#LR Elbow

[denzel-shadow]

Klarion, how does you lr hair stay like that?

His hair is stuck in the iconic horn style but with some elbow grease and hair spray his natural hair is quite wavy

[mydetheturk]

Hi! My name is Myde, and for @trigunfanfic’s rare pair day, I’m going to rec a bunch of my own fics, because I’ve written an amount of rare pair fics. These are in no particular order, just kind of how I’ve found them in my AO3:

Zazie/Knives:

put your mind in my brain and you'll see (everything is better when you're everything)

Rating: E

Word Count: 2,582

No Archive Warnings, but the warning that it is both Knives and Zazie. My favorite way to describe this fic is “a comically biblical plague worth of bugs brings a (fallen) angel of the lord to climax.” Knives explodes! Semi-Literally, even! Some fun Plant and Worm lore/shenanigans, mostly me going “how weird can I get with this?”

Elendira/Razlo//Elendira/Livio

All my Elendira/LR Fics are post-Trimax currently, in an AU where Elendira lives and goes through some serious recovery from her fight with LR. They all get Attached

give in to this holy terrible mess

Rating: E

Word Count: 1,235

No Archive Warnings, but Elendira is elbow deep in LR’s guts after the boys have a run-in with a Worm Cult. Tender Organ Touching. We love it. (keep in mind this fic in particular was written for body horror week)

Tags Include: Bugs & Insects, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Organ Touching, Declarations Of Love, Body Horror, Mild Dissociation, emergency surgery, Blood and Gore, Intense Emotional Realizations, Elendira having A Moment(tm)

in over my head and she's a high tide (that keeps pushing me away)

Rating: M

Word Count: 1,942

No Archive Warnings, but Elendira’s going through it. The trials of recovering from getting a yard long nail going through you sometimes include setbacks. Sickfic! With that fun aspect of Elendira’s where she can project horrible ways for someone to die. LivRaz are Sweet on Elendira tho.

(also written for body horror week, though the body horror is not the main focus)

Tags Include: Nightmares, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Telepathic Projection, Flaying, Sickfic

Hand Grenades and Razor Blades

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,143

No Archive Warnings.

The Official AO3 edition of my Kissies For Razlo Agenda. I should write more they’re silly and cute and we take the Razlo and we KISS the Razlo!

Features: Razlo being shy and blushy and angy about it because Elendira’s kick ass and he wants to smooch her and for her to kiss him again. I compare Razlo to a sunflower at one point.

Millions Knives/Domina

-leans very close into the microphone- I am unwell about these two. I want her to Wreck Knives. I accidentally created the tag on AO3, and please please please enjoy the fics I write about them. My mainline fics for them have them sharing a body but I do currently have something in the works that’s a little different.

Generally, fics for dominaknives include some fun and sometimes weird, exploratory Plant Stuff.

They’re all post-Trimax, by default, really, and Domina lives, with some caveats of course. The grief is baked in, it’s Trigun.

They have an emotional support alien terrorbird. I gotta include that bird more

Here on a Less-Travelled Road

Rating: T

Word Count: 1,927

No Archive Warnings.

Domina and Knives are having breakfast in some quiet, half-forgotten little town when Vash the Stampede slides into their booth.

Domina’s protective of Knives, Knives is afraid, and Vash is Tired. Minor allusions to Vash’s canonical alcoholism.

Six A.M., Mulholland Drive, Moonlight Sonata and I

Rating: T

Word Count: 2,336

No Archive Warnings

My first actually posted fic about the two of them, I think.

Chronica meets that which is KnivesandDomina. It goes about as well as you’d expect, honestly. Lots of tears. Some explorative Plant stuff in this one! It’s got some fun wording that I really enjoyed writing.

Millywood

Haystack Boy and Dust-Cake Girl

Rating: G

Word Count: 1,815

No Archive Warnings

An alternate first meeting, for an AU of mine.

A heat exhausted Nicholas D. Wolfwood collapses at the gate of the Thompson Ranch. Milly nurses him back to health.

They’re cute. I loved writing this. It’s more proto-Millywood than Millywood proper, but shh

[nyan-koii]

I have a confession .. I’ve been obsessing over Seb’s body so much 😭😭 specifically these shots are so..

My reviews of the pics :3

1. first of all the shirt - too big and almost down to his elbows. It is like pressed against his stomach so it’s FLAT and legs and arms are soo tiny 😭😭 like little pookie get off that football field y need to be in bed w mark and Jense rn

2. .. no words honestly he’s just so tiny and manhandable. Like I can just imagine Seb just being moved around by the mechanics, being in the way unknowingly and they just wrap their hands around his entire upper arm and picks him up and moves him idk. Like the mechanics groping him and like just touching him makes my brain go brrr. Also anyone on the 2010 grid with big hands like Fernando, Robert, ofc mark and Jenson just like moving him around and finding out just how tiny he is and UGHHH

3. IH MY GODDDD his arms are soo fucking tiny compared to Mark’s and I can’t like formulate words.. like it’s half the size of his. Idc if it’s the angle or not that man is a TWINK and he needs to be fucked and grabbed and chocked and-

Also just imagine someone covering Seb’s ENTIRE body part with their HAND. Like .. he would malfunction and cum in his pants. Probably like whimper and just like die on the spot or something

Td;lr

Rbr seb is tiny and needs to be fucked until he can’t speak

(I can’t believe I’m sending this unanon but :,) ye)

HIIIII TRASHTEENKIDD (idk what to call you lmaoo 😭)

THE PHOTOSSS OMGGG THOSE PHOTOSS !!! I ONLY SEEN THE SEBMARK ONES BUT THE OTHER TWO OMFG,,, I MOANEDDDD

1. YESS !!! look at the size of the shirt its not made for his size or is he into larger shirt that can cover his body because well um 😏 you know why, he likes the feeling of being small??? Mhmmm the way the shirt covers his butt too AND YESS his tiny legs and armss seb youre not supposed to be there indeed ! Get your ass on the bed now !! Also i love how red his ears are ngl. I think most of the time its always red which make me think if its like that on the other parts too 🤭 imagine him all flushed up and redd oooooo what a sight actually i need him...

2. AURGGHG PLEASE YOUR WORDS IM HAVING BRAIN DISEASE OVER IT. EXTREME HEADACHEEEE i always like the idea of the crew gangbanging on seb especially during his torro rosso eraa !! The boy is so so petite you can carry him everywhere and its as light as a feather ! Want him to be handled like a ragdoll every single second. Also the fact that he arrives at the grid first and is the one who usually leaves the last because he wants to hang around and 'learn' more from the crew.... doesnt that make you think thoughts???? Because i sure as hell do ! Insane honestly, GET HIS ASS RESTRICTED HES GOING TO GET PREGNANT GUYSS

like look at these 😭😭😭😭 HES SOO EASY TO BE PICKED AROUND !!! The mechanics would definitely also manipulate him during sebs str era im insane i need to be put at a hospital.... i want more gangbang seb fics...

And yes definitely 🤭🤭 the 2010s grid is using seb as a free cumdump as repayment for letting him win the wdc hehehheheheheh seb you're completely tangled yourselves with evil men, get out of thereee (dont)

3.

