Yvalta decontaminates, House by House, in fits and starts.
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Nachen and her husband visit Ylanta in between shows. Â She meets aunts and grandparents and one cousin she never knew she had. Â It's somewhat awkward.
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One of the last holdouts gets new, young, progressive leadership very suddenly, after two conveniently timed heart attacks and one yachting accident claim the old guard. Â The other two Houses dragging their feet on decontamination hurriedly reverse course.
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Even in a national crisis, people still need to eat. Â Her husband gets his first permission right on schedule, although her in-laws' fishing fleet somehow winds up with an extra hand or two per boat who spend more time poking around the hold checking for stowaways than they do actually working.
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Myo Talking Spectaculars folds before Nachen can finish the first round of her contract, unable to reconfigure its policies to cope with the brain drain once other countries and planets start accepting immigrants. Â Before it collapses, though, she traces a meteoric rise through the dance corps, only partially due to dancers above her in the hierarchy emigrating or switching careers, and the resume boost helps her lands a choice role in a touring company shortly afterward.
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Butterfly and Reprise host a large and quietly teary potluck. Â Two months later, they go on a camping trip and, after a tense couple of weeks, send a goodbye message from the DUS spaceport.
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Nachen and her husband talk about emigrating some nights, after their daughter is in bed, but idly- there's no urgent need for dancers on colony worlds, and you can't (or at least really shouldn't) put a fishing fleet on a spaceship. Â They'd be starting over almost from scratch, and neither of them especially wants to take on a new contract for passage to some unknown quantity of a planet.
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They get a second permission from her husband's contract; it's not renewed for a third. Â They do, however, get another two children by special arrangement under her mother's contract, once she's too old to have her own.
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Years of pushing her body to its limits start to catch up to Nachen; she has to start taking on fewer shows and waiting longer between them.  By seventeen she’s transitioned to teaching full-time, reasonably gracefully. She dabbles in choreography but never catches the public imagination enough to make a career out of it. Â
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When they're twenty-five and past being troubled by permaspring and the political situation has shaken itself out, Nachen and her husband move offworld to join their oldest daughter, settled down after a short stint as a cosmonaut with two spouses and five children between them. Â She takes an intensive physical therapy course before they leave- it's an established colony but still too small to support a full-time dance teacher.
It's a lovely world, all rolling plains and shallow seas, closely orbiting a red dwarf star. Â Nachen puts together a solo performance almost as soon as they arrive, sends video home of low-gravity leaps in the eternal sunset- and a longer video for distribution on dance student forums, where she talks frankly about the work that went into setting up the shoot and how often she took breaks between cuts to pace herself.
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She teaches in Valtaz all her life, although her Oahkar gets much better and she eventually picks up some broken Anitami.  She includes little lessons on grey culture with her older students- the colony isn't exactly casteless but it's fairly flexible, and she worries sometimes about what they’re losing.  (She does cut out the Yvaltan history lessons once enough parents complain.  The universities can handle that one better than she can anyway.)
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When Nachen is thirty-seven, she finds a nice young green to ghostwrite her memoirs. Â He has a hard time understanding how anyone didn't realize reds were people.
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