somewhere, don’t you? I bet you’re secretly rich.”

That made her laugh and she shook her head and let out a joking, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

And then she turned her face, and Carth realized how very close he was to her, as she dreamily looked at him.

“Obviously I’m a lost princess,” she teased, “my memories were stolen by an evil wizard. Duh.”

“Right, of course!” Carth snorted, moving away and resuming his massaging. He desperately wanted to relax with her, she made it so easy to sink into a lull, but he knew it was a trick. Of course she didn’t have any identifying marks, if she got rid of her fingerprints she’d get rid of anything else that could identify her. She may have even altered her face and voice.

But maybe… maybe she hadn’t changed how she fought.

“So what did you argue with the masters about today?” Carth changed the subject. He’d get T3 to record her fighting tomorrow during her training session, maybe he could talk her into sparing with him tomorrow night.

“You say that like I argue with them every day!”

“Don’t you?” he teased, earning him a snorted chuckle and a nod in admission.

#kotor #Isn't It Odd #fanfiction #my writing

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thedivinefish · 5 years

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10 Things to Hate About the iPhone

Of September i took delivery of my iPhone in the beginning, the start of a trying month personally that found me from the workplace for lengthy periods and only touching the globe via my telephone. It had been a baptism of fire for me and these devices. You shall have observed the adverts, used it in phone shops, viewed fellow commuters' shoulders, borrowed your friend's ... great isn't it? Or could it be? In this post I contact on some of the things about the device which have really irked me personally. A bit or quite a lot just. Also to keep up with the celestial karmic stability I've a companion content on a few of the reasons for having the iPhone that I definitely love. There's enough materials for both articles, I assure you! So right here we go, backwards order, the 10 factors that you should hate about the iPhone! 10. Grubby fingertips and the onscreen keyboard The iPhone's onscreen keyboard is surprisingly effective and doesn't take long to get accustomed to. Be sure you wash the hands just before you do therefore just, however! This is not just aesthetic: For reasons uknown I have the ability to keep a sticky tag under my right thumb that attract dirt, biscuit crumbs, or whatever, correct over the erase essential. Generally the crumb lands there just as I finish the two 2 web page email and begins to rub out the whole message character by personality! This is simply not an exaggeration!! It really is, however, not really a daily occurrence!! 9. External memory We went the complete hog and took the 16GB iPhone instantly. I don't regret it! I haven't been selective with my music collection and have pretty much all my ripped CDs stored on the iPhone. That's 14GB. Which leaves valuable little room for true data. On other devices that is rarely a problem and nonvolatile storage is usually flash memory of some description, how big is which obeys Moore's law and doubles in proportions and speed every 9 months or so and halves in physical size every 24 months roughly with a new "mini" or "micro" format. I have yet to perform out of space on a cellular smartphone or mobile phone, with an address book of over 500 names even. The problem on the iPhone is that there surely is no external memory slot no way (short of wielding a soldering iron) of expanding the inner memory. A shame. The ipod itouch has spawned a 32GB edition and I suppose the 32GB iPhone is coming. When that occurs the legacy user base will be left wondering how to proceed next. 8. Electric battery and battery life The iPhone is sleek - a centimetre thick and enticingly smooth with those rounded edges barely. There are few buttons, no little doorways to arrive open and break off in your pocket and no memory slots to fill with fluff and dirt. One of the known reasons for the smooth style is that the iPhone doesn't have a consumer removeable battery. The battery could be changed by an ongoing service centre, and over both years I'll keep this product I have a much to improve the battery at least once, but I cannot perform it myself. Also the battery can be surprisingly little - it needs to be to fit into this neat small package. The purchase price you purchase this is battery life. My gadget is currently 6 weeks outdated and also have been completely cycled about 5 times (I tend to keep the electric battery on charge but let it run flat at least one time weekly). EASILY is not continuously using these devices, checking the device twice one hour and answering phone calls just, using 3G and Press, I could rely on a full morning of 10 to 12 hours between charges. If I start WiFi this drops to 6 or 7 hours. If the GPS is utilized by me without WiFi, autonomy drops to four or five 5 hours. EASILY wanted to be frugal and last a complete a day really, I would have to switch off both Force 3G and email, and reduce screen brightness to the very least. For some social people this is a major issue. For me personally, since I either possess a PC on and can trail an USB cable, or spend your day driving with the iPhone installed as an ipod device and being billed by the automobile, it is much less of a constraint. Nonetheless it continues to be an annoyance. I haven't however noticed an iPhone equivalent of the Dell Latitude "Slice" - an electric battery "backpack" for the iPhone that could a lot more than double autonomy with reduced extra thickness, but I suppose that someone, someplace, is focusing on an aftermarket gadget. 