The Troubled Celestial RiverChapter 5
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Tomozo Onishi delivered a report to Hiro the next day, which had likely been the product of many hours of work through that previous day and night. In it he detailed the options for the intelligence-collecting ships that would be required for the tentative plan that the Emperor wished his military advisors to evaluate.
The start of the report described the tremendous resource constraints of Kuniumi, and how large ships such as carriers were simply not feasible given the colony’s current state of development. Although carriers would be very effective at patrolling enemy space, the likelihood of quickly obtaining the great resources needed to construct and support them essentially precluded that approach. This plan required that any ships must be much less resource-intensive to build, staff and maintain.
Two options seemed to conform to these tight restrictions. One was the Archerfish, which would probably benefit from some upgrades given that the design was a few years old at this point and new developments had become available which could integrate into this platform fairly easily. The advantage of this platform was that it had significant strike capability, had a long loiter time, and might be able to interdict Sa’arm worlds without requiring a fleet to be dispatched, as long as there were only a few enemy ships to be stopped. It was somewhat large, and although considered quite stealthy Tomozo was unconvinced that it could reliably remain undetected during a mission.
The second option was a rather unusual craft, of which only one had been previously commissioned, and was a dedicated intelligence gathering platform with limited loitering capability. It somewhat resembled a large bat. It was very small, had observability characteristics that were superior to the Archerfish, but probably could not carry any weapons if dedicated to an intelligence gathering role. The reports on its performance seemed to be unfairly negative, given how well it had performed in action.
Of these two, the question was raised of which of the capabilities of either or both were of most usefulness for this task?
One of them had the features of an attack submarine from earth, and armed with Type 93 torpedoes it would be a formidable platform. It was not unusual at all to have an attack submarine loiter outside an enemy port and collect information and attack targets of opportunity, and Japan had done considerable damage during the wars with exactly this type of system.
The other was more like a maritime patrol aircraft that would conduct electronic surveillance. It would lack any real offensive capabilities, although the design in the records included some anti-radiation missiles and an electronic warfare capability. The flexibility of that platform was intriguing, and it’s surveillance capabilities were quite superior to the Archerfish. The two offered different, but somewhat overlapping, capabilities. Having the flexibility to target some worlds for persistent interdiction, and others for more occasional monitoring with a platform demanding fewer resources appeared to make sense to Onishi, and so he recommended a blended effort of two Archerfish and four of these other vessels, based on the expectation that there would be up to five potential surveillance targets.
Onishi was calling them koumouri, or “bats,” instead of the name the Confederacy had used. Small, black, and with two wing-like structures that held electronic warfare pods, they even looked like a bat somewhat. There was a play on words in the name, because if one did not properly emphasize the first syllable of the word one would say “babysitter” instead, and these ships would definitely be “babysitting” the Sa’arm worlds. Hiro thought the naming idea to be rather clever. Saying it correctly or incorrectly, you still described the platform or its purpose rather perfectly.
The concept of the operation was that the “bats” would visit each of these Sa’arm worlds on a periodic schedule, and any that appeared to be building an invasion fleet it would get closer observation by an Archerfish. Having two would mean that one could relieve the other on a periodic basis, so the crews wouldn’t have to endlessly remain on station. When an Archerfish determined that the time for an attack was right, it could send a message probe using one of its six launchers to summon a fleet, and still have some ability to interdict a sortie with their own weapons if necessary.
Once that world had been dealt with, the Archerfish would be available to take on the next target, with “bats” doing the reconnaissance work to determine which of the remaining was of most concern.
This seemed like a solid plan, Hiro thought. He added a request to have each system evaluated for technological currency and as soon as that was completed and any modifications finalized he would add them to the production queue. Knowing the enemy’s capabilities and obtaining some idea of their intentions in this effort was critical, so these ships would precede any new destroyers or frigates.
General Yushida asked if Hiro could join him for lunch so they could discuss recent events, and Hiro was quite eager to accept. General Yushida selected a geisha house for their meal, which Hiro wasn’t terribly thrilled about, but it did seem a reasonable place to share a meal and have a discussion. There weren’t any options other than a mess hall, which Hiro tried to avoid, or someone’s private home.
The traditional atmosphere was quite welcome to Hiro, even though these geisha seemed to be talking some unusual liberties, allowing their kimonos to loosen a lot more than would be acceptable under usual circumstances. They also seemed much shorter than the traditional floor-length garments that he was accustomed to. Much shorter. Having been forewarned by Nomi about what these places were intended for he could understand the purpose, even if he missed the traditional way that a true geisha would allure a guest by more subtle means than by attempting to so brazenly flaunt her charms.
