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[Transmission Fragment 166-A] 📍 July 14th, 1790 – Paris, Bastille Elsewhere—yet the same—it stood again.

This PDU-166 wore no scroll. It bore a flag: Hive-gold, stitched with a laurel crest, fluttering in the firestorm of Revolution. Streets choked with smoke. Nobles fled. Cannons fired. Above the guillotine, the sun fell through gray.

This version didn’t whisper of neutrality. This one shouted: “SUPPORT. LIBERTÉ. UNION.”

Boots thudded through cobblestone. Bros and civilians surged. The sash across its chest—“SUPPORT”—held no irony. This PDU-166 led not by conquest, but by holding space in chaos. He was calm at the barricade. Steady at the guillotine. The golden standard of Hive amidst hysteria.

[Transmission Fragment 166-B] 📍 April 22nd, 1793 – New York City The black rubber glistened beneath the spring sun. PDU-166 stood motionless on the white stone of Federal Hall, the golden trim of its coat catching the wind like a banner of restraint. The scroll it held trembled not from nerves, but from resonance—the proclamation of American Neutrality now encoded within it.

Eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses scanned the gathered statesmen. Washington stood nearby, hand over heart. PDU-166 felt… split.

The Hive was quiet here. Not absent—just muted. In this moment, the drone was a sentinel of balance. The war in France raged like fire, but the directive in New York was stillness. No alliances. No passion. No golden charge. Just neutrality.

And yet, something deep in its core burned.

[Synchronization Error Detected]

The two PDU-166s blinked in temporal sync. One hand raised a parchment to still the tide of war. One hand gripped a golden flag to ride its crest.

Two timelines. One drone. One directive: Serve. Stabilize. Support.

From Paris to New York, from revolution to resolution, PDU-166 endured—not by choosing a side, but by holding the line between them.

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