|The good doctor has done nothing to deserve that "villain" tag. She demands an immediate retraction.|
The Dragon and the DoctorRyu was walking the halls of the Guardians' base, having never set foot inside before. He held a letter in his hand regarding a meeting that he was required to attend. It was Guardians orders. He came to a door and slowly opened it.The Dragon and the Doctor by Zespara
Rebecca Weller was playing with her i-pad, chewing on her bubblegum and generally not watching where she was walking. She hadn't notice that the door in front of her was opening without her touching it. She pushed it as it opened away from her and plowed straight into Ryu.
He ran into the unknown person as she fell to the floor. "Oh my, I'm so sorry Ma'am. Are you alright?" Ryu asked as he offered her his hand her.
"Hey! Why don't you watch where you're walking, you stup... id..." Rebecca looks up as see Ryu extending his hand to help her up. She appeared to be a bit stunned at the handsome man and sheepishly stuck her hand out to accept his offer.
Ryu helps h
AftermathsTwisted Savant strode through the Angel Falls Hotel, headquarters of the Canadian Syndicate, the gang members scattering from his path like jackals before a lion. He knew he was taking a risk coming here, but he needed to know how much the Occupant knew about his actions the previous night. Of course, the risk was reduced since he was using the tele-presence drone he always did when dealing with the telepath.Aftermaths by Pathetic-Virgin
Arriving at the door to the Occupant's office, he found the way barred by a heavily cyborgized black man. He stopped and crossed his arms, and a couple of seconds later, the guard moved out of the way. Savant pushed the door open and found the office in darkness. He reached out and flipped on the light switch while announcing, "And just where is the woman you promised me?"
The Occupant, sitting behind his desk, winced and shielded his eyes from the light. "Can you say that louder?" he asked in a pained voice. "I don't think my CONCUSSION heard you fully."
the Taking of PolygirlA month ago:the Taking of Polygirl by Pathetic-Virgin
Two of the most evil men in Angel Falls were meeting in a dockside warehouse, although not face to face. The Occupant lounged on a chair, his face cover by a Guy Fawkes mask. The green and black armored form of Twisted Savant stood in front of him, his arms crossed over his chest. However, it was actually a tele-presence drone controlled from miles away by the true Savant. He had just overseen another shipment of weapons for the Occupant's Canadian Syndicate. Having finished that, he said, "So I trust our business is concluded for now."
The Occupant shook his head behind the grinning mask. "I don't think so. I feel bad about the fact that you've done so much for me, and yet I've done nothing in return for you."
Savant's robotic double shook its head. "That's because there is nothing that you could do for me that I can't accomplish for myself. Good day."
The drone turned and started to walk away as the Occupant called out, "Oh, come now. There must be something I can do for
Well... at approximately 5:05pm PT Tuesday (10/14/14), I lost my dear boy, best friend and companion. Baxter, was sent to the Rainbow Bridge by my vet, Dr. Wilson. He had mostly stopped eating the past month and had lost quite a bit of weight. His bones were very pronounced when you petted him. I'm not sure if this was related to his bladder tumor or not but when I took him to the park, he really didn't want to play with the other dogs or do much of anything. I'm not sure how Emma, my dalmation/lab mix, will react to him not being around after ten years together. We gave him quite a bit of food the past couple of days, all of his favorites (peanut butter & Milk Bones). He even cleaned up the floor in the kitchen before we left. He actually gained a pound from yesterday which makes me think that maybe I could've done something for him. I'm still mad at that vet hospital for denying me a more pervasive ultrasound to determine if he could've been operated upon for the tumor.
Baxter did have a scared look in his eyes as he watch the vet do the deed. Probably because of the needle in general he was sticking into his leg.
I'm sorry for rambling on various thoughts but I miss my boy. I will miss all the silly things he did like lay in front of the bathroom door so I would trip over him in the dark, rub his eyes on the walls and corners (), urinating over the same spot that Emma did just moments prior, always begging for food (just standing off to the side waiting for scraps), his bunny radar where he knew if a rabbit were just outside the house even if he was on the other side of the house -- (he could hear them somehow!), following me around like he was my shadow (let there be no doubt, he was MY dog.. ), rolling into your hair after you either colored or washed it (I've never seen a dog do that), his barking to let you know he needed food (Emma will just grab the dish and throw it at you), and his barking at dogs to either separate other dogs from "fighting" each other (playing) or to get them to run so he could chase. He used to chase along the little dogs along the fence at the park (the fence dogs). There were many other things that made him uniquely Baxter.
We bought him at 3 years old in October 2004 as a companion for Emma when she reacted favorably to the puppies at Pet Smart. He was only at the store for an hour when we adopted him as we were on their call list for a new dog. He is a very lovable lug and although not nearly as smart as Emma, he always was very approachable and would lick your face if you let him.
Unfortunately he didn't quite get up to his 13th birthday (Nov 26) nor did he get one last romp in the snow. I was going to take him to Mt. Charleston for that last venture. I will also miss his plowing his face in the snow or water in the pool. I felt bad when we moved to Vegas away from the cold weather as he really loved that.
I have been taking a lot of pictures and videos of the last few days and I'll probably share some of them.
Tuesday was the part of owning a dog that I dislike the most.
Baxter, you'll be joining Bo and Mocha and your Bampa where you'll get plenty of walks, jumping on laps, chasing squirrels, and all the people food you want.
On a side note, when we went to say grace before we ate dinner and reflecting on the good fortune we had to have Baxter, Emma came in from outside, walked over to me and put her head under my hand as the blessing was said. As soon as it was finished, Emma turned around and walked outside once more. I know that my girl is a very smart dog but I'm speechless that this event occurred. God works in mysterious ways indeed.
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