HE ISS TINYYYYYYYYYYY HES SOO OMFGGG YOU CANT SEPARATE TINY AND SEB NO NU UH THEY LITERALLY CAME IN PAIR EVEN IF ITS AM SEB !!! THATS A TWINK

Sebs amazing for putting up a brave attitude around mark like if they got in a fight, mark would definitely beat him to a pulp but seb knows mark cant do ANYTHING to him, knows that seb has more power than him and in some cases marks just too tired to reciprocate his energy. Sebs taking marks kindness and manipulating it to his own likings for example mark fucking and releasing his anger on seb because he hates the german boy so much but its actually what seb wants, to be used and to see mark crumble in front of seb aauuurghhhh, hes a twink but hes an EVIL twink.

Also... look at michael's thigh.... its the same size as sebs waist..... im completely normal about this

Sebs definitely sensitive to touches too mhmmm !! Sensitive and desperate to be touched at all time its embarassing because he cant live without receiving physical touches from his boyfriends. During day, he finds comfort in their hand but at night, its the only thing he prays about while they continue to bring him close to heaven.

Yesss rbr seb, seb in general, deserves to be fucked until he cant think straight anymore. Much like those anime hentais, i want seb to be fucked until theres love in his eyes and hes all drooling in pleasure 🥰 my love language actually.

And dont pressure yourself ! I admire your bravery reallyy for not anon-ing yourselff. Its good to see who im talking to and that i know you guys are comfortable to share these thoughts with me 🙏 keep em coming guyss !! This is a safe place for everyone <3

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[sachiyasteel]

Pipe Fitting Manufacturers in Ahmedabad

Pipe Fitting Manufacturer in Ahmedabad. We are Leading suppliers of Pipe Fitting in Mumbai, Pipe Fitting in Chennai, Pipe Fitting in Bangalore Ludhiana Delhi Coimbatore Pune Rajkot Ahmedabad Kolkata Hyderabad Gujarat and many more places. Sachiya Steel International manufacturing and exporting high quality Pipe Fitting worldwide. We are Ahmedabad's largest Pipe Fitting Exporter, exporting to more than 85 countries. We are known as Pipe Fitting Manufacturers and Exporters due to exporting and manufacturing on a large scale worldwide. Each year we export 4 containers to different parts of the world to different customers of Sachiya Steel International. Our contribution to Indian GDP as manufacturer and supplier of Pipe Fitting increases by each year. We have made a name of ourselves due to in-house processing and manufacturing of Pipe Fittings, top-class services to clients and affordable prices for our products. 

Sachiya Steel International manufacture a wide variety of Pipe Fitting. There is a different types of pipe fitting used for different needs. Pipe Fittings used in piping work are mainly SS Pipe Elbow, SS Pipe Tee, SS Pipe Reducer, SS Pipe Union, SS Pipe Coupling, SS Pipe Cross, SS Pipe Cap, SS Pipe Nipple, SS Pipe Plug, SS Pipe Bush, SS Pipe Lap Joint, SS Pipe Flanges and other Pipe Fittings. Our Pipe Fitting are available in different grades, sizes and shapes. We are Pipe Fitting Manufacturers in Ahmedabad. Sachiya Steel International manufactures and exports high-quality industrial Pipe Fitting. We are Manufacturers Suppliers Exporters of the following Pipe Fitting -Stainless Steel Forged Fitting supplier in Ahmedabad, Stainless Steel Buttweld Fitting supplier in Ahmedabad, Stainless Steel Flange supplier in Ahmedabad, Stainless Steel Pipes supplier in Ahmedabad, Stainless Steel Tubes supplier in Ahmedabad, Stainless Steel Fastener supplier in Ahmedabad.

About Forged Fitting manufacturer in Ahmedabad - 

Forged Pipe Fittings (Socket Weld Fitting and Threaded Fitting) are made in accordance to ASME Forged Fitting Standards, and are used to connect nominal bore schedule pipes and pipelines. The applications range from Forged Fittings for chemical, Forged Fittings for petrochemical, Forged Fittings for power generation and Forged Fittings for OEM manufacturing industry as well other applications where vibration, high pressure or extremely corrosive conditions exist. We are Forged Fitting Manufacturers in Ahmedabad. Forged Fittings are generally available in two materials- Carbon steel Forged Fittting and Stainless steel Forged Fitting. Fittings come in a variety of classes and material grades for any application such as ASTM Forged Fitting supplier in Ahmedabad, ASME B16.11 Forged Fitting Supplier in Ahmedabad, ANSI Forged Fitting supplier in Ahmedabad. 

About Buttweld Fittings manufacturer in Ahmedabad - 

Buttweld Fittings comprises of SS long radius elbow, concentric reducer, eccentric reducers and Pipe Tees, Pipe Cross, Pipe Bends, LR Pipe Bend, SR Pipe Bend, etc. Stainless steel buttweld fitting and carbon steel buttweld fittings are an important part of industrial piping system to change direction, branch off or to mechanically join equipment to the system. We are Buttweld Fittings Manufacturers in Ahmedabad. Buttweld Fittings such as carbon steel and stainless steel offer many advantages compared to threaded pipe fittings and socketweld pipe fittings in Ahmedabad. The later are only available up to 4-inch nominal size whereas butt weld fittings are available in sizes from ½” to 72”.

About Flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad - 

The flange is second most used joining method after welding fittings. Flanges are used when joints need dismantling. It Provides flexibility for maintenance. Flange Connects the pipe with various equipment and valves. Breakup flanges are added in the pipeline system if regular maintenance is required during plant operation. We are Flanges Manufacturers in Ahmedabad. A flanged joint is composed of three separate and independent although interrelated components; the flanges, the gaskets, and the bolting; which are assembled by yet another influence, the fitter. Special controls are required in the selection and application of all these elements to attain a joint, which has acceptable leak tightness. We have Flanges in differend materials and standards such as Stainless Steel Flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad, Carbon Steel Flange manufacturer in Ahmedabad, ANSI B16.9 Flange manufacturer in Ahmedabad, ASME B16.9 Flange supplier in Ahmedabad. Flanges at Sachiya Steel International comes in different class such as class 150 flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad, class 300 flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad, class 400 flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad, class 600 flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad, class 900 flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad, class 1500 flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad, class 2500 flanges manufacturer in Ahmedabad.

��About Pipes and Tubes manufacturer in Ahmedabad - 

Pipe and Tube are two remarkably similar cylindrical "materials" that are used for a wide variety of applications. People often confuse the two, and the terms are used interchangeably at times, but they do exhibit different characteristics. A tube has higher engineering specifications and manufacturing requirements than a pipe. We are Pipes and Tubes Manufacturers in Ahmedabad. In manufacturing industries, pipe and tube constitute two very different materials. The pipe can be made from various materials, we are suppliers of Stainless Steel Pipes in Ahmedabad, Stainless Steel Tubes in Ahmedabad, Carbon Steel pipe and tube. Tube can be made from metal alloys such as stainless steel, carbon steel.

