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<p>“And do you have a better sense of what caused this massive loss of life? What led to the one year, one month, and ten days of downtime?”</p>
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<p>Another pause, longer this time, before Günay spoke. “We aren’t sure, yet.”</p>
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<p>“I do not believe that,” Dry Grass said, smiling and bowing toward the stage. “And I mean that in all kindness, Günay. The phys-side news feeds are being slowly ungated, and the tone is not one of questions with no answers.”</p>
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<p>The tech wilted under the cold kindness. “Well, okay. There is some suspicion of malicious actors, yes. I say ‘suspicion’ in earnestness, I promise. A lot of what you see — or will see, I guess — on those feeds is gonna be speculation, and I can promise that that’s all I’ve got, too.”</p>
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<p>The tech wilted under the cold kindness. “Well, okay. There is some suspicion of malicious actors, yeah. I say ‘suspicion’ in earnestness, I promise. A lot of what you see — or will see, I guess — on those feeds is gonna be speculation, and I can promise that that’s all I’ve got, too.”</p>
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<p>Jakub, apparently unable to restrain himself any further, stepped back to the center of the stage and bowed curtly. “Dry Grass, if I may.”</p>
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<p>The Odist nodded, a touch of haughtiness in her movements.</p>
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<p>“We have been ensuring a certain amount of…information security and hygiene, at least until we were sure that Lagrange was back up and running at full capacity. It–”</p>
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<p>There was a strange sort of distance involved with my life as a cladist, just by virtue of the ways in which my world worked. It was a constant, something that I’d noticed shortly after uploading, something that had stuck with me ever since. It shouldn’t be the case that I would feel distance from what I was doing just because a fork was off doing something else in my stead, right? I would be getting all of their memories, after all. Everything they experienced would be come something that I would experience, too.</p>
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<p>And the memories here on the System were something far more than what they were back phys-side. Yes, they were imperfect: they collected the same sorts of impressions, attached the same amount of meaning and emotion to time and place. They were eternal, though. I could browse back through the life that I’d lived as Reed and as Marsh before that and pull together as exact a picture of what had happened as though it had happened only some hours ago.</p>
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<p>Nevertheless, there was a distance that came with experiencing two things at once. If I sent out a tracking fork to, say, go on an exploratory date with someone that I’d accidentally developed feelings for through an ill advised merge while both our down-tree instances attended a meeting with phys-side in the middle of the apocalypse, intellectually, I wouldn’t expect that I, as the down-tree, would feel some sort of distraction from the meeting at hand, as though I were looking over the shoulder of someone else. I wouldn’t expect that I would feel like I was living two lives at once, because that was specifically what forking was used for, right? It let us live two lives at once and yet still feel singular about the whole thing.</p>
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<p>But here I was, confronted with the very real sense of distance I was feeling from this conversation between the representative sample of clades and phys-side.</p>
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<p>But here I was, confronted with the very real sense of distance I was feeling from this conversation between the representative sample of clades and phys-side, forcing me to consciously focus on paying attention.</p>
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<p><em>Or maybe I’m just anxious,</em> I thought.</p>
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<p>The topic of the conversation certainly had its share of anxiety-inducing power. We’d gathered once more in the room with the AVEC stage, finding our seats around the oblong table that had long since started to become familiar, while Günay and Jakub joined us from the L<sub>5</sub> station.</p>
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<p>Need An Answer once more called the meeting to order, though with no new faces, this largely amounted to her stating that she had a list of topics that we wished to address and picking one to start with.</p>
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<p>“And they did all of this in a few months?” Need An Answer said, gently steering the conversation back on track.</p>
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<p>Jakub shook his head. “We don’t think so. They were the only one from Our Brightest Lights to upload, but they had the rest of OBLC working with them, plus a dozen other collectives and some individuals besides. I don’t know the specifics, but I imagine it took them well over a year to organize everything while still keeping it under wraps.”</p>
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<p>“That much work, though, and they can’t have had just one person working sys-side,” Debarre said, brow furrowed in a frown. “Are you sure they’re the only one out of all those collectives and people that uploaded? Wouldn’t they have to have sympathizers and so on here?”</p>
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<p>“We are working on it,” I Cannot Stop Myself From Speaking, who had until this point in the meeting been silent, replied. The bobcat’s expression remained impassive, but it was hard to miss just how sharp her fangs were with the anger evident in her voice. I was happy to see that she at least looked away from Debarre as she said this; the anger seemed instead to be directed at Jakub.</p>
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<p>(More about the perpetrator (tech side))</p>
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<p>“We are working on it,” I Cannot Stop Myself From Speaking, who had until this point in the meeting been silent, replied. The bobcat’s expression remained impassive, but it was hard to miss just how sharp her fangs were with the anger evident in her voice. I was happy to see that she at least looked away from Debarre as she said this; the anger seemed instead to be directed at no one in particular, or perhaps the world as a whole. A world that would permit such people to exist. It was an anger that veered well into vindictiveness.</p>
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<p>Need An Answer, perhaps sensing the tension this inspired, moved smoothly down her list. “The next point that we would like to discuss is the sentiment that has crept into the System based on the news of an attack. I must admit that we found it frustrating to hear just how much phys-side knew in comparison to what we had been told. Günay said, “There is some suspicion of malicious actors, yeah. I say ‘suspicion’ in earnestness, I promise.” Mr. Strzepek stated that certain data were to be withheld from both sys-side and phys-side.” A smile, condescending, curled the corner of her mouth. “And here we learn that news of the attack was released almost immediately, phys-side.”</p>
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<p>(What the sentiment is now that news of an attack has made its way through from phys-side, confirmed through feeds but with no details)</p>
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<p>(Notes from the LVs)</p>
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<p>(WG on security going over Artemis data dump for ideas, has been in place for phys-side, looping in sys-side)</p>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="015.html">015</a> — Date with Dry Grass, talking about reconstruction — 2002</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="016.html">016</a> — (Discussing list of requests to systech both phys- and sys-side for improvement, incl someone digging into Artemisian archives)</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="017.html">017</a> — (It doesn’t work, there is only them, no Marsh, Vos gets <em>very mad</em>, clade admits it’s time to start grieving proper)</li>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="018.html">018</a> — (Coming to terms with letting go of the past, conversation 2 with A Finger Pointing (and other Odists) about being a clade without a root)</li>
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<li class="done0"> Epilogue — Life after<ul>
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<li class="done0"> <a href="018.html">018</a> — (Weeks later, coming to terms with letting go of the past, conversation 2 with A Finger Pointing (and other Odists) about being a clade without a root)</li>
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