7. Document management There is absolutely no exact carbon copy of the Windows Mobile File Manager or Mac Finder on the iPhone so there is absolutely no way of manipulating file objects on device. Admittedly the iPhone does a credible job of shielding you from the need to do any kind of file level manipulation: Including the Camera includes a photo album that is also available in other applications that require to gain access to images (for instance, the iBlogger application I take advantage of to create short articles on this website). But there are instances if you want to control individual file items still. One is during set up and set up when setting up root certificates for SSL to ensure that these devices can speak to an Exchange server: If you don't use Apple's enterprise deployment device (which locks straight down the device and prevents further configuration changes, thus not necessarily desirable), the only methods to set up these devices for Exchange are to create a short-term IMAP accounts and download an attachment that you open up, or to setup a website with the main certificate and define the correct MIME types on the web server (I possibly could not understand this to work, incidentally!). Just how much easier it could be to download the certificate onto the device using Home windows explorer (linking to a Personal computer vian USB exposes the devices memory as an attached storage space device) and also to have the ability to open the certificate document from memory space on the iPhone. The other key dependence on this functionality is when manipulating attachments on email messages. There is no real method of saving attachments, or attaching documents to a fresh or forwarded message selectively. 6. Navigating through email folders I have a tendency to preserve a complete large amount of emails in my own mailbox. I archive once a full year, and towards the finish of the next year usually. I'm also pretty busy and focus on twelve consulting and business advancement projects at the same time. That means a couple of things: a whole lot of email messages, and the necessity to sensibly organise those emails. I organise my email messages into trees - consulting projects in separate folders and these folders organised by client, all kept individual from businesses I'm committed to and from my own stuff. 40 or 50 folders probably. On Windows Cellular devices I can cleanly organise this quite, having the ability to expand or collapse parts of the folder tree. The tree is normally recognised by the iPhone, but provides me no method of collapsing the hierarchy. The Inbox is always at the very top: Junk email is usually always in the bottom. Moving junked emails means traversing the whole tree incorrectly, which is a discomfort using the classy flick scroll gesture also. It's clumbsy and unnecessary. 5. Filtering offline email content The other side of this complexity is managing just how much of my "online archive" to take with me. You don't have (no space) to take it all with me: I am quite used to putting sensible limits on the portion of the mail folder to take with me. Windows Cell enables me to consider 1, two or three 3 months worth of email with me, to state whether I take attachments with me, all the email or the headers just. I could select which folders to take or leave behind even. And I won't need to worry easily go away and discover I am lacking an essential folder - I can change the parameters and these devices will download what's missing. The iPhone is less flexible slightly. It won't i want to download accessories pre-emptively: It'll just load the message header and keep the attachment behind unless and until I select the email manually. I could define just how many days of email messages i from one day to 1 one month download, but beyond that I cannot specify a limit. I've a filtration system on the amount of messages within a folder that I screen from 25 to 200 messages however the interaction between this environment and the time limit isn't entirely clear. In case you are a light consumer that is less of a concern: For a heavier email user with a complicated folder hieracrchy you have much less control and may come across memory management problems as a result. 4. Message Exchange and management The worst problem with message management on the iPhone is specific to Microsoft Exchange actually. I am a specialist user and like Microsoft Exchange really. It isn't simply my mail server: It's a complete collaboration engine, with group and resource scheduling, rich address book, "to accomplish" lists, journaling, contact histories etc. I don't utilize it for fax and tone of voice mail yet, but that's just a question of failing to have made enough time to get the interface box to the PBX and convert that feature on. THEREFORE I is up there with the additional 60% of business mailbox users that are addicted to Exchange. When the iPhone appeared the Exchange conversation tale was weak 1st. It could do IMAP, but that's only a fraction of the tale. No nagging issue, that wasn't Apple's intended principal audience either, but the enterprise users wanted the iPhone, so Apple surely got to work. To be good to them, Apple have done a complete lot with iPhone 3G to enhance the Exchange story. The majority of the protection protocols is there, including crucial features like remote control SSL and clean, and it facilitates Push. Business deployment is easy as well with a devoted enterprise set up tool that supports remote device construction. Unfortunately Apple appear to have stopped halfway through the API and a complete lot of Exchange functionality is overlooked. A few of this, like losing some data richness within get in touch with and calendar products, doesn't have an effect on all users equally. Other components are more essential, however. The ultimate way to explain this is one way you forward electronic mails with attachments. The Exchange API permits customers to forward the message without the message content being kept locally: You can ahead the header and the server will connect the attachments and other wealthy content material before forwarding. The iPhone doesn't understand why: First it has to download all the message and accessories from the server to the iPhone, then it must add the forwarding address and send out the whole message back to the server. Shifting a note between folders is the consists of and same the same telecommunications overhead. A nuisance for me personally, but only that: If you aren't on a data bundle and pay out by the MB you then have to be cautious with this. [Another side-effect of the issue is certainly that server-side disclaimers and signatures get positioned by the end of the forwarded message, than under new message text rather.] 