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riskcon24 · 26 days

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Why Do Engineering Safety Inspection Services Matter in Management and Supervision?

In today’s competitive industrial world, safety is no longer a luxury; it’s a fundamental cornerstone of successful operations. Accidents not only have devastating human consequences, but they also lead to costly downtime, production delays, and potential legal ramifications. This is where engineering safety inspection services come into play — acting as a critical partner for management and supervision in ensuring a safe and productive work environment.

Proactive Risk Mitigation:

One of the most significant advantages of employing engineering safety inspection services is their focus on proactive risk mitigation. Unlike reactive approaches that address issues only after an incident occurs, these services utilize a proactive strategy to identify potential hazards and safety concerns before they develop into accidents. Through comprehensive inspections conducted by qualified professionals, these services can uncover:

Equipment malfunctions: Regular inspections can detect potential equipment failures before they happen, allowing for timely maintenance and repairs. This not only prevents accidents but also extends the lifespan of valuable equipment.

Process safety hazards: Improper procedures or deviations from safety protocols can create unseen dangers. Engineering safety inspections scrutinize existing processes and procedures, recommending modifications to eliminate these hazards.

Environmental concerns: Leaks, spills, and hazardous materials pose a significant threat to both personnel and the environment. Inspection services can identify these issues and recommend corrective actions to ensure a safe and sustainable work environment.

Improved Compliance:

Safety regulations and standards are constantly changing, and keeping pace with these changes can be a challenge for management teams. Engineering safety inspection services possess in-depth knowledge of relevant regulations and standards. Their inspections ensure your operations adhere to these requirements, minimizing the risk of compliance violations and potential legal consequences.

Enhanced Employee Morale and Productivity:

When employees feel safe and confident in their work environment, their morale and productivity naturally increase. Regular safety inspections demonstrate a commitment to worker safety, fostering an atmosphere of trust and well-being. Employees feel valued and are more likely to be engaged in their work, leading to improved efficiency and overall performance.

Reduced Operational Costs:

While the cost of engineering safety inspection services might seem like an additional expense at first glance, in the long run, it is a valuable investment. By preventing accidents, injuries, and downtime, these services lead to significant cost savings. Additionally, reduced repair costs, improved equipment lifespan, and lower insurance premiums contribute to a healthier bottom line.

Data-Driven Decision Making:

Engineering safety inspections yield valuable data and insights that empower management and supervision to make informed decisions regarding safety protocols and resource allocation. These reports can identify trends and patterns, allowing for targeted interventions and resource allocation to address priority areas.

Continuous Improvement:

The safety inspection process is not a one-time event. Regular inspections create a culture of continuous improvement within your organisation. By identifying and addressing safety concerns proactively, management can demonstrate a commitment to creating and maintaining a safe work environment. This fosters a proactive safety culture where employees feel empowered to report potential hazards, leading to ongoing improvement in safety practices.

Choosing the Right Inspection Service Provider:

When selecting an engineering safety inspection service provider, it’s crucial to choose a company with qualified professionals who have experience and expertise in your specific industry. Look for a provider that offers comprehensive inspection, use of relevant standards and regulations, and can translate complex findings into actionable recommendations.

Conclusion:

In conclusion, engineering safety and ndt inspection services are not just a tick-the-box exercise but a crucial investment in the safety, well-being, and overall success of your organization. By partnering with a reputable inspection service provider, management and supervision gain valuable insights, proactive risk mitigation strategies, and improved compliance, fostering a safe, productive, and cost-effective work environment for everyone.

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ndtinspectioncompany · 3 months

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Enhancing Structural Integrity: The Importance of Post Weld Heat Treatment Services in the Oil & Gas Industry

Introduction: In the dynamic landscape of the oil and gas industry, ensuring the integrity and longevity of infrastructure is paramount. Post weld heat treatment (PWHT) services play a crucial role in enhancing the structural integrity of welded components, offering numerous benefits in terms of strength, durability, and resistance to corrosion. In this blog post, we delve into the significance of PWHT services in the oil and gas sector and explore how they contribute to maintaining operational efficiency and safety standards.

Understanding Post Weld Heat Treatment: Post weld heat treatment is a controlled process that involves heating welded components to a specific temperature range, holding them at that temperature for a predetermined period, and then slowly cooling them down. This process helps relieve residual stresses, improve mechanical properties, and refine the microstructure of the weldment, thereby enhancing its overall performance and reliability.

Importance in the Oil & Gas Industry:

Stress Relief: Welding generates residual stresses in the welded components, which can compromise their structural integrity over time, especially in high-pressure and high-temperature environments typical of the oil and gas sector. PWHT helps alleviate these stresses, reducing the risk of premature failure and ensuring the long-term reliability of critical infrastructure.

Strength and Toughness Enhancement: PWHT promotes the formation of a more uniform microstructure within the weldment, resulting in improved mechanical properties such as strength, toughness, and ductility. This is particularly crucial for components subjected to extreme operating conditions, such as offshore platforms, pipelines, and pressure vessels, where the integrity of welds is essential for safety and operational efficiency.

Corrosion Resistance: The oil and gas industry operates in highly corrosive environments, where exposure to various corrosive agents can accelerate the degradation of metal structures. PWHT can enhance the resistance of welded components to corrosion by promoting the formation of corrosion-resistant phases and eliminating microstructural defects that serve as initiation sites for corrosion.

Compliance with Regulatory Standards: Regulatory bodies and industry standards often require specific PWHT procedures for critical weldments used in oil and gas applications. Compliance with these standards is essential not only to ensure the integrity and safety of infrastructure but also to meet contractual obligations and liability requirements.

