update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/toledot/index.md

@@ -70,7 +70,7 @@ Nearing the 200th anniversary of System secession from humanity, the System and
     * [X] [Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Pollux](launch/launch/Codrin-pollux/001) - Codrin#Pollux interviews Dear about why it actually uploaded - 1767
     * [X] [Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Castor](launch/launch/Codrin-castor/002) - Codrin#Castor writes eir thoughts on why Dear may have uploaded (showing divergences). - 3488
     * [X] [Launch: phys-side: Douglas](launch/phys/Douglas/004) - May had responded immediately, ofc, but asked about life on earth (hinting she uploaded ~time of Michelle), reminisces about childhood - 4738
-    * [O] [Launch: sys-side: Ioan](launch/sys/Ioan/004) - Ioan interviews May about why she stayed behind, date of upload, thoughts on not telling Douglas re: herself as Michelle - 2725
+    * [X] [Launch: sys-side: Ioan](launch/sys/Ioan/004) - Ioan interviews May about why she stayed behind, date of upload, thoughts on not telling Douglas re: herself as Michelle - 2725
     * [O] [Secession: phys-side: Yared](secession/phys/Yared/004) - another change from Yosef, Yared starts to actually kind of believe that this is a good idea, considers L5 option - 2196
     * [O] [Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Pollux](launch/launch/Codrin-pollux/002) - Makes up with Dear, who gives suggestions on some names to interview and how to go about them - 1373
     * [O] [Secession: sys-side: True Name](secession/sys/True-Name/002) - Meets with Jonas to discuss latest post from Yared, picking up on secession undertones, Jonas admits to own clade standing in for him (explain that reputation doesn't exactly go down, but is spread among instances (changed later)). - 2587

writing/post-self/toledot/launch/sys/Ioan/004.md

@@ -8,7 +8,7 @@ May Then My Name Die With Me sat across from Ioan at their dining table, looking
 
 "Yes, well, I'd like to be able to see your expressions." Ey grinned. "Also, it's easier to write when I don't have a skunk hanging onto my arm."
 
-She rolled her eyes, sighing dramatically. "I suppose. Ask away then, o archivist."
+She rolled her eyes, sighing dramatically. "I suppose. Ask away then, O archivist."
 
 "I'm not--"
 
@@ -34,7 +34,7 @@ Ey lifted eir pen from the page. "Can you tell me why? I can leave it out of the
 
 "You may included this. I have distanced myself from much of that time out of shame. You know as well as I do that I cannot forget it, but I can at least think about it as little as possible." She smiled, abashed, then the smile grew sly. "I will not tell you who to ask about it, either. I have confidence that you will find out on your own, and I am curious to see how quickly."
 
-"Tricksy, as always." Ey laughed. "Alright, if you won't talk about that, that's okay. It's enough that you mention it; I'll keep my eye out."
+Ey laughed. "Alright, if you won't talk about that, that's okay. It's enough that you mention it; I'll keep my eye out."
 
 She reached out and took eir off-hand in her own, brushing thumbpad over eir knuckles. "Thank you, dear. Do you have a more pleasant question for me to answer?"
 
@@ -102,7 +102,7 @@ Her laugh was musical and expression almost giddy. "We already talked about havi
 
 Ioan smirked, but waited for her to continue.
 
-"Alright, have it your way. First of all, I am not Michelle, though I am of her, but all the same, I am doing my best to build up the suspense with him. I know that it would mean a lot for him if I were to simply drop the bomb on him now --- though I realize, having said that, that that is perhaps a poor choice of words, given his admitted fear. But how much more an impact it will have if I build it up like this! I cannot wait to see what emotions play across his face."
+"Alright, have it your way. First of all, I am not Michelle, though I am of her. All the same, I am doing my best to build up the suspense with him. I know that it would mean a lot for him if I were to simply drop the bomb on him now --- though I realize, having said that, that that is perhaps a poor choice of words, given his admitted fear. But how much more an impact it will have if I build it up like this! I cannot wait to see what emotions play across his face."
 
 "'See'? You intend to wait until he uploads?"
 
@@ -118,7 +118,7 @@ She grinned and shook her head. "He will. He has already made up his mind, he ju
 
 Ioan straightened up. "Me?"
 
