#High-performance waxer

[nishthasharmaa]

A Power Waxer is a must-have tool for anyone who wants to maintain the shine and durability of their hardwood or commercial floors. It is a heavy-duty electric floor waxing machine that is designed to make the waxing process faster, easier, and more efficient. The Power Waxer is a professional-grade tool that is perfect for both commercial and residential use.

[trudemaethien]

AO3 First Lines

rules: post the first lines of your last 10 fics posted to AO3. if you have less than 10 fics posted, post the first lines of all your fics. (I have omitted some works for various reasons.)

open-tag from @nottonyharrison got me started and tag from @the-bees-patella got my ass in gear to finish, i just had to add the newest and delete the oldest 😊

“My Reserve Training Corps cadets are highly trained and perform on the same level as all you prestigious Republic Military Academy cadets, so if you think your education or credentials set you above, get that idea out of your head right now. We’re on the same team here, and that means no one gets special treatment.”

“Heyo, look what the tide washed up,” says a smugly cheerful voice Waxer had been worried he might never hear again. He whirls, legs tangling in the rungs of the bar stool in his haste.

At the unprecedented ID code on the incoming call, Kix sits up straight. “Commander Colt! To what do I owe the honor, sir?”

“Fi,” Ordo’s voice calls, as Fi passes his door, ajar as it usually isn’t. Fi stops in his tracks.

Maze only really came onto his radar after Dha Werda Verda. Ordo had complained about RGSOC obliquely before, generally, as regs or GAR bureaucracy. Jaing always thought it was a damn waste to stick an ARC into an office.

Etain’s feet touched down on Qiiluran soil once again, giving her the disconcerting sensation of homecoming, but a micron out of alignment.

“Lieutenant Law, Execute Order 66.”

Fox’s boot tapped the mosaic floor of the Jedi temple as he dismounted the speeder. All was still, tension strung, visibility low. He couldn’t hear any sounds of violence, so it was a fifty-fifty chance, they were either early enough or far too late.

“Are we going to have a problem here, gentlemen?” General Kenobi asks, looking between the two clone officers with a slight, amused smile.

Down on the lower levels, low enough that people didn’t ask too many questions, but still high enough to support a mostly human and humanoid population, there were places. Not approved, tourist-trap places like 79’s, which the public and all the surface knew about, but places that every brother knew, and plenty more people who knew but wouldn’t flap their lingual anatomy about.

tagging sans coercion: @elthadriel @kaasknot @chemicaljude @ionfusionpunk @hidingaway1995 @coinin

[beautyboutiquedarwin]

How to Perform Brazilian Wax : Steps You Must Need to Know

Men and women in the US have pubic hair rituals—trim, shave, or wax. The Brazilian waxing Darwin is the most comprehensive personal hygiene method since it removes every hair in your vaginal area. Before committing to one, ensure you understand a Brazilian wax's benefits and drawbacks. 

What is a Brazilian Wax? 

One can't get more radical than a Brazilian wax when removing pubic hair. A Brazilian waxing Darwin involves shaving the entire pubic region, including the vulva and the mons pubis (the rounded patch of skin atop the genitalia). The pubic hairs that emerge on the thighs or ascend towards the belly button are also shaved off. 

A bikini wax, another common choice, focuses solely on the removal of pubic hairs that lie outside of the knickers or bikini line. Choose this if you want to keep most of the hair on your mons pubis and vulva.

How to Prepare for a Brazilian Wax

You can do things before your Brazilian waxing Darwin appointment to make it more comfortable. For example: 

Trimming your hair:  

Waxing works best on quarter-to-three-quarter-inch hair. Cut it if it's longer. You might want to wait a little longer if it hasn't grown to at least a quarter of an inch yet.  

Scrubbing your genital region: 

While ingrown hairs can be avoided to some extent by properly exfoliating the skin before waxing, they nevertheless occur occasionally. 

Taking a pain reliever: 

Take ibuprofen or paracetamol 30 minutes before your session to reduce pain. The swelling and soreness should subside as a result.

How Is a Brazilian Wax Performed? 

Like all others, the Brazilian waxing Darwin method employs wax's singular qualities to pull hair out by the follicle. You can use warm or cold wax for this. Most likely, your waxer or salon will stick to a single method. If you have a strong preference, you should express that while making your appointment.  

The basic steps to a Brazilian Wax: 

Brazilian waxing Darwin is the application of a thin layer of wax to the region where hair removal is desired.

Your hair will be encased in wax and held in place securely.

After applying wax to an area, a strip of waxing paper is placed over it and squeezed lightly so the wax sticks to the paper; then, the paper is pulled off in one swift motion, removing the hair with it.

The waxer removes the hair from your pubic area one strip at a time.

It takes 3-4 weeks to regenerate hair. You can then restart.

When Should a Waxing Appointment be Rescheduled? 

Due to its nature, this operation is only sometimes advised. Waxing Darwin after a genital sunburn is painful and destructive. If you've used the acne medication isotretinoin in the past six months, you should also wait to wax. The two together can result in irreversible damage. 

Conclusion

LYCON wax, created in Australia in 1978, is what they use at Beauty Boutique Darwin. It is the preferred wax in luxury spas and salons in more than 90 countries. It's made with high-quality ingredients like natural resins, beeswax, and aromatic essential oils. They went with LYCON because it effectively removes coarse hair as short as 1mm while being gentle enough for delicate skin and giving you the smooth, hair-free skin you've always wanted.

Also Read:

Incredible Tips for How to Find a Beauty Salon in Darwin!

A Comprehensive Guide to Eyebrow Tinting You Need to Know!

[mwolf0epsilon]

I love the idea that every clone battalion has their own little thing that's sacred to them, and then there's the commandos who have a fight club and see another commando and just point and scream at each other for no reason. That's peak sibling energy right there.

Ok but the one thing I keep imagining, is the absolute culture clash that the Retirement Roommates are confronted with, when they first start bunking with each other.

Can you imagine how confusing it is to Rex and Wolffe that Gregor doesn't really seem to have a tradition of his own? Nothing that really differentiates his old squad from another?

Sure they've heard stories that the Commandos did things differently, but they are used to seeing other clones performing their own little rituals. It's second nature to them!

They're used to seeing or hearing stories of Cody's men with an assortment of stray animals they took pity on during a mission (they know Waxer and Boil got adopted by a kid once, and everyone knows the 212th loved to care for Obi Wan's varactyl, Boga). They know how Monnk's men whisper their secrets for only the ocean waves to hear, be they prayers of good fortune, or regrets of words unsaid (the sea giveth and the sea taketh all, especially brothers lost to bloody battles that sunk deep into the abyss to be consumed). They have even heard that Bly's men favour gifting each other handmade trinkets as good luck charms, when they know a particularly perilous mission is ahead of them (when there is no body to send off, the trinkets left behind are vessels to the great march beyond).

They know their own traditions... So they find it awfully lonely that Gregor has nothing to cling to, to bring him a sense of comfort. Rex's mourning rituals, and Wolffe's Haka dance are ways for them to remember their brothers by.

Until one day, they happen to find a group of runaway commandos that are passing by...

The light of recognition in their eyes. The absolute merriment as they point at each other, scream to the high heavens and rush to physically collide and roll around in a mockery of a fight. The absolute energy of it is both intoxicating, and a bit of a wakeup call.

Gregor has a tradition. It's in how he acts around Rex and Wolffe. How full of energy he is (energy they can't quite match but that he takes in stride anyway). How eager to bump shoulders he is, how the prospect of a fight or joopa hunt is something to be shared with his two CT brothers. How, sometimes, when both are being idiots he'll wrangle them like they're rowdy cadets all over again.

Gregor is very physical and that's his culture. The Commando way. And honestly it's the easiest thing for him to share and relish in.

[soclonely]

Clones as some controversial or unpopular opinions you have, serious or funny ones!

I'll do a little mix of both, as a treat! **These are all my personal opinions**

Rex- Butter belongs at room temperature Echo- Steak should be served rare or medium rare Fives- All businesses should have employee only bathrooms that the manager is in charge of cleaning. The workers clean the customers, so its only fair the manager cleans theirs. Jesse- Dogs Rule, Cats Drool (metaphorically ofc. Duke soaks my floor after coming in from his walk) Kix- Pineapple belongs on pizza Tup- In high school, Gym should not be mandatory, however cooking and classic home ec or basic life skills classes should be. Dogma- Stop pressuring women into getting married and having kids because society deems it necessary. Let them choose their own paths Hardcase- The only good cup of tea is one with a lot of ice and a lot of sugar added (just kidding i like all but nothing beats sweet iced tea) Coric-Vegetables are better than dessert Bly- Some people are chasing love so much right now, that they forgt to learn to love and "date" themselves 99- State testing is a fucking sham way for schools to get money. Literally all you work on in elementary on is StAtE tEsTiNg PrEp and "oh do your best because this tests results is a grade for your teachers performance AND the schools!" How about you use a students overall grades at the end of the year and success rate over time? I come from Oklahoma City School districts where currently 60-70% of our schools are scab teachers because of protesting. This means that the current teachers teaching in their place are not fully qualified to teach them long term. My nephew has had 4 teachers this year! What about students with testing anxiety? What about them? Cody- Also teacher should be paid more. TF is this $22,000 a year my best friend is paid, with 7 years of experience? Waxer/Boil- Also everyone deserves a right to an education Wolffe- Trade school should be encouraged more. I am so tired of seeing as a society of people feeling pressured to go to college. Trade school is a fantastic alternative if there is nothing interesting for you at college. A majority of people who I know that dropped out after the first year said they only went for the experience. Its over glorified in movies and in school and we need to start admitting its not for everyone and thats okay! Boost/Sinker- The best music you will hear are the opening and closing songs for nearly any anime. Hunter- JarJar is hella sexy Wrecker- If you can't respect someone else's religion, beliefs (minus asshole nazi, terfs, and any other clearly toxic scenarios), life style choices, or existence than YOU are the problem. Tech- The biggest waste of money in my life was every school dance I went to and bought a dress for. I barely remember any details from prom, homecoming, or any of that. Crosshair- I love drinking pickle juice, love it iced, and love it in alcohol. Omega- There should be a mandatory retirement age for people working in the government, especially representatives of the people. Howzer- A woman shouldn't have to have her husband present in the room when talking to her doctor about birth control. My friend had to have her husband sign off a paper with his "knowledge" that she was getting a hysterectomy. Fucking bullshit no one has a say about my body but ME. Fox- Imperialism sucks so why are we still fucking doing it guys? Gregor- I can never give up on human kind no matter how shitty some people are. Earth has beauty, different cultures to explore, people to meet, and many amazing discoveries to uncover. There is more good than bad and we need to start embracing that.