Conclusion: Post weld heat treatment services play a vital role in maintaining the structural integrity, reliability, and safety of welded components in the oil and gas industry. By relieving residual stresses, enhancing mechanical properties, and improving corrosion resistance, PWHT helps mitigate the risk of premature failure and ensures the longevity of critical infrastructure. Investing in high-quality PWHT services is not only a prudent business decision but also a fundamental requirement for achieving regulatory compliance and upholding industry standards in the challenging operating environments of the oil and gas sector.

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ynrenggcluster · 3 months

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Unveiling the Potential of 3D Scanning in Reverse Engineering

In the realm of engineering innovation, the advent of 3D scanning has revolutionized traditional methodologies. Among its myriad applications, one particularly noteworthy domain is reverse engineering.

Enterprises worldwide are leveraging 3D scanning technologies to dissect and recreate intricate designs, breathing new life into legacy components and machinery. The process involves capturing detailed digital renderings of physical objects, which serve as blueprints for replication or enhancement.

In the heart of technological advancements, Yamunanagar Engineering Cluster stands as a beacon of ingenuity. Employing cutting-edge 3D scanning techniques, the cluster pioneers the restoration and optimization of industrial assets with unparalleled precision and efficiency.

Beyond restoration, 3D scanning facilitates product innovation, enabling engineers to analyze and enhance existing designs swiftly. It expedites prototyping, reduces time-to-market, and fosters a culture of continuous improvement.

As industries evolve, the fusion of 3D scanning reverse engineering propels progress, ushering in a new era of limitless possibilities and unparalleled innovation.

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precisioninspectionservices · 1 year

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Service provider of NDT service, general safety training, inspections, safety audit, ultrasonic testing, pipeline inspection, hydro testing, crane inspection, third party inspection, shipment inspection and many more services.

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djarindroid · 10 months

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For the requests, what about Cassian and acts of service? He seems like someone who wouldn’t express his love with words very often, but more so with actions.

(sorry this took so long to respond to, the second I opened up requests life got really crazy) ok ok this is so accurate, you just know Cassian would go above and beyond for you 🥹

Helping Hand

Pairing: Cassian x Reader Summary: Its chaos at the rebel base, but you have a mysterious helper... Word Count: 1236

It had been a grueling day, you had woken to the sound of sirens as ships returned to the base. You’d sprinted down to the hangar to discover, for lack of a better word, a shit show. Multiple ships had returned with smoke pouring out of them and blaster marks littering their sides. You didn’t have time to ask what had happened as before you knew it you’d been swept into the chaos of it all.

That was hours ago, you weren’t even sure how long you’d been working. You’d been making your way around the ships, trying your best to fix what you could. Completely covered in dirt and oil, you groaned as you laid beneath the 4th (maybe it was the 5th) ship. Staring at the mass of tangled wires above you, you could barely focus your eyes and tell where one cord ended and the other began.

Having been in such a rush to get to work that you hadn’t stopped to grab your morning cup of caff. You definitely didn’t have time to go get it now, you rubbed your eyes in an effort to refocus. Before you could reach up to begin working you felt something tap your ankle, you peaked down to where your lower legs stuck out from the bottom of the ship. You saw two feet standing next to your own, and a hand reaching down placing a cup of caff next to you before the two feet retreated.

You slid out as quickly as you could to thank your savior but there were too many people in the area to figure out who’d brought you the cup. You took a moment to savor the smell of the hot caff as you picked it up. You took a sip, the taste instantly made you feel more alert and awake. You glanced around the area attempting to catch a glimpse of the mysterious person. Really it could've been anyone, maybe another mechanic who’s been down here as long as you.

With a renewed sense of determination you dove back under the ship, ready to carry on with the task at hand. The re-wiring was a breeze, you easily completed it in half the time you expected to and you put it down to the gifted caff.

You moved onto the next job, raring to get stuck in. This one wouldn’t be so bad, it just needed the exterior patching up where the blasters had broken through the shield. You grabbed your gear and clambered up on top of the ship.

After inspecting the damage you knew you’d just need to weld the exterior together, you reached into your supplies to search for your protective goggles only to find they weren’t there. Sighing you climbed back down off of the ship and jogged over to your station. You searched high and low but with no luck.

You decided to go back to the ship and think of another way to solve the problem but upon your return you found your goggles waiting for you. Maybe you’d just missed them before but you were sure they hadn’t been there when you left. You glanced around but couldn’t see anything or anyone out of the ordinary, shrugging, you got back to work.

A few more small things happened throughout your day, a glass of water appearing just as you started to get thirsty, a towel appearing when you spilled oil over yourself, your wrench making a reappearance after you lost it a few weeks ago. You didn’t dwell on it for too long, for all you knew you could be that over tired that all of this was stuff you were doing.

There was one job left for you to do, it wasn’t anything major, the head mechanic had even told you to leave it for the day but you were determined to get this done. If you got this done that would be everything back to as normal as it can be, but you were so tired. Everything ached as you tried to figure out what you needed to do. Surely it couldn’t hurt to sit down for 5 minutes, just to reset yourself. That would be ok.

You lowered yourself onto a nearby crate with a groan, your body grateful for the brief break. The busy day caught up to you instantly, the exhaustion washed over you as you battled to keep your eyes open. A battle that you quickly lost, sleep quickly consumed you as you fell backwards where you rested upon a wall.

You awoke suddenly, unsure with how much time had passed but it was now completely dark outside the hangar. ‘Shoot,’ you huffed out, you hadn’t meant to fall asleep, you wanted to get the last job done before you went back to your bunk. You prepared to stand up, when you noticed a large coat covering you.

