video;

[wizzardly]

Well, now that all the technomancy's up and running again, I don't suppose anyone ever got that riddle solved, did they? The actual one, mind. Not the one about why we lost lights and things in the first place.

[Rincewind taps a pencil with one hand against the open pages of a book thoughtfully, the other waving his lunch (an egg and cress sandwich) as he intones:]

"We did warn you. All of you have so much power. That comes at a cost. If you can't see in the darkness, then look to the stars.”

...I certainly don't remember any warning, and I've usually a keen memory for those.

Anyway, "power" seems a rather obvious double meaning, but it's the "looking to the stars" bit which has me curious. [a phrase which here means, "debating whether there's still sufficient enough impending threat to flee the country".]

ImPorts could be the stars - we certainly are in their TV and such, that's meaning enough. But if "power" has a double meaning, it stands to reason "stars" would as well. Were we actually supposed to be looking up at the night sky during all of that, do you think?

...I don't suppose anyone did any gazing while they were running about saving people?

[or just running, in Rincewind's case.]

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[slightlyoffchilt]

Rincewind! I hadn't known you felt so passionately.

[wizzardly]

[just a grump harumph of breath on this end.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Clearly I need to arrange an office outing. For morale.

[wizzardly]

"Outing"?

[Rincewind distinctly dislikes the sound of that.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Yes, as in we all go out. Publicly. Together.

[wizzardly]

To... somewhere like a bar?

[slightlyoffchilt]

No. Reggie is still under-aged, and thus incapable of legally drinking. And I never want to see Doctor Quinn with any alcohol, ever.

I was thinking... A retreat.

[wizzardly]

[there are those alarm bells again.]

A retreat to a restaurant then? [he doesn't sound particularly optimistic about the chances of that.]

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, no. No.

I want something that would build the team better.

[wizzardly]

- If you're about to suggest some vast and awful wilderness, put it right out of your head! Safe places with food and drink are perfect for building teams, take my word for it!

[slightlyoffchilt]

Mmm, I do not believe you.

[wizzardly]

Well I'm not going into any forests. Nothing good ever happens in forests. I'd end up chased, kidnapped, threatened, lost, imprisoned, or falling off something high. Or more likely all of the above!

[slightlyoffchilt]

I have something else in mind entirely, don't you worry.

[wizzardly]

I do, as a matter of fact. I worry.

[slightlyoffchilt]

And here I thought you trusted me!

[wizzardly]

Of course I do.

On a completely unrelated note, I'm starting to feel a bit peaked, might be getting sick. I could have to sit out.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I'll schedule it for next month. When I know you'll be healthy. So feel free to use up all your PTO right now!

[wizzardly]

Next month. Right. How lucky. [in an utterly doomed tone.] Almost like you planned ahead.

[slightlyoffchilt]

I am known for my foresight.

[wizzardly]

You'll have to teach me that trick some day.

[slightlyoffchilt]

What -- planning ahead?

Oh, Rincewind.

[wizzardly]

I just tend to be more of an in-the-moment sort of wizard.

[slightlyoffchilt]

That indicates a rather pessimistic perspective -- do you not plan ahead for fear of not meeting that future? Like some sort of jinx?

[wizzardly]

Putting out those sorts of thoughts is dangerous. Makes too tempting a target for Fate. And I've got preemptive karma, besides.

[slightlyoffchilt]

You can overcome this exorbitant anxiety.