AN: This chapter came after prayer and admittedly a more challenging week for me than was usual. But I'm feeling better overall, and I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I'll see you next time."
Pagliacci-11
A knock was heard at Jeremy's door, it was still early morning, and when the door opened, Alfonse was the greeter.
Seeing Aelita, he said with a yawn, "Oh, hey. What's up?"
Aelita looked at him and then asked, "Is Jeremy in?"
Al looked to this right, "He's right here. I'm going to let him sleep, though. He kept me up all night nearly with his incessant keyboard clicking. This is the only time of day which I can truly sleep in peace, you know?"
Aelita nodded, "When he wakes up, let him know I'm looking for him, please."
Al nodded, "Of course. See you later."
Al gently closed the door, and Aelita headed back to her dorm. She stood outside the door a moment for a few moments in relative silence and then gently opened the door. She looked around inside the room and after a few moments contemplating her wardrobe, she dressed for the day. Once finished, she opened up her diary and began to write down her thoughts.
"Took time to think about Natasha's proposition. Despite what she has offered me, I cannot accept. She will be waiting in the wings to strike at us when it is more favorable for her to do so. Sadly, her vision is no different than Sylvia's; the only difference is that the former is more the hardcore authoritarian than the latter. Their methods don't vary, except Sylvia is more of a democracy in the traditional sense—maybe.
I fear that Natasha or Sylvia, the worse possibility of both, have a plan in mind. I can't trust either one, as I've said. Natasha's very businesslike in her vision of what is to come. I believe of the two sisters; she is the one without pity, without remorse. Sylvia could still be reached; however, she has an immense tendency to overreact and frankly can't be told anything.
Does Natasha wish to destroy us? I can't entirely be sure. My conversation with her has lead me to believe her destruction of the world is conditional—it's cold comfort, but I have time. So, just what I will do, I don't know yet. But something tells me that this is far from over."
Meanwhile, in the upper offices of the Ministry, Sylvia sat with Dr. Livesey, the latter just finishing his statement, "I more than understand where you are coming from, Sylvia. But have you considered for all you have seen in the horizon that you are not meant to change their world, as you and your sister have changed ours? Your own Nicolette has shown the futility of this endeavor through all manner of comprehensive breakdowns both in data and testimony. Therefore, I posit, frankly, what you wish to enact for our neighbors is far from achievable, never mind sustainable in the long run.
It's not that your noble intent is not noted, but your chances of succeeding with such a precocious and double-minded people are hardly within our purview of success. Do you understand?"
Sylvia nodded, and she then replied, "Natasha has returned, Doctor. She's back, and I have seen her before I shut down communications. I know she will come for me, and when she sees what I have seen across the horizon, she will galvanize her efforts to change them as she changed our brothers and sisters here. What you warn me against, she will come back in some way, and she will advance her own objective despite your protest."
Livesey wrote this down, "I see. And you have proof of this, do you?"
"If we fired up the projector, we would find—"
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