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[gregorsterrier]

"So, one stop on the big upcoming trip is going to be my six-years-younger identical twin brother Mark's. For those confused by the six-years-younger twin thing, he's a clone. It's an issue. Most things are, with Mark. And Mark... well, we've stood up for each other, been shot or tortured for each other, and generally care about each other. But I

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[vicioussweetie]

"...why do you have a clone?" Ali tries to be understanding about these things, but clones are just hard for her. "And why did you get one when you were six?"

[gregorsterrier]

"Ah. Well. Mark was secretly commissioned from stolen cell samples by terrorists with very long term plans to assassinate my father and bring down the Barrayaran government. We didn't know he existed until he was 17. To say that he didn't have a very good life would be a substantial understatement."

[vicioussweetie]

"I would imagine. Um. Well. He must have some hobby or interest or something, right? You could talk about that."

[gregorsterrier]

"There's his business efforts, but I always like to tread carefully there. A harmless useful suggestion could kick in his 'I must not be just a cheap Jacksonian knockoff of Miles' issues and make him alter all his plans in the opposite direction. Besides that, most of his time is spent on therapy or with Kareen." Pause. "We could just talk about Kareen and Ekaterin at length, really."

[goldenchaoslady]

What, no new amusing Vore bore anecdotes since Mark left for Beta Colony? Dono's still new and novel enough that he must have generated a few stories worth telling, if only becuase of how... well known Lady Donna was.

[gregorsterrier]

"Oh God, Dono.... I don't want to talk to Mark about other people's sex lives."

[goldenchaoslady]

Not that! But some of the stuffier old Vore must have embarressed themselves around Dono in some fashion worthy of retelling after Mark left.