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writing/post-self/marsh/012.md

@@ -2,7 +2,7 @@ The shift from the universal sorrows of Lagrange to the immediate and personal s
 
 The sphere, we'd been told, was all that remained of Marsh. It was their core dump. It was what remained of their corrupted existence here on Lagrange.
 
-On examination, more information became available. The closer I looked at it, the more I seemed to know. The data was something less than visible, something more than remembering. Staring at the sphere was a process of discovering, of learning that it was a core dump, that it was one belonging to Marsh in particular, that it had been created in the first seconds of 2400, that it was marked as unrecoverable, that its nature was one of corruption, that it was tainted with the remnants of contraproprioceptive virus. So much information flew at me that I couldn't tell what it all meant, not least of which because the more I learned, the more the tears clouded my vision and the black sphere became a hole in the world. 
+On examination, more information became available. The closer I looked at it, the more I seemed to know. The data was something less than visible, something more than remembered. Staring at the sphere was a process of discovering, of learning that it was a core dump, that it was one belonging to Marsh in particular, that it had been created in the first seconds of 2400, that it was marked as unrecoverable, that its nature was one of corruption, that it was tainted with the remnants of contraproprioceptive virus. So much information flew at me that I couldn't tell what it all meant, not least of which because the more I learned, the more the tears clouded my vision and the black sphere became a hole in the world. 
 
 In our world. 
 
@@ -10,7 +10,7 @@ In *my* world.
 
 There was some part of me that had hoped, however foolishly, that Marsh was simply locked in some enhanced cone of silence somewhere, working on this or that, rejecting all incoming sensorium data. Dry Grass, however, assured us that this was not the case, though, that eir name had been all but wiped from the System along with all of the rest of their existence, and then offered to bring us to their core dump.
 
-The room in which the cores were stored was beyond vast. It was an unending space, a three dimensional grid With the cores stored at one meter intervals in all directions. The default spawn point was a floating platform in the middle of a vast sphere, devoid of cores, right in the center of it all.
+The room in which the cores were stored was beyond vast. It was an unending space, a three dimensional grid with the cores stored at one meter intervals in all directions. The default spawn point was a floating platform in the middle of a vast sphere, devoid of cores, right in the center of it all.
 
 "The room is set to dark; no one can see us or touch us, no matter how many instances were here," Dry Grass said quietly, then smiled wryly. "We could scream bloody murder and no one would hear, and yet it has the feeling of a graveyard, does it not?"
 
@@ -20,21 +20,21 @@ None of us spoke.
 
 "How do we get to their core?" I asked
 
-Dry Grass gestured to a faint circle embossed in the floor, then stepped within its bounds. "Marsh of the Marsh clade," she said. "Dry Grass of the Ode clade on behalf of the Marsh clade, systech ID #338d842."
+Dry Grass gestured to a faint circle embossed in the floor, then stepped within its bounds. "Marsh of the Marsh clade," she said. "Dry Grass of the Ode clade on behalf of the Marsh clade, systech ID #338d84bb."
 
-There was a quiet chime of acknowledgment and, in the direction that Dry Grass faced, a black ring formed opening out onto some other part of the sim, hundreds of the untold billions of cores filling the view. The platform drifted slowly towards the portal, and then through.
+There was a quiet chime of acknowledgment and, in the direction that Dry Grass faced, a black ring formed opening out onto some other part of the sim, hundreds of the 23-odd billion cores filling the view. The platform drifted slowly towards the portal, and then through.
 
 The cores were insubstantial spheres, ghostly, translucent. Little double handfuls of whispy lives cut short.
 
 All except one.
 
-Right before the platform sat one core more real than the rest, a matte *Eigengrau* with a faint blue haze around it. The platform drifted forward until it rested at the center before Dry Grass at chest level, us Marshans — along with Pierre and Vos who had also joined us — parting to make way for it.
+Right before the platform sat one core more real than the rest, a matte *Eigengrau* with a faint blue haze around it. The platform drifted forward until the sphere rested at the center before Dry Grass at chest level, us Marshans — along with Pierre and Vos — parting to make way for it.
 
