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For Barrayar mods ([personal profile] barrayarmods) wrote in [community profile] forbarrayar2017-05-20 11:24 am
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[ may ii log: we're a broken people living under loaded gun ]

Who: Everyone
What: Victory quickly curdles when the Cetagandans go nuclear -- literally.
When: May 18th - 31st
Where: the Barrayaran camp, the Cetagandan base, Riverfall Village
Warnings: TBD

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barrayar
The jubilant atmosphere in the Barrayaran camp doesn't die out, but it does shift back into the sense of intense focus on their next task, their exhilarating victory driving them forward. The attitudes toward the outsiders are gradually lightening -- the fact that two of them rescued Princess Sonia has gone a long way toward fostering good will. While Prince Yuri and Colonel Vorvolk are still staunch their position of mistrust, Dorca is now openly showing support for Piotr's decision, tipping the balance of politics among the top brass -- which always has a trickle-down effect. But it's a slow spread, and while some of the other soldiers have turned entirely grateful to the outsiders for their part in the attack, for most of them they're only just starting to tone down the hostility. But the shift in atmosphere, however gradual, is clear: the outsiders are starting to fall back into favor with the soldiers.

Vorvolk himself still remains unconvinced, and in the downtime between briefings, can be seen frequently in conference with Piotr, and they don't often look to be in agreement. The fact that the body of Falco Vorkalloner, one of the more vocal anti-outsider dissidents, was found dead shortly before the attack only throws things into hotter contest: although as far Lakshmi and Sisko, the ones to discover the body, reported to him, it appeared to be an accidental death. Colonel Vorvolk remains suspicious considering the timing, but a funeral for Vorkalloner complete with death offerings is held on the 19th. If one is positioned correctly in certain circles, too, one may overhear more talk about the increasingly tense succession politics – talk, say, about finding Yuri a new wife so he can produce another heir. Yuri, perhaps surprisingly, seems reluctant, and harshly bites off the subject every time it comes up.

Lapis has requested a note be delivered to Sonia through the villagers, and Sonia rushes to show it to Piotr. While the gene therapy trials weren't news – and subsequently dire conclusions could be drawn from it – any deals with Jackson's Whole are news, and dangerous at that. If the Cetagandans release the outsiders' gene complexes to the Jacksonians, they might as well be releasing them into the wild: there'll be no hope of permanently recovering them. Piotr is going to want the his handlers to pass on this information to their informants so that they can keep an eye out for any new developments or ways to sabotage the deal.

Scouts are sent to Vorkosigan Vashnoi to further coordinate their efforts with the civilian underground resistance in the city and move on to the next step in their plans to retaking the city. The attack on the base had been meant to force Zahal to withdraw some of his troops from the city, and it works – except that according to Barrayaran intelligence, by May 21st he has recalled the entire occupying force from Vorkosigan Vashnoi.

At approximately three o'clock in the morning on May 22nd, the night sky goes ablaze with a sudden flash of light. The sound of the explosion doesn't follow for another minute, but even at night, the mushroom cloud is clearly visible from the mountains. And even at night, given the vantage point, it's clear that this means only one thing: the Cetagandans have just bombed Vorkosigan Vashnoi.

There's nothing left of the city -- the Cetagandans went nuclear on it, obliterating the city and all its inhabitants and leaving nothing but an irradiated crater behind. Morale in the camp takes a sharp U-turn after the total destruction of the district's capital. Not only were they on the verge of successfully retaking the city, it's the capital of the district, and a symbol of hope for many of the soldiers, especially those from the district -- or it was, anyway. Now there's nothing left of it. Everything they've been working toward for the last few months, everything they've struggled toward -- simply gone.

The soldiers all react in different ways. Most of them are furious, angry like a wounded beast, despairing but only more determined to eliminate the Cetagandan threat to them. Many of them weep openly in grief or despair -- lost family and friends, a lost home -- and some are simply stunned into numbness at so dramatic an escalation. The Barrayarans are badly thrown, and they need to regroup before Cetagandan strikes again.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.

cetaganda
Thanks to the Barrayarans' extremely effective sabotage, there's no hope of getting the main or backup power generator back in operating oder until their next supply drop arrives with reinforcements -- still weeks away. Most of the base is without power, which also means no running water, no refrigeration, and no way of recharging their weapons' power packs. As much is being done by daylight as possible, including pre-preparing meals -- still a mix of MREs and fresh food, but especially the latter, as they have no way of keeping it from spoiling, but when they run out of fresh food from the Grow Labs, the base's denizens are stuck with MREs and rather unpalatable ration bars. Thankfully, the water treatment plant has a considerable buffer, so while they may not have running water, they do at least have some manually retrievable potable water for the time being. Hey folks, if you ever wondered what it's like for the Barrayarans roughin' it up out there in the mountains, here is a tiny fraction of what that's like.

