Episode 413: Frankie Goes To Pericles, Part Two
We all play dumb… or attempt to. Arden doesn’t quite make it work and after Wynn makes a circuit of all our faces—Kiera and Nika with their deadpan masks, Rina with her stereotypical frown, Joshua with his polite look—he comes back to Arden and asks:
Wynn: So you gotta inside track on the Dove?
Nika: The what?
Kiera: The who?
Rina: The chocolate?
Wynn: Okay. Well. If that’s the case … Yeah, there’s a doctor. He use’ta send some men through. Or I guess you c’n call ’em men. We’d sometimes help to make sure that no one was … pryin’ … when they came by.
Arden: Pryin’ as in p-r-y-i-n or p-r-i-o-n?
Wynn: Yeah. (dryly) That’s a good one.
Nika: You’ll have to forgive him. He’s pretty literal.
Wynn: Yeah. (a beat) And then one day the ship that would normally come pick’em up, didn’t show up. Somehow they word got out somethin’ was afoot. Left a bunch’a these guys on the ship.
Nika: How often were you getting’ shipments of these guys?
Wynn: Not often. Maybe every couple’a months.
Nika: How many at a time?
Wynn: Hmm…. I don’t remember the exact numbers, probably somewhere between six and a dozen or so. Maybe.
Joshua: And how long ago when this stopped?
Wynn: Uhn. Over a year ago.
That jives with our job with Jackson’s mine and our subsequent rout of Gordon from his facilty on Highgate.
Wynn: These guys’ve been here …. A man by the name of Sing. Yu Yo Sing. Somehow, he was one of the facilitators, if you will, for the transfer. He saw a … market … for their services. And he’s been okay to the rest of us … so … I don’t got a huge problem with it.
Joshua: I was about to ask whether you were involved, financially.
Wynn: I’m … compensated for looking the other way.
Joshua: Hm. I see.
Wynn: But it brings money in, sometimes, from the upper decks, even. Not often. But every now and then, people like to see the spectacle. They like to think they’re all respectable with their fancy Core accents, but …
Nika: Yeah. They’re just like everybody else.
Wynn: People like to see some blood.
Nika: We all like a good fistfight now and then.
Joshua: (quietly) Yeah. They do.
Wynn: Sometimes we hear stories about … these Frankies gettin’ outa control over there.
Nika: You ever have a problem with it?
Wynn: I’ve never had a problem. But I’m not exactly a sheriff. That’s not my job, so nobody’s ever come lookin’ for me. But I’ve heard tell that these guys get out of control and when that happens usually there’s some blood spilled. And to take them down, they gotta … mess with ’em somethin’ serious. As you know, there ain’t a whole lotta guns an’ such stuff down down here. ’Cept the ones you guys’re carryin. An’ a few more.
Nika: Seems like a nice little business.
Wynn: He does pretty well.
Joshua: Yeah.
Joshua doesn’t look like he’s liking this. We all don’t, actually, but we hide it better.
Wynn: Plus the guys that run the bets—well, he runs his own bets—plus the guys that run’em, they give him a cut of their winnin’s.
Kiera: The supply lines—since he don’t have control, his stable should be shrinkin’. He gon’ bring more in?
Wynn: I don’t know if you can anymore. I mean to say, there haven’t been any more’a these comin’ through. It’s been over a year.
Nika: When they were comin’ through, where were you sendin’ them?
Wynn: Where was I sendin’ them? I wasn’t sendin’ them anywhere.
Nika: Where were they being sent?
Wynn: Somewhere Coreward.
Nika: Ehh.
Right. Again, it jives with what we know.
Arden: How are they being sent?
Wynn: By ship. Sorta like a cattle car.
Arden: I mean, was it a Blue Sun freighter? Was it an Independent? Was it an Alliance cruiser?
Wynn: No. Nothin’ fancy like that. I donno. Usually some independent freighter or somethin’ like that. But it were easy to switch’em to somethin’ like that. There weren’t no cruiser that were comin’ in. These things … when they aren’t fightin’ they aren’t a whole lotta. They’re practically sleepin’ on their feet. So they can pile’em in twenty to a shippin’ cart an’ probably not even care. So long as you feed ’em.
Joshua: Yeah.
Wynn: I donno what happened to them. Some people use’ta think it was done at the hospital, on acccount’a some of the stuff they do up there.
