#odh

[weirdlookindog]

Janette Scott in The Old Dark House (1963)

[arcadebroke]

[psikonauti]

Alpha Odh (Kenyan, b. 1998)

Untitled, 2023

Acrylic on canvas

[queerpyracy]

"why am i so tired" i say, crashing hard after the most stressful three days i've had literally all year

[steak-n-popotoes]

FFxivWrite '23 - 10

"So, you do not know wherrrre the boy has gone?" U'odh Nunh asked. He spoke with his back turned, addressing them over his shoulder. "That simply won't do, will it?"

Eryna's eyes narrowed. "You do know something, don't you?"

In the span of a heartbeat, Caranar spun the older man around and seized him by the collar.

"Do you always succeed with a show of brrrute force and blind courage, I wonder? The nunh I once fought also believed that his strrrength would save him. He was wrong." Despite his words, something sparked alight in his eyes at the rough treatment, something proud and defiant. "And now I am nunh." Few among his sons would dare to lay a hand on their father; to display such bold foolishness.

"Stop. Where is he?"

U'odh Nunh slapped Caranar's hands away in response. "Across the desert to the east lies an Amalj'aa encampment. There dwells a warrior renowned both for his strrrength and his guile." He paused to assess the state of his clothing. "I gave the boy a test, nothing more."

"You sent him after Amalj'aa alone!?" Eryna shouted.

Caranar turned and charged through the door, headed in the direction of the encampment.

Astride her chocobo, Eryna was not far behind.

U'odh Nunh's lip curled into a smile as he watched them crest the dunes and disappear. The test had begun.

~~~~~

U'zhango watched in silence... for what felt to be an eternity.

Amalj'aa came and went.

From her vantage point, U'zhango saw them clear as day. For hours she watched, until she could distinguish between them by their warpaint and the weapons at their side. If she were to deal a decisive blow, she would need to strike true.

The encampment's primary war band consisted of many grunts who were direct subordinates of a single superior warrior, distinguished by a necklace heavy with trophy marks.

One would think that the simplest way to defang the fiends would be to slay their strongest warrior... but U'zhango Odh was her father's daughter. To face this proven fighter was to court failure, as so many had done before. Her aim laid where vulnerability and value crossed.

U'zhango felt every muscle in her body tense up as her pupils grew wide and her tail lashed in anticipation. She pressed herself flat into the sand amidst the dry desert grass. Her prey had appeared.

Sporting a distinctly decorated, yet by the same token untested spear, one Amal'jaa broke away from the group. He passed through the encampment's gate, alone, and stalked over to the spring near where U'zhango was hidden.

The wind rolled over her back, sending a shiver up her spine. She was ready to pounce. Before her, bearing a pensive gaze into the branches of a sun-baked and shadeless tree, was the Amalj'aa tactician who organized raids on merchant caravans in order to gather unbelievers for Ifrit's pyre. There was no need to face the encampment's finest fighters if she could but destroy their greatest mind... Her father would be most pleased.

The time to act had come to pass.

U'zhango lunged forward, fang and claw bared. She swept across the sands in a low stance, ready to swing for her prey's tendons and strip from him the ability to stand.

But before she could close the distance, the tactician spun and dashed his lance along the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust and debris that obscured her vision and sent her off-balance.

How did he know!? U'zhango thought. He had acted without hesitation, as though he knew she was there. Of course! The wind!

When the wind changed direction, her scent must have been carried toward her prey. Such an amateur mistake, more typical of a mewling initiate! She had allowed her confidence to narrow her vision.

And her opponent knew an opportunity when he saw one. He was on her in an instant, charging shoulder first to turn her moment of unbalance into a window of vulnerability. The two toppled over with U'zhango's back to the sand and her 'prey' putting all of his weight into forcing his lance past her defense and between her ribs.

Need to live! She thought as she gripped the spearhead. Need to kill him!

The bloodied shard of stone sank closer and closer to her breast.

Kill him! Kill him!

A whistling sound whispered into her opponent's ear as a feathered arrow lodged itself in his skull. The weight shifted suddenly off the lance as the Amalj'aa slumped sideways. From the direction of the encampment's watchtower, a mournful cry echoed across the desert...

As U'zhango rolled away and pushed herself out of the dust, the sight of her rescuer filled her with equal parts relief and annoyance.

