There is an announcement of a rules change: you are not allowed to perform the victory ritual without freezing or disabling all of the enemy.
This rule change is generally attributed to the antics of a Thomas "Sue" Sanderson, who coordinated his toon across the room without commander authorization and won the game before more than four soldiers, total, had been taken out.
It's a month shy of Bella's ninth birthday when Flame and Meerkat once again meet in the battle room.
"Freeze their mutie," Flame's commander tells everyone. "Don't look at me like that, Aegis." (People have occasionally started calling her this; she always picks it as her username or her space station name or whatever she's allowed to christen, and it's started to stick.) "You're not that kind of mutie, but theirs is. He can't do his hivemind shit once he's froze or he'll get iced. That's everyone's priority, clear?"
"Yessir," says each toon leader in unison.
They form up in the corridor.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" (Even without a visible rank he's some kind of sir; she's not even nine yet.)
But nobody else notebooks like she does. They can't typically rely on that, can they?
"I'm not sure, sir. I don't know what methods you're using."
"I think a lot of the other students took batteries of personality tests before they launched, but I was never set those tests, sir. I'm happy to sit them now if you'd like."
There is a silence, and she says: "Sir, I wrote in English because I was not aware anyone was spending their time deciphering my notes to myself and the - I thought - minor risk that someone would decide to was worth the increased referenceability. If I start writing in English again, my diary will be less useful to me and less useful to you, because I'll know it's being read and I won't be able to work uncensored. But I am happy to take the standard psych tests or whatever the other students are doing, unless what the other students are doing something involving telepathy and that's why it hasn't been used for me before."
"If you have questions for me about how I'm doing, I can answer them," Aegis volunteers. "I just can't do my own processing in front of readers like that."
"It's nothing about a change in my underlying psychology," she tries. "Sir."
(If they don't know, maybe they don't monitor her conversations? Of course, he didn't explain about reading her journal until she'd deflected a few questions about them suddenly having trouble reading her psychology.)
"I - didn't know you watched it, sir, but I don't mind if you go on doing that, I'm proud of my little empire. I like the game."
"It's more interesting than what it was doing before," says Aegis. "I stopped playing before because it seemed like - space-filler. Reading was more fun, sir. And then when I found out you could bypass the giant - or at least me and Sue could, it didn't work for anyone else I helped - it got interesting again. Stuff I do lasts now. I know my birds and stuff aren't real people but I like them and I want them to have a nice place to not be real in." She pauses. "But I have no idea how the game knew I'd like that, so maybe it just guessed right on the first try."
"Me and Sue are also the only people with the same environment, I think," volunteers Aegis, "even though he doesn't want to do nearly as much with the animal-people, and that makes it more interesting too. And the game showed me where to find him when he was getting bullied a couple years ago. It must be very smart, sir."
"You didn't already know? It wasn't long after he showed up near my first village. Sue's avatar went idle and then the colors on its feathers changed, and it showed a path, and when I went there, he was there, getting beat on by a bunch of twelve-year-olds. There must be a report on this incident somewhere, sir, I took Sue straight to the infirmary and some of the twelve-year-olds probably went there eventually too."