[ On the way in, Bel was looking more for ways back out - possibly off planet, if necessary. That trip to Beta Colony perhaps, if they could swing back to the Vorrutyer's was an idea... The way one does in a mission gone sour.
Brushing past the protesting secretary (armed guard only holding at the Vorkosigan colors on Bel and the driver), finding Canaba wasn't exactly the surprise they wanted. Their eyes narrow unhappily at the scientist. Having plenty of time to get to know Taura hadn't instilled any great favors in this man's name. ]
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Brushing past the protesting secretary (armed guard only holding at the Vorkosigan colors on Bel and the driver), finding Canaba wasn't exactly the surprise they wanted. Their eyes narrow unhappily at the scientist. Having plenty of time to get to know Taura hadn't instilled any great favors in this man's name. ]
I'm looking for Miles.