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[intohydraulics]

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[multch]

Caught.

Art the clown x Reader [18+]

CW: Smut\ afab Reader

Pt.1 (Thoughts)

Art just caught you red-handed pleasuring yourself but he doesn't seem to react… at first.

There stood Art the clown, leaning up against the wall with a shit eating grin- Oh God no.

Oh God no.

It was in this moment, you felt as small as a starved mouse. Has he always towered over you?

Holding your breath, your gaze hesitantly lifted to meet with his eyes.

Surely he couldn’t hear you in there… And obviously he couldn’t have been waiting outside the whole time.. right?

But what if he had. Would he be disgusted? His face contorted into a disturbed grimace. Could it change your relationship? Would he be so enraged as to consider you his next victim- ready to skin you with his bare hands. Gosh why did you ever think that was a good idea! 

Your lust was your hamartia- the trigger that would spiral into your gruesome demise; a death without an ounce of dignity.

It was as if that doorway was a picture frame holding- you- a moment frozen in time. Your face was flushed bright red and your chest heaved up and down as if you had just ran a marathon. 

Your eyes were wide in shock and pure terror.

As your gaze met his, you couldn’t help but sigh as he walked right past you. How could he be so calm? His smirk dropped as he practically shrugged you off as if you were translucent- as if you weren’t there…

What the hell?!

*

There it layed unfinished. It would only take you a few minutes to stitch back up the final rip.

Across your desk were numerous tools you used throughout the night; The jacket you worked on mere hours ago, several pairs of sharp fabric scissors and an array of pins and needles strung with thread.

Despite the busy crowd of your work-station, you remained alone. 

Where could he be?

*

You looked up at the cheap clock sitting on the wall; 2:15am.

Clutched carefully in your hand, you carried his newly repaired costume with you. When you would return it to him, you would finally be able to go home- that is if you could find him…

It was your 4th time circling around the store and only one thought remained in your mind; 

Where on earth was that damn clown!?

Walking into storage, you were met with the familiar dark and dusty sight you dreaded seeing so often. Luckily, since meeting Art, you were able to evade stock retrieval long enough during your shifts to delegate it to him at night. Unfortunately, every once in a while you would still have to venture out back during the day when issues were too urgent. 

It wasn't rare for liminal spaces to creep you out so the avoidance was understood with a few simple honks of a horn. 

“Hey Art… you in here?” You shivered.

The room was cramped and lined with unstable wire shelving overflowing with cardboard boxes of various sizes. As there were no windows, who knew what could be hiding in the shadows. 

As your eyes adjusted to make out shapes within the darkness, your hand crept around the wall beside you for a light switch.

Aha! There it was.

As you went to flick the switch your heart suddenly dropped.

That’s not the switch… 

Two cold hands grabbed your arm in an instant, pulling you towards a firm chest.

Shit!

“Art! Oh my goodness I am so sorry,” you blurted, “I was just looking for the lightswitch, I didn’t mean to-” 

While what you could see was limited, what you knew was abundant. Your cheeks burned up as you realized what you just did. You didn’t flick the lightswitch, you just hit Art’s nipple- god that’s so embarrassing! You practically screamed at yourself.

What did you drag yourself into! First you think he caught you finger fucking yourself to the thought of him. Now you're in a dark storage cupboard and he's completely naked! 

It's not even his fault, you sighed. You're the one carrying his repaired clothes- Damn it! You should've given him something to wear- you work in a costume shop for christ’s sake!

There, you continued to ramble on and on. Uttering something about an extra Santa costume. Suddenly, you gasped as Art pulled you closer towards himself.

Oh.

Seems like Art noticed your distraction and gave you something else to think about. Yes, he was naked but that didn't interest you when you knew you could lean into the tenderness of his sharp touch.

It ran through you- that burning, stinging sensation everywhere his skin touched yours. He was frozen. He kept pulling you closer into his chest like he needed you to survive. Like your warmth was addictive.

His arms wrapped around you like a snake while he tucked your legs between his thighs.

You looked up at him only to be met with the same shit-eating grin as last time.

What a pervert.

He was infectious. Once you had laid eyes on those disgusting tar black teeth and dark doe eyes, it was as if a command came over your soul. The corners of your lips unconsciously lifted into a smile. Maybe you would take advantage of this proximity for once…

Laying a quick peck on his bottom lip, you chuckled as you knew his facepaint had transferred to your own.

Art always knew how to make you laugh as he reared back to make an exaggerated shocked face. Quickly, he returned the offer by giving you a toothy grin before smashing his lips into yours.

Driving your bodies forward and away from the initial wall, Art bites your bottom lip as a plea for entry. Your back arches against the shelving as he pushes into the kiss. You let him- loving each and every second of pure bliss. 

His tongue explored every inch, every tooth, every surface. It felt like you two stayed like that for eternity. It was as if once you would open your eyes, the night would be long gone.

You winced when you were forced to pull yourself away- heaving large gasps for air. 

You couldn’t believe it. First thing you’re working a simple 9-5 and next thing you know you’re making out with the most infamous murderer in all of New York. The thought was enough to send a surge of energy rising through you.

But is this all? It’s been 3 whole years where you’ve spent countless nights fantasizing about and being subject to his mindless antics. 3 whole years. 

You swallow the lump in your throat as you turn back to Art, placing your palm against his hollow cheek. 

Whatever, you were happy to finally show your devotion to him at last…

As your lips hover over his, you gaze into his eyes. Pitch black with not a soul in sight, yet a carefulness he held while looking back at you. Back at you until… 

You felt a strange sensation graze against your thigh.

It was in the moment you learnt it was possible for the white clown to turn a subtle shade of pink. 

His eyes dodged down as he seemed to shuffle slightly further away. Choosing to hide in the shadows again, Art took a couple hefty steps backwards until all you could make out was the outline of his prominent features within the shadows.

“Oh shit..” you uttered under your breath. Art was hard. Oh my goodness, Art was hard and embarrassed. 

Weighing up the pros and cons, you quickly bit the bullet and made up your mind. You were going to take that risk even if it could cost you your life. Art was everything you wanted and more. He had been so helpful over the past few years, you thought he deserved a small favor in return.

Stepping across the small storage room, you land in front of him- placing your hands on his chest. His skin was frigid and without a pulse.

“I can help you with that,” you whisper into his ear.

Despite the quick shocked expression Art played with, it was as if you caught his sincerity for a second before he snaped back into miming an over-emphasized swooning motion; fanning himself with his hand before pretending to faint.

His eyes stare far into yours as if seeking reassurance before acting on his own accord.

You nodded. Falling to your knees, you steadied yourself with both hands holding onto his legs. 

There it was. 

While you had seen it plenty of times, you had never imagined it from this angle. It was ample in length and wide in thickness. The sight was enough to make your mouth water.

You carefully grip the base and work your hands up and down his shaft before placing it in your mouth.

Paying attention to every ridge and bump, you slide your tongue across his length. As you begin bobbing your head back and forth, you look up to find Art’s embarrassment is long gone.

His eyes are shut tight and his mouth gapes open like he's lost for words. (if he had any, that is)

While you pulled closer and closer towards the base of his cock with every thrust, Art put his hands on the crown of your head, pulling you further into him.

Sliding down your throat, you gagged as Art thrusted his shaft into the roof of your mouth. 

For someone so shy before, he’s taking control of this alot more than you expected..

Drool pools at the corners of your mouth, dribbling slowly down your chin. Art takes notice and drags his hand down to wipe it with his shaky thumb.

Fuck- he was so far down the back of your throat, you swore it was a miracle you were till breathing by now.

