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[Civil Servant]

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Name: "Civil Servant"
IFF/ID: The Platform
Encryption access: Custom
Location: Bruchsal base
Subject: Decks

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"Four, you show more than just imagination, what words I will give do not mean overstepping what you've experienced... But no matter the context, you've come to me for a different perspective... I then will share.

"You have played a lot of cards, more than anyone else, and you still have one remaining in your hand... The ideas placed in these new fabrications is defined by the dream too, and dreams are made up by our mind reorganizing our interpretations into something barely perceivable. But in this age of Sirius, your mind can never truly be alone, even when one sleeps.

If the world changes around you when you play, listen to your the players like Death and the fairy are certain within this reality, potentially meaning more to your situation, but maybe you should begin understanding on how you perceive these participants. Dreams like these are not easy to remember, you are not just an observer, you an active player whom can make decisions within the rules of the realm.

Strauss is... an outlier, a solid manifestation too familiar for 'normal' dreams. He tells you the groundwork to those of an unknown Arcana and seems to take pleasure in your continued investments. If one card shook him only for a moment to sing his true song, then you should consider the cards he's played, and what they show him to be in both upright and mirrored-down. A lot of it shows leaving old worlds, forming the future in the extremes, beware if you decide to trust him to shape what you know and act on. I don't sleep with the most villainous beast haunting my mind constantly at night, even ones whom my instincts pilot me to terminate... but these days it's hard to find yourself being the sole voice in your dreams.

You have played a lot of cards, more than anyone else, and you still have one remaining in your hand... The ideas placed in these new fabrications is defined by the dream too, and dreams are made up by our mind reorganizing our interpretations into something hardly recognizable during its process. I know the cards provide a basis of motive, but their true meaning only becomes intertwined with those that they read from.

I'll never know the true worth or purpose of these cards and I won't write that story for you, either it's already enscribed or has yet to be written... but I will comment as this game sees cards going in all directions, up and down, to beware the mirror meanings. My judgement thinks the idea of a scorched earth to begin anew within the "Ascent" that should concern you, that was in your hand and now it's been played... What did you leave behind, and was it worth it to you?

And the "Blades"... Know your path within the life you're in, might conqers, but it will embolden only what is left behind. Be it in the person, or the ash left in the toil. Being told the the strongest survives is a tale as older than Humanity in Sirius, I on the other hand think those that fail to adapt willingly will find themselves conquered, or removed from the equations in total. We sit on a very turbulent moment in Sirius, hanging like Damocles blade, hidden beyond what most see through state guidelines and numb corporate ideals.

These hands are both cards and chips at the same time, the rules of the realm...? Not so clear. You're only seeing the result of what hand is played. Maybe you'll want to hold onto that hand for a little longer, the cards don't seem equal, you're placing more into that pot than everyone else... Or maybe it is the card you are supposed to keep, all that is you, is in there.

But should you trust my judgement? Depends if you value the cradle of a 'worthwhile life' being played for the games pot... Or what it'll cost you to win it, even if you intend to 'win'? If the universe, creation and the entire purpose of our temporal realm is to fall into the hands of one person... I would ask are they worth that power?

So, a small common commander of the Platform has insight into things most people would regard into the art of a mystical 'street-urchin', or do you consider my eyes worth the talk and time without currency...

Speaking of currency, 'One' wanted these deliveries. They're sitting in my haulers cargo hold right now, lots of medical equipment and questionably strong elixers, fresh from the undiluted masses of cryer wholesale shipments. Where does he want them, I saw there was a rather butcherous junker breakers yard in Omega-55 when I spoke to him earlier...? Does he still wish for these?

Regards - "Civil Servant"
Cell of the 'Damnatio Memoriae'
Perseverance in desperation

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