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Demon Cam in the Space Silmarillion
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The grownups are all very busy, but the children are all bored. 

 

Bored or having nightmares. But Tasárinon was not on a ship and did not see the people dying and has only heard it thirdhand and can't exactly have nightmares about the look in his mother's eyes - well, he probably could, but he hasn't - so he's bored, and he is drawing on the floor. It is an absurdly intricate drawing. He has been embellishing it for three days. 

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"Sounds great," Cam sighs.

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"Or we lose and die and spend a few thousand Years in Mandos, that's also on the table."

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Nod.

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"And not even the worst thing on the table." He frowns at Finwe's chip. "Can you keep it somewhere secure, for someday if it's safe?"

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"Secure like 'on my planet' or secure like 'embedded in my arm or something'."

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"He's only one person. Whatever's convenient."

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"I suppose I'm not going to my planet right this minute anyway -" He cuts into his forearm without apparent discomfort, tucks the chip in, waits a moment while it heals.

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He shakes his head with amazement. "Thank you."

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"You're welcome."

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He is half-expecting Ossiriand to be in ruins, but it looks the same as they left it.

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"Suppose I should just go tell the contents of the bunker the tale in person or text it?"

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"Don't know, what's your next step?"

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"Don't know. Tempted to try evacuating Mithrim, the poor bastards, with a non-oath filtration mechanism, but - I should probably save it."

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"For people who don't have backups?"

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"No, he specified Elves. I should probably save it for a better organized and hopefully larger population, who are not rigged to explode, who I can load onto ships and get out of here before he realizes what happened."

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"How many are you thinking you could get in one wave?"

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"Depends on whether they're set up in such a way that I can run my check at a leisurely pace in advance and then load them up confident there were no substitutions, and on whether any of them know how to pilot or on how hard it is to scale up the lightleaper design."

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"King's got people on the latter problem, and we have VR pilot training programs that are pretty good...you could insert a chip the Enemy can't duplicate in everyone's fingertips, if chips persist in not being dangerous for us although drugs don't work very well."

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"If," Cam agrees. "Although the brain chips are secure for reasons I can't duplicate in one in somebody's finger."

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"Could also take an unverified load of people off planet, take them somewhere other than our refugee planet, screen them there, and then take them on."

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"Yeah, that'd work. Depending on how constrained the ship design has to be I could possibly lift off a whole city if it was fairly compact and not built on top of particularly rocky soil."

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"Maybe you should stop by the bunker, then, and ask the engineering team if that can be done and/or if planetary surface takeoff can be done and which one they can achieve faster."

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"Yeah." Notes notes.

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"Good skill. I'd apologize for dragging you into this mess except I do not have any regrets there."

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"Long as I don't actually make things worse, me either."

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