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<li class="done3"> <a href="local/tycho/012.html">Tycho Brahe#Artemis</a> — Writes #Emissary a note during a lull about what the two parties are learning and how he’s reevaluating the History. (day 3 afternoon break) - 1304</li>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="remote/codrin/007.html">Codrin Bălan#Emissary</a> — AWNH breaks down (revealing she’s AWNH, not WAQ), quits, break immediately called, TN is having a REALLY HARD TIME, Turun Ka shows up, TN comes clean, talks about getting lost, Turun Ka says Artante’s race ran into similar, but stops her from talking about AWNH further for now - 2109</li>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="local/codrin/010.html">Codrin Bălan#Artemis</a> — TN gets news re: AWNH (a fork enters the space, quits, merges - Artemisians like huh???), calls halt to meeting, preempts everyone getting news separately by announcing what happened, Codrin and Sarah confirm they’ve heard, tries to gloss over the swap quickly (b/c of course she’s planned), but Turun Ka speaks up, says that this is part of confirmation required. For what? Tune in next time… - 1884</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="ioan/009.html">Ioan Bălan</a> — Ioan meets up with True Name at a neutral place to talk about the cracks showing, death of Death Itself and I Do Not Know; growing empathy for True Name - 2326</li>
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<li class="done3"> <a href="ioan/009.html">Ioan Bălan</a> — Ioan meets up with True Name at a neutral place to talk about the cracks showing, death of Death Itself and I Do Not Know; growing empathy for True Name - 2326</li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="remote/codrin/008.html">Codrin Bălan#Emissary</a> — Codrin, Sarah, Turun Ko, Artante meet up (while TN talks with Turun Ka, Iska, and Tycho chills with Stolon) and discuss actual point of meetings: to determine whether humanity is a suitable fifthrace. None of the Artemisians know/will say what the gating factors are, but think they’re close - don’t tell TN (are they supposed to know? Shrug, but implied if they tell TN, that’s a point against them) - 2046</li>
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<li class="rejected"> MERGED ABOVE <!--<a href="remote/tycho/004.html">Tycho Brahe#Emissary</a> --- While all the above is happening, Tycho steals some time with Stolon to try and talk science, but they both wind up talking about being in over one's head and the futility of politics vs stability of science - 1040 - TODO merge up--></li>
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<li class="done2"> <a href="local/codrin/011.html">Codrin Bălan#Artemis</a> — Codrin gives Turun Ko a copy of <em>On the Origin of Our World</em> (against TN’s suggestion, but she is in damage-control mode), which, after it reads it, turns out to be the penultimate step towards moving forward with accepting as fifthrace. Yay Codrin - 2599</li>
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<h1 id="ioan-balan-2346">Ioan Bălan — 2346</h1>
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<p>Ioan#98ae38dc arrived at the appointed coffee shop a good hour in advance. The meeting had been eir idea, but it had also been eir primary source of stress during the day prior to it.</p>
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<p>The idea of meeting up with True Name in a neutral setting had not gone over as poorly as expected with May, at least. She hadn’t been pleased, to be sure, but given the news from Castor, she had accepted that the chances of further contact with her down-tree instance was likely anyway, and had stated that she was unwilling to engage with her further on the point.</p>
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<p>So, ey had forked, given her double kisses on the cheeks along with #Tasker, and left to sit and fret somewhere where ey’d not be a bother.</p>
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<p>So, ey had forked, given her double kisses on the cheeks along with #Tasker, and stepped away to sit and fret somewhere where ey’d not be a bother.</p>
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<p>The coffee shop was quite comfortable, familiar from when ey’d first met Dear so many years ago. A comfortable affair set in a simulacrum of a small town. Cute shops, gas lamps, brick-paved roads.</p>
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<p>Inside, ey staked out an L-shaped couch for their meeting and sat, sipping eir way slowly through first a coffee and then a tea, figuring that eir nerves were jangly enough without the added caffeine.</p>
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<p>True Name arrived fifteen minutes before their scheduled time, looking far more collected and confident, far more herself, than she had the last time ey’d seen her. She smiled brightly to em, ordered her drink, and then sat primly on the couch across from em, blinking a cone of silence into existence as she did so.</p>
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<p>True Name nodded, a hint of a bow. “Thank you, Ioan. It is encouraging to hear. And you are working on a play regarding our visitors on Castor?”</p>
