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letssiweulnetus · 2 years

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Recrudescence des coups d’États en Afrique: Cheikh Tidiane Gadio pointe les limites de la Cedeao

Ces dernières années, l’Afrique est devenue le terreau fertile des coups d’Etats. En l’espace de deux ans, cinq coups d’Etats ont été enregistrés dans la partie Ouest du continent, plus précisément 02 au Mali, 02 au Burkina Faso et 01 en Guinée Conakry. Suffisant pour que Cheikh Tidiane Gadio tire sur la sonnette d’alarme sur la nécessité de mise en place d’une armée africaine. Selon l’ancien…

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#Afrique #Cedeao #Cheikh Tidiane Gadio #coups d’États #limites #Recrudescence

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the-travelling-witch · 9 months

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The series is about Japan in a post world war 3 society where an all female group called ‘Chuuoku’ (The party of words.) takes over the government and demotes all men to second class citizens and passes a law called ‘The H law’ that bans weapons and military forces. Instead of weapons, they give all men weapons called hypnosis microphones. (Leaving out spoilers.) They split Japan up into 6 different divisions, Ikebukuro, Yokohama, Shibuya, Shinjuku, Nagoya, and Osaka. The divisions have a group that ranks above all, Ikebukuro’s Buster bros, Yokohama’s MAD TRIGGER CREW, Shibuya’s Fling Posse, Shinjuku’s Matenro, Nagoya’s Bad Ass Temple, and Osaka’s Dotsuitare Honpo. Each group has three members and their own set of creative lore.

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that sounds absolutely wild, thank you hshs

i don’t even know what to add to this other than that i should really have a look at this

#┊✩彡 divine correspondence ♡#┊✩彡 letter from — yourloc lgh0st♡#excuse me #a coup d’état leading to men being demoted and mics being the replacement for weapons #someone was absolutely tripping while writing this #the lengths feminists will go to /j

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mirrorontheworld · 1 year

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Mediapart a traduit les huit chapitres qui composent le rapport final de la commission d’enquête de la Chambre des représentants sur l’assaut du Capitole du 6 janvier 2021. Publié le 23 décembre, il pointe le rôle central de Donald Trump dans cette attaque menée par ses supporters, dont des milices d’extrême droite paramilitaires. Et montre comment il a préparé le terrain en propageant des rumeurs. Le tout pour essayer de renverser le résultat de la présidentielle et rester au pouvoir. Voici le chapitre 1.

#Donald Trump #coup d’État #États-Unis #élection #2020 #Républicains #démocratie

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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 1 year

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LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

December 19, 2022

Heather Cox Richardson

Today the House Select Committee to Investigate the January 6th Attack on the U.S. Capitol held its final public hearing.

It reviewed the material establishing how former president Donald Trump planned even before the 2020 election to declare he had won even if he actually lost, and how he executed that plan. It then laid out how he maintained he had won even as his own lawyers and campaign advisors repeatedly assured him that the conspiracy theories on which he was relying were false. It showed how he contested Democratic candidate Joe Biden’s victories in court—losing 61 times—and then pressured state governments to “find” the votes he needed to win.

When those attempts to hand him the election all failed, he turned to trying to steal the election through pressuring state officials to create false slates of electors that chose him, rather than Biden, and then pressured the Department of Justice to get states to turn to those electors by alleging—falsely—that the department thought the election was fraudulent (its leaders had said repeatedly, in no uncertain terms, that the election was not fraudulent). When Justice Department leaders refused, he tried to put a loyalist, Jeffrey Clark, at the head of the department to do as he wished. He was stopped only when the department leaders threatened to resign as a group.

That left him with a plan hatched by right-wing lawyer John Eastman. The plan hinged on the outrageous idea that the vice president, in his capacity as the person to oversee the counting of electoral ballots, could decide not to count the legitimate ballots for which Trump loyalists had submitted competing ballots, enabling him single-handedly to throw the election to Trump over the wishes of the American voters.

Eastman himself admitted this plan was illegal.

And yet it was Trump’s last hope to look like he was playing by the rules. When Trump’s vice president, Mike Pence, refused to participate in the scheme, Trump went to his final card—his trump card, if you’ll forgive me—his base.

