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Ro-Ab
  • "Ro-Ab"
    30th Hoggagha, 8 (2186)
    Ro-Ab

    This one seeks at the Council Chambers.

    The nice one does not know this one is gone.

    This one will find the dark one.

    This one squeezes through these small passages as this one stalks.

    This one catches the scent of the little one. This one remembers from the little one's visit. The dark one will be near.

    This one sprints.

    This one finds.

    Little one sees with little one's red eyes. Little one taps dark one. Dark one turns to this one drawing weapon, then looks at little one.

    Little one speaks. "This is Ro-Ab. Valerius' friend aboard the freighter."

    Dark one puts weapon away. "What do you want?"

    This one pauses. "This one is bound by fetters this one cannot break, but dark one can. This one seeks release."

    Dark one stays still. Dark one looks at little one. Dark one looks at this one. "Valerius."

    "Nice one treats this one well, but this one wishes to be free."

    "I will talk to Valerius."

    "This one thanks dark one."

    This one recoils.
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 1
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 1"
    Nightfall, 1st Daas, 8 (2186)
    Naomi Of Unity

    It's a warm night tonight, yet I feel cold even laid here in my husband's embrace.

    Not everyone in the colony wants to stay here. We've always known that.

    For the last few years, those who wish to leave have been working on a ship for them to get home with. They believe that the time is now right with how well the colony has progressed. The navigational charts have been completely reverse-engineered; we know exactly what route Hortensus took.

    Today, Vaki laid their proposal on my desk. They want to take the freighter and return home. They have already obtained a list of signatures of those who want to leave, and why they want to go, and how much do they want to go; Vaki explained that they know the population has grown (most couples have managed to have multiple reproduction events by now; Monica and Heinrich are expecting too) and they believe more people want to leave than can fit on the freighter, so they have pre-sorted the people who want to go most.

    I was hoping she would stay, my sister-in-law. I understand her, she wants to go home and prepare the Xenaya in case the Olinbar come back. She did say that she will miss us all terribly, but that she had to think of the good of her people too. We hugged. Cried. But she knows that just as a High Queen has to sacrifice to protect her people, so must her junior Queens and Princesses. (I do seem to have started a Matriarchy)

    Intended departure? Tenth Ykrett, next year.

    Snowfall Day.

    I put it to the Shareholders tomorrow.
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 2
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 2"
    2nd Daas, 8 (2186)
    Li Nakuma

    "Welcome to the Colony News Service eight am broadcast. I'm your host Li Nakuma. There's bright blue sky above here at the Colony News Service. The big news this morning is that Vaki B'Than's proposal for taking all those who wish to return to their home worlds has officially been passed to Naomi. I have Naomi here in the studio right now. Naomi, would you explain how things stand at the moment?"

    "Well, the proposal as laid out has the signatures of more than a million residents of Unity, and by extension, a further seven hundred thousand children who have agreed to a plan of taking the Freedom as a ship to tour the galaxy, returning people to their homeworlds to prepare them for future conflict with MSI as best as they can. The full text of the proposal has been posted on the Council Chamber noticeboard as usual, however the societal scope change this brings means I am putting this out to invite everyone to have their say."

    "What is your stance?"

    "We've known all along that some of us want to return home, while others want to make something new together. I will miss those who go, but I wish you well, and I will not stand in your way."

    "As I introduced, Vaki B'Than is stated to be the leader of the movement. Is this true?"

    "Yes. I have not been briefed on the full reasons why, but Lakoo has stepped down as leader of the Returner Movement, and Vaki B'Than leads now."

    "You mentioned 1.7 million people. Can the freighter carry that many?"

    "Not without modification. The proposals include a technical analysis by Bok-Nisam on how the colony can rework the vessel to make it carry this many people."

    "And how long will it take?"

    "Expected departure date is Snowfall Day, year 9."

    "How long is the discussion period?"

    "Two weeks; for something of this magnitude I'd prefer longer, but it would be too much delay to go further."

    "Well folks, that gives two weeks to get your thoughts heard, and the full text of the proposal is on the noticeboard here at Hortensus' Folly."
     
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    Freighters and "Freighters"
  • "Freighters and "Freighters" "
    6th Daas, 8 (2186)
    Alexandra

    Valerius shouts to me in the gym. "Alexandra, a word?"

