It's the first day of Junior year and Idaia's feeling pretty good. She likes her classes so far, it's a beautiful day, and she just has an indescribable positive feeling. Her last class of the day has just let out and she has an entirely tolerable amount of homework.
Her phone rings.
"Hello?"
"No, because if the only thing you know about who he is now is "Angband" then there's nothing else, you can just assume that a person got lost and a tragedy came out the other end, but he still has a personality, he still has things going on..."
"He likes his work. I make a point of not listening but I think he finds it interesting."
"And the cool thing is that after like thirty-five years everyone's like 'wow, you've been here a long time'."
"In Tirion you had to be at something for hundreds of Years to get that reaction."
"I get bored and bounce jobs every Year or so and everyone thanks me for my long and loyal service to the company."
She snorts. "Well, I don't think you're going to get bored of your current one."
"I figure our best chance is if Idaia and I aren't Doomed so taking actions that you wouldn't have if we weren't around is the best option."
"I'd suggest using people who didn't know who you are and therefore couldn't be covered by the Doom even if it could affect humans except that the number of prophecies concerning humans that have come through suggests that human free will--assuming it exists, which we kind of have to--is the ability to resist fate rather than refraining from going along with it by default. So using random strangers as a random number generator to throw static into the Doom's anticipation of our actions probably isn't a reliable tactic."
"And so i could just trust you on it and not try beating my head against it myself."
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