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May 1st, 2009
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Concordant Navy gets to me first. Not surprised; they had watchers stationed. I put my hands up, but close enough to my face to keep eating.

May 2nd, 2009
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The number of marines sent is comfortingly excessive. Near the exit, the crowd stops moving out of our way. Burns’s faster than I expected.

May 4th, 2009
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The crowd has a spokesman I recognize; a big sack of angry named Borden. “Smarter than he looks.” while true, would not be fair warning.

May 5th, 2009
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Borden tells the OIC that his friends would like to talk to me, and asks that I be handed over. The Lt. doesn’t know enough to be cautious.

May 6th, 2009
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Borden and company think the Lt. giving them orders is funny. The Lt. disagrees. Two dozen arming rifles is very loud in the sudden silence.

May 7th, 2009
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I drop a few words (and a smirk) into the quiet. “Guess you lose out this time, Borden.” It’s almost – /almost/ – enough to push him over.

May 8th, 2009
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As the Navy escort walks me out, Borden informs me I’m not safe yet. This is safe? Must’ve missed it. I remind him he knows where I’ll be.

May 10th, 2009
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The OIC comms in when we’re clear of the Bazaar, calling me ‘the Captain’. Good; I’m not ‘the Captain’ to them unless they’ve met my crew.

May 11th, 2009
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We escort-march about far enough to reach the skin of the Drift, pass an airlock, and everything gets extremely bright, hard, and official.

May 12th, 2009
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The ship is new, but familiar – I’ve crewed many like her. Not something I’d realized I missed. I expect this visit will cure my nostalgia.

May 13th, 2009
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Where they take me first will speak volumes about the situation. With my crew? Solitary? ‘Interview room?’ I’m escorted to the bridge. What?

May 14th, 2009
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The commander is staring ‘out’ of the huge viewscreen psuedo-window. He turns when I enter and orders everyone else out. Again… What?

May 15th, 2009
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The commander makes nice; speaks as an equal – a fellow ship’s captain – a peer. It’s a charming lie; unfortunately, I think he believes it.

May 15th, 2009
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The commander makes nice; speaks as an equal – a fellow ship’s captain – a peer. It’s a charming lie; unfortunately, I think he believes it.

May 16th, 2009
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He calls for drinks and appetizers. Still crazy, but… free drinks? I turn down the food; explain about the meat-on-a-stick. He nods.

May 17th, 2009
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He asks his first question when the drinks come; have I ever had a crewmember die. Sounds like a hidden threat, which is actually a comfort.

May 18th, 2009
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I don’t care for the topic, but at least thinly-veiled threats put things in familiar territory. Next, he’ll mention the laws I’m breaking.

May 19th, 2009
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True: the Drift lies in the Remnants, where Concordant law is as relevant as dining etiquette. Guns matter, however, and the Navy has many.

May 20th, 2009
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I ask what exactly it is that he wants. The question stops him cold – the look on his face says that he was sure he already mentioned it.

May 21st, 2009
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He wants Kaetlyn’s employer, which he calls a ‘rogue government element’. The Church of Isabel? Jon’s right: I should follow politics more.

May 22nd, 2009
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Doesn’t take much more talk before the commander tsks and sends me to the brig to ‘self-assess’. Naval officer training has /changed/.

May 23rd, 2009
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I’m taken to solitary in the brig. Everything is regulation; even the normal rattles and thumps of a ship at dock are orderly. TOO orderly.

May 24th, 2009
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Actually… /much/ too regular; it’s a semaphore. ‘If you recieve, captain, respond. 2758th message attempt.’ 2759. 2760. Has to be Dierdre.

May 25th, 2009
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I tap back a counter-message. Ship’s unmanned, but watched. Jon and Yoren were in with her, but Yoren’s in solitary now. No need to ask why.

May 26th, 2009
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Actually, that gives me an idea – a proposal to the Commander that hinges on Yoren. Dear Yoren, closest friend, without whom I am lost. Heh.

May 27th, 2009
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I put on Angry Captain Face for my Commander-visit; ask him where my crew is – why we’ve been kept out of contact. He oozes concillation.

May 28th, 2009
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He assures me that my first mate and … pilot? (I nod) are made available immediately. I wave all that away: what about YOREN?

May 29th, 2009
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He informs me Yoren will not be released. No apologies. No smile. He doesn’t try to look sorry. Things must have gotten ugly. /Excellent/.

May 31st, 2009
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Several hours later, convinced him Yoren is important to me, then let him convince me I can’t have him. Hardest part? Looking disappointed.