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In the kitchen [Aug. 15th, 2006|12:24 am]
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Laisa checked through the box that the doctor brought, and unpacked it into the small refrigerator and a cupboard in the corner of the kitchen. Everything she had asked for was there, although looking around the other cupboards there was a distinct lack of any conveniences to prepare a meal. Imp Sec obviously expected them to manage on the prepacked rations for however long they were there.

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A Special Surprise (Joint Post) [Aug. 9th, 2006|12:41 pm]
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Mark made it to his flat as he was taking a shower getting ready for their date he was running late to pick Kareen up. It had been an interesting day of class, his teacher caught him day dreaming about Kareen. His exacts word were "Accountants don't day dream." He laughed what a sad man.

Kareen sat on her couch watching a holovid and waiting for Mark. She looked at the clock, Late...not like him usually.

He made it to her place twenty minutes late and he rang the door bell.

Kareen sprang off the couch and ran toward the door to open it. "Mark!!"

He had some flowers for her. "Are you ready for a fun night?" He smiled at her.

She took the flowers. "Of course, Mark. I always am."

He smiled at her as he offered a bent arm to her. He glanced at what she was wearing.

Kareen took his arm and closed the door. She noticed his glance to her clothing she smiled. "So, Mark, where to?"

"Only the best resturant on Beta The Oracle. I have had the resevations for three months."

Kareen looked surprised. "What's the occasion?"

She would have heard that the place was $1000 beten per plate there. "It's a surprise."

"Ok...." She glanced at him and allowed herself to be lead out the building.

He lead her to a limo that was parked outside. The driver opened the door for them.

"Oh..." Kareen said in surprise as she saw the limo.

Mark had gotten a call from Barrayar three months to the day and it was killing him not to tell her.

Kareen was getting all excited by the extravagence of the night.

He took her hand in his and smiled to her his eyes hid something.

"Mark...whats all this about?"

"Has to do with you graduating this month. My last class was today you are looking at a certified accountant." He smiled at her.

"That's great Mark!" She gave him a big hug. "But what has that got to do with me graduating? My classes don't end for another two weeks."

"Well I have to fly home before you get out. My brother has me a fast courier in orbit. The perks of having a brother that is an Imperial Auditor."

"Oh." She looked down. "But will you be back in time?"

"It's just two weeks. Oh yes, I'll be sure to get back in time."

She brightened. "Good. But why do you have to go back home?"

"That to is a suprise. But do you trust me?"

"Yes, of course." But why all the surprises....
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Over at Delia's [Aug. 7th, 2006|01:19 pm]
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The cab driver gave Ivan a smile and nod as he was being tipped. "Thank you, sir. Have a good day, sir."

Ivan returned a weak smile. "Yeah thanks." He turned around as the cab drove off and headed up the steps towards Delia's apartment here in Vorbarr Sultana, blinking furiously to get the glow of the morning sun out of his eyes. What a terrible night.

Ivan had left ImpMil a few hours ago after seeing to Simon's needs and hoping for a waking peep out of his mother. No luck on the last one. He'd then informed Impsec about Simon's theories about their attack, and in return, got told that yes, Gregor and Laisa had been sent off somewhere safe and that yes it really was safe. Ivan had sighed and hoped for the best. When it became obvious that he was hindering more than helping at ImpMil and that people were too polite or daunted to tell Lord Vorpatril to just go home, Ivan had had the decency to excuse himself and trudge back to his apartment. After making sure that he would get the first word if anything else developed, of course.

Ivan had tried to call Miles at home, but couldn't get through. Damn busy signals anyway. Frustrated, he'd thrown himself on his bed and buried his head in the pillows.

A few hours later, Ivan was interrupted from bad sleep and worse dreams by the chime of his comconsole earlier that morning, which was why he was here in the first place. Delia had also been worried after his mother, and Ivan had decided that he needed company badly. So he'd dressed in a rush, grabbed a bag of muffins and hailed the first cab he saw on the street.

He'd forgotten to shave.

