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Deskyl and Daisy in Amenta
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No. No. No no no no no no no. She's only barely recovered from last time they took her; she can't let them take her again.

If she draws her saber, she'll die. There's no doubt in her mind about that, outnumbered as she is and with her master right there. There's nothing she can do; he knows it, they know it, she knows it. They wouldn't do this any other way.

The flash of inspiration is more like a memory; the floating, disconnected kind that sometimes linger after... whatever it is that they do to her. It's never been quite like this before, but - she reaches into the Force, nudges it just so...

 

The burst of feedback - fear and rage and terror - overwhelms her; she reels, barely keeping her feet, distantly aware of the shouting, of her droid stepping forward to steady her. She ignores it as best she can, and continues nudging at the Force, carefully, carefully...

And then, suddenly, she's elsewhere.

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She can probably get them to do that! She reminds them again very carefully about the whole 'needing reds to trust the government' thing and points out that they aren't going to have a second chance to get this one right when she makes the suggestion.

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Well, but reds can't tell the difference between actual genuine total anonymity and not that if they don't actually use the not that.

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If they're actually not going to use the information why do they want to have it?

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In case they ever really need it more than they need the reds to believe they have the thing.

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...for example?

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Like if they had writing style analysis suggesting that some red they found agitating for riots online was the same as a feedback-sender, and they couldn't find them through the online posts but could find them through the feedback form. That one would even be plausibly deniable.

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She's not afraid of a riot, but they have ever gone after blues, okay, fair.

She doesn't want them ever using that information without her permission.

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They had been under the impression she didn't wish to be bothered about these details.

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She doesn't, but she wants even less to end up in a situation where she has to figure out what to do about the government having already burned its bridges re: reds trusting them, and this is a situation where there's an especially high risk of that. So, their alien-approved options are to not collect that information at all - which she would, personally, prefer - or to not use it without her sanity-checking to make sure they're only taking appropriate risks.

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They have a prolonged debate about this.

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DZ'll send her the conclusion.

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Eventually they decide they will have a really anonymous form but add in tracers if things get tense with the reds in general.

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Combinations of 'not gathering the information at all' and 'gathering it but only using it with her permission' are also fine.

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They proceed with their science and with the getting her and DZ anything they should happen to want, up to and including an empty warehouse for installation art pieces to be turned into a public museum after aliens are revealed.

Winter comes. It's a pretty bad winter.

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She notices, in a vague sort of way; the snow only barely affects her, and the temperature not at all, but sometimes her warmth aura comes in handy when Kesa comes out to visit DZ.

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Kesa appreciates that.

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A huge storm hits. Trains shut down. Power is only flickered in the hotel - nice part of town has local generators - but goes out other places.

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Turning down her extra senses doesn't do much to shield her from that kind of panic. She rides it out, and it fades, but not to nothing; someone's in trouble, not too far away.

She gives it half an hour; it only gets worse.

She goes to find out who.

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The hotel staff do not want her to go out in the storm! She could get lost.

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That's actually literally impossible. Magic. Shoo.

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They are upset but do not physically obstruct her.

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Out she goes.

Gee it's a good thing she doesn't need to see to navigate.

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Snow! Snow! Snooooooowwwwwwwwww! Wind. Snoooooooooooooow.

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On the other hand: Sith. It can fuck right off, at least in her personal vicinity. She heads for the source of the distress she's feeling.

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Couple reds in a hearse, out of fuel, stuck in a snowdrift.

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