[eyayah-oya]

I’ll Hold You Tight, Now and Forever

Waxer/Boil Rating: G Inspired by @cacodaemonia latest artwork

           Waxer loved mornings.  He loved waking up and getting to see the sun rise and he loved breathing in the fresh, crisp air as he went on his morning run.  Even the cold mornings filled him with a quiet joy that he’d so rarely felt before in his life.  Maybe it was the idea of new beginnings or fresh starts.  Maybe it was the way morning always invigorated him. Part of the reason Waxer loved mornings was definitely the way Boil always grumbled, his hair an absolute mess until he managed to wake up enough to get ready for the day.  Sleepy Boil was always clingier in the mornings, and Waxer never hesitated to let him cuddle in the mornings.

           Still, there was a lot to do today.  The entire town of Nabat had volunteered to help Waxer and Boil plan their big day, which was more than welcome since nearly a hundred vod’e were arriving throughout the day.  Cody and Obi-Wan would be first, as they had volunteered to help set everything up and organize sleeping space for all of the visitors.  If anyone was qualified to handle the logistics for a group that large, it was former High General Kenobi and Marshall Commander Cody.

           With a yawn, Waxer stretched and reluctantly untangled himself from Boil’s warmth.  Boil would need to get up soon, but it didn’t hurt to let him sleep in for a little while longer.  Since the war ended, he took the time to sleep in as often as possible and could be as grumpy as Commander Cody without caf in the mornings.  It was ridiculously adorable, not that Waxer would ever say that out loud.

           Waxer leaned over and gently kissed Boil on the forehead and then got dressed in his favorite sweater.  Numa’s aunt had made it for him when they first arrived on Ryloth, and it was the softest, warmest thing he’d ever owned.  Once he’d gone to the refresher and brushed his teeth, Waxer walked up the stairs and into the kitchen where he immediately set about making a pot of caf and some breakfast.  (Waxer was quite proud of the fact that he had finally managed to learn how to make a few meals for Boil.  He didn’t really care what he ate, but Boil loved how food tasted.  It was important that Waxer knew how to make at least a couple of things that were tasty.)

           As he moved around the kitchen, Waxer hummed the song that they’d been learning over the past few weeks just for today.  Apparently, it was an important tradition for the Twi’leks. Waxer just felt honored that they considered the two of them close enough to be allowed to perform the kind of ceremony that Twi’leks held in such reverence.

           “Is that caf?” Boil’s grumpy voice called from the stairwell.

           “Yup.  It’s nearly done, and so is breakfast.”  Waxer set two plates of flat cakes drizzled in a sweet fruit sauce on the table just as the caf maker chimed.  He turned to retrieve two mugs from the cupboard, only for Boil to come up behind him and wrap him in a warm hug.  Boil slowly ran his palms up and down Waxer’s arms, soothing and perfectly warm.  He couldn’t help but lean back against Boil’s chest, melting at the soft, tender intimacy of the moment.

           “Morning,” Boil rumbled as he pressed his nose against Waxer’s shoulder.

           “Good morning,” Waxer said with a soft smile.  “Made flat cakes.  They’re on the table with that syrup that Numa likes so much.”

           Boil merely hummed and squeezed him a little tighter. Waxer turned his head just enough to brush his lips against his temple.  Not many people got to see Boil this affectionate or vulnerable, especially in the mornings, and Waxer treasured every second he got to spend with him.

           “Do you want your caf?” he asked, reaching up to comb his fingers through Boil’s hair, messy from sleep.  Boil allowed the touch, melted into it even, as he nuzzled Waxer’s shoulder.  He wrapped one arm around his waist, while the other rested on Waxer’s hip, drawing him closer and half-turning him towards Boil.

           “Later.  Just wanna hold you a bit longer.”

           Waxer could only smile and revel in the close contact. They wouldn’t have any time to be alone together until that night once Numa and her aunt and uncle arrived.  They needed to savor the quiet while it lasted.

           It was moments like this that Waxer had come to treasure the most since the war ended.  Never had he expected to be able to stand in a kitchen he owned along with Boil, swaying gently as Waxer hummed quietly.  They got to see Numa every day and had found a family with her aunt and uncle and the rest of Nabat.  And later today, Waxer and Boil would get married in front of their new family and their old one using both Mandalorian and Twi’leki traditions.

           “Are you ready for today?” Waxer asked once he finished humming the traditional wedding dance.

           Boil reached up and pulled Waxer’s hand from his hair, tender and caring and so full of love that sometimes, Waxer thought he might cry from it all.  With a lingering kiss on his shoulder, Boil raised his head and pressed their temples together. “Absolutely.  Do you think Numa will agree to add a little charm representing her to our Kalikori?”

           “I hope so.  Nilim said she would be “indescribably happy” and would probably “jump off the walls in her excitement”, so I think she will,” Waxer answered, attempting to mimic Nilim Bril’s voice as he quoted Numa’s uncle.

           Boil snorted, though whether he was amused at Waxer’s impersonation or the very adorable image of Numa vibrating in place as she attempted to think of something to add to their kalikori, Waxer didn’t know. Nor did it really matter.  All that mattered was that Numa had convinced Waxer and Boil to get married and the day had finally arrived.

           “Did you ever imagine that we could have this?” Waxer asked after a moment of simply being.

           “We’re clones, Wax.  I wasn’t sure we would even make it to the end of the war.  But when you talked about wanting colored pillows and a tooka and to see Numa again, I started to want it just as much as you did. The wedding stuff came outta nowhere, though.”

           Waxer laughed.  As clones, weddings had never been an option, so they’d never even thought about getting married when they’d finally been recognized as citizens and given the same rights as everyone else in the Republic.  Not until Numa asked if he and Boil were married and then promptly began to plan their wedding when they said they weren’t.  There was no stopping Numa, and he and Boil weren’t even going to try.  Besides, the ceremony would be touching if what Numa’s aunt said was true.  And it was always nice to see Cody and Obi-Wan and countless others.

           Turning fully in Boil’s arms, Waxer kissed Boil, lips still curved with joy-filled laughter.  He pulled away and bullied his soon-to-be husband over to the table.  “Eat up.  The flat cakes are probably cold by now.”  Waxer filled their mugs with caf, fixed perfectly to their tastes, and sat down across from Boil.

           Before they could start eating in earnest, Waxer reached across the table and squeezed Boil’s hand.  “I’m glad we’re getting married,” he said softly.

           Boil returned the squeeze and there was a soft look in his eyes that never failed to make Waxer melt into a puddle.  “I’m glad, too.  We would have been together anyway, but this somehow makes everything seem more real.”

           “More like we’re people and can have a chance at a peaceful, normal life,” Waxer nodded.

           A knock thundered through their small house, and Waxer immediately got up to go let in Numa, her aunt, and half the town elders. He murmured a soft “I love you” against the side of Boil’s head as he passed, and then their day went from peaceful to chaotic in preparation for their wedding.  Waxer couldn’t help but beam.

             (A newly fashioned kalikori sat on their bedside table, two small pieces of armor hung from the arms.  One had a stylized Kom’rk class Mandalorian fighter painted, with the rest of Boil’s batchmates’ names etched around the design.  Waxer had added his own batchmates and the various squadmates they’d lost over the years.  Men they’d gotten close to and considered brothers.  Connected to both pieces of armor and dangling below was a tiny tooka charm, painted the same shade of green as Numa’s skin.  A perfect representation of Waxer and Boil’s family, past, present, and future.)

[alderaani]

Embers

summary: After Umbara, Boil learns how to endure, and how to reclaim pieces of his brothers marching on | AO3 | series

warnings: canonical character death, grief, animal injury + mentions of animal death (completely not explicit, on the level of canon-typical violence).

a/n: finally another part of my 100 clone prompts - the rest of the series is linked above! i know there’s not much in canon to support Waxer being an animal lover, but i wanted to give Gree a friend to nerd out with and it’s cute. also gotta pay homage to @nibeul’s wonderful art here - while I wasn’t consciously inspired by it, it hits on v similar themes and is just beautiful like...that image of waxer holding up numa lives in my head rent free.

