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[ladykailitha]

The Magic of Christmas Part 4/8

Hello! How are you guys enjoying so far?

In this Steve realizes his feelings, Dustin and Robin decide Steve needs to live forever, and Steve gets roped into something he swore he'd never do.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

***

August was fucking miserable. Like the worst month of the year. After February. And January. And September...

That’s besides the point. The point was that AC had kicked the bucket in the middle of the biggest heatwave.

He was going to cry. The wizard piece turned out really well. Steve had loved all the little details that he had put in it.

But the rogue was giving him trouble. It was horrific. Because rogues were silent and mysterious, but the way Steve talked about Will, he was quiet kid, a bitchy teen, and a wild adult. Trying to figure his place in the world he kinda went punk. Dyed his hair bright green. Piercings and tattoos. Ripped clothes and combat boots.

Eddie slowly sat up. Well that’s a thought. He blinked for a moment. That could actually work.

Suddenly his phone rang. He frowned at the device. No one called anymore. It was all texts and DMs and Face Time. The name that came up because there was one, another surprising thing, was Steve.

He dived for the phone and managed to answer it before it went to voicemail.

“‘Ello?” he breathed.

“Hi, Eds,” Steve greeted cheerfully.

Eds.

Fuck.

The things that little nickname did to the butterflies in his stomach.

“Hey, Stevie!” he said back. “What can I do you for?”

“That article Nancy did is making some serious headway,” Steve explained. “I was wondering if you wanted to meet me for lunch to go over the details.”

Eddie laughed. “I was about to text you, darlin’. I have an idea for the rogue I wanted to float by you. So where to, my liege?”

“Monte Cruz, the Mexican place on 7th?” Steve asked.

It was a bit pricey, but it had the best fajitas Eddie had ever had. “Sure thing. 1pm okay?”

“Let me check,” Steve replied.

Eddie could hear him call Robin and while he couldn’t hear her response, Steve’s warm ‘thank you’ meant he was free.

“That’s perfect,” Steve said. “I’ll see you then.”

“Yeah.”

They hung up and Eddie laid on the floor staring up at the ceiling, holding his phone over his chest.

Fuck!

He got up and dashed to the bathroom to shower. He felt like he was covered in slime.

*

Steve was waiting for him on the terrace, a nice cool breeze rustling his hair. And Eddie couldn’t help but fall a little bit more.

Eddie waved and was far too pleased to get Steve’s little finger wave in return.

He sat down and grinned at Steve. “How is it cooler outside then in my loft?”

“Heat rises?” Steve suggested. cocking his head to the side.

Eddie laughed. “Well it’s the only thing that rising at this point. It’s so fucking hot.”

“I thought you’re loft had air conditioning,” Steve said with a frown.

“Apparently we worked it to extinction,” Eddie said mournfully.

Steve pulled out his phone. “Are you renting or paying a mortgage? I don’t remember what all we’re paying for.”

“Sadly, we own it,” Eddie said with a heavy sigh. “Otherwise I would have harassed a landlord to get it fixed.”

Steve hummed. “All right, I’ve messaged Robin. She’ll call around and get a technician come over tomorrow. It’ll go on my card if can be fixed or if it needs to be replaced.”

Eddie leaned back in his chair. “You don’t have to do that, man.”

Steve smiled at him. “Will the excess heat hurt your paintings?”

Eddie opened and closed his mouth a couple times before he threw his arms in the air. “Yes! Of course it will.”

“Then it’s a business expense and I’ll cover it.”

“I hate you,” Eddie said, crossing his arms over his chest.

“You really, really don’t,” Steve murmured. “Now show me your idea for Will’s rogue.”

Eddie pulled out his drawing pad and flipped to the right page. He slid it over to Steve for him to see.

“Oh Eds,” Steve breathed. “It’s beautiful. He’ll love it.”

Eddie tried not to preen, but he couldn’t help it. “So I can go ahead and start painting?”

“Absolutely,” he replied. “Though maybe wait until after your cooler is fixed.”

Eddie threw his head back laughed. “I think you’re probably right.” He gently took the pad from Steve’s grip. “So what’s going on with the charity?”

Steve lit up. He started explaining about all the people interested opening would basically be franchises but that Eddie would still have full control of each branch.

“This is amazing, Stevie,” Eddie breathed. “I can’t thank you enough.”

“I’m happy to help,” Steve said with a grin. “It means that I get drive Dustin absolutely nuts with this whole charity thing. He’s been begging me forever to meet you.”

“I mean, you can invite him to one of our reeducation of Steve Harrington movie nights,” Eddie said, shoving his hair in his face bashfully. “If you wanted to.”

