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For Barrayar mods ([personal profile] barrayarmods) wrote in [community profile] forbarrayar2017-04-19 07:12 pm
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[ april ii log: here's unbroken bone ]

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 18th - 30th
Where: the Barrayaran camp, the Cetagandan base, Riverfall Village
Warnings: TBD

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

TIMELINE
4/18 Fast-penta interrogation: Sonia
4/19 Eavesdropping Alpha (Barrayar)
4/21 Eavesdropping Bravo (Barrayar)
4/22 - 4/23 Vorkosigan Vashnoi trips
4/24 Eavesdropping (Cetaganda)
4/25-4/26 Satellite launch
4/27 Flower-viewing party



barrayar
Morale is still recovering after Princess Sonia's capture and the deaths that resulted from the ensuing battle in Riverfall, but at least they were able to make contact with Colonel Vorvolk, the leading officer of the other half of Piotr's army, and reunite the guerrilla army for the first time since their last camp was discovered several months ago. Their discovery is not only timely, but critical -- Piotr intends to launch an attack on the Cetagandan base next month, before any reinforcements can arrive, in order to force Zahal to recall at least part, if not most, of the occupying force in the capital city, so that Piotr's army and the civilian underground resistance can work together to retake Vorkosigan Vashnoi. If they can take back the city and continue to defend it, they might even stand a chance at pushing Zahal's forces out of the district entirely, and considering that Vorkosigan's District is one of the hot spots of the invasion, this might even turn the tide of the whole war in their favor. They'll also be attempting to rescue Sonia during the attack, making the most out of the chaos, but that is their secondary objective.

Zahal, of course, means to make the most out of his new hostage. Knowing for certain now that Piotr's army has contact with the Riverfall villagers -- a fact that puts the camp at risk for discovery once again -- Zahal sends a missive to Riverfall with instructions to pass it along to Piotr. His demands are simple: they'll guarantee the safety and return of the Princess on Piotr's complete surrender. Piotr responds by scrawling a particularly rude and short-worded rebuttal over the original message and has it returned promptly -- stuffed inside the mouth of some poor beheaded ghem soldier, left at one of the base entry gates to be discovered by patrols.

Hopes for a successful attack are bolstered still when word comes that Emperor Dorca and Crown Prince Yuri are on their way to the Dendarii mountains. On the 18th, a courier from Dorca's battalion arrives, only to discover that the first courier sent by Dorca some weeks ago never made it to Piotr's camp to deliver the news. Dorca and Yuri bring with them another 200 soldiers when they arrive on the 20th, which nearly doubles their forces, and, like Colonel Vorvolk's half of the army, they set up camp in another part of the mountains nearby, connected by the cave netwrok that runs through the Dendarii mountains. Unfortunately, the occasion isn't entirely joyous, as Crown Prince Yuri recently lost his only remaining son and heir in battle shortly before departing for Vorkosigan's District. This is not only a sad occasion, but a politically uneasy one: Yuri's wife died some years ago, and while he is next in line to succeed his father as Emperor, the lack of an heir to his own makes for a politically shaky situation. Should he die before producing another heir, the title of Crown Prince will fall to his half-brother Xav instead, and that…brings a whole host of other political issues to the table. Needless to say, while Yuri's succession isn't an immediate issue, the politically savvy are feeling a little nervous about it.

But the war marches on, and preparations must be made. Their odds are better, but they're still vastly outnumbered by the Cetagandans. They'll need the help of the underground civilian resistance to prepare to retake Vorkosigan Vashnoi, as well as some supplies. After all, they'll have an easier time infiltrating the Cetagandan base with a larger force if some of them look enough like Cetagandans.

camp
Although the army is stronger than it has been in months, not all is at peace. Colonel Vorvolk has always been a trusted member of Piotr's general staff and a loyal officer, as well as a long-time acquaintance. However, his views on the outsiders don't exactly align with Piotr's: he thinks Piotr has been much too quick to trust them, especially given that several of them came over from the Cetagandan side, and Duv Galeni hails from Komarr, the planet that sold Barrayar out to the Cetagandans. Vorvolk doesn't believe that the outsiders should be given such freedom or privilege, let alone allow them to participate in critical military operations. Most of his own soldiers seem to share the sentiment, as do the Vorbarra soldiers -- in fact, Yuri vocally agrees with Vorvolk, and those outsiders who have been in Piotr's camp from the very beginning will feel an uncomfortably familiar air of suspicion and mistrust settles over the camp. While nothing has effectively changed -- the outsiders are not segregated away from the camp again as they once were, nor put back under guard -- the Barrayaran soldiers who are comfortable with and even like the outsiders are suddenly in the minority.

