FUCK THE ATF FUCK THE NFA FUCK THE GCA
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FUCK THE ATF FUCK THE NFA FUCK THE GCA
some of the australian cast of great comet and their favourite parts of the show :]
Lara pauses, shortly before my pose for a figure study - 35mm
I need to draw more of these three
After more than an hour on hold, the line finally connected.
"Galactic Central Affairs, how can I help you today?"
Sorus shot up in the pilot's seat, shaking off their bleariness. "Yes, hi, hello, I'm uh, here to collect a bounty on a Marven Wolt?"
The receptionist, a Balaman woman, did her best to smile warmly, although her fangs made that difficult. "All righty! I'll just need to see your license and the bounty information, and we'll get right to it!"
Sorus rolled their eyes at her clearly-forced enthusiasm but forwarded their credentials over the link.
The Balaman looked down at her terminal, frowning. "I'm sorry, sir, but this license isn't valid."
"I'm not a..." Sorus shook their head. "What do you mean it's not valid? I just got it a couple months ago!"
"What you've got here is a Korvian bounty license, but Marven Wolt's bounty was posted by the Dorsun Authority. As I'm sure you're well aware, the Dorsun Authority is only an associate member of the Korvian Federation and, as such, retains its own records for licensing and documentation."
"Associate..." Sorus blinked a few times, head spinning. "Okay. Fine, sure. How do I get a... Dorsun bounty license, or whatever."
"You'll just need to fill out these forms-" Sorus's terminal pinged, signifying the receipt of a half-dozen files. "And send then in, along with five forms of biometric identification. That'll get you processed in six to eight weeks."
"Weeks??? But..." Sorus shifted the camera view behind them, bringing a bound Hilam in a makeshift brig into focus. "I have Wolt with me right here, can't I just hand him over?"
The Balaman shook her head. "I'm sorry, sir, but we can't accept a bounty without a valid license."
"I'm not... What am I supposed to do with him, then?"
"I'm afraid I can't help you with that, sir. Will that be all for today?"
Sorus sighed. "I guess. And stop calling me sir!" They slammed the disconnect button on their armrest and sat back in their chair rubbing their forehead.
They heard Wolt clearing his throat behind them. "Wow, that, uh, sounds like a real hassle. Honestly, the bounty's not even worth it, you should just let me go and find something better to do with your time."
Sorus groaned. "Shut up, Wolt." They pressed the button to mute his cell, then leaned forward to their terminal, opening up the first of the files they'd received. No one had told them that being an interstellar bounty hunter involved so much paperwork.
YO YO YO GCA HERE (gender crisis anon) and the events of this morning gave me the power to tell some of my close friends and they are all amazing and supportive and I still don’t know about my family and others but I am so glad to have fantastic friends and I wanted to say THANK YOU so much for helping me with that and giving me the lil push I needed!!! (You were right..of course!)
GCA!!!!!!!! I’m so so so happy for you!!!!! I’m also so proud of you!!!! I’m so delighted that it went well for you!! I’m honestly just like a lil ball of excitement for you rn!!! Sending all the love and support!!!!!💕💕
Practice sketches about Grand Central Arena characters.
Floating Office Rotterdam (FOR), Rotterdam, The Netherlands,
Headquarters of the Global Center on Adaptation (GCA).
Construction will start this spring, and the all-timber project will be both energy-neutral and self-sufficient. The GCA will be housed in the Rijnhaven in Rotterdam for a period of 5 to 10 years.
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