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Short Sword

  • Dated: circa 1530 — 1540
  • Culture: South German or Swiss
  • Medium: steel, leather
  • Measurements: overall length,78.6 cm; grup length, 8.2 cm; blade length, 65.3 cm, quillons width, 18.6 cm; weight, 1.5 kg

The form of the guards of this sword is typically South German of the second quarter of the 16th century, but the pommel is as distinctively Venetian while its blade bears the mark of Basle. It seems that such marks stamped upon blades do not refer to its place of origin of the blade, but of the hilt in which it is mounted. Therefore it seems to be reasonable to assume that this sword is, basically, Swiss, though it has the appearance of a hybrid.

A particularly fine sword with a similar guard is in Rome, in the Odescalchi Collection, Mu. no. 185. This is illustrated in Nolfo di Carpegna’s catalogue of its collection, and in Boccia and Coelho’s ‘Nemi Bianche Italiane’, no. 381. A sword with an almost identical pommel and similar guards was sold by the Galerie Helbing in Madrid in 1908, from which sale some of the Medieval swords in the Fitzwilliam Collection came.

The pommel has the form of a crown of three fleusons, the middle on a long truncated cone accommodating the top of the long, which is switched over without a button. The sword features a half-basket guard of four elements of flat triangular section. The knuckle-guard is turned over at the top, the loop-guard covering the back of the hand, springing from the top of the knuckle-guard and meeting the midpoint of a forward ring-guard. Between these two guards is an S-shaped counter-guard. 

The sword has a straight quillons of the same flat triangular section as the guards. The quillons widens toward the tips, which are cut off straight and finished with small spherical knobs. The back-guard is made of one bar, springing from the root of the outside quillon and joining the end of a single short outside branch.

The grip is of oval section, widening toward the pommel, covered in red-brown leather. The broad back-edged blade, with a shallow fuller just inside the back edge which ends in a short cusp at the point. The back is very slightly curved. The blade bears its stamped mark of the City of Basle.

Source: Copyright © 2014 The Fitzwilliam Museum, University of Cambridge

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Steel double-edged Sword

  • Dated: 16th - 18th century
  • Place of Origin: Zanzibar
  • Measurements: overall lenght 83.8 cm

Featuring a long blade, slightly tapering at the rounded point, the hilt of the sword comes with a dome-shaped pommel and down-turned quillons. The latter is pierced at each junction.

Source: Copyright © 2014 Bonhams

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Dha Sword

  • Dated: early 19th Century
  • Culture: Burmese
  • Measurements: overall length: 72 cm (28-1/4 inches)

The sword has a wooden hilt covered with a silver-metaled plate that is entirely filigree, and a pommel with melon-shaped sides. It features a single edge, curved blade with round back and a wooden sheath covered with silver plate.

Source: Copyright © 2014 Expertissim

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He looked back at Thera “Enough that I’m comfortable with what I managed to accomplish.  The rest I can get to later or tomorrow; none of it’s urgent …although the Ace may be inclined to argue about the urgency of the fish market stop” he finished with a laugh, thinking about his monster cat and his constant hunger for fish.

"How about you?  How’s your day going?"

"Ace?" Thera paused in scooping chocolate from the top of her cup, tilting her head. "That’s your pet - ?" Most likely, given the ‘fish market’ follow up, but the word ‘Ace’ had come to have several meanings lately.

"It’s a day. I managed to finish all the work I had pending, then got out before any more came along!"

Mike laughed aloud at the ‘pet’ query “Ace is a monster house cat, who allows me to bask in the glory of his furry presence.  He’s 24 lbs, and - as near as I can tell - a Maine Coon.  We sort of adopted each other, and now spend most of our time fighting over the blankets and who gets which half of the bed.  For the record, he believes that his half is the middle.  He is not to be mistaken for Agent A.C.E. …I’m pretty sure my Ace would be a bit offended to be mistaken for a cyber-dog!”

