nice. Sorry for the inactivity. I'll post a starter here and get to them. They'll be OOE focused.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙰𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

~ 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜, 𝙳𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝙸𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝚁𝚎𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚊.]

. . . 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙸𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚝; 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 *𝚏𝚊𝚛* 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎.

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝙼𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙰𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗; 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚢.

𝙰𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙾𝚛, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚝 . . "𝚁𝙾𝙱𝙾𝚃𝙸𝚂𝙸𝚉𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽."

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚒 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑

𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝙼𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝. - 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎.

. . . 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚎.

𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙰𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗. 𝙰 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚉𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚝 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚞𝚜."

𝙰 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 "𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎." 𝙸𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 -

𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚘 𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍. 𝙱𝚞𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝙰𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗.

. . . 𝙸𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 -

𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 *𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜* 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎.

𝙽𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛-𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 -

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎. 𝚂𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝, 𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛.

. . . 𝙰𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚏 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜 -

𝚒 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝. 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛.

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𝙰 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗 *𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢* 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 98%. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎.

𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜. 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍; 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎.

before Safi. Awaiting the touch of approval from the mechanic.

❝ One extreme gear, ready for your touch, Safi.ᐟ ❞

Presenting hands, revealing the request in full. An eager smile held tight.

❝ Why don't you give it a try.ᐣ ❞