Thick white ropes coated the walls of your mouth. The action sent you bucking back as it forced you into a coughing fit. God was he bitter tasting.

He flung back before patting your head. It felt degrading- almost as if you were his pet in need of praise after completing a trick.

Lifting your gaze to look up at him, he sends back a dramatic shocked face before shifting to his usual wide grin.

As you stuck your tongue out, you chuckled before swallowing his seed.

*

Zipp! And that was the last of it. All that was left was to lock up the store and you were done. Your desk was cleaned, your repairs were finished and your clown friend was very happy. 

While you loved your job, you were terribly excited to finally go home and have a long rest (maybe even a sweet treat too)

You let out a chuckle as you watched the live footage displayed on the security cameras. Despite being colorless and grainy, the expression on Art’s face was clear as day. There, he waved into the camera- his face imitating the pure joy of a small child* in a candy store; with a large smile and immense energy radiating from him.

(*As pure as he can get considering he’s a murderous hell spawn, but we won’t talk about that…)

He tipped his tiny top hat towards the camera, then swiftly turned on his heels to face the exit.

Ding! Ding! Ding! The bell rang out as Art made his exit, and it was as if he had suddenly vanished.

You couldn’t wait for tomorrow… 

Maybe work could be a bit more exciting from now on, you thought.

[raepliica]

(content warning: blood)

Sewed Up Heart

[ID: A Trigun comic done in grayscale with red accents. First, an anatomical heart gushes blood, forming a puddle which shifts into Vash's coat. Vash's gloved hands can be seen sewing up a tear at the hem.

Vash raises his hands, which are now bare and covered in blood. He looks sweaty and distressed, and he raises his coat to his face and cries into it. His clenched hands rip the sewed portion apart, and the red thread leads to a heart whose own stitches are tearing apart. The background gets darker and darker, and the red looks brighter and starker against it.

Then the background returns to white, and brown-skinned hands using embroidery scissors snip a red thread. Wolfwood holds up Vash's repaired coat, grinning proudly, and does a happy thumbs-up in Vash's direction. Vash lifts his head, seeming distant.

Wolfwood holds out the coat. As Vash puts out his hand to take it, the cloth is replaced so Wolfwood is dropping a sewed-up heart in Vash's hand. Vash rubs the coat against his face with a teary smile. End ID] ID CREDITS

[viperwhispered]

Random Emi & Jamemi scenes, part 2

You can find more information on my yuusona Emi and her relationship with Jamil here on the masterlist.

Emi cuts her bangs herself. During the SDC training camp, Vil’s gonna be quite appalled to find out that she's using the kitchen scissors for it. 

And it's like...

I mean, Vil's a forceful presence, to say the least. And if this was the Emi who first arrived to NRC, she would just slink away (she might still cut her hair, eventually, just away from Vil's eyes).

But at this point and with what's been going on so far (4 overblots, adjusting to a whole new world, all that jazz), Emi's kinda just running out of fucks to give. And like Vil's scary but also at least he doesn't have a bunch of snakes flitting about his head so...

So I can definitely see Emi just holding eye contact with Vil while bringing those scissors to her hair.

She's definitely one of those people where the more you tell she has to do something, the less likely she is to relent. Like, she might not argue with you, if it seems pointless (or if the conversation gets too loud / uncomfortable otherwise), but she'll just keep on doing her own thing.

(I can't remember if I said this somewhere already, but I kinda keep on thinking of her like, soft on the surface, but sometimes when you think you're digging soft earth you might find yourself hitting bedrock very quickly. If that makes sense.)

To be fair, Emi and Vil definitely have a hard time seeing eye to eye on most things. Though Emi will definitely gain a lot of respect for him during book 6. And at least she doesn't mind the Vil-instigated diet too much? (Especially since nothing's stopping her from hopping over to an unbirthday party or two when time permits.)

Sometime after book 6, during the "let's repair Ramshackle" ordeal, where Jamil's helping Emi with getting that whole thing sorted out:

Emi: sitting cross-legged on the floor, wearing a spare school uniform shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her hair tied back on a messy bun. She’s totally focused on putting together some drawers, looking at the assembly instructions and getting her pieces in order, quite unaware of her surroundings, in total concentration / troubleshooting mode.

Jamil: standing there, just came in and was about to say something, kinda got stuck watching instead, doesn’t even realize he’s staring. (He's totally just waiting for a good moment to speak up & get Emi's attention. Totally.)

Grim: waltzes into the room, clocks Jamil idling. “Mrah! If you’ve got time to stand around, you’ve got time to help my hench-human!”

Cue Jamil protesting and making excuses for himself, and Emi lifting up her head like "huh, you're both here, great, I kinda could use a hand here".

Cue successful co-operation and romantic brushing of hands while putting pieces of furniture together.

This scene may or may not have been inspired by me putting some furniture together just the other day.

Tagging @scint1llat3 @diodellet @moonyasnow @bibi-cha

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[middleearthpixie]

Living Proof ~ Chapter Five

Summary: When he puts himself between the Uruk-hai and Merry and Pippin, Boromir knows it means sacrificing himself. But it also means redemption for his near betrayal of Frodo and the Fellowship, and so it is a price he is more than willing to pay.

Kaia has been on her own for as long as she can remember, having escaped a terrible life in a village not far from Mordor. When she hears the sounds of battle, she knows what it means and when she ventured forth and finds a gravely wounded man lying amongst the leaves and debris, she takes him in, not knowing he is actually the son of the steward of Gondor.

Angry at himself and faced with a long road to recovery, Boromir does not make things easy on Kaia and it is only through her own sheer will that she does not give into the urge to hit him over the head with something on a daily basis. That refusal to give up brings about changes neither one of them could have foreseen.  She just wanted to save him. She never thought he would save her in return…

Fandom: The Lord of the Rings (AU, Boromir lives)

Pairing: Boromir x ofc Kaia 

Warnings: orc death

Rating: T 

Word Count: 4.6k

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Previous chapters can be found here.

At night, the cabin was at its most peaceful. Especially when Kaia knew no orcs would be passing by, when the only sounds she’d hear were those of nighttime creatures and other than orcs, she feared none of them.

Supper that night was simple—a hunter’s stew with vegetables she’d grown in her small garden—but it would fill Boromir’s stomach and she had the feeling it had been a while since he’d last had a meal of substance. 

He was asleep once more, but finally he slept peacefully. As the stew simmered, Kaia sat at the table, mending a pair of her trousers that had gotten torn several days earlier, when she caught them on a low branch. When she finished, she moved to the chair where Boromir’s ruined tunic and trousers lay, and lifted the heavy scarlet tunic. It was a fine garment, of rich wool, the embroidery on the sleeves and about the collar some of the most exquisite she’d ever seen. Whoever this man was, he was of high rank, judging by the finery of his tunic and by the fine wool of the heavy black trousers she’d cut from him. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d seen garments of such quality.

The trousers were beyond repair, but she’d cut the tunic along seams and thought it possible to mend, so she brought it back to the table, where the light was the best, and bent over to examine it closer. It would not be perfect, as it had been before she took her scissors to it, but she could repair it. 

So, while Boromir slept, she stitched. And by the time she’d finished, he was just sitting up slowly, rubbing his face with both hands as he mumbled, “What time is it?”

“Nearly seven.” She knotted the thread, cut it, and stood, bringing the tunic back to him. “This is lovely.”

“I thank you. It was a gift.”

“Who from?”

He offered up a wistful sigh. “My brother, actually. Last Yule.”

