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[sir_samuel]

It had been a quiet day so far. The patrol reports had all come back dull as dishwater, not always the case this month, what with all the crazy giant cats and others toothed creatures wandering about. But today the only tigers were hidden in the trees. The prison had been built, the work on the paths had not yet begun, so at the moment there was a

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[flowers_on_skin]

She missed.

The teacup had been mostly empty, and tea spotted, rather than spilled, across the desk. The cup itself shattered rather spectacularly against the wall.

"Gods damn it all to hell, Sam."

[sir_samuel]

Vimes had just enough time to notice that there was suddenly tea all over his paperwork when the shout came. He looked up, startled and blinking rapidly.

"...Eostre?"

The pile of papers teetered dangerously.

[flowers_on_skin]

The saucer that had previously been paired with the cup followed, shattering, if anything, more spectacularly than the cup.

"You could have bloody told me, Sam. I didn't have to find out from William bloody DeWorde."

[sir_samuel]

Vimes had good survival skills. He jumped back slightly as saucer shards flew off the desk.

"...de Worde?" Oh gods, this was going to be bad. "Um. What is that I'm supposed to have told you?"