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[wizzardly]

Right, so it's been brought to my attention that those bloody awful reports have been floating certain rumors around about me, and I'd rather just end those before they even get going all right?

[because even Rincewind's starved sense of self-respect has to draw the line at people thinking he fancies dishware.]

So, to be clear: I'm pansexual.

[which is an admittedly backwards linguistic for declaring one's lack of attraction to tea cups and related sundry, but there's just no accounting for etymological taste.]

There? [he arches a pointed brow.] Shall I assume that just about does it? All questions answered? Jolly good.

[honestly, the people in this place really will believe anything, won't they? Lucky that Snart fellow pointed this out when he did - things really could have gotten out of hand.]

Comments

[monge]

Oh...

I got excited, I thought you had a brother, zura...

[wizzardly]

I don't know that the world could handle the amount of bad luck two Rincewinds would bring.

[monge]

Well it's more like one Rincewind and one Pansexual, so I think the world will be okay, zura!

[wizzardly]

[oh, you poor simple dog thing.]

Right.

...I voted for you, you know. During that whole Ambassador race. It's a shame you didn't get it.

[monge]

O-Oh! Ah...thank you, that's very kind of you, zura.

[Well that's certainly enough to get his mind off of a possible twin named Pansexual.]

Um, but... I'm kinda glad I didn't win, I'm just happy so many people voted for me at all, zura.

[wizzardly]

What, you don't believe in those, um.... sweet creamy dreams anymore? [that's what they were, right?]

[monge]

[Sweet creamy...? Oh! He means soft cream. He could never betray soft cream.]

N-No, I do, I really do, zura! I still help that city whenever I have the money, I don't think I could ever stop, z-zura!

[But.]

But...if I won, I probably would've had to move there...by myself, and I would've been really sad... and kinda lonely if I couldn't stay with my friends, zura... S-So I can just help in other ways, zura!

[wizzardly]

Oh. Oh, I see. [he doesn't, exactly, but whatever sounds more comforting to the obviously distressed animal-person-thing.]

Well, it's... all speculation, anyway. Since it didn't happen. I'm glad you're happy where you are then. And it's good of you, you still helping. Above-and-beyond, I'd say.