On the night of the 20th, Diya is discovered dead. According to Sei, she was attacked and killed by Natasha -- for what exact reason, Sei cannot claim to know, but this clearly marks Natasha as a dangerous entity. Natasha flees the base that night in a hijacked groundcar, leaving no one to fast-penta and no witness but Sei and Ba Talim, and -- even though it would be an affront to suggest it -- haut and ba are immune to fast-penta. An elaborate but solemn funeral is held for Diya on the 21st. It's about what you've probably come to expect of Cetagandan functions, but the mood is distinctly different. There is still a lot of poetry reading. When not in uniform, Zahal now dresses in mourning colors.

The one building that does still have power is the building containing the medbay and gene labs, powered by the secondary backup generator that clearly exists for that express purpose: if all else fails, protect the interests of the Star Crèche. However, even with the base's population reduced, there are still thousands of people who need power, and Zahal is in a heated argument with the haut over redirecting power from the secondary backup generator to other vital base functions. The secondary backup generator does not possess the capacity to power the entire base, but some of its power could definitely be rerouted to select other areas. By May 21st, the barracks and mess have limited power -- just barely enough to get running water and the most basic of kitchen functions running. A little bit of power is rerouted to one of the undamaged research buildings for continued research on the Star Gate Project, since it's of nearly as much interest as the genetics research.

By May 21st, Zahal has recalled the entire occupying force from Vorkosigan Vashnoi. This means a couple thousand soldiers have now returned to the base, but they're still badly undermanned. Reinforcements are slated to arrive along with a supply drop at the start of next month, but until then, it's time to make do. Some of the repairs can at least be started manually, so any off-duty soldiers and willing and able bodies will be asked to lend a hand to start fixing up some of the base now that it's more cleaned up.

At approximately three o'clock in the morning on May 22nd, the night sky goes ablaze with a sudden flash of light. The sound of the explosion doesn't follow for another minute, but even at night, the mushroom cloud is clearly visible from the upper perimeter of the base. And even if you don't have the vantage point to see it for yourself, it doesn't take long for word to get around: the Cetagandans have just bombed Vorkosigan Vashnoi.

Apparently Zahal was able to pull together enough resources to drop a nuclear bomb on the city, utterly destroying it and everyone in it. Judging by the surprise of the rank and file, this was not a long-planned maneuver, but a direct response to the Barrayarans' attack. It isn't the sort of measure they're supposed to resort to so quickly -- the city itself is a valuable resource, and it gave them leverage -- but Zahal is furious.

Between Diya's sudden death and the bombing, the atmosphere around the base is suddenly tense and uneasy. While the Cetagandans have hardly felt threatened by the exotics, after Natasha's supposed recent actions, there's a growing mistrust. The victory might go to the Cetagandans, but it doesn't really feel like it.

The unabridged mission results can be found here.
shri: (» we will never be bought or sold)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-01 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ She grunts most unpleasantly with that thought. ]

They would settle in just as most men I know.

[ - Prattish, selfish Lords that were full of their own self-importance? It's all too familiar a situation. ]

If they were not called mad, of course.
latkje: ('you might make the sun blush')

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-02 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well, "mad" and "foreign" are often used as synonyms. [ This was almost universally true, in his own experience. One of those comforting, uncomfortable constants. He's spent a lot of time being foreign.

He fidgets, a little, kicking up dirt on the ground. ]
shri: (» the colours disappear)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-02 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She barks bitter laughter to that. ] I am well versed in those terms. [ The joy of reading English so many years later meant she became fairly acquainted with the wealth of titles the pamphleteers had given her. ] Well, at least our mad foreignness here ought to lighten their disposition to us. I was thinking this would make a fine gift for Emperor Dorca.

[ The long sort of game, to get what they need in return. Even if that was just some measure of peace. ]
latkje: (xv.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-02 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He nods. ] If you can't be trusted, be indispensable. [ He sounds like he's quoting one of his father's maxims. He isn't, but that's what it sounds like. ]

How would you approach him?

[ He puts a finger to his chin and squints a little. His thinking face. ]
shri: (» but nothing ever hits home)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-04 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ A wise enough maxim. ]

Well - [ her head tilts, looking over it again. ] By virtue of being his equal, I suppose, any which way I wish. It is how I have done it thus far.
latkje: (lxlii.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-04 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
And he respects that— direct talk? [ He makes a bit of a face, as he considers. ] That's not the strongest part of my vocabulary. I guess I could pretend to be royalty, though. My wife says I'm great at putting on airs.
shri: (» and if that's true)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-04 11:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ A shrug ] I only know what I wished in his position and it is how I approached him myself when they sought to humiliate me.

