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<li class="done2"> <a href="secession/sys/True-Name/008.html">Secession: sys-side: True Name</a> - Council meets, celebrates; after, meets with Jonas to discuss ways to ensure stability going forward (growth = irreversibility) - 1466 Expand?</li>
<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/011.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Ioan interviews True Name and Jonas together, finds out they&rsquo;re still everywhere, steering system, difference between conservatives/liberals is scale of manipulation, liberals think too small (see quote below) - 1975</li>
<li class="done2"> <a href="secession/sys/Michelle/004.html">Secession: sys-side: Michelle</a> - Acknowledges a few years after dissolution of Council that the clade has gotten out of hand, hints that she basically died when forking, irreversible, muses on how broken she must have been to lead to this situation, goes largely into seclusion to keep herself calm/stable, talking only to May Then My Name and a few others - 1599</li>
<li class="done0"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/012.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Discusses role of each stanza; kind of freaks out at May b/c like finding out your in-laws-ish are the illuminati, though ey comes around because a) she explains need for control as trauma response, and b) tells myth in progress, about how the gods created the world in an attempt to shape it to their will, but instead became impersonal forces in the face of absolute independence; Ioan and May finally fucking get together, discuss irreversibility of that act, since Ioan didn&rsquo;t fork like Codrin</li>
<li class="done2"> <a href="launch/sys/Ioan/012.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> - Discusses role of each stanza; kind of freaks out at May b/c like finding out your in-laws-ish are the illuminati, though ey comes around because a) she explains need for control as trauma response, and b) tells myth in progress, about how the gods created the world in an attempt to shape it to their will, but instead became impersonal forces in the face of absolute independence; Ioan and May finally fucking get together, discuss irreversibility of that act, since Ioan didn&rsquo;t fork like Codrin - 2234</li>
<li class="done0"> <a href="launch/launch/Codrin-pollux/008.html">Launch: launch-side: Codrin#Pollux</a> - Interviews Dear about just how much influence the Ode clade had/still has, what&rsquo;s next (death = irreversible, basically a do-over of the first interview)</li>
<li class="rejected"> REJECTED - combined with previous Ioan chapter <!--<a href="launch/sys/Ioan/013.html">Launch: sys-side: Ioan</a> -if the clade exists to explore/exploit need as trauma responses, what do each of the stanzas do (True Name's: political machinations; Praiseworthy's: artistic machinations; Qoheleth's: history/memory machinations), liberal side (not always later lines) has grown more earnest, rebelling against need to control, discusses future with May; sets up visit to Michelle's meadow on one year anniversary as a meaningful thing (but actually to meet with Douglas)--></li>
<li class="done0"> <a href="launch/phys/Douglas/009.html">Launch: phys-side: Douglas</a> - Douglas uploads on one year anniversary, talks about necessity of not being on launches, met by Ioan (who organized it as a surprise and gave him basic instructions on how to be clothed and presentable right off the bat) and May in dandelion sim (as TN met Yared), learns about Michelle/Ode Clade via how they got their names. (learning = irreversibility)</li>
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<p>&ldquo;I believe you,&rdquo; ey said, reaching a hand out across the table, palm up.</p>
<p>&ldquo;You believe me what?&rdquo; she mumbled.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I believe that you grew a sense of empathy and a conscience. I believe you couldn&rsquo;t manipulate the wings off a fly unless you thought it would live a happier, more fulfilling life if it didn&rsquo;t have them.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk laughed through the tears, a choked and earnest sound. She finally reached out and set one of her paws in Ioan&rsquo;s hand. &ldquo;Even then, I would feel bad.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I believe that, too,&rdquo; ey said, brushing a thumb over her fingers. &ldquo;You just have the </p>
<p>The skunk laughed through the tears, a choked and stifled sound. She finally reached out and set one of her paws in Ioan&rsquo;s hand. &ldquo;Even then, I would feel bad.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I believe that, too,&rdquo; ey said, brushing a thumb over her fingers. &ldquo;I believe that you&rsquo;re genuine, is what I&rsquo;m trying to say. You just happened to have the craziest in-laws I&rsquo;ve ever met.&rdquo;</p>
<p>At this, May laughed in earnest, rolling her eyes and taking a big breath to calm down. &ldquo;Yeah, you are right. I am sorry that they are upsetting people, and I am a part of that. The last thing that I want to do is hurt you.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ioan nodded.</p>
<p>They sat for a while longer, hand in paw across the table, while she calmed down and ey thought. Ey was already pulling together the threads of the story that would become eir history, bit by bit, letter by letter, interview by interview, conversation by conversation.</p>
<p>&ldquo;May?&rdquo; ey asked, struck by a sudden memory.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Mm?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Are we together? I mean, are we a couple?&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk sat up straighter, giving em a funny look, then bust into a fit of giggles. &ldquo;Mx Ioan Balan, that is the dumbest fucking question you have asked of this project.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey blinked, nonplussed.</p>
<p>&ldquo;What do you think?&rdquo; She smiled pityingly at em. &ldquo;Are we?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;That&rsquo;s a weirdly complicated question after the conversation we just had,&rdquo; ey said.</p>
<p>&ldquo;We just came to the conclusion that you believed me.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I do!&rdquo; Ey frowned. &ldquo;I mean, of course I do.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;So answer the question.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I&hellip;yes?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Is that a question?&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey shook eir head. &ldquo;I guess not.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I told Douglas that I would wait for you to bring up the topic, and that when you did, I would make fun of you,&rdquo; she said, grinning. &ldquo;But you look like your head is about to explode, so I will save that for another time. You get so stuck up in your head sometimes, my dear.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Really? Douglas is the one that got me thinking about asking.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk stood up from her stool, drawing Ioan out of eir seat by the hand she still held. &ldquo;Leave it to a Hadje to play two sides off each other.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey laughed, drew her into a hug, and kissed the top of her snout.</p>
<p>Later, as they sat on the bench swing, looking out over the dandelion-speckled yard, Ioan mused. &ldquo;You know, I was thinking something.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Color me surprised.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey chose to let the comment pass. &ldquo;Does Michelle&rsquo;s sim still exist?&rdquo;</p>
<p>May frowned. &ldquo;Yes. Why?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Well, we&rsquo;re coming up on the one-year anniversary of Launch, right? Maybe we can do a picnic there, think about where this all started, and get blitzed on champagne. Bit of a memorial, you know?&rdquo;</p>
<p>She laughed. &ldquo;Why the fuck not. We can make muffins and compare the smells.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey grinned, nodded, and made a mental note to ensure that Douglas remembered the suggestion ey&rsquo;d given those months back, that he&rsquo;d be ready to upload in time.</p>
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