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<<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\ "Thoughts are ephemeral, they evaporate in the moment they occur, unless they are given action and material form. Wishes and intentions, the same. Meaningless, unless they impel you to one [[choice->Reform 1]] or another, some deed or course of action, however insignificant. Thoughts that lead to action can be dangerous. Thoughts that do not, mean less than nothing." --//Justice of Toren///Ship/One Esk/Two Esk/One Var/One Esk Nineteen/Honored Breq/??? <<set $altruism = 5>> [[Attributions]] [[Synopsis of Ancillary Justice->Synopsis]]

Past traditions should inform present actions. [[Agree->Reform 1 Subtract 1]] [[Disagree->Reform 1 Add 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Those in authority hold their power for reason. [[Agree->Reform 2 Subract 1]] [[Disagreee->Reform 2 Add 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Humans are the only sentient beings in the universe. [[Agree->Organic 1 Subtract 1]] [[Disagree->Organic 1 Add 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

You trudge through a slushy street, almost treading over a prone figure lying naked and broken in the snow. You recognize Seivarden Vendaai, who had once been under your command. Notions of the past wash over you: authority now neutered, unity now disunity, potential now wasted. Is this truly the moment where everything changes? <<if $altruism gt 5>> [[You feel a sense of grim determination.->Revolution]] <<endif>> <<if $altruism lt 5>> [[Your chest feels heavy.->The Status Quo]] <<endif>> <<if $altruism == 5>> [[You truly have no idea.->A bit of both]] <<endif>> <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Humans will always remain superior to machines. [[Agree->Organic 2 Subtract 1]] [[Disagree->Organic 2 Add 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

In a job search, the most capable person is most likely to get the job. [[Agree->Society 1 Subtract 1]] [[Disagree->Society 1 Add 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

People are all born equal. [[Agree->Society 2 Add 1]] [[Disagree->Society 2 Subtract 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

You feel pity as you gaze at Seivarden's prone form, but also confusion. You knew her in your past life; she was under your command. Maybe it's the lingering sense of duty or maybe you've been in the Radch too long too ignore coincidence, but you decide to help her. You skip the haggling and give the Nilters too many chits for medicine and shelter. Seivarden is soon fit for travel, so you hire a flier and head towards your original goal, [[Strigan->Strigan's Dwelling Original]]. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

You are repulsed by the sight of Seivarden's puny form. You avert your eyes and move on. Why should you help her? She is no longer noble, in any sense of the word. The Nilters give you some trouble while you're searching for a ride out of the settlement, but the hardness of your gaze and the frostiness of your smile prevent any physical dispute. You climb into your flier alone and strike out into the ice fields. and spend a day travelling towards [[Strigan's dwelling->Strigan's Dwelling Modded]]. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

Your ancestors watch over you. <<set $altruism -= 1>> [[Continue->Reform 2]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Your ancestors watch your progress with anxious eyes. <<set $altruism += 1>> [[Continue->Reform 2]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

You feel a mixture of pity and revulsion as you gaze upon Seivarden's sickly form. You gingerly grasp her boot and drag her to shelter. The Nilters give you some trouble, so much so that you consider leaving her. Why are you doing this anyway? You toss the empty packaging of the hypothermia kit you bought and a case of chits onto her chest and shut the door behind you. That should keep her going for a few months. You manage to acquire a sledge after combing through the settlement for a few days. Your money is running low. You gave Seivarden a lot of your stash--perhaps too much. You strike out into the ice fields and spend a day travelling towards Strigan's dwelling. Guilt and doubt nag you. [[Turn back and find Seivarden.]] [[Continue into The Wasteland.]] <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

The rules are due for a change. <<set $altruism += 1>> [[Continue->Society 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Rules are necessary. <<set $altruism -= 1>> [[Continue->Society 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Cream rises to the top. <<set $altruism -= 1>> [[Continue->Society 2]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Someone has their hand on the scales. <<set $altruism += 1>> [[Continue->Society 2]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Everyone bleeds red after all. <<set $altruism += 1>> [[Continue->Organic 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Where you're born and who you're born to matters. <<set $altruism -= 1>> [[Continue->Organic 1]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

We are alone, but we are unique. <<set $altruism -= 1>> [[Continue->Organic 2]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Life isn't so rare that it's only us. <<set $altruism += 1>> [[Continue->Organic 2]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Do androids dream of electric sheep? <<set $altruism -= 1>> [[Continue->Junction]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

Progress is inevitable. <<set $altruism += 1>> [[Continue->Junction]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