3. Reading HTML and rich texts I really like HTML emails. I understand that is considered a cardinal sin in a few quarters, but as somebody once stated, if email have been invented after http would email have been performed any other method? HTML is definitely ubiquitous, it really is clean and it functions. Not to mention being the very best mobile internet device available, the iPhone should be an excellent HTML email reader, shouldn't it? Well, it very is nearly. It can some stuff well really. The design is got because of it, it renders inline images, it'll even show some history. But what if the text is wide really? It'll wrap won't it? No, it will not. It'll shrink the written text to match. It'll make the text really, small really. And you can't cheat by rotating the device, making the display "wider" and the font larger, because the mail customer doesn't support scenery presentation (why?). Of course you can zoom in, because it's HTML, nevertheless, you need to scan the complete line then, whizzing over the page to the ultimate end of the line, then whizzing back again to get the beginning of another line again. Oh dear! 2. Task switching The iPhone is a pleasant, clean style. And area of the cool, clean look originates from the lack of nasty brief cut action control keys. The iPhone has only three buttons on the edges of these devices: the on/off button at the top, the volume up/down toggle on the relative side and the excellent single button mute button above the quantity toggle. That's it. The only other button on these devices may be the "home" switch on leading, below the display screen. The house button stops whatever application you are engaged on and goes to the house page of the device - the pretty page filled with icons that set up each application on these devices. Good work it's pretty, because you find a lot of it. There is absolutely no way to jump to your calendar directly, or address book, or email. In addition to the one "dual click" action (consumer configurable to either go for phone favourites or iPod controls), the only method to start an activity is to return to the home page or more again into the application you want. Discover a fascinating URL within an email that you want to check out in Safari? Memorise it well, or write it down, because unless the written text has been developed as a web link you need to get back to the house page, begin Safari, type the URL, realise you have it wrong, press the real home button again, start email, open up the email, find the URL ... and begin again. Or you could just choose the URL and trim and paste it in to the browser address bar ... except ... 1. How on the planet do you cut and paste? Once Xerox had invented the mouse, the GUI and WYSIWYG editing, it had been up to Apple to take that technology and make it affordable with the Lisa and the Mac. And Microsoft to create it ubiquitous, of program. Among the joys of using the mouse, or any pointing device, is that you will be distributed by it a third dimension as you maneuver around the page. You are not constrained by the line or the term or the paragraph - you can leap right to any portion of the record. And you could select elements of a record by dragging over an expressed term, a relative collection, a paragraph, and take action with it. Like reducing it out. Or copying it. Or dragging it. It's regular. That's precisely what you perform. You do not have 3 hour seminars and classes on utilizing a mouse (or a stylus) to point and choose, drag and click. You demonstrate it once, the training student understands and will it. However the company that helped the mouse get away from the lab and enter the shops appears to have forgotten about it. Obtain out your iPhone. Write a sentence. Write a different one. Oops - that second sentence would make even more sense Prior to the initial one. I'll simply slice and paste the sentence. Oh no you will not! Since there is zero paste and lower on the iPhone. Listen to that? No? Well, I'll state it once again! THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO Trim AND PASTE ON THE IPHONE. Google around a little and you will find a large number of articles about them. You'll find shock, indignation, horror. You'll actually discover brave Apple gurus explaining sagely that you don't want trim and paste since the iPhone offers you more immediate means of using information, like linking URLS, or detecting telephone numbers, or, er, something. The probably explanation is that once Apple has made a decision to get rid of the stylus, the only UI gesture was to use two fingers and drag that over the page to choose some text. But that gesture acquired already been used with the wonderful pinch zoom motion applied to large files and webpages. There exists a real way to avoid it, however. Some extremely credible proof idea demonstrations have already been place on the internet showing what sort of sustained stage and drag with single finger (just like the stylus selection action in Windows Mobile) will be workable rather than conflict with any various other screen actions on the iPhone. Let's wish that the idea demos function and we see cut and paste applied in an forthcoming firmware release. For the time being, at least every day I wager every iPhone user will silently curse twice, shrug and present up composing that urgent memo because they cannot become bothered to type everything again. So that's it. Do not misunderstand me, The iPhone can be believed by me is an excellent, transformational and iconic device. Much like the Mac pc, it has transformed our perception of just what a cellular device ought to be. Mobile phone smartphones and cell phones will never end up being the same again. It's that for all it's brilliance, it remains flawed. The iPhone may be the product of an excellent and prolific yet highly introspective band of engineers. Left absolve to innovate, unrestrained by any notion of practicality or truth or what the user currently thinks she or he wants, Apple have made a concept gadget. I'm grateful they possess, but I dread that it'll be to others up, with a clearer grasp of what an individual can use, specifically what ELSE an individual does, to consider the iPhone to another step.

