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Kimani Silvercloud growls soft still, controlling herself "he's a scaredy cat, cant stand up for himself" she hisses and flexes her claws angrily, "If he tries anything" she mutters to herself "he's gonna get it"
Belldandy Ghost surveys the crowd bellow, recognizing some people by uniform only others by facial recognition. Her favorite target wasnt amoung them, which was depressing, since she wasnt done with him yet. He needed to pay for her getting shot. "Oh yes....I got something for that Assbag.....and his friends....YOU OWE ME FOR A NEW ARM!"
Debra Charron steps forward into position and shuffles her feet, firming up the sand under her soft boots. Her features can only be described as serene as the seabreeze ruffles her hair and her eyes critically rake over her opponent, taking in how he stands, his equipment and generally taking the measure of him. She speaks, managing to keep most of the mocking tone from her voice, "I'm glad to hear that you're proficent in this evolution Commisar. From the tin suit your're wearing to a duel, I'd mistaken you for a rookie. Now I don't have to feel bad about you being drafted for this." Deb settles her hips and looks the man square on, " I can't say i have any special flair for this stuff outside what your boss has alluded to alreasy...." Deb glances at Tres and back to Pyros....."as he stated, I was created to soldier...so you could say I was born for this........." Deb lowers her right hand to her holsterd USP and waits...... "I'm ready at your convenience...."
Esha Rajal beamed a smile at Simon and took the cigarette that he'd offered, sighing with relief. So much tension in the air with all of that waiting... She slid the cigarette between her lips and grabbed her own zippo from her pocket, lighting up almost instantly. "Thanks," she nodded to the sergeant. "Needed that for sure." And she was back to watching again, this time puffing away happily...
Pyros Zenovka just glares at the woman"Its my uniform i have to wear.. PLus it has some hidden goodies in it." he just smiles at her his hand moveing down to the holster of the luger the remade gun he used for exactions he had to carry out back at the mainland."SO then what we what for high noon then?"
Jaina Lefevre squeezes Rai's hand so tight it's probably going numb.
Belldandy Ghost looks at the Commisionar's gear herself, her shades, which had lines of codeing constantly scrolling across it had changed from one green tint to another. Now she was using its scan feature to look over the gear, trying to see what sort of things he had hidden in it and the probability of Debra being able to dodge them, assuming they werent explosive.
Roaman Enzo walks over to the gathering a top the hill. Roaman looks down and sees Deb and Tres. He spots Deets ever close by. Smileing to himself then turning to Esha and Simon. "Where do they stand so far? And do we have our people in place in case this gets out of hand?"
Simon Netizen looks back at Ro then back down the hill. "Us three, and Taiyou's down there," he nods. "Startin' to think they may just dance and call it a night."
Debra Charron grins wolfishly, looking about as happy as anyone has ever seen her. "No need to wait, we're under freetown rules." The devil sparkles in Deb's green eyes as her hand hovers over her pistol-butt, "Make a move"
Jaina Lefevre mutters. "He sent five soldiers to come get me and Rai...and only has one to stand there with him for this. I don't think he's takin' this very seriously, do you?"
Kimani Silvercloud her ears go down defensively she glances at Jai "seems he isnt, he'll be sorry though"
Rai Pawpad squeezes her hand. "Maybe he was takin us real seriously. He should. How's his face lookin?"
Simon Netizen glances at Deb's daughter as she speaks and just shakes his head.
Remamian Takashi finishes her smoke and chucks the butt twords pyros as she blows out a last large plume into the air, she hears the commander behind her and simply wave, not quite sure if he would even see it or not
Pyros Zenovka just moves his hand not ready to draw the gun move working the holster open his hand cracking his knuckles for a moment"You do know after i win.. You family will have to join you." he just gives her a blank look throwing out the threat out there to maybe knock her off for a moment or two.
Nellie Meads crabwalks down the hill to the woman below her, who just finished the cigarette. A flurry of rocks are loosened, but she is light, agile, and low to the ground.
