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[soulstagger]

No mercy huh! My inbox, in ruins.

[mozambiquetribune]

THE RISE AND RISE OF KAKORO – YOUNG RUNDU MAN TURNS ‘LEMONS INTO LEMONADE’

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[southafricatribune]

THE RISE AND RISE OF KAKORO – YOUNG RUNDU MAN TURNS ‘LEMONS INTO LEMONADE’

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[soulflamesketches]

Had to do a tattoo design for school and, of course, it was gonna feature my dragon babies 😂

[kokoreanoftheorville]

Nadira Redesign

Hi everyone! Like I've said before, I've been rewriting and redesigning Nadira since getting back into The Orville and having much more Kakorean lore to work with and to work into her story.

I present redesigned Nadira!

I hope I've shown improvement in my drawings since the last time I drew Nadira (I'll actually draw a full body version soon). A lot of her changes are giving her more personality in my opinion that comes from the world that Kakoro has become and the arc she can go through with the crew of the Orville.

Nadira works in Security. First alongside Alara and later Talla as a Lieutenant. But appears to take up a secondary position to the Chief of Security. When working with Alara, she was acting more like a teacher to the young woman. With Talla, they're more evenly levelled colleagues.

Kakoreans are known as pacifists that take in refugees and other people in need. While they work with the Union, it's rare to see them on ships, let alone apply for positions on them. Even rarer for them to apply for Security. So when Nadira first arrived on The Orville, the crew was surprised to see quite a tough-looking drake.

I'll be sure to write an OC sheet for her. But I hope the changes so far are cool anyway!

[asunnydog]

“Kikote no kakoro no koe wa? kare tatte sakebu kara!~ kikokeru made kimi kokoro ga! Oh Yeah! Oh Yeah!~”

[lightsabersandblaster]

𝒁𝒐𝒗 𝑭𝒊𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒍: 𝑨 𝑪𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒙 𝑶𝑭𝑪 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚

Zov Fin Sil: A common saying on Kakoro. The phrase translates to 'Spark the Soul'. It's an expression of reassurance or encouragement, reminding them to stay determined and keep going.

~*******~

What does it mean to atone? What do you need to do? Who determines when you've done enough? Is it the forgiveness from your perceived victims? Or do you need to forgive yourself?

Levvi always avoided these topics. She knew that everyone would say that she was the villain. Unforgivable. If they couldn't forgive her, how could she forgive herself? Hiding behind a helmet felt like the only way to shape a new path in a world that saw her as scum, and she was confident that wouldn't change. That is until the Alpha assigned her to work with a squad of clones: The Bad Batch, as they called themselves.

Something about them — something about the sniper — sparked the soul she thought snuffed out. That spark would change her fate in ways she could not imagine.

[sat-leroy-69-blog]

#kakoro #sushi #bento #asianfood #noodles (at Maidenhead)

[cahirathegoldendrake]

Good Luck, My Golden Girl

I’ve decided to start writing small oneshots and scenarios of Cahira’s life on Quotev on her blog. Started off simple with her departure from Kakoro for her mission to Earth. Hope you like it!

~~~

Breath in. Breath out.

Inhale. Exhale.

Cahira repeated to herself as she placed a hand on her chest to feel her heartbeat as she performed her breathing exercises. Feeling a steady heartbeat, Cahira returned to packing her bag with what she deemed to be essential items for her long term mission.

The young woman had been given a position on the planet classified as Earth. It was far, far from home. She had been on off-planet missions before, but her last one was years ago and for a good reason. The idea of leaving the safe haven made her anxious, sending small tremors to her hands as they held a photograph of Elion - her best friend - and herself.

"Cahira?"

Kirk's voice broke Cahira's train of thought, startling her in the process but luckily she didn't lose her grip on the photo. "Oh D... Dad! Hey," Cahira relaxed once she turned to her human father. Kirk smiled faintly as he approached his daughter, "How's the packing going? Need a hand?" He offered gently.

"N...Nah. I got it dad, thank you though."

"Ra-Ra, you're nervous."

"Doesn't sound like a surprise, does it?" Cahira tried to joke, cracking a small smile. But her obvious nerves made it hard for Kirk to enjoy his daughter's smile as he would normally. With a quiet sigh, he pulled her into a hug while pressing his bearded cheek to hers. He gave her a gentle squeeze.

"It's just so far from home." She whispered into his shoulder. "I know how it feels, honey." Kirk reassured, pressing her kiss to her hair "You've made it this far and we're proud of you, Cahira. But if you really feel as if you cannot handle it, don't be afraid to call us, okay?" He questioned her in a whisper, receiving a nod into his shoulder. "Now come on, I'll help you pack and carry your stuff to your ship" Kirk pulled away from the hug, brushing Cahira's hair away from her face.

Cahira cracked a small smile, "'My ship'? That's still weird to hear out loud."

Kirk laughed at her comment "How do you think I felt when I could call you mother 'my wife'?" he added, finally earning a louder laugh from Cahira.