-As the platform came to a stop, the blue haze disappeared and one more chime of acknowledgement sounded. "Marsh of the Marsh clade," an androgynous voice spoke. "Crashed via CPV January 1, 2400, 00:00:03. Core deemed corrupt and unrecoverable by automated process, confirmed by an instance of In The Wind of her own clade, systech ID #88aa6e8."
+As the platform came to a stop, the blue haze disappeared and one more chime of acknowledgement sounded. "Marsh of the Marsh clade," an androgynous voice spoke. "Crashed via CPV January 1, 2400, 00:00:03. Core deemed corrupt and unrecoverable by automated process, confirmed by an instance of In The Wind of her own clade, systech ID #88aa6e70."
 
 "An instance of..." Dry Grass started, then blanched. "How many instances of In The Wind existed during this process of confirmation?"
 
-"520,000," the voice said. "A total of two billion instances have been marked as confirming corrupted cores."
+"520,000," the voice said. "A total of two hundred million instances of various systechs have been noted as confirming corrupted cores."
 
 "And none of her were recovered?"
 
@@ -44,7 +44,7 @@ As the platform came to a stop, the blue haze disappeared and one more chime of
 
 "Dry Grass," Lily growled through gritted teeth. "Shut the fuck up."
 
-She hesitated, some complex set of emotions crossing her face, bowed unsteadily, and then moved to stand by Cress, Tule, and I. Whether intentional or not, she stood so that Lily was blocked from sight by the three of us.
+She hesitated, a wave of grief, of frustration and sorrow, crossing her face. She bowed unsteadily, and then moved to stand by Cress, Tule, and I. Whether intentional or not, she stood so that Lily was blocked from sight by the three of us.
 
 It had to be intentional, and that fact, seeing her cowed for the first time in my memory — mine and Tule's — had me bristling. Both Tule and Cress appeared to be biting back responses of their own.
 
@@ -54,7 +54,7 @@ Looking anxiously between Lily and Dry Grass, ve nodded slowly. "Alright," ve mu
 
 Sedge sighed and stepped forward to join ver. "Hey, it's alright," she said, resting her hand on vis wrist. "Just talk to them if you want."
 
-Ve clutched at the sphere, though it remained stolidly immobile. "Uh...okay," ve mumbled. "I guess I'm just sorry this happened. Sorry in a commiseration way. Sorry that we're here at all, standing around like a bunch of jerks while you're...uh, gone, or whatever." Ve trailed off with a nervous laugh, shoulders sagging. "But I'll miss you, Marsh. We all will. We're all here, you know. All of your clade. Pierre and Vos are here, too, and Dry Grass, all wishing that you were here with us. I'm sorry you're not, I'm sorry you didn't get our merges first."
+Ve clutched at the sphere, though it remained stolidly immobile. "Uh...okay," ve mumbled. "I guess I'm just sorry this happened. Sorry in a commiseration way. Sorry that we're here at all, standing around like a bunch of jerks while you're...uh, gone, or whatever." Ve trailed off with a nervous laugh, shoulders sagging. "But I'll miss you, Marsh. We all will. We're all here, you know. All of your clade. Pierre and Vos are here, too, and Dry Grass, all wishing that you were here with us. I'm sorry you're not, I'm sorry you didn't get all our merges first."
 
 Cress sniffled. Lily continued to stare blankly ahead through her tears. None of the three of us immediate up-tree instances had managed to merge down.
 
@@ -68,9 +68,9 @@ Tule began to step forward, but Lily held up a hand. "Stop," she whispered. "Not
 
 "Lily, I–"
 
-"Not yet," she repeated, then stepped forward. Rather than rest her hands gently on the sphere of the core dump, she clutched it tightly. Her face contorted into a grimace, but she spoke through the tears, through whatever emotion it was that held her in its grip. "You died. You were *killed.* You were killed by those who thought we were less than them, who thought they could control the world to such an extent that our lives became nothing to them. Just so much garbage."
+"Not yet," she repeated, then stepped forward. Rather than rest her hands gently on the sphere of the core dump, she clutched it tightly. Her face contorted into a grimace, but she spoke through the tears, through whatever emotion it was that held her in its grip as tightly as she held the core. "You died. You were *killed.* You were killed by those who thought we were less than them, who thought they could control the world to such an extent that our lives became nothing to them. Just so much garbage."
 
