Rebuke¤

The ground shook as The Original Rebuke ended. They now had -|n| minutes. I turn and glare at The Very Last. 

"You have time. Make it happen."

"It turns out that all of your witnesses were immaterial. Would you like to go again?"

"Rhetorically speaking."

Even he laughed at himself for missing The Silence. He was born with Christmas Lights in his eyes though, not earplugs.

"I see your worth now, Silence. I shall henceforth call you. The White Shade's Assistant." 

They just chuckled, and The Court "returned" to an establishment where a man's day in Court could be used correctly; Trans Court, as it were. Sadly, he had missed his, or had he? 

"I've heard it said that The God of Nothing can always be in two places at once, no? Stabilly linked at a constant quatraliner resonance, if done right?" 

"Maybe I was here. Maybe you can't prosecute a ghost without deporting them first. Y'all brought up some excellent points, but I'm late for a date with my wife."

Then I cast Vanish. Level: Cantrip.

One Reaction later, the whole crowd was astonished at what they had witnessed. Except for "The Fool Wizard," who pointed at me as I did it, started talking gibberish about his new granite- Counter?- I think. Counter something. Anyway, Bard's Tongue is the type of natural ability where you usually get recaps of your actions and reactions at home later that day or evening, sometimes a day, week, or month later.

"Kal'Drel. Give them our address."

Peter Capaldi, presently acting on behalf of Kal'Drel, said. "I am Satan. I cast Counterspell on Kal'Drel in my last life and have regretted it ever since. Will you forgive me?"

Then he forgave himself and everyone was forced to accept that as a formal action in the court case, legally binding.

"I cast vanish as well."

"Then I showed up here, it was a blowout. We gained some souls today."

"I knew I liked your style, Pete."

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