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Vorkosigan's Day by Philomytha (PG-13)
Fandom: VORKOSIVERSE
Characters: Aral, Duv Galeni
Length: 4400 words
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philomytha
Author Website: AO3
Why this must be read:
But if we can capture this one's true allegiance, it will be something like what I'd had in mind for Komarr in the first place. A generation late, true, and after a long and bloody detour, but--since you bring up these theological terms--a sort of redemption.
Brothers in Arms
Duv is such a fascinatingly complex character. Child of one of the most committed Komarran terrorists, and terrorist himself in his child, he grew up to be a history professor and (as soon as they started letting Komarrans in) an officer in the Barrayaran military. He joins knowing how hard it will be, that he will have to be twice as good as everyone else to get half the respect, because he believes that violence between conqueror and conquered is useless and in the end the only hope for peace is integration. It can't have been an easy journey. Here's one day along that journey: a confrontation with the past, the future he has chosen, and the meaning of honor. It's a gripping and powerful story that shouldn't be missed.
For the fourth time since he'd woken, two hours before the alarm, Duv considered declaring himself sick today. He felt sick enough, stomach churning with nerves, and the thought of breakfast revolted him. But this course was required to graduate, and if there was one thing Duv had decided, it was that he was going to graduate. Top of his class. So that meant going to the seminar, no matter what.
Nobody knew what the seminar was about. Last year's senior class had whispered about it, but had loftily proclaimed that their juniors were too young to understand it. Duv remembered their faces afterwards, grim and sober. And now it was his turn. The Lord Regent of the Barrayaran Empire, Admiral Lord Vorkosigan, was coming to the Academy today, and he was going to take the senior class for a whole-day seminar.
Some of his classmates feigned relaxation about it all. They were high Vor too, and saw in Vorkosigan a peer, someone their parents chatted to at dinner parties. But Duv could see that despite this, the aura of the Regent was more than even they could face without a qualm. The usual ragging on him had been muted a little, as if even Vayne (Vorvayne, really, and his chief enemy in the class) knew that there were some things not to push with a Komarran, and the Butcher coming to visit was one of them.
Vorkosigan's Day
Characters: Aral, Duv Galeni
Length: 4400 words
Author on LJ:
philomytha , philomytha Author Website: AO3
Why this must be read:
But if we can capture this one's true allegiance, it will be something like what I'd had in mind for Komarr in the first place. A generation late, true, and after a long and bloody detour, but--since you bring up these theological terms--a sort of redemption.
Brothers in Arms
Duv is such a fascinatingly complex character. Child of one of the most committed Komarran terrorists, and terrorist himself in his child, he grew up to be a history professor and (as soon as they started letting Komarrans in) an officer in the Barrayaran military. He joins knowing how hard it will be, that he will have to be twice as good as everyone else to get half the respect, because he believes that violence between conqueror and conquered is useless and in the end the only hope for peace is integration. It can't have been an easy journey. Here's one day along that journey: a confrontation with the past, the future he has chosen, and the meaning of honor. It's a gripping and powerful story that shouldn't be missed.
For the fourth time since he'd woken, two hours before the alarm, Duv considered declaring himself sick today. He felt sick enough, stomach churning with nerves, and the thought of breakfast revolted him. But this course was required to graduate, and if there was one thing Duv had decided, it was that he was going to graduate. Top of his class. So that meant going to the seminar, no matter what.
Nobody knew what the seminar was about. Last year's senior class had whispered about it, but had loftily proclaimed that their juniors were too young to understand it. Duv remembered their faces afterwards, grim and sober. And now it was his turn. The Lord Regent of the Barrayaran Empire, Admiral Lord Vorkosigan, was coming to the Academy today, and he was going to take the senior class for a whole-day seminar.
Some of his classmates feigned relaxation about it all. They were high Vor too, and saw in Vorkosigan a peer, someone their parents chatted to at dinner parties. But Duv could see that despite this, the aura of the Regent was more than even they could face without a qualm. The usual ragging on him had been muted a little, as if even Vayne (Vorvayne, really, and his chief enemy in the class) knew that there were some things not to push with a Komarran, and the Butcher coming to visit was one of them.
Vorkosigan's Day
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