#Compact Valve

[svarrnim-forgings]

Buy Close Valves | Compact Valve | Svarrnim Forgings

Svarrnim Forgings' Compact Self Close Valves are designed to provide reliable and efficient flow control. With the ability to close valves automatically, these valves ensure safety and prevent leaks.

[n3ongold3n]

(i'm procrastinating) (apropos nothing) Käärijä is sooo sexy. ugh. i can't stop watching his videos.

[idexindia]

Maximising Efficiency through Size Reduction Solutions

In today’s fast-paced world, manufacturing efficiency is essential for businesses to not only retain their market share but to expand as well. Companies in all sectors are always on the lookout for ways to streamline processes, minimise waste, and ultimately increase profits. One area that holds promise for improvement is size reduction solutions. These solutions involve a variety of technologies and tools aimed at breaking materials down into manageable particles. Let’s delve into how size reduction can enhance efficiency in certain areas.

[industrialdampers00]

Industrial dampers manufacturer in Pune

Pune, a bustling hub of industrial activity in India, is home to numerous manufacturing companies, including Parth Valve & Hoses Pvt. Ltd, a leading high-quality Industrial Dampers manufacturer. With a strong commitment to innovation, quality, and customer satisfaction, Parth Valve is the go-to choice for businesses seeking reliable and efficient solutions for their industrial needs

A Legacy of Excellence

Founded with a vision to deliver top-notch industrial solutions, Parth Valve has grown to become a prominent name in the manufacturing sector. Their extensive experience and expertise have earned them a reputation for producing some of the best Industrial Dampers manufacturer in Pune market. The company’s dedication to maintaining high standards is evident in every product they manufacture.

Industrial Dampers

Cutting-Edge Technology and Innovation

Parth Valve is at the forefront of technological innovation and is also the leading Industrial Dampers manufacturer in Pune. They utilize state-of-the-art machinery and employ advanced manufacturing techniques to ensure their products meet the highest quality standards. By continuously investing in research and development, Parth Valve stays ahead of the curve, delivering innovative solutions that cater to the evolving needs of their clients.

Industrial Dampers

Comprehensive Product Range

Parth Valve, the Industrial Dampers manufacturer in Pune, offers a wide range of Industrial Dampers designed to meet diverse industrial requirements. Their product line-up includes:

Butterfly Dampers: Known for their compact design and efficient operation, butterfly dampers are ideal for applications requiring tight shut-off and precise flow control.

Guillotine Dampers: These dampers are perfect for isolating sections of ductwork or equipment, providing a reliable seal even in high-temperature environments.

Louver Dampers: Designed for precise airflow regulation, louver dampers are used in various industrial applications to control ventilation and exhaust systems.

Multi-Louver Dampers: These dampers offer superior control over airflow, making them suitable for complex ventilation systems in industrial settings.

Quality Assurance

Quality is at the core of Parth Valve’s manufacturing process. Each product undergoes rigorous testing and quality checks to ensure it meets the stringent industry standards. The company is ISO certified, which reflects its commitment to delivering products that are not only reliable but also durable and efficient.

Customer-Centric Approach

Parth Valve’s success can be attributed to their customer-centric approach. They work closely with clients to understand their specific needs and provide customized solutions that best fit their requirements. Their dedicated customer support team ensures that clients receive prompt assistance and support throughout their engagement with the company.

Sustainability and Environmental Responsibility

In addition to their focus on quality and innovation, Parth Valve is committed to sustainability and environmental responsibility. They implement eco-friendly manufacturing practices and strive to minimize their environmental footprint. By doing so, they contribute to a greener future while maintaining their competitive edge in the industry.

Conclusion

Parth Valve & Manufacturing Co. is the best choice for Industrial Dampers manufacturer in Pune. Their unwavering commitment to quality, innovation, and customer satisfaction has earned them a stellar reputation. As industries continue to evolve, Parth Valve is well-equipped to meet the challenges of the future, providing top-tier solutions that drive efficiency and reliability in industrial operations.

For more information on Parth Valve’s products and services, visit their website or contact their customer support team. With Parth Valve, you can be assured of the best in Industrial Dampers technology and unparalleled service.