~~~

"Alright, that's everything...." Cahira took in a slow, deep breath. "Thanks for helping me Dad," she smiled to Kirk, who returned a loving grin. "I'm always here for you, Ra-Ra." Kissing her forehead, before turning to the ship's exit where Tulin, Tyrell and Arcadia anxiously waited to see Cahira again for their farewells.

Cahira, knowing better, started with her youngest sibling Arcadia, who was trying not to cry. Cahira smiled softly as she pulls her into a hug, Arcadia returning it tightly and burying her face into Cahira's shoulder. "Shhh, don't worry, Dia. You can call me every day if you wish to." Cahira tried to reassure the younger hybrid, who smiled up at her with glistening eyes.

Arcadia pulled away, lifting her glasses to wipe her eyes. "Don't have too much fun without us, Hira" the teenager murmured.

Cahira turned to her brother, Tyrell, who still had his arms crossed over his chest and a dull expression on his face. "You're not gonna miss me too much are you, little Ty?" Cahira's lips rose into a small smirk. Tyrell rolled his eyes and groaned "Shut up," before wrapping his arms around Cahira's neck and pulling her flash again him.

Cahira smiled and returned the hug with similar strength. Tyrell will always be Tyrell, actions speak louder than words when it comes to the younger male. Cahira pressed a kiss to his forehead anyway and ruffled his hair only for Tyrell to push her away so he could fix his hair. Cahira grinned before moving onto her mother.

The Full blooded Saharamph ejderhalar latched her daughter in a hug, wrapping her sand coloured wings and arms around her daughter. The Gregory family laughed at the matriarch's antics. "Mother," Cahira murmured into her Tulin's scaly shoulder

"Just be careful, okay? Make sure to call me when you can. Talktomewhensomethinghappensorifyouadvice-" "Mum! I promise I'll keep in contact." Cahira interrupted her mother's rambling. Tulin stopped, looking at her daughter with furrowed eyebrows. The rest of the family knew Tulin's concern, they all shared it. But Cahira didn't want to think about it.

Even though she was nervous, she didn't want her mother to share her nerves. Tulin rested her forehead to Cahira's before pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I love you, my daughter"

"I love you too, mum"

Last but not least was Dad. Cahira melted into Kirk's warm arms as they embraced her. Her dad's beard rubbed against the shaved side of her head and Cahira giggled at the ticklish feeling. "You'll do great, Cahira. You'll love it on Earth, I'm sure of it" He reassured her. After exchanging their 'I love you's before Cahira returned to her ship.

Cahira stepped into the small ramp but stopped at the doorway to look back at her family, who were watching her with sad but hopeful eyes. Her father stepped forward though and said

"Good luck, My Golden Girl."

Cahira smiled, her eyes become glossy before really entering the ship and taking her place in the pilot's seat, starting the engine and taking off of Kakoro's surface.

Earth awaited her now. As well as new adventures in the future.

[soulstagger]

Urahhhh! That's all threads and inbox. So!

Its your turn!