    I turn. He's finally been able to take that ridiculous mask off. "I have... Some concerns about the plan to take the flagship that I want to discuss."

    "Me too."

    "Would you mind coming with me?"

    "I'll catch up."

    A few minutes later, I join him outside. We drive out of the colony. He stops.

    "What's your concerns?"

    "I'm worried that the freighter will go right before MSI come. I've been working out the travel times for a Flagship, and their Snowfall Day coincides with the approximate earliest arrival timeframe."

    "Wouldn't it be better for the freighter to be away though?"

    "For me, definitely. But I'm not sure the colony can afford the risk of losing a cloak-capable vessel."

    "What do you propose?"

    "If we were to change the sensor carrier frequency off the standard channels while having the freighter positioned at the Hyperlane, we could ambush it on arrival."

    "That would change Naomi's plan."

    "Naomi's plan will only work once; she needs another defence plan after she dispatches the Flagship."

    I pause. He has a point; the sensor carrier wave is how a ship communicates with thousands of linked microprobes that report sensor data back to a cloaked ship and other MSI vessels in range. If we changed it, we could stuff the freighter full of ordnance and marines and seize the Flagship while it sorts itself out after hyperlane transit.

    Of course, the cloaking device is the big hope that's why the Returner Movement wants the freighter instead of building their own ships.

    I turn back to him. "It wouldn't be popular."

    "And I can't suggest it because people might interpret me as wanting to keep the colony confined."

    "Rivkah could."

    He blinks. "Rivkah?"

    "Rivkah could put the idea forward. If she said it, the others in the command staff will listen. Vaki would listen."

    "My worry is that Naomi might work out that we tried to manipulate her daughter."

    I think it through. I have an idea. "It's ok, I've got it figured out. I will let you know how it goes."
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 3
  • Homeward Bound, Part 3
    7th Daas, 8 (2186)
    Rivkah Of Unity

    I eat a cooked tasty furry thing while I wait for Alexandra to return with drinks. I don't like them as much when cooked, it changes the texture and taste.

    She has a whole section of floor space dedicated to real time sensors mapping our star system in a 3D projected map. It's so much better than the delayed access charts we get from our own radar; it even tracks individual asteroids. The system tracks where you are looking, and displays data for things in your line of sight. It would be nice to have this setup in our command centre.

    She returns with a glass and a cup. "Here we are. I'm just going to say it straight. I was talking with Valerius, as we are much more familiar with what the freighter's sensors can show, and I wanted to give a demonstration of it. We believe letting the freighter go is a mistake, but we feel that we can't bring it up without seeming like we are trying to keep the colony isolated. I was hoping I could talk you through what we have in mind, and that you would bring it up at the next meeting."

    "In other words, you're afraid of Mum."

    "Afraid of the colony, more accurately. Your Mum is much more rational, and I considered talking through this with her, but I knew she would feel obliged to let the freighter go because it is what the others ask for."

    "Whereas I don't have the politics."

    "Precisely."

    "I can definitely see a case for keeping this, there's so much more information here."

    "It's not just the information. What do you know about cloaking devices?"

    "Not that much. What I know is that they try to make a ship invisible to sensors by fooling passive and active scanning systems."

    "Yes, and there are things called carrier waves that coordinate extremely small probes that provide sensor data. MSI, to keep costs down, has all civilian ships and Flagships share the same carrier wave frequencies."

    "Isn't that a liability?"

    "Definitely. But it is also cheaper because they only have to manufacture one system, maintain one system, train people to use one system, all of that, and MSI rationalise it as being ok because civilian ships are civilian ships, and Flagships will only be in situations of overwhelming superiority."

    "In other words, they don't plan for it being used against them."

    "Exactly; the moment that Flagship enters the system, standard orders for entering a system with pre-FTL civilisations dictate releasing a swarm of sensor probes. We can then use those probes too."

    "Could you just tell me why that's standard practice though? Seems an odd decision."

    "Allows them to monitor the system and cross-check the data the Flagship feeds back."

    "Ok. What you are saying then is that if we keep the freighter here, we can monitor their sensors?"

    "No. Well, yes, but that's just a bonus. It means the Flagship won't be looking for other MSI vessels outside the civilian frequencies."

    "And of course they will start looking because they want to find Hortensus' lost ship."

