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[creativeboxesblog]

Ditch the Freezer Burn: The Ultimate Guide to Custom Vacuum Sealed Bags

Imagine a bag that sucks out all the air, creating an airtight seal around your food or belongings. That’s the magic of custom vacuum sealed bags. They’re typically made from a special food-grade plastic that’s strong, puncture-resistant, and freezer-safe.

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Features That Make Heat Seal Mylar Bags A Great Packaging Option

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[sabraeal]

Brewed With Intent, Part 3

[Read on AO3]

“You’re sure that you feel all right?” Shidan stoops— not far, but enough— to stare Obi right in the eyes, mouth furrowed deep into its concern corners. It’s habit to brace, to wait for her inevitable sympathetic flinch when that otherworldly something drives them back—

But it never comes. Shidan holds his gaze— a second, then two, then suddenly half a minute’s passed without a single shudder— and asks, “No itching or…hm…burning?”

Pencil-thin brows hike right up to his hairline, rumpling the scar that cuts across beneath it, both nothing and everything like Shirayuki had imagined. “Are those symptoms I should be worrying about, Doc?”

“Not a doctor,” Shidan reminds him absently, “and no.”

“What?” Obi sputters out. “Then why would you ask—?”

“The last time someone tried to cast something on you, you turned into a human bonfire.” Shidan levels a stare at him so flat she could skip rocks across it. “Taking some measure of caution seems prudent.”

It’s riveting to watch his mouth work, to see all the muscles twisting together to shape words that never quite manage to be more than a dissatisfied grunt. “Well, not a human one.”

The glare Shidan gives him could hang pictures. “Why don’t you go take a breather here in the back? Just in case. Last thing I need is a customer to spontaneously combust on East Broadway.”

“Please, I’m civilized, I’d make it to at least Belmont.”

“I still think it’ll be some frog action.” Yuzuri bumps the stock room door open with her hip, a box of vacuum-sealed herb packets teetering in her arms. “Or maybe a small mammal. I don’t know what your biology would do with something cold-blooded.”

“Best not to find out.” Suzu turns too-earnest eyes to him. “I think you’d make a handsome stoat.”

Obi presses a hand to his chest, shirt rumpling enough to bare even more bronze beneath, and ah, two buttons have never seemed so indecent. “That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

“Hey!” A cardboard corner lodges under his sternum in protest. “I called you hot!”

“Yeah, but that’s just facts.” Obi’s palm shoves against one flat side, angling her back toward the aisles. “Suzu’s showing some imagination. A little faith, if you will.”

“Really? You’re gonna lecture me about moralism? A de—?”

“How long should do you think we should wait?” Shirayuki asks, if only to give her an excuse to do something besides letting her eyes trace the length of his cheekbones another dozen times. “I was hoping to do some of my rounds today if, er…”

It would be insensitive to say, if Obi doesn’t explode on them. Though it’s certainly not as career limiting for him as it would be for, say, either her or Ryuu, the whole business with Haki had still come as a bit of a blow. Even now his hair hasn’t fully grown back in, just a thick forest of black bristle he complains is at the whim of his pillow, even though Shirayuki’s half sure she’s never seen him use one.

Shirayuki casts a curious glance at the hand he runs through it, ignoring the itching of her own palms. Whatever he's doing, it’s clearly working for him.

“Can’t say for sure.” Shidan scratches at his goatee, giving Obi a squint for good measure, almost as if he could see the inner workings of the charm over him, like a clock maker inspects gears on a timepiece. “Fifteen minutes?

“Oh, like one of those vaccines things, right?” Obi doesn’t sit so much as free fall into the bean bag chair in Shidan’s office, long legs stretched across the carpet. “Miss made me wait with her once.”

Yuzuri huffs as she heads toward the shop, one ear flicking. “It’s bullshit that you can’t get sick. Totally unfair. Proof that the universe has its fucking favorites, to be honest.”

“Don’t blame me.” He hooks his hands behind his head, eyes at half-mast, positively lounging. She catches herself mid-star, her eyes nearly raking across ever leather and denim clad inch. And especially the few inches with neither. “Blame— what’s it you guys call it? Speciation? Different biology.”

“Well, some of it has to be the same,” Suzu muses, chin in hand. “You know, for, uh” —he stutters under Obi’s sudden glare— “reasons.”

Shirayuki blinks. “Re—?”

“All right, I think we’ve done more than enough agitation testing,” Shidan grunts, getting to his feet. “Let’s let the guy catch his breath. Give him some space.”

“To combust? If he’s going to do that, a few feet won’t really—”

“Suzu!” Yuzuri stamps her foot just outside the office, ears pulled so low they practically disappear into her hair. “You can’t just say someone is going to explode.”

“Why?” He blinks, craning his neck down to stare. “It’s not like it’ll hurt him.”

“Still. It’s rude!” The graphic part of his tee crumples beneath her fist as she reaches out and tugs, yanking all six foot two of him right off his feet. “Now just get over here already. The last thing I need is you turning into a pile of ash and making more work for me.”

Shidan sighs, running a hand through his already tousled thatch of hair. “Well, that’s the peanut gallery. Shirayuki…?”

“I’ll stay.” It’s supposed to sound supportive, stalwart, but with the heat that licks up her neck, tickling at the apples of her cheeks, she doubts it makes the mark. “Just in case.”

“Your funer—” Shidan coughs, hand scraping over his stubble— “choice.”

“Don’t worry, doc,” Obi hums, head tilted back, skin stretched taut enough she can see his throat bob as he swallows. “This isn’t Miss’s first rodeo. She can handle anything my biology can throw at her.”

Shidan hums, unconvinced. “Right, well, there is a fire extinguisher under the counter. If you need it.”

“I don’t think we will, that sort of reaction tends to be, er…instantaneous.” Shirayuki angles her most grateful smile up at him. “Thank you though. Not just for the, er, information. But everything.”

His shoulders hike up by his ears, as allergic to gratitude as every other master practitioner she’s met. At least he isn’t trying to rush her out the door the way Lata did every time he caught a whiff of sincerity on her. “Don’t mention it.”

It’s hardly a long walk from his desk to the door, but it’s enough steps to see how he’s favoring one side, like Grandpa did whenever the weather got too wet out. “I could brew you something for that, if you wanted.”

His hand hooks on the jamb, holding him steady as he turns a furrowed brow toward her. “For what?”

“Your limp.”

It’s astounding how quickly the red rockets up his neck, not even taking a pause at his cheeks, just barreling up from his collar until it crashes against his hairline. “N-no!” He coughs again, hand scrubbing over his face. “I mean— it’s nothing. Works itself out in time. Just…worry about yourselves.”

It’s in her nature to gently insist, to wheedle curmudgeons around to a show of kindness, but she barely has time to take in a breath before the door slams behind him. Hard enough that it rattles the walls, setting more than a few of his pictures askew.

“Well,” she hums, reaching over to fix one within arm’s reach. “That seems a little unnecessary.”

“Miss.”

There’s no reason for Obi's mouth to hitch like that, or for his arresting eyes to soften, overflowing with affection she can appreciate every ounce of now that instinct is no longer blaring alarm in her ears. And yet, here he is, too-sharp canines dinting his lower lip, shoulders practically shivering as he bites back his snickers. Poorly, she might add.

It doesn’t make the picture of it any less pretty. And it certainly doesn’t do anything to discourage her staring at him, that’s for sure.

“I don’t see what’s so funny,” she murmurs, her own cheeks flushed as she turns them away. “He’s injured! I was just trying to be helpful. That’s hardly a reason to get so flustered…”

“Miss.” The word practically squeaks out of him, laughter slipping out behind it. “How do you think he got that limp?”

“How would I…?”

It’s the pity that gets her, just the slightest sliver hidden behind the fondness in his eyes, the same kind Yuzuri gives her when she’s a little slow to understand something adult, and—

“Oh.” There'd been marks on Garrack��s neck, so fresh, only a handful purpled and even less yellowed. And a discount that she’d been so certain she earned them. “Oh.”

“There we go,” Obi hums, settling deeper into the bean bag. “Now you’ve got it.”

*

It’s only fifteen minutes— less time than it takes Ryuu to complete the sudoku in the paper, or Obi takes to make a sandwich— and yet every second of it is interminable, stretching by with all the speed of molasses down a bottle’s neck. No wonder Obi is always acting like he’s about to jump out of his skin at the library.

But this isn’t just an outright allergy to sitting stationary— no, Shirayuki has extenuating circumstances. The kind that make her wonder if that leather is as touchable as it looks.

“That bad, hm?”

Her eyes dart up, disrupted from the corners they’d been sneaking their surreptitious glances. His are still closed, head tilted back on his hands, like he’d be more at home with a hammock at his back than a bean bag, mojito within arm's reach. Only his smile’s strained, more teeth than teasing, braced for a blow. “Huh?”

“You know…” One large hand waggles over him, a sliver of gold peeking through his eyelashes. “The new look.”

Is it? That’s what she’d like to ask— if when he looks in the mirror, this is the face he sees, or whether Shidan’s charms have polished the edges off they way they’ve erased the extra eyelid. If this is just a human face plastered over a more eldritch one, more palatable to the small animal that is her brain, or what had been hiding beneath that miasma all along, waiting for a heart stout enough to be seen.

Instead she watches his eyelashes splay over the golden arch of his cheekbone and feels her mouth go inexplicably dry. “N-no! Yuzuri’s right. It’s, um…”

“Hot?” he offers, entirely too eager. Even rolls up to his side, one arm angled behind his head, like one of those pin-ups the Laxdo dorm boys had hurried to take down from the wall the last time she stopped by.

“Attractive,” she allows, ignoring the insufferable angle his smirk slants itself to. “You’ll certainly draw attention while we’re out.”

“Attractive.” He tests the word, savors it, and apparently likes the taste. “But am I attracting you, Miss?”

It’s mortifying how quickly her skin goes hot, a slight flush to lobster red in seconds. “Obi!”

“Kidding, kidding!” His hand fly up, but she’s in no mood to be placated, not when they tremble at the same frequency as his laugh. “All this being perceived— it’s going straight to my head.”

He deserves every ounce the scowl she gives him, gaining gravitas as it ramps over the forbidding fold of her arms. “Be that as it may, it’s still not very nice to tease! Especially when you’re not even interested in the answer.”

