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Date: Mon, 3 Jan 2022 22:55:11 -0800
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 <li class="done3"> <a href="interlude/000.html">RJ Brewster</a> &mdash; Prakash Das helps RJ get to S-R Bloc, sends last email to Sasha, undergoes the early uploading procedure (fade to black when going under anaesthetic) - 2021</li>
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-<li class="done2"> Anticipation - leading up to the arrival of the Artemisians<ul>
+<li class="done3"> Anticipation - leading up to the arrival of the Artemisians<ul>
 <li class="done3"> <a href="local/tycho/001.html">Tycho Brahe</a> &mdash; Tycho seeks out Codrin to tell em what happened. - 1481</li>
 <li class="done3"> <a href="local/codrin/001.html">Codrin Bălan</a> &mdash; After coping ahead w/ Tycho, Codrin expresses worries with Dear - 1896</li>
 <li class="done3"> <a href="local/tycho/002.html">Tycho Brahe</a> &mdash; Tycho returns back to home sim to find True Name - 2698</li>
 <li class="done3"> <a href="local/codrin/002.html">Codrin Bălan</a> &mdash; Goes to begin the work with Tycho, explaining how projects start, amanuenses - 2643</li>
 <li class="done3"> <a href="local/tycho/003.html">Tycho Brahe</a> &mdash; Tycho#Artemis catches up on recent developments (instructions for interfacing with their version of the Ansible, instructions on course change to stay in closer contact for longer), meets up with Answers Will Not Help, who is surprisingly open about news management. - 3038</li>
-<li class="done2"> <a href="local/codrin/003.html">Codrin Bălan</a> &mdash; Meets Sarah Genet to talk about joining the amanuensis team, talk about what that would even look like, decide nice to have a total nobody Odists don&rsquo;t know/care about, laughs that this is the most organized project yet - 2801</li>
-<li class="done2"> <a href="local/tycho/004.html">Tycho Brahe</a> &mdash; Tycho, True Name, Answers Will Not Help, other astronomer (Paolo Verda), and System tech (Sovanna Soun) fork to basically create a massive workforce to get all this done as fast as possible, .com - 1924</li>
-<li class="done2"> <a href="local/codrin/004.html">Codrin Bălan</a> &mdash; Meets up with the Artemis team at dinner, somewhat tense around True Name, but learns a bit more about the current status and how well under control it is (or how tightly controlled Odists are keeping it) - 2168</li>
-<li class="done2"> <a href="local/tycho/005.html">Tycho Brahe#Artemis</a> &mdash; Tycho has a dream about meeting the Artemisians, wakes and talks with TN about preemptive cultural exchange so that they know more about each other, works with Why Ask Questions thinking she&rsquo;s Answers Will Not Help. - 1758</li>
+<li class="done3"> <a href="local/codrin/003.html">Codrin Bălan</a> &mdash; Meets Sarah Genet to talk about joining the amanuensis team, talk about what that would even look like, decide nice to have a total nobody Odists don&rsquo;t know/care about, laughs that this is the most organized project yet - 2801</li>
+<li class="done3"> <a href="local/tycho/004.html">Tycho Brahe</a> &mdash; Tycho, True Name, Answers Will Not Help, other astronomer (Paolo Verda), and System tech (Sovanna Soun) fork to basically create a massive workforce to get all this done as fast as possible, .com - 1924</li>
+<li class="done3"> <a href="local/codrin/004.html">Codrin Bălan</a> &mdash; Meets up with the Artemis team at dinner, somewhat tense around True Name, but learns a bit more about the current status and how well under control it is (or how tightly controlled Odists are keeping it) - 2168</li>
+<li class="done3"> <a href="local/tycho/005.html">Tycho Brahe#Artemis</a> &mdash; Tycho has a dream about meeting the Artemisians, wakes and talks with TN about preemptive cultural exchange so that they know more about each other, works with Why Ask Questions thinking she&rsquo;s Answers Will Not Help. - 1758</li>
 <li class="done2"> <a href="ioan/001.html">Ioan Bălan</a> &mdash; Ioan gets word from Castor - 1844</li>
 <li class="rejected"> SPLIT <!--<a href="interlude/001.html">Interlude</a> --- Ioan and May discuss news, but also Codrin's notes about feeling dragged along - 3624--></li>
 <li class="done2"> <a href="local/codrin/005.html">Codrin Bălan</a> &mdash; Tycho#Tasker, Sarah, have dinner with Codrin, Dear, Dear&rsquo;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</li>
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 <p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;ll see them soon enough, I guess. A few weeks, tops, though at this rate, I&rsquo;m guessing only a matter of days.&rdquo;</p>