The Station is in utter chaos. The Lord of the Radch is spouting contradictory orders as each side of her desperately tries to get the upper hand. You run for the docks. The Mianaai fragment intent on reform shouts an order. She's trying to escape, to bring disorder to the rest of Mianaai and force things to a head before you've properly prepared. You must stop her. You race the rebel fragment to the shuttles, but it manages to get in a shuttle before you catch up. You commandeer a second shuttle and [[pursue->Oxygen without Gun Modded]] her. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You pursue the shuttle with the reformer fragment into space. They are heading for one of the larger ships docked at the station in an attempt to flee to other parts of Radch space and spread their salacious message. You can't let that shuttle get any farther. You consider your options. You know that type of shuttle to be protected by shields and an airlock. You have no artillary or other weaponry that can pierce the sides of the shuttle. You do have your own ship, however. You gun the engines and ram your craft into Mianaai's shuttle. The fragment's ship veers wildly off course, but then corrects itself. It resumes its journey dented, but functional. You do not fare so well. The impact splits the hull of your ship and exposes you to the vacuum of space. Your implants extend your life a little, but you soon [[succumb]] to lack of oxygen. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

It is the day of reckoning. As night falls, you travel to the temple. It's almost completely deserted, the tourists exhauted and the faithful finished hours ago. You whisper your name, your true name, to the statue of Amaat, knowing Station will hear you. Sure enough, two of Mianaai's personal guard approach you within five minutes. The Lord of the Radch has requested an audience with you. You follow them, adreneline coursing through the veins of your body. You walk into a room with several of Mianaai's bodies. Their eyes trace over your ancillary body, surely piercing through your Genterate disguise and seeing the AI within. One of the fragments smiles and locks eyes with you. Hidden processes within you suddenly lurch into being and take command of your limbs. You leap forward and attempt to kill the other Miannai's with you bare hands. You catch one, but the rest run away. You feel control of your body return to you. The remaining Mianaai beckons to you and sprints away. You follow quickly, glad to [[fulfill->Chase without Gun Modded]] your old role again. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You pursue the shuttle with the reformer fragment into space. They are heading for one of the larger ships docked at the station in an attempt to flee to other parts of Radch space and spread their salacious message. You can't let that shuttle get any farther. You consider your options. You know that type of shuttle to be protected by shields and an airlock. You do have the gun, however. You gun the engines and pull alongside Mianaai's shuttle. You shoot through you own ship into the fragment's, sending both of you careening into space. You were ready, though. You patch the hole in the side with inhuman speed and right your shuttle in time to avoid much damage. The glow of Miannai's engine exploding bathes your face in a dusky orange light. You turn your ship around and return in [[triumph]]. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You can't shake the thought of Seivarden relapsing and dying in your absence. You turn around and travel back to the Nilter settlement. You open the door to the shelter you rented for Seivarden and find her in the same position you left her. You pick the satchel that used to a fortune. Now, it holds a small ammount of Kef. You assume the rest of it is inside Seivarden. You sling the bag over your shoulder and hoist Seivarden up. You dump her on the sledge like a sack of Earth-potatoes and climb back in the driver's seat. [[Continue->Wasteland after Return]] <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

Pragmatism eventually wins out over your concern for Seivarden. You aren't THAT much of a saint. You wonder when your started caring more about people than your mission. Your sledge skims over the frozen ground tolerably fast. You see a flier zoom over your head--probably one of those scams used to rob tourists. [[Strigan's dwelling->Strigan's Dwelling Both]] comes into view at long last. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

It is the day of reckoning. As night falls, you travel to the temple. It's almost completely deserted, the tourists exhauted and the faithful finished hours ago. You whisper your name, your true name, to the statue of Amaat, knowing Station will hear you. Sure enough, two of Mianaai's personal guard approach you within five minutes. The Lord of the Radch has requested an audience with you. You follow them, adreneline coursing through the veins of your body. You walk into a room with several of Mianaai's bodies. Their eyes trace over your ancillary body, surely piercing through your Genterate disguise and seeing the AI within. One of the fragments smiles and locks eyes with you. Hidden processes within you suddenly lurch into being and take command of your limbs. You draw the Garseddai gun and kill the other fragments. You feel control of your body return to you. The remaining Mianaai beckons to you and sprints away. You follow quickly, glad to [[fulfill->Chase with Gun Modded]] your old role again. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You arrive at Strigan's tiny base and see that the lights are on. You stealthily advance, suddenly halting when you hear a clatter near the door. Metal scrapes against metal as the deadbolt slides over. You feel frustrated. Seivarden piteous body, wracked by drugs and her own lack of willpower flashes before your eyes. You were once a dreadnought, capable of subjugating entire planets, singing a song of several parts without help. Now a deadbolt impedes your progress. You extend your armor and flex your arm. The implant that increases your strength pulses in response. The door caves in under your fist like wet paper. Strigan whips around, draws, and fires. Her bullets ping harmlessly off your armour. You dash toward her with imnhuman speed and snatch her gun. She is now in your power and you sorely need the gun you are almost sure she has. [[Force it out of her->Use Force Modded]] [[Talk her into giving it up->Keep Negotiating Modded]] <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You shove the gun against her face and demand that she give you the the Garseddai gun. She trembles in your grip and struggles to answer. You dig the gun in deeper. Strigan gasps and stutters as she describes the artifact that you're looking for. You release her, but keep the gun trained on her as she retrieves your prize. You drop the satchel of money and make her swear silence. You kick open the door and run to your flier. You need to get as [[far away->Travel with Gun Modded]] from here as possible. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You toss the gun aside as a gesture of diplomacy. Strigan's eyes follow its path as it falls. You explain to her your plan to kill one of Anaandar Mianaai. You're not entirely sure why you want to do this, but you know Strigan has what you need, the Garseddai gun that can pierce Radchaai armour. You offer Strigan an exorbitant amount of money. Strigan pauses as she weighs her options. She denies the existence of the gun through clenched teeth and dives for her gun. [[Kill her]] [[Don't kill her]] <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You make your way up the slipstream alone. You cloak your true identity with that of Honored Breq the Genterate. Your surplus of money makes this much easier, as you can afford to make larger bribes and supplement your lies with more convincing props. You start wading through the many security protocals you have to complete before you can enter [[Radch space->Skaiaat without Gun Modded]]. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

