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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!
protocol: (► mr president i want a man from you)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-04 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
I -- don't know. Not happy, anyway.

[ He did make a promise, and he does feel like he owes Miles a little more explanation, but even brushing up against it makes him uneasy in a way that's probably noticeable. It's different from how uncomfortable he'd been around Epsilon, not anger or bitterness. Something, ah. Sadder. ]

You might have to be patient with me. It's -- [ Difficult. But he's shared difficult things with him before. He shakes his head a little, forces himself to relax. ] It'll be fine.

What'd you remember of what I told you, about smart AI?
dendarii: (solpadeine26)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-04 01:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ He feels a bit guilty about it, but ... well, curiosity over all else. He can't help but ask. ]

Take your time, then. I can wait.

[ He takes another long sip of his water. ]

That it's made from a person. By burning out their neural pathways, more specifically.
protocol: (► mr president i want a man from you)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-04 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's more than familiar enough with Miles' curiosity by now, knows better than to dangle something in front of him if he didn't want it asked about. He's counting on it, if anything. It'll help push him through it. All things considered it's not awful, certainly not more traumatic than torture, and yet

A nod. ]
More or less.

But it's made from a person, yes? By creating a map based off an existing someone's personality. Which means the resulting AI ends up being -- not identical, but definitely based on the donor.
dendarii: (exercise)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-04 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Sort of like a reverse clone, then.
protocol: (► i wish that i knew the method swimming)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-04 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ Close enough. He nods. ]

They often retain some personality traits. Most definitely memories. [ And almost abruptly switching track here, but they're related, of course. A breath. ] I told you before I've not done anything romantic. That's not -- entirely true. I've tried a few times, when I was younger, nothing that ever really stayed.

But the Alpha -- who he was based on. [ He won't say who, he can't. ] There was someone, for him.
dendarii: (solpadeine129)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-04 10:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ Miles' eyes widen at the implication. ]

And Epsilon remembered that person?
protocol: (► to beat hungary!)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-04 10:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ A nod. And so, in turn, does Wash.

He doesn't love her. He never knew her. But god, what a strange thing it is to feel everything it is to love a person except the love itself. And more than that, was how much it hurt to lose her. Wash has to close his eyes, pressing a hand to his temples. If it almost looks like this is causing him actual physical pain, that's because it is. ]


She died, during the war. [ He's forcing his thoughts away from her name. Years of practiced control -- his voice actually breaks a little here. ] And god, Miles, he loved her.
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.
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. ]
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: (► 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. ]
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[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-05 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ That just sounds like hell. Sounds like it had been hell, in fact. Miles may not have met his wife yet, but he can imagine many people he would tear himself apart trying to save. Hell, the mission on Dagoola IV haunts him for that very reason. He can't imagine the person falling out of the shuttle being the love of his life ...

A shudder goes through him. He has to swallow thickly just to come back to himself. ]


I'd be mad by the end. Completely.
protocol: (► ladderpoints is now upon us)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-05 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ And Wash was driven mad. He just got better. Mostly. Miles had wanted to know what he dreamt of, and well, he knows now. Most often it's this, the worst of the torture, screaming for Allison and desperately begging for one more chance, he'll do it this time, he'll get it right this time, he swears, he just needs more time, just -- He just nods, lifting a hand to curve over one of Miles' wrists. ]

That's why they did it, after all. But they got the idea from the Alpha himself -- before they did anything he spontaneously fragmented, all on his own. He loved her, couldn't let go of her, and that was strong enough for even the AI construct to create a version of her. A memory of her.

[ Then they realized they could create more. A slight shudder, his eyes falling shut again. ]

I'm not in love with her. I never met her. [ Though he did meet -- a version, of her. ] But I still feel -- all of it. What it felt like to love her that deeply. What it felt like to lose her.
Edited 2017-05-05 02:12 (UTC)
dendarii: (solpadeine30)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-06 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Now he knows. And worse, now he understands. How ridiculously, terribly hideous Wash's mental state had really become ... He can't imagine making it through, himself. ]

A memory of her ... Then she became another AI?

[ Easy enough to connect that line, even as he shudders to think of the entire hideous operation. ]

Love her, then lose her repeatedly. My god.
protocol: (► my boyfriend and i discovered the code)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-06 12:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Most nights, if not every night, he loses her again. Someone he never knew and never met but by god if it doesn't hurt all the same. It's numbed after all these years, but only through practice and sheer determination, learning to twist his own thoughts apart from Epsilon's, and sometimes, still. Remembering this hurts because it's just so close to it, because it comes so close to remembering the actual pain of literally tearing himself apart. But he's fine, for now. As long as he doesn't think of her name.

A nod, his fingers tightening slightly over Miles' wrist, turning his face against one of those hands on either side of him. He'll take the comfort, he doesn't need it just yet, but. ]


Beta. [ Just as a means of confirmation. Yes, the memory of her had become an AI all its own. ] Even if I never knew her, it still feels like I did.
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[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-06 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He keeps his hands there. Gently thumbing the pads of his fingers over Wash's cheekbones. ]

There's no difference, really. Memory is all in the mind to begin with.
protocol: (► we do not come from money)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-06 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A slight shake of his head, again, his hand squeezing lightly over his wrist as he guides one of Miles' hands away from his face. He keeps hold of his hand by the wrist, gentle, stroking a thumb over the backs of his knuckles. ]

There is a difference. [ That difference is the only thing that keeps him sane. ] It just took a lot of time. Learning to separate Epsilon's thoughts from my own.
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[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-06 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He permits it, letting his hand drop along with Wash's. ]

... Mm. You remind me of Simon Illyan. My namesake. He has a chip in his head that gives him an artificial eidetic memory.
protocol: (► once you have a soul)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-06 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ An instinctive moment when he just tenses, his breath catching sharply against Miles' other hand, where he's still leaning a little against his palm -- but he relaxes. A commander's neural interface would do some of the same, right? ]

It is useful. [ It's the part about other people's memories that ruined him, not his memory itself. ] Not as fun as it sounds, though.
dendarii: (sawed-off maniac)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-07 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ He stills, then, keeping his hands there. ]

I imagine not. Simon has never had a lover, as far as I know. Likely because of the chip.
protocol: (► once you have a soul)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-07 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Were there any side effects to it?
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[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-07 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Of course. Starting with being an operation with a one in ten survival rate to begin with.
protocol: (Default)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-07 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Eurgh. ]

And it was voluntary, I hope.

What else?
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[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-07 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ A slight grimace. ]

Minimally, yes. Future Emperor Ezar sponsored the procedure. Wanted a spy he could replay footage from. An organic camera.
protocol: (► and who is the rabbit)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-07 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ugh. Wash's response to that is obvious, anger and revulsion both, ends up with him pulling away from Miles' hand against his cheek, though his other hand stays curved over his narrow wrist. ]

Wonderful use for a person. [ If Freelancer had ever found out how much he knew, how much he could remember, if they ever found a way to tap into that. God. ] Did you know him well?

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