Arden: Upstairs?
Joshua: Wait. Here? What?
Rina: Here?
Wynn: Well yeah. Cuz they got the people working off their debt up there. Hostin’.
Kiera: Indebted to who?
Wynn: You don’t know ’bout this?
Nika: We’re pretty new around these parts.
Wynn: Most of the people down here in the Debt Injunctions, they can’t leave the ship until they can pay off their debt. Sometimes it’s hundreds of credits. If you know someone in that situation I can help. And if you have a ship, you might be able to make out from this as well. But there’s another kind. The way to make the easy money out of this—well they say it’s easy—
Kiera: Keep talkin’.
Wynn: Stick around for a month or two and on fancy hospital ship like this, where’s the profit in it? Well they got people up there hostin’ some fancy kinda New Tech organs’n stuff like that. They graft ’em all up in their intestines or somethin’ like that. I’m not sure exactly about all the medical stuff, but they sit there in a hospital bed for a couple of months—
Kiera: Incubate ’em out.
Wynn: And then grow and get big and then they cut ’em out and send the people on their way.
Kiera: Huh.
Wynn: Yeah. Well I don’t blame’em. I guess it ain’t no worse’n bein’ pregnant or somethin’.
Kiera: S’pose it ain’t.
Wynn: Probably a shorter time period. An’ it’s not like you’re sellin’ a baby.
Nika: They’re growin’ an organ farm up there.
Kiera: Mm-hm.
Wynn: Yeah, well, I remember hearin’ about this stuff an’ they’re supposed to be in special vats’n all that but nothin’ works as well as a good ol’ body.
Kiera: Nothin’ works as well as the human body.
Nika: (yick) Mm!
Um. Can we squick now? Please?
Kiera: You know anybody who’s done it?
Wynn: If I knew them, if they done it, they ain’t here no more.
Kiera: They ship’em off somewhere?
Wynn: I know people who—problem is, you gotta be pretty healthy to be able to do it. Usually by the time you’re down here, there’s not much of a chance.
Joshua: How many are we talking? One a month? Two a month?
Wynn: I don’t know the numbers.
Joshua: I didn’t think you knew the numbers but … anyway. (yeah, ick!)
Wynn: You know, I might be … persuaded … to know more about the numbers.
Joshua: (riiight) Yeah.
Wynn: Especially when you got in to a route an old military payroll.
He’s fishing for the Dove again.
Joshua: (breathes) Yeah…
Kiera: Now why would we have an in route to a military payroll?
Wynn: That hundred you gave me.
Kiera: Me? I din’t give you nothin’.
Wynn: (to Arden) You.
Kiera: (to Arden) You held out on us? You low-down—
Arden: (off Kiera’s cue) What?
Wynn: Nah, don’t try it, lady. I heard that lots of times by a lotta folk. Don’t let my good looks deceive you. (taps his temple) I also got a brain up there.
Kiera: It ain’t your good looks as a whole bunch’a rank amateurs. Damn.
Arden: How much can we sell Kiera for?
Rina: Bite your tongue.
Arden: What? Do you think it would be too much or too little?
Joshua puts a halt to this by forking over the agree-upon half up front and Wynn makes it disappear.
Joshua: Thanks. That’s what we’ve agreed upon.
Wynn: Okay.
Nika: One last question.
Wynn: All right.
Nika: Got any names of anybody up at the hospital?
Wynn: If I got names of anybody at the hospital?
Nika: Who’s runnin’ things up there?
Wynn: Well, there’s Carpenter. A’course, I wouldn’t be surprised if this goes all the way up to the Director’s office.
Arden: I imagine it does since palms have to be greased and doors need to be opened.
Kiera: And you’d need to arrange for a transport ship to get ’em on a regular basis.
Arden: Once the organ is grown.
And even then you want to arrange for a back-up plan if the transport is delayed or can’t show, because there’s a time limit on the organs once harvested. It’s not that far-fetched an idea, running an organ farm out of the station’s hospital. In the few days we’ve been here, we’ve all seen the ads touting “Discreet Surgeries”, as if promoting a niche market in medical tourism. Which is perfectly possible. Face lifts and other plastic surgery, all above board. But no matter where you go, there is a dark underside to everything and Pericles Station is no exception. After all, if you go to a hospital in the Core, like Osiris, and get something done, people will know about it. If you go out to the Rim… say, here … no one need find out the truth. Because, as everyone knows, the Rim just doesn’t have the facilities and the resources to do that sort of thing.
