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For Barrayar mods ([personal profile] barrayarmods) wrote in [community profile] forbarrayar2017-05-03 07:28 pm

[ may i log: the good fight ]

Who: Everyone
What: The culmination of months of planning and suffering finally comes to bear as the Barrayarans launch their debilitating attack on the Cetagandan base. Politics, as always, go sight unseen but felt everywhere.
When: May 1st - 18th
Where: the Barrayaran camp, the Cetagandan base, Riverfall Village
Warnings: TBD

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

TIMELINE
5/5 Eavesdropping
5/7 Hacking
5/11 Mystery Plot
5/15 Attack on the Cetagandan base


riverfall
The village is finally starting to get back on its feet after a few blessedly uneventful weeks. Other than the routine Cetagandan patrols, there hasn't been much activity in the village, and no new strife. The villagers merely continue their rebuilding efforts and tend to their fields, and they'll still gladly accept any help offered by outsiders.

With the village down nearly half its population, there's room to grow, even after last month's fight destroyed some of the homes, so Speaker Gura has been taking in refugees from other nearby hill villages – about ten refugees have moved to settle anew in Riverfall in the last few weeks.

barrayar
The time to strike is now.

All three camps are preoccupied with preparations for the attack on the 15th: as far as Barrayaran intelligence knows, no reinforcements are on their way to the Cetagandan base, and the guerrillas need to strike while the Cetagandans are still down nearly half their forces. It's the only shot they have at forcing the occupying troops to leave Vorkosigan Vashnoi and give them a chance at retaking the city – and they're not throwing away this shot, because they might not get another one.

The political unease surrounding Dorca and Yuri is a quieter tension, plaguing only those politically savvy (or well-positioned) enough to understand the situation, but if you're paying close enough attention to the moody Crown Prince, you'll note that Yuri's primary concern isn't the outsiders, but something much closer to home. He's never been a particularly warm man by anyone's account, but lately he's especially given to foul moods, and only part of it is grief for his most recently deceased son.

All further attempts at hostage negotiation from Zahal have been as curtly denied as the first, and just about as politely. Incorporating a rescue plan into their attack strategy wasn't exactly easy, but they won't get another shot than this at rescuing Princess Sonia – or Byerly, whose cover as a spy was recently blown during a failed attempt at smuggling Sonia out of the base. On the 15th, the Barrayarans prepare for war, some donning Cetagandan uniforms and face paint, others swiping mud over their faces to better camouflage themselves in the dark.

And the attack is a success. There's no real such thing as acceptable loss, but the top brass consider the 70 lives spent on the attack a fair cost for what they got: almost destroying the immediate Cetagandan power supply and the return of their Princess. Plus Byerly. The mood lightens considerably, but there is no rest in war, and just as soon as they take their next victory, Piotr, Dorca and Yuri are already planning the next move: finally retaking Vorkosigan Vashnoi.

camp
All three camps are heavily preparing, officers running drills nearly around the clock, quartermasters taking inventory and making sure every piece of equipment is clean and in working order, medical officers and techs preparing the sickbay tent as best they can for the inevitable injured who will return.

But despite the impending mission, tensions are still rising within the army – while top brass is vocally discouraging the fights that have broken out, it hasn't put a complete stop to them, and no one has openly endorsed the outsiders except for Piotr Vorkosigan. Vorvolk and Yuri are both still staunchly in the skeptic camp at best, but Dorca does not seem to have passed a final judgment on the outsiders before the attack. Perhaps he's merely biding his time, because for all the dissent about the outsiders, the Emperor hasn't barred Piotr from letting them participate in critical missions.

The soldiers make enough noise about it on their own. They're especially tetchy about the outsiders who crossed over from the Cetagandan side – they're as good as spies, as far as some of the soldiers are concerned. But even worse is letting Duv Galeni, a Komarran, not only remain in camp and feed on their resources, but actively participate in missions. For the most part, the soldiers in camp who have known the outsiders from the start and have befriended them are sticking with them, but the half of Piotr's army that was with Vorvolk after the split when the location of their last camp was discovered by the Cetagandans are nearly as suspicious as the Vorbarra battalion. Hostility towards Duv and those who escaped from the Cetagandan camp is especially severe, and it's no secret that some of them would prefer the outsiders dead rather than taking up space and resources in their army, though no one has been so bold as to actually make any attempts. Falco Vorkalloner, one of the Rangers who had been in Vorvolk's half of the army, hasn't been afraid to make his voice heard, though. He's even been heard saying that he thinks someone ought to make an example out of the Komarran and demonstrate just what they think of those who would side with the Cetagandans.