Exactly two years ago today, on December 19, 2020, when it became clear that his campaign lawyers had lost their legal challenges and the real electors had filed their electoral slates, Trump tweeted to his supporters to urge them to come to Washington, D.C., on January 6, the day those electoral votes would be counted and confirm Biden’s election to the White House. Falsely claiming what he knew to be untrue, that it was statistically impossible for him to have lost the election, he told his supporters: “Big protest in D.C. on January 6th. Be there, will be wild.”

The right-wing militias he had courted since the Charlottesville, Virginia, Unite the Right rally of August 2017 heard the message. Immediately, they interpreted his tweet as an order to come to Washington to keep him in office, with violence if necessary, and they planned accordingly. Trump appears to have seen their potential violence as a final way to force Pence to do as he wished. When the vice president continued to refuse, Trump whipped up the crowd against his vice president and sent them toward the Capitol, where both houses of Congress and the vice president were all, in an exceedingly rare occurrence, together.

For 187 minutes, as his supporters stormed the Capitol, Trump watched the chaos on television and did nothing to stop it, communicating only with those continuing to try to stop the counting of the electoral votes. Only when troops had been mobilized and it was clear the insurrection would not succeed did he tell his people that he loved them and they should go home. They promptly did, underscoring that he could have called them off whenever he wished.

He expressed no concern for those under siege that day, and he did nothing to stop the rioters.

After outlining the former president’s attempt to stay in power against the wishes of the American people, overturning the very foundation of our democracy, the committee members voted to refer Trump to the Department of Justice for criminal prosecution for violating at least four laws:

The first law the committee says Trump broke was that he obstructed an official proceeding. Trump tried corruptly to stop the joint session of Congress counting electoral votes in a bunch of different ways, from gathering false electors, to trying to send a letter to state legislators from the Department of Justice lying that the department thought the election was suspect, to spurring on a mob. Under this charge, the committee also referred lawyer John Eastman “and certain other Trump associates.”

It noted that “multiple Republican Members of Congress, including Representative Scott Perry, likely have material facts regarding President Trump’s plans to overturn the election. For example, many Members of Congress attended a White House meeting on December 21, 2020, in which the plan to have the Vice President affect the outcome of the election was disclosed and discussed. Evidence indicates that certain of those Members unsuccessfully sought Presidential pardons from President Trump after January 6th…revealing their own clear consciousness of guilt.”

The second law Trump broke was conspiring to defraud the United States, in this case by stealing the election. Other conspirators the committee suggests the department should look at include Trump lawyers Kenneth Chesebro and Rudolph Giuliani, and Trump’s chief of staff Mark Meadows.

The third was conspiracy to make a false statement, which the committee said described the false elector scheme. This conspiracy, too, might involve others, including Republican National Committee chair Ronna McDaniel, who agreed to help Trump with the project.

The fourth law the committee says Trump broke was that he “Incited,” “Assisted,” or provided “Aid and Comfort” to an insurrection.

The committee suggested that this list was not exhaustive and that there might be other laws the former president has broken. Those included obstruction of justice, as the committee revealed that some of its witnesses suggested Trump loyalists had attempted to affect their testimony. The referrals create no legal obligation for the Justice Department to act but, along with the evidence the committee has compiled, will make it important for the department to explain why it disagrees that crimes have been committed if it decides not to charge the former president.

The committee also referred four members of the House to the House Ethics Committee for ignoring the committee’s subpoenas: Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy (R-CA), Jim Jordan (R-OH), Scott Perry (R-PA), and Andy Biggs (R-AZ). The incoming Republican House will likely ignore this referral, but that will make it hard for its members to enforce subpoenas themselves.

Along with the hearing, the committee released an introduction to its forthcoming report. At only 104 pages, the report is worth reading: it’s very clear and very fast paced, reading more like a 1940s thriller than a government report. And like an old-time novel, it has in it some eye-popping facts just waiting for more development.

Trump raised “raised roughly one quarter of a billion dollars…between the election and January 6th” by falsely claiming election fraud. The “Trump Campaign, along with the Republican National Committee, sent millions of emails to their supporters, with messaging claiming that the election was ‘rigged,’ that their donations could stop Democrats from ‘trying to steal the election,’ and that Vice President Biden would be an ‘illegitimate president’ if he took office.” That’s a lot of money raised fraudulently, and the RNC was involved. The RNC shows up again when chair McDaniel agrees to help Trump with the fake elector scheme.

