#Ball Mill Machine

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Future Trends in Pharmaceutical Blending Machines

In the dynamic landscape of pharmaceutical manufacturing, blending machines play a pivotal role in ensuring the uniformity and consistency of drug formulations. As technology continues to evolve, so too do the capabilities and features of blending machines like ball mill machines, cube mixers, and double cone blenders. This article explores the future trends shaping these essential tools in pharmaceutical production.

Integration of Advanced Automation and Control Systems

One of the most significant trends in blending machines for pharmaceuticals is the integration of advanced automation and control systems. Traditionally, these machines have relied on manual operation or basic programmable logic controllers (PLCs). However, the future lies in sophisticated automation that enhances precision, repeatability, and real-time monitoring.

Ball mill machines, cube mixers, and double cone blenders are increasingly being equipped with intelligent control systems that can adjust mixing parameters dynamically. This ensures optimal blending efficiency while minimizing human error. Integrated sensors provide valuable data on factors like temperature, humidity, and blend uniformity, allowing for immediate adjustments and proactive maintenance.

Enhanced Hygienic Design and Material Compatibility

In pharmaceutical manufacturing, cleanliness and material compatibility are paramount. Future blending machines are expected to feature enhanced hygienic designs and construction materials that meet stringent regulatory standards. Stainless steel, known for its durability and resistance to corrosion, remains a preferred choice due to its ease of cleaning and sterilization.

Double cone blenders, cube mixers, and ball mill machines are being redesigned with smoother surfaces, fewer crevices, and improved sealing mechanisms to prevent cross-contamination and ensure product integrity. Additionally, advancements in material science are exploring novel alloys and coatings that further enhance durability and ease of maintenance.

Application of Advanced Mixing Technologies

The pharmaceutical industry demands precise control over particle size distribution, homogeneity, and blend uniformity. Future blending machines are anticipated to leverage advanced mixing technologies to meet these stringent requirements.

Ball mill machines are evolving to incorporate finer grinding capabilities, allowing for the production of nanoparticles and optimized particle size distributions essential for drug delivery systems. Cube mixers are integrating novel mixing actions and geometries to improve powder flow and blend uniformity without compromising gentle handling of fragile ingredients.

Double cone blenders, renowned for their gentle blending action and versatility across a wide range of batch sizes, are being enhanced with improved baffling and intensifier bars to promote more efficient mixing. These advancements not only improve productivity but also ensure consistent quality in pharmaceutical formulations.

Sustainability and Energy Efficiency

With a growing emphasis on sustainability across industries, including pharmaceuticals, blending machines are also evolving to be more energy-efficient and environmentally friendly. Manufacturers are exploring innovative ways to reduce energy consumption without compromising on performance.

Ball mill machines, cube mixers, and double cone blenders are incorporating energy-efficient motors, variable speed drives, and optimized mixing algorithms that minimize power consumption during operation. Additionally, advancements in insulation materials and heat recovery systems are reducing overall energy losses and operational costs.

Integration with Industry 4.0 Technologies

The advent of Industry 4.0 is revolutionizing pharmaceutical manufacturing by integrating digital technologies for improved efficiency, flexibility, and quality control. Future blending machines are expected to seamlessly integrate with Industry 4.0 platforms, enabling real-time data exchange, remote monitoring, and predictive maintenance.

Ball mill machines, cube mixers, and double cone blenders equipped with IoT (Internet of Things) capabilities can transmit operational data to centralized systems, facilitating predictive analytics and proactive maintenance scheduling. This not only minimizes downtime but also enhances process reliability and regulatory compliance.

Conclusion

As pharmaceutical manufacturing continues to advance, so too will the capabilities of blending machines like ball mill machines, cube mixers, and double cone blenders. From enhanced automation and control systems to advanced mixing technologies and sustainability measures, the future trends in these essential tools promise to elevate efficiency, quality, and compliance in drug formulation processes. Adopting these advances will be essential for pharmaceutical companies hoping to maintain their competitiveness in a global market that is changing quickly.

In summary, the future of pharmaceutical blending machines is marked by innovation, efficiency, and sustainability, driven by the relentless pursuit of excellence in drug manufacturing.

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Benchtop Ball Mill

Labtron Benchtop Ball Mill is ideal for ultra-fine grinding in small batches, supporting both dry and wet milling. It ensures high efficiency and uniform granularity. Suitable for scientific research and production, it handles materials like stainless steel, zirconia, alumina, PU, carbon steel, and tungsten balls. Easy to operate and maintain.

[magicalstrangercomputer]

Benchtop Ball Mill 

Bench-top ball mill is equipped with rubber covered rollers driven by electric motor to conduct roll type milling of material at 70 to 80 rpm speed. It reduces the noise and vibration during operation.

