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ttoadsandsnails · 1 year

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Alien x reader

This is an old request where the reader wanted an alien like you see in old sci-fi.

Please enjoy!

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“I trust the preparations for your mission are ready K’utzar?”

“Yes sire. All needed materials are accounted for, and the ship has had a proper inspection. I will depart within the hour.”

“Good. You are dismissed. Good luck on your travels.”

“Thank you, sire.” They bowed before turning to make their leave.

The journey down the corridor to the docking bay was a quiet one. K’utzar being lost in thought and worry. It would be the first mission they even have gone on by themselves.

Wringing their hands they attempted to calm down. Everything would be fine right? It’s just a simple sediment and life information retrieval. A routine procedure. What’s the worst that can happen?

At the end of the corridor they place their palm on the scanner causing the doors to slide open revealing the massive room busy with the hustle and bustle of others working on their assigned duties. They catch a few knowing glances from those they pass. Everyone was nervous about their first solo mission. Knowing this gave K’utzar some comfort.

There it was, gleaming like a beacon in the dim sector of the bay. The place they would call home for the next twelve days. The ship was beautiful for a lack of better words. A light blue meshing with white the further you looked up to the nose. The structure, large enough to be a temporary living space as well as hold research materials, but not large enough to draw the attention of locals. K’utzar willed themselves to calm down as the nerves started rising again.

“Let's just get this over with” they said as they entered the open hatch and settled in their seat at the controls. With a firm grasp on the steering mechanism and a few switches being flipped they speak into the comm.

“G-491 ready for departure” they say as the ship whirrs to life, the interior lighting up making a soft glow cast over their grey complection.

“All clear. Proceed with take off” a voice crackled over the speakers. With that they took off out of the bay and on to their destination, a little planet in the Milky-Way. Earth.

With the coordinations set they relax a bit. The trip will take about twenty minutes, giving themselves some time to reflect.

“Everything will be alright” they mumble to themselves what they said earlier, glancing out at the stars whizzing past. “What’s the worst that can happen?”

The sun almost fully set as you got your daily duties finished. You were spending the summer helping out on your grandparents farm while they were away on vacation. It was hard work, but thankfully, most of what you had to do was care for the animals, and keep the plants watered. Avery trailed behind you as you gathered up the tools to store them away in the small barn. Avery was your massive five year old sheepdog who was just a big sweetheart, so when she suddenly halted facing the small dense forest that surrounded the back of the barn with her fur standing erect and her lips drawn in a low growl, you were more than startled.

You whistle for her to come, thinking maybe she just saw a deer, but she didn’t budge. At this point the sky was a deep blue, making it hard to see anything other than what was illuminated by the lights of the barn. Grasping the pitchfork you stamp the handle and whistle once more calling for her. “Avery! Come on! We need to feed the chickens before we head to bed!”

A blinding light pierced through the dark foliage, bright and green in color. It made you drop your pitchfork as you tried to shield your eyes from the intensity of the beam. As sudden as it came it was gone, replaced with a soft glow emanating from far in the forest. A noise much like an air valve being released could be heard. With this Avery bolted in the direction of the light, her barks bouncing off the trees.

“Avery!” you yelled, gathering up your pitchfork and chasing after her. It must have just been another group of teenagers going in because of a dare. You’ve never seen her react this way before though. The light quickly got closer and you saw her standing there barking at the source. Your breath caught in your throat as you gazed upon a…..ship? You were astonished by its appearance. It was like nothing you had ever seen. The light seemed to be coming from inside of the strange vessel.

You swallowed thickly, mind quickly coming to the conclusion this had to be a prank. Whoever set this up had to still be nearby. You furrowed your eyebrows, upset with the situation they had put you in. “Avery heel!” you call to her. She obeys this time, coming to your side but with sharp eyes still fixed on the vessel.

“Whoever put this here needs to show themselves immediately! This is private property!” you demand tightly gripping the handle preparing yourself for the group of teens you always catch out here to come out. What you weren’t prepared for was a small figure to come out of the open hatch of the ship holding up two, three fingered hands. Shock shot through your body as you looked into abnormally large black eyes that were placed on the smooth grey skin that made up this creature's face. It looked like something straight out of a horror film.

Losing the initial shock you roll your eyes. “I’ll admit, that’s an impressive costume, but you need to remove the mask now or I’ll do it for you” you insist with a few steps in their direction. A quiet mumble can be heard but it is indistinguishable. “What was that?” you pause about ten paces away. They twist a knob on the front of their jumpsuit and mumble again.

“Not- costume. No- not- costume.” comes a gabled voice.

Your eyes widen. “What do you mean not a costume? Of course it’s a costume!”

Then they blink.

You gasp and stumble back, ankle catching on a tree root causing you to fall. Avery quickly stands in between you two. The combination of your reaction and Avery's snarling appearance causes the alien to start waving their hands in a plea.

With a slap to the dial on their chest they blurt out, “Please! I come in peace! I am just doing a sample retrieval!”

“A sample retrieval!? Are you here to abduct me!?” horror washed over your features.

“No of course not! I’m here to take samples of soil and plant matter to see if there might be something beneficial in the chemical and structural make up of this planet's matter in comparison to other planets! I have no desire to harm you!” they say stumbling over some words with how quickly they are trying to speak.

It feels like ages pass before either of you make a move. You sigh and slowly pull yourself up. Why me?

“So.. let me get this straight. You’re here to take some dirt and leaves back with you on this” you gesture to the vessel behind them, “spaceship, so you find out if you could maybe use it for something?” They nod quickly. “And you aren’t here to take people?” This time they shake their head side to side.

You let out a small chuckle. A stroke to Avery’s head pulls her guard down and you tell her to sit. Sensing your sudden calmness causes her to calm down fully.

“Alright then. I don’t know why but I believe you. You got a name?” you say with a small smile on your lips. They visibly relax at this, smiling back “I am called K’utzar.”

“K’utzar huh? Well K’utzar, why did you pick here of all places to do your research?” you questioned looking around at the surrounding forest. “To be honest, there isn’t much here but firs and branches.”

“I was told to conduct my research here because it was supposedly desolate of any ‘humans’, but I see now they were wrong” they sigh as they too look around.

“Well tell you what. You need different plants right?” Nod. “And wouldn’t it go faster if you had help?” Nod. “From a local?”

K’utzars face lit up at this. “You mean you? You would help me?”

They looked ecstatic, causing you to give a large smile. “Yes, I’ll help. We can start tomorrow morning if you would like?”

They clasp their hands together. “Yes of course! I-we will start when there is light.”

With a wave of your hand you turn back towards the barn house. “Alright see you then. Come on Avery, it’s bedtime!” With that you make your way back, all the while thinking about the strange friendly alien. Scooping the discarded tools up you shove them back into the barn and quickly check on the animals, exhausted from the day's activities.

With the barn locked, the lights off, and Avery at your heel, you finally head off to bed. Pulling the covers up to your chin you spare a glance out of the window by your bed, and see the dim light still emanating from the woods and wonder what tomorrow will bring with your new ‘friend’.

Light streaming through your window onto your pillow rouses you out of a peaceful rest making you let out a groan pulling the covers over your head. K’utzar! You sit up suddenly, the sheets falling from your head. You quickly throw the covers off and change into a comfortable outfit and pull some boots on. There is a cold wetness on your leg and you look down to see Avery nudging you and whining. “Aw, sorry girl, I’m going to have you stay here today. I promise you can come tomorrow though.” You ruffle her fur and then head out the door and to the forest.

I’m pretty sure it was here? Was it all a dream? “Hello human!” a voice exclaims from behind. You whip around to see them there again, this time holding a box full of tubes and wearing a bright smile.

“Are you ready to begin the day?” Alright, yesterday did happen. You inhale a deep breath and smile.

“Yup! You can call me y/n btw, not just human.”

“Oh yes! Of course!” they stutter out.

“Well, where do we start?”

They showed you the ropes about how to properly collect samples of things using a small scoop that is then placed into a tube and sealed. The tube contained a clear liquid that would dissolve the material on contact then change color depending on what was put in. The whole process was fascinating.

“With your help y/n, I can find different materials much quicker as you know more about this planet.” they expressed, gratitude lacing their voice.

An idea suddenly came to mind. “You need plant matter too right?” You stood up dusting off your knees and looked at them awaiting an answer.

“That is correct. Why?” a puzzled expression crossing their features.

“I have a farm! I grow plants! You could take a sample from plants I’m sure you wouldn’t have access to otherwise. Here come this way.” You grab their hand pulling them along till you reach the field next to the barn. The small field is littered with a multitude of different fruits, vegetables, and herbs. K’utzar glances around at the lush produce, mouth agape.

You let go of their hand, using it to grab a bright red tomato off of the nearest vine and hand it to them causing them to place the box down. “That is a tomato, over there are blueberries, the tall ones are corn, and those are squash.” You tell as you walk them through the plants closest to you.

They turn the tomato over in their hands, observing the way it shines in the sunlight. Dark eyes glance up into your own, they look flabbergasted. “This is all so much to take in. I feel overwhelmed by your generosity. This planet is beautiful so far from what I’ve seen, and there is so much more to do then I first thought” they say as they hand the tomato back. “I have a favor to ask of you.” they lean over and shuffle through the box. In their hands seems to be a notebook? “I was wondering if you would record the names of the plants and the information you know about them. Your knowledge would be a most helpful addition to our research.”

They wanted you to take notes? “What will you do while I do this?” you question as you take the notebook.

“I will continue taking samples!” they beamed. “There is so much work to do! Shall we get started then?”

You chuckle at their enthusiasm and nod. With that you both started on your work, you taking the occasional break to water some plants or check on the animals all the while asking K’utzar where they were from and what it’s like in space.

By the end of the day you two had a sizable chunk of work done. You wipe the sweat off your brow and hand the notebook back to K’utzar. “Here you are. I had a lot of fun helping you today. It sure beats my normal farmwork.”

They place the notebook under their arm and grasp your hands. “Thank you. I enjoyed today with you more than I have enjoyed a day in a long time. You are a wonderful being and I am lucky to be in your presence y/n.”

You don’t know why, but their words caused heat to rise in your cheeks. “Will you need my help tomorrow?” you say looking away because of their intense gaze.

“Yes, I will.”

“I will be here around the same time then.” you spoke quietly, slinking your hands away and heading up the steps of the house.

“I will look forward to our time spent together. Have a plentiful rest y/n.” they shouted at your retreating form.

“You too!” you called back as you swiftly shut the door behind you and slumped against it. In no time Avery was at your side joyously lapping at your flushed face. You laugh and push her off. “Yes hello to you too.” She settles herself down next to you, head placed in your lap while you skritch at her ear.

Today really was great. The idea of seeing K’utzar tomorrow made your heartbeat quicken. The conversations you had today showed you just how kind they are and how much they truly loved their job. You could get used to this. Someone to talk to, share thoughts to, it made you excited for tomorrow.

You promptly stood up, ready to head to bed. As you settle into the soft linen you can’t help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. You turn your body toward the window seeing the dim light still glowing from the foliage. With a grin on your face you are lulled to sleep with thoughts of your new companion.

#reader x monster #monster x reader #alien x reader #reader x alien #monster scenarios #monster romance #my writing #ttoadsandsnails

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o-craven-canto · 7 months

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Ea, Our Second Chance (15)

15. Dissection of trepangfish

(Index)

(< 14. Reproduction of Haematophyta) (> 16. Ean heraldry)

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Specimen of golden trepangfish (Dendrocephalus aureus, Wayan 27), an Actinognathan common in the oceans of Ea, as it might appear during dissection on the desk of a student of the Faculty of Marine Zoology in Leeuwenhoek, New World Academy.