    "Exactly. Which makes us even more confident in this plan. Now, there is a window of opportunity between the Flagship dispatching these probes and the probes activating where their only sensors are looking out the windows because having the ship's own sensors running causes feedback loops in the probes."

    "Why haven't they fixed that?"

    "Costs too much to fix. They're disposable probes Rivkah, Valerius says fixing this feedback loop would add eight percent to the cost of each probe, and MSI doesn't want to spend it because they make millions of these probes for the fleet. Much easier to switch the sensor system offline until the probes are all out of the feedback loop range."

    Suddenly, I get it. "In which time, we can launch an ambush with the freighter."

    She smiles. "Exactly. The freighter can be in, deploy boarding parties, and get back out again before the sensors come back online."

    "And by then it is too late."

    "The window is only a few minutes though. The freighter has to be by the right Hyperlane breach point too, for obvious reasons."

    "But we'd still have the original plan if they did use a different Hyperlane."

    She points at the Hyperlane breach point on the far side of the system. "And it is near certain which Hyperlane they'll use because of how the Hyperlanes in the region are arranged."

    "I do like the ideas here."

    "Would you go to Naomi?"

    I take a few minutes to think it through. "Mum will want to open it for discussion rather than overrule. Vaki will think it is a great idea, and then point out that the colony already has a means of ambushing the Flagship, and the Returners will need something similar themselves to even the odds. Dad will be relieved that we can deal with the Flagship from further away, Odoos even more so. Ykrett will be pleased. Rhizome of Ebony too. The other Returners will want to take the freighter even more once they know. I need to talk to Daas to find out how long until we can copy this trick ourselves." I look at my home system. "I'll ask."
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 4
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 4"
    8th Daas, 8 (2186)
    Rivkah of Unity

    By the time I got back, it was dark, had been for several hours. Parents laid all tangled up together. I debated waking them, but decided to wait until morning. I curl up with them.

    When we wake, Dad is hungry, and goes off to catch something. I talk to Mum.

    "Mum, Alexandra showed me around the freighter yesterday, talked me through the sensor probes. She's got a plan that I think is worth listening to, but she and Valerius don't want to put it forward because they're afraid of the people's response."

    "The exploit the sensor probes plan."

    "You already know."

    "Of course; the information is in the MSI captain's manual, Daas, Ykrett and I figured it out years ago. We just didn't have any way of exploiting it before. Their proposal presumably consists of parking the freighter at the Hyperlane under cloak, with everyone on permanent standby."

    "You're not keen."

    "It does have it's issues, and we couldn't come up with a satisfactory solution before."

    "I thought it was workable."

    "Until you realise we're dealing with having troops stationed trillions of kilometres from home, under the stress of waiting at constant readiness in hopes of intercepting an enemy that we don't know when they will arrive. Or, arguably if. Inevitably they will lose focus and start wondering why they are there, waiting to intercept an enemy where they have a five minute window to commit an attack against an enemy that is on paper vastly stronger than them."

    "Oh."

    "Rivkah, do you remember when we used to look at maps laid out on a table and move little models around to teach you tactics?"

    "Yes."

    "Can your remember what I said?"

    I search my memory. "'You do not command weapons. You do not command ceramics, or composites, or metal, or fuel. You command people.'"

    She smiles. "Perfect. Rivkah, to be Arch-Imperatrix, as you will be in time, means that you must be a master of psychology. You must understand how packs form, how armies function, how men form bonds of fellowship and companionship, the impact it has when the last thing a man hears as he goes into fire and death is a woman's voice wishing him the best."

    "Is that why we say 'no matter what happens, I love you all'?"

    "Yes. And it is why we leave it until the last moment before going into battle before saying it, so that we all remember why we fight together."

    "And why do we fight?"

    "Rivkah, a leader is a dealer in hope. Look at me. Look at your Dad. Ykrett. Rhizome. Vaki. We lead not because we went to some kind of command school and passed out, but we lead because we can inspire those who follow us. I command because I came to my people wearing nothing but a captured belt and weapons, and I gave them hope for being free even as I wept for the man whose life I took, and for those who would not see their families again. We fight because we believe. We are not mercenaries only in it for the gold, nor the vain thinking of glory. We are normal men and women who in believe in ourselves, who believe in each other, and in the rightness of our cause."

