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You may have been interested to see what Q. Tristan Ellison's friend had to say in response to his letter.

Here is the reply, written by my good friend, Jake.

Q,

I fear your conception of reality has become as convoluted and fluid as the cell structure of one of your hybridized sentient nano-lipids.  If you'll search your memories, perhaps you'll recall that our paths at Quantum "diverged," when you released that weaponized protein mutagen into the air of my village, killing my wife and mother.  And might I guess that when you refer to "diversifying" Quantum, you're referring to your short-lived pact with the treacherous Colonel Santos who tried to blow up the sun with the technology he stole from you?  Or perhaps you mean the Galbraith Paradox you created?  Or Orbital Potentate McDougal's tragic low-atmosphere shuttle accident?  Or the Beaverton-Carbunkle incidents (either one)?



No, old friend, I don't think I'll be coming back to Quantum anytime soon, no matter how state-of-the-art your Phobos facility may be.  You may recall the last time I was there, you had me arrested by an armed band of your cybernetic "followers."  My harrowing escape and the days I spent trying to find my way through the secret tunnels underneath your wing of the laboratory are not the sort of memories that make me long to return.  Especially since you've no doubt seen to it that they'll not be rendered immobile by a prisoner's EMP pocket watch again.  I suppose I should thank you for that particular wedding present.



So perhaps you'll forgive me if I feel no remorse over the umbrage you've taken at my public musings on your reclusion and shady scientific contracts with the "Lunar Confederacy."  I'm sure you realize as well as I that Rashard Benjamin's – or as he likes to be called, Moonbrother Heart's – voluntary retirement from "Moon-General of the Light of Righteous Lunar Brotherhood" to become "Head Moonspirit of the First Meta-Lunar Age" hardly constitutes a significant change of leadership.  To regard them as anything but a dangerous rogue state is to invite your own destruction.



As for the Sol Society, I won't apologize if my appreciation for peace and galactic harmony offends your sense of profit.  I know you've always stated that you seek only what is best for the galaxy, but to do so at the expense of so many lives is unforgivable.  The Sol Society is more than just the idealistic pap they put on those posters for recovering alcoholics and Red-Storm addicts.  At the society's upper echelons we have a plan to unite the solar system in peace without first killing off half its denizens, or worse. (Need I mention your deranged experiments at the Io sulfur-extraction colony?)

That said, old friend, there is still a place here for you at the Sol Society.  They gave me a second chance and they would give you one too, if you ever venture out beyond the singularity veil surrounding your compound.  Though I can never forgive you, perhaps the rest of the galaxy could, in time.



Good day,

Pyotr Dimitrievich Chebotaryov

Is anybody reading these? We have lots more written. Shall I continue posting them?