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==Chapter 8 - The Administrator==
MacAulliffe Farm
Arluna System
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Sheet tin and solar panels were replaced with carved granite and marble. That said, the governing seat of Arluna was still called "MacAulliffe Farm", and the chamber for Arluna's elected assembly was still called 'The horse barn' or 'El Granaro de Caballrizas'. But, there have been changes since Debra MacAulliffe unified forty enclaves of survivors and established a government in the wake of the death of a world.
A few things have changed. Duke Pol Al Carrera-MacAullife had his mother's red hair and his father's features. Like all Arlunans, he also had the plague mark-that pattern of darkened flesh around the eyes, nose, mouth, and neck. It had been a scar on his parents but, that scar turned out to be inherited.
"What's our business for today, Liet?" his aide was from the Grantsville enclave, a half-bred half-clanner named Liet Falcone. Liet's Arlunan genetics made her immune to the plague, and unlike her father, Jonas, she wasn't a carrier.
"Reports from the Arlunan Coast Guard, a review of reclamation efforts in the New Oxford opportunity zone, and a conversation with Her Grace the Duchess of Kowloon." Liet said efficiently. They stopped short of the Horse Barn, and looked at the plaques marking the graves of uncles he would never know-their graves were on the historical registry and the path between the Legislature and the Main House wound around the plague memorial and the graves.
"Anything actually interesting?" he asked, his Spanish clipped with a slight accent.
"Today is like yesterday." she sighed.
"Well, let us do the people's business while the Legislature is in session..."
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