[Truth. His home was glassed by the Hafn in a minor border raid; his home was a ship who probably hated him; his home was anywhere Kujen said so, and he misses it not at all, except when he does, for the simple contentment he had no choice but to receive.
It's very simple. The factions handle faction business. Each faction has a Hexarch, who is the absolute authority over their own faction and everyone in it, except when they aren't. The factionless are free game. The Hexarchs pretend to have a council, but really what they have is a very encrypted chatroom where they scheme and yell at each other.
It reminds me of one of the Unknown Regions' territories, but without knowing much about them I can't say for sure. They're extraordinarily secretive, less prone to emotional outbursts and rigorous in their defenses.
It's simple like scaffolding is simple. Chains of responsibility are clear. Every faction has their own infernally complicated internal structures, and every planet and station has its own traditions under the factions, like fresh milk under the milkfat. But everywhere you go, the Vidona run the schools, the Rahal rule on laws, the Andan promote culture. Simple shapes make for stable fractals.
My society’s method of thinking was about as healthful, and as rapidly spreading, if there were fresh meat on offer. I’ve put some effort, over the last two years, into containing and concealing what details might prove most necessary to its infection of other worlds.
[He'll have to make some adjustments to his own schedule, because he tends to do his best work in the mornings after coffee, but it's not like Bodhi won't mind]
Of course you do. You're a certifiable genius, if your file is to be believed.
I think that's about all we can expect for our first day, but thank you for speaking to me. I'll be in touch.
[About fifteen minutes later, Hux receives an ink-brush painting of a pied bull with an anatomically correct two-and-a-half foot erection, with all the impeccable draftsmanship of an architect's blueprints.]
[Hux receives the document with all the naive interest of someone not used to these kinds of presents. Upon its arrival, he immediately goes pink with embarrassment, and stuffs it in a drawer in his cabin.
It goes unmentioned. He can pretend never to have seen it but that image is burned into his memory]
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[Lie. Truth. Not much. Not that part. Not usually.]
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[Truth. His home was glassed by the Hafn in a minor border raid; his home was a ship who probably hated him; his home was anywhere Kujen said so, and he misses it not at all, except when he does, for the simple contentment he had no choice but to receive.
And lie.]
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Strange as it may seem, I've only known one form of government and yours is rather alien to me. So I'm attempting to put it into a greater context.
Perhaps this is too much of a conversation to have on our first day.
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[And pulling strings beneath it all, Kujen.]
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Childish? And typical.
[It sort of reminds Hux of a proto-Chiss society.]
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I don't have much to compare it to, either.
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Do you have a few books that I can borrow?
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Have you seen maggots spread through a corpse?
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I assume there's some sort of point to this disgusting metaphor.
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My society’s method of thinking was about as healthful, and as rapidly spreading, if there were fresh meat on offer. I’ve put some effort, over the last two years, into containing and concealing what details might prove most necessary to its infection of other worlds.
So, no, I will not explain the mechanisms.
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[Surprisingly understandable?]
A reasonable argument. All right. We can focus on the more personal instead.
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[He put some work into this typographical sarcasm. You better appreciate it.]
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Do you prefer the mornings or the evenings to speak?
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Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing. But evenings.
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[He'll have to make some adjustments to his own schedule, because he tends to do his best work in the mornings after coffee, but it's not like Bodhi won't mind]
Of course you do. You're a certifiable genius, if your file is to be believed.
I think that's about all we can expect for our first day, but thank you for speaking to me. I'll be in touch.
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It goes unmentioned. He can pretend never to have seen it but that image is burned into his memory]