An SHTF bag is nice, but a SHTF ring that can hold half a cubic meter of goods is far superior.She adds items that she wished she had available during...her time in the First Realm. Personal hygiene items, extra clothing, a pair of boots, gloves, and more are added. When she ends up back there, she will be better prepared. She even takes the money she has saved up and purchases a used, but good quality, sleeping bag and self inflating pad and places them in the ring, too.Ki Jung is sure that. Inside, I am screaming, and knowing the rule, I fight my body to stay still despite the rage for breath within. I know the consequences for struggling against his torments. I feel him smile, the expression evident through even the tight latex, and he waits another moment. I wonder can he feel the roaring pressure in my head as my brain begins to pass into oblivion. I imagine he is taking the negative energy into himself, feeding in my fear.He opens my airway and the air shrieks into the rubber. She interlinked her fingers, then looked up.“The Spider/Ant group are rampaging through their galaxy conquering planets. Cassius and Felix are receiving a flood of refugees. The refugees call the Spider/Ants the Azloc. We discovered the Destroyers attacked, invaded and then destroyed two Azloc planets.“The Azloc are conquering other advanced species to commandeer their industrial capacity to fight the Destroyers. The refugees say the Azloc are poor communicators. They use a primitive translator. "Hey." After another awkward moment, Satsu remembered her manners and moved aside to un-block the doorway. "Come in. Please." Thanks." Willow stepped inside, and gave the small apartment an admiring once-over as she was led toward the living room. "Nice place." Thanks. It's comfortable enough, I guess. I don't need a lot of space."Willow took the offered seat on the sofa, and her host sat down across from her. "I actually rode on a cable-car to get here," she said with a grin. "I've always.