“You have a brother? That must be nice. I always wanted a brother or a sister, but sadly, it never came to pass. Is he older or younger than you?”

“Faramir is younger by five years.”

“And where is he now?”

Boromir’s eyes darkened slightly and he shook his head. “I know not. I’ve not seen him in nearly a year.”

That was not what she’d expected and she couldn’t help but stare. “Why so long?”

“It matters not,” he replied in a somewhat flat tone. “And I’d rather not speak of them now either way.”

Although his voice held no emotion, Kaia felt decidedly upbraided and her back stiffened. “Of course. I’ll not mention it—or him—again.” She draped the tunic over the arm of the chair. “Even so, I am glad I could salvage it. And, I also found your pack. I’ve not gone through it, but I’m hoping you will tell me you have other trousers in there.”

He looked up, his eyes no longer quite so dark, his expression no longer quite as brooding. Instead, he almost smiled as he nodded. “Aye, I have two pair, to be precise.”

“Oh, good.” She couldn't hold back her relieved sigh. “I’ve been wracking my brain, trying to figure out how I was coming up with a pair of trousers for a man your size.”

“You needn’t worry. They should be rolled into the bottom of the pack. And in all honesty, I look forward to wearing trousers again. I confess to feeling a bit underdressed in your presence.”

She shook her head. “You needn’t. I would not have cut them from you if it wasn't of utmost importance to tend those wounds.”

“I understand and I apologize if I fought you over it.”

“No apology necessary.” She couldn't resist a smile of her own. “You were unconscious when I removed them anyway.”

The rich, peppery aroma of the stew wafted their way and she met his eyes. “I hope you’re hungry. You’ve not eaten much since you’ve been here, and I made a stew for us.”

“I actually am a bit hungry,” he said slowly, glancing over his shoulder toward the kitchen. “And I hope you will allow me to put on trousers in order to sit at the table.”

“Are you up to sitting up?”

“I am, yes. I’ve grown weary of lying on my back, staring up at the ceiling.”

“Then, as long as you will accept my help, we should be able to do just that.”

“Good.” He reached toward the pack propped against the chair. “Shall we?”

“Now?”

“Please. I feel a bit—ah—conspicuous in only my undergarments.”

She didn't miss the hint of color that rose along his cheekbones above his scruffy-looking stubble. “Very well. But you will be careful, so you don’t bunch the bandage or roll it.”

“You have my word.”

She crouched alongside his pack and unlaced it, waiting for him to protest her pawing through it. 

When no such protest came, she opened it and reached in, past several wrapped packets of something, to the rolls of clothing at the bottom. Wrestling one roll free, she stood up and unfurled another pair of heavy black wool trousers. “Will these do?”

He looked up and nodded. “They will, indeed.”

“Good. Very well,” she gestured for him to stand, “up you get, then.”

He braced a hand on the sofa’s arm and she moved closer as he started to slowly rise. His arm trembled as he did, and she did not miss his sharp inhale, nor did she miss the way his injured leg trembled as well. A hiss of pain leaked through his clenched teeth as he sank back onto the cushion with a muttered oath.

“It was foolish of me to do this,” he muttered, his knuckles going white as his fingers clenched the sofa arm. 

“No, no, it wasn’t. I should’ve known better than to try to do it this way.” She patted his knee lightly. “Let me get your feet into the legs and we can take it from there. But rest a minute.”

He swore softly beneath his breath again, but nodded, and waited as she snagged his trousers and crouched before him to slip first one foot, then the other, into the trouser’s legs. 

As she eased the wool up along his calves, she looked up to find him watching her. “Are you all right?”

He nodded. “I’m fine. Just a bit shaky still, is all.”

“Think you might stand?”

“In a minute or two.”

“Take all the time you need.”

His stomach growled then, which was so unexpected, it made her laugh. She promptly clapped a hand over her mouth, her, “I am so very sorry,” muffled. “I was not expecting that.”

To her surprise, a low chuckle rose to his lips. “Nor was I. I’ve not been hungry for a while and it seems it has caught up with me.”

“When was the last you’d eaten?”

“What day did you say this was?”

“Thursday.”

“It was at least a day before that. I had not much of an appetite prior to—well, I hadn’t been very hungry.”

“Why?”

He cleared his throat. “I think I might be able to stand now.”

She held his stare for a long moment, but didn't press the issue. Instead, she nodded. “Very well. You stand, and I will draw them up.”

He nodded, drawing in a deep breath as he rose once more onto visibly unsteady legs. She gripped the waist of the trousers and tugged, easing them up along calves and thighs laden with muscle, taking care not to move the bandage she’d wound about his left thigh. 

She slowly rose, easing the trousers over his hips, and paused as she straightened before him, suddenly very aware of where her hands where and where she was in relation to this half-naked man before her. It as wrong, and she knew it, but at the same time, she couldn’t help but notice how broad his shoulders were and how wide his chest was. He was a warrior, no doubt, for heavy bands of muscle wrapped about his legs, about his shoulders and arms, across his chest. 

The air stirred as she peered up at him, warmer than it had been only minutes earlier, and she realized then that his eyes were not as pale as she’d thought, but were more of a gray-blue, off-set by the honey-gold color of his hair. 

“I think I might manage this on my own.” His low growl—almost a purr, really—broke the thicken tension swirling between them.

“What?” She glanced down at her hands, only a fraction of an inch from his bare skin, and let go of his trousers to step back. “Oh, of course. I beg your pardon.”

A hint of a smile curved his lips as he fastened his trousers, while embarrassed heat swirled through her. “Y-yes, of course. You have this,” she stammered, gesturing to the pot simmering over the fire. “I’ll just let you—that is, I’ll get supper on the table while you… well… I’ll get supper.”

With that, she stepped around him and without looking at him, hurried into the kitchen area before her face burst into actual flames. What the deuce was wrong with her, ogling him that way? He was wounded, for pity’s sake. He’d almost died. And there she was, gaping him as if he was no more than a fine horse or a side of tempting beef.

A low groan bubbled to her lips, but she managed to hold it at bay, concentrating on moving the pot from the hook to the table without dropping it or spilling its contents all over the floor. Then, she looked up to see he’d sunk back onto the sofa, so she said, “I’ll be there in but a minute.”

“Take your time.”

She hurried back into the great room. “I should see about fashioning something for you to lean on, until your strength returns. Or, if you prefer, I can bring you your supper and you can eat in here.”

“I’ll manage just fine.” As he spoke, he started to get back to his feet, only to stumble slightly.

Kaia caught him as his knees buckled, unable to hold back her grunt as she bore the full brunt of his weight. “Easy.”

“Stop telling me easy,” he growled, his arm limp about her shoulders. 

“What should I say, then, when you refuse to heed my advice?”

He didn't answer and she rolled her eyes before glaring up at him. Stubborn mule of a man. He took a hesitant step, almost squashing her to her knees from the force of his weight. He was only a few inches taller than she was, but he was definitely far broader and more solid. 

“Can you put any weight on your wounded leg?” 

“We shall see.” 

She braced herself for his first step, but even so, his injured leg only barely supported him and he leaned heavily against her. A hot sting swept down along the side of her neck, through her shoulder, and she was fairly certain her spine was slowly collapsing beneath his weight. 

But, slowly, haltingly, they managed and while Boromir was as pale as a cloud when he sank into the nearest chair, he still remained upright. She held her breath to see if his nausea would return, and although sweat beaded his forehead, he seemed all right, more or less.

Rubbing her shoulder, she moved to the cupboard nearest the washbasin and took down two bowls, and brought them to the table. Then she fetched spoons and set one of each before Boromir. “I have wine as well.”