[kigalisight]

MONUSCO irimo gufasha FARDC kubaka indake bitegura ibitero bikomeye bya M23

MONUSCO irimo gufasha FARDC kubaka indake bitegura ibitero bikomeye bya M23

Kuva kuri uyu wa Kabiri tariki ya 5 Nyakanga 2022, Ingabo za MONUSCO zirimo kwirirwa mu bikorwa byo kwigisha FARDC kubaka indage mu gace ka Kakoro, mu rwego rwo kwitegurra guhangana n’ibitero by’umutwe wa M23. Umusirikare wa MONUSCO Aagenzura imirimo y’iyubakwa ry’Indake zizifashishwa na FARDC Ikinyamakuru Goma 24 cyatangaje ko izi ndake zirimo kubakwa, ari igitekerezo cyazanwe na MONUSCO kuko…

[dfroza]

just keep painting…

shared by my friend Chris in Tulsa, Oklahoma

[Chris Mantle]

"KaKoRo Bison”

5x4’ Acrylic on canvas

/\/\/\/\/ 6•15•2022 p.c.

6.15.22 • Facebook

will you let this heart find rest inside of you?

[globalnewsafrica]

UGANDA : Museveni's camp holds Crisis meeting after latest presidential opinion poll.

UGANDA : Museveni’s camp holds Crisis meeting after latest presidential opinion poll.

By Hosea Kakoro As Uganda prepares for its general election early next year, various candidates are canvassing the country in their mission to woe voters on their side for various elective positions. Key among the candidates is President Yoweri Kaguta Museveni who has been in power for over 35 years and he is keen to extend his rule. Various political analysts and various interested Ugandans have…

[soulflamesketches]

Almost a Mirror (Short Story)

Summary:  A lone human crash survivor is found by a race of aliens known as the Kakoreans and brought in for recovery. They wake up under their care, cautious but curious of the room and world around them. The survivor is visited by the one that discovered them often. Over time, Elion grows on the human. Turns out Humans and Kakoreans aren't that different.

Feedbacks and reblogs are always appreciated!

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Kakoro (Ka-Ko-rou) - Referring to the Planet.

Kakoreans (Ka-Ko-rou-ree-ins)- Species on the Planet Kakoro.

Elion (El-ee-on) - Character Name.

Serephant (Sarah-fant) - Referring to the Aquatic variety of Kakoreans.

Saharamph (Se-ha-ra-emph) - Referring to the Desert variety of Kakoreans.

Draykle (Dray-kel) - Referring to the Arctic variety of Kakoreans.

Wyrmtain (Worm-tain) - Referring to the Mountain variety of Kakoreans.