A smile crept its way on your face, you’d recognise this coat anywhere. Cassian was back. As you pulled the coat closer to you everything from the day started to fall into place, Cassian was your mystery helper. He’d given you that morning caff, your goggles mysteriously appearing, the water, everything was him.

A metal clang brought you out of your thoughts, you looked up to see him standing under the wing of the last ship. Tears brimmed in your eyes, he was finishing the last job. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were. With a mix of excitement and relief you hurried over to where he was working.

Upon hearing your footsteps, Cassian glanced over to you, a smile gracing his face. The sight of him, disheveled with a slight sheen of sweat covering his face, made your heart skip a beat.

‘Hey,’ he said as you approached. ‘I didn’t want to wake you until I was done.’

You closed the distance and wrapped your arms around his middle. Burying yourself in his warmth, you took a deep breath and truly relaxed as he wrapped his own arms around you.

‘Thank you,’ you mumbled into his chest.

‘Don’t thank me yet, I’m not done,’ Cassian replied.

‘Not just this Cassian,’ you pulled back slightly to peer up at him. ‘For everything today.’

He smirked, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ he uttered as he looked back up to the ship. You giggled and he looked back down and met your eyes. One of his hands came up to cup your cheek, ‘I know today was stressful, I just wanted to help.’

You lent up to place a light kiss on his lips. No-one had ever shown you that they cared for you this deeply before. What Cassian lacked in words he more than made up for in his actions and you would be eternally grateful for every little thing he does for you. Your heart swelled knowing that he had been watching out for you all day.

‘Now you’re awake you can help me finish this and we can go rest in an actual bed, not on that uncomfortable looking box I found you on earlier,’ he smiled.

‘That sounds perfect,’ you kissed him lightly once more before the two of you got to work. You knew this would be the quickest job of the day as you wanted nothing more than to retire to bed and lay in Cassian’s arms for as long as possible.

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lonestarbattleship · 5 months

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November 26, 2023 Update from the Battleship Texas Foundation

"DRY DOCK TOURS

Dry Dock Tours are scheduled until the end of January 2024. Discount available for those who return. See you all in December! For more information please visit: battleshiptexas.org/drydock

BTF and Valkor looking at the port side of the ship on the stern having been blasted and a new coat of paint having been applied.

SHIP REPAIRS

TORPEDO BLISTERS (COMPLETE) - The new torpedo blisters are a slightly different design and square off at the bottom below the waterline. This design change will make the new blisters easier to maintain increasing their longevity.

BTF and Valkor inspecting the hull on the port side.

SANDBLASTING - The ship's hull is now being sandblasted at night and inspected for holes and damage during the day. The necessary repairs are made before the final coating is applied. The coating used is PPG SIGMA SHIELD 880 GF.

A section of the hull on the starboard side of the ship having been blasted and ready to be painted.

HULL NUMBER - The new hull numbers have been extensively researched so each number is not only the correct font, but applied in the appropriate position it was in 1945. Welders have created an outline where that will be painted on in the near future.

SHIP'S NAME APPLIED - The lettering for the ship's name has been cut from steel plate and has been attached to both sides of the stern. A ton of work and research went into getting the correct font and positioning. Welders have since welded the lettering to the stern of the ship.

Stern of the ship blasted and ready for paint.

COATING - The inside of the blisters, and the ship's hull will be coated to protect against possible corrosion.

Section of the port side having been blasted and ready for paint.

TANK CLEANING - Tanks inside the ship are being inspected, cleaned, and repaired if need be. Some will be coated with a marine coating to help prevent future corrosion.

LEAK TESTING - All welds continue to be tested for leaks. They are done via vacuum box, dye penetrant, or magnaflux depending on the area.

Double in the process of being fitted to the hull.

A bit short on the photos as the yard only worked for part of this week due to the Thanksgiving holiday but still great strides have been made. We thank you once again for your support of 2022's World's Fastest Battleship.

A 1970s steel doubler has been removed in the Flag Bridge, exposing the original deck.

1980s steel removed from the Aft Fire Control Tower. It will be replaced with windows to more accurately portray the ship as it looked in service.

Be sure to check out our website at: battleshiptexas.org"

Posted on the Battleship Texas Foundation Group Facebook page: link

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IMAGES: Russia resumes production of modernized Tu-160 bombers

Russia plans to eventually buy 50 new Tu-160M and modernize 15 existing Tu-160.

Fernando Valduga By Fernando Valduga 02/22/2024 - 08:17 in Military

Russia restarted the production of the Tupolev-160 strategic bombers, known as Blackjack, with the announcement coming from Sergey Chemezov, CEO of the state company Rostec.

"Restarting the production of the Tu-160 was quite a task for all Rostec affiliates. The project documentation was fully digitized within the tightest deadlines. The vacuum welding technique of titanium parts was restored and the production of fuselage units was resumed. Today we can safely say that we have been successful in all aspects," he said, according to the Russian state media.

The updated Tu-160M maintains the exterior design of its predecessor, but incorporates a technological base and completely new digital solutions.

The recent visit of Russian President Vladimir Putin to the S.P. aviation factory. Gorbunov Kazan, in Tartaristan, where he inspected four updated strategic bombers, drew attention amid concerns about the country's military capabilities.

The Tu-160, recognized as the largest and most powerful supersonic aircraft with wings of variable geometry in the history of military aviation, underwent an update program initiated by Putin's decision.

The government contract, signed between the Ministry of Industry and Commerce and the Tupolev design department, facilitated the digitization of the Tu-160M aircraft design documentation and the restoration of vacuum welding techniques for titanium products, leading to the resumption of the production of fuselage units.

