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~Magic Hands~

𝓢𝓲𝓶𝓸𝓷 '𝓖𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓽' 𝓡𝓲𝓵𝓮𝔂 𝔁 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓰𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓽!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

warnings/tags: smut, massage, hurt/comfort, female receiving, v. fingering, soft Ghost, romantic tension, the room is packed with your mates so you have to keep quiet hehe

synopsis: in the aftermath of a rough mission, you find yourself unable to fall asleep due to muscle aches. Your Lieutenant offers to help you release the tension by giving you a massage, which escalates rather quickly.

word count: 4,1k.

[a/n: finally writing for my man Ghost and I'm quite proud of how this first story turned out. Now I'm curious to know what you think of it! Also, this wasn't beta-read so if there's any typo/grammatical error, let me know. Alright, enjoyyyyy 🌶️✨💀]

"You can't sleep?" 

Ghost's deep hushed voice coming from somewhere behind you makes you turn in your bedroll. The room is nearly pitch black, with only a sliver of moonlight streaming in through the half-closed window, yet providing enough light to make your close surroundings visible. Therefore, when you turn around, you can see Ghost sitting on the floor a few feet away from you, his back to the stone wall, arms crossed over his chest and legs stretched straight in front of him. The thin dark gray t-shirt, paired with the intense chiaroscuro that imbues the room, highlights the outline of his massive biceps. Your eyes linger on his arms before they meet his, which twinkle slightly as they capture the moonshine.

"You neither?" 

He hums in response.

A weary sigh escapes you as you sprawl on your back, hand flying to the nape of your neck, where the muscles tug and burn. You feel like a wreck. You knew today’s operation would have been rough, even more than the last ones and you were prepared for it, you had trained so hard for months. You've risked your own skin multiple times during the offensive, although in the end you got away with only a scratch or two; nothing major. You were still high on adrenaline as you made it back to the base camp -a dilapidated temporary facility in the middle of a thick forest- and you were even rather impressed of yourself for having handled it all so well… until fatigue came crushing on you like a double-decker bus, almost knocking you to your knees and you felt the magnitude of the efforts made in all its gravity. You tried to mask it as you dined with your brothers in arms, a scarce sorry meal that didn’t even quench a third of your appetite, then instantly dragged your 200 pounds heavier than normal legs to the storage room adapted for sleeping and flopped down on your bed roll. You thought the ache would pass, that you only needed to lie down and let your limbs rest but it has already been three or four hours since then and you haven’t been able to close your eyes not even once.

"Everything aches so much. I might have strained a muscle or something. Possibly all of them." 

Ghost hums again in understanding. A moment of silence follows; silence only interrupted by the rhythmic snoring of your mates, laying in their bedrolls all around you in the tiny room.

"Come here." 

Your head snaps up. 

"Uh?" 

"You heard me. We need to do something about those sore muscles. Can't allow them to get in the way of the mission tomorrow." 

You look questioningly at him, eyes roaming over his masked face, as if expecting to be able to read his intentions. What can he do for you? The same as he can do for himself, which is pretty much nothing; he’ll give you a pat on the back and tell you to suck it up. If only there was a medic in the facility, you could have asked for an injection to ease the tension in your body but alas, you're on your own down here, equipped with no instant medication other than a pack of analgesics reserved for battle and a pain drug; but there's no way you'd take one on a night before a mission and risk waking up as a zombie in the morning. 

You’d have to wait for a proper medical treatment when you’re out of this hell, assuming you’re still in one piece by then.

“We don’t have all night, Sergeant.”

Ugh, using your title, of course. It can only mean the Lieutenant won’t accept a refusal from you. And who are you to refuse anyway? Just a lower soldier in pain; nothing special about you.

Even though you are still perplexed about his intentions, you scoot toward him, crawling silently so as to not wake up the others. Fortunately you don’t have to step on someone’s lying body to reach your superior.

He spreads his legs to give you room to get closer and you swallow the thrill that inflames your body at the sight of that big hunk of a man welcoming you in his lap. This is not the time to give in to such fantasies. Nor there will ever be. Hard truth.

Ghost’s fingers masterly find the waistband of your cargo trousers and tug at it to make you slide closer.

"Turn around." 

His commanding voice compels you to do as he says without question. There's no room for hesitation when he employs that tone; you must obey his directives, whether you're on the field on a mission or killing time at the HQ. Nobody can stand up to it, least of all you.

You’re barely able to suppress a gasp when you feel his huge hands take hold of your hips and settle you between his thighs, your back colliding with his firm chest. You can't, however, physically stop the shiver that runs down your spine as his palms climb up your sides, sliding upward over your back, causing you to bend slightly forward as he reaches your shoulders. There, he begins to knead your muscles carefully, knowing where to apply more pressure and where to let the tip of his fingers do most of the work.

You’re too stunned to speak. Never in a million years you would have guessed this is what he had in mind to do to help you. Ghost, your Lieutenant, has his hands on you, in a room full of fellow soldiers, in the middle of the night while you are on duty. What crazy-ass dream is this?

"Ghost-," you shudder, his hands working on a particularly sore spot, "a m-massage, seriously?" 

“What?”

“They only make things worse-”

While having Ghost do it is a whole new experience for you, you've received your fair share of massages, both throughout your years of training and after you became a special agent and they never seemed to work on you. They always left you in more pain than you were in before. You could have blamed it on the medic if only you hadn’t changed so many during the past years; they couldn't all have been incompetent, could they?

"You never got one from me, innit? They don't call me magic hands for nothing." 

You frown, throwing him a sideway glance over your shoulder. 

"Nobody calls you that." 

You hear him huff and your head is forced back to face straight by a firm nudge.

As strange and unexpected as it may seem, you must admit that his hands are truly doing Lord’s work against your shoulders, easing your tensed muscles and relieving some pain, so much so that you find yourself closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. 

"See? Just relax." 

His hands scoot lower, sliding down your back and sides, resting just above your bum. The warmth of his palms rubbing that sore area in circular motions sends more shivers up your spine. In his ascent back up, he pays attention to the tensed muscles of your arms, thumbs kneading deep into them and then finally, he goes back to your neck. Your breath catches at the feeling of his strong hands wrapping around it. His firm touch appears to arouse something primal within you. You can feel heat pooling in your core right away. 

"Fucking hell. Your neck is rock hard." 

He increases the pressure, rubbing the skin and working on the knots. His thumbs slide up and down your larynx, matching the movement of his other fingers on the nape. Your head bends backward on its own, landing on his chest. 

Ghost hums again, appreciatively. 

"You liking it?" 

"Y-yes, sir-"

His chest shakes softly against your back, a light rumble coming from his throat. 

"Good girl." 

You bite back a gasp. Those hushed words only add to the growing ache between your legs. The massage is clearly starting to turn you on and you feel… conflicted. You know you shouldn’t let his skillful touch, nor his raspy voice whispering so close to your ear or the warmth of his chest pressed against your back affect you so much. However, you are basically caged in his lap, how are you supposed to not let that cloud your judgment? To not allow your fantasies to run wild in your head? Yes, you��re strong, but… not that strong. You can’t possibly stop your body from reacting so naturally to all of these overwhelming sensations. Especially when you’re so touch-starved, and having Ghost being the one to indulge your craving doesn’t help in the slightest.

 " Mh, you're tensing up again." 

Ghost swiftly resumes working on your back, placing the palm of each hand on either side of your spine and working his way up, keeping his hands parallel to one another. When he reaches the top of your back, he fans his hands outwards across the shoulders, as if outlining the top of a heart. Using a kneading motion, he returns to the lower of your back to work the large muscles on either side of your spine then presses his fingertips firmly into your flesh before quickly releasing as he works his way up. The constant pressing and releasing sends your spine tingling and you fail to hold back a moan.    

“Yes. Don’t fight it.”

If only he knew what you were actually fighting against. How can the tension leave your body if his touch and his closeness and his voice are all working so hard together to make you tense up all the more?

You feel his hands close into fists and his knuckles start to rub gently but firmly across the tops of your shoulders and then glide down your biceps, the inner part of your arms, the side of your chest... 

Inadvertently, your body jerks at the new sensation, and his hand accidentally brushes up against your breast, fingers knocking into the slight bulge in your top caused by your aroused nipple. You stifle the moan that erupts from your throat by biting your bottom lip hard, your body stiffening instantaneously. 

Silence falls into the room, coating it in tension; your mates are not even snoring anymore. You don’t dare to move a muscle, you can barely keep your ragged breathing under control. 

Has he noticed? Does he realize what has just happened? It’s so dark in here and it all happened so quickly, he may have no idea what he has just touched, he may have not caught the lewd sound that came out of your mouth, either. Your body has tensed so much, however, that your reaction must have caught his attention. Any doubt goes out the window when you feel his hands retract and his body shift uncomfortably behind you. 

Well, fuck it . You just had to make it awkward, didn’t you? For both of you! How embarrassing. He will look at you and treat you differently from now on, you know it already. You're soldiers, for god’s sake! You're professionals! And he’s your superior! These things shouldn’t happen! They should stay out of work. And to think that you've managed to get this far, despite Ghost's strong magnetic pull on you since the first time you saw him... You’ve hidden your emotions so well for months. But unfortunately, no matter how hard you try and succeed at hiding it, you can’t really control your body and how it reacts to his presence, touch, or gaze. This was bound to happen sooner or later, as much as you prayed it wouldn’t. Besides, how could you have even imagined you would find yourself in such a crazy situation at one point? Working with him every day, getting very physical on the field and still keeping your emotions at bay was already enough to drive you insane. There was no way you could have handled this and came out victorious.

