#Lobby Directory Signs

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Choose The Right Office Directory Signs & Boards in Orlando, Florida

Lobby directory signs are an important part of every business, big or small. A directory sign is often built of durable and adaptable materials such as PVC, aluminum, and acrylic. Digital business directory signs, on the other hand, are becoming increasingly common in shopping malls and resorts. The building directory sign must also meet the standards established by the Americans with Disabilities Act, or ADA.

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3D Lobby Signs: The Best Creative Ideas

Three-dimensional lobby signs are an excellent way to add a touch of style and professionalism to any building entrance. These custom signs can make a lasting impression on visitors and passersby, whether it’s a corporate office, retail store, school, or medical facility.

They look great and serve as directional signage and directory boards that help people quickly find the right location within your property. Read on for the best design ideas for San Jose custom lobby signs.

Office Lobby Signs

One of the most popular lobby signs for offices is a sleek 3D logo sign. It can feature your company emblem in raised lettering with a brushed metal finish, giving it an eye-catching look and making a bold statement about your brand. You can also choose to have the logo illuminated for added effect.

If you’re looking for greater visibility, you can opt for a San Jose custom lobby directory sign with multiple rows of raised lettering. This sign is perfect for larger office complexes or buildings with multiple floors.

Retail Store Signs

In retail stores, 3D lobby signs provide an engaging visual element that can draw customers in and help them find their way around the store. You can opt for 3D lettering with bold colors or raised metal logos to make a big statement at the entrance. Or, you can use lobby directory signs with raised lettering and illumination to make it easier for customers to find their way.

School Signs

For schools, lobby signs are a great way to create a warm and welcoming atmosphere. You can opt for simple 3D lettering with the school’s name or logo in bold colors or 3D raised lettering with the school’s mascot.

Another great option is a lobby directory sign with multiple rows of raised lettering and illuminated numbers, so visitors can easily find their way around the campus.

Medical Facilities

In medical facilities, lobby signs can be used as directional signage and to promote health and safety. You can opt for sizable 3D lettering with sanitization instructions or a lobby directory sign with multiple rows of raised lettering and illuminated numbers. Lobby signs can also display brand logos or slogans, which can help reinforce the message of a health care provider’s mission and values.

These are only a few ways San Jose custom lobby signs can help add style and visibility to any building entrance. If you’re looking for the perfect lobby sign for your business or organization, contact Signs Unlimited today. We have years of experience creating unique and beautiful 3D signs that help make a lasting impression on visitors. Our team is here to help you find the best design solution for your needs.

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The Importance of Indoor Business Signs and Their Usage

If you’re looking to heighten how people perceive your brand and create winning experiences, indoor business signs are one item that can help. When people step inside your facility, impressive signage has the power to create great first impressions. Customers and guests will notice great-looking signs in your lobby that showcase your brand from the get-go. Then, as they move through your business, helpful signs along the way can support their experience and make their time on-site a great one.

Here’s a look at how you can be using various types of signs in your facility to support these objectives.

How Indoor Signs Will Benefit Your Business

There are many types of office signs to choose from depending on what your business needs. The best thing to do is come up with a sign that will elevate your brand and show that you added a personalized touch. Consider using specific types of indoor business signs to achieve these advantages:

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Office Lobby Signs are the Secret to a Great First Impression

Making a good first impression on your potential clients sets the tone for your future relationship with them. What better way to impress them as they enter your office than by putting up a good office lobby sign? This is a great way to establish your brand’s identity as they walk into your place. They make your business introduce itself and what you do best.

A good lobby sign helps convert your target market to paying clients. Michigan Custom Signs will help you present your business with the right signage solutions. Continue reading as we explore different types of office signs that will make an impact on your business.

Wayfinding signs

These signs are usually used for directions but their purpose doesn’t end there. You can use them as identification, regulatory, or information signs. These signs are very customizable and design ideas can be endless. You can even design office lobby directory signs that will fit your brand and style that can help improve your customers’ experience.

ADA-compliant signs

These office lobby signs will ensure that your business is compliant with the Americans with Disabilities Act. This is an act that ensures people with disabilities can easily navigate a public space with the help of signage. They can also be customized according to your brand’s style.

Washroom signs

The washroom is the one place in your office where most people come and go. Installing a creative sign for these rooms can help in boosting your customers’ good experience. You can use them to put hygiene reminders and other restroom rules in addition to identifying which restroom is for whom.

Wall graphics

Printed on large vinyl, these signs transform your plain office walls into something interesting. This signage can give your office a breath of fresh air to keep your team motivated and comfortable. These graphics are highly customizable and designs can vary from cityscapes, landscapes, and motivational quotes or you can design your own.

Digital displays

These custom lobby signs are becoming popular among businesses. These interactive displays can easily catch your client’s attention. They can be used to display information like your name, logo, goals, clients’ feedback, promotions, and more. When connected to the internet, you can also display real-time weather updates and social media feeds.

Fulfilling All Your Custom Lobby Sign Needs in Michigan

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Contact us today and start your sign journey with us.

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Um?? Keep going

[A/n: So demanding! I'm kidding, obviously, I'm going to keep going. The reception to this little story brings me immense joy. Though, the next part will be the last!]

Title: Magnetic

Ship: Kate Bishop x gn!reader

Disclaimer: I did not proofread, if there are mistakes, I'm sorry!

Trigger warnings: Blood, Some brief mentions of physical abuse.

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Summary: Reader is a spider!person from earth-2099 and Kate Bishop is curious about why she's so drawn to them.

The suit was hidden behind the back panel of your closet, a small piece of faux wood that had been glued down, but then dampened away. It was easy to pop away from the rest of the structure.

You used the light of your phone, the small circle catching the vibrant colors, the blacks and the poisonous red, the deep silvers that reflected with the green of your inhuman eyes. You were content to leave it here, in this universe, when just two days ago you were going to rip a hole into the space-time continuum.

“Your place is…”

“Sad. It’s sad.” You pulled the suit the rest of the way out, rising to your feet. Kate was leaning by the window, looking at the view of the rain-damp street. Her features were shaded with a flashing green sign, then a dark orange. “You can say it.”

“Yeah, it’s sad. You need some like, houseplants or something.”

You couldn’t help the smile that bloomed against your lips. Decorating had never been your forte. Your Kate had a designer’s eye, and by the way this universe’s Kate scrunched up her nose and tracked the wall space with her grey stare, you knew this one did too.

She took the edge of the suit into her hands when you got close enough for her to do so. You both held the fabric, her fingers tracing the horizontal lines that wicked electroplate. Your breath mingled with hers, eyes moving from the suit, lingering for just a moment on her lips before you thought better of it and focused on the large spider emblem in the center.

