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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

[dendarii]

What is the issue, then?

[wizzardly]

[Rincewind takes a breath.]

I'm about seventy percent sure he also knows who was there for it.

...And actually, given that it's my luck, you should probably change that to ninety. I already have.

[a hog pinks happily in the background.]

[dendarii]

[ Miles is immediately alarmed. ]

Surely that isn't possible. He ought to know it's removed, yes, but that it was you who did it? How?

... And was that a pig just now?

[wizzardly]

After I removed the mark - and that's important, it was after - the room practically lit up with octarine. Someone cast something over the room. Possibly over the whole building, I've no way of knowing. So -

Oh, and yes, it is. I think the man said her name is Gertrude.

Would any of your people have cast something?

[dendarii]

[ Miles just stares for a moment, trying to parse it. ]

Er - no. None of us are magically inclined. Octarine being that strange glow you saw on my chest?

[wizzardly]

Exactly. Only at the magnitude I saw, and without physically changing anything in the room, I'm inclined to believe someone was looking in. And the timing is a little too perfect, isn't it?

[wearily:] So to be safe, I have to assume he knows I was there. And why else would someone like me be there? If he hasn't figured it out yet, he will.

Possibly he knows your people were there too.

[dendarii]

That's ...

[ Not such a bad conclusion to draw, even if it makes Miles' blood run cold. He'd been expecting something; he hadn't been expecting that. Suddenly he's taking Duv's suggestions for additional security a lot more seriously. ]

... Thank you, Rincewind. That's good information to know.

[wizzardly]

If I were you, I'd look into getting a ward put on my home. I don't know how much good one would do against a god, but you've little to lose at this -

[Gertrude snuffles in a friendly manner against his leg, and Rincewind mutters a curse in Latatian and shoves her massive head away.]

- at this point. You should look up that Billy fellow.

[dendarii]

What about you? ... Where are you, Rincewind?

[wizzardly]

That's actually difficult to say. It was... "Our-can-sass" last I saw a sign? But that was a few hours ago.

[dendarii]

... Arkansas? You've gotten that far already?

[wizzardly]

You should see the way this man drives.