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Ivan is asleep when it happens, but the captain knocking on his door gets him up quick enough. "What? Where's the fire?" Ivan asks. This was supposed to be a quiet posting. Well, the posting on Earth was supposed to be quiet too, cultural, etcetera, but Xerxes is supposed to be downright boring. Ivan is not supposed to be awakened from his eight hours unexpectedly.
"Murder, not a fire. You're cousin to Lord Mark Vorkosigan, aren't you?" says the captain.
Ivan has to think for a second. "...Yes?"
"Security vid picked him up within radius of a murder. This is the first we knew of him being on the planet, but the locals want us to bring him in so they don't have to it themselves and risk mishandling a Vor lord. Seemed worth consulting you on him - the file on him's really something."
Ivan blinks. "You need to arrest Mark."
"Yes."
"...Sir. Uh, give me a while to try doing it myself. He's... I'm not positive I can succeed but I am pretty sure I can survive trying, and unless he's in a cooperative mood I'm very uncertain anybody else can say the same thing."
"He may have just killed a man."
"I'm aware. He likes me. He doesn't know you from a hole in the ground, or anybody else within fetching distance, sir. Give me his last location and a few hours? Please?"
"By yourself?"
"He wouldn't know anybody you could send with me from a hole in the ground."
The captain chews his lip. "None of your shenanigans, all right?"
"Sir, I'm not the shenanigans one, it's just contagious when m'co- my other cousin's around. I'll see if I can find him, if I find him I'll try to bring him back."
The captain eventually acquiesces. And that is why Ivan is tromping around downtown, debating whether or not to call "Mark? Mark?" like he's looking for a lost dog.
Ivan has to arrest Mark
middlingalong
middlingalong
"This car doesn't have a console in it, does it? Sooner I can call in, sooner local law can be after them."
middlingalong
"I don't know if I need you to. 'M also not sure how dim a view local law takes of vigilante justice and, uh, grand theft auto, so maybe you need to scurry, I wouldn't blame you."
unmarred
"All right. I have the address of the place." He produces a flimsy. "I'll leave it with you when I go."
middlingalong
"Thanks. And I got a good look at them all unless there were more than four total, that should help."
middlingalong
"I'd've had to wait for Miles, probably. Or somebody would have coughed up the money, that'd've been a crying shame on principle and also taken longer."
unmarred
"Rabbiting. But maybe I'll see you again sometime."
He parks the groundcar directly in front of the embassy, hits the control to open the doors, gets out, and makes himself disappear.
He parks the groundcar directly in front of the embassy, hits the control to open the doors, gets out, and makes himself disappear.
middlingalong
And Ivan goes in to tell everyone that he is okay, tell them where the groundcar came from, and get them on finding the kidnappers.
unmarred
Mark watches from concealment to be sure Ivan gets in the building safely before he goes away again.
And... if he'd been watching Ivan in the first place, none of this ever would have happened.
Maybe he should just keep watching Ivan.
And... if he'd been watching Ivan in the first place, none of this ever would have happened.
Maybe he should just keep watching Ivan.
middlingalong
Ivan, once he's settled into a normal schedule following the apprehension by local law of the kidnappers, stays in the embassy during normal work hours, and in the evenings he goes out, mostly to go places with his girlfriend, her friends, and occasionally the embassy kitchen guy, who Ivan seems to think needs to get out more. When he and his girlfriend want privacy they go to her place, on the grounds that his is tiny. The girlfriend finds Ivan entertaining and likes his accent.