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writing/post-self/qoheleth/Ioan/007.md

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 Mustering the Odists took surprising effort.
 
-Qoheleth had said that he would welcome them at any time. Dear had taken this to heart and Ioan had no reason to suspect that there would be any delays in gathering everyone together. Despite the shady nature of the acts leading up to this --- the puzzles and mazes of clues, the spying, the digging --- everything seemed so simple on the surface. The last clue found, the final puzzle solved. Visit Qoheleth, finish the act. 
+Qoheleth had said that he would welcome them at any time. Dear had taken this to heart and Ioan had no reason to suspect that there would be any delays in gathering everyone together. Despite the shady nature of the acts leading up to this --- the puzzles and mazes of clues, the spying, the digging --- everything seemed so simple on the surface. The last clue found, the final puzzle solved. Visit Qoheleth and finish the act. 
 
 And Ioan had thought that this would be easy.
 
-It was not. Some of Dear's cocladists not want to go. They argued that it would be a danger to concentrated the clade in one place like this. That they could not express how that would be a danger did not help their case. They would not go, they said, even with a forked instance.
+It was not. Some of Dear's cocladists not want to go. They argued that it would be a danger to concentrate the clade in one place like this. That they could not express how that would be a danger did not help their case. They would not go, they said, even with a forked instance.
 
 These took much persuasion. In the end, many agreed only if the entirety of the clade was there.
 
@@ -17,9 +17,9 @@ In the end, the clade was at the whims of that one member's schedule.
 
 Some of the more liberal members wanted to bring others, as did Dear by bringing Ioan, and this set off another round of debate. Further delays. They decided that they would only bring willing participants who had already played a role in the project.
 
-With little else to do, Ioan read and waited. Ey read up on the history of the Ode clade. Ey read the Ode itself, hunting for hidden meanings. Ey read up on this form of public key encryption. Dear forked to teach em the encryption algorithm that used the deck of playing cards, and so ey read about manual encryption, and then the history of playing cards. Ey read Ecclesiastes and all ey could about it. Ey even read about various mental vagaries and attempted to map them to Michelle Hadje, Qoheleth, Dear, and various members of the Clade which Dear talked (or, as time went on, ranted) about.
+With little else to do, Ioan read and waited. Ey read up on the history of the Ode clade. Ey read the Ode itself, hunting for hidden meanings. Ey read up on this form of public key encryption. Dear forked to teach em the encryption algorithm that used the deck of playing cards, and so ey read about manual encryption, and then the history of playing cards. Ey read and reread Ecclesiastes and all ey could about it. Ey even read about various mental vagaries and attempted to map them to Michelle Hadje, Qoheleth, Dear, and various members of the Clade which Dear talked (or, as time went on, ranted) about.
 
-This last was mostly for fun, but ey was also beginning to strategize eir report. More than a report. Ey wanted to write something that would stand on its own. A book, perhaps, or at least an article. An essay and formal report for Dear, and a smoothed, anonymized version for wider publication. If the clade would let em, at least. Ey wanted the result to be readable, rather than simply an account of events. Something that would help explain the whys and hows of an older clade in turmoil. Something to express the rising panic ey felt about aging in a timeless place, about memory and the importance of forgetting.
+This last was mostly for fun, but ey was also beginning to strategize eir report. More than a report, ey wanted to write something that would stand on its own. A book, perhaps, or at least an article. An essay and formal report for Dear, and a smoothed, anonymized version for wider publication. If the clade would let em, at least. Ey wanted the result to be readable, rather than simply an account of events. Something that would help explain the whys and hows of an older clade in turmoil. Something to express the rising panic ey felt about aging in a timeless place, about memory and the importance of forgetting.
 
 An historical document.
 

writing/post-self/qoheleth/index.md

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     * [X] Chapter: [RJ 014](RJ/014) --- explores memory instead of will, finds deck in eir exo, then way more, struggling to forget
     * [X] Chapter: [Carter 010](Carter/010) --- Messages Caitlin and Johansson, heads to RJ, threatened by mooks
 4. [O] Act III
-    * [O] Chapter: [Ioan 007](Ioan/007) --- Mustering the Odists
+    * [X] Chapter: [Ioan 007](Ioan/007) --- Mustering the Odists
     * [O] Chapter: [RJ 015](RJ/015) --- deduces meaning of getting loss
     * [-] Chapter: <!--[Carter 011](Carter/011) - makes it to RJ, gets mirror rig in place, gets attacked, Caitlin fights mooks while Carter dives in.--> (REJECTED merged with next chapter)
     * [O] Chapter: [Qoheleth 004](Qoheleth/004) --- Qoheleth is patient