update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/neviim/local/tycho/012.md

@@ -16,7 +16,7 @@ Eir frown deepened. "Thanks. Here, hold on--" Ey quickly jotted *Message receive
 
 "Whatever that means," ey said, laughing and pocketing the slip. Ey prodded em in the shoulder and added, "Dear threatened to beat me up because of you, so thanks for that."
 
-Codrin#Artemis laughed. "Well, did it?"
+Codrin#Artemis smirked. "Well, did it?"
 
 "No, of course not."
 
@@ -28,7 +28,7 @@ Ey nodded. "Of course. I'd fork and merge back down if I could."
 
 "Codrin," True Name said, nodding to the writer. "Please come with us. We have only a few minutes to sort this out before we start, and if you are correct about Turun Ka receiving similar information, I would like to plan."
 
-Ey shrugged to Tycho and Sarah and stood to follow the two Odists to True Name's partitioned rest area.
+Ey shrugged to Tycho and Sarah and stood to follow the two Odists to True Name's partitioned rest area. Codrin#Assist stepped from the sim and back to Castor proper.
 
 "What do you suppose that was about?" Tycho asked, setting up a cone of silence around himself and Sarah.
 
@@ -82,9 +82,9 @@ Sarah nodded. "They're not for everyone, especially here, where you have the pro
 
 "To be fair, neither can I," she said, laughing.
 
-After a suitable pause, he nudged the subject back toward a previous topic. "Has your opinion of the *History* changed at all?"
+After a suitable pause, he nudged the subject back toward the previous topic. "Has your opinion of the *History* changed at all?"
 
-"A little, I suppose. A lot of the dramatic interactions felt like just that: drama. It's the type of thing that I'm attuned to, though, based on my work. The Odists have a flair for that, though, which I guess makes sense, given where they come from." She paused, gaze drifting off towards nothing. "I guess if my opinion has changed, it's been to understand just how deep it all goes. Not the behind the scenes stuff, but their control over themselves. True Name especially."
+"A little, I suppose. A lot of the dramatic interactions felt like just that: drama. It's the type of thing that I'm attuned to, though, based on my work. The Odists have a flair for that, though, which I guess makes sense, given where they come from." She paused, gaze drifting off towards nothing. "I guess if my opinion has changed, it's been to understand just how deep it all goes. Not the behind the scenes stuff, that's whatever, but their control over themselves. True Name especially."
 
 "It kind of makes me wonder--"
 

writing/post-self/neviim/remote/codrin/006.md

@@ -26,13 +26,13 @@ True Name, despite maintaining careful control of her expression, still appeared
 
 Answers Will Not Help, however, was a mess.
 
-Her form rippled between species, and with it, so to did her expression. She would veer wildly between barely constrained laughter and agony, all while tears coursed down her cheeks or left tracks in fur. She managed to keep quiet for the most part, though occasionally a snippet of poetry would escape her: here a line of the Ode, there a bit of Dickinson. She had even startled Tycho at one point by quoting something ey didn't quite recognize: "I have sown, like Tycho Brahé, that a greater man may reap..."
+Her form rippled between species, and with it, so too did her expression. She would veer wildly between barely constrained laughter and agony, all while tears coursed down her cheeks or left tracks in fur. She managed to keep quiet for the most part, though occasionally a snippet of poetry would escape her: here a line of the Ode, there a bit of Dickinson. She had even startled Tycho at one point by quoting something ey didn't quite recognize: "I have sown, like Tycho Brahé, that a greater man may reap..."
 
 This wild dissociation from the world around her was made all the more unnerving by the fact that ey could tell that she was having a difficult time staying within common time. 
 
 She never veered far from it, only within a range of 0.1 to either side, but even that carried with it a sense of wrongness. They were in a unison room, which ey'd been told meant that she specifically *shouldn't* be able to do that --- something that she had specifically requested.
 
-Iska had hardly taken their eyes off her since they'd noticed, as well, as though they were trying to puzzle out just how it was that this was happening.
+Iska had hardly taken their eyes off her since they'd noticed as well, as though they were trying to puzzle out just how it was that this was happening.
 
 They were only two and a half days into the conference and, while both sides had learned much about the other, ey wondered if they'd even be able to make it to a week.
 
@@ -54,19 +54,19 @@ Codrin nodded toward her, "By your leave, True Name?"
 
 "Please, Mx. Bălan." She sounded quite relieved.
 
-"Prior to the founding of the System two hundred thirty-one years ago, long distance communication and interaction took place over a global network. It worked much as it does here, in that there are areas --- sims, a name which has stuck with us --- and we interacted through forms such as these. The origin of our System came about shortly after a brief period of political unrest wherein some political organizations released a type of virus into the implanted hardware we used to connect to the 'net. Those who came across too much information relating to this unrest had the virus triggered and were trapped in a vegetative state, locked within their minds." Ey paused and looked to True Name, who nodded. Answers Will Not Help just hugged her arms to her front, looking pale as she silently mouthed some litany ey couldn't guess. "Michelle Hadje, the root instance of the Ode clade, to which True Name and Why Ask Questions belong, was one of these individuals. The lost, they called them. Dear, my partner, is an Odist as well, and mentioned to me beforehand that a malleable sense of time sounded much like what it experienced during that period."
+"Prior to the founding of the System two hundred thirty-one years ago, long distance communication and interaction took place over a global network. It worked much as it does here, in that there are areas --- sims, a name which has stuck with us --- and we interacted through forms such as these. The origin of our System came about shortly after a brief period of political unrest wherein some political entities released a type of virus into the implanted hardware we used to connect to the 'net. Those who came across too much information relating to this unrest had the virus triggered and were trapped in a vegetative state, locked within their minds." Ey paused and looked to True Name, who nodded. Answers Will Not Help just hugged her arms to her front, looking pale as she silently mouthed some litany ey couldn't guess. "Michelle Hadje, the root instance of the Ode clade, to which True Name and Why Ask Questions belong, was one of these individuals. The lost, they called them. Dear, my partner, is an Odist as well, and mentioned to me beforehand that a malleable sense of time sounded much like what it experienced during that period."
 
 "You are not normally like this," Turun Ka said. A statement rather than a question. "My counterpart on Castor describes you as solely in the form you primarily occupy here, and Why Ask Questions solely in, *lu*...a human form. You are both described as calm, confident, and politically adroit."
 
-True Name winced as though the words beat at her. "It is uncomfortable for me to be in this state. I am not up to my usual standards."
+True Name winced as though the words physically buffeted her. "It is uncomfortable for me to be in this state. I am not up to my usual standards."
 
 "This has led-turned-into a situation of unequality-power-dynamic," Turun Ko said, picking up where the leader had left off. "For this we express-offer concern-well-wishes-condolences."
 
 "We are unable, at this point in the convergence, to accept other delegates, or we would offer you greater respite than we have already," Turun Ka finished.
 
-"Thank you for your concern," the skunk said. "I understand your reasoning, and would not wish to miss these discussions. I have trust in Mx. Bălan, Mr. Brahe, and Ms. Genet, however, to share our load."
+"Thank you for your concern," the skunk said. "I understand your reasoning, and would not wish to miss these discussions. I have trust in Mx. Bălan, Dr. Brahe, and Ms. Genet, however, to share our load."
 
-Both Turun Ka and Turun Ko bowed their heads in assent, the leader adding, "As always, we will strive to make your stay as comfortable as possible."
+Both Turun Ka and Turun Ko lifted their heads in assent, the leader adding, "As always, we will strive to make your stay as comfortable as possible."
 
 True Name nodded her thanks.