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[em-prentiss]

no proof, not much (but you saw enough)

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The SUV hums beneath the hands of someone new. These ones are softer, more at ease, more than often one casual hand on the wheel rather than two. It’s a blissful break from the perpetual ten and two, and as the Unit Chief grows increasingly drowsy in the passenger seat, the SUV carries them further into the sunset.

Or, how Aaron and Emily fall, through the perspective of multiple settings: the jet, his office, the SUV.

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It happens slowly.

Harsh exteriors are worn down, distrust morphs into mutual respect. Slowly, yes, excruciatingly so, but it happens. Sir’s and Agent’s lose their pointed edges, mellowing on lips that start out reluctant, end up blazing with warmth.

The office is the first one to note it. It’s a cold place, despite the minimal personal touches littering the Unit Chief’s desk. There are scarcely happy memories here, between the lifeless beige walls and the polished oak carrying pounds upon pounds of bloody files, their contents heavier than the sheets of paper they’re printed on. There is no room for light, though the sun streams through the windows in gossamer curtains—the Unit Chief knows this, he knows it well.

And yet a ray of light walks hesitantly in and hands him a peace offering, though peace has for a while been settled in a still sheet above their heads. She’s no longer new to the disjointed family they call a team, but where she’s starting to loosen with the others, she’s still stiff with him. Even the office knows it, from its omniscient view over the bullpen. Her voice mingles with the others’ in a laugh, the pale shape of her hand curls around the media liaison’s shoulder in a lighthearted squeeze.

Both the office and its occupier are well aware that this is something new. They’re good friends; it sees him more than his family does. He keeps it company on dark nights, the lamp at his elbow the only source of warm light across the whole floor, burning steady amber. The office knows the man at the desk more than the agent tentatively crossing it, and yet they both catch the way his brows tick up in surprise when he spots the sweet treat in her hand.

His mouth curls around her name. The tail end of it sounds like a question; she greets it with a bashful smile the office guesses doesn’t often cross her features.

Emily reaches the edge of his desk, says so and so about a sale at the bakery—and quickly clarifies that she bought for the rest of their coworkers too, don’t worry. She thrusts out her hand, he takes the chocolate croissant, murmurs a quiet but genuine thank you. 

Nodding, she takes her leave, chewing on the corner of her lip as she slips past the open door. Her retreating form is traced by his eyes, curious, lingering, before they drop to the pastry held in his hand. The office watches as he picks it apart, takes a bite—two, three—even though it’s a well known fact (to the office, anyway) that the team leader has no stomach for a sweet tooth.

Still, he eats the croissant. Lets crumbs tumble messily on top of his desk, sweeps them away neatly with a tissue. His eyes travel to the window; both he and the office watch as the rest of his team tear into their own pastries. The generous supplier perches on her desk, satisfaction in her eyes and a small smile on her lips. She looks up, as if sensing his gaze, and he flicks his eyes back to the file in front of him.

That is the tentative start.

From there it’s a smooth, sloping hill—impossible to determine when trust had deepened to a professional relationship between coworkers, when that had formed into camaraderie. When butterflies began to flap their wings and flutter, when eyes started to linger and touches ached to do the same.

___

The jet rarely flows with heat. Its frequent occupants know that, and more than often they’re well prepared with blankets and warm beverages, no matter the weather outside.

For the most part, the newest addition to the team also knows this. She’s bundled in professional blazers and soft cardigans most of the time, but the Florida heat doesn’t allow for anything heavier than the barest of tank tops. Her skin is faintly glistening when she plops into one of the lone chairs, shoulders stiff as she holds herself away from the leather of the seat.

The Unit Chief sits with her, evidence of the sticky heat shown in his loosened tie. Their eyes meet and they share a look, unanimously miserable but unwilling to voice it.

It’s something new, these shared looks between them. The jet notes them with interest, tries to pinpoint when exactly they’d started. The farthest it gets is Milwaukee. 

But looks are all they share. No words are exchanged, no pleasantries swapped as she digs out a book and he opens up a file, his pen in his hand even before they’re in the sky. The jet hums around them, providing white noise that makes some of the team curl up and sleep as it takes them home. It rises above the clouds, stabilizes at over a thousand feet, absorbs the subzero temperature outside and allows it to leak through the walls. 

The woman shuffles back comfortably against the seat, cooled enough to let it touch her bare skin. But it doesn’t take long before she’s shifting again, leaning away, tucking her arms into her body. Covering her elbows with her palms, surreptitiously kneading her skin with her thumbs. She does all this quietly, but being the boss means being ever aware.

Without fuss, the Unit Chief gets up. He walks over to the table next to the couch, pops it open and reaches into the hidden cavity there. Everyone eventually learns about it; it’s stocked with soft, downy blankets that are mostly unused because everyone has learned to carry their own.

Still, every once in a while, the compartment is cracked open. 

Hotch picks up a blanket and carries it back to the shivering agent. She looks up, glances at it, then at him, and immediately refuses, so fast it must be reflex. The jet ponders this, as does the Unit Chief, his brows pinched in a gentler version of his usual frown.

Emily, he says softly, the rumble of his voice running parallel to the hum of the jet. Of all things, it’s what makes her pause.

The sound of her given name seems to take her by surprise, even more so than the offered blanket. Eyes rounded, brows momentarily raised, as if caught off guard. She quickly composes herself, smooths out the surprise in her features as she shakes her head, refusing again. 

One too many take it’s and I’m good, thank you’s later, the blanket is resignedly wrapped around her shoulders. But she stops shivering, her muscles finally easing back into the seat. Her head is turned decidedly away, facing the window, but when her eyes flit to him they catch his gaze.

One more exchanged look, a hidden smile in his eyes that doesn’t show on his lips. She looks away.

___

The SUV doesn’t see much, compared to the other places they’ve been. Its mission is always brief, and yet it’s well acquainted with the man at the wheel. Seldom does someone else steer it, so long as he’s there.

This time is no different.

It’s not that the woman doesn’t try—she does, valiantly, to push him to the passenger seat—but the fact that she’s here is already too much. The SUV knows this from the way the man grips the wheel. He’s never gentle with it, always firm, always alert. Ever aware of the lives in his hands, be it in the face of a Glock or under the wheels of a Suburban. 

But a plate of brownies is placed carefully on the console between them and his grip loosens. She offers him one, around a chocolatey mouthful, and the way the corner of his mouth tilts upward is seen only in the side view mirror, a secret tucked between him and the road.

He declines, she grumbles, and then a warm hand is taken entirely off the wheel. The SUV doesn’t lament the loss. Hotch’s careful eyes no longer pierce the windshield with a heat more acute than the sun overhead; he turns, eyes falling to her, and the SUV finds itself without attention.

This is a first. But the open road ahead of them is forgiving, and so the SUV is, too. It watches, listens above the crunch of gravel, as he protests—it’s all sugar, won’t do any good—and she wraps a tissue around a brownie and places it in his hand.

You haven’t eaten anything all day, she refutes stubbornly, though she’s already won. When she brings up the medication Hotch bites the brownie between his teeth without further complaint. It’s the reason they’re driving past the airstrip and toward the long road, after all.

Slowly, Emily forces another brownie into him. And then his medication. And, when the sun dips lower down the sky, she’s somehow able to kick him out of the driver’s seat altogether.

