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[kryo]

The winter season in this world is a strange one. I've watched it unfold with some fascination. The emphasis is not quite on meeting with your loved ones to eat and reminisce in the colder months, but to show that affection through gifting. That's not a foreign concept in Vere. We give, of course. But I've noticed a lot of the 'gifts' being advised in this place are far less thoughtful. And come with a disregard for personal safety.

[ Mass produced, he means. Over the top. Don't mention sales ever again. And yet talk of holidays and family has him feeling quite considerate. Which is also the likely reason he's choosing text instead of showing his face to the network. He doesn't like to be too obviously sentimental. ]

If you could have one thing that you had been given in your world brought to this, what would it be? Mine would be a book. I've had it since I was eight and even now I would like to read it again, because it was chosen by someone who loved me.

[ As Prince of Vere, he's been given many expensive and ridiculous things. But Auguste's book of tales should still be sat in his room in Arles. He misses it. ]

[video]

[dendarii]

[ Well. That happened. Miles' expectations of the election had gone south as soon as he'd seen how many other people he'd been competing with - how many damn good candidates he'd been competing with - and yet here he is. He should probably feel proud of himself. He mostly just feels terrified.

He looks a bit terrified too when he turns on his comm, the terror mingling with a very humbled (if still bright) smile. Okay, he's managed to get the thing he wanted. Now what on earth does he do with it? ]

First of all, I'm deeply honored and humbled to have been chosen as Nonah's ambassador. I shall endeavor to consider the concerns of all the imPorts in my city, not just the ones who chose me specifically. There is a lot of work to do - [ oh god, there's too much work to do ] - and I look forward to tackling it.

[ A pause. Now for more practical concerns. ]

Secondly, can anyone recommend a good place to set up in Nonah? I'm interested in renting an office and an apartment. Preferably close to each other.

And ... er, I would very much appreciate the guidance of our current ambassadors as well. Difficulties you've had, pitfalls I could avoid, that sort of thing.

[ Because really, he's fucking terrified. ]

[anonymous | text]

[gearshifting]

[Someone maybe hasn't slept in like four days--not since he fell asleep on a couch in another life--and has been trying to distract himself with work and specs and new plans, but it hasn't been nearly as effective as he would have liked it to be. And he doesn't have his confidante around to talk to or ask advice. So what is a boy dealing with a crisis to do?

This is probably not the best idea, but it's the only one sticking in his sleep-deprived mind. Getting a certain text definitely didn't help.]

Reality warping is the worst. Like your whole world is a hard drive that they just write over however they want. Only maybe it wasnt so bad. Maybe it was pretty nice. Except its fake. Fake memories. Fake feelings. Fake future. Worst.

How do you get rid of something like that? How do you go back to not feeling things? Big things. Wheres the reset button for big fake feely things?