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<p>“Bit by bit,” ey said, grinning. “I add to it every time we get a bit of news. That was another reason I wanted to meet up.”</p>
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<p>The calm smile that the skunk had been wearing slipped down into something more serious. “Yes. May I ask what information you have received?”</p>
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<p>Ioan pulled the few sheets of folded paper from eir pocket and unfolded them, skimming through the notes. “The talks have begun and sound like they’re going well enough on Castor, but that True Name and Why Ask Questions on Artemis are struggling, though they’ve been working through it as best they can.”</p>
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<p>Ioan pulled the few sheets of folded paper from eir pocket and unfolded them, skimming through the notes. “The talks have begun and sound like they’re going well enough on Castor, but that True Name and Why Ask Questions on Artemis are struggling, though they’ve been working through it as best they can. That’s the last I’ve heard.”</p>
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<p>Ey handed over the letters, already trimmed of clade-eyes-only and other personal information. True Name read through them quickly, nodding.</p>
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<p>“We have heard much the same. It was a calculated risk, sending myself and Why Ask Questions rather than a Jonas or someone else less affected by this time skew that they have mentioned.”</p>
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<p>“It sounds reminiscent of what I saw of Michelle. Certainly unpleasant.”</p>
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<p>She sat in silence for a few long seconds, both paws wrapped around her wide-brimmed mug of coffee. Her face was impassive and posture unreadable to em. Even her eyes remained fixed on some spot over eir shoulder, unmoving. She seemed frozen.</p>
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<p>“True Name?”</p>
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<p>“No,” she said at last, her shoulders sagging a fraction of an inch, enough to show some level of exhaustion that had previously been hidden. “It does not sound pleasant.”</p>
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<p>“End Waking said, “when presented with the fragility of eternity once more, I cannot imagine that I would remain sane”. None of the Odists I’ve talked to sound happy about this.”</p>
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<p>“End Waking put it, “when presented with the fragility of eternity once more, I cannot imagine that I would remain sane”. None of the Odists I’ve talked to sound happy about this.”</p>
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<p>“We are not,” she said. “Ioan, may I ask that we talk about–“</p>
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<p>“In a moment, True Name, I promise.” Ey took a deep breath, setting eir tea down on the table in front of the couch, turning to face the skunk. “Again, I don’t want to leave the air clouded between us, but this is important to me, too.”</p>
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<p>She nodded, straightening up as though steeling herself for a coming blow. “I imagine it is. Then yes, it is unpleasant. I do not think that either of my cocladists aboard Artemis are in any imminent danger, but it is bringing uncomfortable memories to the fore.”</p>
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<p>“End Waking said that, too. I have my concerns for your cocladists aboard Artemis, but I’m more concerned about these uncomfortable memories cropping up across the clade.”</p>
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<p>“End Waking said that, too. I have my concerns for your cocladists aboard Artemis, but I’m more worried about these uncomfortable memories cropping up across the clade.”</p>
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<p>“This is about Death Itself and I Do Not Know, is it not?” she asked, voice quiet, tightly controlled.</p>
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<p>Ey nodded.</p>
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<p>The skunk clutched her coffee closer to her chest, as though that might also serve to protect her. It certainly felt as though she was struggling not to close herself off from the topic entirely. “We are very old, Ioan, and the implication of eternity has affected us all differently. I am beginning to think that it has less to do with memory than we had all originally suspected, but all the same, we have all begun to struggle through the centuries.”</p>
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<p>Ey nodded, but remained silent. She was speaking slowly, and did not appear to have finished.</p>
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<p>“I did not talk with Death Itself much, and I was never able to speak with I Do Not Know. I did not know them except through observation. I am sorry…no.” She shook her head, frowning. “I was going to say that I am sorry that they are no longer with us, but you know as well as I that this is not some small loss for us, even for those who did not speak with them. Sad is not the correct term. I am anxious.”</p>