The sun has almost set by the time you set out. A tense hour passes, only broken by occasional changes in the desolate scenery. You sense a flier heading towards you from deeper into the tundra. A cold chill of fear pierces your thick winter jacket. Seivarden delayed your progress and weighs you down even now. The flier slows as it approaches you and shifts into landing gear. You accelerate suddenly. As you start to pick up speed, you whip out your gun and discharge a few shots at the flier's cockpit. The flier dips in the air, but is then righted, presumably by a second set of hands. You grimace and fire the last three shots you have into the flier. It crashes to the earth. You slow to a more reasonable pace and continue on. Safe for now, but newly vulnerable. The lights of [[Strigan's dwelling->Strigan after Return]] eventually appear on the horizon. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

Life in the Station is drearily uneventful. You schedule an audience wih Anaander Mianaai, but you don't expect you'll meet any time soon. Something more would catch her attention. You plan a small demonstration in the temple. Your most powerful asset is your identity; who you are and what the fragments of Anaander Mianaai told you decades ago can't be ignored. You have no gun, but perhaps you can cause some damage anyway. That is what a //Justice// of the Radch of old would have done. You should go down fighting for your ideals, not bow to the Presger or Kef. [[Continue->AM Meet without Gun Modded]] <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You arrive at Strigan's but find the place empty. It is obviously her's, however, as it is stocked with food and advanced medicine. You are able to treat Seivarden more effectively with these supplies. Strigan eventually returns. After a standoff, both you and Strigan warily retreat into an uneasy coexistance while Seivarden recovers. Once she does, you force a confrontation. When you bring up the existence of the gun, Strigan tenses. Her hand drifts towards her sidearm. You explain to her your plan to kill one of Anaandar Mianaai. You're not entirely sure why you want to do this, but you know Strigan has what you need, the Garseddai gun that can pierce Radchaai armour. You offer Strigan an exorbitant amount of money. Strigan pauses as she weighs her options. Her body slumps. She gives a weary nod of assent and retreives the gun. The exchange is made and you drag Seivarden back to the [[flier->Travel with Gun Both]]. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

Your progress into Radch spade is halted by Station. You justify your entry as a tourist and try your best to maintain your facade as a rich, naive traveller from the Genterate. You think you're convincing. The first few rungs of the bureaucracy pass over you without a second glace. You are very surprised, then, when one of the higher-ups requests your presence personally. You walk into their office and see Skaiaat Awer, another familiar face from your infamous past. She rises and greets you, unaware of your true identity. You exchange a few pleasantries, but it's clear that she doesn't view you as a threat. There is no object or person with you that make you notable. Well, except for the Garseddai gun. But that is protected from Radch security measures. You pass through this last threshhold into the [[Station->Station with Gun Modded]]. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

Life in the Station is drearily uneventful. You schedule an audience wih Anaander Mianaai, but you don't expect you'll meet any time soon. Something more would catch her attention. You plan a small demonstration in the temple. Your most powerful asset is your gun; with this you can prevent the change that has been slowly eating away at your former glory. Mianaai is deadlocked and needs something to [[tip the balance->AM Meet with Gun Modded]]. That is what a //Justice// of the old Radch would have done. You should go down fighting for your ideals, not bow to the Presger or Kef. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