But perhaps you could still salvage this somehow, or at the very least escape the horrible truth-spilling conversation that awaits you. Yes, it is possible. You simply need to get the hell away from Ghost, crawl back to your bedroll, attempt to sleep it off, and put the burden aside to deal with it another day. Easier said than done.

Your hands fumble around you, hoping to meet the cold tiles of the floor -rather than those god-like legs stretched at either side of you- and you bend forward in an attempt to hoist yourself up. 

“A-alright, this has been nice-”

A steel-strong arm snakes around your middle and forcefully pulls you back. You gasp as your spine collides with his chest once more. 

Now that you're pressed up against him, even closer than you were before, you can feel his bulge against your lower back and your mouth goes dry.

"Ghost-", your voice comes out in a loud, unsteady squick and he instantly hushes you, tightening the grip around your waist. 

You feel his hot breath caress your ear even through the balaclava. “We’re not done here, yet.”

His hands start to travel up and down your body once again, bolder this time, skimming over areas he hasn't touched before. The hand wrapped around your middle slips under your tank top, fondling the smooth flesh at your side as it raises, leaving a trail of goosebumps on your skin, until it reaches the upper area of your stomach. There, his fingertips tease the lower curve of your breast from above the fabric of your sports bra. Your breath catches again but you don't dare to move. He holds his palm there for a long minute. 

Is he testing you? Is he messing with you? Is he silently asking for permission to move forward? The affirmative guttural sound that rewards you as you finally throw your morals out the window and boldly place your hand over his and tug it upwards, sweeps away any doubt. His big hand instantly covers your whole breast, groping it gently at first then squeezing it decisively. His other hand comes to match the motion as they both slide inside the cups and fondle your soft sensitive flesh before turning the focus onto your erect nipples, causing you to arch your back forward and shiver. 

“Is this-”, your voice catches in your throat as his fingers pinch your nipples hard, lips squeezing together to muffle a groan, “-why they call you magic hands ?” 

You feel a light chuckle rumble in his chest and against your back.

“You catch up real quick, Sergeant…”, he whispers in your ear in that gravelly voice that makes you squirm, “...but you don’t know the half of it.” And as if on cue, one of his hands sneaks out of your tank top and slides down your stomach, skimming over the inseam of your pants and resting on your crotch, causing a warmth to spread from deep within your stomach. Two fingers push against your core, suggestively and your heart races. Your breaths are ragged in anticipation. 

“Bet you’re desperate to find out, innit?”

You don’t even realize you’re nodding in response until you feel him huff a laugh through his nose, blowing cool air right next to your ear. 

"Curiosity killed the cat, didn't you hear?" 

His palm rubs against your crotch up and down a few times before giving it a firm squeeze. 

You suck in air through your teeth and your hand lands on his thigh at your side, fingers dipping in his firm muscle. 

" Please -" 

You're not sure what you're even begging him for, your mind dazed with desire, and all you can focus on is the heady sensation of having his warm palm rest so close to your aching cunt but still denying you the touch you desperately crave for. 

Ghost doesn't need you to say anything, he clearly knows what you're pleading for and he makes quick work of unzipping your pants before sliding his hand inside. His eager fingers meet your panties which are, unsurprisingly, already soaked; a small detail that he seems to appreciate greatly. He runs his digits over the wet patch on the fabric, eliciting a loud moan from you. 

An abrupt stirring sound freezes you and your head snaps up, heart jumping in your throat, while your eyes dart across the room expecting to meet the shocked expression of one of your brothers. The thought of having been spotted however doesn't seem to stop Ghost from pushing his fingers beneath the damp fabric of your undies. You don't have time to still the violent beating of your heart as he begins to circle his way through your folds, instantly drawing back your whole attention. A harsh whine crawls up your throat when the pad of his finger meets your clitoris and his free hand immediately moves to cover your mouth. His clad lips suddenly draw close to your ear, skin tingling at the contact. 

"You don't want to wake up the boys, do you, kitten?" 

You shake your head profusely and he hums softly. 

"Thought so."

You suppress the cries of pleasure that he provokes by rubbing his fingers up and down over your slit in a slow intoxicating way, your hips shaking with each swipe. He presses his forearm against your stomach to hold your body still, squeezing you closer to him as a result. 

You wince as you hear it; the wet sound of your desire seems to be the only noise in the otherwise silent room and it only grows louder when Ghost teases your entrance, rubbing his pads around it before easily pushing two fingers inside. You screw your eyes shut and throw your head back against his chest. As he thrusts inside you in a steady rhythm, he presses his palm on your most sensitive part, and drags his hand in a firm circle against it. The feeling is dizzying and it sends lightning jolting through you. 

Ghost's hand leaves your mouth to grab your inner thigh and push it over his adjacent knee, spreading your legs wide apart to gain better access to your core and thus shove his fingers deeper inside you. In fact, his next thrust perfectly hits that sacred spot buried deep between your walls and you grasp a fist of his t-shirt and pull it against your lips to muffle your whimpers, while your other hand tugs firmly at his tensed arm lying on your stomach.

You are close, so close. You can feel the heat in your gut begin to bubble and spread, scorching and hair-raising, to the rest of your quivering body. Ghost too seems to notice by the way you tuck into him and clutch at his arm as if it’s the only thing keeping you grounded, your safe anchor. His fingers grab your chin and angle your head so that your eyes meet. 

His eyes… his big eyes. The only visible part of his face, the only part you are allowed to lay your gaze on and let it linger. And oh, how beautiful they are. Especially now, glinting with moonshine and looking down at you with a special twinkle which you can’t quite decipher but that makes your heart swell. 

You prompt yourself up in a daze, just enough to cup his cheek and pull him down to meet you in a quite unorthodox kiss. You press your lips desperately to his mask, just above his own and you feel them twitch at the contact, responding to the kiss only a moment later. 

You stay like that while his hand still works against you, faster and sloppier but hitting you perfectly with each push. You keep your lips glued to his as the coiling pleasure in your belly finally snaps, a heady wave of pleasure washes over you and makes your body jerk uncontrollably. Your cries are muffled by the fabric of his mask, even more so when his hand cups the back of your neck and presses you harder against him. He continues to slowly dip his fingers inside your fluttering walls then litter your small bundle of nerves with a few more soft teasing caresses all the while subsiding your spasms with his strong embrace. 

Your eyes are squeezed shut, your chest heaving hard, heart still racing and legs still shaking when his hand slips out of your pants and you pull back. You let your head rest on his chest as you take a deep long breath. Almost instantly a subdued ruffle of fabrics strikes your ear and you can feel a cool breath blowing on your neck before a pair of soft damp lips meet your boiling skin. You bite your lips at the shiver-inducing sensation; it feels like a vital secret shared in utmost confidence and you don’t dare break the touching moment until his lips retreat and the mask is safely put back on. Only then you chance a look up through a heavy-lidded gaze and you meet his beautiful eyes again, which in turn watch your reactions with a hazy, adoring gaze. All is forgotten; the packed room, the initial conflict you felt, the aching muscles… The only thing you can focus on is the tingling sensation abandoning your body, leaving the way to the heartening warmth of his embrace and gaze. 

“Ghost-”

“Simon.”

You gulp, nodding feebly as you reverently search his eyes. 

“Simon…” 

Saying his name feels strange but also… meaningful. Like uttering a magic word or being handed the sole key that unlocks the armored door that keeps the treasure safe; treasure so priceless and vulnerable that only a few trusted people are allowed to take a glimpse at it.

“I’m-” you fail to find the words, mind dazed and heart hammering in your chest, “that was…”

“Kitten got more than she bargained for.” 

You catch an amused hint in his voice and even if you can’t see it, you’re certain there is a smile tugging at his lips, for the corner of his eyes curl up slightly.

“I take it the massage didn't make things worse after all?”

"Well…", you shift in his embrace, turning to face him with a sheepish grin, "that was some effective massage, alright." 

You prompt yourself up and reading your intentions he closes his legs to let you settle on his lap, your knees resting on either side of his hips. His eyes never leave yours as you lean up, arms latching around his neck. 

"Nothing aches anymore thanks to you…", you grind your hips slowly down against his, relishing in the sound of his heavy breathing picking up, "...but maybe it's you now who is in need of a release ?" You bite your lip at the rousing feeling of his throbbing bulge rubbing against your still sensitive center, as well as at the rare thrilling satisfaction of seeing him crane his head slightly up to look at you. 

His hands descend on your hips, fingers almost painfully gripping the flesh, causing you to groan.

"I wouldn't mind it one bit kitten, believe me…", his lust-clouded eyes rake over your body. You see him swallow hard as he glances down where your hips meet and a long breath escapes his lips. His gaze then trails back up, savoring every inch of you, until it finally locks with yours once again. "But you should hit the sack now."

Disappointment shows plainly on your face.

"But-" 

"Besides, I'm on second watch tonight."

"T-That’s good! I can sneak out to keep you company. I'm not sleepy! Even less now than before. We can-" 

" Negative .” His tone is peremptory and it shuts you up at once. “And don’t fret. You’ll be asleep before your head hits the mat.”

" But -" 

His hands slide up your sides and squeeze your waist, pulling you down to sit on his thighs and hold you at eye level.

