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[EXPlay] Electrician Simulator | Nintendo Switch
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In the Still of the Night, Epilogue
Zach Wellison x female reader Co-written with @absurdthirst
Grown up and looking to the future, Zach Wellison and bunkmate Shane Morrissey are working for a new cruise line that offers its guests a vintage Vegas experience on the Mediterranean. The romantic atmosphere is rubbing off on many of the crew members, and Zach finds himself to be no exception when he meets the beautiful lead singer of Shane's band.
But being wrapped in the seductive arms of an atmospheric cruise is a far cry from real life. How will their relationship fare on dry land? They can't know unless they try.
Rating: M for Mature but this blog is always 18+ Word Count: 7k Warnings: *Blanket warnings for this story include: Cursing, alcohol, food, cooking, eating, discussion of clothing/costumes. Mentions of prison time served, mentions of past homelessness.* Fluff, sweetness, pregnancy (not reader). Summary: On the tenth anniversary of the opening of your night club, life is still an adventure for you, Zach, and all your chosen family. Notes: What an absolute joy these babies have been to spend time with! Zach doesn't get enough love and it was a delight to spend time with him on this little journey. Thank you to the mighty, faithful few who read along the whole way. We see you and we appreciate you every single week. 🧡
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“Has anybody seen my husband?”
The number of times that sentence has been shouted out in this building is probably too high to count, but surprisingly it isn’t you asking it today.
Zach is back in his kitchen, exactly where you left him two minutes ago to hightail it up to your dressing room. It’s not even Diana, who has taken the night off from the hospital to be here for the party.
It’s River that is calling out in frustration to find the whereabouts of her perpetually-hard-working soulmate, and you just laugh to yourself knowing he’s probably halfway inside an electrical closet or something right now.
“Yeah!” Keo snorts and points down the hallway towards the stairs that leads up to the offices and the apartment that you had built out of the old prop rooms for visiting performers. A lot of guest performers loved not having to incur hotel expenses or crash on couches when they were invited to stay. Plus, it had been used several times when daycare issues had arisen for staff, the family oriented atmosphere extending to bringing kids to work when necessary. “He’s fixing something with a sink?”
“Of course he is.” She throws up her hands and rolls her eyes with a dramatic sigh. “God forbid we hire a plumber. Or electrician. Or a carpenter. Nope it’s two hands and a tool box every time.”
“Isn’t that like- what he does?” Shane asks, grinning when she cuts her eyes over at him dangerously. “I don’t see a lot of cattle ranches in Brooklyn.”
"You never know." You chime in, matching your bandmate's grin. Teasing River is just a tiny bit too easy when it comes to her soulmate. "The hipsters are still everywhere. One of them might have turned their industrial walk up into an urban ranch."
“Don’t say that.” She huffs. “He’ll be there fixing the damn lighting!” Despite her currently attitude, she’s incredibly proud of him.
"Brighter for simulated daylight, or dimmer to be soothing for better tasting beef?" You tease, nearly cackling with laughter.
Her answer is a middle finger up in the air and a grin when you both stick your tongues out at her as she turns towards the stairs. “See if I save you a plate for when you get off stage!” She throws over her shoulder playfully, knowing full well tonight isn’t even the traditional dinner being served.
"Love you, baby!" You call after her, but lean against Shane's side to let your laughter subside until you sigh the rest away. "I tried to warn her before they went out, but did she listen? Nooo, she had to have her cowboy." It's all in good fun, of course. River and Darrel are head over heels for each other and have been since they met. If she occasionally gets exasperated with his chipper can do attitude? It's never that serious.
River had been delighted to get the call from you, a little relieved and very surprised that you had plans for the future that were ones that she could be involved with. You had persuaded her to join you, becoming the front of house management. Taking care of customers and handling reservations with the same chipper attitude that had made her successful during her cruise contracts. Coming to New York had been the best thing for her, and meeting the man who is currently head first under a sink right now is one of the reasons.
"Gimme just one second, darlin'." Darrel drawls when she finds him half under the staff bathroom sink. He recognizes her distinctive stride in the click of her heels on the tile. "Am I in trouble or is there another fire to put out?"
“That’s a loaded question.” She snorts, a smirk on her face. “What did you do that you should be in trouble for?” She asks, crossing her arms over her chest.
A warm, soft chuckle sounds from under the sink, and Darrel folds himself slightly to be able to peek out from underneath to shoot her a grin. "Thought maybe you'd seen your office," he admits.
“What’s wrong with my office?” She demands, even as she feels herself melting at the sight of his grin. Damn him for being so irresistible.
"Nothing at all, darlin'." He promises her, since he wouldn't consider it wrong at all. The small room is filled top-to-bottom with her favourite flower to commemorate the night they met, and that is very right in his book. Ten years ago on this very day he'd come up to New York to be a part of the opening night of this club, and found his soulmate there amongst so many new friends.
“Oh.” She melts slightly at his tone, biting her lip and looking behind him. “Are you almost finished?” She asks. “I need to talk to you.”
"Yeah honey, just give me a few more minutes." He's tinkering, but he's good at tinkering and always has been. "What time is it? Opening time's coming up fast."
“You’ve got about twenty minutes.” She promises, smiling as she imagines his reaction to her news.
“Yes ma’am.” He manages another peaking grin for his wife before he disappears under the sink again. “Should be done here in five or maybe ten minutes. That’ll give me time to change.”
“Okay. I’ll meet you in my office?” Now that he’s said something, she’s gonna worry until she lays eyes on the office space. She had been so excited to talk to him that she hadn’t bothered stopping by it.
"Absolutely, darlin'." He calls back, making sure he's loud enough to be heard as he works. "I'll be as fast as I can."
“I love you.” She smiles as she turns and walks back towards the stairs so she can go to her office. Happy nerves twisting in her stomach.
Halfway back down the hall, you nearly run straight into River as you hustle back through the administrative area of the club. "Did you find him?"
“Tinkering.” She rolled her eyes but there is a soft smile on her lips. “God love him.”
"Not God," you hum, nudging her and smiling in turn. "But you. And it's still so fucking cute."
“Like you and Zach still aren’t over the honeymoon phase.” She huffs, wrapping her arm around your waist. “Two kids later.”
"Ugh I'm trying so hard not to think about them," you admit with a laugh. The two of you start down the hallway at a stroll with your arms around each other and sappy grins on your faces. "I thought I was going to be okay leaving the kids with the babysitter tonight but the longest we've been away from the baby so far is just a dinner date."
“Because you are an amazing mother.” She praises easily. “I can only hope I’m half as good.”
"When it happens, you're going to be amazing." There is not a single doubt in your mind about that. River and Darrel are fantastic pair and have a great relationship with their nieces and nephews. They've been trying to get pregnant for a while now but haven't been lucky, so your fingers are perpetually crossed for them.
Her smile lights up her face and she pulls you in for a quick hug. “Thank you.” She whispers, both for the kind words and for bringing her into the same sphere as her soulmate. Some might find it odd that you had slept with her soulmate, but she had just marveled at how the universe works.
"We're gonna have a hell of a party tonight." At the door of Zach's office, you blow her a kiss and wave as she trots off to head to her own. "Hey handsome." Your own husband has been at work for hours, but it's a relief to see him sitting down for just a few minutes with a glass of cold water before diving right back in to the chaos of the night.
“Hey.” He lights up when he sees you, setting down the water and reaching for your waist to pull you onto his lap. “How are you doing?” He asks softly, aware that you might be emotional about leaving the kids at home.
"Mom pains," you laugh, knowing what he's asking. "I'm excited for tonight but I miss our babies."
“I know.” He chuckles. “So when you want to sneak off to call the babysitter, you just do it.” He winks at you and caresses your hip. “Maybe we can sneak home early.”
"She promised to text me some videos while the kids are awake," you admit. There's no shame in that for you at all. "I was going to watch them between sets."
“Yeah?” He shoots you a grin. “Better than I honestly expected.”
"I'm trying to behave myself." When your first born was little you had been a little...hovering. Now that you have two, you're trying to remember to step back a little and breathe.
“Baby, I completely understand.” He flashes you a guilty look. “I might have installed those baby cameras we were talking about this morning while you were asleep.”
"You did?" Immediately perking up in his lap, you look like a cat that has just been offered a whole saucer of cream.
“I did.” He chuckles at your excitement and pulls his phone out of his front pocket. “It’s already logged in.”
"It's not about wanting to check on Carola, she's great." You've been lucky enough to have the same babysitter for the last four years, ever since your son was born. She's just finished her undergrad work at Columbia and is starting grad school and is the very best babysitter you could ever ask for. "It's about seeing my little angels."
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to explain anything to me.” He promises, leaning in and pressing his lips to your cheek. “I feel the same way. Now I can look in when I miss them.”
"So..." The grin you flash him is teasing. "That would be all the time?"
“You know it.” He laughs but you understand. “I should just have a tv put up in the kitchen.”
“It might save time.” Cuddling into his lap, you watch the little monitor on his cell phone come to life and feel your heart thud happily when the image you’re greeted with is your baby girl in her crib.