The feathered ends of the oral palps sweep the seabottom, capturing micropreys and organic particles from the sediment. The mucus-covered cirri convey these particles to each mouth.

Often some palps beat the floor to raise clouds that are sifted by others. As is often the case for palps of this length, they are divided in rigid segments for reasons of mechanical efficiency.

The mouths also serve to expel waste, which mostly consists of sand and mud particles. At least one palp is always reserved to excretion when feeding. We can see a mass of feces expelled by one of the mouths. The greenish color is due to metabolic waste from blood recycling.

Each eye is protected by a calcite lens that must be shed periodically as it’s scratched by sand. The two visible eye lenses appear to be new.

As pentamerans have an open circulatory system, dissection releases a large amount of lymph. The green color is due to the organometallic copper complexes that carry oxygen around the haemocoel.

Some calcareous plates have been lifted to expose the interior organs. They are connected by thin elastic tissue that can tighten offering considerable resistance when the animal is alive, but can be easily cut after death.

The trepangfish' ring-shaped stomach, connected to all the five palps.

The digestive caeca extend deep into the haemocoel, extracting metabolic waste from it and passing back nutrients. Their walls secrete lubricating oils to protect themselves from abrasions due to sand grains.

The hydrocysts serve as distributed reservoirs of hydromuscular fluid in actinognathans, none of which appears to be more important than others, contrasting with the central role of the Vindhana organ in geopentamerans.

A water lung, extracted from its usual resting position between two caeca.

Male and female gonads appear as a nearly identical pale spongy mass. Only their extension to this level reveals that this trepangfish is a female; male gonads would cluster much closer to the genital slits for a faster maturation and release of sperm.

The hydraulic fins are mostly used to control the body’s orientation in water. They are easily lost to accidents or predation, but regenerate within days. A valve at the base stops fluid loss in this case.

The tail is mostly occupied by hydraulic muscle and gonad tissue. In this species the genital slits are completely hidden by the caudal scales.

The base of the aboral cerci carries eggs. This is not sufficient to mark the specimen as female (but see point 11), as the newly released and fertilized eggs attach to the cerci of both parents.

About half of the length of the cerci are composed by rows of fins that provide active forward propulsion to the animal. They do not move independently: the whole cercus moves as a ribbon to push water backwards. Unlike most hydraulic structures, they lose half of their size after death as fluid flows into the inner hydrocysts.

The distal part of the cerci is broad and flat, contains little fluid and remains flexible at all times. Its function is not yet fully understood.

#speculative biology #speculative evolution #xenobiology #alien life #worldbuilding #my work #ea our second chance

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ethereousdelirious · 7 months

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Welcome to the sediment layer of "fills I had to write on a 10+ y/o iPhone because I post my real phone in Canada"

It has since been replaced, but. That was a dark time

Sicktember 2023 Day 28

Prompt: "I should have stayed home"

Fandom: Pokémon

Characters: W.allace, St.even

Notes: Emeto emeto emeto

Now, at this very moment, linguists were re-writing the Official Hoennese Dialect Dictionary. Flip to the 'D' section— there, under 'down bad,' a picture of Wallace sweating through his shirt.

Definition: whatever; example sentence: "Wallace is down bad for Steven Stone."

Down so bad that he'd agreed to come to this hours-long lecture on rocks. Down so bad that he hadn't canceled despite waking up with the stomach ache of the century. Despite the near-misses he'd had throughout the day, stifled gags behind closed lips and hoping the challenger of the hour wouldn't notice anything. And thank the Makers that he hadn't actually gotten sick in his Gym, because then some poor janitor would have had to melt the ice and drain the water and that would have been a nightmare.

Wallace's stomach bucked beneath his waistband. Oh, right. He was already in a nightmare. A never ending stream of lectures on rocks and stones and boulders and minerals and whatever else and he was right up front, so when he inevitably left to go puke his guts up in the university bathroom, everyone would notice.

And then, once he'd recovered, he'd have to find his seat again and sweat through some more lectures, because of course Steven was speaking last.

There was just no way Wallace could miss his speech, not after months of late-night phone calls helping Steven workshop subheading names and sentence structures. He'd been so excited that Wallace had agreed to come.

So Wallace was going to sit and swallow back the waves of nausea and shiver in his custom white suit (with the diamond-studded tulle capelet, thank you very much) and be there for his best friend.

All he had to do was wait.

And wait.

And w— and not throw up, do not, do not.

And wait.

The misery came in waves: first a cold sweat on his brow and pressure in his stomach, then more sweat rolling down his back, then a heavy urge to retch sitting in the back of his throat. His breaths came so loud through his nose it interfered with his ability to hear the lectures and surely his neighbors resented the chill of his exhalations on their wrists, but he couldn't control it. Not if he wanted to control his stomach.

Worst of all, the longer he held back, the more his stomach hurt, cramping like Nolan's Pinsir had him in a Vise Grip.

Pressure and pain built up in his belly until he just couldn't ignore it any more. Brackish saliva flooded his mouth and every attempt to swallow it down met increased resistance at the back of his throat.

He stood just as applause filled the auditorium— a stroke of luck. Keeping his head down, he stumbled over his neighbors' legs on his way out of the auditorium. How rude, to leave like this. But still, it was better than vomiting all over the carpet.

Wallace staggered into the atrium with the next speaker's voice booming in his head— "...the significance of Kanto's Mt Moon. How many of you have had the chance to visit—"

Wallace's stomach lurched and all his senses slammed inward with it, frantic focus on self and now and oh no I'm not going to make it.

Giving up on the bathroom, he steered himself toward the nearest trash can and immediately coated its contents with a thin wash of watery stomach acid. The edge of the can rammed into his sore abdomen and he heaved again, this time bringing up nothing but a quiet noise of distress.

Tears flooded his eyes and his knees gave out. He hit the ground hard, further irritating his stomach, which now felt like the Rusturf Tunnel: violently hollowed with rusty digging equipment.

He sat there on the floor for a moment. Just enough to collect himself, calm his breathing. He felt better now, really, a little better. Better enough that he could do the stupid, thirsty thing and stay long enough to listen to Steven's speech. Otherwise, what was it all for?

All he had to do was picture the grateful look on Steven's beautiful face and it would all be okay.

The feeling of tentative stability stayed through the second half of the speech he'd bailed on, even backing off enough to let him enjoy honest butterflies in his stomach when Steven finally took the stage.

Wallace's front row seat gave him a perfect view of the way Steven's silvery-green eyes sparkled in the spotlights. They were especially captivating tonight, probably because of the fever cooking Wallace's brain. Or, no, Steven really was that magical, wasn't he? From the easy way he commanded a room to his effortless presence in battle, he really was divine.

"...Wallace, whom I really cannot thank enough."

Wallace shook himself. Was that a blush on Steven's cheeks?

"Please stand up, Wallace; I really could not have done this without you." Steven gestured into the audience. "Gym Leader Wallace, everyone."

With his own cheeks burning, Wallace stood. He would have waved to Steven if he hadn't immediately come over dizzy. All his focus shifted at once to the monumental task of staying upright; he had to lock his knees and lean back against his chair for the modicum of stability it offered him.

He all but collapsed when the applause died down and Steven's next few sentences faded away to the roar in his ears.

Oh.

He was really sick.

He should have realized it earlier, probably, as though gagging into a trash can and collapsing hadn't been enough of an indicator. He was… too sick to be here and too stubborn to leave.

Even when the roar in his ears died out, silver spots blinked in his eyes and refused to go away no matter how he tried to ignore them. Worse still, the cramping pain in his stomach came back, low and constant.

And still.

He refused to regret his decision to stay. Steven really had blushed and that meant something and damned if Wallace was going to leave before reaping the rest of tonight's rewards. If staying earned him even one more smile, then he would stay.

"Wallace! There you are!" Steven beamed, his smile no less dazzling for the muddy yellow lights beaming down from the exterior of the auditorium. "I wondered where you'd gotten off to."

"Smoke break," Wallace said, uncrossing his arms before Steven could notice how desperately he'd been holding his stomach.

It seemed Steven was too caught up to notice anyway, because he didn't even pretend to laugh at Wallace's bad joke. "I'm so glad you came," he said, taking one of Wallace's hands between both of his own. "Really, I can't thank you enough. You look wonderful."

Wallace's stomach did a flip, half nerves and half real nausea. "I wouldn't miss it," he said. Steven had no idea.

"I'm glad you're alone, actually." Steven held tight to Wallace's hand, somehow not noticing the cold sweat on his palm.

Another flip.

Well, less of a flip and more of a triple lutz, triple flip combination that kicked up a dangerous splash of briny saliva in the back of Wallace's throat. He swallowed with difficulty, trying to keep focused on Steven's face when every instinct in his body screamed at him to curl up on his side and get ready to turn his stomach inside-out.

"Wallace, I wanted to ask you to dinner," Steven said, "just the two of us." His eyes shined green and earnest in the yellow light, putting to rest any lingering suspicion that this was just another dinner between friends.

He had left Wallace the perfect opening to say something charming or, better yet, heartfelt. But the only thing behind his lips was a strangled gag. He swallowed it down and managed to squeak out, "A date?" without painting Steven's shoes, but it was a near thing. Oh, he could cry. All he'd wanted, it was all he'd wanted...

"Yes," Steven said slowly, "a date. Wallace, are you—"

Wallace turned and heaved into the bushes, yanking his hand out of Steven's. There really, really wasn't anything left to come up and he coughed on the empty gags crawling up his throat.

"Wallace!" Steven's warm palm found his forehead, the other anchoring on his back.

The leaves tickled Wallace's face. He batted feebly at them, hands shaking, heaved again, and then his knees buckled and Steven had him, Steven had him.

"Wallace, can you look at me?"

Ugh, leave it to Steven to start testing his mental orientation instead of immediately administering mouth to mouth. With tongue.

"M'fine." Not strictly true. "Not having an aneurysm." A shudder ran through him and Wallace stifled a groan into the warmth of Steven's thigh. "My stomach hurts."

Steven's muscles shifted beneath Wallace's cheek and warm fingers began to brush his hair back. "Did you eat anything questionable earlier?"

Wallace shook his head as much as his positioning would allow. Ah, yes, he was mostly on the pavement, wasn't he? He should get up; his suit would get all dirty. "Haven't… felt well all day. Had to close my Gym early."

"Then why—" Steven's hand stilled for a moment. "Not that I'm not grateful, but why did you come if you weren't feeling well?"

Wallace tried to shift so he could look Steven in the eye, but his stomach cramped fiercely, so he stayed still. "I was hoping you'd ask me out on a date."

"Ohhh..." Steven sighed. "Wallace." He took a deep breath and released it, running his hands through his hair. "Can you sit up? Apparently we're having our first date at the ER."

The nurses spared Wallace some indignities and let him keep his suit on. Steven had to help him with his jacket and with rolling up his sleeve and even held his hand when it was time for the IV (which was very, very soon after arriving, because Wallace passed out in the lobby like some kind of waifish soap opera star).

"Did you know you have a fever?" Steven asked, reaching over to put a hand on Wallace's forehead.

Wallace closed his eyes, anchoring one hand on the emesis basin in his lap in case he needed it. "No," he said. The fluids had cleared his mind a little, but all he could picture was Steven's spotlight-dazzling smile. "I would've come anyway."

"I—" Steven broke off with a sigh. "You really don't think you should have stayed home?"

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for you to ask me out on a date?" Wallace countered. "I had a feeling tonight would be the night."

