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 <li class="done2"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/001.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - Douglas feels a feel while working on the launch - 1021 - TODO merge with below</li>
 <li class="done2"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/002.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - Douglas and May write to each other about the launch - 2722</li>
 <li class="done2"> <a href="secession/sys/Michelle/001.html">Secession: sys-side: Michelle</a> - Michelle dies among her clade, passing on tasks to first lines (True Name gets launch?) - 1131</li>
-<li class="rejected"> ~<a href="launch/phys/de/001.html">Launch: phys-side: de</a> - Disappointed that launch went through regardless, walks the station in a daze, thinking backwards from current thought - 887~</li>
+<li class="rejected"> <a href="launch/phys/de/001.html">Launch: phys-side: de</a> - REJECTED: de no longer a POV character - Disappointed that launch went through regardless, walks the station in a daze, thinking backwards from current thought - 887~</li>
 <li class="done2"> <a href="secession/phys/Yared/001.html">Secession: phys-side: Yared</a> - Yared uploads, the final before secession - 3080</li>
 <li class="done2"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-green/001.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Green</a> - The triad tell each other fictional stories around the remnants of the fire of why they left no forks - 2599</li>
 <li class="done2"> <a href="secession/sys/Michelle/002.html">Secession: sys-side: Michelle</a> - Michelle meets with Council of Eight, discusses spending a bunch of reputation to fork; meets up with Jonas and pledges True Name - 2293</li>
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                 <h1 id="yared-zerezghi-2125">Yared Zerezghi &mdash; 2125</h1>
 <p>Although Yared Zerezghi was treated with the deference that was afforded to those who had attained such honors as he had, he was also regarded with the wary eyes due to anyone who might be considered hero and villain both.</p>
+<p>At least, he realized, until he had made it to the airport. No one wanted to be there. No one wanted to sit through that liminal process. Everyone wanted to be where they were going, not sitting in uncomfortable chairs surrounded by people they were studiously trying to ignore.</p>
 <p>The flights to Yakutsk was dull, but it was that singular type of dullness that allows anxiety to build and grow. He stared out the windows at first, watching the cities and towns that built up around the transit hubs, and then, when all was replaced with desert or windswept grass or bare mountains or burnt husks of forests, he would stare instead at the pages of his book. He could not get the symbols on the pages to line up into words and sentences, but it was better than looking out at the world he was leaving.</p>
 <p>The book remained unread when he finally landed in Yakutsk and, as he was about to pack it into the small plastic bag that was his only luggage, he thought better of it and shrugged, handing it to the passenger next to him.</p>
 <p>&ldquo;Want a book?&rdquo;</p>
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 <p>He laughed. &ldquo;You know, I think you may be right.&rdquo;</p>
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