37.09 Enough Already!
“Enough Already!” Oh boy. You know you’re getting an ear full when the scenery just disappears. Things are getting real! (Yes, Virginia. Gobos have noses. Very small noses. So small that I think we’ve only seen a set of gobo nostrils one other time.)
Be careful out there.
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Panel 1
At a table in Whiskit's classroom, an angry Nob quickly flips a soup-soaked spoon forward towards Whiskit (offscreen) in a show of accusation.
Nob: "<No! I'll focus on you! Finding my attacker!>"
Panel 2
In an extreme close up of Nob's face, the gobo continues to shout, the background a wall of words.
Nob: "<It’s been more than a week now without even a notion as to where in that town they might be cowering, and you dare tell me to study a language?! I must insure that none of these gobos comes to harm! I can’t do that if they are miles away! I agreed to this, but with the knowledge that this was temporary!>"
Panel 3
Back in a Breakershome alley that has been erased by Nob's mental barrage of words. Puccini's brow knit under the pressure, and he squeezes the bridge of his nose with his free hand.
Nob, telepathically (offscreen, partially obscured by Puccini): "<Yet, You are no closer than when you first started! It’s - - as if you don’t want to find your - - stone! And you said that this - - quite risky! That these people - - attack us gobos on sight! - - the dangers, I learned that - - a store and bought clothes - - think me a fool?! This - - errands or - - wizard tower - - by a dwarf?! - - sworn enemies - - their roof! - - travel back - - so you - - Because - - working!>"
Panel 2
In an extreme close up of Puccini's lower face, the wizard thinks one loud thought, blowing away the wall of words with the most offending - Ineffective! Harmed! Too Long! Unacceptable! Unproductive! I order you! Awful! This is your fault! Reckless! Meaningless! Ridiculous! - being the last to disappear.
Puccini, thinking: "ENOUGH!"
At a table in Whiskit's classroom, an angry Nob quickly flips a soup-soaked spoon forward towards Whiskit (offscreen) in a show of accusation.
Nob: "<No! I'll focus on you! Finding my attacker!>"
Panel 2
In an extreme close up of Nob's face, the gobo continues to shout, the background a wall of words.
Nob: "<It’s been more than a week now without even a notion as to where in that town they might be cowering, and you dare tell me to study a language?! I must insure that none of these gobos comes to harm! I can’t do that if they are miles away! I agreed to this, but with the knowledge that this was temporary!>"
Panel 3
Back in a Breakershome alley that has been erased by Nob's mental barrage of words. Puccini's brow knit under the pressure, and he squeezes the bridge of his nose with his free hand.
Nob, telepathically (offscreen, partially obscured by Puccini): "<Yet, You are no closer than when you first started! It’s - - as if you don’t want to find your - - stone! And you said that this - - quite risky! That these people - - attack us gobos on sight! - - the dangers, I learned that - - a store and bought clothes - - think me a fool?! This - - errands or - - wizard tower - - by a dwarf?! - - sworn enemies - - their roof! - - travel back - - so you - - Because - - working!>"
Panel 2
In an extreme close up of Puccini's lower face, the wizard thinks one loud thought, blowing away the wall of words with the most offending - Ineffective! Harmed! Too Long! Unacceptable! Unproductive! I order you! Awful! This is your fault! Reckless! Meaningless! Ridiculous! - being the last to disappear.
Puccini, thinking: "ENOUGH!"
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