The committee establishes that Trump fully intended to go with his supporters to the Capitol. This is a very big deal indeed: the president traditionally cannot go to the chambers of Congress without a formal invitation. Trump confidant Rudy Giuliani told Cassidy Hutchinson, top aide to Mark Meadows, that Trump intended to be with the members of Congress and to “look powerful.” A White House security official said, “[W]e were all in a state of shock…we all knew what that implicated and what that meant, that this was no longer a rally, that this was going to move to something else…. I—I don’t know if you want to use the word “insurrection,” “coup,” whatever.”

The committee generously attributes this plan to be part of Trump’s hope to pressure Pence, but historian of authoritarians Ruth Ben-Ghiat noted that a leader launching a new regime needs to be present at the front of his cheering troops to mark his success.

Fittingly, on December 15, the Coup d’État Project of theCline Center for Advanced Social Research at the University of Illinois, which maintains the world’s largest registry of coups, attempted coups, and coup conspiracies since World War II, reclassified the events of January 6 as an attempted “auto-coup.” According to its director, Scott Althaus, an auto-coup occurs when “the incumbent chief executive uses illegal or extra-legal means to assume extraordinary powers, seize the power of other branches of government, or render powerless other components of the government such as the legislature or judiciary.”

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https://apps.npr.org/documents/document.html?id=23466430-introductory-material-to-the-final-report-of-the-select-comm

Ron Filipkowski 🇺🇦 @RonFilipkowskiTrump’s “be there, it will be wild” tweet from Dec 19.

11:48 AM ∙ Jan 7, 2021236Likes97Retweets

https://www.businessinsider.com/trumps-presence-capitol-riot-key-successful-coup-expert-says-2022-6

https://clinecenter.illinois.edu/coup-detat-project/statement_dec.15.2022

LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

#Letters From An American #Heather Cox Richardson #January 6 2021 #January 6 Commission #Coup d’État Project of theCline Center for Advanced Social Research at the University of Illinois #TFG #Corrupt GOP #Criminal GOP

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woman-child91 · 2 years

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Even more update on my future Charasuke x Menma series.

Part 3

Charasuke has a little reunion with Menma. But, it’s not like when Team 7 had theirs with Sasuke. In my version. Only Charasuke and Menma run into each other. They also run into a random Uchiha who tries to attack Menma and bring him back to the Leaf village.

Unknown Uchiha: You think you can beat me, huh? *activates Sharingan and is about to wield the hand signs for a fireball jutsu*

Charasuke: *grabs his hands tightly and prevents him from wielding the proper signs* Stop it!

Unknown Uchiha: Get your hands off of me, Father Killer!

Charasuke: *freezes in shock*

Menma: *eyes widen*

Unknown Uchiha: You killed your own Father. 2 months ago. Hmph, he was going to launch a Coup d'état on the Leaf village and you thought stopping him would avoid a war between us and the Hidden Leaf village. What a childish idea. The fact is, you’re a murderer.

Charasuke: That’s not true! It’s just… I…

Unknown Uchiha: How lucky for you that no one ever found out. Shisui, Itachi, Mikoto and all the adults lied to protect you.

Menma: But, all the reports said his suicide was a protest against the village.

Unknown Uchiha: A big fat lie. All of it!

Menma: Why?

Charasuke: I didn’t have any choice! If I didn’t the Uchiha clan would’ve-

Unknown Uchiha: That’s how you justify it in retrospect? Well, it explains your death wish!

Charasuke: *gasp*

Unknown Uchiha: You wanna save people’s lives? It’s your own wretched soul you’re trying to save. That’s why you’re always charging into danger. Placing yourself on the edge of death!

Charasuke: *goes into shock and starts hyperventilating*

Unknown Uchiha: You’re no hero! You’re just trying to wipe the blood off your hands.

Charasuke: *starts crying hysterically*

Unknown Uchiha: A little brat begging to die. *Pulls out kunai knife and is about to stab him in his heart*

Menma: *goes into Demon Fox mode. He’s surrounded by red chakra and 6 of the 9 tails are out. But, he’s in control.* YOU!!! NEVER SPEAK AGAIN!!!

Unknown Uchiha: WHAT? NO!!!