“You know I don’t-“

“Can we talk?”

You both spoke at the same time, heat moving to your cheeks. You shook your head, chuckling nervously “You go.”

Kate took a deep breath and squeezed the fabric, letting out a small, tepid breath. You had never seen her nervous before. There was always a confidence to her actions and her words. There was a pinkness to her skin, moving up past the collar of her shirt.

“Things are complicated, and I understand that. You’re from another universe, your homicidal father could be here any minute with your brother who also really, really wants to kill you.”

“Kate,” 

“Right, sorry. That’s not the point. Do you remember the day that you moved in?”

Of course, you did. You were wet, and cold and had placed your clothes on the radiator to dry off. Once they had, you wandered down to the lower part of the building. There were a few damp dollars in your pocket and it was just a short walk to the bodega. Your stomach clenched in hunger.

Kate was pushing every button on the directory, soft beeps moving through the lobby. You glanced around, looking up the stairway, down the hall where a room full of washing machines lumbered in a near-silent hum.

Eventually, you opened the door, staring at the woman in front of you. Rain dripped from her hood, loose strands of hair saturated. Her eyes were gray, something you noticed under the light positioned above the door. Her breath was puffing in front of her. Kate would leave you slack-jawed in every universe, you decided in that moment.

“I… forgot my key.” She smiled weakly.

You couldn’t manage words, instead you stepped aside, watching as she lugged a few bags in with her, a few drops hitting her jacket after sliding across her nose. This was a cruel joke. You’d entered this world without permission and now karma was testing you as it always had. There was no way to avoid her.

“You know, you shouldn’t go barefoot in here. This building is not up to code.”

You croaked out “Shoes are wet,”

Kate smiled and it made your knees feel weak. You shoved your hands into your dampened pockets. Where were your manners? Buried under the pure shock that came with the ringing in your ears, was your natural instinct to cater to not only Kate, but every single person you came across.

After learning how to play the piano when you were six years old, your mother ushered you into the cello, and then the violin. Anything she could get her hands on. You’d play at family gatherings, and at charity events. Your music became guilt, and that guilt became the need to please.

In this case, it manifested in offering to help Kate upstairs with her bags. Anything was better than the out of order sign on the elevator, and even if it was in working order, you wouldn’t trust it with your life- unnaturally fast healing or not.

Your fingers brushed against hers and the both of you pulled back as electricity danced across your skin and ended at your elbow. It pulsed, something of undeniable warmth that was replaced with a deep cold. The only way to quell it would be to press your fingers against hers, to touch her once more.

“Sorry,” You apologized quickly, filling the awkward space by grabbing half of her bags and sprinting up the stairs. You smiled “Race you.”

Kate seemed disoriented, blinked a few times. “You don’t even know where I live!”

You had feigned being out of breath when you got to the top of the stairs and Kate thanked you profusely for helping her with the groceries. Your heart beat a little faster knowing that she lived across the hall. And naively you believed you could form a friendship.

“Of course, I remember.”

“It’s all I thought about for days.” Kate scoffed, shaking her head. “There were so many times when I just stood in front of your door, waiting to knock before I realized I had no good reason to talk to you. And the thing is, Y/n, I knew that you felt it too that day. And I know that you’ve felt it everyday since.”

“Kate, there are-“

“Circumstances, I know. What happened to your Kate, and so many Kate’s in-between is… I can’t even imagine what you’ve gone through. But maybe after all of this time, the universe is doing something for you”

You swallowed hard, trying to quell the dryness in your mouth. Weak light is cast against her features and her expression is hopeful. The two of you had stepped closer, inadvertently through recall of memories. Her exhale was warm against your collarbone, you closed your eyes and whimpered.

Kate’s hand softly cupped your cheek, and you leaned into it, her thumb gently tracing the contours of your face. “Sometimes, you have to do something for yourself. Sometimes, you have to take what you deserve.”

You opened your eyes, stared into Kate’s. They had the same gold flecks, the same rings of emotion that bloomed from the iris. You leaned forward and took what you wanted, pressed your lips against Kate’s and melted into the kiss. She hummed against your lips, dropping the suit and using the collar of your shirt to pull herself closer.

Your hands were on her hips, squeezing mildly to assure that she was there. Kate tasted honey-sweet, her tongue moving against your bottom lip, begging for entrance. The kiss was slow and deliberate. You never wanted to pull away.

That same electric feeling was dancing across your throat, filling your body with tendrils of fate. Kate’s fingers were smoothed across your jaw. She pulled back, drew in a sloppy breath. Her forehead was against yours, both of you panting.

Kate’s voice was a mulled whisper “There’s no way I’m letting you leave now.”

“I wasn’t planning on it.”

That was easier said than done, you realized, not fifteen minutes later when your apartment was brimming with people you had yet to meet in this world. All of whom had explicit opinions about your decorating skills (lack thereof) and you as a person.

You felt uncomfortable and exposed, your suit hugging your body, mask in hand, arms crossed over your midsection. Kate’s eyes lingered on you, the tightness of the mesh not leaving too much to the imagination. You felt your cheeks heat up, clearing your throat. 

Kate really had rallied the troupes. You had to hand it to her. This felt like an odd meeting of a group of superheroes that had a higher body count than the Avengers themselves. And still, you waited awkwardly for the last few people to straggle in.

“So let me get this straight,” Yelena said, leaning against your empty kitchen counter. “You are Spiderman, but Peter is also Spiderman?”

“Yes,” You both answered at the same time, shooting each other a quiet look. You cleared your throat and continued. “I’m from Earth-2099, I’m that worlds Spiderman.”

Cassie raised her hand in a small wave, calling attention to herself “Did you also get bitten by a radioactive spider?”

“My father, he spliced my DNA with a spider. It was the first time he had done so successfully. Hence why he’s so determined to get me back.”

“Huh,” Clint lilted his head to the side “creepy.”

You couldn’t agree more, nodding felt like an understatement of the obsessive tracking. There was still an apprehension lurking just beneath the surface, but watching the five people that surrounded you, so willing to help, some of the weight had been lifted.

Yelena Belova eyed you nervously, she was slow to trust, and it seemed even slower in this world. You could hardly blame her. She was a spy, after all. There had been worlds where she never broke free from her widow hold. There were others where she was never inducted in the first place.

There was one in particular that you remembered where Yelena had been a wedding caterer. That freaked you out more than anything you had seen likewise. Right now, she had her arms crossed over her chest, eyes flitting from you, back to Kate.

“Have the two of you had sex?” she asked bluntly.

“What?”

