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livingartifact) wrote in
fandomtownies2018-06-21 01:30 pm
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The Magic Box, Thursday
Jenkins had gotten back to the island late last night, and it seemed like he'd spent the entire time since on the phone.
"I assure you, Colonel, it is of upmost importance that we relocate Ms. Noone as soon as possible! That woman poses a tremendous threat to the Library and everything it stands for!" He sighed and rolled his eyes as he listened to Baird's response. "Because I have commitments here. Weren't you one of the ones who encouraged me to find something to do outside of my lab? I already had to have my students watch that ridiculous cartoon --" He cut off with another sigh and a groan. "It is not. The brontosaurus was the most powerful natural-born mage of its era, to reduce it to a prancing nincompoop -- we are getting off topic. You and Mr. Carsen need to devote all your considerable talents to tracking her down. I'm sure the others can handle -- well I'm sure that Cassandra can handle the clippings book and keep Mr.'s Stone and Jones from burning too much to the ground."
Another eye roll.
"Yes, well, hide the toaster then. Good day, Colonel."
He hung up and set his head into his hands for several moments.
"Sometimes, I miss the halcyon days of dragon fighting and trying to keep the Orkneys from harassing the nuns. . . ."
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"I assure you, Colonel, it is of upmost importance that we relocate Ms. Noone as soon as possible! That woman poses a tremendous threat to the Library and everything it stands for!" He sighed and rolled his eyes as he listened to Baird's response. "Because I have commitments here. Weren't you one of the ones who encouraged me to find something to do outside of my lab? I already had to have my students watch that ridiculous cartoon --" He cut off with another sigh and a groan. "It is not. The brontosaurus was the most powerful natural-born mage of its era, to reduce it to a prancing nincompoop -- we are getting off topic. You and Mr. Carsen need to devote all your considerable talents to tracking her down. I'm sure the others can handle -- well I'm sure that Cassandra can handle the clippings book and keep Mr.'s Stone and Jones from burning too much to the ground."
Another eye roll.
"Yes, well, hide the toaster then. Good day, Colonel."
He hung up and set his head into his hands for several moments.
"Sometimes, I miss the halcyon days of dragon fighting and trying to keep the Orkneys from harassing the nuns. . . ."
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