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<h1 id="codrin-balanartemis-2346">Codrin Bălan#Artemis — 2346</h1>
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<h1 id="codrin-balanartemis-2346">Codrin Bălan#Artemis — 2346</h1>
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<p>Codrin was pleased to see that some magic wrought by the Ansible engineers both here on Castor and their counterparts over on Artemis allowed the Artemisians to assume what must be their natural forms and that they weren’t greeted by a gaggle of Douglases. Ey’d never seen Douglas, but it would have been unnerving and difficult to differentiate them. They’d even come wearing clothes — those who wore them, at least, this Iska and Artante Diria — which ey supposed they would appreciate. One of those benefits of System-to-System Ansibles that they’d enjoyed on their transit from L<sub>5</sub> to LVs, as well.</p>
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<p>Codrin was pleased to see that some magic wrought by the Ansible engineers both here on Castor and their counterparts over on Artemis allowed the Artemisians to assume what must be their natural forms and that they weren’t greeted by a gaggle of Douglases. Ey’d never seen Douglas, but it would have been unnerving and difficult to differentiate them. They’d even come wearing clothes — those who wore them, at least, this Iska and Artante Diria — which ey supposed they would appreciate. One of those benefits of System-to-System Ansibles that they’d enjoyed on their transit from L<sub>5</sub> to LVs, as well.</p>
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<p>So it was that they found themselves lined up opposite their counterparts across the table from each other, exchanging their formal greetings.</p>
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<p>“<em>Rehasiër munachla achles eslosam. Tapotevier les unachadev The-Only-Time-I-Know-My-True-Name-Is-When-I-Dream-am, ite True-Name.</em>” The skunk bowed formally, deep and at the waist.</p>
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<p>The firstracer before her raised its head up, exposing its long neck to the delegates in turn. “Greetings, and thank you for letting us join you. I am the leader, and my name is Turun Ka.”</p>
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<p>Ey watched the exchange of greetings curiously, making note of what gestures were made, before bowing emself and saying, “<em>Rehasiër munachla echles eslosam. Tapotevier les unechrenum Codrin-Bălanam.</em>“</p>
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<p>Turun Ko, opposite em, responded with a similar motion of raised head. “Greetings-hello, thank-you-and-gratitude for allowing our delegation-emissaries. I act as observer-recorder and am called-named Turun Ko.”</p>
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<p>Ey tilted eir head, noting the confusion on eir side of the table at the choppy, synonym-ridden greeting, filing away a question to ask of the recorder later.</p>
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<p>The greetings continued down the line. Tycho and Stolon greeted each other as scientists. Iska, who startled em in their resemblance to Debarre, and Sarah greeted each other, followed last of all by Artante Diria and Why Ask Questions.</p>
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<p>There was a small shuffle as the delegates from both craft sat at the table, Iska politely requesting that their chair be raised and the surface area made smaller so that they could more effectively reach the table, which True Name accomplished with a gesture. Both of Turun Ka and Turun Ko set their chairs aside and squatted down on their haunches before the table instead.</p>
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<p>“Thank you once again, and welcome to this fourth convergence,” Turun Ka said. Its voice was almost musical, far from the synthetic sound that ey had initially assumed. “It is a pleasure to meet those who are new and different from us, and we are always grateful when luck and chance allow us to do so.”</p>
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<p>True Name nodded, a hint of a bow from where she sat. “Thank you for joining us, and welcome to the Launch Vehicle Castor. We are honored to have you aboard. If you need anything at all, please do not hesitate to ask me, as I bear full ACLs for the sim. You will find your rest area down there—” She gestured with a paw toward one of the hallways. “—where you will have limited ACLs that will allow you to modify many of the objects there and will allow you to fork once.”</p>
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<p>The reactions around the table were mixed. Turun Ka and Turun Ko remained impassive — they seemed to move only with intent, and when not required, they were as stationary as statues. Stolon tilted their head in a quizzical manner. Iska’s expression was hard to read, but were ey pressed to put a name to it, ey would have called it unnerved, or perhaps startled. Given the similarities of her features to the humans around the table, Artante looked quite pleased.</p>
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<p>“There will be no time skew?” Iska asked, voice high pitched, each word dipping in tone.</p>
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<p>“We were not able to accommodate that, no.”</p>
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<p>“You appear-seem displeased or uncomfortable,” Turun Ko said, head pointing down the table toward Why Ask Questions. “Can you explain if able or comfortable?”</p>
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<p>She looked over to True Name, who gave a small nod of acknowledgement.</p>
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<p>“Some of us here on the System do not feel comfortable with unbounded time,” she said. “We will discuss more as the meeting continues.”</p>
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<p>“<em>Aet,</em>” it said. <em>Okay.</em></p>
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<p>After a moment’s silence, the skunk continued. “Per our agreement, this meeting here on Castor will be focused on knowledge-share surrounding the topics of linguistics and science, with particular attention astronomy and spaceflight, while those aboard Artemis will </p>
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<p>Page generated on 2021-11-26</p>
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<p>Page generated on 2021-11-26</p>
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