diff --git a/writing/post-self/neviim/index.html b/writing/post-self/neviim/index.html index 37b949740..50bafd8ef 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/neviim/index.html +++ b/writing/post-self/neviim/index.html @@ -170,7 +170,7 @@ how say
  • SPLIT
  • Codrin Bălan — Tycho#Tasker, Sarah, have dinner with Codrin, Dear, Dear’s partner, talk about jobs, what they used to do, how odd it is to have one. Tycho gets message re: Artemisian culture and importance of time-bending, and shares with table, Tycho says TN refuses to accommodate on Castor. - 2324
  • Tycho Brahe#Artemis — Tycho watches news disseminate with True Name, learns of various reactions. - 2222
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  • Codrin Bălan — Walk with Dear, talking about what to expect/not expect (actual understanding may take decades, some other stuff), Dear admits that this might be one it’s glad to sit out b/c its existence relies on being able to understand, they talk about that - 2082
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  • Codrin Bălan — Walk with Dear, talking about what to expect/not expect (actual understanding may take decades, some other stuff), Dear admits that this might be one it’s glad to sit out b/c its existence relies on being able to understand, they talk about that - 2082
  • Ioan Bălan — True Name shows up - 1838
  • Tycho Brahe#Artemis — They work out a date, start making preparations e.g: building the DMZ out a bit, forks for who’s going, senses how little input he will have but keeps to himself, letting #Tasker know to talk with Codrin back at house on prairie - 2174
    • diff --git a/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/002.html b/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/002.html index a562b5bee..e15728f29 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/002.html +++ b/writing/post-self/neviim/ioan/002.html @@ -13,8 +13,11 @@

    Ioan Bălan — 2346

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    Convergence T-13 days, 15 hours, 57 minutes (transmission delay: 7.23 days)
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    Ioan knew that it would be quite a while yet before eir and May’s forks merged back down. Time Is A Finger Pointing At Itself, the director of the play was quite strict but she also drank like a fish and clung jealously to some remnant of productions she’d remembered from more than two centuries ago, so it had become a comfortable rhythm for Ioan, May, and any other actors who wished to join to follow her to a pub that served strong drinks and greasy food.

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    Ey had been planning on a simple dinner on eir own, perhaps catching up on some reading, but with this knowledge and the fact that May was now here with em, the plan evolved into something more involved. Staying inside didn’t feel right. Something about the news had em in mind of stars, in mind of looking up to the sky, so they wound up grilling burgers out on the patio and talked as they watched the stars above, sitting there in the house’s back yard.

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    Ey had been planning on a simple dinner on eir own, perhaps catching up on some reading, but with this knowledge and the fact that May was now here with em, the plan evolved into something more involved. Staying inside didn’t feel right. Something about the news had them in mind of stars, in mind of looking up to the sky, so they wound up grilling burgers out on the patio and talked as they watched the stars come out one by one, sitting there in the house’s back yard.

    The burgers had long been finished and the grill long since put away when Ioan felt an automated sensorium ping of someone entering the house, followed shortly by a real message from who had just arrived.

    She did not give em time to react, nor even to stand. Ey had only managed to turn to look to the door opening out to the patio before the skunk stepped out onto the concrete, lit only by the string of lights tucked beneath the overhanging deck.

    “I…what? True Name?”

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    After a moment, May leaned back, rested her paws on those shoulders, and said, “But please leave and do not ever, ever, come to my house again.”