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@ -14,7 +14,7 @@ Twenty-three billion dead.
Billion. With a 'B'.
The numbers boggled the mind. The percentage of my friends that had disappeared overnight remained well below: of the more than two hundred I checked in with, Benjamin was the only one missing. Even if I counted Marsh, the total number was less than that. Hanne tallied up similar results: Shu and one other, <!-- TODO -->, could not be reached. They, like so many other, were unavailable to ping and listed as 'no longer extant' on the perisystem directory.
The numbers boggled the mind. The percentage of my friends that had disappeared overnight remained well below: of the more than two hundred I checked in with, Benjamin was the only one missing. Even if I counted Marsh, the total number was less than that. Hanne tallied up similar results: Shu and one other, To Aquifer dos Riãos, could not be reached. They, like so many other, were unavailable to ping and listed as 'no longer extant' on the perisystem directory.
The directory was a deliberately vague bit of software. It could not provide a listing of all instances, could not run aggregates on all of the data, would not provide a running tally on the number of instances living within Lagrange.
@ -112,9 +112,9 @@ After a minute or two of the last of the attendees figuring out their seats, a d
"The Only Time I Dream Is When I Need An Answer of the Ode clade, she/her," he said in a flat monotone. "Thank you for setting up this meeting."
The Odist returned the bow and replied in kind, "<!-- TODO the exec who is a collectivist -->, he/him, thank you for agreeing to set up this meeting. We have specifically asked for the attendance of phys-side systech III Günay, she/her. Is she present?"
The Odist returned the bow and replied in kind, "Jakub Strzepek, he/him, thank you for agreeing to set up this meeting. We have specifically asked for the attendance of phys-side systech III Günay, she/her. Is she present?"
<!--TODO-->'s expression grew even more sour, but he bowed once more and gestured toward the front row. A young-ish woman with short-cropped black hair stood, hesitated, and bowed. After an awkward moment and a gesture from <!--TODO-->, she stepped up to the front of the auditorium as well.
Jakub's expression grew even more sour, but he bowed once more and gestured toward the front row. A young-ish woman with short-cropped black hair stood, hesitated, and bowed. After an awkward moment and a gesture from Jakub, she stepped up to the front of the auditorium as well.
"Need An Answer, yeah?" she said, bowing once more. "Pleasure to see you. Dry Grass told me a lot about you."
@ -126,23 +126,23 @@ The Odist returned the bow and replied in kind, "<!-- TODO the exec who is a col
"But my boss–"
"We do not want to speak with your boss on these matters," she said, voice maintaining that eerie calm. "We wish to speak with you. <!--TODO--> and the other members of the admin team have agreed after some...discussion. Thank you for joining us. We have a few questions that we would like to ask you directly. Your colleagues are there to provide guidance, and the representatives of the admin team are there to sate their curiosity."
"We do not want to speak with your boss on these matters," she said, voice maintaining that eerie calm. "We wish to speak with you. Jakub and the other members of the admin team have agreed after some...discussion. Thank you for joining us. We have a few questions that we would like to ask you directly. Your colleagues are there to provide guidance, and the representatives of the admin team are there to sate their curiosity."
"Uh," Günay said, voice hoarse. "Well, okay. I wasn't exactly expecting that, but sure, I'll do what I can."
"Lovely. It is my role to organize, not to ask questions. Picking up responsibility sys-side will be I Remember The Rattle Of Dry Grass of the Ode clade, she/her, Jonas Fa of the Jonas clade, he/him, Debarre of his own clade, he/him, and Selena of her own clade, she/her."
The four sys-side representatives stood up and bowed. Debarre, I noted, was quite curt in his bow. While my read on weasel expressions was less than perfect, he seemed to be giving <!--TODO--> a run for his money on the dourness levels.
The four sys-side representatives stood up and bowed. Debarre, I noted, was quite curt in his bow. While my read on weasel expressions was less than perfect, he seemed to be giving Jakub a run for his money on the dourness levels.
"I will ask the first question," Dry Grass said, remaining standing while the others took their seats. "Based on an internal survey, we are estimating losses of about one percent. Do you have visibility on the number of lost or corrupted instances on your end?"
Günay opened her mouth, hesitated, and looked towards <!--TODO-->.
Günay opened her mouth, hesitated, and looked towards Jakub.
"Günay," Need An Answer said. "I will remind you that we are asking you, not your superiors. You may answer honestly without fear of reprisal. We are running this show, now."
There was a rustle of noise from the AVEC stage. Low murmurs and shuffling in seats, quickly quelled.
"This is intended to be a collaborative effort, Need–" <!--TODO--> began.
"This is intended to be a collaborative effort, Need–" Jakub began.
"Have you lost 23 billion souls, my dear?"
@ -160,7 +160,7 @@ Another pause, longer this time, before Günay spoke. "We aren't sure, yet."
The tech wilted under the cold kindness. "Well, okay. There is some suspicion of malicious actors, yes. I say 'suspicion' in earnestness, I promise. A lot of what you see — or will see, I guess — on those feeds is gonna be speculation, and I can promise that that's all I've got, too."
<!--TODO-->, apparently unable to restrain himself any further, stepped back to the center of the stage and bowed curly. "Dry Grass, if I may."
Jakub, apparently unable to restrain himself any further, stepped back to the center of the stage and bowed curly. "Dry Grass, if I may."
The Odist nodded, a touch of haughtiness in her movements.
@ -168,11 +168,11 @@ The Odist nodded, a touch of haughtiness in her movements.
"It isn't at full capacity," Debarre growled.
"If I may," <!--TODO--> said, glossing over the comment and continuing all the same. "It was determined that, with the conclusions that the investigative teams dug into the root cause produced, certain data were to be withheld from sys-side and phys-side *both.*"
"If I may," Jakub said, glossing over the comment and continuing all the same. "It was determined that, with the conclusions that the investigative teams dug into the root cause produced, certain data were to be withheld from sys-side and phys-side *both.*"
Jonas Fa smiled cloyingly. "I have to say, that doesn't exactly leave much in the way of doubt in our minds as to what might've happened. You either fucked up royally or we were attacked."
<!--TODO--> stiffened, bowed, muttered, "Unavoidable."
Jakub stiffened, bowed, muttered, "Unavoidable."
One of the other Odists at our table snorted. "Treating information theory like a game gets you shit on every time."