"You could have asked me out if you were so sure," Steven said, strangely subdued. Wallace opened his eyes and found Steven frowning at him, a furrow between his brows.

"I wanted you to ask me."

"But does that mean that you only agreed to help me with my speech because you wanted—"

"Steven Stone." Wallace held up a hand to stop him and winced when he pulled on the tape holding his IV line in place. "I risked throwing up all over your parents tonight because I wanted you to ask me out on a date. I helped you with your speech because I love— Ah." Searing heat flooded Wallace's face and his stomach dropped, though not in a way that indicated a strong need for the emesis basin. He white-knuckled it anyway, drawing it closer. "...rocks," he finished weakly. "Because I love rocks."

Steven, who had yet to let go of Wallace's hand, pressed a kiss to the back of it like he couldn't help himself, like it was something as reflexive as breathing. "You know, Wallace," he said, gazing at him like he was more beautiful than any diamond, "I love rocks, too."

And this time, Wallace and his upset stomach managed to not ruin the moment.

That honor went to the doctor, who interrupted their adorable little mutual confession with questions about Wallace's health and wellbeing, like that mattered when he could have been canoodling in a hospital bed with Steven.

When the doctor was finally satisfied, thankfully clearing Wallace to go home, Steven took his hand again. "Have you at least learned a lesson from all this?"

"Oh, sure." Wallace squeezed his hand and smiled despite his exhaustion. "Steven Stone rewards bad behavior."

#ethereous writes #sicktember 2023 #emeto

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saiilorstars · 7 months

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Ch. 27: The Wondrous Beach

[Story Masterlist] // [Aitana’s Masterlist]

Fandom: Criminal Minds // Pairing: Spencer Reid x OFC

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So much for having a simple case, Aitana thought as she stepped onto the sandy beach. The wind was particularly strong which made it hard to keep one's hair out of the face. And for this case, they needed to have keen eyes. It wasn't every day that dozens of human remains were dumped out from the ocean pumps.

Aitana headed for the set up the local precinct had placed a short distance from the shoreline. She had done her due diligence with the media and found that this was one case she wouldn't be able to push them away from. The beach was big and reporters were relentless.

"They won't be leaving," she told Hotch on their way to meet the main detective on the case. Already there were several news reporters lining up outside the cautionary tape. She was sure at least one of them would sneak in sooner or later.

"It's fine for now," he told her. He was aware that it being her first case back she was doing everything to be one step ahead of the others, basically exerting herself more than she should. Her evaluation was up soon too, as well as a pending talk about her status at the BAU. She had every reason to take things one step extra.

"Agent Hotchner," the main detective greeted first when the pair arrived, "I'm assuming Agent Serrano?"

Aitana nodded. "We spoke on the phone. Detective Foreman?"

"Yes ma'am. Call me JT. Not the most cushy arrangement," he made a feature to their set up, "But it'll keep your team close to the crime scene for now."

"Well, thank you for setting it up," Hotch said. "This will help us preserve what we can. Excuse us." He walked away with Aitana.

"Has Garcia found any potential leads on who we found so far?" she asked curiously.

"Cold leads but they might not be that if we keep studying the remains," Hotch said, stopping by another tent where Spencer was currently examining the pieces of bones.

"You know, based on the parasites on the most recent kill, the unsub killed as recently as a month ago, which means he's still active," he told the pair as soon as he felt them coming in.

Aitana blinked at his quick-pace. "How did you establish a timeline so quickly?"

"By reverse engineering mother nature. Each year, sand and sediment cover up the remains, creating layers on the ocean floor. The deeper the pump dug, the older the remains. Nine victims in 9 years means that he's in control of his urges."

"Any sense of the victimology?" asked Hotch. He and Aitana gazed over the different bones. Some definitely appeared older than others, some even grimy.

"Only that he likes variety. Pelvic bone width indicates that he kills both men and women, and skull structure says he crosses racial lines as well."

"Agent Hotchner, excuse me?" Foreman peered into the tent. "We found 3 more remains."

That would make the count go up to 15 at least. Aitana lowered her gaze to the bones on the tables. "If he's been dumping this long, it's not just out of convenience," she murmured. The mere conformation of her words laid with the bones themselves. "There's got to be an emotional tie as well."

"He'll change his M. O. because he has to, but he won't be happy about it," Spencer added, "And he'll have the entire Atlantic to choose from."

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"They keep growing!" Aitana exclaimed with heavy annoyance when she found Morgan and Seaver near the lucky pump that gave them all their bones.

Seaver looked up first to set what Aitana was so irritated at and when she saw the heavy load of news reporters outside the perimeter, she understood Aitana's frustration. "That is quite a lot."

"They're not leaving," Aitana said through gritted teeth. "In fact, they're probably calling each other like the glorified gossipers that they are." Seaver managed a chuckle but when there wasn't any type of response from Morgan, Aitana stopped. "You okay over there?" she called. Seaver seemed like she had already been down that road.

"Yeah, case is tough, that's all," Morgan said simply before moving off to the side.

Aitana raised an eyebrow at him. "He never says that," she said.

Seaver agreed. "Struck me strange too."

The only sensible reason for that behavior is when the case struck too close to home. Aitana would never be brave enough to directly as Morgan what happened...but she was sure that a little blonde birdy behind the computers would end up telling her anyway. After half an hour, Aitana decided the news reporters would have to be dealt with directly.

She found Hotch back in the tent with Spencer going over the bones. "Hey, busy?" she asked.

"Going over the victimology," Hotch said. "Is it important?"

"Sort of, yeah, but so is this." Aitana noticed the new additional bones had been laid on the table. "Do we have anything conclusive about it?"

"I found a unique evolution, actually," Spencer said, "The earliest victims appear to be high-risk." He moved around the tables for a specific set of bones. "These lesions are consistent with syphilis, most likely a prostitute. This one has severely ground and missing teeth, commonly seen in excessive methamphetamine abuse. And then all of a sudden out of nowhere, a sea change…" He moved to a whole new table and gestured to the series of bones. "Healthier and stronger victims all the way through to number 12."

"What do we know about the first victim?" asked Hotch.

"You know, that one's tough. He or she has been in the water so long, they're mostly bone fragments. I can attempt to reconstruct—"

"You've got 3 hours," Hotch cut him off and apparently it was rather offensive by the look on Spencer's face.

"I can do it in 2!"

Aitana rolled her eyes at him. "Great deal you're making—Hotch, can we talk now?" She was a little jittery and though it was unusual for her, Hotch knew why it would suddenly happen.

He walked out of the tent with her and listened to her story about the troubling amount of media around them. "How much has gotten out?" He asked her.

"It's hard to tell," she admitted. "Some of these news crews are national. If the unsub doesn't know we found his graveyard yet, he will soon. Then we'll hear from everyone who's ever filed a missing persons report. Plus, I'm worried somebody's going to sneak through and leak things."

Hotch would agree. The media was getting antsy as the hours went by without anything being revealed. "Maybe we can use this to our advantage. We could talk to them. It might feed the unsub's ego, take the sting out of him losing his site. It could keep him in the area."

"If you're sure," Atiana said, throwing a reluctant look at the ocean and the media.

"What?" Hotch tilted his head at her.

"Well, it's the ocean," she said with a weak gesture towards the waters, "He could already be there and without a way to see the broadcast."

Hotch understood her and partially agreed with her. They were assuming the unsub wasn't already at sea because it's all they had. "We have to move with the pieces that we have."

"I know," Aitana nodded. "I'll go get everything started." She had an easier time gathering up the news reporters in one spot than she had when she tried to amicably get them to leave. Everybody was all nicer when they were allowed closer to the scene.

"Nervous?" Rossi asked her while they waited for the last of the details to be sorted around them. Most of the team was going to be there with her except for Spencer who would be devoting himself to the bones.

"You would think," Aitana said with eyebrows raised, "But...not really, no."

"Attagirl. But you do know that you don't have to overwork yourself just because it's your first case back."

Aitana paused to meet the man's look. "Am I that obvious?" Rossi wouldn't say it but his smile did. She sighed. "Oh God. I gotta work on my expressions around you people." Rossi patted her shoulder.

Shortly after, they were given the 'go' sign to start the broadcast.

Aitana originally thought she had trouble with the beach's strong winds but now she had the flashing lights of the cameras too. "At...at this moment it would be premature to comment on the details of the case. Our goal is to identify the recovered remains as quickly as possible for the families involved." She could hear the bumbling questions beginning to tumble out from a few reporters so she picked up her pace. "In order to expedite that, we're asking that the families or friends of people who went missing on the east coast of the United States since the year 2000 come forward. We'll be matching DNA to the remains, and it will be helpful for us to have a personal item from each of the missing persons. An article of clothing, a hairbrush, a blanket, a pillowcase, photographs or medical or dental records if you have them." She thought she heard someone's cellphone ring nearby them. "Um...we're also looking for items of significance to help us determine the last known whereabouts of each of the victims. Correspondence like letters or emails will be helpful." She would've stepped down as soon as she was done had it not been for the torpedo of questions thrown her way. It was hard to differentiate which question was coming from who but there were distinctive ones that soon stood out.

"Miss Serrano!"

"Agent Serrano," she corrected with a sharp look at the older reporter. "And I will not be taking any questions. None of the victims have been identified and that is where we will be focusing on until further notice. Thank you." She finally stepped down and left the officers deal with getting the group back behind the cautionary tape. She stopped by Hotch to make sure she'd done everything right. "What if he didn't see it?" she asked with decent concern.

"It's a risk we had to take," he said. "You did everything you were supposed to. Now we have to go back to the precinct to start dealing with the calls."

Aitana nodded. "Okay. I'll start gathering people for that too." She moved around to meet the others but noticed Morgan had gone off to the side again. "Oh, so it was his phone I heard," she said, unable to completely hide her annoyance.

"Be easy," Rossi said suddenly, gaining both her and Seaver's attention. "What?"

Aitana raised an eyebrow. "You know something us newbies don't."

Seaver agreed. " Morgan was telling me how difficult these cases can be. Who did he lose?"

Rossi shrugged. Why did things like this fall in his arms? With a sigh, he motioned the two agents to come closer. "Some years back, Morgan's cousin fled a stalker. She made it to South Carolina. She was never seen or heard from again."

"Was it the stalker?" asked Aitana.

"He killed himself 2 weeks later, so we never found out for sure. But Morgan's profile led straight to him. So whenever unidentified female remains turn up…"

"He gets that call," Seaver concluded much like Aitana had.

"Parents will do anything to believe their child is alive and well," Aitana said, "My parents tried to do that multiple times while I was in WPP. I can't imagine what his cousin's parents must feel, especially if they just saw this whole thing."

"Oh, I'm sure Morgan is getting to know that," Rossi said, eyes drifting over to the man still on the phone.

~0~

In a matter of hours, people had lined up at the precinct to discover if their lost loved ones were one of the victims they currently had as bones on tables. There was a long list. It was heartbreaking seeing so many missing people and yet it wasn't surprising. Aitana stepped into the bullpen to see the heavy crowd waiting anxiously to be called for an interview. As the liaison on the field, she had already talked to most of them and each story tugged more and more at her heart. She was glad to have reinforcements towards the end because she might not have made it.

"Alex Cottle, Beth Riley, Louise Jones," she called the trio of names and looked up to see three similar grim faces move forwards. "I'm Agent Serrano, I'll be talking to one of you while 2 of my colleagues take the other pair. Follow me please." She led the trio out of the bullpen, leaving one of the women with Seaver and the man with Morgan.

She sat down with the last woman, Louise, in one of the last family rooms. Just like she had with all the previous people, Aitana reintroduced what they were attempting to do. She went over the few public details of the case and the victims they had lined up to see if one of them could be whoever Louise was thinking of.

