vorbratta: (we'll get him falling for a stranger)
Princess Sonia Vorbarra ([personal profile] vorbratta) wrote in [community profile] sunchime2017-07-14 01:35 am

[ open post: sonia ]

Sonia Vorbarra Vorpatril
every Sonia under the sun

your choice of:

wartime: "canon" Sonia during the 20-year-long Cetagandan occupation

for barrayar: 4b AU Sonia, post-game

wine mom: post-massacre single wine mom Sonia, now Lady Vorpatril, raising her baby boy Padma

alignment swap: bad end AU where Padma dies in the massacre and Sonia goes on a heinous revenge quest after the civil war










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justoutside: (late night alcohol)

option a with AU Betan Bull?? also i'm making shit up

[personal profile] justoutside 2017-07-18 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
The strange looks are almost getting old. Almost, except they're still kind of hilarious. Krem doesn't get a second look, which. Is nice. He knows how hard Barrayar still goes for gender shit. He looks good tonight, the soft greys of the Betan Survey team complimenting his military cut hair and straight posture. He's confusing the fuck out of some of these General-Lords who think they should be looking at a civilian and Bull's getting a kick watching.

Barrayar doesn't know what to do with someone like Bull. He is big, easily as tall, if not taller than many of the men in their fine military formal and built like a truck. Sitting off to the side, lounging almost on one of the elegant sofas does nothing to diminish the sheer size of the man. He's a good counter point to Krem: uniform a little bit rumpled, a little disarrayed, dark skin even darker against the grey while his scars stand out starkly. The eyepatch gets some looks, but the insignia on his uniform gets a double take which is gratifying. Captain Bull Irons of the Charger is not here to make Barrayaran Lords comfortable. He's here to make sure Skinner doesn't kill anybody and Rocky doesn't blow anything up and drink on the Emperor's dime.

And maybe even enjoy watching the woman, gorgeous and done up and only a little older than he is, playing the crowd like she was born for it.
justoutside: (maybe lying maybe truth)

[personal profile] justoutside 2017-07-19 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
His guys don't pay her much mind than a rowdy cheer of greeting. The booze is high price and free flowing and the Chargers' crew have never been ones to abstain. Bull feels more than sees the subtle shift of Krem moving to sit in his blindside. It gives him more than enough assurance to smile up at the beautiful woman, giving her the bulk of his focus.

"Ah, don't sweat it," Bull tells her, taking her hand carefully in his. He does his duty, a quick light kiss to her knuckles and a slight seated bow. He's not for titles, but he knows who he's talking to. "Emperor throws a hell of a party."