Shin guard

in fear is not an option. If you are forced to change, because of a threat then you have been coerced, and you now have lost a certain amount of freedom, but then again survival is the objective. The so-called lone wolf attack is the hardest one to guard against, because a person can have intentions that are not disclosed to anyone, and if they are, it is usually to sympathizers that only encourage the behavior and not deter it. In some cases, there is no trail to pick up, so

feral, monstrous guards that pay her a visit with a tray full of slop called prison food every day. She has not spoken one word since May 24, 2014. Sometimes she wishes she could speak, but there is no use talking when no one listens to what you have to say. That’s the problem with this whole situation. No one listened to her when she was suddenly arrested three years ago for a crime she most certainly did not commit, and no one bothered to believe her indignant cries when a guard randomly escorted

He sat beside Alistair on the concrete close to the door. The two had managed to stay together since leaving the bus. With thirteen men sharing an eight-bunk cell, both were resigned to a sleepless night on the cold floor. Most of their fellow inmates were aged somewhere between the late teens to mid-twenties. Anyone over thirty-five counted as old for Storm and Alistair was awfully close to that cutoff point. A chunky man wearing a short-sleeved rugby league jersey, jeans and sneakers sat on the

The Fallen Hero “Wake up, Riku, wake up.” “Who are you?” Riku yawns while he slowly gets up. “Wake up, young hero, it is time for you to stand up to darkness once more. You have been in deep slumber in this shrine for a hundred years. Walk out of the shrine to fulfill your destiny,” said the mysterious voice. After the voice stopped, Riku got out of the sleeping chamber he was in. He walked out of the shrine, and the first thing he saw after a hundred years amazed him. The shrine he came out of

(Y/N) and McCree. The dynamic duo. Friends since their first days in Blackwatch. When you first met McCree, he was a moody new recruit, like yourself. But somehow you two clicked and a fruitful friendship followed. You heard someone mocking McCree’s cowboy aesthetic? The next day you had a vintage aesthetic. That’s how your friendship was. Looking out for each other. You were getting harassed by some older recruits? McCree challenged them to a good old western shoot out. Despite popular belief,

Safety at Work 1974. Machinery guarding must be, 1. All of the machines should be provided with all nessesary guards and with protective devices. 2. Always use fixed guards if possible and fastened it with the bolts and screws. 3. In case of fixed guard is not possible then use an interlocked guard which ensures that machine did not start before the guard is closed and machine stops when the guard is opened while operating the machines. 2.Lighting: Justification: This control measure is mostly required

Glass shards pierced Max's face. It was everywhere; covering her eye lids. She had somehow managed to close her eyes before it was too late. There was still the cold. The warmth only oozed from her forehead, but, then again, she couldn't feel a good bit of her body. She had no idea how much heat she would be feeling otherwise. "Max." She moved her head, avoiding opening her eyes. She felt a hand lift her head up, testing just how far her neck could bend up and backwards. "She's perfect," the

Kidnap Catastrophe Logan O’Brien snuck into the local hospital. It was nothing special, old roof and long hallways that needed a new paint job, but it would help Logan get what he needed. Most of the hospital was full of people sick with the flu, but that was not the reason he was here. He was here to get medicine for his little brother, Newt, who had a deadly disease that caused him to see his worst nightmares. Logan needed the medicine, so every Thursday he would sneak into the hospital

throughout the room, and I anticipated the approach of a guard who placed a firm hand on the girl’s shoulder, just as he had done to the other children. “Silence.” The guard’s voice was low and quiet, yet it had a soothing tone to it. “You are in the presence of the King and he has declared that you have fulfilled your purpose to him and the world. Do not despair.” The girl was choking on her sobs, it seemed. The King, the Scientist, and the Guard all waited patiently for her to calm down before carrying

fucking with me," he seethes under his breath. "A pair of teen agers is all I can pick up after two months of waiting!" He places his fingers to the arch of his nose sighing, "out in the ass end of no wear with half as many men as I should have to guard this pile of ram dung and a requisition budget so small that I only manage to attract