While few are foolish enough to disrespect the outsiders where Piotr can see them, some of the soldiers from Vorvolk's and Dorca's camps are borderline hostile toward the outsiders, jeering, taunting, even making hex signs or spitting in the most extreme cases. There are still plenty of soldiers who remain friendly towards the outsiders, but it's leading to friction between them and their other Barrayaran comrades as well. After several days of tension, a major fight breaks out in Piotr's camp over the outsiders' presence, and a few outsiders might even be dragged (or throw themselves) into it. Everyone involved in the fight gets a firm reprimand and then some, and worse still is that the fight does little to ease the tensions -- if anything, it only makes them worse.

Dorca and Yuri's mourning casts a somber air over the camps, and both Emperor and Crown Prince are in grave moods, Yuri's especially prickly. As his son was a public figure, they hold a public burning of death offerings on the 22nd, so that Imperial subjects may pay their respects to the recently deceased Prince. A large pyre is set up within one of the larger caves, so that the smoke will be less conspicuous, and any offerings submitted in earnest will be accepted. Typical Barrayaran death offerings consist of a small lock of one's hair, or, if none is to hand, any other personal object they might have on their person that would burn, such as a piece of clothing.

missions
With contributions of…mixed success from the outsiders, as well as help from the soldiers, the villagers are able to repair some of the homes damaged in the recent skirmish. Some of them are too far gone for repair, and so are broken down to salvage whatever materials they can for other repairs. Considering the village now houses fewer than fifty people, housing space is not a concern at the moment.

Preparations for the coming attack on the Cetagandan base go well overall. The raiding parties manage to steal uniforms and face paint for about 50 soldiers to disguise themselves, and parties sent to Vorkosigan Vashnoi successfully make contact with civilian resistance cells to pass their plans along.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.

cetaganda
Zahal sends his terms to Piotr for Sonia's release, and the gruesome rebuttal -- a crude message scrawled over Zahal's own hand-penned calligraphy, the delicate paper shoved into the gaping mouth of a dead ghem soldier, his head left to be discovered just outside the best -- infuriates him. He's known Piotr for too long to expect him to give in right away, but this is just sheer insult. He's well aware of just how vulnerable the base is right now -- the epidemic has mostly run its course, but their total forces are down to about 6,000 soldiers, and there are only about 100 ghem scientists left. His requests for reinforcements have been delayed by Cetagandan central command -- they have no extra troops they can spare on planet, and it will be another month before more ships arrive. Zahal is struggling to balance out his forces, split between the base and Vorkosigan Vashnoi -- right now binternal base security is badly undermanned in favor of increasing the occupying force in the capital city. Piotr Vorkosigan is too smart a man not to take advantage of an opportunity like this -- Zahal just doesn't know exactly what he's planning to do. The Cetagandan base is in a vulnerable state.

However, there is one edge they have: Cetagandan intelligence knows that Emperor Dorca and Crown Prince Yuri are in Vorkosigan's District. The courier who never made it to Piotr's camp was intercepted by Cetagandan intelligence before he even made it to Vorkosigan's District, and the information was sent accordingly to Zahal's outpost. Piotr might have rejected his first demand -- but would the Emperor, the Princess's grandfather, respond the same?

But as the trials of war marches on, so do the advancements of science. Micah is still hard at work in the labs working on the Star Gate Project, but the data they've been able to gather is incomplete and insufficient. They have convinced the Cetagandan science officers to send a scientific party, Micah included, off-planet to take a closer look at the collapsed wormhole and launch a satellite to record more data. They've made a fair bit of progress in discovering the new type of field generated by the collapsed wormhole, tentatively named the Niadem field after its primary discoverer, but they still know too little about just how and why the exotics have been brought here to complete their designs.

base
Despite the military tensions, the Cetagandans work hard at maintaining a lighter atmosphere around the base. Since the weather this month has finally given them some real relief -- and the epidemic raging the base has been quelled -- the Cetagandans decide to host a flower-viewing party on the 27th in the gardens adjacent to the Grow Labs. It is explained to the exotics that such events are regularly held to herald the coming of spring, although emphasis is placed on the fact that the viewings are usually much more sophisticated and lavish than the 'meager' offerings of the lush gardens on the base.