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                 <h1 id="codrin-balan-2346">Codrin Balan &mdash; 2346</h1>
-<p>Codrin found emself in possession of a blissful day of peace after that sudden pile-on of news. Ey acknowledged a request from True Name to act as amanuensis with a faintness of heart that ey hoped the skunk did not notice, worked on a letter to Ioan, and then went back to spending the rest of eir day napping, catching up on a writing project ey had been poking at, shoving Dear around for fun, and watching the fox rehearse its next performance with its partner. This one was to be a ballroom dance where everyone invited would dance with instances of Dear, which would begin disappearing one by one while the rest grew steadily more anxious, as though worrying that they would be next.</p>
+<p>Codrin found emself in possession of a blissful day of peace after that sudden pile-on of news. Ey acknowledged a request from True Name to act as amanuensis with a faintness of heart that ey hoped the skunk did not notice, worked on a letter to Ioan, and then went back to spending the rest of eir day napping, catching up on a writing project ey had been poking at, shoving Dear around for fun, and watching the fox rehearse its next performance with their partner. This one was to be a ballroom dance where everyone invited would dance with instances of Dear, which would begin disappearing one by one while the rest grew steadily more anxious, as though worrying that they would be next.</p>
 <p>It was all very Dear, and Codrin enjoyed the idea immensely.</p>
 <p>It was comforting, in a way, to sit on the couch and watch eir partners dance, stumble, laugh, start dancing again, all while this big project loomed outside. It was there, ey knew. It was hovering outside like a storm rolling inexorably over the prairie, ready to lash the sides of the house with bands of rain and rattle the glass with peals of thunder.</p>
 <p>But for now, ey was safe inside, laying in supplies, even if they were simply emotional and intellectual reserves for what ey knew would be a taxing endeavor.</p>
 <p>The only conversation ey&rsquo;d allowed about the entire affair came at night, when the three of them had piled into bed, each in their familiar order but pressed now up against each other, perhaps drawing comfort against the onrushing storm.</p>
-<p>&ldquo;How&rsquo;s it going to feel working alongside True Name instead of against her?&rdquo; Dear&rsquo;s partner asked, voice muffled by a pillow as the fox kneaded at their shoulders.</p>
+<p>&ldquo;How&rsquo;s it going to feel working alongside True Name instead of against her?&rdquo; Dear&rsquo;s partner asked, voice muffled by a pillow as the fox kneaded on their shoulders.</p>
 <p>Codrin replied, voice equally muffled against the back of Dear&rsquo;s neck, &ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know if I was working against her, necessarily. It felt like it at the time, but now it just feels like we were both doing our jobs.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;You just hated hers.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>Ey laughed against Dear&rsquo;s neck, which got a giggle out of the fox in turn. &ldquo;I guess. It&rsquo;s hard to hate too much because good things came of it, but also you can&rsquo;t say for sure that the same thing would&rsquo;ve happened if she hadn&rsquo;t been there. Her, Jonas, the lot of them, they were all helpful in bringing about Secession and Launch how they happened, but who knows? Maybe they would&rsquo;ve happened regardless, just with different people at the helm.&rdquo;</p>
-<p>There was a long moment of silence, broken only but the occasional noise of contentment from Dear&rsquo;s partner as the fox continued in its back rub. Codrin spent the time plastering those thoughts over with better ones. Ey thought about how the fox smelled, how its fur felt against eir face. Ey thought about how, once, ey&rsquo;d wound up between eir two partners in much the same position and it had led to an overwhelming wave of anxiety, a sense that things were wrong, a feeling that ey needed to escape, and how they&rsquo;d comforted em and then simply fallen back into the habit of laying like this, instead. The fox seemed to draw a sense of security, sandwiched between them, just as Codrin did by having no one at eir back.</p>