The chuckle over her ‘escape’ was more muted, but still appreciative “I understand that.  Bouncing back and forth from here to the carrier is a bit crazy; I try to get done early if possible when I’m groundside.  It’s nice to get out and walk, even if it is in smogville.  Besides, there’s always Central Park.”

Filed under pantheraj coffee and a chat oh boy wait 'till you meet Ace he's a moose-kitty ...and not fat just BIG

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Bodyguard | Mike and Sarah


Mike nodded and headed back downstairs. He needed to sweep the baby’s room, but he’d wait until after the little guy had finished his nap. While he waited, he made some adjustments to the outside security cameras, optimizing them for night time and directing the system to…

Mike gave her a small, slightly feral grin “The outside cameras are also set for night vision.  Anybody comes inside the property line, I’ll know and be able to check it out quickly.  I’ve already used the dog’s activities to give the software parameters to ignore him …I’ve got a friend who wrote this software, it’s really useful stuff.”

He looked from Sarah to the infant “Hello little guy.  We’re gonna keep you safely with momma.  You’ll find that life is better that way, trust me.”

He looked back at her “With this, there are no surprises.  We’ll know what’s happening with enough time to respond to it.”

Filed under thewildersofnewhaven bodyguard Unc'a Mike will keep the little guy safe I promise

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strikelikeahawk asked:




Claire’s eyes widened slightly as she caught sight of the man at her doorstep.  He was soaked to the skin.  The wind was howling and whipping around outside, the rain coming down in sheets.  She couldn’t just shut the door on him.  

"You wanna come in and dry off or somethin’?" she asked.  "Looks like you’re gonna catch your death out here."  C’mon in."  

"Thanks.  It’s nice to be able to dry off and warm up.  I had thought that I was using an unoccupied doorway to try and stay out of the weather; sorry about that."  He threw a smile her way "And yeah, I’m pretty sure weather folks make their predictions with a map on a dart board, and a ouija board."

"Oh well, at least weather changes eventually - this should be gone in a day or so, right?  Then we can get back to our regularly scheduled not-typhoon weather." 

"Happens to all of us at one point or another, I think," she said, shrugging.  "I’m a huge baby when I’m cold so I guess I don’t like to see other people out in bad weather.  I kinda just assume that everyone else finds it as unpleasant as I do."  While technically Claire couldn’t freeze to death, nor could the elements affect her as they did others, she still preferred warm climates.  

"I think it’s supposed to be nicer tomorrow.  Still cloudy, but the rain’ll stop and it should warm up.  Who knows if we can take the word of the weatherman on that one."  She grinned.  "I’m not sure my iPhone app is much more accurate, but it says the same thing."

Mike chuckled “Heh.  I grew up in lots of cold places; you get used to it, I guess.  Not that I enjoy it; I just kind of tune it out.  Still, thank you for the warm-up and the dry towel; you are truly a kind soul.”

Training kicked in then, and he got a little thoughtful “It’s a nice neighborhood - which sadly makes your offer less common.  But still, lots of nice people and buildings here.  Looks like a good place to live.  Not the kind of neighborhood where you get a lot fo new faces I’d bet.”

Filed under indestructigirl this was a starter now it's a story Mike's digging for information will Claire catch him at it Oops was that the out loud voice?

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Janet gave a small chuckle. “It’s a whole big universe out there, and we haven’t even seen the first little bit of it.” she replied with a nod, and her eyes flitted quickly to the beefy looking guys who’d seated themselves in the booth…

Mike shrugged “It’s been the usual mix of busy and paperwork.  I had a job overseas for a few weeks, and took a little time off to help an old friend with some problems.  I finally finished the work on the apartment, though - it’s nice to have a home not ‘under construction’; I’d almost forgotten the joy of life without equipment everywhere.”

He paused to sip his coffee “How have things been with you?  Still working with the Avengers, or are you flying solo these days?”

Filed under avengers-accessorize this was a starter now its a story

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Natalia "Natasha" Romanoff: ║A Lady and A Hawk║[Closed RP with Strikelikeahawk]






Bloody hell!  Had he forgot to ask, after he asked her father?

