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“Two Minds”

A short fic for Phanniemay Day 09 “Water” inspired by @xmamu‘s Atlantis AU, because @caffeinechick and I have spent way too much time gushing over this AU and Atlantis: TLE because we are huge nerds. 

Valerie had been on plenty of jobs where things didn’t go according to plan. It was a practical certainty. Mosul, Abydos, Tripoli, Angora, Montenegro, that four-circus disaster in Budapest; you either adapted and made the most of a bad situation, or you cut your losses and scarpered off while you still could. 

Losing three quarters of your expedition to a giant mechanical monster? She’d had worse. Trapped miles underground in some buried, beyond ancient highway? They still had food and air. Hell, it beat being in Mesopotamia with no shade. 

But this. 

She was standing in a cavern bigger than New York, hearing the roar of crystal blue waterfalls that made Niagara look like a leaky faucet.  All around her was a real, living, inhabited ruin. 

That. That was not part of the plan.

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Trivia: LucasArts’ 2002 Star Wars FPS Jedi Knight II: Jedi Outcast originally contained a level where you flew an X-wing in aerial combat.

This took place between levels 4 and 5 of the final game, on a New Republic mining colony captured by Imperial Remnant troops. Kyle had to use an X-wing to destroy the Imperial shield generators that prevented New Republic forces from rescuing the colonists.

In the final game, the door to the X-wing landing platform in level 5 was replaced with an air duct that looks like an oversize faucet. ;)

Also, the original climax of the Cairn Dock level (the stealth level) was a rematch boss fight with Tavion. Kyle had to defeat her to get the key to the bridge doors of the Doomgiver.

The fight with Tavion was deleted when her character was held over as the main antagonist of Jedi Academy. The location where Kyle fought her remains in-game as the secret level “Pit”, and the catwalk leading there from the Doomgiver bridge is still present in the Cairn Dock level.

Both deletions were deliberately patterned on similar changes made to Jedi Knight and Mysteries of the Sith. Jedi Knight originally had a space-combat level featuring the Moldy Crow, and a deleted set of levels in Mysteries of the Sith had the overall villain Sariss, last survivor of the Seven Dark Jedi.

When I was about 10-11, I didn’t have a problem with my nose. Sure, I wasn’t crazy about it, but I wasn’t really insecure and I was never one of those people who cared about anybody’s appearance including mine like that.

A boy that went to my class looked at me one day, he was really staring and had a funny look on his face and I asked him what he was doing, feeling very confused. I thought I maybe had something on my face, but it turns out he was staring at my nose. 

He told me my nose looked like the kitchen sink. He said it was going down like a faucet. He told me it was huge. He said I had a guy’s nose. He wondered out loud when that “thing” grew onto my face, because he never noticed it before. His friend who was sitting next to him, started laughing and agreed with him, saying I had the biggest nose in the whole school. Everybody ended up laughing about it, including me (even though it was fake). I went home crying that day. I cried myself to sleep for 3 days. I tried breaking my own nose by hitting myself in the face with my tennis racket. From that day on, I never stopped being self-conscious about my nose.

It was never a proble to me before then.

In 8th grade, my best friend called me an owl. He always made jokes about my nose. I stopped laughing at those jokes by the time I entered puberty. Sometimes I would react by crying. Sometimes I would just quietly nod or whisper that I am aware. My nose was a source of so many insecurities and cause of so much self-hatred to me.

It had gotten so bad that when I turned 18, my grandpa pulled me asside and told me: “Listen, I know you hate it. I’m sorry that you feel that way because you are the most beautiful person to me (even though he is legally blind). But grandma and I decided to pay for a nose surgery, if you want it. We don’t want you to be so unhappy because of your nose. We hope you know that you are beautiful to us inside and out, but if it is making you so unhappy, we want to help more than this.”

And so I got a nose job at 18. And I was never quite as unhappy about my nose again.

And what is most important, I was a bit happier because I knew at least my family cared how I felt. Or at least some of them did.