+<p>There was a long moment of silence, broken only but the occasional noise of contentment from Dear&rsquo;s partner as the fox continued in its back-rub. Codrin spent the time plastering those thoughts over with better ones. Ey thought about how the fox smelled, how its fur felt against eir face. Ey thought about how, once, ey&rsquo;d wound up between eir two partners in much the same position and it had led to an overwhelming wave of anxiety, a sense that things were wrong, a feeling that ey needed to escape, and how they&rsquo;d comforted em and then simply fallen back into the habit of laying like this, instead. The fox seemed to draw a sense of security, sandwiched between them, just as Codrin did by having no one at eir back.</p>
 <p><em>&ldquo;Did you hate her?&rdquo;</em> Dear said, breaking the silence and eir rumination. It had stopped in its massage and settled for a simple hug instead. <em>&ldquo;Do you still?&rdquo;</em></p>
 <p>Ey hooked eir chin over the fox&rsquo;s shoulder, humming thoughtfully. &ldquo;Maybe, in a way. I thought I did at the time. I thought I hated that she was part of the hidden level of control that everyone suspects but no one can prove. All she needed was a black suit, black sunglasses, and an earpiece.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>Dear and its partner laughed.</p>
-<p>&ldquo;Now, though, I think resentment is a more accurate word than hate. I resent the feeling of being controlled with no recourse. She may have the brainpower and manpower and analytical skills to read everyone as thoroughly as she did, but I resent how cold she was in actually doing so. I don&rsquo;t dislike the System as it stands after her and Jonas&rsquo;s manipulation, but I resent the cynicism it took to get here. I don&rsquo;t resent being here, but I do resent the phys-side manipulations that led to me being here.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Now, though, I think resentment is a more accurate word than hate. I resent the feeling of being controlled with no recourse. She may have the brainpower and manpower and analytical skills to read everyone as thoroughly as she did, but I resent how cold she was in actually doing so; there&rsquo;s no point in hating her. I don&rsquo;t dislike the System as it stands after her and Jonas&rsquo;s manipulation, but I resent the cynicism it took to get here. I don&rsquo;t resent being here, but I do resent the phys-side manipulations that led to me being here.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>After yawning, Dear&rsquo;s partner asked, &ldquo;Think you&rsquo;ll be alright working beside her while you resent her?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;If it was just me, no,&rdquo; ey said. &ldquo;If that cynicism is directed at the Artemisians and Tycho and whoever else, rather than just at me, It&rsquo;ll be fine, I think.&rdquo;</p>
 <p><em>&ldquo;Besides,&rdquo;</em> Dear said. <em>&ldquo;You will still get to see great things, my dear. You may be tired, yes, but out of however many billion people on board, you will get to see great things.&rdquo;</em></p>
@@ -42,7 +42,7 @@
 <li>Representative 1: Why Ask Questions Here At The End Of All Things of the Ode clade</li>
 </ul>
 <p>However, we will need one more representative. It would be vanishingly easy for me or Jonas to pick someone who would be fitting for our enterprises, but why do that when it would potentially be much more interesting to let you pick? It ought to be someone outside the Ode clade or your polycule, but beyond that, I find myself fascinated by the idea that you &mdash; you, who have your feet on the ground and head in the clouds &mdash; might pick someone about whom I know nothing. With two Odists on the team already, one of whom is one of my up-tree instances, I am sure you can see that we will have the situation under control from our end.</p>
-<p>Please make your choice today, and I will look forward to seeing the two of you by, say, systime 1700 for a candlelit dinner in Tycho&rsquo;s delightful sim. If they are interested in joining, the other members of your polycule are also welcome.</p>
+<p>Please make your choice today, and I will look forward to seeing the two of you by, say, systime 1700 for a candlelit dinner in Tycho&rsquo;s delightful sim. If they are interested in joining, your partners are also welcome.</p>
 <p>Cordially,</p>
 <p>The Only Time I Know My True Name Is When I Dream of the Ode clade</p>
 </blockquote>
@@ -53,7 +53,7 @@
 <p><em>&ldquo;Everyone is capable of humor, my dear. Whether or not they intend it is the question.&rdquo;</em></p>
 <p>&ldquo;Want to come to a dinner party with me, then?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>There was a long pause during which several emotions played out on the fox&rsquo;s face before it replied. <em>&ldquo;I will have an answer for you by systime 1500. I cannot decide right now.&rdquo;</em></p>