Menma: *Appears in front of him and starts clawing at him and punching him until he’s dead. Nothing more but, a disfigured and bloodied corpse laying on top of his own pool of blood*

Charasuke: *stops crying and turns to stare at Menma’s sympathetic look*

Menma: *stares sadly at the shaken Charasuke*

Charasuke: *runs up to Menma and hugs him* I just… I just…

Menma: *wraps his arms soothingly around his back*

#charasuke x menma #sasuke x naruto #charasumen #sasunaru #Okay I think this would just suit Sasuke. Like his own version of how to avoid the Coup d’état.#code geass season 1 episode 16

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dingleberrytimes · 5 days

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Congolese Intelligence Agency Backs Military Coup in United States Over Fears of Socialism Rising in Region

KINSHASA, DR CONGO - Defending their actions as crucial to maintain stability in the region, the Democratic Republic of the Congo has recently come under fire after it was revealed that their intelligences service, the National Intelligence Agency (NIA) backed the military coup that occurred in the United States earlier this week that had democratically elected President Joe Biden and his entire cabinet forcibly removed from office, and former president Donald Trump reinstated as President for Life.

Allegedly, there were Congolese in Washington who personally aided the soldiers who would inevitably oust the president, showing them how to sneak into the White House and giving them directions for the building. Originally, the Congolese government vehemently denied these accusations, claiming that the “rumor” stemmed from a miscommunication, claiming that the so-called spies weren’t actually from the CONGO, but were CONGA dancers who arrived to perform for the soldiers.

But nobody believed this due to the amount of evidence against the Congo, and eventually the NIA did admit to their involvement in the coup, but insisted that their actions were necessary to maintain stability within North America.

“Our actions in the recent government transition in the United States were crucial to defending democracy in the country.” Explained NIA director Inzun Kakiak, maintaining DR Congo’s role as the leader of the free world. “The American people were clearly undermining their democracy by democratically electing a president who has clear socialist ambitions, so we had to do what we had to do in order to protect America’s democracy.”

Whilst many of the United States’s allies such as Canada and the United Kingdom have called for the United Nations to begin an operation in the United States to bring Biden back into power, these pleas have largely gone ignored, with the African Union praising the coup as a “historic moment that was long overdue to liberate the United States from tyranny.”

#satire #satirical #funny #parody #satirical news #political satire #joe biden #biden administration #biden #dr congo #congo #coup #coup d’état #military coup

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hcdahlem · 2 months

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D'or et de jungle

Dans son nouveau roman, Jean-Christophe Rufin nous offre le mode d'emploi du coup d'État moderne. Ce faisant, il souligne la fragilité de nombreux pays, la volonté des Gafam de s'affranchir de pouvoirs qui restreignent leur champ d'action...

En deux mots Une agence privée se propose de mettre la main sur un État afin d’offrir aux maîtres de la tech la souveraineté qui lui manque pour pouvoir échapper aux cadres législatifs trop contraignants. À la tête d’une équipe de choc, elle choisit le sultanat de Brunei. Ma note ★★★★ (j’ai adoré) Ma chronique Le coup d’État clés en main Dans son nouveau roman, Jean-Christophe Rufin nous offre…

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malibuzz · 4 months

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VŒUX DU NOUVEL AN : les partis politiques au Mali, ont-ils fait le deuil du retour à l’ordre constitutionnel en 2024 ?

Montée en puissance des Forces de défense et de Sécurité, réorganisation interne et mobilisation des militants, fin de la transition, nostalgie de la terre natal… Voilà, entre autres ce que notre rédaction a retenu des vœux des différents états-majors politiques au seuil du nouvel an. Mais, peu d’entre eux ont ouvertement abordé la question du retour à l’ordre constitutionnel initialement prévu…

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#2024 #Afrique #an #année #constitutionnel #coup d’état #Deuil #ELECTIONS #fait le deuil #Mali #NOUVEL AN #ORDRE #PARTIS #politiques #public #PUBLIQUE #putschistes #retour #vœux #vote

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iweb-rdc001 · 8 months

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Tentative de coup d’État au Gabon : des militaires annoncent dissoudre les institutions

Après être réélu président à la tête du Gabon, annoncée ce mercredi 30 août au milieu de la nuit, un groupe des militaires a annoncé dans un communiqué lu sur la chaîne de télévision Gabon 24 – abritée au sein de la présidence –, l’annulation des élections et la dissolution de « toutes les institutions du pays, l’assemblée nationale,le sénat et le gouvernement. Les militaires Gabonais dénoncent…