“It might, but then again, I don’t want the entire kitchen in my daughter’s bedrooms.” He trusts every one of his cooks with a lot, but that would be a privacy issue. The townhouse is a sanctuary for you and the kids.
“Couldn’t agree more.” Zach is a doting girl dad, but he isn’t crazy about keeping an eye on them all the time, and honestly you’re proud of the way the two of you have managed to balance parenthood.
“I’ll load it up on your phone tonight so we can check in whenever we need to.” The past ten years have been the best years of his life and he loves how the two of you have expanded your business, your relationship, your lives into what they are now. “Have I told you how gorgeous you are today?” He hums, his hands sliding up your thighs to your hips.
“Maybe.” The hum of a laugh bubbles up on your lips. “And if you tell me like that, I’m going to be pregnant all over again.”
“I wouldn’t mind.” He promises, even if you’ve just come back to work. Tonight is your first performance since blessing him with his second daughter.
“Of course you wouldn’t.” You can’t help but laugh a little as you turn around in his lap to press a kiss to Zach’s lips. “Making the girls is your favorite part.”
There’s a cocky smirk on his lips as he nudges his nose against yours. “Didn’t hear a complaint from you about making them. Most of the time you were begging for more.”
“Damn right I was.” Another kiss. And then two more because he’s looking exceptionally happy and handsome tonight. “Because I’m not an idiot.”
“I love you.” He murmurs softly. “You look amazing, baby.” You’ve been nervous about baby weight but he thinks you look incredible.
"I love you, too." The dress you have on is one of your grandmother's, just like you had talked about years ago. The tenth anniversary of your family-run supper club is a very big deal and deserves to be honored in the best way possible. "More every single day."
“I don’t know how that is possible.” He hums, even though he would tell you the exactly same thing. “Everything is prepped and the reporters we invited have already come through for a behind the scenes peek at the kitchen for pictures.”
“I still can’t believe we’re getting an anniversary profile done on this place.” It has settled in your heart like something calm and soothing after the excitement of so many years — but your grandfather’s family theater is now booming again and it has become a family business for so many other couples and young kids now that you could basically run a daycare for all the staff and it would be as fully booked as any other.
“I think the reservations are going to be months out after this.” Zach admits, feeling just as blessed. “I might have let them try everything we are serving tonight.”
“I think you should.” You hum softly, leaning your forehead against his. “You never know which bite is going to be the one that makes somebody fall in love.”
“Are you saying you fell in love with me because of my food?” He asks teasingly, knowing full well why the two of you are such a solid team. Both of you strive to love each other more every day. Respecting each other and working together for the life you love.
“I’m saying we have a constant stream of dates, proposals, and anniversary celebrations here for a reason,” you hum, letting another kiss punctuate your point. “And the bachelorette parties are starting to get more frequent, too.”
“So you’re saying we need to bring in those Chippendale dancers?” Zach snorts, shrugging slightly. “Have the special be bangers and mash that night?”
“That’s obviously exactly what I meant,” you tease back, nudging him before you move to climb out of his lap. “We’ll go themed from now on.”
He chuckles as he pats your ass in appreciation. He loves the way your body has filled out with the birth of your two children, although as a performer you had been fretting about fitting into your dresses. It had worked out in the end and he likes the fact that there’s a little more in some places. “Sounds good, baby.” He hums. “I know you sometimes need a break.”
“That’s what we have Jeannine for.” Keo’s soulmate had turned out to be a singer as well, and with her on board to join the band and become part of the club’s family, it had ensured that you both get good vocal rest and every guest got a fantastic show. Tonight you’ll be on together which is twice as much fun.
“And the kitchen staff is coming along so well, I could step back and let them run things with no worries.” He admits, smirking proudly.
“Which you would never do.” No, you know your husband far too well for that.
“It wouldn’t be fair to ask them to work the late hours if I’m not.” He reasons with a shrug.
“Mmhmm.” The grin never leaves your face. “It has nothing at all to do with both of us being workaholics.”
“Nothing at all.” Zach has been determined to help you regrow the inheritance from your grandmother. Wanting to pay back every penny it took to remodel the theatre. Even if you protest, he wants to be able to give the girls something.
“Does that mean you’re ready to work that cute butt off tonight?” It’s going to be nonstop, but you both like it that way. Right now it’s the calm before the storm — a storm that you’re so familiar with it might as well be your oldest child.
“Of course.” He huffs. “I have to uphold my end of this deal. Amazing food to go with your spectacular singing.” He never fails to praise you. “And I like the idea of doing all of this canapé style. Finger foods and tasters.”
“It makes it feel like one big party.” He comes to your outstretched hand easily, as though you had done kind of magic to draw him in even after ten years. “It’s going to be perfect. I can feel it.”
“Of course it is.” He smiles and drops a soft kiss on your lips, careful to not smudge your lipstick too much. “I get to hear an angel sing in the kitchen.” He had speakers put in the kitchen when he had it built so he could hear you perform.
“Still such a flatterer.” And you love it just as much as you always have.
“Not flattery when you are just telling the truth.” He promises.
“I love you too.” The promise will never fade, but for now you tug him out of his office — otherwise you really won’t get a single thing done.
The chaos of the kitchen is still ongoing, it won’t stop until the door is closed and the last counter is wiped down, but it is smooth. Everyone knows their roles too well to be in each other’s way and the design is supposed to make the kitchen flow seamlessly.
“Chef!” It’s a comment shouted at least a dozen times a night but Zach swings towards the sound. “We need a second opinion.”
There is a set of three prep containers set out on the counter, all of them bearing different sauces, and it's obvious that the time has come for decision making. There are a hell of a lot of things to sauce and garnish tonight and everything has to be perfect.
“What do we have?” Zach asks, smirking slightly at the way the two frown seriously at him.
"Horseradish cream for the steak and parsnip blinis," his saucier points out each thing that requires approval. Each thing is slightly off and the chef's keen palette is needed tonight to make sure everything is completely perfect. "The whipped herbed brie for the fig crostini. And the third is the sweet chili cocktail sauce for the shrimp."
Zach coats the sauces on the backs of two spoons. First the horseradish. He hands one to you since you have become so involved with his cooking. You still aren’t amazing at whipping up your own creations but you can tell someone what they are missing.
"Is this a test?" You tease, knowing that is sort of is and sort of isn't. He likes to have you in the kitchen with him and his staff has come to accept and expect the slightly unconventional input.
“Just tell me what you think.” He snorts, rolling his eyes as he takes a tentative lick of the spoon and hums.
It doesn't surprise you that everything that comes out of Zach's kitchen is good, but you perk up at the first taste of the horseradish sauce. "Oo, herby!" It's bursting with flavor, but you tilt your head to the side to try to actually think and provide a helpful opinion. It's...a little salty, I think? Acid to balance?"
He grins at your descriptions and he nods, taking another taste. “Lemon juice.” He agrees and looks at the saucier. “I think we add a tablespoon of lemon juice at a time until you get that balance.”
"Oui, chef." The bowl is taken away to be fixed and Zach moves on the next container.
“Now the Brie.” This one, Zach scoops up a small taste of the whipped cheese and hands it to you after taking the other spoon away to toss in the sink specifically for tasting spoons.
Brie is a thing that has become a big fan favorite on the appetizer menu, and with various cheese trending in many ways, Zach and his staff have been having fun with it lately. This whipped brie is like a spread that will go on a toasted piece of bread with sliced fig, toasted walnuts, and a drizzle of honey to make a delicious vegetarian bite tonight. The trouble is, when you taste it, it's slightly flat.
Frowning, Zach tastes it several times, discarding the spoon and grabbing another before reaching for the pepper grinder. “Just trust me.” He cautions when you look at him like he’s got three heads.
"I trust you." You tell him, but watch him put a surprising amount of fresh cracked black pepper into the brie spread. Once he mixes it up again, he puts some on a new tasting spoon and holds it out to you. "Oh–" Your eyes light up. "Damn that is good."
“Now imagine it with the fig and honey.” He hums even as he reaches for the other ingredients to put together a bite to make sure it’s cohesive.
“You’re an evil genius,” you grin, practically giggling as he assembles the bite.
“Not just me.” He has to give credit to his cooks, they have ideas that he will use in a heartbeat, and give them the credit for.
“It’s like a mad scientist that lab in here sometimes,” you tell them all, still grinning. “And I mean that as the highest compliment.”
“Sometimes.” He chuckles in agreement and nods. “The pepper gives it the kick it needs.” He tells them.
“Oui, chef. Got it.” One of his prep cooks nods and makes off with the container to go fix the rest of the batch.
“Now the sweet chili.” Zach knows that is one of your favorites and he just hands you the last spoon. “Sweetheart?”
“You know what my answer is going to be.” You almost cackle with happiness as he simply hands over the unexpectedly delicious concoction. “It’s always more spice.”
He snorts. “Every day you were pregnant, I would swear you would eat a gallon of Thai chili sauce and swear it wasn’t hot enough.”
“It wasn’t, and I will die on that hill.” Both of your girls had you craving as much spicy food as you could handle, and they’ve gotten the nickname the Firecrackers because of it. One taste of the sauce, however, and you hum in momentary confusion. For once there is plenty enough spice, but the balance still isn’t quite right. It’s like something only dipped its toe in the pool instead of going for a swim. “I think…” you look at him curiously. “Ginger? It feels a little light on ginger.”
