Datunda, 19 Yelona, 12731 T
1008:08:19 RR
approx 16:00 standard time
arrival at Jaemus via Myto's Arrow hyperspace lane
I managed Cadmus's pain while KitKat and Omitron jointly performed cyberware extraction surgery. Almon watched closely, which meant once the pirate attack progressed to "small boarding party units have clinked onto the hull", Almon had observed enough of how Control Another's Pain works to try it out himself. I pass to him the work of managing Cadmus's pain.
The boarding party would have been 2 Battle Droids and 2 humans. They did not find joy in the message on my datapadd screen, while they entered our aft starboard airlock, that "The fuzz has arrived." They flail and flee -- probably directly into BoSS's catchnet.
Zam Ello suits up to step outside and check whether the pirates left anything behind, or attached anything to our hull. He comes back with an abandoned datapad, still unlocked. It has plans on it for the Gear Grinders and their "Volunteer Tax Assessor" scam, including months of activity and three separate intercept points for incoming merchant traffic.
Once we land, Zam is going to turn that over to BoSS and collect the tipster's reward.
Port Vartek. In the market just past the landing area:
A Black Sun spotter is in the doorway of a restaurant. He makes a point of surveying and writing notes on everything except us. He then turns and goes indoors.
Zaye spots a Black Sun sniper atop a roof, "birdwatching". She theorizes that they guard the perimeter of a specific building.
When I move into position to be ready for conflict, three of the municipal guard in kitbashed CT armor deviate to head directly toward me. Two are not clones, but one definitely is -- and in fact, his body language and walking cadence change to match how Hicks is currently moving.
Proctor Aeliss Preva approaches Lord Danar Vorpadaran to discuss his arranged betrothal to a non-Heir peer in House Vortrifrani, as was set in Countess Vorpadaran's dowry. She pretends that Yosha does not exist for the first several exchanges of the conversation.
Improbable women are frequently worth knowing.
-- Proctor Aeliss Preva, about Yosha Nolzi
She then uses the Voice to command Danar to tell her his fiancée's name. When he resists, Proctor Preva turns part of her attention to Yosha. The Proctor says,
The Sisterhood is very interested in you
Danar goes full Stuffy High Vor Being Affronted By Low Class Manners. Proctor Preva matches surly for surly. She says she will report this entire matter truthfully, and it will include nothing of any interest at all.
note from me:
Now, that's intriguing.
The Proctor just said, in effect, "The Bene Gesserit Order actively wants information about you. I'm going to tell the truth about what I have witnessed but I'm deliberately going to not draw attention to you"
As Proctor Preva departs, I ask her if she is available today to consult. We agree to meet at a place of her choosing here in the Marketplace, about fifteen minutes from now.
The CT in question is CC-3636, Commander Wolffe. He still wears the Wolfpack unit symbol on his shoulder bell. He has heard about me, but did not expect to see me here.
Among other reasons he has listed for remaining here in Jaemus System, he provides an information channel for the survivors among the extended family.
Wolffe tells me that his brother Bly is currently in an active search for his reported-deceased daughter. Said daughter is a clone of Bly and his lady, crafted by
Tleilaxu Biodyne, which Wolffe considers to have been an unwise decision. Bly has never accepted the reports that his daughter was deceased.
I feel that I need to tread carefully here. Bly has not asked me to get involved. My own surmise might be wrong; it's founded on very few hard facts. I would need Bly to tell "the family network's pro detectives" identifying facts about the daughter and the disappearance, before I take steps to put Noki Sunfell into a room with Bly or even Wolffe.
So I ask Wolffe to pass along to his brother the information that, one, I exist to be a resource to the clones including gossip. Two, the extended family network includes a couple of practicing detectives who have specialized in researching and tracing down disrupted post-war relationships.
If they connect the dots that "detective" = "Mystic Mob Investigations", maybe that will help. Or maybe not. I don't know if Bly wants to avoid Jedi.
I will not fight a clone wars veteran who suffered the trauma of Order 66.
Meeting up with Proctor Preva
This meeting goes very well.
I push the point of view that the Orange Catholic faith has always, since its inception, been about defending those who have been rendered powerless by would-be predators.
I explain that I need the expertise of someone with great knowledge in genetics, in virology, and in toxins, across many species not only humans. Everyone respects the Bene Gesserit Order for the breadth and depth of their knowledge in these fields.
I describe allegedly Cetagandan virus FG-36. Drinking water transmissible. Blooms after supposedly nine hours, which I have reason to believe to be a false data point.
Without naming any names, I describe multiple malevolent actors who have (or claim to have) this virus, who are weaponizing it, and who at best do not care what innocent people also suffer from this virus. Some of the malevolent actors (Grakkus!) actively wish to use it widely upon the Galaxy.
Proctor Preva agrees to take a look at this data, and at a patient, and to collaborate on the priorities of A Find a treatment, B Determine a cure, C Create an inoculation/preventative that will work on multiple sentient and non-sentient species on each potentially affectable world.
All thus rendering this weapon harmless.
I explain the potential complication that our expert doctor is a droid. Proctor Preva says that her position on droids who are not obviously replications of the design of a human brain is that she can work with them comfortably.
Davish communicates with Omitron, who comes out to meet us and our new acquaintance.
This goes delightfully well.
Dear KitKat
I have a chance to transfer a virus patient to the Proctor who is a genetics and virology and poisons expert
Do I hand over Cadbury? or Broccolini?
V
REPLY: Hand over Broccolini after injecting her with a tracing device which BB-21 will manufacture for you about the time you get there. Keep Cadbury a secret for now.
As we cruise out to catch up with KitKat and the lovebirds, Davish and I take the chance to compare notes on what we think.
This heavyhanded repeat attempt to get us to go rushing to the lower levels of Coruscant. What the hell.
In which case: What is in the opposite direction? What are we being steered away from?
More immediately: what are we going to do about the ten Raven Guard currently descending on personal jetpacks toward the former Imperial Base?