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COMMAND
over oneself and others



AMBITION
nothing will stand in my way



ORDER
chaos will not be tolerated



MANY
over the individual






Date: 2016-04-26 07:49 pm (UTC)
polyphonos: (Default)
From: [personal profile] polyphonos
[She blinks at him. Her attention is very direct.]

Do you not know who it was?

Date: 2016-04-26 09:48 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] polyphonos
[Her chin doesn't lift, but there is a small change in the air that perhaps gives the impression of her standing straighter anyway - a cool edge in her expression, something knowing in the line of her mouth. Her link to him is solid, a stilled line as if drawn with a pen and ruler. She gives him nothing. It's very quiet.]

We could tell you, if you'd like us to.

Date: 2016-04-26 11:03 pm (UTC)
polyphonos: (gamma)
From: [personal profile] polyphonos
[She could insist on showing him: opening her hand to him and drawing him in, spreading the line drawn between them so he might feel the memory of that hum from Ilde's link to the nest. So he might understand the emptiness of the feeling, the dead weight of-- well, of death. She could give him all the tools to know if he asked. It would be a simple thing. She could be gentle with him if he wanted her to be.

Instead Cathaway simply says:]


It was Ilde.

[She doesn't bat an eyelash. The line between them is cold - a dead star.]

Date: 2016-04-27 01:54 am (UTC)
polyphonos: (alpha)
From: [personal profile] polyphonos
Impossible to say, isn't it?

[Without touching Ilde's mind, without using all the tools in his proverbial kit, was there a way to know definitively?]

It seems we must wait and see what she's gleaned from her time on the planet.

Date: 2016-04-28 01:53 am (UTC)
polyphonos: (delta)
From: [personal profile] polyphonos
[Her eyes narrow on him. For a moment, her mouth thins. She imagines banging her skull against a stone would produce better results.]

Yes, General. We believe that answers all our concerns. [She turns the two of her boot back to the room's exact center - can feel the way the Station shifts and hums and grows around her and lets it wash over and through her.] Should you have any of your own, we are always here to assist you.

[If it sounds like a dismissal, that's because it ought to.]

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