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Zootopia- Running Wilde Part 1
0264, The 7th age of Mammalkind
Zootopia is the manifestation of an interspecies dream.
Its goal is provide a place where any kind of mammal regardless of size and shape can live and find solutions to their differences in peace.
Zootopia has grown as a city state, located within neutral territory, and after almost 200 hundred years of existence, has surpassed expectations of its founders, becoming a centre for international peace after millennia of fear and conflict.
It thrives in prosperity and innovation in its diversity.
It is a world city bustling with businessmen, scientists, scholars,  diplomats, and visitors from around the globe.
23 million mammals with over 500 different species living together.
It is a centre that also attracts mammals of greed and corruption.
Where old rivalries between different species surface.
The renowned Zootopia Police Department is tasked with ensuring that Zootopia continues its purpose of being a symbol of interspecies friendship.
The most
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Stargate: Renegade Alliance -Part 2
Yevgeniy cracked both knuckles and placed them both on the hand rest of the command chair.
Military superiority was well and good, but the subversive works of arrogant thought can creep into the working like rust near the seaside.
He remembered his childhood as a fisherman's son near the Aral Sea. He would wonder why the strong frame of the boats cabin was so constantly cleaned even though it looked fine. Something so fine and invisible like the salt in the air, even on a calm day, can slowly rot away at the steel structure.
He could also relate to the analogy of the seafront creeping further and further away as he grew up. There was no doubt about the use of so many rivers of the steppes could turn a seaside home into a desert enclave.
He and his crew were responding to a distress signal without any specific details or reason. Experience told Yevgeniy that it either meant a strong need for assistance or a ploy.
The lastest information from the Asgard Computer had been gleened as much
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Stargate Atlantis: Renegrade Alliance - Part 1
4 years later
The bobbing motion that Rodney was experiencing was interesting to begin with, but as time went on, He got irritated at the fact that he couldn’t stop moving. His backside was beginning to get sore from being stuck on the same surface for so long.
“I still don’t see why we couldn’t have taken the puddlejumper!”
Sheppard perked up. “These things have the power of negotiation with these people that you often lack Mckay! The town’s only 5 klicks from the gate so we should be there soon!”
Rodney snorted in reply. The people of M6R- 346 had a close bond with a large bird called Hubbulu or as Rodney came to call them “a Hobble” as riding them made him feel like he would soon be more comfortable on the dashboard of a SUV.
They resembled a relative of the extinct elephant bird with a stooped appearance they stood about 7 feet tall and were native to several planets of the Pegasus Galaxy, or they may ha
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SGA- Renegrade Alliance- Prologue
Alone in the vastness of space always creates a feeling of inferiority and cause for a pause of reflection.
The observer glanced at the viewscreen before him.
It should be time.
As predicted, two hyperspace windows opened and two Hive ships entered into normal space. He then directed his attention to the planet several thousand kilometres of his port bow. They stood out blue and green against the stars and empty blackness of space.
He had been monitoring the routes of Wraith vessels of the Pegasus Galaxy for several months. The predatory species had been the focus of his studies, both sociological and scientific.
Many other lifeforms would have shied away from the menacing ships growing closer by the second, but he had salvaged other devices that helped him in his studies, including a cloaking device making his ship invisible.
The two Wraith ships were preparing for the culling of the humans of the nearby planet. With their attention focused entirely on the planet he could quiet
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The Delivery
The slamming of a car door was the last sound that echoed through the night. As the car lights died down behind the windows. Jacob hit “lock” on his keyring and the vehicle responded with a single surrounding yellow flash and a soft clack that indicated that it was secure.
Jacob took a deep breath. That after that flash it would take a bit for his eyes to get use to the darkness. He brought his left hand on top of the canvas bag which was supported by his right.  
As a job requirement, he did not know what was in the bag or had any interest in the customers interest in the product. He was paid to carry out the delivery without any questions. No complications. No second thoughts.
Jacob was used to knocking on doors in closely packed houses or suburbs, so a quiet caravan park down by the beach was a little outside his comfort zone.
In a small pocket in the canvas bag, he fumbled around until he found the receipt and the notepaper with his instructions. A balancing it on
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Force Awakens - Nostalgia in HD
Force Awakens review(Warning spoilers)
Its really incredible after all these years and after many rescreenings of the original trilogy and the prequel trilogy as a Star Wars Fan that there is now a new saga to be included in my collection!
In retrospect, it may take some time before I decide if I like or dislike JJ Abrams work. There is much to be said for the fight scenes and the special effects on the CGI modelling and the animatronics were fresh and exhilarating.
Nevertheless, I was expecting some new look demonstrating a different era in the Star Wars history. The prequel trilogy did define itself with different starships, buildings and clothes that they wore and in the star wars universe they were only twenty years apart before the time of the empire. So I reckon they could have had some leniency of some imagination with the beginning of this new trilogy. I mean George Lucas lacked some skill in the dialogue (and selection of characters), but the attention to detail and the art th
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0264, The 7th age of Mammalkind
Zootopia is the manifestation of an interspecies dream.
Its goal is provide a place where any kind of mammal regardless of size and shape can live and find solutions to their differences in peace.
Zootopia has grown as a city state, located within neutral territory, and after almost 200 hundred years of existence, has surpassed expectations of its founders, becoming a centre for international peace after millennia of fear and conflict.
It thrives in prosperity and innovation in its diversity.

