... yep, they're hilarious.
"We've got a
what?"
Two 'what's, the Rhododendron corrected.
Pokemons... mans? What is
the plural, anyway?"I think it's just 'Pokemon'," Mortic Wentway said. "Which doesn't answer my question of
why are they in my department?"
I rather thought it was my
department."No, it was the Snowthorn's department, and then she died. You're just a temporary fixture."
I've been temporary for quite some time now."That's not the-" Mortic stopped, and used an Order technique to steady his breathing. "All right. From the top. New WhatThe agents?"
A team. The Board-"Out of interest, which members, exactly?"
The Marquis and the Sub Rosa. They think that you're doing an excellent job-"This is the same Marquis de Sod we're talking about, yes?"
The Rhododendron ruffled his leaves.
Point. But they decided that WhatThe needed a team to handle entirely internal missions, as well as your specialist position. Apparently the Sub Rosa has something of a backlog."She could have just
said something..." Mortic shook his head. "Right. Okay. So how do we get rid of them?"
Rid of...? Agent Wentway - Mortic - this is a good
thing. New agents!"Yes, in
my department! And they're homicidal pit-fighting animals! And one of them is
literally on fire."
The Rhododendron wished, yet again, that he had temples to rub. This was shaping up to be a long conversation.
Mort's over four millennia old, you'd think he'd be used to change by now. Buuuuut no.
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