The woman seemed pretty sure of it. "We were working on a gene therapy project at Johns Hopkins when Samantha got the news. Parkinson's." She handed Aitana a photograph of a blonde woman.

"That must have been pretty rough on her," Aitana said. Samantha seemed happy in the picture ahe held.

"I was her best friend, and all I ever got was this postcard." Louise presented the postcard to Aitana who immediately took it to study. It was a simple card with no more than four lines as a message.

"'Weze, I'm not going back to school. There's nothing there for me. I need to find myself. Love, Sammy,'" Louise recited by memory.

Aitana had to wonder how many times Louise had reread the postcard since she'd received it. "Does this sound like her to you?"

"Not really, no," Louise shook her head. "She would have written a 12-page letter. But she addressed it to "Weze." She's the only one who called me that."

That was very specific. At first glance, if Samantha was a victim, the letter could've perhaps been forced by the Unsub. Gunpoint or any other sort of threat could've made it happened. Either way, the postcard could be a potential clue. "Can we keep this for further analysis?" She saw the clear hesitance in Louise's eyes. Of course she wouldn't want to part from the last thing Samantha supposedly sent her. "Please, you'll get it back, I promise."

Louise eventually agreed. "Okay."

"Did you happen to bring anything of hers that we could get DNA from?"

"Well, everyone on the project mapped their DNA into the database…"

"Great, I'll need that information." Aitana grabbed her clipboard and flipped to the last pages. She was making another list of each potential victim's information. So many lists, so many victims…

Later on when she walked Louise back to the bullpen, Aitana caught sight of Rossi doing the same interrogation but with Morgan. That could not be easy.

~0~

A few hours later Aitana would bring the picture of Samantha to their evidence board. It was bittersweet learning she was one of the victims. "Meet our first confirmed victim, Dr. Samantha Cormick." She turned away from the board to meet the team's gazes. "Since her DNA profile was already developed, we were able to save a couple of days. Based on where Samantha disappeared, we can start assuming that the unsub dumps here and hunts in Charleston."

"It's a tourist spot. Larger victim pool," Seaver reasoned.

"It's a 250-mile trip back here. It's a lot of exposure," Morgan said, leading Spencer to think ahead with his own findings from the bones.

"Torture takes time and privacy, and disarticulation is a mess. You know, he could have a mobile torture chamber in his truck or trailer," he said. He found in the first victim, a terrible disarticulation had been done to great extent. That kind of thing needed a lot of space.

"We've seen that before," Hotch agreed with him.

"Or maybe he doesn't drive at all," Rossi suggested. "He could do it all from his boat."

Morgan liked the idea. "Well, if he gets them on board in Charleston and sails them out here, he would have time for both. And nobody would even notice a fisherman tossing chum into the water."

"Well, let's see if our dear Garcia can help us." Aitana moved for the landline on the table. Poor Penelope had been going crazy trying to narrow down her search for the Unsub. Maybe now they could finally give her some useful details.

"Yello!" Penelope answered after the first ring.

"Hey Garcia, we've got more information about the unsub's boat," Aitana said, eyes flickering to Spencer. No doubt he already had the exact numbers for the dimensions of the torture room the unsub would need. "It might help you narrow your list."

"Ok. Bring it!"

Spencer moved around the table until he was closer to the phone. "Can you give us boats with cabins large enough to hide a torture chamber?"

"Torture chamber?" Penelope paused. The others could just imagine her shuddering. "'Cause that would, yeah, totally be listed in the manufacturer's specs of amenities."

"Try cabin dimensions. Start at 10 by 10 feet and cap it at 30!"

"That is totally gonna take forever 'cause I gotta go record by record. You are lucky I love you!" Penelope huffed. "Bye!"

"We need to go back to the families and see who else got a postcard," Hotch said as soon as the line went dead. "This might finally be a link to victimology."

Aitana went to grab her clipboard to go over the list with them again.

"Sending goodbye postcards as a ruse is a gamble," Seaver spoke up, "Even if written under duress, the victim could sneak their own message into it."

Spencer glanced at the post card on the evidence board. "I don't think this was written under duress." He walked up to the board to take the postcard off and really look at it up close. "You said Dr. Cormick wasn't taking medication for Parkinson's, right?"

"That's what Louise said," Aitana nodded.

"Yeah, but look at her handwriting." He turned around to show the team the postcard. The handwriting was perfectly neat. "No indication of tremors or shaking. There's a drug called trilamide. In minute doses it treats Parkinson's, but its main use is for seasickness."

"Something a fisherman would have access to," Morgan realized.

Spencer agreed and added, "And criminals in South America. Intel reports say they figured out a high dose makes the victim totally compliant. They slip it in your drink or blow the powder in your face and nasodermal absorption's almost immediate. You're instantaneously susceptible to any suggestion. There have been reports of locals letting thugs into their apartments to rob them, even helping them load the getaway trucks."

"So writing a four line postcard is child's play with that drug," Aitana's gaze fell over the postcard. Louise had been right all along. The postcard had something that only Samantha would say but the overall feel to it was like it didn't even belong to Samantha at all.

~ 0 ~

Within a day, the team had gathered up four more postcards confirming the same amount of victims. They were going through the unfortunate four victims' family extensively. When Aitana finished with her round, she felt herself mentally exhausted like she never had before.

"Hey," Seaver found her on her way to the conference room. "You guys done?"

Aitana nodded. "Rossi's talking to Morgan. I thought it was better that way. What about you?"

Seaver had gone off to talk to the local fishermen about the Unsub. She unfortunately had nothing to report. "They haven't seen anybody like our Unsub."

"Great," Aitana mumbled. She pulled the conference room door open and led Seaver inside. "How's the linguistic profile?" She asked of Spencer who was deep in work by the table.

"Nothing truly significant," he said, "And you?"

Both Aitana and Seaver shook their heads.

"No fishermen saw anything," Seaver said.

"And nobody was suspicious about a postcard written in the victims' handwriting," Aitana added. "Why would they?" She sank down into an empty chair. "I swear, why did this have to happen by the beach again? Beaches are supposed to be fun. Dipping your feet into the water, having sweet coconuts, building sand castles—"

"You do realize that beaches are magnets for bacteria, right?" Spencer interrupted her.

She deadpanned him. "Don't ruin my beaches, Dr. Reid."

"I'm just saying," he raised his hands quickly. "Beach sand contains more fecal bacteria than the seawater. In fact, sand itself is just more dirty than the waters."

"Didn't I just say not to ruin it? I'm pretty sure I just said that."

Spencer scrunched his face. "Sorry."

"Have you ever gone to the beach?"

"I feel like you already know the answer…"

Seaver couldn't help her fit of laughter. "Oh, Reid…"

Aitana was, of course, not surprised at all that he never went to the beach. "You need to go to the beach," she declared.

The idea seemed to horrify Spencer, judging by his wide eyes. "Do you know how many pathogens there are on a beach?"

"Do you know how much fun it is going to the beach? Volleyball, sand castles, swimming — need I go on?" Aitana thought she made a pretty good argument.

"Sand everywhere, salty water and sunburns?" Spencer shook his head. "I'll pass."

Aitana could not believe her ears and yet at the same time, because it was him, she did. "You haven't been to the right ones."

"All beaches are the same, Aitana."

"No they're not. You have to visit a fun one. These American ones…" she made a weak gesture, crinkling her nose, "They're not it. You want fun beaches? Go to Mexico."

"Cancun?" Seaver made the presumption with curiosity. It grew when Aitana shook her head.

"That's a popular tourist spot that is deserving of its reputation but I'm talking about slightly lesser known ones. I get the best, and biggest, coconuts, temporary tattoos, my hair braided, and so much more!"

"But it's still just a beach," Spencer remarked, earning another deadpan from Aitana.

"If you say that one more time, I'm going to hit you."

For some reason, Spencer found himself smiling against the threat.

The only thing that saved him was Hotch's and Morgan's hasty entry into the room. They may have figured out a new angle for their profile which solidified their overall profile.

~0~

While the team delivered the profile, Aitana set herself aside to handle any lingering victim's family wanting to know more information. Now that more victims had been confirmed, it was harder to contain their questions. Aitana didn't want anyone listening in on the profile. There was just one person who managed to grab her attention and mostly because she refused to step out.

"Ma'am, I'm really sorry but you need to follow the others to the family room," Aitana tried gesturing her towards the group, even wanting to lead her there, but the woman refused.

"I know one of your agents," she said much too certain to be a lie.

Aitana paused and studied the woman. "I'm sorry? Who—"

"Derek Morgan — he's my nephew and I really need to speak with him!"

It all clicked for Aitana at that moment. The woman had to be the mother of Morgan's missing cousin. "Oh."

"Please, I really need to talk to him," the woman said.

Aitana knew there was no way the woman would leave on her own. "Yes, okay," she sighed. "But my team is in the middle of a...presentation…" She supposed that would be the simplest explanation for a civilian. "You'll have to wait until Agent Morgan can come speak to you."

The woman dutifully nodded. "Yes, I understand."

"Okay, follow me." Aitana turned to lead her back to the bullpen. She really hoped they were done with the profile but, unfortunately, they were not.

"...until he finds another spot in the ocean to replace this one…" Morgan trailed off when he spotted his aunt beside Aitana.

Aitana could only apologetically smile for bringing his aunt at a time like this. She walked a few steps forwards to meet Morgan because there was no way he was going to continue with the profile with his aunt around.

"I am so sorry," Aitana spoke hushed and quick when Morgan met her. "She said she was with your aunt and she didn't want to leave—"

"It's fine," he told her. He knew exactly how his aunt could be. "I should've expected it. I'll handle it."

"Sorry," Aitana still felt the urge to apologize to him when he walked off to meet his aunt.

~0~

Talking to his aunt seemed like the right thing to happen because it gave the team a whole new angle to look the case from. If Morgan's cousin was really their last victim, it changed the entire way the unsub was abducting the victims. His cousin wouldn't willingly go on a boat which left the land transit as the only other way.

"You know, if the unsub's abducting in transit, how can he cover it up?" Aitana asked the group. "Everything leaves a trace. Buses, trains, whatever."

"I felt like we were close with the charter idea," Rossi said, exchanging glances with Seaver who'd helped pitch the idea earlier. "Maybe he doesn't abduct them off a boat."

"What means of transportation doesn't issue a ticket in advance?" Seaver then asked.

"Passenger trains," Hotch answered with his first thought. "A conductor can hand-write a ticket once you're already on board."

"Actually, most of the smaller stations aren't even manned," Seaver said, "You have to buy tickets on board.

"You know, the train is a concept that attracts people who are trying to start over," Spencer said, "The appeal of escape, of romance."

"So if he's a conductor, he's in a target-rich environment," Aitana said with a horrified face. It was basically a free for all for that guy.

Foreman knocked lightly before coming into the room. "Agent Hotchner, my men pulled a body out of the water. Agent Morgan's at the autopsy now."

The unsub was accelerating the time between victims—what's more is that it appeared he was indeed in the ocean like Aitana had originally feared.

~ 0 ~

With the new victim, Morgan and Spencer were able to deduce that the victim had been a father. It meant that now the unsub was left with the man's child. Time was of true essence! Luckily, Penelope came through quickly.

"I'm getting it now, baby girl." Morgan was right in front of the fax machine watching said paper slide out agonizingly slow. The others watched him yank it off the machine to see the photograph of a man. "That's our victim." It was a direct match to the body he and Spencer had seen earlier.