The SUV hums beneath the hands of someone new. These ones are softer, more at ease, more than often one casual hand on the wheel rather than two. It’s a blissful break from the perpetual ten and two, and as the Unit Chief grows increasingly drowsy in the passenger seat, the SUV carries them further into the sunset.

___

The bullpen witnesses his first laugh—at least, the first one she’s pulled from him. The coffee machine separating them, the handles of their mugs almost touching as they wait for the coffee to brew, she makes an offhand comment about diesel fuel, the government praying for their demise, and a Nespresso machine. Her tone is bone dry, a halfhearted grumble that’s more for her than for him. It’s not even meant to be a joke, but the sleep deprivation is getting to them. 

Hotch laughs, stoicism cracking under the soft curve of his lips, and Emily stares. The bullpen—the kitchenette, rather—watches a light dusting of pink spread across her ivory cheeks. It witnesses her wide eyes in return, before lightly dissolving into the same laughter.

These precious sounds are contained within the kitchenette’s walls. Nobody hears them, save for the two living souls pouring their coffee and the lifeless entity surrounding them. Lifeless, yet still swelling with the same surprise that etches across the woman’s features, long after they’ve both dissolved into silence and her face is downturned to the bitter depths of her coffee.

It’s so very interesting, the brightness in the Unit Chief’s eyes as he similarly looks down at his own coffee, lips thinned back to their original shape. So very interesting how the brown of his irises warms, suffused with light even though he’s yet to take a sip of his coffee.

So very interesting how he lingers after he’s done—because he does nothing to prepare his coffee but pour it, and she dumps boatloads of sugars and creamers until the swirl of her coffee lightens to the color of his eyes—and observes her for a fleeting second.

His mouth parts, then softly joins again, bottom lip slotting against top. Picking up his mug, he turns away and out of the kitchenette, shoulders slackening beneath his jacket. He goes, and her eyes follow.

___

The room is not fully dark. The thin curtains let in street lights; they stream in and carve long golden rectangles on the threadbare rug, illuminate hastily packed bags and files stacked neatly atop a desk.

Rooms like this often get visitors like this—fleeting, temporary. The man and the woman have been here for two days, but they only occupy the room to sleep. It knows they won’t be here for long, though it ponders their business. They carry badges and firearms, heave around files and gory pictures. At night, the two hardly speak to each other, except for unnecessary pleasantries—would you like the bathroom first? No, thank you, you go ahead—that speak to their upbringing.

The inky dark of midnight wraps around the gaps between the street lights. The motel room sits, quiet, observing the two sleeping figures bundled in separate beds, until one starts to thrash. The other one stirs, groggy, while the other still fights demons. 

A ragged cry shatters the silence. Even coated with layers of sleep and terror, the room can tell it’s the woman. Her companion blinks sleep from his eyes and tosses the thin comforter from his body, slipping from his bed and to the edge of hers with surprising speed.

Eyes impossibly alert, brows slipping into concern, he stands some distance away and calls out her name.

Emily. 

It’s a hoarse whisper, then urgent. She still thrashes, so he places a hand on her shoulder and shakes, fingers gripped into the flesh of her shoulder. Louder this time, more insistent, desperation curling around the letters of her name.

She wakes up. Opens her eyes with a gasp, the damp patches on her pillow explained by the tears pooling under her lashes. 

The man lets out a similar sound, only lower. You’re okay, he whispers gently, his hand still on her shoulder. You were dreaming.

They’re typical comforts in a situation like this.

What’s not typical is the way she launches into his arms instead of away. A pained sound tumbles from her lips; she curls into him, folding over herself, and the arm he wraps around her back keeps her secured to his chest.

A whimper of his name, a breath of hers. Whispered shhh’s that the room suspects he’s had plenty of practice at. His hands rove over her back, fingers smoothing the sweaty fabric of her shirt. She clings to him so tightly he has no choice but to perch on the edge of the bed, half holding her, half slipping out.

It’s hard to tell whether she’s crying or breathing. The man encourages her to breathe anyway, the low timbre of his voice carrying a bit of firmness that she bends beneath. Minutes stack up on the other side of midnight, a new day starting as the woman’s chest begins to slow beneath the man’s—Hotch’s—instruction.

His lips nudge against her forehead. It’s not yet a kiss, but the gesture is loving, and well practiced. Soon after it’s his hand on the nape of her neck, his fingers threading through the tangled mess of hair he finds there.

The woman doesn’t relax for a while. Not until he situates her back against the pillow, her arms still clutched around him. Neither of them say anything further; it seems an unspoken deal that he’ll lay back with her, run his palm between her shoulder blades until her breath evens out.

Eventually, it happens. The man’s eyes blink through the semi-dark as the woman sleeps on, still wound around him. He waits—and the room does, too—until a half-circle is traced by the clock’s arm, before carefully untangling their limbs.

He’d been sleeping on the opposite side before he woke. His back to her bed, almost hiding. But now he slides again beneath the sheets and turns to face her, the target of his eyesight clear to the room, even half shrouded in darkness.

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In the office it starts, and in the office it comes full circle.

Only his shoulders are stiff with tension. The office guesses that it has something to do with the lumpy gauze under her sleeve, the butterfly bandages along her left cheekbone. She’s not as upset as he is, and not for the same reason. Lips pursed, brows furrowed, she still tries to fight back even though she’s in the wrong.

“You would’ve taken ages to come, Anna didn’t have that much—”

“The unsub was armed—”

“And I was, too—”

“That’s not protocol!” He shouts. 

Emily sucks in a breath, the office takes a pause. Not because of his raised voice, no. It happens—rarely, but it happens. What doesn’t happen is his voice cracking, breaking in half. Fading into silence.

The air thickens. Hotch swallows, the solid lines of his body turning to liquid. “Jesus, Emily, you know better.” His voice is weary, wilting. 

She’s silent. Stricken, lips parted, eyes searching. Emily has intelligent eyes, the office thinks. They see practically everything, absorbing the world with a desperate hunger drawn in the circular outline of her pupils. So it makes sense that when the office glimpses a shine in its Unit Chief’s eyes, she does too.

“Why…why are you…?” She steps closer to him, boldly swipes under his eye with her thumb. He jerks away, a shuddered breath heaving his lungs when her finger comes away wet. 

Her mouth still hasn’t snapped shut yet. Emily takes another step, understanding dawning on her features. 

About time. 

“Hotch—”

“I can’t,” he breathes, shaking his head. 

“Can’t what?” She murmurs. There’s hardly distance between them; her hand molds around his cheek, hesitant. The lines of her shoulders are stiff, as if she’s waiting for him to pull away. 

The office knows he won’t. He’ll say he will, but as long as she’s giving in first, he’ll have no choice but to follow.

Fingers twitching at his side, he blows out an exhale. 

“I can’t.” His hand finds her waist; the office swells with satisfaction. She bends into the touch, her grip tightening on his cheek. “We can’t, Emily. It’s not…”

But he’s bowing into her. Their heads almost touch, his bending down, hers looking up. The glossy darkness of their hair glints almost identically beneath the lights, raven on raven.

“Do you want to?”

The office holds its breath. Its owner is good at denying himself of what he wants.

Thick, suffocating silence. A string pulling taut. And then another shake of a weary head. “We can’t.” He repeats; a broken record, a mantra.

