Keith Anyan (
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[ The video feed opens in a rather mundane fashion: an expressionless man sitting within the library in the Initiative Hold, his tablet on a desk in front of him as he pages through a book--a somewhat battered old volume of history. ]
I have two questions. I would appreciate some answers, if you could.
[ His voice is deep and serious, but also remarkably flat and toneless. ]
I understand that the other "Transports" here represent a wide variety of worlds. How many come from one with similar components to this one? A ruined Earth, or one near ruin, and a repressive absolute government guiding humanity in the wake of that disaster.
[ He closes the book and sets it down on the desk just out of the screen's frame. ]
The second question is simple. Can anyone recommend somewhere I can find decent coffee?
I have two questions. I would appreciate some answers, if you could.
[ His voice is deep and serious, but also remarkably flat and toneless. ]
I understand that the other "Transports" here represent a wide variety of worlds. How many come from one with similar components to this one? A ruined Earth, or one near ruin, and a repressive absolute government guiding humanity in the wake of that disaster.
[ He closes the book and sets it down on the desk just out of the screen's frame. ]
The second question is simple. Can anyone recommend somewhere I can find decent coffee?
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[Was that some anger flickering in his eyes for a moment? It's gone now. He goes back to looking disinterested.]
Your people may have escaped thanks to your noble efforts, but they won't last much longer.
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his brow knits, searching, trying to put that into context.
Keith. Physis. the child – that child was unconscious, not a threat to anyone...a black bird, the barrel of a gun...things get muddled the further he goes.
..."noble efforts?"]
I won't let you harm them. Our Solider – Jomy Marcus Shin – won't let you harm them. Let us be, Keith...The humans abandoned that planet a long time ago!
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You're talking about the past. Your people's time on Silvester 7 is done.
You're familiar with the Megiddo?
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Megiddo. wait–]
...Keith, what have you done? Y–[he bites off the sound, trying to grasp at a fragmented, hazy thought. Megiddo. a tree. a stranger – Mu stranger – in agony.]
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What have I done? I've carried out Mother's will. I'll continue when I return. Some Mu may have escaped their planet's destruction, but that won't last.
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fire and the barrel of a gun. Keith. and Physis.]
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[The smallest smile.]
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It won't be my words, will it? It won't be me at all. But you will stop. [Jomy.]
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Both of us are still breathing, Keith.
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You'll never be so certain of that.
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The same is true of humanity and the Mu.
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...My time here has shown otherwise. I can only hope there is time for you, too, to see it as well.
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