Steve smiled fondly. “That’s sweet of you. But I was thinking something that would absolutely flip their collective shit even more than a movie night. A Halloween one-shot.”

Eddie’s lips formed an O. His eyes sparkled and he grinned. “I know just the thing. It’s something my friends and I used to do in high school. You have these little half–not even half character sheets that have just the most basic of stats. The point is to die in the most epic way possible. There are rewards for stupidest death, most epic death, TPK. It’s lots of fun.”

“That sounds amazing!” Steve said. “Would you be willing to do it?”

Eddie leaned forward on the table. “On one condition.”

“Oh?”

“You join us,” he said with a grin. “You read the stats, you roll the dice, you die like a bitch, just like everyone else. You’d be on equal footing with the rest of the Party.”

“Can I think about it?” Steve asked shyly, ducking his head.

“Sure thing, big boy,” Eddie replied. “But let’s order lunch. I’m starving!”

Steve laughed. “Of course.”

*

Robin poked her head into his office and held up a leather folio. “Do you want to tell me what the hell this is?”

“Sorry,” Steve said, “I’m not Spider-man. I don’t have x-ray vision.”

“That’s Superman,” Robin replied with a huff, “and you’re dodging the question. You know full well what I’m talking about.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “I really, really don’t. I haven’t done any even remotely outrageous in months.”

She walked up to his desk and slammed the folio on the desk. “Steven Kevin Harrington...”

“Not my middle name,” he sneered. “You know what it is. You have seen my birth certificate way more times than I have.”

Robin laughed. “But it’s so lame, so I make up ones that sound better.”

“Whatever, Robs,” he said with a huff of his own. “What has got you so twisted this time?”

She opened the folio and turned it around to face him. “You booked the Newfield for New Year’s eve.”

Steve smiled widely at her. “I told you I was going to. It’s hardly my fault you were making goo-goo eyes at Eddie’s agent at the time.”

Robin gasped. “I was not!” He raised a single eyebrow and she folded. “Yeah, all right, maybe.”

Steve sat up in his chair and scooted closer to her. “Look, before you start throwing accusations around about feelings and thinking with my dick, it’s for the charity. You know, the one we’re working on right now.”

Robin glared at him. “So it has nothing to do with him making goo-goo eyes at you?”

“He’s not!” he protested. “There’s no way. He can have anyone he wants, he’s not going to go for a stuffed shirt like me.”

Robin raised both her eyebrows. “You can’t actually believe that.”

“You saw his most recent video right?” Steve snapped. “The one where he ranted about how greedy businessmen destroying the environment?”

“Uh...” she said, “you mean the one where he especially called out billionaire businessmen and how smaller companies can change the face of the industry and then went on to list ten things that CEOs can do to change the world and all of them were things you did with Starcourt Ltd. That one?”

Steve blushed. “I guess I didn’t realize.”

“Look,” Robin said sitting down in one of the chairs, “I was wrong about a lot of things when you first hired Eddie for this job. About him, about you and your motives. So I get why you can’t take my advice on this, but he likes you. And more than just a friend.”

He ducked his head as the blush spread from his cheeks to the tips of his ears down the column of the throat. “Don’t go there, please.”

Robin held her hands up in surrender. “I won’t if you don’t want me to. All I’m saying is that if you think you’re falling for him, too…just know he probably feels the same.”

Steve licked his lips. “Yeah, okay.” Then he suddenly buried his head in his hands. “Fuck, I have to make a phone call.”

She raised an eyebrow.

He lifted his head and sighed heavily. “Looks like I’m going to be playing D&D after all.”

She laughed and laughed as Steve buried his head again.

The kids were never going to let him live this down.

*

“You’re sending my off for my last year as undergrad,” Dustin whined, “and you’re making me come back for fall break? Why?”

Steve was getting tired of this question. The only people who knew about Eddie DMing for them was Steve, Robin, and Eddie. And probably Chrissy. Oh and Claudia Henderson, Dustin’s mom. Which meant that all the other moms knew too.

All right, the conspiracy was bigger than Steve thought.

“Because it is your last year,” he said with a sigh. “You’ll be heading off to MIT next year and it’ll be harder for you to come home for the holidays.”

Dustin deflated. “Yeah, okay. So everyone will be home for Halloween?”

Steve brightened up. “Yep! I’m throwing a costume party with pizza and if you guys aren’t shitheads about it, I might even front for a wet bar.”

Dustin frowned. “What the fuck is a wet bar?”

Robin who had just come home, smacked him on the back of his head, knocking off his hat. “It means there will be booze, doofus.”

Dustin who had been about to yell at her for knocking off his hat, turned to Steve instead. “Seriously?”