[mychlapci]

Man, just ugh, Rewind and Chromedome getting freaky with Chromedome shoving Rewind in his (datastick?) altmode up his roboussy. The freaks having weird sex with Chromedome using him as a dildo only for prowl to come in to get some, while Rewinds still in there. Maybe even vibrating against prowls spike and chromedomes walls.

hrhh is Chromedome cheating on Prowl with Rewind.... i don't think we've considered that happening ever before. It's hot as hell to me.

Rewind fulfills all of Chromedome's nasty fantasies, he loves having a compact little lover that can fit snugly into his valve... Of course, once Prowl catches them in the act, he can't just pull Rewind out and let him see. It seems like it's time for a surprise threesome :) Rewind is probably drenched in cum after they're done, and utterly addicted to having bad been cucked, fucked, and soaked in transfluid.

[understeerking]

Taking it back to 2003 with this Tenzo R sponsored Civic EG. Tenzo R was a US company that popped up during the early tuner days that specialized in knock-off parts. They made wheels, valve covers, seats, and more. What's funny is that these parts became popular in Japan during the Spocom (sport compact) boom. Oh, the EG is on air suspension, I forgot to mention that.

📚: D-Car 2003

[zvaigzdelasas]

It was in the spirit of Christmas-giving that OCD [“Operation Christmas Drop.”] began over half a century ago. Andersen Air Force Base (Guam) is now the basecamp for a range of U.S. military interservice, community/volunteer-supported, regional allies and partners events that delivers mostly school supplies, clothing, rice, fishing equipment, and toys. OCD is estimated to impact 20,000 people in the Federated States of Micronesia and Palau. For a host of reasons, Operation Christmas Drop has become window-dressing for a romanticized, fossilized view of U.S. assistance and Pacific islanders. This high-profile media event masks nearly a century of U.S. under-development in Micronesia. Against the backdrop of the FSM and Palau being heavily indebted and dependent on U.S. funds and identified as relationships the U.S. has taken for granted, it is possible that the Grinch is propping up this Christmas event. It is the U.S. under-development of the region (OCD notwithstanding) that contributes to the welcoming that Chinese economic investment has received. Although Chinese development debt trap diplomacy in the region has been flagged as a concern by some, in Micronesia, there is a continuum of underdevelopment and dependency overseen by the U.S. It is not unusual for countries to create and tell stories about themselves. Great powers spin self-promoting projections and try to shape how the world works. In this narrative frame, OCD is a “heritage of generosity” to help out “remote islands” and is the “longest-running humanitarian airlift in the world.” The narrative gaps in this story, however, are glaring.[...]

The FSM and Palau are approaching 40 years of a freely associated state (FAS) status, a relationship the U.S. legally regards as “special” and “highly privileged.” The basic parameters of this relationship have been (1) an arguably subsistence level of U.S. financial support for the FAS in exchange for (2) U.S. military access and rights of strategic denial in the FAS. The U.S. has what it seeks in the relationship, but this has not been a balanced equation. Over three decades as part of the “Trust Territory of the Pacific Islands” overseen by the United States under the United Nations yielded little in the way of development. Four decades as “Freely Associated States” has rendered little more in the way of sustainable economic activity.

Stimulating and supporting local economic development in Micronesia does not seem to have ever been a U.S. goal in its special relationship with the region. If it was, it has been a dismal failure. Not surprisingly then, built into the relationship with the U.S. is the “safety valve” of an open border to the U.S. for Micronesians who find little opportunity at home. For FAS citizens, the real benefits of the relationship only seem to gain fruition when they leave their homelands to find work, education, and the benefits of U.S. social welfare programs in the United States.[...]

After two U.S.-led Pacific Island Summit in two years, promises of aid and regional reengagement, and renegotiations of the Compacts of Free Association (COFA), the U.S. has not delivered. At the recent Pacific Island Forum meeting, the head of the U.S. delegation “pledged to work with Congress to provide over $8 billion in new funding and programs for the Pacific.”

Never mind that the U.S. had not delivered the prior year pledges, or that over $7 billion of the new funding was for the COFA economic packages. Yet, even these subsistence COFA economic packages have not yet been approved, leading to the FSM saying they face a “fiscal cliff.” Increasingly agitated parties in Washington are heralding that the loss of COFA funding would present an opportunity for the CCP to expand its economic influence. Even efforts to prioritize new funding for the COFA states in the U.S. National Defense Authorization Act failed in late November[...]