Read More: https://sachiyasteel.com/stainless-steel-pipe-fitting-manufacturer-ahmedabad.php

[surplusoilfieldequipment]

Fittings And Flanges in Good Condition | Canada

Watch video on YouTube here: https://youtu.be/76G0C8jnsxg https://inventory.freeoilfieldquote.com/product/fittings-and-flanges Name : Fittings And Flanges Code : 82099793 Type : Standard Brand : Unknown Category : Valves / Fittings / Gauges subcategory : Fittings Price : $98,062.00 Unit : Package Deal (Package) In Stock : Yes Location : Medicine Hat, Alberta, Canada Condition : Good Available Quantity : 1 Lot

Fittings And Flanges Details 1. Elbow

Description Quantity 6″ ELBOW, LR 45, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 1 6″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 2 6″ ELBOW, LR 90, GR 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 1 6″ ELBOW, LR 45, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 2 6″ ELBOW, LR 90, A234 WPB 38 10″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 16 12″ ELBOW, LR 20, A234 WPB 2 12″ ELBOW, LR 30, A234 WPB 2 12″ ELBOW, LR 45, A234 WPB 8 12″ ELBOW, LR 90, A234 WPB 40 16″ ELBOW, LR 45, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 1 16″ ELBOW, LR 90, GR 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 72 20″ ELBOW, LR 30, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 4 20″ ELBOW, LR 45, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 1 20″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 42 24″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 64 24″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 66 30″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 144 30″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 448 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 4 36” ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 4 36” ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 44 42” ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 33 48″ ELBOW, LR 45, Gr 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 12 48″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 241 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 27 48″ ELBOW, LR 90, Gr 359 CAT I, CSA Z245.11 14 2. Cap

Description Quantity 12” GR. A234 WPB 3 16” GR. 241 1 20” GR. 359 2 24” GR.359 2 30” GR. 359 2 36” GR. 241 1 36” GR. 359 8 42” GR. 359 2 48” GR. 359 1 3.Reducer

Description Quantity 6” X 4” GR. A234 WPB 8 6” X 4” GR. 241 4 20” X 16” GR. 241 2 20” X 18” GR. 241 4 24” X 16” GR. 241 8 24” X 20” GR. 241 4 36” X 20” GR. 241 2 48” X 42” GR. 359 1 4. Tee

Description Quantity 6” X 3” GR. A234 WPB 32 12”GR. A234 WPB 5 12” X 6” GR. A234 WPB 8 16”GR. 241 10 16” X 6” GR. 241 1 16” X 10” GR. 241 2 20”GR. 359 12 20” X 16” GR. 241 2 24”GR. 359 14 24” X 10” GR. 241 2 30” X 24” GR. 359 12 36”GR. 359 2 36”GR. 241 1 36” X 20” GR. 241 4 36” X 30” GR. 359 72 42” X 24” GR. 359 2 42” X 36” GR. 359 12 48” X 24” GR. 241 32 48” X 24” GR. 359 26 48” X 30” GR. 359 72 48” X 36” GR. 359 11 48” X 42” GR. 359 24 5. Olets / Small Bore Fittings

Description Quantity 20″ X 1″ ELBOWLET, GR. 359 11 20″ X 2″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 12 20″ X 3″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 1 24″ X 1″ ELBOWLET, GR. 359 22 24″ X 2″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 24 24″ X 3″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 2 30″ X 1″ ELBOWLET, GR. 359 66 30″ X 2″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 72 30″ X 3″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 6 36″ X 1″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 13 36″ X 2″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 12 36″ X 3″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 1 42″ X 1″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 11 42″ X 2″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 12 42″ X 3″ ELBOWLET, GR. A694 1 16″ X 1″ SOCKOLET, SA/A105N 8 20″ X 3″ SOCKOLET, SA/A105N 4 20″ X 4″ SOCKOLET, SA/A105N 2 24″ X 2″ SOCKOLET, SA/A105N 8 24″ X 4″ SOCKOLET, GR. A694 1 36″ X 1″ SOCKOLET, SA/A105N 1 48″ X 3″ SOCKOLET, SA/A105N 8 48″ X 4″ SOCKOLET, SA/A105N 8 16″ X 3″ WELDOLET, SA/A105N 11 20″ X 48″ WELDOLET, GR. 359 12 30″ X 3″ WELDOLET, GR. A694 4 36″ X 2″ WELDOLET, GR. A694 12

from Oilfield Equipment Manager https://rignetwork.wordpress.com/2023/06/10/fittings-and-flanges-in-good-condition-canada/

[myconsultantcanda]

The Interpretation of the Residency Requirement for Canadian Citizenship

CITIZENSHIP•

If you have been a permanent resident living in Canada for at least two years, then you may be entitled to become a Canadian citizen by naturalization. Find out more.

A person who fulfills the residency criteria of the Citizenship Act and the Citizenship Regulations can apply for Canadian citizenship. Yet, jurisprudence with conflicting interpretations of the physical presence requirement has turned this criterion into a truly complex matter.

According to statutory provisions, adult permanent residents must have lived in Canada for at least three years out of the five years immediately before they applied for citizenship. The jurisprudence of the Federal Court of Canada (“the Court”) has held that residence must first be established, and then maintained. Since the statute does not define the verb “reside”, the Court is split concerning the legal test to be met to satisfy the residency requirement. To date, three tests for residency exist in common law:

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1. Strict calculation of time

The applicants must prove their physical presence in Canada for 1095 days.

2. Centralized mode of existence

The applicants need to demonstrate that they have a “place of abode to a sufficient extent”.

3. Substantial connection

The applicants must establish the length and quality of time spent in Canada.

If the citizenship officers or judges apply one of the three tests, the Court will not interfere with their decision. In short, when applying for the second and third tests, applicants do not need to be in Canada for the entire three years if they have centralized their mode of living in Canada or their connection to Canada is strong. While the Court has largely applied these two qualitative tests, some judges consider the quantitative test key to citizenship.

Quantitative Test Explained

To determine whether you are eligible to obtain Canadian citizenship status, you must establish that you have become sufficiently “Canadianized” by “rubbing elbows” with Canadians in a variety of settings for at least three years of residence in Canada, within five years before the date of your application.

In Pourghasemi (Re) (FCTD), [1993] FCJ No 232, 19 Imm LR (2d) 259, the Court found at paragraph 3 that all potential citizens should have the chance to become “Canadianized” pursuant to paragraph 5(1)(c) of the Citizenship Act, RSC 1985, c C-29 (“the Act”).

It is clear that the purpose of paragraph 5(1)(c) is to insure that everyone who is granted precious Canadian citizenship has become, or at least has been compulsorily presented with the everyday opportunity to become, "Canadianized". This happens by "rubbing elbows" with Canadians in shopping malls, corner stores, libraries, concert halls, auto repair shops, pubs, cabarets, elevators, churches, synagogues, mosques, and temples—in a word wherever one can meet and converse with Canadians—during the prescribed three years. One can observe Canadian society for all its virtues, decadence, values, dangers, and freedoms, just as it is. That is little enough time in which to become Canadianized. If a citizenship candidate misses that qualifying experience, then Canadian citizenship can be conferred, in effect, on a person who is still a foreigner in experience, social adaptation, and often in thought and outlook. If the criterion be applied to some citizenship candidates, it ought to apply to all.