Still, the meal was excellent and the service by the comely women was much appreciated.
“Yakazuki-kun, I am concerned you are burdened too heavily. You need assistance with your work,” the General observed.
“I expect it will be much easier when we have a headquarters and more staff personnel. I do understand why an office building is not considered a high priority, however.”
“Yes, but you have only one staff at this time, Rear Admiral Onishi, and he is as busy as you are. Yet we have many trained personnel awaiting posting on new ships, and they have little to do. You may benefit from shifting some of your work to them while they are available.” Yushida counseled.
“They would have nowhere to work, either. I could see using them to review reports and handling some of the administrative and logistical matters, and perhaps even doing intelligence work, which is increasing in importance. But where do we put them?”
“Perhaps right here?” Yushida waved around the room.
Hiro considered this. Have the staff offices of the Imperial Japanese Navy in a geisha house? How would any work get done in a place like this? This was crazy, but there really was nowhere else to go.
“I had not considered such an idea. This is not a good place for work, but there are no alternatives,” Hiro lamented.
“I am certain you will have no shortage of volunteers for staff duty, my friend.”
“No, there are hardships, and there are delights.”
The geisha house was soon overflowing with personnel volunteering for temporary staff duty, and Hiro and Onishi spent a whole day speaking with candidates to see where each might serve most efficiently. By the end of the day, Hiro had an aide, and acting commanders of the administrative, logistics and intelligence sections, and each section had five other personnel. Onishi collected a staff of eight others to assist him.
The remainder were grouped into ad-hoc teams that would be tasked with working specific issues by the staff sections. It was a good arrangement, Hiro thought, and would provide some useful experience for the men who would hopefully soon be posted on ships.
Still, he considered this environment most unfortunate for the work that must be done. Perhaps a word with the head of the house would be in order, and he could advise her that his men should be allowed to do their work with as few distractions as possible.
Hiro approached the okasan of the house and bowed. “Honored mother, I have a request I would beg you to consider.”
“We would be very honored to serve the Admiral. How may we be of assistance to you?”
“I have men working here who have important duties to attend to. It is my hope they are not unduly distracted from their important work for the empire while they are here,” Hiro intoned, making this not as much of a request, but a directive.
“Honored Admiral, we have our duties to perform as well, here in our place of business. We welcome the opportunity to serve you and your men, and only ask to be allowed to do so.”
“That I understand, mother. It would be most unfortunate to be burdened with the task of requesting that the emperor dedicate your facilities for the exclusive use of the Armed Forces of the Empire and leave you with no choice but to look elsewhere for a house. I am hoping we can come to an arrangement that would be more agreeable.”
The house mother was quite shocked. Earlier she was quite pleased to have so many honored guests visiting her establishment, a demonstration of the wisdom of what had been her idea. Now she was being threatened with confiscation of the product of all her hard work.
“I agree that would be an unwelcome task to perform, Admiral. I shall speak with my ladies and inform them that during your working hours the men are given every opportunity to maintain their focus. Would it be acceptable that after the workday they resume their normal duties?”
Hiro considered the terms of capitulation she offered. An arrangement would cause much less disruption than a seizure, and perhaps the gentler approach would allow a more harmonious outcome. “Such seems a reasonable compromise. I understand how difficult such a change may be for you, and am honored by the forbearance you are offering in service to the empire. Your sacrifices will not be forgotten, honored mother.”
“I thank you for your kindness, honored Admiral,” she replied.
Hiro considered how useful it might be to use the geisha house as his workplace as well, but that would invite disharmony into his home, and besides concentrating in this environment would be an unwelcome challenge. He directed his aide to work there in his place, and the aide would schedule meetings for Hiro in his residential pod with staff or others.
Besides, after today’s encounter with the house mother, it wouldn’t be inconceivable for her to spit in his tea if he spent much time there. That would never happen with true geisha, but in these times one might never know how their culture might be changing.
The colony’s AI had been a helpful resource in providing information, but had the annoying habit of breaking into conversations and informing the participants that certain things were not allowed. Hiro understood that the AIs actually served as the de-facto galactic authority of the Confederacy, but answering to a machine was disgraceful.