Put simply, the Christmas Drop, as good as it may feel, is not a substitute for a failed U.S. economic policy in the region. Sadly, even the anticipated renewal of the COFA economic packages sometime in 2024 will not change the condition of underdevelopment in Micronesia. There is no realistic plan for regional development. While some in Washington decry expanding Chinese economic influence in Micronesia, few understand that it is U.S. policy that has created the hospitable environment for Chinese effect.

Setting a low bar for yourself—that you clear with fables—works only as long as everyone believes your story and is happy with it.

The U.S. relationship in the Pacific region in general — and the COFA states in particular — have outgrown the Santa narrative. And the region is watching. It is not yet clear that Washington understands this. Most Pacific Island states, of course, will be grateful for any new levels of U.S. funding. That does not make them believers in Santa. It also does not mean that they will shun support from other interested parties.

22 Dec 23

[wheelsgoroundincircles]

413 Max Wedge

On April 13th, or 413, which HOT ROD proclaims as 413 Max Wedge Day. Although the 413ci version of Mopar’s tall-deck big-block saw use in everything from Dodge dump trucks to Plymouth sedans, the real hero of the earlier RB engines was the 413 Max Wedge, Chrysler’s answer to the growing factory support for drag racers and stock car racers in the late-1950s, and onto the early muscle car era. The wedge name came from the wedge-shaped combustion chambers, which moved away from the Hemi’s hemispherical heads. Dodge and Plymouth found that taking a tunnel ram, and bending it over the valve covers gave the 413 tuned-length runners in a more compact form. In 1962, Dodge and Plymouth released the Maximum Performance Wedge, or Max Wedge, for short. Depending on year and configuration, Chrysler claimed that the Max Wedge produced anywhere from 410-425 hp. How well did Mopar’s early factory race engine do? Well… that’s fairly solid history, but we’re here to help.

To celebrate 413 day, we’re throwing you some of our favorite 413ci big-block stories – everything from how to build them, to what they raced in, and who hot rodded them:

[spectralquartzafterdark]

Okay hear me out. Megatron fragging Rosie after that exchange. Wanting to mark her up. Him being a tad insecure because Ratchet hit nerves. Give. Now.

I can do that. Because I agree it probably hit a few nerves. -Rosie It'll be under the cut as usual. Warnings: Mass Displacement, Creampies, Possessive Megatron, Human and Bot Sticky Interfacing. IDW Continuity Technically.

"R-ight there, fuck, ahhh..." she was singing again. Just for him.

His encounter with Ratchet had him overcompensating. He couldn't believe the nerve of that mech. His vents heated the air around them as his digits dug into that spot inside of Rosie. He was greedy, he trusted very few around his human.

"Don't stifle yourself. I want to hear you." he said leaning over her small frame, "No need to be shy."

He wanted to be rougher, so much rougher. He wanted her to be so sore and exhausted she couldn't make it to the med bay. But, he was being as gentle as he could for her in the moment. Enjoying the fact only he could make her feel like this. Only he could make her sing like this. He shifted her legs and pressed even deeper. He watched as her head fell back. His spike would be in her soon enough. He had grabbed some energon earlier just so he could do this. He couldn't be satisfied by just tasting her today. He needed to be inside of her.

"Megatron~" she whined as his digit brushed a sensitive spot few could reach inside of her.

He smirked, "Again." he said wanting the validation it was his name she was moaning. And he was blessed with his request being answered. His other digit idly played with her enlarged clit, some humans were very similar in some aspects and he took advantage of it.

"What do you want?" his engine revved as he vented again, hot air filling the room.

"I to cum... overload... please I-I can't take this much more." she begged almost sobbing from over-stimulation. "Not so f-aaast." He smirked licking her lubricant from his digit. He let her rest for the moment as he focused his form. Compacting down with mass displacement was never easy and it had it's limits. He could only get down to perhaps a bit smaller than Starscream's size, but focused on his Spike and valve to being just large enough so she could take him without worry.

He chuckled moving the hair from her face, "I waited too long for this." he hummed.

He had never taken this sort of action with her. He was always worried about hurting her. But, today he needed to mark her. He needed to make damn sure other mechs knew who her cybertronian partner was.

"Y-you're smaller." she watched as she caught her breath.

"Mass displacement dearspark. You deserve a proper night with me."