Kate’s voice was six octaves too high. You made a startled noise and put your head in your hands. Clint made a disgusted noise that mirrored exactly how you felt. You said “Maybe we should come up with some type of strategy,”

“We should wait for the others, no?” Yelena said, shrugging her shoulders with disinterest. “There is a weird energy between the two of you. We should address it before putting ourselves into a risky situation. It can change the dynamics of the fight.”

“She has a point,” Peter said, “have you?”

Kate grits her teeth, had settled back into her place next to you. Your shoulders were against one another, and even the subtly of that touch sent currents to your fingertips. “No, we haven’t.”

Cassie asked, “but there is something there, right?”

You glanced at Kate, who had pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, chewed on it. “It’s… complicated. But I believe so.”

“There is a wedding ring on the chain around your neck.”

“Lena.” Kate warned.

“It’s alright, I get it. I’m practically a stranger. I’ve given you no reason to trust me, much-less fight beside me. In 2099, I was just a musician, and more than that, I was a wife. Kate was my wife.” You swallowed back the thickness in your throat, the metal taste in your mouth, the memories. “My father killed her.”

“That’s all I need to know.”

Rain had started to fall generously by the time you had descended the stairs in the apartment building. There were spots that you knew to avoid; a sliver at the top of the third-floor landing that wasn’t sealed against the weather. A bucket on the stretch between doors 207 and 205.

Normally, these areas would be something you took note of in passing. But today, you lingered. The warmth had slowly left your bones the closer you got to the lobby. You craved Kate’s touch, her reassurance. This was the first time you had been alone in the last few days.

There was anger there, too, mixed cruelly with the fear. It made the suit hugging your body hot and sticky. Your father had always pushed you to the side, had moved you to the very edge of the family photos as a power trip. He’d entertain your one-minute of stage time between tentative bites of mashed potatoes and pot roast.

The darkness in his eyes lingered each time you closed your own. There were small bursts of rage that would escape him. He’d snap at your mother in a hushed voice. Your father’s receptionist would sob quietly into wadded up tissues as you waited to be buzzed in. His hand would move fast, reddening the skin of your cheek.

You knew better than to lift your gaze. The one time that you did, he delivered another open-palmed smack to the face. There was a time to stand, and a time to fall. As you walked down the final flight of steps, you knew that if you wanted to stay in this universe, in the timeline that delivered you a second chance, you’d have to not only stand- but you’d also have to hit back.

The streets were nearly empty, a broken fishbone moon cracked against the sky. Dark gray clouds enveloped it, plunging you into darkness and then welcoming the pale light once more. You could hear the buzz of the neon signs over your own breathing, your mask slipping silently over your features.

Carefully, you made your way between your apartment building and one that had long since been condemned. Your eyes darted to each side, idling over bags of trash, sour and pungent as their rotted scent mixed with fallen rain. The coast was clear, and you scaled the wall with ease, slipping into a high window that had long ago been hollowed out.

You had the pocket watch. You had a plan.

Deep flashes of colors in the most vibrant of blues, and whites, and reds flashed as you removed your mask, strands of damp hair falling into your gaze. Broken beams of wood, dust and shattered glass started to hum around you, your finger on the ribbed button of the watch.

Dozens of times, had you hit this button. You’d watch as the air in front of you solidified and then tore in half, much like a piece of sheet music. Objects in the room danced around in stilted notes, a concerto of sharps and flats. You breathed in the electricity of the room. The composition threatened to pull you in, begged you to let its tendrils grip onto your fingers, weave into your veins.

This time, you wouldn’t let it. Your finger moved from the switch, and everything went dark. The room baked in silence, your chest heaving up and down. Glass, nails, and insulation slammed to the unsteady floor of what was once an office, or a home. Dust had been kicked up, caught in the porcelain light.

“The light,” you explained, circling the poorly drawn building with the black marker “It’ll let you know where I am. Once you see it flashing, you need to get ready. I’m almost certain that he’ll pick up on the signal and be there within five minutes.”

“Almost?” Cassie asked, her ankles were crossed, fingers dancing strangely on your empty counter. “I don’t like almost. What if he’s faster?”

“Or slower. Are you sure that’s erasable?” Peter said.

Kate frowned at the one piece of art that you purchased. It wasn’t important, a mock copy of sunflowers by Vincent Van Gogh. The colors had faded, and the glass cracked where the wood met glass. She used her sleeve and squeaked it against the front. Erasable, it was not.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m 99.9% certain that it will take at least that long for them to get to me. Fifteen seconds for the signal to reach them, 45 seconds for the Lyla to get my exact coordinates. Three minutes for the machine to boot up, and one minute for them to travel through space and time.”

Yelena was pacing back and forth, watching each part of the map that you drew. You’d expertly rendered the stairways in the abandoned building, the entry point of each window. She chewed on her bottom lip, stopped behind Clint- who sat cross legged on the floor.

“Theoretically, there should be a weak spot in the unit above this window, correct?”

You nodded, pushing down on the cap of the marker. “The whole building will be weak. It looks like it’s been rotting since the early 2000’s.”

“I will take Cassie with me, and we will be above you. That way, we can hear if they are in that .1%. Kate and Clint, it makes sense if the two of you stay on the rooftop of this building. Range will not be an issue.”

“And me?” Peter asked.

“Outside the door,” you directed, “There’s an entry point on the west side of the building that will give you access to the hallway. You’ll have to be careful, I’m not sure how sturdy the floor is. But I want you nearby. You know how Miguel fights, what his default is. Spider-senses and all.”

Kate shook her head. “I want to be closer.”

A cacophony of voices interrupted her suggestion, yours included. Different degrees of objection. Clint shook his head, mumbling a “No way, kid” and Yelena said something in Russian that you couldn’t’ quite grasp.

“Absolutely not.”

 Kate frowned, and the same fire that you had seen since you were six years old burned deep within her. You didn’t tell a Bishop what to do once they made up their mind. Not without the right type of authority, the right type of conviction.

Gently, you guided her eyes to yours, nudging her chin with the edge of your hand. “Kate, listen to me. I know you want to be there, but you simply cannot. Your blood has been on my hands once, and I swear that it’ll never be again. There is a fate worse than death at stake here.”

Your thumb moved over the smoothness of the gold ring around your throat, tucked neatly into your suit. It was a good luck charm, you supposed. Though, after slipping it from Kate’s finger, easy to do with the wetness of her wounds, before gliding into another universe, it hardly felt as such.

There were flashes as you pressed your lips to the inscription of the date propositions were made in the rain. When you clenched your eyes shut, you could see the way she held you close on prom night. Her hand was steady on the small of your back during your fathers speech. Her words were soaked in remorse as blood blossomed past cracked lips.