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Insects swirled in a halo around his helmet. They swarmed around the seams of his blacks, too, attracted to the small beads of sweat there, to the tiny strips of flesh he couldn’t quite cover. The rising bites itched, rubbing where the edge of his vambraces met fabric, and the buzzing was enough to drive a man mad. Boil sighed, brushing them off half-heartedly and watching them billow angrily away. They’d be back. They always were.

In the reprieve, he fumbled at his belt for the viewfinders hooked there and brought them to his visor. As he spun the dial to within half a klik so that he could search the undergrowth, his thumb settled in the comforting groove where Waxer had dropped them and chipped the plastoid. He worried at it with his nail while he scanned, frowning.

It was too still.

Too quiet.

Had been in his head for weeks now, verging on a month, and he was still waiting to feel something other than crippling emptiness. There weren’t any dreams any more, none except for the oldest one they all pretended not to have; levelling a blaster against Kenobi’s head and pulling the trigger. Even that didn’t feel like the nightmare it used to.

Eventually he lowered the viewfinder, feeling the hair stand up on the back of his neck at the stifled sound of his own breath in the dense air. A faint, humid breeze stirred the leaves, sending a cloud of thick yellow pollen up towards the canopy. Boil blinked to bring up the filter diagnostic on his HUD, keeping his belly low to the ground to avoid the stuff as it drifted lazily overhead.

“Kid, you doin’ alright out there?”

He listened to the static hum of the comm line for a few moments, biting back the panic that crawled up the back of his throat when it dragged on just a beat too long.

“Apart from gettin’ gnawed on by the bugs? Just grand, Sir.”

Potshot sounded a little winded, but that was probably just the heat. Blacks self-regulated temperature, but only to the extent that they made sure you sweated evenly. It never used to be quite so bad; that had been the one thing Phase 1 armour had going for it, for all it was bulkier and less adaptable to varied terrain. He supposed the Republic had had to cut costs somewhere. Waxer would’ve been whining by now that his ass was so hot they could light a flare off it. Potshot was young enough that he’d never known any different.

“Good, you see anything?” Boil grunted, pinging his location anyway. There was no real reason for it; Potshot might’ve still been green but he wasn’t stupid, and he’d done well to keep up so far. Boil could stand being self aware enough to acknowledge that he hadn’t been the most welcoming, or the most patient with the new partner he’d never wanted. He wouldn’t have had any right to be overbearing now, but it was for his own comfort, however small and bittersweet.

“Nothin’ at all. That seem odd to you too?” Potshot said, as the surveillance holos he’d taken popped up. Boil flipped through them, earmarking a couple to show him how to improve the angle later. The important shit was all there - enough to confirm what he’d already suspected. No birds, no creatures, no fresh droppings.

Just the bugs, and the trees, and them.

“Yeah, it’s odd alright. Think we’ve found what the general’s looking for.”

Boil felt pressure around his right boot and turned, vibroblade in hand, to stab into the fleshy vine knotting round it. It writhed and retreated, leaving behind pitted, smoking trails where acid had started eating into the plastoid. He registered the damage with a dull sort of annoyance. It was something else to take care of later, a way to look busy and shape the silence. It would fend off the others and their offers of company, made out of pity he couldn’t bear to look at.

“Really? What’re you seein’, boss?” Potshot asked.

Boil glanced upwards to track the position of the sun; high, almost directly overhead. At the peak of the day this place should have been teeming. Instead the only tracks he’d found had been baked solid, and this wasn’t the shocked quiet that followed a stampede. It was stagnant, aging.

“This forest is in the centre of an old super-volcanic crater, right?” he asked, not waiting for a response. It had been in the mission dossier, alongside profiles of the flesh eating plants, the deadly pollen and the venomous creatures, all of it fenced into the sloped, unforgiving bowl of the terrain. It was the kind of forest that stuck in the mind. “And we know that something has driven the wildlife away.”

Potshot hummed, the comm muffling for a second as he shifted. It took a moment of bitter disappointment coiling in Boil’s belly for him to realise that he’d been waiting for a sharp quip that wasn’t coming. He swallowed thickly, wondering how it was possible to feel so wrongfooted while lying down. If he’d ever find his balance again. If he ever wanted to feel whole now that such a fundamental piece was missing.

Potshot groaned suddenly. “Kriff it, the factories we’re looking for are underground, aren’t they?”

Boil forced a chuckle, choking past the self hatred clawing up through his lungs. The kid deserved better, deserved a superior who didn’t constantly treat him like a ghost.

“That’s it, kid. Just like the simulations, eh?”

Potshot laughed, the easy sound making Boil’s throat seize in longing so strong his teeth ached. Waxer would’ve loved him, and that made it all the worse.

“Hardly. What do we do next?”

“Alright,” Boil said, lifting the viewfinder for one last look at where he could see slight fog rising through the trees. “You get your ass back to forward command and debrief the General, I’m heading in for a closer look.”

“ What? But - Sir! We’re supposed to be working as a team. I can’t leave you -”

“Sometimes working as a team means you do your duty and trust the others to do theirs.” He cut in, keeping his voice steady by force of will. Sometimes, it meant carrying on alone. Boil clipped the viewfinder back into place and prepared to move, even as Potshot continued protesting. Boil didn’t answer for long enough that silence fell on the line.

“...am I not performing to the standard expected, Sir?”

Potshot’s voice was soft, all vulnerable underbelly. Still so shiny, and Boil remembered feeling like that, like there was still a scorecard constantly on his forehead.

“No - kid -” Boil sighed, dropping his head forward. He’d never learned how to be gentle - it hadn’t ever come naturally, and there had been no reason to lose his sharp edges when Waxer had always been there to foil them for him. He felt sharper now than ever, full of shards that didn’t sit right, and fished among the pieces for something his brother might have said. “I trust you to have my back. You’re doing everything right. But...sometimes we’ve gotta think of the mission. We need more proof before we can move in, but the two of us get caught, command loses what we already know.”

“Can’t we just send a comm?” Potshot asked, his voice still tight and hurt sounding and he was fucking this up, shouldn’t have been trusted to try to fix himself without breaking everyone else wide open in the process.

“Don’t trust it not to get intercepted,” Boil said, which was only half a lie, and would have made Cody scoff at the back to front over-caution. “And it don’t all fit in a comm. They’ll need everything you can remember to plan the advance.”

Potshot sighed, but when he spoke again his voice was looser. “...Yes, Sir. I won’t let you down.”

“I know you won’t,” Boil said, feeling his own chest lighten. “If you don’t hear from me by 1100 then raise me on the priority channel.”

He listened until Potshot had stated a reluctant affirmative and clicked off the line, then bellied out of the undergrowth and headed further in, to the epicentre of the unnatural quiet. He liked the way his mind went silent on recon, how everything else fell away. It wasn’t quite the same, tilted just a little off axis, but similar enough to when it had been Waxer at his six that if he didn’t think about it, he could almost trick himself into believing nothing had changed.

Plus, the space was good, just for a few minutes, where he didn't have to pretend for anyone.

It was a quiet journey, for the most part, punctuated only by the steps he couldn’t quite muffle. His thoughts were broken some time later when he suddenly heard it; the distant mechanical boom of something deep underground. He quickened his pace, following the vibrations until the earth under his feet grew hot, the air shimmering unnaturally in front of him. It had been like this at Point Rain, when the sand baked and glinted, glass-like, under the blaze of the overhead sun. If he hadn’t known the super-volcano was very thoroughly extinct, he could have kidded himself that it was just the geothermal energy of magma moving close to the surface. A clever disguise. But not clever enough.

The ground sloped ever downwards the further into the bowl he got. He watched where he placed his feet as it grew rockier, stones and small craters acting like pitfall traps concealed by the moss. Boil pinged his scanner every minute, searching for Seppie probes as the terrain tapered, falling away into a green-rimmed yawning abyss. Set into the centre of it was a huge grate, the source of the searing air. Here were the factories they’d been looking for, exactly where he’d suspected. It was a muted sort of satisfaction.

He crouched at the edge of the drop, taking holos and transmitting them directly to the Commander’s HUD. Then he checked his chrono and sent an unapologetic follow up that he’d be late to rendezvous, seeing that 1100 was about to come and go. Then he minimised the comms on his HUD to flash for priority only; he’d get bollocked for being late sooner or later, but he figured it would be novel to have it fully in person.

Finally he turned, ready to start the rapid scale back towards the 212th's forward camp, when he registered a low, keening whine.

His blaster was in his hands within a moment, trained at the knee-high leaves. The sound came again, higher this time, followed by laboured panting.

He gently brushed aside some of the foliage with his blaster barrel. Dark eyes stared at him from between the leaves. They both froze. It was some sort of animal, obviously; a mammal, probably a predator. It was small too, with paws too large for its scrawny body and a dark, downy fur that rippled with every laboured breath.

Sharp teeth. A narrow muzzle. A long, whip-like tail.

A vornskr, Boil thought, and hated how readily the identification came, how readily he tensed in anticipation of the inevitable Boil can you see - do you know how rare -

He shook the memories away, of Waxer leaning precariously over the top bunk to wave some manual Commander Gree had sent him in his face, bleating about some animal or species that Boil couldn’t pronounce. In the present the vornskr pup cowered away from him, pushing backwards on thin, spindly legs. Deceptively powerful though, he’d bet.