He watched as her eye lit up and she nodded. Her enthusiasm helped his nerves, he had never displaced in such a way. So, he was glad it would not be wasted. He gently brought her to his face and kissed her gently. His panel retracted and revealed his pressurized spike. He left bite marks along her shoulders as he began to position her in his servos. And in one careful movement he buried himself inside of her.

"F-fuck. Frag... " she gasped and grabbed onto whatever part of him that she could.

He had done his job well if it was that easy. And he took pride in it. He watched as she arched into the berth below her and moaned. He noted the small bulge in her abdomen and smirked. He bent over her as they found their pace. Only shifting when her legs finally gave up and she begged him for more. He pressed her legs over into a press so he could press himself deeper into her valve. No, pussy that's the term she had used before.

"I waited so long for this. Primus... mine. Mine." he felt his resolve slip. His insecurities falling out of his intake, "My Rosie. Frag."

"Please, harder, I'm so close already, frag please." her voice sang out.

A thought crossed his circuits, but he decided to hold back on that for now. He would approach that subject of sparkbonding later. He focused instead on pounding into her poor pussy and making her feel good. He could feel the sensation building in his bipedal cord and he held it back.

"Overload for me. Show me I'm the only mech who can make you feel this way." his voice dropped low as he growled.

He felt her flutter around his spike and smirked, that was new. He kissed her where he could. His massive frame overshadowed hers as he pulled her hips in more.

"I'll make them question how you're not sparked." he breathed as his vents hissed again, "Come on dearspark."

In the moment he watched her come undone her pussy clamping around his spike. She practically screamed out his name. And in a few more rushed thrusts he overloaded in her. He felt another orgasm hit her as she milked him of all his transfluid. He caught his breath for a moment before immediately checking in on her. His digits caressed her face gently. He watched her blissed out face come back to this reality and smirked.

"Mmmm so good. Full..." she managed to breathe out, "I love you..."

His spark throbbed violently and he leaned in to kiss her face, "I love you too."

He smiled as he felt his insecurities melt. Those words meant more than anything else. He carefully pulled his depressurized spike from her and carefully cleaned the mess they had made. He watched as she fully came to and sit up.

She smiled at him as he returned to his original size and scooped her up in a blanket. He knew she would need a bath and started to walk the direction it was.

"Ratchet give you trouble?" she murmured as she ran her hands over the marks he left.

Megatron chuckled, "It doesn't matter. Not anymore."

[hirocimacruiser]

Article on the Honda Z Kei car. Mid engined AWD with viscous centre diff Kei class RV. Available in turbo and Na versions. Unfortunately only autos. No manual option. I was looking at importing one of these before I bought my RD1 CRV locally.

This is what "underwater goggles" have become

TURBO is back!!! Eccentric light Honda Z midship 4WD appear

100mm in overall length, 80mm in overall width. There is no doubt that these few figures not only improve safety but also bring new possibilities to minicars! (referring to changes to Kei car regs) There is something about the style of the Honda Z, a big name in minicars that has been revived after a long time, that really makes you feel that way.

The Z is different from RVs such as the Wagon R and Move, and from the orthodox style of the Alto and Mira.

The car's style evokes both the outdoors and the city, and the straight accent lines on the sides of the body give it a powerful feel that is not typical of a compact car.

With a total length of 3,395 mm and a total width of 1,475 mm, it is within the new minicar framework. The 1,675 mm tallboy is in the style of the Honda Z. The 175/80R15 tires are large for a kei size, and the way they stand out at the four corners gives the design a charming look.

As the manufacturer calls it a "small super mover," the key point is that even with this small body, it still provides ample room. The Honda Z uses an "underfloor midship" floor, which means the 660cc engine is mounted under the rear seat! This achieves an ideal 50:50 front-to-rear weight distribution ratio.

At the same time, it is also practical, being able to comfortably accommodate four adults.

Furthermore, this is driven by a viscous coupling type 4WD, giving the vehicle high off-road capability despite its small size.

The Honda Z is full of unique ideas that are so Honda-like.

But that's not the only surprise.

Turbo

This time, there are two types of engines available for the Honda Z. A NA unit with SOHC 12 valves that produces 52ps/6.1 kgm and a turbo unit that produces 64ps/9.5 kgm. Hmm? Turbo? Yes, this is the first turbo since the wing turbo used in the Legend.

