Bell's Palsy Swallowing

A trip in Burgenland.

Woah, have I experienced what, last week!
mum & I were on Sheltietreffen, Wienerberg & of course there's as many other Shelties! Well maybe that was exciting!
As far as I can remember there were Pia, Danny, Wendy, Laika, Heriette, Qwendolin, Penny, Jumpy, Tinkerbelle & of course the little Paddy, fresh from England. I just hope I've forgotten anyone, among so many Shelties Sheltie is lost even as the Overview and so, I leave my mum's memory long, not more. c, * gg * was certainly very funny! If a round the lake and then went there it was also much to see and smell what's so funny, of course, the same again, if you are a whole troop. c; Do we necessarily soon make again! ^___^ mistress has, of course, made a picture, some of it's then also to talk! 3

On the Sheltietreffen! c:

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Games People Play ~ 10songs_de: Riddick Harry Potter

Title: Games People Play
authors: Ayu & Ihu (IHU: laseraphita ; Ayu: VampireLady )
Fandom: Chronicles of Riddick
characters: Riddick, Kyra
Pairing: ---
table: 9
topic: # 02 - Flip a Coin (The Kelly Family)
Word Count: 1867 (without lyrics)
Rating: M
Warning: Language
Disclaimer: Riddick and his characters is owned by Universal, and what-do-who I do not and will never belong to us. We also collect any credit. The song "Flip a Coin" is from the Kelly Family and is therefore also not us. We hereby make no money!

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Flip a coin flip a coin flip a coin
Yeah, heads I win, tails you loose Flip a coin
Flip a coin flip a coin
Yeah, heads I win, tails you loose

Life is a goddamn game of chance. One never knows what one expects as the next and so sometimes it pisses one but just to. But the more you can enjoy any plan that is evolving just as we would have. If any time you outwitted fate and won the victory. A damn good feeling. It was always amazing how easy it could be underestimated.

The hint of a smile flitted across Riddick's face as he leaned back on the cold wall and the walls Krematorias could affect you. His hand slipped repeatedly on the scaly skin of the creature, which was released to chase to eat. He knew he would not stay long in this prison. No, Jack now that he - or Kyra as she now so used to call - found nothing had kept him here. She could now take care of themselves and in spite of everything He was certain that she would follow him when he left. He could not explain, but the feeling remained. Just like the hot anger that rose more in him if he thought about what it all could have happened to her. What we had done so well with her. Maybe it was his fault that he had not been there, but he had wanted to protect them. He never was a good man and he would never be a come what may. Jack was one of the few things that were important to him and they would have been better off without him, but she had not understood at the time. Actually, he did not know if he would be angry with them or not. She had joined the people on which he had to protect and was finally landed here. She had to go through all that he wished had not. But if he was honest with himself, is also a spark of pride mixed in his anger, after all she had done it.
Now there but yes also the Necros, who had apparently set in the head trying to shed his blood. Not only do they already have a man - were killed, no, he feared that they would not soon cease to chase him - which he regarded as something of a friend. And there was nothing worse than damn annoying types that pursued to the end of the galaxy.

The purring creature on the right patting he noticed a movement from the corner of his eye and a mocking grin settled on his face as he recognized the guy who had bored him on his arrival even with his small-rehearsed speech. Seemed as if the speaker had not seen such a spectacle. When the Furian saw him and gave the red, scaly creature another slap. The facial expression was just beautiful and he was sure that it could hardly be better. At least he had thought that before the sirens announced the end of the season. With an almost sad sound, the creature rose slowly and Riddick growled at friendship, before they turn made the transition to wander down. Fascinated observed he, like the skin to darken discolored and scaly skin to teeth lined up before the character once again jumped growling against the cage. The face of the guy was frozen into a mask frightened when he saw him afterwards. The brown-haired man standing, he did - with a slight amusement in his voice - announced that it was a kinship. And almost, almost the Furian would have laughed out loud.
1-0 for me

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In the distance they could hear the whine of the creatures as they crept through the dark corridors of Krematoria, in search of their prey. A few meters away, she heard another prisoner breathe heavily panting. His excitement was like the blast of an explosion in the air, that thought Kyra, she could hear his heart beat up here.
This damn wimps. Sometimes she wondered really how it had this absolute total failure made it to Krematoria. Justice Center, which was responsible?
But while they are still presented to march in every courthouse the next quadrant, and show the judges even looked like a real criminal, again sounded the siren.
The large seizure was over.
And with a distant howling they heard the creature returned to their cages and the remaining prisoners collective sigh of relief.
joined in a single fluid movement out from the wall and turned left. The course was bathed in a dim twilight, but it was locked up here long enough, so that she could not move, even in the dim light like a cat. What
Riddick drove well at this moment? She was more than certain that he certainly had his fun with these beasts. They had him on a very strange way very similar - not only, as for their whitish shining eyes. Perhaps that was even the reason why she has so far missed them so well. If you could put up with someone like Riddick, then these animals were almost no reason for concern more. But only almost.
If they would only have these prison doctor with menthol cigarettes to bribe, as he had said, she would now this animal eyes, these animal-like aura.
But she had not. So that they would probably have to live, even if they remembered their old buddy Riddick since his arrival on Krematoria always a thing: She would never reach him. No matter how clever, agile and fast it was, and no matter how much they emulated him, it might well appear to be only one original. And that was not.
1-0 for him, she thought bitterly.

