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<h1 id="codrin-balanblue-2325">Codrin Balan#Blue — 2325</h1>
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<p>Interview with Dear, Also, The Tree That Was Felled#Blue<br />
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<h1 id="codrin-balanpollux-2325">Codrin Balan#Pollux — 2325</h1>
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<p>Interview with Dear, Also, The Tree That Was Felled#Pollux<br />
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On the reasons for vesting entirely in the launch<br />
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Codrin Balan#Blue<br />
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Systime (relative to Blue LV): 200+22 1014</p>
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<p><strong>Codrin Balan#Blue:</strong> Before we get into the heavy stuff, how are you feeling?</p>
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<p><strong>Dear, Also, The Tree That Was Felled#Blue:</strong> [laughter] You are going to have to be more specific, dear. Do you mean my general disposition?</p>
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Codrin Balan#Pollux<br />
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<p><strong>Codrin Balan#Pollux:</strong> Before we get into the heavy stuff, how are you feeling?</p>
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<p><strong>Dear, Also, The Tree That Was Felled#Pollux:</strong> [laughter] You are going to have to be more specific, dear. Do you mean my general disposition?</p>
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<p><strong>Codrin:</strong> Yes. I just want to see how you’re feeling before all these discussions, then afterwards, I’ll ask the same thing and we can see how the topic influences you.</p>
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<p><strong>Dear:</strong> Clever, clever. Well, I am feeling fine. It has been a good day, and it was a good night last night. For the record, I hosted a get-together of those interested in instance-art, so it was bound to tickle my fancy.</p>
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<p><strong>Codrin:</strong> Good. Have you noticed any difference in that realm of late?</p>
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<p><strong>Codrin:</strong> Right.</p>
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<p><strong>Dear:</strong> I want to die.</p>
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<p><strong>Codrin:</strong> Dear, I–</p>
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<p><strong>Dear:</strong> I am sorry, my dear. I should have prefaced that. I want to die eventually. I do not want to quit, I do not want to be killed. But you must understand, by the whims of gravity, both Green and Blue will eventually be captured by a sun or a black hole or whatever the fuck is out there, and they will be destroyed. And even if not, the power source will die, or the factories will not be able to manufacture replacements or some other technobabble bullshit. There is no suicide in me, nor any desire to be murdered, but I want to experience– Ah, Codrin, I am sorry. I love you. I am so sorry. I will stop.</p>
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<p><strong>Dear:</strong> I am sorry, my dear. I should have prefaced that. I want to die eventually. I do not want to quit, I do not want to be killed. But you must understand, by the whims of gravity, both Castor and Pollux will eventually be captured by a sun or a black hole or whatever the fuck is out there, and they will be destroyed. And even if not, the power source will die, or the factories will not be able to manufacture replacements or some other technobabble bullshit. There is no suicide in me, nor any desire to be murdered, but I want to experience– Ah, Codrin, I am sorry. I love you. I am so sorry. I will stop.</p>
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<p><strong>Codrin:</strong> Let’s go inside, please.</p>
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<h1 id="codrin-balanblue-2325">Codrin Balan#Blue — 2325</h1>
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<p>Codrin and Dear walked, hand in paw, from cairn to cairn out through the prairie, tracing lines of exploration that Codrin had built over the years.</p>
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<p>Ey had been surprised, at first, that Dear had agreed to this walk. The offer had been made on a whim: <em>I’m going to walk the prairie, do you want to come?</em></p>
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<p>And it had agreed, forking off an instance to continue its work in quiet while the down-tree fork tramped out into the fields. There was no storm today, hardly even any clouds, just a few patches of lazy shadow that drifted across the rolling landscape as their corresponding cumulus slid between sun and grass. It made for a pleasantly warm day with enough of a breeze to keep it from becoming outright hot, and quiet enough that the occasional clattering of a startled grasshopper sounded clear.</p>
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<p><em>“I am sure there are more Odists on here who would be willing to talk. Some of them might even be interesting.”</em> It admired the waist-high cairn, smiling. <em>“If you want actually interesting perspectives, however, you cannot go wrong hunting down artists, though. They will always have something to say.”</em></p>
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<h1 id="codrin-balangreen-2325">Codrin Balan#Green — 2325</h1>
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<h1 id="codrin-balancastor-2325">Codrin Balan#Castor — 2325</h1>
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<p>The sim in which Dear’s house squatted low, that short-grass prairie filled with buffalo grass and dotted with yucca and hardy dandelions, ran to the horizons in ceaseless waves, and often, when eir mind was too tangled up in itself to get anything done, Codrin would hunt those horizons.</p>
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<p>When ey had first moved in years ago, ey had asked Dear what else was on the prairie, and it had laughed. <em>“I do not know.”</em></p>
