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writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/003.md
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@ -47,7 +47,7 @@ The skunk squinted at him. "Has Ioan not been keeping you up?"
"Or maybe they're already over," Douglas said.
"A gloomy thought. I would like to hope that they are going quite well. Codrin is there being a Bălan, Tycho is there being a nerd, this Sarah Genet is there being a whatever a Sarah Genet is like, Why Ask Questions is there being a shithead." She wrinkled her nose. "And True Name is doing her best control the whole thing."
"A gloomy thought. I would like to hope that they are going quite well. Codrin is there being a Bălan, Tycho is there being a nerd, this Sarah Genet is there being a whatever a Sarah Genet is like, Why Ask Questions is there being a shithead." She wrinkled her nose. "And True Name is doing her best to control the whole thing."
Ioan was pleased to see the mildness of the skunk's expression. It really did seem like many of those overwhelming emotions had burned themselves out over the last few days.

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@ -38,7 +38,7 @@ She looked over to True Name, who gave a small nod of permission.
"*Aën,*" it said. *Okay.*
After a moment's silence, the skunk continued. "Per our agreement, this meeting here on Castor will be focused on knowledge-share surrounding the topics of linguistics and science, with particular attention astronomy and spaceflight, while those aboard Artemis will focus on society, politics, and psychology. I would like to open with a round of free questioning, if you are amenable, in order to find a few examples for which directions to take the meeting in moving forward. Do you agree?"
After a moment's silence, the skunk continued. "Per our agreement, this meeting here on Castor will be focused on knowledge-share surrounding the topics of linguistics and science, with particular attention to astronomy and spaceflight, while those aboard Artemis will focus on society, politics, and psychology. I would like to open with a round of free questioning, if you are amenable, in order to find a few examples for which directions to take the meeting in moving forward. Do you agree?"
"Yes," Turun Ka said. "One question per delegate should be an appropriate way to begin. I invite you to begin, leader True Name."
@ -68,13 +68,13 @@ True Name stiffened, but any response she might have had was preempted by Tycho.
Stolon, meanwhile, was clacking claw-tipped fingers against the table and bobbing their head. "*Za lutatier! Za, za,*" they said quickly. "Will say, will say. Excited also, scientist Tycho."
Codrin grinned, scribbling further notes on in eir notebook. Ey was pleased to see that there was also excitement around the table, rather than simply anxiety.
Codrin grinned, scribbling further notes in eir notebook. Ey was pleased to see that there was also excitement around the table, rather than simply anxiety.
"Scientist Stolon, please answer scientist Tycho's question regarding how," Turun Ka said, voice bouncing through tones.
*Amusement, perhaps?* Codrin thought. The atmosphere certainly seemed to have lightened.
"Radio emanations, *anem.* To far for visible light, useless light."
"Radio emanations, *anem.* Too far for visible light, useless light."
Tycho grinned, nodded. "Apologies, that will be my question, then."

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@ -30,7 +30,7 @@ Beside Stolon and standing a head shorter than even them was a creature that rem
The last of the Artemisians, Artante Diria, looked almost-but-not-quite human. Her features seemed far smoother, with a nose that melted into her face and earlobes that ramped smoothly down into her neck below. Beyond that, however, the differences were negligible. She could easily get lost in a crowd of humans with no problem whatsoever, another face of Asian descent, perhaps. She even wore a blue tunic and sarong of nearly identical cut to what ey wore so often.
All five of stood still, expectant.
All five stood still, expectant.
No, not still. Frozen. They stood frozen before the party of emissaries, unmoving. Nothing was moving. The air was still, the light seemed frozen, and it was eerily silent.