Celestine and Atakami
Entry 507
The House of DeLore has always produced strong women who
were comfortable in the company of powerful men. My great, great grandmother
Alsatia DeLore was a soldier in the
Black Dagger Corps during the Great Clan War. And in the early years of
consolidation when the Alliance used death squads to subdue pockets of
continued resistance, she was known as "Black Kali, the Kiss of
Death". She was merciless in pursuit of order among the Families. Some
called her a "monster" because she recognized that children can grow
up to be surprisingly relentless agents of vengeance. Therefore, the liquidation
of entire families can be a necessary action to pre-empt endless revenge
killings. People need to believe in the efficacy of a well placed threat. They
need to whole heartedly embrace the suggestion
of consequences is a step away from the fact
of consequences. This connection can be achieved only after the suggestion has been linked to the memory
of vividly painful events. Then, (predictably) dread, sorrow, fear and horror
will claw at the raw tissue of the soul with sickening purpose . Alsatia De Lore
handed down this truth of governance to my maternal ancestors. And I, Celestine
DeLore, the youngest woman in our clan to serve as 1st Councilor, will heed her counsel and stand ready to act
for the good of the Union.
Entry 676
I don't believe in love.
I believe in passion. I believe in delirium. And I especially believe in
the political usefulness of targeted sex. As my great, great ancestor said, Between the yoni and the gun lies the pulse
of humanity. Some have secretly
derided me as carnivorous, that is an
exaggeration. Yes, I have seduced and subdued my way into the Collegium. What
of it? Scores have done the same. Through guile, the tactical application of
force, and strategic couplings I have leaped over my seniors to rotate into the
1st Councilor's Chair. I have taken the
oath and I will protect the interests of the House and Clan DeLore; and I will
defend the Union of the Families at all costs.
My yoni is willing and my gun is loaded.
Entry 1070
The Director of Public Safety met with the Collegium today.
He is convinced of the accuracy of a piece of classified intel regarding an
initiative brewing in the Order of the Crescent, the clandestine section of the
Priory. The Minister believes that the search for the Founder's Archive by the Order could prove to be a profound
security threat to the Regime; though he is uncharacteristically vague when
pressed to suggest the exact nature of this threat. He has requested
authorization to initiate intensified penetration operations by the
Directorate's Office of Internal Affairs, our secret police. I wanted to laugh
out loud, but I held my tongue. The Minister sees conspiracies around every
corner and in every toilet.
My sources speak a very different tale about a growing
internal riff within the Cenobite Movement over sexual abuses perpetrated by
Abbot.
The Abbot is a cagey little fraud, but a very cunning
leader of a quasi religious movement that is strangely popular with the clans. He pretends to seek spiritual truths, but his
dark predilections are less tightly contained.
My sources whisper about bloody sheets and cries of terror from nubile
postulants under assault from the Abbot's unbridled pedophilia. Incredibly, the
girls injuries disappear within a matter of hours, and so too the mental trauma
associated with the attacks. Anal tearing gone! Vaginal abrasions healed! And
all memories of the incidents erased. The Abbot is free to repeat his assaults
without recriminations, regrets or culpability.
Before and after vu images
were smuggled out of the Priory and delivered to my office. When I privately
suggested to the Minister that it might be more advantageous to his inquiries
if he helped to intensify divisions within the Movement he dismissed my sources
at best as rumormongers or worse, coconspirators in a calculated disinformation
campaign. If the Directorate prematurely shows it's hand it could
precipitate a purge within the Priory that would destroy any ongoing
operations. He went on to say, if a real power struggle is afoot for the Office
of Abbot let it proceed so we can more
actively identify winners and losers. We
should otherwise wait and see if this is merely scattered discontent or
incipient rebellion. Meanwhile, he
insists our collective interests lie in ferreting out the aims and progress of the
pursuit of the Founder's Archive.
Why is the Minister
interested in pursuing this children's tale about the Founder's Archive? Next
he'll have us looking for the Sentinel, the
ghost who lives among us. The Founder who remained and waits till the day of our greatest need, when he will emerge to open the Archive and
lead us back to the stars. Utter nonsense.
A question occurs to
me: What if the Minister is an embedded agent for the Priory? That would
explain our reluctance to really penetrate the movement. It also explains why
most of the Directorate's operations against the Cenobites become compromised
almost before they get started. My
sources say the Priory has been successfully sowing suspision in the
Directorate leading to internal purges in the for years. Every time an
effective adversary of the Priory ascends to leadership positions within the
Directorate he or she is inevitably purged, demoted or sent chasing rumors in toothless
operations. Who stands to gain from our intelligence gathering paralysis?
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