"My beautiful SSA Derek Morgan, you deserve a raise," Penelope hummed. "Gary Rhymer of Virginia just got full custody after his wife failed drug test number 3."

"So who's the child?" Hotch asked. They had nothing on the child and it was concerning.

"His name is James. He's 15. Enrolled to start school next week in Mount Pleasant, which is east of Charleston," Penelope explained. "Looks like Gary has a sister there."

"How about how their way of traveling?" Spencer curiously asked. They had yet to confirm any specific way their victims had travelled.

" No. Sorry, babe, there's no record of that."

"Just like the others," Seaver said.

Aitana walked into the room looking weary. She had just done another round through the families for the new details they were discovering. "None of the family members could confirm a train line for us. What do we do now? Rule it out?"

"No…" Rossi seemed to be thinking of something the others had not yet caught up with. "There's one person we haven't asked."

"Who?" asked Morgan.

"Your aunt."

As quick as Morgan wanted to shut the idea down, the logical side of him knew it was a fair idea. He would have to talk to her again.

~0~

In half an hour, Penelope had the lucky train line to help narrow down the search even more. "James took the train 3 summers in a row during his parents' divorce. His aunt from South Carolina bought the tickets, filled out the unaccompanied minor paperwork, which is why it didn't show up in my search!"

"And the train line?" Morgan asked, fingers tapping against his side while he waited for the answer.

"Surf Rider," Penelope answered fast. "It makes stops in Jacksonville, Charleston, and Miami."

"Cross-reference your list of boat owners with railroad employees," instructed Hotch.

"Okay!" Penelope would have results in a short minute. "I got a hit on a last name. Chuck Wells, local fisherman, son Blake, conductor on the line. And there it is. He didn't show up for work this week."

"Is there a current address?"

"No. Only a boat in the dad's name, which moved to Norfolk in 2000 when the mom was diagnosed with breast cancer. She died a few months later."

That helped put more puzzle pieces together.

"Dad walked out and the unsub had to punish him for that," Rossi said.

"James doesn't fit the victimology," Spencer cut in, "It doesn't make sense the unsub would take him."

"He picked up on a father-son relationship that reminded him of his own," Morgan reasoned logically given what they had just learned. "What he didn't count on was Gary fighting for James' life."

"How do we know the unsub hasn't already killed James?" Seaver regretted to ask but it was something that had been gnawing at her head for a while now.

"So far he's only punished people who've abandoned their responsibilities. But that's exactly what James is to him now, a responsibility," Rossi explained.

"The unsub's gonna get angrier and angrier at that kid, and when he does, he's gonna become more like his father." Morgan had to wonder if the kid had already figured that out based on what happened earlier.

"Maybe we should start manning the shoreline again…" Aitana felt sick to her stomach saying those words. Even her old wound may have taken an extra jab. It was how they had found the father after all.

Unfortunately, given the new unique situation the unsub now found himself in, Hotch thought it a good idea. As repulsive as it was, they needed to be ready for anything that could happen.

~ 0 ~

"Garcia narrowed the unsub's history with his dad down to two locations," Morgan came back to the group after a long, one-on-one conversation with Penelope. "Seaside pier, which is where Chuck Wells used to dock his boat."

Foreman had joined the group after they disclosed their recent findings. "All the locals do. It's the cheapest spot to tie off," he said.

"She also mentioned a cannery on St. John's River."

"That place went out of business last year. It's abandoned."

That seemed like a ringer already.

"According to Garcia, the dad brought his catch there while the unsub worked the floor. Started at 16, which is roughly the same age as James."

"All right, we'll split up," Hotch decided. "Morgan, you take one SWAT team and go to the cannery. Detective Foreman and I will take the other and we'll go to the docks."

"We can be in both locations in 5 minutes," Foreman told the pair. His gaze then fell on the remaining agents not forming part of their plan.

"We'll man the station, don't worry," said Rossi when he caught on. Foreman offered him a small smile before taking off to gather the other needed officers.

"I'll head to the beach again," Aitana said. "Seaver can stay with the families...if that's alright?"

Seaver nodded. "Of course."

"You want some back up too?" Spencer thought to ask but Aitana shook her head at him.

"Don't worry, Spencer, I wouldn't want you to have to go back to the sandy pathogens," she said with a bemused smile.

He scrunched his face when he concluded that he didn't really have a way to make a comeback for that one. She hadn't even said it rudely and it was for that same reason that he was out of words. He was used to having to defend himself that the one time someone didn't go down that route, he had no idea how to respond.

Aitana laughed to herself and turned to leave. At least she would have something funny to remember while she was out by the ocean waiting for a child's corpse that may or may not appear. A shuddering reality.

~ 0 ~

Morgan and his side of the team would be the ones to find Blake at the dock. It took every part of Morgan not to fire at the man for holding the fifteen year old boy with a knife at his throat. "He's just a kid, Blake. And you don't hurt kids." Whether it was true or not, they had yet to find any evidence against it in their investigation so Morgan would use it as an advantage.

Blake was twitchy, no doubt disoriented from his recent killing spree. "You have no idea who I am."

"I know that you're a smart man. You had a long run at killing under the radar. But I also know that we can learn a lot from a man like you. See, studying men like you is my responsibility. And I'm telling you, if you let James go, we can be a part of your life. We won't abandon you, Blake." And that was essentially was Blake was summed down to.

"What makes you think I want to teach you?" sneered Blake.

"Look at your alternative, man. My guys are ready." Morgan had a full flock of armed men and women ready to take aim as soon as he gave the sign. Blake wasn't stupid at all. He would get the idea. "They will take the shot and they will kill you. What happens after that, Blake? Do you really think you're gonna get to see your mom again? Or maybe it'll just be cold...dark, empty. Like the water where you put your dad. It's your choice, man."

Blake deliberated for a couple minutes. Morgan paid attention to the man's white knuckles gripping the knife against the teenager's neck. Any sudden movement and he would give the 'go' sign.

Luckily, Blake gave in.

The only step afterwards was to finally give the victims' families closure. For Morgan, it was a lot more personal given the unconfirmed fifth victim. He played it entirely like an agent would and even though Blake saw through it for one second, he still fell for the trap. It just left Morgan with the same questions as before. He would probably never find out what happened to his cousin. But just because he would never know didn't mean his aunt would have to live with the same burden.

~ 0 ~

Aitana wanted to make sure that the beach was clear of any evidence of what happened. It was the least she could do for the neighborhood and the victims themselves. They deserve proper burials. She started as many procedures for each of the victims to be returned to the families.

"Serrano?" Hotch startled her in the tent where most of the victims bones were in the process of being bagged.

She turned around and came a few steps away from the fifth victim's remains. "Do we still know who this last one is?"

Hotch shook his head. "No."

So it wasn't Morgan's cousin, Aitana felt for Morgan and his aunt. It had to be rattling not knowing what happened to the poor girl. "Well, I'll see to it that the bones get sent to a cemetery anyways."

"That's not really part of your duties," Hotch said as a reminder and not reprimanding for taking on tasks that weren't part of her normal assignments. He already knew what she attempted to do, after all.

"I know," Aitana agreed. "But I need to do it. For sheer human decency."

"Right." Hotch wouldn't push her. She wasn't the first agent to come back after their first injury from an Unsub. He would just do what he could from his end to help the transition. "I need to postpone your evaluation."

Aitana blinked in surprise. "What? Again? But I'm good—"

"It's me," Hotch clarified. "I have some things to do for Strauss, so...you get some more time to think about where you would like to go if you prefer to leave the BAU."

"Right…" Aitana cleared her throat, "Um, well, I'll think."

"We're heading out in a couple minutes," Hotch said after a moment. It was ironic that he couldn't tell whether or not she was inclined to stay. It was a bit refreshing.

"Aitana?" Spencer poked his head into the tent. "You called?"

Aitana cleared her throat again. She nodded fast then turned for the table. "I'll be done soon, Hotch, I promise."

"Please," the man said sternly. As much leeway as he wanted to offer her, they were on a schedule to get back home. He turned to leave and warned Spencer as well they had about 15 minutes.

"Sorry, I just wanted to see if you could add anything else for this victim." Aitana had moved to their unidentified victim's bones. "I'm trying to see if we could leave the preliminary profile for the precinct and they can hopefully match it to a missing person case."

"I'm pretty sure they would do that on their own," Spencer said and Aitana nearly cut him off to make her case.

"I know but I want to help before we leave," she spoke rather quickly. It earned her a full study from him in return. She sighed. "I know it's not part of my job, I just...you don't have to say it. I know what I'm doing and I will fix it in the next case. Right now, can you please just help me?"

"Of course." Spencer sincerely hoped she was being honest because she really couldn't afford to do this with every case of theirs. She would never be finished and worst of all, it would bury her.

He offered her and her report as much he could to help her out. She handed the report to Foreman herself with the desire for him to finish the last piece of the case.

Aitana was quiet when they stepped out of the tent. "Thanks." Maybe their work would be futile but at least she tried.

"No problem but, um, if you ever want to talk — it doesn't have to be me — you can always find someone in the team." He may be overstepping but it was better to do so than let Aitana get swallowed up by her problems. He knew what that felt like.

"I know you guys don't believe me but I'm good. I have a bad scar but I'm good."

"It's just...I had a friend many years ago who was badly hurt by an unsub, almost to the point of death, and she said she was fine but she wasn't. She ended up leaving the BAU after it got to be too much." It was odd bringing up Elle after so many years of radio silence from her. Even when Penelope was shot he didn't really think about it as much as he had with Aitana. Of course at that time Emily was still around with no possible implication of her dying too. But, in all honesty, what right did he have dumping this on Aitana now? It was his problem, his way of thinking. He had the responsibility to figure it out and move on.

And so it was especially difficult to hear Aitana apologizing to him.

"I'm sorry about your friend," she said. "Do you still talk to her?"

"No," he shook his head. "The day she left is the day we lost contact with her."

"Oh…" Aitana didn't know what to say then. It had to be horrible losing a friend like that. A part of her felt actual guilt because this superficial incident apparently brought up deeper feelings for Spencer. "But there are big differences here. My injury is just a scar now. I wasn't close to death at any point. But you want to know why I'm okay?" Spencer nodded. "Because I have gone through much worse. I was in the middle of a massacre. I survived but I still lost two years of my life because of it. Then I had to work on reintegration. Coming back from that was ten times harder than it was coming back from this. I don't know if it's good or bad but this is pretty much how I felt it."

"It does make sense," Spencer admitted. He hadn't thought about her previous life in WPP. Of course those 2 years would seem like hell for her. "I'm sorry. It's really my problem—"

"Like you said, it does make sense," Aitana shrugged her shoulders. "No need to explain anything. Sometimes we can't help but to think a certain way and you, my friend, happen to think a lot."

They shared a small laugh.

"The only thing I guess I do have to admit is why I worked extra hard on this case, but I'm sure you guys already figured that out."

Spencer nodded. "Your first case back after being out for a while?"

"Yeah," Aitana scrunched her face. "I may have to talk to Hotch more because he pushed back my evaluation again."

"If you're being honest, he'll see it and you guys will get to sit down to talk."

Aitana hummed. She started heading out, prompting Spencer to follow. "C'mon, we should go before they leave us."

"Garcia would be on them if they did," Spencer's response had Aitana laughing.

"I can see it, but maybe it'll give me an extra day to actually enjoy this sight — look at it!" She had turned to face the ocean now boasting a beautiful red sky as the sun was close to setting. "I get the feeling Penelope would agree with me here." She sent Spencer a specific glance for his words from before.

"Seriously," he began, his hands sliding into his pockets, "If you only knew about the never-ending — and drug resistant — bacteria spread by seagull feces, you'd see my point."