Typical of Cetagandan functions, it is elegant, overwrought and full of a lot of needlessly artfully crafted food and drinks -- many of them intoxicating, so take care what you drink. Sonia and Micah are both in attendance, although Sonia doesn't look particularly happy to be there. The party is celebrating in particular some of the genetic-botanical achievements of some of the ghem lady artists on the base, as well as some recently genetically engineered koi, to update the atmosphere of the garden to proper spring. However, the real show-stealer is the debut of Amai's personal project: an elaborate zoo-biological sculpture designed as tribute to the Star Crèche itself. It takes up a considerable portion of the back wall of the garden, vinelike branches woven into the trellis, curling and spreading in elaborate patterns, and flowers bloom along the lengths in clusters, each a different color. On a closer look, they can be identified as asters -- but some in colors no one's ever seen an aster before. The vines themselves are ridged with what looks like some kind of delicate fin that sways softly with the slightest breeze, a shimmering dark blue. They look more like koi fins than anything botanical, and with the groups of flowers set over them, it looks something like a night sky. In the center is an elaborately crafted flower sculpture of the Star Crèche's screaming bird insignia in minute detail. And though it is rooted to the rest of the sculpture, it seems to move at times -- the slightest flutter of its wings. The placard placed with it explains that each colored cluster of asters is an artistic representation of one of the Constellations that make up the haut caste. The Navarr constellation, from which both Diya and Sei hail, is flowered in asters of a striking violet color.

As time passes, Haut Sei's presence becomes more palpable on the base, and her force bubble is seen more frequently outside of the science/medical complex. Though she and Diya are working closely together, it's clear to anyone who spends enough time around them that there is some tension between them. Ba Talim is almost always present when they are together, although it can at times be found on its own around the base.

missions
The gene therapy trials take a turn for the worse despite glimmers of promise earlier on, and all three subjects suffer from complications with no progress made.

The investigation into the weapons smuggling operation is ultimately a failure -- while they are able to track down one of the resistance cells, the civilians involved manage to get away before any useful information is extracted from them. The next time Cetagandan soldiers return to the place where they'd been discovered, the establishment has since been boarded up and closed down.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.

Note: Gavalas, Ezar and Gail are both available for threading on request. Hit Madi (Gavalas) or Ammay (Ezar & Gail) up if you are interested!
komarran: (digging through archives like a boss)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Hence why you're planning to stage a one-man offense against the Mad Emperor himself, [ he remarks dryly because that is where his line of thinking has gone immediately. ]
asklepian: (pic#7680558)

[personal profile] asklepian 2017-04-28 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
It's not as if DS9 is particularly quiet by any stretch, or that Julian isn't capable of being a social butterfly because he very much is, but this is a lot to take in.

And a lot on top of what he's already had to take in, which makes it even worse.

The only reason he doesn't jump a mile is that he saw her coming. The dark hair and eyes, and her face and bearing are familiar even with the paint--but he's only seen Deanna Troi once or twice, and even his fantastic memory doesn't quite place it at first.

At least, until he hears her voice, and her accent is pure Betazed, and he just has to blink a few times in wide-eyed, comical surprise, because honestly, of all the places to find a crew member of the Enterprise. If it is her. But all the individual pieces have slotted into place now, and he's so sure of it.

"Counselor Troi?"
dendarii: (frakkingcylon 185)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-28 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ Close enough to the truth to be accurate. And close enough to make him wince. ]

More like a warning at the right moment. The attempt will still be bad enough.
komarran: (probably not just coffee)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
And what will you do when you fail to change that part of history, but have harmed the rest?
dendarii: (no shit)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-28 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
Do you really think I have a future to go back to, Duv?
protocol: (► ladderpoints is now upon us)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-04-28 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Cute little girl, Wash has such a soft spot. She'll get a little wave back in turn, despite everything, but he turns his full attention to Miles after, his expression grim. ]

But he missed it, didn't he.