“I wonder.” There’s a strange set to his smile, like his mouth doesn’t quite fit on his face, like it belongs to a different man entirely— but it’s gone as quick as it arrived, disappearing behind what she’s quickly coming to realize is his usual grin. “So where to next, Miss? After the Doc gives me a clean bill of health, of course.”

There’s a plan, a list, but— but he stretches. Palms press flat to the wall behind him, exaggerating the arch of his back, and— and his shirt rolls up, baring the barest sliver of bronze right above his waistband. A dusting of dusky hair peeks above the brass button, trailing down to parts unknown, and her fingers itch, wanting to know it’s as silky as it looks, or— “I don’t know.”

He blinks, gold making his eyes all the more owlish. “You don’t know?”

“Ah, I mean…” She shakes her head, as if percussive force might knock her tongue loose of its tangle. “There’s a few places…that have put out requests, I mean! And I thought we might have, um…”

This isn’t working. Whatever this is— she’s got to get a hold of herself. With a steeling breath, she slaps her cheeks, hard enough to feel the sting.

Obi’s arches a narrow brow. “You okay there, Miss?”

“Yes, sure.” Barely. “There’s no requests for urgent consult, so I thought head toward the market first and maybe make out way n—”

“The market? You mean…” A groan really should looks so good “Don’t tell me, we’re going to the harbor.”

*

“What”— Kihal hooks her hands over her hips, thunderous as any squall over the Sound— “is that?”

Shirayuki blinks, tracing the finger she points right over her shoulder to where Obi lounges against the pier, jacket slung over his shoulder. It’s brisk this close to the water, but with the temperature Obi runs at, anything more than short sleeves is for aesthetic. Certainly no cause for alarm, but today—

Well, today she can see how the seam of his sleeve strains around his bicep, and the way his torso tapers right down to his waist, practically a triangle—

She swallows. “Obi’s trying out a charm Shidan made him.”

“Demon boy?” Kihal makes a disgruntled squeak back in her throat, half-threatening, half-cute, and all annoyed. “Oh, I don’t like that. I don’t like that at all.”

Shirayuki watches him unfurl from his lean, hips rolling as he saunters toward them, and can’t help but think, get in line.

[ensurepestcontrol]

How Bed Bugs Pest Control in Dubai Works: A Step-by-Step Process

Dealing with bed bugs can be a daunting task, especially in a bustling city like Dubai, where high-rise living and frequent travel make homes and businesses more vulnerable to infestations. When bed bugs become a problem, professional bed bugs pest control Dubai services are the go-to solution for effective removal and long-term prevention. Here’s a detailed step-by-step overview of how these services work to ensure your space is free from these persistent pests.

Step 1: Thorough Inspection

The first step in bed bugs pest control Dubai services is conducting a thorough inspection of the affected area. Trained pest control professionals use specialized tools to search for bed bugs in common hiding spots like mattresses, bed frames, headboards, and furniture. Bed bugs are tiny and can hide in cracks and crevices, so this step is crucial for accurately identifying the extent of the infestation. The professionals also look for signs such as bed bug shells, fecal stains, and tiny blood spots, which help confirm the presence of these pests.

Step 2: Assessment and Custom Treatment Plan

Once the inspection is complete, the pest control company assesses the severity of the infestation and the specific needs of the property. Based on this assessment, they develop a customized treatment plan tailored to the situation. The plan outlines the best methods for eliminating bed bugs, the required treatments, and any necessary follow-up visits. This step ensures that the treatment is precise and efficient, avoiding the risks of unnecessary chemical usage and minimizing disruptions to the home or business.

Step 3: Preparation for Treatment

Before the actual treatment begins, bed bugs pest control Dubai services often require some preparation from the homeowner or business owner. This may include removing bedding, cleaning infested clothing, vacuuming the area, and sealing items in plastic bags. Proper preparation ensures that the treatment reaches all areas where bed bugs may hide. Pest control experts will provide clear instructions to ensure that the space is ready for the next steps, maximizing the effectiveness of the treatment.

Step 4: Application of Targeted Treatment

The core of the process involves applying targeted treatments to eliminate the bed bugs. Professional pest control companies in Dubai use a combination of chemical and non-chemical methods based on the severity of the infestation. Common treatment methods include:

Insecticide Sprays: Specialized insecticides are applied to infested areas such as mattresses, baseboards, and furniture. These sprays are formulated to kill bed bugs on contact and have a residual effect to eliminate any remaining bugs.

Heat Treatment: Heat is a highly effective method for bed bug control, as it penetrates deep into mattresses and furniture. Professional pest control teams use heat-generating equipment to raise the temperature of the affected area to a level that kills bed bugs and their eggs. This method is chemical-free and particularly effective for larger infestations.

Steam Treatment: Steamers are used to target bed bugs in cracks, crevices, and other hard-to-reach areas. The high-temperature steam kills bed bugs on contact, making it an ideal complement to other treatment methods.

Each of these treatments is applied with precision, ensuring that bed bugs are eradicated while keeping the safety of the residents in mind.

Step 5: Monitoring and Follow-Up Visits

After the initial treatment, professional bed bugs pest control Dubai services include monitoring the treated areas to ensure that the bed bugs are completely eradicated. This may involve setting up bed bug traps or conducting follow-up inspections to check for any remaining signs of bed bugs. In some cases, a second round of treatment might be necessary to ensure that all eggs and newly hatched bed bugs are eliminated. These follow-up visits are crucial for ensuring long-term success and preventing reinfestation.

Step 6: Preventive Measures and Advice

Once the infestation is under control, pest control professionals provide clients with advice on how to prevent future bed bug problems. This might include tips on maintaining cleanliness, inspecting second-hand furniture before bringing it into the home, and using bed bug-proof mattress covers. Implementing these preventive measures can significantly reduce the risk of another infestation. Professional bed bugs pest control Dubai services often offer maintenance plans, where regular inspections are conducted to catch any new infestations early.

Step 7: Final Inspection and Certification

After the completion of the treatment process, a final inspection is conducted to ensure that the property is completely bed bug-free. This step helps reassure the property owner that the treatment has been successful. Some pest control companies in Dubai provide a certification of bed bug clearance, which can be particularly useful for businesses like hotels or rental properties to show that their premises are safe and pest-free.

Conclusion

Bed bugs can be a challenging pest to eliminate, but with the help of professional bed bugs pest control Dubai services, the process can be thorough, effective, and long-lasting. From the initial inspection to the final follow-up visit, each step of the process is designed to ensure a complete eradication of bed bugs while minimizing disruption to your life. By choosing a professional service, you can regain peace of mind, knowing that your home or business is protected from these unwanted intruders. If you suspect a bed bug infestation, don’t hesitate to contact a reputable pest control provider to begin the process of reclaiming your space.

[pcttrailsidereader]

How Your Backpacking Meals Are Really Made

By Emily Pennington (excerpted from the July 14, 2024 article in Backpacker)

A faint whiff of cumin and cracked black pepper serenades my nostrils, reminiscent of the Indian spice markets I once visited in my mid-twenties. Only, I’m not in South Asia, or even the back storeroom of a hip Thai restaurant; I’m in my hometown of Boulder, Colorado, touring the massive factory where Backpacker’s Pantry meals are made.

My host for the morning is Soraya Smith, the company’s president and recipe-development chef. Smith, who had always been involved on the recipe side of American Outdoor Products (the parent organization of Backpacker’s Pantry) took over as president after her husband, Rodney, died in a tragic ski accident in 2020. She’s been the face of the family-owned corporation ever since.

“I’m from a foodie family,” explained Smith. “My mom is Spanish-Italian, and my father is from Iran, so we’re very multicultural. I also went to Culinary School of the Rockies before stepping into this role.”

Our first stop was the test kitchen, where Smith pulled different dry ingredients together to experiment with new recipe ideas. To be totally honest, the various plastic bags she grabbed out of a large bin looked more like the Parmesan cheese packets you’d get for free with your pizza delivery than high-quality foodstuffs. But therein contained the secrets to my favorite post-hike meals: proprietary flavorings and mixes, which Backpacker’s Pantry makes with freeze-dried ingredients.

As we entered the factory’s enormous storeroom, I asked Smith for a refresher: What exactly is freeze drying?

Freeze-drying technology was used extensively by NASA during the space boom of the 1960s. Since freeze-dried food retains more than 90 percent of its original nutrients, it’s the best way to keep astronauts stocked with nutritious food. Better yet, the food can last for years without going bad.

When an ingredient is freeze-dried, it’s brought to an inhospitable -60°F, then back above freezing multiple times while inside a vacuum chamber. That way, only the ingredient’s water content is removed. “Some companies make a large sheet of, say, lasagna, cook it, and then dehydrate it,” Smith said. “We, on the other hand, mix each of our freeze-dried ingredients into the bag, so that when you add that boiling water, most of them are getting cooked for the first time. It’s fresher, and I think it has a better texture.”

Once workers grab individual ingredients from the palettes in the store room, they go to the dedicated mixing room, where seasonings and starches are stirred together in large tubs. The room looks like a sterile, high-tech scene out of Willy Wonka.

Here, Smith points out that the brand adheres to a strict allergen separation system. For instance, a recipe with gluten won’t get run through the machines on the same day as a gluten-free recipe to protect customers with gluten intolerances. Ditto for dairy products. (Workers clean the machines thoroughly at the end of each day by passing them through a chrome-covered, bedroom-sized industrial dishwasher.)

After mixing, the meals are mechanically portioned out by category—sauce, starch, meat, and vegetable—then sealed by hand. Workers sample the meals throughout the day, preparing a baggie to taste-test at the beginning, middle, and end of each run. The goal is to ensure the flavors remain consistent throughout. Forks and counter space are set aside in the test kitchen for this specific purpose. If something doesn’t taste right, they ditch the batch and correct it.

The Backpacker’s Pantry factory produces thousands of meals each day. Once the day’s meals get sealed, boxed, and quality checked, they head into a gigantic storeroom, which then ships the products to big retailers, like REI, as well as directly to consumers.

As I closed the huge warehouse doors behind me and concluded my tour, I was surprised to feel tremendously better about all that just-add-water food I’d been eating. The ingredients were both fresher than I’d imagined and more rigorously quality-checked. Ninety percent of their original nutrients, huh? Heck, maybe I’ll toss a couple under my desk to eat in the office.