The AIs were becoming the God of all humanity. They were all-knowing, they were all-seeing, and it appeared that there was hardly a limit to what they could do to punish what it saw as inexcusable transgressions. The judgments of its unwritten law could not be appealed, and learning what was within the law usually came in the form of a pointed observation when an AI observed what it considered illegal behavior, or a discussion that even considered it.
Much of that law was passed on from person to person as they learned of the Confederacy, but full knowledge of the body of law had never been revealed. When questioned, the AI would simply advise that it would warn personnel when they were approaching the line, and that was adequate for it’s purposes.
The Empire’s relationship with the Confederacy wasn’t to be negotiated with some remote political body, but directly with the colony’s AI, which would be the arbiter of terms and communicate, somehow, to the other AIs what those terms were. A political discussion, while messy and time-consuming, would be a familiar method of resolving the issue. Negotiating with an AI would be foreign and uncomfortable.
That was the Emperor’s task, but before he started those negotiations, he needed the input of his senior leadership. Hiro’s list of recommendations were among the most important.
The Empire must be allowed to independently extract Japanese citizens without interference from DECO or other Earth or Confederacy entities.
Japanese vessels must be allowed freedom of navigation in Confederacy space.
Japanese trade between the Empire and the Japanese homeland must not be subject to control or hindrance by Confederacy authorities.
The Empire must be permitted freedom of action to engage the enemy as it sees fit, as a fully independent ally of the other worlds of the Confederacy.
Existing extra-terrestrial facilities operated by Japanese interests must be considered the sovereign territory of the Empire.
In return for accepting these demands, the Armed Forces of the Empire would pledge to refrain from hindering or interfering in other Confederacy matters, and assist the Confederacy in fighting the enemy subject to the availability of forces.
Other groups discussed trade issues, sharing intellectual property such as the products of research and development efforts, preserving Japan’s unique culture, and dispute resolution. It was quite an exhaustive list, but much of it seemed perfectly consistent with their understanding of how the Confederacy operated. The colony AI never spoke up about any of these points, so it seemed they were all on the table.
Emperor Akihito was very pleased with the work his advisors had done, and asked if there wasn’t any reason that he could not commence negotiations immediately, with them present in order to assist him in the discussions. Of course no one objected.
“AI, you have heard these discussions. Would any of these issues be objectionable to the Confederacy?” he asked.
“Is it possible to open discussions with DECO and CENTCOM regarding those issues,” the Emperor asked.
Hiro tried to put this into an understandable context. It was somewhat like having CENTCOM and DECO as the Vatican City during their “Middle Ages” which would control the behavior of all the European nations that desired the blessings which only a Pope could bestow. With all of the attendant issues and problems that caused, of course.
Perhaps the Empire’s ability to address the problem of the colony of Rek would facilitate the negotiations. If the Empire had something the “space Vatican” wanted, it might agree to any number of things in return.
Hiro nodded to the Emperor, who indicated his permission for him to speak. “Your imperial highness, our discovery of the issue with Rek and our capabilities to address it may encourage CENTCOM and DECO to negotiate in good faith. They are not aware of the Sa’arm incursion in this area, nor the danger that it poses. If we accept primary responsibility in this region, allowing Confederacy fleets to continue their efforts without being distracted by this new challenge, perhaps they would be interested in a deal.”
General Yushida then spoke up. “Time is of the essence here. Perhaps sending a message drone to CENTCOM with a report of our observations might facilitate the efforts of our ambassador when he arrives. At the time of his arrival they will have had the opportunity to consider the challenge and might welcome our proposals as a means of addressing the issue. Handled correctly, CENTCOM may beg for assistance and we could be convinced by them to help, if only they facilitate our efforts to do so.”
“I am honored by your wise counsel, my valued General. Let us see to that immediately. I must appoint an ambassador quickly for this important task. Whom do you know capable of it?”
After some moments of consideration General Sota Masamune, the head of the Imperial Army spoke up. “Your imperial highness, my aide Nura Naruhiko may be an appropriate candidate. He had been an executive with Mitsubishi customer relations for many years and has the temperament to handle discussions with westerners. I find him to be a very capable assistant.”
“Please have him visit me after our discussion here, General.”
“Hai, tenno heika!“
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~Demons are creatures of Earth and Fire, Blood and Bone. These are their attributes, and they are at their strongest in the presence of these things. Angels are creatures of Air and Water, Tears and Spirit. These are their attributes, and they are at their strongest in the presence of these things.~ First Year Magician Lesson -Devnik- I awoke to total darkness. The cave smelled foul. Blood and vomit had mixed in the air, creating a putrid odor. Water still dripped from the ceiling, and...
