Pippa

Image of the mechanical ladder outside the Louvre Text below says WENN'S MAL WIEDER SCHNELL GEHEN MUSS (When you need to move fast) Underneath is more German text which translates as "The Böcker Agilo transports your treasures weighing up to 400kg at 42m/min - quiet as a whisper."

The German company that makes the mechanical ladder used in the Louvre heist has used the image to advertise, with the text 'When you need to move fast'

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Once the song finished, they held their poses from the final beat, each pair looking like they were about to fuck.

"You wanna stay? It gets more erotic from here," said Hoshi.

Kemper simply motioned for his troops to leave. "Starfleet's fucking weird, Amanda."

"What did we even volunteer for?"

At the chorus, the women twerked. Malcolm and Alex politely clapped along as they watched. They continued with pinpoint precision at every suggestive moment.

Across the room, Kemper and the MACOs were stunned silent, unsure what they were watching.

With every beat, the women made a hard movement with their hands and feet. They slapped against each others' bodies.

🎵I hit my demon mode
Bow down and pray that I don't take your soul
You'll never see me coming
Tucked under the bed, I'll creep inside your head🎶

YouTube video by 7clouds Stileto, AViVA - Demon Mode (Lyrics)

They took their positions.

"Computer, play workout list Socorro 1." The system beeped.

🎶Went to Hell and met some friends
You know it's not that bad🎵

youtu.be/Hy5YOACRCJc?...

"Happy to serve, Lieutenant!" replied Annie.

María held her crucifix necklace for a moment, exhaled, then gathered the women around her. "Alright, ladies. The MACOs still think we're a bunch of nerds. Let's prove them wrong."

Ator placed her hand in the middle, followed by the rest. "Break!"

"You marines almost done?" asked Lisa. "We're gonna play some music."

Kemper placed both feet on the ground. His squad did the same. "I guess we could be done."

"You might wanna stay, Sergeant. We don't have anything erotic out here, so it's the closest thing we got," said Malcolm.

"As T'Pol would say, 'they're aesthetically pleasing.'" Malcolm playfully hit his shoulder.

The door to the space opened. María Socorro, Klara Hess, Hoshi Sato, Annie Naiman, Lisa Fuller, and Ator Tamras entered. They took off their jackets to reveal their workout shirts.

"You're not going to kill any Xindi standing on one bloody leg."

Kemper kept his back at them. "Tai chi is about balance. Finding your center. When you're in control, anything's possible."

Malcolm checked his watch. "Ladies should be here soon if you wanna watch," he whispered to Alex.

"Still got that left cross," said Malcolm as he spat at the ground.

"A couple engineers on Valiant haven't forgotten it."

The two looked over to the corner. Sgt. Nelson Kemper was leading a group of MACOs in tai chi. It seemed performative.

#MicroTreks:

Malcolm Reed and Alex Cunningham were wearing headgear and gloves for boxing. It was their weekly sparring session. Malcolm threw two punches at Alex, who dodged. He hit back in the lieutenant's cheek. This continued for five minutes.

That's a proper uniform. Right down to the buttons and the rank insignia. This isn't an "accidental" costume.

shit eating grin

i hate these men

I honestly thought the site was shut down because it violated some rules. It honestly makes more sense that it pulled a Harold Hill.

Many feelings on this:

1) Crime is pretty much an out-in-the-open career now
2) Ha ha
3) The only real non-crime use for crypto is annoying people
4) Ha ha ha ha
5) Capitalism disincentivizes morals and ethics
6) Ha ha ha stop I can't breathe

New York City has some of the best artists in the world, plus countless more who are just waiting to get their shot.

It say a lot that none of them will apparently work with Cuomo, so he resorts to AI versions of Idris Elba and Brendan Gleason.

In social movement studies, we talk about how marches and protests expand the threshold of acceptable risk so that people take more and bigger social risks IN PUBLIC, EN MASSE. This is extremely important for the bourgeois white folks holding signs and building social rapport.

The human women started to squee like excited schoolgirls.

"You won't regret it, ma'am!" said Annie as she stood from the table and walked off.

"Tamras, why do you all keep insisting that I attend movie night?"

"You're part of this crew. You should have fun."

T'Pol raised an eyebrow. "Juliana Gallo. Didn't she win an award recently for a courtroom drama?"

"Yes, and way before that, she was the Ringmaster. It's iconic."

"Trust us, Sub-Commander. Nocturnal Circus and A Scandal in Lagos are like night and day."

She sighed. "Perhaps I can attend."

"There's tons of highly erotic performances, including acrobatics and dancing. Tyrone Burke is in it."

"I'm not familiar with that actor."

"Annie, she's Vulcan. She's not gonna swoon over Tyrone Burke."

"I dunno, she might like Juliana Gallo as the Ringmaster."

"What is Nocturnal Circus?" asked T'Pol.

Annie turned to her XO. "It's only the most depraved and decadent horror film of the last 50 years!"

"So, there's this guy, he gets cursed and has to watch the woman he loves die over and over on Halloween," added Ator.

Annie leaned close. "Nocturnal Circus 2 & 3!"

Ator's eyes and mouth widened in excitement. "Shut UP!! How did you get Trip to agree to that?!"

"I told him we needed something good for Halloween, not a B-movie from the 1950s!"

"May I join you, ladies?"

"By all means, Annie. My head's about to explode."

"Perhaps we could use a five minute break," said T'Pol.

Annie pushed her plate close to Ator, who then took a fry. "You ready for movie night next week?"

"What's playing?"

The door to the mess hall opened. Annie Naiman came in, rubbing her neck. She took a cup and placed it in the drink dispenser. "Cherry cola." She said. She then looked through the serving cases, trying to find something appetizing, before taking a plate of french fries.

"Have them place the artifacts in Cargo Bay 2 once they're done. Compose a memorandum for them to contact the High Command and see if we can return these items to their owners."

"They're over 40,000 years old. I doubt anyone's asking for them."

"An ethical formality, Ensign."

#MicroTreks:

Ensign Ator Tamras sat with Sub-Commander T'Pol. As the Vulcan's deputy, she found herself given a lot of responsibility over the science division. Much of it was in paperwork.

"Lynn and Pierre should be finishing their report by tomorrow," she said.

#whitehouse
#eastwing

Transition Timeline: meeting the cast of Titanic edition.

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