“I thought you said it was more vinegar?”

“You recall that?”

He nodded slowly. “Vaguely, but yes.”

“I’m impressed.” She ladled stew into his bowl. “But, that was when I first brought you here. Since then, I’ve happened upon more.”

He arched one brow. “Happened upon?”

“Don’t ask.”

“Understood.”

A slightly smile accompanied his words and she moved to the cupboard to take out one of the bottles she’d found on one of her more recent sojourns from the cabin. As she poured wine into two goblets, she said, “I’ve been here a bit now, but I still have plenty of exploring to do. I’ve learned that when an orc pack, or in your case, an orc army, passes through, they generally leave nothing but death and destruction in their wake.”

She brought the goblets to the table, setting one before him. “And I figure since the dead cannot make use of things like this, I might as well.”

He stared first at the goblet, then up at her. “You took these things from the dead?”

She nodded slowly. “Some of it, yes. I take what is important. Herbs and supplies when I find them—such as cloth or sewing items—food if it hasn’t spoiled. I had a chickens for a while, but… well… they wandered too far at some point and something got them, so there went any eggs or chicken.”

At his long look, she drew herself up to her full height and squared her shoulders. “Why do you look at me that way? I’m no thief and they’re dead. I bury them if I’m able and then make certain their legacy lives on.”

“Their—I’m sorry, but legacy?”

She scowled at the humor in his words. “Yes. Their legacy. That way, they’ve not died in vain. Orcs kill just to kill. They thrive on it and live for it and enjoy nothing more than snuffing out a life, no matter how small or large.” She shrugged. “I feel it best to honor the lives of those who fall prey to orcs by making use of their things if I can.”

“Anything to sleep at night, then?”

Her first instinct was to argue with him, to insist she slept just fine at night. But the truth of the matter was he was right. Scavenging did trouble her. She still wasn't comfortable with going through pockets or drawers or cabinets in search of what she might take for herself. 

Then, she sank into her chair across from him, tracing the tip of her forefinger about the goblet. “I suppose, yes. I… it’s not something I like to think about, to be honest. But, they aren’t using it and I need it and—”

Boromir held up a large hand. “You need not explain to me. I pass no judgment on you.”

“I pass it on me, though.” She stared at the plain goblet, at the red wine that filled it. “But at the same time, if it weren’t for some of the things I’ve found in my travels, you would not be sitting here with me.”

“Is that so?”

She nodded. “I found the needles and thread I used to stitch up your wounds in the wreckage of a farmhouse not far from here.”

“How did you know how to do that?” He winced as he reached for his goblet and lifted it to his lips.

She hesitated. It had been a long time since she’d last had anyone to talk to, a long time since she’d shared a meal with someone else and heard a voice other than her own. But at the same time, she did not know this man at all and had no way of knowing whether or not she could trust him.

Then again, she didn't know she couldn't trust him, either. So, after a sip of wine, she replied, “I was raised on a farm and some of those who toiled for my stepfather injured themselves on occasion. When that happened, I was the one they sought for care.”

“A farm?” He set his goblet down. “Where?”

“Far from here,” she told him slowly.

“Gondor?”

“No. I am not from Gondor, but from much farther north.” 

“Where, then?”

“It matters not. Just know I was raised on a farm and had plenty of opportunities to patch people back together.”

His eyes narrowed slightly and for a moment, she thought he’d press harder. She had no idea what she would tell him, if he did, for she did not wish to divulge too much about herself. 

But to her relief, he let the matter drop and picked up his spoon. All conversation was forgotten then as he dove into the stew and she realized it was the most he’d eaten in at least four days. 

“What about you?” She dipped her spoon into her bowl. “Where do you call home?”

“Me?” 

“Yes, you. You’re the only one here.”

He let out a slight laugh and nodded. “True, it was a rather foolish question. And to answer it, I call Minas Tirith home, thought it’s been some time since I last saw it.”

“And what brings you to this part of Middle Earth? You’re quite a way from your home.”

“I am, yes.” He sat back, reaching for the napkin she’d set alongside his bowl to wipe his mouth. “And if you will excuse me, I’m feeling a bit tired and my wounds ache a bit. I should like to back and lie down.”

“Of course.” She pushed back her chair and moved about the table to help him up, bracing herself for the weight against her shoulder. 

He did not disappoint. She gritted her teeth as he rose, leaning heavily on her, and they made their way back toward the sofa. As she carefully lowered him, he let out a low groan that turned into a hiss when he clenched his teeth, and by the time he settled back, he was almost ghostly white. 

“I can brew you some tea for the pain, if you wish.”

“I would appreciate it.”

Expecting him to turn her down, Kaia stared at him for a long moment, unable to believe he’d actually accepted it. Then he grimaced as he tried to shift on the sofa and that spurred her into moving.

“Wait one moment while I put the kettle on, and then I’ll help you get comfortable.”

His eyes closed, he said nothing, but then slowly nodded as the muscle in his jaw relaxed and he exhaled heavily through his still-clenched teeth.

Kaia went back to the kitchen, where after making certain the kettle had water in it, she hung it over the fire. She quickly cleared the mess from the table before going back into the great room, where she found him asleep. 

Not wanting to wake him, she leaned over to carefully tug down the blanket he’d been using, and let it settle about him, then she returned to the kitchen to finish cleaning up the mess while the water heated.

He did not stir and a quick look in on him told her he still slept, and far more peacefully than he had since she’d found him, so she lifted the kettle from the fire and set it on the table instead. Little by little, exhaustion crept over her, so she double checked the bar on the front door, the one on the kitchen door, and blew out the candles before retreating to her small bedchamber as well. 

It wasn't much, only a narrow bed and battered table alongside it. There was a small chest on the far wall, but the top drawer was jammed shut and the bottom was falling out of the bottom drawer so she stacked what meager wardrobe she owned neatly atop it. 

The door sagged a bit on its hinges, and it did not lock, but since Boromir was not about to sneak up on anyone any time soon, she just closed it by before she undressed and slipped into the one chemise she held onto as a nightdress before crawling into her own bed.

The sheets were scratchy, and she’d patched up the holes as best she could, but they were clean and smelled of sunshine. Drying her laundry was the worst part of living the way she did, for it took an entire day for everything to dry and she always lived in fear of an orc pack spying her washing and investigating it. As far as she was concerned, no fate existed that was worse than falling prey to an orc pack. She’d seen what they did, what they were capable of, and they terrified her more than anything else in all of Middle Earth. 

She blew out the candle before settling back on a pillow that had seen far better days. A muffled rumble reached her ears and she smiled into the darkness. 

Boromir snored. 

Kaia jolted awake as if someone had shouted her name in her ear. Her heart racing, she stared up into the darkness, which seemed to grow thicker the longer she stared. For a moment, she thought perhaps her cabin had been found and its simple defenses breached, but as she lay there, trying to will her heartbeat to return to normal, she realized that the sound she’d heard was neither her imagination nor orcs of any sort.

It came from the great room—a low wail, heavy with sorrow, with anguish—rolled toward her and she threw back her meager covers, lit the stump of candle on her bedside table, and slid from bed to make sure Boromir was all right.

The floorboards beneath her bare feet were cold, and that cold seeped into her as she hurried across the room, hand cupped before the small flame to keep it from going out. “Boromir?”

He did not answer. Instead, he drew in a shaky breath and let out another moan. As she knelt at his side and twisted to set the dish on the table, he mumbled, “No… the little ones… they’ve taken them… please… please, forgive me…”

Gently, she caught him by the shoulder, mindful of his wound, and gave him an even gentler shake. “Wake up,” she murmured, leaning in so her lips almost brush his ear. “You are having a nightmare.”