Remamian Takashi turns as she sees a few rocks decide they want to roll past her she see's the youngling and looks looks back twords the two bellow, seemingly ignoring the approach
Jaina Lefevre glances up at Roaman and frowns. "Who's you? You better be on my Moms' side or you can go stand over there." she points to the other hill.
Nellie Meads says very composedly, as she balances and takes the cover off her jar, "Can I use your lighter to set this on fire?"
Simon Netizen coughs to cover a laugh as the kid addresses Roaman and sucks so hard on his cigarette his eyes water.
Nellie Meads: "Please?"
Debra Charron will...if she has time later...reflect that her opponent probably didn't understand what "Freetown rules" meant. The moment the man's hand moves after he was told to "make his move", Deb's own right hand caresses the pistol butt and her old and familiar USP is rising to its natural firing position. Her draw is what she was trained to do in close combat, not the awkward 'wild west" yank-and-fire - but the smooth movement of someone who very much wants the first shot to count. The weapon's muzzle blankets Pyros center-chest as her finger snaps the trigger back smoothly, counting on years of practice and muzzle-rise to place her rounds slightly above center-chest - and hopefully sending them richocheting up into his head if they fail to penetrate. Her pistol barks once and a .45 caliber ball round begins its journey topwards the Commisar.
Kimani Silvercloud looks up at Roman, watching him for a few beets then looks back down
Roaman Enzo already a kid hater looks down at the little brat but holds his tongue. "I Think your safe kid now watch your mama"
GDS colleagues participated in 3 introductory sessions to coding at GDS. Students were from the Women's and BAME network. Volunteer coaches were from across the organisation, and included frontend developers, backend developers, and site reliability engineers.
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ماطلع ماجلس ماتحرك ماشوف مااكل , الا بكود ريد xDD
قلت أسويله دعايه صغنطوطه , دعايه بسيطه , ان شاء الله تعجبكم
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The 2013 edition of Qlimax: “Immortal Essence“.
Gelredom Arnhem, November 23rd.
Client: Q-dance
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Rode the 49 past this house for the past three years. Better late than never?
I've always wondered how awesome a conversational topic the door might be.
"Hey. Nice front door. Fire-truck red, eh."
"Yeah, the only one in the neighbourhood."
this has got a white painted front . with demonstrator seating and its a memory bus for my best friend gemma who died rip xx
Taken at the Tune by Tuna Car Show at the Smith & Wesson Corporate Headquarters in Springfield, MA on 8/12/12.
KPL Code Camp: Teens work together to solve problems while learning basic computer programming skills, www.kpl.gov
The handmade QR code of the painting Palermo by Fabrice de Nola. QR code size: cm 120 x 120.
To see the full painting go to: flic.kr/p/8WxM1o
Cite as: Fabrice de Nola, 2010. Palermo, detail on painted QR code.
This work is part or the Palermu Project.
There's a Flickr group about the Genius of Palermo, please feel welcome to join! flic.kr/g/qJgY7
Photo credit: Elena Olivo
Copyright: NYU Photo Bureau
The Fall 2010 Student Hackathon brought in hundreds of students from 30 universities to NYU's Courant Institute for 24 hours of creative hacking on New York City startups' APIs.
Selected startups presented their technologies at the beginning of the event, and students formed groups to brainstorm and begin coding on their ideas. Many students worked into the night, foregoing sleep to fulfill their visions.
On Sunday afternoon students presented their projects to an audience including a judging panel, which selected the final winners.
hackNY hosts hackathons one each semester, as well as a Summer Fellows Program, which pairs quantitative and computational students with startups which can demonstrate a strong mentoring environment, a problem for a student to work on, a person to mentor them, and a place for them to work. Startups selected to host a student are expected to compensate student Fellows. Students enjoy free housing together and a pedagogical lecture series to introduce them to the ins and outs of joining and founding a startup.
For more information on hackNY's initiatives, please visit www.hackNY.org and follow us on twitter @hackNY