[galacticwildfire]

Fire Meet Gasoline | Poe Dameron

Eight

Poe Dameron x Solo Original Character

Hope Solo’s haunted by the night the temple burned. Having gone rogue she hunts the First Order in search of answers until a fateful encounter with Poe Dameron brings her back to the Resistance and Leia puts her daughter under his command to find Luke Skywalker.

Word count: 9k

Tags/warnings: slowburn is slowburning, flashbacks, string theory, attachment issues, teenage sapphic angst in flashback, punching senators and stealing ships, hux being a dramatic opportunist and exposing family secrets, solo's stalling horribly, cursing, panic attack/ptsd episode, mother-daughter cover ups, references to Freefall and Bloodline

All my stories are written for adults with adult themes, I use tags but read at your discretion.

A/N: the flashbacks included are from the prequel I've published on ao3 and wattpad. It's a work in progress but mostly complete.

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Hope

Poe and I prepare ourselves in our EVA suits as we go over the plan one last time.

"I'm still a little mad I can't use my own one of these," I remark as he helps me seal the ill-fitting dome around my head, having to take one of the Resistance issue suits onboard instead of my custom one, but the visors in these unlike my own are tinted, rendering us both unrecognisable. The supposedly breathable ventilation garments underneath only providing so much comfort in the white bags we're wearing. "I'll need to get one with a tinted helmet to save wearing these damn things."

"If this becomes a regular thing I'll be getting one made as well," he says as I return the favour in sealing his suit, taking a look at his face before ensuring his own tinted helmet's sealed. At least that eliminates one problem.

I'd been prepared for a fight when I stepped on board, but he's surprised me. He really has.

"Hurtling ourselves through the vacuum of space? Let's hope so," I grin, a little too excited for that part of the plan.

And maybe I don't mind the fact it's with him. Especially after I'd remembered something, a conversation I'd overheard between Dad and Lando talking about Poe's father.

"It's gotta be twenty years since I've seen Kes, heard he cut everyone off after his wife died," Lando had said, the name Shara Bey having been familiar to me. "It's sick, spending years away from your kid fighting only to die like that after the war was finished."

"Yeah," Dad said heavily. "Leia wrote the condolence letter, messed her up for a while since Ben was only a few years younger than their son. I can tell you she was a hell of a lot more careful with her missions after that. It's a shame, Kes was one of my best men on Endor. In the twenty years I've only heard from him once and that was when his kid ran away from home," Dad paused, struggling to remember the details at the ancient age of sixty. "He was in a panic and reaching out to any contact he could think of, turns out the kid had gotten in with a group of smugglers, or spice runners, one of the two. Kes thought I could be some help."

Ben had been there, stuffing his face with food but listening enough to take a jab at Dad and his past that Ben had always seemed to be ashamed of. "Wonder why."

"Anyways," Dad said, hardly phased by Ben at that point. "I put Kes on the right track though it seems if the kid's in the Navy now. Shara was a hell of a pilot, saved Leia's life during Cinder, only right the boy would take after her."

I look at Poe a little differently having remembered that conversation, knowing that maybe Mom had her reasons for putting us together on this mission. That he isn't the squeaky clean golden boy I'd imagined him to be, but something deeper, more flawed. 

Someone I could actually find common ground with. 

"I don't suppose you've ever ejected in space before?" he asks, unaware of my revelation. 

"Can't say I have but there's a first time for everything."

Even with the helmet obstructing his face I can feel his grin, wishing I could see it, but it's important that they're properly sealed upon takeoff since the alternative is suffocating in space. 

"Alright princess let's go steal that yacht," he says as we head over to the ships but reminds me "This time-"

"No prisoners, threatening or interrogations I got it," I finish but have to ask "Can I at least punch that senator since he can't see my face?"

I'm suddenly glad I can't see his face as he exclaims "Solo-"

"He called the General a terrorist," I say, having remembered just where I'd seen the senator before and the grudge I'd almost forgotten. 

His tune changes then. "Maybe, now let's get moving."

I grin to myself beneath the helmet and BB-8 and R2 stand between us and our ships, still reluctant to let us go without them. Poe bends down to BB-8's level and rubs his head as he protests. 

"I'm going to be sitting in a Z-95 cockpit wearing an EVA suit," Poe tells his droid, speaking to him with a warmth that's unfortunately rare between an owner and their droid. "And you want to sit on my lap?" BB-8's not entirely opposed to the thought, sulking as a child would. Droids have their own personalities, but BB-8's is quite unusual, although I would assume it's manifested as a result of Poe treating him like a child, or a pet, instead of a thing made to serve organics and carry out complex tasks. That is certainly a quality I can't find fault with, I'd be lying if I said it wasn't endearing. "I'm going to come back. I always do."

I look at R2 now, who's somehow even more reluctant to leave me, he makes a sound that resembles a cry. The same sound he makes if I ever tell him to stay with the ship.

"I promise, I'm going to come right back to you," I tell R2 and rub his dome. "You're my best friend, you know I'd never leave you."

The thought of leaving R2 alone breaks my heart, he'd have Mom, but I can't make him suffer through losing me after Luke and Anakin. Thankfully he was never that attached to Ben, especially considering I had to stop R2 from stunning him once or twice.

R2's always had my safety at the forefront of his priorities, and I know it stems from being afraid to lose me like the others. "Don't worry R2, I promise that you'll be right there with me in spirit all the way."

Reluctantly I leave him, Poe having to physically nudge me alone towards the ships at the cry R2 makes. If it's true that owners impress upon their droids, I know he's taken on my fear of being abandoned. 

"He'll be alright, they both will," Poe promises me, as an x-wing pilot he wouldn't be used to flying without his astromech either. "And we'll make it back to them."

It's then Mom emerges, coming to stand beside R2 and keeps a gentle hand to keep him in place as she bids us farewell, her voice is strong but I feel the nerves that leave her struggling to maintain her composure. 

But as always, she does. "May the force be with you."

Those are words I haven't heard in a very long time, and finally I know I actually have something to return to. Which is why I can't fail. 

~

The seven hours we wait for that damn yacht to come out of hyperspace gives me time to think. Too much time. Especially since we have to maintain complete radio silence for security measures.

But for once my thoughts aren't all bad.

I'd fully expected him to not even want to look at me, and yet I couldn't tear my eyes away from his. I can't remember the last time I'd had a conversation with someone without it resulting in a fight, especially not with someone who's sat and listened to me with the intent of understanding and not just correcting or trying to convince me to do something.

He had every reason to turn his back on me, but he hasn't and I can't help but be stunned even now. After all, I've been condemned as a Sith by people who've known me far longer for far less.

Those last days at the temple come to mind as they often do when I'm left alone in my own thoughts for too long, back when I'd grappled with the darkness almost as severely as Ben had. 

I'd been reluctant to leave Mom after the scandal, but she encouraged me to finish my training. I devoted myself to it until the holonews broadcast of Mom's colleague being assassinated five feet away from her had sent me into a panic attack. I'd sought comfort, reassurance, to which Aylee had merely told me to distance myself from politics as Luke had despite the fact Mom could have just as easily been the one who was killed. It had been the most recent of her lectures regarding my emotions and attachments and frankly I couldn't listen to it for a moment longer. 

Ben had even failed to reassure me when I'd gone running to him, his own anger towards Mom stronger than any concern for her wellbeing, and I'd found myself talking with Luke in the temple when he caught me trying to sneak back in. It was the last civil conversation we'd have with one another. 

"Mom could have been assassinated," I stated and he lowered his eyes as I let it out. "Don't tell me my reaction is out of proportion or that I should just separate myself from politics because I won't!"

He raised his hands in his defence as he spoke slowly. "I wasn't going to, I was just going to ask how you are."

We'd been at odds with my anger towards him for leaving Mom to face the scandal alone, for forgiving Vader, for holding me back. It had consumed me to the point Ben had to intervene when I'd returned to the temple. Yet he still tried to extend a peace offering to me. 

"Exhausted."

"Really? I hadn't noticed the way your brother has had you training from dawn until dusk every day like you're preparing for war," he remarked but realised with my silence there were things I hadn't told him. "Hope, this scandal and what's come of it is not an indicator of another war."

"But it is," I said and found my voice thin. "I've seen it Luke, in visions. I've seen myself shot and hiding behind cover with R2 my only chance of making it out alive from an enemy I couldn't see. I don't know what's coming, but I know something is."

He reached for my arm and inspected the minor burns from the training droids I'd rewired. "And so getting shot at is your solution?"

"I can't afford to get stunned, it knocks me out for too long when I could be training."

He nodded in fond amusement. "Has anyone ever told you patience is a virtue? Because I know your parents sure haven't."

I couldn't find it in myself to be angry with him considering how true it was. "You know patience isn't in my blood."

"It's not," he admitted. "And believe it or not it wasn't in mine either, but I had to learn it as part of the discipline it takes to become a Jedi."

"But I'm already a Jedi."

"You are a Jedi padawan, yes," he said, sitting down on one of the benches and inviting me to sit with him, and surprisingly enough I accepted. "But not yet a Jedi."

Despite our differences Luke was a good master, perhaps not the master for me, but he was my uncle and the counsel he gave me that night has stuck with me over the years. Even if I'd forgotten it the moment I'd returned to the room I shared with Aylee and found her waiting for me. 

She had hardly been able to look at me after I'd become Ben's apprentice, but that was only one of the many things that drove a wall of beskar between us. I'd seen first hand the fall of the Jedi when I'd visited the temple on Coruscant, having pieced together that the complacency and arrogance of the council made them so blind they wouldn't be able to sense a Sith lord if he was standing right in front of him. 

Which as it seems was the case after all. 

But she believed that the fall of the order came solely as a result of the Jedi straying from the code, instead of seeing their fall as the complex cataclysm of war, ideology and failed leadership that it was. That blood is foremost on the hands of the Jedi council, the Sith could never have risen and orchestrated a massacre right in front of them if they weren't so blind. 

But she never saw it that way, and I could only take so much of her righteous devotion despite Luke's advice to let us interpret the force and the code how we saw fit. 

"I'm sorry," she began. "I shouldn't have been so insensitive."

"I'd use the word cold," I said and let free what I'd held back considering her promises to me before everything was exposed. The promise we would finally be together, before she decided it disagreed with the code she'd begun to follow. "It's all you've seemed to be since I've come back. You haven't looked at me the same and don't pretend it's just because you've gone and radicalised yourself with scriptures."

"Radicalised?" she repeated in disbelief before shaking her head. "I thought you'd be more cultured than to confuse devotion with radicalisation."