Alphein (Al-fein) - Referring to the Planetary capital of Kakoro

~~~

The crash was a scattering of fragments in my head. A blur that I couldn’t focus on. The details in my memory resurfaced when ‘they’ found me. Now, here I am. Sitting on a comfortable bed, like the ones back in the hospitals of Earth. Perhaps a little bigger to accommodate the natives. The natives ‘here’ were far more common than a stray human being like me. This WHOLE event was not what I expected - maybe I watched too many alien movies as a kid.

You tell me: what do you predict would happen if aliens found you as the lone survivor? If you watched all those Hollywood movies, you might expect to be experimented on. Even probed. This would not be the case. These… aliens simply brought me ‘here,’ wherever ‘here’ is. ‘Kakoro’ was the name given to me, albeit hesitantly, when I enquired the whereabouts of my present location.

Knock! Knock!

A small shriek escaped my throat as I leapt into a sitting position. “Careful!” Yelled a voice from the entrance. Too late, the pain shot through me like the static shocks my brother used to attack me with as kids. He would rub his socks on the carpet, before proceeding to poke me with his finger, sending a zap of currents along my skin.  “I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I even knocked this time!” Panicked the alien as she rushed over to me.

Oh yeah, that’s Elion. According to the doctor alien, she was the captain of the group that found me. She’s been visiting me ever since she brought me here. I’m still unsure of how to react while she’s with me. I’m still unsure of how to describe her, I’ve seen so many differences between them: Different types of scales, different appendages like wings and fins...

“I know, I know…” I growled with grit teeth, clenching my side. My grip slowly released when Elion placed her hands gently on my back and arm. The hand on my back rubbing in small circles. Just like Dad did whenever I scraped my knee, except I was tense here. “You better hope you didn’t pull your stitches,” Elion warned, lifting the fabric covering it to check.

All I could do was stare at her while she observed my wound. Most of her body was covered in small green and blue fish-like scales, all varied in their tone and shade. Pink skin emerged from the scales to make her underbelly and the bulk of her face. When I asked, they told me that she was part of the aquatic variants of the entire species. Hence why she had fin-like appendages on her back, hands and ears. Seeing Elion’s ‘unique’ features were hard to process - especially with high school biology classes failing to teach about alien life forms.

“Alright, you’re fine.” Elion’s voice broke my train of thought and my stare as I sheepishly looked away, silently hoping she didn’t notice my actions. “Sorry again.” She quickly added, her finned ears folding down like a hurt puppy. With a sigh, I placed a hand on her head, softly ruffling her short brown hair. “Stop apologising. I was in my own little world anyway,” I dismissed, offering her a small smile. She smiled in return, gently holding my wrist.

“Besides that little scare, how are you feeling?” She asked while letting go of my wrist, which I returned to rest upon my lap. “Alright, I guess? I still can’t get out of bed and I haven’t talked to anyone about the crash or my crew,” I tried to explain only to become jittery as I went. “I feel like I’m stuck - Which I am! I can only sit here! I don't have any input in the situation.” My head hung, my throat tightened while I frustratedly ranted to her.

“Give me a moment, I’ll be back, promise!” Elion said, dashing out of the room, the claws on her feet making small ‘tik tak’ sounds as she went.

Great, now I’m alone with my thoughts again. Another sigh left me as I shifted to lay down again, only for Elion to jump back into view with a dramatic exclamation of “I’m back!” before I could move an inch. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her, to think that I was terrified of this goofball when I first saw her. Eli grinned, seeming proud of the results she got. “Look at this! She can laugh!” Her laughter joined my own at our exchange. It’s like we were old friends from Uni.

Seemingly floating by her side was a transparent tablet screen that most of the official personal carry with them. I can only assume the purpose of the tablets. Taking her place at my side again, the tablet moved smoothly as it followed her and came to rest in her field of vision, she swiped across the tablet screen to summon a keypad containing the letters of their language. “You mentioned you were with a company, do you know where they are? I can attempt to contact them.”

“Really? I thought only an official could handle that,” My eyebrows knitted together as I questioned her, but she only smiled smugly “Dear little human, I am an official!” Eli declared, “Now what sector?” She questioned again. She tapped the keys in rapid succession with my words, her small claws making a small tap noise, much like the claw on her feet before. A galactic map appeared on the screen, zooming into the sector she typed, more notes in their language appearing on the side.

“And... there they are. This is the right ship?” Eli grabbed the tablet from the air and held it out to me. How the hell was this thing floating before!? It’s heavy! The screen then displayed the U.S.S. Victoria, the docking station that brought us all here. “Yeah, that’s it.” A sense of relief washed over me, glad that they were still there. The crash must have sent them into a frenzy, probably about the paperwork involved rather than finding me. “Fantastic! I’ll take this to the main com and we can call them over!”

I smiled. This was all going smoothly, was their whole planet like this? Were the others like this? I certainly hope so. I haven’t had a fun talk with anyone since I started my job. Everyone was so laser-focused on the job like their chairs had sticks to go up their asses. But Eli was so loose like her job was just second nature to her.

“Get some rest, I’ll be back tomorrow and I’ll even help you out of the bed, how does that sound?” Eli asked, wrapping her long arm around my shoulders. “Sounds like I’m an old lady who needs her walking stick,” I sighed, hitting her hand away when she reached up to pinch my cheek “You kinda do, squirt. I’ll see you tomorrow,” With that, she left my room. For once, I didn’t feel uncomfortable being in this room that was obviously too big for me. It felt like I fit right in for once…

~~~

“Wakey, Wakey, sleepyhead” I heard a sing-song voice above me while I shifted under the warm sheets. After a few more moments of refusing to move, Eli sighed and started poking me in the shoulder. “Come on, I know you’re awake. I can hear your thoughts.”