It has been resurrected!

"The combination of a midship turbo and 4WD is the same as that of the Lamborghini Diablo! When you hear that, you might imagine an incredible ride, but the Honda Z's driving is practical. Of course, the turbo can be transformed into a light and fast car if you want to, but it's not a super sharp machine. Rather, it's a car that everyone can enjoy, offering a pleasant ride as it turns smoothly into corners.

It's a fun setting.

There is no doubt that this car will be the perfect city commuter car, as it runs smoothly around town. The interior is also much more high-quality than previous light cars. Compared to its big brother, the Capa, the quality of the equipment is more than satisfactory for this class.

The rear seats can be flipped up to create a flat floor. It has excellent carrying capacity for large luggage. Even though the engine is under the rear seats, the occupants are extremely comfortable. It can be used as a city commuter.

Whether you use it as a road bike or an off-road vehicle is up to your preference. By installing the wide range of optional parts available, you can create a more unique and fun Honda Z.

Body colors are silver, orange, black, green, blue, white.The only thing that's unfortunate is that the seat color is one color.

Well, you're doing a great job.

A variety of safe and fun unique light vehicles are available.

So, small cars are becoming more and more convenient.

It's getting better!

The Honda Z is really small!

When you see the Honda Z in person, it has an impressive body, but when you take it out on the city, its size really makes you feel the maneuverability that only a light car can offer.

I compared it with another Honda compact car, the Capa, and the difference in size was obvious. The difference in width was particularly large, with the Honda Z being noticeably smaller.

By comparison, the Honda Z size is 38mm shorter in overall length, 70mm shorter in overall width, and 25mm taller.

The minimum turning radius of the Capa is 4.8m, while that of the Honda Z is 4.6m, which is quite small. This is an excellent figure considering that both the Capa and the Honda Z have a wheelbase of 2360mm.

PIC CAPTIONS

The tallboy style makes it stand out with its individuality

The minimum ground clearance is 195mm, making it suitable for full-scale off-road use, and the side air intakes show off the midship.

Large multi-reflector light gives it a charming look

The minimum turning radius is 4.6m, making it easy to handle in urban areas. Rear visibility is also good, making it a good entry-level car.

As it is a brand new minicar, the price is of course a concern, but due to the fierce negotiations between the manufacturers, Honda has not yet officially announced the price as of October 1st. We hope that the information will be made available to many users as soon as possible...

There are two types of engines: naturally aspirated and turbocharged. The engine is revealed when you flip up the rear seats and open the lid under the interior material. The dashboard is simple, but functional and easy to use. Navigation is an optional feature.

The rear seats are thin but can comfortably accommodate two adults. The seats can be flipped up forward to create a completely flat luggage space.

[svarrnim-forgings]

Compact valve manufacturer | Svarrnim Forgings

Svarrnim Forgings are a leading compact valve manufacturer that ensures you and your loved ones are always protected from gas leakages. Svarrnim Group has been a symbol of quality, reliability, and integrity for nearly four decades in the field of manufacturer. The proprietorship venture, Svarrnim Forging, promises to continue the legacy in the valve manufacturing sector. 

[p-paradoxa]

Andor Appreciation Week

Day Two: Favorite Outfits//Colors - The Ferrix Honor Guard

Some descriptive writing for @andorappreciation.

Down the road, the guard gets ready. 

The band dons the de facto colors of Ferrix. Yellows and rusty oranges, symbolizing the metal-infused sand and clay of the earth. That from which the city was built, brick by brick. 

The warm tones stand in contrast to the faceless monochrome watching hawklike over the city. An Imperial shuttle lands.

The brass section begins to tune. Shining keys and bells, valves and slides. The complex pipework unique to Ferrixian instruments. Somewhere, a B-flat emanates from a horn. Trombones follow, then trumpets, the discordant metal adjusting, becoming one. 

Voices come together. The band is only warming up, but they’re early. Mourners step outside their homes and away from their workstations. The people begin chattering, sensing that a pivotal scene soon approaches. The atmosphere is unlike that of any ceremony held in nearly two decades. A tension hangs in the air like stove gas—unseen, but ready to light.

Clarinets and flutes find union with the lower instruments. Drums match the pitch, and a percussive heartbeat finds its rhythm.