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#Tentative de coup d’État au Gabon : des militaires annoncent dissoudre les institutions

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visenyaism · 1 month

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cersei lannister had about 3-5 business days of peace at the end of a game of thrones where it’s like. plan she singlehandedly concocted to murder her abusive terrible husband THE KING goes off without a hitch literally flawless execution most successful kingslaying in westerosi history. rhaegar outfit at his funeral. anyone who suspects foul play is in the dungeon or on her side. coup d’état equally successful. her bastard son installed as ruling king. ned stark in prison about to swear fealty to the lannisters and get ransomed cutting hostilities off at the pass. one stark kid in custody and littlefinger promised to take care of the second one. annoying brothers-in-law scattered to opposite ends of the kingdom away from her away from each other not a problem. lysa arryn doing fuck all. tyrion in enemy custody and not the walls. father and brother going to war for her. also jon arryn who she never liked is dead as a freebie. and then she never came down from this high but can you blame her

#asoiaf #if there hadn’t been like 4 different people going rogue on her could she have. swung it #all on like. negligible actual political education

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nasirddin · 1 year

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On Human Rights in Algeria

المؤلف: Abdennour Ali Yahia. President, Algerian League for the Defense of Human Rights. عدد الصفحات: 8. اللغة: English. حجم الملف: 108.5 كيلوبايت. الناشر:معهد الهوڤار، جنيف. الموضوع: Algeria is in a multi-dimensional crisis, and in a crisis of the governed toward the governing. Algeria cannot be well governed in a situation of political paralysis, economic recession and social tensions. When the political system in power leads to a centralized monolithic rule that controls everything and is controlled by nobody, is above the law, patronises political life, and forces the people into a straightjacket, then there is no law against it. There is no rule of law, counterbalance or freedom.[..] Thirty-seven years after Algeria’s independence, the people are still waiting for the dawn of human rights. The 11 January 1992 coup d’état is the root cause of the political violence which has bathed in blood and plunged into mourning Algeria for the past seven years. As part of this coup, the army leadership, called ‘the decision-makers’, decided alone the cancellation of the electoral process, the dissolution of the People’s National Assembly [parliament] and the deposition of the president of the republic. The authorities born of this coup are neither constitutional, nor legal, nor legitimate, nor democratic. We live in a political system with no democratic breathing space, which tolerates neither the right to disagreement nor non-conformist thinking.[..]

#Abdennour Ali Yahia #Algerian League for the Defense of Human Rights #Algeria #independence #human rights #coup d’état #democratic #crisis #معهد الهوڤار #hoggar.org #freedom #الجزائر #العسكر #الظالم #المافيا #مافيا العسكر

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kyreniacommentator · 2 years

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Ersin Tatar: Two coup attempts to make Cyprus a Hellenic island

Statement of President Ersin Tatar on the 48th anniversary of the coup d’état by the Greek junta and EOKA terrorist organisation on July 15, 1974; and the 6th anniversary of the coup attempt by the FETO terrorist organisation on July 15, 2016. “The common objective of both coups was to make Cyprus a Hellenic island” (more…)

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#Cyprus July 15 1974 coup d’état #FETO July 15 2016 coup attempt #Make Cyprus a Hellenic island #President Ersin Tatar #TRNC Presidential statement

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“Piper?”

“Here.”

“Damien?”

“Here.”

“Clovis?”

No answer. Nico reaches over and pokes him, hard, and the son of Hypnos startles awake long enough to manage a garbled, “Present!” before nodding off again. At Chiron’s nodded permission, Connor procures an airhorn from what appears to be thin air, grins, and blares it right next to Clovis’ face. He shrieks, flailing off the chair, and would have slammed his face in the ground if Nico hadn’t caught him by the back of the shirt.

“Thanks, man,” he says, yawning.

Nico hauls him back upright, patting him on the shoulder. “No problem. I’m gonna let you fall next time.”

Clovis eyes him warily, shifting at Nico’s too-wide, sharklike grin.

“Noted,” he mutters, sitting straight to try and stay awake. “Jerk.”

Nico pats him on the shoulder again. “There, there.”

Chiron continues with the attendance.

“Butch?”

“Here.”

“Miranda?”

“Yep.”