It is a world city bustling with businessmen, scientists, scholars,  diplomats, and visitors from around the globe.
23 million mammals with over 500 different species living together.

It is a centre that also attracts mammals of greed and corruption.
Where old rivalries between different species surface.
The renowned Zootopia Police Department is tasked with ensuring that Zootopia continues its purpose of being a symbol of interspecies friendship.
The most skilled and courageous are assigned to Precinct 1, the Centre of Zootopia.

 
 
Michael Harrie pulled at the long strands of fur that on his chin that were distinctive to his species. He glanced out over the rise in Downtown Zootopia that provided him with view of the outer suburbs and towards Sahara Square to the bay.

He slipped back into the alley and the goat chewed the gum in his mouth thoughtfully. The building he had his eye on was with stone masonry just like any other building along Tobol Avenue. Close together with several alley ways with fire escapes crossing the height of the apartment blocks.

Backed against the incredible high rises that made up the CBD of Zootopia on one side, on the other side he could see landscaping attempts to green the area with squares cut out of the sidewalk and Oak trees beginning to shoot towards the sky.

He stopped in mid-chew and glanced out of the alley way again to see a porcupine in a suit and fedora with a briefcase in hand, march up to the front door of the building and greeted by an opossum. There was also a lion parked on the other side of the road that seemed to be having trouble with his tire, he had his full attention on getting the car’s jack together so he didn’t see him as a problem.

Harrie turned to the pig in a trench coat and up-swept hair style that was leaning against a huge square bin beside him and nodded. The opossum immediately caught sight of him and his bodyguard and stood by the open door. The marsupial’s ears twitched with anticipation as another other pair emerged from the alley opposite the road.

Micheal Harrie the Goat and “Razor” the Pig reached the  building first and the opossum whispered “Second Floor, second of the left” as they went past.

He then turned to the second pair, a cougar in a modest dark green jacket and jeans. He was with a fox clad in a jacket with a gelled Mohawk and a pair of tinted green glasses followed.

The Cougar and the Fox stamped up two flights of stairs and Michael and Razor in a room with the Porcupine seated at a small table in the rooms center opening the briefcase.

“Gnash is not here.” The Cougar said with a flat tone. He shot his eye to see if, Bart, his fox body guard, was watching the doorway.
“He knew the time of this meeting regardless, Mr. Pelt ” the porcupine replied “I will proceed. I have other meetings to attend to”
The porcupine looked up from under the fedora.
“You all know why you are here.”
He lifted two small metal cylinders the size of a fridge magnet.

“You wish to use my merchandise for you’re own purposes. I can assure you that these components will do as they say.”
From the briefcase he pulled out a black box filled with a malleable foam with a small cylinder outline cut in the middle.
“One thing that you must remember is to put the Bollix cylinder into its container when it is not in use.”
“It can disrupt any kind of technology from cell phones to a large network of CCTV cameras when placed on a power relay box.”
He saw a sceptical streak in his audiences face.
“Just to show you that there is power in these things...”
The porcupine quickly hit two of them together and a large metallic shriek nearly pulverised the eardrums of everyone in the room.
Michael grasped his horns covering his ears.  

Manus Pelt’s paws flicked back hitting Bart the Fox in the stomach.
The blow made Bart bow forward and slightly dislodge his green tinted glasses.
Manus turned instinctively so he could see what he hit. He caught a glance of the fox’s eyes before the glasses went back on.

He turned back to the porcupine, but his light brown face frowned and turned back to the fox.
“Wait, you are not Bart!”

Manus’ memory went into overload as he remembered feeling fury seeing the picture of a green eyed fox in uniform.