Rostec's main industrial companies in metallurgy, aircraft design, engineering and instrument manufacturing have played crucial roles in revitalizing their cooperation for the successful resumption of production.

The first Tu-160M strategic bomber built from scratch made its first 30-minute flight on January 12, 2022. It is equipped with modern weapons, electronic warfare system, as well as on-board electronic equipment.

According to reports, the Tu-160 entered Soviet service for the first time in the late 1980s, with production until 1995. In 2015, Russian President Vladimir Putin ordered the resumption of production of the updated variant of the Tu-160M to strengthen the strategy of the Russian Air Force in the capabilities of the bombers at a time of increasing tension with the West, and to compensate for delays in the future PAK-DA bomber program.

Russia plans to eventually buy about 50 Tu-160M bombers and is upgrading 16 existing Tu-160s to the modernized standard. With the first Tu-160M scheduled to be delivered soon, series production is expected to begin in 2023, at a production rate of at least three aircraft per year. This would fit the order for 10 aircraft in the period 2023–27.

The update of the Tu-160M is being implemented in two phases, with the first phase of the Tu-160M1 comprising the new navigation system K-042K-1 and autopilot ABSU-200-1, as well as the removal of some previous systems, such as pump observation systems. This variant of the Tu-160M1 has been operational in the Russian Air Force since the end of 2014.

The second phase of the Tu-160M2 includes the new Novella NV1.70 radar, a digital glass booth, modern communications and anti-jamming equipment, updated NK-32 engines (designated NK-32-02) and modern conventional and nuclear weapons.

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aqss-usa16 · 9 months

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my-writings-and-musings · 1 year

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Hi!!! I have been reading a lot of your latest writings since Earthspark really pulled me back on my transformers hyperfixation but is it okay if I request headcanons of Earthspark Soundwave and Skywarp with a human s/o who's a scientist that used to be part of the war like mandroid? but is really kind and uses their skills to help and patch up the bots.

I feel that hyperfixation! Earthspark has become my brain's permanent background soundtrack and it's all I want to write about when I have time! I went with some headcanons and a short story, I hope you like them!

Skywarp

She was hesitant about your offer to help at first, but dealing with Mandroid left her little reason not to accept, even if she was sure you had something else planned. Free medical care and a safe house simply seemed too good to be true, and Novastorm shared that sentiment, informing her that you'd probably dissect them and sell their parts when you got the chance...

Imagine her surprise when she showed up with a damaged wing and found you not only willing to repair it, but downright concerned for her wellbeing. She was speechless as you guided her to rest, and hadn't a clue what to do as you treated the injury carefully and with painkillers for her comfort, in part because she expected you to reveal it was a ruse at any moment. It was only after you sent her on her way with the promise to return if she had any issues that she realized; you really wanted nothing more than to help.

From then on, she became your security, even if you tell her repeatedly that you don't need anything in return for your services. She doesn't listen and keeps an optic on you whenever she can, and if any of the bots you help show the tiniest trace of sass she makes it clear that you're to be addressed with respect. She also keeps the skies under her careful watch, lest GHOST or a filthy Autobot even thinks of getting the drop on you.

Without much to do, she'll start looking for reasons just to spend time with you, as she finds your company enjoyable for more than just medical care. Whether you realize it or not, she's more or less decided that the two of you are going to be friends. She's never met a human like you, after all, and she's not going to let anything happen to you.

Soundwave

"Hold still now, this might hurt."

Before you could apply the welder to the cleaned up gash on his arm, the sizable mech let out something like a huff and spoke with gruff confidence.

"Pain is of no consequence."

Fighting the urge to roll your eyes at his bravado, you dropped the welding mask back down, voice muffled but no less sarcastic as you replied, "A warped suture line is though, so just don't move, okay tough guy?" There was another grumpy huff, but otherwise he went quiet, allowing you to apply the flame and seal the injury. Moving quickly to spare him any unnecessary pain, you pretended not to notice his small tremors of discomfort as you worked, wishing you had some real painkillers to take the edge off. Unfortunately you only had enough for the truly critical emergencies...

As soon as the gash was sealed, you killed the flame and lifted your mask to inspect it. The mesh was still rough yet looking ready to start the natural healing process, compelling you to sigh softly before you stepped back to give him some room. "Try that out for me; does it feel okay?"

Lifting the arm in question, Soundwave flexed it to test the patch, not showing any sign of discomfort as he stretched out the mesh that had been gaping and bleeding when he'd arrived. Nodding once, he stood up from the makeshift medical berth as if ready to go at that very second. A quick tilt of his helm turned his visor to you. "This is acceptable."

"Keep an eye on it, and try to take it easy for a while. I'd like it if at least one of my patch jobs got a chance to heal properly." you replied with tangible weariness, thinking back to the countless cons you'd fixed up only for them to come stumbling back in a day or so to have their injuries patched up again. He was always the absolute worst of the bunch when it came to ignoring your orders, and judging by his lack of concern while testing out his injured arm, he had no intention of being careful this time around.

"I cannot make promises." he replied simply, looking ready to leave even if he'd only just stepped off the operating table. Going for the door of the small warehouse you'd turned into a safe house, he stopped to face you, speaking as plainly as he always did. "There is much to be done."

"I know, just..." you trailed off and took the opportunity to climb up the catwalk that rounded the building, putting yourself more at his eye level to say what was needed. He turned his attention to you completely, remaining respectfully quiet as you found the words to voice your concerns, though it was admittedly hard not to feel silly as you did so. Fussing over a three story warrior would have seemed unnecessary to most. "I worry, okay? I've got limited supplies, and if you ever need more than I have, there's not much I'll be able to do."