Briefly, you shall comply with the provision to fulfill the residency element as enacted by Parliament for a clear purpose.

Qualitative Test Explained

Nevertheless, jurisprudence has also held that the residency factor does not require the applicant to be physically present in Canada for the whole three years if the applicant lives "regularly, normally or customarily" in Canada. Madam Justice Reed in Koo (Re) (TD), [1992] FCJ No 1107 formulated the test as follows:

The conclusion I draw from the jurisprudence is that the test is whether it can be said that Canada is the place where the applicant “regularly, normally or customarily lives”. Another formulation of the same test is whether Canada is the country in which he or she has centralized his or her mode of existence. Questions that can be asked which assist in such a determination are:

(1) was the individual physically present in Canada for a long period prior to recent absences which occurred immediately before the application for citizenship?

(2) where are the applicant’s immediate family and dependants (and extended family) resident?

(3) does the pattern of physical presence in Canada indicate a returning home or merely visiting the country?

(4) what is the extent of the physical absences—if an applicant is only a few days short of the 1,095-day total it is easier to find deemed residence than if those absences are extensive?

(5) is the physical absence caused by a clearly temporary situation such as employment as a missionary abroad, following a course of study abroad as a student, accepting temporary employment abroad, accompanying a spouse who has accepted temporary employment abroad?

(6) what is the quality of the connection with Canada: is it more substantial than that which exists with any other country?

In summary, the quality of the connection with Canada must demonstrate a priority in your life when applying this test.

Calculation of the Three Years

Proceeding to the day-counting exercise mandated by the strict calculation of time test in accordance with subparagraph 5(1)(c)(i) and subsection 5(1.001) of the Act, you must have accumulated a minimum of 1,095 days (three years) of physical presence in Canada to qualify.

The three years of residence are calculated as follows: Time spent in Canada as a temporary resident count for a half-day credit, up to a maximum of 365 days for every day of physical presence, and a permanent resident accumulates one day for every day of physical presence. The days in prison, on parole or probation are excluded. For example, the applicant came to Canada as a temporary resident (TR) on June 1, 2016, became a permanent resident (PR) on June 1, 2018, and signed the citizenship application (CIT Appl) on June 1, 2020.

• TR Status = June 1, 2016

• PR Status = June 1, 2018

• CIT Appl = June 1, 2020

TR

• 1 June 2016 to 31 May 2017 = 365

• 1 June 2017 to 31 May 2018 = 365

• TR = 365 x 2 = 730

• Max. TR = 730: 2 = 365

PR

• 1 June 2018 to 31 May 2019 = 365

• 1 June 2019 to 31 May 2020 = 366

• PR = 365 + 366 = 731

Physical Presence = 365 + 731 = 1096

The applicant has accrued the permitted maximum of 365 days as a temporary resident and 731 days as a permanent resident, in total, 1096 days of physical presence within the five-year period before the date of the citizenship application, and thus meets the residency test.

Evidence

When establishing residency, the burden is on you to provide credible information and documents. Canadian income tax returns can be used to show that you resided in Canada for three years out of the last five years.

Other requirements

Your language and knowledge test results, if you are aged between 18 to 55, ascertain how well you are integrated into Canadian society. You also need to have authentic status documents to prove that you complied with Canadian immigration law as an authorized temporary and permanent resident in the past.

You must not be subject to any prohibitions per sections 20 to 22 of the Act. Moreover, you may not have any unfulfilled conditions on your PR status, nor be under a removal order. In other words, you must pass all clearances: immigration, criminality, and security.

Conclusion

You may apply without meeting the strict calculation of time test, but you must convince the decision-maker that you are eligible to become a new Canadian based on your ties to Canada.

[metalforgeindia]

What is a buttweld pipe fitting?

Here is explanation of Buttweld pipe fittings :

Buttweld pipe fittings consist of long compass elbow, concentric reducer, eccentric reducers and Tees etc. Butt weld pristine sword and carbon sword fittings are an important part of the artificial pipeline system to change direction, branch off or to mechanically join outfit to the system. Buttweld fittings are vended in nominal pipe sizes with specified pipe schedule. 

 Some of the benefits of weld fittings are:

Welded connection offers more robust connection

nonstop essence structure adds to the strength of the pipeline system

Butt- weld fittings with matching pipe schedules, offers flawless inflow inside the pipe. A full penetration weld and duly fitted LR 90 Elbow, Reducer, Concentric reducer etc. offers a gradational transition via welded pipe fitting.

Butt weld elbow fittings are most generally available in carbon sword, pristine sword, nickel amalgamation, aluminum and high yield material. High yield butt weld carbon sword pipe fittings are available in A234- WPB, A234- WPC, A420- WPL6, Y- 52, Y- 60, Y- 65, Y- 70. Each and every WPL6 pipe fitting is annealed and compliant with NACE MR0157 and NACE MR0103 standards.

How do the terms Short Radius (SR) and Long Radius (LR) work?

You'll frequently hear SR45 elbow or LR45 Butt weld elbow . In butt weld fittings, the angle of the bend is 45° or 90° to change the direction of inflow. LR 90 elbows will have a pipe bend 1.5 times the pipe's size, while LR 45 elbows will have a pipe bend that is 1.5 times the pipe's size. So, a 6 inch LR 90 has a bending compass that's 1.5 x nominal pipe size. A short compass elbow( SR45 or SR90) has pipe bend that's equal to the size of fitting so a 6 ” SR 45 has a bending compass that's 6 ” nominal pipe size.

What's a 3R or 3D elbow pipe fitting?

There is no difference between the terms 3R or 3D. The bending compass of a 3R buttweld elbow is three times the nominal diameter of the pipe. There is a smoother surface on a 3R elbow than on an SR or LR fitting.

Having both ends aligned along the center is a characteristic of concentric reducer buttweld fittings.

An eccentric reducer Butt weld elbow fitting isn't symmetrical; the ends are off center of one another.

Weldbend is one of the largest elbow manufacturer of domestic buttweld fittings and flanges, and Trupply is a sanctioned distributor. Additionally, Trupply offers both approved and unapproved import pipe fittings to meet the needs of cost-conscious guests. We provide material test reports for all butt weld fittings.

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Butt Weld Fittings Types and Material Specifications

Pipes and tubes are connected with butt weld fittings (BWF). They are also known as pipe fittings, pipe clamps, and pipe junctions. Tube clamps, tube connectors, and elbow joints are all the butt types of weld fittings. Pipe and tube systems of different diameters can be joined using pipe butt welding fittings. The number of butt joints required depends on the system size. The joints are fused or butt welded at the ends to prevent leakage.  

Butt weld fittings are rectangular or round objects (called bodies). There are a variety of materials that can be used for pipe fittings, including copper, brass, aluminum, and stainless steel. Depending on the joint and region, they are made from different materials. Fittings are available in universal sizes to fit any pipe or butt weld tube fittings size.  

The tubing is soldered to the fitting and then inserted into a pipe where it can be connected to other sections of the pipe. Assembling the fittings correctly may take several minutes and require some skill. In time, hopefully, everyone gains efficiency with practice. 

What is a Butt Weld Fittings 

Welding is used to connecting the ends of pipes or fittings. Weldable steel pipe fittings can be used to branch off, change the direction of flow, attach auxiliary equipment, or reduce pipe size. 