Do you know if he was planning anything before?
komarran: (gestures with drink)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Only when we're acting professionally." And Duv isn't writing any academic papers at the moment. Despite desperately wanting to with all the new information he's gathered. He could easily write a damn textbook on his own with everything he's found out and been fed by Wash.

Since Kaidan seems to have remained a friendly, Duv allows himself to find a nearby tree to lean against. He could offer to help, but he's finding it entertaining enough to watch.

"I know enough. Have they not told you about it?"
komarran: (insert something dry and sarcastic)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
If I recall correctly, you are in line for a countship and positioned well to have input on how your planet is run.
dendarii: (TW_S1_E2_0063)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-28 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
That's not what I meant, though that's in jeopardy too.

[ He shakes his head firmly. ]

How likely is it my existence will be the same, given the changes that we've effected already?
dendarii: (solpadeine05)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-28 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ So this is about Byerly. Dammit. Not as bad as Sonia, but Miles doesn't feel comforted by that. ]

No. No plans he'd told me about.
komarran: (why do vorkosigans happen to good people)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
Given that no major events have been altered yet...

[ He shrugs. He can't offer a guarantee, but nothing they do carries that. ] I can't let you stay here.
dendarii: (bg068)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-28 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
You don't have a choice, Duv. I'm not leaving.
komarran: (you can't be serious round two)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
Then I recommend you stay far away from whatever will take us back.

[ Because of Miles is near it and he's there... Duv would make sure Miles was the one without a choice. ]
shri: (» now they whisper it)

[personal profile] shri 2017-04-28 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
When she gets that respect, then she gives it, her own head bows, and her hand lifts in her own people's greeting. Cupping the air near her face before sweeping it down again in mutual exchange. It's been some time since she had to - take up this role. Queen, not just hunted. Composes herself stiffly in the Barrayaran uniform like it was her own. "Thank you, your highness."

Tit for tat, she hesitates a moment, where she looks back over the tray she's been tasked to bring. Looking at the bottle of wine and the cup, a hesitation in the act but when is she is anything less than bold? So she goes to it first, pouring the glass of wine that she takes up and walks back to him to stand directly in front of him.

It's a declaration that comes as directly as she meets his eyes. Looking into them as she takes a sip, lightly, and in that way, she is still a product of her own time. She takes such things delicately still. But all the same, it's proof enough, she had not come here to harm or fight him nor be anything else but be in his command. Swallows it, her eyes lowered then to the cup to wait to see if anything else happened, but when nothing did, she offered it to him. Let him take it before she sits herself, arranging herself beside him.

"It's not the first time I have heard such a thing not matter to allow an end to such bloodshed." Continues along like nothing has passed in particular, as an equal to him and nothing less.
komarran: (one day i'll turn terrorist)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hostilities within the ranks. Wonderful. Duv knew dissension would break out eventually. The fact it's taken this long is remarkable.

There's a moment where he tenses, watching the soldiers as Wash turns his back. It's clear they're sizing him up, wondering if Duv will stay and they can drag out some of their bruised pride from him. There's another moment where Duv is damn tempted to stay there and show them what a goddamn 'coward' of a Komarran can do.

The moment passes however and he takes what he can from the sight of the man Wash punched nursing his injury. He shakes his head and turns to fall into step beside Wash. ]


I was thinking I needed one.
protocol: (Default)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-04-28 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sigh. Of course not. He'd hoped for a clearer idea of just what Byerly and Natasha had done, but. That wouldn't have helped much, anyway. ]

Last time I spoke to Natasha was after Sonia's capture. Byerly arranged a meeting with me around then, too, went through great lengths to make sure I couldn't kill him during it. I'd tried to press to both of them just how important it was for them to not make any reckless moves. [ Just like how he'd done with Miles. Threats included. Grimly, reaching for the bottle and pouring out more for himself -- and something for Miles, too. Miles has an idea of how compromised Byerly is around Sonia, not Natasha, but they were both very, very compromised. ] I didn't do enough.