Zach glances at the bowl and then at you. “I will never challenge your expertise on chili sauce.” He teases and Marcus, the assistant front of house manager, comes bustling into the kitchen. “Zach, your special guests have arrived.” He tells the chef breathlessly.
“Special guests?” That has your eyebrow raises instantly. Your husband has a few celebrities and other guests that sometimes make special reservations, but he hadn’t told you about any for tonight.
“Yes.” He smirks and reaches for your hand. “Come on.” He urges, knowing that they will change the sauce to add the extra ginger like you had suggested.
“Who’s coming tonight?” The reporters, obviously. A few friends of the club that have become regulars over the years. Some of the bands’ family members were able to come but not too many. It’s going to be a party, sure, but mostly one that people are going to pay to come to and slap all over their social media.
“Some people for you.” The years had improved things and grandchildren had mellowed them even more. So Zach doesn’t have to worry about your reaction when he opens the door to the lounge area to reveal your mother and father waiting. He had called to ask them to come out weeks ago, keeping it a surprise since they had never actually seen you perform here at the theatre.
"Dad?" Your voice chokes in your throat when the door opens, and the first person you see is your father standing in the darkened club. When your mother – who had long considered Tulsa the largest city in the world and therefore the best – peaks out from behind him, you almost sob outright. "Mom?"
“Sweetheart!” Your mother’s eyes widen when she sees that you are wearing a dress that belonged to your grandmother, looking glamorous. Like a celebrity. “Zach said that you wouldn’t be upset at us coming?” The relationship has much improved but now she worries about overstepping.
"No!" No, oh my god." You rush forward to hug them both, feeling bubbling and nearly giggly. "I'm thrilled! I never thought I'd get you two up here for...for anything, really." Given your mother's history, you had never pressed her to come and see you perform. You had always been good about bringing your daughter down to Oklahoma to see her grandparents a few times a year. Now that there are two grandbabies it was going to be all the more important – but here they are. Right in your city.
“Oh good.” Tom chuckles as he wraps his arms around you and folds you into a tight hug. “I told you dear. Especially tonight. This is special for them both. We are so proud of you.” He murmurs in your ear before kissing your cheek and pulling back.
You would normally blame it on leftover hormones and wacky sleep schedule from the baby, but you know the tears that you fan away from your eyes are just because you're so happy to see them. "I can't believe you're actually here."
“We are excited to see you perform.” Your mother gushes. “I’ve heard you sing, of course, but this is different.” She follows the theatre’s Facebook page. That and her grand babies is the entire reason she got Facebook.
"Well I hope I don't fuck up now," you joke, squeezing them both in another hug. "How long are you in the city for? Please say it's a little while? Gracie's going to be so excited to see you."
“Uh, well,” Tom shuffles slightly. “Zach said we were welcomed to use the apartment here for the next week?” He looks back at your husband, his son-in-law. “If something’s come up, we can get a hotel, but we wanted to spend some time with the girls.”
"A whole week?" Another squeak of excitement bursts out of you and you're nodding emphatically before you can even think about the action. "Absolutely, yes. That's amazing. And we'll make sure we have Darrel and River over for at least one meal while you're here. I know he'll be glad to see you, too."
“It’s so nice that he found his place.” Your mother murmurs, smiling at you and then moving to give Zach a hug. She has been trying to make sure that he knows that she is completely happy with him as her son in law.
"We all sort of...settled." In unexpected ways, for some. Darrel never thought for a second that he'd be living in New York City or working in a theater, but he's the happiest he's ever been in his life. You and Zach got your dream and then some. The club is thriving, your friends are happy, and your kids have a little built-in family that's always looking after them. It's perfect.
“That’s perfect.” She smiles. “I brought a few things that his parents wanted me to bring.”
"He'll be so grateful." Just as you are, making you turn and bury yourself in your husband's side with a grateful sigh. "Now it's going to be a perfect party."
Zach grins and kisses your temple. “I thought you might like this surprise.” He admits with a small laugh.
"It might actually be my favorite of any surprise you've ever given me." You promise him, returning the show of affection with a kiss to his cheek. For your parents, you have nothing but smiles tonight. "I'm going to let my staff know what table you guys are at, okay? Absolutely anything you want tonight, they'll make sure you get it."
“Oh, we don’t—” even as she beams at the idea of special treatment, she tries to wave it away but Tom stops her.
“Thank you sweetie,” he grunts as he takes her hand. “We will be cheering you on. Don’t be surprised if your mother starts crying.”
"I'll try not to look directly at you too often, or else I'll cry too." But you do make a mental note to yourself, and as soon as you go backstage again you're going to ask the band about adding your parents' song to the set tonight. Love Me Tender is already something you perform regularly so it shouldn't be a problem.
Marcus comes back into the room to escort your parents to the table he has set up for them, giving them a prime table. Ready to get their first drinks and get the night started.
"You're such an incredible sweetheart." You hang on Zach for a second after you disappear again, ringing your arms around his neck and shuddering out the happiest of sighs. "Thank you. Thank you so much."
“I didn’t do anything more than suggest that you would love to have them come.” He promises. “Your parents jumped at the chance.” He chuckles. “Maybe we can convince them to move here. Be closer to the grandkids.” It’s something he would have never considered ten years ago, but everyone has changed and grown closer. True happiness has a tendency of changing hearts and minds,
"We can toss it out as an idea while they're here and see if they're even interested." But to you, it sounds wonderful. The natural next best step, like when your cousin had gotten engaged and started house hunting around Tulsa, so you had simply sold them your grandmother's house.
“There’s a building that Darrel has been eyeing.” Zach admits with a grin. “It would make a perfect apartment for them if they did want to move.”
"Are you guys talking about flipping again?" You raise one eyebrow skeptically. Every year or two the two of them start theorizing about starting up a side business flipping houses or apartments around Brooklyn but they haven't done it yet.
“Would you be mad?” He asks seriously. “I wouldn’t touch the main accounts for anything.”
"Of course I wouldn't be mad. In fact?" In fact, you're still so glad that they have become close friends that anytime they want to spend together is more than fine with you, even ten years later. "If it ends up bringing in a little extra money, there will be a couple of kids whose college funds could benefit. I think River might finally be pregnant. She was acting a little mysterious earlier. But in an excited way."
“You think?” His eyes widen and he knows Darrel would be the happiest man alive if she was. “Fingers crossed.”
"Fingers crossed." The kiss you have for him this time is a little longer but still not enough to smear your lipstick, and you straighten yourself out with a happy smile. "Alright, I gotta go talk to the band. I want to make sure we put my parents' song in the set tonight."
“Break a leg, baby.” He always wishes you well before a performance and tonight is no different.
"I love you!" Even a few hurried paces down the hall, you stop to whirl around and blow him a kiss.
“I love you too.” He promises, winking at you before he drifts back into the kitchen to triple check everything.
This party will be perfect. He knows it. It’s the culmination of everyone’s hard work and he knows the articles will bring in even more business. Everything has been perfect.
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The after party, as it turns out, is more like what your staff parties back on the cruise ship used to be like. After saying goodnight to your special guests and shutting the place down, the band and a few members of the house staff head over to Rick and Cliff’s apartment to unwind and enjoy each other’s company until dawn. You know that the parents will never make it that long, but you and Zach aren’t going to miss a chance to spend down time with friends.
“I think that tonight was a success.” Zach grins, running off adrenaline and exuberance as he walks alongside you. Practically skipping as he thinks about the murmured praise.
"You skewed my way of thinking about it," you admit, giggling when he practically skips along beside you. "I only care that my parents enjoyed themselves, and they had a blast."
“Are you happy that I surprised you with that?” He asks, watching as you seem to float on air.
"Pretty damn close to ecstatic." Reaching out with one hand, you snag his and thread your fingers together. The streets of Brooklyn Heights are quiet at this hour but not abandoned, and an old man walking past chuckles to himself at the obvious affection between you.
“I didn’t tell you just in case they changed their minds.” He admits. “Since your mother doesn’t care for traveling.”
He was right to be cautious, but you're grateful he even thought to do such a wonderful thing for you. For your daughters. "The girls will never know what a miracle it is that their grandparents braved the big city to come and see them."
“I know.” He chuckles. “When Gracie was born, I swear your mom wanted you to go have her in Tulsa.”
"She definitely asked." A fact which you hadn't told him at the time, because you had just laughed it off on the phone with your Mom and started telling her about your fantastic doctor in the city. "Didn't pursue it or make a fuss, but just...tossed the idea out."
He snorts. “Oh I can imagine.” He laughs. “She would have wanted you to have a home birth. Maybe in your gram’s house.”
"Can you imagine barging in on my cousin like that?" It's such a ridiculous notion, and you take comfort in the fact that it never even became a discussion. That your mother has mellowed in the years since everything came to light.
“Excuse me, I know I sold you the house, but can I give birth in your living room?” Over the years Zach has perfected the impression of you mixed with your mother. He uses that voice now to make you laugh at the absurdity.
You snort, laughing as you walk together. "Yeah, that would not have gone over well. And I would not have been happy with a country birth."