Your progress into Radch space is halted by Station. You justify your entry as a tourist and try your best to maintain your facade as a rich, naive traveller from the Genterate. You think you're convincing. The first few rungs of the bureaucracy pass over you without a second glace. You are very surprised, then, when one of the higher-ups requests your presence personally. You walk into their office and see Skaiaat Awer, another familiar face from your infamous past. She rises and greets you, unaware of your true identity. You exchange a few pleasantries, but it's clear that she doesn't view you as a threat. There is no object or person with you that make you notable. You pass through this last threshhold into the [[Station->Station without Gun Modded]]. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

You arrive at Strigan's but find the place empty. It is obviously her's, however, as it is stocked with food and medicine. You are able to treat Seivarden more effectively with these supplies. Strigan eventually returns. After a standoff, both you and Strigan warily retreat into an uneasy coexistance while Seivarden recovers. Once she does, you force a confrontation. When you bring up the existence of the gun, Strigan tenses. Her hand drifts towards her sidearm. [[Use force->Use Force Original]] [[Keep negotiating->Keep Negotiating Original]]

You decide honesty is the right tactic. You explain to her your plan to kill one of Anaandar Mianaai. You're not entirely sure why you want to do this, but you know Strigan has what you need, the Garseddai gun that can pierce Radchaai armour. You offer Strigan an exorbitant amount of money. Strigan pauses as she weighs her options. Her body slumps. She gives a weary nod of assent and retreives the gun. The exchange is made and you drag Seivarden back to the [[flier->Travel with Gun Original]]. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

You shove the gun against her face and demand that she give you the the Garseddai gun. She trembles in your grip and struggles to answer. You dig the gun in deeper. Seivarden looks on, horrified. Strigan gasps and stutters, but refuses to admit the gun's existence. There was no point in trying to extort the gun from Strigan. You had a hazy recollection of the gun possesing a security system that could only be deactivated by the consent of the owner. You decide to cut you losses and retreat back into the wasteland. You kick open the door, grab Seivarden and run to your flier. You need to get as [[far away->Travel without Gun Original]] from here as possible. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

You make your way up the slipstream with Seivarden. You cloak your true identity with that of Honored Breq the Genterate and Seivarden as your servant. Seivarden's presence makes this much easier, as many are distracted from you by her peculiarities. You start wading through the many security protocals you have to complete before you can enter [[Radch space->Skaiaat with Gun Original]]. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

You make your way up the slipstream with Seivarden. You cloak your true identity with that of Honored Breq the Genterate and Seivarden as your servant. Seivarden's presence makes this much easier, as many are distracted from you by her peculiarities. You're moderately sure you can get to a temple with Miannais in it, but what are you going to do once you get there? You start wading through the many security protocals you have to complete before you can enter [[Radch space->Skaiaat without Gun Original]]. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

Your progress into Radch spade is halted by Station. You justify your entry as a tourist and try your best to maintain your facade as a rich, naive traveller from the Genterate. You think you're convincing. The first few rungs of the bureaucracy pass over you and Seivarden without a second glace. You aren't surprised, however, when one of the higher-ups requests your presence personally. Seivarden was bound to attract some attention from Radch officials. You walk into the official's office and see Skaiaat Awer, another familiar face from your infamous past. She rises and greets you, unaware of your true identity. You exchange a few pleasantries, but it's clear that she doesn't view you as a threat. She is more concerned about Seivarden's integration into modern Radchaii society. You smile and nod your way through the rest of the interview. Without a way to kill Mianaai, success or failure in this deception is worthless. You pass through this last threshhold into the [[Station->Station without Gun Original]]. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

Your progress into Radch spade is halted by Station. You justify your entry as a tourist and try your best to maintain your facade as a rich, naive traveller from the Genterate. You think you're convincing. The first few rungs of the bureaucracy pass over you and Seivarden without a second glace. You aren't surprised, however, when one of the higher-ups requests your presence personally. Seivarden was bound to attract some attention from Radch officials. You walk into the official's office and see Skaiaat Awer, another familiar face from your infamous past. She rises and greets you, unaware of your true identity. You exchange a few pleasantries, but it's clear that she doesn't view you as a threat. She is more concerned about Seivarden's integration into modern Radchaii society. You pass through this last threshhold into the [[Station->Station with Gun Original]]. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

It is the day of reckoning. At noon, you receive a message requesting that your audience with Mianaai be moved to today. You send your assent and wait. Sure enough, two of Mianaai's personal guard approach you within five minutes. The Lord of the Radch has requested an audience with you. You follow them, adreneline coursing through the veins of your body. You walk into a room with several of Mianaai's bodies. Their eyes trace over your ancillary body, surely piercing through your Genterate disguise and seeing the AI within. One of the fragments smiles and locks eyes with you. Hidden processes within you suddenly lurch into being and take command of your limbs. You draw the Garseddai gun and kill the other fragments. You feel control of your body return to you. The remaining Mianaai beckons to you and sprints away. You [[follow->Chase with Gun Original]] cautiously, your hope mingling with your suspicion. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