~~~~~

From a safe distance away stood Beef, one hand on his bow and the other behind the bowstring, an arrow loosed moments before. His hands did not tremble, and his aim was true.

Caranar tossed the spear aside as the Amalj'aa veteran ceased moving.

Eryna stepped around the body and inspected Caranar's wounds - surface-level, all - before setting about mending them.

"The hells... were you thinking?" Caranar managed, still attempting to catch his breath.

"This is not the sort of fight you pick alone." Eryna added, giving Beef a stern but concerned look.

Beef looked between the two in confusion. "Fight?" Hadn't they been the ones to start the fight?

Caranar hoisted him under his arm. "C'mon, kid. We're gonna have a talk about this back in town."

~~~~~

If U'odh Nunh was surprised when the three crossed his doorstep mid-scolding, he gave no indication. "Tell me, adventurerrrs: is our old nemesis dead?"

Caranar plopped Beef down in a seat and crossed his arms in disapproval. "The Amalj'aa's dead, if that's what you're asking."

"So the spear served its purrrpose." he nodded. "And you passed your test."

"I believe you owe us an explanation, and it had better be damned good." Eryna replied, having tired of tests and games long ago.

"The spear? It belonged to one of his brrrothers. I knew when he spied it from afar, he would be unable to rrresist venturing outside the encampment to see for himself."

"No. About why you were willing to endanger Beef so carelessly."

"Endangerrr?" U'odh Nunh chuckled, a low purring rumble which rose from his core. "I asked that he did nothing more than place the spear and observe. U'bifu Tia is as much a child of the U as my own daughters, blood or no. I had no doubts that he would fulfill this duty as rrrequested."

He shot a sharp look to Eryna and Caranar. "The test was for you."

Eryna placed a hand on her hip, while Caranar's eyes narrowed.

"I know this boy. He would give his life for a strrranger. I can see from a glance that you lot are prrrepared to face Titan. What I needed to know before I let you journey a single step furrrther with my daughter's son, was if these strangers would give their lives for him."

The Nunh glanced to Beef, aware that he had broached a delicate topic in mentioning U'zhango. "Well? You're filthy, child." He waved a dismissive hand toward him. "Go have a bath, you've gotten dust on my carrrpets."

As Beef hurriedly excused himself and trotted off to the bathing spring, his family watched him go.

Something sorrowful and unspoken hung in the air.

Caranar closed his eyes as though he could shut out the conversation that he knew had to happen.

Though she ached to tell Beef the truth, Eryna continued to tell herself that the time still wasn't right.

U'odh Nunh sighed heavily. "Now that I know I can trust you with the matter of his safety, I suppose we should discuss the matter of his hearrrt."

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[the-wanted-man]

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞.

𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎 | 𝐏𝐎𝐕: 𝐔𝐝𝐚𝐡𝐯 𝐎𝐝𝐡 |  𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 #𝟓: 𝐂𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬

Hard work didn't get you anywhere.

It was a convenient lie to be sure, something to make the broken and hunched backed lives of common laborers feel more fulfilling. In truth, it was a myth provided by society to ease the minds of those condemned to toiled bells, and a lifetime of hour by hour labor that ultimately only netted them the bare essentials to live their lives. 

The greatest misdirection ever told was that hard work and success where connected products, which wasn’t entirely false. While in some cases riches made their way into the hands of the people who’d worked for it, it was more common that your efforts lined the pockets of someone else who hadn’t. The person at the top. The one you did all the work for.

Ul’dah was notorious for such rackets, and Odh had come to understand that at a very early point in his career. Usually, it was the person at the top who tended to sell that lie the hardest. He’d heard it all. ‘If you work hard enough, you could be just like me.’ Always said with a derisive smile that held the truth between its teeth the same way a dingo’s jaws might hold a fresh babe. Devouring hope with a laugh as if to say ‘Yes, slaving away; That’s how I got here. And if you keep doing it, you’ll get here too.’