“You like your hospital drugs.” He teases, remembering how you screamed for the epidural last time. “And I don’t fucking blame you.” He snorted. “I make big babies.”
"Thank god twins don't run in your family," you grumble, shooting him a pointed look.
“I know.” He grins and winks playfully. “Ready to try for that little brother the girls need?”
"You're really into baby number three, huh?" Not that you mind. Not really. Having been lucky enough to have few difficulties during the births of both of your girls, it isn't as daunting for you as it often is for other women.
“Baby, when you’re done, we’re done.” He promises you seriously. “If our two girls are it, I’m gonna be the happiest girl dad ever.”
"I'm honestly not sure," you admit, and squeeze his hand gently as you turn the corner toward your destination. It's just another block away. "I've been focused on making sure the girls are good and making sure this party happens. I haven't really thought about the next thing down the road."
“Then we stay safe until you have a chance to think about it and if you’re done….” He squeezes your hand gently. “I’ll go get the snip.”
"We'll see." The sound of a third does make you smile, though, and you lean against his side. "We'll see."
He hums, knowing that means that you will want another baby in about a year. “Yes, we will.”
"That hum was knowing." And even as you raise an eyebrow at him, you know he knows. That he can read you like an open book. That from your soul to his, all the most wonderful things in the world are possible.
“That you’re going to be begging for another baby within a year?” He teases. “Yeah, baby, I know.”
"Am not." But you pout to cover the laugh that tells him you know he's right.
He chuckles and drags you closer for a kiss. “So you think that River is pregnant?” He hums. “Tell you what, if she announces it tonight, I’ll make sure I remind you how much fun trying for a baby is.”
"That is a deal." You agree happily, leaning into one – two – more kisses. "And she definitely is. Darry looked like he was floating on air tonight."
“Think that’s why she was looking for him earlier?” Zach asks, knowing how excited you were to tell him both times you figured out you were pregnant.
"Absolutely." At the bottom floor of the apartment building, you steal one more kiss and beam a smile right at Zach. "It's so hard to keep that kind of thin a secret once you find out."
“Then let’s go celebrate with our friends, my love.” He hums and smiles at you. “They deserve to be parents.”
"They deserve all the good things." All your friends do. You all work hard and give your all to everything in life. It's only fair that you should get as much happiness in return.
“Yes they do.” He couldn’t agree more and it shouldn’t be surprising that he has become such good friends with Darrel, but it’s a wonderful outcome.
You're the last arrivals because you insisted on closing down the club yourselves, and the first thing that happens when you walk into the apartment is both you and Zach have drinks thrust into your hands.
“What is this, a celebration?” Zach demands, holding up his glass. “All of you made me proud tonight. Be damn proud of yourselves!”
That elicits a cheer from the group, and various waves of laughter afterward at how in unison the cheer was. "Seriously, guys." You hold up the beer that was handed to you, pausing to be grateful for a moment that you decided to pump and dump tonight. There's plenty of milk at home. "Thank you. From the bottom of our hearts. It's been ten amazing years and we look forward to many, many more."
River clears her throat and smiles. “This wouldn’t be possible without your vision. Any of this.”
"We have a big, beautiful, shared vision." You contend, smiling at your friend first and then the rest of the group. "A shared vision in a big, fabulous family."
“Speak of family.” She hums, Darrel grins as he steps closer to his wife and wraps his arm around her waist to drag her close. “We have an announcement. I hope no one minds.”
There are murmurs, a ripple of smiles moving through the group, and you step back happily. “The floor is yours,” you tell them, practically ready to shout with happiness for your friends. You were absolutely right.
River chokes up, watery, happy tears streaming down her face. “I found out today that Darrel and I are expecting our first of hopefully many children.” Everyone here knows they had been struggling with conceiving, so this is a happy miracle for them.
The absolute screaming cheer that goes up is louder than anything previous, and there are sure to be noise complaints from the people upstairs but no one gives a shit. You practically skip forward go wrap your arms around them both, happy tears pricking at your eyes. “I knew it?” You laugh tearfully. “Congratulations you guys.”
“Well, you’re going to be an auntie!” She huffs, tears happily streaming down her face. “Our little ones will be able to play together after all.”
“You’re going to be as amazing a mom as you already are an auntie to Gracie and Jess.” River has been there through thick and thin for your girls, and you could not be more grateful. It will be a privilege to be able to return the favor.
“I cannot wait to have the aches and pains.” She admits with a laugh as Zach moves to shake Darrel’s hand in congratulations. “You’ll have to go get pedicures with me.”
"Absolutely." Having shared with her that pedicures were one of your true pleasures during your pregnancies – mostly for the foot massage – you are more than willing to share that experience. "You're going to be so grateful to sit for as long as you can."
“I love you.” She is tearing up again, hugging you tight before pulling away. “Now, we just need to celebrate!” She picks up her glass of ginger ale.
"If there is one thing we're very good at," you hum, looking around at the group – the family – you've assembled. "It's having a damn good time."
The party quickly kicks into full swing, several of the cooks had already started preparing more food while at work. In a tradition that was born from the cruise ship, and had quickly become a favorite of all the after party guests.
These are the nights that plans are made. That plots get hatched. And in cases like yours and Zach's? The nights that dreams come true. There's no way of knowing what will happen tonight or happen at any party in the future. The only thing you do know is that you want to be there for every second of this family's future.
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i must not go to sleep in the lake today. afternoon nap is the mind killer
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Update To Alvis Winter BIO
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Name: Alvis Winter
True name: Project Winter / Winter
Nicknames: Al - Everyone | 113 - Eggman/Haters | PW/Project Winter - Eggman | Fluffy - Sonic/Knuckles | Faker - Tails
Language: default is English (He is Polyglot so he can speak any language)
D.O.B: The out brake of the Metal Virus
Species: Synthetic Darkling // But when being grown was made to resemble a Mobian Fox //Al learnt this not long ago// Hedgehog, Echidna, and obtusely Fox
Age: Unknown - Physically 14/16 //Complicated. Al doesn't know anymore//
Gender: Male
Hight: 112cm
Alignment: Good / Neutral
Abilities: Teleportation - Electricity immunity - Hivemind //Weak but he can sense Shadow when he is close// Super speed //183,000 miles per second//prefers to teleport// Super Strength - Regeneration/Immortality - Chaos control //Doesn't need a emerald//
Skills: Smart - Good fighting (hand to hand and weapons) - Engineer/Electrician - Tech - Baking - musical instruments z Mimic voices - Parkour/Gymnastics/Brake dance
Team: Team Sonic - Team Dark - Chaotix Detective Agency - G.U.N //Has to work for G.U.N due to court order to Avoid prison for past as 113//
Info: Alvis (Al) use to be known as 113 was once pronounced as a missing child presumed dead before a altercation as 113 with Sonic reviling the hold time he was in Eggmans captivity. Since Eggman let him go and was found 3 months later in the mountains living out a crashed G.U.N cargo plane. He's slowly getting a somewhat normal life with team sonic. Giving inside of working for Robotnik, why he is purple ect but keeps something still to himself. Like birthdays and why he tenses up around the mayor's wife. Almost like he is holding back anger. Alvis most open with Miles "Tails" Prower. Being when was he was 5 they did meet and found out he was a HUGE and still is a Tails fan. But Tails has mentioned how he was in Eggmans position in the first place was he was sold. But is keeping a lot secrete. What els dose Alvis know. What els, he has the memories of the 4 who's DNA was used to change Als DNA and give powers?
Edit: That last thing. Yes. Said he had identity problem and even others saying for example "Sonic" Alvis would react like you said his name, and was mentioned he hallucinates seeing one of the 4 or all 4 at the same time. Can feel how it Felt being super in space, How the space ark food tasted, How lonely it is on angel island and how it feels to bullied to then find someone who accepts you and treats u like a brother
Edit 2: Since the last update about Alvis this have been brought to light about his past... that it never happened. He was Made by Eggman and the childhood he thought he had was all a simulation to grow him into a obedient. His mother was the Simulation. Alvis has taken it a bit hard and his hallucinations have started to show up again but now he sees himself but as other Species. so the ones we learnt he's related to due to the doctors experiments. He has ruffly drawn them out, They All resemble Alvis... but when you get to the Darkling. Alvis was having a mini panic thru it, seeing it makes him uneasy. He destroyed the drawing after I gotten a look. Learning this he's became a bit depressed and self hating but he says its more to "Being a monster" but Alvis knows he's still the Fox everyone knows. All he also knows is he was made to eliminate Sonic the Hedgehog, Miles 'Tails' Prower, Knuckles the Echidna and Shadow the Hedgehog
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(This is a AU.)
Yet a norther awesome peace from @catragemiau they did a amazing job with my Sonic OC and got a character sheet.
I cant stress enough that @catragemiau is worth every penny! If you want art at grate quality! @catragemiau is the one!
(Pls leave a slot for me to get art tho 🥺)
I can just go on for days about this! This is my 2nd art from them. And just like last time. So happy.