[labtronorg]

Benchtop Ball Mill

Discover the perfect ball mill machine for your industrial needs at Labtron.org. Our high-quality and efficient ball mill machines are designed to deliver precision performance and reliable results.

[vjinstruments]

Ball mill: A major player in pharmaceutical production

Ball Mill In Pharmaceutics :

The Ball mill operates on the principle of impact and attrition. In this, Impact occurs between fast moving balls and the powder material while the attrition mode comes in action when the hollow cylinder rotates on its longitudinal axis. All is occurs at low speed and the balls roll over each other.

Ball Mill is grinder equipment used in the pharmacy to reduce the particle size of active and excipient materials.

Pharmaceutical Ball Mill is a type of grinder used to grind & blend materials, while manufacturing various dosages forms. The size reduction is done by impact as the balls drop from near the top of the shell. Ball mills are used primarily for single-stage fine grinding, regrinding, and as the second stage in two-stage grinding circuits. According to the need ball mill can be either for wet or dry designs.  

Uses Of Ball Mill -

Ball mill is used for the milling of pigments and insecticides for industrial purposes.

Stainless steel balls are preferred for the production of ophthalmic and parental products.

Ball milling has been shown effective for the production of amorphous materials.

Advantages -

The capacity and fitness can be adjusted by adjusting the diameter of the ball.

It is suitable for both wet dry grinding.

It is Suitable for both batch and continuous operation.

Easy to maintain and manage. 

Disadvantages -

Slow process.

Difficult to clean the machine.

Not suitable for sticky products.

Heavy equipment so very high one time capital investment.

Not suitable for sensitive and flammable substances.

Ball Mill Machine :

Ball mills Machines are commonly used for crushing and grinding materials into an extremely fine form. The ball mill contains a hollow cylindrical shell that rotates about its axis. This cylinder is filled with balls that are made of stainless steel or rubber to the material contained in it.

A ball mill is a type of grinder used in mineral dressing processes, paints, pyrotechnics, ceramics, and selective laser sintering to grind or blend materials. It operates on the idea of impact and attrition: as the balls fall from close to the top of the shell, size reduction is accomplished by impact.

Uses Of Ball Mill Machine -

Ball mill is the key equipment for grinding after the crushing process, which is widely used in the manufacture industries, such as cement, silicate, new building material, refractory material, fertilizer, ferrous metal, nonferrous metal and glass ceramics and can be used for the dry and wet grinding for all kinds of ores and other grind-able materials.

Advantages -

It can be used for continuous operation.

It produces very fine powder.

It is suitable for both wet and dry grinding. 

Disadvantages -

Bulky size.

 Lower Capacity.

Laboratory Ball mill :

Ball mills is an engineering device used to grind metal, rock, & other materials into fine powder. It consists of a horizontal axle, a rating shaft & a vertical sifter screen. The horizontal axle is connected to power sources & holds the body of the mill.

Laboratory Ball Mill is primarily designed for grinding pigments. The material is ground at a specific speed by using a specific quantity of grinding media (steel balls) for a specific period. The equipment is used for making the ground cement samples in the laboratory. Apart from the cement industry, it is also used in the paint, plastic, granite and tile industries. The equipment is provided with a revolution counter for recording the revolutions.

Advantages -

Cost of installation is low.

Cost of power required is low.

Suitable for batch as well as continuous operation.

Disadvantages -

 A ball mill is slow & costly way to produce certain materials.

It is very noisy machine.

Soft, fibrous material cannot be milled by ball mill.

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Planetary Ball Mill Machine 12 L

Labnic Planetary Ball Mill Machine is ideal for achieving high fineness with a 12 L capacity, jar sizes of 500–2000 ml, and rotation speeds of 60–520 r/min. It operates for 1-9999 hours, produces less than 60 dB noise, and ensures reproducible results with energy control and programmable start times.

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Vertical Planetary Ball Mill

Labexpo Vertical Planetary Ball Mill is a versatile and efficient laboratory mill for both wet and dry grinding. With speeds of 60–580 rpm, it features high centrifugal forces for rapid pulverization. Equipped with 50-ml zirconia jars, digital controls, temperature settings, and interlock systems, it ensures safety, precision, and ease of use.

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Bench-top Ball Mill

Labtron Bench-top Ball Mill, equipped with rubber-covered rollers and driven by an electric motor, ensures efficient roll-type milling at 70-80 rpm. It features 2 rollers of Φ 60 mm × 300 mm, low noise and vibration design, and a powder-coated steel plate. unit offers a simple structure, stable performance, and user-friendly operation with easy maintenance.

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Bench-top Ball Mill

Labtron Bench-top Ball Mill features rubber-covered rollers powered by an electric motor, enabling roll-type milling at 70-80 rpm. Its simple structure ensures stable performance, user-friendly operation, and easy maintenance. The single grinding jar performs a circular motion, ideal for efficient milling. Perfect for lab applications requiring reliable and consistent results.