The uniform of an...

Manus eyes suddenly when furious.

“You’re that COP!”

The fox had a gun in his hand in an instant and his glasses clattered to the floor. He wiped his paw over the collar of his jacket and pressed down of a button in the cloth.

“S’right buddy!”
Everybody in the room held his gaze as he passed the sights of his ZPD standard pistol over them.
“You are Nick Wilde!” Michael seethed “Well, I never.”

“I’ve got a dart for each of you if any of you makes a move” He backed towards the door.
Then his instincts kicked in and told him that someone was behind him.

He felt the wind on the back of his neck when a tawny fist with black spots threw a right hook narrowly missing the police fox.

Nick recovered spinning to plant a kick on his attacker. A Jaguar. The Jaguar caught the blow in his shoulder and let out a grunt.

He realised that this was the late comer to the meeting.

Raymond “Gnash” Tawnous. A criminal with a reputation of using his species powerful jaws in robbing and maiming his victims.

Nick cursed the obvious solution in his hand and tried to get his dart gun up.
Unfortunately as he descended to the ground, Manus took no time in grabbing the fox in headlock with his right arm.

“To think I respected your cunning to see you end this way, Wilde” Manus breathed into his ear.
Nick felt the puma tighten his grip around his neck then suddenly the pumas arm went slack and Nick pulled himself free as Manus fell to the ground unconscious.

The rest of the criminals in the room spun around to see a rabbit in a protective vest and blue uniform kneeling on the open window sill a dart gun in her right paw.  
The criminals yellow eyes looked at her with intimidating coldness and reached for their belts.
Suddenly Gnash’s large eyes fluttered as his knees folded beneath him and he fell to the ground.
This revealed Officer Delgato with his pistol entering to room.
“Games up! You’re Busted!”

Quick as a flash Micheal pushed past the salesman and Razor to the bathroom.
He took point when he entered the room and knew that the window was slightly open and big enough to fit through.
He stopped suddenly when the muzzle of a pistol pressed against his nose and a white wolf with narrow eyes stepped forward forcing Manus to walk backwards back into the room with the pistol against his nose.

The white wolf smiled “Looks like Nick tagged you around long enough to allow him to introduce you to ZPD SWAT.”

Four police cruisers sat in the street each with their lights flashing.
They had few passengers to take into the station in cuffs. Harrie, Gnash, Razer, Pelt ,the porcupine businessmen as well as their bodyguards.
Nick Wilde scratched the the fur on the top of his head with claws ruffing up that mohawk.
Three weeks talking gangster was enough for him. He was ready for the boring duties of being a street cop again.
It will certainly nice to spend his time with...

Right on que. Little Bunny Sure-Shot was right next to him.

Nick smiled “Not bad, hey Jude?”

Judy grinned and slapped him lightly on his arm.
“Three gang leaders, their body guards and a black market associate. Yeah, not bad at all.”
Nick looked at the transmitter in his coat collar.
"All with one button"
He looked up to the skyline.

“With these guys in the bag I reckon this neighborhood will be a better place to live.”

Nick saw the corners of Judy’s mouth go up.

Nick looked back up at the stars.

“Well, better get this debriefing over with so we can call it a night so we can get into that R and R first thing tomorrow”.






A loud and irritating sound filled the dark room, illuminated only by the red numbers on the alarm clock. Darkness did not matter to Nick Wilde, but for a few seconds he stared accusingly at that clock.

“Mmm…. Uh… Ohh”

The sounds he made reflected his protesting body’s return to a conscious state. He hit the top of the clock turning off the alarm.

Dressed in just some boxer shorts and an old T-shirt he stumbled into the kitchen and flicked on the light.

He heard some deep snoring from behind a door coming into the kitchen. Finnick didn’t share his morning routine.Except on special occasions.

His first route was to the fridge where he knew an opened container of instant coffee was kept.
He felt a surge of disdain as to how light the container felt. Shaking it confirmed that it was completely empty.

“Then why the heck did I put it…?”

Nick sighed. Then the corners of his mouth twitched upward.
His brain kicked in again finally and a wave of euphoria hit him as he realised he didn’t need to go to work and he could forget the character role-play as Bart.

Last night he hit the hay early after spilling out his experiences to the police executives and the local counselor at the station.

At present his first instinct was to go back to bed for a sleep-in.
Then again, he should embrace this day to the full.
He chuckled as he realised that he didn’t know what to do first.
Then he remembered the empty cardboard container in his hand.

