An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Sorry for the long posting delay. But, the plot continues and this latest chapter picks up right where we last left off. Titled "The Situation," ND-5, Kay, and Hummer take a moment to discuss what all they know about the Emperor's Retreat and how they could go about getting inside before setting off to the swamp to find the Gungan outcasts.
Unfortunately, I didn’t get a whole lot written today, but with any luck, I will over the next two days. Obviously the story itself is going to stretch vastly beyond the scope of 50K words, so... look forward to that?
Word Count: 518
Previously: Week One (Nov 1st-5th) Week Two (Nov 6th-12th) Week Three(Nov 13th-19th) Week Four (Nov 20th-26th) 27th
“So, this is the layout of the primary manufacturing facility in Hive Quintus,” Crowe began. “One of the safest places on Nostramo, much less in this city. We’re going to need to get around that to be able to complete our job.”
Morning had seen the five of them convene in the dining area, eating breakfast amidst bleary-eyed stares. Crowe himself had not slept entirely restfully, still overawed by his new circumstances. It was easy to understand why Brant asked so few questions, even if concerns still lingered in the back of Crowe’s mind.
Josepha and Ashlynn, of course, had come to breakfast together, fingers intertwined and smiling.
Their new employer had not shown up to breakfast, and Crowe had assumed the man slept during the day, which would explain more than it didn’t about his habits, but when they’d filed out to explore in daylight, there he had been with the projector, ready to explain how the devices worked so that they could begin to plan.
“A lot of safe places aren’t as safe as they seem,” Josepha pointed out, leaning in. “They need points of entry for all kinds of employees. Maintenance workers, sustenance providers, haulers. Those are the ways in. We need personnel lists.”
“Now… I’m no expert,” Brant said slowly. “But wouldn’t those lists be inside the manufacturing plant? The one we’re trying to break into? How will that help us?”
“The ones for the plant, maybe, but we can observe the outsiders that come in. Find out the names of their suppliers and maintenance workers. We go to their place of business and break in to get the information. If they’re too well-guarded, we see who works for them, and so on. It might take a few extra steps, but they can’t guard the entire chain.” Josepha looked up at her team and smiled. “We’ve got this, though that’s only the first phase.”
“Infiltrating their forces is only the first stage. We need to establish the idea that we belong there,” Crowe said, tapping at the screen. “I usually break, then enter, but infiltration means needing to become a part of the process for a time.”
“The way Josie did to get into this building, right?” Ashlynn said, and Josepha smiled.
Josie, hm? Crowe mused. “Essentially, yes. Infiltrating won’t do you much good if everyone who sees you realizes that you don’t belong.”
“We need to establish a pattern of movements that we can use to slip closer to where the STC is being held,” Josepha said. She tapped at the image and it wavered. “A good infiltration takes time, patience, resources. Normally speaking I work alone, or rarely, with a partner. I’m not sure how all five of us are going to get in.”
“That won’t be necessary,” Malcador said, and Crowe started, looking over at their patron. “The team’s expertise is required, but not specifically for infiltration. If you can only insert two people into that part of the operation then that is who will be going in. Once that portion is complete, you can move on to the next stage.”