It is the day of reckoning. At noon, you receive a message requesting that your audience with Mianaai be moved to today. You send your assent and wait. Sure enough, two of Mianaai's personal guard approach you within five minutes. The Lord of the Radch has requested an audience with you. You follow them, adreneline coursing through the veins of your body. You walk into a room with several of Mianaai's bodies. Their eyes trace over your ancillary body, surely piercing through your Genterate disguise and seeing the AI within. One of the fragments smiles and locks eyes with you. Hidden processes within you suddenly lurch into being and take command of your limbs. You leap forward and attempt to kill the other Miannai's with you bare hands. You catch one, but the rest run away. You feel control of your body return to you. The remaining Mianaai beckons to you and sprints away. You follow quickly, amazed and gratified. Perhaps you can still act as an [[agent of change->Chase without Gun Original]] after all. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

The Station is in utter chaos. The Lord of the Radch is spouting contradictory orders as each side of her desperately tries to get the upper hand. You run for the docks. The Mianaai fragment intent on preserving the status quo shouts an order. She's trying to destroy every means of escape, to prevent the news of Miannai's split from bringing disorder to the rest of Mianaai and force things to a head. You must get get there before her and deliver the news yourself. You race the rebel fragment to the shuttles, but it manages to get in a shuttle before you catch up. You commandeer a second shuttle and [[pursue->Oxygen with Gun Original]] her. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

The Station is in utter chaos. The Lord of the Radch is spouting contradictory orders as each side of her desperately tries to get the upper hand. You run for the docks. The Mianaai fragment intent on preserving the status quo shouts an order. She's trying to destroy every means of escape, to prevent the news of Miannai's split from bringing disorder to the rest of Mianaai and force things to a head. You must get get there before her and deliver the news yourself. You race the rebel fragment to the shuttles, but it manages to get in a shuttle before you catch up. You commandeer a second shuttle and [[pursue->Oxygen without Gun Original]] her. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

You pursue the shuttle with the traditionalist fragment into space. They are heading for one of the larger ships docked at the station in an attempt to commandeer it before you can. You can't let that shuttle get any farther. You consider your options. You know that type of shuttle to be protected by shields and an airlock. You do have the gun, however. You gun the engines and pull alongside Mianaai's shuttle. You shoot through you own ship into the fragment's, sending both of you careening into space. You were ready, though. You patch the hole in the side with inhuman speed and right your shuttle in time to avoid most of the damage. The glow of Miannai's engine exploding bathes your face in a dusky orange light. Seivarden sluggishly makes her way to your ship and helps you limp your way to the battleship. The two of you journey onward, intent on your goal of warning the parts of Mianaai about the [[other]]. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

You pursue the shuttle with the traditionalist fragment into space. They are heading for one of the larger ships docked at the station in an attempt to commandeer it before you can. You can't let that shuttle get any farther. You consider your options. You know that type of shuttle to be protected by shields and an airlock. You have no artillary or other weaponry that can pierce the sides of the shuttle. You do have your own ship, however. You gun the engines and ram your craft into Mianaai's shuttle. The fragment's ship veers wildly off course, but then corrects itself. It resumes its journey dented, but functional. You do not fare so well. The impact splits the hull of your ship and exposes you to the vacuum of space. Your implants extend your life a little, but your blood boils over and your consciousness recedes. The ship becomes your [[coffin]] and Seivarden tows it slowly back to Station. <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

You're nervous. You're usually very competent at seeming human, but you start to slip up. You consider the Kef in your bag. It is a drug fabled to give ultimate clarity to the taker. You aren't sure if you believe that, but you know it would calm your nerves. [[Take the Kef->Skaiaat with Kef]] [[Abstain->Skaiaat without Kef]] <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

You make your way up the slipstream with Seivarden. You cloak your true identity with that of Honored Breq the Genterate and Seivarden as your servant. Seivarden's presence makes this much easier, as many are distracted from you by her peculiarities. You're moderately sure you can get to a temple with Miannais in it, but what are you going to do once you get there? You start wading through the many security protocals you have to complete before you can enter Radch space. [[Continue->Kef Choice]] <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

You feel calm spreading through your veins into your entire body. You cease to fidget and the restless humming dies in your throat. You feel like you did when you were the //Justice of Toren//, aloof, invincible. Your progress into Radch spade is halted by Station. You justify your entry as a tourist and try your best to maintain your facade as a rich, naive traveller from the Genterate. You think you're convincing. The first few rungs of the bureaucracy pass over you and Seivarden without a second glace. You aren't surprised, however, when one of the higher-ups requests your presence personally. Seivarden was bound to attract some attention from Radch officials. You walk into the official's office and see Skaiaat Awer, another familiar face from your infamous past. Skaiaat makes small talk for while. She is increasingly suspicious of your behaviour, though. You feel your guard removed by an relentless apathy. You make several actions that an ancillary would. She lets you go, but watches you exit through [[narrowed eyes->Station with Kef]]. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