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<p>“I did not talk with Death Itself much, and I was never able to speak with I Do Not Know. I did not know them except through observation. I am sorry– no.” She shook her head, frowning. “I was going to say that I am sorry that they are no longer with us, but you know as well as I that this is not some small loss for us to be brushed away with thoughts and prayers, even for those of us who did not speak with them. Sad is not the correct term. I am anxious.”</p>
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<p>“Anxious of how this madness, as End Waking called it, might affect you and yours?”</p>
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<p>She nodded, averting her eyes. “I am fucking terrified, Ioan. What am I to do in the face of such enormity?”</p>
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<p>Ey blinked, taken aback. This was not how ey’d imagined the conversation would go. Ey’d pictured her providing some glib explanation for what was happening and perhaps outlining the steps that she and her close cocladists were taking to control the situation. Ey was expecting her to steer em towards confidence in her, and hopefully even to sooth eir fears about May through doing so.</p>
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<p>This wasn’t the True name ey remembered. Were these her own cracks showing?</p>
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<p>Ey prowled through memories of the conversations ey’d had with her over the years — several, during those first few years after launch, then the rapid decrease after the publication of the <em>History</em> — and tallied up each against the next.</p>
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<p>“You’ve changed quite a bit, True Name,” ey said. “I don’t know what you’re supposed to do, that’s out of my league. All I can say is that you’ve changed. It looks like it takes you a lot of effort to keep the confidence that used to be so integral to your personality.”</p>
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<p>Ey watched as she bridled, subsided, and nodded. “I am not what I was.”</p>
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<p>“Is it something about the L<sub>5</sub> System?” ey asked, hunting for something to fix, helpless to stop emself from doing so. “Is the culture that different here? Maybe something about the System itself? I’m trying to think of what might be different.”</p>
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<p>“I do not know, Ioan.” She sniffed, sat up straighter, and smiled tiredly at em. “Again, if I did, perhaps there might be something that I could do to address it. I know what I am — what I have become — in comparison to my peers. While I am trying not to view that as a failing, it is…difficult.”</p>
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<p>“Something with Jonas, perhaps?”</p>
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<p>She looked away.</p>
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<p>She looked away, ears pinned flat.</p>
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<p>Ey had to resist the urge to reach out and offer her eir hand to hold for comfort as ey did so often with May. They looked so similar even still, and all the more so when struggling with overwhelming emotions.</p>
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<p>She must have caught some hint of this on her face or in eir posture, as she grinned to em. “If I were built more like your May, then perhaps I could more easily accept comfort, but I am not. Thank you for listening, though. I cannot talk about these things with Jonas.”</p>
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<p>Ey laughed and shrugged sheepishly. “Sorry, True Name. Long habit. Still, I’m happy to listen, I suppose. I know that my relationship puts us in a precarious position and there are still some aspects about our history that are…difficult to internalize, but, well–” Ey sat up straighter at a sudden memory. “Hey, have you talked with In Dreams yet? Or this Sarah Genet?”</p>
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<p>She must have caught some slight movement or hint of this on her face or in eir posture, as she grinned to em. “If I were built more like your May, then perhaps I could more easily accept comfort, but I am not. Thank you for listening, though. I cannot talk about these things with Jonas.”</p>
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<p>Ey laughed, shrugging sheepishly. “Sorry, True Name. Long habit. Still, I’m happy to listen, I suppose. I know that my relationship puts us in a precarious position and there are still some aspects about our history that are…difficult to internalize, but, well–” Ey sat up straighter at a sudden memory. “Hey, have you talked with In Dreams yet? Or this Sarah Genet?”</p>
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<p>“I have spoken with In Dreams, yes,” she said, tilting her head. “Though I am not sure in what capacity you mean. She has kept me up to date on the cross-clade issues. I only know the name Sarah Genet from the communications from Castor.”</p>
