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[wizzardly]

VOICEMAIL:

"Er... yes, okay, I suppose I should tell you that if you're trying to reach me I'm not here, and if you're trying to reach me because you want to do something involving pointy bits of metal or otherwise painful objects, I'm never going to be here. So sorry."

Comments

[wizzardly]

Do you know his mind so well now? [in a disgruntled mutter.

But he's careful of the volume, because it's true this change in topic has - given Rincewind something to think about. Worryingly. This is the first time he's heard Baelish make a pointed threat, much less imply that he's already carried out such against someone else.]

...I'll try to remember that.

[baetiful]

Good.

[ Short. Clipped. To the point. This is the only warning he's going to give Rincewind. ]

And I would say you owe me for not branding you a liar to the Princess.

[wizzardly]

You didn't? [color him mildly surprised.]

She'd only scold me again. She's fond of that. Then I'd apologize and she'd give some short speech regarding the gods or the power of Light and following the path of righteousness, and we'd be done with it.

[baetiful]

I wrote it off as a misunderstanding.

[ Plainly said. ]

And from the sounds of things, it seems to me as though you enjoy being scolded.

[wizzardly]

...Only ever as an alternative to worse things.

[mild suspicion in his voice. Are you about to make this weird, Baelish? Don't make this weird.]

[baetiful]

If you ask nicely, she may lay her holy hand of justice on your posterior.

[ Absolutely making it weird. ]

[wizzardly]

[hey, hey Lord Baelish - let Rincewind have the honor of introducing you to this modern technological practice he's learned:

It's called hanging up on someone.]

text;

[baetiful]

[ Disrespected again. Fine, Rincewind. Petyr is done playing nice. So he will leave him with this threatening text. ]

In the end, you cannot say you did not bring what happens to you next on yourself.