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  1. Chuck Norris spotted the strange formerly old man.
  2. D-man didn't actually know what he was doing.
  3. A very busy breadmunk ran by, ignoring the disagreements.
  4. These visions only propelled them to work faster for they showed them a horrible future in which they didn't succeed and the ghanderflaffle empire took over.
  5. Turning into a turnip was still a future prospect.
  6. What the sparks...? he thought, taking in the torrent of letters. These were archives! Where were the volumes containing important guild secrets? Letters? Eiran stumbled over some papers, but made his way into the room proper. It wasn't even a working security mechanism! He made a mental note to bring that up to his superiors when they got out. This was not a very practical precaution. He looked around for a door forward, to keep going, when his eyes caught on an envelope. Mr. Sullivan, read the outside, followed by his address. The address of the apartment he'd just moved into. What the sparks...? His thought echoed again, stronger than before. Picking it up, Eiran slid his finger under the seal. It broke surprisingly easily, as though waiting for him to find it. His eyes widened at the first use of his name, then proceeded to widen further as he continued to read. Eiran hastily crumpled the paper in his fist. He didn't know who this Pi was, but he knew that he knew too much. Things that were dangerous to have out there. Except. Wait. They were in the archives. There were security mechanisms in place, the very ones he'd just dismissed as inconsequential. Maybe vaguely written notes that could be misinterpreted were one of them. Maybe he was worrying for no reason. He smoothed back out the paper, reread it, and let out an internal sigh of relief. It had been a trick. A trick he'd almost fallen for. TUBA didn't know what he could do. They didn't know his Weakness. They couldn't manipulate him with it. He was still safe. Eiran carefully refolded the letter and stuck it back in the envelope. He closed it and, digging a hole with his right foot, buried it beneath a pile of paper. While it wasn't technically incriminating, he didn't like the idea of anyone else getting their hands on it. It was a little too close to the truth.
  7. There weren't many people who fit the qualification.
  8. 4000 pages? 613
  9. It was a beautiful rendition of the chicken dance.
  10. "There is no way to plan for the Archives," he answered. "Paragraph four of subsection 3b of section A-F in the second installment of the official TUBA starter handbook states, 'The archives were designed in manner intended to confuse all infiltrators of the organization. Should they attempt to find the information they seek, they will quickly find themselves helplessly lost. All known maps of the archives have since been lost inside the archives themselves in order to guarantee maximum security of the knowledge in our possession.'" He paused, taking a moment to digest the words he'd just recited by heart without really thinking. "Which makes our lives a little more difficult. The good news is, we'll be able to test the security and see if it's as strong as it is believed to be. No one's done that in years." At least, none of them had returned with enough sanity to give a half-decent report. The handbooks tended to skim over most things regarding the archives. Subsection 3b was one of the few places it was even discussed. Most of the guides tended to spend the majority of the time detailing proper form procedure, which, while fascinating, served no purpose at the moment. Eiran smiled encouragingly. "Also, since the document's loss was only noticed recently, it likely won't be too far in. We should be in and out pretty quickly."
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