Pale fingers curl around his ear. A thumb with bitten nails swipes under his eye, smears the wetness on his skin until it dries. “That’s not a no,” she says quietly. “I’m waiting for a no, Hotch.”

He doesn’t give one.

Silence rings. For a beat, two, three. Then she’s tilting his head further down, rising on her tiptoes even though she’s in boots, and pressing their lips together. His silhouette shakes, shoulders trembling. Three sticky heartbeats later and he skates tentative hands up her sides, squeezing and shakily exhaling into her mouth. She’s slow with him, patient, and when they’ve broken free they haven’t broken free at all, because his forehead is on hers, an inch between their noses.

“You can’t do that again.” He rasps. 

Emily hums, lips turning up. She tilts her head, catches his mouth again with unusual slowness. “We’ll talk about it later, boss.”

When they leave the office, there’s hardly space between their bodies.

___

The park is one of many in DC. It’s not anything special—yes, there’s benches and tall trees and a gravel pathway, but nothing that could tempt a restless pair of lovers. Today it’s doubly cold, a frigid crunch to the grass that scares away everyone but the two figures strolling around under the watery sun.

There’s soft murmurs between them, passed occasionally like the steaming paper cup they share. The woman holds it for longer, sometimes to drink, sometimes to squeeze around in her bare, pale hands. The man notices, and brings them to a stop, quietly chiding as he covers both her hands with his. He doesn’t wear any gloves but she sighs, shifting to hide her hands entirely beneath his own. The corners of her mouth tip up, as does her head, her eyes searching for her companion’s.

They meet and the park almost blazes with heat. Her smile, somehow both sly and bashful, curls around an excuse, her shoulders shrugging helplessly. 

The man shakes his head. It seems a practiced move, exasperated and fond. His thumbs are restless on the back of her hands, kneading fervent circles into her skin.

She tolerates it for a minute before dragging her hands from his grip to get him walking again, passing him the cup and instead hooking her free arm through his. They stay for longer than the weather allows, some identical tension melting from their shoulders, a heavy weight in their eyes fading as pink bites their cheeks. Talk isn’t frequent, but touches are—his lips to the top of her head, her fingers sinking into his coat, her chest against his arm.

When the cup is drained—he lets her have the last sip—the woman tosses it and curls her fingers into her palm, the pad of her thumb skimming under her nails as if it’s habit. She nudges him off the path, onto the grass. Their shadows follow: long, starkly black companions that trail after them, turning a party of two into four.

They lean into each other. Hard lines fade, blur. Two silhouettes become one, joint from shoulders to feet. 

A right hand reaches for a left; fingers interlock, forming a weave of soft skin and calluses. The shadow of them is cool above the grass, and when he gently cradles her cheek in his free hand, tilting her face upward until their lips join in a kiss, the silhouette warps. It merges into a single, fluid shape, formless and inelegant. 

Even when they break apart, they’re still joined.

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Live With Me - Chapter 17

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Nia is not having a fun time.

She’s been keeping the public updated as much as she can since Kara, Lena and Ms Grant got taken away to go and meet the President as per Ms Grant’s orders but keeping up with the influx of questions and comments is a task that she needs help keeping up with.

Franklin has been trying to help her, but since he’s been taking her direction on it, having him do anything leads to her being asked a million questions and then she’s too busy answering those to get any proper work done herself. She has to give it to the poor guy, in any case. He really is trying.

The phones have been ringing off the hook and she’s had to enlist a whole bunch of interns to answer them to try and deter people from calling over and over, specifically other media stations. They barely have the story of what’s going on with the group taken to The White House as it is. They don’t have enough information to clarify anything to anyone else properly. If anything, they would love to have someone to call to explain the details to them.

On top of handling that, when she went to HR to tell them that she and Franklin were taking over this project and that they needed to set up someone else to run the company temporarily, they wholly misunderstood and assumed that she was telling them that Ms Grant put her in charge of the company so now she’s scrambling to do precisely that.

She has the support of pretty much everyone in the office, but it’s clear that they are only helping because they pity her and are tired of watching her run around like a chicken with its head cut off. A lot of her day is spent running around trying to figure out how to get everything organized and the two people who know the best way to run this place are both gone.

Franklin knocks on the glass door to Ms Grant’s office to announce to Nia that he’s there. She’s been camping in there for a little while now to try and get some peace and quiet, working at the glass coffee table and eyeing up the desk nervously. She knows she could sit there if she wants to, but it feels wrong and she has the distinct feeling that Ms Grant will know if she does.

“Hey, Franklin.” She greets him with a tired smile that doesn’t get anywhere close to reaching her eyes.

“Sorry to interrupt, but I have a list of all the messages taken from the interns working on the phones. I flicked through, and it looks like most are just people wanting to know what’s going on, but there’s some from investors and some from suppliers, so I feel like those should be looked over.” Franklin grimaces as he explains. “I know that’s not what you want to hear.”

“Not at all.” Nia agrees. “I have no idea what I’m doing, Franklin. Can you try and find someone who can deal with that? Someone with more power than me?”

He shakes his head sadly. “You’re the person around here with the power. There’s nobody here more capable than you.”

“That’s unfortunate.”

“I know.”

Her eyes brighten and a devilish smile makes its way onto her face as she’s stuck with a moment of realization. “You’re right, Franklin. I’m the one around here with all the power, and as that person, I will insist that you take care of that, and I also apologize. Just stall the investors. Ms Grant will handle that when she gets back. As for suppliers, do whatever it takes to keep them with the company. We can’t print anything if our ink or paper suppliers back out. Threaten to sue them if you have to; channel your inner Cat Grant.”

“Nia, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Franklin attempts to argue. He sets the list down on the table before rubbing his sweaty palms down his pant legs and trying to back off.

“I do. I’m the most senior member here as of this moment and I have a lot of faith in you, my dear friend. Good luck.” She smiles widely, her eyes twinkling and her hand grabbing the list to thrust it in his direction somewhat aggressively.

“I…” He hesitates but takes the papers. “I’ll try my best.”

Nia’s gaze softens. “Thank you, Franklin. I couldn’t do any of this without you. I have no idea how to handle any of this stuff, so I’m glad to have you in my corner.”

Franklin smiles at her, tight-lipped but genuine. “I’m happy to do it for you, Nia.”

“Thank you.”

Both Nia and Franklin’s heads turn to the door as someone barges in. It’s one of the security guards and he’s severely out of breath; he just ran from somewhere. He pants for a second, not enough about him to form actual words. “Sorry.”

“What’s wrong?” Nia questions, immediately on edge and shooting up to her feet.

“Government agents are attempting to gain entry to the building. They are in the lobby, and they have warrants. The other guys are escorting them up as we speak.” He warns her before ducking back out of the room before she can ask any more questions.

Nia and Franklin share an alarmed look.

“Franklin, we have less than two minutes to get all our evidence against the government and hide it before they get up here. Go!” She pushes his shoulder to jump-start him into a gallop as she passes, running faster than she has in a while. As she races through the bullpen, she yells out. “Someone get legal up here, stat! I don’t care who, just do it!”

The primary evidence that isn’t the critical stuff that Ms Grant already locked away is in Kara’s office. She knows she can get there, but she has no idea what she’s going to do with it after that because she won’t have time to make it anywhere she can hide it and she doesn’t have the code to Ms Grant’s hidden safe so she can’t put it in there.