“Yup! I’ve okay’ed it with all the parental units,” he said, “and I keep an eye on your intake to make sure you don’t get sick, they’re fine with it.”

Dustin launched himself at him and hugged him tight. “You’re the best, Steve!”

“There won’t be beer,” Steve warned. “It’s not the best drink to get started drinking on and bottles tend to hide how much you’ve been drinking.”

“Are they going to be spooky themed drinks?” Dustin asked.

Steve laughed. “Hell yeah, they are.” He ruffled Dustin’s hair. “Now go finish packing. I’m not going to let your mom do it for you this year. You’re an adult. Act like it.”

Dustin rolled his eyes. “God, you’re more mom like then my actual mom.”

Steve laughed. “If I got insulted every time one of you called me mom, I would’ve died of a heart attack years ago.”

Dustin hit him on the arm. “No talks of dying. You aren’t allowed. You have to live forever.”

Robin laughed. “Sure, just got to find that elixir of life somewhere.”

“Or the fountain of youth,” Dustin helpfully supplied.

“You could always invent something,” Steve suggested.

Dustin’s eyes lit up. “That’s a great idea!” He dashed off excitedly.

“Pack first!”

Robin laughed.

***

Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

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[rock-and-roll-hell]

December 22, 1977

Alive II Tour

The Spectrum - Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

From a local review: "KIϟϟ does not need songs to be an exciting stage act. The foursome, which is ranked at the top of the rock pile, has blazed a path in the musical world with its outlandish garb and hard-driving rock music. It's set records which put it in a league with the Beatles as far as audience appeal is concerned. Last night was another example of the group's drawing power. It sold out the Spectrum - a claimed attendance of 15,500 persons - many weeks in advance of the performance. And the performance itself... the music was passable, but the staging and the theatrics were the equal to any legitimate stage production. KIϟϟ has admitted in the past that its music is not its strongest point. The four have become competent musicians during the long years they have spent touring and playing together but they are far from being super musicians. The draw of KIϟϟ is its features four average musicians who are above-average actors. Not only actors but technicians in the art of generating a crowd magnetism. Last night's staging for the group's concert fell somewhere between the futuristic and the fantastic. The group played from a multi-level stage. It opened with guitarists Paul Stanley and Ace Frehley and bassist Gene Simons standing on platforms above the stage level. Drummer Peter Criss was on a platform of his own which remained more or less on one level throughout the show but even the drummer's platform was rigged for some exciting activity. As the band started to play, the upper platforms of the guitarists and bass player began to move toward stage level through their hydraulic systems and the stage simultaneously was layered with fog, blazed by a multitude of lights and was resounding with the after-shocks of planned stage explosions. The chrome and glass stage never ceased to be a marvel with its intricate lighting and design. A snake, coiled around a pole, would alternately spew fog and fire over the stage. Sections of the stage would rise 10-feet-or-more above its base to accentuate a band member's solo. Guitars exploded, lights flashed, confetti rained from above, blood flowed... there never was a point during the concert when the audience even could think of being bored. If anything, it was more like a three-ring circus and if you did not watch the show closely, you stood the chance of missing one of its more subtle nuances, although subtlety was a rarity. If the staging, pyrotechnics and related stage business does not sound flashy enough, you still have to take into consideration the costuming of the group. The members never have been pictured out of makeup. On stage, Criss is a whiskered feline; Simmons is a lizard with a long snaking tongue; Frehley is a surrealistic spaceman, and Stanley, the on-stage group leader, is the star-eyed sex symbol with an exposed hairy chest. They all dress in black, with silver accents, and wear platformed shoes of nose-bleed proportions. During the course of the show, all of the group members, with the exception of Criss, took the band's helm for solo vocals. If it seems that this review is giving the music second-billing to the show, it is because the music was secondary to the show. KIϟϟ will continue to draw astronomical numbers to its concerts as long as it, too remembers, music is not its primary message -- the show's the thing" (Bucks Co. Courier Times, 12/23/77).

[soaringonblackwings]

Crow’s Pokémon team.

Please note that I am taking into account egg moves, tutor moves, and TM/TR moves when making move sets (I am ignoring Legends Arceus moves). Nothing is off the table, I don’t really care about competitive rules for the most part. Movesets will be influenced by my personal preferences. (Ex: I hate recoil moves so they will be ignored). I am going to consider hidden abilities too. I am not going to consider held items for the most part since my knowledge on them are limited to Leftovers only. Same with natures, I am not knowledgeable on that.

So onwards!

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Corviknight (Flying/Steel)

Ability: Mirror Armor

Moveset: Hone Claws, Roost, Steel Wing, Drill Peck.