Sir Michael’s face went pale and he stammered out “My lady, I …I apologize.  I thought I had asked you, after your father gave me permission to court you with the intent of marriage.  I am a fool, forgive me.”

He dropped to his knee before her, then reached gently for her hand and took it in his “Lady Natasha, I have never known a woman who fascinated me as you do - you are quiet and unassuming, yet intelligence hangs on your words.  You run a household, and have skills that few men can boast - yet never speak of your talents.  I would be honoured if you would consent to be my betrothed.  On my honour, I shall wed you as soon as propriety allows.”

He knelt, staring into her emerald eyes, waiting her reply.

Natasha shrugged and looked at him, tilting her head as he paled. “Sir Michael?” She started before he spoke. Listening to him, she blushed a bit and then when he dropped to his knee, she blinked and looked him over. “You asked to court me,” She said softly. “And that was all.”

She bit her cheek and smiled at him, tilting her head slightly in the opposite direction. She leaned forward and touched his cheek, looking into his eyes. “My Lord… I will marry you. For I have not found anyone more worthy or my time or anyone who would more encourage me to be myself. I see much of my father’s personality in you and I would enjoy your company more than most.”

"My Lady …Natasha, you have, with those words, made me the most joyful of fools!  Now, before I have any more opportunity to tread on my own tongue, let us dine together" he said as he rose to his feet, still a blush in his cheeks.  He gave her one of his warm smiles "I believe we have just greatly increased our responsibilities, as we must now take on the task of informing your father - and the king - of our intentions."

Turning serious for a moment, he spoke again “Has there been more news from my lands?  Do we know how they fare?”

Natasha blushed and looked at him. “I am glad that I can make you happy with what I have answered,” She admitted, looking down at the floor. “Because you have made me happy by asking. Father will have already informed the king if you have talked with him about my hand. He will know and we will most likely be able to show our new status to the royals with a formal declaration at the ball to be held.”

She grabbed a piece of bread and looked at him when he sat down. Shaking her head as to answer his question, she frowned. “I Have heard but little. The consensus though is that they are holding strong. And the soldiers are falling steadily.”

Michael smiled a bit coldly at that last bit “My people all compete at regular archery contests.  The winner is given a boon - permission to hunt a stag in the forests; they’re quite good with their bows now.  Still, it will please me more when we can put a permanent end to this.”

He paused to take a bite of the roast chicken and a sip of water, and his smile was softer now “It will please me even more when I am able to ride to my home and return with my mothers’ ring.  It was her wish that it be given to my wife, when I found one.  I will be a moment of joy when I place it upon your finger.”

Filed under lokislittlespider A Lady and A Hawk AU sorry this took so long it's been a hell of a few weeks

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B.P.R.D Final!!!

Here you go peeps, a little gift for the weekend. The final version of th B.P.R.D piece I’ve been coloring over Guile Sharp’s lines. (

I’ve uploaded 2 pieces for you to choose which one you like more. Version 1 is a little more gritty whereas version 2 gives more of a sense of the strong light coming from up above…

Which do you prefer?

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If you listen to the end of tangled…. Rapunzel and Eugene didnt get married until several years later 

same with Aladdin and jasmine!

And Belle was trapped in that castle for months with Beast; I’m pretty sure at least a year.

Also Tiana and her prince were together as frogs for an indeterminate length of time before they married. 

Tumblr gets schooled by the Disney fandom

Also let’s not forget Aurora was betrothed (which uhh, was a thing and some places still is).

Cinderella had to be locked in her home away from her prince whilst she knew he was looking for her. 

I love how no one is trying to defend Ariel and Snow.

When Ariel was permanently turned back into a human by her father, we don’t know how much time passed between that day and their wedding.

Snow was under the sleeping curse for at least half a year. Remember the lovely commentary animated films used to do? At the end of the film, it states, “The Prince, who had searched far and wide, heard of the maiden who slept in the glass coffin.” Additionally, it shows changes in season.
And finally we don’t even see a marriage between The Prince and Snow.

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