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I've just completed the review of a sift and analysis of data recently acquired, updating old files and starting new ones where it seems important, as well as authorizing payments to sources. Data peripheral to a target often turns out to be valuabl…
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"He has a few." I say, perhaps a hint of impatience coloring my tone at her needling. I'm wondering why I'm taking so much effort to defend him. I crawl back into bed and snuggle in against Mitz's warmth. A breath. A blink and I'm somewhere else. …
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I don't jump at the voice, having expected this. I would have been surprised if it didn't show up, actually. I let out a little sigh and shrug slightly, glancing once again at the bed before turning to face my companion. "I don't care if you don't…
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The physicality, the sensorium and emotions. It's all so magnificent, drugging and for a few precious moments I forget myself. Nimitz is like a fine guitar, a calligraphy brush, a perfectly made sword. We work together as one and create something be…
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This is the intimacy move so I add no state, but you know. (Rolled: 2d6. Rolls: 3, 6. Total: 9)
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I sure am. And honestly I feel a little guilty here. Guilty for telling him off, even more so for perpetuating this when I know it's going to blow up. Sometimes I wish I could be that wide-eyed innocent again, could believe, but that's broken in me…
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It did end badly with Sarah. And really it was nearly the same story as Mitz here. I'm a riddle that people have to solve, a thing they chase. That's what's exciting. Like playing a game where the win is just out of your reach, but you're pretty sur…
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We have great chemistry is all. I mean that literally. Our bodies, pheromones and hormones mesh well. I'm sure he thinks there is something special. Lots of people do when it lines up like we do. But it's an illusion. It's how nature cons us to pe…
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Sounds good. I shrug, noncommittal, as my hand finds the goal... The goal post perhaps, and begins to trace the form of it with a feather touch not moving my eyes from his avatar. "Something gets in my head and I have to make it so it will leave m…
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I'm very comfortable. The apartment is small but classy, high up and with floor-to-ceiling windows on one wall through two rooms. Low enough, still, that the glow of the Neon Pagoda diffuses up from the bottom of the view like a multicolored incipie…
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Giri: Tao: 1 - I keep a secret regarding why they enforce Giri, and have told no one. Rostam: 1 - I saved him from a trumped up Giri charge because he has no neurochip. Havana: 1 - I've used my cyberbrain to change something in the veil to protect H…
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Hi I'm Trevis. (Introducing is weird, because, you all know me.) I generally can work in one or two posts during the workday. Beyond that I post evening or late evening most of the time. If we're in a conversational thing I'll respond as quickly a…
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Three years. Things have evened out some. I don't miss the ship... well not much. The kind of math I 'm good at isn't really critical down here at first. Crops and building and fixing are much more important. Practical skills. Once we had a little …
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My decision… I end up filling my mother’s role in a way after all. Another thirty years on the ship with the AAU partially in charge, or our own colony now without hope of resupply. An agrarian colony. Technological development limited due to the …
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It isn't easy being the face of the revolt. I would much rather have someone with a leader's charisma do it. But It is effective. The face of the commandant's daughter and the extremity of the threat to the ship do their job, the remaining crew agre…
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(Rolled: 2d6+1. Rolls: 5, 6. Total: 12)
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"I am not. It's the same thing. We don't do anything that the adults want-that includes manning the bridge-until they listen to us. Recruit them to the rebellion. But the rebellion is not going to the bridge or letting anyone else do it either." I s…
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I nod to Temperance. "Yes, it will. The need of the bridge is in itself leverage, though. As much as I want to help Tabitha..." And I do, very much. "We can hold back, and maybe use the bomb as a threat to prevent anyone else from going, at least u…
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I look between them, calmer now. I consider Mark's question, indirect though it might be. I suppose it's a gesture of trust to share it. I can't be trusted unless I show I'm willing to trust them. With an internal quiver I back against a wall and st…
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take a string, Mark Kiss me? I can't explain it. Spur of the moment. The intimacy. Remnants of old fantasies. An opportunity. Temperance's comment breaks the spell a little and I'm stuck wondering whether to take the embarrassment of admitting the …
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I search for several long moments as the intensity and intimacy of this moment pushes up my heart rate and heats my body. Finally I find it, clear and easy to dissipate. "Okay." I breathe. "Kiss me."
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I nod at Mark's desperation. If I'd had his options I probably would have done the same thing. Down in there somewhere it seems he really does care about Pris. I tense for the second that Mark implies a trade my mind already going through what I c…
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Mark took her? Then he gave her to... I can't decide if that's better than the 'adults' or not, but I'm a little relieved. Iso is the only logical place for the machine to hide her, and she'd be damn hard to find. "You gave her to the AAU , then…
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"Um... Okay." I say and step into the room, knowing that I did just interrupt something but unable to really undo it. The awkwardness seems to linger in the air. I look at Mark as Temperance checks her Navi"I want to make sure she's still alive. St…
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"Oh," I look between the two of them. Feeling my own cheeks heat. "Uh... Stomm...Sorry. I'll.. Uhm..." I'm stuck for a moment in indecision.
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I shiver a moment, wondering if it's an omen. Being dethed is not something that has ever happened to me and right now I'm wondering if it was Mother or the AAU or one of the other kids who doesn't like me, probably for good reason. Now it's more i…
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"Moth--" The Navi winks off. I click to bring it back on but it's been bricked. What the void was that? She could just block my access to sensitive, not kill it altogether. Now I can't answer Tab's message. She'll think... I don't know what she'll …
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I read over the message before realizing the audio is off. "Mother?" I ask as I consider a reply. I'm torn between the desire to help Tabitha, who I care for a great deal, and the ship in the process of course, or using this need as more leverage a…