"I really doubt that," she said with a small laugh. "I'll give you a point for the seagulls, though, because they're so damn annoying. I understand that what you're saying is true. I'm sorry if I came across as me being dismissive—that was never my intention—but just hear me out."

Because she somehow found a way to make things so casual and even playful over something the others would have definitely passed over, Spencer motioned her to make her point. He was fairly interested in seeing her do it.

"I hear your 'sand everywhere, salty water and sunburns' and I raise you sandcastles, riding on a stupid banana boat waiting to get thrown off, and a nice umbrella keeping you completely safe from the sun." Aitana waited with her palms turned up in a 'what do you think?' gesture.

Spencer nodded, acknowledging each of her alternatives but he couldn't hide the disdain for each one of them. "Yeah, no…" he shook his head in the end. "I heard 'sand in your pants, crashing into people as you're thrown from what has to be a boat that hasn't been disinfected in ages, and an umbrella waiting to fall on you'."

Aitana couldn't believe her ears. "Unbelievable. How dare you turn my family vacations into that?" She turned away from the ocean to head back to the car.

"I can't believe you never thought about it," Spencer followed her. He had plenty of more alternatives if she was still unconvinced about the terrible place that were beaches.

"Don't talk to me for the rest of the ride back!" Aitana warned him then threw out something about "beach hater" that just made Spencer laugh.

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Tell me about river restoration!

river restoration is soo cool and important!! dams, levees, and other human-made structures really, really decimate river ecology, and therefore the entire ecosystem. they fragment rivers and destroy their natural function. here in the pacific northwest, species like salmon and orca have been enormously negatively impacted by dammed rivers, not to mention the cultural impact to peoples who have held deep reciprocal relationships with rivers for thousands of years.

one of the best things we can do to restore a river's health is to remove dams. this helps de-channelize rivers (makes them less deep/narrow) and restores downstream sediment flow, floodplains, and access for migratory species like salmonids. the elwha river is an amazing example of how dam removal can positively impact an ecosystem. we're still fighting for the removal of the lower four snake river dams, a series of outdated and largely useless dams that are heavily impeding salmon migration and have caused a significant decline in the returning salmon population. unfortunately the bonneville power administration, alongside agricultural shipping and other corporate interests, have a stranglehold on the river.

in a world racked by mass extinction and corporate domination of natural resources, free rivers are one of the ways that we can help restore precious ecosystems before it's too late. human control of rivers is deeply rooted in capitalist white supremacy and must be abolished.

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Polyacrylamide: A Versatile Polymer for Various Applications

Polyacrylamide, often abbreviated as PAM, is a synthetic polymer with a wide range of applications. It has gained significant attention due to its excellent performance and versatility. In this article, we will explore the uses, properties, and preparation of polyacrylamide while highlighting its significance in different industries.

Polyacrylamide is commonly used in water treatment processes. It acts as a flocculant, helping to separate solid particles from wastewater and improving the overall water quality. With its high molecular weight and charge density, polyacrylamide effectively aggregates suspended particles, facilitating their removal during sedimentation or filtration.

The water treatment industry extensively utilizes polyacrylamide to treat various types of wastewater. Whether it's municipal sewage, industrial effluents, or agricultural runoff, polyacrylamide proves to be an efficient solution for reducing pollutant levels and ensuring environmental compliance.

Furthermore, polyacrylamide finds applications in diverse fields such as medicine, food, and cosmetics. In medicine, it is utilized for drug delivery systems, tissue engineering, and wound healing. Its unique ability to form hydrogels makes it an ideal candidate for controlled release and targeted drug delivery.

In the food industry, polyacrylamide is employed as a thickening agent and stabilizer in processed foods, providing improved texture and shelf-life. Additionally, it finds use in cosmetics for its film-forming and moisturizing properties, making it valuable in skincare products.

When it comes to the preparation of polyacrylamide, it can be synthesized through free radical polymerization of acrylamide monomers. Various factors such as temperature, initiator concentration, and reaction time influence the polymerization process and result in polyacrylamide with different molecular weights and structures.

It's important to note that polyacrylamide is non-biodegradable and thus requires cautious handling and disposal. However, its non-toxic nature at low concentrations ensures its safe usage in various applications.

The price of polyacrylamide varies depending on factors like grade, purity, and quantity. Generally, it is priced per ton or per kilogram. For specific pricing details, it is advisable to contact reliable polyacrylamide suppliers who can provide accurate information based on your requirements.

In conclusion, polyacrylamide offers numerous advantages and finds extensive use in various industries. Its water treatment capabilities, along with its significant role in medicine, food, and cosmetics, make it an indispensable polymer. By understanding the properties and uses of polyacrylamide, industries can harness its potential to address challenges and improve processes.

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Drawdown of Klamath River Reservoirs

The Klamath River in southern Oregon and northern California is now running freer. In late 2023 and early 2024, four of the six dams along the river were breached and reservoirs drained. These actions were part of an effort to restore hundreds of miles of riparian habitat. It is thought to be the largest dam removal project in history.

The four dams—Iron Gate, Copco No. 1, Copco No. 2, and J.C. Boyle—were built between 1918 and 1962 to generate electricity. Facing steep costs to modernize them in the early 2000s, the utility that owned the dams opted for deconstruction instead. In addition to removing aging infrastructure, the project is expected to eliminate the ecosystem and human health risks posed by toxic algae, which has regularly reached harmful levels in the reservoirs since 2005. Restoration efforts will focus on revegetating hundreds of acres and reinvigorating fish populations in what was once the third most productive river for salmon on the West Coast.

The first dam to be removed, Copco No. 2, was also the smallest; that project wrapped up in September 2023. Copco No. 2 did not impound a reservoir but rather diverted the river’s flow through a tunnel system to a powerhouse downstream.

More-visible changes would come later, after the image on the left was acquired with the OLI-2 (Operational Land Imager-2) on Landsat 9 on December 23, 2023. At that time, the Iron Gate, Copco No. 1, and J.C. Boyle (upstream and not in view) dams were still holding back water. Drawdown of the Iron Gate Reservoir began on January 11, 2024, followed by the controlled release of water from Copco Lake and J.C. Boyle Reservoir.

By February 15, the initial phase of drawdown was complete, according to a news release from the Klamath River Renewal Corporation (KRRC), the organization managing the project. The result is evident in the second image (right), acquired with the OLI-2 on Landsat 9 on February 25. A river channel meanders through the beds of the drained reservoirs.

The KRRC estimated that 5 million cubic yards of sediment previously held behind dams would travel downstream during this drawdown phase. Scientists expect the release of sediment early in the project to degrade water quality in the near term, increasing turbidity and lowering dissolved oxygen content. “The river is undoing a century of being impacted by these dams, and that may look messy right now,” said NOAA fisheries biologist Shari Witmore in a statement.

A steady supply of river sediment will help build up habitat for organisms downstream, transport nutrients, and replenish coastlines over the long term. The Klamath is one of many river systems, especially in the Northern Hemisphere, to have gone without many of these benefits for decades. A recent analysis of Landsat and hydrological data found that 20th-century dam building in North America, Europe, and Asia has halved the global delivery of suspended sediment from rivers to the oceans relative to pre-dam conditions.

Researchers have documented rapid and long-lasting ecological gains following other dam removal and river restoration projects, such as the one on the Elwha River in Washington state in the 2010s. To jumpstart restoration on the Klamath, NOAA Fisheries, the Bureau of Reclamation, tribes, and other partners are conducting controlled water releases from dams farther upstream to maximize the movement of sediment and minimize impacts to fish.

In the coming months, the three remaining dam structures will be completely disassembled. The removal of Copco No. 1, a concrete arch dam, began in March; Iron Gate and J.C. Boyle, both earthen dams, will be deconstructed after the spring runoff period. The removal of all three is slated to be complete before the fall Chinook salmon run. Restoration of the approximately 1,300 acres that were previously underwater has already begun with the dispersal of climate-adapted seeds collected throughout the watershed.

NASA Earth Observatory images by Michala Garrison, using Landsat data from the U.S. Geological Survey. Story by Lindsey Doermann.

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Maelstroms, also known as whirlpools, are natural phenomena characterized by powerful, rotating currents of water. These vortexes can be found in various bodies of water, including rivers, oceans, and even bayous. However, one might wonder why these swirling whirlpools seem to be lighter and easier for space aliens to navigate in bayous.

The key to understanding this lies in the unique composition and structure of bayous. These slow-moving, swampy streams are commonly found in low-lying areas near the coast and are characterized by shallow waters, abundant vegetation, and a large amount of sediment. This combination of factors contributes to the lightweight nature of maelstroms in bayous.

Firstly, bayous tend to have lower water levels compared to other bodies of water, which means there is less resistance to the flow of water. This allows the maelstroms to spin faster and with less force, making them easier for space aliens to navigate. Additionally, the vegetation in bayous, such as water lilies and cypress trees, acts as a natural barrier, breaking up the force of the current and making it easier for aliens to move through the water.

Moreover, the large amount of sediment found in bayous also plays a role in the lightweight maelstroms. Sediments, such as sand and mud, tend to settle at the bottom of the water, reducing the depth and weight of the body of water. This results in a lighter and more manageable maelstrom for space aliens to navigate.

Another factor to consider is the temperature of bayous. These waterways are often warmer than other bodies of water, due to their shallow nature and the presence of vegetation. Warm water is less dense than cold water, which means that the maelstroms in bayous are less weighty and easier for aliens to traverse.

Finally, the unique topography of bayous also contributes to the lightweight nature of maelstroms. Unlike the deep, open waters of oceans, bayous are often narrow and twist through the landscape. This creates a more contained and controlled environment for the maelstroms, making them less erratic and easier for aliens to navigate through.

In conclusion, the lightweight nature of maelstroms in bayous can be attributed to a combination of factors, including lower water levels, vegetation, sediment, warm water, and the topography of these unique waterways. These characteristics make bayous an ideal habitat for space aliens to navigate and explore, adding to the mysterious and otherworldly nature of these natural whirlpools.

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Understanding Structural and Non-Structural River Erosion Works: A Comprehensive Overview

Introduction: Rivers play a vital role in shaping the Earth’s landscape, but their dynamic nature can pose challenges, particularly in the form of erosion. Erosion, the process of wearing away the land, can lead to significant changes in river courses, threatening infrastructure, ecosystems, and human settlements. To mitigate these challenges, engineers and environmentalists employ a combination…

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Safeguarding Dublin's Water Systems: Legionella and Fire Safety in Tank Cleaning

Water tank cleaning in Dublin is not just about maintaining hygiene; it's also about ensuring safety from Legionella bacteria and fire hazards. Understanding the profound application of both aspects is crucial for safeguarding public health and property.

Importance of Water Tank Cleaning:

Regular water tank cleaning dublin is essential to prevent contamination and ensure the delivery of safe, clean water. In Dublin, where water quality is paramount, maintaining tanks free from sediment buildup, algae, and bacterial growth is vital for public health.

Mitigating Legionella Risks:

Legionella bacteria thrive in stagnant water environments, such as poorly maintained water tanks. Legionnaires' disease, a severe form of pneumonia caused by inhaling Legionella bacteria, poses a significant health risk. Regular tank cleaning and disinfection protocols are imperative to mitigate Legionella growth and prevent outbreaks.

Proactive Fire Safety Measures:

Water tanks also play a crucial role in fire safety systems, providing the necessary water supply for firefighting operations. However, neglected tanks can become breeding grounds for fire hazards. Accumulated debris, corrosion, and microbial growth compromise the tank's integrity, reducing its effectiveness in firefighting scenarios.

