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For Barrayar mods ([personal profile] barrayarmods) wrote in [community profile] forbarrayar2017-04-02 02:25 pm

[ april i log: if home is where the heart is ]

Who: Everyone
What: The sun finally comes out in proper spring, the labs are full of excitement, and Piotr prepares for real war. Your princess is in another castle.
When: April 1st - 18th
Where: the Barrayaran camp, the Cetagandan base, Riverfall Village
Warnings: TBD

Quick links:
Riverfall
Barrayar: Camp / Missions
Cetaganda: Base / Missions

TIMELINE
4/5 Eavesdropping Eta
4/6 Eavesdropping Sigma
4/8 Eavesdropping Mu
4/10 Mystery Plot
4/11 - 4/12 Resources: Weapons & Equipment


riverfall
The locals are celebrating the much-welcome coming of spring, and it is a warm one. Pleasant mountain breezes carry the far-off scent of the ocean, and bit by bit, the Barrayaran flora is beginning to bloom. Wildflowers spring up all over, adding a lively splash of color to the camp and village on the backdrop of Barrayar's rust-red native flora.

While the villagers aren't exactly hosting a festival, the entire village is pitching in to sow the spring crops, delayed by the cold freeze. But they lost a quarter of their population to the flu, and they're short on hands. So Barrayarans and outsiders alike come to the village to help, the villagers welcoming them into their homes for the night, as it's a half a day's hike between the camp and the village. While it isn't quite summer yet, the village children are already starting to splash around near the waterfall, inviting others by way of playfully splashing water on them as they pass by.

After the battle, however, the mood in the village turns to ash. With another dozen dead to bury, they've lost almost half their population in the last few months, only 48 of them left, and some of their homes were damaged or destroyed by plasma fire during the fight. Mercifully, their fields were untouched, but the village is littered with bodies, the site of a massacre. Barrayaran soldiers carry off their own dead as well as the Cetagandans, while the villagers burn death offerings beyond the fields.

barrayar
Morale is finally on the rise with the brightening weather, especially with their food stores replenished and the full recovery of the flu in the camp. Their numbers are down, but the Cetagandans' are even worse, and the tactical situation has changed. With half the Cetagandans' force either dead or out of commission, a window of opportunity presents itself. Piotr decides that need to recapture Vorkosigan Vashnoi -- if the city weren't occupied, then Micah's kidnapping by the Cetagandans could have been prevented. The base is an easy target right now with its defenses down -- until reinforcements arrive -- and the reconnaissance they'd done on the base's power generators a few months ago will finally be put to use. They may have a chance at using this to drive the occupying forces out of the city, too.

But they don't have a chance of successfully taking hold of the city without the rest of Piotr's army. About a month before the first outsiders arrived, the location of Piotr's previous camp was discovered by the Cetagandans, and the army split in two to return to fallback locations. The plan was always to rendezvous as soon as possible and reunite the army, and they need to rejoin forces now more than ever. Scouts are sent off into the mountains, looking to make contact with their comrades, and they're in luck -- the other half of Piotr's army, currently led by Major Rifkin, one of his missing general staff.

The last few months haven't been kind to the Barrayarans' supply of weapons and equipment. There's no way they could launch a successful assault on the base with their meager supplies, so Piotr sends several parties to make contact with the underground civilian resistance in Vorkosigan Vashnoi and stock up, then smuggle the weapons out of the city.

They're also low on weapons and equipment, which means Piotr is sending several parties back to Vorkosigan Vashnoi to stock up. Piotr and Ezar have contacts in the city, valuable allies who are part of the underground civilian resistance. They can provide the goods -- but one of the teams will be responsible for making sure the weapons are smuggled safely out of the city with the assistance of other members of the civilian resistance.