Well at least I pull off the handsome kind of rake haha. Ivan cleared his throat and rang the doorbell.
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Convo between Kou and Drou-Joint Post [Aug. 6th, 2006|11:42 pm]
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Kou walked to the door hearing a knock as he opend the door there was a delivery man with a milla evelope and has him sign for it. All their daughters where out of the house for a change he enjoy the silence and had day dreams of a time they could be alone again.

Drou was in the kitchen making lunch when she heard the knock and followed went to the door:: What was that dear?

He looks to her with a odd look on his face as he shut the door. "It is addressed to the both of us and it has the Vorkosigian seal on it." He showed her the envelope as they made their way to the living room. "you dont think this has to do with Mark do you?" His look to her showed that he was still not trusting of Mark. Mark had returned from Beta Colony a month ago and Kou had been on edge ever since. He placed his swordstick against the edge of the couch and sat down.

Drou looked worriedly at Kou. "I'm sure it's nothing bad."

Kou looked to his lovely wife she had aged so well where as he felt like a old man. "Then you open it." He smirked and hands it to her:

"Ok." She took the envelope with a rather odd expression on her face, took a deep breath and opened it. "Huh. It's an invitation." She looked toward him and grinned. "And you can't find out what it says."

"And why is that?" He looked at her.

"Because you have to tell me why you distrust Mark so much. I see the looks you get when anyone mentions him."

Kou exhaled. "He was trained to be a assassin my dear wife. You trust a man like that with our daughter?"

Drou thought for a moment. "Yes I do. Because he has not done anything against any of us. I see the way he looks at her. Hurting her would be the last thing he would do. Though anyone else who hurts her...I fear for. I trust him completely. Though he might not trust himself at times." She looked at him and sighed recognizing that he would not change his mind about Mark. "Cordelia sent us a gift." She handed him the packet with a strange smirk on her face.

Two round trip tickets to Beta Colony and to the Betan Orb were inside. He looked at it and blushed.

She laughed. "What a lovely color on you, dear."

He looked at Drou. "You think she is trying to buy are excepetents of her new son?"

"No i think she's telling us don't judge till we've experienced." She shrugged. "Could be interesting. And we can see Kareen while we are there."

"That's true." He smiled. "But who will look after the girls while we are gone you know they will kill each other with out us to ref."

"Well Delia is at school and she has Duv. The only one here is Kareen and well she has that Dr. Borgos fellow...not to sure about him though."

He looked at the card. "You know are anniversary is coming up."

"It is isn't it. Maybe Cordelia thought about that and is the reason she sent it...well now at least. I think the world will go on without us love." She looked at him seeing his skeptical face. "Come on, it'll be fun. We haven't done anything for ourselves in awhile..."

He looked to the ceiling and exhaled. "There will be alot of walking at the shuttle ports." He smirked trying to make her beg. "And you know I am not as young as I used to be."

"Now you are just making excuses." She took his hand. "Come on Kou. It'll be fun. In more ways then one..." She grinned at him.

He looked at her and grinned. "Maybe a sample of how much fun it will be? Before we pack out bags?"

"Ohhh...I don't know. You know your old age and all..."

Kou tackled her and they rolled off the couch. Landing with a thud on the floor.

Drou giggled. "Hey no fair you took me by surprise." She kissed him.

Kou kissed her back his love for her had not change a bit from that first night they had made love in Vorkosigan library so many years ago.
The fire burned as hot as ever in their hearts for each other.

She pulled reluctantly away. "Here? The windows are wide open." She got up, her shirt was unbuttoned as she went to close the window and spotted Mark walking up the drive to their door. "Oh damn." She hurriedly fastened her blouse. "Kou, Mark is here." She grumbled under her breath. "Don't know why he can't have better timing."

Kou stood up and tucked his shirt in. "Seems to be his lot in life it. Your turn to get the door." He sat on the couch.
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What to do with children when roasting isn't an option [Aug. 3rd, 2006|03:39 pm]
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Armsman Pim ushered Byerly into the library at Vorkosigan house to alert Lady Vorkosigan that was there.

