A tall young man is seated at one of the tables. He takes large sips from a goblet of wine, hunched as if he can curl his long frame into a pocket of invisibility. Resting beside him is a sleek cane made of dark polished wood--simple, but clearly very expensive. He wears a green uniform that emphasizes the green sheen his face has taken on. He has the look of someone who has realized that coming here was a mistake.
When he gets up to refill his glass, he takes up the stick and limps to the wine cask, swaying a little in a way that has nothing to do with his handicap. If he stomps the end of his cane on your foot, blame the wine.
Locket
"Lieutenant Koudelka, Barrayaran Military Service, personal aide to the Lord Regent of Barrayar. I'm seeking work as a secretary."
He opens his mouth as if to continue, then seems to change his mind, gives a nod, and lets that be that.
Lieutenant Koudelka | The Vorkosigan Saga | Seelie
A tall young man is seated at one of the tables. He takes large sips from a goblet of wine, hunched as if he can curl his long frame into a pocket of invisibility. Resting beside him is a sleek cane made of dark polished wood--simple, but clearly very expensive. He wears a green uniform that emphasizes the green sheen his face has taken on. He has the look of someone who has realized that coming here was a mistake.
When he gets up to refill his glass, he takes up the stick and limps to the wine cask, swaying a little in a way that has nothing to do with his handicap. If he stomps the end of his cane on your foot, blame the wine.
Locket
"Lieutenant Koudelka, Barrayaran Military Service, personal aide to the Lord Regent of Barrayar. I'm seeking work as a secretary."
He opens his mouth as if to continue, then seems to change his mind, gives a nod, and lets that be that.