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<p>“Did Serene not leave you a map?”</p>
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<p>It wasn’t that the fox was hurting em. It was a delightful partner, kind and considerate, and it knew how to apologize when it had made a misstep. It wasn’t even particularly loud, as its partner had long ago kicked it out of the house for working on anything that would be noisy.</p>
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<p>It was just a lot.</p>
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<p>The first time that Codrin had stepped away from the house when Dear was being a lot, the fox had gone into a small sulk, sending Codrin a curt apology via sensorium message and not responding when Codrin said that ey’d be back in a bit. They had soothed ruffled fur over dinner now, when Codrin stepped out to take a break from a very intense fennec, ey would leave with a reassurance and still take comfort in the loneliness of the prairie.</p>
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<p>Dear had been a lot today. Codrin had suggested that they do an interview together after Ioan had sent both launches — Green and Blue — a note asking that Codrin include the trio’s reasons for leaving as well as those ey would be interviewing.</p>
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<p>Dear had been a lot today. Codrin had suggested that they do an interview together after Ioan had sent both launches — Castor and Pollux — a note asking that Codrin include the trio’s reasons for leaving as well as those ey would be interviewing.</p>
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<p><em>“We already told em that our fireside stories would be the only reasons we would send.”</em></p>
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<p>“Well, yes,” Codrin said. “But from the sound of it, the Blue launch didn’t do fireside stories.”</p>
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<p><em>“Then why not send that request only to Blue?”</em></p>
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<p>“Well, yes,” Codrin said. “But from the sound of it, the Pollux launch didn’t do fireside stories.”</p>
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<p><em>“Then why not send that request only to Pollux?”</em></p>
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<p>“There was more to the message than that, Dear. Maybe ey just wrote the same thing for both launches and sent it in one go.”</p>
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<p>The fox had stared down into eir wide mug of coffee, a series of emotions crossing its face, before nodding. <em>“Yes, of course. I apologize, Codrin. I have been thinking about those stories since launch night, and the more I do, the less I want the actual reasons to wind up in some history book.”</em></p>
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<p>Codrin had laughed, sipping eir own coffee. “I understand the impulse, believe me. I’m not even sure <em>I</em> know your reasons.”</p>
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<p>The questions would wait. It was time to just be.</p>
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<h1 id="codrin-balangreen-2325">Codrin Balan#Green — 2325</h1>
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<p>The first interview that Codrin Bălan conducted was with an author who had chosen to invest completely in the launches, leaving no one behind. </p>
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<p>At first, Codrin wondered why it was that this author had chosen to be a part of the interview process, why it was that Dear had recommended him. He seemed, on the surface to be entirely uninteresting. He was an author. That was that.</p>
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<p>His name was Joseph Rankin, and while Codrin had not read any of his works prior to the suggestion, he had certainly heard the name in various literary circles that ey trawled on occasion. A man prone to grand literary gestures, one who leaned heavily on the twisting of endless sentences, ceaseless streams of fragments, prose that bordered on florid even by Codrin’s relatively flowery standards.Ey knew that ey were prone to many of the same pitfalls, but this man took it to an extreme that they found frankly unreasonable.</p>
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<p>“Right, right. <em>It</em> always did have such a strange way of moving through the world.”</p>
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<p>“If we could–” Ey cut emself off and recomposed eir plastic smile. “I’ve heard that you are working on a project that capitalizes on this. Can you expand on that?”</p>
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<p>“Of course! Of course. I will always help a fellow writer.” He set his cup aside and made a grand sweep of his arm. “You look around you, and you see so many going about their lives as the might have otherwise. Even I am guilty of the dalliance of getting up, drinking coffee, perhaps sitting and reading a while. We lucky few–” Codrin knew that some two and a half billion personalities were on the launches, but ey declined to comment. “–can draw so much inspiration from a project on so grand a scale. My project is one that utilizes the base nature of a personality embedded in a system that cares not about consistency between its two constituent parts.</p>
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<p>“Before I disappeared from the L<sub>5</sub> system, I wrote an outline for a new book describing the universal feelings of exploration that are bound up in this endeavor, and now I am working writing the book which follows that outline. My counterpart on the Blue launch is doing the same — he had better be! — and we are sending the results of our labors back to the System to an editor who is a most trusted companion, and he is compiling them into a single book which will serve to showcase the similarities and differences that one single mind can hold when it has lost a unifying sense of self!”</p>