Nika rises and takes her leave.
Nika: Appreciate your time.
Arden: Yeah. Appreciate it.
Wynn: You know … there might be people unable to pay for their debt injunctions but they might be able to pay for a flight out. I don’t know if you’re lookin’ for somethin’ … but I’d get my cut, of course.
Joshua: Yeah. Of course.
Arden: Something to consider.
Joshua: Thank you.
Nika herds us out of there before we talk over anything. We make our way back to the upper decks, away from the stews of the Marina. We also make sure we stash whatever weapons we’re carrying out of sight. They’re forbidden on the upper decks where the Gift is docked, but it would be foolhardy to venture below without them. So out of sight our various weapons go. We find someplace out of the way and private to discuss what we’re going to do next. Kiera grouses to Arden along the way.
Kiera: Dammit, it wouldn’t’ve lost money if you told me you knew somebody that could’a given me a tip.
Arden: I didn’t know.
Nika sighs.
Nika: You have a talent for steppin’ in a big pile’a horse dung and just—
Arden: What did I do?
Nika: Findin’ a mess.
Rina: (eyeroll) He’s a dierma magnet.
Joshua: Yes.
Arden: Did you get any information on your little foray? I mean, I’m just sayin’.
Joshua: It’s all right, Arden.
Nika: (to Joshua) Well, we found out what you wanted to know.
Joshua: True, I did.
Kiera: So we know at least it’s a limited shipment so if they kill’em off one by one, they ain’t gettin’ new ones in.
Nika: What the gorram hell’re we gonna do about the fact that they’re farmin’ out organs?
Arden: I … don’t think it’s terribly illegal.
Well, it would be in the Core.
Nika: Absolutely it’s illegal.
Arden: Why? Say I needed a new organ—
Nika: They’re blackmailing people.
Arden: He didn’t say anything about blackmailing people.
Nika: (hands up) Okay. Then I’m fine with it… We’ll just leave it there. It just kinda weirds me out.
Joshua: I’m sure it’s not ethical from a doctor’s perspective—
Arden: Then again, we don’t have any of those on board.
Joshua: Doctors’ stringent rules of ethics haven’t been a requirement for anybody on this ship.
Nika: You mean the Hypocritical Oath?
Joshua: The point being—if they’re voluntarily choosing?
Nika: Ehnn, same thing we talked about before. Didn’t make Rina happy but they were chosin’ it.
Joshua: And the other half of that is—who’s the head of the hospital?
Arden: Carpenter.
Joshua: I don’t know how much good this hospital does, here on the station—
Arden: It’s a hospital.
Nika: Better than most in Blue Sun.
Joshua: Potentially trying to bring down the head of the hospital and who knows who else?
Nika: I got no interest in making a bigger mess around here.
Kiera: Well, it’s probably the only thing keeping the hospital afloat. It’s a little hospital. I mean, as a rule, who’s going to come all the way out here and get sick? Not that many.
Arden: Yeah, but who’s going to come all the way out here to get a new organ?
Kiera: A lot of people. And they’d be willin’ to pay it. And it’s keepin’ a small hospital alive.
Arden: It’s keeping a space station alive.
Nika: Like I said. He said indebted. I heard blackmail. If you’re tellin’ me it’s more in the nature of “you can pay off your debt by growin’ this organ,” then that’s fine by me. I don’t care.
Rina: Flat on your back for two months and you’re debt free at the end, right?
Which leaves the stitches.
Joshua: I’m much more disturbed and bothered by the stitches.
Rina: Me, too.
Nika: Well, everything happened over a year ago, so…
Joshua: It’s not— I mean yeah, I get that. It still—it ain’t right. (off Nika’s sigh) I’m just sayin’ it bothers me. Look. I can see the look on all your faces.
Nika: I ain’t sayin’ I ain’t bothered. But it’s none of our business.
Joshua: Yes, Captain.
Kiera: I would not want to break up this large industry now that exists in doing these fights of these men beating each other half to death.
When they run out of the stitches, they’ll just have to find someone else to replace them. When that happens, could be they’ll draft people with families who depend on them for the money. Or mental patients. Which Kiera and Arden point out.