With Micah in Cetagandan hands, they are no doubt making progress on the Star Gate Project. Piotr, however, is convinced of Micah's sympathies, and their work could still be to their benefit -- or at least, to the outsiders'. And if nothing else, Micah would be the ideal candidate for sabotage should it come down to it. But for now, Piotr is interested in keeping Micah alive. Micah is a personal friend of Prince Xav's as well as a sympathizer, and their care was entrusted to Piotr, a matter of honor. So for now, his orders to his informants are merely to keep a close eye on Micah and their activities, even befriend them, but not to let slip their true sympathies to Barrayar. And now, with Sonia held captive, Piotr wants more than ever to make new informant contacts on the Cetagandans.

camp
Morale is on the rise, steady and surely. People are feeling good, enjoying the sun and warmth, a relief and a blessing after the weeks of cold and near-starvation. And so the soldiers do what Barrayarans always do when they're in good spirits: they drink. Evenings spent around bonfires playing cards or chest, drinking wine and mead, and they're a lot friendlier to the outsiders these days. Even the new ones have proven themselves with all the aid they gave during the epidemic, so if you're invited over for a drink and a game with the soldiers, don't be too surprised.

Of course, sometimes get taken a little too far, and some soldiers start up some drunken swordfight contests, which probably seemed like a great idea at the time. But you know what they say: it's all fun and games until somebody accidentally gets stabbed in the side. Piotr quickly shuts this down, and anyone involved, outsiders included, is likely to receive punishment, probably in the form of manual labor despite any hangover. The camp is down by over thirty men after last month, but on the (slightly morbid) bright side, at least this means that the outsiders finally get two tents to themselves, which is good considering the warming weather.

After the Princess's capture, however, the mood starts to shift back downhill. They're still not remotely ready to launch their attack on the Cetagandan base, let alone rescue Sonia. Both Piotr and Olivia are in vicious spirits; if you thought Piotr's previous demeanor was dour, he was a ray of frigging sunshine in comparison to now. Now he's furious, frustrated, and he has even less patience for time-wasting bullshit than usual.

missions
Overall, the outsiders' contributions to the spring planting on the village farm is helpful and greatly appreciated: they're able to fully sow their fields, and with the weather, they're hoping for a good summer harvest. However, no one should let Carolina around farming equipment ever again.

Hunting parties were sent out to stock up on food stores, with overall success. Some of the outsiders are proving themselves to be pretty competent hunters, much to the Barrayarans' appreciation.

Scouts were sent out to comb through the Dendarii Mountains for the other half of the army. With some help from the outsiders, William and Wash in particular, they're able to make contact with the other half of Piotr's army to coordinate and reunite their efforts.

Several parties were sent into Vorkosigan Vashnoi to make contact with the underground civilian resistance, which has a strong presence there, and smuggle weapons out of the city. There's a dangerous chase by Cetagandan patrols, but ultimately they're able to make it out of the city safetly and successfully return with the goods.

On the 10th, a Cetagandan patrol unexpectedly shows up in Riverfall when Sonia, Gavalas, and several others are there. A fight breaks out across the whole village, resulting in more than 30 casualties, including two Vorkosigan armsmen, and the Cetagandans successfully capture Sonia back to their base.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.

cetaganda
Zahal is furious at Piotr's successful biowarfare attack on his base, however accidental. It's devastated his ranks, and while they still outnumber the Barrayarans about forty to one, it's still a serious blow. The ghem-General decides that they need to force a forfeit, and they'll have to do it as quickly as possible, before Vorkosigan can strike them while they're down. The Cetagandan patrols double down and start swarming the mountains in search of the guerrilla camp.

The Star Gate Project is well underway with Micah on board, who is cooperating for the time being, though not happily. Most of their waking hours seem to be spent in the lab, though they're around the mess at mealtimes. They are certainly interested in the work -- it's totally unprecedented -- but their true sympathies lie with Barrayar, and they are entirely uncomfortable working for the Cetagandans. They're currently focusing their research efforts on possible power supplies and solving the problem of what, exactly, is getting people from the wormhole to the planet surface. To speed things along in the lab, the Cetagandans are asking for more help with their research -- anyone with any relevant knowledge is highly encouraged to step forward. And any informants for the Barrayarans are being instructed to keep an eye on Micah, too, as well as their progress on the project.

