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<h1>Zk | 010</h1>
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<p>Ioan wasn’t sure what ey was expecting, stepping back home. Certainly all of the instances of May had quit as soon as they left, and hopefully that meant that there wouldn’t be any more reputation-analyst-<em>cum</em>-assassins lingering around. All ey could hope is that ey wouldn’t find any core dumps, just in case one of them had somehow killed one of her forks. It was vanishingly unlikely, given that the virus embedded in those symbolic objects — the syringes and knives and who knows what else — had to be tailored to whoever the target was.</p>
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<p><em>Unless they’re after the whole stanza or the whole clade,</em> ey thought, lingering in the entryway, ears strained to listen for sounds coming from deeper within the house. The entryway took the form of a short hallway that led into a den, dining room, and kitchen, and at least the space directly ahead of em was clear.</p>
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<p><em>This is stupid,</em> ey thought. <em>I should just clear the whole place of everyone and completely reset the ACLs.</em></p>
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<p>Curiosity won out, though, and ey set up a cone of silence above emself, set the visual ACLs secure, and then crept into the den. Ey’d be utterly silent and, as far as ey could tell, simply a blurry shape within a blurry patch of the room, though ey’d never tried the new features here at home.</p>
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<p>Ey just had to hope that was enough.</p>
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<p>Peeking around the corner revealed an empty den, though the clear evidence of a struggle remained: pillows and couch cushions were scattered, a glass of juice had been knocked over on the table, and most of May’s notes had been scattered in a crazed ring around her desk.</p>
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<p>The kitchen and dining area were also empty. Other than the chairs around the dining table knocked askew, there was no damage. </p>
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<p>The bedroom was similarly empty, bed still neatly made and a few of May’s better origami creations untouched on the windowsill.</p>
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<p>It wasn’t until ey made eir way out onto the balcony to check the back yard that ey found anyone.</p>
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<p>Sitting in one of eir Adirondack chair, looking dozily out into the yard, <a href="a.html">a</a></p>
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<p>Page generated on 2022-04-06</p>
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