024.1 The Not-Immortal Blacksmith II – Intermission

Brother Proof stared at First Auditor of the Heretic Archive, Vast Listen, the well used and abused work table. “So the new compiling device arrived from the 'factory' in a broken condition?”

“Yup.”

The upper third of the rear end was bashed in more than a half inch in some places?” Brother Proof asked.

“Yup.”

“And on top of that, your esteemed self has both an ear infection And a Sinus infection?”

“Don't forget the allergies and the smokers cough.”

“Bugger.” Said Brother Proof after a long pause. “So the next summary for her most high's enjoyment is going to be delayed for how long?”

“About a week.” Vast sighed. “I hope her ladyship's 'insurance' covers this 'urgent care' visit thing you're taking me to.”

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Brother Proof looked at Vast, “So, the cleric looked you over and said it was a what now?”

“A double sinus and ear infection.” Vast sighed. “Lucky me.”

“And what have we learned?” Proof asked.

“When you go to pop your ears, and one of them whistles and dribbles a little fluid out, you should go and get it looked at?”

“And?”

“Don't forget to eat and sleep?”

“And?”

“And my personal health is more important than working on the Heretic Collection?”

“Yes.” Brother Proof shook his head. “No go to your cell in the dungeon and sleep.”

“But there is work to do!”

Brother Proof shook his head. “Take Your Pills. Go To Bed.”

“But?”

“NOW!!!”

Vast slunk to his bed in the dungeon, pulled out his magic recording tablet, and started to type. From upstairs he heard Brother Proof yell, “Put that thrice cursed thing away, and GO TO SLEEP!”

Vast sighed, and lay down. Maybe I won't dream about this cursed archive tonight... Zzzzz...

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Brother Proof stood in the Heretic Archive, and shook his head. If it wasn't for me, that idiot would be working more on next weeks update for the Ladyship. Moron.

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Yup. I'm sick. I've slept 30 of the last 36 hours, and won't be able to make my Monday deadline. Sorry y'all. Went to urgent care, and got meds. I hate being sick.

...By the time you all are reading this, I will be asleep again...