You know, normally I'd try to think of something witty and hilarious to say in this situation but, damn. I say with no amount of exaggeration that I am actually awed by the attitude you show towards this and how fucking terrifying it has to be. I'm trying to put myself in your situation, and I'm coming up short. I literally can't imagine being in a situation that willingly asking the doctor to take your leg is the option you want. I respect the hell out of you for this, and just how bravely you're facing the whole thing. If you can stare down something like this, then my own problems should be a cakewalk. It's rather inspiring.
On the plus side, it's better now than ever when it comes to prosthetic limbs, so I actually think this may be the best decision you can make. I would love for nothing more than to read you can walk again, and I really hope that the prosthetic can give you your life back.
If you need any inspiration, just look up Terry Fox. He tried to run across Canada with one leg and terminal cancer to collect a dollar from every Canadian for cancer research. He didn't make it because the cancer spread (he got from St. Johns Newfoundland to Thunder Bay, Ontario, which in itself is an INSANE distance). My dad didn't believe the whole Terry Fox thing was real when he heard about it happening on the radio until he actually saw him hobbling down the high way he happened to be on. My dad said he had 20 dollars on him, but would have given him everything he had if he'd had more on him. That's one way to feel like an asshole.
But seriously man, I look forward to the day you post that you're walking again.
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Cub totally went all Greyjoy on us.
Coming up on UFC: Knuckles vs Lestner.
That's pretty rad haha. Kinda looks lIke a lizard with a flower on top.
I play an Avian with a giant mohawk. He's pretty awesome.
I play an Avian with a giant mohawk. He's pretty awesome.
Tanya accepted the fresh champagne glass with a confident smile from the stoic-faced drell. While she couldn’t read most hanar expressions, she was pretty sure she knew where Luek stood; he was damn excited at the proposition. Either Tanya was convincing, or Luek was desperate for a stroke of good luck in the form of a solid investor, if Kosso and Zhar’s collective analysis was of any indication. The human woman’s grey eyes turned to the hologram of Kahje, the projection impressively detailing about anything needed to know about the planet’s many interconnecting cities, transportation hubs, and Tanya was certain each hot point was layered with several complex layers of information that could detail absolutely everything about a point of interest, from population numbers to members of government to predominant businesses in the area. Invaluable for just about anyone to know, let alone someone with Luek’s connections and influence.
"Do you know the name of this ship?" the hanar asked, catching Tanya somewhat off guard. Of course she didn’t; it was an inquiry that came out of left field as she said. Was she being tested? If so, it was not a comforting feeling. She glanced at Kosso, hoping for a sudden breakthrough that she desperately needed right then. Fortunately, this is where Kosso was certainly an invaluable asset; he knew his quarry and had so far proven rather deft at planning the heist. It was hard to admit, but the two of them complimented each other rather well. They were a solid team.
If only the others were having such luck.
Tanya listened as Luek spun his tale of ancient hanar bullshit, a story that was probably told in every civilization in one form or another, cautioning against over-extending one’s reach lest they fall and fuck up so hard that their abysmal failure would be a cautionary tale for school children for countless generations after the fact. The fact Luek was likening himself to this Aurelion fellow was more of an indication of his over-inflated ego and he perhaps let off a bit too much of his insecurities about his place amongst his own kind than perhaps he intended to; it would explain why he was granting an unknown, unproven human woman and her drell partner with crazy ideas a captivated audience. When Luek concluded his tale, he turned the table to Tanya. Was Veronia Piers willing to go the distance, to reach out and take what others dare not?
Tanya stood and strolled over to the holographic projection, the azure light splashing across her fair skin, making it appear as if the waves of Kahje itself was dancing upon her. She reached out a slender hand, running her hand through the artificial waves. “’Never regret thy fall, O Icarus of the fearless flight, for the greatest tragedy of them all is never to feel the burning light.’” She recited with well-practiced prose, her accent giving an air of formal, educated authority as Oscar Wilde’s words became her own. She turned her gaze to Luek. “We have a very similar tale in our own mythology, where Icarus defied his father’s instructions not to take the wings his father had crafted and flew too close to the sun, where they came apart around him. Icarus perished for his hubris by falling into the sea where he drowned.” She smiled at the hanar.