Your grip tightened around the ring, cold and hard. Anger welled in your chest like cracking waves against a rocky shore. It never went out to sea; however, each rush was stronger than the last. Mere seconds now, you could feel it in the air.

Kate told you that she didn’t feel any pain as she clung to your shirt that fateful night. Red swipes of blood were left against your cheek as you held her hand there, clammy and half-dead. You would do anything to take away the pain that she claimed didn’t exist.

Now, as the world around you swarmed with particles of energy and you took a small step back to avoid the ripping of space, and time, you knew that pain had been saved. It had been embedded deep within you until the moment presented itself.

You were quite unceremonious about your entries into different universes. There was typically a force that pushed you through instead of guiding you. But as you made out the two silhouettes between the flashing atoms, there was a chill that settled over you.

He was taller than you remembered, though, the last time you had seen him, he’d been dwarfed in a lab coat. His facial hair was unkempt and there were deep gray bags under his eyes. Your father had since shaved, held his shoulders back with a certain type of power that made you nauseous.

Still, you stood strong, breath coming in faster rhythm’s until you willed it to still entirely as the universe patched itself back up. Miguel postured by his side, smiling wickedly, teeth glinting against the bleached moonlight.

“I see you’ve embraced the gift I’ve given you.” His voice was gravel, his smile half-feral, half-charming as he lilted his head to the side with the slowness of a man anticipating this moment for centuries. “Spiderman.”

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GaaSaku 2023 FanFest Day12

Prompt: Enemies to Lovers

“Man, what a drag.” Shikamaru tossed his cigarette to the ground and snuffed it out with the toe of his boot. It smoked against the pavement and his hand impulsively went back to his pack for another. “We got the cops crawlin’ all over this place. What are we even here for?”

Beside him, Gaara leaned against the old stone walls of the Historical Arts Museum, a cup of coffee keeping his hands warm in the brisk autumn air. He pulled down his scarf a little to take a sip and winced; still too hot. “Just hurry up,” he muttered. “We gotta get back in there.”

At the end of the alley, another pair of police walked by, talking casually, and didn’t even glance their way. The cops were everywhere, but it was typical security for the largest tourist pull in the city and surrounding metropolitans, and they had no idea what their mundane Saturday rounds were precedent to and couldn’t see the warning signs in front of them.

That’s why their team had been called in.

Shikamaru and himself, along with three other agents, had been deployed to safeguard the museum under the guise of tourists; they were to blend in with the crowd, watch for signs of suspicion, and would be staking out the building overnight. Only their contractor was privy to who knew of their operation and they were to function as if completely undercover. With orders given, the reasons behind them were negligible, but the recent and very public scandal including the museum and some of their artifacts had given them an inclination as to why their services had been sought out; they were anticipating a heist and couldn’t trust their hired security detail to handle it.

Gaara readjusted the radio piece in his ear, subtle and just like a Bluetooth headphone, and Shikamaru did the same before they reentered the museum and dispersed into the roving crowds. Going separately, they had plenty of time to kill and lots of ground to cover before they had a good handle of the space. No one would try anything during the day, so they spent their time looking for easy points of entry, blind spots in the view of the security cameras, and always wary of anyone acting suspicious.

A few calls had gone over the headsets of the agents as they lapped the building throughout the day: potential activity in the west wing, renaissance section on the second floor, then again in the same wing on the floor below. A third call had come in about a tourist getting too close to one of the paintings and a security guard had them removed. Sloppy work for any muscle-for-hire they expected to be on the job, it made it difficult to say what was to be considered and what could be ignored. Gaara made his way back over to the western wing, he was growing anxious with all the activity happening so far away, he needed to see with his own eyes.

Passing the lobby from the east wing, he was keeping pace with the crowd, not wanting to draw attention to himself, though he was certain the guards had changed shifts since the last time he crossed through here. Ascending the stairs to the second floor, a call came in over the headset; suspicious activity in renaissance again, his agent was in pursuit. Feeling his heart rate increase, Gaara thought they may actually be onto something, and perhaps the night wasn’t going to end in boredom after all.

Rounding the balcony of the second floor, he looked around for the directory, he should at least appear like this wasn’t the third time he’d walked this path today, and as he scanned the area for the map stand, a flash of pink left his heart dropping to his stomach.

Suddenly his hands were on the railing of the balcony, leaning over to double take at the ground floor he’d just come from. Yes, a short bob of that unforgettable light pink hair had just dipped out of view beneath the balcony. His heart was thumping against his chest now, and his feet were moving before he could even press the wireless receiver in his pocket to put out a message. Stepping swiftly down the stairs, he craned his neck to try and see over all the people crowding the adjacent hallways he’d seen her walk down.

“I need eyes on east first floor,” he hissed, weaving around those passing him on the stairs before he finally reached the ground again. “Suspect moving northeast.”

He hadn’t heard the response in his ear, he was too busy searching every head he saw for that familiar color, and he thought he’d seen it once he cleared the steps. Giving chase, he made quick steps in that direction while never taking eyes of the woman walking through the lingering visitors.

“Watch it!” a young man shouted after he’d backed up into Gaara and gotten knocked over in his haste. “Jeeze, look where you’re goin!”

Ignoring the man, Gaara stepped around him and scanned the crowd for any sight of his target; nothing. He walked away from the man still cussing at him and asked over his walkie, “Did you see her?” he asked, urgency in his voice. When his operative responded with see who he was about ready to call for their demotion when they got back to headquarters. “Sakura, you idiot!”

The earbud crackled. “Negative,” the voice responded.

Gaara scowled and rubbed his face as he demanded, “You missed the pink hair?”

Shikamaru came over the walkie then, his command authoritative. “Settle down, everyone dyes there hair now, seen plenty here today already.”

He countered by insisting, “I saw her.”

“Just like in April when you swore she was in Amsterdam?” Gaara stuffed his hands in his jacket pocket and clenched his fists, refusing to yet again make his claim that, yes, he did see her in Amsterdam. “Go back to post.”

He turned from the west wing of the first floor, returning to the stairs and ascending slowly, eyes lingering in the direction he thought he’d seen her last. No trace, gone.

“Dammit,” he cursed under his breath.

At the top of the stairs, a broad open gallery housed some large and impressive masterworks and Gaara took up residence on a bench in front of one of them. There were other people his age appearing to be sketching the paintings, or drawing the crowd, and he intended to blend in with them as he watched the floor below for any signs of that woman; if she were to leave, she would have to do so through the front doors.

Gaara sighed and put his head in his hands for a moment, rubbing his temples and pressing circles into his eyes. Maybe he was seeing things, he was likely just chasing a ghost.