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Chapter 2 is up!

Summary:

Every person is born with their soulmate's name written somewhere on their body. Symmetra’s used to be on her left wrist.

Sombra has no real connections. The person she used to be did, but it’s better this way. Soulmates complicate things.

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Sombra paces in her hotel room, trying to keep her breathing steady. Her heart hammers in her chest. Come on, idiot. You’re Sombra. Sombra always knows what to do. Sombra always has a plan.

She doesn’t have a plan.

Soulmates had never really worked out in her experience. Half the kids she had run with in Los Muertos had felt their soulmates die - she remembers Angelo, who had been like a big brother to her, curling into a ball and clutching his bicep where his soul mark burned, screaming the name of a woman he never got a chance to meet. She remembers how the mark on the back of her mother’s hand had faded to scars even as she had refused to let her children give up hope. She remembers waiting for the pain to flare on her own wrist and for the gold letters to turn white, hoping that the seemingly inevitable loss would hurt less if she was ready for it. She remembers, and she knows that she must choose logic, she must choose to fight anything and anyone that would even try to control her.

And yet.

She can’t help but feel a certain pull towards the architech. It almost feels like recognition, and she supposes that, in a way, it might be. People believe all kinds of things about how soulmates are paired, but everyone talks about how you just know. And Sombra just knows.

She sits on the edge of the bed to breathe through the waves of fear. Pull yourself together. Sombra isn’t afraid of anything. She takes a deep breath in. Not even your soulmate being the most talented, intelligent, gorgeous- she forces that train of thought to stop as she exhales. Focus.

In, and out.

As Sombra calms, she pushes the unhelpful feelings away.

In, and out.

Be logical.

Something has to be done. For now, she has to ignore the fact that Satya is her soulmate. She sighs. It’s not like ‘Sombra’ was the name on her wrist. That person can’t exist anymore. I am Sombra, not that little girl.

Sombra opens her holoscreens and pulls up the profiles of the other architechs. There has to be more information. She makes notes for a while, but finds it near impossible to stay on task. Eventually she returns to Satya’s file. She can’t help but wonder what Satya would think of her. She is elegant where Sombra is crass, quiet where Sombra is harsh. How are we supposed to work together?