“They took the little ones…” Anguish, raw and primal, rang through his words and without warning, he tried to lurch up.

He let out a howl that made her hair stand on end and she lunged to wrap her arms about him before he tried to stand. “No, it’s all right, you are but dreaming,” she told him, smoothing her hand along his back as he shook against her. “You are but dreaming…”

He went limp against her, an arm draped about her shoulders, his face buried in her neck, and his voice cracked as he whispered, “No… it was no dream…”

“Shhh…” she murmured back, her palm still gliding along his back. “It’s all right. I promise you it is.”

He said nothing at first, but just went limp against her, his breathing rough and ragged, as if he’d run a great distance. She didn't press, but just held him, the way her mother held her when she was a child and nightmares plagued her sleep. An image flashed through her mind, one she did not want and winced at seeing, and without thinking, she reached up to stroke his hair as he slowly calmed against her. 

“See?” Her fingers slowed on his hair. “It’s all right, just as I said.”

“It is not,” he insisted, his voice somewhat stronger now. “You have no idea… none whatsoever…”

“I know it was a dream that plagued you,” she drew back, and although that candle gave off only a bit of light, her eyes had adjusted to the point where she could just about make out his features, “and if you wish to tell me who the littles ones are, perhaps I might help you.”

He let out a bark of humorless laughter at that, untangling himself from her as he said, “You cannot help, lest you deem me well enough to leave this place. That would be the only help you might offer.”

“Have I the power to make you stay?” 

“Power?” He shook his head. “No. But my wounds are too fresh for me to care for, so I need your skills. I’m not a fool, you know, nor do I not realize the extent of these blasted wounds.”

“I see.” She nodded, although she didn't know if he could see her as well as she saw him. “Very well, you are in no condition to leave this cabin as yet, so I suggest you go back to sleep.”

“Sleep is that last thing I wish,” he muttered even as he sank back into the pillow beneath his head. “And before you ask, I’ll not tell you why.”

“Good.” She stood and tugged the blanket back over him with a bit more force than she’d intended. She didn't know exactly why his refusal to tell her anything aggravated her, especially considering she wasn’t exactly forthcoming with him either, but it did aggravate her. “For I am not interested in why, thank you very much. What I am interested in, is getting back to sleep myself.”

“I did not ask you to come to my aid, you know. You took it upon yourself to check up on me as if I was a child.”

“No, you did not ask, I’ll give you that and nor do I think you a child. However, you did  make sleeping impossible, so I took it upon myself to come and check on you, to make certain you were all right, which I now realize was a mistake.” She stood up. “So, if you’re back to yourself, I am going back to bed.”

“I’m fine.”

“Good.” 

As much as she wanted to just turn and march out of the room, she was still concerned for him, for what caused his nightmare. But, pressing him on the matter was bound to lead to an argument and fighting with him in the middle of the night was not something she felt much like doing. Even so, she was reluctant to leave him and so just stood there, arms folded, just glaring down at him.

He met that glare. “I thought you were going back to bed.”

A sense of idiocy shot through her and she bent to snatch up the candle with such force that the flame flickered and almost went out. “I am going back to bed.”

“And yet, you’ve not moved.”

She made a face at him and then spun about. However, as she did so, the flame went out, plunging them into darkness and she’d spun fast enough to make herself slightly dizzy. The last thing she wanted, or needed, was to stub a toe on something or trip over her own two feet as she marched away, but thankfully, she managed to avoid any and all obstacles.

Back in her room, she closed the door by firmly and leaned against it, scowling into the darkness. Whatever happened with those halflings, he seemed to carry great guilt over it, and though she was annoyed with him for being so evasive, the primal cry he’d let out haunted her almost as his dreams haunted him. A low sigh bubbled to her lips. How aggravating that she wanted to ease his guilt the same way she’d eased his pain, only to find that there was nothing she could do. Helplessness was not a feeling she enjoyed, for it brought her back to memories of her own she’d much rather forget, and as she slid beneath the blanket once more, she had the feeling it would be some times before she fell back to sleep. 

[drpriya]

Laparoscopic surgery, also known as minimally invasive surgery, is a modern surgical technique where small incisions are made in the abdomen, through which specialized instruments and a camera are inserted. Surgeons use the camera to visualize the internal organs on a monitor and perform the surgery with precision.

This approach typically results in less pain, shorter recovery times, and smaller scars compared to traditional open surgery. It's commonly used for procedures such as gallbladder removal, hernia repair, and appendectomy.

The procedure for laparoscopic surgery typically involves the following steps:

Anesthesia: The patient is given general anesthesia to ensure they are unconscious and feel no pain during the surgery.

Creation of small incisions: Several small incisions, usually around 0.5 to 1.5 centimeters in length, are made in the abdomen.

Insertion of trocars: Trocars, which are narrow tubes with valves, are inserted through the incisions. These serve as ports for the insertion of surgical instruments and a camera.

Insufflation: Carbon dioxide gas is pumped into the abdomen through one of the trocars to create space and lift the abdominal wall away from the organs, providing better visibility and working space for the surgeon.

Insertion of laparoscope: A laparoscope, a thin tube with a camera and light source, is inserted through one of the trocars. This allows the surgeon to view the internal organs on a monitor in real-time.

Surgical procedure: Specialized instruments, such as graspers, scissors, and cautery devices, are inserted through the remaining trocars. The surgeon performs the necessary surgical steps guided by the images from the laparoscope.

Closure: After the surgery is completed, the instruments and laparoscope are removed, and the carbon dioxide gas is released from the abdomen. The small incisions are closed with sutures or surgical tape.

Recovery: The patient is monitored in the recovery room until they wake up from anesthesia and are stable to be discharged or transferred to a hospital room for further observation.

Throughout the procedure, the surgical team works together to ensure the safety and success of the surgery.

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[medimagination]

After a Morning walk, a Group of Doctors were standing at a road-side Restaurant enjoying a Cup of Tea..

They saw a Man limping towards them..

One Doctor said, "he has Arthritis in his Left Knee.."

The second said, "he has Plantar Faciitis.."

The third said, "just an Ankle Sprain.."

The fourth said, "see that Man cannot lift his Knee, he looks to have Lower Motor Neurons.."

"But to me he seems a Hemiplegia Scissors Gait," said the fifth..

Before the sixth could proclaim his Diagnosis, the Man reached the Group and asked,

"Is there a Cobbler nearby who can repair my Slipper.?"

This is exactly how the Experts talk in Social Media & Television on all issues in these days..!!😂

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Dock Technik are the leading supplier of loading bay services and systems in the UK. Dock Technik believe loading bay equipment is essential to the effective, efficient and safe handling of goods. Dock Technik offer a full range of loading bay solutions and products including Service, Repair & Call Out, Design and Installation and a range of products loading bay products and services including Industrial Doors, Dock Levellers, Dock Shelters, Scissor Lifting Tables, Load Houses, Dock Buffers, Wheel alignment guides, Loading Bay Lighting, PVC Strip Curtains, Loading Bay Pest Proofing, Loading Bay Safety & associated accessories and equipment. Dock Technik aim to ensure the loading and unloading process is safe and effective to enable the distribution network to operate seamlessly.