Forged steel butt weld fittings are manufactured according to ANSI/ASME B16.9. 

Check the differences between socket weld fittings. 

Also known as welded pipe fittings 

Welded pipe fittings are also known as butt weld fittings. Compared to socket welds and threaded fittings, these would offer certain advantages when used in stainless steel and carbon steel.  

Unlike socket weld fittings, butt weld fittings come in sizes starting at 1/2 inch up to 72 inches. 

There are several types of Butt weld pipe fittings, like the general category of pipe fittings: 

Elbows with 45-degree or 90-degree buttwelds 

Tees and Reducing Tees, Reducers, Caps, and Crosses for buttwelding 

Butt weld Elbow 

The butt weld elbow is used to change fluid direction in pipeline systems. It has long radius (LR) and short radius (SR) types and has different degrees covering 45 degrees, 90 degrees, and 180 degrees. As a result, there are: 

LR 45-degree butt weld elbow: 

45-degree elbow with a long radius (1.5 x diameter) and a 45-degree change in fluid direction. 

LR 90-degree elbow: 

Long radius 90-degree steel pipe elbow (1.5 x Diameter). 

SR 45-degree elbow: Short radius (1 x diameter) elbow in 45 degrees, changing direction. 

SR 90-degree elbow: elbow with a short radius (1 x Dia). 

180-degree steel pipe tee 

Similar to an equal tee, the 90-degree branch has a smaller diameter than the straight pipe. It is used to install equipment or pipes that are smaller in size. 

Common material types of butt weld fittings 

Like socket weld fittings, butt weld fittings are now available as elbows, tees, outlets, reducers, and caps. These are some of the most common types of butt weld fittings and would be specified according to the schedule of pipe and nominal pipe fittings. 

Body material 

Butt weld fittings come in alloy, stainless, and carbon steel materials. Therefore, it usually starts with welded or seamless pipes. Multiple processes can be used to forge tees and elbows, among other shapes, by forging. 

Stainless steel butt weld fittings are usually in thin thickness 

As with normal pipes, butt weld fittings are available from Schedule 10 to Schedule 160. Butt weld fittings are more common in stainless steel. The reason for this would be its cost advantage. In stainless steel fittings, schedule 10 fittings would also be more common. 

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[eriquin]

Sure, why not. I'll reblog instead of making a new post this time.

File Names

Crown of Thorns

Nightswimming working doc (Steddie Bigbang)

Time Travel

HM&LR Working Doc

The Prophetic D&D Game

Chart for progress:

(anything on the chart is fair game right now)

Snippet and tag list below the cut.

Snippet (from Crown of Thorns):

Will and El looked at each other and both tried to remember if anyone in the room had ever seen her make a speaker echo with the voice of someone she was listening to. Will only knew about it because Mike had told him when he got the full story of what happened while he was trapped in the Upside Down, and now he guessed that El had never shown anyone else that she could do it. “I didn’t even show Max,” El said, finally. “She would have liked it.”

“They’re doing that thing they do again,” Robin said. She elbowed Argyle and nodded her chin at Will and El. “Did they do this a lot in California?” 

“All the time, my friend. All the time,” Argyle said. “S’why I wasn’t really surprised when they both turned out to be psychic. Figured if one twin was, the other probably would be, too.” 

“You know they’re not really twins, right?” Hopper said.

Argyle squinted at them from across the room and shook his head. “No, I’m pretty sure they are,” he said, tilting his head to the side. Something about the slight change in perspective made him confident, and he nodded. “Yeah, definitely twins.” 

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[sergeantsporks]

Writing request: Adrian wins in LR and Gus and Hunter are taken to the emperor's coven

CW: Some gore, blood, panic attack

“Hunter? Hey, Hunter!”

Hunter blinked blearily at a nudge to his shoulder, staring up at… canvas?

A blimp.

He sat up, fast. “Gus!” A wave of dizziness swept over him, and he fell back again. “Ugh—”

“Right here.” Gus nudged his shoulder with his foot again. The illusionist was tied up, leaning against the side of the blimp. “Take it easy, they did a sleep spell on you.” He shook his head. “I think they’re taking us to the looking glass ruins?”

“What? Why? Or—wait—this is good, this is a good thing, it gives us a chance to escape.”

“Escape?” Gus echoed, “But do you know the way back?”

“Well—no, I don’t know where they are, but you do, and you can get us back to town, right?”

“Cut!”

Gus shrugged, and with a poof, turned into a scout. Hunter inhaled sharply, scrambling away, only to run into Graye.

“Ugh. I was hoping that he’d told you, but nooooooo!” He snapped his fingers, and Gus appeared, held between two scouts, one of whom had a hand over his mouth. “Alright, brand the brat, and we can interrogate him after we get back to the keep.”

Hunter lunged to his feet, grabbing Graye’s arm as he approached Gus with the glove, set to abomination. “No! You can’t! Don’t you know what—”

Graye threw an elbow back into Hunter’s gut, and swept his feet out from under him as he gasped for air, sending him crashing to the ground.

“Hunter!” Gus yelped.

Hunter grasped for Graye’s ankle as he strode away, still wheezing. “No—”

Graye kicked at him, and Hunter let go with a cry as his nose erupted into starbursts of pain, clutching his face.

“No,” he heard Gus yelp, “No—get away, get—”

Hissssss.

No—the branding—the sigil—

Gus

Graye’s heels clicked across the airship floor, and Gus was tossed next to Hunter by the scouts. “What’s your deal?” one of them muttered, “Didn’t you have this kid set to join the emperor’s coven last week?”

“Hunter?” Gus whispered.

“I’b ogay,” Hunter muttered thickly, wincing, “Dibd they…?”

Gus held out his arm, the abomination sigil seeming to leer up at Hunter, saying too late, you can’t save him.

Hunter thumped his head against the floor. “Too labde.”

Gus curled his knees up to his chest with a sniff. “Thanks for trying anyway,” he mumbled, “Maybe if I start in the baby class now, I’ll be caught up on abomination magic by the time I get out of school. Assuming Graye ever lets me go.”

“No,” Hunter burst out, “Id’s going do kill you!”

Xxx

The words hit Gus like a punch to the gut. “What?” he whispered, “What are you…?”

The airship bumped down, and Graye grabbed both of them by their arms. “Alright, runaway, let’s get you back to the emperor.”

Hunter dug his heels in, but Gus could practically see the aftereffects of the sleeping spell slowing him down, and the kick to the face probably wasn’t helping. Graye’s grip on his own arm was like a vise, digging into Gus’ arm as he dragged the two of them inside.

“Graye, libden,” Hunter yelped, ��Belod idn’d gibing you a promised land! He’d dricking you!”

“Awwww, of course he is. I’m a master illusionist, and a world class actor. I can spot a desperate lie when I see one.”

Graye shoved the two of them through a set of heavy doors, kneeling and forcing Gus down next to him. “Emperor Belos. While I was on my mission to Hexside, I found your wayward guard. Of course, naturally I immediately dropped everything to ensure his return. I left scouts to take care of the students, as I was sure—”

“That’s enough.”