Jesus, it was like being woken up for school by mum every morning. Wait, did she just say she could hear my thoughts? “Yes, I did. Now get up. Let’s get you ready!” Eli laughed, now patting my shoulder. I opened my eyes to look up at the excited Kakorean. “What’s with the wake-up call? What time is it?” I inquired as I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes clear of sleep.

“Uh, Earth time? About 9:30 in the morning.”

Well, at least it wasn't as early as I got up for work, which was 6 am every morning even if it was a weekend. We were barely given time off since we were stuck on the ship. Elion clapped her hands together before rubbing them together excitedly, like a villain from a James Bond movie. “Let’s get you dressed, I’m taking you out.”

“Wait, ‘out’? Where?” Fatigue seemed to disappear. Now, she had my attention and I was the excited puppy in the situation. Eli laughed again, ruffling my hair. “Outside! You’ve been in this room for too long. Time to explore!”

Eli proceeded to help me shift to the edge of the bed even though I didn’t need that much help. It wasn’t my legs that were injured. But it was the thought that counts, right? Well, apparently I was wrong, cause pain still shot through my side when I tried to walk. Thankfully Eli caught me whilst scolding me to be more careful.

“Can I get a wheelchair in here please?” Eli called out into the hallway. Said object was promptly brought over to her and I was placed onto the seat like a baby placed in its stroller. The seat size was not that much bigger than me, which was surprising.

After we both thanked the nurse, Eli guided the wheelchair out of the room. As we travelled through the hallways, I took in everything I could see. Mainly the people. Doctors, patients and visiting friends or family. The atmosphere was so warm, much warmer than the hospitals of Earth. I was hard to explain it as more than just that, but it felt like it deserved a Shakespeare length monologue to describe it.

Exiting the hospital, the light was initially blinding compared to the inside lights, I covered my eyes for a moment before peeking out again once my eyes had adjusted to the light. I sighed in content after I took in a breath of fresh air. “Don’t go falling asleep now, we’ve barely left the building,” Eli teased while she giggled.

“Welcome to Alphein. The capital of Kakoro.”

The city before me felt like the city of Melbourne in size, maybe it was even bigger, this planet is full of surprises after all. Some Kakoreans flew to their destination overhead while those without wings continued on the ground. “So some can fly and some can’t?” I asked curiously, looking over my shoulder to Eli as she pushed the wheelchair onto the path, joining the crowd.

“Yep. There are fours subspecies on our planet. After a continental divide millions of years ago, we had to evolve the different climates. Those lads flying overhead are most likely the Wyrmtains or the Mountain Kakorean. They evolved in the Hydran Peaks.” Eli pointed upwards to them as she explained.

Then she gestured to another winged Kakorean, but unlike the light-skinned Wyrmtain, this one had dark skin and sand coloured scales upon their skin. “They are a Saharamph, they evolved in the desert. The first Alpha was a Saharmph.” And she continued on like this about the last two subspecies.

The Draykle were the Arctic variety. They didn’t have wings or long ears, they were big and fluffy because they were built for the cold and often needed to trim when they had to spend some time in another region of the planet.

Last but not least were the Seraphant, or the Aquatics, just like Elion. Lean and strong to swim through the seas and a lot of fins.

“What’s an ‘Alpha’?” I raised an eyebrow. “A Leader. The leader of our species and our planet. There’s a long story behind the unification of our whole species and planet, it’s basically legend now.” Eli responded, her brown eyes nearly sparkling as she spoke. Like a child hearing their favourite bedtime story for the umpteenth time but was never tired of it. “I actually know the current Alpha. Deru’s a good friend of mine.”

“Oh really?”

“Yep! Now, enough about here. Tell me about the Earth. I’ve only been there once for a mission but that was in the ocean.” Eli stopped the wheelchair at a cafe table just before a beach. The view was beautiful. Sparkling crystal seawater trying to reach further and further up the coastline, but always stopping at the same point. Other Serephants young and old were playing on the beach or resting in the tidal water.