Amsterdam or not; it had been over two years since he’d touched her, since he’d felt how real she was, and he played the memory of their first meeting on repeat so that he wouldn’t forget her face. He had first encountered her on a solo run for an agriculture firm that was struggling with security to their research labs, she’d been caught red handed making off with chemical samples for an upcoming pesticide. Their ensuing scuffle over them ended with a fractured skull and busted wrist for him, a broken rib and stray bullet for her, and he was sure that she had died that night.

He had seen her again a year after that, she’d come crashing down on him and his squad when they were just about to close in on their target, and subsequently slipped away with their payday and an ample helping of his pride. Again, he’d been on mission in central Europe when he returned to his flat and found it ransacked of all their intel with a small lock of hair left on the bed for him as a calling card. He’d been locked in a tidal pull with her ever since; unrelenting, she seemed to always show up when she was least wanted and when he was least ready for her.

This time, Gaara promised himself, eyes still watching all those that passed through the doors below, this time would be different.

“Sabaku,” the voice in his ear called out, conveying the impatience of their team leader. “It’s been noted, return to rounds.”

He stood, taking one last look to the floor below; it was swimming with tourist and locals, resonating a cacophony of echoed murmurs and footsteps, but without sight of her, it just looked empty to him.

…

“Dammit,” Gaara seethed as he sprinted through the dark corridors of the museum, his hard footsteps against the stone floor echoing around him, drowning out the sounds of the scuffle from the western wing.

Only stepping out for a few minutes, he’d been on his way back from using the bathroom when he thought he heard something from the direction of the lobby. Quietly, as to not echo in the open spaces of the empty museum, he made way for the eastern wing, having only made it partway down the stairs to the ground floor when the distinct sound of breaking glass found him. Quickening his pace, he’d whispered a call for backup only to go unanswered but, with the commotion he heard above him now, he figured they had their own issues to deal with.

Through the lobby, down the corridor, into an adjacent hall, and he froze.

Within the dim security lights of the gallery space, all was left undisturbed save for one glass display box with a spotlight shown on a velvet necklace display stand that was missing its jewels, jewels that were currently clutched in the gloved hand of his ghost.

It was only a moment that her eyes lifted to meet his, widening in a look of surprise before she turned tail and ran from him.

He gave chase and ran through the displays, she was fast, and she wasn’t against tipping a display full of priceless jewels over in front of him to slow him down. Gaara wasn’t going to let that stop him; finally, for the first time, he’d gotten the drop on her and caught her by surprise, she wasn’t getting away again.

“Renaissance was just a rouse, huh?” he yelled out to her. “Your lackies are keeping my men busy for you, aren’t they?”

She didn’t even turn her face to him, and he’d chased her into the long corridor and had to close ground before she made it to a door. He pulled his small notepad from his pocket and took aim, hoping to God that his throw was on, and chucked the book ahead of him. It skidded along the ground and an unfortunate footstep landed atop of it, slipped her foot out from under her as she fumbled to the floor.

He had his chance, and he called into his receiver; “First floor, east wing, I’m in pursuit!”

Closing the distance, he was about to make a grab for her when she spun her leg out swept his feet out from under him. Scrambling from the floor as he fell, she tried to gain space from him, but he snagged her ankle and wouldn’t let go. She yelped as she tried lunging away only to grabbed and, when she turned to face him, she was like a cornered animal.

Pulling himself up and grabbing her wrist as she tried to swing at him, he demanded, “Whose pocket are you in now?”

A twist of her hips and a knee connected with his left side, he flinched just enough for her gain back her wrist and lean forward to bring an elbow down against his traps on his shoulders. He grunted and seized up, though the blow had been favorable compared to the time she gave him a kidney shot with a crow bar. Sakura tried to scramble away from him, but he wasn’t relenting; not now, not after two years of bidding his time. 

“Come on,” she huffed, breathless. “You’re not that stupid.” She tried to knee him again and he grabbed the front of her gear, hauling her up a few inches from the floor, only to slam her back down and press the breath from her lungs. She gasped and glared up at him, her eyes alight with fire and fury, and he hadn’t noticed her swing until her gloved fist struck his jaw.

Knocked back and halfway delirious, Gaara floundered after her, narrowly avoiding a kick to the face as he grabbed for her ankle again and when he pulled her back to him, something slid away from her and out of reach. It sparkled in the dim light of the hall, and she began thrashing against him once it left her grasp. Encouraged by the sight of her priorities, Gaara used his strength and size to his full advantage.

Stradling her, he pinned her hips to the floor and swatted away the hands she tried to hit him with. His one hand went to his belt and flicked open the snap holding a pair of cuffs in place and he snagged her wrist with his other. Able to feel her knees hitting against his back and her legs slipping on the hard floor, Gaara secured one wrist in the cuff before he found himself squarely smacked in the face, but he didn’t let go. Any other agent and he wouldn’t given them a broken nose to help them rethink their actions, but with her – from the very start of their cat and mouse – it had been different.

Second wrist chained to the first now, and Gaara held her by the cuffs, keeping her arms raised up to him so she couldn’t wind up for another swing.

He huffed as he kneeled over her, finally able to say that he’d caught the woman that had been the bane of his profession for years. But this wasn’t what he had truly been after, and he needed to know, “Why?” he asked, face contorted in a mask of satisfaction and longing. She stilled beneath him and caught his gaze. “Why do you insist on living this life?”

She looked into his eyes a moment, as if trying to discern if his question were rhetorical or not. “Because,” she said quietly after her pause. “What I do matters.”

Gaara scoffed and yanked on her cuffs, she jostled beneath him but remained otherwise unperturbed. “Theft, espionage, sword for hire,” he listed with a voice of contempt. “This is what matters to you?”

She looked a little disappointed to hear him say that, maybe even a little hurt, but he steeled his emotions and swore she wouldn’t get the best of him this time. Her next words were soft and quiet, not like the ones he would expect spoken of his opponent pinned and handcuffed beneath him. “You left me for dead,” she said smoothly; no anger or betrayal, and he knew instantly when she was speaking of. “What happened after that?”

After her heist of the pesticides, when his gun went off in their tussle and he’d been forced to leave her to evacuate the site, a study surfaced about how high levels of chemicals banned in surrounding countries were found in the new formula; it cost the company millions.

“Don’t feed me any bullshit,” he warned.

“What about the target I stole from you?” she asked, his warning thrown to the wayside. Gaara scowled. “Wasn’t he just a whistle blower your government wanted quiet?” He couldn’t refute that one, it had come out soon after their failed mission that the man they’d been sent to capture was indeed a high-profile target for the powerful people that ended up put behind bars with his testimony.

“What about Amsterdam?” Gaara demanded. “I know you were there.”

She smiled up at him, a soft expression, one that was so rare on a face like hers. “When do you think I took this job?”