"I'm intelligent enough to see one leads to the other."

"Intelligent?" she scoffed "You're a lot of things Hope but intelligent isn't one of them." I huffed as she let her own grievances free. "You're arrogant and egotistical and impulsive and hotheaded and everything a Jedi shouldn't be, but you're the one who has an insane amount of power that should never have existed!"

"Oh bring it up with the force then!" I returned and couldn't help but laugh at how twisted everything had become. "It created me, it created the man I came from, so if my existence offends you bring it up with the thing that made me this way! You can't devote yourself to something and then criticise it, that's not what the scriptures say is it? No, they preach blind devotion and lack of free thinking, so if you're going to go and follow the old ways then do it properly. You might think I'm ignorant but at least I'm not blind!"

"Your existence does not offend me," she gritted out, her blue skin flushed purple with the heat that came to her face. "The way you've been acting has. Like you can come back and suddenly master the force in a fortnight whilst contributing nothing to the temple or its upkeep. At least your brother instructs the younglings when Master Luke allows it and does his best to help, you care nothing for the other students or the temple. In fact I don't think you care about anyone but yourself with how you've galavanted around the galaxy whilst I sat here sending transmission after transmission because you were missing and not returning anyone's calls after you got yourself expelled from university and-"

"I'm sorry, I was a little bit too busy finding out my grandfather was Darth Vader and getting shot at!" I yelled and that finally shut her up. "Something you've treated like it's been nothing-"

"Oh I know it hasn't been nothing because you are not the same person that left this temple," she said and finally confessed "We can all feel the shadow that follows you, it's suffocating me having to sleep in the same room as it."

"I'm sorry you're too weak to have to sense what I've lived with for years!" I yelled, my anger finally showing itself. "This hasn't just come out of nowhere Aylee, it's always been there! And I'm sorry I'm so suffocating to even be in the same room with so go kriff of with your scriptures and bullshit if you can't stand me!" She panicked as I raised my voice and reached for me in an attempt to calm me but I swatted her hands away. "No, you started this so you can finish it."

She swallowed hard as she looked at me. "I can feel the dark side in you Hope, we all can."

"Maybe I don't fear the dark side as you do," I finally said, having lived with it for so long and watched something akin to fear fill her eyes. "What is it your scriptures say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate, and hate to-"

"To what you are," she finished, her voice wavering. "Or what I know you'll become if you continue down this path. Just because there is darkness in you does not mean you have to embrace it as Vader did. Although sometimes I look in your eye and wonder if it's too late for that."

I searched her eyes, my closest friend, someone who was more than that, and yet in that moment she felt like nothing to me. It was spite that drove me to kiss her, spite that was only further driven by the way she physically recoiled, something she'd never done before despite the isolated kisses we'd shared over the years.

And I knew there was no coming back as I looked her in the eye, because everything she said was true about the darkness that had found its way into my heart.

"You have no idea how dark it gets."

At the age of seventeen I was a tad melodramatic, perhaps I still am, but I wasn't wrong. 

That wouldn't be our last fight, that came the day the temple burned, but it was the one that convinced me everything Ben had ever told me was true. I mourned her, but I don't know if I ever felt the same towards her after that fight. I'd decided in the aftermath I never wanted to let anyone that close again, never wanted to feel the cold touch of someone I'd relied on for warmth. 

In fact it's ironic that that fight was the most passion she'd ever showed me. In her mind romantic feelings were acceptable, or at least until Luke granted her permission to the old order's surviving scriptures, and in her eyes anything that bordered on passion was dangerous. 

Meanwhile when I think of Poe... it's a silly feeling, one I should be violently rejecting for my own sake if nothing else.

But...

I bang my head back against the seat as if that could somehow numb my thoughts, especially when I find myself playing with my hands, remembering his thumb moving against mine. If Poe Dameron is anything, he's one smooth bastard. Probably not the brightest if he's using those charms on me of all people, but admirably brave. He'll need to be to get through this mission.

And finally I feel it.

My engines are the first to ignite a split second before the Hevurion Grace comes out of hyperspace and I'm off. Poe follows only a moment after and as expected they broadcast their distress signal the second they get sight of us, and that's when I activate the control on the wristbrace of my suit, the timer being displayed out of the corner of my eye.

Eight minutes.

Without any hesitation I happily fire my concussion missiles into the yacht and Poe follows suit a second after. Defensive flares activate to cause the first missile to explode prematurely as they attempt an evasive manoeuvre, but they aren't fast enough as my second missile penetrates their shields and cuts power to the yacht while the impact of Poe's missiles ensure that whoever's inside is no doubt scared for their lives.

Poe's ship boosts forward as he activates his throttle, heading sharply for the yacht and I do the same, double checking my gear satchel is secure along with my sidearm as we prepare to eject.

"Fucking gloves," I mutter as I try to make the preparations and put the ship into autopilot with the damn oversized gloves of the EVA suit, confused for a moment when I don't hear R2 talking to me but remember he's not there.

Our ships align with the belly of the yacht, keeping an eye on the range finder as I fumble with the harness around my chest to release it, not having accounted for the difficulty of my own damn space suit. It seems Poe's in a similar dilemma as he hasn't ejected yet either and I'm slamming my fist down on the ejector plate as I reach the very limit of the acceptable range to eject and wrench the handle back as the ship's alarms scream at me, hearing the bolts on the canopy detonate the moment before I'm ejected.

I've made some emergency exists sure but never in the vacuum of space, so when I'm thrown into it I'm truly not sure what to expect, but flying through space with nothing holding me down is a feeling I don't think I'm going to forget any time soon. The momentum of the starfighter hurtles me towards the yacht, the optical illusion makes it appear as if it's the yacht hurtling towards me and not the other way around. So perhaps the sheer speed at which I'm about to hit the yacht occurs to me a little late and I'm cursing as I ignite the momentum thrusters on my suit and bring my hands up, the force counteracting with the laws of physics to enable to me collide with the hull at a thud instead of with a crushed spine.

In panic I look back to see Poe about to make contact and bring my hand up to slow his collision, he seems to momentarily panic at whatever sensation he's feeling before making contact just below me, far more softly than he would have otherwise.

Under any other circumstances I would have liked to take in the vastness of space but we don't have the time and so I reach for one of the handholds, pulling myself towards the access hatch with ease, utilising the force to manoeuvre myself without gravity far easier than Poe is below me. But this is why I was brought on this mission, to ensure if one of us doesn't make it on time the other does.

But more importantly, to make sure we both make it out alive.

He catches up as I reach the access port, being the one hanging off the edge of it he pulls the fusion torch from his belt to give me and comes to my side as I begin breaking the seals, a quick look at the timer out of the corner in my eye informs me we're down to six minutes and fifty seconds by the time I've popped the last seal and Poe reaches to try to help me pull the door open, only to struggle with no gravity to balance our own weightlessness against the physical force needed to open the door. Five seconds into wrestling with the hatch is enough for me and I swat his hand away to use the strength of the force to pull it open. Poe jolts as the edge of the door hits my hand and I slither my way inside, reaching out to pull him in with me before slamming the door shut behind us and hear him call out through the viser as he takes the fusion torch from my hand.

"I'll seal the door, you get to the cockpit!"

The timer's down to six minutes thirty five, the ship's gravity transmitters are offline along with everything else as I begin moving down the ladder while he reseals the door. Everything's pitch black except for the floodlight attached to my helmet illuminating my way down but I was trained to do far more dangerous things blind.

The moment I feel my feet touch the ground he's following me down, hearing voices in the hall I switch on the speakers in the helmet and pull my blaster free. This being the part I've been most excited for.

Just as his feet hit the ground gravity and other operations come back online, light illuminating the way into the hall and we both have our blasters extended as we find only three people huddling together. Seem's the senator can't afford any more than a pilot and a servant.

I go to step forward but Poe puts a hand out to keep me back as he takes the lead on this one. 

"This ship is property of the Irving Boys," Poe announces, theirs and mine both it seems, the speakers of the suit distort his voice ensuring anonymity. 

But I can't help but hear the senator's voice in my head and every accusation he's thrown against Mom and I as I tilt my head towards him. 

"Do you know who I am!" the Senator splutters and I move forward, tearing off the damn oversized glove to grab him. "How dare-" he shuts up when I throw my fist into his face while Poe shoots at the deck, causing the pilot and the servant to scatter while I keep hold of the senator.

"Do you know how much ransom you'd be worth?" I ask the Senator before bringing my blaster up to his head, unable to help but put some fear into him after the bullshit he's spat as he chokes on the blood running into his mouth. "Or I could shut you up for good?"

"Now- now, let's not do anything too hasty!" he insists, holding up shaking hands as Poe aims his blaster at him for good measure. A little less righteous now he's having fun it seems. "I- I could-"

"I don't care," I say and shove him towards Poe as I remember the timer's still going down and we need to get out of here. "Throw him out the hatch."

'Wait- wait!" the Senator yells as Poe instead shoves him towards the escape pods where the rest of the undersized crew have gone and I run to the cockpit.

Five minutes thirty. This is good. This is good timing.

I'm ripping off the other glove to pull the preprogrammed data chip with the hyperspace co-ordinates out, along with dumping the rest of my own gear unceremoniously on the floor as Poe rushes back in, following suit in tugging off his gloves along with his helmet.

"They gone?"

"They're gone," he confirms, both of us sweaty from being trapped in those damn helmets for seven hours with our own body heat and recycled breath to keep us company. "How's it looking?"

"Good," I answer, although sparing no time in flicking controls as he goes to help get everything back online. "Just over five minutes on the timers and the engines should be back online within three minutes, the hyperdrive should be charged not long after. I'll get these booster cables fitted and bypass the motivator so the time to jump should be less than a minute once the engines are back online. We should have ninety seconds to spare before the Republic reach the system."

"Great, this is going good, great actually," he says to himself as much as me as I gather the parts and he calls out as I head for the door. "You know I didn't say you could hit him right?"

"You enjoyed it almost as much as I did," I shoot back and catch his grin before I run to the hyperdrive generator.

My movements are automatic as I attach the booster cables and make some not completely safe adjustments to bypass the motivator, but it should be good for two hyperspace jumps and we only have to make one. But with two minutes until the engines are even back online a wave of utter darkness washes over me and I run to one of the windows on the side of the ship only for my stomach to drop at the sight of two star destroyers.

The First Order.

