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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!
dendarii: (frakkingcylon 134)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
I was put back together. By a team of highly skilled surgeons.

[ He tugs at his collar, exposing two long white lines along his neck and a cluster of scars right at his collarbone. ]

It's not a common procedure, but it is a relatively normal one. The body is drained of blood and then frozen until proper facilities can be reached.
asafepairofhands: (human - shock)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Ratchet waits several expectant beats for the punchline, then draws back a little when it's not forthcoming.]

Holy shit. [He's getting human colloquialisms down, at any rate.] How did you die?
dendarii: (solpadeine112)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ Alas, Miles is deadly serious. ]

Needler. It's a weapon that shoots a cluster of shrapnel. Basically, my chest was exploded.
asafepairofhands: (human - tired)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Ratchet hisses out a slow breath, rocking back on his heels for a moment before shaking his head.]

I'm sorry.
dendarii: (solpadeine130)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ He shrugs helplessly. ]

I survived, sort of. But cryorevival is a risky procedure even when all goes well. I've seen too many soldiers end up mindless afterwards.
asafepairofhands: (human - what the hell)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Ratchet makes a low sound, rubbing absently at the thick scarring circling one of his wrists with the opposite hand.]

We don't have anything like that at home. That's--well. I guess 'lucky' isn't the word for it. I don't know what the word for that would be. [His eyes find Miles' face.] Glad you made it, though. That must have been a hell of a surgery.
dendarii: (frakkingcylon 138)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ Miles' gaze instantly follows Rachet's movement. He senses a story there. ]

So I'm told. I don't remember much of it, mercifully. And the cryoamnesia afterwards didn't help either.
asafepairofhands: (human - shock)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
No, I imagine it wouldn't. [Ratchet visibly forces himself to let go of his wrist, folding his arms instead.]
dendarii: (bg059)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ Too much curiosity. He can't help but ask - ]

What happened to your wrist?
asafepairofhands: (human - tired)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Ratchet inhales slowly but shrugs and holds both his arms out. There's scarring around both, and from the scarring down to his fingertips his hands are... odd, almost out of place, the skin a slightly different shade.]

I've been a combat surgeon since--well. [His expression is closed and unreadable, but he's certainly dragged enough unpleasant personal information out of Miles for one afternoon and he supposes fair is fair. He doesn't hesitate.] For a long time. And a regular doctor before that, with a practice during the day and a free clinic in my off-hours ever since I graduated medical school. Eventually my hands just... stopped working. Quit. Nothing I or anybody else could do to fix them.

[He folds his arms back in, trying not to let the gesture seem protective even as his shoulders curl in defensively.]

So, I got new ones.
dendarii: (bg036)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Miles was about to blurt out that it looks like they'd been cut off. Well. Not so far from the truth, apparently. ]

Dear god. That's terrible. Was it some kind of nerve damage, then?
asafepairofhands: (human - grump)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Part of it, yeah. [He frowns, struggling to translate what had happened to him into vaguely human terms.] Damage to connective tissue too. I just... wore them out. It's not like I could stop. But I could barely hold a glass near the end, let alone a scalpel.
dendarii: (cunning plan)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ That's ... weird. Very weird. He's heard of, say, carpal tunnel and more comprehensive diseases affecting the nervous system, but not this. ]

And they just replaced them. That's one hell of an operation where I come from. Nerves are difficult.
asafepairofhands: (human - unamused)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
It was--it was more complicated than that.

They still hurt sometimes. [The words just sort of tumble out of Ratchet's mouth and he shifts to press one thumb into the opposite palm and rub slowly, frowning. He hasn't told--well, anyone about that, to date. He looks up from his hands and back at Miles.] The operation was a success, of course. They work fine, there's no lasting damage. Purely psychosomatic. [His lip curls up, just slightly.]

Usually triggered by stress.
dendarii: (bg036)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Stress. Of course. He's found a kindred spirit. ]

Even so. Pain is pain, I find. Having lived with chronic pain all my life.

But I enjoy a complicated story if you're willing to tell it.
asafepairofhands: (human - tired)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
They used to belong to someone else. [Ratchet's voice is slightly clipped now.] Another surgeon. A friend of mine.

[He can feel tension crawling up his back and neck and shoulders--he can feel Miles' gaze on him and it's strange for it to be so different telling York as they lay side by side with York's half-bandaged face turned up towards the ceiling and his single working eye closed than it is someone who's visibly paying attention. He struggles briefly, then forces himself to relax.]

It's... intensely personal. And involves disclosing some of the things I've been implicitly advised not to spread around here too liberally, on top of that. Sorry.
dendarii: (TW_S1_E2_0521)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Holy shit. Miles looks a bit faint at that - he wasn't expecting that particular twist. Point taken. He won't push too much. ]

Of course. I won't intrude. But - what do you mean, implicitly advised not to spread around here?
asafepairofhands: (human - unsure)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Ratchet eyes Miles thoughtfully for a moment but--well, if he's good enough friends with Wash and Lakshmi that they know about his seizures, he's probably all right.]

I'm not human. I mean--I'm human now, or at least it seems like I am, but I wasn't before I got here. Whatever brought me here changed me, and a few others like me. Honestly, apart from being occasionally bipedal, we're pretty much as far from humans as you can get. [He shrugs.] I kept it from the Cetagandans because I didn't want to get turned into an impromptu science experiment but I got the sense that wasn't something to be particularly vocal about here, either.
dendarii: (for real?)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ No wonder he'd casually mentioned having his hands replaced. If he's a alien species altogether ... His jaw drops a moment as he stares back at Ratchet. ]

You're an alien?

[ He really shouldn't be surprised, all things considered. ]
asafepairofhands: (human - unsure)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Ratchet's too-bright eyes light and he shifts a little, raising an eyebrow.]

Not from where I'm standing. [He relents a little after a moment.] But yeah. Different species. Normally, anyway.
dendarii: (frakkingcylon 138)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's still staring, sorry Ratchet. ]

What did you look like before?
asafepairofhands: (human - unsure)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm inorganic--not a robot, nobody built us, but made of metal and cabling and neurocircuitry. About five meters tall, red and white plating. [Ratchet shrugs a little.] Not particularly exceptional other than that. My optics were the same color as my eyes are now, which I gather is sort of odd. And I was a surgeon, back home, just--you know. Not a human one by trade, though I've had prior experience.
dendarii: (cunning plan)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's not sure how that wouldn't be considered a robot, but - okay, he'll take your word for it. ]

Five meters tall. Dear god. And here I thought my girlfriend was tall.
asafepairofhands: (human - fffffff)

[personal profile] asafepairofhands 2017-04-06 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[People build robots, Miles, they're a self-replicating species of autonomous inorganics, don't be culturally insensitive.]

Yeah it's been... [Ratchet makes a slight face.] And adjustment. To say the least.
dendarii: (good point)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-06 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He hadn't even considered that aspect of it. ]

You must feel exceptionally small, then. My sympathies.

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