After the attack, the atmosphere of the camp is noticeably changed – the return of the Princess as well as what can only be considered a resounding victory for the Barrayarans has led to a jubilant and triumphant environment. And with Barrayarans, all celebration comes with a whole lot of drinking. Wine, vodka and maple mead are passed around aplenty in the nights and days following the attack, as soldiers burn offerings for their dead comrades and trade stories of action.

The tension with the outsiders begins to lessen after this victory, too. The fact that two outsiders, Wash and Lucy, are responsible for the Princess's rescue goes a long way toward relations between the outsiders and the rest of the army, and after the attack, Dorca gives the outsiders his endorsement as comrades to be trusted and honorary warriors fighting alongside them. Of course, this doesn't mean all hostility and tension merely dissipates – there are still plenty of soldiers like the now-deceased Falco who still think the outsiders are a threat and a parasitic presence. But things do start to lighten up a little after this victory...finally.

missions
General Piotr Vorkosigan himself leads the attack on the Cetagandan base, and Yuri leads his own contingent. Although there are some hitches getting in undetected, their plans to disable base security are overall successful, as is their sabotage of the power supply generators and Sonia and Byerly's rescue.

Meanwhile, Lakshmi and Sisko have found Falco Vorkalloner's dead body, and while it looks like an accident, it also looks like someone might have taken care to make sure it looked like one.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.

cetaganda
The social relief brought by the flower-viewing party quickly fades, and tension settles back over the Cetagandan base, underlined by Zahal's frustration with Piotr's flat-out refusal to meet his demands, or even so much as discuss them. He's sent more than one political ransom demand since Dorca's arrival, too, but to no effect. Given the recent guerrilla activity in Vorkosigan Vashnoi, he knows Piotr must be planning something, but with no informants left in the Barrayaran army, his intelligence is dry, and the investigations into weapons smuggling were ultimately fruitless. All known civilian resistance cells seem to have scattered and disappeared, their bases of operation boarded up or burned down. All he can do is concentrate as many troops as he can afford on the city's occupation, though he doesn't leave the base totally unmanned. But he does add another thousand troops to the occupying force in Vorkosigan Vashnoi in the week before the attack on the base.

Not everyone is being sent over, though, and the transfer doesn't make for as smooth a cover as one might hope. Gail is caught on an unauthorized trip to the city while off duty, and you might hear -- or overhear -- the dressing-down he gets from his commanding officer for it. He doesn't appear to have a ready excuse for it -- at least, not one that doesn't sound flimsy as hell.

Military matters affect those of the Star Crèche, however, and Zahal's frustration does not touch that sphere. Not that it isn't without its own tensions -- anyone who spends enough time with Diya and Sei (and Ba Talim, for that matter) will feel the rising tensions between them, though their origins are as obscure as the haut always are. The Star Gate Project, now officially under the jurisdiction of the Star Crèche, continues on with Micah at the lead, although they haven't for a moment forgotten that they are a prisoner here, or where their true loyalties lie.

After the attack, Zahal's fury reaches a boiling point, and since the Barrayarans did so much infrastructural damage, the consequences of military matters finally reach Diya and Sei, rankling them, too. The power shortage and damage to the science/medical complex has put a serious damper on Star Gate research, although as far as anyone is aware, the gene therapy trials and other related Star Crèche research goes on unimpeded, thanks to the successful protection of the secondary backup generator, which seems to exist only to power the medbay and gene labs. But since power is a hot commodity right now, Zahal is going to start pushing to reroute some of that power to what the haut would probably deem as lower priority needs.

base
The mood around the base is restless, Zahal's frustration trickling down into tensions among his officers and seeping into the very atmosphere. They're hardly prepared for the attack that comes because they don't even know what to expect. The soldiers all seem on edge, nervous, a little tetchy, particularly after Tarn's altercation with Diya and Natasha, and then the failed attempt to smuggle out the Princess -- but that did, at least, lead to the outing of Byerly Vorrutyer as a spy among the Cetagandans, confirming some suspicions held by the higher brass in Cetagandan intelligence. About the only comfort, if one can call it that, in all this tension is Byerly's summary fast-penta interrogation.

