[There were a number of things that Aral Vorkosigan would expect from armsmen. Sometimes a bit of drinking leads to a missed shift and the scrambling of fellows to cover the rearrangement from the eyes of the Count and Lord. Sometimes, it's as simple as sleeping in.
However, Tex missing a paying shift was actually alarming. A simple glance over the link hadn't gathered any signs of danger or those heady surges of adrenaline he'd come to associate with an Issue In Progress... in fact, he hadn't found much of anything at all.
It was just a little after noon that he quietly, and without any fanfare made his own search.. and after a few dead ends, checked a little bar she'd mentioned in a recommendation some idle conversation back.
There's no greeting, no questioning, he simply sat next to her, and put in his own order, scotch on the rocks, damn the time.]
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However, Tex missing a paying shift was actually alarming. A simple glance over the link hadn't gathered any signs of danger or those heady surges of adrenaline he'd come to associate with an Issue In Progress... in fact, he hadn't found much of anything at all.
It was just a little after noon that he quietly, and without any fanfare made his own search.. and after a few dead ends, checked a little bar she'd mentioned in a recommendation some idle conversation back.
There's no greeting, no questioning, he simply sat next to her, and put in his own order, scotch on the rocks, damn the time.]