Your progress into Radch spade is halted by Station. You justify your entry as a tourist and try your best to maintain your facade as a rich, naive traveller from the Genterate. You think you're convincing. The first few rungs of the bureaucracy pass over you and Seivarden without a second glace. You aren't surprised, however, when one of the higher-ups requests your presence personally. Seivarden was bound to attract some attention from Radch officials. You walk into the official's office and see Skaiaat Awer, another familiar face from your infamous past. You make small talk, but Skaiaat starts asking more and more difficult questions. She probes at your identity so deftly that you fear you might be found out. She is distracted by a messenger. You deftly slide some Kef into her tea. Within a few minutes, she doesn't care enough to question you further. You pass through this last threshhold into the [[Station->Station without Kef]]. [[Station without Kef]] <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

Your progress into Radch spade is halted by Station. You justify your entry as a tourist and try your best to maintain your facade as a rich, naive traveller from the Genterate. You think you're convincing. The first few rungs of the bureaucracy pass over you and Seivarden without a second glace. You aren't surprised, however, when one of the higher-ups requests your presence personally. Seivarden was bound to attract some attention from Radch officials. You walk into the official's office and see Skaiaat Awer, another familiar face from your infamous past. She rises and greets you, unaware of your true identity. You exchange a few pleasantries, but it's clear that she doesn't view you as a threat. She is more concerned about Seivarden's integration into modern Radchaii society. You pass through this last threshhold into the [[Station->Station with Gun Both]]. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

Life in the Station is eventful with Seivarden. You schedule an audience wih Anaander Mianaai, and you expect that you'll meet with her soon. The Lord of the Radch can't ignore an oddity as exotic as Seivarden for long. You are also suspicious that Mianaai may have figured out who you are. Seivarden proves to be a surprisingly helpful presence. She is much more lucid and much less angry about the loss of her previous life. She is Radchaii, but very different than the Radchaii you have become used to. One of the Radch ship captains talks your ear off about the decline of the empire and the need to return to tradition. Yet, her views seem to differ greatly from Seivarden's an actula part of the lauded tradition. You consider this as you ready yourself to meet Mianaai. The fragments of Miannai were vast, but perhaps didn't encompass all of your choices. You carry your gun with you always and ready yourself for action. You don't know what will happen when you act, but the moment to [[tip the scales->AM Meet with Gun Both]] has come. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

It is the day of reckoning. At noon, you receive a message requesting that your audience with Mianaai be moved to today. You send your assent and wait. Sure enough, two of Mianaai's personal guard approach you within five minutes. The Lord of the Radch has requested an audience with you. You follow them, adreneline coursing through the veins of your body. You walk into a room with several of Mianaai's bodies. Their eyes trace over your ancillary body. You lift your chin and smile at them. One of the fragments smiles back and locks eyes with you. They attempt to invoke a hidden process lying dormant within you. You feel it lurch into life and then fizzle out. Your circuitry had become too different over the years. You draw the Garseddai gun and kill them all. None could be trusted after that takeover attempt. You hear a commotion from outside. You cautiously [[exit->Chase with Gun Both]] the building after shouting a quick explanation at Seivarden. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

The Station is in utter chaos. The Lord of the Radch is spouting contradictory orders as each side of her desperately tries to get the upper hand. You run for the docks. The Mianaai fragment intent on reform shouts an order at you. Another body of Mianaai's shouts another command. None register. They're both trying to escape, to prevent the rest of Miannai from comprehending its crisis of ideology. You don't trust either of them to make the right call. You race the ancillaries to the shuttle bay, but they manage to get in shuttles before you catch up. You and Seivarden commandeer a second shuttle and [[pursue->Oxygen with Gun Both]] her. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

You pursue the shuttles into space. They are heading for one of the larger ships docked at the station in an attempt to flee to other parts of Radch space. You can't let that shuttle get any farther. You consider your options. You know that type of shuttle to be protected by shields and an airlock. You do have the gun, however. You gun the engines and pull alongside Mianaai's shuttle. You could shoot through you own ship into the fragment's, but that would kill Seivarden from the breach of the vacuum-sealed cockpit. Your luck, so reliable until now, seems to have puttered out. Seivarden punches your arm. She holds out her hand and gestures towards the gun. She has modified one of the arms that the shuttle uses to move freight inside of it's first airlock. She grabs the gun and rigs it to the robotic limb. She then shuts the airlock and dashes to the controls. Your shock dissipates and you pull alonside the rival ship so the arm is within reach. Seivarden's makeshift turret fires, piercing the ship's hull and sending it cartwheeling into space. The glow of Miannai's engine exploding bathes your faces in a gentle pink light. "[[Glad]] you took me, huh?" <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