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Wafer Cutting Machine | Ball Mill | Holding Tank

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Our broad product line includes Ball Mill & Holding Tank, Chocolates Holding Tank, Industrial Cooling Tower, Enrobing Machine, Steel Heat Exchanger, Jacketed Kettle, etc.

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Hear me out.

A Ghost In The Gym

(Ghost x Fem!Reader)

It was another day at the gym for you, only, today... There was a man in a rather scary skull mask glaring holes into the mirror across from him as he used the dumbbells...

You paid him no mind, some people wear masks in the gym. Could be allergies or... Something

Your eyes can't seem to focus on anything else around you, because whenever you look in the mirror, you see he's staring at you

It immediately concerns you, and you try to shove your discomfort aside.

You put in your headphones and try to tune the world out and focus on your routine.

You were ten minutes into your slow climb to a trot on the treadmill when you looked up and he was suddenly right there

You almost trip as you hit the stop button on the mill, and look up at him because he's leaning very close all of a sudden. Your voice is very sheepish and concerned.

"Can I.... Can I help you?"

"I didn't mean to startle you. There's two men staring at you, they followed you in here. They're talking about trying to convince you to come home." His rich voice grumbles softly.

You swallow and casually glance around the gym, spotting the men in question, who suddenly acted like they were busy. You were so concerned with the big scary man in the mask you didn't notice the two guys dressed in street clothes. They looked familiar...

"I told them to fuck off." He says, standing up straight. "Hope you don't mind, but I told them that you were my girlfriend, that you were meeting me here."

"Oh... Um.... Thank you."

He tilts his head, his chocolate eyes softening as he notices you're still on-edge; and honestly? Who could blame you in the situation?

He takes a step back. "My name's Simon. If you like, I can spot for you while you work out and keep them off of you."

Your body relaxes a little bit, comforted by the man's respect of your personal space.

"Y... Yeah. Thanks." You babble, awkwardly fiddling with your water bottle as you take a sip. "You're uh... A big guy, ain'tcha?"

"I'm military. Pays to be big." He replies, tilting his head.

"Oh! Oh... Yeah, I can see why." You laugh awkwardly.

Simon's eyes crinkle at the corners; a smile beneath his mask. You're not sure why, but that twinkle in his eyes makes your cheeks heat up.

"So, what's next on your workout routine?"

"Uh... Well, I use the medicine ball and do some curls... some squats."

"Alright then, luv. Let's get to that. Let me know if I get too close or make you uncomfortable."

He was... Surprisingly respectful. Most guys at the gym who got so close to you were creeps who couldn't keep their distances from you.

Ugh, and don't even get started on the mouth-breathing many of them did... Or the shameless staring at your tits.

But this Simon, your... uh, Gymbro Avenger as it were, was rather kind. He kept track of your sets even when your frazzled mind lost track; even while he did his own. But then again, the man probably worked out so often that it was muscle memory for him to do it without needing to count.

You two got to talking while you exercised; he was some sort of high-class soldier, couldn't tell you more because of how "classified" it all was.

He told you about his unit; his friends. His family, basically. The "Old Man" Price, his annoying "battle buddy" (a US military term that someone named Alex told him) "Soap", Gaz, who apparently always had a "kicked puppy" face...

It made you laugh, some of the stuff he told you.

Talking with you... it made him feel... human. Almost normal.

When was the last time he felt like that?

Too long, it felt.

You had gotten comfortable to the point that you hardly noticed when he'd put a hand on you to correct your form.

You ignored your heartrate spikes when he did, of course. You also had to remind yourself to stop ogling his thick arms or how his veins bulged or how intricate his tattoo was...

The two of you explored the gym and did things you didn't normally do. He helped you use the Olympic bench, the rowing machine...

He stood outside the showers (a respectful distance away, mind you) to make sure those guys didn't creep on you on the way out.

You didn't notice when your stalkers gave up and left, seemingly irritated that Simon "was" your "boyfriend" and wasn't going to leave you alone.

You bought him a smoothie as a thank you.

He'd gotten a phone call halfway through and seemed saddened that he couldn't stay with you, but said his Captain called and he had to go.

You almost protest when he hands you some money to pay for the smoothie, but as you look up he was already leaving, his bag over his shoulder as he mounted his motorcycle.

You open the small wad of bills and realized that he left a scribbled note in it. A phone number.

"Call me when you need to go to the gym or don't feel safe, birdie. I'll be your scary dog privileges."

[pricegouge]

cw: fat femme reader. shitty tinder dates. alcohol mentioned but not consumed. that's it. written on my lunch break and unedited so mind the mess

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You're on your second drink when you swear off dating apps altogether. 

Dylan - fine, normal, everyday, run-of-the-mill Dylan - had exposed himself fairly early as too fine and normal, and therefore boring, which wouldn't have been too big a problem if he hadn't also been leaning further and further into the asshole category with each passing minute.