Hunter dropped down into a kneeling position, lowering his head. Gus could see him trembling, like someone had turned an ice spell on him. “E-emberor Belos,” he mumbled quickly, “I—I didn’d intend do—do—”

Belos raised a hand, and Hunter immediately went silent. Gus watched in silent horror as the Emperor seemed to glide down towards them.

“You turned on me,” he said in a calmly angry voice, “You spied on me, aided our enemies.”

Hunter squeezed his eyes shut. “I—”

Belos moved fast. Gus yelped as he rushed to Hunter, and then there was a spike jutting out of Hunter’s back, and Hunter was letting out a choked gurgle, eyes wide. Gus screamed as blood dripped from the spike, a familiar feeling of overwhelmed sweeping over him, and then the world tilted in a haze of blue.

Graye yelped. “Impossible!”

Images flashed through Gus’s head, images he couldn’t even start to process, and Hunter kept flickering and changing to a man that looked so very like him in strange clothes, and the spike flickered to a curved knife, and Belos dropped Hunter, holding onto his own head with a howl.

Gus scrambled towards Hunter. “Oh my titan, oh my titan, oh my titan—” He hooked his arms under Hunter’s, dragging him across the floor towards the doors and leaving behind a trail of smeared blood. “Oh—uh—ah—hnk—”

Hunter wasn’t making any sounds, not even a sound of pain as Gus struggled to heave him across the room. His chest was heaving frantically, though, even as red spread across the green of his emerald entrails shirt. Belos was still making those horrible, animal growls, eyes glowing blue, and Graye wasn’t much better, curled up in fetal position, but he didn’t know how long they’d stay like that. Gus managed to drag Hunter out the doors, starting down the hallway that had seemed too short when Graye had taken them towards Belos but seemed to be miles long now.

“HELP!” he hollered, tears of exhaustion and fear and desperation rolling down his face, “SOMEBODY, HELP!”

Hunter’s chest fell in a final sort of way, and Gus set him down, hands hovering uselessly over the bloody mess that was his chest. “No, no, no, no, no! HELP!” he screamed again, and this time, he saw a scout running towards him, one of the ones who’d first realized who Hunter was back at Hexside.

“Oh my titan,” she yelped, ripping off her mask and kneeling next to him. “What—oh—HEY, MARLEY,” she hollered, “GET OVER HERE!” She drew a circle, and her hands glowed with healing magic that she held over the wound. “He said he was worried,” she fretted, “He said—he said he just wanted him safe—said—I thought—”

Another scout skidded to a stop and wordlessly started their own healing, shoulders hunched in concentration. More scouts started to surround them, murmuring, and Gus couldn’t even start to move. Please be enough.

“Who?” one of the scouts demanded from Gus, “Was it Graye? He never liked the golden guard.”

Gus shook his head.

“Then…”

“The emperor,” he whispered.

“Why?!”

Gus opened his mouth, but… why was Belos out to kill Hunter? Hunter hadn’t said why he’d run, hadn’t trusted him enough. “I don’t know,” he said bleakly, “He saw something he shouldn’t have?” He looked down at himself his stomach heaving at the red staining his uniform. He clawed at it, his breath speeding up. “Get it off, get it off, get it—”

One of the scouts draped their cloak over his shoulders, wrapping him up so that the blood was covered up. A few of the scouts were shifting back and forth, looking between the throne room still echoing with howls, and Hunter.

“Please don’t turn him back in,” Gus whispered, “Please. He’ll kill him, he’ll—”

Most of them just walked away, but that was better than trying to drag them back, or going to the throne room, which had fallen silent. Marley and the first scout scooped Hunter up, ushering Gus out to the airship. “That one’s up, that one’s forward. You pull that lever to land,” Marley whispered, pointing to a few levers, “That wheel steers it. Someone will find it or try to catch you with it eventually, just get away and ditch it, okay? Get him to another healer, to one of the clinics, we did our best, but…”

“Okay. Okay. Th-thank you.”

“Just get him out of here,” the other scout murmured, “First we’re supposed to trick kids, now this?” She shook her head. “He was the most loyal of any of us. What chance do the rest of us stand?”

“You could come with—”

“Nope, don’t push it, just… go.”

She and Marley stepped off of the airship, and Gus slowly took it into the air, shooting it forward as fast as it could go.

Back to Hexside?

He didn’t know if Willow, or anyone else was okay. He rubbed the arm with the new abomination patch, the overwhelmed, sick feeling rising up in his stomach.

But I did illusion magic back there.

Maybe it’s not completely hopeless?

Hunter shivered on the floor of the airship behind him, and Gus left the steering wheel long enough to tuck the cloak the scout had given him around his shoulders, steadily avoiding looking down at his bloodstained front. “We need to find somewhere safe,” he announced, “The Owl House isn’t, and I don’t know if Hexside is either. Think, Augustus, ugh!”

Looking Glass Ruins.

“For sure the emperor’s coven doesn’t know where that is,” he said out loud, “But… Marley said you needed another healer. Maybe the old guy can get one?” He rested his chin on the steering wheel. “We don’t really have a lot of options. Ugh, but I can’t drag you a million miles through the woods, I’m not that strong, if you’ll even ma… if you’ll even make…” Gus patted his cheeks. “No. Can’t think like that. We’re both going to be okay, we made it this far, we can’t stop now.” He pushed the blimp onwards.

Doesn’t Lilith live down in the toes, now? Maybe she can help?

Not that she’d probably remember him. But maybe it would at least be far enough that no one would look for them there.

I’m sorry, Dad.

Gus turned the ship in the sky, pointing it towards the titan’s feet. “Hang in there,” he told Hunter, “We’re going to get help.”

I hope.

[tri-punisher]

got a new trigun guy. his name is sidney, sid for short, and he’s another EOM kid. he’s shit with a punisher but he’s REAL good at blowing shit up--his shtick is chemistry and demolitions and his weapon of choice is a grenade launcher that was modified specifically for him.

he also received a trail run of the EOM’s super fast healing regenerative augments before they were given the all-clear to be applied to livio/razlo. (they thought he kinda needed them anyway, out there home cooking his own explosives.) they work just as fast as LR’s do, but they do have a few kinks here and there--occasionally when an arm gets blown off two grow will back in its place, partially fused together with one too many elbows. those kinda kinks.

he’s bffs with razlo and despite chapel’s attempts to keep them isolated he can’t watch them all the time. they get up to the kind of things you’d expect a couple of bored, nigh-unkillable traumatised dudes in their late teens with super fast regenerative healing factors and enhanced physical capabilities to get up to. blowing stuff up. maiming each other for fun. breaking each other’s bones and rearranging their insides so things heal and grow back in the right place. the usual

[finalfantasyandnerdiness]

Want

Prompt from the discord server by @imlilyyfromff13: “I want to kiss you.” 

Fandom: FFXIII (post!LR)  Pairing: Hope/Light

A short one-shot about Lightning confronting Hope about becoming a self-destructive workaholic again. 

For the eighth time in about the same number of minutes, Hope’s phone buzzed. He picked it up from the kitchen table, glanced at it, frowned, and then put it down again. Lightning sighed. Serah pursed her lips in annoyance. Sazh muttered something about kids and their addiction to anything with a touch screen. Fang and Vanille exchanged a look that probably carried a full conversation only they could understand. Snow kept shoveling pie into his mouth as if he hadn’t even noticed.

