diff --git a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/034.html b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/034.html index e265c6422..c01618875 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/mitzvot/034.html +++ b/writing/post-self/mitzvot/034.html @@ -39,8 +39,8 @@

“Oh, absolutely,” she replied, and ey could hear the grin in her voice. “But I will still send one if you would like.”

“No, no. It’s alright. Just no sleeping out there, okay?”

“Of course. We will return soon.”

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“Goodnight, Ioan,” True Name added.

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It was still nearly two hours until the skunks returned as promised. Two hours of tossing and turning in bed, fretting and fretting and fretting. Eventually, both skunks wound up joining em, and despite the added rest that this usually brought True Name, none of them slept well.

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“Goodnight, Ioan,” True Name added, May having apparently passed on the news.

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It was nearly two hours until the skunks returned as promised. Two hours of tossing and turning in bed, fretting and fretting and fretting. Eventually, both of them wound up joining em, and despite the added rest that this usually brought True Name, none of them slept well.

When there was no wink and smile from Jonas, ey let eir shoulders sag and nodded. “Tired, yeah. We’re all tired. Just want this shit over with.”

“And True Name? How’s she?” he asked, still apparently sincere.

“Look, Jonas, what are you after? We’re tired. She’s upset. We just want to get on with our lives, and it’s all on you.”

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“Yes,” ey said coolly, adding to Zacharias, “Will you?”

“Would not miss it for the world,” the fox said. His ebullience was notably restrained, still, but the grin had returned. He tapped the side of his snout, “Cartoonishly evil, remember?”

I liked you better when Jonas was stomping on your toes, ey thought.

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“It’s settled, then, right? Two days, 11:00?”

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“That it is. Bring your pen and paper,” Jonas said, lifting his glass in another toast before downing his drink in one go.

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“Right.”

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Ey didn’t hear if there was a reply or not. Ey simply quit. #Tracker could take care of the rest. -((There early as usual, drinking…cider?))

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((Jonas and Zacharias arrive))

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((Why couldn’t ey just message? Oh, ‘cause Jonas gets a kick out of dragging em around))

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((Set date))

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“And so why am I here?”

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Jonas shrugged. “You mean aside from the fact that I get to see your face when you talk about your skunks? It’s fun dragging people round.”

((Ioan asks whyyyy))

((It’s kind of as EW suspected, but in the sense that the culture of each System had already started to diverge; that’s where he and TN differed. TN truly believed that they should just kinda keep being super gentle with each just to ensure continuity, but Jonas disagrees, thinks that he can see ways in which each System needs more or less active politics))

((But also he’s a snarky shit about it and won’t say much more))

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((Zacharias, meanwhile does ???))

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“It’s settled, then, right? Two days, 11:00?”

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“That it is. Bring your pen and paper,” Jonas said, lifting his glass in another toast before downing his drink in one go.

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“Right.”

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Ey didn’t hear if there was a reply or not. Ey simply quit. #Tracker could take care of the rest.

((Heads back all upset because they’re good at that, EW is over and the three skunks are on the prairie))

((They talk about the meeting))

((Wargaming a few last things; they did a bunch while Ioan was out, but they’re kind of cagey talking about it because ???))