Part I "As you wish." Vetinari leaned forward. "I believe it would be in your best interest to keep a close watch upon this admiration ." "Sir?" "You have read this contract, have you not, Commander?" Honestly, Vimes hadn't. He had seen the Assassin's Guild seal and the name and stormed up to the Patrician's office. Vimes was a Watchman; he didn't have time to sit and read things. He had...

*reposted and continued from a comment in aramis_chan 's journal, where I cruelly stole her idea [will be remove if requested]* Vetinari was not surprised when Vimes failed both to wait and to knock, instead opting, like the rabid dog he was, to kick open the door in fevered pursuit of his prey. He gracefully reached for his cup under the guise of taking a sip to keep the liquid from...

...had been enlisted to ‘help’ his son play, which entailed him holding the bubbly youngster on his lap and guiding the pieces he picked up to actual squares instead of into his mouth. So when Lord Vetinari had caught him staring at the board on the Patrician’s desk and asked him if he knew how to play, Vimes had been too lost in thoughts of ancestors and sons to remember to lie. And now he was...

...at IJ. Vimes cursed the Unseen University under his breath. This was slightly harder than usual, given that he was running a bit short on breath due to his current activities. Beneath him Vetinari was giving Vimes a bemused look that quietly said, Hex or no Hex, this was bound to happen. Vimes was too out of breath to swear and the wall was too far away to punch, so he settled for punching...

TELL ME IF YOU CAN SEE THIS. LJ is being uncooperative hahaha. Here be link: http://ferris-as-in-wheel.deviantart.com/art/He-Seems-To-Be-Eyebrowing-You-108564040. I cannot draw Vetinari. I think I will go and comfort myself with lady_twatterby  's gallery because I ain't getting none by looking at my own. Stupid photoshop rip-off. Stupid smear tool. Stupid disproportionate eyeballs. XD...