"We're taking a rain check, Sergeant."

The title again. His words are final, then. 

A huge sigh escapes you and you nod at last. Reluctantly, you climb out of his lap, his hands following your every movement to support you. Before you stand on your feet and turn around, you chance one last look at him. Your heart swells as you meet once more his big beautiful eyes which look at you so gently, so wistfully… you think you can catch the promise behind them.

"Don't you dare die tomorrow, Simon."

The corners of his eyes curl up again. 

"Surely not on your watch, Kitten."

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Royally Pucked O N E

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San Diego was beautiful. I had only ever visited on vacation as a child but now, standing outside of my new job and looking at the ocean, I loved it even more.

And the rink! It's gorgeous! Walking in, the awe factor only grows! I'm distracted by the architecture when someone calls my name.

"Dr Thomas!" I turn and see the man walk towards me. He has dirty blonde hair with a slight curl and brown eyes, which is pretty much all I can focus on at the moment.

"Hi." I say as I shake his hand. "And please, Layne is fine."

"Layne, I'm Bradley, Alt captain and Right Wing for the Daggers. They asked me to show you to your office." Bradley smiles, "Plus I figure I could give you a tour along the way."

"A tour would be lovely." I smile and he leads me down a hallway.

"So down here is where you have all the main offices. Operations, general, and PR managers. Farther down are the conference rooms, the press conference room is all the way at the end." Bradley explains as we walk through the lobby of the practice arena. Bradley leads me towards a hallway on the other side of the lobby as he talks. "So what brought you all the way out here from…?"

"Texas, and I just needed a change of scenery." I responded.

"Well there is plenty of that here." Bradley smiles as he opens the door for me. "This is where the team can usually be found. Locker rooms to the right, gym to the left with views of the practice rink. And of course your office is just past and connected to the gym." Bradley turns to face me once we arrive at the door. "Sports tables and equipment are in here and your office is through the door on the back wall."

"Thank you so much, Bradley, really."

"No problem. Oh," Bradley reaches into his pocket and pulls out a piece of paper and quickly writes something down. "If you need anything just gimme a call or text me, okay? Anything at all."

"I will." I smile. "Thanks again, Bradley."

"Of course, Layne." He replies before walking back into the lobby.

I sigh softly as I enter my office. I glance around, taking a quick inventory of my desk and filing cabinets. The door behind me opens and I turn, expecting to see the assistant who works here, but instead l see an unfamiliar woman. She looks at me for a few seconds before speaking.

"You're the new PT?"

"Yep. That's me." I smile.

"You won't let the boys walk all over you right?" I shake my head and she immediately sighs. "Good! I'm Nat, my husband is Javy. You should have a file on his shoulder injury from last season." My eyes scan my desk to find it third from the top of a stack right in the middle. "Yes that one. He's gonna say he's fine and doesn't need tape or a physical. He's insane, and please tape him." Nat nods before making her way back out.

I laugh as I open her husbands folder. The folder contains a lot of information about what happened and how the healing process has been. The previous PT was pretty thorough on top of the physician's notes.

I'm nearly through the file when I hear voices coming from the PT room and I immediately recognize one that I thought I'd never hear again.

"She talked to the new PT already?"

"I don't even know how she got here so fast!" The other voice exclaims. "She dropped the kids off not even 10 minutes ago, and it's a 30 minute drive from the school!"

"You must be Mr. Machado." I laugh, walking into the room and over to one of the storages. The two men snap their heads up and stare at me like I've grown another head.

"I… uh…" Machado stammers before glancing over his shoulder at the his friend. "Yea, I'm sure you've already spoken to my wife."

"I did and I assured her that you couldn't convince me to not follow doctors orders."

"Dammit." Javy mutters as he hops up onto the table.

"You're screwed, dude." His friend laughs as he sits on another table.

"And you are?" I ask as I start wrapping Javy's shoulder.

"Jake Seresin. I'm captain on the team."

"Jake." I give him a soft smile, lifting up to meet his eyes. They're the same as the ones I looked into last year in Denver.

"Could we chat for a sec?" Jake asks, motioning to my office.

"I'm kinda busy." I laugh, applying some tape to hold the wrap in place.

"Please." Jake almost pleads with me.

I'm about to protest Javy interrupts. "Well this feels great! I think I'm gonna go catch up with the other guys. See ya, Doc." He gives Jake a wink before heading to the exit.

"Alright." I say, returning the supplies to their home before walking to my office.

"So are we not gonna talk about it?" Jake questions as he follows me.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Seresin." I reply, gathering a clipboard and my jacket.

"Seriously?" He seems almost hurt by my statement.

I'm not going to talk about Denver with Roc- Jake. We work together. It's unprofessional and I for one prefer not to make that mistake again.

"I don't. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get to the ice," I say as I walk past him, "which I assume, you should too."

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just as info... because im a bitch who has to over explain everything...

i am on like, not semi hiatus but def. semi slow down for a bit and here's why. under the cut is a lot of boring work garbage, feel free to ignore lol

ok SO here's the thing

i think i mentioned it before but like a month or two ago my company fired five people, four of which were like directly in my operations group. we are a bulk liquid e.xport team that specializes in fle.xi bags being loaded like... well, with bulk liquids lmao. its not super hard but it is TEDIOUS as fuck what i have to do on a daily basis.

i have direct contact with suppliers and traders purchasing from suppliers and i coordinate the full movement of product so basically customer tells me: i need X amt of product moved from point a in the usa to point b in the world. they specify, often, the particulars of like.. what steamship lines to use based on rate, or like on end destination preferences, and they expect us to typically coordinate the trucker to pick up food grade containers that then live load or transload at a supplier's plant and then get ingated back into whatever port terminal to get on a vessel and make specific arrival times at their end destination.

like idk some of u might even be in this industry too, so u kno what i mean.

the PROBLEM is that i am expected to get the booking with the ssl, coordinate the trucker, make sure the product gets loaded both within the customer's expected window + within a window where containers can be ingated against said booking's vessel, with OUT additional cost (so things can't sit on yards and get storage or detention for drivers or have additional legs in the trucking which means more money to pay trucker ect ect) and i have to load the amount the customer requests AND

Sometimes the product has to go on rail and that has specific regulations and sometimes the product is hazardous and has to be pre approved on the SSL to even be booked but the customer sent a request asking to load the next week so they get mad you dont get a confirmation within the same day because the haz approval has to be granted by the transhipment port half way across the world too because SOME ports don't take haz and some do but only certain kinds and and and and....

sometimes there is a vessel congestion in the ports or bad weather that shuts down ports or plants, or sometimes drivers have mechnical issues or just miss their fkn appts to load or show up with wrong equipment or ... or there is no container your driver can find because the ssl is out of them at that particular port location or...

yeah.

and so take that and then give me one account that is incredibly picky, sends requests last minute, mostly of randomly haz bullshit, and expects u to lick their boots....

and then another account where i am expected to maintain a perfect constant flow of bookings out of four different ports and the amount expected is like... ohhh 28 a week out of one, 10 out of another, 20 out of two others... and THEN that same customer sends you 75 FUCKING RAILCARS TO ONE SINGLE RAILSPUR/TRUCKER THAT CAN ONLY TRANSLOAD TWO A DAY, MAYBE FOUR TOPS, AND and your boss told them that there would be NO storage charged back to them so you have to now hope to god all the railcars dont show up at once because then you have to meet that four day vessel window and at MOST can load out like 10 of the railcars, if that, if you are lucky with perfect conditions but WHOOPS ALL 75 ARE THERE AT ONCE SO ACTUALLY fuck your life you get storage on 65 railcars and it shows on YOUR account that you lost money

and also?

you have to do the customs filing and documentation for destination arrival and have a window for that too and must have the info perfect or there is charges for fucking it up or containers getting stuck in customs at the destination...

yeah.

my co workers are overwhelmed and they have like maybe 60 containers on their desk a month?

my fucking dumb ass customer gives me a total currently of 450.

and yes, they fired people so i dont have a lot of back up until they hire someone new to take over this single stupid account so i can focus on others.

ive been working from like 6am to 7pm if not later because of this. im looking at other jobs but nothing pays as well currently and i technically like my team its just frustrating because ... yeah.

i hate this industry. i haaaaate it. supposedly im good at it but i dont care. i just want to survive having to pay rent or car payments and getting food, you know?

and i want to be able to do what i love which is write... and this job is melting my brain and just got exponentially more ugly within the last two weeks.

so anyway thats where im at and until i either change jobs or my desk chills out or they hire someone OR i get back on my adhd meds (lol that is really NOT helping to be off of them) im going to be slow.

but whatever, yall are great and i know those that want to will stick around so i appreciate you

thanks for coming to my ted talk bye

[saunne]

You said if anyone has any library related questions to drop it in your inbox

So what qualifications do you need to be a

Libraren ?

Hi ! Thanks for the ask, I'm glad you came to me and I'll do my best to provide a useful answer.

More than qualifications, I'd say it mostly depends on skills. I'm not sure how it works in other countries, but in France where I am, librarian is a fairly popular "career change" job. Many librarians now have worked in other professions before, which means that we can have many different life experiences and areas of knowledge (it's what makes it fun !).