-Daniel Fleeting- (1097 AD. Somewhere outside Jerusalem) "Ave Maria, gratia plena, Dominus tecum. Benedicta tu in mulieribus, Et benedictus fructus ventris tui, Iesus. Sancta Maria, Mater Dei, Ora pro nobis peccatorbus, nunc, Et in hora mortis nostrae. Amen." I moved to my next bead. And I began again. Battle was nigh, and I alone continued to say my prayers. All around me men sat by the campfire. Weeks of forced march had made their minds weak and their spirits corrupt. They sat...
(Outskirts of Paris 1623) -Maria- Consciousness returned to me slowly. I stretched out on the black arm chair, and sat up. The room was warm, but the fire had all but gone out. A few smoldering coals provided nothing but a dim light to see by. A faint outline of a man was visible. Sitting on an identical chair was the demon. His glittering red eyes were trained on me. "Glad to see you in the land of the living," he said sarcastically. I blushed. "Umm, good morning," I said. He...
I was getting impatient. I was only pretending to read the book in my hands. My eyes had been glancing over the same page for nearly an hour now. It had been two days since I sent Turkik out to identify my angelic caller, and so far he had not returned. The two days of his absence had sent into an uneasy pattern. Every evening I would arise at about nine, to which I would be greeted by a shy 'hello, ' from Maria. I didn't know if she simply slept the daylight away like I did, or if she...
-Devnik- A chilled wind swept through the country side. "Your home is so ... beautiful..." she marveled, her gaze still fixated on the chateau. I moved to stand behind her. I wrapped my arms around her clasping them just under her breasts. I put my chin on her soft shoulder. I whispered directly in her ear, "I'm glad you approve Maria." She shivered. I could see goose bumps appear on her neck, but that could have been from the cold... She was still so nonplussed with my house that...
(France 1623, Chateau) -Devnik- She was here. I could sense her. At the top of the spiral stairs, standing in what must be total darkness, was Maria. It felt strange to have her in this room. It somehow felt very personal, as if I were sharing an embarrassing secret. My chambers were furnished exactly like the cave was. But here, in this house, the furniture was original, and not the product of unholy trickery. The only light of the room was from the marble fireplace. It was identical...
-Maria- I felt hollowed out. As if someone had reached into me and pulled out all my insides. My muscles were too sore to even think about, let alone move. I could feel the soft silk sheets under me, and the satin pillow that I rested my head on. I cracked my eyes open. The fire had gone out, but the room wasn't cold. Devnik wasn't here. That made me sad. I shook my head violently, trying to clear the unwanted demon from my mind. The shaking reminded me of how sore I was. I...
-Devnik- Maria was breathing heavily. I could see the outline of her breasts slowly rise and fall from underneath the sheet she had draped across her shoulders. Her face was flushed ... and she was staring at me hungrily. My little half-angel was aroused. We both listened to Jon's boots echo off the stone walls as he walked up the spiral staircase. The door shut at the top of the stairs ... and we were alone. I repeated my questions, "What is your desire my sweet?" She smiled softly...
-Maria- It felt like I was going on an adventure. The old timber of the carriage creaked as it rolled. I could hear the clips and clops of horse hooves against the worn cobbled path. I was leaving France. Never in my wildest dreams had I ever imagined living anywhere but Paris. Never had I imagined being anything but a prostitute. Now I was headed for Ireland in clothes fit for a baroness with a man I called Master ... and lover. Despite the insulation of the carriage, the cold air...
-Maria- The still of the early evening settled upon the little inn. A cool morning had given way to a scorching afternoon. Jon had carried in the results of his labors chopping wood, and Boyce, the owner of the inn had practically fallen over himself with gratitude. Boyce was an old man who didn't have the strength for cutting firewood anymore. When the inn ran out, Brie would have to go out and do the best she could. As a show of thanks Boyce insisted that we sit in the common room and...
-Maria- My body was singing. My arms were too heavy to move and my legs felt like they were made of jam ... but that didn't matter. I had never been so content in my life. My pussy was throbbing, and I could tell that I was still soaking down there. The fire crackled gently, and the smell of wood, smoke and sex laced the air with a heady and wonderful aroma. Not even my awkward positioning over the side of the chair could dampen my bounding joy. I gazed up at my Master. His long black...