It is the day of reckoning. At noon, you receive a message requesting that your audience with Mianaai be moved to today. You send your assent and wait. Sure enough, two of Mianaai's personal guard find you facedown in the street. The Lord of the Radch has requested an audience with you. They drag you from the gutter and carry you to Mianaai's temple. You stumble into a room with several of Mianaai's bodies. Their eyes trace over your ancillary body. You stare at them unblinkingly. One of the fragments smiles back and locks eyes with you. They attempt to invoke a hidden process lying dormant within you. You feel it lurch into life and then fizzle out. Your circuitry has become too clogged with KEf. You reach for your gun, but you are too slow. You are overpowered by several fragments and held down. They don't do anything more before they all rise as one and run outside. You cautiously [[exit->Chase with Kef]] the building, curious despite your stupor. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

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The Station is in utter chaos. The Lord of the Radch is spouting contradictory orders as each side of her desperately tries to get the upper hand. You manage to jog to the docks. The Mianaai fragment intent on reform shouts an order at you. Another body of Mianaai's shouts another command. Neither register. They're both trying to escape, to prevent the rest of Miannai from comprehending its crisis of ideology. You struggle to hear both of them or why they're doing what they're doing. Seivarden drags you to the shuttle bay, but they manage to get in shuttles before you catch up. Seivarden commandeers a second shuttle, throws you in the back, and [[pursues->Oxygen with Kef]] her. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

The Station is in utter chaos. The Lord of the Radch is spouting contradictory orders as each side of her desperately tries to get the upper hand. You run for the docks. The Mianaai fragment intent on reform shouts an order at you. Another body of Mianaai's shouts another command. None register. They're both trying to escape, to prevent the rest of Miannai from comprehending its crisis of ideology. You make it to the shuttle bay, but they manage to get in shuttles before you catch up. You and Seivarden attempt tocommandeer a second shuttle and [[pursue->Oxygen without Kef]] her, but you are stopped by station security. Without Skaiaat's leadership, the police force of the Station have allowed themselves to become pawns of Mianaai. [[Continue->Oxygen without Kef]] <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

You pursue the shuttles into space. They are heading for one of the larger ships docked at the station in an attempt to flee to other parts of Radch space. You can't let that shuttle get any farther. You consider your options. You know that type of shuttle to be protected by shields and an airlock. You do have the gun, however. Seivarden guns the engines and pull alongside Mianaai's shuttle. You could shoot through you own ship into the fragment's, but that would kill Seivarden from the breach of the vacuum-sealed cockpit. Your luck, so reliable until now, seems to have puttered out. Seivarden punches your arm. She holds out her hand and gestures towards the gun. She grabs it from your limp hand and fires, piercing the ship's hull and sending it careening into space. You feel yourself sucked into space, your own little [[oblivion]] heading into a much greater one. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

You and Seivarden kneel on the dock with your hands behind your head. You watch the last gate out of this part of the galaxy close. You feel the barrel of a rifle pressed againt the back of your head. The last thing you see are little balls of red fire intermingling with the [[stars]] as remaining ships are destroyed by Mianaai's forces. <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

A wave of rage crashes over you. You dart past her and pick up the gun. You execute her. You search Strigan's dwelling and the surrounding area but cannot find the gun. Strigan must have been very good at concealing her goods, or maybe she never had the gun to begin with. You decide to pack up and move on. You always find a way. [[Continue->Travel without Gun Modded]] <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

A wave of rage crashes over you, but you struggle against it. You eventually master yourself and turn away from Strigan. You stride through the doorway and climb into your flier. There was no point in trying to extort the gun from Strigan. You had a hazy recollection of the gun possesing a security system that could only be deactivated by the consent of the owner. Strigan was useless to you without her cooperation, and you had grand plans to [[realize->Travel without Gun Modded]]. <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

Mianaai's mind split completely after the reform-minded fragment reached the rest of the universe. A civil war ensued. Many ancillaries like you died in service of the traditionalist Mianaai, but not many humans. The Radch emerged weakened, and eventually succumbed to greater empires. Ending 1 of 7 <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

Mianaai's mind did not fully realize its duality for many years due to your actions. In that time, the faction of Mianaai that controlled you at station marshalled an army of nobles and ancillaries and decisively won the following civil war. The Radchaii became conquerors again, although the success of their campaign against the Presger remains uncertain. Ending 2 of 7 <<addclass "html" "path1">>\