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<p>“Really? I thought that they had been in contact with all of the clade they could,” ey said, frowning. “But perhaps that’s still in progress. Either way, you mentioned having someone to talk to, and In Dreams has suggested taking a therapeutic approach to this. She and Ms. Genet have been working on setting up a set of therapy sessions for Odists and a few of the other old clades that are struggling. Perhaps that’s something that could help. May has an appointment in a few days.” Ey hastened to add, “I’m still happy to listen, but I’m hardly trained in that.”</p>
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<p>“Really? I thought that they had been in contact with all of the clade they could,” ey said, frowning. “But perhaps that’s still in progress. Either way, you mentioned having someone to talk to, and In Dreams has suggested taking a therapeutic approach to this. She and Ms. Genet have been working on setting up a course of therapy sessions for Odists and a few of the other old clades that are struggling. Perhaps that’s something that could help. May has an appointment in a few days.” Ey hastened to add, “I’m still happy to listen, but I’m hardly trained in that.”</p>
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<p>The skunk laughed, and it was difficult to miss the bitter tone in her voice. “I spoke with In Dreams this morning, and had not heard this. Perhaps it is an issue of priority.”</p>
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<p>Eir frown deepened.</p>
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<p>She made a setting-aside gesture that ey’d grown used to from May, as though the topic were unimportant, not worth discussing. “I will contact them. Thank you for suggesting that, Mx. Bălan. Even if they are unwilling to help, it is probably a good idea that I seek out therapy. Lord knows I need it.”</p>
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<p>Ey shook emself from eir own rumination and back to the present. “I’m sorry?”</p>
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<p>True Name smiled. “You said that you were happy to listen to me. Your partner hates me — let us not mince words: she hates me and I have grown to accept that as best I can. You are close, as partners should be, and you have as much reason to hate me as anyone, and yet you met me here — asked to meet me here, even — and say that you hare happy to listen. Why?”</p>
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<p>“Oh. Well,” ey began, then stalled out. Ey raced through eir memories for a reason ey could articulate. “It was something that Codrin#Castor said. Em and Dear both, actually. Codrin passed on a letter that Codrin#Emissary sent, saying that it has been difficult emotionally to watch what ey remembers from Michelle in your cocladists. When ey mentioned the time skew to it, Dear said to be watchful around your counterpart, saying, “remember what I said: even True Name has emotions, even she will be affected”.”</p>
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<p>She sat back, looking stunned, then choked out a half-laugh-half-sob, setting her mug down on the table so that she could rub her paws firmly over her face, wiping her eyes. “Even I have emotions. <em>Even I,</em>” she said between deep breaths. “I know that your cocladist and Dear meant well by this, but how damning an indictment. Even I.”</p>
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<p>She sat back, looking stunned, then choked out a half-laugh-half-sob, setting her mug down on the table so that she could rub her paws firmly over her face, leaving them to cover her face. “Even I have emotions. Even I!” she said between deep breaths. “I know that your cocladist and Dear meant well by this, but how damning an indictment. <em>Even I.</em>“</p>
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<p>“I’m sorry, True Name.”</p>
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<p>She shook her head, took a moment to regain her composure, and said, “No, I suppose I do, at that. It is difficult to remember even from the inside, my dear. Thank you for reminding me, and thank you for listening.”</p>
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<p>The skunk reached out a paw toward em and, after a moment’s hesitation, ey took it and gave it what ey hoped was a comforting squeeze.</p>
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<p>Ey smiled cautiously. “Worth a try, I suppose.”</p>
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<p>“Yes. Worth a try.” She stood slowly and gave a hint of a bow. “I have much to think about, Mx. Bălan, and a message to send to Ms. Genet. Please spend some quality time with your partner tonight, and I will see you in the future.”</p>
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<p>“Of course. Until next time.”</p>
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<p>She bowed again and stepped from the sim, leaving em to sit on the couch and finish eir tea, thinking about the differences between changing and forgetting.</p>
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<p>She bowed again and stepped from the sim, leaving em to sit on the couch and finish eir tea, thinking about the differences between changing and forgetting. Without forgetting, all True Name had, all they <em>all</em> had, was the ability to change, and all they could do was hope that this would be enough to keep them all sane.</p>
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