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[yaccessmfg]

How Maruti Suzuki India Achieved 3X Productivity in Height Maintenance

Client Overview

​Maruti Suzuki India Ltd., a leader in the automobile manufacturing sector, is committed to efficiency and innovation. Regular maintenance of EOT cranes, which operate at considerable heights, is critical for ensuring smooth production processes. However, challenges such as dust accumulation, wear on motors and bearings, and the complexities of working at height have made regular maintenance both demanding and essential.

Existing Work at Height Product and Challenges

Product Used: Scissor Lift

Maintenance Tasks: Conducted at heights of up to 25 feet

Maruti Suzuki’s maintenance team relied on a scissor lift to perform these critical tasks. However, the lift’s limitations led to significant inefficiencies:

Space Consumption: The scissor lift occupied substantial ground space, creating clutter and operational inefficiencies within the plant.

Mobility Issues: Moving the lift was cumbersome, hindering quick repositioning during maintenance tasks.

Power Dependence: The scissor lift required continuous electricity, increasing operational costs.

High Maintenance Costs: Frequent breakdowns and the complexity of repairs made maintenance costly.

Time-Consuming Operations: Slow movement and recurring breakdowns extended maintenance durations.

Productivity Challenges: Inefficient operations led to delays, negatively impacting overall productivity.

Safety and Environmental Concerns: The scissor lift’s design posed safety risks, especially within the enclosed plant environment.

Implications

These challenges had measurable consequences:

Time Wastage: Inefficient equipment prolonged maintenance schedules.

Reduced Productivity: Delays in completing tasks disrupted overall operations.

Inflated Costs: High purchase and upkeep expenses, coupled with energy consumption, strained budgets.

Safety Risks: The unstable nature of the scissor lift increased the likelihood of accidents, compromising worker safety.

Y-Access’s Solution

Product Acquired: Fitout Master with J Hook

To address these challenges, Maruti Suzuki implemented the Y-Access Fitout Master with J Hook, a versatile, efficient, and safety-compliant solution tailored for EOT crane maintenance.

Product Features

Lightweight Construction: Enabled easy setup and dismantling, enhancing mobility and operational efficiency.

Corrosion Resistance: Designed to endure harsh conditions, reducing replacement frequency and costs.

Quick Assembly: No specialized tools were required, saving valuable time.

Enhanced Safety: Stabilizers and a stairway with a J hook ensured a safer work environment.

Compliance: The Fitout Master replaced traditional monkey ladders, which were deemed unsafe by Maruti’s safety team.

Specific Benefits

Improved Accessibility: The J hook and stairway design facilitated easier climbing with tools, streamlining maintenance tasks.

Solution Benefits

Key Advantages

Elimination of Hidden Maintenance Costs: The durable, corrosion-resistant design significantly reduced maintenance and repair needs.

Reduced Maintenance and Breakdown Time: Quick assembly and reliable performance minimized downtime, accelerating task completion.

Enhanced Productivity and Safety: Improved safety features and ease of use created a secure and efficient work environment.

Lower Operational Costs: The lightweight, energy-independent design eliminated reliance on electricity and reduced operational expenses. Simplified maintenance processes further reduced repair costs.

Outcome

The adoption of the Y-Access Fitout Master with J Hook delivered measurable improvements for Maruti Suzuki:

3X Increase in Productivity: Maintenance tasks were completed faster with less downtime, enabling the team to focus on critical operations.

5X Cost Savings: Reduced energy consumption, fewer repairs, and elimination of frequent breakdowns resulted in significant cost efficiencies.

Enhanced Safety and Efficiency: Workers operated in a safer environment with improved tools, contributing to overall operational excellence.

Conclusion

Maruti Suzuki India Ltd.’s transition to the Y-Access Fitout Master with J Hook revolutionized their EOT crane maintenance process. By overcoming the limitations of the previous scissor lift solution, they achieved substantial productivity gains, cost reductions, and enhanced safety standards. This case exemplifies how innovative maintenance solutions can drive operational success in the manufacturing sector.

Case study: Dhamra Port’s HVAC and Electrical Maintenance Streamlined with XO FRP Scaffolds

If you are looking for an access solution to prioritize safety, then check Y-Access Manufacturing’s range of work-at-heigh products. Our products are designed to provide superior protection while ensuring maximum durability and longevity. Don't compromise on safety, choose Y-Access Manufacturing for all your ladder needs.  

Reach out to us at: sales@ymfg.co.in or call: +91-9015964626

[davidjoel]

Forklift Towing and Machinery Transport in Dandenong South

0390 686 377

When it comes to reliable, professional, and efficient forklift towing and machinery transport in Dandenong South, Elite Towing Dandenong stands out as a trusted service provider. Based at Suite 205/244 Lonsdale St, Dandenong VIC 3175, our company specializes in offering tailored towing solutions to meet the unique needs of businesses and individuals in the region. Whether you need to move a forklift, heavy machinery, or other industrial equipment, our expert team is here to ensure a seamless process from start to finish.

Why Choose Elite Towing Dandenong?

With years of experience in towing and machinery transport, Elite Towing Dandenong has built a reputation for exceptional service and reliability. Here’s why clients across Dandenong South and beyond trust us:

Experienced Team: Our skilled professionals have the expertise to handle a wide variety of machinery and towing tasks safely and efficiently.

Specialized Equipment: We use state-of-the-art towing trucks and equipment designed specifically for heavy machinery and forklift transport.

24/7 Availability: Machinery breakdowns and transport needs can arise at any time. That’s why our team is available around the clock to assist.

Affordable Rates: We offer competitive pricing without compromising on service quality.

Comprehensive Insurance: Your machinery is valuable, and we ensure it’s protected throughout the towing process.

Our Forklift Towing Services

Forklifts play a crucial role in industrial and construction sites, but transporting them can be challenging without the right resources. Elite Towing Dandenong offers specialized forklift towing services designed to address your specific requirements. Our services include:

Forklift Breakdown Towing: If your forklift experiences a mechanical issue, our team can tow it to a repair facility quickly and safely.

Inter-Site Transport: Need to move your forklift between job sites? We provide efficient transport solutions to ensure minimal downtime.

Emergency Forklift Towing: Available 24/7, we’re ready to assist in urgent situations, ensuring your operations resume as quickly as possible.

We handle forklifts of various sizes and configurations, ensuring each job is completed with precision and care.

Machinery Transport Services in Dandenong South

At Elite Towing Dandenong, we understand the complexities of transporting heavy machinery. Our machinery transport services are designed to cater to industries such as construction, manufacturing, and agriculture.

Types of Machinery We Tow

Excavators

Bobcats

Scissor lifts

Rollers

Generators

Compressors

Other specialized equipment

Key Features of Our Machinery Transport Services

Custom Solutions: Each machinery transport job is unique, and we tailor our services to meet your specific needs.

Safety First: Our team follows stringent safety protocols to ensure your equipment is handled with care.

Timely Service: We value your time and aim to provide prompt and efficient transport.

Licensed & Insured: You can trust us to deliver your machinery safely and securely.

Why Timely Machinery Transport Matters

Efficient machinery transport is essential for maintaining operational efficiency and meeting project deadlines. Delays in moving machinery can lead to significant downtime and additional costs. With Elite Towing Dandenong, you can rest assured that your machinery will be transported on time, every time.

Service Areas

Elite Towing Dandenong proudly serves Dandenong South and surrounding areas, including:

Hallam

Keysborough

Noble Park

Cranbourne

Narre Warren

Clayton

Springvale

If you need forklift towing or machinery transport outside these areas, don’t hesitate to contact us. We’re committed to accommodating your needs wherever possible.