Extra: Corviknight helps Crow the most with his Blackbird Delivery service. This is the mon that typically goes second after his other mons to gain the Baton Pass effects.

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Drifblim (Ghost/Flying)

Ability: Aftermath

Moveset: Minimize, Stockpile, Baton Pass, Protect

Extra: Crow caught this Drifblim as a Drifloon when it was trying to kidnap a child. He knows the stories about this Pokémon and is not a fan of them. He is happy that it helps with his delivery job.

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Togekiss (Fairy/Flying)

Ability: Serene Grace

Item: King Rock

Moveset: Air Slash, Ancient Power, Double Team, Baton Pass

Extra: This is one of his strongest mons but it also hates fighting. It mostly stays behind and watches the kids.

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Honchkrow (Dark/Flying)

Ability: Super Luck

Moveset: Night Slash, Air Cutter, Sucker Punch, Acrobatics

Extra: Crow met this birdie as a Murkrow during one of his stings against Sector Security. Ever since, it just kind of hung around with Crow.

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Oricorio (Pom-Pom - Electric/Flying)

Ability: Dancer

Moveset: Revelation Dance, Quiver Dance, Air Slash, Baton Pass

Extra: Crow found this Pokémon as an egg. Usually stays with the kids and cheers from the sidelines. Having an electric type in Satellite is a huge boon.

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Maushold (Normal - Family of four)

Ability: Technician

Moveset: Population Bomb, Tidy Up, Aerial Ace, Baton Pass

Extra: Stays behind with the kids. If it wasn’t for Maushold, the garage would be a mess. Of course I would give Crow the family Pokémon.

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Happiny (Normal)

Ability: Fiend Guard

Moveset: Heal Bell, Hyper Voice, Protect, Seismic Toss

Extra: Yes, this is a level 100 Happiny. It is comedically strong has insane physical strength. Loves playing with the kids.

-

I tried giving as many Pokémon Baton Pass to emulate the Blackwings ability to special summon themselves on the field when another Blackwing is present.

Oricorio, Maushold, and Happiny are not a part of the main team. These three stayed behind in Satellite with Martha and the kids. Though Oricorio flies over to Neo Domino to visit, trading places with Togekiss.

Crow tends to keep his Pokémon out of their pokeballs. When he moves to Neo Domino he has to keep his bigger mons in pokeballs at all time due to rules. Only exception is on private property or if Corviknight and Drifblim is helping him with work.

Crow could work at a pokemon daycare. He would be good with baby pokemon much to everyone’s surprise.

[kivaember]

ac6 drabbles: DILF

okay didn't write anything yesterday because i had a banging headache and felt pretty bad, but today i feel more refreshed! since i have a large pile of prompts, let's see...

okay gonna do "Also 621 calling Walter "daddy" because I'm a degen" from @arcticarthropod since i am also a degen.

If you wanna know how Walter's design is for my drabbles/stories, this is his design done by my good friend mango!

DILF

'Handler,' came the flat, dispassionate voice of a text-to-speech programme, 'I have a question.'

Walter looked up from his terminal, the screen which was a mess of various sensor readings, data compilations and geographical comparisons, to see C4-621 standing in the doorway of his office.

Wasn't a very impressive office - more like a shoebox with an uneven desk crammed in, the surface which supported an ancient terminal, a far more modern laptop, and various datapads that he had collected over the decades. Most of the floorspace in this repurposed building was set aside as the garage, tending to the far more important asset of their AC and its various support auxiliaries. There was also an administration area for the technicans to sleep in, and C4-621 had his own space to decompress in, but usually Walter was left alone in this little, out of the way shoebox of an office, and it was how he liked it.

Still, he encouraged C4-621 to approach him if he needed something, if only because his hound would literally just stand in a corner staring vacantly at the wall if left to his own devices for too long. Walter had long grown used to his hound approaching him at random hours requesting 'enrichment' or 'tasking', and as a result his drawer was full of miscellenous things that he'd hand over.

Last time he'd given him a ball of yarn Carla had, for unknown reasons, bundled in with their regular supply drop. Walter had handed the yarn over and told C4-621 to practice cat's cradle (after showing him what that was exactly) and hadn't seen him for an entire day. He'd actually ended up going to hunt for him, and found C4-621 sadly entangled in the yarn, giving him a woebegotten look at his 'failure' to 'achieve his assigned objective'.

"What is it, 621?" he asked, half-expecting it to be something either totally mundane or off-the-wall insane. There was no inbetween with C4-621.

'I was observing the technicians earlier,' C4-621 inputted into his communication device. 'They mentioned a term I didn't know, but when I asked them to clarify, they said to ask you.'