“Seems all too appropriate for Kahje, does it not? Icarus was a remarkable figure not because of his fate, but because he ignored what was expected of him to pursue his own path, to escape the only land he had ever known and to see the world beyond Crete. It’s somewhat romantic, I think. How is that different than the brave souls who set off in ships to cross the unknown ocean the first time, or those who propelled themselves into the stars? They did not pay heed to what others had said, to exercise caution as they propelled themselves into the unknown. Where would we be if we never took risks, to extend our grasp beyond what we can see? Mr. Luek, I am most certainly someone who isn’t afraid to reach and take what others fear to grasp. The tales of Icarus and Aurelion should not be cautionary tales, but inspirations. We should aspire to be like them, should we not? Only when we build too high or get too close to the sun, we’ll be sure to incorporate fail safes before then.” Tanya gave Luek a grin. “I believe my partner and I just may have found a kindred spirit, do you agree, Mr. Luek?”
"Do you know the name of this ship?" the hanar asked, catching Tanya somewhat off guard. Of course she didn’t; it was an inquiry that came out of left field as she said. Was she being tested? If so, it was not a comforting feeling. She glanced at Kosso, hoping for a sudden breakthrough that she desperately needed right then. Fortunately, this is where Kosso was certainly an invaluable asset; he knew his quarry and had so far proven rather deft at planning the heist. It was hard to admit, but the two of them complimented each other rather well. They were a solid team.
If only the others were having such luck.
Tanya listened as Luek spun his tale of ancient hanar bullshit, a story that was probably told in every civilization in one form or another, cautioning against over-extending one’s reach lest they fall and fuck up so hard that their abysmal failure would be a cautionary tale for school children for countless generations after the fact. The fact Luek was likening himself to this Aurelion fellow was more of an indication of his over-inflated ego and he perhaps let off a bit too much of his insecurities about his place amongst his own kind than perhaps he intended to; it would explain why he was granting an unknown, unproven human woman and her drell partner with crazy ideas a captivated audience. When Luek concluded his tale, he turned the table to Tanya. Was Veronia Piers willing to go the distance, to reach out and take what others dare not?
Tanya stood and strolled over to the holographic projection, the azure light splashing across her fair skin, making it appear as if the waves of Kahje itself was dancing upon her. She reached out a slender hand, running her hand through the artificial waves. “’Never regret thy fall, O Icarus of the fearless flight, for the greatest tragedy of them all is never to feel the burning light.’” She recited with well-practiced prose, her accent giving an air of formal, educated authority as Oscar Wilde’s words became her own. She turned her gaze to Luek. “We have a very similar tale in our own mythology, where Icarus defied his father’s instructions not to take the wings his father had crafted and flew too close to the sun, where they came apart around him. Icarus perished for his hubris by falling into the sea where he drowned.” She smiled at the hanar.
“Seems all too appropriate for Kahje, does it not? Icarus was a remarkable figure not because of his fate, but because he ignored what was expected of him to pursue his own path, to escape the only land he had ever known and to see the world beyond Crete. It’s somewhat romantic, I think. How is that different than the brave souls who set off in ships to cross the unknown ocean the first time, or those who propelled themselves into the stars? They did not pay heed to what others had said, to exercise caution as they propelled themselves into the unknown. Where would we be if we never took risks, to extend our grasp beyond what we can see? Mr. Luek, I am most certainly someone who isn’t afraid to reach and take what others fear to grasp. The tales of Icarus and Aurelion should not be cautionary tales, but inspirations. We should aspire to be like them, should we not? Only when we build too high or get too close to the sun, we’ll be sure to incorporate fail safes before then.” Tanya gave Luek a grin. “I believe my partner and I just may have found a kindred spirit, do you agree, Mr. Luek?”
Stella said
Hey guys, so far my original idea of doing weekend-only posting isn't working out too well since I don't have time on the weekdays to even plan out my posts. So rather than possibly holding everyone up, I'd like to give everyone a heads-up that I won't/can't be posting for a long while. If you're all willing to have me back in a few months when I'm a bit more free with time, I'd like to join in with the rest of Nova again. :)
Of course! It's the same thing as with ATP, we'll just say Jeanna is doing stuff aboard Tyrus while everyone else is on missions. We get that things can be busy, and I'm hoping to see you again before too long, but you take care of what you need to, okay? :)
idlehands said
Leave the reviewing to Dervish
Speaking of which, GI Joe just turned 50. I should do one of those episodes in celebration.
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Post is in the works! We'll be moving things along shortly. Sorry about the wait, gang!
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