OK, I think I can get away with posting this bit, and I don't need to reference dates. Also, I've split off after this point to a more narative style so that bit will be in another thread.
Day 30:
Greenpeace is in the atmospheric processing room, crying.
I know she's good judge of character and all, but DAMN IT! Why didn't she think about CAPABILITY? Allowing Robin and Mimi to escort the Zwilnik to the ship was STUPID by the Ginzuishou! Now we've got to rebuild the air supplies after the Zwilnik got loose and blew the dock and killed the three of them, taking a quarter of the base's air.
Update:
OK, I'm a bit calmer now. I've also informed Stellvia of our delay, and the fact I'm dropping off the fixer at Phobos before heading in. The engineer and the big-time Boskonian have been quieter than the previous lot.
Probably because they saw what I and Kasumi did to their friends.
Anyway, now I've got to write up Robin's and Mimi's obituaries. Making them heroes is the least I can do for them now.
After I incinerated the 'wavium strain I used to mod them. I'm never going to use that again.
By the Overfan, I'm never taking prisoners again.
Yeah, and the Commander in Confusion of the United Stupids will declare the Wave a religion.
Anyway, the protocols I've worked up involve strapping them down, keeping them out, and feeding them by IV, which will involve fitting catheters and giving them enemas. Darkeyes would be positively drooling if it wasn't for the fact they'd be unconscious at the time.
Oh Urd, there's an image I don't need.
At least I burned the gloves I was using when the fixer soiled himself back then. I didn't think Darkeyes could be that intimidating and seductive, especially because I didn't touch him except to clean him up (the rules for interrogation are well known), which scares me to think of what I'm capable of.
Day 32:
Greenpeace is exhausted, poor thing, but we now have full atmosphere again. She'll be staying behind to treat Dave in his continuing detox. Andy will be staying to provide company (and security, while Dave still has the wedlock I'm now fairly paranoid. Why the Hell didn't I do this from the first?).
I didn't take chances this time; I knocked out our three remaining prisoners and we transferred them one at a time. The cargo area has full locks, and we'll be bringing their food in fully sealed pressure suits, so we can explosively decompress if an escape attempt is made. And this has been made abundantly clear to them.
Libby and I have worked burnt the disc with our 'complete' records on. Why don't I feel ashamed about falsifying the records about the cure attempts? I purposely make my records verifiable to avoid things like this.
We leave in four hours, to make a quick rendezvous with Phobos. That's about a day of travel, which means at least a day to get to Stellvia depending on how long the paperwork takes.
And because I wasn't in disguise when I took the first ship, that'll have to be public. For Entil'Zha, thatll be a pain. At least I was smart enough to keep them all separate.
Day 30:
Greenpeace is in the atmospheric processing room, crying.
I know she's good judge of character and all, but DAMN IT! Why didn't she think about CAPABILITY? Allowing Robin and Mimi to escort the Zwilnik to the ship was STUPID by the Ginzuishou! Now we've got to rebuild the air supplies after the Zwilnik got loose and blew the dock and killed the three of them, taking a quarter of the base's air.
Update:
OK, I'm a bit calmer now. I've also informed Stellvia of our delay, and the fact I'm dropping off the fixer at Phobos before heading in. The engineer and the big-time Boskonian have been quieter than the previous lot.
Probably because they saw what I and Kasumi did to their friends.
Anyway, now I've got to write up Robin's and Mimi's obituaries. Making them heroes is the least I can do for them now.
After I incinerated the 'wavium strain I used to mod them. I'm never going to use that again.
By the Overfan, I'm never taking prisoners again.
Yeah, and the Commander in Confusion of the United Stupids will declare the Wave a religion.
Anyway, the protocols I've worked up involve strapping them down, keeping them out, and feeding them by IV, which will involve fitting catheters and giving them enemas. Darkeyes would be positively drooling if it wasn't for the fact they'd be unconscious at the time.
Oh Urd, there's an image I don't need.
At least I burned the gloves I was using when the fixer soiled himself back then. I didn't think Darkeyes could be that intimidating and seductive, especially because I didn't touch him except to clean him up (the rules for interrogation are well known), which scares me to think of what I'm capable of.
Day 32:
Greenpeace is exhausted, poor thing, but we now have full atmosphere again. She'll be staying behind to treat Dave in his continuing detox. Andy will be staying to provide company (and security, while Dave still has the wedlock I'm now fairly paranoid. Why the Hell didn't I do this from the first?).
I didn't take chances this time; I knocked out our three remaining prisoners and we transferred them one at a time. The cargo area has full locks, and we'll be bringing their food in fully sealed pressure suits, so we can explosively decompress if an escape attempt is made. And this has been made abundantly clear to them.
Libby and I have worked burnt the disc with our 'complete' records on. Why don't I feel ashamed about falsifying the records about the cure attempts? I purposely make my records verifiable to avoid things like this.
We leave in four hours, to make a quick rendezvous with Phobos. That's about a day of travel, which means at least a day to get to Stellvia depending on how long the paperwork takes.
And because I wasn't in disguise when I took the first ship, that'll have to be public. For Entil'Zha, thatll be a pain. At least I was smart enough to keep them all separate.