[ april ii log: here's unbroken bone ]

[barrayarmods]

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!

Comments

[protocol]

[ Wash will blame himself no matter what you say, Miles, you might've noticed this tendency of his by now. The best you'll get is him pretending not to for a while just so people will stop trying to convince him things aren't his fault. He had half a mind to pull them both out, realizing how compromised they were around Sonia, but he'd trusted them both to keep their heads, and Wash is the kind of man who places the responsibility of a soldier's mistake squarely on their officer's shoulders. Kind of. Mostly when he's the officer in question.

He should have known better. Made the case clearer, pressed the threats more . . . ]

They might not think to ask about you. Does there happen to be a time-traveler in the Barrayaran camp doesn't seem that high up there, unless Tarn said something after all. [ Has Wash mentioned Tarn before now? He doesn't think of it. Seeing Miles immediately set his mind to planning is -- soothing, in a way, he can follow that lead, but it's difficult to keep his mind on a straight track, now. ] But where the camp is, our current situation in terms of pre-reinforcement numbers . . .

And Natasha. [ So very, very heavily. Another drink of mead. ] They'll know about her, too.

[dendarii]

[ A slight headshake at that. Miles gets Wash's point - and Miles doesn't mean to make it all about himself, though that's a super huge bad habit of his - but most importantly, it has a relevant effect on what Miles does with this information. Which is mostly what he's coming from. Ish. Okay some of that is self-centeredness, but he has reason to be worried. ]

You've seen a fast-penta interrogation. The only thing anyone need do is mention my name. [ He nearly goes on to mention that Byerly is a time traveller too, and thus will absolutely condemn Miles by logic if not words - but he can't remember if Wash knows that explicitly or not. All right, skipping over. ] Sonia may not bring it up, but Byerly absolutely would.

[ And there's Natasha, and his own status as Byerly's handler ... yeah. This is really fucking bad, and they need to move, dammit. ]

I'm just saying. I can't go in there directly, Wash. They'll know who I am, and they will take me. We'll compound our intelligence problems.

[ As much as he desperately wants to bust in and rescue all three of them himself. ]

[protocol]

[ He's seen a fast-penta interrogation, yes, but he also remembers Byerly's incredible confidence in being able to handle it. ]

Byerly's ImpSec. [ Like Byerly being a time traveller, it's something Wash doesn't explicitly know because Miles has quite pointedly refused to confirm it directly, but he has enough of the pieces to work on the assumption that it's true -- especially since Miles hasn't exactly gone out of his way to contradict those assumptions, so far. The moment he gets any confirmation, though, he'll notice. ] Fast-penta's standard interrogation technology here as far as I can tell, so I'm assuming he'd know some way to handle it, right?

He'd been pretty confident about being able to deal with it, when I tried to press how important it was for him not to be captured. [ He hadn't exactly taken him at his word on that, but that confidence hadn't seemed hollow. ] But if they ask a direct enough question, well. It depends on how much they already know.

-- And I'd hope you aren't thinking of going in there directly. [ How many oaths do you want him to make you swear!! ]

[dendarii]

Certain tactics. Not many. There's a reason why it's universal.

[ He'd sort of managed to beat it himself, but even he had spilled his guts before accidentally hitting on the solution. Byerly will likely be the same. He'll resist some but not all, surely ... ]

Of course I was considering it. Our only opportunity is likely coming up.

[protocol]

If there's an opportunity during that. If there isn't . . . I'm not a time traveller, but I think you're aware of just how much I'd be able to give them if I was captured. If they gave me a pen I'd probably write an entire annotated report. A mention of your name, I'll end up regurgitating your family tree.

[ So he's not exactly a safer option, it depends. He still wants to, though. He sighs, not contradicting him, their only opportunity is coming up, but. ]

I had to send her back there, Miles. [ So very tiredly, as he pours out some more mead. ] I'm really fucking hoping that's not the last order I ever give her.

[dendarii]

Oh, yes. You're just as dangerous if you've been caught. Worse, even.

[ Miles' memory isn't quite that sharp after all, though he suspects it would be enough. ]

But they won't recognize you on sight. That's the key difference.

[ Wash won't be an obvious priority - or just low-hanging fruit if someone knowledgeable spots him. ]

I want her safe too, dammit. We'll manage this.

[protocol]

If Byerly gives them my name, though, they would be able to recognize me from it. I was was with the Cetagandans for some time before coming over here, after all.

[ Drumming his fingers on the table. He's trying to focus on planning, but it's difficult, he's fresh from speaking with Natasha, from seeing how distraught she was, from having to send her straight back there. Natasha had known that was for the best as well, of course, but god. ]

I don't know what exactly they tried to pull, but I knew how compromised they both were around Sonia. [ Not just Byerly, but Natasha, too -- and frankly, having spoken to them both, Wash thinks Natasha had the worst of it. ] And I'm absolutely certain that the only reason Byerly's captured and not her is because he forced her to let him take the fall.

[dendarii]

Also dangerous, yes. But - you are less distinctive, Wash.

[ Don't talk him into coming on this, Wash. You don't actually want that outcome. ]

I'd believe that too. Don't let his mannerisms fool you - Byerly won't let someone else take the fall in that kind of situation. Regardless of what happens to him.

[protocol]

[ He's not trying to talk Miles into it, really, he's just overall distraught and worried, instinctively trying to pick holes in any kind of plan they make. His worry extends to Byerly, too, as much as he personally doesn't quite get along with him, and yes that was mostly because of Miles and Sonia rather than himself, for the sake of people who care about him, but.