-<p>&ldquo;Dinner party?&rdquo; Dear&rsquo;s partner stumbled from the bedroom, creases from a pillow still evident on eir cheek. &ldquo;How many do I have to cook for?&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Dinner party?&rdquo; Dear&rsquo;s partner stumbled from the bedroom, creases from a pillow still evident on their cheek. &ldquo;How many do I have to cook for?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;None, thankfully,&rdquo; Codrin grinned. &ldquo;Or perhaps just Dear and I. We&rsquo;ve been invited to one.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>They stopped at the end of the table, leaning down onto their hands. &ldquo;Well, Dear is frowning, so I&rsquo;m assuming it&rsquo;s complicated?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;True Name would like me to join her and the rest of the emissaries to the Artemisians, and she&rsquo;s invited you two as well.&rdquo;</p>
@@ -62,8 +62,8 @@
 <p>They waved their hand noncommittally as they stumbled into the kitchen where a mug sat waiting for them already.</p>
 <p>Once everyone was awake enough for conversation, ey asked eir question. &ldquo;Either of you know someone who would be a good choice to balance out this diplomatic party? Someone less likely to try and shape the whole venture to their will, but not as passive as an amanuensis?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>Dear shrugged. <em>&ldquo;I can get you in touch with plenty of artists. How opposite of an Odist viewpoint are you looking for?&rdquo;</em></p>
-<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m not sure that&rsquo;s quite the goal, so much as someone who can be engaged and can contribute without being as cynical as anyone from True Name&rsquo;s stanza or as singularly focused as Tycho. I think what might be good is just someone ordinary. Someone normal.&rdquo;</p>
-<p>Dear&rsquo;s partner perked up. &ldquo;If you want someone who would be interested, is pleasant to be around, and able to engage in a conversation without going down a rabbit hole or starting a fight, I think I know someone.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;m not sure that&rsquo;s quite the goal, so much as someone who can be engaged and can contribute without being as cynical as anyone from True Name&rsquo;s stanza or as singularly focused as Tycho. I think what might be good is just someone ordinary. Someone normal. Boring.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>Dear&rsquo;s partner raised their eyebrowws. &ldquo;If you want someone who would be interested, is pleasant to be around, and is able to engage in a conversation without going down a rabbit hole or starting a fight, I think I know someone.&rdquo;</p>
 <p><em>&ldquo;Slander. I can engage in conversations and I do not go down rabbit holes or start fights.&rdquo;</em></p>
 <p>&ldquo;Yeah, but absolutely no one would call you boring, Dear.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>It preened.</p>
@@ -79,7 +79,7 @@
 <p>Sarah Genet immediately reminded em of Mr. Nicolescu in so many ways. The way she walked, the way she held herself, her smile, the way she listened with her whole intention on whatever someone had to say.</p>
 <p>Ey liked her immediately, a feeling which ey&rsquo;d questioned ever since composing the <em>History.</em></p>
 <p>&ldquo;So, all I was told coming into this was that I was needed for a project that might interest me,&rdquo; she said, once she&rsquo;d been offered coffee, snacks, and a seat at the table. &ldquo;If you&rsquo;re going to go all mysterious on me, I&rsquo;m probably already going to say yes, but make your pitch.&rdquo;</p>
-<p>&ldquo;Quick pitch?&rdquo; Codrin grinned. &ldquo;Aliens found our Dreamer Module signal and are going to upload a diplomatic party in a few weeks, and you were suggested as a good candidate.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;Quick pitch?&rdquo; Codrin grinned. &ldquo;Aliens found our Dreamer Module signal and are going to upload a diplomatic party in a few weeks, and you were suggested as a good candidate for the talks.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>A few moments of quiet followed before Dear&rsquo;s partner laughed. &ldquo;Sorry Sarah. You see why I wanted you over here to have this conversation in person?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;You&rsquo;re telling me, good Lord.&rdquo; She shook her head, folded her hands on the table, and smiled. &ldquo;Alright, now give me the longer pitch.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;Alright. The Dreamer Module broadcast, in short, broadcast instructions on how to build a message that would work with our Ansible, allowing anyone who found it to upload to the LVs. A few nights ago, someone picked that up and answered.&rdquo;</p>
