>>@SGT | TO: @ALL.

[byhand]

I usually reserve these communications for private networks, but it seems necessity has hastened our meeting. For the safety of myself and my family, I would be of no uncertain gratefulness if you would refer to me as Sargent, and little else. Though I am sure, with time, some of you will come up with more colorful nicknames.

Pleasantries aside; welcome, new faces and old, and I must ask this with all seriousness and kindness: What have you done?

Things are moving at the wrong speed. The prognosticators were not expecting to compensate for such a load. Several droids have begun misfiring, our protochron readouts are gaining sentience, a prophet is missing, and the birds are growing increasingly agitated. This is not the series of events your ancestors knew, much less my progeny.

To put it simply: things are not moving apace. I cannot say for sure if this is your influence, or the influence of an outside power, or perhaps both. And yet:

Mary Wollstonecraft, who was not supposed to enter Paris until next month, is already here.

The King's Trial has not even been proposed by the revolutionary government.

Mirabeau sleeps still in a place of honor.

I will put more work into discovering the source of this snarl in history. But you must be warned: every action you have here changes the lives of untold million not yet born. Tread carefully, for as the poets say: you walk upon dreams.

Comments

[bloodings]

no idea.
the fool was yelling at someone in the street. that sort of commotion is bound to attract attention, and he wouldnt shut up when i told him to.

[byhand]

If you don't know, it couldn't have been that terribly important, could it?

[bloodings]

you asked what wed done.
but dont worry. ill hit someone more important looking next time.

[byhand]

I truly appreciate the sentiment.

Have you been enjoying Paris, good Sir?

[bloodings]

[ Sir... now she's blushing go away. Naturally, her response is twice as rude because of that. ]

like hell. its cluttered, dull, and boring.
its too different from my own time to be familiar, but too similar to be interesting. this is seriously the worst.

[byhand]

The worst? Hardly. You could be in Greece.

What, I wonder, would a noble knight such as yourself do to improve this place?

[bloodings]

thats true. i definitely dont want to be where that shitty rider comes from.

the people are the problem. theyre loud, annoying, and have nothing interesting to say. get rid of them, and the city would be much better.

[ She's kidding... probably. ]

[byhand]

Ah, you know the son of Thetis, heir of the Myrmidons? What luck.

So you would exterminate the populace? I suppose that is one definition of peace. But how can a king rule without subjects? France was, after all, once in the domain of your family.

[bloodings]

so you know who i am. guess that shouldnt be a surprise.

but you dont have to worry. theyre irritating, but more like locusts than anything truly worthy of hate. thats why i wont kill them.

[byhand]

I know who all of you are, Sir. I have your files on record, though I've never met any from your court before. It will be an honor, when we meet in person.

You think so little of the common people? Hardly a way to win hearts and minds.

[bloodings]

power wins hearts and minds more than any ideal.

[ That's why her rebellion worked at all. ]

but people should be free to be as foolish as they wish. so i cant agree with what the regency is doing. you have my sword for now.

[byhand]

This era... I think you may find it of interest. As you are a student of power, so to speak.

Then we are glad to have it, and shall endeavor to keep it, Good Knight.