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<h1 id="codrin-balan-2346">Codrin Bălan &mdash; 2346</h1>
<div class="codehilite"><pre><span></span><code><span class="err">Convergence T-22 days, 4 hours, 12 minutes</span>
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<p>Tycho stayed until they could talk him down from the plateau of anxiety he had seemed determined to hold onto for as long as he could. They fed him tea, then leftovers, then ice water, anything they could do to help. They talked to him about how to prepare for the inevitable discussions that would be coming from the other astronomers aboard as well as from the inevitable contact that would come from the Odists or Jonases, seeking answers to why he had done the things that he&rsquo;d done.</p>
<p>And, once he was able to talk without the volume of his voice continually rising, once he was able to smile again, they sent him on his way, off to go get some sleep, even though the sun was beginning to color the eastern sides of the house in salmon and orange.</p>
<p>&ldquo;It&rsquo;s alright,&rdquo; he had said, laughing tiredly. &ldquo;It&rsquo;s always night in the field. It&rsquo;s always night outside, isn&rsquo;t it?&rdquo;</p>
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<p>&ldquo;Right, yeah.&rdquo; Ey slumped down in the chair. &ldquo;Not like they&rsquo;ll be able to do anything, anyway.&rdquo;</p>
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<h1 id="codrin-balan-2346">Codrin Bălan &mdash; 2346</h1>
<div class="codehilite"><pre><span></span><code><span class="err">Convergence T-22 days, 3 hours, 10 minutes</span>
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<p>It took both both eir partners to talk Codrin down from eir desire to simply get right to work.</p>
<p><em>&ldquo;My dear, if, as he said, Tycho was going to take a nap, perhaps you ought to do the same.&rdquo;</em></p>
<p>&ldquo;I know,&rdquo; ey replied, shoulders sagging. &ldquo;It&rsquo;s hard to get out of that mindset of having to just work.&rdquo;</p>
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<p>Conversely, would ey be able to argue one way or the other, to convince them to come with em or not?</p>
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<h1 id="tycho-brahe-2346">Tycho Brahe &mdash; 2346</h1>
<div class="codehilite"><pre><span></span><code><span class="err">Convergence T-22 days, 4 hours, 23 minutes</span>
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<p>Tycho returned to that field beneath the stars after the conversation with Codrin and Dear to find someone already waiting for him.</p>
<p>They&rsquo;d discussed this potential. There were two branching paths that they had ruled most likely, which was that he&rsquo;d meet another of the astronomers. Were that the case, he was to calmly explain the situation, exploring the ramifications of the messages both received and sent.</p>
<p>If, however, it was someone more aligned with the politics of the System &mdash; Codrin had left him with a short list of names &mdash; then the conversation would take several different forms based on what they already knew. For instance, if they knew that a message had been received but not what its contents were, he was to explain it calmly and plainly, beginning with the intent of speaking to a lay person. If they knew the contents, he was to explain the import behind him. </p>
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<p>After True Name and Tycho#Artemis left, he stood there on the top of his hill, in the middle of his field, surrounded by his ring of trees, and looked up into the night sky, thinking on all that it meant to be powerless.</p>
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<h1 id="tycho-braheartemis-2346">Tycho Brahe#Artemis 2346</h1>
<div class="codehilite"><pre><span></span><code><span class="err">Convergence T-22 days, 3 hours, 49 minutes</span>
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<p>Tycho#Artemis was unsure if what he was seeing was a flurry of chaotic activity or some tightly choreographed dance. Part of this assessment, he guessed, was due to the relatively small number of individuals for the number of instances moving around. There were at least a dozen instances of True Name that he could see, and then at least that many of a gentleman who looked to be in his well-preserved forties, slender without being lanky, tall without being looming.</p>
<p>And that was it. Well over twenty instances of two individuals milling around what appeared to be a farm of cubicles, each walled with glass, the upper half of which was frosted.</p>
<p>Ringing this bank of cubicles were walls of frosted glass, broken at regular intervals with doors which ey supposed must be offices. Between those doors were couches, looking pleasantly soft in his exhaustion, and an array of padded stools or chairs with interrupted backs which he supposed must be perfect for those endowed with tails, given the occasional skunk or man &mdash; Jonas, perhaps? &mdash; relaxing in them, chatting amiably during what must be either breaks or informal meetings.</p>
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<p>Jonas stood as well, dusting off his slacks, and shook Tycho&rsquo;s hand. &ldquo;Welcome aboard. And hey, congrats on first contact.&rdquo;</p>
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