The creature let out another whine and stumbled, an odd abortive movement. Boil pressed more of the leaves away to get a better look and swore when he saw the brutal metal trap closed around one of its small hind legs, paring down to bone. His blaster was up and trained on the thing before he thought much about it. Better to shoot it, put it out of its misery, than prolong its suffering. It was what they did as part of the cleanup sometimes; wildlife was usually pretty good at getting out of the active battlefronts, but there were always stragglers. The too old or the too young, mostly.

Creatures like this one.

The vornskr stilled, staring at him with those big, wide eyes as if it knew exactly what he was thinking. Boil swallowed. Waxer wouldn’t have let him shoot it. Waxer also wasn’t here now to stop him, but Boil felt his arm lower all the same, just a few inches before he pulled the trigger. The vornskr yelped as the trap hinges came apart in two neat halves and immediately tried to run. It didn’t get very far before it collapsed, panting again.

Boil sighed and shook his head, holstering his blaster across his back.

“That was a stupid thing to do,” he tsked, shuffling closer.

He kept half an eye on the tail, remembering something about it being venomous. While being high off his ass on some unknown substance had the potential to make Cody’s dressing down more interesting, it might also kill him before he got there.

The vornskr growled as he leaned over it, baring needle sharp teeth, and made a snap at him when Boil reached out.

“Ah, give over,” he muttered, batting the attempt away. The little body was light in his hands as he lifted it, careful to let the injured leg hang out as he folded it into his chest. The vornskr made an odd, throaty sound and shifted, almost experimental. Then it huffed, and after a pause laid its head across his vambrace.

Boil rolled his eyes at the display, setting off towards forward command as soon as he was halfway sure he wasn’t in danger of losing a finger.

It was...nice, to have that little body cradled to him, reminiscent of better occasions when Waxer just had to stick his nose into every curious happening and inevitably adopted some struggling lifeform. However much Boil had complained, it had never steered them wrong.

When he got back to command it was to find Cody pacing the perimeter, Potshot perched on a crate nearby. The Commander’s bucket was under his arm. Boil winced. With Cody that was never an accident - usually so he could get the full weight of a glare in, the excavating kind he’d learned from Kenobi and then weaponised so that it pierced straight down to bone.

“Boss!” Potshot exclaimed, pushing off his seat. “You made it!”

“What time d’you call this?” Cody demanded, stalking over. “I was about to -”

Cody stopped short, gaze dropping to the furry bundle against Boil’s breastplate. Something in his expression softened and Boil felt in his heart, panicking as a lump rose in his throat.

“What’s that?” Cody asked.

Boil let his gaze slide downwards to a point far beyond, where two troopers were fighting over a tarp.

“Found it in a trap,” he said, his voice ragged. “Couldn’t - couldn’t let it die.”

He flicked his eyes back to Cody’s face and breathed through the grief and understanding he found there. Cody stepped forward and clasped Boil’s elbow.

“I’m sure Tranq will be able to do something for it.” A little upturn crept into the line of Cody’s lips. “Debrief in fifteen.”

Boil nodded and broke away, tipping his head to Potshot before clearing his throat roughly and popping his bucket off one-handed as he made his way to the medtent. The sun was warm on his face here, the air lighter. A butterfly flew lazily past and the vornskr lifted its head, tracking the motion with large, interested eyes.

Boil smiled, hoisting his bucket under one arm and daring to touch the creature's head with his freed hand. It wouldn’t ever bring Waxer back, but it meant something that this little life continued, because of the choices his brother would have made and all that he had been. Like the phantom touch of the sun still lingering in cooling earth.

It wouldn’t ever be enough. But, perhaps, it was just the right amount to cling onto.

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Press: Elizabeth Olsen’s 20/21 Vision

The Marvel star takes us inside her transformation to a new kind of hero

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  GRAZIA: Elizabeth Olsen is a trooper. We are in a field in Surrey on the outskirts of the Marvel studios; it’s a biting minus one and she is standing in a Chanel broderie anglaise sundress and increasingly soggy UGG boots. Her feline cheekbones face skywards, but Olsen is slowly sinking into the mud, trilling out high notes to keep herself warm (possibly distracted) and of course with spirits high. “It was the wind I think, that was worse than the sideways rain,” she jokes as we trundle back to the soundstage hangar that we are using as a studio. It’s the kind of moment that could go viral on Instagram, that is, if Olsen were on social media. Yet one of the biggest stars of our current cultural moment is completely offline – and that surprising fact might just be the least interesting thing about her. If anything, it is a sign of how Olsen has come into her own as a confident, decisive star with the power to create her own universe.

On the cusp of her 32nd birthday, Olsen is fastidious and professional, yes, but also bright, engaging, creative, and collaborative. Born and raised in the California sunshine, she is surprisingly at ease in the blustery conditions that deluge the English countryside in late January – or, it’s that she’s very good at acting. “It was one of the ugliest days of this winter – just hilarious – but I knew we wanted the shot,” the 31-year-old actress says.

Since October, Olsen’s been living in the leafy British countryside with her “man-guy-partner,” musician Robbie Arnett, just a short drive to the Surrey compound where Doctor Strange is being filmed. It’s a closed set, masked in secrecy as much as the socially distanced masked crew dotted all over the 200-acre studio. “It feels right being in a small city right now,” she says.

Indeed, Olsen is a modern-day Renaissance woman. Learned and dedicated to her craft, she studied at New York University’s Tisch School of the Arts, with a semester at the Moscow Art Theatre School studying Stanislavski. (Surely, no matter how much of a genius the Russian theatre master was, he never could have conceived of the Marvel universe.)

Approached with the concept of WandaVision, “I thought it was perfect for television, and a very original idea that made me excited,” Olsen says. Also, she was happy she would get to work with Bettany again: “He’s very precise, like me.”

In many ways, WandaVision is a love letter to the first American television heyday. Olsen, who stayed up late watching Nick at Nite reruns as a child, says it’s a bit of a homecoming in that way. “I was a very hammy, performative child,” she explains. “So, I do think I got to live out some sort of childhood dream doing the show.”

“The highlight was really getting to tell a story about these superhero individuals told in different decades of American sitcoms, trying to match the tone of those sitcoms in order to help orate the story,” she says. “But keep it playful and fun.” Little did she know just how much we’d need that.

Half-filmed pre-pandemic in Atlanta and half post-pandemic in LA – with a six-month hiatus in-between “until all the unions figured out to work safely” – WandaVision was released almost a year into the pandemic. In many ways, it is an artifact of its time: centered upon a yearning for the simplicity of earlier days, yet shot through with the creeping realization that such days may never return, and perhaps never existed to begin with.

Indeed, the weekly story of suburban superheroes Wanda and Vision has played out like a parable of our times: Wanda living in her chosen bubble, her trauma resonating in the world we find ourselves in today. Olsen appreciates a good metaphor, but feels people may be projecting a bit much. “I see Wanda as a victim of extreme trauma, who does not understand how to process it,” she explains. “She has been a human experiment.” (Not to belabor the point, but haven’t we all?)

Being summoned by Marvel is like being called to a parallel universe for an actor: thrilling, yes, but not without a tinge of terror and a dash of the unknown. Six years in, though, it’s become like family in some ways. As a member of two dynasties – Olsen and Marvel – family is key to Olsen. She checks in on her mom (who still lives in California) and, like many American daughters, is researching which vaccine mom should get.

The performative gene runs strong through her family, of course – and no, we don’t mean her sisters. Olsen’s mom was a ballerina. Still, when she first started auditioning, Olsen took special care to carve her own path – one far from Full House. “Nepotism is a thing and I’m very aware of it,” she says. “And of course, I’ve always wanted to do it alone.” She did just that, her acting credentials consistently rising as her sister’s cemented their fashion kudos. Olsen bears a noticeable resemblance to her fashion-designer older sisters and her sartorial DNA is similarly low-key. She loves The Row (of course) and NYC label Khaite’s denim and cashmere.

For Olsen, her day job is like playing dress-up. This time around, she walked away from WandaVision with the girdle worn underneath her 50s wedding dress, laughing, “I mean, to have a custom undergarment like that, I felt like it was necessary!” Her WandaVision co-star, Kathryn Hahn, also became her shopping cohort when filming.

“She’s dangerous!” Olsen says. “She has the most exquisite, minimal but expensive taste.” It was Hahn who led Olsen to the independent boutique where she found the belted Julia Jentzsch trench that she wore to our shoot.

At the rail of samples compiled by the stylist, Olsen gravitates towards a spacious linen boilersuit and longline cashmere cardigan. Has she always been a tomboy, I ask? “I think I felt uncomfortable being a child being told they were pretty,” she says of her early auditions at age 10, adding that her love of ballet and musical theater could leave her “feeling exposed” at a young age.

Speaking of over-exposure, Olsen is distinctly offline in a time when so many are defined by their social media presence. Among celebrities and regular digital citizens, the perfect balance of online and off is up for debate, but Olsen is clear: social media saturation is a choice for all of us, and everyone needs to draw their own boundaries.

“It has to be a personal decision, right?” she begins. “So, my opinion has nothing to do with what anyone else does or doesn’t do with it.” Her own journey began when she momentarily dabbled with Instagram (since deleted), while filming Ingrid Goes West, director Matt Spicer’s frightening and funny debut feature about a social stalker, co-starring Aubrey Plaza.