He could head out and satisfy his craving for an espresso cappuccino.
He pulled the fridge open again. Could to a shop while he was looking for coffee. Get one thing out of the way.

Strolling along he stopped at a small shopping centre and went to get his dose of coffee.
He noticed a new sushi place had opened up there The Sushi Corner .

Not a bad idea to grab lunch there with a friend.

This early he was first in line and the barista knew what they were doing so the first sip of foam off the top was heaven this morning.

He had just passed out of the doors when he heard the ruckus around a vending machine happening the other end.


It was Fangmeyer the Tiger and Higgens the Hippo, they both were glowering over a badger.
No doubt they were returning after night shift to the station when they saw a badger breaking the law.
The small predator had both paws behind his head they all headed towards the cruiser.
They looked up and Nick was there.

“Morning officers, Fangmeyer. Higgens.”

The two nodded in response.
“Officer Wilde” they said
Nick looked at the badger.

“Fallow”

The badger made no movement, but his brown eyes against his dark fur narrowed.

“In another place it would be good to see you, Wilde” he said quietly
Nick frowned.

“Well, I just thought you’d be too smart to go for looting a vending machine in plain view.”

The badger grunted.

Nick looked up.

“Did you think about cuffing him after searching him?”

Higgens tilted his head.
“Don’t see why not. He easily complied.”
He looked smugly at the fox.

“...and they did teach us how to search in basic training”

Nick’s eyes narrowed and returned the smug expression.

“ Annnnd, Did they teach you about... kletpo’s? Especially the professional artists?”

Fangmeyer and Higgens looked at each other and bent down again. They pulled out several objects from the badgers pockets.

“Hey my Wallet!”

“My Watch!”

Nick turned.
“Oh, its probably best if you put one of them mouth guards on him.”
Fangmeyer and Higgens looked up.

“I know I’m not a fan of it” Nick continued “but in this instance I think it’s for the best.”

He watched as they escorted their felon into their car.
Nick Wilde turned back to the mall and thought about the list in his pocket.


He had a sense of satisfaction. It seemed like that all his past experiences had been preparing him for this.
He knew every street and alley like the back of his hand and the network of different criminals.
Of course he couldn’t take them himself, but needed a partner that could think fast on her feet, sharp eye and could spout legal procedure like a text book.
It also meant, for the most part, when the day was finished he could have a bit of time to unplug and unwind without needing to worry that some disgruntled customer would be coming through his door.
This change in him also got him thinking about other areas of his life.



“...Then theirs Felicity, Sophie and Grace.”
Judy finally stopped for a breath and took a bite out of a cucumber and cheese roll before quietly wiping the soy sauce off her mouth.

Nick had slowly been munching way and licking a bit of tuna off this thumb answered.
“So that’s all your siblings?”
Judy smiled.

“No uh... actually those are just my sisters.” She raised a finger. “My brothers now... Oh”
She picked up her phone that just started buzzing against the table top and opened her messages.

“Oh hey!” She smiled “Paul’s been accepted into the academy!”

She looked up and her partner. “That’s one of my brothers!”

She looked back down. “He’s with thirty other bunnies that are going through with him to become officers!”

Nicks eyebrows shot up. “Well, Carrots looks like you’re not going to be alone on the force.”

Judy looked back up at Nick. “Yeah, maybe I’ll have to visit the academy lodge and see that he settles in well.”

She smiled “It’s good that he won’t be alone there.”

Nick smiled back “Well, he’ll have the same mentor that got me through the academy.”

Judy frowned. “I really throught that you wouldn’t be up for undercover work. I’m really impressed by that. You will have to write some guidelines for me if I ever have to do that in the future.”

Nick smiled. “Wellllll... I’m my past career I did pull the wool over the eyes over a lot of mammals...” He sat back in his chair. “...but that had to be the hustle of the decade.”
He pointed a finger at his partner. “ I couldn’t have pulled it off knowing you were watching my back”.

Judy smiled and then frowned slightly “You did almost make me forget that we switched the nighthowler pellet when you tore up that deer in that museum. Kinda made me really panic for a moment.”

“I had a bit of practice as a kid tearing stuff up.”
Nick paused and his eyes narrowed and his partner looked at him with questioning eyes.

“I guess I got angry sometimes...” he continued “ I decided to take it out on different things.”
Judy spoke up quietly.

“You know you haven’t mentioned your mother much.”
Nick tapped his claws on the table.

“She and I had a falling out ten years ago. I guess I haven’t really thought about it since I was constantly thinking about the next plan for a hustle.”