The gene therapy trials, despite some...trials, continue, and with much greater success than last month. Sei and Diya are as impassive as ever, but even so, there's a tangible undercurrent of mixed relief and triumph. Micahworks as feverishly as ever on the Star Gate Project with the aid and oversight of the military's scientific division and the exotics working as lab assistants. The satellite launch has proven to be a highly productive venture -- it's yielding data they couldn't have gathered otherwise, which is proving to be critical, and Micah spends time having Kaidan, Symmetra and Pearl put through another series of brain scans and consulting the neurology team as they study the results.

Although Sei is never seen outside of her force bubble, and doesn't actually travel around the base all that much, her presence seems to dominate the more civilian areas of the base, overshadowing even Diya -- although Diya is considerably less visible around the base after her altercation with Tarn. Amai is, of course, somehow seen just about everywhere, a constant social and professional presence that refuses to let anyone forget she's there. But after the 5th, she seems to be troubled -- she's far less impassive than the haut, and her anxiety and discomfort are much easier to see.

After the attack, Diya seems somewhat shaken -- it's almost impossible to tell how Sei is affected, but with facilities down, audits are being done on all existing projects to determine what's important enough to remain active while they have limited power. The base isn't quite in a shambles, but there's a lot of damage -- while the Barrayarans personally only carry swords and bows, they clearly have no issue with taking the Cetagandans' plasma arcs to wreak havoc at home -- and the atmosphere is overall demoralized. Sending more troops to Vorkosigan Vashnoi was clearly the wrong move, and it's a bitter pill to swallow, but Zahal begins to recall troops from the city in small waves to help better man the base, knowing full well that this must have been what Piotr intended.

missions
A few interesting tidbits are overheard in the dark of night, and Amai finds herself in the uniquely uncomfortable position of holding Diya's dark secret in one hand, and Sei's in the other -- and Ba Talim seems to know something, though it isn't clear what. And some creative hacking turns up some unexpected dirt on Sei that makes Diya's illicit ba experiments look like mere misdemeanors.

Despite the best efforts of the soldiers and the exotics and the fact that, even undermanned, they still outnumber the guerrillas by a landslide, the base is still overrun by Barrayarans and their attack is successful. The main and backup power generators are totally disabled for the time being, and it's unclear how long it will be before full power is restored to the base.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.

Note: Gavalas, Olivia, Zahal, Diya, and Sei & Ba Talim are available for threads on request. Hit up Madi (Gavalas, Diya, Sei & Ba Talim) or Ammay (Olivia & Zahal) if you'd like threads with these characters!
asklepian: (pic#7155022)

[personal profile] asklepian 2017-05-22 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
[He slowly resumes bandaging himself up.]

No one near the generators really gave me a chance to speak up for myself. Though I did aim for nonvital areas.

[He says sheepishly. He really would have rather not gotten involved in the first place, but being stuck in the heat of it meant people were shooting first and asking questions never. The Prime Directive does make exceptions for self-defense.]

Well, at least we know if we end up having to make a run for it there's two people in the other camp that won't shoot us on sight.

durango: (proud)

[personal profile] durango 2017-05-22 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
I've refused the gene therapy or any further neurological testing but the others..

[The ever present knot of fear seems only to be growing. But there is anger and determination here as well.]

I have to find a way to stop it.
durango: (realization)

[personal profile] durango 2017-05-22 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head.]

We can't leave. There's the Star Gate research but what's more -

[She takes hold of his arm, stopping his actions so he will look at her.]

Julian, someone is selling our genetic material - to a planet that doesn't sound all that different from the Orion Syndicate, in reputation.
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[personal profile] asklepian 2017-05-22 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[And look at her he does--even though he wishes after she spoke that it was literally anything else, judging from the fact that he curses viciously, if quietly, under his breath and looks genuinely alarmed, if not even afraid, just for a moment before his expression locks down into carefully neutral.]

All of us? What did you hear?