Eli sat on the seat across from me on the table, looking at me eager to hear what I had to say. “What do you want to hear about?” I asked, feeling like I was put on the spot. It was such a broad question that I didn’t know where to begin. “Anything, really. How about your childhood?” She suggested, trying to clarify what she was looking for.

I hummed, running a hand through my hair as I thought about my answer. “A typical day that I can recall would be during school holidays. My brother and I would just play outside for most of the day, only coming inside when mum told us to. Which was for food and then bed. I remember for lunch we had fish fingers a lot, mostly because it was the easiest thing to cook while also needing to watch us. Just put them in the oven to heat up,” I chuckled, remembering the laziness of mum in the past. I’d be the same though if I’m being honest.

“‘Fish Fingers’?” Eli tilted her head. “But Earth fish, from my research, do not have fingers. The only aquatic being with fingers on Earth is the…. Uh, the…. Damnit, what’s it called?” She tapped her temple lightly but furiously as she tried to find the word. She then snapped her fingers “Axolotl! That’s it!” She grinned, proud that she remembered the word.

Another chuckle escaped my throat while I took a moment to look over the scenery once more. The beaches were clean, without a spec of garbage. I wonder what the reefs were like under the waves, maybe it was like the Great Barrier Reef back home. Probably much more gorgeous ever since the reef started to decay a few years back. Maybe Earth could have been like this planet if we weren’t so careless.

Returning to Eli, I explained “They weren’t actual fingers, Li. They were called that because of their shape. They were just made of fish. Different types depending on the brand you got.” The kakorean nodded, acknowledging everything she was hearing. Her smile widened and she giggled to herself. “What is it?” I inquired, raising a brow at the alien.

“If they’re made out of fish, can I turn my brothers into fish fingers?” Eli leant against the table, nearly doubled over in laughter. I covered my mouth, trying to hold in the laughter that Elion wasn’t even trying to. Reminds me of the time I wished my brother was chop liver when he was an annoying tyke. “Does that make you the third fish finger then?” I teased with a smirk. Eli looked at me with feigned offence, a hand placed over her chest as if she was holding her heart.

Then, as if on cue, a scaly arm wrapped around Eli’s head, catching the female in a headlock while she struggled, trying to push the face of her assailant away. “Hey, sis! This the human you were talking about?” The aquatic male had a similar scale pattern to Elion, similar short brown hair and brown eyes. Must be one of the brothers she mentioned.

“Remi! Let go of me! Or I swear on the Alpha’s name, I will--” Eli was snapping at the male while still trying to shove away. But I was pulled from listening by a tap on my shoulder. On my other side was another aquatic male, but he looked just like the other one that was bothering Eli.

“Hello! I’m Tate, it’s lovely to meet you,” He held out his finned hand for a handshake, which I shook as I introduced myself in return. “We heard that she was taking for a walk and we just had to come by!” He grinned the same toothy grin as Eli. They like cheeky buggers, just like my own brother.

