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June 1st, 2009
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Clearly (I hope) desperate, I offer to bring in Kaetlyn – trade her for Yoren. The words stick in my throat – I cough quietly as he ponders.

June 2nd, 2009
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I’m allowed to visit Deirdre and Jon. She brings me up to speed while Jon sullens in my direction. De might be mad too, but who could tell?

June 3rd, 2009
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Deidre was the only one on hand for the ‘display’ that put Yoren in solitary. There was biting. Also, chewing and swallowing. Ah. Hmm.

June 4th, 2009
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I don’t know if anyone is listening, so I can’t explain OR play it straight and hope they keep up. Jon would, but Deirdre does not lie well.

June 5th, 2009
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All I can tell them is ‘trust me’, which goes over… less than well. The Commander meets me in the hall – says we have a deal. Finally..

June 8th, 2009
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He tells me that, while he won’t release Yoren, he understands I’ll want to see him, since he’s so important to me. He insists, in fact.

June 9th, 2009
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As we walk to his cell, I try to remember the last time I spoke to Yoren directly, instead giving orders via Jon. Nothing springs to mind.

June 10th, 2009
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I’ve no idea if Yoren is a good liar; it wasn’t why I hired him. I move in for a hug straight off and just hope he doesn’t throat-punch me.

June 11th, 2009
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Looks like he’s too confused to resort to violence. I tell him we’re off to earn his release. Then something explodes. Remote lie detector?

June 12th, 2009
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The explosion is followed by howl of hull breach alarms. Yoren whispers he knew I had a plan. He trusts me; Jon and De don’t. I feel ill.

June 15th, 2009
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Not possible the explosion is my fault. Concordant Navy craft infringing on Drift’s beloved anarchy? Explosions are inevitable. Right?

June 16th, 2009
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…unless the explosion is Burns trying to get his hands on me; then it would have something to do with me, yes. He wouldn’t, though. Right?

June 17th, 2009
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Wrong. The door opens to admit the commander and sounds of faint gunfire. The attackers are demanding… me. Yoren jumps him before I reply.

June 18th, 2009
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I pry one of Yoren’s hands away and drag him into an arm bar. /This/ time, he throat-punches me. I twist the arm and lean away. Socket pops.

June 19th, 2009
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Mostly, dislocating someone’s shoulder encourages reconsideration of bad choices. It’s reliable in that way. Yoren releases the commander.

June 22nd, 2009
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Forgot this is Yoren; he doesn’t give up on bad ideas – it’s a kind of loyalty. Sometimes, though, he /will/ trade one bad idea for another.

June 22nd, 2009
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He trades up from ‘kill the commander’ to ‘pop out the Captain’s eye with my thumb’. Starting to suspect hiring Yoren might have been rash.

June 23rd, 2009
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He can’t quite reach my face, given our position. Unfortunate, that; lacking alternatives, he goes after my soft tissue. Abdomen. Groin.

June 24th, 2009
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The grapple/pummel doesn’t go on as long as it feels like. Probably. Yoren’s enthusiasm is prematurely dampened by via a charged stun baton.

June 25th, 2009
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The commander, still holding the stun baton, offers a hand up. Takes me a bit to respond – caught part of the baton’s charge through Yoren.

June 27th, 2009
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If this were an adventure vid, I’d knock him out with his own baton and leave. In the real world, I like NOT being chased by the navy.

June 29th, 2009
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He takes me back to Jon and De, fielding skirmish reports while explaining he’s just decided to accept our deal. Now; to our shuttle. What?

June 29th, 2009
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The good: There’s no way he can get us through the station, so we get a free ride to our ship. The bad: He has no idea what happened to Mak.

June 30th, 2009
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The commander see me off with “Isabel’s blessing”. He’s keen enough to see the irony, given the situation, but True Navy enough not to care.