The snide little comment about your weight would be enough to send you packing early under any normal circumstances, except you'd been an idiot who'd let him pick you up so you needed a ride home, and why pay for an Uber when you can be mean right back?

It takes you a moment to arrive at that conclusion, though, stopping mid sip of your water to arch your eyebrows at this pathetic little thing before you with enough force to have him backpedaling. You watch him flounder for a moment, considering your options, not listening at all as he tries to clarify that he's 'into it, though - big girls, that is'.

You roll your eyes away from him, pretend to watch the highlight reel of last night's match from where it plays on the outdated CRT in the corner. It's not even a good place for a date, really, a self-serve popcorn machine in the corner offering pre-fingered snacks and a low liquor shelf behind the bar suggesting you'd best be thirsty for something with no more than three ingredients. You're not exactly the snooty type, but you suddenly realize you should maybe learn to know your worth better because you cannot ever sit across the table from someone who's read The Game ever again. One more time might kill you, funeral expenses legally billable to Neil Strauss and everything. 

Except your new standards will have to be enacted in the morning because you suddenly refuse to spend a fucking dime on this terrible outing.

Dylan still looks slightly panicked when you turn back to him with a shy little affected smile and a demure batting of your eyelashes. You watch in real time as his expression shifts from pure panic at a gamble ventured and lost, to surprised delight when he thinks it's paying off. You let him keep thinking that, draw quiet and reserved the more dinner draws on though jokes on you there, because that just means you have to hear him talk more and it's a struggle to pretend you don't find the damn coasters more interesting than him at this point. 

(They're cardboard and growing waterlogged from condensation, the local brewery's logo becoming easily peelable. It's become your mission to get a clean pull by the end of his long winded ramble, though he's so invested in hearing himself talk that you surpass your goal twice, peeling both the front and back off the coaster and sticking the limp paper to your glass, pressing out air bubbles with your fingers like you're carefully applying proper labeling. He doesn't stop talking until your glass is labeled front and back, real professional.)

When he asks if you're ready to go you perk up like a dog hearing its favorite word. You wanna go for a ride? Hm? You ready to go home, girl? Your nod is bobble-headed, eager. You let him misread it because you're an asshole and because you did say in your profile that you weren't looking for hookups so really it's his own fault if he blue balls himself. 

The ride back is short, easy. You don't know if it's better or worse that he doesn't bother flirting with you here or test your expectations with a cheeky little hand on your thigh. Instead, his grip remains carefully at ten and two and you're grateful he's not touching you, really, but you know what he expects from you in a matter of mere moments, hours, whatever, and it pisses you off that he doesn't even bother warming you up to the idea by grabbing a feel of those 'big thighs' he's 'into.' So you let yourself stew, fuel for the fire, and you fiddle with his heat controls just because you can. 

If he was so dead set on ending this night all hot and wet, you could help him with that at least.

Sweat beads at Dylan's temple when he pulls into the intricate webbing of drives which make up your apartment complex. It's a nice enough place, one you can only afford with the help of one too many roommates. The steep rent is worth it though for nights like tonight, when apprehension begins to pool in your belly as you try to steel yourself for the small confrontation you're about to initiate. Dylan may have been a little weasel but he wasn't exactly contentious so you're not expecting anything too major to come of this, but it's reassuring to see so many people still out and about enjoying the cool fall evening. It's still fairly early, mothers only just heading back from the park with their double wide buggies taking up half the drive. They shoot Dylan ugly looks as he passes, just a hair too fast for their unofficial neighborhood watch. At least you know they'll be on your side if he really starts to act up.

Dylan does not need reminding which specific branches lead to your building, rolling to a stop next to your own car which you try not to look at with any familiarity. You may have already made the mistake of giving him your address, but every morsel of information he might glean about you now feels like a theft, and even what you had for breakfast is suddenly a dark secret you'd like to keep from him for no real reason. 

It's hard looking at Dylan now too, the shyness you'd been playing up before all of a sudden a very real obstacle as your eyes wander your building's facade, as if even you aren't certain which bay window is yours. Your lights are all off, you note with some annoyance, your roommates not home despite the fact they said they would be. 

'Up all night waiting for you,' Carren had winked, her big cheeky smile something you've never had cause to mistrust before. You gotta work on your naivete. 

Your eyes keep moving, resolved not to give away even your apartment number by being too obvious. They catch on the patio next door, however, when you spot your neighbor Kyle sitting on his Adirondack chair, smoking a cigarette as he watches this new car pointedly, doing nothing to hide his curiosity. 

If you had been smart you would've told Dylan to pick you up a few buildings down so he wouldn't even have the proper section, but the relief you feel at seeing your sweet, hot, extremely fit neighbor outside playing guard dog more than makes up for your mistake. So much so that your fingers don't falter when they find the handle, emergency release ready to be disengaged. You turn back to Dylan with a too-sweet smile and thank him for dinner again, already leaning out the door when he stutters something about having a good time.

