"I think I must agree with you, Lord Vorpatril. Shall we put it down as an unfortunate accident, then?" suggests Vorob'yev.
"Provisionally," Miles allows.
The hell it is. That accident was targeted with exquisite care and attention, and knowledge of his particular weaknesses - knowledge that anyone could likely find on public information networks, granted, but they'd still have to spend the time to dig it up. This is the opening salvo of some subtle war.
If only he had the slightest clue who was on the other side.
The one thing he knows for damn sure is that he is going to Lord Yenaro's party come hell or high water.
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Date: 2014-07-09 10:27 pm (UTC)"Provisionally," Miles allows.
The hell it is. That accident was targeted with exquisite care and attention, and knowledge of his particular weaknesses - knowledge that anyone could likely find on public information networks, granted, but they'd still have to spend the time to dig it up. This is the opening salvo of some subtle war.
If only he had the slightest clue who was on the other side.
The one thing he knows for damn sure is that he is going to Lord Yenaro's party come hell or high water.