Integration of Legionella and Fire Safety:

The intersection of Legionella control and legionella and fire safe in water tank cleaning is paramount. Neglecting either aspect not only jeopardizes public health but also compromises fire safety measures. A comprehensive cleaning and maintenance regimen address both concerns simultaneously, ensuring optimal performance and safety.

Professional Solutions for Comprehensive Protection:

In Dublin, professional water tank cleaning services offer comprehensive solutions tailored to address Legionella risks and fire safety concerns. Utilizing advanced cleaning techniques, such as high-pressure washing and disinfection, professionals ensure thorough removal of contaminants while preserving the tank's structural integrity.

Adherence to Regulatory Standards:

Compliance with regulatory standards is essential for water tank cleaning in Dublin. Regulatory bodies impose stringent guidelines to safeguard public health and ensure fire safety compliance. Professional cleaning services adhere to these standards, providing reassurance of effective Legionella control and fire safety measures.

Water tank cleaning in Dublin goes beyond mere maintenance—it's about safeguarding public health and property from Legionella contamination and fire hazards. Safersolutions.ie offers professional services that prioritize comprehensive protection, integrating Legionella control and fire safety measures to ensure optimal performance and safety.

Remember, regular maintenance and professional cleaning are the cornerstones of a robust water tank management strategy, promoting health, safety, and peace of mind for Dublin residents and businesses alike.

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7 Ways Floods Can Impact Your Solar Energy System

In an era where renewable energy sources are increasingly becoming a cornerstone of sustainable development, harnessing the power of the sun via solar installation Sydney has emerged as a vital strategy for many. The transition towards utilising this form of energy is not just a matter of environmental preservation but also economic prudence and energy security. However, as we navigate this transition, it's crucial to understand that the technologies we deploy are not immune to the challenges posed by nature's fury. Among these challenges, flooding stands out as a particularly formidable foe, capable of affecting energy systems in ways that are both complex and far-reaching.

Flooding, a natural disaster that can strike with little to no warning, brings with it a torrent of water that inundates the land. For those relying on energy systems that draw power from the sun, these events pose a unique set of challenges. The resilience and reliability of these systems during and after flood events are of paramount concern, not only for the sustainability of energy supply but also for the safety and economic well-being of the communities they serve.

The following guide delves into the multifaceted impact floods can have on solar energy systems, highlighting the critical areas of concern.

Physical Damage to Panels and Infrastructure

Floodwaters can wreak havoc on the physical components of energy systems, including panels and support structures. The sheer force of flowing water and floating debris can cause breakage, dislodgment, or destruction of the panels. Support structures may also be weakened or washed away, leading to a need for comprehensive repairs or replacements. This physical damage not only incurs significant costs but also interrupts energy production, leading to a loss of income and increased downtime.

Electrical System Failures

The electrical systems that connect the panels to the grid and homes are particularly vulnerable to water intrusion. Floodwaters can short-circuit inverters, transformers, and wiring, posing serious safety risks and potentially leading to fires. The recovery process involves not just drying out and cleaning the components but often completing replacements to ensure safety and functionality.

Sediment and Debris Accumulation

Flooding often leaves behind a layer of sediment and debris that can cover panels, significantly reducing their efficiency. The process of cleaning this residue is not only labour-intensive but may also require specialised equipment or services. In some cases, the accumulated debris can cause lasting damage to the panel surfaces, necessitating their replacement.

Ground Erosion and Foundation Instability

The force of floodwaters can erode the ground around the foundation supports of panel installations, leading to instability or tilting. This not only affects the physical integrity of the installation but can also decrease energy efficiency as the optimal angle of the panels to the sun is compromised. Addressing this issue may require extensive ground restoration and realignment of the panels.

Impact on Energy Storage Systems

Many energy systems include storage solutions like batteries to ensure a continuous power supply. Floods can severely damage these storage systems, leading to potential leaks of hazardous materials and loss of stored energy. Restoring or replacing these systems can be costly and time-consuming, impacting the overall resilience of the energy supply.

Disruption to Monitoring and Control Systems

The ability to monitor and control the operation of an energy system is crucial for its efficiency and safety. Floods can damage the sensors and control systems that facilitate this monitoring, leading to a loss of control over the system. This can exacerbate the impact of the flood, as timely adjustments to the system's operation cannot be made without these capabilities.

Long-Term Degradation

Beyond the immediate impacts, flooding can also contribute to the long-term degradation of components. Prolonged exposure to water and moisture can accelerate wear and tear, reducing the lifespan of panels and other components. This degradation may not be immediately apparent but can significantly affect the long-term viability and efficiency of the energy system.

At the end of the day, the resilience of energy systems against flooding is a critical consideration in their design, maintenance, and operation. As we've explored, floods can impact these systems in numerous ways, from immediate physical damage to long-term degradation. Addressing these challenges requires not only robust design and construction practices but also effective disaster preparedness and response strategies. Investments in flood-resistant technologies, early warning systems, and community education can mitigate some of these impacts, ensuring that energy systems remain reliable and safe even in the face of natural disasters.

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Find The Top STP & ETP Plant Manufacturer In Noida

The Netsol Water-manufactured & operated sewage treatment plant, also the effluent treatment plant, is an excellent facility designed to effectively treat & purify wastewater. These treatment facilities can eliminate a variety of contaminants & toxins from sewage, such as chemical compounds, bacteria, viruses, or biological waste, thanks to their cutting-edge contemporary technology & sturdy structural construction.

By offering its clients an affordable wastewater treatment plant facility & all the assurances, both before & after the machinery & equipment are created, Netsol Water has achieved remarkable market success. Obtaining this unit would be simple if you contacted Noida-based Netsol Water, a manufacturer of STP or ETP facilities. Netsol Water is always available to assist our clients & has locations around the nation.

This sort of wastewater treatment plant system includes the following significant sedimentation(for the setting of fine impure particles), filtration, organic constituents treatment, disinfection, & screening-out among its treatment processes. Control systems & contemporary sensors have been integrated to guarantee finest (almost closer to an ideal condition) & effective operation. Netsol Water is quickly establishing itself as Noida's most affordable STP-ETP treatment plant system manufacturer. Netsol Water is the best stp and etp plant manufacturer in noida at best affordable price.

A summary of implementation strategy for ETPs-STPs

The technology utilized in STPs is easy to set up & keep up. In general, you may get it from the STP Manufacturer in Noida. It might be beneficial in various circumstances, especially in home, business, & industrial ones.

Manufacturer of STPs-ETP Treatment Plants based in Noida

However, wastewater, whether sewage or industrial effluent, is required to be purified & treated prior to being reintroduced into the environment-ecosystem. Waste material produced by industrial activities is cleaned & disposed of by an ETP, which can be acquired from Noida ETP Plant Suppliers. An ETP's responsibility is to remove harmful substances as well as pollutants from wastewater so that it meets all legal & environmental criteria.

Physical, chemical, or biological techniques are utilized extensively in the treatment process to remove contaminants & toxins from wastewater. Wastewater is subjected to physical methods such as screening, sedimentation, & filtration to remove suspended & solid contaminants.

To eliminate scattered, dissolved materials or particles from the raw wastewater, a variety of retarders along with additional chemical compounds classified as flocculants or coagulants are injected into the tanks. Microorganisms are essential to biological processes because they decompose organic materials present in wastewater.

Numerous applications of STP-ETP treatment plants

Clothing-related Factories: The textile sector needs a lot of ETP-STP operations to handle wastewater generated by printing, dying, & finishing processes. Because wastewater can include dangerous materials like dyes, solvents, & even heavy metals that, if dumped haphazardly untreated, might worsen the state of the ecosystem & the environment.

The pharmaceutical business produces wastewater, sometimes referred to as effluent or sewage, which contains active medications & poses a risk to human health & the environment. Before wastewater is discharged into the environment, ETPs serve to remove impurities & ensure that it complies with legal criteria. The producers of ETP treatment plants have them easily accessible.

The food & beverage industries: ETPs frequently serve for wastewater treatment & control from industrial operations including distilling, bottling, or condensing, as well as wastewater from sanitation & processing equipment. Cleaning, refining, & treating wastewater from effluent sources is necessary to get rid of organic detritus, excess organic nutrients, & other impurities.

Chemical Production Industry: During industrial operations such as purification & various forms of chemical synthesis, wastewater treatment is a crucial function of ETPs. The effluent may contain bases, acids, & hazardous chemicals that are harmful to human health & the environment.

Conclusion

Be aware that just an established & reliable STP-ETP producer can handle all of the ensuing procedures & issues to provide their customers with top-notch treatment facilities in Noida. Offering a wide range of various products & parts, Netsol Water, one of the top producers, has continuously been an anchor as well as foundation of the industry.

Netsol Water is a leading manufacturing company in the Noida area because of their efforts & reliability, which also affects how much technology companies may add to their products.

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The Environmental Benefits of Using Geotextile Fabric

In recent years, there has been a growing emphasis on sustainable construction practices and environmental conservation. One such innovation that has gained prominence is the use of geotextile fabric. This synthetic material, produced by Geo fabric manufacturers in India, is revolutionizing the construction and environmental industries. From erosion control to waste management, the applications of geotextile fabric are vast and varied. This article delves into the environmental benefits of using geotextile fabric, highlighting its significance in promoting eco-friendly practices.

What is Geotextile Fabric? Geotextile fabric, commonly referred to as geo fabric sheet in India, is a permeable textile material. It is manufactured using synthetic polymers such as polypropylene or polyester. The fabric's unique structure allows water to pass through while retaining soil particles, making it ideal for various civil engineering and environmental applications.

Erosion Control: One of the primary environmental benefits of geotextile fabric is its effectiveness in erosion control. Soil erosion is a significant environmental concern that can lead to land degradation, loss of biodiversity, and sedimentation in water bodies. Geo fabric sheet in India is used to stabilize slopes, embankments, and riverbanks, preventing soil erosion caused by water runoff and wind.

Soil Reinforcement: Geo fabric manufacturers in India produce geotextile fabric that enhances the mechanical properties of soil. When used in soil reinforcement applications, the fabric acts as a stabilizing agent, increasing the soil's bearing capacity and reducing settlement. This minimizes the need for extensive earthworks, thereby conserving natural resources and reducing carbon emissions associated with heavy machinery.

Waste Management: Geotextile fabric plays a crucial role in waste management practices. It is commonly used in landfill liners and caps to prevent the leaching of contaminants into the soil and groundwater. Additionally, geo fabric sheet in India is utilized in wastewater treatment systems to filter out impurities, ensuring cleaner discharge into the environment.

Infrastructure Development: The use of geotextile fabric has become increasingly prevalent in infrastructure development projects such as roads, railways, and airports. It serves as a separation layer between different construction materials, preventing intermixing and maintaining structural integrity. This prolongs the lifespan of infrastructure assets and reduces the need for frequent repairs and maintenance, leading to long-term environmental benefits.

Cost-Effective Solution: Aside from its environmental advantages, geotextile fabric offers a cost-effective solution for various construction and environmental challenges. By reducing the need for traditional construction materials and techniques, geo fabric manufacturers in India help in lowering project costs while delivering sustainable outcomes.

The Role of Geo Sheet Manufacturers in India Geo sheet manufacturers in India play a pivotal role in promoting the adoption of geotextile fabric for environmental conservation. By producing high-quality Geo fabric sheet in India, these manufacturers enable construction companies, government agencies, and environmental organizations to implement sustainable solutions for various projects. Moreover, local manufacturing reduces the carbon footprint associated with importing geotextiles, making it an environmentally friendly choice.

