update from sparkleup

writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/005.md

@@ -38,7 +38,7 @@ It worked well enough, as the whole council turned on cue and began to walk slow
 
 "Proposal was accepted, and there's an alpha in place. Want to try?"
 
-"Sure, why n-- Holy shit, please don't do that again."
+"Sure, why n-- Holy shit! Please don't do that again."
 
 And on and on.
 
@@ -72,7 +72,7 @@ The trio nodded in unison. "We will be working on that."
 
 True Name laughed. "When was the last time you even saw fireworks?"
 
-"Oh, I've never seen them. You were lucky, you had a big fuckoff lake you could launch them off of. It was just farms and orchards around us, so they were never allowed."
+"Oh, I've never seen them. You were lucky, you had a big fuck-off lake you could launch them off of. It was just farms and orchards around us, so they were never allowed."
 
 The skunk smiled inwardly. That the topic of secession had been accepted at face value and slid so easily into joking and chatter was the best she could have hoped for. Even Jonas looked happy.
 
@@ -102,7 +102,7 @@ She sipped at her mocha and leaned back in the chair, looking out onto the stree
 
 "How do you figure?"
 
-"Well, Debarre is a friend. A smart one, but I think he mostly got the position by virtue of being associated with me and the lost. The S-R Bloc three are spooks. Zeke is a true-believer; good at what he does but without the faintest thought for how it goes over. user11824 is the opposite. He wears his anonymity like a brand, but does not actually do much."
+"Well, Debarre is a friend. A smart one, but I think he mostly got the position by virtue of being associated with me and the lost. The S-R Bloc three are spooks who won't even tell us their names. Zeke is a true-believer; good at what he does but without the faintest thought for how it goes over. user11824 is the opposite. He wears his anonymity like a brand, but does not actually do much."
 
 "And then there's us," Jonas said, nodding. "The ex-WF rep and whatever the hell you are."
 
@@ -114,7 +114,7 @@ Jonas nodded. "For the better, I'd say."
 
 "Oh, she was fine. Good ideas, smart. What she lacked was direction, which you make up in spades."
 
-"I am happy to hear that. Truly." True Name raised her paper coffee cup in a toast to him. "There are some within the clade who have done the opposite, I am told. Praiseworthy has talked to them all, which is very her. I Am At A Loss For Images In This End Of Days has hardly left Michelle's sim in weeks. She wound up with all of the empathy that I left behind."
+"I am happy to hear that. Truly." True Name raised her paper coffee cup in a toast to him. "There are some within the clade who have done the opposite, I am told. Praiseworthy has talked to them all, which is very her. Memory Is A Mirror Of Hammered Silver has hardly left Michelle's sim in weeks. She wound up with all of the empathy that I left behind."
 
 Jonas shrugged. "At least someone's keeping Michelle company."
 
@@ -126,7 +126,7 @@ True Name said nothing, simply returning to watching the movement of the shopper
 
 He laughed.
 
-"What is next? Probably keeping in touch with Yared and helping him draft the amendment. I am sure that most of it will be councilor Demma's work, but that he has been given at least partial responsibility means that we will have a hand in it as well."
+"What is next? Probably keeping in touch with Yared and helping him draft the amendment. I am sure that most of it will be councilor Demma's work, but that he has been given at least partial responsibility means that we will --- must --- have a hand in it as well."
 
 
 

writing/post-self/toledot/secession/sys/True-Name/006.md

@@ -1,6 +1,6 @@
 # True Name --- 2124
 
-The Only Time I Know My True Name Is When I Dream was early to her meeting, and that, she figured was okay. She had picked, on a whim, the same pub that she'd met Jonas in some time back, the one that reminded her of The Crown Pub from years ago, with the flat beer and the uncomfortable booths, and she figured that Debarre, of all people, would appreciate this.
+True Name was early to her meeting, and that, she figured was okay. She had picked, on a whim, the same pub that she'd met Jonas in some time back, the one that reminded her of The Crown Pub from years ago, with the flat beer and the uncomfortable booths, and she figured that Debarre, of all people, would appreciate this.
 
 So, she ordered herself one of those beers that she loved to hate, sat down in a corner booth with a commanding view of the entrance, tail flopped over the edge, and waited.