All of it is already in a file on the desk, so she only has to grab it. Most of it is information they have already released to the public, but if there is anything they’ve missed that they can use later, she doesn’t want them to have it.

There’s no point in her staying in the office. This will be one of the first places they check so nothing is safe here. It’s a shame because they are probably going to wreck this office right after Kara has only just done it up. At least she has a mega-rich girlfriend that will undoubtedly pay for any damages if she’s overly upset about it.

Nia heads for the door and skids to a stop right outside when she hears a commotion coming from the direction of the elevators. They’re here.

She looks around, her options are limited, and she has to think fast. There’s an old records room a few doors down. That’ll do.

She ducks inside and lets her eyes wander over the vast number of filing cabinets crammed into the space. They are literally stacked on top of each other, and others are pushed in front of the older ones to make more space. They should probably be using a second room at this point because this can’t be safety compliant. The cabinets look like they could fall at any second.

Nia drops the file onto the floor momentarily before grabbing one of the cabinets and pulling it with all her might. It scoots forward just a few inches, but that’s all she needs. She might have a few droplets of sweat racing down the side of her face, but she’s being a boss ass bitch so she can overlook how gross it is for now.

Picking up the file, Nia lifts herself up so she can lean over the cabinet and proceeds to reach down for the bottom drawer of the cabinet that was seated behind it. It opens just enough to expose the first seven or so files. She flicks a random one open with the tip of her finger before jamming the evidence file into the space.

Wasting no time, she slams the drawer shut, jumps down and presses her back to the cabinet in front, using her legs to shove it back into position. It works a lot easier than when she was trying to pull it out, that’s for sure.

She takes a second to breathe a sigh of relief and, in doing so, remembers that she’s supposed to be in charge and should go and try to calm all of the ruckus out by the elevators.

Nia races her way over to the bullpen but purposely takes an extra second to compose herself and ensure she’s looking as presentable as possible before turning the last corner. She’s got to channel her inner Cat Grant now.

Marching out there, she clears her throat and fights to keep her face emotionless in the face of about twenty government agents that are all fighting with the CatCo staff. They’re all yelling at each other, the team blocking their way into the office but giving in the second they take so much as the tiniest push because they don’t want to get hurt.

“What is going on here?” Nia asks, her voice raised as much as one single eyebrow is, a trick she’s learned from Lena.

Barely anyone pays her any mind, but she does catch the attention of someone from the Legal Department. She’s glad to know someone listened to her. “Hey, do you know what’s happening?” Nia asks the frazzled-looking woman.

“They supposedly have a warrant, but they are refusing to show it to anyone other than the person in charge.”

Nia rolls her eyes at that. Of course, the government think they can bully their way inside without showing off this supposed warrant to anyone. “Ok, I’ll go and get it. Can you get someone to start streaming this? I want this entire interaction live-streamed. This is something the world needs to see.”

The woman nods but doesn’t look certain. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Is it legal?”

“Well, yes.”

“Then it’s a good idea. Do it.”

Following that interaction, Nia marches right up to the agents and stands in front of them, arms folder and a deadly stare in place. “What can I do for you?”

The agent closest to her glances at her briefly. “We have a warrant; access is to be freely granted; otherwise, we have the legal right to force entry.”

“Show me the warrant,” Nia demands.

“We can only show it to the person in charge, and we know that the person in charge is in Washington DC.” He smirks but drops it quickly when he notices a guy pointing a camera at him. Nia glances at him over her shoulder. “Thank you, Tom. Keep streaming.”

“You got it, boss.” He replies.

Nia raises her eyebrow at the agent again. “Hear that? I’m the boss. I’m in charge of CatCo in Ms Grant’s absence, which makes me the person you should show me that warrant.”

His demeanour shifts instantly, and he completely disengages from her, moving away to whom Nia can only assume is his boss. Nia tracks his movements and tilts her head, intrigued when the boss’ spine straightens and a discomfort sits upon his shoulders.

They dive into a hushed conversation that Nia doesn’t stand a chance of hearing, so instead of watching, she turns to Tom and speaks to the camera. “This is Nia Nal, temporary CEO of CatCo and one of the reporters working behind the scenes with Cat Grant and Kara Danvers on the articles you’re all probably aware of.

“We’re here at CatCo and have government agents attempting to force entry. They claim they have a warrant but refuse to show it to anyone here, including myself. Agents have already pushed past a lot of the staff and have started going through offices looking for what I can only assume is the information we have about the articles.”

Nia gestures to have Tom pan the camera around to show the agents going through desks and pushing people out of the way while refusing to answer any questions about what they want or are attempting to do.

Tom then points the camera back at Nia as she starts talking. “Let’s go and make another attempt at getting that warrant.”

Stalking off to the agent and his boss, Tom follows her diligently, the camera still focused on her. She clears her throat once she’s right behind the two men and plants her hands on her hips. “Excuse me. I need to see that warrant. If you refuse, you must leave immediately as you’re trespassing. You’re illegally seizing CatCo property, damaging our building and traumatizing the staff.”

The guy the first agent ran to clasps his hands behind his back and juts his chin into the air, clearly feeling an air of superiority. “I only have clearance to show that warrant to one Ms Catherine Grant as the CEO of CatCo.”

“No, you have the authority to show it to the person in charge, which is me. I’m currently running CatCo; you need to leave if you don’t show me that warrant. Now.”

“No can do. I’m just following orders.”

“Whose orders are those?”

“That’s confidential.”

Nia turns away from him, the camera following her every move. “That’s it. I’m getting security to get these guys out of here.”

Nia searches for the nearest security guard and sees that he’s arguing with an agent that is completely ignoring him. “Hey, get him out of here, they have no legal right, and they’re trespassing.”

Like a switch has been flipped, the guard mumbles into his radio to let the other security guards know the score. Then he’s grappling with the agent. He rips the files out of his hands that he’s collected from who knows where, and he forces his hands behind his back before shoving his towards the elevators.

The next thing any of them know, the ruckus has turned into a brawl. Agents and guards alike are wrestling with each other, reporters and staff grabbing back the property that the thieving government agents were trying to take with them. Nia stares at the scene in disbelief. This is not what she imagined running CatCo would be like. Ms Grant is going to kill her.

She turns to look for the boss agent again to see if they can resolve this peacefully but walks face-first into the camera, a red line forming on her forehead where the top lip thwacked her. “Ow.” She complains but looks around. “This isn’t good.”

With the brawl in the background, she has an idea. Facing the lens again, she starts talking to the people. “This is what we’re dealing with as a company. The government is attempting to silence us by bullying us into submission without caring about what rights they are taking from us. They would do the same to any person that gets in their way. We will be fine here at CatCo though, we have the safety of numbers.

“Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor and Catherine Grant don’t have that protection. They were taken by the government yesterday to meet The President allegedly. We have seen no proof of this, and their presence was not requested but demanded. Nobody has heard from them since and I worry greatly for their safety, so I implore you all to speak up and not let your voices be silenced the way they are attempting to silence ours.”

From behind, someone grabs her shoulder. She whips around and pushes their hand off her violently, only to regret it when she sees Franklin’s sheepish face. “Sorry, Nia.”

“What is it?”

“There are police here.”

“Dear lord, this place is being overrun with people who like to think with their fists because they don’t have brains. Where are they?”