Kiera: Small puppies stolen from loving families for dog fights.
Joshua: (despairing) I hate you.
Rina: (to Joshua) What? Did you not see that coming?
Joshua: Oh no, I saw that coming. But the Captain’s given me an order.
Nika: No, I haven’t given any order.
Joshua: You did too. You said—
Nika: Nope.
Joshua: You said it ain’t our business.
Nika: I voiced my opinion that it ain’t our business, but—
Joshua: You say it ain’t our business as the Captain, that means it ain’t our business. That’s an order, Captain. Don’t be giving the orders and then saying they aren’t the orders. That was an order.
Arden: (to Joshua) To assuage your own conscience.
Joshua: Let’s not go that far.
Arden: It’s true.
Joshua: There’s a difference between true and there’s a difference between let’s say it right now. Let’s hold off and say it later—never mind.
Kiera: (brightly) You know what? I think dinner would be a great idea.
Joshua: I agree. I think dinner would be fantastic.
Arden: (to Joshua) You want me to jump down that hole and help you dig it any deeper.
Joshua: Shove it.
Kiera: Because I care about you, I say we’re hungry.
Hungry or not, we have to decide. Tackle the matter of the stitches? Or let the matter go?
Nika: My moral conscience has determined we’re doing something about it.
Joshua: You’re the Captain.
Nika: (resigned) Yep.
Arden: Doing something about what?
Joshua: The stitches.
Arden: What is there to do?
Joshua: Stop them from fighting them.
Arden: Why?
Joshua: What do you mean, why? What human being would—
Arden: Let’s assume we rescue them from whatever indentured servitude they’re in. What do they do then?
Kiera: What are we going to do with them?
Arden: Yeah.
Good point.
Kiera: (to Joshua) I know! They can beat some sense into you. That’d be good. We’ll just use him and let’em take a turn beatin’ on him.
Arden: Well I wouldn’t go that far.
Kiera: But where are they goin’ go?
Arden:' I feel bad for the people. but unfortunately it’s been done to them. There’s nothing you can do to reverse it.
Joshua: I know.
Kiera: And you can’t let them into society at all.
Arden: Not that they would fit.
Kiera: That’s what I’m sayin’. There’s no place to put them.
Arden: Unless … is there a way to reverse it?
If it were just a matter of Prion Disease, Arden knows a way to reverse it. However, the stitches have also had brain surgery with chunks of their brains removed. Arden doesn’t know what could reverse that.
Joshua: I understand. It’s a difficult medical situation. And it would be hard and uncomfortable for us to do something like that. We should just do the easy thing and move on.
Arden: (sourly) I’m gonna hurt you. I’m gonna hurt you so much.
Kiera: I am gonna have to ask you to explain that out, ask you what you know about the Prions cuz I know you wrote the paper.
Arden: I know about Prion Disease.
Kiera: All right. So. Let’s look at it this way. We have a hospital here that’s making money doing pretty surgeries and growin’ organs for a buncha rich people. You saddle them with I don’t know, ten, fifteen, Prion Disease-ridden things and say out of the kindness of your heart, will you do the research and see if we can reverse it?
Arden: Not gonna happen.
Kiera: Right.
Joshua: Is it wrong of me and have I completely gone off the rails, gone off the deep end? Because I’m pretty sure I have. Because I was just—the brain made the connection of Prion patients who are completely lobotomized and can’t do anything, people growing organs… I’m surprised you didn’t jump to that conclusion. Hey, nice hospital. Here’s ten people who are good for nothing but sitting and growing organs.
Kiera: Yeah. But the problem is they’re already compromised with their organs. I don’t think you’d want that growin’ an organ.
Nika: I seriously doubt you could take the stitches to the hospital and say if you take good care of them
Kiera: Here’s portable lab units and oh, by the way, they may contaminate what you’re growin’.
Joshua: Yep, I get it.
Kiera: Arden? Your friend. Would she be able to talk them into taking them?
Meaning Rava in the hospital upstairs. The one with the information on how to reverse the wetwork.
Nika: (to Joshua) That said, if you can come up with a viable way to get your stable loose and taken care of properly then yes, I will follow your moral compass here and—
Joshua: That ain’t necessary, Captain.