If I had to reduce "librarian" to core skills, it would look like this :

Communication : Communication skills, the ability to adapt one's speech to one's audience, capacity for argumentation and explanation and capacity for synthesis... are essentials. Librarian is a job where you are in contact with people most of the time, whether patrons with different ages, backgrounds, needs and ability to communicate (and as in any "customer service job" can be very frustrating/impolite at times), colleagues with whom you'll have to exchange on a daily basis, management to respond to... Librarian is a very social/networking/connected profession. Also, it is possible that you will one day find yourself in a management position. Here, depending on the size of the library you're in, even a "low grade" librarian can find themselves at the head of a group of volunteers... and therefore manager !

Creativity / Adaptability : For a library to live, it must be brought to life and this involves cultural events (art exhibitions, conversation workshops, reading groups...), highlighting specific/thematic book selections or others activities to carry out... You have to be creative about what you do and how you do it, because you have to adapt to the means available as well as to the audience you have. There is no point in doing a video game animation if half of the patrons are seniors who mainly come to read the daily newspaper ! Also, the library "world" is a world in constant change, especially with the rise of new technologies and librarians are more than interested in trying new things to meet the needs of their patrons.

Organization : People often underestimate the amount of work that goes into being a librarian. Reception of the public (the front) is only the visible part of the iceberg because all the office work (the back) is in fact what is most demanding ! Managing collections involves knowing what you have, where it is, how many copies, what is borrowed, what is not borrowed, why, what is coming out as new, what is nominated for awards, what is popular at the moment, what is controversial at the moment... And once you know that ? Well, what is your budget, how is it distributed inside the library itself or within the city's library network, what is a priority, what can be postponed until later, who do you get your supplies from, how many orders, how many documents do you order, how many librarians are available. And then comes what we call "equipment", which is a branch in its own right between physical and digital : protecting the book, putting the rating label for storage, putting barcode/chip and activating them, referencing the book in the catalog and finally put it in the correct status to allow it to be borrowed. Depending on your status, you may find yourself accomplishing/managing a whole bunch of tasks, with a lot of paperwork/codes/vocabulary/specifics so being organized (at least at this level) is necessary unless you want to drown in invoices and coding errors real fast.

For everything related to qualifications as in "studies" to do in order to become a librarian, I could do a whole post about my own formation and how I ended up where I am, but I don't think that's what you are after.

In terms of studies to become a librarian, we actually have a branch of studies dedicated named "library and information science/study". In France, it's something you can access starting from undergraduate cycle (bachelor or specific post high-school courses), but I believe in other part of the world, it's mostly graduate studies, master degree to straight up PhD !

In these training courses, you will be taught everything related to how to manage a collection, information science and literacy + information systems and technology, everything related to cataloging documents and libraries' specific softwares that you'll need to use, classification and preservation of the documents, general staff management and customer service skills and a lot of new technologies related stuff, like database management.

For further information, don't hesitate to drop other asks with more specific questions or to go check the links below, as they offer some great resources !

American Library Association - Explore your Education

American Library Association - Library Careers

Online Computer Library Center (OCLC)

Association for Library and Information Science Education (ALISE)

I hope it was helpful ! Have a great day/evening/whatever timezone moment you're in ! 😊

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Starfield!

OK I've been playing the heck out of this and I have some thoughts. Under the cut.

TL:DR - I'm enjoying it a whole lot.

OK, this is a very Bethesda game. I mean you can see the Fallout 4 DNA, and it's distant ancestor, Skyrim.

And there's some classic bugs: Putting your super rare and cool looking space suit on the Armoury Mannekin is great. And if you change the least amount of your ship it will vanish forever.

Not all your very cool, upgraded weapons will stick around. They'll just show up missing. The tutorials on navigation or ship building appear to be 100% missing. The speech challenge is... hilariously crap and badly explained

But... but...

Out of days of play that's pretty much the only issues I've had, apart from 'Oh dear god I'm over encumbered AGAIN?!' Because for some reason, Bethesda thought that an upper limit of 150KG before buffs or perks or suit mods was acceptable. I mean... OK. It probably is, but given most of your income is hauling gently used equipment and other goodies back to your ship and flogging it off for space bottlecaps septims dollars, it can get really annoying that while carrying the equivalent of two adult humans, you can only sprint for a little bit.

Unless you get your robot butler to pick up the load, but say goodbye to stealth play because at the merest hint of Bad Guy activity, it'll sprint into the thick of things yelling about how it's not programmed for combat, DIE SQUISHY HUMAN RARG RARG PUNCH KICK TWIRL... yes dude, please back off so I can fire this proton canon into that bad person's kneecaps.

I mean you can just park it and say 'wait here'. You even get a quest and marker to find it again if you forget.

But it's a very mellow game. Yes it is super easy to make the game spawn a couple of loot dungeons. But have you tried going to Mars where the horrible grimy mine is... staffed by fairly happy and content miners who are not being exploited, and where you can pick up a mission to put up posters so that people will feel happier? OR that fetch quest designed to get you visiting other locations on behalf of the comic book fan? What about the first faction you meet who won a war but who's citizens were so horrified by it that they formed a working peace with their erstwhile opponents, and admit, yeah, the enetire thing was their fault: Let's rebuild and be better people.

They have a museum where they have a display explaining 'We won but when we asked AITA, the answer was Yes.'

And then you can go sit in the park and eat meatloaf. Maybe build your own colony and put up Space Frog, the Frog from Space posters. Start a garden. Get eaten by a Terrormorph

But you want to be a pirate, a smuggler, a Space Cop, A Ranger, a spy, a bounty hunter, a collections agent or a freelance bad-guy murderer? Oh yeah that for SURE is a bunch of things that you are basically offered right away, and that's not even the main plot. These are fun sub plots. This is a way to rack up XP and bank the hilariously small amount of money it takes to re-build your ship into the space Winnebago of your dreams.

How's that work?

OK you have a space winnebago. Cockpit at the front, mobile home in the middle, then a bunch of engines and pew-pew sticks. Porch on the belly and buncha legs to stand on.

You can swap the middle part - Bed n' kitchen, science room, workshop, infirmary, armoury, captains quarters, living quarters, a couple of other options.

Want more? Well... click a second unit on. Or a long version. Or some passages. Hell, make a star destroyer with every type of room and cover it with engines and lasers and storage units.

You just need to be able to train up to get the reactor to power it all. The good news is that you can absolutely hire staff to run all your systems and have ship with a crew, and a companion who'll happily tag along and provide banter. Or solo it all.

And so far there's no Preston Garvey.

[midnightcreator12]

The Portal Home is Built with Roadblocks - Chapter 22

Leo finally takes off the blinders and gives Chula a chance and we get to meet April and Casey's baby girl.

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“Can we talk for a second?”

Leo nodded, patting the couch cushion next to him, “What’s up Don?”

“Well, we’ve been working on the dimensional gateway,” Don explained as he took a seat. “We’ve got most of the work done aside from a few additions which are…a bit tricky to do with the current setup.”

Leo frowned but nodded along, “Tricky how?”

“For one, we have to take equipment back and forth, and as helpful as Leon’s portals are for that he tends to land…inside the ship more than outside when he can’t see it. There isn’t space or proper storage at the old Lair so that is also forcing us to suttle equipment. Test flying it fully in the city is also difficult without attracting attention and we don’t have enough space at the old Lair to add the gateway generators to the hull, not to mention testing the portals will be next to impossible to do discreetly.”

Leo nodded, understanding dawning, “You want to move the ship to the farmhouse?”

Don nodded, “Yeah, I think we could make better progress if we just load up everything and work out there…plus, April wants us to meet her baby.”

Ah yes, April and Casey’s new little girl was over a month old at this point and April had refused to tell them her name until they met her in person. 

Which was not something done easily when they lived in a sewer. Even if they did their best to stay clean, a sewer was a sewer and the cleanest they got was when they went to the farmhouse for a few days.

“So, two birds, one stone?” Leo asked. “It makes sense, I’m just not sure why you wanted to ask me.”

“Eh,” Don shrugged. “I mostly wanted to give you a heads up that I’m going to be putting a lot of equipment on Chula’s ship and flying it up there with her.”

Leo paused, frown returning, “Why do you need to fly with her?”

Don sighed, “One, I doubt any of us want her landing at the wrong farm. And two, I thought you were going to talk to her.”

“I…I am,” Leo defended. “It’s just…been busy. And she’s been helping you a lot.”

It wasn’t a complete lie. Wrangling everyone for training had been tricky lately, especially since the counterparts didn’t seem to have a strict training schedule. Raphie had something of a regime but he was wary of actually sparing with anyone that wasn’t a tire he’d dragged in from…somewhere. The rest just seemed to pick random times to spar with each other or with Chula or one of Leo’s brothers.

And when Chula wasn’t entertaining Leon with sparring matches, or swapping Mandalorian recipes with Michel, or spotting Raphie while he lifted, she was working with Don and Donnie on the dimensional gateway, a task that had them out of the Lair more often than not.

He definitely wasn’t taking advantage of her being all over the place as an excuse to not talk with her much.

Don still looked very unimpressed, but he sighed, long and defeated, reaching over to pat Leo’s shoulder, “Well, it will take time to get everything loaded up, and the Jones-O’Neil’s said they’re not driving down until Friday.”

“So you’ll want to get there Thursday.”

Don shrugged, “Let’s face it, once the baby gets there, no one is going to be doing anything for a few hours.”

Leo huffed in agreement. Not every day that they got to play with a baby after all, “I’ll tell the guys and Splinter. Go get your lab packed up.”

