Trouble Shooting: Ponder
Ponder Stibbons, Reader in Invisible Writings at Unseen University, ate quickly. He kept his eyes on his food (a wise thing to do when the Dean was around, in any case), but he could feel the accusing glares of the older wizards prickling the top of his head like a cheap hat.
The Archancellor had- he shuddered- been taking an interest again. He'd been reading snippets Hex had trawled up.
PTWANG!
The thud of a crossbow bolt, a whimper from the Bursar.
"Got another one of the buggers!"
He buried his head in his hands. Ridcully took everything so literally.
The Archancellor had- he shuddered- been taking an interest again. He'd been reading snippets Hex had trawled up.
PTWANG!
The thud of a crossbow bolt, a whimper from the Bursar.
"Got another one of the buggers!"
He buried his head in his hands. Ridcully took everything so literally.