Up until that time, she says, “I had never touched it before. I thought, ‘This is an interesting social experiment for myself, to see if it is a good source to talk about charities or a good source to talk about small projects, or to share something goofier about myself.’ But I think at the end of the day, what I discovered was one, I’m really bad at creating a perceived identity!”

“I didn’t find it very organic to who I am as a person,” she continues. “I found some joy in putting up silly videos, but I think the main reason I stopped – not I think, I know the main reason why I stopped – was because of the organization in my brain.”

“Lots of horrible things happen all the time. Or, lots of great things happen all the time. Whether it’s something terrifying, like a natural disaster or a school shooting or a death, there are so many things that happen, and I love processing information. I love reading articles. I love listening to podcasts. I love communicating about things that are happening in the world to people around me. And what I don’t love is that my brain organization was saying, ‘Should I post about this?’ That seemed very unhealthy ….”

“And to then contribute to these platitudes that I don’t really love, you have to subscribe to two different ways of thinking,” she says. “So, I didn’t like that, and there was a lot of it that was just bothering me for my own sake of what value systems I have.”

That’s not to say that there’s any inherent value system – pro or con – in using Instagram. Olsen is clear that like any other method of expression, it’s up to the individual to use it as they see fit. “I do see a use of it and how you can use it well for work,” she says. “But I don’t think that I would like to use that tool to promote myself.”

She’s private for a millennial yes, but not prim. On the photoshoot, lockdown experiences were shared, and Olsen recounted her (hilarious) first at-home bikini wax: banishing her husband upstairs “for an extended chat with his therapist,” her trusted waxer on speed dial, and microwave set to ping! (Yes, Olsen is a trooper, as I mentioned.)

We catch up over Zoom a week later, her hair once again pulled up in a casual topknot, her cashmere turtleneck simmering in a dark claret, and her entire being suffused with covetable understatement. She chats buoyantly against an unexpected backdrop of pirate ship wallpaper in the playroom of a house she shares with Arnett, who proposed with an emerald and diamond ring in 2019.

“We first started to try to make it the gym, but it was so cramped,” she says of the jolly space. The home gym was instead awarded a larger room, where Olsen loves to maintain a varied fitness regime – running, yoga, dancing, more – though after all the intense Marvel filming, she jokes, “maybe it’s time to give up on my body?!” Being comic book fit does sound grueling or “time-consuming fun” as she anoints the “strenuous physical demands.”

Like most of us, she is longing for the spring, but she still takes a regular constitutional walk in a nearby Richmond park, whatever the weather. “The deer are incredible; every time I see them I feel alive,” she says. “We have been lucky to have nature around us in lockdown.” It’s a marked difference from her paparazzi-populated home in the Hills. “They know our walks, where we get coffee, work-out…,” she trails off.

Her haven in Los Angeles is her backyard, complete with a mid-century swimming pool and an edible garden. “It’s crazy the blackberries grow like weeds! I love watching a kid’s first reaction to an edible garden,” she gushes That has been the part of the pandemic travel restrictions she’s found hardest: missing her friend’s children growing up, and others who have been born this past year that she’s yet to meet. They will no doubt all be treated to her homemade blackberry sorbet on her return stateside.

Yet, her time on British soil will likely be prolonged, with a prospective indie commencing filming here when Doctor Strange wraps. Prompted for more detail, her firm charm kicks in. “I can’t jinx it!” she insists. Still, she will share that she’s heavily involved in the creative, and that funding smaller productions in the current climate has been a challenge.

Through it all, Olsen has remained determined and calm. “I feel patience is my superpower. But my weakness also,” she says. “I feel like it gets tested more than others who don’t have a lot of patience. If someone learns you’re easygoing or that you’re relaxed, sometimes it gets taken advantage of.” While she waits for the green light on that film, she is busy producing a new children’s cartoon with Arnett, “about loving and caring for our world,” and has also written a children’s book about to be published by Random House, all while the demands of Marvel life continue to surround her.

Indeed, Olsen is a superhero for the modern age: Multi-hyphenate, but fiercely devoted to the craft that she loves; instantly recognizable, yet thoughtfully protective of her private life; a woman with style, substance, success, and deep rewarding relationships with those around her; focused on a vision of a better world for us all.

Press: Elizabeth Olsen’s 20/21 Vision was originally published on Elizabeth Olsen Source • Your source for everything Elizabeth Olsen

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TWP Chapter 25

The last few days before a large-scale attack were always the shortest. Everyone on board was busy with last minute preparations and tension was always running high. It was hard not to get anxious with the amount of nervousness going around, especially for a force sensitive. It was times like these that I envied the calm my masters were capable of. We were all having fitful, restless nights, I knew it, but even then, Master Kenobi seemed always composed, put together and ready for anything. To be able to hold everyone together by simply being there, solid, reassuring. I admired Master Kenobi for it, because, right then, it seemed like the only thing keeping the 212th in one piece was his composure.

Not that the entire battalion was running around like headless chickens, they were professional, trained soldiers; but the anticipation before a battle brought to light a lot of their coping mechanisms for their anxiety, and some were very obvious about it. Most of them checked the integrity of their armour multiple times a day, others polished their blasters so much they looked like they were freshly manufactured; some called the person they had been seeing while off duty just in case, and others exercised religiously before sleep so that they could actually rest every night. Master Kenobi told me he meditated three times a day, when he woke up, right after lunch and before sleep. I figured that was the secret to his success. As for me, I meditated as well, but I also made sure to call the Pack and Master Plo every night before lights off.

Master Plo had known me long enough to realize I was getting attached to the people around me, he warned me about the possible consequences of that, but he never chastised me for it. Losing them -and some of them I would lose- would be one of the most if not the most painful experience of my life. I knew that, I told him, but shying away from connections for fear of what might happen seemed cowardly to me. He understood, but made it very clear that I would be the only one to blame for the repercussions of my actions. Still, even after he had made his opinion on the matter clear, he continued to listen to my worries and answer my questions. He was patient like that. Master Plo was what every Jedi Master should be, and I was incredibly lucky to have him. He was a father figure, true, but I wouldn't go as far as to compare him to A'Koba. Master Plo was family, a teacher, a guide, and I was as attached to him as I was to the clones, to Ahsoka, and to Master Kenobi.

I had a lot to lose.

…

When I was still in the Jedi Temple, training to be a Padawan, I learned to manage my anxiety by forcing myself to be present in the moment. To do each action with awareness and purpose, to focus my mind on what I was doing and why, and to perform all of it as carefully and meticulously as possible. That habit had followed me onto the battlefield.

I woke the day of the invasion to the sound of my alarm, blinking the sleep from my eyes and rubbing them a little before sitting on my bunk bed. I took a deep breath in and sighed out any trepidation I might have had for the day. I washed my face and brushed my teeth in the refresher before re-braiding the longer strands of hair on the back of my head that hadn't been cut when I became a Padawan. My pale face was a stark contrast against my short black hair, which made it look almost sickly in the fluorescent light of the refresher, but I knew the shadows underneath my eyes were no trick of the light.

I walked back into my quarters and took a moment to look at my new robes. I had been forced to get new ones after Master Kenobi had pointed out how worn out my previous ones had been. Jedi always needed to look their best, it was good for morale, he said. This new set had three layers: the bottom one was the very same deep maroon Master Plo wore, the middle layer was the sandy color of Tusken traditional wear, and the last one was cream, like Master Kenobi's. They were all tied together by my gray utility belt. Next to them there was the armour the 212th had given me, almost new, with only few scratches here and there. I knew more would be added by the end of the mission.

I started dressing myself, putting on my pants first and then the first layer of linen. I dedicated such time and care to each of them it almost felt reverent. I wanted to honor the meaning behind the decision I'd made when choosing each of them. Where I'd come from, where I'd been, where I was. I wanted everything about my outer appearance to reflect who I was on the inside. Yes, I was a Jedi. I was Plo Koon's and Obi-Wan Kenobi's Padawan. I was a member of both the 104th and 212th battalions. But I was also Tusken. I would always be.

I made sure to put Ahsoka's bracelet and the utility belt on properly before getting started on the armor. First went the breast plate, then the shoulder pads, the rerebraces, the elbow pads and vambraces. Next came the boots. I looked at myself in the mirror and for the first time in years was satisfied with what I saw. Yes, that was me. When I was done psyching myself up, I took my gloves and tucked them into my belt before leaving for the mess hall. I would need a good cup of koff for this one.

The mess hall was crowded with clones breaking fast before their morning shift and, if possible, even rowdier than ever. It was normal for troops -I had come to realize- to try and hide their anxiety by being louder than usual. The more lighthearted ones would joke around and try to raise others' spirits, while the more reserved ones kept silent for the most part, only snapping at others when they became too much for them to handle.

Either way, tensions were high, very high. Everyone wanted to get to Felucia and just get the battle started already. If there was anything worse than the silence after a battle, then that was the silence before. The Force moved sluggishly around people about to run into battle, almost sticky with anxiety and fear, weighing on everything and everyone, constricting the chest and overstimulating the mind while freezing the body in place. At least when one was fighting and moving around and desperate to stay alive, things seemed to flow freely.

I took the tray that was given to me and a cup of koff before heading towards one of the empty tables. I didn't mind eating alone, in fact, I had become used to it. Sometimes T.H. or Waxer or Boil, or even Master Kenobi would join me, but for the most part, our schedules didn't really match up, so eating on my own was not a big deal to me. At least in the 212th. I finished my breakfast quickly and after returning the tray I headed for the bridge.