Afternoon comes. Players move about, changing places. A ceremonial order arrives to accompany the band. These are the Sons and Daughters, and they wear the deep crimson of blood and iron. The connective tissues of the community. 

One Son of Ferrix picks up the carved stone. He considers the compacted sand and ash that weighs profoundly in his grip. Another son is listening elsewhere, unseen.

Slowly, deliberately, the honor guard finds formation. Decades of history cover an underestimated strength like dust. As the march begins, it is brushed away.

A drum is struck. A match ignites.

[mychlapci]

While he doesn't miss the inhumane living conditions of the pit, one thing Megatron misses about his gladiator days is the post victory spoils. In particular, he misses his prize minibots. It was rare to compete for a minibot of your own, which was only an incentive for mechs to push harder and fight more brutally, making for a great show. Many gladiators would frag their mini bots until they broke, but others like Megatron preferred to use them as toys. Megatron had a small harem of minibots of various sizes he'd shove up his valve to feel them thrash and squirm. He particularly liked the ones who'd try to fight back and bite and scratch his protoform..

He was a changed mech now though. As good as the spoils of victory were, he was never interested in going back to that life. The lost light was more than enough for him now, he enjoyed the peace that came of their victory lap around the cosmos. He liked the comfortable relationship he had with Minimus, it felt good to let himself be pushed around for once in the bedroom.

Minimus eats out Megatron's valve better than anyone. He doesn't just go at Megatron like a desperate horny mess like most bots would in the past, Minimus likes to take his time making Megatron really soak the berth in lubricant fluids. He sucks on Megatron's node, being as small as he is it compares to the feeling of Minimus swallowing his spike. Megatron couldn't say he's never met a minibot as small as Minimus, but he hasn't had one so close for so long. Even Rumble and Frenzy weren't as small as Minimus, and they were built to be compact. From Megatron's interface panels to his pedes, when Minimus laid between Megatron's thick thighs his pedes would just pass his knees. It made Megatron feel even bigger than he was, but he never saw Minimus smaller. He knew exactly how large the bot was, it was part of what made him so wet.

Megatron would press Minimus' face into his valve and grind the minibot into him, desperately needing more. It was a pleasurable torture for Minimus' to drag foreplay on for so long, but Megatron was getting restless from not being able to overload yet. Minimus' glossia doesn't reach far into Megatron's valve, but he knows where to go to please his partner the most. Minimus brushes his calipers with his glossia, making Megatron jolt and buck into him. Minimus' helm pops into Megatron's head with no resistance, the sudden fullness making Megatron overload on the spot.

His overload pushes Minimus back out. Minimus is wide eyed and stares at Megatron with shock, he doesn't have to read Minimus' field to see the confusion on him. Megatron apologizes for getting too overwhelmed, but Minimus interrupts him. Suddenly the bossy little mech seems shy, almost ashamed when he ask Megatron if he's done that before and if he could do it again. Minimus was leaking fluid from his closed panels, Megatron couldn't say no to a bot so needy.

It takes some rearrangement, but Megatron feels more full and well fragged than he has in years. Minimus was buried so deep in his valve only his legs were stuck out of his valve. Megatron held his little thighs in a sturdy grip and fucked himself with the enforcer while Minimus by that point had his whole fist up his own valve. He never imagined he'd love being stuffed up another mech's valve so much, had someone told him even yesterday he'd love the feeling of transfluid smothering him and coating his plating, filling his mouth every time he opened it to cry out in another overload, having his whole body massaged by squeezing calipers, he would send you to the brig and make you attend a seminar on sexual harassment. Being crushed on every side by that perfect warmth wasn't the only thing Minimus was getting off to in the moment. If he listened hard enough, through his own clogged vents and the noises of Megatron's internals, he could hear his partner grunt and whine for more. Minimus wasn't just a toy, he was a good one, a useful one. Megatron needed him in his valve, it made him feel so good to be wanted.

Hrgghh... Megatron accidentally popping Minimus' head into his valve is so hot. He forgot to be careful for a moment, needed just a little more, a bigger stretch.... His fluttering valve swallowed him up so easily, he really just popped inside.

