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Carter rubbed her face into her hands, ground her palms against her eyes until she saw stars, slicked her hair back in a vain attempt to wrangle fly-away hair. It had been in a neat bun this morning.

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The morning's alarm startled her awake. Disorientation --- when had she fallen asleep? There seemed to be no line delineating squirming under the covers and the buzz of her phone.

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"Listen, Ramirez, I'm just not sure if you-"

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"Avery. What's up?"

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Carter hadn't meant to dodge her subordinate's question. They truly did need to go in to eat.

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Johansson's hands dwarfed a pint of ale.

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That night, Carter dreamed of shadows.

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> Dr Carter Ramirez,
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Carter could not have explained why she had created the throw-away account to talk with Sasha. Nor could she fully explain the panic that washed over her, strong enough for her to immediately log out and wipe both account and sim.

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(Avery gets message, informs Carter weird ACL changes, worries, suggests she leave)

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Ioan Balan awoke to an urgent message.

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Ioan\#c1494bf found emself twenty meters in front of a squat house.

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The first message was not long in coming, arriving about an hour after Ioan\#c1494bf arrived home. At least it wasn't high priority; ey had the choice to accept then or experience later. Half duplex, though. Would be an actual conversation.

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Dear,

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Ioan sat, startled, as Dear quit abruptly, leaving em sitting alone at the cafe table. There was a certain peculiarity to that fox's sense of humor, and while ey was slowly picking up on it, the occasional bafflement remained.

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The grin and the sense of pride that Dear had greeted em with did not last.

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Ioan sat back and rubbed at eir eyes. Time had gone all funny with all this research.

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Dear wasn't kidding about the smells. Ioan turned eir sensorium's sensitivity way up. Ey wondered if Dear's vulpine nose could smell things eirs could not.

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Dear's partner cooked that evening. Ioan sat with the two around the table and tried not to feel like a third wheel.

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Mustering the Odists took surprising effort.

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The designated meeting point was the prairie in front of Dear's house. Ioan was confused as to why they didn't just meet in Qoheleth's sim, until ey realized that many members of the clade had not met in years or decades, or, in the case of up-tree instances, ever.

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The room was a utilitarian grey, closer to black than to white, and the illumination was a central light source somewhere above the exact center of the room, looking slightly misted. It was enough to give definition to the room's corners and boundaries, those walls of matte grey, but not a whole lot else. A small pedestal was set a few meters from one of the walls, only a half a meter high.

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After the assassination, with no one to lead them and no reason to be there, the rest of the Odists and their friends left. Dear's pacing wound down, and it eventually stopped, shoulders sagging.

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Ioan Balan#tracker chose a blithe-theirs merge strategy in this particular instance, when Ioan#c1494bf finished the project and quit. They chose together, actually. #c1494bf requested it, and #tracker agreed.

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Transcript of Node: [\[bea0cf302fcd00863f0c67a91b1a75c0e4ba4863\]](http://35.165.134.227/node/bea0cf302fcd00863f0c67a91b1a75c0e4ba4863) with descriptive text by \#d5b14aa.

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## Archive: \[Hebel Qoheleth\]

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It's been long enough that I'm thinking of myself as Qoheleth now. I've even begun introducing myself as Qoheleth whenever I go out, just to try it on for size.

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I loved this feeling. I loved the feeling of a project getting past the architecture state to that point where you could just start to use it. You'd been writing all of the interfaces and abstract classes and such for weeks and months (or decades, in my case). Then you'd started to fill in all of the inner workings, blocks of code filling out empty pairs of braces.

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Hebel Qoheleth is a patient man. I have time. Enough time, at least. I know I'm gone, I'm a lost cause, but much of the clade still has their faculties about them. Most of them, at least. So long as they act within the decade, I'll be here. Any longer, and we'll risk further degradation.

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Aha! Dear sent a sensorium message. Just a view of a crowd and it announcing that they would be leaving in five minutes.

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I have them! I really, finally, truly have them all here!

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The theater purred. It hummed to itself. It stretched and reclined. It relaxed, unwound.

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AwDae sat up in bed and slid to the edge of the mattress. Ey stretched languidly and let eir fur bristle from tip to tail, the latter bottle-brushing out. Ey shook emself to settle eir fur back down and yawned widely, slender pink tongue curling just shy of sharp incisors. A formality, to be sure, or perhaps a wordless mnemonic to finish the context-shift. The final step in a ritual.

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RJ slid eir hands from the pads and leaned back from the headrest, letting out a full-fledged yawn. The sound and motion startled Priscilla across the room. Ey levered emself up out of eir seat and trudged over toward the still-purring cat, stroking over her ears when she bunted her head up against eir hand

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RJ allowed emself to sleep in until near eleven that morning. Last night of dress rehearsal, might as well be well-rested.

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RJ arrived at the theater early, the last few meters of the walk having been spent hastily finishing the carton of Thai. Carton and chopsticks wound up in the trash as ey swiped eir way into the theater.

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AwDae slowly picked emself up off of the floor, staggering to eir feet.

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The pit revealed little.

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It took AwDae just under two hours to find the microphone.

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Sleep did not come easily.

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AwDae stood in the sunlight for a moment, blinking.

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Home was unlocked.

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*"You seem kind of frozen, kind of stuck, in a few ways."*

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No menu.

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If AwDae had been expecting to find some fresh clue, some exciting conclusion to eir adventure at the clinic, ey was disappointed. The office was an office, nothing more. Cold. Hollow. Impersonal, despite countless touches cleverly engineered to add personality.

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The joy of finding emself sitting in eir own bed, ey supposed, should have been immediate and intense.

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"If I dream, am I no longer myself?"

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(Burgeoning madness)

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(Pieces together conspiracy)

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Sasha clutched at the arms of her chair, fingernails digging into the foam of the armrests, before standing up.

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Sasha wanted to be pleased with the rapidity with which everything was taking place. It hadn't even been a week, and here was one of the lead researchers of the Lost getting in touch with her.