As she stares at her screens, she considers the facts of the situation. Vishkar is doing anything and everything to sate their greed; no one else has had both the means and the will to do anything about it; her soulmate is among the people in need of help. Sombra hates feeling obligated to do anything. Even Talon knows better than to try to force her into completing a task she does not want to do.

And yet.

Taking down Vishkar has to be done - for Lúcio’s sake, if nothing else. They have to be punished for what they’ve done. Sombra doesn’t want to admit it, but her curiosity about Satya is growing with every moment.

Sombra sighs. Of course this is the one time that my heart and my head point me in the same direction. Taking a deep breath, she hacks into Vishkar’s network and searches it for Satya’s computer.

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Halfway across the world in Vishkar’s Utopaea headquarters, Satya settles into her apartment after work. The day had been long and tedious, filled with endless meetings and trainings and appointments. Ever since she had returned from Rio, things had felt ever so slightly off - almost like her fellow employees were watching her a bit more carefully. She had brought it up during one of the monthly psychological evaluations, but decided to drop it when Sanjay scolded her for it afterwards.

She sits on the couch and opens her laptop to check her email. It takes a second or two longer than usual for her to log in, and when she does, something seems wrong. She pauses.

One, two, three, four, five - the correct number of columns in the grid of icons on the left side of the screen. Two, four, six, eight, ten - the correct number of rows. Satya frowns. Separate from the grid, off to the right, there is an outlier, a word document she does not remember creating.

The text underneath it reads “hello.”

Satya deletes it and runs a malware scan.

The scan comes up clean and she goes to check her email.

She answers a few from colleagues, and a few from clients. Sanjay had sent an email asking for a report that Satya is sure she had sent him at least twice already, but she sends it again anyway. As she searches the documents folder, she sees it.

“Hello take 2,” this one is called. When she minimizes the windows she has up, sure enough, another icon has appeared on her screen. She deletes it and continues on with her business. Maybe someone is just messing with me. Some of her coworkers liked to do that sometimes. Their joking didn’t bother her when they left her out of it, but this was too much.

She sends the last few emails, and exits all the windows to check for another icon.

“plz”

Satya pinches the bridge of her nose. They don’t pay me enough to deal with this. She sighs and opens the document.

It is blank.

Satya isn’t sure what she was expecting.

She closes it, deletes it, and runs another scan. Still nothing is flagged. She almost screams in frustration when she closes the scan window and yet another icon has appeared. She opens it and taps out a message.

Why are you doing this?

Satya glares at the screen as though that might make the person on the other end reply faster. After a moment, the cursor jumps a couple lines down the page and the text color changes to purple.

I have information for you. You have the right to know.

The words send a spike of combined dread and curiosity through Satya. She presses enter twice and types:

Who are you?

The cursor moves again, then sits there blinking on the page.

I’m

It pauses. A ‘y’ appears and is quickly deleted.

a friend.

Satya frowns.

If you are my friend, you can communicate with me through more appropriate channels. I do not appreciate what you’re doing

The cursor moves almost immediately when she finishes typing.

I know, I’m sorry. We haven’t met

Satya presses enter before the person can continue.

Then how are we friends?

There is a pause, then the typing continues.

Details, details. I’m a friend and I mean you no harm. Please listen to me.

The cursor jumps down and waits for Satya’s input. She sighs.

Fine.

The stranger types out the address of a website, a username, and a password.

What is that?

An ‘appropriate channel.’

Satya rolls her eyes and opens the web browser.

The website appears to be a local news site for a small town that Satya has never heard of. She logs in with the information she had been given, and is surprised to find what almost looks like a forum. She freezes. A chat window pops up at the bottom of the page.

Sombra: hey!

Sombra: I’m the friend

Hermosa: What is all this?

Sombra: just an archive of stuff, and sort of a forum. Most of it is locked for you right now, and none of the other users besides me can interact with you yet

Hermosa: Why is it locked if you want to give me information?

Hermosa: And who are the other users?

Hermosa: How does this work?

Sombra: a curious mind, I like it ;)

Sombra: 1) just a precaution, 2) some friends of mine. Maybe three of us use this regularly. 3) it’s hard to explain, but do some research on virtualization if you want, it’s cool shit

Sombra: go to the corps tab, >Vishkar, >Rio/Calado

Satya goes to the tabs as ‘Sombra’ instructed. She looks through the compiled information and almost forgets to breathe.