And Minimus has never been this aroused ever in his life. He loved how dark and hot and welcoming Megatron's valve felt, he enjoyed the way the calipers were so powerful they were able to squeeze his plating tight to his protoform, suffocating him in transfluid... And the sounds Megatron was making as he thrust Minimus into his valve were delicious, desperate and frantic as Megatron lost himself in the pleasure of it...

They definitely make this a regular activity.

[a-suspicious-lack-of-bagel]

attempting to make this post before @srijellyfishtempura steals the idea from me:

picture the back row of a wind band. the brass section. most of them are sensible instruments for sensible musicians, right? they've got valves to send you effortlessly (citation needed) to the right notes, and some nice complicated and compact tubing. they're the corvids of the brass world.

and then... you have the trombones. your basic trombone build is one big ass S-bend of pipe. no complicated bends, no valves, and a big old clown-ass tuning slide that they made extra large so you can play all the notes. it has a specific marking for 'fun' - glissando. the trombone is a kea in the sea of corvids that are the valved members of the brass family.

it's silly. it's frivolous. it makes no attempt at Not being a slide whistle on steroids. and there it is, being a fully functioning instrument and Instrumenting well with the rest of em!

[udhhyog2]

Butterfly Valves Explained: Key Types, Sizes, and Applications

Butterfly valves are vital for controlling fluid flow in various systems, thanks to their efficient and space-saving design. This article provides a detailed look at butterfly valves, including the BF valve, and covers sizes ranging from the 3 butterfly valve to the 8 butterfly valve. Understanding these options will help you select the best valve for your needs.

What Are Butterfly Valves?

Butterfly valves are quarter-turn valves that use a rotating disc to regulate fluid flow. The disc is positioned on a shaft, which turns to open or close the valve. When open, the disc aligns with the flow, allowing maximum passage. When closed, the disc blocks the flow. These valves are valued for their compact construction and cost efficiency.

Different Types of Butterfly Valves

1. Standard Butterfly Valves: These are widely used for general applications. They come in several sizes, including the 3 butterfly valve, 4 butterfly valve, 6 butterfly valve, and 8 butterfly valve, to match different pipeline requirements.

2. BF Valves: The BF valve is designed for high-pressure and challenging environments. It offers enhanced durability and performance under demanding conditions, making it a robust choice for specialized applications.

Available Sizes of Butterfly Valves

1. 3 Butterfly Valve: Best suited for small pipelines, the 3 butterfly valve provides precise flow control in constrained spaces.

2. 4 Butterfly Valve: This size offers versatility for medium-sized pipelines, balancing flow capacity with space considerations.

3. 6 Butterfly Valve: Designed for larger systems, the 6 butterfly valve handles higher flow rates efficiently, suitable for extensive industrial applications.

4. 8 Butterfly Valve: The 8 butterfly valve is ideal for large-scale operations requiring high flow capacities, ensuring reliable control in substantial systems.

Selecting the Right Butterfly Valve

When choosing a butterfly valve, consider these factors:

Pipeline Size: Ensure the valve size matches your pipeline dimensions. Whether you need a 3 butterfly valve or an 8 butterfly valve, selecting the correct size is crucial for optimal performance. Visit our Butterfly Valve Category to explore options.

Application Type: For high-pressure applications, the BF valve is recommended. Check out our Zoloto Butterfly Valve Wafer Type and Zoloto Butterfly Valve PN 16 with SS 304 Disc for suitable choices.

Material Compatibility: Choose a valve made from materials compatible with the fluids it will control. Options include cast iron, stainless steel, and plastic.

[sullustangin]

Fluffy February Day 21: Tender

Fandom: SWTOR

Time:  Now, ish (really, any time after Nathema)

Words: 947

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It had finally happened

Nobody thought this day would come.

Typically, if someone was going to come home limping from a mission, it was either Eva Corolastor or Theron Shan.  Then the other would fuss about them for the following week.

Nobody really knew what to do when Lana Beniko came back to Odessen injured.

At 0237, Theron was out to meet the mission shuttle, datapad in hand and lights on his implants flickering all over the place.  “What happened?” he demanded of Andronikos as the pilot exited the ship first.  Rain was starting to pelt Odessen in the early hours of the morning.

“We had to make a run for it through a water processing plant.  Lucky shot hit a major steam valve, got her right in the face.”  Andronikos stalked around to the side of the shuttle to open up the passenger hatches.