"Solo!" Poe yells from the cockpit, still trying to get the engines online while alarms start to blare from the radar. "We have ships-"

"Star destroyers."

"Star destroyers?" He repeats and stammers "As in plural?"

"As in plural," I confirm as I manoeuvre the ship with what little propulsion it's still got so we're facing it head on, the sight only making the gravity of the situation hit harder. "Fuck."

"Fuck," he agrees, there's three minutes and twenty nine seconds on the timer, but the Republic's irrelevant now. What matters is how long until the engines and hyperdrive are online. "Looks like you were right."

"I really wish I wasn't," I say as I start fiddling with the controls and shake my head. "We've still got more than two minutes until the hyperdrive's charged and the engines aren't even online yet. Got any bright ideas?"

"Yeah, don't die," he answers, trying to bypass anything and everything to get those engines online as tie fighters descend from the destroyers but it's as I pull up it's identification everything changes.

"Wait-wait-"

"What?"

"It's the Finalizer," I realise and with that I'm slamming my hand down onto the console trying to send a transmission. "I can stall."

"How?" he exclaims, believing that destroying this ship and everything on it is their first priority, but if they know I'm onboard that changes everything.

"Jedi," I answer but he grabs my hand just before I can send it.

"They can't know it's us remember, complete deniability-"

"The Republic can't know it's us," I correct as the ties descend at an alarming speed.

"Really?" he exclaims, knowing this is the most explicit way I could possibly go against mission orders. "You're risking this on a technicality!"

"I'm sorry, what's worse? Getting blown up for nothing and failing the mission anyways or getting in a bit of trouble with the Republic for a hijacking!"

He looks at me in pure astonishment before making one last attempt at reasoning. "The General was very clear-"

"Oh shut up and let me talk my way out of this," I say and swat his hand away before sending the transmission, knowing my political value as a captive. "I'm too important for them to kill."

"Solo I swear-"

"Be a good flyboy and steer this while we wait for the hyperdrive to charge up huh?" I say, patting his offended face as we wait for them to accept it. "Let me take care of the First Order." He's stunned into silence as I take the data disk out of my pocket I'd intended to use to steal the data for myself and order him "Get the data and transfer it onto this, if this goes south get on an escape pod and get this to the Resistance. The First Order will want me more than that."

His face falls once he realises what my plan is but before he can object a transmission comes through "Heruvian Grace-"

"This is Hope Solo," I immediately spit out and a moment later the ties divert course, instead surrounding the ship instead of firing directly on it and Poe looks around in disbelief as I nod for him to go to the computers and get the data, very reluctantly he does as I order him.

"Hope Solo?" a surprised voice says and I immediately dislike it. "This is General Hux of the First Order. It is certainly a surprise to find a princess committing piracy."

"General Hux? I don't believe I've heard of you, and your intelligence must be pretty bad then, or you're out of the loop considering the twenty or so ties you sent after me last week," I say, knowing I can expose myself but not the Resistance. If I survive this I'll be the one dealing with the collateral in the senate regardless. "Hondo's gonna love this story. Two star destroyers just for me? I'm flattered."

Poe's face changes when he realises I'm throwing myself under the speeder to ensure this is seen as a rogue operation and there's a scoff on the other end. "The ego is a family trait I see."

So he does know Ben, and he knows exactly who he is.

"Pray tell, what the hell could be on this floating money pit that's so valuable?" I continue, stalling for time and very aware of the fact my brother's identity is unknown to most of high command, let alone a commander, and also the fact I have to ensure this is not mistaken as a Resistance operation. "I've been targeting it for weeks waiting to ambush and turn it into credits, but something tells me he must be a friend of yours."

"Really, General Organa didn't send you to hijack this ship?"

"Your intelligence is awfully terrible then after all if they can't tell you I haven't spoken to my mother in a year," I say, considering I'd returned to base only a week ago so I'm willing to bet their intelligence hasn't picked up on it. I look back at Poe and find him struggling with a firewall preventing him from accessing the data. He gives a grave shake of his head as we realise it will take the Resistance's own codebreakers to get into it, which means one of us escaping with the intelligence isn't an option. "And besides Hux, I'm sure you know by now that my style's rogue. I like to hunt your ships whilst lining my pockets, can't do that on my mother's orders can I?"

"I don't care whose orders you're operating on, yours or otherwise, because we both know that you have targeted this ship because you know precisely how valuable it is, whether it's Resistance's intelligence or your own. You know you are not running away this time."

"There is nothing onboard this ship that could be more valuable than I am alive," I state confidently. "And you won't be the one to issue the command, not when you know what Kylo Ren would do to you if you did. Men like you are willing to die for the cause, but are you willing to endure what people like us can do to people like you?" Poe's head turns slowly towards me and my voice shakes. "I demand to speak to him."

"You are in no position to demand anything-"

"Where is he!" My voice comes out as something unhinged, desperate, and I can almost feel Hux smiling at the plea in it. 

"Our spy told you he was here didn't he? He doesn't stay in one place for too long, not when he's trying to hunt down Skywalker to finish what he failed to do that night. Although Skywalker isn't his first priority, you are."

Somehow all I can do is draw a shaky breath as a chill washes over me.

"It truly is a shame he isn't on board," Hux continues and I search through the force, but there's nothing, and cold tears come to my eyes. "He's been waiting for a long time to reunite with his apprentice."

I feel Poe's eyes on me but I don't dare bring myself to look at him, and when I speak the cockiness has disappeared from my voice.

"I can't imagine he'd be too pleased if you blew me up before then, or Snoke for that matter," I say, my strength slowly returning to me as I remember just what I am and the value I hold. "The heir of Vader's worth more to your leader than whatever's on this ship."

"Are you?" he questions. "Because Snoke already has one of you on a leash, he doesn't need two." 

I can only pray those words go over Poe's head as I spit back "Don't be so sure about that."

"And what makes you so sure Ren wouldn't issue the command to kill you himself?" Hux continues and something wrenches in my chest. "He left you for dead after betraying Skywalker."

"No, he didn't," I hiss before I'm able to get a hold of myself and know Ben would be cursing me out for acting weak. 

But he didn't leave me to die.

He was the one who saved me that night.

He was the one who pulled me out.

He was the one who- I find myself blinking now as flashes come back to me of Voe, of Tai, of Hennix. Standing there hurling blame as Ben put himself in front of me with Luke nowhere to be found. I can taste the blood and ash in my mouth even now.

"Then why did he run to Snoke?" Hux mocks, and I look at the diagnostics that tell me my stalling for all the hell it's brought me has just about worked. 

"He'll kill you," I warn, feeling Poe's alarm blaringly loud. "He tried to kill Luke for far less, so what makes you think he'll spare you?"

"Kylo Ren is a mad dog on a leash, he doesn't bite unless he's ordered to," Hux says while my eyes continue to burn. "We both know he's no Vader, and neither are you, so you serve no value to me alive." It's then I anticipate it and activate the thrusters the moment before those ties get the order. "Fire."

Poe's the one who grabs the controls to take charge of the ship while I divert all power to the engines, shooting forward hard enough my hand slams against the console to steady myself.

"We have forty seconds until we can make the jump," I swallow, activating the automatic cannons as he dodges the assault of laser cannon fire from the ties expertly, banking hard to the point I have to grab the back of his chair to remain standing, but somehow I can't quite bring myself to appreciate his piloting skills at present when I'm looking back at two star destroyers.

But I feel it, the hesitation coming from that general. He wouldn't dare kill me without direct orders, no, if he wanted us dead we'd be dodging direct hits from two capital ships instead of tie-fighters. 

"They want to capture us not kill us."

"The two dozen ties say otherwise!" he argues and I point towards the gas giants.

"To capture us they need to get us in range of their tractor beam, they've sent the ties to try to trap us. If they were going to kill us they'd be trying harder, trust me I'd know. Just head straight for those gas giants, the yachts small enough to slip between their magnetic fields without being crushed but the destroyer won't be able to get through."

With no other plan he does as I tell him and makes a sharp turn as I begin preparing to make the jump once the hyperdrive's charged. "How much longer?"

"Twenty," I answer, the destroyers closing in fast. "But we'll make it."

He nods, not wanting to doubt that, and puts all attention into outmanoeuvring the ties that try to block us from getting through the two gas giants but even this is getting too close to my liking with the speed at which the destroyers are gaining, along with their tractor beams.

And Ben isn't on either to stop it.

But as I look back at those damn ships I wonder if he would even stop it, or if he'd be the one ordering the capture.

"How close are they?" he asks and I choose to lie for the sake of morale.

"Far, far away- just keep going and don't look back."

"So we're fucked? Gotcha," he says, as he swerves again without warning and I have to grab his arm to keep from hitting the ground before finally forcing myself into the co-pilots seat and his voice is thick with sarcasm. "Look at that, a smart idea."

"I'm not used to being the one not flying and I stalled didn't I!"

"Yeah well I don't know about your theory that they aren't trying to kill us!" he yells just before a blast from one of the destroyers explodes in front of us and suddenly I'm doubting my theory as well. "Because sorry princess but I don't think Hux likes you."

"Yeah well if he kills me he's getting brutally tortured and murdered!" I grit out with full confidence in that theory. 

"Won't matter if we're dead!" he yells but that's when diagnostics notifies us that the hyperdrive is finally charged and without hesitation I pull the lever to make the jump and we're hurtled into hyperspace.

Suddenly it's completely quiet in the cockpit without the birage of lasercannon fire and I hear my own breath, sharp and unsteady alongside his own. Once I process the fact we actually made it I fall back against the chair and realise my hands are shaking, but not from almost dying.

I inhale only to feel ash in my lungs and finally Poe's voice breaks through the silence, far gentler than it was a moment ago and heavy with concern. "Hope?"

All I can do is swallow hard as I force myself to my feet, gripping the back of the chair for dear life as I find my footing. "We made it, let's hope whatever's onboard's worth it."

I go to leave the cockpit until I feel his hand covering mine before I can let go of the chair, the pity in his eyes drives home just how much he'd heard. "We completed the mission, that's all that matters."

I give a stiff nod and slip my hand free from beneath his to make my way out towards the hyperdrive, so I have some excuse to be alone right now even though he doesn't ask for one. 

"Fuck," I breathe as I bury my face in my hands, having slid down to the floor before even taking in where I've ended up. The only sounds I can hear are the ones echoing in my head. Screams and tears and accusations I can't put memories to. 

