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Linya gradually feels her way around being proper friends with Ekaterin, not wishing to wreck things with a premature "will you be my Second at my duplicate wedding" request. There is companionable gardening. There is, when Linya and Jocelyn make an unexpected sudden breakthrough in causing the nibs to behave, which holds when they fabricate a prototype and test it out, a fountain pen for Ekaterin. (In addition to Miles's and Count Vorkosigan's. And one for Emperor Gregor, which has got to be worth all the R&D in advertising alone.) When Miles's legs are more or less completely healed, they skip off to Vorkosigan Surleau for a few days and he teaches her to fly a lightflyer, which she enjoys very much and picks up very quickly. Linya writes Miles a song. (It has no words, she doesn't feel up to lyrics, but it is very pretty and slightly different every time she plays/sings it.) With the nibs handled and all the Barrayaran languages learned Linya spends more time reading textbooks and signs up for a university placement exam to see how far ahead into advanced classes on various things she can skip, and awaits her results.
And snuggles her tiny Barrayaran.
And snuggles her tiny Barrayaran.
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Date: 2014-08-31 02:47 pm (UTC)He cuts the com and goes to wait for rescue.
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:00 pm (UTC)"No, you listen, Baron," it's telling Ryoval, "let me tell you what we're doing here in the first place, I told him it was a, what'd I say, wretched hive, scum, villainy, the works, but good old native Betan weapons won't do, he wants to drag us all the way out here and get sidetracked stealing your super-soldier? As if regular soldiers aren't good enough, and if after that he expects us to cough up the kind of money you're talking about -"
"Captain -"
"- I won't hear of it, that comes out of my crew's pockets," Thorne says over Ryoval. "Nope, he's the one who snuck into your facility on a side mission and he didn't leave us near enough spare cash, tightfisted bastard, to put together a ransom that doesn't take from the, I remind you mercenaries, that he hired -"
"Perhaps an alternative arrangement -"
"Look, Baron, at this point I'm inclined to let you have him," snorts Thorne, "after the insult - what, rank-and-file don't look imposing enough in a uniform, do we? - no, no, I think you can keep him, don't bother compiling the footage, we've got other places to be to recover from this fiasco and I've got people to jockey with for a promotion to the empty chair -"
"Captain Thorne -"
"Have lots of fun, Baron," says Thorne, and the comm winks out.
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:02 pm (UTC)"Beautiful. Simply beautiful. I am the proudest Admiral who ever lived."
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:23 pm (UTC)"Hullo, Baron. I appreciate your willingness to entertain my request but it turns out we've managed without."
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:28 pm (UTC)Thorne ends the call.
"Sir, Nicol's on board - I invited her over when I got back to the ship under cover of philandering - we can saunter right now if there's nothing else. Medtech's here too nice and cozy."
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:32 pm (UTC)"...Sir?" asks Thorne. "Suppose armed pursuit is more or less likely if I take this?"
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:34 pm (UTC)"Take it. I hunger for information," he says.
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:38 pm (UTC)"You lying freak!" roars Ryoval, frothing slightly. "There isn't going to be a bunker deep enough for you or your little mutant admiral to burrow in - I'll put a price on your heads that will have every bounty hunter in the galaxy all over you like a second skin - you'll not eat or sleep - I'll have you -"
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Date: 2014-08-31 03:45 pm (UTC)"Good morning, Baron." Is it morning? It's past midnight, he's pretty sure. Close enough. "I hope it finds you well. And how do you plan to pay all these bounty hunters?"
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