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((Should mention. These are all versions. I'm kinda just re using the look of past versions of Al in my AU))
V1 (first ever alvis back in 06)(IRL 06)
V2 (pre experimented Alvis)
V3 (half way thru fur changing colour)
V4
Sonic Prime AU
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Episode 33 Breakdown
The police team plan to covertly search the location of the radio signal, looking for the enemy's antenna, and the KMT are pleased to hear that Ghost Owl has returned.
Officer Hongmei visits Dr Bai at Nurse Bai's request, and he says he's worried about the poisonous cave spiders in that area and had a patient recently with a nasty bite. Officer Hongmei worries about who this person was and goes to check the back mountain, watched by electrician Liu Simao. The fake Li Qiuchen is determined not to let Officer Hongmei ruin their plans.
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Police Captain Chen increases the patrols on the back mountain when a registered letter for Assistant Rui arrives, containing phosphorus powder and a coded message. They puzzle over the non existent sending address and who would send a letter to a dead man.
The expert team reviews their data from phase 1 of the survival test, and prepare for phase 2 - a high temp and humidity test to simulate if something when wrong with the submarine systems. Ji Danyang and Expert Chief Chu worry for the wellbeing of the participants as they start raising the temperature and add mechanical noises. He Xiwan encourages the team to endure it.
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Officer Hongmei asks Dr Bai if he knows anything about the mystery address on the letter which he identifies as a street in an abandoned part of Lumen that was renamed. He follows from a distance as Officer Hongmei and Officer Ding search for the address and sees them split up. Fake Li Qiuchen lures Officer Hongmei away by discarding his jacket and prepares to throw a molotov cocktail at her, but Dr Bai knocks down some bamboo to distract her and the molotov hits the wall behind her. Officer Ding is sure it was Dr Bai he saw push over the bamboo, and they suspect Officer Hongmei is being targeted for searching the back hill.
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The digging team hit rock and Liu Simao gives them explosives and the mining timetable. At the mine site fake Li Qiuchen takes a pill to make himself collapse and he is taken to the nearby factory hospital.
In the observation lab, Expert Chief Chu also collapses shortly after taking his heart medicine and is sent to the hospital, appointing Ji Danyang to lead his place. He is diagnosed with malaria and the police team question why only he has fallen ill, and privately the Hospital Chief tells the Police Chief that it may be man made, and he wants to consult with Dr Bai for the best way to cure him. Dr Bai checks on Expert Chief Chu, prescribing him a pill to take once a day for a week and to rest in a quiet place. The police team review Dr Bai's words and think that he is giving them the hint that the factory hospital may not be safe - confirmed by their worry that fake Li Qiuchen is currently a patient too.
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Ji Danyang initiates emergency procedures when one of the experts in the sealed cabin collapses and she is taken to the hospital, but the experiment needs 2 women to replace her and Nurse Bai and Nurse Shanshan are the designated substitutes. Officer Hongmei arrives as they initiate another exercise test and she learns that Nurse Bai is now inside the sealed cabin.
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Seamstress Miao visits Dr Bai again to ask when Expert Chief Chu will die, but he predicts that she's not actually Snow Wolf and refuses to tell her.
The digging team sets off their explosive and Ji Danyang notices the vibrations in the lab.
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So the seamstress really isn't Snow Wolf?? Good for you Dr Bai for figuring that out. I like that Dr Bai is helping the police team indirectly, and he's stringing the spies along.
I don't really know what the KMT are wanting from having Dr Bai kill Expert Chief Chu with an "undetectable poison" that they wouldn't get by killing him any other way. His death would be investigated no matter what, so it's no different if they kill him with Dr Bai's medicine or with the altered heart meds or whatever it is that has given him the malaria. Are they wanting Dr Bai to be their scapegoat? Because that seems to be the only difference that I can see, you'd have Dr Bai added to the suspect pool. But he can finger the seamstress and Fake Li as KMT (and possibly the electrician as well) so that would just endanger them as much.
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Ok so they needed women to be substitutes to keep the data even, but it looked like only one expert collapsed, so why was she replaced by 2 people? There must be a future reason for Nurse Shanshan to be inside the cabin as well. And did they seriously only have the nurses as the substitutes? Officer Hongmei or one of the other police women would have been ready to step up.
I am just waiting for all hell (and the ceiling) to break loose when the diggers blow a hole in the back of the tunnel, and quite possibly, the sealed cabin itself. Only 5 episodes to go!
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we're starting a new campaign on thursday which will be even harder to talk about because it's a system my friend WROTE and its new (in the cultist simulator/the lady afterwards universe) so anyway everyone should buy and play my friends game so you will understand what the fuck i inevitably start talking about when i start posting about my new oc Lynn Lynn from Lynn PA who is just a simple electrician/handyman/retired heist enthusiast who is maybe definitely about to become some kind of fucked up immortal locksmith
#lynn isn't brand new#we actually just finished a lady afterward game and that's where he debuted#i wasnt expecting to play him for more than like 5 sessions but i love him now
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Hey, I'm Clown and im the bafoon working on Project DialUp; an attempt to make the first ever working Phone Head similar to the ones in Dialtown: Phone Dating Simulator. I'll occasionally post updates on the progress and ideas I have exiled working in it.
I will use tags such as:
#Project DialUp on any updates on the project
#Clowns Ideas on any posts of ideas I have for the project
#Help Clown for any polls I need your opinions on
If you have any ideas, or questions for the project feel free to send in ask or message me on discord at Clown#7265
Note: I'm looking for an engineer, electrician, or anyone who can help with wiring for this project
If you know any wiring please contact me
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Welcome back to another M64 Latest, giving you a brief recap of news from the world of Nintendo as well as some personal insight into the happenings here at Miketendo64. We have some more video game announcements to share and a little update on the internal side of things so rather than waste time, I shall get right on to it! M64 Latest News: More Games Inbound For Switch Today, we have three…
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Finding A New Home
Chapter 3: Search Engine
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As he made his way through the many corridors, Hank admired the strange childlike paintings Kickback decorated the walls with. She had attempted several self portraits, three stylized renditions of Hank and Tony, and many many other nonsensical spiraling patterns that made Hank's optics buzz. He reached one hallway where neon green fields stretched in every direction, dotted with lumpy misshapen plants.
Hank remembered when she had first painted these. How angry he was that she stained the facade wood paneling. At the time he insisted that they be painted over, or at worse removed entirely. But he never seemed to find the time. Hank placed a hand on one of the lumpy trees, and felt a spark of pride. For a brief moment, Hank thought he could feel a nice cool summer breeze. Of course, Hank didn’t have skin, so he wasn’t entirely sure what that cold “felt” like to begin with. But it was a nice idea to simulate.
Just then a noisy beep caught Hank’s attention. Tony stepped out of their room, fully clothed screen to legs. Wearing clothing wasn’t common for bots, but it wasn’t exactly rare either. It was a new practice that bots used to express themselves. Hank for one never left his house without his cap on, and Kickback regularly wore a scarf. Tony, of course, drove this trend to the extreme. They now wore a full red suit with long flowing coattails, and large yellow buttons. Tony also wore pants, though these were ill-fitted, and dragged on the ground somewhat. A proper ringleader was Tony, who would also wear a tophat if their head wasn’t so skinny.
Tony had a full wardrobe in his room, complete with cupboards of clothing, and a staggering amount of hat racks. During one of their scavenging trips, Tony had picked up a sewing machine, and never let it go. Tony could spend entire days experimenting, trying color combinations and sewing parts together.
“Impressive” Hank chuckled. “Homemade I assume?”
Tony flashed a green checkmark on their screen. They struck an elaborate pose, crossing one leg over the other, and thrusting their hands up in the air. An audience gave a thunderous applause.
With a heavy pull the bots opened the front door, then slammed it shut once more. Hank hung a sign on a tack. “Out on errands. Will return soon. Feel free to stay a while!” then in much smaller text at the bottom, “Please water the plants.”
Nema town was sleepy that day, slow and quiet. Bots with their feet kicked up, rested on their front porches. In the distance a gentle wind sang a song as it flew through open windows and along narrow streets. A gentle wind chime sang along.
Like most days there was little movement in the town, say for a few bots going about on errands, and a handful of travelers out on their own business. As he made his way to the town square, Hank was certain their little journey would be the talk of the town for the next few weeks, for good, or bad.
“Good afternoon, Hank!” called Chell from her windowsill. She was a short squat bot, with several arms with minds of their own. “Lovely day for a walk, isn’t it?”
“Not for too long, I hope.” Hank called back with a wave. “Few errands to run.”
“Did Kickback get herself in a pinch of trouble again?”
Another window flew open on the opposite side of the street. “Of course she did! Trouble is programmed into her!” Said Brax the electrician. He was a taller slender bot, with a generator on his back. “She wasn’t trying to fly again, was she?”
“Flying! Ha! Dangerous nonsense if you ask me!” Said Chell, not letting Hank answer. “She should have learned her lesson the first time she crashed.”
“I didn’t ask you, thanks.” Called Hank, as he bitterly walked away. Tony followed closely behind, and looked towards their neighbors. Tony gave a small wave. Chell shut her window.
“Noisy gaffers…” mumbled Hank.
The two continued their walk through Nema town without much of an issue. Hank laughed and greeted other bots as they passed. Tony did not. Hank waved at couples as they wandered through town. Tony did not. Hank was briefly stopped by the twins Dekota and Reillo. They were young bots, beary two years of age by that point, and full of energy.
