Patricia Williams
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I'm... tired. The whole "I forgot there is going to be a huge shebang I have to be present for" thing really put me off the game. At least, things are easier now. We are set to depart in the evening. The plans were amended a bit. For some reason, Cy is flatly against going to Evergreens. According to her, if she's there now, there will be a me-flavored disaster. I'm guessing someone is foolhardy enough to try something with her and I overreact. So the plan is for Cy to stay with my parents and twins in…-
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I was actually half-expecting to be called out on my bullshit. The question is, though... did they genuinely think it is possible to make war too awful to comprehend without resorting to stuff like mutually assured destruction, or did they just decide not to disabuse me of my "naive fantasies"? The sad truth is, it does not matter how advanced the implements of war are, there is always some asshat out there who thinks they have the right of it. Multitudes of reasons, really, but the end result is, well...…
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The attendance in the yard is as thus. Abe and his three sons, which I expected. Jeannette-Thereze, which I did not expect. Malachi, Pasteur and Buonaparte, which I expected. Moon Unit, which I did not expect. The rest stayed behind where the TV is alternating between playing music with visualizer and showing Loony Tunes shorts. I might have had more takers for the firearm demo if not for the cartoons, I suppose. "Alright. Let's begin, then. I have a number of possible firearms to show you, however..." -…
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I might have caused a bit of a, uh... misunderstanding. When I invited Abraham over, I did so under impression that he would treat this as a family visiting family kind of arrangement. Instead, he took along a bunch of other people as well. Granted, I can understand why all of them are here. Sir Malachi and sir Pasteur have a professional interest in the new weaponry, if not in the angle on it. And the third person... Hrm. Given the adornments, this short guy is career military, but I haven't been…
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Well, this morning was thoroughly perturbing. Still, that does advance my plans regarding Klaus. Nice of him to show up alone. Now I can finally get some observations on what is going on with his mysterious resurrection. Unlike the last time, I have made the entirety of body unavailable. Even if they know where he is, digging him out from the caldera would be quite impossible for them. If they had the know-how on how to empty the whole vast bowl of ash, the tract would already be restored. Moreso, I have…
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Setting things up took a little bit more effort and time than Klaus might have wanted, but he could be patient, oh yes he could. He could not afford to flub this, after all. Lady Gillespie was a cunning and ruthless foe, and Klaus was very cognizant of the fact that a misstep would likely get him killed on the spot. However, he was well used to high stakes in his craft. Honestly speaking, if he was sure that his goal would be achieved, he would be entirely content to die in the process. After all, his next…
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Well... this is tedious. I understand the need for public speeches, I really do. There are preciously few means of mass outreach in this world, yet, and speaking at the holiday is one of the more reliable ways to give masses some face time with the sovereign of the nation. Still, the whole thing necessitates crazy amounts of pomp and circumstance. I do not envy Abe. I do, however, sympathize. And he, as far as I can tell, appreciates the speakers a whole lot. I have my part in the ceremonies, so... yeah.…
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Farewells is weird. For me, at least. I don't really have anyone I'd bother saying farewells to. Grandparents? Never knew them in this life, none of them survived long enough for me to remember them properly. Oh, I've been introduced to some of them as a toddler, I recall, but none played a significant part in my life. Dad's father croaked before I was even born, gramma didn't really live long enough to see me out of swaddling. On mom's side, things were a little better, but neither of grandparents really…
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Ed was more than a little scandalized by rapping. Not enough to actually do something rash, but he did have a lot to say to Selene for such a "crude language", in a song even. In the end, we pacified him with a promise that Selene will sing something less abrasive for the masses on the festivities. She's being furtive about the song she has in mind. Or songs, really. Oh well, she's a big girl, I'll leave such choices to her. It's one thing to aid a fellow transmigrator to secure a cushy life, and quite…
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Back in the mansion... I am subjected to more CONCERN. Lily-Anne was not in any way shy about telling the rest of my harem everything that happened... and father did not help matters with his comments either. Really, the only ones who were more or less cool about it were Cy, Moon Unit and twins. Bridgit and Roxy took the opportunity to cluck over me like mother hens, and the less is said about mother's reaction, the better. Then dad pours even more oil into the fire by retelling my short spiel on genetics.…
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