“On their way up,” Franklin replies sheepishly.

“Of course they are.” Nia scrapes a hand down her face, so done with this entire day, scratch that, this whole week. Her hand catches her forehead and she winces. “Get the staff to stop fighting. I don’t want anyone arrested because the cops can’t differentiate between assault and self-defence when their buddies are involved.”

Franklin scurries away with a nod, and then Nia moves to do the same thing, finding groups of staff and deploying them across the floor to make them stop fighting and instead peacefully block the way of any agent trying to take something that doesn’t belong to them.

The police draw their guns into the bullpen, commanding everyone to get on the ground. Still, it’s evident that by ‘everyone’, they are only talking about the staff and security guards and not the government agents that are the ones actually committing crimes.

Nia keeps standing as everyone drops to the floor, not fighting with loaded guns. She instead lifts her hands into the air and very calmly explains. “I’m Nia Nal, I’m in charge here at CatCo, and I would very much appreciate it if you could tell these brutes that they cannot force their way into a building without a warrant, and if they do have one, they have to show it before they begin helping themselves to CatCo property.”

“Get on the ground!” She’s ordered again.

“I will get on the ground once you’ve confirmed whether or not they have a warrant and make them get on the ground. I assume you’re not treating them with the same disrespect because you both work for the government, but I will not tolerate it, nor will the thousands of people currently watching this interaction live.” She gestures to the camera that Tom is still pointing at her.

The police look at each other briefly before closing in, the guns getting closer to her. “Get on the ground now!”

Nia doesn’t have to be told again. She doesn’t want any bullet holes in her good blouse. It’s an expensive one she ‘borrowed’ from Lena’s closet at a game night a few months ago, and it is designer. She thought it was perfect for her first official day as acting CEO, and now she’s wondering if Lena let her take it because it’s a bad omen or something. She wouldn’t be above that; she is a Luthor.

“Fine, fine, just check the damn warrant.” She yells from the ground.

To their credit, the cops round up the government agents into a corner and make them put down all the stuff they’ve picked up onto a nearby desk before asking for the warrant. One that the one in charge finally takes out of his pocket to show to the police.

The police officer in charge, a woman who looks ready to kick the asses of everyone here, reads it over quickly before sighing. “This says you have the right to a few specific files, and only if you’re not given them can you force access. You have completely disregarded the system and trodden on the rights of everyone here, especially by refusing to show the warrant in the first place. This could have all been avoided if you had done your jobs properly.”

Nia actually claps at the words and the scolded look across the agents’ faces but stops when she finds herself on the receiving end of a glare.

“Nia Nal, did I get that correctly?” The officer asks.

“Yes, that’s me.”

“Can you find these files for the agents so they can leave?”

She nods quickly. “Yes, can you have them wait either in the lobby or outside? I don’t know how long it will take to find them since they’ve made quite the mess in here and they are making my staff nervous.”

The officer nods. “Here is the warrant; ensure you give them everything they want.” She then directs the officers to wrangle them towards the elevators.

As soon as they are all gone, the staff burst into cheers and Nia looks to the camera. “Well, that wasn’t exactly a party, was it? I wasn’t going to show it, but I will release the footage from the lobby when Kara, Lena and Cat’s presence was demanded in Washington. I think we need to be more worried about them than we have been.”

Tom captured the entire thing on the camera and he keeps filming until Nia has found the documents they have requested, all of them the ones on the case against Lord and the government, as expected, and only shits it off after he gets a good shot of them all leaving.

Now, the world knows to worry. Now they see what they are up against.

-

“Oh god.”

Kara’s head snaps up from where she’s had it hanging forward with her eyes closed in an attempt to get some rest when she’s still bound to this stupid chair. She’s been woozy ever since she took that last punch to her face, so she’s been resisting the urge to puke all over herself.

Ms Grant is pushed into the room, her hands clasped behind her back too, but unlike herself, Kara notes that there is no sign of injury to her anywhere.

“Are you ok?” Kara asks as Cat is arranged onto a chair opposite her, her arms thrown over the back of it and her legs zip tied to the legs before they are left to the quiet of the room.

“Am I ok? Kara, your face is swollen, and there is blood covering at least half of it.”

Kara looks up at Cat with the one eye that isn’t swollen shut. “Oh yeah, they hit me.”

“I gathered. Are you in pain?”

Kara shrugs the best she can, wishing she had a hand free to unstick her hair from her face where it’s gotten stuck in her slowly drying blood. It’s really uncomfortable. “A little. I’ll be ok. Do you know where Lena is?”

Cat shakes her head, unable to take her eyes off Kara’s bloody face. “Last I saw of her was in the hotel room they had us in for a while. I take it you got to meet our lovely president too?”

“I did. He wasn’t best impressed when I told him I wouldn’t give him what he wants.”

“That would be why he was so grouchy by the time I arrived.”

Kara grimaces. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. You did the right thing. We have to get out of here though because I’m not liking our chances of exposing their shitty behaviour the longer we’re here. If we wait too long, I’m guessing we won’t be alive much longer.”

“That’s pessimistic.” Kara sighs, her shoulders straining awkwardly from the angle she’s trapped in. They ache like crazy, but it’s nothing compared to her blood-deprived feet or the stinging in her face.

“It’s realistic.” Cat counters. “Let’s figure this out.”

-

Lena props her feet up on the table of the hotel conference room. She can see the silhouettes of the guards outside the door preventing her escape and she’s not stupid enough to believe that she could break her way out of here right now. She wouldn’t even if she could; she doesn’t know where Kara is yet. That’s her first priority.

She clicks her tongue against the roof of her mouth in a steady beat to pass the time and to try and prove to whoever might be watching that she’s not afraid or nervous. She’s actually pretty terrified, not for herself but for Kara. She can handle herself, she’s been doing it for years, but Kara is too good for this world and she’s too keen to see the best in people. Lena will hunt down anyone that poses a threat to her because Kara is the one thing in her life she can’t live without. Not now that she knows what it is to love and be loved by her. She’d rather die than be deprived of her.

Her gaze is set on her heels, her mind whizzing at a hundred miles per hour and her hands folded tightly across her body, her only protection.

The silhouettes shift and it catches her attention. The door opens and a large man with grey hair enters. He’s holding a clipboard and he’s in full military gear. “Ms Luthor.” He greets her.

“General Lane.” She replies in a clipped tone.

“I see there is no need for introductions then.” He drags out the chair opposite her with a noisy scrape that makes Lena grimace.

“Obviously. What can I do for you, General Lane?”

A sly smile crosses his face. “Quite the contrary, Ms Luthor. This meeting is about what I can do for you.”

Lena’s head tilts, her confusion just barely recognizable. “I don’t see how unless you’re about to tell me where you have taken Ms Danvers and Ms Grant.”

General Lane scoots his chair over so he’s no longer facing the bottom of Lena’s shoes, obviously annoyed that she’s not put her feet down as he was expecting her to. “In good time, Ms Luthor. There are more pressing matters for us to discuss first and foremost.”

“I disagree. My people are more important than whatever imbecile offer you’re about to make me is.”

“I can assure you, the offer I’m about to make you is anything but imbecile. It’s one that will make you more money than you could ever possibly imagine.”