I watched troopers march by on the corridors, moving supplies and gear, putting teams together, going over the plan one last time before the assault. Their faces might have been the same, but they could not have been more different. To force sensitives, being in a star destroyer filled to the brim with clones felt like walking the streets of Coruscant, every life form was unique. And each reacted differently to the tension of a fast approaching battle. They made sure to try their hardest to differentiate themselves from the next clone as well. You could tell a lot by a trooper's armour, hair and tattoos. They were so wildly different, and interacting with them blew my mind every time.

The doors to the bridge slid open with a smooth, quiet swish. The room was alive with chatter from the crew as well as the commanding officers on deck. Cody and Master Kenobi stood amongst plans and holomaps of Felucia, and were discussing something about the southern and northern hemispheres. But they were not alone, Master Skywalker and Captain Rex were there as well -or their holograms were- listening in on what the other two were saying.

"Good morning, gentlemen." I greeted as I came within range of the holotransmiter.

"Ah, Kriari, good to see at least Obi-Wan's Padawan isn't hopeless." Said Master Skywalker. "Ahsoka could learn a thing or two from you."

I chuckled.

"I doubt it, Master. I grew up with her, if she didn't learn to be on time back then, I don't think she ever will."

As if on cue, Ahsoka came into shot a few seconds later, panting like she had run all the way from her quarters to the bridge. She apologized profusely, only to have her master sass her and Obi-Wan shake his head in exasperation. Cody and Rex said nothing, but I knew they found the whole thing amusing. Or at least Rex did, Cody felt kind of tired of the whole thing already.

"Well, now that we have everyone, I think we can start briefing everyone on the plan. Cody?" Said Master Kenobi as he motioned Commander Cody forward.

"We will split our effort into two. We will approach from the southern hemisphere where we have no reports of anti-aircraft weaponry. Once we secure the landing site, we will send out two patrols into the jungle to try and establish a perimeter. One will go east, and the other west." He explained as he pointed at the holomap of Felucia. "Once we are able to secure a big enough perimeter, we should be able to hold it until the occupation fleet arrives."

I stroked at my chin softly as I watched the holo map turn. There were two big Separatist outposts marked, and I didn't want to imagine the amount of droids each could house.

"I think we should be careful going into this one. Getting through the blockade will be hard enough. Even if we don't lose any gunships trying to get through, we might not have enough troops to take that many droids." I said. "I get why we are avoiding the north, but wouldn't it be wiser to send a patrol there to make sure the enemy won't box us in?"

Obi-Wan looked at me and smirked, he seemed satisfied with something I'd said.

"We thought about that, Commander," answered Cody. "We know something is up north, and we can count on them attacking, but we don't know if there is anything to the east or west. You can expect something you know is there, but never something you don't."

I nodded in understanding. Surprises in the battlefield were never pleasant, it was wise to make sure there weren't any.

"I'm guessing Kriari and I are taking the patrols, then." Smiled Ahsoka. "Don't worry, masters, we'll make sure no tinnie gets past us. Right, Kriari?"

I smirked at her and nodded. Not one.

"Well, since we're all settled and briefed on the plan, we should get going." Said Master Skywalker. "Try not to land too far from the landing site, Master. Wouldn't want me and the boys to have to rescue you."

"Careful now, Master Skywalker. Wouldn't want to have to swallow those words of yours now, would you?" I shot back before Obi-Wan could answer.

I thought it had been funny, Master Kenobi and Cody definitely had thought so as well, but Master Skywalker stayed cold, indifferent to my words; for a moment, I thought he hadn't heard me.

"We'll see about that."

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What is Difference Between Using an Epilator and Waxing?

Epilators or Waxing -- Which at-home depilatory process is best for you? Or"That is better?" . Epilators and waxing equally eliminate hair from the origin, so they are similar in their result. However, the practice differs for each. So here is a guide which contrasts epilators versus waxing some critical attributes, such as waxing versus epilator pain or that costs more, which could help you figure out which of the hair removal techniques might work for you.

Compare -- That lasts more

1. Compare -- Price

2. Compare -- Anxiety

3. Assess -- Skill required

An epilator is a electric epilation system that removes hair from the origin. It's a pair of tweezers onto a rotating wheel which immediately eliminates many hairs with every pass of this epilator on skin. There may be anywhere from 20 to 100 tweezers within an epilator, or so the epilator can pull two to 4 days the hair with every brief pass.

Epilators may be plug apparatus or rechargeable battery, for dry use only or for wet/dry that allow you to use them at the shower, also include numerous useful accessories which may decrease the pain.

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Waxing is the procedure of employing a gentle or hard wax skin at the direction of hair growth then taking away the hair from its origins by immediately pulling off the wax. A fantastic excellent wax will deteriorate quickly to the hairs rather than skin, carrying the hairs onto it if it's pulled off. Waxes come in 2 chief consistencies -- gentle wax and hard wax.

Soft wax is your milder version that's eliminated with wax strips made from cotton or recycled paper. Hard wax is thought better for waxing rough hair. It's less tacky and may be pull off since it cools by multiplying the edge of the implemented wax and thus that you don't require any strips to get hard wax depilation.

All waxing also gently exfoliates skin by also removing a coating of the deceased skin cells.

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1. Compare -- That lasts more

Lets assume you have a fantastic waxing procedure and a fantastic excellent epilator and you aren't breaking hairs in the skin and actually are pulling them out from the origin: Hair removal by the epilator or waxing ought to continue both long, which is anywhere from two weeks to 4 months.

However, once you epilate or wax along with the hair grows back , how soon will you wax or epilate? To wax , you are going to want the hair to return into a 1/ 4 of an inch or longer. Otherwise, the wax won't have the ability to hold the hair. On the flip side, a fantastic epilator can catch hairs which are just 1/ 2 of an inch. That means you might epilate sooner.

But some folks might discover that should they epilate hairs as they come , they should epilate more often. Hair grows back in phases, which means you can always have hair growth in. It is likely that throughout your own regrowth, all of the hair which you pulled out did not regrow. That means you might end up epilating more frequently for each time hairs cycle during their stages and return in. With waxing, since you need to wait till hairs achieve a certain period, you might realize that you are ready to eliminate more hairs since hairs have grown back in as you continue removed hair.

So each has its own advantages and disadvantages. Based upon your lifestyle or needs, you could find that one works best for you.

The epilator or waxing triumph on the premise that they continue equally long. However, you are going to have the ability to epilate new expansion sooner than you will have the ability to wax fresh expansion.

2. Compare -- Price

Let's suppose you bought a mid sized best epilator for approximately $100. Epilators are a 1 time purchase and should you take good care of these, you do not need to get replacement heads or alternative parts to get a lifetime. So that's a 1 time price of $100.

If you are waxing, you will have to change out your wax since you workout. If you are using hard wax, then all you want to wax is your wax. But if you are using wax, then you are also utilizing disposable wax strips and waxing applicators such as popsicle sticks. Gigi brand's replacement wax prices $10-20 and ought to last about 3 weeks even when you're using it 2x per month. Replacing strips and applicators might cost $25 complete but will last the entire year. So doing the math, you could invest $80 maximum for your initial year of waxing at home when you're tough wax and $105 maximum for your initial year of waxing using soft wax.

Obviously, we contrasted epilators versus waxing in the home for our example . Obtaining a wax performed professionally will cost a great deal more than that.

The price of epilators versus waxing is exactly the exact same for the initial year, but you are going to see your prices increase linearly annually with waxing while an epilator is a 1 time price.

Wish to attempt an epilator?

Evaluate -- Pain

Both the epilator and wax pull out the hair from the root so are more debilitating than shaving or a depilatory lotion which merely removes the hair at the skin's surface rather than below.

Epilators can be especially painful if you generally shave or use a depilatory (compound shaving) lotion like Nair in which the hair isn't eliminated from the origin but just in the skin's surface. That is because over the time your own hair follicle (or root of the hair) regrows more hair every time that it's shaved and the hair follicle becomes quite powerful over time since it regrows and regrows. When you yank out the hair from its origin, the hair which grows back in seems nicer.

This really is what causes people to believe that waxing or epilating makes hair grow less and nicer, but that's really a myth. In fact, shaving leaves a thicker follicle (appears darker), and pulling it from the origin cause a thinner hair return. There is not less hair consequently.

Therefore, in the event that you've just shaved to date then you attempt using an epilator, you are pulling out this thicker follicle that will hurt more than if you're pulling out a follicle which was yanked out lately and regrown. Tweezing those hairs out can be debilitating.

If you would like to epilate long term rather than wax, but possess just shaved thus far, we advise that you wax off all of the hair after then epilate the regrowth. The epilator will harm much less in this manner.

This brings us into the pain of waxing. High powered epilators may have near 100 tweezers and may pull a great deal of hairs with every pass. Waxing additionally brings out a great deal of hair simultaneously. On the other hand, the procedure for placing warm wax onto skin, pressingand then immediately removing the wax sends a great deal of sensory info at once to your mind and a great deal of individuals discover that waxing may hurt less. Some waxes are soothing to the skin too and may decrease redness while cleansing the skin. In comparison to epilating for the very first time, waxing hurts much less and is much simpler.

Waxing hurts a bit less than the epilator. The senses are distinct, however, and several men and women discover they are fast accustomed to epilator pain and also find it a lot easier to address than waxing.