Off-the-wall insane, then. Those technicains were RaD men Carla had sent over on loan. No doubt they were sniggering away in the garage, slapping each other on the back, thinking of innocently oblivious C4-621 asking Walter something potentially obscene.

So, Walter drew in a deep breath and braced himself, asking tiredly: "What's the term?"

"D-I-L-F."

Walter briefly raised his gaze to the ceiling in exasperation.

"...it's not relevant for you to know, 621," he finally said. "Ignore it."

C4-621 didn't immediately respond. He didn't type anything, but neither did he move. Instead, he shuffled his weight slightly, turning his communication device over and over in his hands. Walter recognised the behaviour: C4-621 wanted to press the question, but his instilled obedience to a higher authority strangled his nerve. The fact he was so openly dithering, though, meant he was getting a little bolder. Before, when they first arrived on Rubicon, he would've simply nodded and dropped the whole thing immediately.

Walter stoically waited him out. He returned to his terminal and continued to work, and after ten minutes of C4-621 awkwardly hovering in the doorway, his hound spoke again: 'They asked if I thought you were a DILF.'

Of course they did.

'I said I wasn't sure of what that term was, and they said to ask you, but that it is normally considered a compliment. So I said, yes, I viewed you as a DILF.'

Of course he did.

"621," Walter said, almost helplessly. He looked at him, unable to get a read on C4-621's impregnable expression. "You shouldn't blindly agree to things, especially where Carla's men are concerned. I've told you this."

'Sorry,' C4-621 said. 'Did they trick me again?'

Well. Walter was sort of stuck here. He didn't want to explain what DILF was, because Walter had waded once into the topic of sex with C4-621 and it had been the most surreal conversation he had ever had (and increasingly drove his suspicions that C4-621 was either raised in an attic as a child or by alien wolves), but on the other, Walter just knew that C4-621 would immediately go back to those technicians and say "Handler wouldn't tell me :c" and who knew what nonsense they'd fill C4-621's head with.

He sighed, defeated.

"DILF means... 'daddy I'd like to fuck'," Walter said stonily. "They were asking if you thought I was sexually attractive, 621."

C4-621 did not look flustered or embarrassed or otherwise startled at this information. He absorbed it, applying its definition to memory, and stared intently at Walter in an evaluating manner.

Finally, he nodded.

'Then my opinion remains unchanged,' he said, and promptly left before Walter could even react to that.

A reaction that was just a blink and a blank stare at the now empty doorway. After a moment of dumb staring, however, Walter just shook his head and decided to chalk it up to C4-621 being... C4-621.

Who knew what went through the head of that hound of his...

[gingerbeardmansim]

Beck's little brother, Carson moved in with Ace and Beck soon after they bought their home in Ciudad Enamorado, as he landed a job as an installation technician with ECO Green, LLC. in Vista Hermosa. Today he had some difficult news to share with them... but he told Brandon, Ace's nephew first, who was also living with Ace and Beck.

BRANDON - "You seem upset, Carson, what up?

CARSON - "Yeah, I was let go from my job today. "

BRANDON - "Damn, that's bad, what happened?

CARSON - "I messed up another installation job. I'm just worried that Beck will not let me stay here, if I can't pay rent."

BRANDON - "He's your brother, of course he will."

[darkx-the-dragon-kn1ght]

Chapter 26- Part 15

But I'll admit, going back and forth like this is a bit…cumbersome. It works, sure, but it just seems like a lot of extra steps. I just wonder how Abra isn't able to teleport away itself, or teleport Pokémon out of the cages- is it young and inexperienced with its powers?

I also wonder why Xera can't just use her party Pokémon for this? She still has them, they weren't confiscated. Crater's Lava Plume, Riptide's Water Gun, Kirin's Zen Headbutt…wouldn't that work just the same without a puzzle?

Finally! Freedom! Let's see- is that guard still asleep, even with the metal being broken apart?

Yes he is! He'd probably try to battle us if he was awake, but it looks like we can skip that fight. Now then, let's see these hallways!

Hm, well there's a doorway, but it's kinda blocked…can we still go inside of it, though?

Oh, we can- and it looks like Flash is actually working now.

A lot of engines, by the looks of it. What is this room? Big power source? General generator room?

AH! PULSE READ-OUT! GIMME THAT!

Ahahaha, let's give this a read!

Uh, hold on, that's new- “Move Tutor”? Must've been added in a recent update. What's this all about?

…Okay, good talk. Let's check that Dex entry now.

“Systematic Contamination”... I remember seeing a file like that back in Mosswater, yeah.

