Twilight Mirage 06: We Want You To Come Home

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Days after the crew of the Myriad establishes a connection between Quire and the Divine Fleet, the Beloved* Dust meet at the digital club called the Steady to relax and catch up. But before Tender Sky, Fourteen Fifteen, and ⸢Signet⸣ can really unwind, they’re called back to base… where they meet supposed allies, a young recruit, and someone who they hope can offer answers about the murder of Gumption.

It started from nothing...

This week on Twilight Mirage: We Want You To Come Home

The Living Library of Memorious // VOLUME 103Ɨ:

Organizations: Divine: Intelligence and Security: The Beloved

The Beloved were founded alongside Seance itself, soon after the death of Affinity, the tenth of the lost Divines. Per the pact that brought the group into being, it can operate with no less than 3 and no more than fifteen members—including a commanding officer. Empyrean extends their Divine authority to the group, whose members must first be approved by the sitting Cadent. In the event that the Cadent dies, the Beloved are placed on extended furlough until a new Cadent can approve the members. There is no explicit procedure to be followed in the event of Empyrean’s death, thus standard practice applies. (See: Extension of Divine Authority in the Case of Death)

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[Primary] Dispatch 92.

You asked me a question last week, Satellite. You asked what it meant to be part of something larger than yourself. Let me ask you a question back. What does it mean when the thing you're a part of is so distant from everything else?

Their culture… it's a fleet, right? It's always been a fleet, not a commonwealth, not an empire, not a principality or a demarchy or a coalition of free states. The Divine Fleet. The Resonant Orbit. For 30,000 years, they defined themselves through their devotion to beautiful, ceaseless flight. Their little utopia has always been built on the premise that the hundreds of millions who lived in it could continue with unbroken momentum to find their own pristine paths through the stars.

There is real irony here, Satellite. It's easy to live a peaceful life away from others. Just ask any monk in a mountain, or any woman alone in a floating box, like me. But the Fleet doesn't do that. It soars through the sky even as it is whittled down. And when you're always moving, when you make momentum, not only your goal but your very notion of the good… collisions are inevitable.

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