How We Work

Step 1: Initial Consultation

Contact us via phone at 0390 686 377 or email at help@elite247towing.com to discuss your towing or machinery transport needs. Our friendly team will gather the necessary details and provide a free, no-obligation quote.

Step 2: Customized Planning

Once we understand your requirements, we’ll create a tailored transport plan that ensures efficiency and safety.

Step 3: Reliable Execution

Our team will arrive at the agreed time and location, equipped with the right tools and expertise to handle the job seamlessly.

Step 4: Post-Service Support

We’re here to answer any questions and ensure you’re completely satisfied with our service.

Commitment to Customer Satisfaction

At Elite Towing Dandenong, customer satisfaction is our top priority. We’re dedicated to providing a hassle-free experience, ensuring your equipment reaches its destination in perfect condition. Our transparent communication, professional conduct, and attention to detail set us apart from other towing companies in Dandenong South.

Contact Elite Towing Dandenong Today

For all your forklift towing and machinery transport needs in Dandenong South, trust Elite Towing Dandenong to deliver exceptional service. Contact us today to get started:

Address: Suite 205/244 Lonsdale St, Dandenong VIC 3175

Phone: 0390 686 377

Email: help@elite247towing.com

Let us take the stress out of towing and machinery transport. Reach out now to discuss your requirements and experience the Elite Towing Dandenong difference!

[glosrose]

Scissor Lifts: Powering Construction and Industrial Efficiency

If you're in the construction or industrial sector and need reliable scissor lifts, look no further than Glosrose. With over 40 years of experience in mechanical equipment sales, Glosrose has built a reputation for excellence, providing top-notch solutions tailored to your needs.

Why Choose Scissor Lifts?

Scissor lifts are a game-changer in both construction and industrial applications. Their versatility and efficiency make them indispensable for tasks requiring height access, safety, and precision. Here’s why they’re the top choice for professionals:

Enhanced Safety: Designed with sturdy platforms and guardrails, scissor lifts ensure worker safety at elevated heights.

Efficiency: Their hydraulic mechanisms allow quick elevation and descent, saving valuable time on projects.

Versatility: Ideal for maintenance, installations, and heavy-duty tasks across various industries.

Glosrose: A Trusted Partner in Equipment Sales

At Glosrose, we understand the critical role that quality equipment plays in your projects. With decades of experience, we offer a wide range of solutions tailored to meet the evolving needs of construction and industrial clients.

Key Highlights of Glosrose’s Services:

Expertise You Can Trust: 40+ years of industry experience.

Extensive Inventory: From scissor lifts to forklifts, we stock the latest equipment.

Customer-Centric Approach: Personalized guidance to help you choose the best machinery.

Top Applications of Scissor Lifts

Scissor lifts are essential across multiple sectors, offering unmatched functionality in:

Construction Projects: Simplify tasks like painting, roofing, and electrical installations.

Warehousing: Perfect for stocking and retrieving goods efficiently.

Maintenance Work: Use scissor lifts for repairing or cleaning hard-to-reach areas.

Event Setup: Ideal for assembling lighting or audiovisual systems at venues.

Benefits of Buying from Glosrose

When you choose Glosrose, you’re not just purchasing equipment—you’re investing in quality and reliability.

High-Quality Products: We partner with leading manufacturers to bring you durable and innovative scissor lifts.

Competitive Pricing: Affordable rates without compromising on quality.

Exceptional Support: Our team provides seamless assistance, from equipment selection to after-sales services.

Features to Look for in a Scissor Lift

When selecting a scissor lift, keep these features in mind to ensure you get the best value for your investment:

Height Capacity: Match the lift's reach with your project’s requirements.

Load Capacity: Ensure the platform can support your tools and personnel.

Mobility: Opt for models with easy maneuverability for efficient operations.

How Glosrose Supports Your Success

Glosrose is more than just an equipment supplier—we’re your partner in progress. Our solutions are designed to enhance productivity, ensure safety, and deliver superior performance. We pride ourselves on:

Tailored Solutions: Customized recommendations to suit your unique needs.

Training Support: Guidance to help your team operate equipment effectively.

Sustainable Practices: Offering energy-efficient machinery for eco-conscious operations.

Contact Glosrose Today!

Ready to elevate your operations with scissor lifts? Trust Glosrose to deliver unmatched quality and service. Visit Glosrose to explore our range of mechanical equipment or speak to our experts for personalized advice.

Don’t let outdated tools slow you down. Invest in advanced scissor lifts from Glosrose and take your projects to new heights!

[kpmcrane]

Are you searching for Cranes For Rent in Chennai?

Cranes For Rent in Chennai

In the bustling cityscape of Chennai, Cranes For Rent in Chennai - the place development initiatives dot the skyline and industrial operations thrive, the want for dependable and environment friendly manlift crane offerings is paramount. Amidst the array of picks available, KPM Crane emerges as a beacon of excellence in imparting top-tier manlift crane offerings for rent. Renowned for its dedication to safety, reliability, and client satisfaction, KPM Crane stands as the premier preference for persons and agencies in search of improved options for their lifting needs.

Manlift cranes, additionally regarded as aerial work structures or cherry pickers, play a essential function in construction, maintenance, and set up initiatives by way of imparting secure and environment friendly get entry to to multiplied areas. From portray and window cleansing to electrical repairs and tree trimming, manlift cranes provide versatility and flexibility in attaining heights that are in any other case inaccessible. At KPM Crane, we recognize the significance of having dependable and well-maintained tools to get the job accomplished successfully and safely.

One of the key strengths of KPM Crane lies in its good sized fleet of manlift cranes, comprising a range of fashions and configurations to go well with one of a kind mission necessities and specifications. Whether it is a compact electric powered scissor raise for indoor work or a sturdy increase raise for outside building projects, KPM Crane affords a numerous vary of alternatives to meet the wants of its customers. With well-maintained tools and normal inspections, clients can have faith KPM Crane to supply dependable and high-performance manlift crane options for their projects.

At KPM Crane, security is our pinnacle priority. We adhere to strict security protocols and requirements to make certain the well-being of our customers, employees, and the surrounding environment. All our manlift cranes are in many instances inspected, maintained, and licensed to meet enterprise security rules and standards. In addition, our operators bear rigorous education and certification to function the gear safely and efficiently, minimizing the threat of accidents and making sure clean operations on the job site.

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In addition to its dedication to protection and consumer service, KPM Crane prides itself on its flexibility and responsiveness to purchaser needs. Whether it's a momentary condo for a one-time assignment or a long-term condo for ongoing operations, KPM Crane presents bendy condo selections to swimsuit the special requirements of its customers. With aggressive pricing and obvious terms, clients can have faith KPM Crane to supply cost-efficient options that meet their price range and timeline.

Moreover, KPM Crane is committed to staying abreast of the today's tendencies and developments in the enterprise to higher serve its customers. We continually make investments in upgrading our fleet with the modern-day gear and technological know-how to enhance performance, efficiency, and reliability. By staying beforehand of the curve, KPM Crane ensures that its clients have get admission to the most superior and latest manlift crane options on hand in the market.

In conclusion, KPM Crane stands as a relied on accomplice in presenting splendid manlift crane offerings for lease in Chennai and beyond. With its dedication to safety, reliability, purchaser service, and innovation, KPM Crane continues to bring up excellence in the enterprise and set the popular for exceptional and professionalism. Whether it is for construction, maintenance, or set up projects, clients can count number on KPM Crane to supply dependable and environment friendly manlift crane options that meet their wishes and exceed their expectations.