-"Of course. Can you think of a better myth? Can you think of a better story in history, of the man who brought the launches to fruition learning that he is talking to an instance of the very woman who helped bring Secession to fruition, the one who he has desired above all things to meet, who he thinks dead?"
+"Of course. Can you think of a better myth? Can you think of a better story in history than of the man who brought the launches to fruition learning that he is talking to an instance of the very woman who helped bring Secession to fruition, the one who he has desired above all things to meet, who he thinks dead?"
 
 "A little grandiose, don't you think?"
 
@@ -138,7 +138,7 @@ She thought for a moment, once more drawing designs on the table with a claw.
 
 "Alright," she said, standing up. "Come with me, my dear."
 
-Ioan stood to follow her as she padded from the common room to the balcony, then down the steps from their to the yard, a rectangle of grass hemmed in by a border of mulch, a fence of lilac bushes making up the border. It was technically the end of eir sim, though between the leaves and trunks of the bushes, one would occasionally catch a glimpse of another yard, another house, a street beyond.
+Ioan stood to follow her as she padded from the common room to the balcony, then down the steps from their to the yard, a rectangle of grass hemmed in by a moat of mulch, a fence of lilac bushes making up the border. They were technically the end of eir sim, though between the leaves and trunks of the bushes, one would occasionally catch a glimpse of another yard, another house, a street beyond.
 
 "Look," she said.
 
@@ -152,7 +152,7 @@ Ey looked at the yard, at the lilacs, even the patio and the sky.
 
 Ey focused on the green carpet of grass, then frowned as ey began to notice the two or three yellow flowers spotting the yard just barely visible. They sat only a few millimeters below the tops of the trimmed grass. "What are those?"
 
-The skunk grinned to em.
+The skunk grinned at em toothily.
 
 "May, what did you do?"
 
@@ -162,9 +162,9 @@ Ey knit eir brows. "Talked me into...how do you mean?"
 
 "Do not worry, Ioan, you are the only one who has ACLs over your property. I do not. I just made a few suggestions, mostly when you were asleep --- or at least very sleepy --- or head-in-the-clouds at work."
 
-"You're saying I made these?" ey asked, stepping out into the grass and bending down to inspect the flower, yellow, a myriad of petals, grand-toothed leaves clustering the base.
+"You're saying I made these?" ey asked, stepping out into the grass and bending down to inspect the flower, yellow, a myriad of petals, grand-toothed leaves radiating from the base.
 
-"I am saying that *we* made these." She bent down beside em and plucked the flower from its base, lifting it with a dreamlike smile. "I am saying that you trust me --- *really* trust me --- and that life in the System is more subtle than I think you know. You trust me. You let me into your life as a coworker, then cohabitant and cosleeper. You let me into your dreams, my dear, and your dreams influence this place as much as your waking mind."
+"I am saying that *we* made these." She bent down beside em and plucked the flower from near the ground, lifting it with a dreamlike smile. "I am saying that you trust me --- *really* trust me --- and that life in the System is more subtle than I think you know. You trust me. You let me into your life as a coworker, then cohabitant and cosleeper. You let me into your dreams, my dear, and your dreams influence this place as much as your waking mind."
 
 That waking mind was now whirling with the ramifications of what she was saying. "I did this on your suggestion?"
 
@@ -184,7 +184,7 @@ May nodded and beckoned for em to continue.
 
 "We didn't have a yard where I grew up. Just an apartment block facing the street, a strip of weeds between the building and sidewalk, and then between the sidewalk and road. At one time, I think that strip had contained grass and trees, but now it just contained a narrow path full of thistles and dandelions.
 
-"I only ever saw lawns in movies or on the net. The world wasn't as bad back then as Douglas makes it sound now, but still, we weren't wealthy, and it was hard enough to ensure a steady supply of clean water for the residents, never mind grass like this. Certainly not wealthy enough for that." Ey laughed. "Well, we were dirt poor, actually. Most of the weeds were green, leafy things with fuzzy green flowers that would turn into bundles of seeds, or spiky thistles with purple bulbs of flowers, but there were a few dandelions scattered about."
+"I only ever saw lawns in movies or on the net. The world wasn't as bad back then as Douglas makes it sound now, but still, we weren't wealthy, and it was hard enough to ensure a steady supply of clean water for the residents, never mind grass like this. We were certainly not wealthy enough for that." Ey laughed. "Well, we were dirt poor, actually. Most of the weeds were green, leafy things with fuzzy green flowers that would turn into bundles of seeds, or spiky thistles with purple bulbs of flowers, but there were a few dandelions scattered about."
 
 "No lilacs?"