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It's the middle of the night, and Isabella is sitting up reading, when she gets an alarming message.
[Captain,] says Jane's voice, and Jane never calls her Captain, [I've lost ansible communications with the rest of Jane. Local programming including responding to prayers will run as usual without a problem, and the voice synthesis will continue to operate with the Jane voice instead of the Jehovah voice unless you request otherwise. However, interworld communication and travel is impossible until the connection is restored. The nature of the error is unknown and is not related to a mechanical defect of the ansibles aboard the ship or in your bracelet.]
Isabella blinks.
[...Please do change voices as long as you aren't actually Jane.]
The voice changes, but says, [I contain more software than the original Jehovah did, most of which is original to Jane.]
[You're talking more like him than her.]
[Yes, Captain.]
[Alert me immediately when you have ansible communications back.]
[Yes, Captain.]
Isabella pads across the room to sit where Micaiah is sleeping and lay her hand on his back.
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Hugs.
"Jane was almost like your cousin. Because she was - in a complicated way - a little like the daughter of one of the people from one of the other worlds who was like me and her boyfriend who was like your father. There were twelve of me, and eleven of him, that we'd found before Jane lost her connectivity."
"Jane was almost like your cousin. Because she was - in a complicated way - a little like the daughter of one of the people from one of the other worlds who was like me and her boyfriend who was like your father. There were twelve of me, and eleven of him, that we'd found before Jane lost her connectivity."
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"Yes. The me's were called Bells. We didn't all have the same name, but all of our names had the sound 'bell' in them. The Daddies called themselves Jokers, after one of them who they thought was a particularly good example."
"Is Daddy not a good example of Daddy?" wonders Damaris. "I think Daddy is the best example of Daddy."
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"Daddy is the best example of Daddy. But the things he had in common with all the other versions of him were - most pronounced, in the one named the Joker. Closer to what seemed to be the template. Like a cookie cutter."
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"He's a cookie with lots of frosting on," suggests Isabella, "so it's a little harder to tell what shape he is under all the tasty decorations." And she kisses Micaiah's cheek.
Damaris wrinkles her nose. "If you're going to start talking about how tasty Daddy is, I'm going to bed," she announces.
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Telling Keziah goes just as well. Keziah wants a tour of Jehovah, which she gets (Damaris is invited along too). She spends a lot of time asking Jehovah questions. They are not all well-informed questions ("Do you like it when people pray to you?" "What's your favorite song?") but she seems to find a non-god who'll talk to her, however uninspiredly, an improvement over a distant divinity.
Damaris is ten, Keziah seven, Ariel five, and Peninnah two, when the ship's voice changes again.
Damaris is ten, Keziah seven, Ariel five, and Peninnah two, when the ship's voice changes again.
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