What're they trying to contaminate, though? The air? The water? It's just a pure Poison-type like normal Muk, that doesn't give many hints. 

What's interesting about this though is its Ability, Protean. So it'll change its type throughout the battle as it uses different moves? There are ways to deal with that, of course, but without knowing its moveset it's hard to go in with a concrete plan. I could start with Glare, but beyond that…who knows.

However, there's something else to this, namely its ungodly Special Defense. Holy crud, look at that green bar! However, all of its other stats are quite middling in comparison, especially its Defense. So what I'm getting from this is to avoid using special attacks (if possible) and try to use physical moves as often as possible.

Ah, there's a TM too- I wonder if there's a way to get it by continuing down this way.

Ah! Long ominous hallway! No thank you, we'll come back to that- 

But no way to get to that TM from here. So what about the other way? Is there another passage?

There is, very nice. Now let's see that move!

Echoed Voice? Not what I was expecting, I thought it would be some kinda Electric or Steel move.

Regardless, let's check this last hallway, in case there's anything important…

Oh, this room wasn't scary at all, it's quite nice! Although I would have preferred an actual Magnet instead of this…Magnet Powder stuff.

Now then- up those stairs, and into the rest of the facility!

Oh hey, a guy who's not dressed in a gray and black jumpsuit! I'm sure he's no less evil, though!

Though, it looks like there's a good chunk more to this building, and I'm not sure I'll be able to get to all of it this time, especially with Pokémon battles in between. So, in the name of making sure this chapter isn't super long and overwhelming…

I'm gonna cut it off here! That way, we'll have all the time in the world next chapter to explore Blacksteam Factory in full, with everything that entails. Beating up more Meteors, finding Cain, destroying the PULSE, and hopefully getting revenge on Ace for their bamboozling! It'll be pretty exciting next chapter, I have no doubt, so I hope you'll all join me for it! See you then!

CURRENT TEAM:

Riptide

Species: Feraligatr

Gender: Male

Level: 40

Ability: Sheer Force*

Item: Quick Claw

Brave nature; Alert to sounds.

Glare

Species: Arbok

Gender: Female

Level: 39

Ability: Intimidate

Item: Protective Pads

Naughty nature; Highly curious.

Bloom

Species: Roserade

Gender: Male

Level: 40

Ability: Technician*

Item: Big Root 

Docile nature; Alert to sounds.

Prong

Species: Vikavolt

Gender: Female

Level: 40

Ability: Levitate

Item: Insect Plate

Rash nature; Loves to eat.

Crater

Species: Camerupt

Gender: Female

Level: 40

Ability: Magma Armor

Item: Quick Claw

Hardy nature; Often scatters things.

Kirin

Species: Girafarig

Gender: Female

Level: 39

Ability: Sap Sipper*

Item: Odd Incense

Quirky nature; Thoroughly cunning.

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He was staring with mild alarm, but to Chai, it felt like he was glaring daggers through him,

"...How do you know that."

Chai pointed at him, as if he should have known, "You're the one who told me!"

"No I didn't?!" His pitch was slightly higher with indignance.

"What, so your A.I. got the information wrong?"

"No, but–" Kale paused, before pinching the bridge of his nose, "I'd rather you not interrogate parts of my personal history out of it."

"Interrogate? Do I look like–?" Chai huffed, disappointed in him, "Dude. We were just playing a game of 20 questions, and it just came up in the game."

"...You convinced an A.I. of myself," Kale paused, still not wanting to believe what he was hearing, "...To play a game of 20 questions with you."

"Yep. He was trying to get info out of me, too– but," Chai tapped his temple, "Can’t get nothing outta me. I don’t crack."

Peppermint looked over her shoulder from offering the poor frazzled technician a glass of water, "And then you brought it all up anyway, while watching a kid's movie and painting your nails." She sits back on the bed, snickering at Chai’s offended gasp of a reaction.

"CNMN did an awesome job on my nails, thank you very much," He pointed across the room at her, displaying said red nails– "They didn't even chip during the fight."

Her response was flat, "Sure. Because that's the most important thing you got out of this, Chai."

"Exaaactly." He glanced at his hand and the painted nails. His eyes followed up to his wrist, where the two bands he was given rest. …Nervous. Yeah, right. He's handling this meeting very well, actually.

Looking a bit more to his left, Kale had picked up a pencil and started writing again.

Chai leaned over on the sofa, craning his neck to see what he was pencilling down, "...Wouldn't it be easier if you typed all that up with a keyboard, instead?"

Kale hadn't looked up from writing, "Yes, but apparently I'm not allowed technology privileges."

He briefly glanced up at the technician's goggled gaze,

"Thanks, Buffy." Sarcasm coated his tone.