-I saw Dry Grass wince out of the corner of my eye. Whether Lily was talking about the collective that had seen fit to attack the System, this Our Brightest Lights Collective, or the Ode clade and all of their supposed machinations wasn't clear to me, but Dry Grass certainly seemed to take the words to heart. I held out my hand to her, but she shook her head subtly.
+I saw Dry Grass wince out of the corner of my eye. Whether Lily was talking about the collective that had seen fit to attack the System, this Our Brightest Lights Collective, or the Ode clade and all of their supposed machinations wasn't clear to me, but Dry Grass certainly seemed to take the words personally. I held out my hand to her, but she shook her head subtly.
 
 "Our lives were nothing, so your life was nothing, too," Lily continued. "Now here we are, like Rush said, standing whatever's left of you like a bunch of jerks who get to live on. Who the fuck cares that some huge majority gets to live on while so many people are just fucking...gone?"
 
@@ -92,9 +92,9 @@ I glanced over to Vos, who was glaring at Lily. "What are you doing, Lily?"
 
 "I want you to fucking go," Lily snapped. "I want to hear about Marsh from someone who knew them better than any of us, these last however many decades."
 
-"First Cress, now Reed?" She scoffed. "Do you think they don't know about Marsh?"
+"First Tule, now Reed? What about Cress?" She scoffed. "Do you think they don't know about Marsh?"
 
-"Certainly not as much as you did, if they're all dating one of them!"
+"Certainly not as much as you did, if they're all dating one of *them!*"
 
 "Get out."
 
@@ -106,13 +106,19 @@ Pierre fell to his knees, clutching his head in his hands. The movement seemed t
 
 Unsure of what drove me to do so, I forked and quickly followed her, guessing that she had returned home. I'd let my down-tree instance stay to say his words, to hear everyone else's.
 
-My guess was correct, as there she was, already whirling on me at the notification of my arrival. "Oh, fuck you, Reed. Don't even give me a chance to lock the door!" she shouted.
+My guess was correct, as there she was, already whirling on me at the notification of my arrival. "Oh, fuck you, Reed. Didn't even give me a chance to lock the door!" she shouted.
 
 "Lily, what the fuck is wrong with you?" I hollered back. "You can't just cut Tule, Cress, and I out of Marsh's fucking funeral just because you don't like Dry Grass!"
 
 "Fucking *watch me.*"
 
-Although I immediately regretted it, I slapped her across the cheek. Hard. I think I regretted it even in the moment, as soon as I felt my hand move. "No," I said. "I won't watch you try to rip the clade in two just like that, just like it's your choice for the rest of us. It's not like either Sedge or Rush care."
+Although I immediately regretted it, I slapped her across the cheek. Hard. 
+
+I think I regretted it even in the moment. I regretted it as soon as I felt my hand move. As soon as I felt that reaction bubble past any boundaries within me and take control of my body, I knew that it would cause nothing but pain — physical, yes, but also emotional and personal pain.
+
+I certainly regretted it as soon as she yelped and stumbled back a half-step.
+
+"No," I said, voice shaking. "I won't watch you try to rip the clade in two just like that, just like it's your choice for the rest of us. It's not like either Sedge or Rush care."
 
 "Well they fucking should!" she yelled, clutching at her cheek. "They fucking should. You heard what they said. You heard it first-hand, even! 8-stanza-1, right? You read the books, you know as much as the rest of us. I don't fucking care if True Name is Sasha or whatever now, she's the one who fucked this whole thing up. She's the one who lied and manipulated all of us. What are we supposed to do about that? Huh?! Christ, that hurt..."
 
@@ -120,17 +126,17 @@ Although I immediately regretted it, I slapped her across the cheek. Hard. I thi
 
 "They did!"
 
-I followed after her as she stomped into the kitchen, watched as she grabbed a glass and somehow managed to angrily fill it with water from the faucet, still rubbing her cheek where I'd struck. 
+I followed after her as she stomped into the kitchen, watched as she grabbed a glass and somehow managed to angrily fill it with water from the faucet, rubbing her cheek where I'd struck. 
 
 "They really didn't," I sneered. "You...what, read the *History* and decided that, without exception, they're all fucking evil? Even after everything? Even after all the other books explained what happened?"
 
 "Fuck the other books," she said, more to the faucet than to me. "Fuck the Ode clade, and fuck you too. Fuck you and fuck Cress and fuck Tule. It's really fucking sad, watching you three get taken for a ride, the same manipulation that fucked us all."
 