The Handmaiden of the Star Crèche is seen about the base, for certain definitions of seen -- she travels exclusive in an opaque luminescent force bubble, often escorted by one or two of her ba servitors. At the beginning of the month, Haut Sei announces the gene therapy trials they're conducting: if you're one of the exotics who lost genetically inherited powers, or were made human from some other type of being entirely, you are invited to participate in a new, experimental kind of gene therapy. Why participate? Well, they're aiming to restore any lost powers you might have had, although there's no guarantee of success, and such an experimental treatment does, of course, come with risks. But what's a little reward without risk?

base
The base feels unusually dreary in the wake of the epidemic, and with thousands of dead, it's impossible to have a service funeral for each of them individually. And so dozens of collective funerals are held, each of them solemn and steeped in ornate ceremony. The Cetagandans take their dead as seriously as anybody, and no nonsense will be permitted during the funerals. The base is only operating at half capacity, with only about 5,000 soldiers ready for active duty. Zahal has put in a request for reinforcements from Vorbarr Sultana, but that request has yet to be answered.

Haut Sei officially assumes her authority on base as Handmaiden of the Star Crèche, although Diya is, in name, still the head of the genetics project. Sei's ba entourage is most often seen in her company, but occasionally Ba Talim, one of her most faithful, may be seen on its own around the base, possibly on errand for its lady.

Diya is somewhat more present around the base now that the plague is over, but she still most frequently found in the labs or the gardens, and often in the company of Haut Sei, always in her force bubble, making Diya look strangely naked in comparison. The ghem around the base who have recovered are marking earnest attempts at brightening the morbid atmosphere that's settled over the base by decorating the barracks areas with fresh art -- literally freshly engineerd botanical creations, or sometimes hybrid biological-zoological creations…ah, Cetagandan art.

Princess Sonia is taken into custody on the 10th and housed in a cell. The Cetagandans offer her relative freedom to move about the base if she'll only give them her parole; she stubbornly and furiously refuses for the first several days, but the misery of being stuck in a cell by herself gets to her and she reluctantly agrees. Micah, the Cetagandans' other captive, though less strictly guarded, can most often be found in the labs and the mess. Although they're getting to know some of the exotics extrauniversals, they're still ill at ease here and not thrilled to be here. It isn't entirely clear, though, whether Micah's long hours in the labs are by their choice or at the Cetagandans' behest.

missions
The mess is shorthanded, and the exotics' help is much appreciated. A few of them even manage to impress the Cetagandan mess officer a little, who clearly takes the craft very seriously. (They all do.) A few of you, though…you can stick to dishwashing duty, thanks.

As is now established tradition among the exotics (because anything done twice on Barrayar is tradition, and they have done this way more than twice), several people go eavesdropping. On the 5th, Kurt and Pearl overhear Zahal receiving an Imperial writ to turn the entire Star Gate Project over to the Star Crèche. On the 6th, Jasper and Symmetra are caught listening in on a very personal conversation between Diya and Sei, and Diya's overambitious hopes for herself. On the 8th, Byerly and Lapis eavesdrop on a curious conversation between Ba Talim and Diya, hinting that the decision to cull Diya may have been somewhat personal after all.

In the labs, things go more or less alright, although things keep breaking or exploding. A plasma power pack explodes in the lab with Jasper and Whirl (which may or may not be Whirl's fault), though Jasper saves Micah from serious injury. In another stroke of spectacularly bad luck, one of the Necklin rods they've been using for testing falls and crashes down into one of the lab areas, and it's thanks to Natasha that Micah sustains anything more than minor injury.

On the 10th, a Cetagandan patrol unexpectedly shows up in Riverfall when Sonia, Gavalas, and several others are there. A fight breaks out across the whole village, resulting in more than 30 casualties, including two Vorkosigan armsmen, and the Cetagandans successfully capture Sonia back to their base.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.