He put his chin on the hand that had his elbow leaning on the table.

“I don’t know what she is doing right now.”

For about ten seconds their was an awkward silence.

Judy did not know what to say after that.

“Well.” She began “Bogo mentioned that there is going to be a number of international exhange officers coming in. You could find a bit of spare time next week if you want to...”

“Hey look! The shops got an actual octopus in their fish tank!”

Judy spun around to see an array of tentacles disappear under a rock in Sushi Corners aquarium.

She turned back to see one of the rolls on her tray missing.

Nick had it in his paws pretending to hold it towards his mouth with a mischievous look in his eye.
Judy laughed and reached out to snatch it back.

“Well, you gonna eat up Carrots or do I have to finish it for you?”
Yevgeniy cracked both knuckles and placed them both on the hand rest of the command chair.
Military superiority was well and good, but the subversive works of arrogant thought can creep into the working like rust near the seaside.

He remembered his childhood as a fisherman's son near the Aral Sea. He would wonder why the strong frame of the boats cabin was so constantly cleaned even though it looked fine. Something so fine and invisible like the salt in the air, even on a calm day, can slowly rot away at the steel structure.

He could also relate to the analogy of the seafront creeping further and further away as he grew up. There was no doubt about the use of so many rivers of the steppes could turn a seaside home into a desert enclave.

He and his crew were responding to a distress signal without any specific details or reason. Experience told Yevgeniy that it either meant a strong need for assistance or a ploy.
The lastest information from the Asgard Computer had been gleened as much as possible for the works of one of the galaxy’s greatest races.


The Odyssey had further enhanced it sensors with the Asgard knowledge, but like all new technology, it suffered from performance issues on its shake down mission.


The signal was traced to a mining outpost on a small Genii settlement. With the agreement of exchange of technology with the galaxy coalition, the Genii agreed to share insight into mineral extraction and quantitative farming.


Donahue, Yevgeniy’s first officer on the right consol on the bridge, alerted the captain that they were about to arrive.

“Well, drop us out, as they say” The captain commanded.
The whirlwind of subspace dispersed and the asteroid like moon came into view. It was a structure that hugged the moon like a replicator spider on a sultana. There were lights emanating from the pentagonal central structure, but there attempts at hails was futile.
Donahue turned to the transmitter on his console.

“Jonah, have you got those sensors up?”


The deep, Londoner accent responded, “We had a crash Sir! We just going over the Asgard core to make sure they sit well with our tech!”


Yevgeniy rubbed his forehead with his finger
“The pressure to make good of the promises of the bureaucrats is showing its head. People are taking shorter routes and things get over looked.”
“Well, our inital scans before the computer went up showed that there were no Wraith activity in the area” the helmsmen murmured quietly.


Yevgeniy placed his hand back on its armrest. “Can you give us a view of what the situation is down there?”
“There’s no apparent damage” Donahue explained then frowned
“Hang on. That looks a little out of place”
Yengeniy squinted at what came to be a yellow dot coming from one of the pipes which led down to the mining shafts.

It did not seem like a light source but a perfect circle cut out of the side of the structure.
Donahue’s eyes widen.

“Sir! We need to turn the core off! Now!”
Yengeniy recognised his fear and called Jonah to cease operations.  
A split second before he said so though, the sensors came up and the net sounded a proximity alarm.
“BRACE-!” was all that he could manage before  the ship was struck by an impact that threw the inertial dampeners off and the ships crew were mercilessly thrown against bulkheads or anything else that could halt the sudden movement underneath their feet.


On the Alpha site of the Pegasus Galaxy, Three figures emerged from the incoming wormhole to several prefab buildings that made up the Tauri base.

With the Milky Way galaxy in relative peace, more resources were being funnelled into developments of the Pegasus Galaxy. The treeline was beginning to be over shadowed by a grey concrete and steel base that would permanently house and deploy X-303’s and later on a Daedulus-class starship.


In the meantime, they proceeded to the central tent serving as the command centre. They identified themselves with the solider on duty as the Stargate once again powered up to return offword travelers.

The interior of the tent was a flurry of activity with people discussing projects and reports over monitors and people going to and fro with cups of coffee.
Sheppard, Teyla and Mackay carefully milled past the maze of people to the enclosed office behind a plastic sheet.

