Gently, but with undeniable will divesting myself of the holds that would hold me. (Pt. 5: Chances)

[cityship]

The plan was...well, it wasn't simple, but it sort of was.

While the CLF attacked multiple Clone Processing centers to distract the government, the group with the CLF would target one particular one in the region that'd once been New Jersey. The group with the government would offer their services in putting down their own people.

In the center, they'd split up into several groups. One would fight a fake fight, create a massive diversion, and blow up the room where the samples their DNA were being kept in the process. Another group would secure a teleporter pad. That team would teleport out other teams to steal a ship, steal some med tech to teleport to said ship, and steal a medical database. Another team would go to the main command center and hack into the government mainframe to down the sensornet around the planet so they could escape. And Nightwing himself would accompany the clones to upload the harvested memories to the Mother Brains, left unguarded because of the diversionary fighting, and make sure that was all they did.

Meanwhile, there'd be a standing order for all teams to avoid killing other crewmates, and avoid killing guards unless absolutely necessary.

It was a complicated plan. If a single part fouled up, they might find themselves dead, trapped, or worse. But if it worked, it'd work pretty spectacularly and leave them with medtech, a medical database, the clones helped, and possibly a grateful Council depending on how the fight went, because of the ones seemingly aiding the government.

In some worlds, things that were a million-to-one-chance (exactly a million-to-one) by their nature had to work. Let's hope this world is one of them, eh, mission crew?

[ooc: Only comment to threads if it says they are open here. All threads: OPEN. Characters may get injuries up to and including 7 on the Injury Scale (scroll to the bottom). Any higher, and they must ask permission of the plot-runners, just to make sure everyone isn't immobilized without enough people to help move them.]

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[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Zouichi still look a little concerned, but he nodded, trusting Jr. to know whether or not he was alright.

In an ideal world, maybe that could have happened. Maybe they could have tied up all the loose ends and talked each and every one of the clones down. But as he had quickly learned, Galilee was far from ideal.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

"I hope there aren't too many of them already," he said after that as he looked around, guns held tightly in his hands. And he looked ready to use them, but not as a first resort. Would the government have sent all of their clones after them?

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"No way to tell, really. I hope this is all there are. If there are more..."

He didn't finish that sentence. If there were more of them hidden away somewhere, then the crew might have unwittingly helped the government just by coming to this planet and providing their DNA. There was no telling what the Councilors would do with an army of superpowered, easily programmable clones.

"What are you planning to do?" Zouichi tilted his head toward the clone army. "You going to try and talk them down?"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

Jr. had thought the same thing. But he had hope that any of the new clones being made had the chance to make choices for themselves. That was why they all offered their memories to the Mother Brain, wasn't it? So future clones that might be made could be more than what that initial programming was.

He looked to the ground. "I don't wanna kill them," he said, not quite the specific answer to that talk-down question. "Not when we're doing this for them in the first place." It was hypocritical to him, to kill the clones just because they were clones of them, even if it was dangerous when it came to the government.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

If it worked, of course. And Zouichi was pretty sure the memories they had just uploaded hadn't made it to this batch of clone soldiers...

Zouichi regarded Jr. with some interest. He didn't think all of the crew was down here helping out for the sake of the clones. And if there was time to rehabilitate their clones, he would probably have been for it. But in battle, there was no difference between a clone and an original -- not when they were trying their hardest to kill you.

How curious that Jr. would be willing to risk so much for them, even when they were trying to destroy him.

Maybe it was because Jr. was human.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

There was also the fact that Jr. was still set on proving to himself that he wasn't selfish. That he wasn't a coward who only cared about his own safety. But Jr. wasn't really one to admit that to himself, much less to anybody else. He did care, though. Just as he had cared for the siblings he had failed. But they were gone, now, unable to be saved anymore. Those here still had that chance, and unlike his other friends and crewmates who he had wanted and tried to save, maybe this time things would end differently. That phrase came up a lot - maybe this time it'll be different.