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Destang isn't too thrilled with Ivan, but since his lack of thrill takes the form of sending Ivan to a flower show to be out of the commodore's hair rather than, say, confining him to quarters like poor Galeni, Ivan isn't going to rock the boat. He leaves the half-commlink with Galeni in case Miles suddenly has an emergency and goes off as directed to meet the lady he's escorting.

He finds her at the University of London's Horticulture Hall, shepherds her around, makes comments of limited sophistication but genuine enthusiasm regarding the pretty flowers, and excuses himself a couple hours into the affair for a bathroom break.

Date: 2014-09-11 03:52 am (UTC)
isthisart: (g ~ museum)
From: [personal profile] isthisart
And Linya, as promised, cries a little into his hair.

"I love you," she whispers.

Date: 2014-09-11 04:04 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑬ naismith)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
"I love you too. That was terrible, I'm not doing that again, I'm telling Illyan the minute I get home that he can give you clearance to hear about my job or revoke mine and let the Dendarii go to waste. I probably won't bring up option three. Unless he makes a lot of unhappy noises."

Date: 2014-09-11 04:06 am (UTC)
isthisart: (j ~ half-dozen)
From: [personal profile] isthisart


"You know you only get to do this once, right? You only get to tell me that this is the end of the secrets and there's nothing else to hide once. Zero-one-infinity rule. If it happens more than once I will never know where it ends."

Date: 2014-09-11 04:11 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑪ theoretical)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
"...Exception for if I strongly suspect we are under hostile observation and have to tell you something that isn't true to throw off whoever it is. And I'll correct myself as soon as I get you properly alone, which I will attempt to do as expeditiously as possible," he says. "There are unfortunately way too many reasons a covert agent might have to lie. But 'to make sure my wife doesn't find out what I'm really doing on ninety percent of my quote unquote courier missions' is now no longer such a reason. I declare it so. I am done lying to you."

Date: 2014-09-11 04:12 am (UTC)
isthisart: (Default)
From: [personal profile] isthisart
"Yes, exception granted. If the ceiling is watching you may say what the ceiling needs to hear." Snuggle.

Date: 2014-09-11 04:13 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑨ obstacles)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
Snuggle. "Thank you."

Date: 2014-09-11 04:13 am (UTC)
isthisart: (d ~ nickname)
From: [personal profile] isthisart
"You're welcome." She kisses his forehead. And then tilts his head up and kisses his lips.

Date: 2014-09-11 04:13 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (③ inspiring)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
He kisses back.

Date: 2014-09-11 04:16 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑭ vorkosigan)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
Miles growls doorward, and kisses Linya apologetically on the cheek, and goes to answer the door.

"How urgently is it Destang? Pretty urgently, I have to assume...?"

Date: 2014-09-11 04:21 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑦ negotiation)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
"Alas, Linya can't pass for Illyan. Too tall," says Miles. "Fine, I'm coming."

Date: 2014-09-11 04:22 am (UTC)
isthisart: (g ~ museum)
From: [personal profile] isthisart
"Should I wait?"

Date: 2014-09-11 04:30 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑨ obstacles)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
"If you want to. I can make no promises about how long I'll be or whether or not I'll be arrested when it's over."

Date: 2014-09-11 04:32 am (UTC)
isthisart: (j ~ half-dozen)
From: [personal profile] isthisart
"I'll wait for a while, anyway."

Date: 2014-09-11 04:45 am (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑧ business)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
"All right. I love you."

And he follows Ivan to... wherever Destang is. Probably Galeni's office again.

Date: 2014-09-11 05:40 pm (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑦ negotiation)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
Destang glowers. He has quite an impressive glower.

Miles attempts to look reasonably innocent without crossing the border into disingenuousness.

"Vorkosigan," says Destang. "To your credit, you appear to have filed a completely truthful report. This does not excuse your failure to obey orders, but it does mitigate it somewhat. Also among your accomplishments: you managed not to get shot or involve the police, and you may have secured your cover as 'Admiral Naismith'. I am reluctantly impressed. However—"

There is a knock on the door.

Destang's eyebrow twitches. He motions for Miles to get it.

It's an ImpSec special courier, who looks mildly surprised to have interrupted whatever he just interrupted, but hands a data packet to Destang and then leaves. Destang sits down at Galeni's comconsole to read the message. He gets increasingly disgruntled as he goes on.

Finally he stands up again.

"You are saved by divine intervention, Vorkosigan. Here are your orders." He hands Miles a data disk marked with the Imperial seal. Miles accepts it solemnly, trying not to bounce up and down or giggle. "In short, you are to take your Dendarii on a two-week journey into Sector IV to deal with a nasty hostage situation. Holding you here on charges of disobeying orders would, alas, interfere with that goal."

"Thank you, sir," says Miles, as modestly as possible.

"Also included: another credit chit for eighteen million marks, for your next six months' operating expenses," says Destang, reluctantly handing over this object.

"Thank you, sir," says Miles.

"And when you're done, you report to Commodore Rivik at Sector IV Headquarters on Orient Station."

"Yes, sir."

"With luck, by the time you and your irregulars next return to Sector II, I will have retired."

Miles chooses another "Yes, sir," out of the many possible responses he could have to that aside.

Destang looks to Ivan and Galeni next, as though trying to decide which to address first. Finally he shakes his head. "I will enclose all of your reports along with my own and send them to Simon Illyan for review. Whatever he decides to do with you then will be out of my hands. I could not be happier about this fact. For my part, you are all dismissed to your duties."

Miles salutes and heads for the door at a decorous pace.

Date: 2014-09-11 05:43 pm (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑧ business)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
"I'm going to go with 'immediately'," says Miles. "Saving only the time it takes me to change my clothes, kiss my wife, and read my orders. Nasty hostage situations don't tend to age well."

Date: 2014-09-11 05:44 pm (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑥ ivan)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
"Have fun with that."

Date: 2014-09-11 05:46 pm (UTC)
thisvorlunatic: (⑪ theoretical)
From: [personal profile] thisvorlunatic
So Miles proceeds back to their quarters alone. And is his wife still there?

Date: 2014-09-11 05:46 pm (UTC)
isthisart: (e ~ engineer)
From: [personal profile] isthisart
Sitting on his bed, penning something.

"That didn't take too long."

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