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<p>— Why Ask Questions, Here At The End Of All Things of the Ode Clade</p>
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<p>It came as a letter. An actual, honest-to-goodness letter, slipped under eir door (which is how the sim decided to interpret it), written in a rounded hand on yellow legal pad paper.</p>
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<p>Ey spent nearly five minutes just staring that the letter, turning it over in eir hands, inspecting the writing, the ink (shitty ballpoint, ey had noted with distaste), the creases. Ey could make neither heads nor tails of it. It was incredibly Odist while at the same time being totally unique.</p>
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<p>Ey spent nearly five minutes just staring at the letter, turning it over in eir hands, inspecting the writing, the ink (shitty ballpoint, ey had noted with distaste), the creases. Ey could make neither heads nor tails of it. It was incredibly Odist while at the same time being totally unique.</p>
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<p>When ey showed it to Dear, the fox rolled its eyes and handed it back.</p>
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<p><em>“She is a shithead.”</em></p>
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<p>“A shithead?” Ey laughed. “How so?”</p>
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<p>The move was so innocent, so playful, that eir first reaction was to laugh rather than get upset at someone’s fingers in eir drink. Ey liked her at once, then grudgingly admitted to emself that, yes, she was kind of a shithead for just how effortlessly she had made em laugh, not three minutes into meeting her. </p>
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<p>Once ey had eir drink again, ey asked, “So, why did you invite me here?”</p>
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<p>“You are doing your thing with Dear, are you not? Your…” She spun her finger in the air as she pulled up the word she was looking for. “History? Your myth? It is so fascinating! There is so much story to be had after two hundred years. Creation, Secession, Launch; so much happened around those and between them, and sure, there are timelines and dry textbooks and whatever, but this! You are one of the first ones who is actually pulling a story out of it.”</p>
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<p>Ey grinned. “That’s the hope, yeah. I was originally going to just make it about Launch, but there are more parallels between Secession and the launch that I’d expected.”</p>
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<p>Ey grinned. “That’s the hope, yeah. I was originally going to just make it about Launch, but there are more parallels between Secession and the launch than I’d expected.”</p>
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<p>“There are, yes. And you know, I wonder if we will start thinking of the launch in the same way as Secession. You can almost hear the capital-S in Secession, and now I hear it in Launch.”</p>
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<p>“Perhaps. Maybe we’ll just do it from here and the L<sub>5</sub> System or Castor will do something else.”</p>
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<p>“Mmhm.” She grinned at em. “I have already heard from Castor via the System that we are starting to diverge in pretty major ways.”</p>
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<p>She winked at em, and with that, the interview was over.</p>
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<p>They were also very clearly in love with each other, which Douglas found endearing, yet odd for some reason, given how often they referred to each other simply as coworkers. Ioan, especially, seemed either completely unwilling to acknowledge or completely unaware of the dynamic.</p>
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<p>Ah well. It was an interesting fact, at least. Interesting in that when Douglas had interacted with couples before, he had often felt like…well, not a third wheel, particularly, so much as someone who simply did not understand the social dynamic at hand. Not so with them.</p>
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<p>As enjoyable as all of the conversations were, however, and as much as he was beginning to understand sys-side life, he seemed to gain little in the way of actual knowledge.</p>
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<p>At this point, however, his duties had diminished almost to almost nil, and he had little else to do. Within the year, he suspected that he’d be off looking for another job, hopefully still station-side.</p>
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<p>At this point, however, his duties had diminished to almost nil, and he had little else to do. Within the year, he suspected that he’d be off looking for another job, hopefully still station-side.</p>
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<p>So here he was, sitting on his bed, reading until either May Then My Name or Ioan pinged him.</p>
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<p>Tonight, it was Ioan.</p>
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<p>He turned the lights off and rolled enough to pull his covers over him. It’d be early to fall asleep, but it’s not like he had much else to do, so he might as well do the same.</p>
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<p>Eir hope in undertaking this exercise had been to learn a bit more about the time between Secession and Launch, about what had lead to the demographics of a System that had decided to hurl large portions of itself out into space. Was it something perhaps borne of the sentiment of the population that had grown in the intervening years? Was it something that had always been there?</p>
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<p>When ey had come up with the list of questions, ey had intended to divine why those who had uploaded had found the System attractive. Was that, perhaps, what had driven the desire for the launch?</p>
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<p>And yet now, it seemed like that was, at most, a secondary effect.</p>
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<p>So much was going on that had gone on before and so many of the same actors were involved that, although these interviews had been interesting in and of themselves, it seemed doubtless that such had had any notable affect. </p>
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<p>So much was going on that had gone on before and so many of the same actors were involved that, although these interviews had been interesting in and of themselves, it seemed doubtful that such had had any notable affect. </p>
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<p><strong>Ioan:</strong> How do you feel about the launch project?</p>
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<p>Now here he was, huddling at the base of a scraggly tree like some hunted thing, an animal seeking only to never be seen by unknown predators. Now here he was, completely alone.</p>