“And…” Chiron sighs, peering through his reading glasses. “Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one…” He glances down at his clipboard, slowly tapping his pen on the edge of it. “Where is Will?”

A groan ripples through the gathered campers.

“Just start without him!” someone shouts, sinking into their chair.

“He always takes forever!” another person agrees.

“Almost like he’s busy running the infirmary that keeps us all alive,” Lou Ellen says drily, but her one vote of confidence is drowned out by several dozen other voices, all complaining.

Before Chiron has to deal with too much of a coup d’état, the rec room door creaks open, and Will comes strolling in after it, ignoring the heaps of boos and launched ping-pong balls at his tardiness. The beam of sunlight from the one dusty window seems, suddenly, to become a great deal stronger, highlighting the blonde of Will’s hair and strengthening the gleam of his easy grin.

“Perforated artery,” he explains cheerfully, settling down in the one empty chair. “Rogue Ares cabin mine went off. Had to do emergency surgery.”

No sooner are the words out of his mouth does he kick off his flip-flops, curl up in the rickety wooden chair, place his head on the nearest shoulder — Pollux, this time, who rolls his eyes affectionately and shifts to be more comfortable — and immediately starts snoring.

“Well,” says Chiron after a moment. “Let’s begin.”

“Wait,” Clovis complains, “how come he gets to sleep?”

Instead of answering, because there is no delicate way to say because he’s my favourite and I am a giant hypocrite, the centaur moves on. He gracefully avoids the various mutterings and calls for mutiny, instead running through the usual cabin check-ins at the speed of light to delve into the more interesting — and therefore distracting — things, such as Personal Grievances. This portion of monthly head counsellor meetings is Nico’s favourite, because he gets to sit back, be silent, and watch a bunch of teenagers yell at each other for his own personal amusement. On especially great days, he communicates with Connor through a series of complicated hand gestures to coordinate betting pools. Today, he is up seventy-two dollars. (Did he throw the pool by betting against himself and then inventing a fight with Chiara? Yeah. Did he cut her a deal for halfsies beforehand, making this technically fraud on two counts? Yeah. Can anyone prove it? Absolutely not. Suck on that, Stoll. You wanna be beat at your own game any day of the week? Nico’ll beat you at your own game any day of the week.)

As he’s accepting three dollars from a huffy Nysa (obviously the physical altercation count was going to reach six, c’mon, doesn’t she pay attention to these things), a hoof stamping the ground makes Nico jump.

“Boys,” Chiron says tiredly, pinching the bridge of his nose, “that’s quite enough.”

Both campers immediately burst into louder arguments, continuing to flail and smack at each other as their voices get more and more raised and illegible.

“Boys!” Chiron stamps his hoof again. This time, they fall silent, staring at the old centaur with flushed, guilty faces. “Sherman, get Malcom out of that headlock. Malcolm, we are not building a pig pen in the dining pavilion so the Ares cabin can ‘eat in an environment more suited to their mannerisms’.” He pauses, nodding in acknowledgement. “As funny as that was, it was entirely inappropriate to say. Apologise at once.”

“My throat is too bruised to do so,” Malcom grumbles.

“My throat is too bruised to do so,” Sherman repeats, mockingly. “Gods, it’s like you’re asking for me to jump you.” At the immediate catcalls and jeers that follow, he reddens, hastily shouting, “Like mug! Jump like mug him, guys, like beat him up! Shut up! Shut up, or I swear I’ll —”

“Sit down, boys,” Chiron says, banging his hoof again. “For Hera’s sake. It’s like you want to embarrass yourselves further.”

Nico snickers with the rest of the counsellors as Sherman and Malcolm return to their seats. In their desperate attempt to separate from each other to assure their status as Heterosexual, Guys, Please, they manage to bump into each other, losing their balance and collapsing on a heap on the floor, more tangled than before. Predictably, this makes the flailing worse, which is unfortunate for them and their misery but a source of great entertainment for everyone else. Among the hooting and hollering and camera flashes, Chiron sighs, putting his head in his hands and muttering something about teenagers and being too old for this shit. Or something.

“If everyone’s quite done,” he says finally, ignoring Connor’s quip about how he could watch a few more minutes, actually, “I would love for this meeting to end. I have to do something that doesn’t involve teenagers for several hours. All of you exhaust me.”