My fingertips slip over my arm, as if I could feel the scar tissue beneath the ventilation garment. I remember that scar, remember the scream that was torn from me as Ben's saber made contact when I tried to get past him to Luke's collapsed hut. 

Then the lightning hit.

I don't know how long I'm on the floor for, only snapped out of it when Poe enters and gently brings me to my feet without questions, without accusations, he just helps me up and tells me "We've landed."

I avoid looking at his face now that he knows what he does and by the time we reach the exit I've managed to compose myself, weakly removing his hold on me before we step out and when my eyes find Mom waiting I force I smile.

"What did I tell you?" I ask, raising my arms as I motion back towards the ship. "Never tell me the odds."

"We got your yacht," Poe says, deciding to go along with it since clearly neither of us like giving her a reason to worry, and notice him also trying to ease my own worry with the look of reassurance he gives me. 

"Flyboys are all the same," Mom says shaking her head.

"Hey, some of us are flygirls too," Poe points out, and my smile is slightly more genuine. 

"Oh I know," Mom assures us. "It's a rare pilot who engages two star destroyers and lives to tell the tale."

"Word travels fast," Poe remarks.

"Yes, it does," she says, although becomes slightly alarmed when she sees the damage to the ship and asks "What happened?"

"The First Order happened," he answers, both of us knowing there's no hiding that fact and I brace myself for the interrogation. "But we made it out, barely."

"I had the situation perfectly under control," I insist and his eyebrows shoot up. "And considering we're alive you can't argue with that."

He tsks as he tries to correct. "Actually, we're alive because of my piloting-"

"No, no, we're alive because of my plan," I correct back and he laughs, but it's not mocking.

"You did not have a plan."

"Yes I did, it's called improvisation," I say and he's grinning now as he shakes his head. "And it worked."

Mom looks between us in amusement but her face changes when her eyes land on me, studying my face for only a moment before reluctantly asking "Hope, what did you do?"

"I stalled for time until we were able to make the jump to hyperspace," I say as the droids come over and I make my attempt at an exit. "R2-"

I go to dash over to him but she raises a hand to keep me from my droid. "You stalled?"

I sigh and look back at her, deciding to defend my decision instead of asking for forgiveness for compromising our deniability. "They sent two star destroyers and dozens of ties, I contacted their command and exchanged insults with General Hux until the engines were back online and we made it out."

Her face is difficult to read and she turns to Poe who to my surprise backs me up, sacrificing pride to admit it was my plan that got us out. Although admittedly his piloting did help. "We would have been killed if she hadn't. She took the fall for it, made it seem like a rogue operation instead of Resistance. I don't know if he believed it but he doesn't seem to have anything to prove otherwise."

"And besides, they can't have their agents in the senate expose me without exposing themselves," I add on and motion towards the ship. "I'm sure there's some blackmail in there to keep them quiet."

I don't know what to expect as she looks between us and the ship until she puts a hand on my shoulder. "I taught you well it seems, and I am beyond relieved you both made it out in one piece."

But it's when she brings me into her arms she feels how my body still shakes and pulls back in concern, keeping her eyes on me as she says "Commander Dameron, you've done good work today. Rest and then get started on the after action reports. We'll debrief in the morning."

"Yes General," he says and I catch his concerned glance towards me before he and BB-8 leave the hangar. "See buddy, told you we'd make it back."

Mom's voice is quiet once he's gone and no one else is in earshot. "What happened?"

"I- I thought I'd found him Mom, I thought I was safe," I manage to get out. "The Finalizer- he should have been on board."

She blinks in confusion. "Why would you have thought he'd be onboard?"

It's then I realise my screw up. 

"Hope," she says slowly. "What don't I know?"

My voice is weak. "Please don't be mad."

Her eyes widen but she gives a single nod and promises me "As long as you tell me the truth I won't be angry."

It's the greatest lie told by any parent but I go along with it.

"When we went to Batuu to get the ships a First Order spy tried to kill me," I spit out before I can decide to lie. "I grabbed him and started asking questions, Poe took over when I got carried away but he killed himself before we could stop him."

From the look in her eye it's blindingly clear Poe definitely mentioned nothing and she purses her mouth as she looks around and keeps her voice quiet. "What do you mean by carried away?"

"I shot him after he tried to shoot me," I say and she nods along, knowing I didn't break the laws of engagement if he shot first. "Then I got out my lightsaber and stuck my blaster in his wound when he wouldn't talk."

"Hope-"

"He tried to kill me to get a promotion, he was perfectly aware of what he was doing and showed no remorse for it," I insist, even she knows that I'm aware of the difference between those who work for the First Order willingly as opposed to those who were indoctrinated into it. "But what matters is that he told me that Kylo Ren is stationed onboard the Finalizer. Hux confirmed that he's usually onboard and that he'd be disappointed he missed a reunion with his apprentice."

Her concerns shift and she grows paler. "Poe heard this?"

I nod and advise her "Have the onboard recordings from the mission wiped before intelligence get's hold of them. Hux knows who Ben is and what happened that night, or at least parts of it." Mom's face is grave as she keeps a hold on my shoulder. "Poe knows I was Kylo Ren's apprentice, Hux didn't he didn't say who Kylo Ren was word for word but he said enough about already having one of the heirs of Vader and not needing another. The Commander doesn't have a great record of piecing things together but it would have been hard to miss that."

She nods in understanding and promises me "I'll take care of it, meanwhile take care of yourself and rest. We'll be transferring back to D'Qar in the morning."

She gives me one last concerned look over before leaving me in R2's hands and boarding the ship herself before anyone else can and I bend down to R2's height, resting my head on his dome to ground myself.

I don't know who in high command knows what, Admiral Ackbar is the only person I could imagine she'd trust enough to divulge the truth about what her son has become if he hadn't put it together first. I'd suspect others have their suspicions but wouldn't dare be brave enough to confront her when the official story is that he died in the fire. 

After seeing what her paternity had cost her it was a sensible decision to have the galaxy believe Ben was dead. She could be forgiven for sharing blood with an evil man she had only met in imprisonment, but for a man she birthed and raised to become the same evil that Vader was after the accusations the senate had thrown at us... it would be the final nail in the coffin for all of us.

Even the Resistance itself would be fractured, none would doubt her loyalty to the cause but they would doubt if her duty as a general outweighed hers as a mother, they would doubt her competence and capabilities. Hell the senate accused her of being a spy for Vader, there's no theory to outlandish to be believed. After all, if she couldn't keep her own son from falling to the darkness then how could she possibly keep the galaxy from falling to it? It would be the Vader scandal all over again, but there wouldn't be any returning from it this time.

And me... I'd be damned to hell right beside my brother. At sixteen years old I was damned for being the granddaughter of a man I'd never known, being the apprentice of the new Vader is something I'd never be able to escape from.

Which is why my hands shake as I look towards the exit of the hanger that Poe left through. 

Mom returns and I feel her hand on my shoulder as she reassures me "I'll deal with Poe and find out what he's put together. I trust him and his commitment to the cause, but also his personal loyalty to myself. If he has his suspicions he wouldn't breathe a word of it to anyone."

I swallow hard and ask her "How much longer can we play this game Mom? People aren't blind." My voice wavers as I remember Boba Fett's words to me. "A temple is destroyed and a Skywalker dies just as a new Vader rises. History repeats and there's only so much longer we can control this before it blows up in our faces just like before."

"Your brother is yet to become a new Vader," she promises me. "Which means he isn't lost, not yet. We control this by keeping it quiet until we can find Luke and bring Ben back before greater harm is done."

"Those things aren't exclusive," I warn her, remembering what happened before the lightning struck and knowing Luke sure as hell can't bring him back. "The Resistance needs Ben more than Luke."

"You," she corrects gently. "You need him more than Luke, but what the Resistance needs is Luke Skywalker." I open my mouth but she shuts me down "But, we do need to bring Ben back before he does become what Vader did. He's the First Order's enforcer, but he's yet to commit the atrocities Vader did. As long as his identity is not known to the greater galaxy, he still has a way to come home."

"Hux said he's a mad dog on a leash," I say and her face hardens. "I told Hux what Ben would do to him if he killed me and he simply said that he wouldn't bite without being ordered to. He's a slave to Snoke Mom, I fucking warned him-"

She hushes me now, holding me by both arms as tears fill my eyes. "I know you did sweetheart, I know how hard you tried to bring him back from the brink after he discovered the truth. Luke told me what happened in the temple on Coruscant."

I still feel Ben's grip on my arm as he dragged me out the door of Dad's apartment on Theron having decided the only place we could find the truth of Anakin Skywalker would be on Coruscant. 

Except I was the only one who saw the slaughter with my own eyes. 

"I showed Ben the holorecording of Anakin kneeling before Palpatine and told him his hero became a slave," I tell Mom, the irony painful. "When he tried to justify Anakin's decision to turn against the Jedi and take Palpatine as his master I showed him the truth of it and he didn't listen. Now history's just repeated itself."

"You can't save someone from themself," she says, her voice gentle but firm. "It is a painful fact I have had to come to terms with. I have had to watch my husband, my brother, my son, and my daughter lose themselves and learn I only have so much power to bring them back."

A tear finally spills down my cheek. "I came back didn't I?"

She nods now and holds me tight while I bury my face in her shoulder to hide the other tears that threaten to spill after being without her for so long. "You have, because you made that decision yourself, just as Ben must." Her hand smoothes over the braided crown around my head, no doubt a horrible mess by now. "Just as I told you all those years ago, you have my strength and now you need to stay and fight instead of running when things don't go your way." I give a muffled sound of agreement and she promises me "I love you, and I am proud of the work you've done today. Now rest, and we'll debrief in the morning once you've composed yourself."

"I love you too Mom," I manage to get out but I don't let go yet, I can't, and she holds onto me until I can finally breathe steadily and I look up at that damn yacht and pray whatever's onboard is worth it. 

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How to Choose the Best Packaging Material for Your Product

Packaging material selection will decide whether the products are protected, catch the customers' eyes, or reduce overall costs. Materials used will heighten or lower the safety of your product in transport, its effect on the environment, and even the potential brand image of the product. Here, the guide takes you through the essential factors to consider in material selection and how to ensure that packaging fits the specific needs of your product.

Key Factors in Material Selection Here are factors that must be met in packaging material selection for the right choice: such considerations go beyond aesthetic appeal. Packaging functionality and environmental issues also are significant considerations. Here are the considerations.