"You’re welcome!" He muffles out as he wipes the last of his muffin from his face and onto his sleeve, "It's just inmate patient protocol– can't have you being known to the public if you get your hands on anything with a signal."

Sighing, Kale flexed his metal hand. This temp body had nowhere near as much articulation as the original. He missed the claws that not only had multipurpose utility, but looked intimidatingly good. He ignored the dissonance, and continued jotting down a laughably incorrect chapter of his life story.

"...It's better I write like this, anyway. Good to move my hands often. Practice for when I'm in the real deal again."

"See?" Buffet smiled, tossing the muffin's wrapper into the bin beside the door, "You get something out of this after all, and so did I."

"Of course," Kale coldly remarks without thinking, "I'm sure you've been getting a big laugh from my suffering."

"What?... No," Buffet frowned at him. He pats his stomach, "I meant breakfast… You think so little of your fellow man, man."

The technician tsk'd with disappointment, and decided to stop hugging the wall. He walked over to a work bench beside a one-way window, opposing the door.

The window had a generous view of a sizable chunk of the residential district…

"Hm…" Chai got up from the paper-infested sofa, vaulted himself over Kale’s bed (startling him and making the man swear under his breath) and peeked above the AC unit at the distant buildings.

"Hey, you didn't see me getting my ass kicked–" He peeked back over his shoulder, "Did you, Kale?"

Kale hummed, before scrunching his nose and shaking his head, "Not really,”

“I remember the power flickering out briefly, and seeing what looked like a light show going off in the distance on top of one of the apartment buildings."

"It was giving me a headache, so I shut the blinds." He shrugged, reaching for another empty sheet of paper, "No more than that.”

Chai blinked, confused– "Oh. I just thought you'd be more excited to see your weird… pet project at work."

"First of all–" Kale glared daggers at him, jabbing a clunky finger down to press on the wooden table.

“It wasn’t some *pet project*, it could have been my magnum opus,” He notes with a particularly sharp scrawl of pencil across paper, “If you had thought with your head instead of your guitar for once.”

This fucking guy.

“You–?!” Chai stifles a laugh and rests his back against the AC in the window, before frowning at him, “You seriously thought I'd  just live with your dumbass A.I. turning all of my dreams into nightmares?”

“Hell no.” He glowered at him, crossing his arms. Chai continues to ignore the rattling of his right by holding it just a bit tighter than the other one.

“Look–” Kale pinched the bridge of his nose, irritated, “I have no idea why the hell it insisted on some lofty, overdramatic revenge scheme of haunting you instead of running as a background process,"

He rolled his eyes, gesturing dismissively to Chai, "Clearly, you broke it somehow.”

Chai didn't notice he had raised his voice, "Oh! So now it's suddenly my problem!"

"Yes!" Kale shouts back–

He sighed an angry breath out of his nose, frustrated to be losing what remained of his composure, and lowered his voice, 

"...Okay, so there may have been some minor problems with the program I didn't account for."

"Minor problems?" Peppermint raised her brows, gesturing at the window, "You were planning on using it to mind control everybody that used your tech, dumbass."

"Fond of that phrase, aren't you?" Kale snips, explaining himself with a tired excuse, "For fuck’s sake, I was going to be helping them make better consumer decisions!"

She leaned back on her seat at the edge of the bed, "–Better, huh? Yeeeeah, I'm sure that's what made it easier for you to sleep at night. You literally mind controlled mom for three years you piece of shit–!"

…808 wiggled off Peppermint’s shoulder, and hopped down from the hospital bed. She stalked over to Chai, and leapt onto his shoulder–

She buried her face into the side of his hair with folded ears. 808’s fur was bristling, lashing her tail in annoyance.

"Oh." Chai patted her on the head sympathetically, before deciding this probably isn’t his shouting match to have.

"...The cat usually doesn't accompany Miss Mint's visits, see. They're always this loud."

Chai turned to face who said that, and noticed that the technician was staring at him from the workbench. The funny goggles gave his discomforting gaze more emphasis. After a moment, he turned back to his work, letting the shouting match continue.

Kale, more than happy to insist on having the last word, continued his argument, "...All I'm saying is that it took ages to get the lofty concept of actual artificial intelligence actually working,"

"Hours of recorded data was transferred each night at midnight to let Spectra be on par with the head subject's–” He brought his hand to his chest; Kale must have been referring to himself, "Mental fortitude."

"Mental fortitude?" Peppermint squinted at him, before shaking his head, "Kale, I think it just inherited your dogshit personality–"

"Nice pun."

