update from sparkleup

This commit is contained in:
Madison Scott-Clary 2020-04-20 13:35:03 -07:00
parent 8fa8b33588
commit b78fea8017
2 changed files with 8 additions and 8 deletions

View File

@ -5,7 +5,7 @@ Sasha wanted to be pleased with the rapidity with which everything was happening
She desperately wanted to be pleased. Wanted to believe that things were moving forward. Wanted more than anything to smell the lingering scent of fox and cat in the Crown Pub, just to know at they were there.
And yet, she wasn't. It was all wrong. Everything about this was wrong. There was no way to forget that despite the forward momentum, she was still doing all of this for what was widely acknowledged to be a lost cause.
And yet, she wasn't. It was all wrong. Everything about this was wrong. There was no way to forget that, despite the forward momentum, she was still doing all of this for what was widely acknowledged to be a lost cause.
She began typing.
@ -33,13 +33,13 @@ A throwaway user? The wrongness intensified.
All the same, Sasha logged in and swiped her way over to the address Carter had provided.
As with most throwaway rooms, it was a cube measuring about five meters on a side, a faint grid lining the floor. And as with most throwaway avatars, Carter was visible only as a gesture at humanity. The lines of a face hinting at expressions, features. Average height. Gray skin. Androgynous hair.
As with most throwaway rooms, it was a cube measuring about five meters on a side, a faint grid lining the floor, and as with most throwaway avatars, Carter was visible only as a gesture at humanity. The lines of a face hinting at expressions, features. Average height. Gray skin. Androgynous hair.
"Sasha, I'm sorry for meeting you like this."
The skunk shook her head. "It's okay, I guess. Can you tell me why?"
"Will you accept *because of a dream* as an answer?"
"Will you accept "because of a dream" as an answer?"
Sasha frowned.
@ -51,11 +51,11 @@ The figure before her frowned. "Right."
Sasha pulled up her deck. "I can take notes, perhaps," she allowed. "I don't suppose you'll want ACLs with a throwaway."
"No, probably not. Notes will have to do." Carter seemed to compose herself, and then continued as she was saying before. "You mentioned the relation to DDR, and we already know that Collin and RJ were friends. This is something we've been looking into with my group. The possibility of a social vector, I mean. It's gone poorly."
"No, probably not. Notes will have to do." Carter seemed to compose herself, and then continued as she was saying before. "You mentioned the relation to DDR, and we already suspected that Collin and RJ were friends. This is something we've been looking into with my group. The possibility of a social vector, I mean. It's gone poorly."
"How do you mean, poorly?"
"Well, there was unexpected resistance within the team, and then shortly after taking this tack, the hammer came down from above saying we had to fire someone --- someone not a neurologist --- and shift our investigation to the neurological side."
"Well, there was unexpected resistance within the team, and then shortly after taking this tack, the hammer came down from above saying we had to fire someone --- someone not studying this aspect --- and shift our investigation to the neurological side."
Sasha blinked. "Are you suggesting you're being told to not look at social aspects?"
@ -69,7 +69,7 @@ Despite the mere sketch of facial features, the av's smile still carried the wea
Carter nodded, didn't respond.
"But I don't know that anything you might have said beyond *we fixed it, AwDae's awake* could have done anything but. Even your *we're working on it* form letter was anxiety-inducing in its own way. I know you're working on it. I imagine a lot of people are." She hesitated, then added, "But that doesn't really help to hear."
"But I don't know that anything you might have said beyond "we fixed it, AwDae's awake" could have done anything but. Even your "we're working on it" form letter was anxiety-inducing in its own way. I know you're working on it. I imagine a lot of people are." She hesitated, then added, "But that doesn't really help to hear."
"No, I imagine not."
@ -83,7 +83,7 @@ Carter nodded, didn't respond.
The panic was slowly transmuting into anger. Sasha didn't like it, but was powerless to stop the shift. "And now here you are, in all gray, talking about, what, conspiracy theories? Dreams?"
"I'm sorry, Sasha. I really don't feel any better about this than you. I'm not usually the paranoid typey, but I think Sanders...well, I suspect that one of my colleagues has motives that go beyond just his focus on neurochemistry. I think they go beyond just the university."
"I'm sorry, Sasha. I really don't feel any better about this than you. I'm not usually the paranoid type, but I think Sanders...well, I suspect that one of my colleagues has motives that go beyond just his focus on neurochemistry. I think they go beyond just the university."
Further information tempered anger. "How do you mean?"

View File

@ -168,7 +168,7 @@ Check when edited
* [X] Chapter: [Qoheleth 002](Qoheleth/002) --- Qoheleth's signifier
* [X] Chapter: [RJ 012](RJ/012) --- RJ at the clinic, discovering ey don't need ACLs in a lucid dream.
* [X] Chapter: [Ioan 006](Ioan/006) --- Back at home with Dear, Qoheleth messages (split)
* [O] Chapter: [Sasha 002](Sasha/002) --- things are moving quickly
* [X] Chapter: [Sasha 002](Sasha/002) --- things are moving quickly
* [O] Chapter: [RJ 013](RJ/013) --- struggling with numbness, trying to learn to manipulate the dream, memories.
* [O] Chapter: [Carter 008](Carter/008) --- At work, viewing everyone with suspicion, DDR votes changing
* [O] Chapter: [Ioan 006-b](Ioan/006-b) --- Story of gathering Odists, perhaps flashback to/story from Dear about clade's formation?