The Monetarists had been selling that lie for years, now. As had the sultanate before, and every other collection of wealthy people who wanted to maintain the status quo. Others worked for nothing. The rich more often than not did nothing, and got it all. It was the natural order of a capitalist society. 

The real truth was that success was a matter of connections. Of cutting corners, and striking deals. It was about the people you impressed and the people you didn’t. The ones you knew and where, everyone that knew you too. Every bond you had to nurture, and all the relationships one had to keep. It was a heavily rigged game of chutes and ladders. For the rich - endless rungs were available to climb with all the time to do it. For the working class, it was an uphill battle of climbing hand over fist up a slick surface that only existed to keep you down.

Odh despised the very nature of it all. The endless politics and the never ending games of reputation and social climbing, but it was necessary. As an officer, Odh made a decent amount but it wasn’t enough to live a comfortable life. Most Brass Blades understood that, and it was why the organization had its reputation for being so close with the monetarists. Doing little favors for the rich paid dividends over keeping law and order, and in a world where money talked, people listened. That was just the nature of things. 

So Odh played the game, despite how much he detested it. His reputation had been sullied more times than he could count, and yet he remained a diligent contestant that knew how to play his cards just right. He knew all the rumors, all the things that were said about him. Particularly when it came to ‘The Outlaw’ and their conjoined history. 

Shoddy work, they’d said. An embarrassment, how often the villain slipped through his grasp. His job had hung in the balance on many occasions when the notorious bandit had targeted his associates and the people who paid his bills. Yet Odh had persisted and remained through diligent effort and extensive convincing that he could succeed. Afterall, no one else had managed to get the man either. He had closely pursued the spur-heeled footsteps of the Outlaw like the sweat on one’s back. Obsessively so, in fact.  They assumed it was because he’d been humiliated time and time again, that he was upset over a horse and over his pride. 

It showed how little that others understood, or even knew and how quietly he played the game. He had his reasons, and the old Blade considered them as his hand gently drifted over an old picture of himself, and his boy and his wife. Ex-wife. When things had been simpler, and his life not so complicated. When he’d had a son that had adored him, before he had strayed so far off the path Odh had tried to lead him down. 

It was the only game he had ever played wrong, and in doing so had driven those he’d loved the most away from him. That part of his life was over, but he could avenge it in his own time. The man he’d only recently come to know as Roman Wyld would pay for all that he’d taken from him. That he could promise.

How Leviticus had known so much was a curiosity that he questioned, but didn’t pursue. The Pureblood, for all his irritating qualities was a decent ally and had dropped the Outlaw right into his lap. It was a pity he hadn’t hanged the man, but there were still moves yet to make and he wasn’t blinded by his own endeavors to risk the tenuous station he had finally achieved.

So he waited. Because he had to play the game, and Roman was yet a  Syndicate’s tool that had been fitted with purpose and surprisingly, had managed that purpose well which in turn, had granted him a temporary lease on life. For now. That would end in time, and he would have his moment. And when it came upon him he would seize it with both hands around the neck, and squeeze. And squeeze.

And squeeze. 

But that moment was not now, and for a time he could utilize this resource and climb the ladder with it. It’s what he would do, but more important, it was what he knew he had to do. 

For now. 

                                            𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝...

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the more i learn, the more i love. the more i love, the more i learn.

[weirdlookindog]

The Old Dark House (1932)

[arcadebroke]

[psikonauti]

Alpha Odh (Kenyan, b. 1998)

1 Man 2 Lives, 2023

Acrylic on canvas

[rajasthanilyrics]