[ Make her serve their Emperor like she was just as a servant, a nothing and nobody. It isn't the sort of thing that she took offence with, regardless, but more bothered that they would try. ]
latkje: (xxxvi.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-04 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Brightly: ] I don't mind humiliation. [ But then he shakes his head. ] It's a little hard to be taken seriously when you're groveling, though.

So: how would you wish to be approached, milady?
shri: (» now they whisper it)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-05 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ A shrug, that answer is plain. ]

With as open an intention as is possible, with neither flattery nor insult in excess.
latkje: (xxxvi.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-05 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Different cultures have different ideas about excess. How do they bow in your country? [ He takes a step forward. ]

In my country, we kneel, one knee to the ground. [ He doesn't demonstrate. ] In Zexen, they only bow their heads. To suggest anyone is low enough to kneel is an insult. I can't even imagine how they do things in Cetaganda.
shri: (» in their eyes it shows)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-06 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[ She looks at him and - ah, well. ] We touch the feet of the person of higher rank, or simply -

[ she turns her head towards him, her fingers lifting to cup against her forehead as her head bows. ] - like this.
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[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-06 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I've never seen that before. [ He smiles, then turns back toward the blackened stump, and something else beyond it. ]

I like this more than fighting. [ It sounds like that should be obvious, but in his experience, it's not. Some people are happiest on the battlefield. And some people aren't, but pretend to be.]
shri: (» i'm done with it)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-07 01:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps you have not ventured far enough. [ Though it's not meanly said, though she's a little used to being the odd man out - in most regards. ]

Do you? The working or the chatter? [ Or the mix of both, a dryness even so. ]
latkje: (Default)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-08 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ He grins, not offended. ] I've been pretty far. [ This isn't even his first interdimensional rodeo, though he wouldn't know to call it that. ] Far enough to feel small, at least, which is the distance travel is supposed to take you. If you're a philosopher.

[ And, in response to her second question: ] People tell me I talk to much. I've never believed it.
shri: (» everyone knows I'm going to hell)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-12 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Laughs, along however more quietly along with. She's easy company, at least sometimes. ]

I'll take the work if it's all the same to you, talking is well and fine, but I know the purpose of my hands far better.
latkje: (lxi.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-12 09:21 am (UTC)(link)
A boon and a burden, that. That's the advantage of talk: you don't have to know what you mean to find some kind of meaning.

[ Of course, he usually does know what he means. ]
shri: (» so we pull our feet through)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-12 10:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ Good lord, what a nightmare of a courtier he would make. Her nose scrunches, and waves her hand to shoo that idea away. ]

You can keep that, I rather have a sword in hand and sat upon a horse.
latkje: (lxlvii.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-12 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He winces, having hurt his ankle earlier trying to gather up the horses. ]

Philosophical differences, then. I prefer to keep both feet on the ground.
shri: (» i know my way through the night)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-14 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ She barks once and quick with laughter. ]

Keep your ground, I know where I am happiest.
latkje: (lviii.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-14 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
With something large between your legs, huh? [ He pauses to consider, tilting his head, squinting. So much for his pious innocence. ] I suppose milady might prefer to ride side-saddle.
shri: (» we said our dreams will carry us)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-14 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ She expects that sort of talk from -- Byerly, the brothel girls, what she had heard of Lafayette. But Nash? She chokes a little, before she recovers, shaking her head. ]

And relinquish my control of the beast? Oh no, never that.
latkje: (xli.)

[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-14 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ The only reason he hasn't been grossly inappropriate is because he didn't think it would phase her much. ]

It's typical of royalty to believe things are always best controlled from the top.
shri: (» sparking up my heart)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-14 11:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ She hums, doesn't mind the crassness, oh no. brothel chatter certainly ruined it. Knew he wouldn't baulk like... well, her dear sweet Miles was a gentleman through and through to her, in his expectation of her.

Pity, she didn't make a very good lady anymore.
]

Oh no, not believed. I know. You see, you would not know my reputation. I tend all my horses with care, control, kindness. I am one of the best horsewomen in all - India. I need not even hold their reigns, often times, on a good enough animal, they long to walk without even my direction. They go out of their way to please me.
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[personal profile] latkje 2017-06-14 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
The finest horsewoman in all India? [ It was a nice name. He'd never heard of it, of course. Perhaps it was warmer in India, and there were fewer mountains. Likely so, if they prized riding. ]

Some people can't tell if they're leading the horse without using the reigns.
shri: (» to your door)

[personal profile] shri 2017-06-15 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Her smile is all sharp. ] Or the most reckless, depending who you talk to.

[ Certainly one in the same. ]

Often my hands are busy, so I prefer to train my horses well to know me as well as I know them.

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