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Compare -- Just how long each takes Employing an epilator is extremely straightforward. Pass the epilator in skin against the hair growth and it'll remove double-digit quantities of hairs with every pass.

Using wax, you need to do a little bit of planning to prepare for waxing. Namely, you have to heat your wax that could take 5-15 minutes depending on the wax.

If your accounts for heating up wax, then the epilator can eliminate hair quicker. But as soon as the wax is heated up, a seasoned waxer will eliminate hair equally as quickly as somebody who utilizes epilators regularly.

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If you are a newcomer, you likely will get rid of exactly the identical quantity of hair quicker using an epilator compared to waxing.

But if you've crushed often, it is going to take you the exact same period of time to remove hair as though you were using an epilator.

So there's less of a learning curve using an epilator compared to waxing. But that learning curve may be well worth it since you're much less inclined to break hair through waxing since wax does a fantastic job of pulling out hair at the origin with very little work. Having an epilator, it's simple to get started but there's some skill involved in really pulling out the hair rather than breaking it. A fantastic excellent epilator helps for this.

Evaluate -- Convenience

Lay a towel down and you'll be able to epilate anywhere. Particularly in case you've got a battery billed epilator. You're able to epilate before the television as you catch up on the most recent show. You may even take an epilator with you once you travel and epilate at a resort.

To wax, then you have to cover the ground using a more durable cover of any sort (paper, a paper bag, etc) to catch drips. In addition, you require a reliable heating source and might want to be close to a microwave to reheat your wax or a socket to plug into your wax warmer. It'd definitely be awkward to attempt and choose your wax kit along with you while traveling. But, none of them are inconveniences if you are home.

The epilator wins just as it's simpler to pack for traveling.

The epilator wins hardly complete. If you're searching for a fast, simple electronic gadget, possess pain tolerance, also enjoy the ease of having the ability to remove hair on the move, then the epilator is the buddy. In case you've got extra sensitive skin, do not mind the further preparation of waxing, and favor a tried and classic process of hair removal, then waxing is the go-to.

Nevertheless, you might prioritize 1 attribute or attribute over another, so only you can choose that may be a much better way of hair removal for you. We expect this breakdown helped you to decide which attribute was important and make an educated choice.

Know more about epilators or waxing in home

If you would like to find more information, take a look at our Complete Guide to Epilating with testimonials of the top epilators here.

Or you wish to try your hands in waxing at home since these salon visits are adding up? We have written a handy manual to Wax in the home . Take a look for tips on getting started and which wax choices are offered for various skin types or lifestyles.

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Quick Tips To Perfectly Care Your Skin Before-And-After A Brazilian Wax Session

Shaving, waxing, threading, bleaching—these are the pretty common things that we usually do to enhance the beauty of the body.  We put ourselves in so many things aiming to get perfectly soft, smooth & supple skin. With regards to hair removal, the term 'Brazilian wax' summons a balance of wonder and dread.

While numerous individuals realize that Brazilian wax includes removing public hair, there is consistently an issue of how to really focus on the skin. No matter whether you are going for Brazilian wax for the first time, or have taken the session many times, there is always a question about how to take care of the skin before and after the wax session.

The Brazilian wax is maybe the most menacing of all: however as smooth skin is high on our rundown of needs, particularly during pool and sea-shore season, it doesn't change the fact that waxing harms. Luckily, there are a few steps that you can take before & after the wax session to make the cycle go a smidgen smoother. No play on words expected.

Skin Care Tips to Be Taken Before a Waxing Session

Preparation is everything. In the first place, you need to track down an expert beautician or esthetician who you feel sure will work effectively. Aside from that, you need to ensure that they are authorized to perform Brazilian wax in your state. Hire a specialist offering the best salon services at home who has great abilities, experience, and specializes in offering effective solutions. Follow these tips to guarantee a session that is somewhat less painful.

·         Trim the hair before going for the wax session. Longer hair can be more difficult to wax.

·         Guarantee your hair is at least 0.5cm long so that the beauty therapist can eliminate the hair without utilizing a couple of waxes. First-time waxers ought to have hair development of about 1.5cm.

·         It is advisable to exfoliate the waxing area 24-48 hours before the session. This will keep the skin delicate and smoother and forestall ingrown hairs.

·         Take a shower before going for a wax session as it opens up follicles, taking into account simpler hair evacuation.

·         Try not to apply any antiperspirants, cleansers, powders, fragrances, or self-tanning items to the area to be waxed.

Skin Care Tips to Be Taken After a Waxing Session

After the waxing session, it is normal to encounter blood spots because of thicker, courser hair, and the area may feel delicate and shiver. Depending upon the skin types, after-effects of waxing shall be different. Below are the key tips that need to be followed to prevent skin irritation.

·         It is a must to wear loose-fitting clothes to avoid rubbing the waxed area.

·         Contacting, peeling, or scratching the waxed region should be avoided.

·         It is suggested to take a cold shower. Guarantee the water runs off the waxed region and you don't wash or scour this region.

·         Avoid exercise, gyms, and swimming for 2-3 days.

·         Say no to sunbathing, sunbeds, or any daylight and UV openness. Sweat can contaminate open follicles and warmth can bother the waxed zone.

The greatest thing you can carry out to make Brazilian waxing as pain-free as possible is to do it frequently. It actually does get easier over time— you'll become accustomed to it and your hair will, at last, come out simpler and become less thick and coarse. Set up an appointment with the best beauty salon in Dubai and stick to it, and you’ll be much happier with the results.

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What are the advantages of the acrylic board sign?

Acrylic sheet has its own unique advantages and performance, it has been more and more widely used in all aspects of life, but acrylic sheet itself also has its shortcomings. Take the identification plate made of acrylic sheet as an example, it is not abrasion resistant, easy to scratch, so that maintenance can become particularly important. So what are the advantages of sign plates made of acrylic sheet? How should it be maintained in the surroundings? Shanghai Shengsen will take you to see it!

Acrylic custom-made identification plates have the following 9 advantages:

1. Visual effects: diverse colors, gorgeous, and strong visual impact

2. Weather resistance: long-term non-fading, good quality acrylic sheet has a service life of 8-10 years;

3. Feasibility: Good protection for the built-in light source, expansion of the light source product replacement;

4. Reasonability: Reasonable design can prevent rain and moisture; if it is designed as an open structure, daily maintenance is required;

5. Impact resistance: it is 200 times that of glass products, and there is almost no risk of breaking

6. In terms of light transmittance: the light transmittance is as high as 92%, the light transmission is excellent and the light is soft;

7. Flammability: non-spontaneous combustion and self-extinguishing;

8. In terms of aesthetics: exquisite workmanship, mirror-like effect, no wrinkles, no seams, and all rivets can not be exposed

9. Energy-saving aspects: good light transmission performance, which reduces light sources accordingly, saves energy and saves electricity, and reduces costs;

The maintenance method of the acrylic identification plate is as follows:

1. Cleaning

If there is no special treatment or hardening agent added to the acrylic signboard, the product itself is easy to wear and scratch. Therefore, for general dust treatment, you can use a feather duster or clean water to rinse, and then wipe with a soft cloth; if there is oil on the surface, you can add water with a soft detergent and wipe with a soft fabric.

2. Waxing

If you want the product to be bright and bright, you can use liquid polishing wax, and then wipe it with a soft cloth to achieve bright and bright.

3. Adhesion

If it is damaged accidentally, it can be connected with implant glue/adhesive/adhesive or quick-drying agent.

4. Polishing

If the scratches on the surface are not severely worn, you can try to use a polishing machine (or car waxer) to install a cloth wheel, dip an appropriate amount of liquid polishing wax, and evenly polish it to improve.

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Lesson One

Identical AU fic where Dipper teaches Mabel about going down on a lady.

“Look, it’s fine. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“It’s not that I don’t want to, Dippinstuff. It’s the freakin’ performance pressure”

“What pressure? It’s just a vagina; it’s not a studio audience.”

Mabel flopped dramatically against the pillow. “Blargh!”

“Sorry I brought it up, Mabes. I didn’t mean to touch a sore spot.”

“It’s not a sore spot, you dork. It’s just…” She growled in frustration. “How do I put this? You’ve done for that for me already and it was great.”

Dipper smiled, “I’m glad you liked it.”

Mabel rolled, threw a leg over her sister’s lap, and grabbed her face in both hands; smooshing Dipper’s cheeks together. “You don’t understand. It was fantastic. It was amazing. You are the absolute best. I literally didn’t think anything could be that good ever and now you’ve proven you can do it over and over again. I am in big O paradise over here.”

The smooshed cheeks under Mabel’s palms started to turn a light pink color and Dipper looked a little nervous.

“What I am saying is: how the heck am I supposed to follow that?” A look of confusing flashed across Dipper’s face. Mabel released her grip, rolled off of her, and buried her face in the pillow. “You set the bar so high! I’m never going to clear it.”

Dipper gave her a sweet little smile. “Well you don’t exactly get good at something by never trying.”

“Say that when you’re looking a hoo-hah in the face and trying to figure out what to do with it.”

“It’s not like you’re unfamiliar with the lay of the land down there. Just, you know, dive in. I’ll let you know what works and what doesn’t.”

Mabel made another frustrated noise, muffled by the pillow. Dipper leaned over, brushed some hair away from her sister’s shoulder, and kissed the smooth skin there a few times. “Look at it this way: if I’m so good, don’t you think I could be a good teacher?”