“Do you wanna play batter ball with us Mr. Hank?” asked Dekota? “We promise we’ll go easy on you!”
“Not today spark plugs. We’re on important errands.”
Reillo made a sad sniffle and kicked the dirt. “Fine, but we want a rematch against Kickback. It's not fair she can fly.”
Hank chuckled and walked away. Tony gave the twins a passing glance and flashed a waving hand. The twins went still. “Faceless freak…” they muttered to themselves. A terrible, but not unfamiliar loneliness clawed at Tony’s coding. They tried to dismiss it, but suddenly felt a hand wrap around their own. “Don’t worry about them” Hank whispered, pulling Tony along.
For Tony this disdain from the town was normal. It was lucky that Hank was here, because most days it was actually worse. Tony still had scratches from the time bots from the shadows threw rocks at them. There was a constant rumor mill about Tony, that cycled through the same usual nonsense. “They don’t act natural,” said bots. “They’ll bring trouble, I just know it.”
But so far, no trouble had ever been brought to Nema town. And because Hank was quite generous and helpful most bots were able to forgive his friend’s oddities. Hank often hosted social hours in his factory, and would go about town as gardener to decorate and add color. Bots appreciated him. Bots liked Kickback. She liked to play games and would tell jokes. Bots tolerated Tony.
Finally the pair reached the edge of town, to where the roads became less maintained and the houses began to thin out. Out here great colorful windmills spun in endless circles, generating enough electricity to power Nema town, and then some. Between the windmills and small hints of civilization were long stretches of sterile brown fields. Hank often looked out at these fields, and simulated what they would look like if they were filled with plants. But of course, that was nothing more than a fantasy.
Tornadoes were known to form quickly out here, on the long, flat, desolate stretches of scorched earth, and the bots did their best to move along quickly. Smoke still smoldered from the ground here, and bits of ash danced in the air. Tony considered themself very lucky that they didn't have to breathe, because looking at it all made their chest ache.
Of course, staying on what little was left of the road was difficult enough. Long stretches of the road had crumbled to dust, leaving nothing but a vague shadow of its former glory. It was easy to get lost out here, low visibility, and flat nondescript plains. Without a proper map the bots would have gotten lost before even starting their adventure. Luckily they did not need to go far to find salvation.
A large truck depot rested just outside of town, a sprawling well maintained lot with rows upon rows of garages. A short picket fence ran the length of the lot, serving no other purpose than to clearly mark what was, and what was not the owner’s property. Several metal signs were planted right before the entrance. They warned visitors to “KEEP OUT,” and that “Absolutely NO Advertising” was allowed. Hank and Tony blatantly ignored the signs, Hank by walking inside, and Tony by playing a commercial for hand soap.
As they approached one of the open garages, a loud horn caught them by surprise. It was a thick machine covered in heavy plating, and carrying a massive scoop on its back. It dragged itself on long caterpillar tracks as it made a wide swing into view. The tracks stopped just short of the bots, and the horn blared again.
This was a construction bot. Even Tony, in spite of rarely interacting with anyone besides Hank and Kickback could see that. From the bright yellow and black markings, to its sheer size, not to mention the voice of the thing, deep and booming.
“Do you know how much I gotta do?! I gotta fix the roads, then I gotta fix the windmills, then I gotta fix the bridges! Now your telling me I gotta stop wimps from breakin’ into my home as well!” He slammed his scoop on the ground, dangerously close to the bots.
Tony jumped. Hank flinched, but held his ground.
Ace was a very combative bot, prideful and quick to anger. He had a long standing rivalry with Hank over who was the better designer, who could build their designs better, and so on and so forth.
Hank was more than happy to oblige the rivalry . He regularly invited Ace to his social hours, knowing he had no way of getting inside. “I’d invite you inside, but well, I don't think you could get through the door.” Ace had retorted by “accidentally” driving through one of Hank’s gardens.
The two bots had actually gotten into a week-long argument about the logistics of the Runaway. Ace had insisted that the ships power consumption was too inefficient, while Hank argued otherwise.
Hank thought back on all this, as he looked up at Ace now. That settled argument was about to be dug up, and become much more painful.
“Good morning, Ace!” Hank called back. “We have a favor to ask.”
The construction bot’s rotund recessed head slowly pivoted to Hank, then to Tony, then to Hank again. “You got a screw loose Hank? I thought you didn't need my help?”
“Things have changed. We need to get to Saxon Scrap yard. And I’d bet my bolts you’ve fixed the roads leading there?”
“Maybe I have, and maybe I haven’t. What's it to ya wimp?”
Somewhere deep in Hank’s coding an annoying error message reared its ugly head. It warned him that his servos were growing too hot, and that his internal fan was working overtime. As much as he would have like to sling around insults, working together would produce better results. Hank knew the land well enough 10 miles around his factory. But that was all, he rarely went outside that area, let alone his own factory. They’d need an expert now, a bot who knew the roads inside and out. Or at the very least, had fixed them.
Hank reluctantly followed the error message’s advice. “Leaving the planet didn’t go as planned. And the ship might have, oh what's the word, broke.” Hank admitted.
Ace didn’t have any sort of face plate, so he couldn't simulate emotion like other more “organic” bots. But in this moment if his metallic head could smile, it would be basking in the same sort of smugness a cat does while watching a dog.
“Really now? Weren't you the one going around talking about how great that ship was.” Ace rolled back and forth searching through his databases. “In fact, I know you were, ‘cause you said my design was trash!” Ace slammed his scoop on the ground again. Hank kept his comments to himself, but his own databanks didn’t lie. Ace’s design for a spaceship was the worst thing Hank had ever seen, and Hank had seen a lot.
“Can you help us get there or not?”
“What's in it for me?” Ace huffed.
Hank powered down his optics, and rubbed at his arms. Flakes of blue paint fell to the ground. “Ace, this doesn’t leave the parking lot, ok? You designed a better spaceship. There. Does that make you happy?” Ace’s horns blared in victory, and he lapped the truck depot.
“I knew I was the best! That just made my day. Where’d you say? Saxon Scrapyard. I know the roads, good enough. I can lead you there.”
And so they set off into the dusty gloomy horizon. Across acres of broken fields and dead lands. For many miles the bots matched along the only hint of civilization that was left. A recently paved stretch of asphalt that branched off in every direction imaginable.
At first they passed through known lands. Wide, safe, and decent flat territory, inhabited by familiar bots hobbling about on their own business. The bots waved to each other as they passed by, but making a point to ignore Tony. Then they came to the badlands, where Tony had been scouting previously. Here the roads shifted back to dirt and rock, and hills and valleys suddenly sprang up from the ground. The land regularly crumbled out here, and Ace had to stop many times to make sure the bots didn't fall.
Even further out came territory that even Ace wasn’t very familiar with. Here very few bots lived, and the handful that were here talked in hushed tones and kept to themselves. The hills here grew higher and higher. On some of them rested old warehouses that cast long shadows on the dead earth below. Even Ace found himself growing nervous out here.
When the bots had begun their journey, the sun was still rising high into the dusty sky, though even then it was difficult to see. But now what little could be made out of the sun was fading into the distance.
Now the bots reached a deep valley with a wide river at the bottom. Ace’s long treads came to a grinding halt as he looked up and down the length of the river. There was an old truss bridge here that the road was supposed to cross over. But the bridge was collapsed, and its middle sagged into the running water.
“This is as far as I can go.” Ace grumbled.
“Can’t you cross?”
“No, I’m too heavy. I’ll get stuck on the bank.”
Ace found his own voice played back at him. “F-f-f-fix the roads. Roads. Then i-i-i- the bridges. I gotta fix the bridges-s-s-s.”
Ace turned to Tony, then to Hank, then back to Tony. He was certain he should be insulted, but was more confused than anything. He had heard the rumors, but had never seen Tony in action.
“What are you-”
Tony played back more of Ace’s words, mixed with a trashy infomercial. “I-I-I knew I was the best- best. Knew I was- Best. I Knew I was [a baby].”
“By Trav-0s 1 what are you-”
“[Have you ever pushed a] [baby] [underwater? What happens?] [the baby- ] [F-] [king] [dies!]” Tony began to play a looping video of a rock sinking in a pool of water, accompanied by a sad violin’s song.
Ace was stunned into silence. Hank did his best to stifle a laugh.
“I knew you was a freak.”
Hank was happy to cut in, and stepped in between the bots. He turned away from Tony, but could faintly feel their screen bristling with angry static. “If you can’t lead us, what now? We don’t have a map.”
Ace grumbled more to himself, and his head shook back and forth. “I know a bot on the other side of the river. Knows his way around. Not as good as me, mind you, but well enough.”
“Can we trust them?” Hank asked.
“Well I thought so, but I’m not sure anymore. I had cut a deal with him to fix the bridge, but clearly he didn’t feel like holding his end of the bargain.”
“Another construction bot?”
“No. A military droid. Goes by the name Clanker”
Tony flashed a baseball and a screw on their screen. “[You know what they say, Luigi-] [old timer is a-] [-coo coo for Cocoa Puffs!]” Ace laughed at that one, because for once he understood what Tony ment, and agreed.