"Yeah, me too," you call over your shoulder, beelining it for Kyle's patio because you've had enough drinks in that vacant chair across from him to know you're always welcome, especially in a situation like this. Sure enough, Kyle perks up when he sees it's you climbing out of the strange car, and then furrows his brow over your shoulder when you hear Dylan climbing out after you. Some snivelly little creature you've been trying to kill since you turned eighteen holds the reins when you turn back to him despite your better instincts, your need to avoid a scene outweighing everything else in that moment.

Your date's facade is visibly crumbling now, his frustration obvious in the set of his jaw and the sweat at his temples. You wonder if perhaps the thermostat had been a bit much and then immediately decide you don't care when he stammers something about maybe coming in for a glass of something nicer than what the restaurant had to offer. 

Presumptuous. "I don't," you blurt, only continuing when he blinks at you in confusion, "drink anything nice, that is." Across the lawn, you think you hear Kyle snort.

"Uh… coffee?" Dylan asks, just as stubborn as you.

"Gave up caffeine," you lie, trying not to think about the lovely mocha creation Kyle will likely offer you momentarily when you tell him you've got a splitting headache.

To his credit, Dylan doesn't quite pout. "Right. Well. Do this again sometime?"

And you're already on a roll with the lies so you just carry right on with them, chirping out a high, "Sure!" before trying to turn on your heel.

But you're out of niceties when a firm grip on your shoulder keeps you in place, Dylan's scraggly mustache looming into your space as you watch his lips pucker in horror. 

"Oh I'm good, thanks!" you squeak, yanking yourself out of his grip. A laugh bubbles out of you afterward, uncomfortable but still amused by your own reaction. Your satisfaction only grows when Dylan begins to look genuinely pissy. This was exactly what you wanted to avoid but you're past the point of caring.

"Is that it, then?" Dylan huffs, taking a daring step forward. 

You slide back, lock step. "'Fraid so."

"Even after I bought you dinner?"

"And made me feel bad about eating it?" You scoff. "Yeah."

"I drove all the way out from -."

"What's all this?"

You're not sure who jumps more at Kyle's sudden appearance. He hovers by your shoulder, a silent type of fury pulling at his pretty face. You forget sometimes he's military, his general geniality always setting you at ease. It makes this new version of him all the more frightening, a lethal force sitting pretty at your side. 

This is what makes the rent worth it, honestly.

"Kyle, this is Dylan. My date for the night."

Kyle hums, clearly unconcerned with the specifics. "Well, night's over."

You smirk up at where the sun still lingers over the horizon, pale behind its cloudy cover but present all the same. "Indeed."

"Piss off, mate," Dylan tries, his voice sterner than you'd originally given him credit for. 

You raise your brow at him but Kyle doesn't even bother. He turns to you and smiles, eyes crinkling around the corners, much too tight to be natural. "Luvie, will you go get us some drinks? Sliding door's unlocked."

Part of you rankles at the dismissal, but a bigger part of you does indeed want to be done with this horrible man so you nod, wave a sarcastic two finger salute at Dylan and finally make your way back across the lawn, slipping into Kyle's warm and cozy apartment with a sigh of relief. 

For all the friendly patio drinks you've had with him since moving in, you've never actually stepped foot in Kyle's place. You take a moment to admire it, noting the cleanliness and a tidiness which undeniably spoke of a military career. Still, small concessions to his personality dotted the walls and surfaces. A fresh laundry scented candle, a stack of blu-rays, framed pictures of people you've never met all grinning happily. You spot Kyle's same smile reflected back at you from all these different faces, his entire family evidently blessed with that thousand watt grin and you wonder how one camera could sustain all those lumens being beamed at it.

The layout matches yours, simply reflected. You find the kitchen easily, again noting the cleanliness with a nod of approval. Someday he'd retire and settle down, make someone extremely happy. You could only hope you would be long gone by then because the jealousy might truly drive you to desperate measures. Like taking Tinder back up again, for example. The notion draws you to the kitchen window, quest for beverages all but forgotten when you see Kyle leaning over Dylan's shoulder as the latter man flips through his phone. You frown in confusion, drawing closer to the window as Kyle reaches out and starts poking around your date's phone on his own. It's cracked open, crisp fall breeze whistling through. It drowns out the noise of the conversation but you try anyway, ears straining for any word whispered between the two. A moment passes, another. Dylan becomes increasingly agitated while Kyle stays the picture of controlled severity. You don't hear either of them at all until Kyle's eyes dart to the apartment, finding yours instantly. You gulp, feeling as if you've been caught despite not actually doing anything wrong anyway, and suddenly Kyle's veneer breaks like a thunder cloud. He claps Dylan on the shoulder heavily, turning his beaming smile on the smaller man and calling him a good lad.