“Except Will,” Sherman says petulantly, scowling at the still-sleeping medic. Pollux, who by close proximity has become endeared to the human disaster (Nico knows the feeling; he’s still convinced Will has weird powers that mess with one’s oxytocin levels by virtue of smiling as there is no way that someone so annoying can be so simultaneously endearing), glares somewhat protectively.

“Sh,” he hisses, at the same time Chiron says, “If the rest of you spent less time trying to kill each other and more time trying to fix the consequences of said attempted murder, I would be more lenient.”

Lou Ellen speaks up. “Also, Will has that whole cute, can’t-stay-mad-at-me thing.”

Various campers nod and mutter in agreement.

(Nico knew he wasn’t the only one.)

Nyssa clears her throat. “If we’re ready to return back to the actual meeting, I have a point of discussion.”

Chiron nods, gesturing for her to continue.

“The vans are breaking down,” she says bluntly. “Again. Because they’re, you know, older than everyone in the room.” She glances at Nico, frowning. “Well, except for him.”

Nico sniffs haughtily. “Youngin’s, these days,” he says, shaking his head disdainfully. “No respect for their elders.”

Chiron raises a bemused eyebrow. “…Indeed. Nyssa?”

“I need parts again. Preferably from that place in Virginia? They don’t ask questions and price fairly. That would be best. Only I need the van to go get the parts, so. You can see the conundrum I’m in.”

“Easy fix with the chariot,” Chiron decides. “Can someone wake Will?”

“Gladly.”

“Without the airhorn, Connor.”

“Aw. I’m not doing it, then.”

“How tragic. Pollux?”

Gently, the son of Dionysus taps Will’s cheek, shaking him until he blinks awake.

“I was totally paying attention and I think we should go with the second option,” he says, yawning.

“Not asking you to settle a debate, but nice try,” Pollux says.

“Well, shit. That one usually works.” He flicks still-tired eyes around the room, smiling when his gaze rests on Nico. Nico rolls his eyes, willing down the heat to his cheeks. Judging by the teasing edge Will’s grin takes, it does not work. “Whattaya need, then?

“The chariot,” Nyssa says. “Vans are breaking down again. I need a part from a shop in Roanoke.”

Will straightens. “Like, now?”

“In the next day or so, yeah.”

“There’s a strawberry delivery on Saturday,” Miranda pipes up. “So sooner rather than later.”

Will nods. “Yeah, that works. Hell, I can probably be back by —” he checks his watch — “late tonight, honestly. Just gimme the part number and —”

“I kind of meant that I could go,” Nyssa interrupts, looking at him strangely. “I know what the part looks like. I just need to borrow the chariot.”

Will presses his clasped hands to his face, inhaling deeply.

“I would absolutely love to lend you the chariot blessed by my father who has gone totally silent,” he begins, in a tone that makes Nico think that he would not, actually, absolutely love to lend out the chariot blessed by his father who has gone totally silent, “only that the last time I lent someone this super important chariot it came back in pieces.”

“I remember.” Nyssa levels him with a look. “I fixed it.”

“Exactly! So you appreciate how much I would like it to not be broken. In fact —”

“Alright,” Chiron interrupts, holding up a hand. “You’ve made your point, Will, the errand is yours. Choose a buddy to lower the chances of you dying and check in before you leave.”

Predictably, this choice is not well-recieved. Because why would things be easy?

“Totally not fair,” Sherman protests, the loudest of all complainers. “Will’s no less likely to break it just because his cabin thinks they own it —”

“Finish that thought and I will curse you in twelve different ways for the next eight months, Sherman.”

The Ares counsellor snaps his mouth shut, sensing the new, hardened edge in Will’s voice. “Noted.”

“He’s got a point, though,” Damien hedges. At Will’s glare — boy, is that chariot a sensitive topic, Nico is noticing — he holds his hands up, shrugging his shoulders. “We draw straws for small errand-quests, Will, you know that. It’s not fair that you just get to call dibs.”

Will takes a long, slow breath, fingers pressed to his temples. When he looks back up, his expression is flatter than the entirety of the Midwest, jaw set and eyebrow raised. He narrows his eyes, contemplating, then clearly comes to a decision, nodding to himself. Everyone watches with bated breath as he climbs up to stand on his chair, folds his hands together, clears his throat, and says, voice carefully controlled, “Who can guess how many surgeries I’ve done in the last week?”