By tried to imagine his Uncle Ges, a shadowy figure from his childhood, sitting in the library. He had been in the library countless times, but never really thought about what might have happened if Miles had been born his cousin. He might have grown up around Vorkosigan house. The whole world might have been different. Prince Serg might still be alive and be Emperor Serg. A small action to change the world. He wondered if he believed, as he'd been often told, that Aral Vorkosigan had killed his aunt. Not that it mattered much. He'd never met her. And it wasn't like the Vorrutyers didn't have plenty of other children. How did you miss one aunt in such a mass of family?

And what a family. His experience growing up a Vorrutyer convinced him more than anything that if Count Vorkosigan had killed his aunt, she probably deserved it. And now he'd be babysitting the Vorkosigan children and heirs. Richars would probably have plenty to say about that. He supposed he'd have to comconsole Richars with the news before he heard it from other sources and started to question By's loyalties.
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Lunch with the cuz [Jul. 27th, 2006|11:07 am]
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"Thanks Szabo." Byerly said as he was ushered into the library to await the pleasure of his liege lord and master. Byerly smiled at the thought.

He felt a sense of pride and accomplishment everytime he stepped into Vorrutyer house. Surveying the immaculate bookshelves and entirely dust-free environs he was again greatful he'd gotten involved, even if it had gotten him into a bit of trouble with his Imperial masters. He knew the staff worshipped Dono. They'd probably have all been out of work if Richars had taken over. Richars preferred sycophants to competance.

"Lucky for me, I'm both." he mused outloud as he trailed his fingers over some of the titles on the bookshelf looking for something to read while he waited for Dono.
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In the safe house Gregor and Laisa [Jul. 25th, 2006|04:45 pm]
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As the connection closed she turned to Gregor, buring her head in his chest and wept.
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(no subject) [Jul. 25th, 2006|03:55 am]
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"...I said, I think it's time and past time for the children to be in bed. You too, it appears." And me right behind her. This day cannot possibly hold any more surprises-- none that I could bear, at least. Stepping up on tiptoes to plant a quick kiss on her cheek, he took Aral's hand-- how did he het himself sticky again?-- and gently patted little Kareen's shoulder with the other.

"Time for bed, everyone. Would you help your brother, Kareen? He needs you."
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(no subject) [Jul. 18th, 2006|04:02 am]
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Returning from the house he came from was a surprise to the ImpSec driver, but the look on the little Lord Auditor's face when he announced their change of plans was more than enough to convince him. Miles' booted feet clattered on the marble floor as he entered Vorkosogian House. Pym snapped sharply to attention at the front door and lead Miles and the newly-arrived physician to where they could find Ekaterin and the children. Ekaterin, my poor love, if this day would only stop spinning a moment...
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Gregor and Laisa at Camp B [Jul. 17th, 2006|06:40 pm]
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The lightflyer came up over a small rise, and there was the camp. A small clearing outside the little cabin provided just enough space to land the flyer safely. Everything around them was lush and green, and Gregor could hear the waterfall nearby. Gregor hopped out and helped Laisa, then took her hand and headed them towards the cabin. There was a slight breeze and a chill in the air; the mountains where the cabin was located never got warm, even at the height of summer. Hence the hot tub, but right now Gregor wanted Laisa back in touch with the children as quickly as possible.

I'll need to tell her the tale of how I spent time here before. She'd probably be amused. But not now.

The door was unlocked, of course, and they stepped into the front room, which had a fireplace at one end -- complete with fur rug -- and a small stove at the other end. "ImpSec sends someone up here every week to check up on the place and keep it clean." he said. He then led Laisa to the back room, which was furnished with a comfortable bed and a comconsole. Her eyes lit up when she saw it. "Go ahead, it's a secure line." Gregor let go of Laisa's hand and sat on the bed. She was still dragging with exhaustion and stress, he could tell, but hopefully a call to the children would cheer her up.
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