Mianaai's mind quickly crumbles under the weight of its insubordination. The forces of reform are weak and disorganized, but so are those who favor tradition. No fragment of Mianaai gains dominance, so that leaves you in a position of great power. It is entirely up to you how you use it. Ending 6 of 7 <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

Mianaai's mind did not fully realize its duality for many years due to your actions. In that time, the faction of Mianaai that you tried to defeat at Station consolidated its power by farming legions of ancillaries and making alliances with some of the oldest and richest Radchaii families. The following civil war was brutal. The other reformers hung on by a thread, quickly devolving into guerilla tactics. Their interference may be the death of the empire. By splitting the Radch's resources, the empire's success in its renewed conquests looks uncertain. Ending 7 of 7 <<addclass "html" "path3">>\

This is a "Media Design Prototype" project for ENGLIT 0512 Narrative and Technology taught by Dr. Kelsey Cameron Fall Semester UPitt 2018. Derived from //Ancillary Justice// by Ann Leckie. Many thanks to the class for the enthusiastic and substantive discussion of the course, especially James and Dr. Cameron for critique and playtesting! [[Back->Begin]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

//Ancillary Justice// is a space opera with a very unique narrator, Breq. Breq is an "ancillary," a human corpse acting as an agent of an artificial intelligence that embodies hundreds of ancillaries and a gigantic battleship. The story takes place over two interweaving timelines: One where Breq is still only one body of the intelligence controlling the ship //Justice of Toren// and the other after Breq's ship and all their other bodies are destroyed. When they were still a ship, Breq was part of the Radchaii military, an advanced human empire that "civilized" the surrounding galaxies through conquest and annexation. The emperor is Anaander Mianaai, an ancillary themself. A crisis of conscience causes Mianaai to split, some of her bodies favoring brutal methods to stay in power and the others trying to bring about humanitarian reforms. Both are afraid of the Presger, a vast alien empire with powers that rival the Radch. Fragments of both tamper with //Justice of Toren// and attempt to sway it to both sides, but after one of the Mianaais kills Breq's favorite officer, //Justice of Toren// too splits from its conflicting loyalties. Mianaai destroys the ship, but one body, Breq, escapes with a motivation its singular self doesn't fully understand: kill Anaander Mianaai. Breq spends a couple decades searching for the Garseddai gun, the only weapon in existence that can pierce Mianaai's armor. They find it, but along the way they find Seivarden. She is a soldier that served under //Justice of Toren// hundreds of years ago. She has only just been awakened from cryo-sleep and finds the Radch empire very different than she left it. She is also a Kef Junkie now. This drug suppresses emotions and leaves the user, sluggish, untroubled, and uncaring. Breq eventually sneaks onto a space station with ancillaries of Mianaai, pretending to be a foreign visitor from the Genterate, a neighboring galaxy. They meets Skaiaat Awer, an officer that knew Breq when they were still a ship. Breq eventually meets Anaander Mianaai, and is suspicious of every ancillary supposedly calling themselves the Lord of the Radch. There turns out to be bodies from both sides of Mianaai, and they start fighting in the station. The rest of Miannai outside of the space station does not know for a fact that the opposing side exists. Breq's actions tipped the scales inside the station itself. Both sides of Miannai try to shut down every means of communication or travel from the station to try and prevent the rest of Miannai self from being forced into civil war. Breq defeats every side and takes the choice of whether to release the news onto themself. [[Back->Begin]] <<addclass "html" "pathstart">>\

You and Seivarden return to the station and prepare for war. You start building your own armies to combat Mianaais'. Seivarden's piercing insight and nuanced understanding of the past the Radch glorified made her many key alliances among the nobility. You rapport with other ancillaries caused many of them to defect sapping the Mianaais' military resources and augmenting your own. At last, every Miannai falls to your alliance. Where would the Radch go under the direction of its new leaders? Only you and Seivarden know. Ending 3 of 7 <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

You survive your time in space, but barely. Seivarden had the forethought to put on an suit. There were two suits, but you didn't notice. Or you did, you just didn't want to put it on. You remain in stasis, your initiative gradually deteriorating until you resemble a simple computer. Seivarden goes on to do great things. She surpasses the Radch's greatest commanders and accomplishes many feats. You don't know specifics, though. You don't "know" much after that. Ending 4 of 7 <<addclass "html" "path2">>\

The empire remains firmly under Anaander Mianaai's control, whoever that is. For many centuries, the Radchaii citizens still knew nothing of the split between their leader's volitions. By the time they knew, it was too late. The two halves working against each other had halted progress for too long. The Presger caught up and then surpassed the Radch. Humanity was consumed in the wake of their fury. Ending 5 of 7 <<addclass "html" "path2">>\