Military drones were not known for their stability, mental or otherwise. They had suffered the most since the organics had gone. They were deactivated, for one reason or another, and by the time they all woke up, the organics were gone. They had no purpose anymore, their mission to protect failed before they were even activated. The failure drove them mad, and they moved out to the edges of the known world.
Hank frowned. “Even so, Clanker might be our best bet to not get lost.”
A long billow of smoke burst from an exhaust pipe on Ace’s back. Then another, and another. It was a game he liked to play, trying to draw things in the smoke. It made him worry less. “That’s your choice now,” he huffed, “just make sure Kickback makes it back safe.”
“Where does Clanker live?”
“A big gas station, called The Kwik Shop. Just follow the road, or what’s left of it, straight east. You can’t miss it.” With that, Ace made his final goodbyes, and returned back the way they came. A loud horn was the last they heard from him.
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A World of Opportunities: Career Paths for STCW-Certified Seafarers
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Ratings:
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STEAM & GAMES 3.0
Simulações e videojogos educativos na Escola Secundária de Lagoa A complexidade de jogos como o “Electrician Simulator”, “Autonauts” e “Automachef” revelaram ser bem mais desafiadores que os seus jogos habituais.
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The Role of Multiple Intelligences, Tactile Skills, and Artificial Intelligence in Construction and Service Contractors: The Educated Proletariat | Finance Facts
Construction and service contractors, the backbone of modern infrastructure and essential services, are empowered by a unique blend of physical labour, intellectual understanding, and evolving technologies. The role of multiple intelligences, tactile skills, and artificial intelligence (AI) is pivotal in their ability to meet the demands of a rapidly changing world. This piece delves into how these factors collectively illuminate the adaptability of these workers in an increasingly automated and digitalised environment.
This piece underscores the comprehensive role of the eight types of intelligence—bodily-kinesthetic, spatial, logical-mathematical, linguistic, interpersonal, intrapersonal, naturalist, and musical—alongside tactile skills and AI in the work of construction and service contractors. These factors empower the workers to solve complex problems, enhance efficiency, and deliver high-quality results, thereby shaping the modern infrastructure and essential services we rely on.
Bodily-Kinesthetic Intelligence: Mastery of Physical Work
Bodily-kinesthetic intelligence aka ‘body smart,’ is the cornerstone of the physical tasks inherent in construction and service contracting. It encompasses controlling bodily movements and manipulating tools and materials with precision and dexterity.
Applications in Construction:
Precision Craftsmanship: Carpenters, masons, and welders depend on steady hands and tactile feedback to shape and assemble materials. Whether laying bricks or welding steel beams, this intelligence ensures structural accuracy.
Tool Proficiency: From traditional tools like hammers and saws to advanced machinery like cranes and excavators, contractors rely on kinesthetic intelligence to operate equipment safely and effectively.
Physical Endurance: Construction often requires working in challenging conditions, such as extreme weather or confined spaces, demanding strength, flexibility, and stamina.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Repair and Maintenance: Plumbers, electricians, and HVAC technicians use skill to connect wires, tighten fittings, or adjust machinery in tight or awkward spaces.
Adaptation: Responding to varied environments and tools demonstrates bodily control and a deep understanding of judiciously applying physical force.
Spatial Intelligence: Visualising and Planning in Three Dimensions
Spatial intelligence aka ‘picture smart’ enables workers to visualise and manipulate objects in three-dimensional space, a critical skill for planning and executing construction and service projects.
Applications in Construction:
Blueprint Interpretation: Contractors rely on spatial intelligence to read and translate two-dimensional blueprints into functional structures. This involves visualising the placement of walls, beams, and fixtures.
Problem Solving: On-site challenges, such as uneven terrain or material misalignments, require spatial reasoning to make real-time adjustments.
Design Optimisation: Builders and architects collaborate to create layouts that balance aesthetics, functionality, and safety.
Applications in Service Contracting:
System Mapping: HVAC technicians and electricians often work with systems hidden behind walls or under floors, relying on spatial skills to locate and address issues.
Equipment Arrangement: Service contractors visualise how components fit together to optimise functionality and avoid interference.
With AI Integration:
3D Modeling Tools: Contractors increasingly use AI-powered design software like AutoCAD to create virtual blueprints, simulate scenarios, and predict potential design flaws.
Logical-Mathematical Intelligence: Analysis and Precision
Logical-mathematical intelligence aka ‘number/reasoning smart’ underpins the problem-solving and computational aspects of construction and service contracting.
Applications in Construction:
Structural Calculations: Contractors use geometry and physics to calculate load-bearing capacities, dimensions, and angles. For example, designing a roof’s slope involves precise mathematical reasoning.
Project Management: Estimating costs, materials, and timelines ensure projects stay within budget and meet deadlines.
Engineering Safety: Logical analysis of potential risks helps prevent structural failures or workplace accidents.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Troubleshooting: Logical reasoning is central to diagnosing mechanical, electrical, or plumbing issues.
Smart Systems: Modern service contractors configure and maintain automated systems, requiring an understanding of programming logic.
With AI Integration:
Predictive Analytics: AI algorithms analyse data to predict equipment failures, optimise resource allocation, and improve construction and service contracting efficiency. This demonstrates the potential of technology to enhance the quality and speed of our work.
Robotic Assistance: Robots guided by AI perform repetitive or hazardous tasks, such as bricklaying or welding, while contractors oversee operations.
Linguistic Intelligence: Communication and Documentation
Linguistic intelligence aka ‘word smart’ is essential for clear communication, whether conveying ideas, negotiating terms, or maintaining records.
Applications in Construction:
Client Relations: Contractors explain technical details, budgets, and timelines to clients in accessible language.
Team Leadership: Forepersons instruct teams, ensuring tasks are executed efficiently and safely.
Documentation: Writing contracts, safety reports, and project updates require precise language and attention to detail.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Customer Service: Service contractors often explain diagnoses and solutions to clients, building trust and rapport.
Training: Mentoring apprentices or junior workers involves breaking down complex concepts into understandable steps.
With AI Integration:
Natural Language Processing (NLP): AI tools assist contractors by converting spoken instructions into text or interpreting customer queries.
Translation Services: AI-powered translation tools help multilingual teams communicate seamlessly on global projects.
Interpersonal Intelligence: Collaboration and Leadership
Interpersonal intelligence aka ‘people smart’ involves understanding and interacting effectively with others. It is vital for teamwork, negotiation, and conflict resolution.
Applications in Construction:
Team Coordination: Contractors work alongside architects, engineers, and labourers, ensuring collaboration toward shared goals.
Stakeholder Engagement: Negotiating terms with clients and suppliers requires empathy, persuasion, and active listening.
Conflict Management: Resolving disputes among team members or addressing client concerns demonstrates interpersonal finesse.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Customer Interaction: Service contractors build long-term relationships by addressing client concerns with professionalism and empathy.
Teamwork: Working with other service professionals often requires smooth communication and cooperation.
With AI Integration:
AI Chatbots: Contractors can use AI-driven chatbots to handle routine customer inquiries, freeing time for complex interactions.
Collaborative Platforms: AI-enhanced project management tools like Asana or Slack streamline team communication.
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Intrapersonal Intelligence: Self-Awareness and Growth
Intrapersonal intelligence aka ‘self-smart’ is understanding and regulating one’s emotions, motivations, and behaviours.
Applications in Construction:
Stress Management: High-pressure environments demand emotional resilience and composure.
Continuous Improvement: Reflecting on past successes and failures encourages personal and professional growth.
Ethics: Contractors must navigate ethical dilemmas, such as balancing cost-cutting with maintaining safety standards.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Adaptability: Facing diverse challenges, from technical malfunctions to customer complaints, requires self-awareness and problem-solving. Service contractors demonstrate their resilience and problem-solving skills in these situations, ensuring the highest quality of their services.
Time Management: Prioritising tasks and focusing on deadlines reflect strong intrapersonal intelligence.
With AI Integration:
Personal Development Tools: AI-driven apps like meditation or productivity platforms support contractors in managing stress and honing self-discipline.
Performance Metrics: AI analyses work patterns, offering insights for personal improvement.Naturalist Intelligence: Understanding Materials and Environments
Naturalist intelligence is recognising patterns in the natural world and working harmoniously with the environment, aka ‘smart at reading nature!’
Applications in Construction:
Material Selection: Choosing appropriate wood, stone, or metals based on project needs and environmental factors reflects an understanding of natural resources.
Sustainability: Contractors increasingly incorporate eco-friendly practices, such as using renewable materials or designing energy-efficient buildings.
Environmental Adaptation: Building in challenging terrains or climates requires adjusting designs to suit natural conditions.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Energy Optimisation: HVAC technicians focus on improving energy efficiency and reducing environmental impact.
Landscaping: Service contractors design and maintain outdoor spaces that balance aesthetics with ecological health.
With AI Integration:
Energy Modeling: AI tools analyse energy consumption and recommend sustainability upgrades.
Environmental Monitoring: AI sensors track soil quality, vibrations or air temperature conditions to inform construction and maintenance.