Gaara looked up from her to where the glittering necklace still sat on the cold floor. “For that?” he questioned in disbelief. “For a necklace?”

“An heirloom,” she corrected him, her frustration with his lack of wit becoming evident. “You’re not deaf, you’ve heard the news?”

“For Christ’s sake!” he exclaimed. “Have them take the museum to court if it’s stolen!”

“It’s taken seven years to go to court!” she spat back at him. “I work much quicker.”

“Stop the misunderstood savior act,” he sneered. “I know you’re lying.” She had to be, no one was as good as she was with righteous intent.

Now, as she frowned and looked to the side, she truly did look pained. It was the first look of vulnerability he’d seen from her, the first glimpse into a person beneath the weapon that she was. “You don’t know anything about me.”

Defiant, Gaara tugged on her cuffs, still locked in the iron grip of his fist, and made a show of her bindings. “I know you’re not getting away this time,” he answered, his words every bit of a promise he could make them.

“Think so?” she asked, her eyes sliding back to him, and she was smirking now. Gaara hesitated, this was precisely why he remained suspicious of her. “I’m the only one that you can’t catch, Gaara,” she said, now looking him squarely in the eyes without a trace of uncertainty or deceit.

 “But I’ve caught you,” he countered, unable to understand her mind when she was finally right where he wanted her to be after all this time.

“I know,” she agreed. Again, her voice was smooth and calm, unafraid and unworried. “And you’re about to let me go.”

“What are you talking abo–”

From the cuffs in his hand, a watch around her wrist suddenly flashed red and began beeping in a high-pitched succession. Gaara flinched but didn’t release her from his grip. Then all at once, a spray of automatic gunfire echoed through the museum and a few distinct pops could be heard returning fire. Looking back to the woman beneath him, he found her with a quieted look of urgency on her face, the echoed pops sounding off around them.

“You should’ve just let me walk,” she said, her voice sounding as if she were a bit sorry for the way things turned out before she ordered, “Go, they’ll need you.”

He didn’t know what he was about to say, he wanted to demand more answers from her, he wanted to drag her off with him so she wouldn’t escape him again, but his uncertainty died on his tongue when his radio crackled in his ear, and he could hear his fellow agent shouting over gunfire and calling for his location.

“Shit,” he seethed, dropping her cuffed wrists, he stood from where he had her pinned, and he took off down the hall. Passing the necklace she’d dropped; he scooped it up in his hands and shut it safely in his pocket and unzipped the vest to access his gun holster.

Sprinting, his lungs burned as he dashed through the lobby and he swiftly ascended the stairs. Gun drawn, heart racing, adrenaline honing his senses with every concussive sound to echo within the museum’s open chambers, Gaara swiveled around the railing to the second floor and found cover against the frame of the doorway leading to the western wing. He took a breath, preparing himself for the moment he turned the corner, and then all at once the gunfire had stopped.

The last of the shots echoed through the museum for a few seconds, and when they finally subsided, Gaara had called out over his walkie and ran to the team. They had been shaken and confused, surrounded by the sound of gunfire yet no one had been hit. His agents hadn’t been able to tell where it was coming from, and only a small number of bullet holes could be found in the floors and on the surrounding walls. Then it had simply stopped.

Gritting his teeth, Gaara turned a heel and ran back down the hall and down the stairs, the call of Shikamaru and his fellow agents going unanswered. Once through the lobby he slowed his steps upon seeing the dim glow of the security lights illuminating his pair of handcuffs left lying on the stone floor; open, both sides. His breath all but left him, his blood ran cold. How much of this had she planned? How long had she been watching him throughout the day?

Running again, he came upon the room he’d discovered her in and stepped through the broken shards of glass left at the display podium. He pulled the bejeweled necklace from his pocket along with a small flashlight and shown the beam onto the piece. It flashed in his hands and he moved the light to the display tile affixed to the podium.

Clenching the necklace in his fist, he took a shaken breath. A replica, and a poor one at that. She hadn’t even meant to leave it, who would have been fooled? It was for him, to make him think he’d finally bested her, and he’d fallen for it.

Running a hand through his hair and stifling his frustration and his rage, he once more secured the necklace in his pocket. He would be seeing her again, he was certain of it.

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Mythical Healing

I’ve been writing a silly fantasy world fic but to change things up a bit, I picked up a wip from last October and managed to finish it.

What happens when corporate goon, Link Neal, on the verge of burn out takes a chance and goes to see a holistic healer his co-worker recommended. He’s methods are a bit... unorthodox.😏

Link yanked on the collar of his dress shirt in a vain attempt to cool himself as he walked into the minimalist lobby of the nondescript, downtown office building. The mild autumn air couldn’t be blamed for the uncomfortably clammy feeling that made him squirm. He was nervous. More than nervous. Out of his depth. He found a crumpled tissue in his pocket and after inspecting it to make sure it wasn’t used he reached up to wipe the moisture from the back of his neck and his forehead.

There was no reception desk so Link stopped in front of the directory board and skimmed through the business names trying to spot the right one. What was the name again? Something silly—Magical something maybe? He discarded the tissue and fished out the business card his co-worker had given him a couple of weeks ago.

“He’s a bit unorthodox, but I’ve only been going for a couple of months and I’ve never felt better,” Thomas had said as he presented Link with the brightly colored card. “He only takes referrals, so you gotta say I sent you.”

Link stared at the card. It had a psychedelic tie-dye design with orange, yellow, green, and pink. In the middle of the card, in big letters embossed in gold, it said: “Mythical Healing” with an email address below. He’d sent a message a week ago and after some back and forth with the so-called “healer”, he’d gotten an appointment for today.

“Mythical Healing,” Link muttered, rolling his eyes. Everything about the card screamed hokey to him. He’d never been one to believe in alternative medicine. Crystals, mindfulness, auras, and such seemed like something from a fairy tale. Link was a man of facts and figures. Still, here he stood, desperate to try something new after everything else he’d done to ease his anxious mind had failed. He glanced at the board again and took the elevator to the sixth floor, pocketing the card as he ascended.

The door was like any other along the brightly lit hallway. The same dark wooden material, its glossy surface reflecting sunlight from the large window at the end of the hallway, almost blinding Link with its intensity. The same unassuming little sign next to the door. It all seemed very mundane. Yet the name of the business still gave Link a pause.

Mythical Healing

- Rhett McLaughlin -

Holistic Healing Services

Link contemplated turning away and fleeing. What were the chances this man could actually help him? Probably slim to none. But on the off chance, he’d be able to... Link took a deep breath and knocked on the door. He was here already. Whatever this man did, he could endure an hour and a half of it and never come back when— if it was ridiculous. Link waited, tapping an anxious beat into the hallway carpet with his foot.