Geo sheet manufacturers in India play a crucial role in advancing sustainable construction and environmental conservation practices. By producing high-quality geotextile fabrics tailored to meet diverse project requirements, these manufacturers enable the implementation of eco-friendly solutions across various sectors. Their commitment to quality, innovation, and environmental responsibility contributes to reducing the carbon footprint associated with construction activities while promoting the efficient use of natural resources.

Conclusion The environmental benefits of using geotextile fabric are undeniable, making it an indispensable material for sustainable development. From controlling soil erosion and promoting sustainable construction to improving drainage systems, geotextiles offer versatile solutions that protect our planet's natural resources and ecosystems. With the active involvement of geo sheet manufacturers in India, the adoption of geotextile fabric is expected to grow, driving positive change towards a greener and more sustainable future.

Frequently Asked Questions

What are the different types of geotextile fabric available? Geotextile fabric is available in various types, including woven, non-woven, and knitted. Each type has specific characteristics suited for different applications, such as erosion control, soil stabilization, and drainage systems.

How does geotextile fabric contribute to soil conservation? Geotextile fabric acts as a barrier that prevents soil erosion by stabilizing the soil structure and reducing the impact of external factors like rainfall, wind, and water currents. This helps in preserving soil fertility and maintaining the integrity of the landscape.

Are geo sheet manufacturers in India producing eco-friendly products? Yes, many geo sheet manufacturers in India are committed to producing eco-friendly geotextile fabric by using sustainable materials and manufacturing processes. This ensures that the products meet international environmental standards while promoting responsible consumption and production.

Can geotextile fabric be recycled? Yes, geotextile fabric can be recycled and reused in various applications, reducing the demand for new materials and minimizing waste. Recycling geotextiles contributes to circular economy principles and enhances sustainability efforts in the construction and environmental sectors.

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Sustainable Waste Management Practices in Agricultural Chains Factory

In the manufacturing process of agricultural chains, ensuring responsible waste management and reducing environmental pollution is for the agricultural chains factory. These factories implement a range of strategies and initiatives to handle production waste and pollutants in an environmentally sustainable manner. This article explores the various approaches adopted by the agricultural chains factory to address waste management challenges and promote environmental stewardship.

The Agricultural chains factory prioritizes waste segregation as a fundamental step in their waste management practices. Different types of waste, including metal scraps, plastics, lubricants, and packaging materials, are segregated at the source to facilitate proper disposal or recycling. By segregating waste streams, factories streamline the recycling process and reduce contamination, thereby improving the recovery of valuable resources.

Recycling is a key component of waste management in the

agricultural chains factory. Factories collaborate with certified recycling facilities to recycle metal scraps, plastic components, and other recyclable materials generated during the manufacturing process. Recycling programs not only reduce the volume of waste sent to landfills but also conserve natural resources and reduce the environmental impact of raw material extraction.

The agricultural chains factory explores opportunities to reuse or repurpose waste materials within its operations. For example, metal scraps may be melted down and used to produce new chain links or components, while plastic packaging materials may be repurposed for secondary packaging or non-structural applications. By promoting reuse and repurposing, factories reduce waste generation and extend the lifespan of materials, contributing to resource efficiency and circular economy principles.

Effluent treatment is a critical aspect of pollution control in the agricultural chains factory. Factories implement effluent treatment systems to treat wastewater generated during the manufacturing process, removing contaminants and pollutants before discharge into water bodies or municipal treatment facilities. Effluent treatment technologies such as sedimentation, filtration, and biological treatment ensure compliance with environmental regulations and protect water quality.

The agricultural chains factory implements pollution prevention measures to reduce the generation of hazardous pollutants and emissions. This includes optimizing manufacturing processes to reduce material losses, implementing spill prevention and containment protocols, and upgrading equipment to reduce emissions of volatile organic compounds (VOCs) and other air pollutants. Pollution prevention measures help factories mitigate environmental risks and safeguard the health of employees and surrounding communities.

Energy efficiency initiatives play a vital role in waste management and pollution control in the agricultural chains factory. Factories invest in energy-efficient equipment, implement process optimization measures, and adopt renewable energy sources such as solar or wind power to reduce energy consumption and lower greenhouse gas emissions. By improving energy efficiency, factories not only reduce their environmental footprint but also lower operating costs and enhance competitiveness.

Emission control technologies are deployed in the agricultural chain factory to capture and neutralize harmful emissions generated during manufacturing operations. Factories install air pollution control devices such as scrubbers, catalytic converters, and electrostatic precipitators to remove particulate matter, volatile organic compounds (VOCs), and other pollutants from exhaust gases. Emission control measures ensure compliance with air quality regulations and protect the health of workers and neighboring communities.

The agricultural chains factory implements environmental management systems (EMS) to systematically identify, monitor, and mitigate environmental risks associated with their operations. EMS frameworks such as ISO 14001 provide a structured approach to environmental management, enabling factories to establish environmental objectives, track performance metrics, and continuously improve their environmental performance. By adopting EMS principles, factories demonstrate their commitment to environmental responsibility and sustainability.

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Dive into Quality: India's Premier Pond Liner Manufacturer Revealed

Introduction:

In the realm of water management, pond liners play a crucial role in preserving water resources, preventing seepage, and maintaining the integrity of ponds, lakes, reservoirs, and other water bodies. As a leading manufacturer and supplier of pond liners in Gujarat, Ahmedabad, and across India, Singhal Industries offer durable, and sustainable solutions for pond lining applications. In this comprehensive guide, we will delve into the significance of pond liners, explore the offerings of Singhal Industries, and address common questions related to pond liners.

The Importance of Pond Liners:

Pond Liners Suppliers in Gujarat serve a crucial role in water management and conservation efforts, offering a protective barrier between the water and the surrounding soil. The importance of pond liners can be understood through several key factors:

Preventing Seepage and Leakage: One of the primary functions of pond liners is to prevent seepage and leakage of water from the pond into the surrounding soil. Without a liner, water can seep through the soil, leading to loss of water, destabilization of the pond structure, and potential damage to nearby infrastructure. Pond liners effectively seal the pond, ensuring that water remains contained within the designated area.

Preserving Water Resources: Pond liners help in conserving water resources by reducing evaporation and seepage losses. By minimizing water loss through seepage, pond liners enable efficient utilization of water for irrigation, aquaculture, landscaping, and other purposes. This preservation of water resources is especially critical in regions facing water scarcity or drought conditions.

Maintaining Water Quality: Pond liners contribute to maintaining the quality and cleanliness of pond water by preventing contamination from external sources. Without a liner, pollutants, sediments, and chemicals from the surrounding soil can leach into the water, causing degradation of water quality and posing risks to aquatic life and human health. Pond liners act as a protective barrier, safeguarding the water from external contaminants and ensuring a healthy aquatic environment.

Preventing Soil Erosion: Pond liners help in preventing soil erosion by stabilizing the pond banks and preventing sedimentation. By creating a sealed barrier between the water and the soil, pond liners reduce the erosive forces of water movement along the pond edges. This helps to maintain the structural integrity of the pond and prevents loss of soil, nutrients, and organic matter into the water body.

Creating Habitat for Aquatic Life: Pond liners create a stable habitat for aquatic life by providing a controlled environment with stable water levels and consistent water quality. This promotes the growth and proliferation of aquatic plants, fish, and other organisms, supporting biodiversity and ecological balance within the pond ecosystem.

In summary, pond liners play a crucial role in water management by preventing seepage, conserving water resources, maintaining water quality, preventing soil erosion, and creating habitat for aquatic life. Their importance extends beyond mere containment, contributing to the sustainability and resilience of aquatic ecosystems and human communities reliant on water resources.

Singhal Industries: Your Trusted Pond Liner Supplier:

Singhal Industries Private Limited is a renowned manufacturer and supplier of high-quality Pond Lining Manufacturers in Ahmedabad, and across India. With a focus on innovation, quality, and customer satisfaction, Singhal Industries offers a wide range of pond liners tailored to meet the diverse needs of its customers.

Why Choose Singhal Industries?

Singhal Industries stands out as a premier choice for customers seeking reliable and high-quality pond liners in Gujarat, Ahmedabad, and across India. Here are several reasons why choosing Singhal Industries is advantageous:

Quality Assurance: Singhal Industries prioritizes quality across every aspect of its operations. From sourcing raw materials to manufacturing processes and final product inspection, stringent quality control measures are in place to ensure that only the highest quality pond liners reach the customers. By maintaining consistent quality standards, Singhal Industries builds trust and reliability among its clientele.

Diverse Product Range: Singhal Industries offers a diverse range of pond liners to cater to various needs and preferences. Whether customers require HDPE pond liners, LLDPE pond liners, or PVC pond liners, Singhal Industries has a solution. This extensive product range ensures that customers can find the perfect pond liners to suit their requirements.

Customization Options: Recognizing that different projects have unique requirements, Singhal Industries provides customization options for its pond liners. Customers can choose from a range of specifications including size, thickness, color, and material specifications to tailor the liners according to their specific needs. This flexibility allows Singhal Industries to cater to a wide range of applications and project sizes, ensuring customer satisfaction.

Competitive Pricing: Singhal Industries offers competitive pricing for its pond liners without compromising on quality. By optimizing manufacturing processes and maintaining efficient operations, the company is able to offer cost-effective solutions to its customers. Competitive pricing makes Singhal Industries an attractive choice for businesses and organizations looking to manage their water management costs effectively.

Timely Delivery: Singhal Industries understands the importance of timely delivery in meeting customer expectations. The company is committed to ensuring that orders are processed efficiently and delivered promptly to customers’ locations. Timely delivery not only enhances customer satisfaction but also helps businesses maintain uninterrupted operations by ensuring a steady supply of pond liners.

Technical Support: In addition to providing high-quality products, Singhal Industries offers technical support and expertise to assist customers throughout the project lifecycle. Whether it’s selecting the right pond liners for specific applications, providing installation guidance, or offering maintenance tips, Singhal Industries ensures that customers receive the support they need to achieve successful outcomes.

In conclusion, Singhal Industries stands as a trusted and reliable choice for customers seeking pond liners in Gujarat, Ahmedabad, and India. With a focus on quality, customization, competitive pricing, timely delivery, and technical support, Singhal Industries strives to exceed customer expectations and contribute positively to water management efforts.

Conclusion:

Pond Liner Manufacturer in India play a vital role in water management, offering protection, conservation, and sustainability to ponds, lakes, reservoirs, and water bodies. As a trusted manufacturer and supplier of pond liners in Gujarat, Ahmedabad, and India, Singhal Industries Private Limited is committed to providing high-quality, durable, and sustainable solutions for pond lining applications. Choose Singhal Industries as your partner for pond liners, and ensure the durability and sustainability of your water management projects.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs):

Q1: What types of pond liners are available? A1: Singhal Industries offers a range of pond liners, including HDPE pond liners, LLDPE pond liners, and PVC pond liners, each with unique properties and applications.

Q2: How do I choose the right pond liner for my project? A2: The selection of a pond liner depends on factors such as the size of the pond, the type of water body, environmental conditions, and budget. Singhal Industries can provide expert guidance and assistance in choosing the most suitable pond liner for your specific requirements.

Q3: Are pond liners easy to install? A3: Yes, pond liners are relatively easy to install, especially with proper preparation and installation techniques. Singhal Industries provides installation guidelines and recommendations to ensure successful installation and long-term performance of pond liners.

Q4: Can pond liners be repaired if damaged? A4: Yes, pond liners can be repaired if damaged, depending on the extent and nature of the damage. Singhal Industries offers repair kits and services for patching and repairing pond liners to restore their integrity and functionality.

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