Byerly taking the fall for Natasha just kind of messes that up, a bit. Not that he'd personally cared nothing for him before, but now. Loyalty to his people, that's what he'd sworn on, right. His voice is a little sharp, frustrated, fingers drumming against the earthenware cup. ] He's a goddamn idiot.

Natasha was always going to be the safer capture. [ Wash knows that, Natasha knows that. ]

[dendarii]

He is that as well.

[ Which only makes Miles worry more, not less. He drops his gaze as he thinks harder. Worry lines creasing hard in his face. God, it's times like these that he just feels exhausted... ]

Even so. I'm not sure he was planning to come back from this mission alive.

[protocol]

[ Wash is, of course, always exhausted. Worry weighs him down, mkae shim more tired, being focused on a task is what wakes him up -- but right now Wash is just worried, can't quite drag himself out of that. He will be able to, eventually, but.

He shakes his head. ]

He wasn't. [ Firm, confident in that. ] He was offended, really, when I tried telling him that his safety would be part of the reason why a reckless rescue attempt would be a bad idea.

We'll get him out of there. He can be angry with us about it later.

[dendarii]

[ A sharp nod at that. The mead is starting to get to him; it's making him flush a rather solid shade of red. ]

You'll have to, Wash. Him and Sonia both. Please.

[protocol]

[ He nods, closing his eyes briefly. ]

Yeah. Of course. [ Because apparently he's doing this, and -- he does have to, doesn't he, he has to. ] I'll drag him back here unconscious if I have to, don't worry about that.

[dendarii]

[ Miles nods again, then, easing off somewhat. ]

Good. Please. I'll be no help myself. It's maddening.

[ And he doesn't just mean the possibility of getting nabbed by the Cetagandans. Between his body and his seizures, he can't risk it. Not when Sonia and Byerly are at risk. He can't in good conscience risk their safety for the sake of his own pride. ]

[protocol]

[ He knows how that feels -- or at least, he knows enough to hear it in his voice. Always the worst in the team, right? Always had to hold off whenever something really serious needed to be done . . .

Wash reaches over, closing a hand over Miles'. Squeezing firmly. ]

I'll do everything I can. [ And ah, hopefully not get captured to exacerbate their situation in the process. ]

[dendarii]

[ If you get captured, Wash, that won't end pretty. Not in the slightest. And not just because Miles will come the fuck after you.

He squeezes Wash's hand back. ]

More than that. I'm depending on you.

[protocol]

[ See, it also won't end pretty because he knows how much of a risk everything in his head is, and there is one foolproof way to ensure nothing in his head gets to the Cetangandans. He knows well enough to not mention that to Miles, though, because he's pretty sure Miles would not approve.

Regardless. It'd be the safest thing to do. And ideally, he just won't get captured, right. ]

Just me? [ A slight smile, tired. ] Let's not forget everyone else on that mission, you included.

[dendarii]

[ Do not even breathe a word of it to Miles. He's really, really tired of people close to him saying they'll kill themselves if Cetaganda gets ahold of them.

He pours himself another cup, downing it quickly. ]

You know the old man. He loves Sonia, he truly does, but his priorities must needs be elsewhere.

[protocol]

[ Fast-penta is legitimately horrifying to him, okay. If it was just plain torture, he'd endure it, but the idea of having all his secrets ripped out from him to an enemy, when he'd be the one handing them over in all the careful, meticulous detail that he always brings to things? That chills him more than the thought of any kind of physical torture could.

He pulls his hand away. The responsible friend part of him wants to tell him to hold off on the drink, but well. ]

I'm pretty sure I'm older than him, you know. [ Seriously he has no idea how old Piotr is and he understands why you call him that, but Wash always finds this. Kind of amusing. He's calmer now, despite everything, and a sigh, drumming his fingers against the table. ] But yes, I know. He's a general first.

If it helps, I don't think Byerly's life is in any actual danger, yet.

[dendarii]

[ Not tonight, dammit. He needs to drink if you're going to talk like that. He know how bad fast-penta is, but ... ]

Not the point. He'll always be the old man to me.

[ Too hard to shake; Piotr Vorkosigan is practically a monument, dammit. Even before he's Miles' grandfather. ]

He will be, though. In danger I mean. This will be our only chance for a while.

[protocol]

[ He won't breathe a word of it on his own, though he won't lie if it comes up. That said, he could probably be convinced away from it. He just. Really hates fast-penta. ]

They didn't kill any of us when we showed up out of the blue. Didn't kill York or Ratchet, even when they meant to escape.

[dendarii]

[ Miles just shakes his head sharply. ]

Byerly is a spy, Wash.

[protocol]

I don't think they kept them alive out of mercy.

Arrogance, maybe. Thinking they wouldn't be a threat as long as they knew who they were. But mostly because they were likely more useful to them alive, than dead. [ A sigh, lifting a hand to knead at his brow. He's just thinking, here, trying to work out what opportunities they might have, what they could do, what Byerly and Natasha could do from the inside. ] Byerly's smart enough to make himself seem useful, I think.

[dendarii]

[ One more sharp headshake. ]

No, Wash. Don't underestimate them. Byerly will not live long past his fast-penta if we can't get him out. Even if they don't kill him.

[protocol]

Not long, but. Enough to buy us some time, maybe . . .

[ He shakes his head even as he says it, leaning forward and propping his elbows up on his knees. He's stopped drinking, but he's still not in a great place, raking both hands through his hair with a slow breath. There's just only so much he can do, too, and. ]

He really should have let Natasha get captured, not him. [ He doesn't exactly sound angry about it, though. Just tired. It would have been the smarter decision, but he is still glad Byerly did this instead. ] She's going to sit in on her interrogation. Try to influence it.

[ Despite Wash's insistence that this might be a bad idea. ]