Mako was seated next to Lana, the latter’s head bowed and obscured.  Mako still managed to maintain a mist of kolto around the other woman’s head. “First degree burn, all over – I don’t know if it got her eyes.”

The glance behind Theron, to see if Akaavi nearby, was the only sign of Mako’s lingering nervousness when she was around Theron, formerly of SIS.

Theron stepped into the shuttle and crouched down.  “You in there, Lana?”

A rather pathetic ‘mmhmm’ came in reply.  

Theron went ahead and dared to put a hand on her shoulder.  Lana never got hurt (or at least, nothing that a kolto patch and a bourbon wouldn’t fix), so this was like approaching a wounded animal – would it go docile with those it trusted?  Or would it lash out?

Theron always did like risk.   “We’re going to get you to med bay, then we’re going to figure out what happens next. You know, you recruited the best in the galaxy – toppled an Empire.  Fixing you shouldn’t be too hard.”  

A little shudder ran through Lana.  The voice, muffled, came through what Theron knew to be swollen lips.  “I… I’m fairly sure my eyes were open – I think –”

“You need to stop doing that.  That’s medical’s job.”  

Theron cast a look back toward the main base.  No obvious movement from medical yet; Andronikos had landed the shuttle so fast that no question had been sent as to whether the patient was ambulatory.  

“Well, time to repay you for that time you helped drag me off Nathema.  Don’t look down.”  

With ease, Theron picked Lana up, robes and all.  He felt her arm come up around his shoulder and the side of her head lean hard into his shoulder, even as her hood covered her face.  “You don’t do this for just anyone.”

Theron could only think of one other person.  “No, I don’t.”  

~~

“It’s going to be tender for a week, Lana, so please don’t poke at yourself or try to ‘test’ your vision until then.  Leave the wrap in place unless a medial profession adjusts it for you.”  Elara efficiently rattled off the post-treatment care instructions, far too cheerily for 0600.

Lana didn’t have the fight in her to protest.  Peripherally, she was aware that others were near her (the Force was always useful):  Theron hadn’t left her during the whole process; Eva had fallen into step with them somewhere in the hallway between the hangar bay and the medical bay, demanding a sitrep and a status off Theron (which he rattled off perfunctorily); Andronikos was lurking outside with Mako, two members of her team; Koth was trying sweet-talk his way past reception…

“I think keeping you to a contained space would be most beneficial, Lana, so to quarters you go.”  

“Uh, I think I’m gonna pull rank – I got a better idea than her quarters,” Eva said.  “The Thief is a lot more compact than the main base. You got the galley and the medbay right there, there, plus I got a bunch of crew people with idle hands.”

Lana turned her head in Eva’s (presumed) direction.  “You want me to convalesce on your ship?”

“Hallway is a circle so you’ll eventually find what you’re looking for, and Theron and I will be around when we’re off-duty.”  Eva turned her head to speak to Elara; her voice was quieter, “That work?”

~~

Lana walked between Eva and Theron, hearing the catwalk between the military hangar and Virtue’s Thief creak slightly in the blustery weather.  They were walking her home.  To their home.  

They were her dearest friends, after all these years.  

As awful as this was… the uncertainty, even though Elara had given her excellent odds… it felt profoundly comforting to know that if she didn’t come out of this as perfectly as she normally did, Lana had somewhere to go.  

As they grew closer to the ship, Lana’s favorite rock in the river of the Force showed up.  Well, a rock with a now lively layer of moss, Lana supposed; he couldn’t do much in the Force but he was undeniably alive in it now.

She heard the hatch door to the Thief bang open, and smells of breakfast wafted out; Bowdaar had apparently gotten right to work when he heard of Blondie’s disposition.  “Hi, everybody!  We have bacon!”

Guss Tuno, intergalactic Jedi of mystery – or just being mystified.  

“Hey, Guss.  Lana may not eat too much due to the drugs –”

“The bacon is medicinal –”

Lana envisioned Guss attempting to do a handwave at Theron, who was not going to put up with those shenanigans.

“Seriously?”  he asked Eva.

“It worked last time Lana ended up in medbay because of me.”

“Last time?”

“We’re not talking about that,” Lana and Eva said in unison.  Yavin 4 was a secret they’d both take to their graves.  

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A/N:  LANA IS FINE.  I promise no permanent harm comes to her at this time in my fic series. 

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