The short haired General just finished a conversation with a couple of civilians in suits and placed several files in a pile on his desk. He turned to his visitors.
“OR-1! Welcome! How did it go?”
“All smooth General Mitchell” Sheppard smiled “ the locals were friendly and hate the wraith as much as we do”

“I’ve also developed a more powerful relish for eating a turkey right now!” Rodney interjected  “ My backside may be tender enough already”


“And because of their use we now have more partners in our defence against the Wraith” Teyla calmly finished.

Sheppard smirked. “Glad Ronan didn’t come. He would have started a firefight out of sheer boredom.”

A look of concern crossed his face.

“Hope his nowhere near my place town right now.”

“Hey! Erik the Red really did land in America!” Rodney quipped.


Rodney’s little jest was shaken by shouts of alarm and sudden bursts of P-90 fire.
John spun on his heel and ploughed out of the command tent. He ran down the rows of tents to the origin of the sound: the stargate.

It finally came into view and as the “woosh” blew out like a geyser.
In the faction of a second he saw two men standing in front of the gate brushed aside with the strength of a figures right and left arms and rippled the event horizon as he (or it) passed through.

The pool dissipated and the symbols turned off just as he got to the foot of the base.
He glanced around to the injured soldiers flailing on the ground.

He glanced at a sergeant standing by the DHD. “What happened?!” the colonel gasped.
The sergeant was wide eyed and swallowed before answering. “Sir, I saw him tear out one of the prefab labs several tents down and hurled himself towards the gate. The sentries at the gate reacted and fired, but it didn’t  make a difference and he pushed them aside as the gate went switched on, on its own.

“Is that so?” the colonel frowned

The medics were on the scene glanced at several cameras on top several tent corners around the compound.
“Let’s review what everyone saw and, then...” he glanced at fallen men “talk to these men when they’ve properly recovered”

***************

“... and I finally like to say an official welcome to the new members that will be part of the Altantis expedition on its return to the Pegasus galaxy.” Richard Woolsey smiled and turned to the scientists waiting behind the command consoles and let out the words that he had been aching to say for the past few months: “Doctor Zalanka, Doctor Donahue, Begin the prefight sequence” He turned to the crowd gathered at the foot of the staircase in front of Atlantis’ stargate “Everyone else take your stations and prepare for departure”.

He caught sight of Ronan and noted his presence. Ronan hadn’t checked in or given any notice of his return. He was glad that everyone was now accounted for.

He had another matter to urgently attend. The amount of supplies for military, civilian and medical purposes had been a difficult acquisition especially as the city of Atlantis had to leave Pegasus with such haste to defend Earth.


The fledgling coalition council was debating on the princples and the tactical unsoundness of such a decision for the Atlantis expedition to withdraw most of its resources.
As a man of the courtroom, Woolsey had to evaluate the stances that his opponents had when he addressed the assembly.

Politics was just as dirty and unpredictable as any battle.
In orbit around the homeworld, the final calculations for the wormhole drive were entered and the co-ordinates set.

Thanks to the ingenuity and the input from various scientists in the international community, Atlantis would be on its home turf in a matter of hours.
Zalanka turned from his colleagues pouring over consoles and informed Woolsey that they were ready.
Woolsey took a moment to take in the view of space from the windows and raised his bald crown to the green and blue globe.

He raised his right arm with a pointed index finger and announced with a deep commanding voice:
“Engage!”
The stars swirled and passed to a shining oblivion as real space disappeared behind them.


The rooms were spacious enough in the lower areas of Atlantis, but confined to the same surroundings has a numbing effect on any organism’s mind. Even a Wraith.

He felt the transition to normal space and knew that he was in familiar territory.

In spite of his isolation, it brought it comfort to know that once again in space that his kind had traversed so many years.

He was far away from many of his comrades and kin, but opening his mind allowed him to sense their presence in far off places.

Captivity was an old companion. He had used this sense to maintain his sanity in a Genii cell.
He pressed his palms together and felt his mind drift across space.
He gasped with surprise to a presence so close to his. Someone on Atlantis had their mind open to him.
He could tell it was undisciplined in the way of this physic connection.
This could be the best form of link that he had for a long time.
I finally got around to watching Zootopia (Like nothing you've seen be-fur)
I found it a really satisfying movie! 

Gotta admit. I found it a bit slow at the start. Introducing Judy Hopps and her change-fearing parents.
Then Judy gets into the forementioned city of Zootopia. As a planning student I can recognise the implications of Howards Ideal city with a place that is reserved for everyone of different backgrounds with allocated districts linked with public transport.
It gets going and the going gets tough for our heroine.
She really wants to get in a position to make a real difference, I can't blame them for thinking that she can't handle herself out there doing police work.
She certainly makes up for it with her own style and persuasion (Especially when she meets Nick Wilde).