Note: Negri, Diya and Gail are available for threading by request. Please hit up Madi (Negri & Diya) or Ammay (Gail) if you'd like some CR with the ghem-Lieutenant!
vorbratta: (is it a condition)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-04-21 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Then don't act like it was our fault," Sonia says angrily, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes. Why is she arguing with this woman? Why is she bothering? And Byerly had called her a one-woman Embassy. Ha. "It wasn't our fault we got sick and had no medicine. I don't -- I don't even see what point you're trying to make. If you're counting atrocities, then maybe you should look at your hosts. Chemical warfare, turning people's own homes into ghettoes -- a war we never even asked for."

A hot breath escapes Sonia, and she knows she's getting worked up, too emotional, and she should just stop and walk away from this, but she can't. She hates being here, hates this war and how alone she is here, and she can't contain it. "We are desperate," she bursts out, and it stings her Barrayaran pride to admit it, but it's no secret. "Ten years of this. What wouldn't you do to save your home?"
symmetricks: (pic#11019140)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-04-25 05:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Fault. She speaks of fault here, when it seems so inconsequential a thing to worry about. Would assigning fault gain them anything at this point?

But she is impassioned. She is furious and yes, as she states, desperate. It isn't until Sonia turns this back on Symmetra once more that she lifts her chin, expression still rather chilly.

"What would we do? We accepted them. Or rather, something like them. In the ruins of war they rebuilt us, stronger than ever. And in return we only had to serve the function they had assigned us."

For better or worse, she's beginning to realize.
vorbratta: (okay dolore)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-04-28 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
Symmetra's continued coolness only frustrates Sonia more, and she can feel her face redden, but she can't make herself walk away from this conversation even if she wanted to.

"They will rebuild us in their image," she bites out, eyes burning, "not in Barrayar's. They don't care for Barrayar. They have no right to strip from that from us, and if that's the price of their enlightenment, then I would rather die than live in service to Cetaganda."
symmetricks: (pic#11019133)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-05-02 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"You would rather die than live any other way."

She studies the woman carefully, the inflection of her voice, the passion and the fury winding through her like coiling serpents. As meek as the captured princess might appear at a glance? The Rani would be proud of how she shows her teeth now.

It earns her a soft cluck of her tongue. "I'm not sure if that's heroic or foolish. I might have known, once. Now..."

And there it is, Sonia's first clue that Satya? May not be here enemy here.
vorbratta: (a sucker says what)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-05 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's right."

The words come out defiantly, burning as much as her gaze, and her eyes narrow at first when Satya clucks her tongue, but then her expression shifts, lips parting slightly.

"Now..." Sonia says slowly, "since you met Rani, you're no longer so sure."
symmetricks: (pic#10950176)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-05-06 03:35 pm (UTC)(link)
No answer then. Only thoughtful silence. There is much to consider here, and few better sources to hear where the other side stands than this opportunity here. The princess herself, who refuses to claim such, who would rather be a warrior, a champion for her people.

Doesn't that all sound very familiar?
vorbratta: (okay okay dolore)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-06 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Sonia waits for an answer, and when she doesn't get one, when it's apparent isn't going to answer at all, Sonia's expression relaxes just slightly, and she asks, "What did they tell you about us, about our planet? Not what they want to do with it, or make us into. What did they tell you about our history?"
symmetricks: (pic#10948815)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-05-06 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"They told us of the wormhole collapse. How you were cut off from the rest of the universe. That you were tribe-like and ruled by your military. Little else was given, save that they meant to bring you into the Empire."

Obviously, the education here would have been a little skewed.
vorbratta: (my heart is skipping triplets)

i'm sorry you always get such worldbuilding novels from me

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-09 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Tribe-like." Sonia scoffs out the word, almost looking offended. She is, a little, to be reduced to such words. But she bites back any further commentary, drawing in a deep breath.

"I'm sure they told you what happens when a wormhole collapses -- that it sends out powerful blasts of radiation. Harmful radiation. It destroyed almost all the technology the Firsters brought with them, and killed plenty others. There were only fifty-thousand to begin with. Not that much for a starting population, under the circumstances." She shrugs, lips compressed. "So, yes. We reverted. Neofeudalism, or whatever you want to call it. Barrayar as it was by the end of the Time of Isolation grew out of that cataclysm -- can you imagine a society shaped by so violent an event? I won't pretend we have the cleanest history, but tell me, what pre-spaceflight culture does? Can you name for me an enlightened people who didn't make war on each other first?"