Though he only had the visor, you swore his expression shifted as if he raised a brow in surprise. Either way he went silent before turning on the spot and returning to your side, crouching down to speak at a far more intimate level.

"Concern... noted." he replied with a nod, every syllable delivered with careful consideration. You couldn't help smiling at the softness he seemed to reserve just for you, especially when he went quiet and seemed to plan out his next words before speaking them in a tone you dared to call bashful.

"Care will be taken."

You reached out and laid a hand on his, ignoring how he averted his gaze from what you knew was embarrassment before you replied softly "That's all I ask."

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riskcon24 · 29 days

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How Mag Particle Testing Protects Your Critical Assets?

Our world relies on a vast network of critical assets. From the towering wind turbines that harvest clean energy to the intricate pipelines that transport vital resources, these structures form the backbone of modern civilization. However, hidden beneath the surface of these assets can lurk a silent threat: cracks. These imperfections, often invisible to the naked eye, can pose a significant risk to safety, functionality, and operational efficiency. To read more visit

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dreamer213 · 4 months

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Broken Machines: Between Shadows

Chapter 8: Worrying Winter.

The sun basks through her window, Winter has been awake long before it rose today. Her hair was down from its usual bun, and she’d still dressed in her military-issue nightwear. As per her normal routine, she starts her day with morning calisthenics. First stretches, then setup, next push-up, then a full ten minutes of planking before she’s ready for her morning shower. The water is hot, almost boiling as she lets the shower run until the heat is consistent. Once it is Winter strips and enters the shower, her well-endowed figure glistening as the water rains down on her. Despite her occupation, Winter’s body holds few scars from her many dangerous ventures as a huntswoman and soldier. Even the most notable of them seemed almost craved into her precious skin, like dull cracks in marble. Her hands glide over every inch of her body with a firm but careful touch. Her hair is washed with equal attention, the white silky strands hold no knots or tingles after her thorough cleaning.

After twenty minutes of washing Winter turns off the water and wraps a towel around herself. While still damp she begins her extensive skincare routine, exfoliating then a facial wash, and finally moisturizing both her face and body. Next, she gingerly dries her hair but putting it up in her signature bun. Clean and manicured she steps out of her bathroom in a white towel, it’s time to get dressed. Retrieving and dawning the set of undergarments from her dresser she dresses herself in her usual military regalia. Clean dressed and presentable Winter checks herself in the mirror, her face devoid of any emotion as she inspects her appearance. She is a vision of both beauty and elegance with a surly atmosphere around her that exemplifies her immense fighting prowess. From a glance, anyone who gazed at her would know she was not someone to trifle with. And very few in any kingdom she set foot in disagreed, most who did were easily proven wrong.

Except for…certain individuals. But the less said about that drunken scythe-welding bastard the better.

Though she stares, a quiet feeling of dread seeps into her. This habit of waking up early to care for her appearance was something that far predated her military service. This need to meet some unspoken expectation of perfection daily had been a ritual she’d performed since childhood, ingrained into her very being from years of high expectations. The years spent in high society, years spent under the public eye at all times, forced to be presentable and impeccable in every way at all times.

Years spent under his rule.

Even though she had grown far too old he ordered around and far too strong to be frightened into submission as she had been in her youth still Winter couldn’t help but retain some of her father’s teachings. Some days it was minimal, just a whisper in the back of her head that faded in seconds. Others it was a roaring, a screaming wave of horrid memories she did her best to bury but somehow always resurfaced.

Sometimes she could hear his voice.

Jacques: Put on a dress, those pants make your legs look lumpy and manish!

Jacques: Straighten up your back! You look like a slob hunching like that!

Jacques: Hunting?! How dare you even think of wasting my time with such savagery!

Jacques: PUT THAT SWORD AWAY! YOU HAVE NO USE FOR SUCH BARBARIC THINGS!

It was a painful screeching in her ears, rippling over every insecurity and fear she held deep in her heart. Looking into her own eyes in the mirror, Winter sees them dilate and her breath quickens, frustrated she turns away from her reflection and reaches for her sword. She holds the blade close to her chest as she desperately tries to even out her breathing. Clutching the hilt tightly, she runs her hands over it in an amateurish manner. They moved as if being guided to hold the blade properly, almost like a child being taught for the first time. She closes her eyes and tries to focus on the feel of the metal and soon the phantom touch of a hand calms her mind.

This position, this was where her hands were when her grandfather taught her how to use her semblance. He guided her hands into place and held them tight as she attempted to use her semblance, smiling and whispering words of encouragement throughout. Winter had never felt more secure than she did with her grandfather and even though she never had the courage to tell him of what was happening in their home before he passed his memory still brought her peace.

Gods, she missed him.

They all did. There wasn’t a single person without tears running down their face at his funeral.

Except for the man who got everything he wanted when that gracious man died.

But that’s why she must never forget, never let the malice burning in her die out only simmer. It gave her purpose, a reason to remain strong and levelheaded no matter what.

Calmed, Winter rises to her feet and secures her sword to the clip on her hip. She grabs and pockets her scroll, ID card, and wallet before departing her room for the canteen.

As she approached the cafeteria, bustling with the hum of many students, huntsmen, and soldiers, the stares of others followed. Her presence drops loud chatter to soft whispers if not completely silencing it. Such was the atmosphere such an elite soldier, being the general’s most trusted commander, it was only natural that most felt intimidated by the very sight of Winter.

Winter: As it should be.