They have Byerly, Miles.
stompadour: (DISAPPROVAL)

[personal profile] stompadour 2017-04-28 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"So do you," says Jasper, scowling. She does indeed look terrible. She is wearing her usual eyeliner, though, perhaps in defiance of that fact. "I wanted to see how you were doing. With the water."
protocol: (► mysterious as the dark long of a shoe)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-04-28 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ There is a sense of relief when Duv ends up falling into step beside him, but a bit of frustration, too, can't help the slightest instinctive pang of disappointment. Part of him is raring for a fight, doesn't just need to hit someone. With everything that's been building up in him for months, now, he'd really like nothing more than for someone to give him an excuse to not just hit them, but actually fucking break them, bit by bit, until.

Breathe in, breathe out. It's fine. That hadn't escalated, and was likely the best outcome. ]


I was part of the scouting mission that helped make contact with Vorvolk. [ He sounds relaxed enough, but there is something there, a bit of the tightness and tension coiling underneath. ] Kind of wish I didn't help, now.

The new blood have been a joy to have around, so far.
mirrortide: (039)

[personal profile] mirrortide 2017-04-28 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine." Lapis replies, lifting her hand and showing off that she has the ability to lift water too by doing the exact opposite of that when the water on the floor doesn't leave its spot.

Lapis sends the offending liquid a glare, and jerks her hand upwards again, this time more forcefully and the water complies. "See? Fine."
komarran: (nevermind still awful)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-04-28 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ah. He thought he had seen Wash part of that group when they had made their return. There's a small sigh as he avoids glancing back at the soldiers. Their voices are growing fainter, but he knows when he's being insulted.

There would be a time and a place for petty revenge. Or he might explode from having to bare it. It was easier in modern Barrayar to lash back, he had his rank, his position of authority. Here, his life hung precariously in the balance and he was vastly outnumbered. ]


If only you could throw them back into the pit they crawled out of, [ he remarks mildly. ] Were they this pleasant when you were introduced?
latkje: (xv.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-04-28 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
Is that what you'd tell your troops? Because it's not the most inspiring speech.

But you're not wrong. The only reason they have to trust us is necessity, and necessity is the mother of excuses. If my country were in their place, we'd— they'd— stick the outsiders in an auxiliary unit and force them into the worst of the fighting. It takes 100 years for a new regiment to prove their loyalty. [ Then again, his country is really the worst. ]
shri: (» we will never be bought or sold)

[personal profile] shri 2017-04-28 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ She shakes her head, her frown something frustratedly set, her fingers heavy on the sword on her hip, rolling her jaw to snap her to teeth together. The jump of a muscle in her jaw that twitches with the agitation. ]

I never gave those kinds of speeches, and my best men were not even of my own faith - were my enemies, even, traditionally speaking. I never cared who or where someone came from. Only that they proved their valour. Everything else?

[ Shrugs, lets out a breath, a want to scrub at her face, to rub at her temples to ease what she is sure will be a headache. Instead she rakes her fingers through her hair at her temples, the gray streaks left over from her time imprisoned by the Cetagandans, a stark difference, even in the dark. ] I do not blame them for being suspicious of us, but this is not the time. [ Rips out of her suddenly, sharply, even if it's a low hiss. ] Armies fall by such divisions, they could too. Spring is coming, no doubt the fighting will pick up now, and they seek to pick at such things now?
shri: (» the wishes i've made)

[personal profile] shri 2017-04-28 09:26 am (UTC)(link)
No. [ Still mirthful, that at least, he can't dig at. Her shoulders lifting and falling in a barked laughter. ]

Turning into a monster and eating your own children, I find to be far worse an existence.
shri: (» you were sharp as a knife to get me)

[personal profile] shri 2017-04-28 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ She sighs a little -- well, the grandmother she is. Watching them and their weapons constantly, how they talked about them. Seemed there was a great deal of firepower and no finesse, to her mind.

But then, she grew up to a different idea of war, no doubt.
] I am sure something will be made decent of you, yet.

[ But all the same, she leads them through the camp, her antiquated notions aside. Straight to where she said she was interested in going. But it's late, most of the older women that worked here had cleaned up for the night and the few soldiers that sat talking were stragglers. Easily ignored and not looking for a fight. She bypasses them anyway. No want to have another meal of groats and syrup yet again. But there were other things that she knew about from working in the kitchens so long.

She waves him to follow her to where the food was prepared, as she begins to gather a few ingredients. Not him though, him she directs to find a seat or lean against something out of her way as she begins her work.
] Do you like sweets?
dendarii: (frakkingcylon 005)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-04-28 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
Why are you so determined about this?