She shakes her head, letting the question fall rhetorically, because she keeps on talking. "'Ruled by our military' isn't quite right. It's...an oversimplification. The Counts -- those that serve the Emperor and govern their respective districts -- originally served an economic function. Accountants, actually. But they evolved along with the rest of Barrayar, became rulers and leaders as Counts. And the Vor are more than just a military aristocracy." Sonia looks straight at her, eye-to-eye. "Do you know what the primary virtue of Barrayaran culture is?"
symmetricks: (pic#11019140)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-05-09 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do not."

But Sonia seems in a position to educate her, or at least be willing to. Before, she may not necessarily have cared, might not have listened, but she can't afford to be blind at this juncture. Too much depends on what happens next.

Her own home is at risk as well, after all.
vorbratta: (a sucker says what)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-12 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Honor."

There is the weight of an entire world behind that word, the way she says it. There's still pride and determination in her posture, in her face, the way she looks at Satya so fiercely. Rani might even be proud. "Barrayar doesn't have much in the way of religion, but honor -- honor is what matters. Did you know that oral contracts are legally binding on Barrayar? They're considered more formal than written ones. Your word is your breath, and your breath is your soul. To betray your word is to betray your very own self. And most Barrayarans believe in death before dishonor."
symmetricks: (pic#10950180)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-05-12 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Most. I know one who would hardly fit that description, but there are always those who deviate." It's clearly precisely what she thinks of that from her tone alone. "Still, it is not a virtue to be sneered at. Indeed, it is most admirable. A shame then that it is so despoiled by the actions taken by desperate people."
vorbratta: (get your hands in it)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-14 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"You mean Byerly." By the look on Sonia's face, the tone of her voice, she feels about the same as Symmetra -- but it's slightly more complicated for Sonia. She purses her lips. "He is a coward and a traitor. Barrayar would not take him back simply for that. But there are cowards and traitors among all peoples, aren't there?" She lifts her chin. "All we want is our home back. Every other civilization in this galaxy, all the way back to Earth -- they were all permitted to grow and develop on their own. All we want is that chance. We were already on our way."
symmetricks: (pic#11019140)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-05-16 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"I mean Byerly."

He is a complicated creature, but she's still sore about being lied to. That doesn't often get you a second chance, where she's concerned.

"As are many worlds. Yet this is not the only path they would take." Her eyebrow lifts. "Many more may remain open to them, whether or not they succeed here."
vorbratta: (i better keep my two legs running)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Complicated doesn't even begin to cover it. The flat look on Sonia's face is some kind of commiseration, not directed at Symmetra. But she wrinkles her brow at Symmetra.

"How do you mean?"
symmetricks: (pic#10950169)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-05-26 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do you know what they are building?"

There's a pause as she rethinks the phrasing. No. She has been complicit in this. May as well tell the entire truth, while she's at it.

"What we are building."
vorbratta: (okay okay dolore)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-31 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sonia purses her lips, unwilling to admit to ignorance, but she knows there's a lot she doesn't know. "It's some device that will send you all home, isn't it? Back through the wormhole that brought you here."
symmetricks: (pic#11027233)

[personal profile] symmetricks 2017-06-01 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Indeed. That is precisely it."

Satya barely blinks, holds as neutral a look as possible. If Sonia is lacking in information, it is not for her to judge. Ignorance is a condition that can be readily cured, after all.

"And considering the Cetagandans and their desire for expansion, what do you suppose will happen when a doorway to so many worlds, some vastly less developed than this one, are left open?"
vorbratta: (set it up and tear it down)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-06-06 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Sonia's mouth opens and her face goes a little pale as the full weight of those implications unfold and settle on her.

"But I thought -- doesn't it only work one way?" She sounds more hopeful than certain. God, they cannot let this happen.