Dylan mutters something indiscernible and turns back towards his car, resolutely ignoring as Kyle calls out overly friendly farewells. The engine rips to life, a low growl which suggests it's in dire need of an oil change. Still, it bravely fires up and carries Dylan away, Kyle turning back to you with a roll of his eyes which seemed to say 'this fuckin' guy.'

You grin at him, rolling your eyes right back before ducking your head, suddenly bashful under your neighbor's full attention. Drinks forgotten, you meet him at the door and thank him profusely, ignoring the way he tries to wave it off as if it was nothing,

"No, seriously, Kyle, that was very much appreciated. Probably not necessary but appreciated anyway. Please let me know if there's ever a way I can make it up to you."

And now Kyle's smirk is salacious. Great. "Well, you can join me for that drink I requested to start," he laughs, waving you back into his apartment. "Then you can tell me what you were doing on a date with a guy like that."

"Hm," you hum, already given in but thinking of how you can get what you want out of him first. Your scheming has already worked out so well for you tonight, after all. "Sure, but first you gotta tell me what you were doing on his phone."

He doesn't even miss a beat. "No can do. Top secret stuff."

"Oh," you scoff, allowing yourself to be corralled toward the couch. It's surprisingly soft, instantly cocooning you the moment you slump into it. A woven blanket hangs over the back of it which you wonder if Kyle would mind you using, if he'd get a kick out of returning from the kitchen to find you curled up like you owned the place. Probably, he wouldn't because he's much too nice to you always. "Potential terrorist threat was he?"

"He did fit the profile," Kyle calls back from the kitchen. 

You laugh, decide if he's allowed to call your date a terrorist then you're definitely allowed to use his blanket. His fault for leaving the window open on such a cold day. As expected, Kyle seems completely unbothered when he returns moments later, your favorite mocha monstrosity in one hand and his standard plain, sweetened coffee in the other. He holds your drink out of your reach teasingly however until you admit you'd met Dylan on a dating app and he tuts, relenting your drink to you almost as an apology for what you've had to go through.

"Why are you even on those things?" he asks, slurping at his coffee noisily. It's a funny habit of his, one he somehow manages to make endearing. 

Though, looking like that, you imagine he could probably make booger picking endearing.

"Well, Kyle, some of us aren't quite as naturally charming as you."

He smirks, doesn't bother to deny it. Cocky asshole. "Don't sell yourself short, I'm sure plenty of men would love to have their blankets stolen by you." He winks, hand reaching out to pluck at the weave which drapes over your shoulder. His hand lingers there, warm even through the layers, and your laugh dies in your throat, comes out as a strangled scoff.

"Well. Keep it a little warmer in here and your guests wouldn't have to make themselves at home uninvited."

Kyle's smile is softer this time, dangerously handsome. "You're always invited, pet."

And try as you might to be witty, you can't quite come up with a response to that. Kyle doesn't seem to need one, though, slurping at his coffee as he settles in, far too close. The hand which had been at your shoulder settles lower, palm warm where he kneads at your thick thigh experimentally. You'd laugh at the irony if your brain wasn't too busy turning somersaults trying to make sense of what's happening. Surely your neighbor Kyle - sexy, sharp, nice Kyle - isn't coming onto you.

Right?

But then he's leaning forward and placing his mug on the table, his thick fingers guiding your own mug to your mouth for a quick, stunned sip before pulling it away again and placing it next to his own. He's facing you now, full on, his big dark eyes gleaming with mischief. 

"I was making him delete all your contact info. Earlier. And then I made him deactivate his account," Kyle laughs, an infectious thing which gets you giggling too.

"Not willing to subject other girls to him?"

"I don't take chances," Kyle confirms, voice solemn as a vow. "But what about you, pet? What do I gotta do to convince you to delete yours?"

Given you'd already planned on deleting it, you should really just tell him you've already learned your lesson and there's no need to do anything at all. But your scheming has only yielded a fifty percent success rate tonight and you'd rather go for broke than break even so you just smile, wondering if Kyle saw your no-hookups stipulation on your profile before making Dylan unmatch earlier. 

You hope not.

"I don't know, it might take a lot of convincing."

[driftingvoid-155]

Not sure if this would be helpful to anyone else, but I went through and gathered all of Jeff's lines from Into the Pit!

Adding a divider as there's quite a few. Also, I apologize if I missed some. I went through a few different play throughs and this was what I found.

(entrance) night 1, before ball pit

You want another slice of cheese and a refill on the orange soda?

Oswald: Not right now, just checking around.

Well, have fun. Not much to look at other than dust bunnies and cobwebs. I don’t think they bite.

Oswald: The dust bunnies?

No, the wolf spiders.

Oswald: Jeff, those definitely bite.

Oh. Good luck, then.