What you do, what you do
What's become of you?
What you do, what you do What's become of ...
?

Flip a coin flip a coin flip a coin
Yeah, heads I win, tails you loose Flip a coin
Flip a coin flip a coin
Yeah, heads I win, tails you loose

It reached the point of the Ganges where it led the rest to the right and turned off to the rocky playing fields, which one occupant was kind enough available. Since they are not quite sure what exactly they should do well, they paused a moment and sat down on a rock formation that had been carved by time into the stone walls. It was bad when the boredom as a constant companion, not letting go.
But now that Riddick was here, she would not so sure how long this state yet. Of course, she was fully aware that the occupants would soon get huge ship in front of him and team up against him. And if they then behind it came that there was a connection between him and Kyra ... Some would of you really like to find out at what sick thoughts that disturbed were capable, but on the other hand she had laid out often with them. Occasionally they had saved more luck than brains before they had taken on more than two of them. Lonely men could be very desperate - regardless of whether criminal or not. And that was an experience to which they could give thanks.
She quickly checked the soles of her boots. Well, the mechanism that hid the knife work boots, still.
"Hey, sweetie," say they heard a male voice. And she sounded slimy.
Kyra slowly lifted his eyes and saw four figures, they broke away from the shadows of the corridor and all with a sly smile came toward them.
If you talk of the devil!
These guys were just too transparent, especially when they were again found dead, not as Fresschen for the beasts. However, one could expect from the guards so no longer, than the other male character in this god-damned hole.
With all the rest she stroked a thick strand of hair from her face and looked at the monitor with a critical eye. Against Riddick she might have no chance, but these four sausages were really on closer inspection, no problem. She had not even throw a coin in order to be sure who would win this little argument.
Then let's play!

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Riddick could feel that something was wrong. Maybe that was the reason why he wandered aimlessly through the aisles and was looking for something that confirmed his feelings. It was not difficult to , Imagine that the scene he found him, finally, not particularly liked. One of the guards had a rod placed at Kyra's neck, thereby making sure that they barely move, let alone breathe decently could. The other two - the unconscious, he was one of principle not - had a secure victory smile on the face and apparently already planned what they all could do with her. Well, they should still indulge in their fantasies, they would not come anyway so far.
"I do not like it to be touched" the Furian was announced before he entered the room. The audience saw it all at once surprised. The Under Exposed Idiots in front of him let go of Kyra, talked briefly and quietly turned to him then. Riddick's mouth twitched slightly amused as he thought of what do all he could with them and he took another sip of the tea, which he had bought himself. He had with these three anyway a little score to settle. No one laid hands in his presence at Kyra. Even if they could take care of themselves now. He would always in his own way trying to protect, whether they wanted it or not.
"Oh, and what happens in your little dream world if we do not? Will you kill us with your soup cup? "
That was really not a bad idea. If they have liked to see such a desire would He will meet you.
"tea. I will kill you with my teacup "he replied calmly as he drained the cup and placed it beside her on a stone.
Oh, the facial expressions. Simply wonderful. And this looks hectic, wonderful. What they should learn to speak but was definitely quieter. As if he had not heard that they could kill him while he later stood in the books. So stupid. If they really believed that they could defeat him, then they should try to be happy. It would be their death sentence, but apparently was not aware of them. to break a fast grip on the cup, a quick strike against the stone around the edges and then only a deliberate poke in the heart area and already had one less problem in the world. It was wonderful when things work so smoothly.
indiscriminately picking up something from the ground he saw the two remaining guards to amused. The pair him with a mixture of fear and disbelief and did not seem to know what to do it. A slight smirk spread on the face of Furian.
"Take the wounded and disappears," he growled softly. If they at least had a bit of intelligence, then they knew that it was the best for them. And apparently it was some life in this large, otherwise empty heads, because they took his advice actually at.
checkmate
But as he cast a side glance to Kyra who just took the cup from the body of the dead guard, he knew that the actual game had just begun. And this time he was not sure who would be the winner.

Clonk Rage Schlüssel

~ Moonlight Curse

Title: Moonlight Christmas Curse
authors: Ayu & Ihu
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Remus Lupin , Sirius Black
Pairing: ----
table: X -Mas Special 2007
topic: 24th December - All I Want for Christmas
Word Count: 1051 words
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: All JK Rowling's (as always at this point). In addition, the song perhaps, part Mariah Carey.

