I've got a list of names | Glowfic Constellation

Afen is disappointed in the universe. He bounds back and forth across his room explaining why to his wife, his infant granddaughter, the end table, and a reporter flabbergasted by her good luck and cringing silently against the wall in the hopes he won't remember she's there.

"There is no reason to suppose that a species evolving independently of Amentans, with their own evolutionary history and living mammalian species likely related to theirs, would end up looking like us. None. Every explanation every scientist has ventured to the press has been unimaginative and unconvincing retroactive refitting of bad models to baffling data. Aliens shouldn't look like us but with different hair colors. Aliens that are not made out of carbon at all would be unsurprising; aliens with only as much physiological dissimilarity as exists between us and animal species on our planet would be mildly surprising; aliens with opposable thumbs would be truly remarkable. This is not remarkable and biologically enlightening; this is just inconsistent with everything we understand about the universe. It doesn't teach us new things about evolution; it should make us rethink evolution. - don't quote that part, they'll take it out of context."

Reporter nods rapidly.

"All of that said, I've picked up three of the languages and I'm working on building a good machine translator, it's a challenge with as little as they've produced in the way of electronic records. I'm absolutely going there to meet them as soon as the politicians figure out what to do with themselves."

"Do you have any predictions about that?"

"About politics? Why would I have predictions about politics? They deliberately obscure relevant information, for one thing, and for another it's deathly boring."

"- I mean, sir, surely you hear from your son about -"

"I have seven children and some of them are very dense indeed but not quite dense enough to try to interest me in politics."

"I was referring to -"

"I know who you were referring to. If you want a statement from Aitim go bother Aitim."

"Thank you for your time."

"I did not alter my activities in response to your presence and therefore you can't yet be said to have wasted any of my time though you should go before you do."

...out skitters the reporter.

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Rebecca Way

waylaid

"Why am I here?" asks Judith.

"So you'll be safe from whatever's going on with the people who dropped the notes."

"I want to go meet them."

"- Michael, why only Judith -"

Michael Cyrus Way

"No idea, John shoved her at me and gestured to be quiet."

Rebecca Way

waylaid

"...well that's not good."

"I want to go in the sky."

"Michael can take you in the sky later when it's safe."

Michael Cyrus Way

"The sky people might hurt you. They said in the note they would hurt people who hurt them and we don't know what they'd count as hurting them."

Rebecca Way

waylaid

"But I won't hurt them! I want to go in the sky!"

"Maybe John handed her over because he wasn't sure they could stop her from running off to grab one," murmurs Rebecca.

Michael Cyrus Way

- nod. "Well. We can ask the elves to keep an eye on her - what's the plan, do we have a plan -"

too-early-and-too-late

"We make sure we have accurate information. If they're sticking to what they said, we let them do it, watch very carefully, figure out why they're leaving wizards alone, act only once we have full information. If they start mass murder - I don't know. We take a lot of Felix and coordinate something internationally."

Karen Dwimmer

planetarium

"Should you lay groundwork for that now?"

too-early-and-too-late

"Yeah probably. I want to check on Elio, he got suddenly sick and left."

Karen Dwimmer

planetarium

"...weird coincidence..."

too-early-and-too-late

"Isn't it just. Gonna wait a bit to make sure international Portkeys are still allowed and not attracting unwanted attention and then I'll go find him."

Karen Dwimmer

planetarium

"Good luck."

too-early-and-too-late

He squeezes her hand.

He waits for signs of problems with international Portkeys.

Colorful aliens show up in places where the population seems least restive and start giving out instructions on how to build temporary housing and railroads and airports. They pay laborers in their own currency, which can be used to buy things at their stores. They are not impeding the operation of normal stores, at least not yet.

They do not shoot people who show up as instructed for temporary housing. They do not shoot the people who hide, either, though they go through the targeted areas door-by-door in bizarre suits of a bizarre material, move people out, and then demolish things and bury the material and run a contained fire and then rebuild.

Some people attack them. These people are dragged away and don't reappear.

They give no indication they care at all about international Portkeys or in fact have heard of such a thing.

Timothy goes to Italy and finds Elio's organization.

Elio's organization is quite headless and confused.

too-early-and-too-late

What's going on with Elio?

He said he was sick and all operations were suspended and fucked off to no one knows where! says his ~~minion~~ staffer Erica.

too-early-and-too-late

"Very odd timing. I think that while his original vision is - challenging given the current circumstances, the lines of communication he had with the entire magical world are going to be critical. It would make sense to maintain those even if operations specifically on the Statute were suspended, don't you think?"

"We're hardly going to tell all the owls they should return to the wild, Signore."

too-early-and-too-late

"Not what I meant. I mean, instead of cancelling meetings they could still happen with a different focus and a broader range of attendees."

"Signore, I think it is premature to make decisions like that without Elio's input."

too-early-and-too-late

"I think someone sabotaged Elio at a critical time, and that it'd be dishonoring the things he's accomplished to let it all grind to a halt until we're sure that's what he wants."