Kiera: It’s not like there’s a university nearby. The only thing I can think of is if it can be a completely research project.
Nika: You’re right. It’s a ridiculously tough call to make. Cuz you’re right. It’s not the right thing.
Rina: So. The only sticking point would be what do you do with the stitches after we’ve freed them?
Joshua: (quietly) Yeah.
Arden: It’s not the only sticking point.
Rina: They can work on the docks as stevedores. They’re already used to it.
They did work in the mines, after all, before being shipped here.
Arden: As long as someone was telling them what to do.
Rina: That only takes one person.
Kiera: As long as they don’t start fighting again as is their inclination.
Rina: (sighs) If you can put wetware into them to make them fight, then can’t you put wetware to keep them from fighting?
There’s something to be said for Rina’s idea. We first encountered these men on Osiris—back when Arden and Rick got snatched by Blue Sun—and we thought they were just sleepwalking guards until a high-pitched noise turned them into the loping feral dog-like hunters we fought. And at the mine, they mostly acted like what they were—plodding lobotomized zombies able to follow simple directions and do the heavy lifting. Eyewitness accounts at the mine verified that high-pitched whistles would set the stitches off into rages—sometimes rages deliberately set off for entertainment value as impromptu gladiator fights. Or as a means of disciplining fractious miners by throwing them into an enclosed space with an enraged stitch. Other than that, the stitches were mostly calm and slow and oblivious of their surroundings. By this we surmised the wetware was more a way to make them go into berserk fighting mode than to keep them from fighting.
But that doesn’t exactly tell us what we can do with the stitches once we free them. Kiera iterates her position that they would be valuable as research subjects and as Rava was already looking into researching ways to reverse the effects of Reaverism and the Pax, based on the physical findings she’d gleaned from Arden’s brain during his last stay here. That’s if Rava’s willing to take them on as research subjects, Nika warns. Well, it’s a choice between leting the stitches die fighting or as lab rats.
And it’s not like we can take them to Highgate. The facility that Dr. Gordon used to turn them into stitches was taken over by the PDF—we last saw it as the facility where they held Mike Carter in custody. And the doctor who performed the stitch procedure, Dr. Gordon, is missing and still at large.
Nika: Here’s the thing. She wants a lab rat. She wants to publish something that will get her noticed.
Rina: This will do it.
Nika: (agreeing) This will do it. Not necessarily the best option but at the same time it seems more probable to me that she will take good care of them.
Arden and Kiera counter the idea with the argument that while Rava might need test subjects, if she does not intend to make Reaverism her life’s work, her findings may pigeonhole her into it regardless. And furthermore, she will have to pay the expense of keeping her subjects contained so as not to have them harm others or have them come to harm by others. Both factors are powerful ones to make her say no.
Then again, Pericles Station at one time was storing Prion patients in cold storage against the discovery of proper treatment. It’s possible she may use those facilities to contain the stitches until she needs them.
Arden: I agree it’s a difficult situation. But I believe us meddling in it would make it more difficult.
Nika: We are inveterate meddlers.
Kiera: I was about to say that. Why the hell has that stopped us before?
Joshua: (to Arden) One vote for no?
Kiera: Oh what the hell. I got nothin’ better to do now that I finally got some sleep and some food.
Nika: Well, then. We got two people we gotta see. We gotta talk to the Dr. Rava to see if she would be interested or able to take this on as a project. And once we have some kind of answer from her, we need to go see the man controlling the stable.
Kiera: You also need to be checking with the law, since they seem to be quietly ignored on purpose.
Arden: It takes place below deck.
Where the law really doesn’t go. Bringing in the law might not be a good idea, since there’s no telling what would happen as a consequence, simply as a side effect of their not being there in the first place. And on reflection, it might be better to simply show up at the hospital and present Rava with the stitches as fait acompli rather than asking her first. At this stage, nobody knows what the stitches are. Save for us, and our knowledge is mostly based on hypotheses.
For instance, based on our observations at the mine, the stitches were safe enough to house in unarmored dormitories. They were only hard to manage after fighting and they only fought after being teased and goaded into it. Because we’ve been close up to them in the mine, we know that they are mainly docile and not ravening Reaver-ish fiends. We also found out that they were cured of the Prion disease by excision of the diseased brain tissue. A drastic cure, but a cure nonetheless, allowing the patients to live instead of dying slowly. It was just their bad fortune that the doctor involved in this discovery also discovered a way to make this cure monetarily beneficial to his wallet by turning them into something more than just recovering Prion patients.