Months ago, right after they’d all arrived in the new world, Serah had declared that Sunday nights were family dinner nights. She’d decided that once a week, they would all gather at her and Snow’s house—and somehow, she’d managed to make it a mandatory thing. Some excuses were acceptable, like Noel and Yeul being abroad, but that was about as far as Serah’s leniency went. Sunday nights were family dinner nights. Period.

Lightning had always been a loner at heart, but even she found joy in these little gatherings. Everyone was so busy living their own lives nowadays that if they hadn’t all feared being hunted down by a passive-aggressive Serah, they probably wouldn’t have been able stay in touch like this—a thought of that scared Lightning more than she would ever admit. She finally had a family again, and she wanted to keep it. Even if it meant having weekly dinners in a kitchen that definitely wasn’t big enough for the entire gang.

The room wasn’t quite as crowded now as when Noel and Yeul was in town, but the seating arrangement was still far from comfortable. Lightning had to dodge Snow’s elbow every time the big buffoon reached for something, and her thigh was pressed flush against Hope.

It was fascinating, really, how the warmth of Hope’s leg could somehow be more distracting than the risk of getting elbowed in the face.

Hope’s phone buzzed.

“Could you please turn that off?” Serah asked. “The world won’t end just because you’re unavailable for an hour.”

“You’re giving the world way too much credit,” Hope muttered. He ran his fingers through his silver hair, a deep wrinkle forming between his eyebrows. The ever-growing concern in Lightning’s chest nagged at her. Hope’s eyes were surrounded by dark circles, and every time she saw him he seemed to have lost another pound or two.

When Hope had said that he wanted to work as a researcher again, she’d been happy for him. Of course he’d want to figure out how the science of the new world worked, and of course he’d want to help people find ways to make their new lives work in this unfamiliar environment. What she hadn’t realized was just how much everyone would come to rely on him. Everyone seemed to want a piece of his intellect and his lifetimes of experience. He was being torn apart right before her eyes, and there was nothing she could do about it. Every time she brought it up, he just brushed it off. They’d been partners once, but now, he wouldn’t let her in. He’d shut her out.

“Hope…” She glanced up at him. “The world isn’t your responsibility anymore, you know? Just because everyone wants your help doesn’t mean you have to be there for them constantly. You have to think about what you want, too.”

“I can’t have what I want.” There was a strange combination of heat and sorrow in his eyes when he met her gaze. “I don’t deserve it.”

Lightning fell silent as she tried to get her emotions under control. She sometimes wondered if Hope had any idea how frustratingly attractive he was, with his chiseled jawline, full lips, and ocean-green eyes that still gleamed with an understanding of the universe that no other human on the planet possessed.

She also sometimes wondered if he knew how he made her brain malfunction by simply looking at her. 

It wasn’t his appearance that made her feel the way she did. Seeing him as an adult had only made the final puzzle piece of her conflicting emotions fall into place. And now, when she’d finally realized what their bond truly meant to her, he was shutting her out.

Hope’s phone buzzed.

Serah gave him a glare that could have slayed a behemoth. “That’s it, Hope, you’re turning—”

“It’s okay.” Hope gave the screen a final glance before standing up. “I’ve got to go. Thanks for the dinner, Serah. It was perfect, as always.”

“Hope…” Serah paused. After countless dinners ending the exact same way, they all knew that there was nothing they could do to make him stay.

Lightning watched him leave the kitchen, his narrow frame slimmer than ever, and just… reacted. This time it was her elbow that nearly connected with Snow’s face when she rushed after Hope. She caught up with him in the hallway as he was putting on his coat.

“Enough.” She placed herself between him and the door.

“What?”

“I said enough.”

They stared at each other. Hope’s face went from confusion to annoyance to melancholy in a matter of seconds.

“I really have to go, Light,” he said, giving her a humorless smile. “We can talk later.”

“There will never be a ‘later’, and you know it.” Lightning leaned back against the door, effectively blocking his only escape route. “We’re still partners, right? Or did that change when we arrived here?”

Hope blinked. “Of course we are. Nothing will ever change that.”

“Then, as your partner, I’m putting my foot down.” Lightning raised her chin and crossed her arms. “I’m not going to stand by and watch you tear yourself apart to keep the world afloat. Not again.” She swallowed hard. “Never again.”

“Light…” Hope slowly approached her until their bodies were only inches apart. Lightning’s heart began to race. She refused to look away, though. She was taking a stand, and she was not going to let her emotions get in the way of that.

“If you’re going to say you’re fine, then save it. I know you’re not. Have you looked at yourself lately? Can’t you see what this is doing to you?” A hint of desperation somehow found its way into her voice. “You’re putting the needs of others over your own, and I… I feel like I’m losing you again.”

“I’m sorry, Light. I never meant to… I’m sorry.” Hope looked down. “It’s just that everything’s a mess, and considering the part I played in all of this, I feel like it’s my responsibility to fix it.”

“It’s not. That responsibility lies on humanity as a whole now. You and I… We may have contributed to the destruction of the old world, but we also helped creating this.” Lightning nodded toward the kitchen, where their little mess of a family chatted and laughed together. “A new world. A blank page. We create our own fates now. I know it’s hard—trust me, I know it is—but we deserve a new start too. It’s time for all of us to start living the lives we want to live, and that includes you.” She gently stroked a wayward strand of hair from his forehead. “What do you want, Hope?”

“What I want?” He looked up at her, letting out a bitter sound that wasn’t quite a snort but not quite a laugh either. A shiver ran down her spine. He had that look in his eyes again, hot and sad and hungry. “I don’t think you want to know.”

“Try me.”

He hesitated. “There is one thing I want. More than anything.” He cupped her cheek in his hand, his gaze lowering until it landed on her lips. Another moment of hesitation passed. 

“I want to kiss you.”

Lightning’s eyes widened. Her cheeks burned. Her heart pounded hard enough to drown out her thoughts—which thankfully wasn’t that much of a problem. In this situation, she didn’t need to think.

“Then kiss me.”

Hope’s lips crashed into hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her body against his as her back slammed into the door. Her head spun, and all her repressed emotions sprung into life. This was what she’d been craving ever since she first saw him in the new world. This was how things were supposed to be. This was right.

Their kiss deepened. The rest of the world seemed to disappear. All she could focus on was him—his smell, his warmth, his hands in her hair, and his impossibly soft lips.

When he finally pulled back, an astonished smile played on his lips. Soon, he would most likely rush out the door as usual to once again fix whatever it was that someone had screwed up, but this time he’d at least gotten something he wanted for himself—something she’d been more than happy to give it to him. She wasn’t delusional enough to believe that a kiss would change his self-destructive behavior, but maybe, just maybe, it was a start.

“What about you?” he murmured, slightly out of breath. “What do you want, in this hypothetical utopia of yours?”

She smiled. That was probably the easiest question he could have possibly asked her.

“You.”

