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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: (unimpressed with miles' bullshit)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-05-04 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Does that bother you? [ he asks, brow raised.

A sort who prefers to not see others be harmed, but is willing to bare it himself. It fits in with what he knows of Wash so far. ]
komarran: (am i being voluntold again)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-05-04 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He scowls at that. ]

This is all what ifs, Miles. You're assuming this changes the timeline significantly and it doesn't correct itself once we leave. Staying here would guarantee a change.
sparkwhisperer: (human 11)

[personal profile] sparkwhisperer 2017-05-04 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
He spares a glace at Natasha standing calmy at Diya's side, but otherwise ignores her. This has nothing to do with her.

Insult rises at being regarded as nothing more than a lowly pest. He's barely hanging onto the last thread of his temper as his hand snaps forward, closing around Diya's wrist.

"No. I'm not waiting any longer; we will speak right now." Tarn's tone is biting as he tugs her closer. "You will give me the gene therapy treatment. I am through with playing these games with you."

sparkwhisperer: (human 4)

[personal profile] sparkwhisperer 2017-05-04 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Nodding, he spares one last glance at Cal. For the first time in many weeks, something similar to hope begins coiling within Tarn.

"I'm not much of a scientist, but you will let me know if there is anything I can do to aid you. Physical labor-- anything to get home as quickly as possible."

He's done with his disgusting flesh body and everything that comes with this planet.
dendarii: (cunning plan)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-04 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
And I say it's changed already, and we are left with one of two possibilities: either this is an alternate, in which case it doesn't matter what I do, or we have already altered our own histories, in which case it also doesn't matter what I do.
dendarii: (abject apology)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-04 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He did after we convinced him of them. Convinced him he was my brother and not Galen's weapon.

[ Which had ... not ended completely well, admittedly, but at least it had gotten better. ]

Now he has found his place in the world, I think. He's going to school for business. [ Softer, more regretful. ] And he will become Lord Vorkosigan when I fail to return, assuming there's anything left of me in the timeline at all. Not an ambition of his.
dendarii: (abject apology)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-04 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That just sounds like torment. To know another's feelings in that level of detail, but never get to act on them ... He reaches out to lay his slim hand on Wash's shoulder. ]

No wonder you're the way you are with that in your head.
dendarii: (good point)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-04 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Hmm. I've seen worse, I suppose. Each count is require to have distinct colors as well, so the later ones got ... Creative.
protocol: (► i had to cut poverty in the gymnasium)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-04 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's grateful, for that touch for now, for something else to help ground him. He nods a little, though, Miles seems to have an idea of how awful that feels, but. ]

Her death ruined him. He obsessed over it, obsessed over her. [ More than the fact that the knows what it feels like to love her, what affects him the most ends up being that he knows what it feels like to have lost her. And because they'd used her memory to torture the Alpha, what it feels like to lose her again and again and again and again. ] Tormented himself over her loss and let it literally tear him apart.

[ He seems calm enough, but eyes are still closed, his fingers still kneading against the corner of his temple. These memories just literally hurt. ]
protocol: (► once you have a soul)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-04 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's seen the Vorbarra armsmen in their livery, has gathered that the colors seem to be a thing that comes with the territory. That later comment, though. ]

Creative how?
protocol: (► i of never seen a diamond in a meat)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-04 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wash is exactly that sort of person, yes. ]

Of course it does.
dendarii: (half pint of trouble)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-05 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
Hideous, I mean. There's only so many good combinations, and far too many counts.
dendarii: (TW_S1_E3_0814)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-05 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh hell. It doesn't take much to leap to the obvious conclusion. ]

That's what you meant. When you said the torture wasn't physical.

[ It's a wonder Wash is still sane after all that. Or partially sane, he supposes. He leans up towards Wash, across the table, and places both his hands on the sides of Wash's face. Gentle and warm. ]

Does it tear you apart too?
protocol: (► once you have a soul)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-05 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
There weren't that many agents and the project had plenty of interesting ideas for colors for spec ops agents. I guess all black gets boring.

[ Freelancer was a very fashionable spec ops project, or something. ]

Are there that many counts?
dendarii: (good point)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-05 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Sixty in total. Each with a distinct color combination.

[ Just picture it, Wash. ]
protocol: (► to beat hungary!)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-05 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ah, that's -- that is obvious, a clear line to draw, but Wash hadn't been expecting it, still. He inhales sharply, his eyes flickering open only when he feels that touch, obviously tense for a moment before he forces himself to relax. Breathe out, breathe in again. A slight shake of his head. ]

I don't let it. I can't let it. [ He wouldn't be here, if he did. Sheer force of will keeping himself together. It got easier, over time, learning to separate his thoughts from the echoes, but the echoes are still there. ]

What they did to him, Miles. [ His expression is calm enough, here, only because of the distance he needs to put between himself and the memory to talk about it. The pain of it is evident in his eyes. In the way his voice wavers. ] Made him try over and over again to save her.

[ And of course, he'd never succeeded. ]
protocol: (► ladderpoints is now upon us)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-05 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh god. He really isn't a creative person, not in that sense. He can't even begin to imagine. ]

And I guess some poor souls had to pick from whatever few options were left, too . . .
dendarii: (cocky lil bastard)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-05 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
Exactly. Vorkosigan was near the middle of the pack, so we're not bad off. Brown and silver.
protocol: (► recreation and forestry)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-05 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
And the Vorbarras have their black and silver, right?

That all seems respectable. [ A helpless shrug. ] We had purple and green armors.
dendarii: (cunning plan)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-05 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, yes. Vorsifakis, that poor soul.
protocol: (► however the internal combustion engine)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-05 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ A slight laugh. ]

I think they managed to make it look good, really. [ Don't know about your Vorsifakis though. ]
oldvor: (pic#9429950)

[personal profile] oldvor 2017-05-05 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
"You weren't," Piotr says, his voice still short, still more or less talking at the stable wall rather than Miles, but it's probably the most courteous invitation to what could only generously be called conversation that Miles could get from him.

Your grandfather is the world's worst conversation partner when he's angry, sorry, Miles.
justvor: (pic#11261629)

[personal profile] justvor 2017-05-05 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Some of the armsmen start to look a little vexed, but Dorca says nothing, doesn't so much as balk. In a certain capacity, Lakshmi is like visiting royalty, and he'll hardly be so rude as to deny her that honor. That is entirely separate from the uniform she's wearing. He receives the cup when she offers it to him with a faint polite smile.

One or two of the armsmen look a little uneasy at the topic of discussion, looking toward the tent flap every so often, as if waiting for Yuri to walk in. If Dorca notices, he doesn't show it.

"No, I suspect it's not a strictly Barrayaran phenomenon," Dorca agrees wryly. "If I might ask, what sort of place is Jhansi? I'm afraid General Vorkosigan hasn't had time to thoroughly brief me on everything yet."
vorbratta: (i better keep my two legs running)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-05 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
Sonia blinks, and the wariness doesn't go away, but it shifts. She's clearly caught off guard.

"How do you...why are you telling me this?"
durango: (do you think that's wise?)

[personal profile] durango 2017-05-05 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll let you know." She tilts her head thoughtfully. "Have you agreed to any gene therapy?"