“Are you forgetting that, unlike your pet Maxwell Lord, I’m a Luthor with access to billions of dollars already? I don’t need any illegal schemes to better myself.” She swings her legs down, stands up and leans over the desk, her arms holding up her weight. “I’m already the best.”

General Lane leans back in her chair. His lips are puckered in anger, and a lightning bolt-like crease has formed between his eyes, fire brewing there. “Fine, I was being nice, but since you don’t want to go about it that way, how about we do it the hard way? Does that sound good to you?”

“I didn’t know a man as old as you could get hard anymore.”

His fist slams down on the table as he resorts to yelling at the top of his lungs for a moment of irrational fury before he calms himself down enough to realize that he shouldn’t be shouting in case anyone hears. “You are walking a fine line, Ms Luthor. You have two options. You can work with us and take up the contract we had with Lord Industries to build those prisons and do those experiments, or we can forcefully seize your company, put someone more willing in charge and still get what we want. You can sit down and make money, or you can be removed. It’s up to you.”

“What a shame. I have a million different safeguards in place to stop you from doing exactly that.” Lena tuts. She’s scared now but determined to keep a hold of the upper hand. “Tell me though, General, why are you so keen on getting those experiments done? What are they exactly and how does it benefit you?”

His eyes are blazing but Lena can see the reality of the situation. His brain might as well be soup because he’s not quick enough to handle her in a verbal sparring match. He can’t outshout her, not here.

“That’s confidential.”

“You want me in on your schemes, then you must tell me what they are. That’s how this works.”

His head turns robotically to one side, his face turning away as he attempts to regain some of his composure. He takes a deep breath before facing her again. “Our military services always need new weaponry and advancements; however, we don’t have the manpower to willingly put the lives of honest men and women at risk for experimental weaponry.”

“So you want to use prisoners.” Lena fills in the gaps. “What kind of weaponry will you be having them use.”

A sick smile slithers its way onto General Lane’s face. “They are the weapons.”

Lena’s heart sinks and bile rises in her throat—time for a new plan. There’s no working with someone as deranged as this. “I don’t agree with what you’re doing, but I think we’re both aware of my weaknesses.”

“Your pretty little girlfriend.” General Lena sneers. “She’s been quite the pain in the backside.”

“I can imagine, she’s quite the force to be reckoned with when she wants to be.”

“We can’t have her putting our operations at risk.”

Lena nods seriously. “Of course not, but that won’t be a problem going forward.”

“What makes you so sure of that?”

“Kara is a powerful woman, but I’m stronger, and she will never go against me if I’m working with you. You get me my girlfriend and her boss, release them, and I will work with you. In the meantime, get me the details of what you need for the project. If I’m doing this, I’m going to be well-informed. Sound good to you?”

He rolls his shoulders back, not liking that Lena is calling the shots but very much appreciating that she’s willing to negotiate. His desperate need for control is taking over though. “You get the ladies once we’ve signed the contract.”

“I sign the contract once I have them. Do you really want to make all that work for yourself by trying to take over my company just because you won’t budge on one tiny detail?”

“After.” He spits.

“I get to see them to prove they are ok, and then you can take them up the hotel room and keep them there until after the contract is signed. How about that?”

“I would be amendable.”

“Excellent.” Lena smiles. “Bring them to me and we can discuss matters further. In the meantime, I will look at the experiments’ details. Good?”

He nods. “I’ll send someone out to fetch them.”

“You do that.”

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[royomachinery]

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[alki-studio]

Bookbinding with 'Junk' Leather: embossed landscape case binding

Here's a leather casebound book I made back in 2022!

Most of the leather I have is junk leather-- I exclusively buy is scrap leather. Most often, it's industry scraps from craft store scrap packs, or from the scrap bin from local leather stores. Occasionally I'll harvest the leather from an old clothes too.

I had a piece of otherwise beautiful undyed leather, large enough for a complete case binding, but it had massive, ugly, dark streaky stains on it. Here’s an awful photo of that:

Nonetheless, I wanted to challenge myself to use it. I think I had watched one-too-many kintsugi videos, and was really feeling the whole 'embracing beauty in the flaws' thing.

The design for this book started with the endpaper I wanted to use:

I bought this paper from a vendor at an antique book fair, I think I paid $12 for a 25" x 37" sheet. I just bought it because it looked cool, but I'm realizing as I write this, it's actually kyo-karakami. Unlike the chiyogami or katazome-shi mass produced today that you can find at most US-based paper suppliers, you can see that the print actually sits completely on top of the paper.

Here's a description from the Kyoto Artisans Concierge website of kyo-karakami:

Karakami paper that adorns Shinto shrines, Buddist temples and tearooms.

Simply put, Kyo-karakami is a type of woodblock print which uses printing blocks hand-carved on magnolia wood with traditional patterns passed down from ancient times. It is produced by a traditional method where coloring materials called kira (mica) and gofun (white pigment) are added to its surface, and the design is copied with the palm of the hand by overlaying it onto washi paper or torinoko (lustrous and smooth paper) one sheet at a time.

And here's a comparison in texture of chiyogami (left), which is silk-screened with pigment-based ink, and kyo-karakami (right):

Anyway, the design was cool, so I sketched up something (I guess the style would be 'nihonga', which literally just means classic Japanese painting) for the casing to match on chipboard, and carved it out with an exacto. Totally killed my wrists doing so.

I realized it'd look great to make the design raised across the spine, so I went with cord binding in spirit of such. Honestly, maybe it's because most of the bindings I do are on the thinner side, but I don't really see the need to have a frame when binding on cords or tape. I just kind of pull it taut as I go. Here’s the block and board being pressed (left) and the block block in the press after binding and end bands (right):

Now for the best part: adding the leather! My technique to getting all the embossed details is pretty standard, just plenty of glue, a fuckton of it in tightly detailed spaces so that the leather will adhere, and pressing it in with a bone folder.

From there, pretty standard encasement. I like to use linen as a backing material, it may be thicker and more visible behind the end paper, but it's way stronger than cardstock and looks fine as long as the edges are neat.

I honestly didn't consider the possibility of just staining the leather darker to get rid of the stains until a while after I had finished the project.

Here's the finished book! I really love how it turned out.

[tlppackaging]

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[overseepos]

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[alliedpackworld1]

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Where to Buy Debossed Paper Bags in Delhi?

Allied Packworld – Your Trusted Packaging Partner If you're looking for top-quality Debossed Paper Bags in Delhi, Allied Packworld is the perfect choice. With a strong focus on quality, design, and customization, they offer a wide range of options tailored to different business needs. Whether you need small orders for boutique packaging or bulk supplies for corporate branding, Allied Packworld ensures top-notch craftsmanship.

Local Packaging Suppliers & Stores Many packaging stores in Delhi offer Debossed Paper Bags, but for the best quality and customization, Allied Packworld remains the go-to supplier. Their expertise in creating luxurious and sustainable packaging solutions sets them apart in the industry.

Online Custom Orders Ordering Debossed Paper Bags in Delhi online is convenient, and Allied Packworld provides a seamless ordering experience. With high-quality printing, embossing, and finishing options, they ensure that each bag meets the highest standards of branding excellence.