It then takes you through a mystery case that Judy and Nick follow up with suspense, speed and humor. Nick certainly takes the spotlight on this perspective on things.

The drama does take an unexpected turn when we realise (and Judy does too late) that despite her best intentions that she is bias.
The conclusion is fantastic and brilliantly put together. 
I found myself bopping along with the ending song with the other characters.

I consider myself a fan of that movie now and the chemistry of Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde (I think he has the only ordinary surname in the flick)

So maybe there'll be a few Zootopia stories put up soon.:)
4 years later
The bobbing motion that Rodney was experiencing was interesting to begin with, but as time went on, He got irritated at the fact that he couldn’t stop moving. His backside was beginning to get sore from being stuck on the same surface for so long.

“I still don’t see why we couldn’t have taken the puddlejumper!”

Sheppard perked up. “These things have the power of negotiation with these people that you often lack Mckay! The town’s only 5 klicks from the gate so we should be there soon!”

Rodney snorted in reply. The people of M6R- 346 had a close bond with a large bird called Hubbulu or as Rodney came to call them “a Hobble” as riding them made him feel like he would soon be more comfortable on the dashboard of a SUV.

They resembled a relative of the extinct elephant bird with a stooped appearance they stood about 7 feet tall and were native to several planets of the Pegasus Galaxy, or they may have been introduced by people willing to use them as mounts in trading with other worlds.

They were omnivorous, but had a rather sharp beak that Teyla had kept them informed of caution when approaching this animal with fast movements. They had a strong instinct about defending themselves.
Teyla, Lieutenant Colonel  John Sheppard and Doctor Rodney Mackay had been returning to the Pegasus Galaxy over the past few months to maintain their connection with the Federation that was forming. They introduced new members and negotiated with existing ones.

The work had been tedious at some periods. Negotiating with the Genii for different parts of military and resource management with the embryonic council of delegates was a particular one. Drawing up a constitution of sort required the agreement and blessing of many world leaders. Outlying parameters for people to enter the federation and contribute resources had been strenuous as many populations of different sizes desired the unified protection, but some were so small from cullings and attacks from now-extinct genocidal nanite robots.

The Wraith had become more selective of their targets for feeding. Their numbers had been reduced to a point of conservative safety in their attacks. Not to mention that the amount of tension that was happening between the different factions became deadlier by the day.
So in the grand scheme of things bobbing along on the back of an oversized dodo was a frustration that could be taken in stride. They did half the battle for them after all when discussing mineral resource extraction in exchange for protection and an exchange for selection of hardier and more nutritious crops.

All in all, the Wraith were finally the ones fighting up hill and things could not have been better for the humans of the Pegasus galaxy.

Hiding a cloaked city in the midst of San Fransisco bay was no picnic. The city remained cloaked most of the time and after the battle with the Super-Hive ship, was in need of repairs and replacement of aged systems.

The days of the Atlantis expedition seemed to be a long memory for the team-members. Zelanka was head of the science and research team in Mackay’s absence, and he had the strenuous task of informing a truck-load of scientists that were rearing to learn as much as they can about the Ancient city while it would remain on Earth.

With the destruction of the Apollo and the Sun- Tsu during a second battle of the rift, the Daedalus was the only ship capable of efficiently ferrying expedition members to and fro from Pegasus to the Milky Way.

Richard Woolsey was making the final preparations for the clearance to return to Pegasus. From what the Daedulus had reported from its networks with the growing coalition, the wraith had recognised the threat of the unified humans and has started making sharp attacks to fracture those bonds.
With Atlantis floating on a world over 20 billion lightyears away, their hands were tied with what they could fully give the people of Pegasus.

Ronan Dex would have gone with the Daedalus for it’s return to Pegasus galaxy if his new found girlfriend Amelia wasn’t so eager to show the things she loved on her homeworld.
Ronan Dex liked the idea of a holiday. The first two weeks were something that he enjoyed greatly. He meet Amelia’s parents in the Rocky mountains in their hunting lodge. Her father, Jeremy was a hunting fanatic, and was elated to learn that Ronan has skills in tracking and stalking prey. Within a week, the two of them had reached their bag limit for every form of game animal that the mountains could provide. Much to her mother’s, Martha, dismay.