[The Cetagandans getting their hands on the genes for her empathy would be bad enough, but what if they managed to reverse-engineer what the scientists on Adigeon Prime had done to him? He knew of the gene trials, having his own altered DNA as a template, a successful pattern to follow, could only make it worse.]
komarran: (nevermind still awful)

[personal profile] komarran 2017-05-22 04:22 am (UTC)(link)
Possibly, [ he says, frowning. ] What exactly do you intend to do when it happens?
shri: (» forever singing)

[personal profile] shri 2017-05-22 09:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ For now, she's set on asking her questions and digging for information. Her feet shifting against the regrowing ground now that winter was receding. The grass bright and green. ]

He will cause quite the opposite effect if he elects to do that again. Bodies always beget more of the damn things.
shri: (» and the scars that mark my body)

[personal profile] shri 2017-05-22 09:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Definitely that, if I had to think too long on it."

Which she so clearly is. She rocks her weight back to balance herself better, her leg extending to keep herself upright, the dig of her heel into the newly thawed ground, head tilting back and up to look around. The gold swinging at her ears in pendulum motion. Frowning in her observance. Points up a little further above them along the circling round path. "Shall we talk a stroll?"

Up there, to that well placed ledge.
dendarii: (frail bones)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-22 10:50 am (UTC)(link)
Please. We'll help. I - I shudder to think of our genes in their hands.

[ Worse than Cetaganda, so much worse. A disaster of unmitigated proportions. His future will definitely be unrecognizable as a result if that happens... ]
dendarii: (no shit)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-22 10:52 am (UTC)(link)
Anything I can. Make Piotr withdraw, evacuate the city. Or do it myself.
sparkwhisperer: (human 6)

[personal profile] sparkwhisperer 2017-05-22 01:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Truth be told, Tarn doesn't know that many secret Cetagandan plans. Nervousness flits over his face as the knife turns, leaving a shallow cut as it digs into his skin. Millennia of wearing a mask over his face has left his rather open with his expressions. He'll need to try harder keep his true feelings from broadcasting for all to see on his face. But, it will take time and practice. Something Tarn doesn't have the luxury of right now.

His eyes widen slightly as he tries to shift away from the blade. Curse this delicate organic body...

"Not interested are you? I'm afraid I don't know much. You have your precious princess back, so anything that I could share on that topic is useless now. All I really know is what I've heard rumor of around the base. Progress on the Star Gate, Shady Cetagandan biogenetics..."

Tarn's mouth twitches into a frown. How is he going to get out of this?

"But, I could perhaps be convinced to find more information for you."
vorbratta: (to know what it means)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Sonia gives him a funny look, though not altogether an unhappy one, and she smiles slightly. "You think I'm witty, do you?"
vorbratta: (why not show 'em your stuff)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Sonia watches the water clone, and her eyes flick up to Lapis's with just a slight nod. "Right," she says, a little shortly, but she trusts Lapis will catch onto the slight theatrics. She can't look happy about that answer. "Of course. A favor for a favor."
vorbratta: (stick your head up)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"It isn't about blame, Miles." Sonia sniffs a little, not crying, but her voice is slightly thick. Oh, the maple mead will be a welcome relief. "It doesn't matter whose fault it is. That doesn't change the fact that they know. I don't...know how safe you'll be."
vorbratta: (to know what it means)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"You were helping the villagers rebuild their homes?" The usual Tucker flippancy gets a laugh out of Sonia, but mostly she just looks at him with gratitude and warmth, a smile lighting up her eyes. She'd seen some of the damage before Tarn had stunned her and stolen her away, and it'd weighed hard on her guilty conscience along with all the casualties -- especially now that she knows there's no way she'll be allowed to visit the village again. She positively beams at him. "I'm sure they were very grateful, even if you did, er...drop right in. I'm glad you weren't hurt any worse."

A fall like that could have been fatal if he'd landed the wrong way, but Tucker seems...pretty resilient. And uncomfortable, at the moment. Sonia slides off the low cot to kneel beside it, gently guiding him to move with a hand on his shoulder. "Here, you should lie down properly. I'm sure the bruising is still tender."
vorbratta: (stick my head up)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Sonia laughs, kicking her feet idly. "I'm not surprised. Tucker never has struck me as the sit around and wait type." She cocks her head up at Wash, her hair falling over one shoulder, eyebrows quirked up. "Neither have you."
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[personal profile] genaesthetics 2017-05-22 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Indeed," Sei murmurs through the force screen. With her face hidden and her voice slightly distorted, it's hard to tell if she's being polite, or if there really is a bit of a drawl to her voice. "Such public displays of violence, particularly against a woman who once belonged to the haut, are not tolerated. Your punishment would have been considerably more severe if not for your unique diplomatic status."