Tate and I looked back at Remi and Eli as they continued to squabble. Being out here felt like a day out with friends. I haven’t had that in a long time. These fish fingers made me feel like this was home. I could stay here forever...

~~~

“Tell me if you’re in pain, cause I’ll stop right away and let you rest-”

“Eli! I’m fine, just don’t let go of me please,”

“Only if you promise not to be too sweaty, we wouldn’t want you to slip,” The Aquatic Kakorean smirked, holding my hands securely as I gripped her scaled hands in return. “Oh, shut up!” We laughed as she slowly pulled me up from the bed. I was on my own two feet again, back in my uniform once again. They were waiting outside, it was time to leave Kakoro. But part of me didn’t want to. In the days after contacting the ship, Eli took me out of my room and taught me about the planet.

I met many people here, from all corners of the planet. Other Aquatics, Desert, Mountain and Arctic Kakoreans - or Serephant, Saharamph, Draykle and Wyrmtain as Eli explained. It was just like Earth’s nationalities. I’m glad Eli was the one to find me.

“Alright I’m steady,” I stated, but I still held onto Eli’s hand as she walked me out of the hospital. Doctors nodded and smiled as we passed them which I returned no problem. Exiting the building, a shuttle was positioned among the Kakorean ships nearby. Human officers standing alongside Kakoreans, stiffly standing by with them. They looked just as uncomfortable as I was when I first got in. “Officer, thank god you’re alright!” Peggy smiled when she saw me, stepping forward to hug me, but stopped when she looked up at Eli. Noticing her gaze, Eli let go of my hand and nudged me forward.

Peggy then hugged me tightly, I returned the embrace, but my focus was on Eli. Her knitted brows and lowered ears. “Come now, officer. Let’s get you home” My higher-ups ordered, the rest of the group returning to the ship. “One-second sir,” I said, turning to my friend. She was still looking away, the male Arctic Kakorean next to her - Named Dante - rubbing her shoulder comfortingly. I hugged her, catching her off guard. “What… what are you doing?” She stuttered, a pink hue dusting her cheeks.

“Saying goodbye to my friend,” I muttered, giving her a gentle squeeze as I rested my head on her chest. The soft beating of her heart next to my ear. Eli returned the embrace just as tightly, nuzzling her face into my hair.

“You should come to visit sometime, my friends on Earth would love you,” I told, certainty in my voice as I stepped out of the embrace on my way to the ship to join my species. Eli’s ears bent down sheepishly as she scratched her cheek “I doubt I’d fit in, squirt.” She smiled sadly, raising her hand to wave at me. I grinned as I spoke my next words, also said with certainty. It caused her brown eyes to widen, surprised at my words before she smiled softly in return. They glistened with what appeared to be tears.

“Trust me, Fish Fingers! You’d fit right in!”

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Kankan: la campagne intelligente et…civilisée du ministre Oumar Said Koulibaly Une victoire écrasante du président candidat dans la région de Kankan qui compte elle seule 22% du corps électoral ! Décidément, Oumar Said Koulibaly, ministre des Postes, des Télécommunications et de l’Economie Numérique, en fait une question personnelle. Lui qui y avait séjourné durant une dizaine de jours à la tête d’une importante délégation et aux côtés de Dr Mohamed Diané, coordinateur régional de la campagne jaune, est de retour et mène un travail de fond. Depuis son retour jeudi dans le Nabaya, le jeune ministre a multiplié non seulement les contacts directs avec des groupes de jeunes et de femmes qui ne désemplissent pas sa résidence au quartier briqueterie. Il effectue aussi des sorties qu’il a entamées par l’étape des autorités religieuses et morales de la ville historique et religieuse de Kankan. Oumar Said Koulibaly et sa suite ont été reçus par la grande famille Chérifoula, le grand imam et le patriarche M’Bemba Madifing Diané. Aux cotés de la Première dame et du ministre de la Défense, Mohamed Diané, le jeune ministre qui bénéficie d’une grande notoriété à Kankan principalement auprès des jeunes, a communié avec les militants et sympathisants au siège du RPG dans une ambiance festive sur fond d’appels à un vote massif et apaisé en faveur du candidat Alpha Condé. Le ministre technocrate des télécommunications a convaincu par son discours à la fois galvaniseur et sensibilisateur, entrecoupé par des applaudissements nourris d’un auditoire accroché. Sur son initiative, un véhicule sonorisé, portant les effigies du candidat Alpha Condé, farfouille les coins et recoins de la grande ville de Kankan avec des paroliers munis de spécimens pour montrer aux militants comment voter. L’objectif de cet autre travail pédagogue est de mettre en minorité le treizième candidat à l’élection présidentielle du 12 octobre: le bulletin nul. Au cours des rencontres, l’appel à aller retirer les cartes d’électeur constitue le refrain le plus utilisé. Sélectionné pour vous : Kankan/Présidentielle 2020: Lancinè Kakoro, désigné directeur de campagne du RPG Selon des informations recueillies d https://www.instagram.com/p/CGPSQNUgxo3/?igshid=rjqp32ir0o7z

