Turniej Pokemon

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” I beginstaring at Dina. She pushes her hair back from
her ears. They have little pointslike an elf
’s. “How many of you are . . . new
?”
“All of us
” she says.
Crap-a-doodle-do.
ZAHER BEY is thumping the table. I have never seen him so angry. I have never really
seen him angry at all. To whatever extent I have considered itI have imagined that his
anger would be cool and sophisticatedpossibly barbed. It would be wittytrenchant and
terribly effective. It is none of these things. His handwith round fingers and very pink
nailshits the tabletop again. Hits it very hard. The coffee cups are jumping a little and the
noise he is producing with each impact is a sort of bone-deep BUH!
rather than the soft
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which people use for emphasisor the
toctoctoc!
you sometimes hear when a
Teutonic public speaker wants to call the room to order.
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(And sscluttertinkledonkdonk!
―that’s the coffee cups.)
It’s not a noise of debate. It’s a sound of fury. It’s what you get when you horrify
someone.
Hellen Fust convened the council as soon as she heard my reportand she and Ricardo van
Meents are sitting at the top of the table inyilai:
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