There is a moment of silent consideration from the iridescent bubble hovering gently before Tarn. "And what is your case?"
vorrutyer: (haughty (and smug))

[personal profile] vorrutyer 2017-05-22 04:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"Do you think I'd be hanging about you if I didn't?" He shrugs easily. "You're not an assignment, and I'm not all that impressed with the Vorbarra name. And I can get free alcohol from other sources. The only remaining conclusion is...?"
vorbratta: (this is serious)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 05:08 pm (UTC)(link)
That small smile brightens and she beams at him, eyes shining and yes, she's drunk, but there's nothing insincere about it. She picks up the fresh bottle of mead, turning it in her hands, and cocks her head at him.

"See?" Her voice is giddy as she holds the bottle out for him. "You do me great service, Byerly."
protocol: (► my boyfriend and i discovered the code)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-22 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. In some ways, yes, but in other ways, very much the opposite. Wash is cautious, sometimes overly so, plans meticulously and carefully, but when something he cares about is really on the line, sometimes he can't help but just. Act. He shrugs, a little sheepish.

"Sometimes." A smile, and then a quiet, slightly tired sigh. "Someone had to be, though."

If there'd been anyone else, Wash might've been the one trying to sneak out with Tucker and Miles and whoever else he could get. But there wasn't, and assuming responsibility is comes so naturally to him, now. Holding everyone back had been -- challenging, and thank god that's over with now.
dendarii: (eidetics 72)

[personal profile] dendarii 2017-05-22 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Fortunately they're upon the stash now; he reaches down and pull the bottle out of the little hollow in the tree he'd chosen.

"Did they seem interested in tracking me down?" he asks, his voice quiet. It would be bad if Cetaganda got ahold of him, though he suspects fast-pentaing him will be mostly useless. Thanks to his brain chemistry.

In the meantime - he holds out the bottle to her.
vorrutyer: (world-weary (and smug))

[personal profile] vorrutyer 2017-05-22 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
His smile twists a little as he takes the bottle from her. He salutes her with it.

"And a fine pet I shall make," he says. "Continue rewarding me with treats, and I'll continue doing tricks." He sighs a moment later, and shakes his head, dismissing the bitterness of that. Not that he takes back the sentiment - hah, absolutely not - but he feels bad about harshing her buzz, as it were. "It doesn't matter. Don't worry about me, Sonia."
vorrutyer: (haughty (and smug))

[personal profile] vorrutyer 2017-05-22 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's a pause while By studies his nails. Then: ]

You're welcome to hurt me, if it'll help you. Or even if you just want to. Not sexually; that isn't another come-on. Just if you'd like.
protocol: (Default)

[personal profile] protocol 2017-05-22 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That maybe should surprise him, but it -- actually doesn't. He just watches him, for a moment. Studying, searching for something. ]

That how you got Natasha?

[ Though from what he understands that was more of a come-on, anyway. It's not exactly a deflective answer. He's just. Thinking. ]
vorbratta: (stick my head up)

[personal profile] vorbratta 2017-05-22 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know that those aren't magic words, right?" Sonia waves her fingers at him. "You're my friend, and I'll worry about you as much as I please. And it does matter to me." She leans back against the rock and gives him an oddly penetrating look for a girl so drunk. "I meant what I said before. About service, I mean. I refuse to believe you've outlived your usefulness, because it's patently untrue. And I know you want to serve. You just don't see how you can. You have some nasty blind spots, Byerly."

As so neatly demonstrated by their talk about con artistry. Sonia stretches her arms over her head, arching her back until she feels a satisfying little pop, and lets out a satisfied sigh. "If Count Piotr asked you to fight in his army, would you?"
vorrutyer: (punchable eyebrow)

[personal profile] vorrutyer 2017-05-22 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, did I get her? I hadn't realized. That's good to hear.

[ Answer: yes. Byerly, after all, is good at his job because he seduces - but seduction is actually only sometimes sexual for him. He functions by getting people what they want. Serving as a supplier of drugs and alcohol, introducing them to people they want to know, getting them invited to exclusive parties, sometimes even just keeping them company when they're lonely. For Wash, well - it sounds like what he needs, what he wants, what he desires, what will earn a stripe of loyalty, is indulging and normalizing that sadistic streak. Bringing him pleasure. ]