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Countries A Hogwarts were gently immersed in white, which sparkled merrily in the setting sun. Many windows of the palace were of warm light comes on and it was a kind of singing in the air, where he mingled with the smell of fresh pine needles and cinnamon sticks. Again and again heard the happy and excited laughter of his classmates.
to itself would have produced the whole thing probably a romantic mood, but Remus could not now enjoy it. Every time he heard her bell-like giggles, it hit him like an unforgivable curse of the heart. He was more concerned as soon as possible to the Shrieking Shack to come before the Moon completely in the sky and he would once again succumb to the curse that clung to him for so long now. The brown-haired boy looking back wistfully, as he slipped through the doorway that led him to his hiding place monthly. This year he would spend Christmas Day alone must in the cold. And at that moment he wanted nothing more than that his friends could be with him.
But he was doomed to lonely and alone in a lie corner of the Shrieking Shack, full of blood lust and pain, rather than with them together and be happy. On days like these, he began to really wonder whether it was ever intended him to be happy.
His lungs began to burn, while his legs carried him running up the dark secret passage along and gave back his steps a strangely hollow echo. So absorbed in his thoughts of fear and loneliness, he barely noticed as he finally to the trap door in the hut which had reached up and slipped it into the old and dilapidated buildings. Like every time he came in here, he felt a second of nausea in the face of so much dust and dirt. The marks his paws from his last visit a month ago, had already faded, but it would now take too much longer before he would draw new in the dust. To ascertain the time, Remus took one of the fogged windows and wiped it off with the torn sleeve of his uniform to see through it. Outside, everything was dark, only a last red stripes lit up the horizon. The lights of the castle and the village twinkled like stars in a white sea.
With a sigh he sat down below the window.
Why now? Why was there no magic with which one could stop the transformation of the moon, at least for a few precious days?
him came James, Peter and Sirius in my mind. Above all, Sirius. He could quite clearly see in front of him, as he strutted through the Great Hall, melted the girls, given its stately appearance and then he settled down for dinner with great behavior was. Unfortunately, Remus would never know what he would say the next morning, when standing up and unwrap their Christmas presents would Gryffindorjungen. The thought brought a wry smile on his lips.

Sadly, he pulled his legs closer to him and laid his head on them. How much he would miss most in his life yet, only because of his curse? This was probably a secret that the time and only after would reveal to.
His thoughts were interrupted abruptly when a searing pain through his body drew and announced the beginning of his conversion. In all the years he had learned that it only got worse the more he struggled against it, so he closed his eyes and tortured it happen.

I do not want a lot for Christmas There is just one thing
I need
(And I) Do not care about the presents Underneath the Christmas tree

I do not need to hang my stocking There upon
the fireplace Santa Claus will not make

me happy With a toy on Christmas day I just want you
for my own More than you could
ever know Make my

wish come true All I want for Christmas is you ...

The hut was dipped in a pale moonlight, he could perceive its environment more accurately. His senses told him that he was not alone in the room and a deep, menacing growl left his throat. Painfully he tried out his rolled-up position and collect accurate the intruder to take a closer look, as a cold nose poke him lightly.
His first impulse was to raise himself to his full height, the teeth bared and claws ready to strike in all human flesh. But his instincts told him that tonight no one would come through his hands to death.
And so he was able to untangle his spindly legs and long werewolf to stand on all fours, when he heard the faint, almost famous howl of the dog. This animal had to be unusually stupid, volunteered to join him in the Shrieking Shack, because usually even the smallest insects avoided his company.
growled Again he waited and that the dog finally got to do with fear and ran away. Because that did all that he had ever seen in this state: they ran away. But who could blame them, he was now a hideous creature.
With a mixture of curiosity and bewilderment, he stared at the pitch-black dog on the right, in spite of all the Threat not moved from the spot. Not a muscle twitched and seemed to reveal his intention to flee. For what or whom was this dog really?
Slowly he pushed himself closer to the dog, his teeth bared white in the darkness seemed too bright. They still did not the dog, but only raised in a gesture of pride his head and sniffed interested. Slowly he put a head on one side and his dark eyes took on a familiar finish. It reminded him of sympathy, regret, familiarity.
He stopped, turned his gaze on the glittering eyes of the dog. He knew those eyes. Although he had never seen before in its present form, but were as a person to him more than familiar. He saw her almost every morning when he pulled aside the curtains of his bed to greet the new school.
A strange warm feeling filled him and his growling now sounded more like a friendly whine. The person from whom he had wanted the most, she could be here standing before him. Sirius had somehow managed. That alone was already the biggest Christmas present for him, what would he ever be able to make. Reassured he settled back down on the floor, curled up slightly and growled happily as the dog slept with him.
He did not know what would happen next, but the morning would not be lonely and be sad.
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