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<p>“Before I disappeared from the L<sub>5</sub> system, I wrote an outline for a new book describing the universal feelings of exploration that are bound up in this endeavor, and now I am working writing the book which follows that outline. My counterpart on the Pollux launch is doing the same — he had better be! — and we are sending the results of our labors back to the System to an editor who is a most trusted companion, and he is compiling them into a single book which will serve to showcase the similarities and differences that one single mind can hold when it has lost a unifying sense of self!”</p>
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<p>Codrin wrote quickly, not just to keep up, but also to keep eir eyes on the page and away from the by now nearly dancelike gestures that Rankin was using. Ey wondered just how much of it was a conscious decision to be witnessed (and thus perhaps a deeply ingrained need to be seen and not forgotten), and how much of it was some innate characteristic of this certain, special type of asshole.</p>
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<p>“Does that make sense, my dear Codrin?”</p>
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<p>“Oh, yes, yes it does, Mr. Rankin.”</p>
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<p>Ey nodded. “Of course, I’ll see about doing so when I’m done. Back to your work, however; do you have any predictions on how the works will differ?”</p>
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<p>“The <em>work</em>, Codrin. It’s a very singular work. Both me and my counterpart are writing the exact same work, and the only difference is the circumstances.” He waved off any reply before continuing. “Though imagine that our two takes will begin quite similar, and then start to diverge further as time continues, such as a fork might diverge from its down-tree instance. How interesting! A work that, in some core mechanism, follows the exact same path as our daily existence.”</p>
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<p>“And you have an editor who is merging these two threads? Are they planning on doing something special with the presentation of it?”</p>
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<p>“Yes. Yes! Of course, what is a book but an experience? A book should be delightfully difficult to read, if it is to be enjoyed to the fullest. You are engaging with a topic, you must — <em>must</em> — put in the same amount of effort that the author has! We have plans to arrange the two texts side-by-side, locked together at the points specified at the outline, as well as any similarities that the texts share. Imagine, Rankin#Green writing, “And so, in my heart of hearts, I knew the truth among the stars” while Rankin#blue writes, “And so, in my heart of hearts, I know the truth among the wheeling of the stars.” From there, we can have the texts line up on the page, and perhaps even highlight the similarities. My editor promises that he won’t send me any of the result until it’s complete and ready for manuscript sign off, lest #Blue’s writing influence my own.”</p>
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<p>“Yes. Yes! Of course, what is a book but an experience? A book should be delightfully difficult to read, if it is to be enjoyed to the fullest. You are engaging with a topic, you must — <em>must</em> — put in the same amount of effort that the author has! We have plans to arrange the two texts side-by-side, locked together at the points specified at the outline, as well as any similarities that the texts share. Imagine, Rankin#Castor writing, “And so, in my heart of hearts, I knew the truth among the stars” while Rankin#blue writes, “And so, in my heart of hearts, I know the truth among the wheeling of the stars.” From there, we can have the texts line up on the page, and perhaps even highlight the similarities. My editor promises that he won’t send me any of the result until it’s complete and ready for manuscript sign off, lest #Pollux’s writing influence my own.”</p>
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<p>“Mmhm. It sounds interesting, at least on the surface. We’ll have to see how the execution works out, though. It could be stupendously boring.”</p>
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<p><em>“It is not a bad idea for a project such as he is wont to do,”</em> Dear murmured, sounding distant. <em>“I would not have turned down the opportunity to do such myself, if the types of projects that I do fit that framework.”</em></p>
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<p>“The thing is, I don’t think it’ll work for ours.” Codrin shrugged against Dear’s thigh. “I don’t think spoiling Codrin#Blue is something we really need to worry about, and I’m sure Ioan will keep sending us interesting stuff.”</p>
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<p>“The thing is, I don’t think it’ll work for ours.” Codrin shrugged against Dear’s thigh. “I don’t think spoiling Codrin#Pollux is something we really need to worry about, and I’m sure Ioan will keep sending us interesting stuff.”</p>
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<p>“Probably best to not, actually,” Dear’s partner said.</p>
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<p>“Right. Come to think of it, even Rankin said that he started with an outline to keep the two instances organized. We could probably do with more organization between the three of us.”</p>
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<p><em>“Or the three of our groups, at least. Perhaps Blue launch and Ioan taken together will provide us with a good idea of where we should be working next”</em></p>
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<p><em>“Or the three of our groups, at least. Perhaps Pollux launch and Ioan taken together will provide us with a good idea of where we should be working next”</em></p>
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<p>“Do you want to send Ioan a note to start coordinating?”</p>
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<p><em>“I just did.”</em></p>
