|Good Knight Gracie|
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Gracie sighs. She was trying to help. If the group didn't want to work together, and the government didn't want to teach them how, she was at a loss at determining what they were expected to accomplish, save perhaps make a mess.
But as events unfold, she sees something... something unfathomable is at stake. She knows the people and papers before them indicate something big is happening, or will, or has. She's stuck in the middle of it now. And if there was any possibility she had the means to help things, keep something from a disaster, she had to stay, in spite of her anxiety.
I just hope I don't make things worse.
She reads the papers quickly but carefully. Her face blanches at the sight of the words "painless removal of knowledge." Just what were they capable of? 2045? Talk about Doctor Who!
Still, she knows likely that being already here, they are indeed already beholden to the rules before them. Signing meant she simply understood what would be enforced, whether she liked it or not. She understood, so she signed the papers, and then waited for whatever... whatever was coming next.