Don smiled and gave Leo’s shoulder another quick pat before jogging off.

Leo sighed, letting himself sink into the couch for a few moments.

A trip out to the farmhouse would be nice…but having excuses to not sit and get to know Chula would be harder.

Then again, it had been getting harder anyway.

He’d assumed, probably foolishly, that the portal wouldn’t take too long. Quick fixes were something that happened a lot with them. But they had reached a month and, while the Donnie’s were progressing, it sounded like they had a ways to go. Which meant more time for Leo trying to dodge the inevitable.

…he shouldn’t be dodging it anyway. Like Master Splinter said, her code of honor wasn’t the same as his. He shouldn’t be avoiding her anymore, she’d more than proven she wasn’t…what he’d thought she was.

Leo sighed again and stood. 

He could put any talks off for a bit longer. For now, he had to make sure everyone knew they were headed to the farm.

—-----------------------------

Day of departure was always chaotic when they went to Hampton. Mostly because they left at two in the morning.

Even with the Hauler, going out during the day was a risk. That, and they had a very large spaceship to account for as well. Leo knew it had cloaking but he’d rather keep risks to a minimum.

Because Don was going to be on the Tortuga, Leo was designated the driver of the Hauler. And since Chula had offered an open invitation to anyone who wanted to ride with her, the only people with Leo were Raph, Master Splinter and Lou.

It was a bit odd, having the Hauler so quiet, free of Mikey chattering away or Don playing music. The only sound being Raph and Lou snoring away while Master Splinter meditated to pass the time.

Leo enjoyed the quiet for as long as it lasted.

Which was about halfway through Cunneticut before Raph snorted and sat up, rubbing his neck and wincing, “Geez, Mike usually wakes me up before I get a crick.”

“Mikey is on the Tortuga, remember?”

“Yeah, yeah, I ‘member,” Raph yawned. “Where we at now?”

“Little over halfway there.”

“Nice.”

They lapsed into silence again, watching the scenery zip by.

Leo broke the hush first, “You’ve talked to Chula a few times.”

Raph shugged, “Yeah, a few. Mostly when she’s spottin’ for Raphie.”

“Right, right,” Leo paused. “And after…everything…what do you think of her?”

Raph snorted, “You can just ask if I think she’s crazy or somethin’.”

Leo winced, “I wouldn’t say crazy-”

“Oh, she’s a lil nutty upstairs, ain’t no denyin’ that,” Raph interrupted. “But, ya know, she’s even older than April and Case and she’s a merc. Doubt you can get to that age with that kinda job and not be a little crazy.”

Leo frowned, glancing at Raph, “How do you know how old she is?”

“She kinda told me. Mikey was bein’ Mikey, makin’ jokes and tryin’ to get her to wrestle without just askin’ and she said ‘I am forty-four years old and you will respect me as your elder’. And then she kicked his shell.”

Leo couldn’t help but huff a little laugh, “...forty-four, huh?”

“Yup…,” Raph sighed. “I still think she went too far with…the entire turtle-napping and rescue situation. But she’s not like…like the guys we fight sometimes. I mean, she hasn’t worn her armor or weapons since they all had that sleepover in her ship.”

Leo had noticed that as well. It was kind of hard not to notice that, “So, what, do you think she’s trying to look less threatening?”

“I mean, yeah?” Raph said. “We…didn’t think about it at the time but I’m pretty sure those big ol’ ears ain’t for show.”

“...ah shell,” she had absolutely heard them talking on the drive back from the river.

“Yeah,” Raph sighed. “Kinda figured that out when Leon banged his arm and she heard him yelp from across the Lair and behind two doors…tried to loosen up around her a bit after that.”

“...did it help?”

“Yeah, helped me see she’s not all, ‘grrr, fighting, killing and shooting are my love languages’... she’s also, like, really touch-y. Like she's always starving for some kinda physical contact.”

…Leo had noticed that. She gave affection very freely, letting Leon, Michel, Donnie and even Mikey climb all over her. Leo had assumed she was just letting them mess around but…she did seem to have a habit of dragging Leon in for hugs.

“Final verdict then?” he asked.

“She’s nuts but so’s Casey and we keep him around.”

Leo did laugh at that, a short burst of a sound that he smothered behind a hand, “Right, got it.”

“You gonna try and bond with her when we all get out there?”

Leo shrugged, “Maybe.”

He’d see when they actually got there.

—-------------------------------

“Think they found the place?” Raph asked as he climbed out of the Hauler.

Leo shrugged, looking around. The sun was starting to rise over the barn, casting everything in soft shades of gold, but there didn’t seem to be a turtle-shaped spaceship.

“How do ya get lost when you can fly?” Raph gestured to the large, grassy patch by the windmill where a ship could be parked. “They should have beat us by a few hours.”

“Hmm,” Splinter stepped out of the Hauler, ears flicking this way and that. “I would not jump to conclusions, Raphael.”

“But they ain’t-”

Raph was interrupted by the roar of an engine. Leo did not jump physically…but it was very close. He looked up in time to see the Tortuga, appearing out of thin air as the cloaking deactivated. Wind buffeted them as the ship slowly touched down, the thrusters giving one last growl before winding down.

Mikey was off the ship and barreling towards the Hauler before the ramp fully descended, “Oh my god, you guys have got to go for a spin before they start working on her again! That was awesome!”

Raph stuck his arm out, catching Mikey by the face before he got tackled, “Glad you had fun knuckle-head. Now you get to help us unload.”

“Booooo!” Mikey groaned. “We’re at the farm dude, this is our vaca spot!”

“We did technically come up a day early to get everything prepped for April and Casey,” Don pointed out as he walked over. “If we do the unloading and get the house aired out, we can play with the baby quicker.”

Mikey frowned, as if he was very deeply considering Don’s words, “Yes, very true, very true. That’s why you’re the smart one Dee!”

Don rolled his eyes, “Thanks Mikey.”

Leo shook his head but found himself looking back at the Tortuga ramp.

Chula had stepped down…and she had changed into a loose brown shirt and black pants that went about halfway down her leg. It was…odd, not to see her in the green flight suit. Even the vembraces she had been wearing around the Lair were missing.

And he couldn’t help but notice how much…tamer she looked, more at ease, almost soft. The scene became even softer when Leon and Michel came pelting down the ramp and both tried to climb her like a tree. Her face brightened in a laugh as she reached and grabbed at them, managing to snag Michel and bring him in for a bear hug.

…okay, after April and Casey got here, he’d hang out with her. He nodded to himself before spinning and grabbing some luggage from the Hauler.

—---------------------------

The air was almost buzzing as they waited for April and Casey to arrive.

Leo sat on the porch, watching as most of the family burned off their nervous energy with a free-for-all sparring session.

One that Chula had happily joined in on.

So Leo took the opportunity to watch her. 

It was kind of funny, how she was obviously playing more than sparing. She was on the defensive, slipping in between all the turtle shells and batting away anyone who tried to jump her or just picking them up and letting them dangle before dropping them again and moving to the next teen.

Leo tipped his head as he observed. He hadn’t watched her sparring much at the Lair, seeing how she usually took it outside, citing that she liked having free reign to use an entire room for mock fights.

Personally, he thought it was because Leon and his brothers tended to get carried away.

But this wasn’t a proper spar for her. Her ears and shoulders were relaxed, her posture slightly stooped, eyes bright and joyful as she snatched up Michel and crushed him to her chest with a playful growl. Michel cackled in excitement, worming a hand out to bat at her arm and dramatically yell, “Help! I’m being turtle napped!.”

Leon spun, leaped onto Chula’s back with a snarl and wrapping his arms around her neck, “Release my baby brother!”

“No,” Chula replied, crushing Michel even closer. “My baby now. I’m gonna take him to space with me.”

“Betrayal!” Leon wailed through laughter.

Watching them, seeing Chula giggle and playfully wrestle with everyone was making it more difficult for Leo to still see the snarling, bloody, rage fueled warrior from a month ago. And he felt like such a jerk for only seeing that person.

Don had been right, Falco’s facility had been a one off incident. Not a great incident but an isolated one, nonetheless.

Leo was pulled out of his thoughts by Splinter raising his head, ears flicking towards the road, “My sons, they are here.”

“Wait, for real?” Mikey paused in pestering Raph, leap-froging over his shell to run to a better vantage point from the porch steps. A grin spread over his face and he started to wave his arms, “Oh my shell, they’re here!”

Leo smiled, standing to greet the car that was slowly coming up the drive.

…much, much too slowly to be Casey driving.

But as they got closer, Leo could see that Casey was, in fact, driving like a grandmother. He heard Raph laugh loudly and looked to see him elbowing Raphie, “Man, I knew Casey was gonna be that kinda parent.”

“He’s just being safe,” Raphie defended, even if it sounded weak.

Leo chuckled, leaning on the porch railing as the car slowly stopped in front of the group. Mikey tried to break ranks instantly, Michel, Apes and Raphie moving to follow, but Casey leaped out of the car, hand out as if to shield his kid, “Hey, hey, hey, no crowding my kid! Baby’s are delicate ya know, you can’t all jump on her at once!”

The back car door opened and April's voice drifted out, “Casey, they know that.”

“Yeah, Casey, we know that!” Mikey parroted, even as he stopped and settled for making grabbing motions towards April. “Now where’s that lil ninja? And better question, are we finally gonna find out her name?”