    I sit down and think. Mum gathers green things.

    I'm afraid. What if I can't inspire them?

    But then, I see my reflection in a puddle. They follow my Dad because he's a badass who can rip an Olinbar limb from limb, and they follow my Mum because she believes in them more than they do.

    And they'll follow me because I can do both.

    "Mum, what are you going to do with Alexandra?"

    She stands. "I have an idea."
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 5
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 5"
    8th Daas, 8 (2186)
    Naomi Of Unity

    I find her leaving the gym, head down, covered in sweat. "Alexandra. A word."

    She looks up in surprise. "Oh, Naomi, yes, um, what is it about?" She pauses to look at my face. I stay quiet. "I understand." She heads back inside the gym. I follow.

    Simple games.

    We get back inside; just us here. "Alexandra, trying to use Rivkah as your messenger girl."

    "She explained it, I'm sure."

    "Yes. She did."

    We stand facing against each other. "Where's this going, Naomi?"

    "Did you and Valerius stop to consider we might have spotted that idea and discounted it?"

    "No, honestly."

    "Well, we did. Me, Daas and Ykrett worked it out years ago."

    "I see." She folds her arms.

    "The freighter is too valuable an asset to tie up trillions of kilometres away from home on guard duty, when I could be using it to infiltrate people back into MSI territory or sending those who want to go home, home."

    She looks at me surprised. "Sending people in to infiltrate MSI?"

    "Yes. That was always my goal, was to train up a whole host of people who could do anything I can do, and send them in to cause havoc and start new rebellions of their own."

    Her eyes sparkle. "What if I ask for volunteers to join me on an outpost, and we try to ambush them?"

    I smile. "I'll even let you recruit from my Thousand."
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 6
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 6"
    9th Daas, 8 (2186)
    Rivkah Of Unity

    We re-meet on the muster field. Li is just finishing setting up his equipment.

    Mum looks at me, and gives me a round dome of some kind, wrapped in cloth.

    When Li puts his thumb up, Mum turns to Alexandra. "Alexandra, this is where you tell the people your battle plan."

    Alexandra explains all that she told me aboard the ship a few days ago. When she finishes, she looks at Mum.

    Mum looks back at her. "Alexandra. Do you truly believe that you can make this interception plan work?"

    "I do."

    Mum lifts the cloth. It is a round shield, outer layer made from bronze. An intricate pattern of sixteen strikes of starlight shines out from the centre, set above black background. Alexandra opens her mouth briefly, before standing back to attention.

    Mum gives it to her. Alexandra looks on the verge of tears, but I don't think she's sad. She straps it to her left arm.

    Mum turns to her men; Naomi's Thousand. A few of the Humans are already on their feet; they know something is up. "Many of you do not know the significance of this, so I will try to be brief. On my world, in ancient times, a historian wrote that a Greek soldier was to return with his shield, or on it. I have charged her with the defence of our star system. She carries the title of Imperatrix." Her eyes do her quick-thinking thing. "Correction. Strategos."

    Alexandra's face lights up.

    Some of the Humans begin walking forward. Naomi nods to her; I lip-read her whisper to her, "Go on." Alexandra steps towards them. "I am Alexandra Strategos. Who will stand as my heratoi?"

    Mum clarifies. "Her Companions."

    The humans who had already stood, walk forward. Mum stands beside her. "Anyone listening in who wishes to join, come to the muster field."
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 7
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 7"
    3rd Shendredie, 8 (2186)
    Alexandra

    I've moved down to the Muster Field; it's much more than a Muster Field of course, this is where Naomi trains her volunteer-militia. The freighter is going with the Returners. That's been settled. Big public debate over it. The colony has offically began to part ways, with those leaving now moving to the freighter to settle in. On the plus side, Daas and his team are making great progress on reverse-engineering MSI technology, and he's ready to begin attempting to repair the crashed slave ship's cloaking device so that my team has a shot at cloaking.

    If it doesn't work, it's back to ambushing the Flagship in Unity's planetary ring; they've been restructuring it into a deceptively well hidden fortress for years, and the shuttles have been pulling in the bigger asteroids. The nuclear bomb artillery weapons - weapons, note the plural! - have been towed in, and they are being converted now. Pretty soon, we'll have possibly four shots at smashing a hole straight through the shields from point-blank range. There's not enough suitable asteroids to test the weapons first, so the colony is hoping to overcome that with lots of them.