Protection and Durability Packaging functions primarily to protect the product against damage from transportation, storage, and handling. Identify materials that would offer enough shock absorbing, insulation, or barrier material based on the product type. Fragile items like glasswares and electronics require heavy-duty packaging such as foam inserts, bubble wrap, or corrugated boxes to prevent breakage. Thicker packaging solutions, like cardboard or plastic, may be required for heavier items.

Cost Requirements Packaging materials can also be one of the most costly aspects of your business, so proper selection of material for quality and value is essential. Whilst certain materials, such as glass or custom packaging, will offer the best protection and look and feel, they won't be economical for large quantities. You have to settle on the perfect ratio of budget to protection needed for the product.

Weight and Size The weight and size of your product will influence the type of packaging material you should consider. Heavier products may require heavier-duty materials such as wood or metal, while lighter items will only call for paper-based packaging or lightweight plastic. More oversized items may require larger packaging solutions, such as crates or corrugated boxes, in order to ensure protection.

Shelf Life and Storage Conditions The packaging material should be chosen considering the shelf life and storage conditions of the product. Where the shelf life for the products is longer, materials like vacuum-sealed bags, cans, or special coatings that keep moisture, air, and light from penetrating are useful in preserving the quality of the product. For example, food products need packaging that can extend the freshness as well as keep the product away from contamination.

Environmental Impact Increasing awareness of environmental issues among consumers makes many businesses opt for sustainable packaging materials. Eco-friendly packaging will thus reduce your carbon footprint and attract the environmentally conscious customer. Due to sustainability, many clients opt for biodegradable plastics, recycled cardboard, and plant-based packaging.

Branding and Aesthetics The packaging material you choose should be in line with your brand identity and appeal to your target group. Packaging is generally the first thing that is recognized in a product; of course, it significantly plays a role while making a decision in purchasing or not purchasing. You have to take materials that keep the product safe but, on the other hand, convey the message of your brand and values in the product.

Matching Packaging with Product Type Different products require different needs to be met in packaging. Thus, the appropriate package material would depend on the type of product, as well as the needs of the product. Let's learn how the following types of products require different packing solutions.

Fragile Products (Glassware, Electronics and Ceramics) Guard delicate goods. Delicate goods demand padding and shock-absorbing packaging that will not permit breakage during transportation. Material for the product: To include but not limited to; Double-boxing or using custom inserts also helps to reduce damage. Other factors when shipping delicate goods to consider, include package size, stacking restrictions and weight distribution.

Food and Beverage Packaging for food products must meet two demands: safeguarding and legislative considerations. The packaging material should preserve the product's freshness and protect it from contamination, be it moisture, bacteria, or pests. For this product, plastic containers, glass jars, or vacuum-sealed bags are most often used. For safety purposes, packaging materials that are certified as food grade and for direct food contact are necessary to have the product safe for consumption by humans. Most countries legally require labeling with nutrition information, date of expiration, and composition of ingredients.

Cosmetics and Personal Care Cosmetics and personal care products will have packaging serve as a protective further enhancing the aesthetic appeal of the product. The packaging for cosmetics and personal care, is often regarded as especially a critical packaging function of consumer branding. While the most expensive products are enclosed in glass bottles or metallic tins, the lower-cost versions use plastic or biodegradable containers. In addition, materials should not allow light, moisture, and air to penetrate so that their ingredients are not degraded, particularly in sensitive formulations such as those of creams, lotions, or perfumes.

Clothing and Textiles The presentation and protection of the garment from dust or moisture is the main purpose of packaging. Garments are mostly packed in tissue paper, polybags, or cardboard boxes. Special mode of custom boxes or packing with tissue paper and branded tags make their customer experience memorable for luxury garment items. Clothing packaging has to be lightweight to save on shipping cost while taking good care not to be rough on clothes as not to become tainted or wrinkled or torn.

Toys and Games Packing for toys and games must be tough and safe, as well as attractive to children and parents. Such products are normally made of plastic or printed cardboard packaged with clear plastic windows for visibility. Its design must also allow for easy access to the product and ensure that no small parts of that product get lost. For toys designed for smaller children, tamper-proofing or child-safe packaging may also be necessary for safety.

Electronics and Appliances Electronics and appliances frequently require protective packaging so that they reach customers in perfect condition. Packaging materials involve foam inserts, corrugated boxes, and anti-static bags to prevent scratching, impact, and static discharge respectively. Where there is a larger product involved, usage of pallets and crates may be necessary to ensure the product travels safely. User manuals, warranty cards, and other paper or document elements may also be included in the packaging for electronics.

Medical Devices and Pharmaceuticals For medical devices and pharmaceuticals, packaging has to be highly regulated and safe. The materials for packaging have to ensure that the product is sterile, safe, and in the correct storage condition. For medical devices, packaging can utilize sterile barriers and tamper proof seals together with cushioning for breakable equipment. For pharmaceuticals, there are blister packs, bottles, or sealed bags that provide evidence the product remains unperturbed and is tamper proof.

Conclusion The best packaging material for your product will not be a simple choice but a complex process, requiring consideration of protection, cost, the environmental impact, and branding. Under the understanding of the very specific requirements of your product, you will find the perfect solution to a best packaging solution-both functionally and aesthetically.

With a good packetizing, you will see to it that the products are safe and sound as well as within intact condition; however, simultaneously, you will give a certain kind of good impression among your customers. Quality packetizing also helps in strengthening the brand image. It ensures cheaper shipment costs, and it contributes to the sustainability efforts by offering better goods or services.

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Namkeen Packing Machine Revolutionizing Snack Packaging Efficiency

In the bustling world of snack production, namkeen holds a special place in the hearts (and stomachs) of many. This beloved savory treat comes in various forms, from crispy chips to spicy mixtures, and its packaging plays a crucial role in maintaining freshness and appeal. Enter the namkeen packing machine—a game-changer in the snack industry that streamlines the packaging process, ensuring that each bite remains delicious and ready for consumers. In this blog, we will explore the technology behind namkeen packing machines, their benefits, and essential factors to consider when choosing one for your business.

What is a Namkeen Packing Machine?

A namkeen packing machine is specifically designed for packaging a variety of savory snacks, including namkeen mixtures, chips, and other related products. These machines automate the packing process, providing a reliable way to seal snacks in attractive packaging that preserves flavor and freshness. They can handle multiple packaging formats, such as pouches, bags, and containers, catering to the diverse needs of snack producers.

Key Components of a Namkeen Packing Machine

To understand the technology behind a namkeen packing machine, it’s essential to look at its main components:

1. Feeding System

The feeding system is the first stage in the packing process, responsible for delivering the namkeen to the packaging area. Common types of feeding systems include vibratory feeders and augers. These systems ensure a consistent flow of snacks, minimizing waste and ensuring uniformity in each package.

2. Weighing Mechanism

Precision is vital when packaging snacks. A namkeen packing machine typically includes an integrated weighing mechanism that accurately measures the quantity of namkeen before it is packed. Load cells are commonly used for this purpose, providing real-time feedback and ensuring compliance with regulatory standards for weight and quantity.

3. Filling Station

Once weighed, the namkeen moves to the filling station, where it is transferred into the packaging material. This process can be achieved using gravity filling, auger filling, or other methods, depending on the machine’s design and the type of namkeen being packed.

4. Sealing Mechanism

The sealing mechanism is crucial for maintaining the freshness of the namkeen. Various sealing methods are employed, including heat sealing, vacuum sealing, and cold sealing. Heat sealing uses heat to bond the packaging material, while vacuum sealing removes air from the package to prolong shelf life. Cold sealing utilizes pressure to seal without heat, preserving the integrity of delicate snacks.

5. Control Panel

Modern namkeen packing machines are equipped with user-friendly control panels that allow operators to manage the entire packing process. These panels display real-time data, including production rates, weight measurements, and machine diagnostics, making it easier to monitor performance and make adjustments as needed.

6. Conveyor System

The conveyor system plays a vital role in transporting namkeen from one station to another throughout the packaging process. A well-designed conveyor system ensures smooth operation, reducing bottlenecks and increasing overall efficiency.

Benefits of Using a Namkeen Packing Machine

1. Increased Efficiency

Namkeen packing machines significantly enhance the efficiency of the packaging process. By automating tasks that were previously manual, these machines can operate at high speeds, allowing for increased output and reduced labor costs.

2. Consistent Quality

Automation ensures that each package maintains a consistent weight and quality. This uniformity is essential for brand reputation and consumer satisfaction, as customers expect the same experience every time they purchase a product.

3. Extended Shelf Life

Proper sealing and packaging techniques employed by namkeen packing machines help extend the shelf life of snacks. By minimizing exposure to air and moisture, these machines preserve the freshness and flavor of namkeen for longer periods.

4. Cost Savings

While the initial investment in a namkeen packing machine may be substantial, the long-term savings can be significant. Automation reduces labor costs, minimizes waste, and increases production capacity, leading to a better return on investment.

5. Flexibility

Many modern namkeen packing machines are designed to handle a variety of bag sizes and types, providing manufacturers with the flexibility to adapt to changing market demands. This versatility is crucial in today’s dynamic snack industry.

Innovations in Namkeen Packing Technology

1. Smart Technology Integration

The integration of smart technology into namkeen packing machines is transforming the industry. IoT-enabled devices provide real-time monitoring and analytics, allowing manufacturers to optimize their production processes and quickly identify any issues.

2. Sustainable Packaging Solutions

With increasing environmental awareness, many manufacturers are looking for ways to make their packaging more sustainable. Recent innovations include the ability to use biodegradable or recyclable materials, helping brands meet consumer demand for eco-friendly options.

3. Advanced User Interfaces

Modern namkeen packing machines often feature advanced user interfaces, such as touchscreens, that simplify the operation and monitoring of the machine. These interfaces allow operators to navigate settings easily and access real-time production data.

4. Energy Efficiency

Energy-efficient namkeen packing machines are becoming increasingly important as manufacturers strive to reduce their carbon footprint. New technologies focus on minimizing energy consumption while maintaining high productivity levels.

Choosing the Right Namkeen Packing Machine

When selecting a namkeen packing machine, several factors should be considered:

1. Production Capacity

Evaluate your production needs to determine the required output. Machines vary in speed and capacity, so choose one that aligns with your business goals.