“Hold your horses, will ya?” Casey grumbled as he tugged the door open all the way for April.

Leo leaned forward, eyes fixed on the bulky car seat April was taking out. The moment it faced forward, everyone erupted into coo’s and aww’s. The baby was certainly chunky, chubby cheeked and limbed, a mop of dark curls poked out from a yellow beanie and big blue eyes scanned over all the new people leaning closer.

“Say hi to your uncle's sweetie,” April cooed, carefully taking one of the baby's hands and helping her wave.

Splinter’s claws lightly scraped the ground as he walked past the entire group, smiling down at the baby, “She is truly a beautiful child.”

“Very, very cute,” Raph agreed. “Now you gonna give us her name or are we gonna keep callin’ her ‘lil ninja’.”

Casey beamed, moving to stand next to April like they were presenting the kid, “Guys, Meet Cassandra Fede O’Neil-Jones!”

Leo smiled. The name was certainly a mouthful but it suited the little girl perfect-

“Oh my god!”

All eyes snapped to Leon, who was laughing, slapping at CJ’s back as the teen stared at Cassandra, face slowly turning red.

Leon’s laugh turned into a manic cackle as he leaned on CJ, “Dude, dude, bro, her name’s Cassandra.”

“It’s not that surprising,” Donnie sighed. “Name’s are likely to repeat, especially with pre-existing dimensional connections! It’s not that odd that this is the Cassandra of this universe.”

“You guys know a Cassandra related to CJ?” April asked.

“Know her?!” Leon was almost howling now. “Dude, our Cassandra is CJ’s mom!”

Ah. Leo could see the humor now.

CJ turned even redder as he reached up and pulled his mask down, “It’s not funny. Like Donnie said, dimensional consistency or whatever.”

“We found your mom in this dimension!” Leon giggled.

“Okay verd’ika, be nice,” Chula lightly cuffed Leon on his shell but she was smiling as well. “Leave CJ alone and help get the transport unloaded.”

Leo nodded, moving to the trunk and popping it open, “Everyone get a bag, we can visit once April and Casey are settled.”

“And Cassandra!” Mikey added. “When can we hold her? I call first dibs! I wanna hold her first!”

“You have to wash your hands,” April said as she started walking towards the house.

“And help get their stuff inside,” Leo added.

Mikey blew a raspberry, “You’re no fun.”

—-------------------------

Mikey did end up getting the first turn. He scrubbed his hands more thoroughly then Leo had even seen and then eagerly cuddled Cass to his plastron, “She’s so tiny.”

“She's a month old dude, of course she’s tiny,” Casey ws hovering, hands out Like Mikey would drop her at any second. “Make sure you support her head.”

“I got her, I got her,” Mikey babbled, voice pitched high and gaze fixed on Cass. “I would never, ever drop this lil lady. No, I would never.”

Cass giggled and grab Mikey’s mask tails, tugging one towards her mouth, much to Casey’s dismay.

Leo couldn’t deny his heart was melting a little.

Almost everyone had gathered in the living room, some waiting their turn to cuddle Cass and others happy to just watch.

Mikey held Cass for a few minutes before looking up, grinning at the circle, “Who wants next turn? No way I can hog all this cuteness.”

“Give her to Chula,” Leon said.

“Leon-,” Chula chided.

But he cut her protest off breezily, “Trust me guys, you want to give Chula a turn.”

Mikey grinned, apparently catching on to whatever Leon was saying. Because he was definitely saying something but Leo wasn’t sure what.

Mikey moved over, grin getting wider as he deposited Cass into Chula’s arms. She was small but she looked almost miniscule in Chula’s arms, which tucked neatly around Cass to suppose her head and spine.

Everyone watched as Chula looked at the baby in her arms. Cass reached up, babbling and grabbing for a lock of red hair.

And Leo watched in mild fascination as Chula’s pupils dilated, her ears flicked forward and all of her attention zeroed in on Cass.

And then she chirped.

Well, chitter would be a better word, a long sound that bubbled out of her throat, almost like a monkey. The sound made Cass squeal with laughter, hands beating the air in excitement.

“No way,” Raph whispered next to Leo as Chula chittered again, the sound morphing into a purr-like growl.

Leon looked around at the group, grinning smugly. Mikey nodded at him, clearly very happy with the current display.

And Leo kept watching as Chula ducked her head, letting Cass grab her hair as she chirped and chittered and purred away.

…now Leo really felt like a jerk…and he really needed to have a talk with Chula.

—------------------------------------

It was hours later, after some of the baby fever had ebbed and most people in the house were getting ready for bed, before Leo made his move.

He had been waiting for a chance to get Chula alone. An arguably difficult task, as it turned out, between all the different people wanting her time and attention.

Luckily, she wasn’t the type to head to bed early.

Leo found her on the porch, a tablet in hand with a picture of what looked like a very large fan blade on it. 

He cleared his throat to get her attention and gestured to the front lawn, “Would you like to spar?”

She blinked, mouth pulling into a confused frown, “Weapons or hand-to-hand?”

Right, she’d stopped carrying her weapons. Leo removed his katanas, leaning them just inside the door, “Hand-to-hand.”

Chula nodded, stowing her tablet away and gestured for Leo to lead.

They faced off on the grass, both slowly circling and waiting for the other to make the first move. Leo was surprised she didn’t just charge at him but he didn’t let that throw him off, the point of this wasn’t to improve his fighting anyway.

Chula did end up moving first, suddenly switching directions and moving to jab at Leo’s side. He blocked the hit, responding with a quick jab of his own. Chula spun, avoiding the attack and ducking low to grapple.

They traded blows like that for a bit, each ducking in and out, getting in quick jabs, maybe grappling for a few seconds, then jumping apart again.

Leo found comfort in the repetitive action, and he clung to that comfort when he finally spoke, “I owe you an apology.”

“Oh?” Chula jumped away, bringing her arms up to block. “For what?”

“I was unfair to you. I judged you based on an isolated incident and let that form my option of you.”

Chula snorted, sticking a leg out to block Leo’s kick, “You had every right to be wary. I know my way of doin’ things puts a lot of people off.”

“It was still unfair to you,” Leo jumped out of range before quickly diving back in for a punch. “You were saving me and Donnie and you haven’t done anything since then to warrant me avoiding you.”

Chula hummed, moving back a few paces, “You’re empathetic and have a hero complex, makes sense that you’d be big on the ‘no killing’ rule.”

Leo paused, “You sound confident.”

Chula smiled, shifting her weight for a kick, “I know someone back home, Astra Ader. She’s like you. Strong, but humble. Fearless and compassionate. When I met her, I was…not in a good place.” Leo managed to land a hit on her arm, she countered with an open palm to his chest. “...honestly, when we first met? I was jealous that she still had so much empathy.”

Leo grabbed Chula’s arm but didn’t move it away, simply held it firm, “Why?”

Chula’s smile turned sad, her ears drooping, “I lost that, a long time ago… Mandalore is infamous for fighting amongst themselves, our wars have made the planet almost uninhabitable…very few make it far before they’re caught in the middle of a war.”

Leo let go, stepping back, Chula doing the same, “...how old were you?”

“...thirteen.”

Leo felt like someone had punched him in the gut. He and his brothers hadn’t started getting into serious trouble with the Foot or aliens until they were fifteen. Thirteen felt so far, far away.

Chula heaved a heavy sigh, crossing her arms, eyes moving towards the sunset, “It was a war against people who have been trained to win every fight they're thrown into. My compassion, empathy…it died quickly. Had to if I wanted to make it out. It messed me up pretty bad…I’m tryin’ to be better…I got people I want to be better for but…they were planning to hurt you. All of you. You’re all kids who haven’t done a thing but help people. You shouldn’t have been caged up and poked at like common beasts.”

She turned back to Leo, eyes suddenly hardening, “I’m sorry I scared you, I’m sorry what I did affected you so much. But I will not apologize for taking down a bunch of demagolka.”

Leo nodded, slowly, “I still don’t agree…but thank you for coming for us.”

Chula smiled, almost shyly as she tilted her head, “We okay?”

“Yeah,” Leo agreed. “Yeah, I think we are.”

“Good, good.”

They stood in silence for a moment, just letting the air settle.

Then Leo had to ask, “What does that mean? Demagolka?”

Chula huffed, “The Basic translation doesn’t do the word justice but the most direct translation is ‘monster’...for Mandalorians, being called a demagolka is worse than a death sentence.”

“Your people don’t go half-way, do thay?”

“Nope,” Chula’s smile morphed into a smirk, eyes glinting with mischief. “For example…”

Leo yelped when she suddenly moved, much faster than she had been before, and grabbed Leo by the middle.

He responded on reflex, hooking his arms around her neck and twisting, sending both of them to the ground. Chula laughed, squirming out of his hold before going to grab him again.

Leo grinned as he moved away. The air felt a bit clearer now, clear enough that he let himself indulge in wrestling with Chula until long after the sun went down.

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Kinktober Day 27- Toys

Drumroll please....featuring Craig and Iris Foster! From my Magic and Miracles FFXV AU wher Iris is the former Iris Amicitia. and now married to her literal big hunk of a man, Craig. Who is like 6'6 and 400lbs of POWER. (He is both a strong man competitor and he's the other half of Foster and Foster Construction, a construction business he co-owns with his dad, Craig Foster Senior. Craig's uncle who is his dad's younger brother- and his wife- own Fosters Designs Incorporated where they design custom homes among other things where Selena works as a house designer/interior decorator. And Craig and Iris are building their dream house. Craig doing so, quite literally with his own two hands with lots of help from freinds and family.

