[pre-jailbreak open log]

[rebells]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Various locations around Shehui
When: Days 215-218, roughly
Open/Closed: ota! closed/semi-closed toplevels in comments.

[It's been a quiet few days in Shehui. Life is going on, despite the detention of the Chosen 12--Yeunai is approaching, and there's something about an app called Bondr. Are you being tempted by the Antima trials? Shopping for Yeunai cards to give to your friends? Or is the toll of not knowing where some of your friends and fellow coven members are getting to you?

As for that, the plan to rescue the Chosen 12 from the building where they're being held is ticking along too. There are hushed meetings and telepathic conversations taking place in the apartment building daily--hopefully no one is bugging them, or maybe the planning squad has found a way to deal with that? Members of the coven as a whole have been informed that a rescue operation is ongoing (and ones who were paying careful attention early on will have more details), and to stay close to the outskirts of the city on Day 218. They've also been given the location of a temporary safe area on the edge of the city. The upshot is: prepare to be wanted, and to escape, when all this goes down in a few days.

If you're actually a part of the rescue plan, there are briefings on your role and duties going on the lower floors of the apartment, in the space Geir once inhabited. Even if you're not, there are still things that need to be done: supplies that need to be bought and discreetly moved to the temporary safe location, for one. Everyone has been asked to help with this.

And then, of course, there are the prisoners and the planning squad. How is everyone holding up? Are the interrogations getting worse? Are plans taking shape? How will you spend these last few days in the calm before the storm?]


((OOC: Direct any questions to this post, or to prospit and diakurosawa on Plurk.))

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BRIEFINGS (closed to signups + vern)

[rebells]

[The first level of the apartment, once occupied by Geir, is now being used to host elements of the rescue team: there's one group for the infiltration team, one group for the decoy team, both clustered around a rough map of the area they're targeting.

Roy, Percival, Dirk, Jay, and 9S are there, along with Vern, standing grumpily off to one side. He is still living here, after all.

If you have questions about your role in the plan, want to make a suggestion, or just want to talk with other people involved in this stressful effort, the time is now.]

[alienates]

So what's the plan when we fuck up?

[ it's a valid question. ]

[lohengrins]

We won't.

[ CASE CLOSED. ]

[alienates]

Damn. You got me there!

[ he does a single clap. ]

[rebells]

[It's a valid question, but Jay continues to not be in the mood for this. He raises one eyebrow.]

That depends on what you mean. We can't plan for every possible way this could go wrong.

[alienates]

[ he counts it off on his fingers. ]

What if we can't actually get inside?

[rebells]

[He thinks about that for a moment.]

We should be able to get inside. If not, we can keep knocking out monitors and stealing their identification until something works.

[Dry, but that's basically the plan here.]

There's also a door that can be . . . "hacked." 9S and the other androids are working on it.

[alienates]

[ he scoffs a little at the hacking comment. not that he doesn't think they can do it, but. karkat and hacking. he doesn't explain why he thinks that's funny. ]

So basically it's keep running through the options if one of the other ones fail? [ ... ] Yeah okay.

[ seems legit. ]

[rebells]

Unless you have a better idea, of course.

[alienates]

I have spent the last several sweeps living off of one haphazard plan after the other, most of which either blew up goddamn spectacularly or veered off course so slowly that you didn't even notice you were about to crash until the plan was two feet away from a burning wall. So, yeah, fuck me for being curious as to exactly how thorough you all were about this.

[splinten]

Burn everything and take them all down with us.

[alienates]

Amazing. Harley may not appreciate more extreme temperature changes, but it's a solid idea.

[splinten]

[Dirk freezes. When he does speak again, his voice is quiet and low.]

Shut up.

[alienates]

[ he raises an eyebrow. ]

What?

[splinten]

Nothing.

[THAT'S IT. End of conversation for Dirk, focus on something else. He is not emotionally balanced enough to handle that kind of comment right now.]

[alienates]

[ yeah he has no idea what's up with dirk, but dirk is low on his priority list at the moment so he's not going to bother to press the issue. ]

[lohengrins]

[ percival shoots dirk a glance, before leaning over and letting a hand rest against his shoulder. ]

[spaceforged]

[He waits until silence falls before he speaks up. His voice steady. He can be as stressed as everyone else in private.]

If we can’t get in, we’ll fall back. No matter how this goes we’ll have information for the next attempt. We have to break through but we have to be smart about it or we’ll all be, [He pauses, his right metal hand tightening into a fist.]

In any case. This is a plan with a lot of moving parts. It will take some doing to suceed. We all have to throw our all into it no matter what the outcome is.

For now. I think everyone needs to step away for a moment. This is a stressful situation. Take five minutes. Take ten if you need it.

ack it wasn't updated on the post but waver's been punted to decoy

[teratias]

[Waver's mostly looking at the map that has been spread out, frowning as he looks at all the possible get-away areas. He's on duty as a decoy not to wreck anything, but to provide escape cover for everyone else.

So that means finding spots with a good vantage point, and somewhere where he's less likely to be seen. With a frown, he taps a particular area with his finger.]

Hm. All of the places available have blindspots....[Not good.] Which means determining the one least likely to be used by the actual authorities.

[spaceforged]

[Now that the dust has settled Shiro joins Waver at the map. He peers at it for a few moments and nods.] They’ll be covering street level and anything a security camera can reach on the outside. Above they’re likely relying on Helicopters to see what street level security can’t.

Maybe you could position yourself in a building by a window? [If they had time and he had a way to hide his metal form he would scout from above but they don’t have either of those.]

[teratias]

[Waver considers the suggestion, and points to two potential buildings whose corners might offer the best sight lines. It works on the assumption that those two areas have windows, and frankly, that feels like a big assumption.]

I would need building access though, and in all likelihood, to arrive earlier as not to tip our hand.

[spaceforged]

[They’re the decoy team. Making it look like the real assault...] That’s doable. Their security above ground seems more about magic and less about normal problems.

One of us can get you inside and be in position ourselves for our part of the plan.

[He crosses his arms over his chest and studies the two spots.] Do you need any supplies that will help you? We still have time to get them.

[teratias]

That would work. It'd also give some lead in time in case the angle isn't as good as I need it to be.

[Waver pauses to think about supplies. In theory, he needs nothing. The smoke is magic.]

Something pointy in case I get snuck up on once the plan's in action.

[spaceforged]

[Shiro unhooks the dagger Brie gave him and its sheath, holding it out hilt first to Waver.]

Will this work? Might be a bit heavy. We'll find something else if it doesn't.

[How early should they bring Waver in? Too early and they risk their hand being exposed.]

In your opinion, how early do you feel you need to be to get into position? [He has ideas but it never hurts to ask.]

[teratias]

[Waver takes the dagger and thankfully, his hand doesn't drop immediately when it's given to him. He considers it for a moment and then nods.]

That'll do.

[Never mind that he has no idea how to use it. Waver can lie through his teeth on that point and no one will ever figure it out.]

Half an hour? Maybe an hour if we want to hedge bets? I can wait, and I can look below to be given a signal to start covering the escape.