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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
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Mark snickers.
"You know, something tells me I would've had my talent for mimicry even if I hadn't needed it so badly. And something tells me Miles would have taken full advantage of his ability to effectively self-duplicate. 'Interesting' is one word for it, yeah."
Mark snickers.
"You know, something tells me I would've had my talent for mimicry even if I hadn't needed it so badly. And something tells me Miles would have taken full advantage of his ability to effectively self-duplicate. 'Interesting' is one word for it, yeah."
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"Yeesh." Ivan shakes his head. "...It just occurred to me that Aunt Cordelia's going to grill me, albeit in a very Aunt Cordelia sort of way, all about you next time I'm home."
middlingalong
"I don't so much expect her to ask as expect her to invite me to dinner and then look at me across the table smiling until I go on at great length about you."
middlingalong
"I'd consider picking restaurants in such a way as to challenge your assertion that you like everything, but I'm not an adventurous enough eater to pull it off."
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