    Naomi has roused them into a frenzy, working together to give all of us the best chance possible. And the wildlife too; if we start detonating nuclear weapons close to Unity, we could cause a lot of ecological damage.

    We can do this. I honestly believe it, that we can do this.

    I look at my mantlepiece again. It was really touching that she made me a shield with the Star of the Argeios on it.

    It's strange that my biggest rival is the only other person who does see me as the heiress of Alexander.
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 8
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 8"
    29th Shendredie, 8 (2186)
    Vaki B'Than

    Every night, I have the same dream.

    I run beneath the cloudless night sky on the homeworld, bounding through the long-grass. I run and run and run, and eventually I reach a stone shrine, on the far side of a stone arch.

    The dream always ends just before I reach the arch.

    I don't know what it means...

    I feel I have to find out.
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 9
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 9"
    10th Ykrett, 9 (2187)
    Naomi Of Unity

    When Mum was a girl, and her Mum taught her oratory, they went to the dams off Banff Road in Bulawayo, way back when it was the "City of kings", and capital of the fallen Iriphubliki. In more ancient times it started as a barracks of King Mzilikazi.

    My Mum taught me oratory with plastic balls and a recording of a crowd.

    And with Rivkah, she learnt the way our ancestors taught, with real pebbles by a real sea, with tides and waves and everything. Just like how old Yehoshua read that Cicero was taught by Antiochus of Ascalon. You fill your mouth with pebbles, stand by the sea and speak as loudly and clearly as you can until you get it right.

    Soon, I deliver a speech that has grieved my heart to write more than any other in the long list of speeches since I was taught to write and then practice through the night.

    It's Snowfall Day.
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 10
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 10"
    10th Ykrett, 9 (2187)
    Odoos

    Looking around the Lokra-Kitan settlement, I feel reminded of a song Monica once recited. I can't remember much - neither could she really - and I don't know if it was a chorus or a verse, but this came to mind.

    'I walk this empty street, on the boulevard of broken dreams, where the city sleeps, and I'm the only one, and I walk alone.'

    My people...

    They are gone to the freighter. Or to the asteroids.

    Hatchlings used to play along these paths. But childhood is one of the first casualties of war.

    I know that too well...

    I sit down. I... I need a moment.

    Eventually, another Lokra-Kitan passes by. I rack my memory. Naloo. She had five hatchlings, once.

    She looks at me. Preens her feathers in sympathy, before sitting with me. "It'll be ok Odoos. It'll be ok."

    "So few are staying..."

    She pecks my cheek. "You restored the pride of a broken people Odoos. You should be proud of them, flying off to defend our homeworld. Our people."

    "You mean they grew up."

    "Such is the way of hatchlings dear."

    She puts her wing around me.

    Oota flashes back into my mind. "I can't, Naloo."

    She cocks her head in understanding. "I hope you heal Odoos. All young birds fly the nest, and you deserve to see that you didn't just raise a few hatchlings, but you raised a flock."

    I look up at the barely visible shimmer in the sky where the freighter orbits, and I contemplate her words.
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 11
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 11"
    10th Ykrett, 9 (2187)
    Valerius

    Walking the freighter for the last time, it hardly feels the same ship. Technically, it isn't; the registry has changed from an MSI register to a proposed Life2.0 register - not that they actually have their own registry in the Galactic Community yet. The 'USS Freedom' has become the 'L2NA Freedom'.

    Somehow, it fits better.

    It isn't just a name change; every surface has been repainted. No longer the white, gold and bright purple of MSI, the base coat is blood red. Naomi's suggestion. I'm not entirely sure she was being serious - the discussion had come to a halt as no one was sure about what to repaint it to, only that it needed to be repainted. The other Humans laughed and then rolled with it. In hindsight, it's a natural reference to the relatively recent traditional Human cultural context of red for revolution.

    Although she did have one of the shuttles painted green.

    The inside is very chaotic; everyone has painted their bit whatever colour they like, and murals line every wall. Which manages to clash starkly and gel into cohesion simultaneously.

    Life and hope fill the air, as hundreds of thousands of people make their way to listen to the Colony News Service, one last time.

