just another apocryphal mess
...are you awake? Achiah? Oh good. Good morning. Good morning, everybody.
Well. I bet you weren't expecting to see me again. It's okay, I'll explain. Ssh. Have something to eat.
( slip back through the plot )
Well. I bet you weren't expecting to see me again. It's okay, I'll explain. Ssh. Have something to eat.
( slip back through the plot )
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Charlotte's hand touched Amanita's shoulder as they looked at the confused not-dead. "They'll adjust, ma'am. Outreach's archives have a million stories of people like them brought this far, this fast."
"You said it yourself: you have never done this before. And you are not part of Outreach any more."
"No, I'm not. I'm just me, doing what I can to help a friend."
Sophia's antennae twiddled. [ Look, look, ] it broadcast. [ That one is already interacting with the terminal. ]
Charlotte grinned. "If they're as sharp as you, they'll be terrors."
Wide eyes beheld the shimmer of instantiation for the first time...
[ feel free to nuke this or disregard it if you have Plans. Just fooling around before I do the last bits of packing. ]
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She turned away from the window, and breathed a huge sigh. "Anyway. It worked. It's done. We're all still here, and it looks like everything else is normal." Looking up at Charlotte-Sophia, and the Chrononaut in his rumpled uniform, she broke into a broad grin. "We did it."
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