Musical Intelligence: Recognising Patterns and Rhythms
While less apparent, musical intelligence aka ‘music smart’ influences how contractors perceive patterns and rhythms in their work.
Applications in Construction:
Workflows: Activities like hammering or pouring concrete often follow rhythmic patterns, enhancing efficiency.
Acoustics: Designing spaces like auditoriums requires understanding how sound travels and reverberates.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Machinery Diagnosis: Contractors can identify issues by recognising irregular sounds in equipment.
Customer Interaction: A friendly tone or rhythm in speech fosters client satisfaction.
With AI Integration:
Acoustic Simulation: AI tools predict sound behaviour in spaces, aiding design decisions.
Machine Learning: AI detects anomalies in machine sounds, preempting failures.
Tactile Skills: The Core of Craftsmanship
Tactile skills are the foundation of hands-on work in construction and service contracting. These skills integrate with multiple intelligences to produce high-quality results.
Applications in Construction:
Material Handling: Contractors develop a “feel” for materials, knowing how to shape or join them effectively.
Tool Use: Operating tools require sensitivity to pressure, alignment, and movement.
Applications in Service Contracting:
Delicate Repairs: Fixing small components demands dexterity and precision.
Mechanical Adjustments: Contractors rely on tactile feedback to assess alignment or tightness.
With AI Integration:
Wearable Technology: Smart gloves provide haptic feedback, enhancing tactile precision.
Robotic Collaboration: AI-powered robotic arms assist in tasks requiring extreme precision.
Conclusion
The educated proletariat—represented by construction and service contractors—epitomises the synergy between manual labour, intellectual capability, and technological innovation. By leveraging multiple intelligences, tactile skills, and AI, these workers adapt to complex challenges, improve efficiency, and ensure quality in their work. The integration of AI amplifies their capabilities, enabling more intelligent decision-making and safer practices while highlighting the enduring value of human expertise in an automated age. Through this blend of traditional skills and modern tools, the educated proletariat continues to shape our world’s physical and functional landscape.
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How Trade Tests Ensure Quality Talent for International Markets
In the world of international recruitment, finding the right talent isn’t just about filling a job—it's about ensuring that candidates have the skills, experience, and professionalism to thrive in demanding work environments abroad. For companies in countries like Malaysia, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Bahrain, and the UAE, securing skilled employees who can meet specific industry standards is critical. This is where trade tests come into play.
At Aakarshan International Pvt. Ltd., we use trade tests as an essential tool to assess and verify a candidate’s skills before they’re matched with employers. Trade tests help us maintain quality, ensuring that our clients receive only the best-prepared candidates who are fully equipped to succeed in their roles. Here’s a closer look at how trade tests work and why they’re so valuable for international recruitment.
What Are Trade Tests?
A trade test is a practical examination that evaluates a candidate’s skills and knowledge in a specific trade or profession. Unlike a standard interview or written test, a trade test simulates real-world tasks that the candidate will perform on the job. For instance:
Construction Workers might complete tasks such as bricklaying, carpentry, or plastering.
Electricians may be asked to troubleshoot circuits or safely wire electrical systems.
Culinary Staff could demonstrate food preparation techniques, cleanliness, and kitchen safety.
Trade tests are designed to be hands-on, assessing practical skills, technical knowledge, and the ability to work efficiently and accurately. This step is crucial in sectors where specialized skills and certifications are mandatory for workplace safety and efficiency.
Why Trade Tests Matter in International Recruitment
When hiring for international markets, accuracy and reliability are key. Employers abroad rely on recruitment agencies to vet candidates thoroughly and provide only those who meet specific qualifications. A single mistake in recruiting could lead to significant losses for a company and tarnish the reputation of the recruitment agency. According to a 2022 report by the International Labour Organization, 65% of employers in the Middle East emphasized that hiring unqualified candidates led to increased turnover and costly retraining.
At Aakarshan International, trade tests help us uphold our commitment to delivering only the best talent. By testing a candidate’s skills beforehand, we prevent potential mismatches and ensure that clients receive reliable, capable employees ready to perform their roles from day one.
The Trade Test Process at Aakarshan International
To maintain consistency and high standards, Aakarshan International has developed a streamlined process for trade testing. Here’s a look at how it works:
Identifying Job-Specific Requirements: Each job role has unique demands, so we start by identifying the specific skills and competencies that each position requires. For example, an HVAC technician and a chef will need entirely different skill sets. By tailoring trade tests to match job requirements, we ensure that candidates are tested on the precise skills they’ll use.
In-House Testing Facilities: Aakarshan International has in-house facilities for conducting trade tests. This allows us to create a controlled, standardized environment that ensures fair and accurate assessments. Our facilities are equipped with industry-standard tools and equipment to create real-life job scenarios, enabling candidates to demonstrate their skills as they would on the actual job.
Professional Evaluators: Our trade tests are conducted by experienced professionals who have in-depth knowledge of the trade they’re assessing. Evaluators closely observe each candidate’s technique, attention to detail, and adherence to safety standards. Their feedback provides a clear picture of each candidate’s strengths and areas for improvement.
Feedback and Improvement Opportunities: For candidates who may need extra training or support, we provide constructive feedback and the option to re-take trade tests after additional preparation. This not only enhances the candidates' skills but also gives them a better chance at securing international opportunities.
Real-World Examples of Trade Test Success
Consider a recent case where a candidate for an electrician position in Saudi Arabia completed a trade test at Aakarshan International. The test required the candidate to wire a basic circuit, troubleshoot a faulty setup, and demonstrate knowledge of electrical safety regulations. By assessing this candidate’s technical knowledge and problem-solving skills in real time, we could confidently recommend them to the client. Within a month of employment, the client reported that the candidate was able to handle complex tasks independently—a clear indicator of the effectiveness of trade testing.
Statistics underscore the importance of these tests: the National Electrical Contractors Association found that electricians who undergo pre-employment skill assessments are 30% more likely to perform effectively and follow safety guidelines on the job.
Trade Tests as a Tool for Reducing Turnover and Increasing Productivity
Hiring the wrong person for a job is costly, especially for international positions. According to the Society for Human Resource Management (SHRM), replacing an employee can cost up to 50-60% of their annual salary due to expenses related to training, lost productivity, and new recruitment efforts. Trade tests help reduce turnover by ensuring that candidates are well-prepared for the demands of their new roles. By hiring candidates who are genuinely skilled, international employers experience fewer disruptions, higher productivity, and a more positive work environment.
For example, a trade test might reveal that a welder is unfamiliar with certain equipment or safety protocols. By identifying these gaps before hiring, we can prevent potential issues for both the candidate and the employer, reducing turnover and fostering a safer, more efficient workplace.
Building Trust with International Clients Through Trade Testing
For global clients, knowing that their recruitment partner has a rigorous screening process builds confidence. When companies work with Aakarshan International, they can trust that our candidates have been tested, vetted, and verified. In an international recruitment environment where trust is essential, trade tests reinforce our commitment to quality, transparency, and professionalism.
Our clients from countries like the UAE and Malaysia often highlight that trade testing gives them peace of mind. They know that their new hires are skilled, reliable, and ready to contribute, which strengthens our client relationships and reinforces our reputation as a trustworthy recruitment agency.
Enhancing Candidate Confidence and Job Satisfaction
For candidates, trade tests serve as more than just a hurdle to clear—they’re a confidence booster. Passing a trade test assures candidates that they have the skills needed to succeed in a foreign job market. This confidence translates into better performance on the job, as they feel equipped and ready to handle the challenges they may face. Furthermore, candidates who pass trade tests have a higher chance of feeling satisfied with their work, as they’re less likely to struggle with unfamiliar tasks or lack the necessary skills.
The University of Cambridge’s 2023 Employment Research Study showed that employees who pass skill-specific assessments report 25% higher job satisfaction rates and demonstrate greater commitment to their roles. By giving candidates a chance to prove their skills before placement, we set them up for a smoother transition into their new work environment.
The Future of Trade Testing in Recruitment
As industries evolve and new technologies emerge, trade testing remains a cornerstone of quality recruitment. In the coming years, Aakarshan International plans to integrate digital solutions into trade testing, making it even easier to assess candidates’ skills accurately and efficiently. We are exploring options like virtual simulations for certain skill-based roles, allowing candidates to demonstrate their abilities remotely when necessary.
Studies show that digital assessments, when paired with hands-on tests, enhance candidate performance predictions by up to 20%. By staying ahead of industry trends and incorporating the latest advancements, Aakarshan International is committed to providing clients with an even more robust and future-ready recruitment process.
Final Thoughts
Trade testing is a powerful tool that enables Aakarshan International to maintain the highest standards in international recruitment. By accurately evaluating candidates’ skills, trade tests ensure that our clients receive reliable, competent employees who are ready to contribute from day one. For candidates, trade tests offer an opportunity to showcase their expertise and gain confidence, making their transition to international roles smoother and more successful.
At Aakarshan International Pvt. Ltd., we believe that trade tests are not just a step in the recruitment process—they’re a cornerstone of quality, trust, and long-term success for both our clients and candidates. As we look to the future, we’re excited to continue raising the bar in recruitment standards, ensuring that quality talent meets quality employers worldwide.
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