No sounds signaled Link someone was coming; suddenly, the door swung open, startling Link and making him take a step back. A step he would have had to take anyway to look at the man standing behind the door in the eyes—moss-green ones that radiated warmth. They were accompanied by a soft smile that made the corners of those beautiful eyes crinkle.

“Hello. Are you my five o’clock?” the man, presumably Mr. McLaughlin, asked. His voice was smooth and low, friendly but somehow solemn.

Link opened his mouth to answer but lost himself somewhere between staring at the man and trying to remember why he was here. Mr. McLaughlin was tall and broad-shouldered. His hair was pulled back into a long, messy ponytail, although some loose curls had seemed to escape— either accidentally or by design—framing his face with perfect aloofness. His beard matched his hair both in its dirty blonde color and that same messy but purposeful style of it.  

“Mr. Neal?” he asked again and embarrassment burned Link’s cheeks.

“Yea—yes, I am him. Me, I am me. Link Neal. M-hm,” he stammered, his face growing even redder. What was happening to him? He never got flustered. He simply refused to.

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Corporate Signage: Enhancing Brand Visibility and Professionalism

Corporate signage plays a crucial role in the branding and identity of a business. It is more than just a nameplate; it is a powerful marketing tool that conveys a company’s image, values, and professionalism. EffectiveCorporate signage can attract customers, improve brand recognition, and create a strong first impression. This guide explores the importance of corporate signage, its types, and tips for creating impactful signs.

Importance of Corporate Signage

Brand Recognition: Consistent and well-designed signage helps reinforce a company’s brand identity. It ensures that customers recognize and remember the brand, making it easier to stand out in a competitive market.

Professionalism: High-quality signage projects an image of professionalism and reliability. It shows that a business is established, well-organized, and serious about its operations.

Customer Attraction: Eye-catching signage can attract potential customers to a business. It serves as a silent salesperson, drawing attention and inviting people to learn more about the products or services offered.

Information Dissemination: Signage provides essential information such as business name, logo, hours of operation, and contact details. It can also highlight special promotions or events.

Types of Corporate Signage

Exterior Signage: These are placed outside the business premises and include building signs, monument signs, pylon signs, and window graphics. Exterior signs are crucial for making a strong first impression and attracting foot traffic.

Interior Signage: Used within the business premises, interior signs include lobby signs, directional signs, office nameplates, and wall graphics. They enhance the interior aesthetic and provide wayfinding assistance.

Digital Signage: These are electronic displays that can be used both indoors and outdoors. Digital signs are versatile and can display dynamic content such as videos, slideshows, and real-time information.

Wayfinding Signage: These signs help customers navigate through large facilities or complexes. Examples include directional signs, maps, and floor directories.

Promotional Signage: Used to advertise special offers, sales, and new products, promotional signs can be both temporary and permanent. They include banners, posters, and point-of-sale displays.

Tips for Creating Effective Corporate Signage

Consistent Branding: Ensure that all signage reflects the company’s branding, including colors, fonts, and logo. Consistency in design helps reinforce brand identity and recognition.

Clear Messaging: The message on the signage should be clear and concise. Avoid clutter and use simple language that is easy to understand.

High-Quality Materials: Use durable and high-quality materials that can withstand weather conditions for outdoor signs and enhance the professional look of indoor signs.

Visibility and Readability: The signage should be easily visible and readable from a distance. Use appropriate font sizes, high-contrast colors, and adequate lighting.

Strategic Placement: Position signs where they are most likely to be seen by potential customers. Consider sight lines, foot traffic patterns, and the surrounding environment.

Compliance with Regulations: Ensure that all signage complies with local zoning laws and regulations. This includes size, placement, and lighting restrictions.

Conclusion

Corporate signage is a vital component of a company’s branding and marketing strategy. It not only enhances brand visibility and professionalism but also attracts customers and conveys important information. By investing in high-quality, well-designed signage, businesses can create a strong visual presence and leave a lasting impression on their audience. Whether it’s exterior signs that draw in passersby or interior signs that guide and inform customers, effective corporate signage is an essential asset for any successful business.

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First Impressions Count: Lobby Directory Signage Solutions

Make a lasting impression with our customizable lobby directory signs, blending sophistication with functionality to create a welcoming environment for your guests.

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Four Benefits for Putting Investment in Lobby Signs

If you are looking to create a warm and inviting atmosphere in your business, office lobby signs are a must-have. Not only do they clearly show visitors where your reception area is, but they also add a touch of class and sophistication to your office. It’s why businesses like GSK Canada invested heavily in their lobby signage and decor.

In this blog, we’ll explore the four reasons why investing in Lobby Signs is a smart decision for your business. Then we’ll talk about the types of signs you can install.

4 Reasons You Should Implement Lobby Signs in Your Business

1. They Make a Great First Impression

Your office lobby is usually the first place potential clients and customers will see when they visit your business. By investing in personalized office signs, you can make a positive and lasting first impression that sets the tone for the rest of your interactions.

A well-designed lobby sign can showcase your brand identity, create a professional image, and demonstrate your commitment to quality and attention to detail.

2. They Boost Brand Recognition

Office reception signage is an effective way to increase brand awareness and promote your business. By displaying your company logo, mission statement, and other key messaging in a prominent location, such as the reception area, you can ensure that your brand is visible and memorable. Doing so can help you build brand recognition and increase the likelihood of repeat business.

3. They Create an Upscale Atmosphere

Custom office signs can help to create a professional and sophisticated atmosphere in your office. By selecting high-quality materials and design elements, you can create an air of elegance and refinement that will impress your clients and customers.

This can help to build trust and credibility and position your business as a leader in your industry.

4. They Help People Navigate Your Premises

Lobby signs can also help with wayfinding in your office. By clearly indicating where the reception area is, you can help visitors to navigate your space more efficiently.

This can help to reduce confusion and frustration and create a more positive overall experience for your clients and customers.

Types of Office Reception Signage You Need to Think About

Here are the most common signs in lobbies and entrances that you should be considering:

Business name sign – Show off your business name, logo, and branding proudly.

Directory signs – List rooms and occupants so people know where to go.

Accessibility signs – Make your office comfortable for everyone with accessibility signs.

Emergency signs – Comply with fire and health and safety by-laws.

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Backlit Lobby Signs: Making a Lasting Impression on Your Visitors

Are you looking for a way to make your lobby stand out and leave a lasting impression on your visitors? Backlit lobby signs might be the perfect solution for you. In this blog post, we'll explore the benefits of backlit signs, their various applications, and why they are a must-have for any modern business.

What are Backlit Lobby Signs?

