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+---
+layout: writings
+title: Piracy
+date: 2016-04-21
+notes: |
+  Revision 1 the splicing together of two stories I'd already started. I think 
+  this will be my first attempt at something longer.
+body: |
+  “The enemy!”. The cry carried down the halls, as people woke. The word had come 
+  down from the surveillance balloon, and now the garrison was mobilizing. 
+  Andreas was disappointed at the lack of sleep, but excited to see his first 
+  battle. He ran out from his bunk and to his post. The strong flow of people 
+  impeded him some, but before long he was looking at the ammunition dump of a  
+  large gun. The crew fully assembled, he and another new recruit loaded the 
+  shell, the leader aimed, and with a spark and a bang it flew toward the enemy. 
+  He had read in the newspapers as a child of the intensity of war work, but he 
+  was taken aback still. He hoped he had the luck to survive this first combat.
+  
+  ***
+  
+  Ugh, nope. Morrisee Williams had never gotten the hang of jacking as a guy. Too 
+  much movement. Her sister, 8 years younger, had grown up with the tech and 
+  could handle it just fine. Her parents couldn’t jack properly at all; a simple 
+  simulated walk and they would need a lie-down.
+  
+  She checked the screen: 9 hours and 48 minutes. Barely 10 minutes wasted. She 
+  called the attendant. “A scotch on the rocks!”. She knew it was terrible whisky 
+  (Leanne had ensured her daughter had a proper upbringing), but the thrill of 
+  being able to order it herself more than made up. She flicked through the other 
+  jacks she had brought. Do Or Die, another action-y thing about the war in 
+  Afghanistan. Between Us, a sappy romance. Her Name In Lights, some period drama 
+  about the 1990s. There was the one Jaime had given her, but she was embarrassed 
+  to try it in public; involuntary movements and expressions were a risk with 
+  jacking, and her parents were just across the aisle.
+  
+  9 hours and 40 minutes. Some crackers. The in-flight jacks were all weaksauce 
+  for her parents generation, but one caught her eye.
+  
+  Piracy.
+  In a world where anything can be copied, the only thing left to steal is people.
+  Tagged: scifi, female protag, deep immersion.
+  
+  She leaned back and let the machine take her in.
+  
+  ***
+  
+  "Ooh, this one looks juicy!".  Three professors, a dignitary, a general.  Onto 
+  the pile it went.  Van idly fondled a peanut as she skimmed the day's departure 
+  list…
+---
+{% extends 'templates/base.html' %}
+{% block body %}
+	<nav>
+		<a href='/writings'>&gt; writings</a>
+	</nav>
+	<header>
+		<h1>{{ title }}</h1>
+	</header>
+
+	<article>{{ body | markdown }}</article>
+	<hr />
+	<aside>{{ notes | markdown }}</aside>
+{% endblock %}