Customization Options with Allied Packworld

To help businesses create an impactful packaging experience, Allied Packworld offers extensive customization options for Debossed Paper Bags:

✅ Debossed brand logos, monograms & messages ✅ Variety of sizes & colors to match your brand identity ✅ Foil stamping, UV printing & textured finishes ✅ Luxury handle options: twisted rope, satin ribbon, or die-cut handles ✅ Matte, glossy, or kraft paper material options

With Allied Packworld, businesses can create Debossed Paper Bags in Delhi that truly stand out and leave a lasting impression on customers.

Benefits of Debossed Paper Bags

✔ Enhances Brand Recognition – The debossed effect adds a touch of exclusivity to your packaging.

✔ Sustainable & Recyclable – A great alternative to plastic bags, reducing environmental impact.

✔ Ideal for Luxury Packaging – Perfect for high-end boutiques, fashion brands, and corporate gifting.

✔ Durable & Sturdy – Made from premium-quality materials to securely hold products of various sizes.

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Best Printing Paper Supplier in Ahmedabad: Your Ultimate Guide

Are you searching for the best printing paper supplier in Ahmedabad? Look no further! OmkarPaper presents the ultimate guide to finding the top suppliers in the city. Our comprehensive guide includes detailed insights into the leading suppliers, their product offerings, and what sets them apart. From high-quality printing papers to specialized options for various applications, we've done the legwork for you. Whether you're a business looking for bulk supplies or an individual with specific needs, our guide will help you make informed decisions and find the perfect paper for your projects.

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Duplex Paper Supplier From India – Knam Marketing.

When a trusted name in the industry. As a leading duplex paper supplier from India, we specialize in delivering superior-grade paper products that cater to the diverse needs of businesses worldwide.

Why Choose Knam Marketing as Your Duplex Paper Supplier?

Premium Quality Products: At Knam Marketing, we offer duplex boards and papers that are known for their exceptional durability, smooth finish, and consistent quality.

Wide Range of Applications: Our duplex paper is ideal for various uses, including packaging, printing, and manufacturing cartons for industries like FMCG, pharmaceuticals, and retail.

Eco-Friendly Solutions: We are committed to promoting sustainable practices by supplying environmentally friendly duplex paper that aligns with global standards.

Global Reach: With years of experience in paper export, we serve clients across the globe, ensuring timely delivery and competitive pricing.

Customization Options: Whether you need coated or uncoated duplex paper, we provide tailored solutions to meet your specific requirements.

Features of Duplex Paper from Knam Marketing

High GSM Strength: Suitable for heavy-duty applications.

Smooth Surface: Ensures high-quality printing results.

Versatile Usage: Perfect for packaging boxes, labels, and brochures.

Sustainably Sourced: Produced using eco-conscious materials.

About Knam Marketing

With over 15 years of experience, Knam Marketing is a renowned name in the paper industry, specializing in exporting premium paper products like duplex boards, fluting medium paper, and finish paper. Our expertise and dedication to quality make us the preferred duplex paper supplier from India for businesses worldwide.

Partner with Us

If you're looking for a reliable partner for your duplex paper needs, Knam Marketing is here to help. Contact us today to explore our product range and experience unmatched service from India’s top duplex paper supplier.

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AMD Medical: Trusted Suppliers and Distributors of Disposable Electrodes, Instrumentation Charts, POS Rolls, and ATM Rolls in the UAE

At AMD Medical, we are a leading name in the UAE for providing high-quality medical supplies, including Disposable Electrodes, Instrumentation Charts, POS Rolls, and ATM Rolls. As prominent suppliers and distributors in the region, we pride ourselves on delivering reliable and cost-effective solutions tailored to the needs of healthcare providers, retailers, and businesses across the UAE.

Disposable Electrodes Distributors and Suppliers in UAE

As trusted disposable electrodes distributors in UAE, AMD Medical ensures that healthcare facilities have access to high-performance electrodes for accurate diagnostics and patient care. Our disposable electrodes suppliers in UAE offer a wide range of options, suitable for various medical equipment, including ECG machines, for both short and long-term use. We provide products that meet international standards for reliability and patient safety, ensuring optimal performance.

Instrumentation Charts Manufacturers and Suppliers in UAE

For medical professionals requiring precise documentation of readings, AMD Medical is your go-to choice for instrumentation charts manufacturers in UAE. We specialize in high-quality instrumentation charts suppliers in UAE, ensuring that your equipment remains calibrated and your data is accurately recorded. Whether you need specialized charts for ECG machines, blood pressure monitors, or other medical devices, our charts are designed to meet stringent medical standards.

POS Rolls Manufacturers, Distributors, and Suppliers in UAE

In addition to our medical supplies, AMD Medical is also a trusted name for POS rolls manufacturers in UAE. We provide a variety of POS rolls distributors in UAE that are ideal for retail environments, ensuring smooth and efficient transactions. Our POS rolls suppliers in UAE offer both thermal and bond paper rolls for point-of-sale systems, designed to be durable and high-quality to handle the demands of fast-paced environments.

ATM Rolls Manufacturers, Distributors, and Suppliers in UAE

When it comes to ATM rolls, AMD Medical delivers the best in quality and durability. As prominent ATM rolls manufacturers in UAE, we specialize in ATM rolls distributors in UAE that are designed to meet the specific requirements of banking and ATM systems. Our ATM rolls suppliers in UAE offer a variety of options for printing receipts, ensuring clear and long-lasting printouts for transaction documentation.

Why Choose AMD Medical?

High-Quality Products: Our products, including disposable electrodes, instrumentation charts, POS rolls, and ATM rolls, are manufactured using top-grade materials and technology to meet the highest standards.

Wide Product Range: We offer a comprehensive selection of medical and retail supplies to suit diverse business and healthcare needs.

Reliable Delivery: As experienced suppliers and distributors in the UAE, we ensure prompt delivery, ensuring your business operations and healthcare services run smoothly.

Customer-Focused: Our team is committed to providing excellent customer service, offering professional advice and timely assistance with product inquiries and orders.

Contact AMD Medical Today!

Whether you are looking for reliable disposable electrodes suppliers in UAE, instrumentation charts distributors in UAE, or high-quality POS rolls manufacturers in UAE, AMD Medical is your trusted partner. Contact us today to place your order or learn more about our products and services.

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The Ultimate Solution for Name Tag Creation: BadgeMachine’s Name Tag Maker

Creating name tags has never been easier! Whether you’re organizing a corporate event, managing a bustling office, or running a retail store, a high-quality name tag is a small detail that makes a big difference. BadgeMachine’s Name Tag Maker offers a seamless solution for creating professional, personalized, and durable name tags on demand.]

Why You Need a Name Tag Maker

Gone are the days of outsourcing name tag production or relying on generic designs. A name tag maker provides:

Customizable Options:

Tailor each name tag to include names, job titles, logos, and more.

Match designs with your company’s branding for a cohesive look.

Efficiency and Speed:

Print or engrave name tags in minutes, perfect for last-minute changes or large-scale events.

Cost Savings:

Eliminate the expense of hiring external suppliers by producing name tags in-house.

Versatility:

Compatible with a variety of materials, including plastic, metal, and eco-friendly options.

Professional Appearance:

Ensure sharp, polished, and high-quality designs every time.

How BadgeMachine’s Name Tag Maker Works

Creating name tags with BadgeMachine is simple and hassle-free:

Design Your Tag:

Use BadgeMachine’s intuitive software or upload your custom design.

Incorporate elements like names, logos, titles, and even QR codes.

