update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/toledot/launch/launch/Codrin-pollux/005.md

@@ -14,7 +14,7 @@ Ey was surprised when ey had been contacted by her, rather than the other way ar
 
 It came as a letter. An actual, honest-to-goodness letter, slipped under eir door (which is how the sim decided to interpret it), written in a rounded hand on yellow legal pad paper.
 
-Ey spent nearly five minutes just staring that the letter, turning it over in eir hands, inspecting the writing, the ink (shitty ballpoint, ey had noted with distaste), the creases. Ey could make neither heads nor tails of it. It was incredibly Odist while at the same time being totally unique.
+Ey spent nearly five minutes just staring at the letter, turning it over in eir hands, inspecting the writing, the ink (shitty ballpoint, ey had noted with distaste), the creases. Ey could make neither heads nor tails of it. It was incredibly Odist while at the same time being totally unique.
 
 When ey showed it to Dear, the fox rolled its eyes and handed it back.
 
@@ -72,7 +72,7 @@ Once ey had eir drink again, ey asked, "So, why did you invite me here?"
 
 "You are doing your thing with Dear, are you not? Your..." She spun her finger in the air as she pulled up the word she was looking for. "History? Your myth? It is so fascinating! There is so much story to be had after two hundred years. Creation, Secession, Launch; so much happened around those and between them, and sure, there are timelines and dry textbooks and whatever, but this! You are one of the first ones who is actually pulling a story out of it."
 
-Ey grinned. "That's the hope, yeah. I was originally going to just make it about Launch, but there are more parallels between Secession and the launch that I'd expected."
+Ey grinned. "That's the hope, yeah. I was originally going to just make it about Launch, but there are more parallels between Secession and the launch than I'd expected."
 
 "There are, yes. And you know, I wonder if we will start thinking of the launch in the same way as Secession. You can almost hear the capital-S in Secession, and now I hear it in Launch."
 

writing/post-self/toledot/launch/phys/Douglas/007.md

@@ -12,7 +12,7 @@ Ah well. It was an interesting fact, at least. Interesting in that when Douglas
 
 As enjoyable as all of the conversations were, however, and as much as he was beginning to understand sys-side life, he seemed to gain little in the way of actual knowledge.
 
-At this point, however, his duties had diminished almost to almost nil, and he had little else to do. Within the year, he suspected that he'd be off looking for another job, hopefully still station-side.
+At this point, however, his duties had diminished to almost nil, and he had little else to do. Within the year, he suspected that he'd be off looking for another job, hopefully still station-side.
 
 So here he was, sitting on his bed, reading until either May Then My Name or Ioan pinged him.
 

writing/post-self/toledot/launch/sys/Ioan/007.md

@@ -160,7 +160,7 @@ When ey had come up with the list of questions, ey had intended to divine why th
 
 And yet now, it seemed like that was, at most, a secondary effect.
 
-So much was going on that had gone on before and so many of the same actors were involved that, although these interviews had been interesting in and of themselves, it seemed doubtless that such had had any notable affect. 
+So much was going on that had gone on before and so many of the same actors were involved that, although these interviews had been interesting in and of themselves, it seemed doubtful that such had had any notable affect. 
 
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writing/post-self/toledot/secession/phys/Yared/007.md

@@ -50,7 +50,7 @@ And yet he couldn't force himself to rise. Couldn't force himself to get up from
 
 Given this reaction, that seemed ill-advised.
 
-So he sat for an hour, back pressed against the truck of the tree, searching for anything he could think of to ground himself.
+So he sat for an hour, back pressed against the trunk of the tree, searching for anything he could think of to ground himself.
 
 With a thrill up his spine along the exocortex and a gentle ping from his implants, his phone began to ring. Fears surged within him once again, and a glance at the screen confirmed his fears.
 
@@ -104,7 +104,7 @@ The councilor tugged at his chin absentmindedly. "I think that there are a few r
 
 "Yes, I suppose, but others were already using it. Respected voices, even. It's not the first time it's come up."
 
-"Of course, but it is the first time it's been put in front of everyone as a something they must consider."
+"Of course, but it is the first time it's been put in front of everyone as something they must consider."
 
 Yared frowned. "If that's the case, then perhaps we should have waited for a separate referendum."
 
@@ -112,7 +112,7 @@ Yared frowned. "If that's the case, then perhaps we should have waited for a sep
 
 "Why, though? I don't see how introducing something so divisive would lead to anything other than either the entire referendum getting thrown out or, at best, delaying the process for months."
 
-"There may indeed be a small delay as debate kicks up again." Demma nodded toward Yared. "Which we will help you participate in, much as we have up to this point. Still, broaching the idea as an amendment is a good way to get this idea in the forefront of people's minds. They can have the debate with lower pressure on acceptance. They can always vote on original referendum without passing the amendment, correct?"
+"There may indeed be a small delay as debate kicks up again." Demma nodded toward Yared. "Which we will help you participate in, much as we have up to this point. Still, broaching the idea as an amendment is a good way to get this idea in the forefront of people's minds. They can have the debate with lower pressure on acceptance. They can always vote on the original referendum without passing the amendment, correct?"
 
 Yared nodded.
 
@@ -158,7 +158,7 @@ He finally let his shoulders sag.
 
 Yared nodded. "Alright, councilor. I understand. I'm still having a hard time internalizing it, but I'll work on that. Should I expect further instructions?"
 
-"You'll get them, yes, but for now, please enjoy a few days off from the issue. You've done your work for now, let it simmer, and then you can come back to it. I know it'll be hard to do, but I trust you'll find a way. Enjoy good food. Drink good coffee. Talk with good friends." That avuncular smile returned. "You deserve it, Mr Zerezghi. And, as always, thank you for all of your hard work."
+"You'll get them, yes, but for now, please enjoy a few days off from the issue. You've done your work for now, let it simmer, and then you can come back to it. I know it'll be hard to do, but I trust you'll find a way. Enjoy good food. Drink good coffee. Talk with good friends." That avuncular smile returned. "You deserve it, Mr. Zerezghi. And, as always, thank you for all of your hard work."
 
 And with that, the driver pulled the door open, and it was back out into the heat of the day for him. The heat of the day, the real world, and hopefully a bit of space from the stress. Hopefully. Hopefully he'd be able to let it go for a few days.