"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."
[On this, the most important romance-related holiday of the year, Rincewind receives a card delivered by a regular ol' pig. Because weird magic stuff seems to freak him out a lot, so in order to make him feel more comfortable and welcome, Mabel asks the Waddles responsible to keep the shapeshifting on the down-low.
There’s a small chocolate heart taped to the back, and a little note: Happy Valentine’s Day! Have the best day EVER!!]
[words cannot express how surprised he is to find a pig on his doorstep. Especially one with a card in its mouth. Rincewind cautiously accepts this (somewhat moist) delivery and stares at the card. And the chocolate. He looks between both for a while quietly. Why would someone be this nice to him, she doesn't even know him.
...The chocolate is rather good.
Excuse him, he's just going to go back inside and wibble a little. Happy Valentine's Day, Mabel.]
[he'd considered not answering, but given that he's already two states over, hitchhiking in the back of a pickup truck (with what Rincewind is pretty sure is the largest pig he's ever seen in his life), that's probably slightly more paranoia than this situation warrants.
But only slightly.
Anyway, enjoy that ambient noise in the background, Miles.]
Er, yes, well, I thought it best to get a jump on things, given the situation.
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.
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.
[ 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.
Once upon a time there was a little wizard, who got much, much too far in over his head. He was a quivering, cowardly little thing, but he knew a mistake when he made one.
Rincewind doesn't trust his own voice to speak at first, it doesn't feel safe to, even with nearly half the country between them. (Or so he really, really hopes.)
But he knows it would be more dangerous not to answer.]
Oh, I... I don't think I could make the mistake of forgetting your voice again.
...And I do recognize those. [a swallow.] Mistakes, I mean.
Good, because I was wondering. It seems to me you forget lessons very quickly--and I was so sure I'd taught you well the first time.
Obviously someone who had as much respect as you wouldn't dare to cross me. You wouldn't be so foolish, would you? Oh no, you are a smart little wizard after all.
Which is why you are running for your life.
Have you warded your vehicle, Rincewind?
[ Would he like to have his efforts to run away cut off abruptly? ]
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Date: 2016-02-13 04:55 am (UTC)There’s a small chocolate heart taped to the back, and a little note: Happy Valentine’s Day! Have the best day EVER!!]
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Date: 2016-02-14 02:38 pm (UTC)...The chocolate is rather good.
Excuse him, he's just going to go back inside and wibble a little. Happy Valentine's Day, Mabel.]
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Date: 2016-04-09 08:27 pm (UTC)4/9, audio
Date: 2016-04-09 09:14 pm (UTC)But only slightly.
Anyway, enjoy that ambient noise in the background, Miles.]
Er, yes, well, I thought it best to get a jump on things, given the situation.
...Ah, but. You're welcome. You've healed, then?
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Date: 2016-04-09 09:16 pm (UTC)The situation? What do you mean?
I have, yes. Entirely.
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Date: 2016-04-09 09:35 pm (UTC)...But did no one tell...? Oh, well, I guess they wouldn't be able to, actually. Ah. You had already guessed he'd know it was removed, right?
[his tone suggests there's more.]
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Date: 2016-04-09 09:37 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2016-04-09 09:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-04-09 09:55 pm (UTC)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.]
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Date: 2016-04-09 09:57 pm (UTC)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?
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Date: 2016-04-10 12:32 am (UTC)Oh, and yes, it is. I think the man said her name is Gertrude.
Would any of your people have cast something?
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Date: 2016-04-10 12:34 am (UTC)Er - no. None of us are magically inclined. Octarine being that strange glow you saw on my chest?
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Date: 2016-04-10 12:47 am (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2016-04-10 01:33 am (UTC)[ 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.
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Date: 2016-04-10 02:17 am (UTC)[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.
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Date: 2016-04-10 12:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-04-10 08:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-04-10 08:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-04-10 09:17 pm (UTC)text
Date: 2016-04-11 02:18 am (UTC)[ She did click on his ID on the network, so she's going to presume this is the right inbox. ]
i do not know if you remember me
i hear you are not a child anymore
my name is sasha and we ate brownies together
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Date: 2016-04-13 02:46 pm (UTC)Don't you, my friend.
Do you know who I am?
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Date: 2016-04-13 03:29 pm (UTC)Rincewind doesn't trust his own voice to speak at first, it doesn't feel safe to, even with nearly half the country between them. (Or so he really, really hopes.)
But he knows it would be more dangerous not to answer.]
Oh, I... I don't think I could make the mistake of forgetting your voice again.
...And I do recognize those. [a swallow.] Mistakes, I mean.
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Date: 2016-04-13 03:37 pm (UTC)I do a little. Also not a child you're right. I still don't know why I was, sorry.
Did I mess something of yours up when I was?
[because why else would the girl contact him? He probably ruined something.]
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Date: 2016-04-13 03:39 pm (UTC)Obviously someone who had as much respect as you wouldn't dare to cross me. You wouldn't be so foolish, would you? Oh no, you are a smart little wizard after all.
Which is why you are running for your life.
Have you warded your vehicle, Rincewind?
[ Would he like to have his efforts to run away cut off abruptly? ]