[stormfall1327]

Part 2 of For What It’s Worth! Still planning some revisions, but it’s at least finished! Also on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28964154/chapters/71075985

For What It’s Worth - Part 2

V flops over onto her back with a huff and slings her arm over her eyes. Another restless night. Reaching over to grab her phone, she lifts her arm and squints at the screen. 0010. Son of a bitch. This is the third time in the last hour she’s woken up, her mind too full of… everything. Resigning herself to the fact that she won’t be falling back to sleep any time soon, she rolls out of bed with a groan and pads barefoot over to her closet.

“Might as well see what’s keepin’ the rest of Night City awake,” she mutters, pulling on her favorite pair of jeans and an old tank. She slips on her leather boots and grabs a plaid flannel shirt from a hanger, pulling it on as she heads for the door with a sigh.

V steps out of her apartment complex and instinctively heads west toward Bradbury Street. In the distance, she hears the gentle roll of thunder above the noise of the streets. Paying no attention to where she’s headed, her mind wanders as she walks, thoughts ranging from her growing list of opened gigs to whether she remembered to eat today.

A few minutes later, she’s torn from her reverie as the first drops of rain start to fall. Glaring up at the sky and cursing under her breath, she ducks into the nearest alley and suddenly realizes where she is. She’d subconsciously made her way to Vik’s clinic. She’s immediately comforted by the green neon glow above his door. Guess he couldn’t sleep, either, she thinks with a smile.

She heads down the stairs, her mind already feeling lighter knowing she’ll be in commiserate company. Just before she reaches the gate, she spots a bloody footprint leading away from the clinic. She calls out to him as she rounds the corner, voice echoing feebly off the concrete and when she reaches the metal gate, her stomach drops into her shoes.

“Oh, FUCK. Vik!” V runs to him, heart crashing against her ribs as she takes in the scene in front of her. Fuck, is this all his?

Vik is slumped over on the operating chair, right hand pressed to his side as blood seeps between his fingers and pools on the floor. He’s coated in a thin sheen of sweat and his face is too pale, but at least he’s still breathing. She crouches down in front of him and cups her hand under his chin to lift his head.

“Hey, V,” he mumbles with a weak smile, eyes fluttering open to look at her.

“Jesus Christ, Vik! What the fuck happened to you?,” she asks, desperately trying to keep her voice from cracking. She reaches for his hand to pull it from his side, but he resists, letting out a pained grunt.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, move your hand so I can see!”

He shakes his head and chuckles, face scrunching into a grimace at the movement. “Heh. Just a scratch. Asshole sure caught me off guard, though.” He huffs out a breath. “‘Sides, I’m the doctor here.” He winks at her before dropping his head again, a fresh gush of blood pouring out over his hand.

“Yeah, a fucking doctor who was gonna, what, let ‘imself bleed out all over the goddamn floor? Why the hell didn’t you call me?! Or Misty?! Or fucking Trauma, for that matter?!” She leaps to her feet, letting out a frustrated yell, hurt and anger and fear bubbling to the surface.

“Told ya. S’not that bad. I’m — fine.”

Her optics flash in warning as she scans him. “S’not that bad,” she mocks as she rolls her eyes. “Says the man who’s blood pressure is in the fucking toilet. You may be the doctor here, but I’m not about to stand here and watch you take one for the fucking team. I know what I’m doing. Trust me.”

She pushes him back against the chair a little more roughly than she truly intends to and grabs his hand again, pleading at him with her eyes. Let me help you.

“So, you wanna be my nurse, huh?” He waggles his eyebrows at her, but the gesture falls short as he finally pulls his hand away with a wince.

She laughs as she reaches over him to grab some scissors, gauze and betadine from the side table. “Dunno about a nurse, but I spent the last two years hangin’ with Atlanta’s best medics. Picked up a few tricks from ‘em that I’m sure’ll come in real handy about now. Also, sorry about your shirt.”

Before he can say anything, she grabs his lapels and yanks her hands apart, sending buttons flying before grabbing the scissors and cutting through his undershirt.

“Hey - !”

“Thought you were the doctor here? Just part of the job, right?” She gives him a wink and sets to work cleaning around the wound to get a better idea of what she’s working with. The puncture is deep, but clean and still bleeding heavily. “Hmm. Well-approximated. Clean edges. Must not have been a serrated blade. Should be easy enough to suture,” she says mostly to herself before glancing up at him. She feels her cheeks heat up when she catches him staring at her.

“Your, uh, pressure’s still shit though. Lost quite a bit of blood. Gonna at least need at least a liter or two of fluid to compensate.” She grabs the gauze and presses it to his side to try and staunch some of the bleeding, flinching when he sucks in a sharp breath.

“Huh. Guess those guys did teach you well.” He covers her hand with his and her stomach flips at the contact. “Suture and IV kits are in the drawer next to the desk, and - you should find some LR in one of the cabinets on the back wall.” She nods and pulls her hand away with a small smile. “Thanks. Hold that for me, ya? Be right back.”

She finds what she needs easily enough and begins arranging her supplies on the side table, peeling open the IV kit.

“Fifty eddies says you can’t hit it first stick.”

She gives him a look, but says nothing as she applies the tourniquet and cleans his arm with alcohol . 10 seconds later, she’s taping down a perfect 16g IV in his forearm and hooking him up to a liter of Lactated Ringers, sliding the clamp down to let it run wide open.

He huffs out a laugh. “Well, color me impressed. Now, let’s see if you can suture half as well as you started that IV,” he says with a wink.

Her face flushes at the praise. “Keep eggin’ me on like that and I’ll stitch up more than your wound, old man,” she says without bite, leveling her best glare at him as she fights back a smile. She nudges his hand aside to remove the saturated gauze and grabs the suture kit and local anesthetic from the table. Scanning vitals again, she’s pleased to see his blood pressure and heart rate improving.

She injects the anesthesia and sets to work suturing his wound, letting herself fall back on muscle memory. “So, you never did tell me what the hell happened,” she says, glancing up at him.

“Heh. Old client of mine stopped by for some late night ripper work and went psycho. Tried to get some baloperidol in him, but I guess he figured stabbin’ me was the way to go before runnin’ off.”

She pauses, taking in a deep breath and shaking her head. “Holy fuck, Vik! You’re lucky all he did was stab you once! He could have… you - you could have fucking died before I even got here!” Her voice finally cracks under the sudden onslaught of emotion and she throws her head back, blinking away the hot tears springing up in her eyes.

“Yeah, but I didn’t. And for what it’s worth, V, I’m damn glad you’re here. I owe ya one.”

She laughs through a sniffle and gets back to suturing. “Please, Vik. After all the times you’ve patched me up, this is the least I can do.” She finishes the last stitch and ties the knot, stepping back to admire her handiwork. Vik pushes himself up on his elbows and looks down, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. “Not bad. A little crooked, but it’ll do.” She shoves his shoulder playfully and leans down to remove his IV before walking over to wet a cloth in the sink. “Asshole. And besides, it’s a helluva lot better than you woulda done,” she calls over her shoulder. Turning back, she finds him sitting on the edge of the chair, legs dangling over the edge. She walks over and grabs his chin, gently wiping the sweat from his face. “Don’t you do that to me again, Viktor Vektor, you hear me?” Her eyes are stormy as she stares him down. He stands up gingerly and pulls her into a left-sided hug. “Huh. Now you know how I feel.”