The older girl rose on her elbows and gave her a sharp look. “You’ll reveal your secrets?”

“It’s in my best interest to tell you everything I know.” She drew in and kissed Mabel’s lips, lingering there. She put a hand to the back of her sister’s head and lay back against the bed, pulling her along for the ride. Dipper’s bare legs wrapped around Mabel’s body and instinctively Mabel arched her back against her.

Mabel broke the kiss and planted another on the line of Dipper’s jaw, then on her neck, throat, collarbone all the way down until she put her lips on a nipple, standing brazenly on the small mound of Dipper’s breast. She flicked her tongue over it, then drew it into her mouth and was pleased by the small moan that escaped her sister’s lips. She slid a hand down along Dipper’s ribs and stomach, past her hip to run fingertips over the creamy skin of her thigh.

“Yep,” Dipper said breathlessly, “that’s right on the money.”

Mabel continued her trajectory down, leaving a trail of kisses across Dipper’s stomach. With a gentle hand, she kept her sister’s legs apart, took a steadying breath, and looked over her foe. As an owner of one of these, she was in theory pretty familiar with the anatomy, but it wasn’t like she’d seen one from this direction very often. Dipper was a long time waxer, so the image presented to Mabel was not unlike the diagrams in her old health textbooks.

“Um, Mabel. Is everything ok? You’ve been staring for a little while.”

Mabel shook her head and realized that she had frozen up for an indeterminate period of time. She blushed, embarrassed. “Yea, sorry. Just not sure where to start.”

“You don’t have to go right in; you can sneak up on it.”

She leaned down and put her lips to the inside of Dipper’s thigh, then kissed that transitional area between stomach and thigh. She worked her way around the area, kissing, nibbling, growing closer slowly until her lips were grazing against the exposed lips of her sister’s vulva. She heard a sharp intake of breath from above and looked up to see Dipper holding her hand over her own mouth, eyes shut tightly.

“That’s good. Slow, light at first.” She said through the fingers of her hand.

Mabel placed her open mouth against the sweet skin of Dipper’s nethers. She went slow; her touch was light.

“You can vary it up and escalate, but if you find something I really like hold that tempo and what you’re doing. It’ll be tempting to ramp it up but just hold steady.”

The older twin pulled back a little to speak. “And just how am I supposed to know when to do that?”

“I’ll…” Dipper’s squirmed at the break in contact. “It’s on me to let you know, but I hope it’ll be obvious. You’re pretty obvious.”

Mabel smiled and went back to the task at hand. She moved focus from her lips to her tongue and increased the pressure a little. The response from her sister grew in intensity to match. She made a series of little moans and actually bucked her hips a little against Mabel’s mouth.

“You can…” Dipper spoke between noises of pleasure. “You can use your fingers too. I’ve got some lube somewhere if you need it.” She didn’t need it; Dipper was so wet that Mabel’s finger slipped in easily. She felt the softness around her finger and found she still hand enough room to put her lips and tongue back to work. “If you kind-” heavy breath “-kind of curve your finger toward you-” a sort of convulsive moan, “-you should feel a sort of spongy spot.”

Mabel followed her sister’s guidance and felt the spot in question. She felt a shiver run through Dipper’s body and saw her take in a fist full of bedsheets in between clenched fingers. “Yes, just like that. God damn you’re sexy, Mabes.”

She did her best to keep her ministrations steady as Dipper’s expressions of bliss rose in a steady climb. She wriggled a little and managed to snake her free hand beneath her own body and down the front of her panties. Mouth, tongue and both hands thus engaged was a bit like trying to rub her stomach and pat her head at the same time, but the noises Dipper was making and the uncontrolled, writhing way she was moving was just more than Mabel could stand.

“Oh my god, fuck fuck fuck…” Dipper’s words became an unintelligible mumble. Mabel felt a hand on the back of her head, fingers digging through her thick hair and fingernails lightly scratching her scalp. Her sister made an animalistic scream and every muscle in her body went stiff, actually pushing her pelvis up off the bed. Mabel stuck with her and had to abandon her own pleasure to use that hand to steady herself. Overcome with excitement, she sped up and pressed a little harder, turning everything she was doing up by just a little. Dipper’s climax lasted for a long time before she collapses, panting and sweating, back to the surface of the bed.

Mabel slunk back up and curled around her sister’s suddenly limp form. Her wet lips brushed over Dipper’s ear. “Ok, so I guess you’re not a half bad teacher for a nerd.”

Dipper let out a huge sigh. “Mabel, you’re a natural; that was the best.”

Mabel pumped her fist in the air. “Woot woot! I am the Queen of Sex!”

The younger twin rolled over to lie face to face and kissed her. “What does that make me? You had some very flattering things to say earlier.”

Mabel considered it. “Well, that was before you’d unleashed my full potential on the world.” She crept her hands down to cup Dipper’s cute little butt. “Tell you what, I’m ready for my turn; do good job and I’ll name you the Duchess of Orgasms.”

Dipper rolled on top of her sister and pinned her to the bed, smiling wickedly. “Oh no, that’s won’t do; I’m coming for your crown, missy.”

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Dental Equipment Market Solutions | Challenges and Global Market Analysis | Forecast To 2020

The global Dental Equipment Market is expected to display higher growth rate over the next seven years. Rapid surge in the dental equipment market is credited to technological advancement in dental products to preserve dental hygiene. Growing demand of dental equipment is credited to the factor such as easy to use feature and growth in individual disposable revenue. Globally, the dental equipment industry is predicted to generate massive revenue over next seven years, providing numerous opportunities for market players to invest for research and development in the market.

The rise number of initiatives undertaken by local governmental and private bodies to promote dental hygiene across the globe is expected to fuel the growth of dental equipment market over the forecast period. Electrically operated dental equipment perform cleaning as well as polishing action on teeth. Dental equipment require less time to perform cleaning and polishing action in comparison with traditional tools.

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Additionally, growing popularity of cosmetic dental treatment among general population in both developed and developing economies across the globe is anticipated to drive market expansion in upcoming years. Cosmetic dental treatment allows improvement in aesthetics, and leads in fresh breath. Such factors are critical in influencing market growth during the forecast period.

Increasing geriatric population in both developed and developing economies across the globe amplifies the market growth, in the years to come. Geriatric population is prone towards dental diseases due to weakened immunity. Additionally, easy availability of dental equipment and lowered prices are some of the key factors complementing market growth in the last couple of years. Increasing demand of dental equipment by the middle-income and high-income groups are influencing market growth, in the recent years as well.

The dental equipment industry is broadly categorized into five major segments based on the product type such as dental radiology, lasers, systems & parts, laboratory machines, hygiene equipment. The systems & parts segment is growing rapidly in the dental equipment market with substantial revenue generation in the last few years. Growing popularity of the systems & parts segment is attributed to the growing demand for instrument delivery systems, vacuums & compressors, cone beam CT systems, cast machines and furnace and ovens. The lasers segment has also witnessed substantial growth owing to the introduction of cost efficient devices such as diode lasers, carbon dioxide lasers, and yttrium aluminum lasers.

The dental equipment industry is divided by region as North America, Europe, Asia-Pacific, Latin America and Africa. North America has shown major growth in recent years owing to the rise in the implementation of latest technologies, in medical & pharmaceutical sector, growing incidences related to dental disorders, surge in number of research & development activities in the region and existence of well-established infrastructure.

Asia-Pacific region is estimated to hold major market share in dental equipment with massive growth in forecast period. Countries such as India, China and Singapore are leading the Asia-Pacific market with increasing investment in healthcare sector by local governments, rising number of medical facilities, growing per capita income and significant investment by leading industry players considering potential growth opportunities in the region.

The key players in the dental equipment industry are Denstply International, Inc., A-Dec Inc., Planmeca Oy, Sirona Dental Systems Incorporated, Patterson Companies Incorporated, Straumann, GC Corp., Carestream Health Incorporated, Biolase, Inc., Danaher Corp., and The 3MCompnay.

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Global Dental Equipment Product Outlook (Market Revenue in USD Million, 2012 - 2020) • Dental Radiology Equipment • Intra-Oral • Digital X-ray Units • Digital Sensors • Extra-Oral • Digital Units • Analog Units • Dental Lasers • Diode Lasers • Quantum Well Lasers • Distributed Feedback Lasers • Vertical Cavity Surface Emitting Lasers • Heterostructure Lasers • Quantum Cascade Lasers • Separate Confinement Heterostructure Lasers • Vertical External Cavity Surface Emitting Lasers • Carbon Dioxide Lasers • Yttrium Aluminium Garnet Lasers • Systems & Parts • Instrument Delivery systems • Vacuums & Compressors • Cone Bean CT Systems • Cast Machine • Furnace and Ovens • Electrosurgical Equipment • CAD/CAM • Other Systems and Parts • Laboratory Machines • Ceramic Furnaces • Hydraulic Press • Electronic Waxer • Suction Unit • Micro Motor • Hygiene Maintenance Devices • Sterilizers • Air Purification and Filters • Hypodermic Needle Incinerator • Other Equipment • Chairs • Hand Piece • Light Cure • Scaling Unit

Dental Equipment Regional Outlook (Market Revenue in USD Million, 2012 - 2020) • North America • North America Dental Equipment Market, by Products • Dental Radiology Equipment • Dental Lasers • Systems & Parts • Laboratory Machines • Hygiene Maintenance Devices • Other Equipment

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