There is CCTV footage of Symmetra in the Calado building on that night, footage that shows her knocking out guards and looking through files. There are recordings of conversations between Vishkar employees, Calado employees, and government officials. Medical reports, death certificates, lawsuits - there is so much information, so much incriminating information, that all she can do is sit and stare. The pinging sound of a notification startles her.

Sombra: I know this is probably a lot to take in

Sombra: this is what I wanted you to see first

One of the files becomes highlighted in purple. Satya clicks on the first one apprehensively.

It is a recording of a phone call between Sanjay and one of the Vishkar CEO’s underlings. Her heart sinks as she listens.

“-and good job with the placement, that fire saved us the headache of buying the land.” The man chuckled. “At this rate you’re in for a promotion, Korpal.”

“Thank you, sir,” Sanjay responded. “I should also let you know - Vaswani didn’t like what happened.”

“Well, that’s why we don’t leave the decision making to Vaswani, isn’t it? Remind her of her place, tell her whatever she wants to hear. Let her keep dreaming.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Keep a closer eye on her, too. We don’t want too many funny ideas to take root.”

“Yes, sir.”

Satya closes the recording. She sits and stares at the screen, at a loss for what to do. No, I- no. It can’t be real. It’s a joke. We’re making the world a better place.

Frustrated, she logs out of the website and goes to delete all traces of her conversation with Sombra. She is surprised to see that the document they had been talking through earlier had already been deleted and replaced with something new - “Satya.” She almost doesn’t want to, but she looks at what it says.

Satya-

I know this is hard to believe, but it is real. All the information I have to give you is real. You’re trying to make a better world - so am I. We can help each other. Just think about it. And don’t worry, I will make sure that there are no traces of me for Vishkar to find.

Vishkar will not stand forever. I’d love to work with you.

-Sombra

Satya closes the document, and moments later, it is deleted. She sits curled up on her couch, watching the sun set over the Utopaea skyline, and considers her options.

---

Sombra falls into an uneasy sleep after she finishes cleaning up the evidence of her intrusion into Vishkar’s network. She dreams of a child playing in a field with her brother and sister, waiting for their mother and father to call them in for dinner.

---

Sombra is woken at dawn by a notification. She checks the archive and selects the blinking chat window.

Hermosa: This is how it’s going to be. I will ask you questions - about anything and everything, and you will provide me with answers and sources proving those answers. If you ever lie to me, I’m out, and I will take everything I know to Vishkar. Deal?

Sombra laughs as she reads the message. I like her already.

She grins and responds.

Sombra: Deal

Author’s note: credit where credit is due - the talking via the word doc is inspired by the Millenium series by Steig Larsson, can’t remember which book

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Bluehost review from a former 3 year Customer

GENUINE BLUEHOST REVIEW

Having used Bluehost for the past 3 years, I believe I am highly qualified to give a genuine review. This year, February 2018, I moved all my websites to cloud hosting on Vultr. This is mostly due to the desire to have control over my own server and not due to any Bluehost features .

Bluehost was founded in 1996 and since then it has worked to become better in its Web Hosting services. So far it has grown to be one of the most recognized web hosting companies in the world that powers over 2million websites around the globe. Their relationship with wordpress is so strong that the WordPress community officially recommends them. Bluehost provides 24 hours customer support. Support is 24/7. B Host also pride themselves in great hosting infrastructure.

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As you already know, I had been using Bluehost for the past 3 years (2014 to January 2018 . Slightly more than 3 actually. This year I moved to VPS Hosting on Vultr.

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Bluehost has a very responsive and informative customer support team that works 24/7 . Different customers may have had different experiences with the support team. Personally, I can’t complain about the Bluehost Customer support.

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Greengeeks offers free migration from any web host.

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Quality of Support Materials

Bluehost is well documented. There is an extensive amount of videos and articles that will help you when you need any help. Most materials are created by the Bluehost team while other materials are created by third party individuals. Here is my Bluehost Tutorial for beginners on Youtube. A complete video guide to help you learn about managing your website, working with emails, databases, File Manager, FTP and so much more.

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