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Job title: Senior Technician Company: Sundus Recruitment Services Job description: Job Title: Senior TechnicianLocation: Sharjah, UAECompany: United GulfWe are seeking a skilled Senior Technician to join our team. This role is essential for ensuring the optimal performance and maintenance of our equipment.Job Summary:The Senior Technician will be responsible for the inspection, troubleshooting, repair, calibration, and testing of various types of Mobile Elevated Work Platforms (MEWPs) and their components. This includes Boom Lifts, Scissor Lifts, Telehandlers, Spider Lifts, Forklifts, and Truck-Mounted Lifts. The role requires a high level of technical expertise, flexibility, and commitment to quality.Key Responsibilities:1. Inspection and Diagnostics: Utilize diagnostic tools and specialized software to inspect, troubleshoot, rectify, calibrate, and post-repair test MEWPs, including Boom Lifts, Scissor Lifts, Telehandlers, Spider Lifts, Forklifts, and Truck-Mounted Lifts.2. Hydraulic Systems: Inspect, diagnose, troubleshoot, rectify, overhaul, calibrate, and post-repair test hydraulic systems and components such as Cylinders, Valves, Pumps, Motors, Accumulators, Actuators, and Hydrostatic Transmissions.3. Hydraulic and Electrical Schematics: Read, interpret, and design hydraulic system schematics and electrical circuit diagrams to ensure accurate repairs and maintenance.4. Mechanical Systems: Inspect, diagnose, troubleshoot, rectify, overhaul, calibrate, and post-repair test mechanical systems and components, including Diesel and Petrol Engines, Brakes, Clutches, Turbochargers, Fuel Pumps, Gearboxes, Axles, and Cooling Systems.5. Electrical and Electronic Systems: Inspect, diagnose, troubleshoot, rectify, install, program, calibrate, and post-repair test electrical and electronic systems, including Starter Motors, Alternators, Switches, Solenoids, Harnesses, Sensors, Coils, ECMs, PCBs, Control Panels, Wirings, and Batteries.6. Flexibility: Adapt to flexible work schedules and be available for extra working hours as needed.7. Cost Efficiency: Employ cost-effective methods to minimize repair time and costs.8. Parts Management: Inspect, report, and repair used parts to ensure their reliability and longevity.9. Reporting: Generate and maintain detailed work-related reports, including Field Service Reports, Job Cards, Material Requests, Root Cause Reports, Parts Failure Reports, and other relevant documentation.10. Customer and Team Relations: Build and sustain professional relationships with customers and colleagues to enhance service quality and collaboration.11. Communication: Demonstrate fluency in English, both verbally and in technical written communication.12. Travel Requirements: Be prepared to travel within the country and internationally as required for job assignments.Qualifications:- Proven 5 (year) experience as a Senior Technician or similar role, with extensive knowledge of MEWPs and their components.- Strong technical expertise in hydraulic, mechanical, and electrical systems.- Ability to read and interpret technical schematics and diagrams.- Excellent problem-solving skills and attention to detail.- Strong interpersonal skills and the ability to work well with customers and team members.- Flexibility to adapt to changing work schedules and additional hours.- Fluency in English, with effective technical communication skills.- Willingness to travel as required. Expected salary: Location: Sharjah Job date: Fri, 25 Oct 2024 00:08:55 GMT Apply for the job now!

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VOLTZ TY42 All-in-One Automatic 12V Scissor Lift Jack Set

The VOLTZ TY42 is your ultimate solution for quick, safe, and convenient tire changes. With a robust 3-ton lifting capacity and innovative all-in-one design, this scissor lift jack set is perfect for handling emergencies or routine repairs on sedans and SUVs. Equipped with double saddles and a remote control, this portable tool kit ensures seamless operation and peace of mind wherever you go.

Key Features

1. High Lifting Capacity

Lifting Power: Supports up to 3 tons, making it suitable for sedans, SUVs, and other vehicles within its weight limit.

Lifting Range: Designed to lift vehicles efficiently, ensuring proper clearance for repairs.

2. Convenient All-in-One Design

Multi-Functionality: Includes a scissor jack, impact wrench, and an air inflator in a single kit.

Compact Storage: Comes in a sturdy storage box for easy transport and organization.

3. Easy-to-Use Remote Control

Wireless Operation: Simplifies lifting and lowering, ensuring hands-free convenience and user safety.

Effortless Setup: Simply connect to your car's 12V DC socket for instant power.

4. Double Saddle System

Universal Fit: Double saddles ensure compatibility with different vehicle types and provide enhanced stability during lifting.

5. Emergency Ready

Built-in LED Light: Illuminates your workspace for nighttime or low-light use.

Quick Operation: Cuts down the time and effort needed for roadside tire repairs.

Specifications

Lifting Capacity: 3 Tons

Power Source: 12V DC (Car Lighter Socket)

Lifting Range: Suitable for standard sedan and SUV clearance heights

Kit Includes:

Scissor lift jack

Remote control

Impact wrench

Air inflator

Carry case

Why Choose VOLTZ TY42?

Reliable Performance: Engineered for safety and efficiency during tire changes.

Portable Design: Lightweight yet durable, making it easy to store and transport.

Versatile Application: Perfect for personal use, road trips, and emergency roadside repairs.

How to Use the VOLTZ TY42

Power Connection: Plug the jack into the 12V car socket.

Positioning: Align the jack saddle under your vehicle's lift point.

Operation: Use the remote control to lift or lower the vehicle effortlessly.

Additional Tools: Utilize the impact wrench or air inflator as needed.

Safety Guidelines

Always park your car on a flat surface before use.

Ensure the scissor jack is correctly positioned under the lift point.

Do not exceed the 3-ton capacity.

Get Ready for Any Roadside Challenge

Stay prepared with the VOLTZ TY42 All-in-One Automatic Scissor Lift Jack Set. Perfect for emergencies or DIY vehicle maintenance, this versatile tool is a must-have for every car owner.

Order Now to enjoy worry-free drives with VOLTZ's dependable lifting solution!

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The Versatile Uses of Surgical Scissors ✂️💉

Surgical scissors are an essential tool in the medical field, but their utility goes far beyond what meets the eye. Designed for precision, these scissors are crafted to meet various needs during surgical procedures, medical applications, and even beyond. Here’s a breakdown of their uses.

1. Tissue Dissection

Surgeons often use surgical scissors to carefully cut through soft tissues, enabling a clear view of the surgical site. The sharp blades ensure minimal trauma to surrounding tissues.

2. Suture Removal

Specially designed suture scissors make removing stitches a breeze. The small hook on one blade helps lift the suture without pulling on the patient’s skin.

3. Cutting Surgical Materials

From gauze to dressings and bandages, surgical scissors are indispensable for precisely trimming materials to size during a procedure or post-operative care.

4. Microsurgery Applications

Tiny, delicate surgical scissors are used in microsurgery for precise cuts in procedures like eye surgery, vascular surgery, or nerve repair.

5. Specialized Surgeries

Different types of surgical scissors serve specific purposes:

Mayo Scissors for cutting heavy tissues.

Metzenbaum Scissors for cutting delicate tissues.

Iris Scissors for fine, detailed work.

6. Non-Medical Uses

Did you know surgical scissors are also popular outside the OR? Crafters and hobbyists often rely on these sharp, precise tools for intricate projects.

💡 Quick Tip: Always keep surgical scissors clean and sharp for optimal performance. Proper sterilization is critical when using them in medical settings!

Whether in a hospital, clinic, or even your creative workspace, surgical scissors prove their versatility time and again. What other uses have you discovered for this incredible tool? Share your thoughts below! 🩺✨ Find the comprehensive guide to surgical scissors.