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Non European Royals -Africa edition

 Princess Elizabeth of Toro may not be a name people remember, but she was a fashion model, socialite and lawyer with close ties to the British royal family as well as Jackie Kennedy. 

This is her wikipage: 

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princess_Elizabeth_of_Toro

The Princess was born in 1936 to Rukidi III of Toro, the eleventh Omukama of Toro who reigned between 1928 and 1965. Her mother was Queen Kezia, a daughter of Nikodemo Kakoro, a senior chief.[1] Her title from birth was Omubiitokati or Princess.

Photo with her mother

http://www.torokingdom.org/kezia2.jpg

Photo of her parents

http://www.torokingdom.org/rukidi.jpg

Elizabeth studied in Uganda and England, and was the 3rd African woman at Cambridge University. She was also the first woman from East Africa to be admitted to the English bar. 

After completing an internship at a law firm, Elizabeth became Uganda’s first female lawyer. However, due to the political climate at the time, she went into exile in England at the invitation of Princess Margaret of the United Kingdom. She was to remain an exile for entire decade of the 60s.

During her exile, after taking part in a charity fashion show, Elizabeth became an unlikely, but extremely successful fashion model. During this time she befriended Jackie Kennedy Onassis and moved to NYC to continue her very successful modelling career at a time when black models were barely making the pages of magazines, let alone the cover.

Here are some of her modelling pictures

https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jagBJR_bM4E/UJCH5rTp1lI/AAAAAAAAGug/3THPWf1bPxc/s1600/Elizabeth-of-Toro-6-530x821.jpg

https://i.pinimg.com/736x/1b/b2/59/1bb2590f0739f228292496520a023ecd–royal-lineage-large-eyes.jpg

https://i.pinimg.com/736x/1a/26/44/1a2644c7710f6f115766fb43300bc872–vintage-chic-vintage-fashion.jpg

https://i.ytimg.com/vi/TmMTf5l2c18/maxresdefault.jpg

http://www.zumi.co.ke/wp-content/uploads/2016/11/FotorCreated-13-1024x576.jpg

A tumblr dedicated to her fashion career:

https://kwekudee-tripdownmemorylane.blogspot.co.uk/2012/10/princess-elizabeth-of-toro-first.html

Numerous pictures showcasing her at work in her various guises eg as a lawyer and as a minister are on the internet. Such as

https://i.pinimg.com/736x/9e/bd/68/9ebd68c6db269badb38c481892b4680e–idi-amin-african-royalty.jpg

With her father, George Rukidi, King of Toro:

http://www.gettyimages.co.uk/detail/news-photo/george-rukidi-the-omukama-of-the-toro-kingdom-of-uganda-news-photo/515026974?esource=SEO_GIS_CDN_Redirect#george-rukidi-the-omukama-of-the-toro-kingdom-of-uganda-photographed-picture-id515026974

More recently receiving Ambassadors dressed in the traditional dress of Toro

https://i.pinimg.com/236x/82/8d/3b/828d3bb8e69f01e10b917a09bd8ce312–princess-elizabeth-toro.jpg

At St Paul’s Cathedral in London : https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b2/25/5f/b2255f48403096e176995996fbc2e8ee.jpg

Having fun at a charity fashion show in Uganda

http://www.africanheritagemagazine.de/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/Princess-Elizabeth-of-ToroUganda.jpg

With her niece: http://www.torokingdom.org/kahunde.jpg

In 1971, she put her modelling career behind her and returned to Uganda to work as a minister in the new govt. 

Between 1971 to late 90s, she’s been variously a govt minister, a freedom fighter and an ambassador. She also found the time to star in a hollywood movie in the 80s :http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088103/

She finally retired in the 2000s and lives quietly in Uganda.

Two biographies have been written about her life

1. Hassen, Joyce. African Princess. New York: Hyperion, 2004

2. Elizabeth of Toro. Elizabeth of Toro: The Odyssey of an African Princess. New York: Simon and Schuster. (Autobiography)

And here is an article from the independent newspaper from 1995:

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/the-model-princess-who-swapped-glitz-for-culture-1592989.html

She remains a fashion inspiration to the present generation of fashion designers. Here is Zac Posen’s IG post saying his Spring / Summer 2016 collection was inspired by her. 

https://www.instagram.com/p/BBvItqtG9JX/

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