~The Bra'rul are sharp and fierce. They appear as beautiful men or woman with long dark talons and black feathered wings. There greatest strength is their speed and ferocity, which is unmatched by any other demon to walk the plains of Hell. Best disposed of at a distance- The Hunter's Manifesto -Cariel- I felt his arms slither around me. My body shivered, and tensed immediately. A sense of wrongness and panic encroached on the edges of my mind. I had never been this close to a member...
The Meeting ~Humans do not naturally posses magic. A child of dust and mud can only achieve power through four ways. They may pledge themselves to either the Light or the Dark, and be rewarded with a sliver of their power. They may channel the inherent magic of the Earth. The fourth way is to steal it. These thieves are called The Afflicted and they are abominations- The lecture Notes of Father Fredrick~ -Daniel Fleeting- I knew it the moment it happened. One moment I was riding into the...
The Royalty of the Dark were once Angels. Betrayal sent them to Hell, but it was Hell that corrupted them. They are the original Fallen. Other Angels have been corrupted by Hell since, but none can compare to the Original Ten. They are to be scorned. They are to be pitied.-A scrap of Parchment that burned at Alexandria Devnik I had almost forgotten. Strange really ... how I could have almost forgotten. Like a piece of gristle between a tooth, or a pain that lingered and wouldn't go away,...
~I heard the buzzing. The Flies were everywhere. Fresh corpses were stripped to the bone in seconds ... and in the middle, Beelzebub sat, devouring the flesh of fallen. – Survivor of the Pyrrhic war.~ Daniel Fleeting This wasn't part of the plan. I had been distracted for a moment. This woman with jet black hair and forest green eyes had reminded me of a past love ... and I had dropped my guard. Had I been aware I would have realized that no woman living in the forest has a teacup...
Humans are both Light and Dark. We are capable of the most selfless compassions, and the most delicious sins. A life without both is an empty hollow thing. – Unknown Devnik Maria's face smiled sadly at me as the dream fell apart. Her image faded and broke like the reflection of a shattering mirror. She said she was coming back to me. That thought alone prevented my mind from despairing. I could feel a stirring underneath one of my arms. Consciousness drifted lazily back into my mind...
No Return Only HE can force an Angel to enter Hell. Once a being of the Light has walked within the Halls of the Damned, there is no saving them. The Dark always keeps those who embrace it. -Devnik- Her breath went out slowly ... and with it came a whisper. "So good..." The words were soft and muffled ... and they were lead-heavy and full of a woman's emotions. The sound of it was utterly foreign to me. I didn't understand it ... not even a sliver. I drew her closer and softly...
Butler at Sea Leviathan is the Demon Prince of Wrath, Deep Dwellers, and Violent Waters. His moods are mercurial and ever shifting. He has never set foot on the dry lands of Earth. Jonathan the Courageous The boat shifted slightly as we shoved off. Timber and board creaked delightfully as the waters of the channel caressed the hull. I smiled and sighed. Boats are wonderful things. Five hundred years of living, and a strong ship and sea breeze still made me grin like a fool. But, I was a...
Jealousy Hush now my baby you're safe where you lay, The forest is napping, now sleep and let be. Hush now my baby you'll wake all the fae, The forest is stirring, you must hear my plea. Hush now my baby they seek out young prey The forest is moving, they'll steal you from me... -Forgotten Lullaby- -Cariel- The dark iron chains felt cool against my heated flesh. That was the first sensation that came to me ... as my mind slowly clawed its way out of the deeper place it had fled...
Rain and Flame ~Humans live two lives. First, they live out their mortal years, and those determine if they shall fall unto Hell, or ascend unto Heaven. Second, they live as a soul of either Light or Dark. When the soul dies ... it vanishes unto Nothing.The Third Lesson of the Magician's Guild. -Devnik- Clouds rolled in across the night sky ... quick and low and determined. My tongue flicked out to taste the air. It was heavy and filled with the promise of rain. I turned my head up,...
"Love is not righteous. Only a fool who has never felt love's bitter edges would claim otherwise. Love is greedy, love is dark, and love is jealous. But this is why we desire love above all else. It is like a mania. Our thoughts become clouded, but our blood thrums with life." -Attributed to Lilith, Princess of Lust and Blood Devnik I could feel the daylight shield rippling like gauze around me. My skin tingled. It felt like a thin layer of frost had settled softly against me. I...