Fun Fact. Craig is the only man alive that makes Gladio feel small. But they're cool and good brothers in law and Iris REALLY has a thing for the big strong but sweet and gentle type. Which Craig is the epitome of that. Also, look at that RING that is Sylva giving him a sweetheart deal because if her parents hadn't been in the hospital business, they would have been in the jewlery business. And would have been just as well known as the Winstons.

A billion and one thanks to @starsandskies for her Kinktober prompts. This is short and sweet. But only two more left and it's not December yet! Yay! Even though it is the middle of November. It still counts.

Kinktober Day 27- Toys

“So what new toys did you get me?” Iris asked as she giddily looked through the box that Craig had ordered, expecting to see a new piece of exercise equipment but to her surprise and delight, it wasn’t that kind of toy. 

It was vibrator that you wore in your underwear. The pure salaciously and practically evil giggle she made was both adorable yet, strangely, exciting for her husband Craig. 

“So when did you want to try it out?” Craig asked. 

“Right now!” She said. 

“It has to charge first.” Craig pointed to the fact that it was rechargeable. 

“Dang it.” Iris grumped before she impatiently unboxed it and plugged it in and whined when the light blinked red. 

“Come on, I need help with the house anyway. We can play with it when we get back.” Craig insisted as he urged his wife out of their condo and back to the house he was building for her. The basement was already dug, the foundations were poured, the framework was in place. It was getting it’s roof and the rest of the plumbing and electrical work was already in too as the windows were now being installed. And frankly Craig thought it was pretty awesome that not only did he get the materials for this house at cost, he actually got paid to build his own house. Granted along with all the houses he was still in the process of building for his other friends and family. But he took extra pride in this one as he had made sure that Iris would be perfectly happy with it and it would be a big enough house to fit him and his extra large size.

So Iris wasn’t disappointed for long as she helped make sure all the windows were installed correctly as she could still only imagine how great it was going to look once it was all done. Because the next step was drywall then floors, then paint then finishing work and then finally moving in with all the furniture, most of which was sitting in storage because they had gotten some amazing furniture on clearance. 

Then Craig got a call on his phone as he was in another room making sure the windows were installed correctly in there too before he came looking for his wife.

“Hey Hun? Pash and Gladio want to know if we want to go out to dinner. Mom just flew back from her trip with the boys and everyone else is meeting them at the steakhouse by the airport.” Craig informed her as he had the phone held to his chest. 

“Yes, of course, that sounds great.” She beamed. 

“I might need a shower first though.” She realized as she used her shirt to wipe off the sweat from her forehead. 

“Yup, we’ll be there.” Craig agreed as he and Iris got back into his truck and quickly drove home to get cleaned up and dressed as Iris put on just a bit of makeup too while Craig noticed that the toy was now fully charged and pocketed it as he downloaded the app and paired it with his own phone while she was in the bathroom. 

“Ready Babe?” Iris asked as she exited the bathroom, looking stunning as always since she had forgone the pixie cut and really let her hair grow out the older she got.

“Yup.” He smiled as he made sure the dogs were out in the yard before they got back in the truck. 

Once they got to the restaurant, Craig stood so that Iris and the other ladies could sit and wait for their large party to be seated before Regis came in carrying Alexis while Noct had Jaxon in his carseat from the car while Ignis had the diaper bag as a backpack on his back before Iris happily picked Jaxon up out of his carseat, and happily kissed his chubby cheeks and began talking some beautiful Spanish to him that he always seemed to like to hear as Craig simply smiled proudly to see Iris do so. She was going to be one hell of a good mom. When she was ready to be of course. 

So far they were with the couples who were waiting until thier houses were done before they started to expand their families, but others didn't seem to want to wait. Gladio and Pashmina had already had a little boy and a new baby girl and Pashmina was probably going to be pregnant with baby number three pretty soon. Luche and Ada had London and Ada was pregnant again, this time with a little girl as they were still figuring out baby names. And now with Noctis and Ignis adopting two children. Thier friend and family circle was still growing. And Luna and Nyx and Crowe and Libertus were back for a visit. With Crowe bringing Raven with her as Tredd was holding her and Raven just adored Tredd and did not want anyone but Tredd to hold her, which made Tredd happy and proud to see little Raven getting so big.

But Iris didn’t get to hold Jaxon for long before he wanted his grandmother to hold him as Sylva laughed as she took him from Iris and held him and cooed to him and rocked him before he could get a chance to even get fussy. Iris happily handed him over before she came and stood next to Craig who was still looking over a menu as he talked with the other guys before she felt something in his pocket between her hip and his leg. 

“What’s that?” Iris asked as she moved her hip around to feel a little better. 

“Your new toy. It was charged when we got home. Didn’t know if you’d…” Craig began to murmur to her quietly before she slyly pulled it out of his pocket and transferred it to her own purse. 

“Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom.” She excused herself with a very giddy smile as she quickly went to the bathroom before she eagerly took it out and giggled evilly before she realized she didn’t have any lube and he hadn’t gotten the remote. 

“Aw,” Iris complained as she realized what was missing. 

“Everything ok?” Luna asked when she was in the next stall over. 

“No. Craig got me a new toy but forgot the remote.” Iris answered. 

“Can I see it?” She asked as she stuck her hand uder the stall wall divider in the bathroom before Iris handed it over. 

“Oh this doesn’t need one. It has an app. Nyx and I got one of these too. Here.” She handed it back before she passed one of her little bottles of lube.

“I don’t think I’ll need that.” Iris offered. 

“Trust me dinner is going to take at least an hour, you’ll need it. Just trust me on this.” Luna insisted.

“Ok fine.” Iris grabbed the little bottle and lubed up before she used toilet paper to wipe off her hands and to hand it back so lube wouldn’t get on outside of the bottle. 

“Ok, is it on?” Luna asked. 

“Yup.” 

“And now put it in.” Luna instructed. 

“In.” 

“Good, kegal that baby to keep it in as you stand and pull up your underwear if you’re wearing any and your jeans.” Luna coached before Iris did before she flushed and then left the stall to wash her hands. 

“Ok, now, let’s download the app.” Luna said before Iris got a text from Craig. 

‘Is it in?’ 

‘Yeah’ Iris texted back before Craig grinned rather deviously and turned it on. 

“Holy fucking shit!” Iris splurted as she grabbed ahold of the counter as the first jolt of pleasure came from within. 

“Ah, I see Craig has the app already on his phone.” Luna giggled herself. 

“Yeah, fuck, how does Stella do this with a straight face?” Iris asked right as Stella herself walked in. 

“Woah, you ok?” Stella asked Iris. 

“First time using a toy in public, Craig has the app.” Luna informed her. 

“Oh! Nice, which one?” She asked before Luna whispered the answer as Iris slowly tried to regain her composure. 

“Nice!” Stella laughed. 

“How do you do this all the time with a straight face?” Iris asked as she clenched her hands to the counter as she was breathing heavy. 

“Well first of all, don’t go full tilt the whole way, have him turn it down and then build up from there.” Stella coached. 

“Ok, ok.” Iris said as she texted Craig to turn the intensity down if he wanted her to come out of the bathroom at all before she breathed in relief when he turned it down to it’s lowest setting. 

“Oh, ok, that’s much better.” Iris blew out a breath of relief. 

“And that thing stays charged for a couple of hours. Please tell me you have lube.” Stella began. 

“Yeah, I gave her some.” Luna said. 

“Well, since you’re gonna have some fun, I am too.” Stella said before she purposefully got in her purse and got her matching one on and in before she texted Tredd that she was ‘free to play’ before Tredd smiled brightly and got into his own app and turned it on to Stella’s favorite programed sequence. 

“Oh yeah, that’s it.” Stella sighed happily before she came out and washed her hands too. 

Stella, Luna and Iris returned to the group just as they were getting seated as Iris sat next to Craig and gave him a meaningful look as she sat down and just as she was starting to get used to it, he turned it up. They barely got their drink orders in as Iris was happy to use the menu as a shield and couldn’t even figure out what she wanted to eat because she was pretty sure she was going to bite her lip in half to keep herself from squirming or grinding right there in the seat and thankfully by the time the waitress was ready to get her order, Iris was able to at least order for herself. 

By the time the appetizers came, Iris was eager to stuff food in her mouth to keep her from speaking or making any other noises as she felt her breathing pattern through her nose betrayed her but thankfully, Stella was laughing and telling jokes and carrying on and keeping all the attention on her so Iris wouldn’t feel that much more exposed or observed too closely. 

When the salad came, she was in the home stretch and when Craig went to grab for his phone, she immediately grabbed it out of his hands to keep him from changing it anymore and grabbed his arm so tight she nearly drew blood from her fingernails digging into the flesh of his forearm before he moved his arm down under the table and simply held her hand as she squeezed it as tight as she could before she pretended to look through her purse for some tylenol or something because of the almost pained expression she wore.

Then her drink was refilled and she only grinded a little in her seat as she finally rode out the orgasm before she got into his phone and turned it off before she made too much of a scene and blew out a breath of relief as her cheeks flushed but the tension in her lower back finally eased.

She gave Craig a look that said if he turned this blessed thing on again, she was going to stab him with her steak knife. Which got him to snort a laugh but nod that he was going to leave it alone until she was ready to "play" again.