She thought, looking around as she grabbed a tray and joined the mess line. It doesn’t take long for her to get to the front as her presence seems to push the others to pick out their breakfast quickly and move on as fast as possible. Once in front, she requests a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast with a side salad along with a bowl of oatmeal with fruit and a cup of black tea. After retrieving her breakfast Winter sits alone to eat, no one approaching her as she begins to eat but still eyeing her. She eats elegantly but quickly, eating a normal portion for a huntress but with such grace, it’s hard to imagine that she actually eating that much food.

When she takes a sip of her tea, she has to stifle a grimace as the flavor hits her tongue.

Winter: Ugh, they forgot to prep-check the temperature of the water again.

She grumbled inwardly as she continued to drink. Being of a wealthy background Winter was well versed in the art of tea making, much in due to her mother’s past pension for tea parties. She knew the ends and outs of what makes a good cup of tea, to the point she could taste even the slightest of flaws in any batch she drank. And this one had the simplest of beginner's mistakes, the water was boiled incorrectly. It was boiled similarly to water for the coffee, but the two drinks had different preferred temperatures for their respective flavors. The difference was too subtle for anyone but the most advert tea drinker or a tea aficionado such as herself to note so Winter ops to keep it herself and finishes her tea without outward complaint.

Once she’s done Winter cleans up her table, puts her dirty tray with the others, and goes about her usual duties. As one of Ironwood’s most trusted soldiers, when not engaged in overseas missions or combat Winter was charged with overseeing the operations of the academy and the military at large. Checking in on the status of training huntsmen, and on the current missions of soldiers around the two cities were her main tasks. It was nothing glamorous, just comparing class grades across semesters and checking in with active soldiers to make sure they were doing their jobs correctly. It mostly calls and paperwork, as she sits at her desk in her office. Very few people even knew Winter had her own office since she mostly did in-person business outside or with the general, but she honestly preferred it that way. It gave her a space to think clearly while she got things done.

She spends hours working, focusing on her task to prevent the inevitable boredom from creeping down on her. Her role had been much more active before the fall of Beacon but now with the borders closed and preparations being made for…. the inescapable evil that was slowly approaching she was left rather sedentary. She never complained about the change but that didn’t mean she didn’t have an opinion on it.

Especially since upon her return from Mistral, she was greeted with several pieces of extremely stressful news. First, that they were going to be faced with a world-destroying threat that had been dormant for years. Second, Penny Polendina was alive and well after what most would have thought to be a fatal dismembering. Third, her younger sister Weiss had run away from home, and somehow out of the kingdom without detection. And finally, because of the looming threat, she was to begin some specialized training to become the next winter maiden.

Despite her taking it well at the moment, Winter did not sleep for some time after getting that many bombshells dropped on her head. And though she wasn’t too worried about Weiss and was actually a bit relieved that Penny was okay Winter couldn’t help the weariness that came with the realization that the time to fulfill her ultimate duty to her kingdom and the world was fast approaching. She had the strength, the talent, the knowledge, and capabilities to take up this role without fail. But that wasn’t the problem.

Winter: No matter what I do she just won’t-

She groans, getting up from her desk and going for a quick walk. It was around lunchtime, but Winter rarely eats more than twice a day. Still, she peeks into the cafeteria just in time to see Penny enter. She watches her converse with the students and staff before getting her lunch and heading to the outdoor tables. Winter found it odd given how social the girl was, but it wasn’t her place to judge.

However, a small part of her was a little impressed by her communication skills. The affable android had been primarily raised in a lab but was always extremely cordial with anyone who’d give her the time of the day, sometimes to an annoyed degree due to her lack of social grace. But recently she’d been more…courtly and tactful in her socialization than before. Her overstepping with questions and boundary-pushing via invading personal space had slowly but surely disappeared and her manner of speaking seemed to adapt to the atmosphere now. It was subtle but oddly familiar to Winter, in a way that just needled at the back of her head. As if her subconscious was poking at her memory banks for the train of recollection to put this bizarre sense of déjà vu into context.

Now Winter would never bother Penny with something so trivial as a personal matter, but she did inquiry about to Ironwood not too long ago. The interaction was..interesting to say the least.

A week prior to today Winter was standing in General Ironwood going over some paperwork when the topic of students shifting attitudes.

Winter: It seems that morale is plummeting amongst the new recruits.

Ironwood: Understandable, given the state of things. Don’t worry too much about it, I’ve already prepared something to help calm the academy stress level for a little while.

Winter: Have you green-lit another concert for Team FNKI?

Ironwood: Yes. It’s been a while and they’ve been itching to perform again. Besides, nothing soothes the souls in wartime more than good music.

Winter: True. But I have also noticed there’s somewhat of a spike in morale during lunch hours.

Ironwood: Again understandable, it’s a break time to recharge and eat.

Winter: Yes, but I’ve noticed there’s some correlation between that spike and Ms. Polendia’s newly instated lunch break.

Ironwood: I can imagine.

He says with a chuckle, setting his pen down and settling into a more relaxed position in his chair before continuing.

Ironwood: Penny’s a friendly chatty ball of positive energy, her company is just…comforting.

Winter: I understand but the way she’s been interacting with others just seems more well-rounded and auspicious than before.

Ironwood: So, you believe the spike is related to a change in her socializing?

Winter: It’s more so that her ability to converse has vastly improved. It is such a far cry from her previous behavior but still so in line with her personality. It’s almost as if she’s been coached on it.

Ironwood takes a sip of his coffee to try to stifle a laugh but ends up snorting into it, getting lukewarm coffee all over his mouth and in his bread.