    It's time to go for me; I'm staying with Unity.
     
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    Captain's Log, Entry 1
  • "Captain's Log, Entry 1"
    10th Ykrett, 9 (2187)
    Vaki B'Than

    I prowl around the armoured command core at the centre of the ship. Being a freighter, it had the advantage that the inside was mostly empty space, so we have gutted the bridge and moved it all into a central armoured bunker. It's a ship within the ship.

    And we've done our best to make this freighter into the best warship we can. We've been mass-producing nuclear weapons for a long time now, and we have hangar decks capable of operating radio-directed (the plan is to use technology so out of date, no enemy would think to jam it) drones carrying fusion-boosted warheads. More than a dozen small nuclear reactors feed a network of capacitors to charge various railguns, and for the spinal railgun based on the older designs. Our entire stockpile of Uranium and Plutonium not already in warheads went into the combat upgrades.

    The ship itself came with shields and a cloaking device, and we've beefed up the first as well, as well as added more heat sinks for the second so that we can stay cloaked for longer. We are as close to a battleship as we can be while still having colonists aboard.

    Obviously Duxanek has spent the last six months specialising our medical staff in treating radiation injuries; everyone has dosimeters, but we still expect to take five percent losses to radiation-induced injuries. We have a gene clinic and sequencers on board, so we will be able to keep track of radiation induced mutations. The children will be in a boarding school within the most densely armoured bunker to protect them better.

    Another internal section has been devoted to mining and manufacturing; we will use the ship's sensors to locate asteroids, and continually improve as we travel.

    We don't know what's out there. That's why we have pushed our armaments so hard.

    Hopefully we won't need them, but we aren't going down without a fight.
     
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    Standing War Doctrine
  • Standing War Doctrine - A Guide For Your Planning

    We are outnumbered. Our enemy measures their domain in star systems, and their reach ranges what we know to be all accessible space. We are steadily mastering one world and a few off-world sections.

    We are outgunned. In every area. We are so far behind the enemy in technology that their arrogance lets them hand out old weapons that are still better than anything we field ourselves. By several centuries of research and development.

    We have been taken from nineteen planets and one ringworld, thrown together and left to die because they believe that we will turn on each other. And then, they will descend from the stars, offer us aid and say how wonderful they are as the rest of the galaxy turns a blind eye to our fate, as they will lay worse shackles on us than they ever used before.

    Our enemy suffers several fatal weaknesses, and we are going to exploit every gorydamn one of them until we liberate those still in their snares. And if we fail, then we go down fighting.

    This is how we are going to do it:

    1. Unity is the launchpad. Rebellions succeed because they have nothing to defend, and therefore there are no anvils they can wield a hammer against unless we walk into their trap. Which we will not do. So, our enemy must divide their forces to the hunt, and it turn it's smaller sub-divisions that search become prey themselves. Here, on Unity, we will train our offensive forces in the art of infiltration.

    A single rebellion is easily crushed.

    But we will not have just one rebellion.

    You are reading this because I believe in you. Because I believe you can do anything I can do. And ask the man who's blade and pistol are on my hips what I can do.

    MSI will not fall to a single hammer, and anyway, we cannot build or wield such a hammer. What we have are razors. Swarms of razors. We will shred them from the inside out. You are one of those razors. You will go into MSI territory to your target, you will infiltrate the local slaves, you will organise and equip them, and you will incite rebellion. And you will lead them the way I led our rebellion.

    2. Once you have gotten your rebellion ready to launch, you conduct your attack when you deem possible.

    Do not try to coordinate your rebellion with another rebellion; that only risks you both being scuppered. (that said, if another rebellion gives you a feasible opportunity, exploit the hell out of it to maximise the chaos and make our enemy think there's coordination - they will waste time trying to figure out connections that don't exist)

    Do not wait for command from Unity; Unity is too big a target to attempt central coordination. Our job is to distract MSI long enough for your operation to implant and gestate, and when they come, to make ourselves priority number one for them to take out, so that your rebellion faces less opposition as they are all trying to deal with us. You are in command.

    Our strength is that we are a hydra. Taking out me, or anyone else, is not enough to stop our rebellion, or your rebellion. That is our opportunity, and it offers the strongest countermeasure to the most likely response MSI will take, which is to try to take out the leadership with surgical strikes.