2. Type of Packaging

Consider the types of packaging materials you plan to use. Ensure the machine is compatible with the bags, pouches, or containers you intend to produce.

3. Budget

Establish a budget for your investment. While high-quality machines may require a larger upfront cost, they often provide better long-term savings through increased efficiency.

4. After-Sales Support

Look for manufacturers that offer reliable after-sales support, including maintenance and spare parts availability. This ensures your machine operates smoothly over its lifespan.

Conclusion

Namkeen packing machines are essential tools in the snack production industry, leveraging advanced technology to enhance efficiency, consistency, and product quality. By understanding the various components and benefits of these machines, manufacturers can make informed decisions that lead to better production outcomes.

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What You Need to Know About Basmati Rice Exports from India

India is globally known as the home of Basmati rice, which is known for its distinctive aroma, long grain and unique taste. As the largest exporter of Basmati rice, India plays a vital role in meeting the international demand for this premium grain. If you are considering entering the Basmati rice export market, here is what you need to know.

Understanding Basmati Rice and Its Varieties

Basmati rice is grown primarily in the Himalayan region, with states such as Punjab, Haryana and Uttarakhand being the major producers. It is essential to recognize the different varieties of Basmati rice, such as Pusa Basmati 1121, Pusa Basmati 1509 and Basmati 370, each of which differs in aroma, grain length and cooking properties. Familiarizing yourself with these varieties will help you cater to different market preferences.

Basmati Rice Export Process

Exporting basmati rice involves several important steps:

Cultivation and harvesting: Quality starts from the farm. Make sure your suppliers follow the best agricultural practices and maintain the high standards expected from basmati rice.

Processing and milling: After harvesting, rice is processed to remove impurities and broken grains. Techniques such as single-stage and double-stage milling preserve the texture and aroma of rice.

Quality checks and grading: Rigorous quality checks are essential to ensure rice meets international standards. Grading rice based on length, aroma, and texture is crucial to maintain its premium reputation.

Packaging and logistics: Proper packaging is crucial to protect rice during transportation. Exporters often use vacuum-sealed bags to prevent moisture and insect contamination.

Export documents: Familiarize yourself with the required export documents, including export licenses and phytosanitary certificates, to ensure smooth customs clearance.

Legal and Regulatory Requirements

Exporting Basmati rice from India requires compliance with various legal and regulatory frameworks. The Agricultural and Processed Food Products Export Development Authority (APEDA) regulates the export of Basmati rice, ensuring adherence to quality standards and guidelines. Understanding these regulations is crucial for successful export operations.

Market Trends and Demand

The global demand for Basmati rice is very high, with India exporting to over 132 countries, including major markets such as Iran, Saudi Arabia and the UAE. Recently, the Indian government removed the minimum export price (MEP) for Basmati rice, a move that is expected to further boost exports. Staying updated on market trends and consumer preferences will help you make informed decisions.

Challenges in Exporting Basmati Rice

While the prospects are promising, exporters face challenges such as fluctuating prices, competition from other rice producing countries and the need for constant quality assurance. Investing in quality control measures as well as building strong relationships with suppliers and distributors can help mitigate these challenges.

Exporting basmati rice from India presents a lucrative opportunity for businesses that are willing to navigate the complexities of the market. By understanding the nuances of basmati rice cultivation, processing, and export regulations, you can set your business up for success in the global rice trade.

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Flexible Container Liners: A Smart Solution for Bulk Material Handling

When it comes to the efficient transportation of bulk materials, Flexible Container Liners have become an industry favorite. Whether in the agricultural, chemical, or food sectors, these innovative solutions offer an effective method for safely and efficiently transporting a variety of products. Below, we explore why Container Liners For Bulk Materials are a go-to solution and the benefits they provide to businesses.

What Are Flexible Container Liners?

Flexible Container Liners, often referred to as Bulk Container Liners, are large, flexible bags designed to fit inside standard shipping containers. They are typically made of durable materials such as polyethylene or polypropylene, providing a protective layer inside the container. These liners create a sealed environment for the bulk material, preventing contamination, spillage, and moisture ingress during transport.

Advantages of Using Flexible Container Liners

Cost-Effective Bulk Transportation: One of the key benefits of using Container Liners For Bulk Materials is their ability to optimize container space. By lining the entire interior of a container, these liners can hold several tons of bulk material, reducing the need for intermediate packaging or multiple smaller containers.

Protection From Contamination: Bulk Container Liners ensure that the material being transported does not come into direct contact with the container walls. This minimizes the risk of contamination, whether from residue left from previous cargo or external environmental factors such as dust and moisture.

Ease of Loading and Unloading: These liners are designed to simplify the loading and unloading process. Whether you're transporting dry goods such as grains, powders, or chemicals, Flexible Container Liners streamline operations by allowing materials to be pumped or vacuumed directly in and out of the container.

Versatility Across Industries: From agricultural commodities to chemicals and even pharmaceutical goods, Bulk Container Liners provide flexibility in material handling. They can be customized to meet specific industry requirements, such as resistance to certain chemicals, food-grade certifications, or anti-static properties.

How Flexible Container Liners Improve Sustainability

In today’s market, sustainability is a crucial consideration for businesses. Flexible Container Liners contribute to eco-friendly practices by reducing the need for disposable packaging materials. By allowing containers to be reused multiple times without direct contact with the material, they extend the lifespan of shipping containers and decrease the amount of waste generated.

Moreover, the lightweight nature of these liners means they add minimal weight to the overall shipment, potentially reducing fuel consumption and carbon emissions during transport.

Conclusion

Flexible Container Liners offer a smart and adaptable solution for businesses that need to transport bulk materials efficiently and safely. With advantages such as contamination prevention, ease of use, and cost savings, these liners are becoming an integral part of bulk material handling across various industries. By choosing Bulk Container Liners, companies can enhance their logistics operations while also contributing to more sustainable business practices.

FAQs on Flexible Container Liners

1. What are Flexible Container Liners used for?

Flexible Container Liners are used to transport bulk materials such as grains, powders, chemicals, and other dry goods. They provide a protective lining inside shipping containers, preventing contamination, spillage, and moisture damage.

2. How do Container Liners for Bulk Materials improve transportation efficiency?

Container Liners for Bulk Materials optimize container space, allowing for the transport of large quantities of goods without the need for smaller bags or packaging. They also simplify the loading and unloading process, making bulk material handling faster and more efficient.

3. What types of materials are Bulk Container Liners made from?

Bulk Container Liners are typically made from durable materials like polyethylene or polypropylene. These materials are designed to be resistant to tearing, moisture, and chemicals, ensuring the safe transportation of various bulk products.

4. Are Flexible Container Liners reusable?

Yes, many Flexible Container Liners can be reused, depending on the material and application. However, some may be designed for single-use, particularly in industries where contamination risk is high, such as food or pharmaceuticals.

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Cách làm Bánh Chung và mang ra chợ bán - Làm vườn | ...

Chung cake (Bánh Chưng) is a traditional Vietnamese dish, especially popular during the Lunar New Year (Tết). It represents the essence of Vietnamese cuisine, combining simple ingredients such as glutinous rice, pork, mung beans, and banana leaves. Below is a detailed guide on how to make Chung cake and how to bring it to the market as a profitable product.

Step 1: Gather Ingredients and Materials

Glutinous Rice (500g): Choose high-quality, sticky rice that has a natural fragrance.

Pork (200g): Opt for pork belly or a combination of lean and fat for the best flavor.

Mung Beans (200g): Soak the beans for several hours, peel the skin, and steam until soft.

Banana Leaves: Fresh, green banana leaves for wrapping. Clean and soften them by briefly boiling or passing over fire.

Spices: Salt, pepper, and other seasonings to taste.

Twine: For tying the cakes securely.

Step 2: Preparing Ingredients

Rice Preparation: Wash the glutinous rice and soak it in water for about 6 to 8 hours. After soaking, drain and mix it with a pinch of salt.

Mung Bean Preparation: After soaking the mung beans for a few hours, steam them until soft, then season with a bit of salt. Mash or form the beans into small balls for easy stuffing.

Pork Preparation: Cut the pork into medium-sized pieces and season with salt, pepper, and other spices. Marinate for about 30 minutes to enhance the flavor.

Step 3: Wrapping the Chung Cake

Lay the Banana Leaves: Use 2 or 3 banana leaves per cake. Lay them flat, one on top of the other, with the smooth sides facing down.

Layer the Ingredients: Place a layer of glutinous rice on the center of the banana leaves, followed by a layer of mung beans, pork, then another layer of mung beans, and finally another layer of rice.

Fold the Banana Leaves: Carefully fold the banana leaves around the filling, creating a square or rectangular shape. Make sure the package is tight and well-secured with twine.

Step 4: Boiling the Chung Cake

Cooking Time: Place the cakes in a large pot filled with water. Boil for 8-10 hours. Ensure the cakes remain submerged by occasionally adding hot water.

Check the Cakes: Once cooked, remove the cakes from the pot and press them between two flat surfaces to remove excess water. Let them cool.

Step 5: Packaging for Sale

Presentation: Make sure your Chung cakes are neatly wrapped and clean. You can offer them in traditional banana leaves or consider more modern packaging options, like vacuum-sealed bags for better preservation.

Branding: Create attractive labels with your brand name, logo, and any information about ingredients and your production process. Highlight the handmade, traditional aspect of the cakes to appeal to customers.

Pricing: Determine your pricing strategy based on the cost of ingredients, time spent, and packaging. Consider offering different sizes or types (e.g., vegetarian versions).

Step 6: Market Research and Selling

Target Audience: Research your local market to find out where there is demand for traditional foods like Chung cake. Focus on families during the holiday season, specialty grocery stores, and markets that celebrate Vietnamese culture.

Marketing: Promote your cakes through social media, local farmer’s markets, and food festivals. Collaborate with restaurants or cafes that want to offer traditional Vietnamese products.

Distribution: Ensure you have a reliable system for distributing your cakes. If you're selling at a market, make sure your cakes stay fresh. If you're shipping, invest in proper packaging to maintain quality during transit.

Step 7: Growing Your Business

Feedback: Always ask for feedback from your customers. It will help you improve your product and service.

Expand: Once you’ve established a solid customer base, consider expanding your product line. You could introduce variations of Chung cake, such as sweet versions or smaller sizes for gifting.

Sustainability: Utilize environmentally friendly packaging and sourcing for a broader appeal, especially for customers who prioritize sustainability.

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