@@ -88,7 +88,7 @@
 <p>&ldquo;No clue. Clearly science of some sort, given their request for a scientist. Probably coming to an agreement, if they&rsquo;re asking for a recorder of some sort, though that&rsquo;s just a guess on my part. The &ldquo;We welcome you&rdquo; bit sounds promising, at least.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>She read through the note once more, set it down, and sipped at her coffee. &ldquo;Well, you already know that I&rsquo;m in, but I&rsquo;m happy to say that this doesn&rsquo;t change my decision. Why me, though?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>Dear&rsquo;s partner answered, &ldquo;Have you read the Bălans&rsquo; <em>History,</em> yet? <em>An Expanded History of Our World?</em> I know I pointed you to it.&rdquo;</p>
-<p>&ldquo;More than pointed,&rdquo; she said, laughing. &ldquo;You all but forced me to read it, so, yes, I&rsquo;ve read it.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;More than pointed,&rdquo; she said, laughing. &ldquo;You all but forced me to read it, so, yes.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;So you know of True Name, right?&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;The one who tried to guide everything? Yeah, I remember. I didn&rsquo;t miss her name on there, either.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>Codrin sighed. &ldquo;I had the chance to interview her &mdash; me and my root instance both did &mdash; and she&rsquo;s a lot to deal with. I&rsquo;m sure it&rsquo;s some calculated gesture that she leaves the last choice up to me, but all the same, I wanted to pick someone who was the opposite of her.&rdquo;</p>
@@ -97,17 +97,17 @@
 <p>She held her coffee cup in her hands, tilting her head thoughtfully. &ldquo;You know, it&rsquo;s a good intuition, but you might also want to be prepared for there to be nothing I can offer. They&rsquo;re clearly similar enough to us that they can learn our language, but that may be where the similarities stop. They may be so alien to us that we might not be able to understand them at all, at least not truly.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>Codrin frowned.</p>
 <p>&ldquo;Not that it&rsquo;s hopeless, of course. I&rsquo;m still happy to help. Honored, even! Just an eventuality you might want to prepare for. Have they sent us anything to teach us their language?&rdquo;</p>
-<p><em>&ldquo;One of their languages, perhaps,&rdquo;</em> Dear chimed in. <em>&ldquo;There are apparently four different species.&rdquo;</em></p>
-<p>&ldquo;One of them, then,&rdquo; she said. If she was surprised by the fact, her expression didn&rsquo;t betray it. &ldquo;We apparently only sent them our <em>lingua franca,</em> though, so maybe they have similar.&rdquo;</p>
+<p><em>&ldquo;One of their languages, perhaps,&rdquo;</em> Dear chimed in. <em>&ldquo;There seem to be four different species.&rdquo;</em></p>
+<p>&ldquo;One of them, right,&rdquo; she said. &ldquo;We apparently only sent them our <em>lingua franca,</em> though, so maybe they have similar.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t know, actually. Those are the messages I have, but I don&rsquo;t know if they&rsquo;re the only ones,&rdquo; Codrin said. &ldquo;We&rsquo;ll probably learn more tonight. You alright creating a long-running fork for the project? That&rsquo;s what she made Tycho do.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;Oh, that&rsquo;s fine. It&rsquo;ll be my first time working on a big, organized project like this.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>Ey laughed. &ldquo;Same here. I&rsquo;ve worked on big projects and organized projects, but not both at the same time.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;I&rsquo;ll look forward to dinner, then.&rdquo; She looked down, plucked at her blouse, and shrugged. &ldquo;Think this is good enough for it?&rdquo;</p>
-<p>&ldquo;If it&rsquo;s at Tycho&rsquo;s, it&rsquo;ll be too dark to tell, but I don&rsquo;t think he owns anything other than flannel shirts and khakis. You should be fine.&rdquo;</p>
+<p>&ldquo;If it&rsquo;s at Tycho&rsquo;s, it&rsquo;ll be too dark to tell, but I don&rsquo;t think he owns anything other than flannel shirts and jeans. You should be fine.&rdquo;</p>
 <p>&ldquo;Alright. I&rsquo;m curious to see what someone who tried to shape large swaths of recent history looks like.&rdquo;</p>
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