    Do not be worried about the time taken developing your position. It is in our interest to have a wide variety of potential timeframes between insertion and ignition, as this will make our enemy's efforts to stop us more difficult for lack of useful data.

    3. Eventually our enemy will be in disarray from what will become tens, then hundreds, of rebellions. If everything goes according to plan, Unity will have a Flagship, and we can begin contemplating a shift in our methodology of warfare from inciting rebellions and move into systemic liberation of slaves, and in time, the development of liberated communities. With this in mind, those you recruit for your rebellion will become your officer core, who will in turn be expected to be able to fill your role in the event MSI take you out and themselves train up and field armies based on ex-slaves. Once your rebellion succeeds, they will then become the civil administration.

    4. Once all rebellions succeed, we will achieve the collapse of MSI. We will NOT engage in repaying MSI the way they treated us; that will only encourage them. Instead, we must achieve a new dynamic of true equality. I understand that may be problematic for some, but there are advantages - this conciliatory approach has the advantage that it means our enemy will be less inclined to fight to the death, reducing casualties on both sides.


    Additional Notes:

    Unity will attempt to find allies among the other races in the stars; if MSI must treat us as a hostile enemy, they will focus on us, which creates opportunities. Alien powers on MSI's level will be incredible allies if you can obtain them.

    Remember - our objective is victory. Do not let rage or glory or bloodlust distract from that.

    And lastly - no matter what happens, I love you all.

    Declaring Officer: Arch-Imperatrix Naomi Of Unity
     
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    Homeward Bound, Part 12
  • "Homeward Bound, Part 12"
    10th Ykrett, 9 (2187)
    Naomi of Unity

    The Muster Field has hosted many gatherings in our time. But this is the biggest yet; everyone has come, or is watching via livestreaming for those who can't, for the last goodbyes. Above us - well, will be shortly - is the Freedom. Our freighter turned colony ship turned battlecarrier.

    Snowfall Day.

    Now, as then, white dusts the ground. I walk to the main stage, my mind heavy with history.

    The command staff of the Freedom meet me there. Hush descends. People look at me expectantly. I take the podium.

    "Nine years ago, we stood on this field for the first time to part ways, as our cold preferring friends left the freezers of the ship for the first time, and our warm-preferring friends headed for warmer lands. Today, we gather as a united colony to commission those who will leave us to return home in peace and in safety."

    Vaki steps forward. I turn to her. "Vaki B'Than. My sister. As High Queen of the Xenaya, CEO of Life2.0, and Arch-Imperatrix, as much as it grieves me to see you go, I am reminded that not all tears are an evil. I appoint you Princess-Regent of the Xenaya of the homeworld to lead in my stead, and assign you as CEO of our exciting new subsidiary opportunity, and name you Arch-Imperatrix of the Freedom."

    She bows. Then picks me up with a hug. We cry.

    When she eventually lets go, I look to all her senior staff as she rejoins them. "It's been a long road, getting from here to here. I will miss you all. Thank you." I begin to clap. Those staying join in. Vaki bows again. Hush settles after I stop. I look up; the glimmer of a faint freighter in the sky passes overhead. "Well, it is time. I bid you fair skies, clear horizons, and a keen tailwind."
     
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    Annals of the Freedom, 1
  • "Annals of the Freedom, 1"
    30th Ykrett, 9 (2187)
    Vaki B'Than

    Three weeks since we left Unity, we arrive at the first of many Hyperlane connections we will take on our journey home. I leave my ready room to head to the bridge. I look to Hakkt. "Show me Unity, one last time."

    "Viewscreen magnified."

    The bridge crew pause their lane transit preparations to take one last look. I turn to Ivory. "Ivory, begin recording for broadcast to Unity."

    She opens a channel. "You're live Vaki."

    "Vaki Imperatrix to Naomi Imperatrix; we are leaving the system. Will confirm safe arrival on exit of the hyperlane. Good luck sister. All hands, please prepare for transit. We will send our last messages while still in the system, and then depart."
     
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    Oncoming Storm, Part 1
  • "Oncoming Storm, Part 1"
    5th Pik, 9 (2187)
    Rivkah of Unity

    I get back to the campsite, having found myself a tasty furry thing, and the first thing I notice is water has been poured on the fire. Which is odd, we only got it going a little while ago. "Mum? Dad?"