Load Your Material:

Choose your preferred material—plastic, metal, or laminated paper—and insert it into the machine.

Produce the Tag:

Select your preferred method (printing or engraving) and let the machine handle the rest.

Add Attachments:

Use pins, magnets, or lanyards to make your tags wearable.

Features of BadgeMachine’s Name Tag Maker

User-Friendly Interface:

Easy-to-operate software and controls make design and production a breeze.

Compact and Portable:

Perfect for businesses with limited space or event organizers on the go.

High-Quality Output:

Crisp text, vivid colors, and precise engravings ensure a professional look.

Customizable Options:

Personalize fonts, colors, and layouts to match your branding.

Eco-Friendly Compatibility:

Machines support sustainable materials for environmentally-conscious businesses.

Who Can Benefit from a Name Tag Maker?

Corporate Offices

Equip employees and visitors with professional name tags that showcase their roles and your company’s logo.

Events and Conferences

Create personalized attendee badges that enhance networking and elevate event branding.

Retail Businesses

Help employees connect with customers through clear, attractive name tags.

Educational Institutions

Use name tags to identify students, faculty, and staff for better organization and security.

Healthcare Settings

Ensure easy identification of medical professionals and staff in busy environments.

Why Choose BadgeMachine?

Top-Notch Quality:

Our name tag makers produce durable, professional-grade tags every time.

Cost-Effective Solutions:

Affordable machines that pay for themselves over time.

Expert Support:

From setup to maintenance, our team is here to help.

Custom Design Assistance:

Need help with your designs? We’ve got you covered.

Eco-Friendly Focus:

Choose from sustainable materials and environmentally-friendly production options.

Pro Tips for Creating Stunning Name Tags

Keep it Simple: Avoid clutter by focusing on essential details like name, title, and logo.

Prioritize Readability: Use legible fonts and colors that contrast well.

Test Before Printing in Bulk: Print a sample to check for accuracy and quality.

Add a Personal Touch: Include optional features like job titles or QR codes for added functionality.

Order Your Name Tag Maker Today

Say goodbye to outdated, generic name tags and elevate your branding with BadgeMachine’s Name Tag Maker. Whether you’re producing tags for a one-time event or need an ongoing solution for your business, our machines deliver speed, quality, and convenience.

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Stationery Suppliers in Sri Lanka: Meeting Your Business and Personal Needs

Stationery plays a crucial role in both personal and professional settings. Whether it’s for a business, a school, or individual use, finding the right stationery supplier ensures quality, variety, and value for money. Sri Lanka, with its growing economy and dynamic educational and corporate sectors, boasts numerous stationery suppliers that cater to diverse needs. Here’s an overview of the stationery industry in Sri Lanka and the top suppliers to consider.

The Role of Stationery in Daily Life

Stationery is indispensable in various aspects of life:

Educational Institutions: Schools and universities require a wide range of items such as exercise books, pens, pencils, erasers, rulers, and art supplies.

Corporate Offices: Businesses depend on high-quality stationery for smooth operations, including letterheads, envelopes, notepads, files, and printing paper.

Creative and Personal Use: Artists, designers, and hobbyists seek specialized stationery items like sketchpads, watercolors, and markers.

The demand for stationery continues to grow, especially with advancements in product design and eco-friendly alternatives.

Leading Stationery Suppliers in Sri Lanka - https://finelinesuppliers.com/

Here are some of the top stationery suppliers and manufacturers in Sri Lanka that offer a comprehensive range of products:

Atlas Axillia Co. Ltd.

Fine Line Suppliers

Sarasavi Bookshop

Promate

Emerging Trends in Stationery in Sri Lanka

The stationery industry is evolving, with new trends shaping consumer preferences:

Eco-Friendly Products: Sustainable stationery, such as recycled paper and biodegradable pens, is gaining traction among environmentally conscious consumers.

Customizable Stationery: Personalized items like notebooks, planners, and corporate letterheads are in demand.

Digital Integration: Hybrid products such as smart notebooks that digitize handwritten notes are becoming popular.

Premium Stationery: High-end brands are catering to professionals who seek luxury and elegance in their office supplies.

Tips for Choosing the Right Supplier

Assess Your Needs: Determine whether you require stationery for personal, educational, or corporate use.

Compare Prices: Look for suppliers that offer competitive rates without compromising on quality.

Check Product Variety: Choose a supplier with a comprehensive range to meet all your requirements.

Consider Delivery Options: Many suppliers now offer online purchasing and doorstep delivery for convenience.

Support Local Brands: By purchasing from Sri Lankan suppliers, you contribute to the local economy.

Sri Lanka’s stationery market is vibrant and diverse, offering products that cater to every need and budget. Whether you’re a student preparing for exams, an artist seeking inspiration, or a business professional organizing an office, the country’s top suppliers have covered. Explore their offerings, embrace new trends, and enjoy the benefits of quality stationery that enhance productivity and creativity.

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Why Quality Matters: The Role of Paper Cup Suppliers in UAE's F&B Industry

The food and beverage (F&B) industry in the UAE is one of the most dynamic and rapidly growing sectors in the region. As businesses strive to meet the high expectations of consumers, the role of reliable and high-quality paper cup suppliers in UAE cannot be overstated. From cafes and restaurants to food trucks and event organizers, the demand for premium disposable paper cups has surged, making it essential to prioritize quality in sourcing these products.

Ensuring Consumer Safety and Satisfaction

The primary function of paper cups is to provide a safe, hygienic, and convenient way to serve beverages. Poor-quality cups can result in leakage, contamination, or an unpleasant user experience, which could tarnish a brand's reputation. High-quality paper cups are manufactured with durable materials and precision, ensuring they can withstand hot or cold beverages without compromising their structural integrity. Reliable paper suppliers in UAE also ensure their materials meet international safety and hygiene standards, making them suitable for diverse applications in the F&B sector.

Sustainability and Environmental Responsibility

With the global push towards sustainable practices, many businesses are opting for eco-friendly alternatives. Reputable paper cup suppliers in UAE provide products made from biodegradable and recyclable materials, catering to the growing demand for environmentally conscious solutions. By offering high-grade raw materials and customizable options, these suppliers enable businesses to align their operations with sustainability goals while maintaining exceptional product quality.

Enhancing Brand Image

The presentation of a beverage often influences customer perceptions of a brand. Paper cups that feature clear printing, vibrant designs, and superior craftsmanship can significantly enhance a company's branding efforts. Businesses can use high-quality paper cups as a canvas to showcase their logo, tagline, or marketing message, creating a lasting impression on customers. Suppliers that provide customization services help F&B companies achieve this goal while maintaining the durability and functionality of their products.

Why Partnering with the Right Supplier Matters

Choosing the right paper suppliers in UAE can be a game-changer for businesses. A dependable supplier offers consistent quality, competitive pricing, and timely deliveries, ensuring uninterrupted operations for their clients. Furthermore, they provide expert guidance on material selection and compliance with industry regulations, helping businesses optimize their supply chain.

Ace Paper: Your Trusted Partner in Quality Paper Supplies

As a leading paper supplier in UAE, Ace Paper is dedicated to delivering premium-quality materials for the manufacturing of paper cups and other products. Our expertise and commitment to excellence make us the preferred choice for businesses seeking reliable solutions in the F&B industry. Contact us today to elevate your business with our top-tier products and unparalleled service.