After the third week however, the itching to hunt for something with more strength and tenacity returned and he began to grow impatient with the slow return for the people in the stargate program repairing the city and also giving scientist a tour and preventing them from falling over each other trying to cover port to port of the city that they had a limited time to experience.
Ronans dreams did not help him either, the Wraith continued to haunt him and once or twice he got up panting. Amelia would comfort him and he would relate that the dreams were so vivid and that the Wraith were taunting him to return and fight them.
After a fourth week the exhaustion of trying to convince Ronan to relax was too much for Amelia as well.



Radeak Zalanka, however, was having the time of his life. With Mackay gone he controlled the science department and enjoying the work without ego man breathing down his back.
The return of the Odessey and the Asgard computer core also provided insight into boosting the ships systems as both races co-existed for a time and exchanged information. The Odyssey was being loaded up with supplies on a trip to the Pegasus Galaxy to protect other sectors of the coalition.
With the final repairs nearly competed Atlantis would follow the same route 24 hours after Odysseys departure.

From what Radeak could tell, the supplies and personnel had been loaded and the City-ship would be ready to leave in the evening.
Radek left his office and the workload for five minutes to transport to the main spire and take in the view of the water of the Pacific from the balcony. The sea breeze was gentle as it was in the winter although floating close to the equator in the Doldrums it was hard to tell.
It would be worth getting a good view of planet earth before departing once again. It was hard to believe that after all they accomplished there was still work to be done. It seemed that they had gone through the worst of it, and the majority of his time was researching the extensive Ancient database.

The Odyssey had also sent a delegation to attend a meeting of the council of planets for the Pegasus Galaxy. It was made up of a small armed escort and several representatives selected by the international oversight committee.
The location of the world was decided to be relatively isolated and insignificant to serve as a capital planet to organise the coalition. The meeting place was prefabricated from what appeared to be a meeting place built by the Ancients.

The different delegations had allocated different areas to equally have their place in the forum.
The first order of business to set up a constitution and have it agreed upon.

After that, it was chosen to then proceed with matters of state in the current war with the Wraith.
To the crew of the Odyssey, fighting Wraith was much more productive then trying to discuss the best choice for interplanetary democracy.

Captian Yevgeniy could have been more than interested to discuss ways of governing, but even he knew that they needed to sort this out on their own if they can learn to operate their own affairs outside the fear of Wraith domination.

At the moment the ship was in hyperspace responding to a communication that intel had predicted a possible Wraith attack on a Coalition world with a substantial population.
Stargate Atlantis: Renegrade Alliance - Part 1
Returned with a zeal to continue developing my writing skills.
The SGA team are fixing up in the aftermath of "Enemy at the Gate".

FYI, Amelia is the one who visited Ronan in hospital at the last scene. It will be interesting to see how this relationship goes...
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Unrestrained Loner
My submission.
A single hawk riding the updrafts of a desert wind.
My first go at a sketchbook project:)
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I finally got around to watching Zootopia (Like nothing you've seen be-fur)
I found it a really satisfying movie! 

Gotta admit. I found it a bit slow at the start. Introducing Judy Hopps and her change-fearing parents.
Then Judy gets into the forementioned city of Zootopia. As a planning student I can recognise the implications of Howards Ideal city with a place that is reserved for everyone of different backgrounds with allocated districts linked with public transport.
It gets going and the going gets tough for our heroine.
She really wants to get in a position to make a real difference, I can't blame them for thinking that she can't handle herself out there doing police work.
She certainly makes up for it with her own style and persuasion (Especially when she meets Nick Wilde).

It then takes you through a mystery case that Judy and Nick follow up with suspense, speed and humor. Nick certainly takes the spotlight on this perspective on things.

The drama does take an unexpected turn when we realise (and Judy does too late) that despite her best intentions that she is bias.
The conclusion is fantastic and brilliantly put together. 
I found myself bopping along with the ending song with the other characters.

I consider myself a fan of that movie now and the chemistry of Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde (I think he has the only ordinary surname in the flick)

So maybe there'll be a few Zootopia stories put up soon.:)

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Australia
I'm a bloke living in Far North Queensland of Australia.
Close to the area in which I live there is tropical rainforest and numerous creeks and mountain tracks.
As such I have a strong affinity for nature and for the local wildlife. I also have an interest in history. Generally more of a focus on Australian History. This kind of background led me to studying development planning.
I enjoy a good story and want to take up writing as a creative hobby. As well as explore new ideas and artwork.
Pending lecture breaks I might post something every now and then.
I enjoy sci-fi and have seen most of the classic such as Star Wars and Trek.
A recent interest is fantasy and action! I'm trying to write with these in mind

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