    Mum opens the door on our caravan. She opens her mouth, but no words come out. Dad yells from behind her. "Pack up Rivkah, we have company." I sprint inside, check Mum's data display. At first, I don't understand what I'm looking at. A hazy recording of a huge structure orientated vertically looms in the distant darkness. Then it pieces together.

    They're here.​
     
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    Oncoming Storm: 2nd Contact
  • Oncoming Storm: 2nd Contact
    5th Pik, 9 (2187)
    Li Nakuma

    "One moment folks." My assistant Ooki interrupts my talkshow to pass me the briefing report. My God... I gulp. Oh God. Breathe. Composure. Solace. "Ladies and gentlebeings, we interrupt our scheduled broadcast with confirmed reports from multiple probes of an MSI Flagship having entered our system. The brief details that the information is still too early to obtain as to the path of the Flagship, but we assume it is coming towards us."

    I take a moment to breathe again. The phone rings. "One moment please. Nakuma here. Ah, Alexandra, yes, of course, may I put you on broadcast? Ok, you're live."

    "Obviously this situation is a developing situation. We ask that people remain calm. The vessel is a confirmed Flagship and by the book* we are expecting a non-violent confrontation, and we request that people do remain peaceful. We will update once more information is known."


    * In case previous usage wasn't apparent and the Wrath of Khan reference went over people's heads, it's a code phrase; they know MSI can break any encryption, so the best obfustication is to employ pre-arranged code messages. This is the only warning issued; hereafter, all communication until a stand-down order is issued, is coded.
     
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    Oncoming Storm: Readiness
  • Oncoming Storm: Readiness
    5th Pik, 9 (2187)
    Alexandra

    It is nightfall by the time Naomi, Buri and Rivkah join us in the command bunker. Rivkah has sharpened her sabres. Naomi speaks first. "Report!"

    I look to her. "Enemy vessel is approaching on a high-acceleration brachistochrone transfer, estimated arrival in eighteen days."

    "So they're doing roughly one gee, that's within normal procedure. Valerius, your data is much more up to date than mine, what would be maximum these days?"

    He shakes his head. "The non-combat hardened stuff starts falling apart if you push them harder than one. Beyond two and the ship's lose integrity. That hasn't changed in a thousand years."

    Naomi keeps looking at Valerius. "How would you handle this?"

    He highlights the colony's probes. "It's obviously an inexperienced Shareholder in command; a veteran would be pushing the engines having seen these."

    "Or their veterans have been overruled."

    "Not since we lost the Flagship to the Lokra-Kitan; part of how they succeeded was that the Shareholder in charge decided to ignore the launch of missiles."

    I look at Naomi. Her face is still. "Naomi?"

    "The trouble I've got is the Captain's book wasn't the full edition, he was too much of a cheapskate to lease it... I don't suppose you did?"

    "Yeah, I leased the full version."

    I look at both of them as Naomi's face lights up. "What are you two talking about?"

    Valerius answers. "MSI charges ship captains for the rights to lease one copy of the handbook. I realised that it could be something of value to trade with, so I went for the all-details version. It's a little out of date now though."

    I can't believe it! "You never told me that!"

    He looks at me. "By the time we got here and started integrating ourselves, Naomi's strategems indicated she was aware of at least the basics of it, so I figured the colony already had it." He turns to Naomi. "Which version did you have?"

    "Datafile, Sergius' version."

    Valerius' face darkens. "He really was a cheapskate."

    "How cheap?" Both of us asked at the same time. Interesting.

    "Sergius has been dead seventeen galactic calendar years. And his version was so sparsely detailed that MSI pulled it from availability because it had too little information. Please tell me you had at least the Cassius edition of it?"

    Naomi's face goes blank. She gulps. "I need your handbook as soon as possible."

    Valerius rushes out of the room. Naomi leans over a balcony rail. I walk beside her. "Are you ok?"

    She looks at me. "I knew it was out of date and under-detailed. But, my planning for ten years now has relied on it because it was the best information I had..."

    "And now you've got to the crunch and found it was useless."

    "Yep. Now I have eighteen days to memorise a new handbook, work out it's weaknesses and how I can exploit them."

    Dark circles are forming around her eyes already.
     
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