She gave him the phone back as he bit his lips to keep his grin from spreading too far on his face and nodded in understanding before she looked over at Luna who gave her a questioning look before Iris gave her a subtle nod and the sublte thumbs up that she had cum before Luna gave her a thumbs up and nod of solidarity as Stella simply beamed proudly.

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Electric Mobility Scooter: Everything You Need To Know

Whether you’re looking for electric mobility scooter or electric wheelchair, there are a few things that you need to know before purchasing one. Mobility scooters and electric wheelchairs are designed to help people with limited mobility and their caregivers get around more easily and safely, so choosing the right one is crucial.

There are many different types of mobility scooters and electric wheelchairs on the market, each one better suited for particular conditions than others. 

In this article, we'll discuss what makes these types of vehicles different from one another, how they work (and don't), how to choose the best option for your needs — including what types of features you should look for when shopping around — as well as some common questions about using them (like whether they're legal on sidewalks).

What do the different classes of mobility scooters mean?

There are three different classes of mobility scooters:

Class 3: These are the most powerful and have a top speed of 12 mph. They can be driven on the road, in addition to being able to travel in off-road areas such as parks and bike paths. Due to their high speeds, they are considered motor vehicles by law and require registration with your local DMV.

Class 2: These provide good performance for an affordable price, making them ideal for short commutes around town or longer trips when traveling outside city limits. Their maximum speed is 8 mph, but you can still use them on the road if you're over 18 years old and have held your driver's license for at least one year (in some states).

Class 1: Also known as "personal mobility devices," these devices come in at just under 6mph (or 9km/h) with a range of up to 8 miles (12 km). They do not require registration or insurance because they don't meet federal definition standards for motorized vehicles; however, if you drive one off-road then it must be insured against liability claims stemming from accidents incurred while operating it on public land like trails or sidewalks nearby private property where parking isn't allowed without permission from someone who lives there -- not just anyone who happens upon your travels through woods near where they live!

How much will an electric mobility scooter cost?

Electric mobility scooters can cost anywhere from $1,300 to $5,000. This range is largely dependent on the brand and features you want in your scooter. As with other types of mobility equipment, it's important to research the quality and reliability of the brands before purchasing one.

For example, a basic electric mobility scooter made by a low-quality brand may cost under $1,500 whereas a higher-end model from a reputable company might be closer to $4,000 or more.

How do you maintain and store a mobility scooter properly?

It is important to store your folding mobility scooter in a dry location and out of direct sunlight. Moisture can damage the electrical system, or even rust the frame. If you have limited storage space, you may want to consider getting one with folding wheels so that it can be stored in a smaller space or on an indoor rack.

To keep your e-scooter looking great, wipe down any dirt or debris off of its surface regularly with a damp cloth - this will prevent grime from building up over time!

 Be sure not to use window cleaners or other harsh chemicals - they could damage the finish on your mobility scooter's paint job over time (and make it look like crap).

Conclusion

All in all, we can say that the future of electric mobility scooter is bright. They're becoming more affordable and accessible, so you don't have to pay thousands of dollars up front. Plus they're easy to use and don't require a lot of maintenance or upkeep once they're set up properly!

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Stylish Wardrobe Inspirations: A Modern Take on Bedroom Organization

As design trends evolve, wardrobes are becoming more than just storage solutions; they are key elements that enhance the overall aesthetic of your bedroom. Homeowners in Shivamogga are increasingly drawn to modern, space-efficient wardrobe designs that seamlessly blend style and practicality. At WeDezine Studio, a premier interior design company in Shivamogga, we specialize in crafting bespoke wardrobe solutions that not only complement your décor but also meet your unique storage needs. Let’s explore the top wardrobe design trends for 2024 that can transform your bedroom into a stylish sanctuary.

1. Minimalist Wardrobes with Clean Lines

In 2024, simplicity takes center stage. Minimalist wardrobes, defined by clean lines and uncluttered designs, foster a tranquil atmosphere. Choose smooth finishes and handle-less doors for a sleek, contemporary appearance. These versatile wardrobes easily integrate into various home styles in Shivamogga, making them an excellent choice for any bedroom.

2. Smart Wardrobes with Built-In Technology

The integration of technology in home design continues to rise, and wardrobes are at the forefront. This year, expect to see smart wardrobes equipped with features like integrated LED lighting, automatic closing mechanisms, and advanced smart mirrors. These innovative elements not only enhance organization but also add a touch of luxury and convenience to your daily routine.

3. Sustainable Materials for an Eco-Friendly Touch

Sustainability is more than a trend; it’s a lifestyle choice that resonates with many homeowners. Eco-friendly materials such as bamboo, reclaimed wood, and recycled composites are gaining popularity in wardrobe design. These choices not only minimize your environmental impact but also infuse your bedroom with warmth and character. At WeDezine Studio, we are committed to incorporating sustainable practices in every project, ensuring your wardrobe is both stylish and eco-conscious.

4. Modular Wardrobe Designs for Maximum Flexibility

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5. Statement Wardrobes with Bold Colors and Textures

In 2024, making a statement is all about bold colors and rich textures. From deep, luxurious woods to stunning matte or high-gloss finishes, these wardrobes add depth and personality to your bedroom. Choose vibrant hues like emerald green, navy blue, or rich burgundy for wardrobe doors to create an eye-catching focal point that enhances your room's overall design.

6. Walk-In Wardrobes: The Pinnacle of Luxury

For those with ample space, walk-in wardrobes represent the ultimate luxury. This enduring trend offers generous storage while serving as a dedicated dressing area. Thoughtful design elements such as ambient lighting, well-organized shelving, and full-length mirrors transform a walk-in wardrobe into a functional and glamorous retreat.

7. Customized Wardrobes for a Personal Touch

Personalization is key in modern wardrobe design, with homeowners seeking tailored solutions that reflect their individual styles and lifestyles. Customized wardrobes allow for unique features like built-in shoe racks, jewelry drawers, and designated vanity sections, maximizing space while showcasing your personal flair.

Final Thoughts

As we embrace 2024, wardrobe design is all about harmonizing style with functionality. From minimalist aesthetics to bold statement pieces, these trends can elevate your bedroom into a modern masterpiece. At WeDezine Studio, we are dedicated to bringing the latest design trends in Shivamogga to life, helping you create a wardrobe that perfectly aligns with your vision and lifestyle.

By incorporating these contemporary designs, you can ensure your bedroom is not only visually stunning but also practical, providing an ideal balance of fashion and function.

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Crafting Smiles: The Art of Dental Fitouts and Design

Medical Fitouts

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In today's competitive healthcare landscape, a well-designed dental practice is more than just a pretty face. It's a powerful tool that can enhance patient experience, attract new clientele, and foster a thriving business. Dental fitouts and dental design play a pivotal role in creating such spaces.

Beyond Aesthetics: The Multifaceted Benefits of Dental Fitouts

Dental fitouts go far beyond mere cosmetic enhancements. They encompass a holistic approach that considers:

Patient Experience: Creating a calming and welcoming environment reduces anxiety and promotes patient well-being. Natural light, soothing colors, comfortable seating, and clear communication contribute significantly.

Optimized Workflow & Efficiency: Streamlined layouts, efficient patient flow, and ergonomic workstations ensure smooth operations and maximize staff productivity.

Compliance & Safety: Adherence to stringent dental regulations and safety standards is non-negotiable. This includes accessibility features, infection control measures, and proper dental equipment integration.

Staff Satisfaction & Motivation: Ergonomic design, efficient storage solutions, and designated break areas contribute to staff well-being and job satisfaction, leading to improved patient care.

Branding & Identity: Reflecting your practice's values, specialties, and target audience through cohesive design fosters trust and strengthens your brand identity.

Tailoring the Smile: Considerations for a Successful Dental Fitout

When embarking on a dental fitout, consider these key factors:

Understanding Your Needs: Clearly define your target audience, desired patient experience, and budget before engaging professionals.

Choosing the Right Team: Seek experienced designers and fitout specialists with proven expertise in dental practices.

Collaboration is Key: Foster open communication with the design team, staff, and patients to ensure the final design meets everyone's needs.

Regulatory Compliance: Ensure the fitout adheres to all relevant dental regulations and safety standards.

Technology Integration: Seamlessly integrate dental technology, including digital imaging and patient management systems, for enhanced efficiency and patient care.

Examples of Innovative Dental Design

Creating "sensory gardens" with calming sounds and scents to reduce anxiety.

Implementing interactive screens in waiting areas to educate patients.

Integrating virtual reality technology for phobic patients to manage anxiety.

Designing family-friendly waiting areas with dedicated play spaces for children.

Offering private consultation rooms for enhanced patient privacy.

Investing in a Smile: The Power of Design in Dentistry

Dental fitouts and dental design are not just cosmetic enhancements; they are investments in the future of your practice. By prioritizing thoughtful design, you can create a space that:

Attracts new patients and builds loyalty.

Reduces patient anxiety and improves treatment outcomes.

Increases staff productivity and satisfaction.

Enhances your brand image and reputation.

In today's competitive dental landscape, standing out requires more than just skilled professionals. By embracing the power of dental fitouts and dental design, you can create a space that not only delivers exceptional dental care but also cultivates smiles, trust, and success for your practice.

To know more about the dental design, or dental fitouts We recommend you to visit the Commodore Fitouts,  as it is the best medical interior design

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