(in ballpit room) night 1

There he is!

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(entrance) night 1

Have a good night, guys.

Hmm…

Oswald: Wait – Jeff! I think something’s wrong with my dad.

He looks fine to me. The dust probably just got to your head, kid. Go home and relax.

Oswald: W-wait-!

-

(entrance) night 1

You’re here late, kid. Your parents know you’re here?

Oswald: Uh… yeah. Dad burnt dinner so… emergency pizza.

What was he making?

Oswald: … Ramen noodles

As in the microwave kind?

Oswald: Yeah.

Ah, yeah. Been there.

You forget to add water once and the smell haunts you forever.

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(entrance) night 1

Shouldn’t you be at home doing some homework or something, kid?

-

(entrance) night 1

Oswald: Jeff, do you have a key to the basement?

First the ball pit, now the basement. Are you that bored, kid?

Oswald: Um… Yes? I just feel like exploring.

Well, let’s make a deal. Just between you and me, I don’t pay for trash and forgot to dump a bag at the mill earlier.

Go take that trash over there and I’ll give you the key when you get back.

Oh, but take this flashlight. Gets pretty dark out there.

Oswald: Thanks but… the battery’s pretty low.

Dig around the trash if you run out. Probably all sorts of interesting things in there.

Oswald: Ew…

-

(entrance) night 1

Oswald: All done

Thanks, kid. Saved my back.

Here’s the key, as promised.

-

(entrance) night 2

Don’t cause me trouble.

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(dining area, jeff mopping) night 2

Oswald: Hey Jeff! Um, do you have any extra slices of pizza that you could give me?

Sorry kid, you know things have been tough lately. You want something, you gotta buy it.

Oswald: Oh, OK…

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(dining area, jeff mopping) night 2

You’re here late, kid. We don’t sell slices after lunch, so if you want pizza you gotta buy a whole pie.

Oswald: Oh. Um… I’m good for now.

-

(dining area) night 2

Oswald: This should be enough to distract Jeff.  

Enraged customer: AHHHHHH A RAT! IT’S A DIRTY RAT!

New rat in town, huh? You picked the wrong place, pal.  

-

(about Jeff, Oswald in the kitchen) night 2

Oswald: Sorry, Jeff. I’ll try to find a way to pay you back.

Oswald: Jeff makes the pizzas here all by himself. Guess he can’t afford to hire more staff.

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(entrance) night 3

You here to pick up a pizza?

Oswald: No, just hanging out.

Oh. Someone with the name Ima Lousirr called to place an order, but they still haven’t picked up their pizza.

Ima Lousirr. Must be new in town.

Oswald: Jeff, I don’t think that’s a real name.

Ima… Lousirr… *sigh*

Stay in school, kid.

-

Pizza Fan, about Jeff’s, night 3

The pizza used to be a lot better back in the old days.

Though I have to admit, ever since Jeff took over it got a lot cheaper. Quantity over quality I guess!

-

(arcade) night 4

Hey, kid. Been noticing you tinkering around with these old machines. I don’t mind but-

Wait… did you fix all of them?!

Where’d you learn to do all that?

Oswald: My Dad. He’s pretty good with machines. He repaired all of the equipment at the old mill when he worked there. Sometimes he’d sneak me in during the summers so I could watch.

Wow. I don’t really know what to say.

I’ve been letting this place go for quite a while now. Maybe it’s time I fix things up around here, too.

Thanks for your hard work, Oswald. Here, take this.

Don’t worry about the expiration date.

Oswald: Oh, wow! Thanks, Jeff! It’s… 75 cents off…

Least I could do for ya.

Oswald: What a deal.

-

(dining area) night 4

Hey, kid. Shouldn’t you be in school?

Oswald: Uh… not today.

…

OK.

You know where to find me.

-

(security office - Jeff playing solitaire) night 5

Oswald: Watcha doin’ there, Jeff?

What’s it look like, kid? Working.

If you barged in here to ask about the room with the ball pit: No, I’m not opening the door.

Oswald: Huh? What are you talking about?

Had to start locking the door because some hooligans keep sneaking in, and leaving those balls all over the place…

You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would ya?

Oswald: No! I mean, no, I have no idea. I mean, I do need to get into the ball- I mean, I left my jacket in the room with the ball pit the other day. Could you let me in there?

Ha, nice try, kid. You’re wearing the exact same jacket you wore when you went in.

Oswald: No I’m not! This is my… backup jacket. The other one has my, um, wallet. I kinda need it to buy pizza.

Oh, yeah that’s pretty important.

Here, take the key, but don’t go playing around that ball pit again.

Oswald: I promise I’ll stay out of there as soon as I’m done. Never wanna see that thing again, anyway.

That gross, huh?

Oswald: You have no idea.

-

(in dining area) 2 star ending

Huh?

That kid better not have gotten hurt in there.