"That’s–" She groaned, shoving at the wooden table, "NOT WHAT I MEANT AND YOU KNOW IT–"

"WATCH THE DRINK, YOU’RE GOING TO SPILL IT–"

"I'LL GET YOU ANOTHER ONE YOU BIG BABY–!"

Chai decided he would rather tune out the circling argument.

He moved to hold 808 in his arms, and headed over to the workbench himself. He wanted to take a peek at whatever this techie was doing.

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How to Hire the Right HVAC Contractors in Tampa?

Tampa is a place in Florida. It is mainly known for its beautiful beaches, vibrant culture, and warm summer conditions. The heat and humidity can make life uncomfortable indoors without a reliable air conditioning system. When your AC unit breaks down, you should find a skilled HVAC contractor, which is an important priority. Here, you will get a lot of information about hiring the right contractor in Tampa to ensure your home stays cool and comfortable during all summer.

Know About Tampa’s Climatic Condition:

Tampa experiences a humid subtropical climate that combines hot, humid summers with dry and mild winters. The average high temperature in the summer months is mainly around 32 degrees Celsius. The humidity level often increases. These conditions can make summer heat feel even more enhanced. Here, you should give importance to the need for a well-functioning air conditioning system. The winter temperatures rarely come below 10 degrees Celsius, which makes heating less of a concern for Tampa People.

Various Types of HVAC Services Offered:

There are various types of HVAC services offered to Tampa individuals.

Repair process: Starting from diagnosing problems in thermostats to fixing clogged coils, qualified technicians can quickly face many issues and restore your comfort with AC repair.

Installation mechanism: Whether you are replacing an aging unit or installing a new system, experienced contractors can ensure a smooth and efficient process

Maintenance system: You should have regular tune-ups that help prevent breakouts, increase your system’s lifespan, and improve efficiency by saving money on energy bills.

Consider the Process to Find the Right HVAC Contractor:

You should conduct proper research: You should start making a list of potential HVAC contractors in Tampa. You can use online resources, local directories, and recommendations from families and friends to create your list.

You should verify qualifications: You can check each contractor's insurance coverage, license, and credentials. By taking this step, you can be sure that the professionals you are working with are authentic and qualified.

You should make proper evaluations: To reduce the number on your list, you should thoroughly examine online evaluations and ratings. You can seek contractors who have a history of dependable service and who have received mostly positive reviews.

For an estimate, you can consult: You should make written estimate requests by getting in touch with the contractors that made the shortlist. To receive precise quotations, you can provide them with specifics about your AC system and the problems you are having.

You can create a contrast and assess: You should examine the quotes in light of the price, the extent of the work, and the contractor's methodology for resolving your air conditioning repair. You can assess their professionalism, manner of speaking, and eagerness to respond to your inquiries.

You can make reference requests: To hear firsthand descriptions of referrals' experiences, you can contact previous clients. Consulting with past clients directly could provide important information about the dependability and quality of the contractor's services.

You should choose your course of action: Once all of your needs and finances have been considered, you can select the HVAC contractor that best suits you. As soon as work starts, make sure you have a formal contract in place.

Key Factors to Consider When Hiring HVAC Contractors:

Licensing and Certification Process:

You should ensure that the HVAC contractor Tampa you hire is licensed and certified to operate in Tampa. This guarantees that they have fulfilled the necessary industry standards and have the needed skills to perform AC repair and installation. You can also verify their credentials through the Florida business and professional process.

Summaries and Agreements in Writing:

You should obtain written quotes from various contractors in order to evaluate costs and offerings. The cost of the parts, labor and any other extras should all be included in a thorough written estimate. You can get a written contract that specifies the work to be done when it is completed and how payment will be made after choosing a contractor.

Energy-Saving Remedies:

You should take into consideration contractors that provide energy-efficient solutions, which is crucial, especially in light of rising energy expenses. Make inquiries regarding energy-saving solutions that can lower your utility costs and environmental effects, such as programmable thermostats and high-efficiency HVAC systems.

Services for Emergency:

At any time, and usually when you least expect it, air conditioning repair can occur. To make sure you're not stuck inside in the oppressive Tampa heat, find out if the contractor provides emergency services or after-hours assistance.

Get a Right HVAC Contractor in Tampa:

Tampa’s hot and humid climate demands efficient and reliable air conditioning. You should hire the right HVAC contractor to make sure that your home stays cool and comfortable. You should remember that a well-maintained HVAC system not only keeps you cool but also helps you save money and extends the lifespan of your unit. Invest in your home’s comfort and peace of mind by choosing a reputable HVAC contractor in Tampa. 

Source: https://protekps.blogspot.com/2024/08/how-to-hire-right-hvac-contractors-in.html