आई सिंह पे सवार मैया ओढ़े चुनरी भजन लिरिक्स | Aai Singh Pe Sawar maiya Odhe Chunari Bhajan Lyrics

।। दोहा ।। माता जिसको याद करे, वो लोग निराले होते है। माता जिनका नाम पुकारे, किस्मत वाले होते है। ~ मैया ओढ़े चुनरी ~ आई सिंह पे सवार , मैया ओढ़े चुनरी। ओढ़े चुनरी हो , मैया ओढ़े चुनरी। आदि शक्ति है मात भवानी, जय दुर्गे मॉं काली। बड़े-बड़े राक्षस संहारे, रण चंडी मतवाली। करती भक्तों का उद्धार, मैया ओढ़े चुनरी। आई सिंह पे सवार , मैया ओढ़े चुनरी। …. महिसासुर था महाबली, देवों को खूब सताया। छीन…

[mrdowhat]

ITTTSSS HAPPENING YOY GUYS ITS HAPPENING

[libraford]

Here's what's going on in Ohio right now. Heavy stuff ahead.

First, I want to apologize for the misinformation in my original post. I am still learning about legislative processes. To correct: the changes to ODH and OMHAS in regards to gender therapy are not a bill, they are changes in regulations.

This is important because citizens CAN affect rule changes. There is an open commentary period where your submissions get counted and can affect how they write new regulations.

Disclaimer: I am not a lawyer, legal advocate, or medical professional. I'm just a dude who had to have it all explained to me.

The first one is Ohio Mental Health and Addiction Services. The rules proposed would make the already prohibitive process of gender transition even harder. In order to diagnose and treat gender dysphoria, a hospital needs to have a board certified psychologist per patient, a board certified endocrinologist familiar with the age group being diagnosed per patient, and a medical ethicist overseeing the hospital's plan for transition. 'Board certified' does not guarantee that the specialist is trans-friendly. It must include a detransition plan. Hospitals would have to report compliance annually. The professionals must have a contractual relationship with the patient, but do not need to offer in-person care. (In this instance, I'll get to that in the next rule change.)

This rule also deems it impermissible to prescribe gender transition care (this includes hormones, puberty blockers, or drugs) for anyone under the age of 21 without the approval of the professionals mentioned and 6 months of therapy.

There is an exception for intersex people, who may have their sex assigned to them without their consent.

The open comment period for this ends January 19 at 5pm.

Send an email to MH-SOT-rules@mha.ohio.gov with the subject title: "Comments on Gender Transition Care Rules."

The second one is Ohio Department of Health and it repeats a lot of the same as the first one. However, the focus is more on the regulation of doctors and paperwork. Anyone seeking transition will be put into a registry with their name redacted, but demographics like age, agab, specific diagnosis (difficult to achieve with the new regulations mentioned above), and any medications (not just related to gender transition, but any medications at all). Any cessation of care must be reported within 30 days.

This is a lot of paperwork and can overburden hospitals.

That 30 days cessation is important because if a person transfers doctors or if a clinic closes and the paperwork isn't filed, it may count as a 'detransition' when tallying demographics, even if that is not the case.

But what's curious is that the ODH regulations DO require in-person care. The rules are contradictory and vague.

The comment period for this ends Feb 5th.

Send a comment through the ODH website

Here are some important things that were mentioned at the meeting:

This is a good time to be personal with your statements. If this would disrupt your life in any way, please say so. "I fear that" "I believe this" "I worry that"- these are great ways to start your comment. An example one person gave is "I worry that this change in regulations would force me and my daughter to move out of state.'

With that being said, anything that you send to these sites will be public record, so be cautious about what you reveal about yourself in your comment.

If you are in need of help, please reach out to one of these resources:

Trans Ohio Emergency Fund Resource Page

Kaleidoscope Youth Center

If you are in need of legal advice on how to navigate all this, please call

888-LGBT-LAW

This is not everything. There is unfortunately more because Ohio decided to break a record this month with anti-trans motions. But today I'm focusing on things that we can take action on.

[isthisjackie]

Me and the Ohio Disease Reporting System are about to fight in a denny’s parking lot I stg