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<p>And yet he couldn’t force himself to rise. Couldn’t force himself to get up from his crouching position, couldn’t force himself to walk back to his apartment or, really, anywhere else, couldn’t even force himself to pull his phone from his pocket and get in touch with…well, who would he even contact? The only one he interacted with in the subject — really, the only one he interacted with offline in any sincere capacity, these last few months — was Councilor Demma.</p>
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<p>Given this reaction, that seemed ill-advised.</p>
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<p>So he sat for an hour, back pressed against the truck of the tree, searching for anything he could think of to ground himself.</p>
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<p>So he sat for an hour, back pressed against the trunk of the tree, searching for anything he could think of to ground himself.</p>
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<p>With a thrill up his spine along the exocortex and a gentle ping from his implants, his phone began to ring. Fears surged within him once again, and a glance at the screen confirmed his fears.</p>
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<p>Demma.</p>
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<p>“Shit, shit.” He stood, paced around the tree in a circle. “Shit. Shit, goddamn.”</p>
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<p>The councilor tugged at his chin absentmindedly. “I think that there are a few reasons for that, Mr. Zerezghi. The first is that there were no other co-authors on the bill, so it looked rather sudden. Even if you’ve been leading the effort quite effectively, and others look up to you, I can imagine that some see it as a power-grab once you’d reached that consensus.</p>
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<p>“Another reason is that you used the word ‘secede’, which is something of a naughty word in many jurisdictions. North America in particular has some quite strong feelings on the matter, given the troubles of the last century. Don’t misunderstand me, you had to use it for legislative reasons, but it still spun several people into a panic, particularly in what remains of the United States. Does that make sense?”</p>
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<p>“Yes, I suppose, but others were already using it. Respected voices, even. It’s not the first time it’s come up.”</p>
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<p>“Of course, but it is the first time it’s been put in front of everyone as a something they must consider.”</p>
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<p>“Of course, but it is the first time it’s been put in front of everyone as something they must consider.”</p>
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<p>Yared frowned. “If that’s the case, then perhaps we should have waited for a separate referendum.”</p>
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<p>“No, I don’t think so.” Demma smiled, looking very much the kind, grandfatherly type. “Or rather, our analysts didn’t think so. They ran several situations through their various models and came to the conclusion that an amendment was the best path forward.”</p>
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<p>“Why, though? I don’t see how introducing something so divisive would lead to anything other than either the entire referendum getting thrown out or, at best, delaying the process for months.”</p>
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<p>“There may indeed be a small delay as debate kicks up again.” Demma nodded toward Yared. “Which we will help you participate in, much as we have up to this point. Still, broaching the idea as an amendment is a good way to get this idea in the forefront of people’s minds. They can have the debate with lower pressure on acceptance. They can always vote on original referendum without passing the amendment, correct?”</p>
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<p>“There may indeed be a small delay as debate kicks up again.” Demma nodded toward Yared. “Which we will help you participate in, much as we have up to this point. Still, broaching the idea as an amendment is a good way to get this idea in the forefront of people’s minds. They can have the debate with lower pressure on acceptance. They can always vote on the original referendum without passing the amendment, correct?”</p>
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<p>Yared nodded.</p>
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<p>“So, if that happens, at that point, we can spin it off into its own referendum, and by then, much of the debate will have already taken place, and we can continue to work through the whole process calmly, as we have been.” He spread his hands, still smiling. “It is all a matter of risk management, Mr. Zerezghi. You understand.”</p>
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<p>“I suppose.”</p>
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<p>He finally let his shoulders sag.</p>
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<p>“So,” the councilor said, ticking off on his fingers. “The DDR is easily distracted, an additional distraction will be provided, and politics will be done where required. I promise that you’ll quickly see a swing in favor of the amendment. I’ve promised such in the past, and surely delivered.” His voice held a tone of conclusion, as though the conversation was nearing a decisive end.</p>
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<p>Yared nodded. “Alright, councilor. I understand. I’m still having a hard time internalizing it, but I’ll work on that. Should I expect further instructions?”</p>
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<p>“You’ll get them, yes, but for now, please enjoy a few days off from the issue. You’ve done your work for now, let it simmer, and then you can come back to it. I know it’ll be hard to do, but I trust you’ll find a way. Enjoy good food. Drink good coffee. Talk with good friends.” That avuncular smile returned. “You deserve it, Mr Zerezghi. And, as always, thank you for all of your hard work.”</p>
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<p>“You’ll get them, yes, but for now, please enjoy a few days off from the issue. You’ve done your work for now, let it simmer, and then you can come back to it. I know it’ll be hard to do, but I trust you’ll find a way. Enjoy good food. Drink good coffee. Talk with good friends.” That avuncular smile returned. “You deserve it, Mr. Zerezghi. And, as always, thank you for all of your hard work.”</p>
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<p>And with that, the driver pulled the door open, and it was back out into the heat of the day for him. The heat of the day, the real world, and hopefully a bit of space from the stress. Hopefully. Hopefully he’d be able to let it go for a few days.</p>
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<p>He didn’t believe it for a second.</p>
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