Given this information, there’s nothing keeping us from visiting the stable now, instead of later. We reverse our tracks and make our way down below again. We ask around. We have a name: Yu Yo Sing. We get directions to his stable. It’s not hard to miss once we get there. Under the soaring ceiling are four cargo containers ranged in parallel with a fifth stacked bridge-like athwart three of them. It’s a little dim that high up but we spot the moving figure of someone on the roof if the fifth container. A couple of people are on the deck at the foot of the middle two containers, clear of the end. They see us coming and turn to face us. A man and a woman. Both of them armed. The man is holding a carbine-sized weapon like an Alliance stunner. He looks tough and ruthless. The other person is a woman, she’s got a pistol and she’s not looking too soft either. They motion us forward and eye us as we approach. Joshua is flanked by Nika and Kiera in front with Arden and Rina bringing up the rear. When we reach speaking distance, Nika and Kiera hang back just a bit and Joshua goes forward alone.
The woman of the rough pair speaks first. Her accent is pure Rim Twang.
Rough Woman: You wanna talk to Sang? Whaddya want?
Joshua does the talking for us.
Joshua: Want to talk to him about the stitches.
Nika and Kiera move forward. Rough Guy brings his weapon forward to bear on us. Another gunman steps out from the container at the far side of the row, about thirty feet back, and his gun is up and out as well. Hello, Rear Guard.
Arden: Whoa. We don’t need to be pointing guns at people, here.
Rough Woman: (waving rear gunman back) S’all right. S’good, people. (to us) What do you want? What do you want about stitches?
Joshua: Well. First of all, I don’t think they belong to you. Or to Sing, or that matter.
Rough Woman: Nothin’ wrong with it. Or them. They work for him.
Joshua: Yeah. They’re not really being treated as such.
Rough Woman:(eyes askance) You with the Alliance Society for the Protection of—?
Joshua: No, no, and no. We ain’t with nobody. I just wanna talk to Sing about it.
Rough Woman: Convince me you got something worth talkin’ to him.
Joshua: We were hoping to just quietly convince Sing to let them go in the name of humanity, morals, ethics and all those things that you don’t hear a lot about down here.
The woman thinks that’s mighty funny.
Rough Woman: I got to give it to you, Mister. That’s the first time I’ve heard that one.
Joshua: Yeah, I figured it might be.
Rough Woman: I’ll pass that one to Mr. Sang and we’ll see you at the fights in a couple’a days.
Joshua: Yeah …I was afraid of that.
Rough Woman: Once their contract’s up, they’re free to go.
Nika: How long are their contracts?
Rough Woman: Well, that’s between them and Mr. Sang. I don’t keep track of that stuff, ma’am.
Joshua: (breathes a laugh) I like the sheen of professionalism you’ve put on it. It gives it that sort of … (tsks in classic what-is-the-word? fashion) … sweet taste over the—
The woman whistles. The figure on the top container comes forward and levels his weapon at us. It’s a rifle and it’s aimed mostly at Joshua. Hello, Sniper.
Rina: (sees, mumbles) All right … (sighs)
Rough Woman: I’ll give you a head start. Why’n’t you head out?
Joshua looks over at Nika. He’s not going to start anything without her say-so. Arden steps up.
Arden: Look, I understand you don’t want to give them up, but I’m a doctor. Let me take a look at them to see if there’s any injuries that can be fixed. Gratis.
Rough Woman: That’s okay. We got that taken care of.
Arden: I doubt you do. You don’t look like a doctor.
Rough Woman: It’s all taken care of.
And she starts to shuffle us off. Joshua impulsively runs forward to grab her and use her as a shield against the sniper above. Rough Guy, Rear Guard and Sniper all bring their weapons to bear on us.
Shi.
We scatter—Rina to the side of the outermost container, putting its bulk between her and the sniper, and she keeps on going to the far corner of it, intending to double back behind the Rough Pair. Arden dives for cover where he can find it and fetches up against a container. Nika motions with her eyes to Kiera to take care of Rough Guy on the deck while she takes Sniper out on the container and both women bring their weapons up.
Moves are made, shots are fired and the fight is on.
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