For a long moment it’s so silent that Nico can hear every rustled shirt as people fidget, every aborted cough and uncomfortable swallow. Will’s eyes are piercing, and he takes the time to stare at every individual counsellor until they meet his eyes, squirming, and look immediately away.

Nico’s impressed. Sometimes he forgets how godsdamn rigid Will’s backbone is.

Finally, someone offers a guess.

“One?”

“Try four,” Will corrects, smile more like a bare of teeth. “I have not had a circadian rhythm since I was thirteen years old. I sleep when I can. And yet, somehow, you clumsy fucks manage to near kill yourself at the exact moment my subconscious even considers approaching REM sleep, every single time, and then I get to spend my next several hours piecing your sorry ass back together by hand, since hymns barely work right now. If I have to see another surgical pin I am going to stab it through someone’s eye. Am I making a point?”

No one answers.

“‘Cause I can make it clearer,” Will drawls.

“No need,” Chiron says hastily. “The quest remains yours, so long as there are no further objections.”

Wisely, no one speaks up.

“Perfect. Nyssa, if you’ll stay behind with me to iron out some details, everyone else — dismissed.”

The tense air immediately evaporates as people practically spring out of their seats, sprinting for the door. Nico is among the last to leave, having to stay and stop several fleeing demigods to collect his wares. On his way out, a heavy arm slings over his shoulders, and he’s suddenly enveloped by the intoxicating scent of lavender body wash and pure sunshine.

“Get off me, Solace,” he complains immediately, coming up to wrap his hand around Will’s forearm in the guise of shoving him off. Will is entirely unfazed, holding him tighter.

“But I have a proposal.”

“Take it elsewhere.” He ducks out of Will’s hold and sweeps his legs out from under him, sending him sprawling with an oof. Unfortunately, he doesn’t look any less sunny and smiley from the ground, somehow making it work for him, actually. He settles against the soft grass, sighing, hair fanning out like a golden halo. He pats the spot next to him, eyes fluttering shut as he basks in the late morning sun, and Nico swallows roughly, joining him.

“You wanna come with me to Roanoke?”

“Yes,” Nico says automatically. Will grins, and he flushes. “I mean, I guess if I have to. Loser.”

“Ever so grateful, Neeks.”

“You should be.”

He keeps his voice prim and superior, attempting to uphold his image, and since he is delusional he convinces himself he’s successful. Will, though, is entirely undeterred, lazy smile still on his face and arms stretched above his head, the picture of unbothered. A sliver of skin shows where the hem of his shirt rises and Nico ignores it. He doesn’t even glance at it, or the glint of Will’s belly-button piercing, at all. Nor is he aware of Will’s shorts riding up, or the curve of his calves as he crosses his legs. All of these things go unnoticed. Obviously.

“I have a proposal for you, if you’re done checking me out.”

Nico shoves his flaming face in his knees. “Did you know that in all the corners of the Earth I have been to, I’ve only encountered three things uglier than you?”

Will’s grin only gets wider. His eyes, even, start to get squinty as the force of his smile squishes his cheeks. Entirely unsubtly, because Will is the least subtle person alive, he reaches out and sends a wave of calming energy into Nico’s body, slowing his rapid heart rate.

“…Right.”

“Three things, Solace.”

“Of course, of course.” He removes his hand, graciously allowing Nico the space to breathe and remind his lungs that their job is not voluntary. “I’ll come pick you up in a half hour? Wear a jacket.”

“Don’t tell me what to do.” Nico pauses. “Yes.”

“Stellar.”

“God, you say such nerdy things unironically. How do you have friends?”

“I dunno.” He gets to his feet, brushing the dirt and grass from his shorts. “You tell me.” He leans down and presses a smacking kiss to Nico’s hair. Nico presses his fingers into his eyeballs until they hurt, screaming silently into his palms.

He waits until the smacking sounds of Will’s stupid flip-flops retreat before braving the world outside his little ball of misery, squinting at his retreating form.

“I think I should get a lobotomy,” he says out loud to himself, because, realistically, if his braincells are already spilling out of his ears like loose quarters every time Solace so much as smiles at him then there’s not much to lose, is there? and stomps off to his own cabin.

Out of spite, he chooses the New York Giants jacket he got from Percy, just because he knows Will hates it.

That’ll show him who’s bossing who around.

Totally.

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