Winter: General!

Ironwood: I’m fine! I’m fine!

He chimes half laughing and coughing as he grabs a tea towel from his desk and cleans himself off. Once he’s got himself together again, Ironwood looks at Winter with a gentle, almost amused gaze.

Ironwood: You’re right, she has been tutored on her people skills but not for the reasons you’re thinking.

Winter: And what exactly is this reason?

Ironwood chuckles again, hands moving to type something on his scroll.

Ironwood: Why don’t you see for yourself, I’m sending you the reports on her lessons. Give it a read when you have time.

Winter: Yes, Sir.

Ironwood: And for your own sake, please look it over somewhere private.

Winter: Of course, Sir.

And that was the last they’d spoken of the matter, Winter receiving the documents the same day. She had them printed out but hadn’t found the time to sit down and read them. Currently, the stack of papers was sitting in a drawer in her room collecting dust. The idea of reading it as she strides down the hall to her next task, just to get some context, but decides to hold off until later as she matches towards the most important part of her day.

Through a route, few knew of and many security checkpoints Winter reaches the most well-protected building in the academy and the kingdom.

The chamber of the winter maiden, protector of the tundra kingdom, and keeper of the staff of creation.

Once upon a time, Winter had believed this person to be nothing but a myth, a character in a story long twisted from countless retellings over centuries. A fairytale to give hope to children in a world where monsters hunt by the smell of fear and would tear them apart if not for the strength of a selected few who could combat them. But now, she knew it was far too real.

It was a shock, really, meeting this woman so long-lived she wondered if her grandfather had known her in his youth. Freya, a hero whose name would live on only in the files held at the academy just as her predecessor before her. She’d been an artist beforehand, with a weak aura and a less-than-notable semblance before she’d been chosen by the previous maiden. No one, not even Freya herself, knew why she was chosen by the last winter maiden. She had not had the time to speak of her choice before her demise nor to even choose a successor beforehand. So sudden was her passing that it only advanced the shock of the girl she’d chosen to take her mantle in her final hour.

Despite that Freya served her kingdom well all these years, even while sitting on what she knew would be her deathbed. She won’t make the last maiden’s mistake; no Freya would refuse the reaper’s call until she knew in her heart of hearts that the next girl in line for these powers would wield them with safety, pride, and love their kingdom in mind. Someone could do well, far better than she did in her years with them.

And that’s why Winter was there, as grim as it sounds. She was training to be and engaging with the winter maiden in order to take her place. Ironwood had insisted they get to know each other well before the time came so Freya could die without regret, safe in the knowledge she’d left her kingdom in good hands.

Ironwood: It’s the least we can do.

He’d told her, reassuring both white-haired women as they faced this sensitive issue. He’d even taken the time to debrief both on each other’s lives to the best of his abilities and encouraged them to get to know each other.

But that’s where the problems began.

As Winter enters the room with Freya’s meal, she’s met with the same apathetic gaze she was more than used to from the elder woman. She walks over to her bedside and holds the tray of food in one hand while the other pulls out the built-in tray table from the side of the bed. Once’s it up she sets the meal down in front of Freya and steps back.

Winter: Here you go.

She says politely, face still in its natural neutral state as she speaks. Freya glances at her and then at her food.

Freya: Is the other girl coming?

The elderly maiden asks, voice tired and impassive. Winter nods in adverse.

Winter: No, not today.

Freya sighs and begins to eat in silence. This was the biggest challenge the conversion had faced since the beginning. While Freya knew how capable and determined Winter was, and all the tales of her formative she’d been willing to share the woman just didn’t enjoy her presence in the slightest. In fact, she disliked Winter from the moment she met her, not unimpressed by her amazing feats of duty in the name of Atlas but rather disillusioned by her personality. No matter how they tried to get Freya to empathize with Winter the woman just wouldn’t budge.

Though she understood the greatness of her abilities, Freya could not come around to her. Even after hearing Winter's life story Freya found herself not as compelled by it. Instead, she’d noted something in the girl’s behavior that no one else had noticed or had refused to. Outside of physical conflicts, Winter was detached from almost everything and held no true personal ties outside what was absolutely necessary. She held nothing dear and cared for nothing but that was a given with how she grew up.

Still, Freya could not trust something this important to someone like her, not to a coward. Because of this reluctance, Freya had lived far past her expected death date and seemingly held strength out of pure spite. She didn’t believe in Winter and refused to die until she could or found someone she could believe in. Thus began the long quiet of their session, Winter tending to Freya in almost complete silence on good days and through cold tantrums on bad days.

After ensuring Freya is well-fed, exercised, and rested Winter leaves to do her daily physical training regimen. Even with Freya’s silent aversion to her, Winter still had to ready her body for the day she’d receive the winter maiden powers. The strength of the ice and cold winds was not to be trifled with and she needed to be prepared to receive it and return to battle as fast as possible.

It mostly involves pushing her agility, balance, and aim to their limits as lacking in even one of those abilities could be disastrous when wielding something like the elements. Ice especially due to its duality of being both extremely strong and brittle. Once she’s done with her training and work Winter gets some dinner to take to her room. It had been a long day and she wanted some alone time.

She returns to her room with a bowl of creamy chicken soup with a pork chop, and a side of steamed vegetables and rice, along with several pieces of bread. The food was piping hot, so Winter took a quick shower before sitting down to eat. Start with the soup, Winter takes a careful spoonful to test the taste and heat. The broth is creamy with a soothing undertone of root vegetables and chicken but still a little too hot to eat say yet. She stirs her soup lazily with her spoon for a while until it cools until it’s at a good temperature. She eats the bread between spoonfuls, loving the taste and texture of it melts into the soup on her tongue. Once her bowl is empty, she moves on to the pork chop and steamed vegetables and rice. The pork chop was breaded and fried with a dash of gravy so Winter cut the meat into bite-size pieces and scooped one onto her fork with each bite of vegetables and rice. The gravy soaking into the rice gives each bite a nice meaty taste, making the rather bland steamed vegetables go down easily.