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<p>Ey sunk into a slouch on one now, feeling the way it molded around em. Ey knew well enough now to lift up the arm on the side where the skunk was curled, and she predictably scootched up by eir side to rest her head against eir chest at the shoulder, arm around eir middle. Ey let eir arm drop again, curling it around her shoulders.</p>
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<p>“Alright,” ey said, reaching eir free right arm down beside the beanbag for the lap desk which had proved so useful for times such as these. “Planning. What should we plan?”</p>
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<p>She nodded, the fur of an ear-tip tickling at eir neck. “Start with one each. You can always cut down from there if it is unnecessary. If that first message from Codrin on Green is anything to go by, better safe than sorry. Monsters and cults! It is all very like Dear. I bet it put Codrin up to it, what with me doing the myth bits.”</p>
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<p>“Right, yes. Do you think I should have one for both Castor and Pollux? And probably one for history, judging by what you’ve told me already.”</p>
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<p>She nodded, the fur of an ear-tip tickling at eir neck. “Start with one each. You can always cut down from there if it is unnecessary. If that first message from Codrin on Castor is anything to go by, better safe than sorry. Monsters and cults! It is all very like Dear. I bet it put Codrin up to it, what with me doing the myth bits.”</p>
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<p>“I’ll bet. I’m thinking the triad on Pollux fell asleep instead. They’re already diverging.” Ey started a diagram on the page. “So that’s three. Would it be four total, then, with me to collate the information?”</p>
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<p>“Now?” She squeezed eir fingers in her own before disentangling them to tap at eir nose. “I am feeling close to you, and I am feeling happy about that. I am feeling like asking you to cook something because I am starving or asking you if you’d like to go to bed because I am tired or asking you to get back to work so that I can do the same.”</p>
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<p>“Like I said, we overdo it.”</p>
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<p>“What?” Ey took the paw and let her help lever em out of the beanbag. She kept the grip on eir hand after. “Bed now? Instead of eating?”</p>
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<p>“Has diverged significantly in the last two decades. I have no concerns about contamination. Ey is not me any longer.”</p>
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<p>“Wrapping me around your little finger, indeed.” Ey finished eir current line of scratchy notes. “You say that it tickled you to remain behind. Can you talk more about that?”</p>
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<p>“Of course. Many of the clade — many of the liberal side, at least — enjoy using our functional immortality as a plaything. If we are to live forever, then, it is worthwhile to find as many things to keep it interesting as we can along the way. It is interesting to me that I have acted in a very intentional way such that I will not get to experience our three societies begin to diverge that directly. It is already fun to see the differences between Green and Blue through the eyes of Codrin, and to realize that the L<sub>5</sub> system contains neither, and then realize in a flash of insight that there is no May Then My Name Die With Me to witness directly. Do you experience the same?”</p>
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<p>“Of course. Many of the clade — many of the liberal side, at least — enjoy using our functional immortality as a plaything. If we are to live forever, then, it is worthwhile to find as many things to keep it interesting as we can along the way. It is interesting to me that I have acted in a very intentional way such that I will not get to experience our three societies begin to diverge that directly. It is already fun to see the differences between Castor and Pollux through the eyes of Codrin, and to realize that the L<sub>5</sub> system contains neither, and then realize in a flash of insight that there is no May Then My Name Die With Me to witness directly. Do you experience the same?”</p>
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<p>“Maybe a little bit,” Ioan hedged. “But if what you tell me, is true, I’m not nearly old enough yet to be so concerned in finding fun in the little nooks and crannies of experience.”</p>
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<p>“You are no fun,” she whined. “But I see your point. You also do not have the decades of split mind from before the beginning of the clade. You do not have the strange avenues of thought that preceded our creation. The Ioan of the 2230s or whenever it was that you uploaded had a baseline sanity that Michelle lacked.”</p>
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<p>“You were frowning. What happened? Getting tired of my cooking?”</p>
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<p>“No, it’s good. Just thinking about something Dear#Green talked about today.” Ey stabbed at a spear of asparagus. “Ey interviewed some asshole author was working on a book on both launches, but intentionally not communicating to see how they would diverge.”</p>
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<p>“No, it’s good. Just thinking about something Dear#Castor talked about today.” Ey stabbed at a spear of asparagus. “Ey interviewed some asshole author was working on a book on both launches, but intentionally not communicating to see how they would diverge.”</p>
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<p>Ioan laughed, finished chewing on the asparagus. “Fair enough. Codrin suggested that we specifically not do that, though, that it might be better to coordinate between the two launches a little better. Figure out who to interview and in what order, while the transmission time isn’t too bad.”</p>
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