|Meanwhile back at the safe house...
||[Aug. 1st, 2007|09:46 pm]
The hot tub had been everything Gregor had promised, and the couple emerged glowing, hungry and laughing after a long soak.
Breakfast had been assembled, cooking would have been too strong a word for the pulling together of ration packs, and some of the contents of the box the doctor had brought. Coffee had been drunk, and some of the rather ill matched collection of clothes in the wardrobe donned. Laisa felt much better in a pair of trousers and a shirt, although her fair hair still looked as though she had been electrocuted somewhat.
Time had moved on sufficiently for them to contemplate contacting the Vorkosigans, to find out how Alys and Simon were, and to speak to the children, but the comconsole was sending out a busy signal.
"That's odd, isn't it?" she asked Gregor.