When she’s done with her food, Winter puts her dish aside to take down in the morning. She’s about to go brush her teeth but finds she’s still a little peckish. She debates just going to sleep but it’s not too late in the evening. That and she still has those documents to read. So, she settles on having a light snack and some tea while reading.

From a small storage box in the corner of her room, she retrieved some provisions. A few boxes of high-brand tea, a couple bottles of spring water, a singer jar, and a tin box of cookies from a small bakery not too far from the academy. Was it a bit excessive? Yes, but she couldn’t really help herself. Though it’s just a small luxury held many good memories for her. One of the last times she saw her mother Willow in a good state of mind before the truth was revealed and the façade of a happy family went down the drain, with her mother finding comfort at the bottom of wine bottles. As to why she hides these treasures, this was the military, and she would be absolutely livid if someone tried to steal some or beg for something.

Filling her electric kettle with spring water, Winter retrieves a teacup and picks a flavor of tea to drink. Chamomile was good for sleep, but Winter didn’t want to get drowsy while reading and she’d already had black tea today. Ginger lemon was good for digestion, but the spicy undertones don’t go well with sweets, and since she was having cookies, she didn't want to have anything too overly sweet or fruity either so honey and berry flavors were out too. Looking through the boxes she finds a tin of oolong she’d forgotten about, an impulse purchase from her last mission abroad. The tin had a traditional Mistral tea wear design in pale white and deep blue. It was such a great match to her natural coloring and aesthetics that Winter couldn’t help but pick it up before even reading the label. Still, she wasn't one to waste a good product, and since oolong had a similar bold but lighter flavor than green it would go well with tonight's treats. Putting the leaves in the defuser and into the cup then pouring the hot water into the cup, she sits down with documents as she waits for the tea to steep.

The first page isn’t anything of note, Winter had known of Penny’s mission in Atlas for some time, and most of the general details of how that investigation went. But there were some blanks she’d never asked to be filled, like who was their lead into high society. Those blanks were filled with a shoot of dread as Winter reads the address of where Penny received her etiquette lessons.

Winter: What?!

That manor, the place she once called home until the illusion shattered, Penny had been going in and out as a visit almost daily for months!

Winter: But how?! Why?!

Winter’s breath hitched; she knew Ironwood would never ever let her father near an innocent soul if he could help it! He was the one who gave her the chance to run to freedom and help Weiss get as far away as she could!

Winter: Why would he let her go there?! How could this-

Her thoughts are stopped when she reads the name of Penny’s tutor, it’s a name she knew well but hadn’t graced her lips in far too long.

Winter: Whitley?

She says aloud, puzzled as to how her only brother had become part of this. Reading further she discovers the life debt Whitley had incurred from Penny and the political deal that followed. This calms her slightly, her father using someone’s goodwill to gain an edge was as much a fact of life to her as needing air to breathe. And though the connotations of him gaining political power gave her shivers, it was hardly the biggest issue she had to deal with right now. Pausing to finish preparing her tea and opening her tin of cookies, Winter gets comfortable before resuming her reading.

As she goes from the formative details into the lesson plans and progress reports Winter finds herself immersed in the text. The way of writing in each report was so uniquely Whitley she could almost hear his voice reading in her ears. Seeing the effect and time he took into teaching Penny was so… interesting. The way he taught wasn’t anything like they’d grown up with at all, it was customized to work with Penny’s learning style. More hands-on work and promoted in ways that feed off her thirst for knowledge and growth. Breaks were offered if needed along with snacks, things people would expect from the upper class but were something none of the three siblings had experienced at all. The entries that stand out the most are the practical one's elite harassment, something she’d never been prepared for and suffered greatly from in her youth. The work he put into making sure Penny could survive and thrive was more than Winter could have ever hoped out of anyone, especially her brother.

In some ways, he seemed the most like their father as they got older. At least that’s what Winter remembered.

To be fair she hadn’t paid him much attention since she joined the military and started training Weiss. The most recent memories she had of him were just passing glances and hearing catty remarks she couldn’t even recall. The clearest recollections she had of him she had were from years ago. She could still remember holding him for the first time, his tiny hand wrapped around her pinky finger and his bright little eyes looking up at her with all the innocence in the world. She could still hear him leading his scales on the piano, trying to catch you with her and Weiss so they could play together like a little band. She recalled how he used to sneak her his portion of the snacks he didn’t like when they had tea, trying his best not to slip over their grandfather’s cape as he reached over to her plate. All because he didn’t like cucumbers but didn’t want to waste it.

He was so precious to her then, so sweet despite everything going on around them. And from what she could gleam he was still that sweet boy in some ways even after everything turned out so horrible.

When did he stop being that way? Or rather when did she stop seeing it? Seeing him, her own little brother as himself.

Winter: Just when he did become this grown up?

She thought to herself, picking up her teacup to take a sip. She looks down and sees a ripple in the tea as she pulls it to her lips. Then another and another as clear droplets fall into her cup. Wiping her cheek with the tip of her finger, Winter feels a line of water dripping down her face. When she had started crying Winter didn't know but she wouldn’t let that stop her from reading. Staying up late, rediscovering a dear memory she’d long since forgotten.

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