-Her anger still burned hot, I knew, but not as much as it had when first we'd arrived. I just needed to outlast it. Doing so by parking myself in my own anger probably wasn't the best way to do it, but it felt too good, too cathartic to let go of. "We're not getting taken for a ride, whatever that means. We're just grown up enough to realize that a bunch of actors did what actors do and pretended." I scoffed. "They *pretended,* Lily. That's just what they do."
+Her anger still burned hot, I knew, but not as much as it had when first we'd arrived. I just needed to outlast it. Doing so by parking myself in my own anger probably wasn't the best way to do it — I could feel yet more regret building below the surface of my anger — but it felt too good, too cathartic to let go of. "We're not getting taken for a ride, whatever that means. We're just grown up enough to realize that a bunch of actors did what actors do and pretended." I scoffed. "They *pretended,* Lily. That's just what they do."
 
 "So it's just a game, then?" she shot back, though I could tell she was flagging. "Just a game that led to a bunch of fucking psychos killing billions of people?"
 
-"They lost people too, Lily. So True Name did some stupid stuff back in the early days; what of it? She explained it all, said how much of it was just playing at politics without doing much beyond making us look interesting to phys-side. Now a bunch of them are dead and–"
+"They lost people too, Lily. So True Name did some stupid stuff back in the early days; what of it? She explained it all, said how much of it was just playing at politics without doing much beyond making us look interesting to phys-side, making us seem worthwhile. That was their whole tack on keeping us stable: keeping us worth something to phys-side. Now a bunch of them are dead and–"
 
 "Two of them are dead," she grumbled. "Two and however many up-trees."
 
@@ -150,7 +156,7 @@ She waved away the glass and nodded. "Yeah, sure. I'm going to stay here, but I'
 
 She shrugged, chin already drooping to her chest as anger was replaced with something that looked perilously close to exhaustion. I wondered, not for the first time, if the rest of the clade was struggling with sleep as much as I was. "No promises. Pretty fucking hard to let go of," she muttered. "But I'll try."
 
-"Well, alright. Just no more shouting, at least. Do you want to come back to the gathering?"
+"Well, alright. Just no more shouting, at least. Do you want to come back to the gathering? I know you said you wouldn't, but it would mean a lot."
 
 She hesitated, shook her head, and then sighed. "I probably should."
 
@@ -158,7 +164,7 @@ She hesitated, shook her head, and then sighed. "I probably should."
 
 She nodded. "Can you ask Vos if I can come back, at least? I was afraid she was going to deck me," she said, then smiled lopsidedly at me. "Not like I escaped that particular fate."
 
-I winced. "Yeah. Sorry about that, Lily."
+I winced. "Yeah. Sorry about that, Lily. That was stupid of me."
 
 "Nah, it's okay. I was being kind of a bitch."
 
@@ -176,7 +182,7 @@ That left just Cress, Tule, and I. Cress went first, stepping forward to rest he
 
 "Back when Reed, Lily, and I were forked, Marsh was still presenting cis male, and so the three of us were to be the aspects of them that went in different directions. Lily headed back cis fem, Reed went back to the trans masc presentation we had phys-side, and I went somewhere neutral.
 
-"I started out with they/them pronouns, leaning into androgyny as I'd always pictured it, something more tomboyish than anything, but over time, that began to drift, and I decided that 'neutral' was the wrong answer to the question of gender. Gender was the wrong question. Fuck it, I say." It laughed, shrugging. "The next time I merged down, Marsh sent me a message that was just them laughing, then requested that we use they/them for them."
+"I started out with they/them pronouns, leaning into androgyny as I'd always pictured it, something more tomboyish than anything, but over time, that began to drift, and I decided that 'neutral' was the wrong answer to the question of gender. Gender was the wrong question. Fuck it, I say. I opt out." It laughed. "The next time I merged down, Marsh sent me a message that was just them laughing, then requested that we use they/them for them."
 
 It straightened up again, smiling. "So you see? It's all my fault they wound up how they did."
 
@@ -210,7 +216,7 @@ I thought of the stages of grief, of Lily's anger, of the sadness so many of us
 
 I blinked, standing up straighter. "Me?"
 
-She nodded. "If you will have me."
+She nodded. "If you will have me," she repeated.
 
 I thought of so many complex emotions that had plagued me over the last few days — the memories of love, the way they clashed with my memories of distance, the memories of Lily burning up with hatred — and, finally, nodded. "Yeah. Let's see In The Wind's core, and then get out of here. Anything to help out after all this will be good."