*walks to ball pit room and pit bonnie, hanging from the ropes, lunges*

-

(3 star ending)

Creature dies in the ball pit ropes. Pizza place is full of customers and Oswald and his family eat pizza at one of the tables as Jeff serves them pizza.

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For decades, scientists have used the y- maze to study rodents' ability to learn and remember complex spatial layouts. It was first used in the 1940s as a cheap and easy method of investigating the mental capacities of rodents. Drugs like amphetamines and scopolamine were tested for their effects on spatial learning and memory in the earliest studies using the y- maze.

The y-maze is widely used as a rat behavioral test. Their ability to remember where things are concerning one another and events in their immediate surroundings is tested using this method.

The y-maze has three arms that are set at 120-degree angles from one another. Each of the three arms of the y-maze—the "start," "goal," and "choice"—represents a different branch of the maze. The rat is dropped off at the beginning of the maze and given a certain amount of time to find its way out. To test the rodent's spatial learning and memory, researchers monitor and analyze its every move. Both the total number of entries and the total time spent in each chamber are recorded. Different objects and motivational rewards are placed in the arms, and the experiment is often repeated multiple times under varying lighting conditions and other manipulations.

It is common to practice using the y- maze test to identify spontaneous alternation in rodents, which is the rodent's tendency to switch between the maze's arms. A high rate of spontaneous alternation is indicative of good spatial working memory because it shows the rodent is aware of and able to switch between the two arms. VJ Instruments come up with instruments like fbd fluid bed dryer, double cone blender & ball mill in pharmaceutics.

Reference memory, the rodent's capacity to recall the precise location of a previously encountered stimulus in the maze, is another metric utilized in the y- maze test. Typically, researchers will put some sort of enticing treat, like food, into one of the arms and then count how many times each participant chooses to enter that arm as a test of this theory.

Researchers have used the y- maze test to examine the effects of aging, Alzheimer's disease, schizophrenia, and depression on rodents' brains and minds. Antidepressants and cognitive enhancers are just two examples of drugs that have been tested for their effects on spatial working memory using this method.

The y-maze has been used for years to investigate many different aspects of spatial learning and memory.

The y- maze has also been used by scientists to learn more about the neural and molecular mechanisms underlying spatial memory formation and how aging, brain damage, and genetic mutations affect spatial cognition. Dopamine and acetylcholine are two examples of neurotransmitters that have been investigated in the context of spatial memory using the Y-maze. The y-maze has also been used to investigate the function of the hippocampus and the entorhinal cortex in spatial memory. The y- the maze is still widely used in cognitive neuroscience and neurobiology studies because of its effectiveness in studying spatial memory and learning in rodents.

To sum up, the y-maze is a popular rodent behavior test that measures spatial working memory, spontaneous alternation, and reference memory. Various neurological and psychiatric disorders, as well as the effects of various medications on spatial working memory, have been investigated with its help.

 Another rodent behavior test using an elevated plus maze (EPM).

Anxiety-like behavior and its modulation by drugs, hormones, and genetic manipulations are commonly studied in rodents using the Elevated Plus Maze (EPM), a common behavioral test. The elevated plus maze is shaped like a plus sign (with two open arms and two closed arms), with a central platform raised above the ground. The open arms are unenclosed, while the closed ones are boxed in on three sides. The rat is put in the middle of the maze and given the freedom to roam wherever it pleases. The rodent's behavior is monitored and analyzed for signs of anxiety by tracking its every twitch. Mice and rats, by nature, prefer enclosed, dimly lit spaces to open ones. To investigate actions similar to anxiety in rodents, scientists use the elevated plus maze.

Anxiety-like behavior in rodents can be studied with the elevated plus maze, which is both straightforward and economical. Numerous studies on the mental and biological underpinnings of anxiety have incorporated its use. Anxiolytic drugs, which help people feel less anxious, have also been evaluated using this method.

 VJ Instruments offers a selection of pelletizing machine & ball mill in pharmaceutics

In the pharmaceutical industry, materials that are typically powdered or granulated are pelletized using a pelletizing machine. Drug delivery methods other than tablets and capsules, such as oral, nasal, and pulmonary, can also make use of these pellets.

Single-screw extruders, twin-screw extruders, and rotary drum pelletizers are all examples of pelletizing machine types. There are benefits and drawbacks to each type, and selecting a machine comes down to the task at hand and the material being worked with. Spheronizers, holt melt excluders, die roll extruders, and screw extruders are just some of the ball mill machine are also available from VJ Instruments.

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Planetary Ball Mill Machine 8000 ml

Labnic Planetary Ball Mill Machine, with an 8000 ml capacity and jar capacities of 500–2000 ml, delivers rapid grinding down to the nano range. Operating at 60–560 r/min and a run time of 1–9999 hours, it offers energy and speed control for reproducible results, ideal for long-term trials.