Backlit lobby signs, also known as illuminated signs, are signage displays that are lit from behind, creating a captivating and eye-catching effect. These signs use LED lighting technology, providing a uniform and vibrant illumination that ensures your message is impossible to miss.

The Impact of Backlit Lobby Signs

Enhanced Brand Visibility: Backlit lobby signs make your brand and logo highly visible, helping your business to stand out and increase brand recognition among visitors.

Impressive Aesthetics: The illuminated effect of these signs adds a touch of elegance and professionalism to your lobby, leaving a positive impression on clients, partners, and employees.

Easy Navigation: Backlit signs can be used to display directories and wayfinding information, guiding visitors effortlessly through your premises.

Increased Foot Traffic: An attractive and well-lit lobby will naturally draw more attention, potentially increasing foot traffic and attracting new customers.

Where to Use Backlit Lobby Signs?

The versatility of backlit signs allows them to be used in various settings and applications. Some common places to incorporate backlit lobby signs include:

Corporate Offices: Enhance your corporate identity and impress clients as soon as they step into your office space.

Hotels and Hospitality: Create a welcoming atmosphere for guests and assist them with wayfinding using backlit signs.

Retail Stores: Use illuminated signs to highlight your brand logo or specific products, captivating window shoppers.

Healthcare Facilities: Guide patients and visitors efficiently through your hospital or clinic with clearly illuminated directional signs.

Educational Institutions: Improve the aesthetics of your school lobby and display essential information using backlit signs.

FAQs about Backlit Lobby Signs

Q: Are backlit lobby signs energy-efficient?

A: Yes, backlit signs employ LED technology, which is highly energy-efficient, reducing your operational costs.

Q: Can I customize the design of my backlit lobby sign?

A: Absolutely! Backlit lobby signs are highly customizable, allowing you to tailor the design according to your brand's unique requirements.

Q: Are backlit signs suitable for outdoor use?

A: While backlit signs are primarily designed for indoor use, there are weather-resistant options available for outdoor applications.

Q: How long do the LED lights in backlit signs last?

A: LED lights have a long lifespan and can last up to 50,000 hours or more, ensuring your backlit lobby sign remains vibrant for years.

Q: Can backlit signs be wall-mounted or freestanding?

A: Both options are available, depending on your preferences and the layout of your lobby.

Conclusion

In conclusion, backlit lobby signs are an excellent investment for any business looking to make a remarkable impact on visitors. Their captivating illumination, along with enhanced brand visibility and aesthetics, will leave a positive and lasting impression on anyone who steps into your lobby.

If you want to create a welcoming and professional atmosphere, guide visitors efficiently, and stand out from the competition, consider adding a backlit lobby sign to your space. With their customizability, energy efficiency, and durability, these signs are a valuable asset for modern businesses across various industries.

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What Are Directory Signs And Why Do You Need Them?

Directory signs are signs that point in the right direction and show where certain buildings, businesses, or services are located. To give guests a good view of the services and amenities offered, they are often placed near doors, lobbies, and hallways. At Indy Sign Factory, we can help you design and install these lobby directory signs to help your visitors navigate their way with ease. Take a look at some of the things you need to keep in mind while getting these signs designed and why you should install them.

Visibility: Directory signs should be visible and easy to read from a distance. They should be placed in prominent locations where people will be able to see them easily.

Size: The size of the directory sign should be proportional to the amount of information it contains. A directory sign with a lot of information should be larger than one with fewer details.

Font: The font used should be easy to read and legible. Avoid any font that will cause difficulty in reading, no matter how fancy it looks. Stick to simple yet attractive fonts.

Contrast: The text should stand out from the background and be easy to read. Speak to a sign expert to know which are some of the best colors to consider.

Lighting: If the directory sign is placed in a location where there is low light, it should be illuminated to ensure that it is visible. You can choose not to put any lighting but if you do, it will help promote your business 24*7.

Durability: The material used should be durable so that the sign will be able to withstand any form of weather, especially if it is placed in a space where occasional UV rays and rain might hit it.

Maintenance: The directory sign should be checked regularly to ensure that the information is up-to-date and that the sign is in good condition. Using a simple non-abrasive cloth and soapy water that is free from harmful chemicals can be used to clean the signage.

If you are looking to get directory signs designed and installed, make sure to get in touch with professionals like us as we can help you create attractive signage that will make a good impression on your visitors. So, contact our team, and let’s chat.

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Indoor Business Signs For Office Space

Did Boeing just waste time and money giving their new office space an aviation theme? After all, it’s just decor, right…? Make no mistake, design has a big impact on profitability and productivity. You need to pay attention to the indoor business signs you install because they will impact your employees’ morale and how confidently you close deals.

In this blog, we’ll tell you about the essential custom indoor signage you should get for your office.

6 Indoor Business Signs You Should Get for Your Office Space:

Here are 6 indoor business signs you need to transform your space from boring to beautiful. The best part is that there are dozens of styles to choose from for each of them, meaning you’re sure to find something that fits your budget.

1.       Environmental Graphics:

Say goodbye to bland corridors and boring rooms with environmental graphics. These indoor business signs consist of large vinyl graphics used to brand the office tastefully. An example of environmental graphics is the Boeing office we’ve talked about above; note how they’ve teamed wall lines and graphics to enhance the aviation theme.

2.       Lobby Signs:

These signs are some of the first interactions visitors will have with your business, and it’s important to make a strong impression. Typically, lobby signage consists of a large sign that displays your business’s name and logo. Other signs, such as acrylic signs for directories and wayfinding, uplift the space and project a premium appearance.

3.       Wall Murals:

From inspirational quotes to city skylines, wall murals are a detailed way to tell visitors about your business and decorate the space. Skylines of cities where the business has offices are a particular favorite (team them with LED lighting for a stunning effect). You can print anything on wall murals, including photographs, timelines, portfolios, and more.

4.       Door Signs:

Door signs are essential signage that makes it easier for visitors to navigate the space, improve safety, and boost employee morale. Acrylic signs are a great door sign option because they look stunning, can be customized entirely for your design, and don’t break the bank.

5.       Legally-Required Signs:

There are some indoor business signs you absolutely must have at your premises–emergency signs and ADA signs. Emergency signs, like the green and white signs used to show directions to fire escapes and exits, are required by Jacksonville’s building bylaws and fire safety code. Similarly, ADA signs are required by the Americans with Disabilities Act and help make the space easier to navigate.

6.       Wayfinding Signs:

These signs help visitors navigate the space independently and reduce the frustration of not knowing where to go. For larger spaces, directories in the lobby, arrow signs, and door signs are essential; even smaller spaces can benefit from signs, such as bathroom signs.

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